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Hime no Aisu	By : GrimLyght Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 25795 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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This chapter was a bit difficult to write up. Just an FYI, this chapter is a bit more focused on Naraku a bit. Wasn't meaning to, it's just how it played out.
We find out the truth between the hatred between Kasai and Taijiya families. (Sango and Naraku's fathers), and we get a bit more insight on Sess and Kags. Satomi is gonna try to use her wittiness to get the two together, got to love our Mimi-chan!
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The sound of the door shutting echoed over to Naraku’s ear. The sound of hesitant footsteps slowly made their way to his bed. The room was dark and cold, and to most people the figure approaching would remained mysterious - except Naraku knew who was in the room with him. He also knew the reason the wolf came.
This was a daily approach. Fight, apologize, be civil then repeat.
It was nothing but a vicious cycle. But he couldn’t leave all the blame on the wolf. He played a huge part in getting into those fights as well. During school, most of the fights that occurred between him and Kouga were mostly caused by him. He grew bored at school, so Naraku made it entertaining in the sense. Of course, no one could pin the evidence on him. He wasn’t that silly.
But those were mostly petty games, just to see how riled up the wolf could get. Part of him was beginning to wonder if he was a masochist secretly. Did he actually enjoy getting himself into a lethal fight with the wolf? He did find it enjoyable to see the wolf become so frustrated and angry, but to actually say if he truly loved getting into fights with Kouga? He figured not, that all it was for was to release the anger and resentment he held.
He wasn’t someone to always hold a grudge, because he found that once he did - it was hard to let the hatred go. It was hard for him to move past it all. Instead, he found himself holding a grudge against Kouga, and he probably won’t let it go until he knew the wolf would forever be out of his life - dead or alive. He didn’t care which of them either.
To him, as long as he never had to deal with the tension, the hatred, the resentment - he was free. But there was a always price to freedom.
Should the person trade breath for freedom? It was always a hard choice. What mattered most? Eventually said person would always come to realize that both equally shared worth, but none were easy to gain.
Sitting in silence, Naraku kept his red gaze towards the slight opening of the window. He watched the snow on the window crystallize against the glass while the moon’s light gave the unique snowflakes a sparkle. It was quite beautiful, but all winter reminded him was loss and sorrow.
He hated the cold air. It reminded him of the cold chains on his body. He will forever be trapped in this hell life, with no guarantee of happiness. There was more of a chance that he’d go rogue, than remain onto that single thread of sanity to still be normal. All winter did was remind him how cold and alone he truly was, and all he wished was that one day Spring will thaw him out and warm him. Accept him.
Love him.
Sighing, he finally looked over to Kouga and cocked a brow. “Hello.” He coldly whispered.
“Hey.” Kouga replied.
This was pointless. There was no use in coming in here to apologize when they both knew they’d be back fighting all over again. There was too much between them that a simple sorry just didn’t mean nothing anymore.
Kouga used it far too much that he wasn’t even sure ‘Sorry’ was an actual apology. Hell, he had hard times convincing himself that it was. It just held no more true meaning anymore.
Standing by the edge of the spider’s bed, he turned his blue gaze towards Naraku’s red orbs. He hated looking into those hellish eyes. He hated being in the same room with the guy whose name meant ‘Hell’, literally. There was nothing good about this spider hanyou, yet he saw first hand how hard Naraku tried to do good.
He fought to be himself. He never shied away to help his friend in need. He respected those who showed courage and honor. Hell, the guy had more respect than Kouga did with his men. Just because he looked terrifying and held a dark glare in those hellish eyes, it didn’t mean that Naraku was bad.
It didn’t mean that the guy was as evil and twisted as everyone said he was. Even though he witnessed some of the hanyou’s work first hand, and heard many of second hand from his own men - he knew Naraku didn’t do it for fun. He didn’t just do it for enjoyment. The guy did it to gain respect, fear from those lower than him, and to have debtors pay debts.
He was a business man, and he did both the dirty jobs and the clean ones. That said a lot.
