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Someone Who Completes Me	By : Kuchikiwraith Category: InuYasha > General > DarkFic Views: 2339 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sesshomaru growled angrily and dragged his poison tipped claws against the holy barrier that was trapping him in ancient ruins. He staggered and dropped to one knee, panting heavily. He couldn’t believe that he, the Lord of the Western Lands, had fallen for a trap. Yesterday, he’d heard the screams of a child. When he’d stopped to investigate, twenty priestesses had attacked him after dispelling the illusion of the injured child. He’d killed three of them before they managed to trap him— not that it made him any less furious. Taking Rin under his wing had made him soft and his… preoccupation with the half-goddess had caused him to ignore his instincts.
*Rin has Inuyasha and Kohaku to protect her now, and if they fail, I will simply kill them. I shall just tell her that I need to take care of my lands now and visiting will be hard. As for the goddess—*
Agony shot up his vertebrae as the scroll attached to the base of his spine pulsed. He howled reflexively as that scroll triggered the other six scrolls attached to his body. He crumpled to the ground as the world spun away until it was smaller than that blasted flea demon that was supposed to be Inuyasha’s servant.
Two miles away
Ali grunted as she hopped across the huge snow drifts in her fox form. She had been human when she first went for her walk, but had switched forms after the third time she fell down and had to dig her way out of one of the deep drifts. Working up a sweat was seriously not her idea of a relaxing walk, not to mention her fox form made it easy to hide from certain demon lords.
Sesshomaru’s incubus nature aside, Ali really did like him. He was a good person despite his aloofness, and she often had the urge to tell him her darkest secrets. Like how she’d confessed to her suicide attempt— it wasn’t something she talked about to anyone but the therapists she’d been forced to see afterwards. The urge to bare her soul to him was scary enough for her to avoid the demon lord, who had suddenly decided he had an interest in her. So Ali avoided Sesshomaru’s golden gaze every chance she could without raising his suspicion; he’d returned four more times since the day she’d told him about Rin and Kagome three weeks ago.
*Of course, as old as he is, I’m probably not fooling him,* she thought. *And given the way he treats his most loyal servant, I don’t dare just demand to know what the hell he wants with me all of the sudden. Though, if he’s just looking to get some tail- I’ll bitch slap him good. I’ll die, but at least he’ll get the message,* she thought sardonically as she ate some snow to slack her thirst. She was nearly ten miles from the village; it just wasn’t homeand she didn’t spend much of her time there.
“AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRROOOOOOOGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!”
Ali dropped to the snow and flattened her ears against her skull as the pained scream echoed first in her head and then off every surface near her. Ali slunk across the snow until she found the old ruins, the howling grating across every one of her senses. She hesitated as she saw the entrance to a moss covered temple, freaked out by the way the ruins had no snow—it was as if they’d just appeared out of thin air.
/thumthum thumthum thumthum/
Ali stood upright as she heard the deep throbbing sound, her ears swiveling back and forth as she tried to pinpoint the source of the sound. It was familiar, and she gasped as she recognized Sesshomaru’s heartbeat. Ali didn’t even think before she charged across the shimmering barrier that surrounded the temple, yipping at the hit-your-funny-bone sensation that ran down her spine. Once inside the barrier, she nearly gagged on the scent of decaying corpses and saw at least fifteen bodies dressed in miko garb forming a circle.
Movement inside the circle caught her attention, and she whined as she saw the great demon lord writhing on the ground, his usually perfect hair covering his face. When a stream of flames set one of the undead miko on fire, Ali could see Sesshomaru more clearly.
“What have you done to my Lord, wench?!”
Ali ignored Jaken and eyed the creepy priestesses that had trapped Sesshomaru, wondering if they’d notice if she crossed their circle. Ali decided to risk it and plunged across the circle, landing on the demon lord’s chest. He’d stopped screaming and was now freakishly pale, even for him. She barked at him, growing alarmed when he didn’t even twitch. Whining, she nudged his chin with her nose. He bared his fangs, letting her know that he was still alive. Ali pushed her front paws on his jaw, ignoring the weak growling issuing from his throat. She whined and nuzzled his neck as his heartbeat grew more ragged.
