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Evolution
By : Macx
Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male
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Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.
Chapter List
- 1-Evolution
- 2-part 2
- 3-part 3
- 4-part 4
- 5-part 5
- 6-part 6
- 7-part 7
- 8-part 8
- 9-part 9
- 10-part 10
- 11-part 11
- 12-part 12
- 13-part 13
- 3
- 4
- 5
The man's mouth quirked into a smile. "Miko. You saw through
the shield."
"Sh... Shield?" Kagome stuttered, stunned.
This was Sesshoumaru... Inuyasha's half brother, a youkai... Here. Today.
In - Her -Time!
"Wha... what's going on..."
And then it hit her. Shikon Enterprises. This was about the Shikon no
Tama... even the logo told her so.
"It's been a while since we saw each other," Sesshoumaru said calmly
and rose.
He looked impressive in the suit, but still, it looked a bit off. She
had never seen him in anything but his kimono.
"Two weeks," she answered weakly. "I mean... how could you come through
the well...?"
Another near-smile. "The well closed down, miko. And except you and
Inuyasha, no one was ever allowed to travel through anyway. I couldn't
be here even if it was still open."
"It's... closed?"
No one had noticed. She hadn't noticed. She had been so busy...
A nod.
"But..."
"For you, it has been two weeks. For us, five hundred years."
Kagome felt her mind whirl at the words. Five hundred... years?!
"You...?" she started. "The others...?"
Her voice was suddenly very faint as she tried to really understand
what the youkai was telling her.
She had so many questions!
"We'll answer your questions one at the time," Sesshoumaru interrupted
her thoughts.
"Where's Inuyasha?" she demanded, fighting for control. "Is he here?
Is he alive? And Sango? Miroku?"
The smile grew again and she found it lacked the coldness, the aloofness
of before.
Five hundred years.
"Kagome!"
She turned and again her vision blurred slightly as she saw a man in
jeans, t-shirt and brown leather jacket enter the office, smiling broadly,
blue eyes sparkling in a sun-tanned face. The hair was shorter, though
still falling long and heavy past his shoulders, but the pointed ears and
the tail were a dead giveaway.
"Kouga!"
And then she found herself enveloped in a hug that took her breath away.
"You came!" he whispered, his voice holding so many emotions, they overwhelmed
her.
"Uh... I..."
Kouga's smile was infectious. He looked vibrant, so much more alive
than two weeks ago when she had returned to her time, when he had still
suffered under the memories of what had happened. Of being the only wolf
youkai left.
"It's good to finally see you again. I really missed you."
Sesshoumaru had this faintly tolerant expression in his eyes, as well
as the barely conceivable smile on his lips.
"It's been only two weeks," she whispered, still not comprehending.
"Ah, well, that's time travel for you."
"You really couldn't keep your hands off her for at least some time,"
a voice snarled. "Give Kagome some breathing space, you overgrown rug!"
Kouga huffed, stepped back, but the smile was still there.
"She's still my woman, puppy. I waited five hundred years to see her
again!"
"Inuyasha!" Kagome breathed, shocked to see the hanyou in the clothes
of her time.
He, more than anyone, looked completely out of place. This time her
brain managed to adjust to the actual image quite quickly. Whatever it
was that shielded the youkai and hanyou from prying eyes, made them human
in appearance, she had no problem seeing through it now.
Inuyasha wore jeans just like Kouga, a shirt and a jacket, and his feet
stuck in tennis shoes. He was wearing shoes! It boggled the mind. His hair
was shorter, like Sesshoumaru's, and only reached to his shoulders now.
The ears were just the same, as were the amber eyes. Behind him, Miroku
was in a more business-like outfit. Both appeared older by just a few years,
their figures leaner, their faces more narrow. A lot of the youthful appearance
had made to a grown-up exterior, showing two men in their late twenties
with eyes that spoke of a lot more maturity.
Miroku grinned at her. His small pony tail had vanished, though his
hair was still longish. Around the sides and back it had been cut very
short, the top strands were an unruly mop.
"You're all here!" she whispered.
Kouga quickly brought a chair over, glaring at Sesshoumaru. "You didn't
even let her sit down!"
He didn't get an answer.
"Sango and Shippo will be here shortly," Inuyasha said as he crouched
down next to her.
Kagome just threw her arms around him, buried her head in his hair.
Five hundred years! For her it had been just two weeks, but if the well
was truly closed now...
So many questions.
Oh so many questions...
* * *
Kagome sat on the incredibly comfortable and soft leather couch that
was part of the furniture in this top floor room. Outside the high windows,
the life of Tokyo buzzed by. She could see other skyscrapers in the distance,
people driving their cars and motorbikes as tiny ants on the street below,
and the sky was an endless stretch of blue with white clouds. It was so
surreal, sitting here, looking at her friends whom she had left only two
weeks ago and who had been separated from her for five hundred years...
She had questions burning inside her, but none would come out. She was
too overwhelmed, and very glad for the tea Miroku had brought her. It was
sweet and hot and calming her.
"Wow..." she whispered, smiling stupidly. "This is so incredible."
Sango smiled widely. "I know. I'm so glad to see you again, Kagome!"
She had barely changed. She looked a bit older, more grown-up, leaner
like the others. Her hair had been cut short, and she was wearing casual
pants and a blouse that told of money in a discrete way. With Sesshoumaru
in charge of Shikon Enterprises, Sango would have an executive position,
to. Or something like it, Kagome suspected.
