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Crescent Moon	By : FlameWolf666 Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 14740 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Fifteen: Lost and Found
Uncomfortable. Pointy. Warm. Flame came to in the middle of a huge, peaceful field. The sun was shining down on her as she came back to her senses. The air around her was so pure it almost smelled sweet and let her know she wasn't in Kansas anymore. Getting to her feet, Flame brushed herself off and looked around. She was surrounded by dense forest with no signs of civilization around her. Flame teetered on calling out to someone but remembered from what she saw of the show that the place was swarming with demons.
Staring at the quiet forest around her, Flame contemplated whether she should go look for help or stay there. From what little she saw from the show, Inuyasha had heightened senses and he was only half demon. Would Sesshomaru's be doubly as strong because he was a full demon? Would it be easier for him to find her if she stayed in one place? Or would he have wanted her to find someplace safe to wait for him? With a frustrated sigh, Flame decided to try to find help. It would do neither of them any good if she got eaten while waiting for him.
Grasping the fang around her neck, Flame chose to walk to the east. Something about the forest seemed familiar and kept pricking at the back of her mind. As she approached a huge, scarred tree it came to her. She was in Inuyasha's Forest which meant she was close to Kaede's village. Turning to the north, she kept walking. To her relief she saw the well in a clearing ahead. Flame walked past the well and into the village.
A few moments after she had walked by, Sesshomaru came out of the well with Kagome. As soon as his feet met the ground he was sniffing the air for any sign of her scent. She was close! In a flash he ran into the village, leaving Kagome behind. Villagers ran in front of him as he frantically followed Flame's scent. Her scent led him to Kaede's house and he stopped outside the small hut. Inside he could faintly hear female voices conversing.
Hearing the commotion outside, Kaede came out of her hut with her bow at the ready. Once she saw Sesshomaru she lowered her bow. “Ye again?! I suppose ye came for the young lass in my hut now. I go get her,” Kaede said with annoyance in her voice. As she waddled back inside the small, wooden hut the old woman grumbled something about dog demons. A few second after she disappeared, Flame came out nervously.
Her heart was beating in her throat and she couldn't stop her eyes from roaming all over his body. He was like a god carved from alabaster and dressed in silk. His silken hair blew in the wind and his amber eyes became soft and honey colored as he saw her. “Flame...,” he whispered, tenderness slipping into his voice. His hand twitched by his side as if he was restraining himself.
“I suppose you're Sesshomaru?” she asked nervously. Sesshomaru blinked before he remembered her memories of him were all gone.
“Yes but how did you know that? Your memories were erased,” Sesshomaru inquired, tilting his head.
“Oh, well in my time there's this show...” she started to say.
“You've already told me this,” he interrupted.
“Oh...,” was her only reply. Her heart still fluttered in her chest from his voice and her knees felt weak. She could feel her loins pulsing from arousal just from his presence. “What is wrong with me?! I barely know this guy!” she thought to herself angrily. Then she remembered that many of the supposed memories the fang had showed her showed them as being close to each other.
“I'm so confused,” she murmured to herself, gripping her head in her hands. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up. She found herself looking into Sesshomaru's soft, honey colored eyes.
“I know. We will find some way to restore your memory,” Sesshomaru whispered. He could smell her arousal as well as her confusion. His beast roared at him to comfort her in quite a physical way. Sesshomaru squashed his beast's intentions mercilessly. Now was not the time to try to become intimate with her. His arm itched to hold her close and never let her go but he didn't dare with Kaede staring at him.
“Thank you, for everything. Even the things I can't remember,” Flame responded.
“Hn,” he responded, forming his cloud under them. As they rose into the air Kagome came running up to them.
“Before you go! I gathered some of my extra clothes for you! I don't wear them anymore and I thought you might need them. I also included some extra things for you. Come see us soon!” Kagome exclaimed handing her a large, lime green backpack.
“Thank you Kagome,” Flame responded, taking the backpack. Kagome smiled and waved as the cloud rose into the sky.
As soon as they were in the sky Sesshomaru pulled her close to him with his right and only arm. Flame blushed deeply and looked up at the stoic lord. Sesshomaru's eyes were fixed on her as if he never wanted to let her out of sight again. Something inside Flame responded the same way and she clung to him tightly. Her heart galloped in her chest as she read his eyes. They were warm and filled with a strong emotion she couldn't identify.
“Why am I responding to you like this?” she asked, blushing deeply.
“Before you lost your memory you confessed having tender feelings for me,” he responded quietly. His eyes kept roaming over her as if he couldn't get enough. Flame made a small, embarrassed noise before hiding her blazing face in his kimono shirt. He made a low growling noise that almost sounded like purring and rubbed her arm once.
Their eye contact broke when they landed. Flame blinked and looked around, realizing that they were outside a huge palace. They were surrounded by a tall, smooth, white, stone wall and a huge palace loomed before them. “I remember this place from what the fang showed me,” she whispered in awe. Did that mean that everything the fang had showed her had happened?
