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Even the Mighty Fall	By : izzyco2001 Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 11121 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: I expect many reviews for this chapter considering I was not sure if I should even put it up or if I should put up another chapter with it. I really need to know what you guys think of this chapter considering one of my beta�s didn�t like it, but it made me cry. So where does it fall with all ya?

Even the Mighty Fall

By: izzyco2001

Chapter 18: Tender Reminiscences

The demon lord listened until Kagome�s soft footsteps could no longer reach his sensitive ears. He sat on the edge of the cliff and gazed out into the night sky. Twinkling stars shone high above but they never caught his attention. The crickets� strumming soon came to an end as the wind filtered through his silver hair.
The moon did nothing more than bring up the memories he tried so hard to forget. It was the moon that knew his past and it was the moon that reminded him of it. Memories�. They were the source of the cruelest pain he had ever felt. Kagome only reminded him of the memory that forever changed him.
He was a young demon of 65. He lived with his mother and father in the Western palace. He was heir of the Lord of the Western Lands. Neither his father nor his mother were ever as cold hearted as he was now. They were both kind and strong. He was open with others. Blunt, perhaps. He only killed those who threatened him or his family. At that time, he even knew how to smile.
Sesshomaru remembered the first time he met her. He was patrolling the lands by ground when he heard a hypnotic melody sung by a soft, comforting voice. He found a young woman picking flowers near an open field. Her hair was down to her waist and shimmered gold in the sunshine. Her solid blue kimono accented her curves on her petite frame. Her eyes were a deep chocolate brown and her smile was breathtaking. She smelled of fresh fruit and blossoms. As she lifted the pink tulip to her nose, she spoke those heavenly words�
�In the autumn fields

mingled with the pampas grass

flowers are blooming

should my love too, spring forth

or shall we never meet?�
He could do nothing more than listen as those sweet words rolled off her lips. He soon found himself walking towards her. His treacherous feet leading him to an unknown territory his heart had never ventured.
�That was lovely.� Now his voice betrayed him as he spoke to the woman.
�Oh!� She turned to face him. �You startled me.� She gave a warming smile.
�My apologies, young maiden. Your words were like music.�
�I thank you. Might I know your name?� There eyes never left each other�s.
�I am Sesshomaru, heir to the Western lands. Who might you be?�
�I am Lady Suyu, princess of Tokano�. Would you care to sit with me?� She blushed slightly. Sesshomaru sat with the beautiful woman until night nearly fell. They spoke of nothing of importance but they listened to every detail that came forth from the other�s lips.
The night came and they soon departed, never knowing if they would see one another again. Sesshomaru couldn�t keep his mind off of her for days after their meeting and soon found himself wandering near the field in which he had met her. Days soon turned to weeks as he continually haunted the field, searching for her free spirit. That was what she was: a free spirit. She went through life as if tomorrow would never come, daring the unexplored and wondering of the future.
Fall soon came and he made his usual rounds through the lands. This time would be different than the last. A melodic memory caught his attention and sent his heart racing. He bolted for the field he so often wandered. There, under a cherry blossom tree sat the woman who plagued his mind. She lowered her flute as she looked at the demon standing before her. She then smiled that unforgettable smile and ran to embrace him. He was finally happy.
Their meetings in the field turned into nightly visits. They flew into the clouds with the stars above. They ran through the midnight forest, laughing at their hearts� content. They danced on a pond�s reflective surface. Their days seemed too slow without the other�s company while their nightly precious moments together went all too fast. He learned that she was different from other woman. She didn�t care for money and looked to the positive side of everything, brightening even the worst situation. She was an avid philosopher who could make sense out of something that didn�t make sense. She filled his mind with her poems, songs, and notes from her flute. Her graceful moves hypnotized his mind.
Winter passed and so did spring. Neither grew tired of the other�s company. While on a peaceful night, Sesshomaru lay against the same cherry blossom tree with Suyu held tightly in his arms in the very meadow they first met in. �Just to save this moment in time,� he thought.
�What spell have you placed on my heart? I have never met someone like you in all my years and I need to know what makes you think so uniquely?� She blushed and snuggled closer.
�I�m not sure for no spell has been placed.� She paused for a moment. �It�s because�. it�s who I am.�
To be with the one who is who they are and not who he wants them to be was all he wanted. He had women throw themselves at his feet just to be by his side. Not one, of hundreds who tried, even came as close as this women did now. She was not fake or cryptic in any way. She was never deceptive, so she either learned to hide lies very well, or she told the truth. He knew it was the latter of the two. He smiled at her and spoke from his heart, for her answer was all he needed.
� A special world for you and me

A special bond one cannot see

It wraps us up in its cocoon

And holds us fiercely in its womb.

Its fingers spread like fine spun gold

Gently nestling us to the fold

Like silken thread it holds us fast

Bonds like this are meant to last.

