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Suffering and Rebirth	By : scattered-dimensions Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 8846 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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InuYasha and Kagome sat on the branches of Goshinboku in silent companionship overlooking the moon washed clearing holding the Bone Eater’s well. InuYasha couldn’t believe all the changes that had occurred in the past six years since Kagome first travelled through time.
She had revived his arrogant self and had led him on a quest that resulted in him finding a deeper meaning to life. He had a family now, the first one he’d had since his mother passed. He’d been so young when she left him and life for him had been grueling being a half-demon who didn’t fit in either world.
Then he had followed Kagome in the search for the Shikon jewel shards and killed Naraku. He was finally accepted for who he was, at least by the human populace. He had found contentment in his life and owed it all to the tiny girl leaning against his shoulder.
No, Kagome was a woman now something he noticed the moment she stepped out of Sango and Miroku’s hut.
He had left her a girl in the safety of her own time against his will and had spent every day of the past four years scoping out the inactive well anxiously awaiting her return. He knew she would come back. She had made him a promise to stay with him forever and Kagome never broke a promise.
He couldn’t even explain the full extent of the joy he felt when her scent wafted to him on the breeze. It was like comfort and the true sense of peace mixed with a happiness that had him bursting at the seams trying to contain it. Then he had seen her rushing from the hut, tears in her blue eyes and a smile on her face.
He hardly recognized her as the same person. She had changed so much. At first, his sluggish mind thought her to be a waking dream, but her scent gave away the truth jolting his brain to catch up with the warm, very real presence of her in his arms crushing the life out of him. She was sweet like cherry blossoms in the spring. No one smelled like Kagome.
She had always been an oddity and a constant in his life. He could always count on her to worry about him even when it was unnecessary and she always thought of him when they were separated. Her embrace told him everything before she had spoken the words that meant so much to him. He had thought of her every day, sometimes all day, during their separation and when she said she missed him, he knew, without a doubt, that she had thought of him just as much.
She had grown in their time apart. Her hair was as long as Kikyou’s had been, but that’s where the similarities ended between the two mikos. Kagome had lost the baby fat of her youth. Her face had slimmed down and her lips were fuller than he remembered. She had filled out into soft feminine curves that accentuated her petite stature perfectly and he had a hard time hating the look on her.
He had ribbed her about still being short and she responded with a half-hearted punch to the arm. Her hands were more delicate than they had been with long, rounded nails. Yes, Kagome had returned a woman and there was no denying that.
She also seemed rather reserved than her usual bubbly self, but Miroku had assured him it would pass in time. Kagome had just left her family to be with them. For now, she seemed relatively comfortable just being close to him and he wasn’t going to complain. He’d missed her something fierce. If she needed time, then that’s exactly what he would give her.
“InuYasha?” Kagome said softly breaking the silence.
He hummed his response enjoying the sound of her voice and the feeling of her warmth seeping into his arm.
“What do I do now that I’m here to stay?” She asked and InuYasha started, his eyes going wide.
He hadn’t expected her to ask him that sort of question. He was never good at giving advice. Kagome was always so sure of herself. She had the mind for planning whereas he didn’t. He honestly didn’t know what to say.
After a few moments she shifted beside him drawing his attention back to her. The look she had on her face almost terrified him. For the first time since he had met her, she just looked so…lost. He couldn’t stand it.
“You’ll stay with me.” He said spontaneously.
When his mind caught up with his mouth he blushed furiously and looked away hiding his face in his bangs.
“Thanks, InuYasha, but I don’t want to be a burden.” She said her voice hushed.
She didn’t sound very happy about his offer, but instead of getting offended, he chose to heed Miroku’s advice. She was an independent, head-strong woman who had just lost her family so to speak. Of course there would be a time of mourning and adjustment. He just needed to be patient.
“We’ll figure it out, Kagome. Don’t worry. You’re not a burden to anyone here.” He said confidently hoping she would hear the truth in his words.
He had hoped his assurances would lift her mood, but when he heard the tale tell sounds of sobs and smelled the salt of her tears, his heart dropped into his stomach. He hated it when she cried. It made him feel like an idiot, mostly because he didn’t know what he did or what to do to fix it.
