Adult-FanFiction.org : Inuyasha / Yashahime

One Wish	By : Earthnfarie Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 8219 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha nore do I profit from the writing of this.

Chapter List
- 2
- 3
- 4
“Kagome?!” Sango shot awake. Her eyes darted around, and she was dismayed to see she wasn’t in the temple or anywhere near it. She ignored Miroku whom was trying to sooth her. She surged to her feet, and saw neither Kagome nor Inuyasha anywhere in sight. “KAGOME!” She screamed. She fell to her knees, and was pulled into an embrace by Miroku. She clung to him and sobbed.
When she finally calmed she looked to Miroku. “Where is she? What happened?”
Miroku didn’t look in her eyes. “She- she let go.”
“WHAT?!”
Miroku sighed. “Inuyasha asked her to let go so Kikyou could help finish Naraku. She did on the agreement that when it is over Kikyou will give back her soul.”
Sango didn’t believe the evil bitch would do that. “Why do we need Kikyou? And where is Kagome’s body?”
“Kagome is unable to control her power, but Kikyou can. And- her body is back at the temple-”
“What?! We have to go back for it!” Sango surged to her feet again, but was prevented from going anywhere by Miroku.
“It is safe where it is, and she needs to stay there in order for her body to stay well. She is frozen in time with a spell so when we returned she will be just as she was yesterday.” Miroku wasn’t sure of this, but he wasn’t allowed to see Kagome. No one was. Kikyou had told them that they couldn’t enter the temple without possibly disrupting the spell. If that happened Kagome could die.
Sango sunk back into Miroku’s arms, and was silent for a time. “Where are they?”
“We all thought it would be better if they weren’t here when you woke. They have a camp not far if you would like to go stay with them for the night.” Miroku explained. He was the one to insist, and he was right. He knew that if Sango had woke, and seen a living Kikyou she would have killed her.
“No. Let’s stay here tonight.” She clung to the man she would marry one day, and thought only of her sister.
**
Pain was all she knew. She fell into the blackness, but still felt it when Kikyou ripped away the soul she clung to. It was excruciating, and she wondered why she still felt pain in death. It didn’t seem fair. She felt the pulsing of her heart, and the searing of the loss of the soul. Why was she still alive without a soul? Was she meant to walk, living dead, like Kikyou now? Would she need the innocent souls to keep her going? If she did she would die first. Let her body rot, she wouldn’t condemn others to suffer for her.
Finally true oblivion claimed her, and washed away her hurts.
**
“Inuyasha I need to go repair my weapon and honor my family.”
“Why now?! We need to kill that bastard!”
Sango looked at him solemnly. “How do you wish me to fight without my weapon?”
Inuyasha glared at her then jumped into a tree.
“How long?”
Sango didn’t hide her contempt as she answered Kikyou. “Two weeks or more, it isn’t a short walk from here.”
Kikyou nodded, and looked to the hanyou in the tree. “We will continue on following the rumors.”
Sango gave a curt nod, and turned and walked away.
Miroku followed. When they were well away from Inuyasha and Kikyou, Miroku asked, “What are you up to my dear?”
“I refuse to travel with that dead bitch, and I wish to see for myself if the bitch is lying.” Sango replied lightly, though her face was dark and brooding.
Miroku felt a lump rise in his throat. “You plan to go to the temple?”
Sango sighed. “No that is too risky. I want to speak with Kaede, and then see what else we can find out. There are many scrolls in my village, and some about dark mikos.”
Miroku nodded. “That seems most wise.”
“Plus we need to find a way to help Kagome if Kikyou doesn’t willingly give back her soul, which I think is likely.” Sango paused, and had Kiara transform. It would be quicker travel that way.
“Yes, I doubt Kikyou has any intention of restoring Kagome.” He said as he climbed on behind Sango. They took off to Edo, both of them praying their miko friend could be saved.
**
“They don’t like me.”
Inuyasha bit back the ‘How could they?’ that wanted to come out. Instead he said, “Keh, just need to get used to ya.”
Kikyou looked at Inuyasha. They both knew it was more than that. “Do you trust them?”
Inuyasha shot a startled look at Kikyou. “Course.” The gruffness in his tone said he didn’t want to talk about it anymore.
Kikyou looked ahead still walking. They traveled in silence a bit longer before Kikyou broke it. “We could travel faster if you carry me.”
