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Chapter 20
“Sesshomaru-sama! Kitana-sama! Look what Rin
caught!”
Just as the three girls arrived in the camp, so
did a very excited Rin, followed by a sulking Shippo and two laughing boys.
Sesshomaru was graciously seated upon a large, flat rock at the periphery of
the place, his fur pelt and hairs creating a white halo similar to a cloud
around his body. His face was as blank as usual, but for a moment, he felt an
intense desire to laugh out loud. Which he did not.
“Rin, that’s so great! You caught it all by yourself?”
said Kitana, laughing her heart out.
“It’s not fair, I saw it first!” Shippo was not
in a good mood, and with a reason. Both kids were dirty with mud, but as Rin
only had her feet and hands muddy, Shippo was literally caked in the stuff. Rin
had a large crayfish between her hands, already cleaned of all innards.
“Shippo, you can’t catch crayfish by the tail
or they nip you! You have to first grab the pincers or give them a stick to
grab,” patiently explained the young girl.
“Yeah, yeah, you told me that like a million
times! But you know what, you should have told me before that thing nipped me and threw me in the mud!
Now the whole camp was laughing, minus
Sesshomaru. While Miroku placed the shellfish on a stick and restarted the
fire, everyone listened to Rin’s tale of how easier it was to fish in a dry
river, for only some puddles of water were left and the animals couldn’t get anywhere.
Meanwhile Jaken came back empty-handed, but he was glad to receive his share of
the crayfish even though he ranted all along about how shellfish have to be
boiled not roasted.
Kagome did keep enough water to prepare the
last cups of ramen that she hid from Inuyasha; although the kids would probably
be the only ones to eat their fill on this morning, the rest of the travellers
would have something to put their teeth on as well. As she boiled the water and
distributed the steaming plastic cups all around the place, Kitana’s curious
eyes did not leave her once. When she got her hands on one of the cups, she
couldn’t refrain from asking about it.
"Kagome, tell me… Where does this bowl
come from? And the bottles containing the water? They are… very foreign…"
Kagome took on an embarrassed look and gave a
very forced laugh.
"Hehehe, yes they are from my birthplace.
I come from some place, you know, and technology there is a little more…
advanced?"
Kitana's gaze was putting a lot of pressure
upon the girl. Kagome and all her friends emitted strong waves of worry and it
intrigued Kitana to no end. She frowned, and pushed her a little further.
"Kagome, I… do not want to insult you, but
I have travelled a lot in this land and I must say that this material is yet to
be invented here. Even the ingredients used in its making are unknown here, let
alone all the science needed to extract, purify and transform them. It will be
a long time, maybe centuries, before anybody here would succeed in making such
a thing. You must come from a very, very far away place," she ended,
staring intently at Kagome.
Silence fell upon the group, only broken by the
children laughter coming from the drying river. Everybody looked at each other
carefully, evaluating their options. Of course they couldn't divulge Kagome's
origins, but they had never met such an insistent youkai before; a youkai
well-versed in the future technologies, it seemed. Miroku was puzzled; he was
becoming more and more cautious of Kitana and her questions, and Inuyasha and
Sango’s natural hostility toward the ebony female only grew worse. Something
was definitively not right with her and it disturbed them not to know what.
"Well, eh eh, it's just that, I come from
far away, you couldn't have travelled there Kitana. Do not bother yourself with
that and enjoy the meal!" answered a very uneasy Kagome.
Never leaving her face, Kitana's eyes were
boring holes into Kagome's soul.
"Tell me, Kagome... From what world are
you, exactly? Sirius, maybe, or Orion? And how did you get the authorization to
come on a forbidden planet? Has the status of this planet been changed in the
last centuries?"
--
Sesshomaru was listening intently to the
ongoing conversation. He did not care in the slightest about the origins of his
half-brother's wench, but if humans from more advanced worlds had started to
come to earth, it would have multiple implications for him, especially
considering their weapons and their attitude toward youkai. The clumsy young
priestess did not struck him as a dangerous being, and humans were nothing to
him but a hindrance; except if they arrived here with the type of weapons that
Kitana had experienced.