*I have to get him out of here, now. He’s dying, and so is that toad who is half in love with him. How do I get them out of here?*
Ali gently nipped Sesshomaru’s ear to see if that would get him moving, but all it did was make him jerk and growl deeper. She closed her eyes; she just knew this was going to hurt. Taking a deep breath, Ali imagined herself to be larger than the ruins. She panted as the pain raced through her limbs at the accelerated growth. She whined as the growth slowed just as she became the same size Sesshomaru was—but even after all that pain, Ali still wasn’t big enough to carry him.
*The energy— if I can use that—* she thought dizzily as she eyed the priestesses’ pink barrier. Opening her mouth, Ali sucked in energy until the barrier and the mikos vanished, and she’d reached her imagined size. Ali gently picked up the now-unconscious toad demon and placed him on top of Sesshomaru before picking up the demon lord and fleeing.
Jaken woke up as a crackling sound filled his ears. Opening his eyes, he was surprised to see a fire burning merrily as it cast strange shadows on the cave walls. He gasped and sat up as he saw Sesshomaru slumped nakedly on his side, his hips covered with his yellow and blue obi. The half-goddess knelt next to his Lord dressed only in Sesshomaru’s kosodo. “What in Kami’s name are you doing, wench?” Jaken demanded and reached for the staff of two heads.
“Looking for this?” The girl’s silver and red eyes dared him to come over and take the staff out of her hands. “Stop shouting. You’re making my ears hurt— which means his hurt twice as much. As to what I’m doing, I’m taking these freaking stickers off of him before they kill him,” she said as she held up one of the sutras.
She let out a startled yelp as Sesshomaru grabbed her wrists and slammed her into the ground when she tried to remove a scroll from his back. Jaken smiled. Now he was sure that the stupid half-goddess would die. Instead, however, Sesshomaru nuzzled the girl’s throat, his tongue tracing over her jugular. Jaken’s nose began to bleed when he felt a perverse sense of arousal as Sesshomaru growled in approval and kissed the girl underneath him. He turned and faced the wall of the cave, stuffing his fingers into his ears to block out the sounds.
Ten minutes earlier
Ali didn’t remember how they’d gotten into the cave. She remembered picking up Sesshomaru, but things got a bit hazy after that. She didn’t even know how he had ended up naked, his clothes in a neat pile near him. Sighing, she pulled a scroll off of Sesshomaru’s arm and set it aside, silently asking the energy that was left behind to adapt to his energy. The little toad demon woke up then and after a short argument with the annoying imp, Ali reached for the last spell scroll, which was applied to the demon lord’s back. She yelped as her wrists where seized in an iron grip, and she was flipped over Sesshomaru’s hip, the air escaping from her lungs with a whoosh when she was slammed into the ground. Ali’s lips parted in surprise as her eyes locked with the blue on red gaze of Sesshomaru’s.
*How freakishly pretty,* she thought. Sesshomaru growled at her, his claws digging into her wrists until she felt blood trickling down her arm. Remembering every story she’d ever read about dominant feral creatures; Ali tilted her head to the side and lowered her lashes submissively. When the demon lord’s tongue traced over the pulse point in her throat, she sucked in a stunned breath against the burning sensation that raced across her skin. Sesshomaru lifted his head to stare at her again, and Ali grew worried— Sesshomaru’s face was changing, his canines more pronounced, and his skin was much more furry than usual. Sesshomaru let out a low growl and then kissed her.
One of his hands slid down from her wrist and captured her jaw to keep her from turning away from his plundering mouth. It wasn’t like she really wanted to— it was the best damn kiss she’d ever had in her short seventeen years. Even at the height of sex with Eddie hadn’t been this erotic. Ali knew she should stop him before he seduced her right in front of Jaken, but he tasted so good she couldn’t stop. The hand that had previously held her jaw captive trailed down her throat to push aside the collar of his kosodo, which she’d been forced to wear after changing back into her human form.