And though at times a thread may break

A new one forms in its wake

To bind us closer and keep us strong

In a special world, where we belong.�
Suyu smiled up at him as he gazed into her content eyes. He reached into his haori and pulled out an ice god rose.
His father told him why he gave his mother the beautiful rose and Sesshomaru soon faced the unknown mountain terrain to find a flower as rare as his love.
�Suyu,�. these nightly visits do not satisfy me�. become my mate.� Her eyes widened at his words. She wrapped her arms around him and nuzzled her head into his chest. She almost looked sad before she hid her beautiful face.
�I�m not sure if that is wise. Many humans despise demons and many demons despise humans. We will be outcasts, shunned by both. My father would never allow it.�
�Then run away with me to my palace. You can stay under my family�s protection and still complete me. And if we are turned away by them as well, then I will leave and take you to the farthest corners of this earth just to be with you.� He could feel her smile as she tightened her hold. �Will you come with me?�
�Yes.� She softly whispered. With those words spoken, they rushed to her home to wish her parents well. However, when she arrived, her father was in the Far East negotiating treaties and had left her mother to bear the news. She was stunned that her daughter chose to marry a demon and she even wanted to retort but she was still in such shock that her voice seemed to have fled her.
By the time she did find her voice her daughter had run out the door and into his arms. They shot through the air toward the Western palace in hopes of a new and bright future. They arrived in the early morning hours. He crept into his room and laid her sleeping form under the satin sheets. She woke to his golden eyes when his warmth left hers and she quickly pulled him into their first kiss. When the kiss broke, she held him close and whispered into his ear.
�I do not wish to wait to feel your skin against mine�. Tonight?� He smiled at her wanting eyes and soon made love to her in the early morning rays but waited on marking until they announced their plans to his family. As late morning came, there was barely enough time for introductions when Sesshomaru�s father told him of two armies heading for their lands: one from the North and one from the South. They needed to quickly divide their own army and destroy the threats.
Sesshomaru pulled Suyu off to the side before his departure and whispered into her ear, �I shall keep you on my mind until I soon return.� He gave her a small kiss farewell and Sesshomaru quickly headed North while his father headed South. Suya remained at the palace with Sesshomaru�s mothers.
His mother was a lovely lady with long black hair. Her eyes were a very light brown and she had a thin frame. She wore elegant kimonos made of the finest silk and had strikingly wonderful nails. Suyu was amazed that they didn�t break or chip. Suyu enjoyed his mother and was taken on a tour of the palace and the gardens.
Sesshomaru�s mother was thrilled that her son chose a female of interest. She could philosophically hold up any conversation and could talk with anyone. Night came and she slept in Sesshomaru�s bed waiting for his return. That night seemed endless as visions of their lovemaking fell through her eyes. Each dream she awoke to made a smile appear until just after the sun had risen.
A loud crash was heard and soon servants were hysterically screaming and running around. Suyu bolted awake and ran out of the room, finding her arm being led by his mother. They burst through the front door only to stand face to face with a huge army. Suyu saw her father stop in front of them with a terrifying look on his face. His voice sent shivers down her spine.
�You disgrace me, Suyu. You and your demon shall burn in hell together.�
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Sesshomaru hastened his return to his love. The army was easily destroyed with little loss to his side. The palace was just beyond the next mountain. Sesshomaru flew as fast as he could until he saw the smoke. He hesitated with horrible thoughts running through his mind as he soon found himself flying faster than he thought possible.
The palace was burning and bodies were littering the gardens. He landed in the courtyard and called out to Suyu. He heard the faintest of voices come from just outside the front doors. As he ran to her side he noticed his mother�s lifeless body holding Suyu in a protective matter.
Blood covered the grounds and made a crimson blanket over the two women. Suyu had an arrow sticking out of her left upper chest and a large gash in her torso. The blood was dark and seemed never ending. Smaller scratches covered her body and he soon found her ankle horribly disfigured. It was a dark purplish blue and contorted in a way that made his stomach twist in pain.
He held her close as she gasped for air. More blood spilled from her mouth, along with shattered teeth, as she gazed into his golden eyes and spoke her final words.
�Forget me not

When I am gone.

My memories in stone.

When day is done

And you are all alone

Forget me not
For good times shared.

The nights we were but one

Forget me not.

With each rising moon

And the setting of the sun

Forget me not.
As you grow old

The days, they just seem longer.

Remember with each passing moment

My love for thee is stronger.�
She painfully reached up to stroke his cheek. �Do not let my passing persuade you from living. Just remember that I will always�. love�. you.�
Her voice faded and hand fell limp as her eyes closed for the endless sleep that overwhelmed her. Sesshomaru gently laid her back on the stone. He didn�t know if he should cry or become enraged so he chose nothing. He gave one last look at her broken body and turned to walk away.
He passed the front gates and soon transformed as his rage finally engulfed him. His decision was made. He would not let those who did this get away. That was the night when no emotion was powerful enough to soothe his nerve. That was the night his expressions vanished. That was the night he slaughtered the entire village that her father commanded. The blood never satisfied his hatred for man.
Thirty agonizing years slowly passed as his heart grew colder than ever. He never returned to the palace because of his only weakness. Memories were there and they were the only things that could bring the youkai to his knees. Mortals were weak. If they weren�t, then Suyu would still be alive. Emotions were useless. They merely got in the way and slowed him down.
He grew in power and only wanted more. He challenged his father on that lunar night. He learned his father had taken a mortal for a mate who was bearing his child. Sesshomaru despised him for giving into weakness�. And for having what he couldn�t, he envied him.
Yet, fate had it on that very night, Sesshomaru would become the Lord of the Western Lands. He ruled the lands and killed with no hesitation. He was said to never have had a heart. He knew they were wrong. He once had a heart, but it had been destroyed by a man who hated his kind.
He wondered if he chose fate or if fate chose him. Was he destined to be alone or was he destined for greater things? He hated not knowing the answers. He knew that if fate chose him, he was destined for a life of loneliness, but if he chose fate, he would do everything in his power to give himself all he honorably deserved. That was the one thing he would never forget about his father. He knew just how much honor meant to him.
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The taiyoukai carefully stood while keeping his gaze on the moon. His secret would be safe for only the moon would witness the single tear that slid down his cheek.
To be continued�.

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****Credit for the poems; since I didn�t write them****

1. The first was Anonymous: In the autumn fields

From the early section of the love poems of the Kokinoshu

2. The second was by: Sheelagh Lennon: A Special World
3. The third was by: Anonymous: Untitled

*I know that the two are anonymous but, I still didn�t write them. If these were my poems I sure would take credit for them.*
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