The rest of the group was totally silent,
almost shocked. Sango was keeping her reserved attitude and Miroku and Kagome
were openly flabbergasted, but Inuyasha almost fell off of his feet laughing
his head out.
"Oi, you think she comes from another
planet, don't you? Well, sometimes I wonder about it myself! What if she was a
little green alien! E.-T. phone home!" said Inuyasha, laughing so hard he
was almost crying.
"Well, how else can you explain your
singularities? The technologies your birthplace has developed would have spread
quickly all over the land if it truly existed here, yet there is no sign of
this. So you brought it here from another world. The conclusion is
simple."
"So this is why I didn't understand."
Everybody stilled, looking at Miroku who was
deep in his thoughts.
"You are the one who is not from this
world, Kitana-sama, aren't you?"
Kitana simply opened her mouth, not knowing
what to say. She had not been very clever, how foolish of her. As she did not
refute his affirmation, Miroku felt compelled to explain himself.
"You see, Kitana-sama, you have been a
complete mystery for me since our first encounter,” he said, stroking his chin
between his fingers. “You do not have any discernable demonic aura, you are not
bothered by my holy sutras and you are strong and powerful. Yet, you are kind
to humans and youkai alike. The jewel shards have no effect on you. And now,
you speak of other worlds as if their existence was obvious and well-known,
which it is not. Kagome-sama was born in this world, but what about you?” he
asked.
A pregnant silence fell on the group. Broken by
a tiny girlish voice.
“Kitana-sama comes from the stars! She was
flying amongst them, when she fell on earth and went to sleep in a cocoon for
years and years! Rin was not even born when it happened! We met when Rin was
very sick, and Kitana-sama healed Rin and then woke up and travelled with us!”
Kitana gathered the small child into her lap,
smiling at her. Looking back at the stunned group, she spoke.
"Out of the mouths of babes comes the
truth! Kagome," she said to a very puzzled girl, "I will tell you my
story, but if you tell me yours afterwards. I give you my thrust, can you give
me yours?" Kagome nodded slowly, eliciting a "feh" from
Inuyasha, who then turned around to show them his back. Sango and Miroku looked
at each other with worry in their eyes. Their friend's origin was important to
keep secret for some people wouldn't resist questioning her about the things to
come, or worse, the well could be destroyed.
"As odd as it may seem to you, Rin is
saying the truth. I do come from a world beyond the stars, a place very far
away. I arrived here by accident hundreds of years ago and I cannot go back. I
met Sesshomaru and his group some months ago. I was awakened from a long
slumber just after Rin finished healing from a disease that plagued her. So you
are right, Miroku, I am not a youkai; I am... something else, that's all."
Miroku was deeply set in his thoughts, looking
at Kitana with slit eyes. Sango, however, was not that patient. Frowning, she
spoke.
"Tell me, how is it possible to live
amongst stars? Everyone knows that stars are just the manifestation of dead
spirits in the skies; no one can come from there. Are you a spirit?"
Kitana was awaiting such a question, but
surprisingly it was Kagome who answered.
"You see Sango, in fact stars are just
like our sun, except they are far away in the universe. The Earth just floats
around the sun, and most other suns have planets similar to Earth around them.
It has not been proven yet that there is life elsewhere in the universe, but it
is highly probable. However," she added, frowning, "having a being
from another planet here on Earth is... difficult to believe. If I remember
well, the distance between here and the nearer solar system is so great that it
would take centuries to travel this distance, even at a speed near the speed of
light."
Kitana cocked her head to the side.
"You are right Kagome, you are right.
Different ways of travelling have been developed, which included putting the
travellers in a deep sleep so they wouldn't age while the ship travelled.
However the most recent technologies allow the space to be... bended, in a way,
so distances are shorter."
"Bending space? Wow, I would never have even
imagined that to be possible! So you came here on a ship that could do that?
Where is it?"
