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Rise Of The Shikon Miko	By : golden_eyes_hypnotize Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 2628 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 34

It had been a long two months since Sesshoumaru had refused to answer her questions. Since then, Kagome barely pulled herself out of bed to go about her day. She was tired because she slept so poorly. She was tired because she was depressed. She took little care in her appearance, most days not even bothering to comb out her tangled hair and throwing it back in a low ponytail. She had Jaken prepare her food at all hours of the night when she couldn’t sleep for her crying.

She hadn’t been in the den since that day, hadn’t been in her office, had moved the clothes she used into her new bedroom, and had stopped sitting to Sesshoumaru’s right at meals, instead sitting as far away at the table as she could. She had trouble waking up in the mornings and was late for breakfast so usually ate alone at the counter in the kitchen. For lunch, she tended to take her meals out in her clearing with Inuyasha or Shiori, who began visiting daily. She couldn’t avoid him at dinner, and he tried to talk to her daily at those times but said nothing of substance, merely pleasantries that she left unanswered save a withering glare, nothing that would change circumstances or tell her what thought was so important he could betray her trust, and every day she grew more miserable.

It was as though the previous months with Sesshoumaru had been a dream. She had often felt an unreality to them, as if those days were too good to be true, and it turned out they were. The demon she had loved would never have betrayed her trust by keeping secrets from her and if he had made a mistake, he would have corrected it and fought for her. Sesshoumaru did none of that.

He had tried to touch her a few times since then and once she had clawed and hissed and screamed until he backed away and the other time she had made her body a weapon, igniting it with holy power and singing the flesh of his hands for daring to lay them on her. He hadn’t tried after that.

Physical training with him was pure torture. She kept her eyes shut tight so as not to look at him, but she could still smell his spicy, woody scent and hear the gentle brush of silk on silk as he moved gracefully in his training yukata and hakama. How she longed to feel his body holding hers again, but increasingly she lost hope that that would ever happen.

When her friends came to visit, she put on her best fake smile but knew she wasn’t fooling anyone. She also knew Inuyasha had gone to yell at his brother a few times over the two months, but it had done no good. Sesshoumaru obviously valued his secrets more than he valued her. And she had decided he was welcome to them. For two months he had left her alone to the pain of his betrayal without once even trying to explain himself. She had reached her breaking point. Sharing a soul only takes you so far.

And so it had come to this: today at lunch, Kagome had asked Inuyasha if she could come home with him. She wanted to leave this place where everything pulled at her broken heart but she would continue to train for the battle to come. She just didn’t belong here anymore.

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Inuyasha had told Kagome to go and pack while he told Sesshoumaru. She hadn’t said a single word to him since that fateful morning and he didn’t want her to have the stress of a confrontation with him. He honestly wasn’t sure she could handle it. She looked like shit and despite eating more was actually losing weight at an alarming rate. Every time he saw her, her eyes were red and puffy from spending the whole night crying. Maybe her leaving would be the thing to make his idiot brother stop being so fucking stubborn.

He found Sesshoumaru in the dojo, alone. He was on the floor, sitting lotus, meditating. ‘So glad the fucker can relax at a time like this.’

“Yo! Asshole!” The hanyou stood with his clawed fists on his hips.

Sesshoumaru opened his eyes and raised a single dark brow.

“You’ve finally done it. Your stubborn fucking ass has pushed her away for good. Kags asked me to take her home with me today.”

For only the second time in his life, he saw actual emotion on his brother’s face and it wasn’t pretty. He looked like he’d just been stabbed by Inuyasha’s giant sword fashioned from his father’s fang, Tessaiga, straight through his gut. His jaw stood open and his eyes reflected deepest pain, even shining with shocked tears. “No…” the daiyoukai whispered.

“Look, I don’t care what you say, I’m taking her with me. If she stays here, I’m afraid she’s going to try to hurt herself or something.”

Once again the proud daiyoukai jerked, wincing, as though taking a fatal blow. He had known she was depressed, but he saw her so little now. It was true she did not look well, but could she really be so despondent that she would cause herself injury? He had believed that if he gave her time, she would forgive him for not being able to truly answer her questions, but now it seemed he had made a grave error.

“I cannot protect her if she is not with me,” the demon protested weakly in whisper wracked in pain.

“Dude, you haven’t protected her in a long time. Being here with you not talking to her is going to kill her before too much longer. Shit, have you even seen her?”

He had seen her, he had just stubbornly clung to his decision and his belief that eventually she would just forgive him. What could he do? If she left, her nightmares would come back and the evil hanyou would have access to her again, but if she stayed here, Inuyasha believed she would end her own life. It was the lesser of two evils: he had to let her go.

“I want to say good bye,” he croaked past a throat that felt too full.

“Look, Sess, I think it would be better if you didn’t. And if you care about her at all you’ll come up with a plan to fix this shit. Fast. Something that involves serious groveling and includes everything you’re keeping from her. I’ve never seen her this low before. And with her mind the way it is right now it is like putty for that asshole to fuck with.”