“Let me see this fang,” Sesshomaru requested, holding out his hand for it. Flame clutched the small object, fear briefly coming over her face. Then, reluctantly, she took the leather sting off her neck and put the necklace in his hand.
Sesshomaru brought the necklace up to his face so he could examine it. He sniffed the fang delicately and examined it closely. To his surprise he found that the fang was one of his. It looked like it was hundreds of years old. How had she gotten one of his fangs and why did it seem to have magic properties? Deciding to keep the necklace for now, Sesshomaru turned and went into the palace.
Flame's heart dropped when he took the necklace. The small object had come to mean so much to her these past few days. It had offered her comfort and a way to regain her memories. Sadly, she followed behind him as he led her up a staircase in the middle of the room. She only stopped walking when she accidentally bumped into him. “Oof!” she exclaimed as she crashed into his side.
Sesshomaru gazed down at her neutrally before he opened the oak double doors in front of him. “Do you want me to come in?” she asked timidly.
“Yes,” he responded, warmth in his voice. Then he went into the large study. Flame followed behind him, glancing around. She couldn't help but be impressed by the huge room. It even had a fireplace. Sesshomaru sat behind a huge desk that was by a huge window in the north of the room. Flame sat in a large armchair on the other side of the desk. The items in the room almost had a western feel to them.
Sesshomaru studied the fang closely. Working on a hunch, he bit his finger tip and dribbled a small amount of blood on the fang. Suddenly, with a flash, blue runes showed up all over the fang. It seemed like he had placed a spell on this fang at one point. A spell that gave the fang several strange abilities. It was able to hold memories and also had a complex transportation spell on it. Why were such magics put on this fang and how had he done it? Would the fang help Flame regain her memory. Closely, he looked at the runes for anything that would help. After a few moments he deciphered something that stunned him.
As Flame watched he crushed the fang in his hand and poured the dust on a piece of parchment. “Wh-what?!” she exclaimed in horror.
“Shh, trust me,” he stated before going to the doors and talking quietly to a servant outside. He returned to sitting behind his desk and within seconds there was a knock on the door.
“Come,” he ordered. The right door opened to admit Akane. The small, red haired cat youkai skirted into the room carrying a tea pot and cups. Looking rather nervous, the young neko set the tea set down on the desk and bowed.
“You may go,” Sesshomaru said dismissively. Looking all too glad to be going, Akane scampered out of the study as fast as she could.
Flame watched, confused, as Sesshomaru poured hot water into one cup. Her confusion only rose as he poured the powder into the steaming cup. “Drink this,” he ordered, offering her the cup.
“But, why?” she asked, looking from the cup to the youkai.
“According to the runes it will help restore your memory,” he replied, looking her in the eyes. His eyes were soft and pleading. Her eyes were confused and worried. The liquid in the cup began to glow a soft blue making Flame's eyes go wide.
“What on earth is happening?!” Flame asked, gingerly taking the glowing cup.
“I just as puzzled as you are but I apparently enchanted one of my fangs at some point. I must have done it far in the future because it has enchantments on it that can restore your memory. It also has enchantments to show you memories from a certain point in our being together. The last spell on it is a time spell to transport you to a specific point in time once then act as a time transport upon command. I have no idea how I found someone capable of doing this but I am grateful it reached you in the future,” he explained, watching her closely.
Flame's head hurt from all the time bending stuff that was happening. She had a fang that Sesshomaru hadn't even lost yet in this time frame. A bit dubious about the glowing liquid, Flame sipped it carefully. To her pleasant surprise it tasted quite good, almost like blueberry juice. She swallowed the whole cup in one gulp, then seemed to freeze in place.
Suddenly flashes of memory that started at the first night she came here sped through her mind. Every muscle in her tiny body was stiff as her mind was flooded with memories. Then she slumped, breathing hard and her eyes unfocused. Sesshomaru was kneeling before her chair in flash, his eyes filled with concern.
Slowly, Flame came back to herself as she remembered everything. “Lord Sesshomaru...,” she whispered, her eyes filling with happy tears. The next thing she knew, she was hugging him tightly and sobbing into his kimono. Faintly she felt him rubbing her back gently.
“I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I never thought that... Oh thank god I got my memory back,” she sobbed, clinging tightly to him.
“I'm so glad you came back. Never leave again,” he whispered, holding the back of her head gently. Flame nuzzled into his neck, breathing in his scent. He smelled of sandalwood, musk and rain. Pulling back, she looked into his honey colored eyes.
Suddenly she was being pushed back into the chair by the tall lord. His silver hair fell around them in a curtain. His eyes blazed with emotion as he rested his forehead against hers. Flame's breath caught in her throat as he began to growl softly. Slowly, achingly, their lips came with within a breath of touching. Then, with a possessive growl, his soft lips crashed into hers. Flame found her hands tangling in his long hair as he kissed her passionately. With a blush, she realized he was licking her lips, asking for permission to enter.