He wrapped his arm around her out of instinct and she buried her face in his haori. He let her cry herself to sleep before drawing her into the safety of his lap and joining her in the land of dreams with his nose buried in her hair.

Noriko watched the couple from her perch in a nearby tree. She had overheard their conversation on their way to the Bone Eater’s well. You can imagine her surprise when she discovered the Miko had been away from her companions for over four years and had been the guardian of the Jewel of Four Souls. What a juicy discovery, though it held no bearing on what Noriko was doing here. She idly wondered if the girl knew of the treachery of demons against their kind, but the innocence the young woman exuded told her the answer. Kagome was completely oblivious.
InuYasha, however, remained an enigma. She hadn’t gained anything useful on his lineage and that was more than a little frustrating. Her mind had been plagued with memories of the past since laying eyes on him and she was certain he was a descendant of the previous Western Lord. Who else could trigger such a reaction? There were easier ways to discover her answers, but the very thought of seeing Lord Sesshomaru again made her stomach turn. She had no desire to look upon the face that resembled his.
So, instead she sat through several hours of complete silence observing the two and wound up nauseas anyway. The adoration they held for one another was disgusting and it was nearly painful to watch, but she forced herself to. It wouldn’t do to come this far and miss something. Her efforts though, were for naught.
When they finally succumbed to sleep, Noriko jumped from her hiding place and transformed back into her human form. She stretched enjoying the feeling of being in her skin once more. She found shape shifting to be restraining, but she could admit it had its uses. She would have never been able to survive as long as she had or acquire the knowledge she had without it.
She wondered back through the woods to her hut. She inspected each herb she had meticulously planted and found them to be flourishing quite beautifully. If InuYasha was who she thought, well, these little green lovelies would be vital to her plans. Kami help anyone who got in her way.
She drew water for a bath and poured herself a cup of sake, downing it in one gulp, the burn barely noticeable. She disrobed and inspected herself in front of the mirror. She was still young in appearance, everything just as it had been centuries ago. Her hair was shorter, but the same deep onyx it had always been and her eyes were a radiant emerald.
She was a beautiful woman and had been told so throughout the many years by just as many men. This too had its uses, ones she exploited to her fullest advantage. After leaving the Western Lands, she had done what she had to. Survival had been her main priority until the day she could finally repay her betrayer. Now, that day seemed to be quickly approaching and it made her almost giddy with anticipation.
She sunk into the heated water contemplating her next move. She had aroused suspicions earlier with her display of power as minute as it had been, so approaching the group in human form was out of the question. They wouldn’t be able to distinguish her from a regular cat in her animal form, not with her cloaking barrier in place, but the old Miko in the village was different and had years of knowledge to her advantage. She was sure to notice the difference in her aura. It was something she couldn’t afford. There had to be around it, but what?
Noriko sighed. Perhaps she was being too hasty. She had waited over 500 years to exact her revenge. What would another week or two hurt? She needed to set the board smartly. She would only get one chance. Her powers had been reserved for just this reason and she didn’t know if she would be able to muster enough strength to do it a second time, that is, if she ever got a chance for a second time. Failure was not an option.
She had witnessed the way InuYasha had used that sword and it was beyond her fighting abilities. Her purification powers were no use considering he was half human. At best, she would immobilize him for a week or more, but his personality told her that he would be just as dangerous in human form. The only plus would be the fact that he wouldn’t be able to wield that demonic sword of his.
Then there was the monk who was no push over himself. She knew from the way the houshi’s wife carried herself that she had some experience as a warrior and the neko, by nature, was very protective. Kagome was another chink in the chain, but her abilities had yet to present themselves. There were too many variables and if she learned anything about the display with the children earlier, it was that they would come together as a collective group to protect their own. That could be a serious problem and her demise.
Observation was the safest route for now. She had a feeling all would be explained in time and she could afford the humility of patience if only for a short while. Noriko allowed her head to rest on the lip of the tub and her mind wondered once again to a time and place she wished she could forget.