"My ship exploded as it crashed in the
ocean." Lifting a brow, she added "so won't you tell me how you know
that much? Even Sesshomaru wasn't as knowledgeable as you are about space and
planets, even though he has had centuries to gain this information. Humans here
do not know about such things…"
Kagome turned red, and stuttered "well,
erh, you see..."
Kitana’s gaze was trained on her, and suddenly
Kagome gave up. There was no point in hiding from Kitana; so far she had proven
to be trustworthy. Beside she didn’t have to tell much about how she travels
between eras, didn’t she? Just that she did…
“I come from 500 years in the future. In my
era, we have already built spaceships and we travelled to the moon. We know
about the Earth being only a very small planet in the universe, part of a solar
system and a galaxy.”
Kitana did not know what to do. She was
expecting a story about being an outlaw from space hiding on a forbidden planet
to escape from death row, or maybe being born from parents who came from space.
But the future? This was bordering insanity.
As she saw that Kitana had a hard time
believing her explanation, Kagome added a little more information.
“You see, I am the reincarnation of a priestess
of this era who was cremated with the Shikon jewel, as it was her duty to guard
it. I was born with the jewel inside of me, and when I turned 15 years old I
was dragged in the past by a demon who wanted to acquire the Shikon jewel. I
ended up meeting Inuyasha, I accidentally shattered the jewel and then I
decided I had to put it back together. Through our travels Inuyasha and I met
with Shippo, Miroku, Sango and Kirara, so now we travel to gather all the jewel
shards and to destroy Naraku, who is gathering the shards for himself. That’s
about it, I guess.”
Kitana felt very clearly that Kagome was still
uneasy about the subject of her origins, but she was not lying, that was the
only thing that was clear to her.
“Urh… I… see. Talk about unexpected! A time traveller
and a space traveller. Which one is the weirdest, I’m not sure, but eh who am I
to judge?” she said with a smile in her voice. The implications of Kagome’s
confession were whirling in her mind, and she understood why the girl was so
hesitant to speak about her origins. Most people would be enthralled to learn
what was going to happen in the future, even though the danger of creating a
time paradox came to her mind. Most people, including herself. She would have
to decide if she wanted to keep the girl’s friendship and budding faith, or
learn more about what was to come; and it was not an easy choice.
Kagome smiled back at Kitana’s attempt to
decrease the tension that was in the air. Definitively, encounters with Kitana
were never boring, she decided.
“Tell me Kagome, please… You said that in your
time, 500 years in the future, men have gone to the moon… But they don’t know
how to travel over greater distances, don’t they?” she asked hesitantly.
Kagome looked intently at Kitana, seeing a tiny
reflect of hope in her strange eyes. She would have to disappoint her.
“No, nobody knows how,” she answered. For a
moment, nobody spoke. It was Miroku who broke the silence.
“You… Would you like to go back to where you
come from, Kitana-sama?”
Kitana breathed slowly, looking at them all.
“I... don’t really know, Miroku. I don’t have
anything to go back to. But sometimes, I feel like I would like to know that
the choice is mine to make. Having no option available is never an interesting
thing. Even if I would probably choose to stay here, I would like not to be obligated
to…”
“Well, you see Kitana, I mean… We don’t know
how to go further into space, and even if we knew, the passage through time
only allows me and Inuyasha to go through. You couldn’t come to my time. I’m
sorry, Kitana.”
Kitana smiled, and shook her head.
“No problem, Kagome. Thanks for trusting me
enough to share all this about you, I know now why you were so reticent to talk
about it. I won’t be the one to betray you, you can count on that. However if
some day you feel like it, I would like to take a look at that passage through
time. I’ve heard about such things, but never witnessed it myself.”
Kagome uneasiness reached unexpected heights
when she laughed and answered an uncertain “Why not…”
--
As the conversation took up less serious tones
and everybody returned to their morning meal, chatting and laughing at the
kids’ antics all along, Kitana came to Sesshomaru’s side. She had some things
to explain to him before he discovered them by himself and hoped it wasn’t too
late. However, things did not go as planned when he turned around and spoke
first, capturing her eyes in a death glare.
“You
told them about your origins.”
