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Love\'s Consequences	By : Sylean Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Naraku/Kagome Views: 10437 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Love's Consequences
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha nor do I make any profit from this story.
Warning: Spoiler alerts! Just make sure you've seen the whole series, Final Act and Movies included, for I touch upon pretty much everything at one point or another.
Warning: There will be lemons in this story later on.
Chapter 25: Inevitable Death and New Life
Warning: If it's not clear from the title, there will be Multiple Character Deaths in this chapter. None should be too surprising if thought about rationally, though. Time passes without remorse.
(A/N: +10 years)
Kagome inspected the pink sphere that dangled around her neck, encompassed by a slender, spider-like, clasp. It glistened perfectly, not the slightest speck of darkness to be seen; the only flaw was a tiny sliver where a single shard was absent. "Have you decided not to merge the last shard with the jewel?" Naraku asked, walking up beside her and spotting the blemish as well.
"No, I did it already," she corrected, letting the jewel slip from her fingers.
"There is a missing piece; Kohaku's was supposed to be the last one," Naraku's brow creased in confusion. He was sure he had accounted for every single shard; they had even gone to the border between this life and the next to attain it.
"It's safe," Kagome assured him.
"Where is it?" he partially demanded, partially inquired. The jewel was a menace, and having a shard on the loose meant he needed to be prepared. How could he be prepared if she didn't tell him?
Kagome was about to speak when she realized she was treading on ground she couldn't exactly explain, "I, uhh, I left one shard in my era. It will only be away from me for a few hours, and in 500 years I will complete the jewel." She hoped that was good enough. Orora was to bring her future self the shard, and with demon speed, it shouldn't take long.
"What prompted such a course of action?" he inquired judiciously; he could tell she was hiding something, but letting on would not be wise.
"Uh, it was brought to my attention that if the jewel got completed in the past, it might send me home," honestly, it was the truth, only part that was missing was it was their granddaughter that brought it up. So, you know, nothing crucial.
He felt her heart beating faster and faster, there was something she didn't want him to know, and he had every intention of finding out. Appearing to let the topic go, he awarded false praised, "I see. That was a wise move." Placing his hand on her back he delved gently into her mind to find what was so hard for her to say, but was shocked when his probing was met with a purifying burn. 'She placed a barrier around her thoughts? Since when did she know how to- Kikyo.' He should have known; whether alive or dead, she would always be a thorn in his side, now in the form of teaching his mate how to keep him out.
Kagome sighed aloud; she had felt him attempt to intrude upon her privacy, "Look, I can't tell you, okay. One of the demons that survived the five centuries came to me and told me a few things that would happen. I have to protect these incidences, make sure they occur naturally." She turned to look at him to see a frown on his lips. She smiled sweetly before continuing, "You're just too smart." Her compliment lessened his scowl. "If I tell you, you will undoubtedly try to coerce these things to come about, or maybe even stop them altogether. Time is too fragile to play with." A strong exhale, not quite a snort, escaped him as she practically read his mind. He understood her logic, and she was not wrong, but he still felt like a child deprived a favorite plaything. Kagome found his sulking pout to look adorable and reminded him there were many other things he could "play" with.
She should have known he wouldn't be able to drop the subject, however, for only a few hours later, they were already playing the guessing game. "This demon," he referred to the one from the future that spoke to her, "was it myself?" The only demon he knew for sure that survived was himself, and it would be someone she would listen to.
"Nope," she responded without even looking up from what she was doing.
"Inuyasha?" he guessed again, looking for a reaction. She merely smiled and shook her head. "The fox kit?"
She couldn't help it; his unrelenting curiosity was just too amusing as he listed off every possibility. She laughed, "It's someone we can trust, that's all you need to know." Naraku grumbled at her misplaced amusement.
(A/N: +54 years.)
Naraku searched the lands for a way to ensure Kagome's lifespan would match his own, but when Sango and Miroku sprouted grey hairs, and Kagome still looked to be in her youthful 20's, they realized the search was unnecessary. Whether by the power of the jewel and Midoriko's will, the constant exposure to powerful demonic energies, or just her own vast well of holy powers, Kagome was not deteriorating into old age. Having no examples of this phenomenon in the past to compare to, they could only speculate. Most powerful priestesses died young from battle; they were frequently hunted down to eliminate a potential threat, especially in the few cases where they fell in love with a demon.