His mind racing for the first time in months, Sesshoumaru countered, “What if you all moved in here with her.” He put his hand up to stall his brother’s protest. “Wait. We’ll put you all in the guest wing, far from me. It has its own exit so she never has to come to the main part of the shiro. She can take her meals there or outside in the courtyard or in her clearing. I will make sure I am never seen or sensed by her. This way she can be protected from that monster but live free from me. We can even have Father or you continue her physical training.”

Inuyasha was thoughtful for a minute and his eyes focused inward. He could be around her and give her the hugs and support she desperately needed and since she’d still be near the bastard, she should be free from harmful outside influence. And when he finally figured out how to fix this fucking mess of his, she would be close. Plus he really wasn’t sure how to keep her on her diet at his house. She’d have way too many temptations. And his house in the suburbs definitely didn’t have a dojo, a pool, or onsen.

“Alright. We’ll do it. But I don’t think she’s gonna like it.” He turned towards the door before adding, “The clock is ticking, bastard. You know she has no hope of defeating her father if she’s not with you and happy and I can’t believe your instincts can just allow you to let her deteriorate like this now that you realize how bad things are. But if you fucking hurt her again, I’ll take her from you and hide her someplace you’ll never find her. This is your last chance and Dad will back me up.”

Still recovering from the earlier news, all Sesshoumaru could do was nod.

……………………..

Inuyasha had been right: Kagome was not happy. She wanted to break ties with Sesshoumaru completely, not live in the same place and hide from each other. Still, at least she wouldn’t be alone anymore.

She started to move her things, but Inuyasha and Jaken wouldn’t hear of it and transported them to the special suite at the farthest end of the wing that was reserved for the most important of non-family guests. There were two bedrooms, two baths, a large common living area, French doors leading out to a private courtyard and a small kitchen. Inuyasha and Shiori would be moving in with her so they could spend time together and try to boost her spirits. Jaken would have the living room outfitted with a TV, DVD player, and video game consoles by the end of the day at Inuyasha’s request.

Inuyasha called work and arranged for a leave of absence so he could watch over Kagome. He really didn’t want her alone for a second, she was far too depressed. He didn’t even know how she was functioning enough to do her training every day.

He talked to his brother about getting her on some medication, but when he asked Kagome, she refused, saying, “I’m not sick. I’m just disappointed and broken hearted. When this is all over and I can finally leave here, and most importantly, him, it will get better.”

Even though Inuyasha had zero sympathy for the bastard, he hoped for Kagome’s sake he could change her mind. If she left him for good, she would be in constant pain for the rest of her life and Kagome really didn’t handle pain well. And, present idiocy aside, she would never find anyone better suited for her.

……………………….

She trained with Toga that afternoon and to change things up, he gave her her first sparring session. He was impressed how readily she was engaged despite the look of dull pain in her eyes. She easily met his strikes with able and effective blocks, dancing on the balls of her feet to dodge and even counter.

Inuyasha and Shiori were watching from the wall on the floor and exchanged shocked looks when Kagome suddenly went on the offensive. They could see the switch in her eyes and saw she had snapped. She was starting to glow pink with holy power and her punches and kicks sped up to super human speed as she advanced on their father, actually pushing him back. She leapt forward and into a high spinning kick that she had not learned from her forms. Toga stepped back quickly and raised his hands in surrender before she could make contact. She stopped, stunned, with her leg still held aloft, toes pointed, and hurriedly lowered it and bowed to Toga.

Returning her bow, he straightened and said, “Kagome, dear, where did you learn those moves? You have only been studying defensive postures.”

Biting her lip in embarrassment, she replied, “When we started sparring, my anger just started coming out. Most of what I was doing were old dance moves sped up, but…like that last thing…I have no idea. I was just so angry and it just kinda happened. And I definitely didn’t mean to be channeling my spiritual powers, either. I’m sorry, Papa Inu. I could have burned you.” She hung her head in confused shame.

He thought about this. It was a well-known truth that when a warrior let emotion rule him, he got sloppy and made mistakes, allowing his opponent to take advantage. However, when Kagome became emotional, it was like she tapped directly into her power and heritage. He would have to test this further, but between her awesome display of power and control that had leveled that large patch of strong, ancient cedar to today’s match where she moved at near full-blooded demon speed using moves she couldn’t possibly have known, he was starting to believe that there was a larger purpose to her having such a large heart.

Inuyasha came bounding up to her and grabbed her in his arms, squeezing tightly. After taking a deep inhale of her scent, he pulled his face back enough to meet her eyes while still holding her close. “You shoulda seen you move! I bet you were even faster than me! I’m so never getting you angry at me ever again! It was fucking awesome!”

“Kagome, I think you should skip your water training today and just go relax with your friends. And please do not worry about what happened. You have been crafted by the Kami and everything that happens to you has purpose.”

She gave him a doubtful look full of past and recent pain, but said nothing. If that was true, she had a serious bone to pick with the gods about just what was necessary to make a priestess.

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