Kouga knew that Naraku could have anyone take the dirty jobs. Hell, the guy could hire anyone to work for him while he did nothing but sit and smoke those cigars all day. No, instead the guy worked his ass off, kept up with everything and made sure shit was done right.
And that, he respect the spider. He hated to admit it, but he did respect Naraku.
Hell, there were even times he hated the fact that he tortured the guy when they were younger. There were times he felt absolutely sick because of it, but he never stopped. He continued on picking on the guy. And now that final straw was broken when Hakkaku and Ginta died. Because of this bullshit rivalry, he lost two of his best friends.
If he didn’t get woken up by one of his men in the office, he wouldn’t have taken it upon himself to watched the video clip of what happened. Because he was in such shock, he was hoping that the incident didn’t happen, but instead he saw everything from the beginning to the end. And it was then he felt his stomach tighten in knots as he watched his best friend aiming to kill Naraku.
He also noticed that Naraku was only trying to push him away, but by doing so Hakkaku lost his balance and hit the back of his head. It was then he knew he needed to fix this. They had to fix this.
And here he was, standing in this cold dark room, looking at Naraku.
“We need to talk.” Kouga stated coldly.
“This is new. Usually this always starts and ends with you apologizing and leaving.” Naraku smirked with a huff through his nose. Turning his gaze away, he continued to look outside. “Speak.” He finally ordered out.
“What happened?” He knew what happened. He saw the video, but he had to hear it for himself. He had to know Naraku wasn’t lying.
Sighing, Naraku finally shrugged and spoke up in a cold tone. “I was stopped by Hakkaku who then proceed to hit my jaw and after that tried to land more hits while I was down. I pushed him off and he lost balance and fell back, hitting his head on a sharp corner.” He finished, keeping his gaze aimed outside and praying for this visit to end quickly.
No lies. He spoke the truth and it was laced with venom as Kouga listened and stood there for a moment longer. So, it was his best friend that caused all this hell to happen. “Did he say why?” He felt the need to ask.
“For what I did to his arrogant cousin when he refused to pay back. The guy I made choke on his own vomit.” Naraku added, turning his glare over to Kouga. He felt no regret in his actions. He knew there would always be repercussions in his life and work and he was fine with that. He did deserve the ass beating Hakkaku tried to lay on him, but the second the wolf hit his weak spot - he knew the wolf was trying to kill him.
Did he mean to kill the wolf in return? No. As a matter of fact, he didn’t want the wolf to die. He didn’t want anyone to die except for his mother! But it happened, and there was nothing he could do about it.
“Alright.” Kouga stated. The reason was good enough but it still didn’t matter. While Hakkaku had good intentions of gaining revenge, it still wasn’t worth the blood that was spilled tonight. Nothing was worth blood spill. “I destroyed the evidence.” He mentioned.
“Evidence?”
“There was a video surveillance clip that caught the entire scenario.” Kouga informed. “I destroyed the tape, so you won’t have to worry about that.”
“Is that why you came here? You saw the tape and you wanted the incident confirmed?” Naraku scoffed with a shake to his head. Typical, but hey if the tables were reversed, he’d done the same.
If he saw his best friend die by Kouga’s hands, all rationality and reason would be out the window and blood rage would consume him seeking revenge. He’d be Sesshomaru the second he arrived and saw the entire scene of Kouga stabbing him. He knew he couldn’t be a hypocrite. What could would this all do in being a two face when he’d of done the same?
Sighing, he finally looked over to Kouga and gave a single nod. “I accept the apology. And you’re right, we do need to talk but I think it’d be more appropriate on neutral ground with both our fathers. It’s time we put a stop this this.”
“I agree.” Kouga nodded. “See you then.”
Watching the wolf leave the second he bowed his head, Naraku was once again left in the cold silent room. He was alone now, with his thoughts once again. How long will it be until he could finally be free from the demons chasing him? Or will he fall prey to them once and for all?

“Are you not going to answer me?”
Nails. Scratching. On. Metal. That was all Katsu heard was nails scratching on metal. If he could, he’d tape the wolf’s mouth shut but that just wasn’t the option. Their flight had finally came into landing, and they were now in a private vehicle on their way to the hospital. The quiet he wanted was just not going to be granted to him.