His eyes were trained on her and even though she
had important matters to discuss with him, Kitana understood through his
mixed-up feelings that Sesshomaru needed her attention.
“Well, not exactly. They merely know the
basics. You heard what I say anyway, I was talking loud enough for you to
hear.”
“But still, you have enough faith in them to
entrust them with the secret of your origins.”
She looked at him carefully, trying to
determine where he was going with his questioning. Sitting on the rock just in
front of her, his golden gaze was boring through her soul like hot iron.
“They harbor no ill intent toward me, and
besides I really wanted to know about Kagome’s… particularities. It would have
been awesome… if she had come from space.” Her eyes left Sesshomaru’s to peer
at the stars through the tree’s foliage.
Sesshomaru had effectively been listening to
the campfire conversation and it irritated him to know that despite the way she
was treated amongst the stars, Kitana still couldn’t completely put that behind
her and move on. In a way, she was implying that her life there was no worse
than her life here on earth with him, and he couldn’t accept that. Even if he
did not outwardly admit that he cared for her, the numerous ways in which he
recently helped her to stay alive were, to him at least, proof enough of his
acceptance of her. He would like it if she acknowledged these facts, but he
couldn’t do so without bringing up his strangely growing attachment to her. He
returned to the subject he had decided to address with her.
“Why did
you make me see those things, Kitana?”
She froze, not expecting this question to arise
at all.
“Well, what do you mean?”
“Last night, when you fed, you dragged This
Sesshomaru into another nightmare of your creation. Much like you did before. I
do not appreciate this. Why did you do that and what did I see?”
She became rigid and her tone of voice took
cold accents he had never heard from her before.
“You probably saw visions of my past. Forgive
me, for I wasn’t really in control of myself last night and I didn’t block my
memories to you like I usually do. I’m sorry for it, but it’s nothing really,
only visions of my memories…”
“Unpleasant visions.”
Rolling her eyes, she came to him and sat
beside him on the rock, cross-legged.
“You know, most of my past life was unpleasant.
Some pieces of it were even really nasty, and some rightfully horrifying. Be
glad you only saw some unpleasant bits. Now please don’t concern yourself with
that, it means nothing. We have to talk about –”
“This Sesshomaru has been submitted to torture
and rape and I should forget that?”
Upon hearing his angry words, she became totally
still and silent. Swallowing, she answered.
“You were not, I was. You just relived it
through my point of view, that’s all. As I said, it is a long past memory that
you will have to forget. There are more important things to –”
“I know perfectly well that you were the one
subjected to this abominable treatment. What happened, who were they?”
She looked at him with a very angry, murderous
look into her eyes.
“You know exactly what happened. I don’t want
to talk about that, ever. It is from a long gone past and I won’t tolerate if
you bring this subject up again. We –”
“Were you avenged for it?”
She stilled for a moment. Then, after casting a
furious look toward him, she left him alone on his rock and joined the rest of
the group, rage boiling inside of her.
--
A similar feeling was burning inside
Sesshomaru. Those visions perturbed him greatly the night before, but it was
now, while his mind was cleared of all weariness and white hot fury coursed
through his veins, that he fully took in what he saw. He couldn’t help but
replay these images again and again in front of his eyes and each time, his
rage grew stronger.
Just as bliss overcame him in the hot spring,
his vision blurred and he was transported to another environment. Gone were the
water and the night sky; he was lying on his back on a hard surface, a table he
thought, in a brightly lit room. Strange contraptions were placed on the walls
and on some shelves, but his attention was needed elsewhere. Men were holding
him down by the ankles and legs, one even held his black, skeletal tail
strongly. He was struggling all he could, but strangely these puny men were
stronger than him. When his struggles became frantic, the laughing men let go
of him and he thought he was free. How wrong was he. At that moment, an intense
pain travelled through him, starting from his neck and invading every part of
him. When the pain was gone, he tried to move and was shocked again, and again.