Ali groaned into Sesshomaru’s mouth as his claws dragged across the top of her breast, leaving her dizzy. It wasn’t until his hips ground into hers that she realized the precariousness of her situation. Now would not be the best time to get pregnant, especially with a half-demon child. She didn’t even know if she could get pregnant, considering she and Sesshomaru where polar opposites when it came to their magic. Ali pulled her mouth from his and tried to free one of her hands to push against his chest. Sesshomaru growled and was about to kiss her again when the scroll on his back electrocuted him. He howled and arched his back, his claws digging into her skin painfully. Sesshomaru’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, and he collapsed on top of Ali.
Ali grunted and tried to push the demon lord off of her. She wasn’t successful, which didn’t surprise her. The demon lord had to outweigh her by at least eighty pounds. “Jaken, a little help would be nice. He’s crushing my ribs,” she grunted, trying to find leverage to roll him.
The little toad demon scurried over and helped Ali push Sesshomaru off of her. Ali rubbed her aching wrists while Jaken re-covered Sesshomaru’s hips. Ignoring Jaken, Ali pulled the last spell scroll off of Sesshomaru and tossed it in the flames. Black spots danced in her vision as she tried to tell the spell to change to his energy— she was exhausted, but didn’t dare rest yet.
“Jaken he’ll be fine. I don’t think that they call him the Lord of the Western Lands as a nickname,” Ali said, laying a shaky hand on the little toad’s weeping head.
Sesshomaru’s eyes snapped open as a cold breeze ruffled his hair. “Jaken, stop hovering. If he wakes up and you’re in his face, he might accidently kill you,” he heard a familiar voice say. Sesshomaru tried to remember what had happened and tried to figure out what the weird taste in his mouth was. He jerked his head to the side when a cool, trembling hand was placed on his forehead.
“Oh, good. You’re awake.” Alithia’s purple eyes had streaks of silver, and the whites of her eyes were pink, despite the control over her magic she’d gained in the last few months, it was obvious that it wasn’t perfect. Her eyes still held her full goddess essence.
“What are you doing here?” he asked, sitting up and brushing aside her hand. “And why am I naked?” he asked after a moment.
Alithia blushed deeply. “I found you in some weird temple and brought you here… Though, I’m not entirely certain where HERE is. I don’t know how you got…”
Sesshomaru had never seen anyone literally turn red before— Alitha’s , neck and face actually turned so red that it matched the red in his kosodo. “Might I have my clothes back?” he asked after several seconds of silence.
Alithia clutched the collar of his kosodo and inched away from him. “Uhh, yeah, of course. Just not this,” she said, eyeing him nervously, looking as if she thought he’d take it from her.
“Lord Sesshomaru! This girl is responsible for nearly killing you, I just know it!” Jaken screeched. “She even tried to seduce you while you were wea—”
Sesshomaru bit back a grin as Alithia casually kicked Jaken to the far side of the cave. While she poked the fire with a stick, Sesshomaru pulled his hakama back on.
Ali hoped that Sesshomaru wouldn’t kill her for kicking his servant, but she didn’t want him to know about earlier. He apparently didn’t remember anything, and she wanted it to stay that way as long as possible. “What did you give me to eat? I don’t eat human food,” the demon lord asked, making her jump as his warm breath brushed her ears. Ali prayed that she wasn’t actually as red as she felt.
“I didn’t make you eat anything,” she said and eased around the fire.
“Then I must have eaten something when you weren’t looking. I have the strangest taste in—” the demon lord paused abruptly as he took in her appearance and the blush that stained her skin. Sesshomaru wasn’t entirely certain he wanted to know what had happened. His senses were not up to their usual strength, but he could smell lust. And blood.
