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Heart blood and soul
By : Misao
Category: InuYasha > General
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I feel that this chapter should have song lyrics in the middle of it. It’s like they call for me to do so…. But I don’t, therefore there are no lyrics. But there are shifting points of views. This chapter starts off as Kagome’s but changes half way through… why, well you will just have to read to find out wo46;t46;t you?

Ohhhhhh and also, please read all the way to the end. I know that you will all want me dead by the end of this chapter, but I promise a swift update, by Wednesday this week and Friday at the very latest and completion of this story, therefore you have to continue towards the bottom, or else it will end like this, and we don’t want that. SO PLEASE READ NO MATTER WHAT I DO! Ok, you’ve promised? Good, continue on.

I would like to thank Sesshomura-luver, saccharine-ishm46 m46 for reviewing… hopefully all of you will read this and not kill me for it.

Chapter 22 –The holders of the Shikon no Tama- (Kagome’s POV)

My mind is a world-wind of emotions. The last time we defeated Naraku I didn’t have to face her. Her: the only person who can possible make me feel insignificant. My pre-incarnation. My hand tightens on the bow I hold in my hand; I see nothing but the obstacle.

Sesshomaru has moved beside me holding his mate in his arms. As much of an ass he is, his heart is where it should be; only took him a little while to figure that out. I sense, rather than see, that my son is watching me with rapt attention. My daughter is still sleeping peacefully, wrapped in the arms of her mate. As for my own mate; his arms have dropped from my waist since I first drew my bow, but I know that he is still there.

She points to me, calling for me to fight her. She knows that it is something I want, something I have been hoping for. She knows that I want to prove myself to everyone. She knows that I don’t want to be looked upon in her shadow. I have my own path to follow, and it is not a bath she would ever follow. I draw the shikon shards over my neck and hand them to my mate. She has taken them from me once before and nothing will stop her form taking it again, corrupting it again.

Inuyasha takes the shards without me asking and I step forward. He grabs my shoulder and pulls me back against his chest, his mouth near my ear. He’s gotten taller than he use to be, he can look over my head without stretching. “I love you Kagome, not her. Remember that.”

That whispered confession gives me strength. Though throughout our relationship I never really thought about the what-ifs; the reasons why. I was too grateful that he had finally returned my feelingherehere was always a subconscious thought about who he saw, though after the transformation, there could be no one but me.

I notch another arrow and take aim for her, releasing it without a second thought. I know it will strike her above her shoulder if she doesn’t dodge, and she doesn’t. She is mocking me and that’s all right. I know that in the end I will victorious. Unlike her I have not been weld in a castle for the past month or so. Besides, Kaida’owerowers reside in her demon strength, not the miko side of her.

She smirks cockily before notching her arrow and aiming behind me. I know where’s she aiming, where she thinks she can attack and tear me down slowly. But she is wrong.

As the arrow flies past me it encounters a barrier, one I had erected because I had foreseen the others as openings, weaknesses.

“I’m not stupid Kikyo.” Her name is poison to my lips, and by her reaction to how I say it she knows that I despise her for being her, not for being Naraku’s mate, or inside my dter&ter’s body.

She gives an almost outraged cry and runs for me, but I hold my ground, I’m no longer afraid.

We meet, our bows dropped to the side. It’s almost ironic; I’ve never fought hand-to-hand, except when Inuyasha and Sango taught me basic defense skills but never in a battle. And I never expected to be in a battle like this. I’m forced to bring up tactics that teenage boys use when fighting over a girl, and the thing I’m fighting for is something much more important.

But what can I do? Kikyo and I both have arrows, and we can both create barriers, therefore it’s almost pointless to do this any other way but simple fist to fist.

I pull back as an idea hits me and as I swing my next fist, miko energy flies with the punch stunning Kikyo as the pure gy rgy runs through her veins. My eyes search frantically for something that will end this quickly. Sure I want to prove myself but we have more important things other than some un-dead miko.

My grey eyes register that Hiraikotsu lays beside what use to be Sango’s body and I say a quick pray on her behalf before I pick it up, launching it as she had taught me to 50 years ago after I became a hanyou.

Kikyo’s sight came back in time for her to dodge the giant weapon and she sent me a triumph smirk as she tried to rush forward. I notice that she has gathered all of her energy around her and is going to attack me with it but I don’t fear; I trust Sango’s weapon.

The reassuring sound of cracking timbre makes me smile and Kikyo remembers too late that Hiraikotsu is a boomerang; it comes back to it’s thrower.