For the rest of the Inu-tachi, however, time took its deadly toll. Inuyasha, Shippo, Kirara, Naraku, and Kagome, one by one they watched helplessly as their mortal companions fell to the ravages of age. Miroku's body had been through hell and back with all of the miasma and numerous other toxins that contaminated his flesh through the Wind-tunnel, and was thus the first to surrender to the inevitable.
Kohaku had married a few years after Kikyo's death and had a growing family of his own. He met his end at the hand of a demon he was hired to slay, leaving behind two little ones, along with Sango and her brood.
Kagome feared Sango would follow him shortly after, dying of a broken heart. Miroku's passing nearly did her in, and now that she had lost her dear younger brother, she fell into a deep depression. Sango's children and grandchildren became her only reason to press on. For another decade, she tended to the young and passed on her slayer knowledge to any who would listen.
Kagome watched in agony as their children grew, had children of their own, and aged away into nothing. She tried her hardest to keep her friend's memories alive in their children, grandchildren, and great-grand children. She never had a child of her own, so until such time, she elected to be the beloved aunt to the ever-growing family.
The village grew exponentially in the five decades since the fighting ceased. Any hostile demon that even considered coming close enough to harm the residents was either shredded by Inuyasha's claws or devoured by Naraku, leaving not a trace of his presence. Bandits and armies could not touch the region either, and news spread of the abnormally safe location. Humans flocked in from every direction to take up residence.
Though keeping himself nameless, lest word travel to the western lands, Naraku had proved to be the feudal era equivalent of a "nuclear deterrence." He was the death that lurked in every shadow, behind every rock; the cloaked protector of mankind. He prevented blood shed through threat of retaliation, he was the balance factor; keeping the humans from invading demon territory, just for the fear of running into him, and keeping populations of lesser, mindless demon low enough to no longer cause trouble in his region. Rumors and his vague reputation got exaggerated every time they were retold. It kept demons in hiding for their own safety, just as when he roamed the lands freely. Except this time, the threat was unidentified, making him all the more feared; he did not want Sesshomaru to hear of his survival, after all. Kagome could already assume that in 500 years, demons would have learned to either stay away, or blend in peacefully, to human settlements. Humans would eventually forget demons existed at all and let them fade into myths and legends. It is because of Naraku that the future will come about; he was ensuring her species could thrive, that she would be born, and that he would have her. Though some may see his actions as heroic, protecting the village and all, it was solely for his own benefit; he was not about to allow Kagome to escape him, even in death.
For all the benefit his vicinity had on the village, the humans still harbored an instinctive fear of him. Instead of growing together, in a tight knit community with Naraku defending the village, the divide only increased. Those who saw his capabilities feared him and spread fearsome stories around to those who agreed with them. Those that migrated after the action with the jewel had ceased did not know Kagome well enough to trust her. She was just the demon's woman, hardly even acknowledged as her own person by anyone but Sango's, Miroku's, and Kohaku's descendants. Her friends may have contributed to the growing population, but they had in no way been able to outnumber the incoming colonizers. Those that treated Kagome and Naraku with respect were the minority. Even holding high-ranking positions, a mix of slayers, monks, healers, and shrine maidens did nothing to sway the public opinion of their guardians. Kagome had always been present in their family, they allied with her and understood that a demon was not much different than a human; they were just more intense. They could protect fiercely, or destroy ruthlessly. The trick was keeping on their good side.
(A/N: +77 years, Early Fall.)
Kagome clutched at her stomach, trying desperately not to let the meager contents she barely managed to eat earlier purge themselves from her. She had been queasy for weeks now; she needed all the sustenance she could keep down, but it was becoming hopeless. She groaned miserably, drawing the attention of both Naraku, who had never left her side, and Mira, one of Sango and Miroku's descendants, who was preparing an herbal mixture to alleviate Kagome's symptoms. Kagome had gotten so weak from the lack of food that she even needed assistance to and from the bathhouse. Her condition caused Naraku much distress; not having the ability to help her get better. It also seemed that exposure to demonic energy only heightened the symptoms. It baffled them; it had never had an adverse effect before.
"This should help," Mira knelt on the other side of Kagome and motioned for her to swallow the unappetizing remedy.
"If the smell alone doesn't make me lose it," she grumbled but forced it down. "Gah," she sighed out at having downed the whole thing.
"It usually takes a few minutes to take effect," Mira gathered up her things and stood to leave. "I'll be back in the morning to see if there is any change. Try to sleep."
Kagome nodded as best she could and Mira showed herself out. It was not the first time she had been to the castle; she seemed to prefer it when she got a break from her apprenticeship under the village healer. The head healer refused to go near the "demon's lair." Mira considered Kagome a better teacher anyways; she had been around for far longer despite looking so young.