She even tried to seduce you…
He carefully pulled his armor over his inner kosodo and slipped Tensaiga and Bakusaiga into place at his hip, his nose twitching as he tried to figure out exactly what had happened. Finally, he turned to Alithia and kept his features as neutral as possible. “Alithia, what happened to make you so embarrassed?” he said, stepping into her personal space so that she had to tilt her head backwards in order to meet his eyes. Sesshomaru had learned a long time ago that getting into the personal space of others was disconcerting, and most people tended to be truthful at those times. Alithia was no exception, for she swallowed air and nearly stepped away from him.
“You kissed me,” she said after licking her lips.
Sesshomaru nearly laughed at such an absurd idea. She was half human, half goddess. There was no way he’d lower himself enough to do something like that with humans, whole or half. *I’m not Father,* he thought derisively. “Is that all we did?” he asked lightly. If she was going to make up such ridiculous stories, he hoped that she at least made them good.
“Yes,” she whispered, lowering her lashes and nearly turning purple.
Sesshomaru arched an eyebrow. “Then why do I smell desire and blood? These are things usually associated with intimacy,” he said, his chest clenching. Alithia was beautiful enough to remember kissing— which he didn’t. It meant that either she was an extremely good liar or that his true demon nature had been present. If his demon self had Marked her, there would be trouble.
Ali concentrated on keeping her heart rate steady as Sesshomaru stood over her, not looking particularly pleased to have found out he’d kissed her. *Ha, I’ve been kissed before. That wasn’t kissing. That was... earth shattering,* she thought and felt something hot and twisty in her lower stomach.
“Alithia, were we intimate?” Sesshomaru’s deep voice asked. Ali shook her head. “Have you never been kissed before? You act as if you haven’t with that blush.”
Ali cursed inwardly at the demon lord’s persistence. “I’ve been kissed before! I’ve even been intimate with another man. I’ve just never been kissed like that. I was actually blushing over the, uh, the licking part,” she responded honestly, her hand curling over the spot he’d licked and purred against.
Sesshomaru’s jaw dropped of its own accord. He had LICKED her? It would certainly explain the strange taste in his mouth. “Explain what happened exactly,” he ordered.
“I was trying to get one of these scrolls off your back.” She held up a holy sutra to demonstrate. “And you must have woken up just a little. You pinned me to the ground and sniffed my neck, licked it, and then you kissed me. You passed out right after that because of the scroll,” she said, arousal flooding off of her even as she tried to keep a reign on it.
He recalled her words about being intimate with another man and frowned. A simple kiss should mean nothing to her after such acts, unless the man she’d been with hadn’t known what he was doing. “You liked it,” he pointed out softly, tilting her chin up. She nodded slowly as her face flushed even more. “What about this man you were with? Did he never kiss you?” he prodded.
Alithia shook her head. “Not like that,” she said.
“Alithia, did I look strange?”
Alithia chewed her lip, her eyebrows furrowing. “I think you were starting to change into your demon form— your eyes were blue on red, and your fangs were pretty long,” she said, brushing a strand of hair out her eyes. Sesshomaru gently captured her wrist when he saw bloody smears on it; his fingers traced over the distinct impressions of his hands and claws. Until that moment, he hadn’t really believed her— she was a fox after all, and they were famous for their lying abilities.
Ali concentrated on controlling her breathing as the demon lord’s fingers gently traced over the fingerprints he’d left behind earlier. “I hurt you. Why are you not afraid?” Sesshomaru asked.
Ali pulled her hand away from his and turned around before he saw the claw marks on her collar bone. “It didn’t hurt,” she said, cursing her need to be completely honest with him and the wave of pleasure that soared through her body at the memory of his touch.
“Hnn,” was Sesshomaru’s reply.
“Lord Sesshomaru, I apologize for kicking Jaken earlier,” Ali said after a moment of awkward silence.
“He deserved it,” Sesshomaru said carelessly. Ali let a tiny giggle escape her lips and knelt next to the fire to burn the remaining holy sutras. “Alithia, why are you wearing my clothes?” Sesshomaru asked a few minutes later as Jaken woke up and skittered to his side, out of Ali’s kicking range.