The boomerang hits Kikyo’s back, but then something I didn’t expect happens, it propels her forward, sending her and her energy towards me. I’m in too much shock to dodge so I just accept my fate. The bitch is dead, and there will be no unnecessary causalities. What good would a miko from the future do in a fight against Naraku?

Pain takes over my body and I sigh as I see Kikyo’s eyes slowly lose their life, like I know mine are. I don’t even dare to look at my mate as the purifying magic travels through my veins. I maybe a miko, but only my miko energy recognizes my youkai blood, anything else will purify me. The same with Kikyo. Therefo gra grab her wrists and send my own energy into her body, making sure that she will die, just like I am.

As my eyes shut the last thing I hear are two familiar voices wrapped in one.

*~*~*~*~*(Inuyasha’s POV)

My blood runs cold. She’s going to let it hit her, she’s not going to dodge. She’s going to be stubborn. She’s going to take the enemy down with her.

Those thoughts run through me and as I slowly watch the only woman I love get engulfed by a flash of light before my own eyes, my throat tears apart.

“KAGOME!” I don’t notice that my voice is mingled with that of my daughter, who must have awaken at the feeling of the dying spirit. And my daughter is calling for her mother.

It’s a pain I’ve felt before, something that I hoped would never happen again. But soon the pain is dulled and I feel hate. The only thing I love is gone.

I land beside her purified body, she’s human and almost dead. I knew that purification would transfer you to your human state if you were hanyou and kill you if you were youkai, turned you to ash is more like it.

My hand caresses her cheek and I want to kiss her, make her open her beautiful eyes. And so I do. My lips burn as I kiss her, praying that it will make her live, like those fairytales that Kagome always told the pups, but still she doesn’t wake up. I tear my lips away from her and let out another pained cry and as movement catches the corner of my eye I realize that Kikyo still might be alive. I won’t have it.

If my mate dies, if my Kagome dies, so will Kikyo. I know that Kaida will need her body, but rage over takes me and I stalk over to my prey. I draw tetsusaiga and just as I plunge the blade into her stomach, my first love opens her eyes and whispers. “Daddy.”

My eyes fly down ward and then over to where Ookami held my baby-girl. His face is in disbelief and the body that my daughter once inhabited is laying limply in his hold. My eyes roll backwards and I collapse, in totally disbelief at what I did in my rage.

*~*~*~*~*(Kaida’s POV) Like I said, switchy the point of view…y

Something calls me to wake up and I don’t know what it is. I know it’s not one of my brothers; they would be playful in their way of waking me up. I know it’s not Ookami; he would be gentle, content in watching me sleep for just a little while, until I finally was ready to awake.

This was an urgent wake up, someone wanting me to wake up to see something. So slowly my eyes opened only to be greeted by the turned backs of everyone. I look around and my nose crinkles in disgust at the stench around me. My eyes go to where everyone is looking and I take in the sight before me. Someone is stalking towards my mother, and that someone is me. No, Kikyo.

I leap up and run towards the front only to have two strong arms wrap around me. I know it’s Ookami; no one else would be stupid enough to stop me. I try to fight him, especially as I watch in pure horror as Kikyo is launched towards my mother by Hiraikotsu. I turn my head immediately as the miko energy engulfs them and let out a pain scream of mother.

Ookami tightens his hold on me and I know that he can’t bare to look as well since his face is buried in the crook of my neck. I hold onto him for my life, already knowing that life in itself is over. The standing stone, the pillar of my life was gone. I was raised by my mother, by my mommy. She was all I had. I was now clinging to the last think I had; the only thing that made my life worth it anymore. Without my mother I was lost. She raised me, she taught me, she loved me. Sure my father did, as did my brothers but not like mommy did. My mommy was everything to me.

And suddenly I feel light headed. I gasp as I feel my soul begin to leave and I tighten my hold on Ookami, gasping out his name in help. I feel my soul leave my body just as he lifts the body I was once in up bridle style.

I register soon that I am in a different body, one that I am familiar with. It’s my onal nal body, free of anything. I don’t feel the connection to Naraku in my mind, only the one to my brother.

I shift as I get accustomed to everything and my eyes slowly open as I hear someone over me. The last thing I see before the blade is plunged into my chest isfathfather in full demon form, holding tetsusaiga.

“Daddy.”

~End Chapter~

*Shifty Eyes* Uhhhhhh don’t hurt me!!!! *ducks behind large protective wall* I’m so sorry!!!!! I promise it will be a HAPPY ending! Remember they still have the Shikon no tama! Rber ber that!

Last but not least…… Review please! And no flames… go back to the beginning of chapter 16 to see what I do with flamers, k? Just to forewarn anyone who cares to yell at me, be forewarned that you have already been told that it will be a happy ending.
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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