And again. Until he couldn’t move at all except for some seizures that randomly
ran through him. The men came back to hold him down on the table once again,
but this time they tore off his grey, linen-like clothing off of him,
uncovering his body, his breasts, his abdomen. Then one of them, who appeared
to be the leader, let go of his arm, laughing at him, and started abusing of
him. Licking at his chest, biting his nipples, fondling between his legs with a
hand, the guy’s behavior was revolting. Sesshomaru did not have any strength
left to resist, but the guy did a mistake. He tried to kiss him. In a flash, a
second set of jaws erupted from his mouth and destroyed the palate of the human
male. A second strike got him right in the forehead, creating a nice, round
hole through which brain and blood started oozing. The others reacted quickly
though, shouting madly at him in a weird language that he understood but had
never heard before and sending another terrible jolt through his body, a shock
that seemed to last forever. When it ended, Sesshomaru’s vision was blurred;
all he could distinguish was weird red and yellow humanoid forms moving through
a bluish room, with tidbits of warmer colors here and there. His muscles were
not responding anymore and he felt some kind of goo starting to cover his body.
Before coming back to consciousness in the hot spring, he felt one of the men
grabbing him by the hips and penetrating him, raping him, and he heard a
terrible scream. Then he came back to reality, tried to push away what he thought
was his aggressor, before realizing it was only Kitana. He then secured his
hold over her and fell into slumber.
Sesshomaru knew now that what he had gone
through was in fact a vision coming from Kitana’s past, were he took her place
in a terrible scene. At first he thought she was intentionally showing that to
him, torturing him for whatever reason he couldn’t fathom, but her attitude
when he confronted her was clear: she did not know that he saw that piece of
her life and if given the choice, she would never have shared it with him. Even
if he knew it happened centuries ago, he couldn’t help the need to sink his
claws in the throats and abdomen of these low-life creatures that dared commit
such an unforgivable act on his… partner? Friend? Companion, yes, travelling
companion.
He was confused also, for as he recalled those
terrible scenes, he knew he should have felt rage but for whatever obscure
reason he was also having fun. The kind of peaceful, serene fun Kitana was
having beside the campfire as the fox kid demonstrated how good he was at
magical tricks even without his toys. He was glad to see her leave the group to
come to him; he could clarify what happened with her. But it did not go as
planned, she did not want to explain and became downright furious at him, and
him at her. Yes, all happiness left him when they talked. It was better that
way, for he was not one who felt happy for nothing, but it felt… wrong, in a
way.
--
Kagome had been packing her things, getting
ready to go; Miroku had kept a thoughtful look on his face for most of the
morning, and finally when Kagome gave her full backpack to Inuyasha in
preparation for departure, he met Kitana’s eyes and spoke his mind.
“Kitana-sama, would you be kind enough to
answer a question that has been disturbing me all night long?”
Straightening up slowly on her rocky seat,
Kitana finally nodded her consent. Whatever the monk had in mind, it was not
displaced or perverted in any way for his mind was clear of these unwelcomed
feelings.
“You showed us an amazing tracking ability in
the previous days. By any chance, do you think you could use this gift to help
us track down the vile Naraku and make him pay for his transgressions?”
The expression of the monk, full of hope and
trust, was mimicked by everyone in the small circle of friends. Everyone but
the dog brothers. Inuyasha was frowning at her, his arms crossed over his chest
and Kagome’s backpack at his feet. Kitana felt his distrust and jealousy very
strongly, and understood perfectly well why he was feeling that way. After all,
he had been the team’s tracker for years now without results, and wasn’t about
to willingly give up his place.
Sesshomaru, on the other hand, was wary of what
she would say. While he was good at looking disinterested in the whole situation,
as usual, he was highly attentive to the conversation. Kitana felt his
disagreement with Miroku’s demand, and this dissension was born from a strong
protective feeling toward her that she had felt growing stronger in the past
few days. Clearly he had not been impressed by the side-effects of her days of
tracking, and the last thing he wanted was to see her repeat her performance.
Sighing, she answered the monk and shattered
his hope shamelessly.
