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Heart blood and soul
By : Misao
Category: InuYasha > General
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What did I say? Two weeks. Oh yeah! Ok, now that I’ve gotten over the fact that I updated when I said I would, I would again like to apologize for the lack of beta. Vana is still under computer restriction so I don’t want to take up her time with my chapters.

Now here comes the serious things, this little epic is coming to a close. The next 5 or so chapters will consist of a series of battles and close to two trillion cliffhangers. Don’t hate me for anything that will occur, it all has meaning. I promise.

Thank you JEM46, Shaniqua, Lukyirish12, GothicBlarce, kiki true, Phoenix, steelbladeddeath, Toby, Kagome306 and Anonymous Bob for reviewing.

Chapter 19 –Come out Naraku-

Kagome peeked into her daughter’s room, looking at the picture of innocence. Kaida lay wrapped within the arms of her future mate, who was protecting her with arms wrapped tightly around her waist. If Kagome didn’t have to she would let them sleep like that forever, but she couldn’t. Naraku would be making a strike soon if Aran was any example.

Sesshomaru would be returning soon, and Kouga had already headed off back to his cave. Inuyasha and the boys were already training in the training room, and Kagome knew she would have to start practicing her archery skills soon, as well as her miko powers.

This left Kaida and Ookami as the only ones not yet training. Kagome knew that Kaida would need some time to become use to Maeko’s body and the attacks that could be produced from that body. Kagome also figured that Ookami would want to train and spend some time sparring with Ryu or anyone for that matter. They didn’t know whom they would encounter, so they should be prepared for anything.

Kagome took a breath as she stepped into the room, ready to wake the two hanyou up. The moment she took another step Ookami had rolled across the room, his fangs bared and arms wrapped tightly around Kaida’s sleeping body. It was obvious that though Ookami had been asleep he was still on alert, just like Inuyasha.

Ookami blinked as he realized that it was only Kagome and he slowly drew himself to his feet, shifting Kaida to fit in his arms comfortably. “Gomen nasai Kagome-san, I didn’t know who it was.”

Kagome noticed Ookami’s blush and smiled softly. “It’s alright Ookami, I know you were just worried about Kaida, it’s normal reaction. I figure you haven’t quite recovered from the scare with that demon Naraku sent after you. Maeko said that the attack occurred late at night, so I assume both of you were asleep.”

Ookami nodded, not looking at Kagome as he laid Kaida back on the futon, brushing her light blue hair out of her face. “Speaking of Maeko, how did she tell you? Had she come to visit?”

Kagome sighed. “Her mate, the one who saved you-”

Ookami nodded, cutting Kagome off. “Yes, Aran. He came to our rescue. I wasn’t fully awake, and Kaida was very tired.”

Kagome detected the slight self-hate laced with Ookami’s voice and shook her head. “It’s only natural that you become tired at some point. As for Aran, he was badly injured in the battle, even though he was able to defeat the demon.”

Ookami’s eyes shot up and his body tensed. A wave of regret washed over him as he took in what Kagome had just said. Aran had been injured because of him. The neko didn’t even need to help: he could have left them both for dead. Regardless of the body that Maeko was in, it wouldn’t change the way that Aran felt for his mate. It wasn’t the physical aspects that bond them together; it was all about the emotion.

So what caused Aran to save them? Even with the threat of Naraku he didn’t need to fight or even show his face. The village he lived in was so far off; he didn’t need to get involved.

Ookami took a deep breath. “Did Maeko-san tell you what possessed Aran to do this? He could have just left it. The demon would have chased after Kaida and me.”

Kagome shook her head. “No, Maeko was much too torn up about the whole ordeal to even talk. Hopefully with Sesshomaru healing her mate, she will feel much better.” They stood in silence for a moment before Kagome sighed. “You better go. Inuyasha wishes to speak with you about your father.”

“My father?” Ookami asked, tightening the sash that held up his bottom fur.

Kagome nodded. “He went back to the caves to be with your mother. He wanted you to know that he wasn’t running out on the fight, he couldn’t focus though.”

Ookami nodded in understanding, running a hand through his straight hair. “Alright. Thanks Kagome-san. Think you can handle wake Kaida up a little later, I want to let her sleep.”

Kagome nodded again, patting Ookami’s shoulder. “Fine by me. Just don’t get too hurt by Inuyasha, he’s not going easy on any of you.”

Ookami raised an eyebrow. “Who is all there?”

“Everyone but Sesshomaru. Now get to the training hall. You’re father didn’t leave here and expect you to lay around, he wants you to work.”

Ookami chuckled, walking out of the room leaving Kagome with her daughter.