The doors to the Western Lord’s study slammed open with a very irate InuTaishio emerging from them and storming down the hall. Noriko felt her breath catch in her throat and she struggled to remain in control of her powers. It would be most unwise to allow her control to slip in the middle of a demon infested fortress. Besides, there was no real threat. Master InuTaishio’s youki was just oppressive at the moment due to his anger and it caused her reiki to flare in natural response.
He stalked up to her, his nostrils flaring as he attempted to regain control over himself. She knew what the meeting was about and had overheard part of the conversation, or yelling match as it were. InuTaishio wanted to travel his future lands, to familiarize himself with his subjects, but Lord Masahiro was vehemently against it and that had enraged the young Prince.
She could understand the views of both of them, but would stand by her Lord’s wishes if it came down to her decision. Master InuTaishio was very powerful in his young age, wielding a sword possessed by a demon from Hell, a blade that not even his father could handle. His presence in the surrounding human villages would disturb the locals and with their alliances still in infancy, it could prove disastrous. Still, she couldn’t bear to see him so upset.
“Master?” She inquired after he didn’t move from in front of her. Clearly he wanted something.
“Has father given you instructions for the day?” InuTaishio asked his temper still marring his deep voice.
“No, the day is my own to do as I please.” She answered respectfully.
“Then you shall accompany me.” He said and turned toward the exit leaving no room for argument.
Noriko blinked twice before her legs moved to follow. She watched his long, silver ponytail swing to and fro as he walked and was mesmerized by the way the sun glinted off of his spiked pauldrons. Only then did she realize they were outside the fortress walls heading to an unknown destination. She averted her eyes immediately once she realized she’d been staring. It wasn’t proper.
As if hearing her thoughts, InuTaishio stopped near a creek and set down on a fallen log. He looked up to her and flashed a rare smile turning her knees to mush. She had no choice but to sit beside him, lest she embarrass herself by falling down. He invoked strange reactions in her from the most simplistic things.
“Why do you serve my father?” He asked out of the blue, but it was a question she was accustomed to.
So many people asked her that, both human and youkai. It was strange to everyone that a Miko would willingly serve a Taiyoukai, but she believed it to be for the best for both species. She wished to set an example for generations to come.
“It is simple, Master InuTaishio. I believe a bridge needs to be made between our worlds. Not all demons are evil just as not all humans are good. There needs to be a happy medium where both mortals and demons can learn to work together. Lord Masahiro was the only one willing to try.” She answered and he nodded like usual.
“Father is most wise.” He said then paused to turn and face her. “I wish to know of these lands, of places I’ve never seen. Will you tell me of the ones you know?” He asked earnestly.
“Of course, Master.” She replied with a small nod.
“Please, Noriko, call me InuTaishio when we are like this.” He admonished gently, his golden eyes boring into hers.
She felt heat rise into her cheeks and an uncontrollable smile grew across her face. She nodded again and began describing the village she had come from while he sat with rapt attention hanging onto every word she spoke.
That evening, he escorted her back to her own personal chambers, her hand secured in the crook of his arm. He bid her pleasant dreams and bestowed a chaste kiss upon her knuckles. When she slept that night, her dreams were filled with the fading sunlight glinting off spiked armor, of silver hair, and golden eyes.

Noriko growled in frustration. Why did this keep happening? She stood from the water and slipped into her robe. She needed to meditate, to cleanse her mind of the phantoms of long ago. She had already lived it. She didn’t need a refresher. She left her hut in in irritation, not caring that she was inappropriately dressed. No one ventured this far in the woods after dark anyway and if they did, the high fence surrounding her property would keep out prying eyes.
She plopped down in the midst of her garden and took in several deep breaths to calm herself. It was a well-worn procedure, one she had done religiously over the years. She saw the flicker of jagged blue stripes on alabaster skin and closed off her mind. To her relief, the trance like state over took her immediately. She had a sneaking suspicion that even this wouldn’t help her before long, but she would cross that bridge when she got there. For now, she was going to enjoy the fleeting feeling of peace.
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