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Rise Of The Shikon Miko	By : golden_eyes_hypnotize Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 2628 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or the characters herein. I make no money by this writing. This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people is all in your head.

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A/N: Thank you again to all of you keeping up with my story! I'm surprised and honored that so many people are giving ROTSM a chance and it's making me uber smiley!
Also, I just had to share my fortune I got from the cookie they gave me with my Chinese take out the other night. "There are many ways you can be hurtful, but only one way to heal. That is through love." I was totally psyched because that's what my story is about! Yay!
OK, on with the show...
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Chapter 18

The dark hanyou was coming to terms with the fact that something game changing had occurred, but that didn’t mean he liked it. More and more, he was losing the ability to see and interfere with his little obsession. For the past 18 hours she had completely disappeared. Kagura had followed the dog demon’s car after they left work together but wherever he had gone with the girl, most likely his home, was protected by the strongest magic. She had pulled the same disappearing act over the holidays and every day she had worked for several days.

Kagura hadn’t reported anything new, but he couldn’t help but notice that the mutt’s older brother had appeared at about the same time as this barrier his demon pet couldn’t penetrate.   Could the daiyoukai have figured out his connection to her and come up with a way to keep him from her? If he had, the dog would die for his interference and he would have to punish her for thinking she could ever be free of him. He grinned with malice as he thought of ways to punish his little slut.

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Inuyasha had spent every moment he wasn’t working since the big talk with his dad and brother tracking down Higurashi Onigumo. After her mother, Kaneko, had discovered how greatly her husband had depleted their savings and the significant college fund the grandparents had left for Kagome, she had thrown the bastard out and filed for divorce. She had been as yet unaware of the horrible things he had done to his own daughter over the years and remained so until Kagome finally came out about the abuse following the passing of her maternal grandmother later that year.

When she had found out, she had nearly gone crazy blaming herself for never noticing how accident prone her daughter was. She always accused her of being a hypochondriac and faking pain. It was always worse after Kaneko returned from a week or two away for a nursing conference or to do a guest lecture and she assumed her daughter was just clamoring for attention. In hindsight, it was all so obvious but she had been busy trying to achieve in her profession and provide a good life for her family, working three and four jobs at a time when her cold, alcoholic husband had gotten a convenient back injury and couldn’t work anymore.

Inuyasha had questioned Kagome’s mother about what she knew of his whereabouts. With haunted eyes, Kaneko had told him that the last she had heard from him, he had moved in with their wealthy next door neighbor and was looking for work. She hadn’t heard from him for years and said that she hoped he had died a long, slow death from liver failure and lung cancer and was rotting in hell.

From the Higurashi residence, Inuyasha went next door to visit the wealthy, old, American neighbor. He was so drunk Inuyasha had to keep shaking him to keep him awake while he answered his questions. Finally, he got the whole story: Onigumo had fallen down the stairs one night and suffered burns over most of his body. The two had been drinking and Onigumo had gone into the cellar to grab another couple bottles of alcohol. He had tripped on a step near the top of the staircase. He had had a lit cigarette in his mouth and been carrying three bottles of high proof liquor. The bottles smashed on the floor, the cigarette fell from his mouth and he went up like the he was made of tinder.

The old man had called the paramedics and they had rushed him to the local burn ward. Eli didn’t really leave the house much anymore so he didn’t visit the hospital, but he did call after a week to see how he was and the staff said he was no longer a patient. He figured the burns must have been less serious than they looked and he must have gotten hooked up with public assistance while in the hospital to get back on his feet. He never heard from him again.

Happy to get away from the stink of booze and sickness, Inuyasha had fled from the old man and had headed to the trauma and burn hospital for the city. He knew how hospitals worked and so came prepared. He dug in his trunk and slipped on his emergency pair of scrubs. He put on his ID tag but backwards so you couldn’t tell the facility. He swung by the local bake shop and picked up two dozen assorted pastries and to the coffee shop to pick up a travel box of fresh brewed coffee and fixings. He didn’t stop by the main desk to find out where to go but walked in like he owned the place and followed the signs for the Burn Intensive Care Unit.

When he got there, he struck gold. There was an old, crane demon secretary there at the desk with an empty cup of coffee who quite possibly had been sitting in that chair for centuries before they even built the place sitting looking at him like he was delivering manna from heaven. He set his offerings down behind the desk, shooing her when she tried to get up, and even filled her coffee cup for her before grabbing one of the boxes of just-baked pastries and waving it under her nose. She made him sit down for his trouble and told him everything he wanted to know.

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Smirking with fierce pride in his chosen, he said, “We have a plan.”

Kagome didn’t have to ask who “we” was. “So how long have you boys been plotting behind my back?”

“Since the beginning. Since this Sesshoumaru’s beast chose you. That night when I spoke with my father and brother, after we finished the business of our past, Father brought up your curse. Inuyasha had known immediately who was responsible.   Once we realized how powerful you must be as my chosen and what that meant, it was determined that I would further our relationship while guarding you. My sire is searching for the right miko to aide in your training and in the search for how to break the curse. Inuyasha is tracking the monster down.”