Ali blushed. “When I shift from my fox form, I’m naked. I usually make sure to keep something to change into nearby, but I have no idea where we are. I was about fifteen feet tall, so I don’t know how far from the freaky temple I got before I turned human again. I woke up here with both of us naked and borrowed this,” she explained.
The demon lord turned to Jaken. “Find a way out of this cave,” he ordered. Jaken scurried to do as he bid.“Alithia, come here so I can check those wounds again. I may have poisoned you,” Sesshomaru stated, not liking the paleness of her skin now that she was no longer blushing. A thud made him turn around as he drew Bakusaiga. Sesshomaru swore when he saw Alithia crumpled on the ground, her arm draped across the fire. He knelt next to her and pulled her away from the fire, shaking his head. *Stupid girl. She shouldn’t have expended so much magic,* he thought and tried to ignore the long slender legs that emerged from the short skirt of his kosodo.
“Master Sesshomaru, I have found the way out!” Jaken’s shrill voice grated Sesshomaru’s nerves.
“Put out the fire, then,” he said as he gathered Alithia’s slender form in his arms. Once they were out of the cave, he realized that they were not far from his castle grounds. With an exhausted sigh, he took Alithia to his private chambers and placed her in the huge bed meant for him to share with his mate someday.
Seeing Alithia lying against the wine colored satin pillows twisted Sesshomaru’s heart in a strange way— it was almost as if the bed had been made for her. Dismissing such a ridiculous thought even as he stroked her sand-colored hair out of her face, Sesshomaru became aware of how tired he was. Wearily, he moved to the smaller chamber that his father had used until he’d met that blasted Izayoi.
He groaned inwardly as he saw Hanako, one of his concubines — the only dog demon of the bunch— kneeling next to the bed. If Jaken didn’t stop arranging for one of his concubines to be waiting for him every time he returned to the castle, the imp would be killed. He was glad it was her above anyone else, but right now, he was too damn tired to deal with anything.
“Sesshy, what happened to you and why do you smell so strange?”
Sesshomaru growled lowly at her for the nickname and sat on the edge of the bed. Hanako smiled at him and began pulling off his armor. This was why he liked Hanako more than the others; she understood his needs without him saying anything. “After you take care of me, see to the lady in the other room,” he said gruffly. “She is to be treated with the same respect as you would give me or my mother, and if I find out she was treated otherwise by anyone, that person will die,” Sesshomaru added.
Hanako nodded once as she pulled off his boots. “I’ll look after her personally, Sesshy,” Hanako promised as he curled on his side under the blankets, shooting her another dirty look. He wanted to tell her that the only reason she got away with the nickname was because she’d been a loyal servant for three hundred years, but the exhaustion overtook him.
Hanako brushed aside Sesshomaru’s hair tenderly after he fell asleep and sighed. Weak as he was at the moment, she had no doubt that Lady Choutsuki would be here soon. Once she was sure that Sesshomaru was sleeping, Hanako rose and went into the long corridor.
“Reiko, go put fresh lilacs in Lady Choutsuki’s chambers and make sure it’s clean,” she ordered a passing servant and then returned to the master chamber. Hanako was stunned when she saw the half-human. Other than little Rin, Sesshomaru had never associated with humans. Hanako shook her head and checked the young creature over— she wasn’t a half-demon, which surprised her even more.
After tending the girl’s wounds, Hanako waited for two days before Sesshomaru woke up.
“Don’t allow her to leave my chambers until I return. I do not wish for there to be a misunderstanding— she is a half-goddess, and the others may think she is attacking the castle. She may go into the gardens if she wishes, but not far,” Sesshomaru ordered as he dressed.
Hanako bowed. “Sesshy, what is she to wear? She can’t go around in that kosodo of yours, it’s entirely too short for decency, and the blood stains would freak out any of the servants who happened to be nearby,” she pointed out.