Reaching into his coat, he pulled out his cigar tin, retrieved a cigar and placed the tin back into the inside pocket. Clipping the end, he placed the other into his mouth and lit the clipped end. Relaxation finally surrounded his sense as the taste of burning tobacco filled his nostrils and lungs. Exhaling, he licked his lips to taste the unique flavor left on them and finally turned to speak to Sado. “You were saying?”
“I should kill you.” Sado glared, watching smoke fill the car and intoxicating his own high keen nose. It was disgusting and annoying smelling tobacco. He hated the smell because it reminded him so much of Natsu! “Are you going to open the window anytime soon?”
“Nah.” Natsu smirked while taking another hit of his cigar. “Since you are trying so hard to gain my attention, I figured smoking buddies was what you wanted. If you want to speak, now is the time old friend. Now is the time!” He chuckled wickedly while puffing on his cigar.
Growing fed up, he decided to lower his own window and gave a ‘hah!’ expression. “As I was saying. The contract will need to be discussed eventually.”
“Again with the contract!” Katsu shook his head and decided to lower his own window to flick the ashes off his cigar into the wind. “I have already decided. There will be no contract. Once Kirai is dead, she is dead. The contract will never be renewed.”
“Ah, but that is where you are wrong!” Sado glared. “The blood of Kirai will keep the contract open and remaining. Meaning, Naraku had her blood.” He stated confidently.
He knew this would come up. Hell, he knew the guy would try anything to still have the Kasai corporation under his ruling thumb. The thing is, Natsu knew this before anything. Even with the oath, he made sure that Kirai would only be the one he would deal with. Her name was the seal, not her blood. Granted, it was still a blood oath, but Natsu wasn’t an idiot back then.
Even though he was still tricked in still serving the yakuza, that didn’t mean he didn’t take extra caution with the oath him and Kirai made. When she said her blood will seal all, and forever they will be mated and all that bullshit - forever faithful, he made sure only her name sealed the deal.
He knew about blood oaths, especially since he had to deal with them daily in trails with yokais and hanyous who done blood oaths. They were tricky and if you were made aware of one tiny fact, you’d be fucked for life. And that is where Katsu held the upper hand.
With a grin, he inhaled another puff and blew out a few smoke rings. “Her name is the only thing that sealed that deal.”
His eyes widened in shock at that revelation. Looking over to Katsu, he wanted to strangle the man where he sat. “What?”
“Oh, I know you heard me with that sharp hearing of yours.” Katsu smirked. “But I don’t mind repeating myself to get that delicious reaction from you. Her name was the only thing that sealed the deal. Not her blood.” He grinned taking a couple more puffs.
“You bastard!”
“Actually, my parents were married and my father is my real father. Unlike you, the infamous bastard child of Yukimura Kakutama.” Katsu corrected, knowing the further he kept this up, he would end up injured or dead.
Sure enough, it wasn’t much until Sado reached over to choke the human only to have the driver come to a complete halt with both the driver and passenger aiming a lethal weapon towards Sado. “I ask that you remove your claw away from Our Master’s body, please.” The male in the passenger side demanded firmly.
Looking at the two pistols in their hands, Sado cursed silently realizing the guns weren’t just any normal weapons. No, these were the special types that could actually hurt and kill a hanyou or yokai. Even though he was powerful, and a shot might hurt him slightly, he wasn’t going to go through the trouble. Huffing, he moved back into his spot and stared out the window.
Smiling to himself, Katsu nodded to the men and continued to smoke his cigar. Being a human sure had it’s disadvantages, it was why he made sure he wouldn’t be caught dead without some reinforcement to make sure he still kept power.

The tension in the waiting room was now awkward. Everyone had decided to let the time pass by as they all sat in the waiting room, since Naraku decided he wanted to be left alone. They didn’t blame the guy with everything that currently was going on, and right now it was probably best to have him calm knowing far well Katsu would be in panic.
But the silence wasn’t lived long as Kohaku looked over to Satomi and noticed Sango missing. Clearing his throat, he got her attention and glared. “Where is my sister?”