Flame broke the kiss with a small noise, gasping to get her breath back. Sesshomaru's burning gaze bored into hers, as if asking why she pulled away. Flame avoided his gaze, looking anywhere but at him. Next thing she knew her chin was being lifted gently and her gaze met his. “Lord Sesshomaru... how do you feel about me?” she asked, searching his eyes. The question seemed to stop Sesshomaru cold as he froze and pulled back. His eyes were still warm but the coldness was seeping in.
“I suppose I owe you as much truth as I know. I feel a strong connection to you. A loyalty that is hard to deny. I also feel a strong attraction to you,” he responded, staring into her eyes. Flame felt her heart soar at his words but it plummeted as he continued.
“However I cannot mate you or allow myself to love you. As the Western Lord I need to provide a full-blooded heir,” he finished, his eyes filled with something that could be regret.
“I see...,” she responded simply, looking down at the floor.
Sesshomaru stared down at the female quietly. He could smell her sorrow and found himself wanting to comfort her. Clenching his fist, he turned and sat behind his desk again. He had told the truth. As much as he wished to make her his mate, he just couldn't. Having a hanyou child was out of the question. The silence between them stretched for several minutes before Flame broke it. “Lord Sesshomaru, this isn't fair to me,” she responded finally. His gaze snapped to her immediately.
“Please, just let me leave. I only came back to find out what happened to me before I lost my memory. Yeah, I admit that I was looking forward to seeing you again after everything the fang showed me but there's no future for me here,” she said quietly.
Suddenly she found her left shoulder being gripped hard as his hard amber eyes bored into hers. His eyes blazed with rage from her suggestion. “You will stay here with this Sesshomaru!” he shouted, a desperate edge to his voice. Under all the anger he felt there was also a deep fear. He couldn't bear to let her out of his sight again. Everything inside him shouted a firm denial. He only softened when her sad, hazel eyes met his.
Her eyes were so full of sorrow, so full of pain that it gave him pause. “Please, I can't fall any more in love with you than I already have. Not when you can't love me back,” she whispered, tears brimming in her eyes. Tenderly, Sesshomaru wiped away an errant tear as he rest his forehead against hers. Suddenly the small female began to sob hard and loud. Gently, the stoic lord held her to him with his only arm.
Soothingly, he rubbed her back. His heart ached for the pain she felt. He wanted to let her go like she wanted but he just couldn't. He found himself becoming agitated every time he thought of letting her go. “I can't let you go. Please forgive me,” he whispered, petting her raven hair.
“But why?! I can never be your mate so why?!” Flame asked, pulling back and looking at him with pain filled eyes.
“Because this Sesshomaru needs you,” he whispered, his soft, honey colored eyes meeting hers.
His whispered words filled her aching heart with happiness and she smiled softly. She felt a small bit of hope begin to grow inside her as Sesshomaru embraced her again. Maybe he could grow to love her over time. Maybe she could make this work. As she felt him tremble while holding her, she couldn't help but smile more. It really seemed the idea of her leaving was deeply bothering the taiyoukai. “I'll stay,” she whispered, giving in.
Sesshomaru pulled away to look at her. A small smile briefly appeared before he hugged her again. Relief filled his entire body from the small sentence. She would stay. Next thing he knew he was tasting her lips for the second time that day. To his delight her small mouth opened slightly to allow him access.
Flame wrapped her arms around Sesshomaru's shoulders as she kissed him. His tongue ravenously explored her mouth as she melted into his strong arms. She moaned as he finally broke away and looked into her eyes. Without another word, he picked her up in his arm like she weighed nothing and carried her back to his room. He placed her gently down on his huge bed before kissing her again. They kissed heatedly for a few moments before Flame broke for air. “Sesshomaru...” she whispered breathlessly.
Sesshomaru smiled, gently cupping her cheek in his hand. “You will be staying with me from now on,” he whispered before pulling away. As he went behind his changing screen he could hear Flame start to sputter. He grinned to himself as she continued to fight for words while he changed.
“B-but why?” she finally managed to stammer out.
“I want you to always be near me,” he responded matter of factly, stepping out from behind the screen. He couldn't help but grin when his human when beet red and looked away from him. He was only wearing a pair of sleeping pants. He prowled towards her, smiling in a predatory manner. Slowly he sat on the bed beside her.
Flame made several squeaking noises as well as cleared her throat several times. She found herself unable to look at him and focused on her hands which were knotted in the sheets. She startled when she heard a soft chuckle beside her. “Get some rest,” Sesshomaru purred, laying down and looking up at her. Flame swallowed loudly before laying down beside the western lord.
At first she faced away from him, blushing furiously. Then she felt herself being turned gently until she faced Sesshomaru. The western lord smirked at her smugly before holding her close to him. He rumbled gently in his chest as she was nestled against him. Flame gave in with a small sigh, relaxing in his embrace and breathing in his scent. It wasn't too long until she found herself closing her eyes. Her eyes stayed shut longer and longer until she finally fell into a deep sleep.
Sesshomaru cradled her close, petting her hair gently. He kept rumbling even when she was long asleep. He found himself feeling very content and relaxed. She had only been home a few hours and he already felt whole again. Tenderly, he nuzzled her black hair and breathed in her scent. “I love you Flame,” he whispered to the unhearing night.
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