Sesshomaru shot her an annoyed look for the nickname. “Give her my blue and white kimono or the black one. They should fit her,” he said. “Her name is Alithia,” he added and then left the chambers.
Ali rubbed her cheek against the satiny pillow and yawned sleepily. She’d never been so comfortable in her life, so she snuggled deeper into the cool sheets and tried to go back to sleep. It suddenly registered that she didn’t have satin sheets on the futon she used in Kaede’s cabin. Ali shot upright and regretted it as her head spun.
“Lady Alithia, would you like something to eat?” a soft voice asked her. Ali turned her head to find a beautiful woman with sky blue eyes and black hair.
“Um, where am I?” she asked.
The woman smiled. “You are in Sesshy’s— I mean, Lord Sesshomaru’s private chambers. He left yesterday and asked that you stay in these rooms until he returns,” the woman explained cheerfully.
“I’m in his home?” Ali was shocked beyond words; she’d rather expected to wake up in Kaede’s hut, not in a freakin’ castle. She could tell it was a castle by the way the whole room was the size of Kaede and Inuyasha’s huts combined.
“Yes. Sesshy brought you here to heal. Do you mind telling me what happened while you eat?” the woman asked.
Ali leaned back against the pillows and sighed. “I have no idea why he brought me here. I only helped him a little,” she said. “Who are you?” Ali changed the subject before the woman could ask what she’d done for Sesshomaru.
“I am Hanako, one of Sesshomaru’s concubines and a servant. I’ll make sure you get whatever you need, Lady Alithia.” The woman bowed to Ali after handing her a tray, making Ali blush.
“Oh, don’t call me Lady Alithia! I’m just Ali, and you don’t need to bow to me.” Ali made a face and giggled. Ten minutes later, she sighed and pushed aside the tray. “Thank you, Lady Hanako. Is it possible to take a bath and change without making Lord Sesshomaru angry?” she asked, wrinkling her nose at how dirty she felt.
“Don’t address me as a lady, please. I’m not a lady, just a concubine. And yes, Sesshomaru does have a bath in his rooms.”
Ali’s felt her face light up at the prospect of a real bath.
The next afternoon
Choutsuki narrowed her eyes as Sesshomaru’s servants greeted her without their usual scrambling fear. *I’m expected. My son, what have you gotten yourself into this time?* she wondered, frowning when she couldn’t sense his demonic aura in the castle. After she’d changed into a clean kimono, Choutsuki sent for Hanako, who would know what had happened to her son.
“Lady Choutsuki, welcome. I hope everything has matched your expectations,” the concubine said as she bowed lowly.
“What has happened to my son?” Choutsuki demanded, ignoring the woman’s polite greeting.
“I do not really know, Lady. Sesshomaru returned to the castle six days ago in a weakened state. He brought a half-goddess with him who only said she’d helped him out of a difficult situation. Lord Sesshomaru left three days ago, but I do not know where he went.”
Choutsuki lifted an elegant eyebrow. “A half-goddess? Where in the world did my son come across one of those?” she asked. Hanako shook her head to indicate she had no idea. “Hmm. Well, let us see this creature. Take me to her,” she ordered the servant.
Choutsuki tapped her fan against her lips as she watched the half-goddess who sat in Sesshomaru’s favorite chair reading what looked to be Sesshomaru’s favorite book. Despite her pale features, the creature was strikingly beautiful— she had long, sand-colored hair that was twisted into a simple braid down her back and streaked with pink and purple *though her hair does smell terrible*, Choutsuki thought privately. her lips red from where she chewed them as she read. Peeking out of her hair were long, slender white ears tipped in gold, which were flickering as the girl listened for danger. Choutsuki took half a step backwards as the half-goddess’s ears snapped in her direction, and she lifted her head. When Choutsuki saw the amethyst purple eyes, her jaw dropped behind her fan. It was no wonder Sesshomaru had been drawn to this creature— she was fascinating just to look at.
“What happened with my son?” she asked as she emerged from the shadows.
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