“In the bathroom.” Satomi replied back with a smirk.
“How long has she been in there?” He asked suspiciously.
“It’s that time of the month, so don’t bother trying to comprehend what a girl has to go through when in the bathroom. Alright?” She clicked her tongue while turning her attention over to Bankotsu who currently was sitting beside Sesshomaru.
Both of them were on egg shells knowing they should have prevented Kouga from coming into the hospital at all costs. Of course she was being somewhat unreasonable, but right now she was nauseous, upset and her emotions were no longer under her control.
The others were casually ignoring the tension, or trying to catch some sleep before Katsu arrived. Shippo and Souta were sitting side by side, whispering about video game and comic books. Eventually Tsubaki found his way over and they began to talk about sports. Miroku and Kikyo were both sitting further away from the group, bored and close to sleeping like Jakotsu and Inuyasha.
Midnight strolled by, and everyone was now looking at two o’clock. They knew it wouldn’t be long until Katsu arrived, but the wait was what killed everyone. Since no one was allowed in the back to converse with Naraku and make sure the man was alright, everyone was stuck sitting in the uncomfortable chairs bored.
Satomi and Sesshomaru had left outside, and Kagome was now sitting awkwardly in her chair trying to figure out what had happened earlier. She could still feel Sesshomaru’s lips against hers and as much as she kept telling herself to forget about him, she just couldn’t do that. She felt like an abused spouse just coming back for more abuse. It was making her sick at how strong her feelings were growing for him.
Meanwhile, outside in the cold air, Satomi couldn’t help but stare in worry at her friend. Her heart was racing with anticipation and anxiety, she was almost to scared to ask why Sesshomaru would blatantly say he was scared. What was he scared of? Falling in love too? Liking someone?
The air was no longer cold as the wind finally died down and all that surrounded them was a icy silence. The snow flakes lightly dusting the air causing an almost peaceful scene around them. For a moment time froze, and everything was still as they both looked each other in the eyes. She noticed the fear. He noticed the confusion.
Secrets were still hidden, and the nightmares would forever be there.
“Why are you scared, Sess?” She finally asked as her heart ached unknowingly.
“You wouldn’t understand.”
“Tell me.”
“There is no point.” He stated firmly, turning away from her.
Reaching out, she clutched onto his arm and pulled him back. Tears gathering into her eyes, she swallowed hard and shook her head. “What is wrong? Tell me.” She pleaded.
‘What should I do? I can’t lie to her again.’ But even with everything running through his head as he looked straight into her eyes, he remained silent. There would be no point in letting her know. There would be no point in say everything to her when she already knows so much. What good would any of this do if he told her of his abuse that she wasn’t aware of?
What good would any of this do? Telling anyone will still do nothing but let others see into his private life! He rather keep it all hidden, secret and away from those he cares about. He will forever be stuck in hell, and this he has come to terms with. There is no reason to drag anyone else down with him.
No one should know about the torment he suffers daily with his mother. No one!
Taking in a deep breath, he gave a faint smile and shook his head. “It’s nothing Mimi-chan. I was just scared of a little change.”
It wasn’t a lie. Nor was it all the truth. He knew now that Kagome was capable of healing a part of him he never thought would be healed. He didn’t like that fact one bit, since he knew good things never come without a price to pay.
“I don’t believe you, but I won’t push any further. You aren’t as talented in lying as you think you are, Sess.” She smiled gently while patting his shoulder. “I don’t know why you’re scared, of what made it surface but I do know there is a light in your eyes now.”
His brought his brows together in confusion at her statement. ‘Light?’ Suddenly, he felt her hand lift up to his cheek and for once he felt nothing. There was no warmth.
No sanctuary in her touch. It made his heart break but not in pain. It was a strange feeling to what he was experiencing right now. He just knew that her touch no longer carried the warmth he sought out all these years. His best friend was no longer his true savior, and for the first time in in a long time - he felt hope.
“I see hope-” She finally commented with the warmest smile he’d ever seen.