She couldn’t help but be surprised. A week ago, the family of inu had been living under their own sort of curse. Toga had kept a secret that had Sesshoumaru living at odds with them for centuries. While she was sure he regretted it wholeheartedly, as did Sesshoumaru, the fact was that this revelation had only happened days before and for their part, they all really seemed to have accepted it as water under the bridge and moved on to the next problem.

“So what do I get to do? I think I can safely assume you have my part all planned out as well?”

“Certainly. Right now it is your duty to come to bed.” He nuzzled her head as he practically purred the words.

Her heart was suddenly lodged somewhere in her throat, fluttering away and preventing her from speech. After a moment, she managed, “I think you mean go to bed.”

“As I have told you, this Sesshoumaru says nothing he does not mean.” He stroked her hair before continuing, “My brother tells me you suffer from nightmares and anxiety with regard to sleeping.”

‘Now that was an abrupt change of subject…’ Blinking, she agreed, “Yes, I do”

“And yet on both occasions with this Sesshoumaru you not only fell asleep easily in his arms, but also experienced unhindered sleep.”

‘Oh.’ “So you are suggesting…um…that I sleep with you?”

“It is no suggestion, miko.” With that, he slipped an arm under her knees and jumped to his feet as his chosen yelped and threw her arms around his neck.

As he carried her off to his chambers, she playfully glared at him, “You know, one of these days, that arrogance of yours is gonna get you in trouble.”

He looked down at her with amusement in his eyes and said in his rich baritone, “Are you suggesting you will be the source of this trouble, miko?”

“Hey! I’m not a miko yet, you can’t call me that!” Her lips twisted into a pout.

“Did your mother not warn you of the dangers of making such faces, miko?” he asked, breaking into a fanged smile when her eyes bugged out in outrage at his insistence on calling her by her soon to be title and she looked like she was about to retaliate physically. He would warn her about challenging him another time; she had a lot to digest and so he would tease her today.

Letting out her frustration in a huff, she replied, “Yeah, yeah. I’m old enough to know my face isn’t going to stick like that. Your threat lacks teeth.”

“Nooo, miko,” he purred. “You shouldn’t make faces like that unless you’re prepared for a demon to kiss them off your face.” And he stared at her lips to prove his point.

“Oh,” was all she could say as her body heated watching him staring at her. Regaining her senses in a flare of bravado, she slowly licked her lips.

He growled low and dangerous, his eyes never leaving her lips or the wet, pink, tongue that peeked out to entice him before he tossed her on the bed.

“Hey!” was all the indignation she was allowed to vent before he joined her on the bed, both clawed hands moving to hold her face as he dove in to teach her what she got for teasing him. As lips met and breath mingled, tongues teased and teeth nipped, it wasn’t long before he felt the lesson was getting away from him. He moved his mouth down to her neck, applying open mouthed kisses and nibbles the whole way and couldn’t resist stopping to mark her again, especially when her reaction was so in tune with his instincts. She fisted her hands in the hair at his scalp, trying to trap his head there despite her weaker body and moaned deliciously at his ministrations. She was running her petite toes up and down his calf through his dress slacks and it was driving him wild. Why did sense have to intrude at a time like this?

He removed her hands from his hair and held them down on either side of her head and threw his leg over her hips and straddled her. He definitely did not count on her response to being restrained. She moaned and squirmed and threaded her fingers through his and crimson bled in to his eyes as she cocked her head in mock submission and sent him the sultriest look he had ever seen in his long life. His very human chosen was behaving precisely as a powerful demoness would and his beast rejoiced at the rightness of it.

He closed his eyes to the sight of her with her lovely hair spread out on the pillow and took several deep breaths to calm his raging blood. Her squirming and moaning were definitely not helping matters. Gods, but he wanted to take her up on the offer in her eyes, but right now she needed sleep. It was already hours past her bedtime and they were meeting with his family tonight.

He growled in a way that demanded submission and though she seemed again to instinctually know the proper response as she ceased her movements and further bared her neck, there was no submission in her eyes as there would have been from any other female. Now that he had her attention, though, he lowered his head and nuzzled her neck. Against her skin he said, “It is past your bedtime, my chosen, and I hear you are not pleasant with insufficient sleep.”

Hefting an exaggerated sigh she acquiesced, “Fine. But I’m lodging a complaint with the demon who decided to get me all riled up before bed.”

“Noted,” he said before rolling off her and pulling her against him so her head rested on his shoulder.

She settled herself into his hold, throwing her arm over his chest and grumbled defiantly, “You know I’m never going to fall asleep now.”

He started a low, soothing growl in his throat and stroked her long midnight curls and within moments he heard the soft sounds of his miko’s shallow breathing as she passed into a deep, dreamless sleep. His smirk was immediate.

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