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Naraku smirked, looking the creation before him over. “This one will do perfectly. Go my minion. You know your task.”

The shadowed figure smirked, his eyes glowing red. “Of course Naraku-sama.”

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Sesshomaru walked within the forest surrounding his castle, having saved the life of that neko, his reincarnated mother’s mate. He still remembered the grateful look upon his mother’s face as tenseiga was given that fateful swing, killing the demons of the underworld. Sesshomaru and Inutaisho had arrived at the village too late; Aran had passed on only moments before. The bond that Aran and Maeko were in had caused Maeko to faint the moment the neko had passed.

This sudden faint had urged Sesshomaru and Inutaisho to go faster, both afraid Maeko would give up on life if Aran was not saved, like most mates without children do.

Sesshomaru had saved Aran’s life, receiving many thanks from both demons. He had coldly declined the thanks, saying the only thanks he required was the promise that Aran would not try and fight against Naraku. Sesshomaru knew that though the neko had motivation and strength he would still be unable to fight efficiently against Naraku. Aran’s hindrance laid in the same fashion as Kouga’s had.

Sesshomaru was pulled out of his thoughts as a flash of black and purple caught his eye. Sesshomaru turned, looking sharply through the forest to catch the flash again. A rustle through the tress above him made him look up, catching sight of the figure again.

Sesshomaru watched as the creature jumped through the barrier of his castle, heading for the occupants.

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Sango blinked at the touch on her cheek, unsure of whom it was. The soft shhing noise calmed her frayed nerves as lips connected with her neck.

“Koishii, wake up.” The voice of Miroku called to her, pulling her into a spell.

“Umm, five more minutes.” Sango moaned batting his straying hands away.

Miroku chuckled weakly, kissing her lightly on the lips. “I have something to show you. Call it a surprise if you want. But to get it you must get up out of bed.”

Sango groaned and rolled off of the futon stretching her arms above her head as she took in the sight of Miroku. He hadn’t changed since the last time she had seen him. Something though was not right in Sango’s mind. She couldn’t put her finger on it though. It was as if half her mind was fogged over.

Miroku took her hand and led her to the window, and she didn’t even feel the fear as he took her on his back and shot out of the window, onto the wall around the castle and then into the woods. She couldn’t remember why it felt wrong that he was doing this. Miroku was human; though he had speed he couldn’t just leap around like Inuyasha could. But as Miroku set her down on the ground and she looked into his violet eyes, she wondered why she was even questioning it.

Sesshomaru turned his head towards Sango’s room and narrowed his eyes. He picked up his pace as he got closer to the exterminator’s room, feeling the evil aura encompass more of its surrounding area. The demon lord through the door open and looked around the vacant room. His eyes settled on the open window and he let out a restrained growl before he turned heel, almost rushing to the training hall.

Inuyasha snapped his head up as he heard the training hall door open; his brother’s deep breaths were not hidden very well under the stoic mask that he usually wore.

Before anyone could speak Sesshomaru’s mouth opened. “Sango has been taken into the woods. And it was by one of Naraku’s minions.”

Inuyasha and Ookami immediately shot off for Kaida’s room, going to wake up Kaida. Inu-Kana sent his father a questioning look while Ryu voiced his question out loud. “Do we wait for them?”

Sesshomaru nodded, paying no mind to Matsu who, having heard the information, was quickly running off to find his grandmother.

Inuyasha and Ookami opened Kaida’s door, only to meet the sight of Kagome and Kaida both sleeping peacefully. The two canines felt bad for having to wake them, but with Naraku looming so close they could not risk leaving these two alone.

Inuyasha stepped forward and nodded for Ookami to do the same. Both picked up their respective mates and headed back down to where Sesshomaru was undoubtedly waiting.

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Matsu crept through the forest, looking around for any signs of his grandmother. He knew that this moment would come eventually. Sango had been created through evil, so it only made sense that she would be brought back to the side of evil at some point. The feeling of complete helplessness he had felt just a few hours ago did not help his train of thought.

Two different pitches of laughter brought him out of his thoughts and his eyes traveled to find the source of the laughter. Matsu’s brown eyes settled on his grandmother sitting on a fallen tree trunk while she talked quickly with a man in a monk’s robe.

Matsu stood up, figuring the monk had felt the demon who had taken Sango and saved her and they were now engaged in a friendly chat. Just as he was going to approach them the monk leaned forward and kissed his grandmother, and she accepted it with no hesitation.

Suddenly the true aura of the monk began to seep through and Matsu felt the evil that could only be described as Naraku. The young monk stepped forward, tightening his hold on his monk’s staff as he watched the elder monk pull away from his grandmother’s lips, sending him a glare.