“I’m sorry, Miroku, but I am afraid that’s not
something possible. I succeeded at locating Rin and Shippo only because I know
Rin’s energy signature exceptionally well, as I lived with her for the past few
months. I couldn’t have done that for Shippo had he been by himself, let alone
Naraku. I never met that monster in person; I wouldn’t know what to look for,
like a hound with too many scents to follow. I am not able to help you on that
one, sorry.”
“Feh, I would recognize the bastard’s stench
amongst thousands of others. I just wished he would be a little less careful
about not letting his scent go on the wind… But no matter what we will get him,
and he will pay for all this.”
For once, Kitana was in agreement with
Inuyasha’s bluntly stated words. She nodded, and smiled at him.
“I surely hope so, Inuyasha. With you guys on
his trail, he won’t be able to hide for long. Setting up this trap had surely
been a lot of work for him, it only means he desperately wants you out of the
picture. It means you frighten him, guys. Keep going and you’ll get him.”
Surprised, Inuyasha looked at her for a moment,
and then nodded sternly.
“Time to go, everyone. There is surely a
village somewhere around here with food and water for us, and maybe information
about youkai attacks. It has been a pleasure to fight alongside you, Kitana-sama.
We are thankful for your help in recovering young Shippo, and Rin!” said the
monk with a smile.
“Hey, there’s no time left to visit villages! I
have a math test in about four days if I am right, so we need to hurry to the
well!”
“Feh, Kagome, a math test when you can’t even
count days? The damned test is in three days, so you see, it’s too late
already. Better spend this time hunting Naraku down!”
“What, three days?? No way!”
Sighing at the quarrel that was starting
amongst the group of travellers, Kitana turned around and walked toward her own
companions. Rin was already mounted upon Ah-Un and Jaken was, for once, grabbing
Sesshomaru’s pelt in preparation of departure. Jumping onto the steed behind
the young girl, who looked at her with a beaming smile, Kitana turned around to
look at the unlikely allies arguing at the campsite, and waved them goodbye as
Sango looked her way. She and the monk waved back, as well as the fox child,
while Inuyasha kissed the dirt for the first time this day. Then the second
time.
--
Kitana felt ashamed of herself. For the many
hours that they spent flying above first the deserted plains, then the forest, she
had been ruminating over her earlier conversation with the taiyoukai and found
no way to fault him. He wanted to know if she had been avenged. This final
comment clearly showed that his anger was directed toward her aggressors and
not toward herself for giving him these visions.
But it was not his anger or his insisting that
pushed her away from him. Not even the subject they were talking about, not so
much anyway. No, she felt something else coming from Sesshomaru, an emotion
that she may have sensed before but that was very weak, elusive, and she was
not prepared for that. His protectiveness, his possessiveness toward her were
born from a deeper feeling, a feeling that he was probably not even aware of,
something akin to attachment, or even… love. She felt that a growing physical
desire was accompanying this affection, and she did not want to face that. Not
from Sesshomaru, not at this point.
What mystified her most though, was her own
reaction to it. Had she felt that from him months ago, she would have simply
disappeared, deserting him and his unwelcomed feelings. That was who she was,
how she acted. Now however, the answer wasn’t so simple anymore. She was
attached to him, to his aloof and disdainful attitude, his no-nonsense
decisions, and his simple look on life. In a way, he was good for her, not only
because he accepted her and knew her better than most people had in her life,
but also because of whom, of what he was. He was also very skilled at ignoring
his own emotional status, so skilled in fact that it was highly possible for
him to bury his budding feelings for her deep inside of him, never acting upon
them.
Knowing all that, she decided to stay by his
side. She could not justify her anger at him anymore, for it was her who was
confused and unsure, and she concluded that she had waited long enough and had
to apologize. Plus, he ought to know what would happen to him now that he had shared
his life energy with her, and he would be quite confused if she
couldn't go over her resentment and explain him.