"So, you two are... married?" Kagome finally asked.
"Oh yes," Sango smiled at her husband, reaching out and squeezing his
hand for a second. "497 wonderful years."
"It was hard enough to get you to say yes," Sesshoumaru rumbled.

//Sango found her mate sitting under the cherry tree in his garden -
their favorite spot. Crouching down at his side she silently snuggled into
his embrace, putting one arm around her shoulder and entwining their fingers.
It had been a favorite way for her to spend time with him, since they once
had spent an entire night this way, just talking. Well, define talking
when it came to Sesshoumaru - but yet, that night her mate had opened up
to her in a way she had never witnessed in him before. It was the most
romantic thing she could ever imagine, coming from that man. And she loved
him even more, though the rest of the world would hardly be able to understand
her. Sometimes she didn't even understand herself.
"Sango," his soft baritone voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Yes?"
"Marry me."
What??
"What?"
"Marry me."
Quiet, not really a question, though not a demand either.
"No ... " It came out before she had time to really think of it.
"Why not?"
"Sesshou, I really love you, don't get me wrong here, but you're a youkai,
and I ... We're already bonded, and that's so much more than I've ever
expected. Honestly I ... I can't."
"I see."
Just like that. He tightened his embrace around her, not saying another
word for the rest of the evening.
Sango felt guilty.
But then there was her fear again. That no longer so little but very
nagging voice that reminded her of all the other youkai-human couples or
couplings. Sooner or later the youkai partner seemed to grow tired of his
or her human mate, leave them with their children, and the human would
have to fend for herself. They had met too many of these fates for her
not to think about a similar scenario when it came to her and Sesshoumaru.
Sure, they were bonded, but it didn't mean they had to stay mated. It
just meant that they were sharing life energy, that death was not the end.
And there was Sesshoumaru himself. For all his life he had looked down
on humans and hanyou. Humans were weak, hanyou had dirty blood. Just look
at how he treated his own brother, the voice reminded her and Sango cringed.
What if one day she really got pregnant and he would treat their children
the same? What if he left her then because of it. All precautions she took
were fickle. Aiko had told her that there was no guarantee that it would
prevent conception in the long run.
Did she want his children? Sango closed her eyes. Yes, she wanted children,
but she also wanted a partner to raise them with. Inuyasha would probably
skin his brother alive should he decide to throw her out, and Miroku and
Inuyasha would help her, but the fact remained that Sesshoumaru's conception
of hanyou and humans was... had been... not very good.
Had he changed enough for her to risk it? Risk her happiness?
She didn't know.
And it scared her.
*
Sesshoumaru's strong arms closed around her as she sank sated against
his chest. Fingers were carding through her hair, running down her back,
and she sighed in content.
"Marry me."
It wasn't much more than a whisper, but it pulled her out of her laziness
in a second.
"No."
"Why not?"
"You're a ..."
"I'm the youkai you've been sleeping with for more than a year, slayer.
Not an argument. Why?"
"It's a little late to make an honorable woman of me," she argued weakly.
"Who says I want to? What else?"
Damn, he was persistent.
"I ... I can't."
The old fears. They were overwhelming and all-powerful, and she was
so incredibly scared. It was a commitment, more than the status quo. Right
now she was his partner, but not legally bound to him. What if he changed
when he was officially her husband? What did a youkai marriage entail?
Her parents had been happy, but she had grown up in a demon exterminator
village. Women and men were equals; she had been one of the best slayers
of her age. So what if Sesshoumaru expected submission the moment she was
'his'?
Sango couldn't really see him like it, but it was still a worry. She
was strong, independent... and she had nowhere else to go. Of course, there
was always the king. Takeda was still waiting for her to say yes. Like
Sesshoumaru he knew she was a slayer, a strong woman, but unlike Sesshoumaru
he had never experienced battle himself. With the youkai she had an equal
partner. She loved their sparring sessions and fights; not all physical
either.
"I see," Sesshoumaru only said.
And he pulled her back into his arms, stroking her hair and soothing
her racing thoughts.
*
The moment she entered her room, Sango froze. The sweet scent of cherry
blossoms and orchids filled the entire room, bouquets were placed in every
free place. It was as if she had just stepped into a garden - and as unexpected
as it could ever be in such a place like this.
"Sesshou?"
"Sango."
He stood in the middle of the room, quiet and calm, his usual collected
self, but something was different.
"Koishii, what... ?"
And then she saw it.
"Sesshou, your hair. You've cut your hair?"
The former calf length, silvery white cascade was reduced to shoulder
blade length, and she had to run her hand through it.
"You once said it disturbed you."
"Yes, but that was almost a year ago. What is this all about?"
"Marry me."
She froze, looking up into the golden pools that were his eyes.
"You're really serious."
Sesshoumaru cocked one eyebrow just a fraction, but Sango knew well
enough he was surprised.
"I always am."
"But... why? Why me, why now, why...?" She made an overall gesture.
"Our children will need both parents."
"Our... children?!"
"Don't you want children?"
"Don't I... of course I want children."
"Then you don't want children from me?"
"From... Sesshou, they would be hanyou."
"I know. So you don't want me?"
"I... you foolish, stupid, annoying, aggravating... "
"I take that as a 'yes'."
He shut her up with a long and sweet kiss that made her head spin and
her knees buckle. Or was it the scent of the flowers.
"Yes..." she whispered. //
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Evolution	By : Macx Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2806 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.

Evolution