Sango looked up and made eye contact with Matsu, her eyes widening as she saw Matsu’s dark blue aura surround him, a grim expression on his face. “It’s true then.” She heard him whisper. “All this time Sesshomaru-san has been saying that you would betray us, and you have.”

Sango gasped as Matsu extracted two ofuda* from beneath his robe, ready to throw them at both Miroku and Sango.

“What are you talking about Matsu? I haven’t betrayed you. This is Miroku. He is my husband. Your grandfather.” Sango tried to plead with her grandson as she felt Miroku tensing for a fight. Her eyes slipped to the only man she ever dared to love. “Miroku, don’t fight him.”

Miroku brushed Sango off with a light kiss before turning to Matsu, his own ofuda shining with a black aura. Sango gasped as she watched Matsu lunge forward, his arm outstretched with the ofuda ready to be tossed onto his grandfather the moment he was in reach.

Miroku dodged the ofuda and caught Sango around the waist, moving her to a safe place. Matsu blinked at the man’s actions. Maybe, Miroku did retain some of his humanity like Sango had. Before Matsu could dwell too long on this thought though, he had to dodge Miroku’s ofuda.

Violet and chocolate brown met and Matsu was taken aback by the true intensity of his supposed grandfather’s eyes. The violet held a restrained amount of anger and rage, something only a true master of a temple could pull off. Matsu bit his lip as he swiftly broke the end of his monk’s staff, leaving it jagged, perfect for giving a final blow to an opponent.

Matsu locked eyes with Miroku again before he lunged forward, switching the staff to his other hand, bringing the jagged point up to meet perfectly with Miroku’s stomach.

Matsu closed his eyes as he felt the end of his staff cut through soft skin, and it wasn’t until the rounds of gasps, and pained feminine cry that reached his ears did he dare to open his eyes, only to see that the end of his broken staff had cut into the gut of his grandmother.

Sango closed her eyes in pain as she felt Matsu slowly pull the staff from her gut, her hands coming up to cup the bleeding wound. She looked back into her grandson’s eyes, ignoring the crowd their fight had gained in those last few seconds.

“Why?” Matsu crocked as he watched Sango start to waver, the pain become too much for her body.

Sango let a small smile escape. “Because, whether he is evil or not, I love him.” She wanted to say more, but her body failed her as she spit out some blood. The wound was slowly beginning to pass the holy powers Matsu had instilled in it through her body, ridding her body of the evil.

Matsu closed his eyes tightly as he shakily stood his feet, dropping the staff to the ground. His eyes didn’t need to look to see that all his friends were right behind him. Probably looking at him with pity, or in some cases a soft kind of cold.

Inuyasha took a step forward, watching Miroku carefully. The dead monk wasn’t doing much but holding Sango closely to his body. Inuyasha felt the evil roll off his best friend and it tore his heart to see the monk like this. Inuyasha knew that Miroku was nothing but a puppet for the man he hated the most, but it wasn’t his choice. Naraku had chosen to put one of his minions in this form just to confuse them more, make them fumble more.

Inuyasha placed a hand on Matsu and nodded for the young monk to go back to where the others were standing. When he was sure that Matsu would not turn, Inuyasha turned full force on Miroku and Sango. The hanyou’s eyes shut tightly as he withdrew tetsusaiga. Miroku looked up and with a look into Inuyasha’s eyes he backed away, allowing Inuyasha the space to do what he wanted.

Kagome gasped lightly and grabbed onto Matsu as Inuyasha swiped Sango’s life away, bidding her best friend a silent good bye.

“Sango, you do not deserve by Naraku’s hand.” Inuyasha whispered before his head shot up, an outraged scream tearing from his throat.

“Naraku! You filthy bastard! One life has been taken! This war of your’s is beginning! Show your face! Don’t send any minions to do your bidding, we’ll just kill them!” Inuyasha turned his gaze to Miroku. “And the first one will be,” Inuyasha took a breath to steady himself, not wanting any of his true feelings to show as he steadied tetsusaiga into a position of attack against the elder monk, “Your puppet Miroku.”

End Chapter

*Ofuda= This would be the magic little scroll that gave me a hell of a time trying to remember the word for it. I had the fuda part, just couldn’t remember anything else.

Not as long as a usual chapter, but hey a lot did happen. And I must say, even though the battle blurb wasn’t memorable, compared to Hands of Time sorry excuse for a DBZ fight, this was pretty good. And I usually despise all my work. Well, finals are finally upon me. Hopefully I will begin posting weekly. So I would begin looking for the next chapter around next Monday/Tuesday if you need a date.

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Heart blood and soul	By : Misao Category: InuYasha > General Views: 1723 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Heart blood and soul