Sesshomaru himself, even though he was flying
ahead of his group with as much assurance and confidence as he usually did, was
not feeling right. His anger of the morning had subsided and somehow what he
was feeling now was more similar to... guilt, than anger. Guilt, confusion,
maybe even fear. He was not one to feel that way, it simply never happened to
him, and he couldn't determine why in hell he would be submitted to such
chaotic emotions. Was it Kitana’s presence that made him more sensible, or the
kidnapping his ward has been victim of while he should have been there to
prevent it, he didn't know. But he did not like it one bit. Emotions were a
hindrance to a taiyoukai such as him. A little before nightfall, when the
sounds of the forest changed to give way to the creatures of the night,
Sesshomaru led his group toward a peaceful clearing of the forest, where small
fruits and mushroom grew in numbers. Rin needed to feed upon something more
consistent than ramen and half a crayfish, and this was a good place to sleep
for the night. The rest would benefit him too, for his mind in ebullition was
giving him no peace.
When they hit the ground, the young Rin started
looking for roots, mushrooms and edible herbs, stacking them beside the
small fire Jaken lit up. Kitana even brought down for her a bird’s nest full of
fresh eggs, which she gathered happily.
After their meal, the human girl and
the kappa settled for the night, one curled under her blanket, the other
against Ah-Un large flank. The herbivore beast had rejoiced when they had
entered the forest, as the days in the deserted plains had forced him to fast
or to try eating some dried leaves and herbs, which were not suitable food for
a beast such as him. When the breathing of everyone became calm, betraying
their slumber, Kitana gathered her courage and joined Sesshomaru on his
side of the dying fire. She sat at his left, cross-legged, and broke the
silence.
"Sesshomaru, I, erm... I want to apologize
to you for my attitude, this morning. You were not responsible for the
vision you received."
The taiyoukai blinked and simply turned his
eyes toward her, without moving his head at all. Of course he was not responsible;
she was a lunatic if she ever thought that way.
"They all died by my hand. Each and every
one of them. It happened when I was very young, we didn't know about my...
needs, nutrition-wise, so I was also very weak. They were my trainers in
close-combat, the second in command to my master and his men, and their aggression
was so violent it sent me into stasis. After their vile acts, I slept in a
cocoon for the first time of my life for about a year, drained of all
my energy. When I awakened, they were still on the ship, doing their jobs like
nothing happened. I learned that the one who raped me died moments later. He
had been brutal and wounded me, tearing up my skin. You can imagine the rest.”
Sesshomaru’s attention now was fully on her. He
wasn’t expecting Kitana to speak about his vision again, and in a way, even
though he should not care at all he was honored to be the recipient of that
confession. Encouraged by his silence, Kitana went on.
“I waited. For the best opportunity. My life
was at stake if I killed these men openly, and even though I was not better
than a slave, I did not want to be brought down by them. I acted as if I was
amnesic, and they believed it.” A soft, sad laugh escaped her lips. “The fools.
The instant they put their guard down, I was on them. I shot down the
surveillance, put them all to sleep with my poison, and used the ventilation
tunnels to bring them all to my favorite little Alien friends. The Queen was
happy to see the fine specimens I brought to her, and her drones quickly took
them from me. I made sure they did a thorough job on them, not wanting anyone
to find them screaming the next morning. And it worked. They each received an
egg, and I was there when they came back to their senses. I wanted them to know
who had put them there, and in what deep shit they were now. I will always
remember their panicked eyes, their screams muffled by the resin the Matriarch’s
workers put in their mouth when the chestbursters started to push against their
ribcage. I cherish this memory.”
She had said it. This guy definitively had a
twist to bring out her most dirty secrets, she thought. It was hard for her to
think about that, about her debut in being an assassin, for it was not
something normal people generally accepted. Even her beloved Jess had never
been in on this secret. She had always thought that Kitana was forced to kill,
first by her masters, then by her biological needs, and finally by their common
desire for revenge. Kitana shuddered thinking about what would have been Jess’
reaction if she had known how much she loved tracking and killing living
beings. At first it had been imposed to her, when she was young, but quickly
her instincts surfaced and she had always been ashamed of this taste for
murder. For the first time ever, there was someone in her life with whom she
could be honest with and this was a revelation. Sesshomaru was a killer
himself, not having the slightest hesitation or regret when it came to kill
humans or youkai, and he would not shun her for what she was.