"I'll be alright; the medicine seems to be working," Kagome voiced weakly to her concerned mate. She could only imagine the scenarios running through Naraku's mind about losing her to illness. She didn't want him to worry.
"You're supposed to be sleeping," he told her the instruction they had been given. The sooner she was well, the better. She responded by motioning for him to lay with her. This was one definite benefit to being mated to a demon; whatever she had would not be contagious to him. He moved under the blanket and held her to him, letting her rest against his chest.
Claws ran up and down Kagome's spine. The same hands that could tear a man apart soothed the small woman into a comfortable rest. There was nowhere that she felt as safe as she did in this demon's arms. I was the same for him, as well. Despite having the ability, her potent holy powers never harmed him. Other priestesses would render him a pile of ash, or try to, but Kagome's powers even went so far as to heal him. He never fretted over her potential danger.
A jolt of purifying energy sprang over him unexpectedly, searing his skin with burns. "What was that for?" he accused.
"What?" Kagome opened her eyes groggily. She was almost asleep. "I didn't do anything."
The power sprang out again, but this time he moved away from it before it could strike him, "That!"
"It's not me," Kagome sat up slowly. Her power had been dormant for that "attack," if it could even be called that; it was very weak. No one with hostile intent could get through the barrier, so who…
Then they sensed it, a growing light emanated from Kagome's abdomen; an unknown holy aura that grew brighter with every second that passed. Twin shocked expressions shared in the total surprise of what they were seeing. "Can it be?" Kagome mumbled breathily, needing the confirmation to believe it.
Naraku gingerly placed a hand over her abdomen, only to be shocked again. This time Kagome noticed it too; she was pregnant again. Was her "illness" simply morning sickness? She had never had morning sickness before, not like this. Did that mean this pregnancy was further along?
"It has established a holy barrier," Naraku deduced when he was unable to sense beyond the glowing orb she sheltered. Kagome couldn't help but burst into tears, she was pregnant with a pure child; one her powers could hopefully not harm. They would finally have their baby.
The announcement was met with opposing reactions on each side. Those who knew Kagome as more than "the demon's whore" where overjoyed, whereas the rest projected avulsion. Before more could be said, however, the village was informed that the pair would be leaving. With the apprehensions about her pregnancy and the likelihood of a miscarriage, they chose to remove her from the stressful, fear-fueled, hateful environment of the village. With Naraku keeping demons away, the villagers became all the more ignorant and thus, fearful of what they didn't understand. The "tainted priestess" and her "demon lover" were seen as threats to their safety, and whereas they had not outright attacked, yet, the negative energy they emitted was not healthy for the gentle and caring Kagome. His barrier would remain; ensuring the well would be protected throughout the centuries, but they would be relocating to the castle even Naraku's incarnations had been unaware of.
Naraku had not lorded over this castle as he had others in the past. He was treated as Lord when he would come around, predominately out of fear, but for the remainder of the time, he allowed the humans that resided there to live on their own accord. He only returned on occasion to keep the resident's memory of his ownership fresh and drive out those that did not belong there. But now, they would be staying there indefinitely.
"This is the same castle I've been to before, right?" Kagome asked they walked at a leisurely pace. The same castle they first spent several nights alone together; the same castle he hid out at when he wanted no one to know where he was. If she recalled correctly, it had been under siege and Naraku destroyed the invading army, thus indebting the remaining residents. The previous lord had been slain in the attack, so he intermittently filled that role, when it suited him.
"Correct," Naraku had convinced her prior that he needed to make sure the fortress was secured before inviting any of her friends to come live there; he would send a messenger afterwards. He had been away longer than usual, and it was not uncommon to need to exert a little show of force to get the humans under his command once again. He would have gone alone, but could not bring himself to let Kagome out of his sight. He still remembered acutely how that first noticeable miscarriage nearly killed her, and did not trust her safety to those in the village. Besides, she understood there was method to his madness; she never faulted him for his way of doing things.
"Do you think they will be more accepting there?" she asked, referring to how people in Edo were increasingly distrusting of her and turning against them.
"They will have no choice in the matter," he assured, but that wasn't really what she was asking. She knew he could force and frighten them to do anything he wanted, but would they accept them; her, him, and their child? She didn't know.
(A/N: As much as I like Sango and Miroku, they are only human. I was not about to make everyone immortal; it would detract from those who are. But we will see their descendants. Also, devoting an entire chapter to each of their deaths would have resulted in a lot of "filler" chapters. I'd much rather get to the new content.)
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