Looking up into his eyes, she felt her heart beating with relief. Tears begging to come out from the joy she felt. All that was left now was bringing him and Kagome together finally. His true salvation was just around the corner and they both knew it.

Sitting in silence, Kagome continued to think about earlier. The kiss she felt from Sesshomaru and how her heart raced with so many emotions. She was furious that her first real kiss came and went like a flame in a wind. She was hurt that the rejection she felt was only increasing making her heart sink with humiliation and hurt. But she felt a slight sting of happiness, because of the warmth she felt from him.
She wasn’t sure how, but she knew that deep down inside that kiss - he meant it.
But why would he run away? Why would he torment her so much? Did he enjoy making her squirm with humiliation and rejection, that he was actually getting off from it? Was this prince truly this sadistic? But no matter how much she tried to hold onto the anger, she couldn’t.
Her heart refused to let her. Her mind begged her to stop the nonsense, but she wouldn’t listen. All she wanted right now was to see Sesshomaru once more, see if he would look at her this one time. She needed the answer. She needed to know if there was some chance he could care about her, and he was just nervous to show it.
Suddenly, as if on call, she heard footsteps coming down from the hall to reveal Satomi and Sesshomaru along with two others men. Interested in the two behind her cousin, she watched as Bankotsu raised from his seat quickly and made his way to shake hands with the man who was almost a spitting image of Naraku.
Unlike the spider hanyou, Katsu had short, finger-waved black hair with a violet hue that shined against the light. His eyes were a strong bluish color, almost close to violet and he stood equally tall to Sesshomaru. He was dressed in a black business tailor made outfit, pin stripped fashion, with black leather shoes to finish it off.
He held no aura of a demon. As a matter of fact, Kagome actually felt a sense of security and love from the man. He was intimidating, but he held no ill-will or darkness to him.
Rising from his seat, Miroku gently placed Kikyo against the chair while he made his way to his father. Unlike Naraku, Miroku only gained his father’s eyes and height. The rest was solely from his mother’s side. Either way, there was still a resemblance between the two that showed they were father and son.
“Otousan, you made it!” Miroku whispered loudly. Smiling with a bow, he was caught of guard the second he felt his father grasp him into a tight embrace. It was then he noticed just how terrified his father was. He was shaking in fright, Miroku was sure that if he wasn’t supporting his father, he’d of fallen to the ground.
“How is your brother?” Katsu whispered into a broken voice.
“Awake.” Miroku replied, patting his father’s back. He felt the tension from his father ease up, but it wasn’t by much. Pulling away, he finally saw the crimson haze in his father’s eyes - brightening his bluish violet eyes - that warned that any minute, he was sure to break down and cry.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Katsu looked over to Sesshomaru and nodded. “Lead the way.”
“Of course.” Sesshomaru nodded.
“Hey, what about me?” Sado clicked his tongue while raising a brow.
“Sit and die for all I care. Or sniff your own ass, or whatever you wolves do.” Katsu snarled while following after Sesshomaru, leaving a very dumbfounded group behind.
Scoffing, Sado then turned to looked over to the others who didn’t bother to meet his own eyes. Inhaling sharply, he turned on his heel and left back to the car waiting outside. He rather be there than in a room of disrespectful people. Who were they to treat Sado Kakutama like a commoner!?

She knew this would not turn out well. She had been gone for over an hour, and she still had yet to leave Naraku’s side. She wasn’t even sure how she ended up on his bed, straddling him and kissing him like her life depending on it.
All she remembered was sneaking into his room, and seeing a smile on his face but what troubled her most was the torment she saw in his ruby eyes. She ached to heal the anguish he was suffering from. Everything was a blur after she stepped foot into his room.
Click.
The door echoed against his ears, and he let a smile graze over his saddened expression as he saw her. She was beautiful as always, and for once he was glad Kouga really had no aim. He wasn’t sure how he would be able to handle leaving this life without telling Sango how he really felt.
Of course they had shared their hearts to one another, but he never got to tell her that he fell for her. He fell for her the second he laid eyes on her. She was all he ever thought about, and all he ever dreamed about. And to have her still accept him after his dark confession, he never thought he could fall for her even more.