His voice brought her back to reality.
“You also had visions while you… fed.”
Kitana was not prepared for this question at
all. Part of her was still caught in her past, and another part was anxiously
wondering how she would bring the subject that was on her mind, so she was
caught totally by surprise by his affirmation-like question.
“Erm, well, yes, I have.” His inquisitive
glance, accompanied by a small frown, was enough to communicate that he would
not contempt himself with such an answer.
“I just… learned… how you lost your arm… and
how… you met Rin. That’s all.”
He nodded again, and returned his gaze to the
night sky. Now that his mind was at ease, he could rest.
“There is also…”
Frowning slightly, he turned back to her. What
else did she saw that she was so hesitant to talk about?
“Another vision?”
“No, I remember nothing else. But there is…”
She sighed.
“A link was formed between us last night. It
will not last for long; you don’t have to worry about that! But I figured I had
to tell you about it.”
His frown was now deeper.
“What sort of link?”
It was her turn to admire the night sky and the
stars.
“It’s nothing much. You have already
experienced its effects and it doesn’t seem to affect you. It’s just that… you
will be able to feel the emotions I feel for the following days. Or weeks, I
don’t know for sure. It’s not an exact science.”
One elegant silver brow shut up under his
bangs.
“This Sesshomaru does not care about something
as trivial as emotions.”
Smirking, she continued.
“Maybe, maybe not. The important thing to know
is that at times it will be difficult to tell your own feelings from mine,
especially when we feel the same about something. It may just amplify-”
"Kitana, do not concern yourself. This Sesshomaru
is perfectly able to deal with emotions, be they mine or yours. My training was
extensive in this area."
She held both hands in front of her in a sign
of defeat.
"All right, all right, I'm glad you take
it so well. You are a big boy after all, you should be able to deal with
that... by yourself." She yawned and jumped up a tree, lying on her side
on a low branch. "Good night Sesshomaru. See you tomorrow."
He looked at her while she fell asleep. That
was the answer to his questions, the reason behind all the weird and new
emotions he experienced that day. What a mesmerizing creature she was, able to
transfer her own empathic abilities to another after what was after all nothing
but a meal. Did she have to deal with the emotions of others at all times, like
he did today with hers? It must be a nightmare. For an untrained creature, that
is. Tuning out emotions had been ingrained into him from an early age, for
enemies could easily take advantage of that in battle. A taiyoukai had to
control and contain himself at all times, or else he could be killed in battle
or turn into a creature similar to Inuyasha, fighting with his heart on his
sleeve, being hurt and wounded all the time and loosing himself to his bestial
side when he was overwhelmed by his emotionalism. Granted, so far the hanyou
had survived his battles, but he wouldn't last forever. He, Sesshomaru, would
make it sure.
Kitana's mind drifted away as she fell
asleep. Before her eyes, the dreaded scene of aggression and rape
kept replaying, before being replaced by the wonderful feeling she
felt when she saw her reflect in the eyes of her aggressors, when she felt
inside of her the sheer terror that overtook them when they realized what was
happening. Then her first awakening from the stasis came to her dreaming mind,
when a member of the cleaning crew touched her cocoon and was captured by the
tendrils that fed her. It was followed by an attack against her while on a mission
by a crew member who hated her kind, attack that quickly turned against the aggressor.
It had been the first time ever she consciously tasted the energy of another
being. She took her time, appreciating every gulp of warm blood that descended
in her throat, before killing the man by ripping his throat apart. Then,
it was her lover who appeared in her mind, the woman with whom she shared ten
years of adventurous life before loosing her. She appeared as she was on their
first night together, her intense eyes fixed upon her as she hissed in bliss
under the more experienced woman’s caresses. An instant of partial consciousness
came back to her mind as she remembered the first time she took Jess' blood and
the difficulty they have had to adjust to the new bond between the two of
them, the disputes that followed, and then the heated reconciliation when they
discovered the side-effects of that link. Then she fell asleep completely and
her thoughts were lost under the peacefulness of the night sky.
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