Inuyasha said nothing as he thought. If he carried Kikyou he could get her sent out of his nose, but then it would be on his clothes. Inuyasha had thought that Kikyou becoming alive again would restore her real scent to her, but she still smelled of grave soil. Her scent was strong, but not enough to cover the other decaying scent. Inuyasha let out an inaudible sigh, and crouched in front of Kikyou.
With a satisfied smile Kikyou climbed onto Inuyasha’s back like her silly reincarnation used to, and almost squealed in delight as Inuyasha leapt high into the air. For the first time Kikyou understood something of her reincarnation. This was delightful, both in being so close to Inuyasha, and the feeling it gave her as they flew through the air. Kikyou liked the feeling of freedom the wind caressing her face gave her. Kikyou found her new lease on life to be so much more satisfying.
**
Kagome woke in pain. It washed through her body in waves. She swore she was going to ruin her back sleeping on the damn cold hard ground constantly. She needed a break. She would ask Inuyasha to let her return home for a bit, especially after the exceedingly horrid dream she had. Kagome groaned, and tried to clutch her sleeping bag. Her hand gripped nothing. Then her fingers brushed the cold sharp edge of stone, and her heart faltered. Suddenly she wasn’t so sure it had been a dream. She was scared to open her eyes. She didn’t want to know the truth.
She cracked her eyes open just as her fingers moved out. She saw the inside of a stone building as her fingers encountered the candles. She squeezed her eyes shut, and jerked her hand back to herself. ‘This isn’t happening. This isn’t happening!’ She screamed to herself. She desperately wanted to believe she was mistaken, but she knew she wasn’t.
She reached inside trying to understand. Why was she alive? Didn’t Kikyou take her soul? She searched through herself for answers of any kind. As she brushed on her soul, it pulsed, and scorching pain seared through her veins, and along her skin. A scream lodged in her throat, and her eyes snapped open. It coursed through every inch of her body, but was more pronounced in several long spots. Kagome’s mind flashed to Kikyou’s bleeding of her as she stared at the ceiling. Then it was gone. Kagome panted, and let her finger search along her body. Finding only dried blood that flaked away, and no pain, Kagome sat up. She looked at herself. She was a mess. Her skin was unmarred, but her clothes were sliced, and caked with her blood. She didn’t dwell on it, and instead hopped off the altar.
The place was unusually still, and silent. Kagome clasped a hand over her mouth to stifle her screams as memories of Miroku’s betrayal came to her when she looked around. She prayed Sango was alright, and tried to understand that Miroku had done what he had for not only himself, but her beloved sister. It still was a pain that gripped her heart. She knew she couldn’t dwell on it though, and shoved it from her mind.
Kagome quickly streaked outside. She looked around for her things, but they were gone. She half expected to see Kikyou’s soul collector demons to come to her, but they did not. She remained alone.
She knew she had to look inside the temple for anything that might be of use to her, and dreaded it. She approached the door warily. Looking inside, Kagome saw no seething masses, nor heard voices, but it didn’t hearten her. She went inside, and quickly looked for anything. She found miko’s clothes, and decided it was suiting. She took the clothes, and with one glance around, her eyes falling on her blood that marred the altar in dark steaks, left the temple. She made sure to close the door, and then dashed away from the temple.
This time the forest was almost welcoming. Kagome followed the trail with her ears listening intently for any sound of water. She was about ready to just change into the oddly pristine miko’s clothes when she heard the distinctive babbling of a stream. Kagome cut into the wood, and found the perfectly translucent water. Delighted, she stripped, and cleaned up. She donned the miko cloths, and felt decidedly better even if she didn’t understand anything that was happening. She was so sure she should be dead.
She went back to the main path, and continued on her way out of the valley. Just inside the mouth to the hideous place she found her discarded bow and arrows. She smirked. Kikyou had to have been the one to toss them away so carelessly. That was just fine with Kagome. She picked them up, and they felt alive and welcoming of her. She smiled, and strode out of the valley with her head held high. She paused, and gazed over the land that lay before her. She was alone now.
- 2
- 3
- 4
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

One Wish