Standing in silence, the tension gathering between them - Sango looked over to him wondering what her next move should be. Did he want her in here? She remembered that he wanted to be left alone for the rest of the night, but she couldn’t have that. She disobeyed his orders, but deep down inside she was glad she did because right before her she saw the hell that was being carried in his eyes.
Stepping slowly forward, their eyes never leaving each other, Sango finally found herself by his bedside and without a second to spare she confessed. “I was so worried. I couldn’t tell you earlier, because I was afraid Kohaku would hear.” She swallowed the lump in her throat and felt her tears pouring. “I was so scared that I’ve lost you. I can’t hold back anymore.”
Reaching up, he let his hand caress her now wet cheek. “Sango-” He whispered, letting her know he was patiently waiting until she was ready to say whatever. Be it good or bad. He will wait.
“I love you-” She choked on her sobs. Her heart lightened from the weight. She finally admitted to not only him, but to herself as well. She was in love with this spider hanyou - good and the bad. She didn’t care because to her, this man is what she fell in love with since the beginning. “I love you Naraku-”
His heart felt like it was about to burst from the happiness he felt. The pain he felt from the stab was no longer there, and he found himself pulling her quickly onto his lap and sinking his hands into her dark, chocolate locks. Looking into her beautiful chocolate eyes, he confessed back. “I love you Sango-”
And here they were, kissing like each other was air and life. He gripped his hold into her locks, pulling her closer to him as he inhaled her scent and devoured her lips in a passionate kiss. Gasping at the possession, she found herself slipping further into his hold as she no longer felt control of her body. Her moans were soft and almost a whisper, knowing any louder and they would have people wondering what was going on in here.
Neither of them wanted this moment to end. They wanted to be here, together without no fear of being hurt or torn apart.
“Sango-” He whispered in a husky tone, looking up at her as he let his fangs graze against her bottom, plump lip.
He was hard with need. The craving to have her under him, deep insider her, having her cry out his name in ecstasy as he took her and made her his completely. He needed this. He wanted it! He craved it! Her arousal so thick in the air, but he caught her nervousness. He knew that nervousness all to well.
Rumors had always gone about him sleeping with anything in a skirt. Hell, most people thought he was Jak’s lover with how awkwardly close they were. But he’d never done anything more than making out and fingering. It wasn’t that he was waiting, he just never got turned on by any other woman. He couldn’t have a rumor go around that he was incompetent. That was worse than being called a virgin - in his eyes.
But right now, he knew that Sango was the one he truly needed. That his primitive nature truly called out to. He needed to have her right here, but he wasn’t a savage to take both their virginities in such a foul place.
Hissing from the shifting movement of her pelvic pressing against his cock, he finally gained back some control before he said ‘fuck it’ and find himself buried in her warmth. Panting, they both looked into each other’s eyes, oblivious to everything around them. Nothing no longer existed. Time was no longer of an essence as they sat on the hospital bed, staring into each others eyes, and quietly begging for this to continue further on.
Leaning down once more, she kisses him with such a need so raw she couldn’t help but moan. Swallowing her moan, he gripped onto her hips and thrust up against her aroused sex. Blast her clothes. If only she was wearing a skirt, this would be all easy to just take that final step.
“Be mine-” He whispered against her wet, bruised lips. “Be my mate, Sango.”
Her heart soared at his proposal. She no longer cared about what Kohaku or her father had to say. She knew deep in her heart this is what she needed. This is what she wanted most in life. Her Naraku to belong only to her. Smiling, she nodded and they found themselves once more falling into a passionate, heavy kiss.
Suddenly, the door came open and in came Katsu with a smile of relief on his face only to fade away the instant he noticed his son wasn’t alone in the room. His heart stopped, and anger seeped in. “What is the meaning of this?” He shouted out in anger, wanting answers immediately.
Naraku quickly shielded Sango away from his father, and tried his best to sit up to answer. Both of their hearts were racing with fear as they looked into the eyes of Hell itself and they knew any moment, this would end badly for them.
Swallowing, he finally replied back. “I love her.” It was stupid. It was foolish. But it needed to be said.
“You are too young to understand love! She is nothing but trash! Are you trying to ruin yourself son into misery and poverty? You!” He finally turned his attention to Sango. “Leave this instant and stay away from my sons, you cheap whore!”
Anger finally seeped in, and Naraku found himself pinned his father to the ground. His own wound began to bleed once more, but luckily it wasn’t as bad since his healing ability was slowly regenerating the wound. “You will not speak ill of my mate.” He growled down at his father. “Why can’t you just be happy for us?”
Trying to fight against his son’s death grip, he noticed something in Naraku’s eyes that he had never seen since he was a small boy. Tears were filling up in his eyes, and eventually began to fall down onto his own cheeks.
“Naraku!” Sango raced over, trying to pull him off Katsu. “Please, don’t do this Naraku. I am not worth you killing your father over.” She felt her tears falling as she finally got Naraku to reluctantly release him. Holding him tightly to her body, she looked over to Katsu who was slowly sitting up with a shocked expression. “I’m sorry. This is all my fault. I’ll leave, I promise. I just wanted to let him know that I love him. Don’t hate your son. Please.”
“Please! I’ll leave, just don’t hurt him anymore! I’ll go, just leave him be!”
Blinking rapidly, Katsu watched in horror as he felt a sense of déjà vu shadow over him. All over again, he saw Sango’s mother as clear as day. It was like that night never left him, as he saw Naraku as himself and Sonya holding onto him, pleading with Takano Taijiya to let him go. He remembered the rivalry now. His best friend, Takano, who he grew up with since childhood - they both had fallen in love with the same woman. But in the end, he lost her and ever since he never wanted anything to do with the Taijiya family.
But when he saw Sango when Miroku brought her over, he couldn’t help but feel the tinge of pain in his heart as she looked so much like his beloved Sonya. And he vowed since then that he would never let neither of his boys marry her, because deep down - he resented her.
He hated her for giving up so easily.
But here he was, seeing the same like that day. He now understood how much Sonya truly loved him. And because of his selfishness, his son would suffer the same fate.
Clutching tightly to her, he shook his head. “No, you aren’t leaving me. I won’t allow it!” He begged.
It was best this way. She rather have Naraku still alive and breathing, with no remorse of killing his father than be with him. She didn’t want him to live with that, knowing that he had to kill his father to be with her. It was wrong. She refused for it to be this way.
Crying against him, she just continued to say it was best. It was all she kept saying until she felt a palm on her shoulder. Both Naraku and Sango looked up the second they felt another hand on them, and right beside them they saw Katsu. “I was foolish.”
“What?” Naraku spoke up.
“I was foolish, and because of that I almost let my son suffer the same fate as I once did.” Katsu whispered. “I’m sorry.”
Meanwhile, behind them, Sesshomaru and Bankotsu were immediately in the room ready to do anything. Blinking in confusion, the two looked at the three people on the ground. “Uhm, you guys alright?” Bankotsu asked, wondering why Naraku was even doing off the bed with blood staining his gown.
“It was just a misunderstanding.” Katsu smiled gently. “We’re alright.”
“You sure?” Bank asked once more.
“Yes.” Katsu replied. “Uhm, Sango-” He finally turned his attention over to the young girl. “If you don’t mind, I would like to talk with my son in private though.”
“Hai, Kasai-sama.” She bowed her head in respect.
“Just call me Katsu. And thank you.” He smiled, finally watching everyone else leave while both him and Naraku slowly made their way up onto their feet. Helping his son to his bed, he sat him down and pulled the chair up beside him.
“Why the change of heart?” Naraku finally asked, not feeling slightly right about how everything went down.
“That my boy, is a story for another time. We have more pressing matters to talk about.” Katsu sighed. “Get comfortable, cause I’m not leaving until I get every single detail.”

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.
Next Chapter: The father and son talk. Sesshomaru's thoughts about Kagome. Satomi has a talk with her brother, Shippo. Winter vacation now in question after Rin recieves a phone call from Miyo.
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