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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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Ali had been reading a book about a samurai warrior when she heard a new heartbeat in the room with her. She lifted her head from the book and looked in the direction of the person, her eyes widening as she saw a female version of Sesshomaru. The woman had only one curvy magenta stripe on her cheeks compared to the two slender ones Sesshomaru possessed.
"I helped him out of a difficult situation, Lady. I am not certain Lord Sesshomaru wishes to be discussed without his knowledge," Ali said in reply to the question asked of her. She stood and bowed to the woman who was obviously Sesshomaru's mother. She hoped it was the proper bow-Kagome had been teaching her how to greet her superiors, but the beautiful woman in front of her left her a bit flustered and unsure if she was being polite enough.
"Child, what sort of goddess are you?" the woman asked, using her fan to tilt Ali's chin up.
"I do not know, but Lord Sesshomaru believes me to be a goddess of children. I only became aware of my powers a few months ago," she said, meeting the golden gaze of the woman before her, who possessed the same freakish beauty that Sesshomaru had, leaving Ali to assume she was a succubus.
"Come, child. I wish to speak with you more." The lady led the way out of the small study and turned when she realized Ali had paused in the doorway.
"Lord Sesshomaru asked that I remain in these rooms, Lady," Ali said with an apologetic bow.
"You are perfectly safe with me, dear. Now, first of all— what is your name?"
Choutsuki already liked Sesshomaru's new concubine despite her half-goddess status. The first time the girl had bowed, she'd seen the half-claim mark on her neck that Sesshomaru always used on his concubines. However, Choutsuki didn't smell her son's scent on the girl's skin. The placement of the half-claim was unusual as well— he usually marked his women on the hand or wrist, never the neck. *Too much like a true marking,*she supposed.
"My name is Ali, Lady."
Choutsuki thought it was a very strange name but didn't comment for the moment. "What do you think of my son's home, Ali?" She didn't expect the wave of pleasure and happiness that radiated from the girl.
"The parts I've seen are very beautiful," the girl answered.
"You don't have any ambition to make Sesshomaru marry you, do you, Ali? It would be extremely stupid of you if you did— Sesshomaru would never marry a concubine, and he cannot stand being deceived," Choutsuki said casually. She turned at the outraged sound that issued from the younger girl's throat. She hid a grin behind her fan as Ali adopted an expression she must have gotten from Sesshomaru. It was a look that promised certain death.
"I am not a concubine. I live in Inuyasha's village and am uncertain as to why he brought me here. If he has told you otherwise—"
Choutsuki did giggle at the look that promised death to Sesshomaru. "If you are not his newest concubine, then why are you wearing one of his old kimonos that he was saving for his son? When he has one, that is."
Ali looked down in surprise at the simple white kimono that bore blue starbursts. "I have no idea. I wasn't awake when he left," she said honestly.
Sesshomaru's mother smiled at her and reached out to cup her cheek. Ali flinched instinctively and blanched.
"Are you alright, Ali?" the woman questioned as she dropped her hand.
"Yes, I'm just tired." Ali smiled softly and tried to calm her racing heart. She must be more tired than she'd originally thought. She could usually suppress her jumpiness when it came to interacting with people.
After they'd had tea, Sesshomaru's mother left to see if she could find him, and Ali returned to bed. Ali was sitting in the garden the next afternoon enjoying the sunshine when she saw a large white dog land and transform into Sesshomaru's mother. Ali began to wonder if she was insane for thinking that Sesshomaru was an incubus.

Choutsuki hummed to herself as she waited for her son to return, her fingers trailing over his huge collection of books.
"Lady Choutsuki, there is something you should know." Hanako bowed to her.
"Has my son returned yet?" she asked.
Hanako shook her head. "Last evening, I was helping Ali wash her hair when I saw her back. It held evidence of enslavement. I asked her about it, and she changed the subject. Perhaps you will have better luck finding out what happened to her," Hanako reported.
Choutsuki frowned and went in search of the young girl that seemed so happy in her son's home. "Ali, would you join me in the hot springs?" she asked the girl. Ali smiled at her and nodded. Once they had been soaking for a while Choutsuki grasped Ali's chin, frowning at the flinch. "Child, did you run away from someone? I am obligated to return you to your master, though I do not wish to."
Ali shook her head silently and tried to pull free from her hand. "My… situation is unique, and I can't explain it to you. I can assure you that I am not a slave," she promised, her fist clenching under the water.
Choutsuki noticed the crescent-shaped mark on her temple for the first time and stroked it. the scar held Sesshomaru's essence, leading her to believe that he'd healed the half-goddess at some point in the recent past. "Can you tell me how you got this?" she asked.
"That is from the demon I killed a few months ago. I don't remember what happened, but Lord Sesshomaru was there," Ali said softly.
Choutsuki lifted an eyebrow and turned the girl around. Because they had been in the hot spring for nearly half an hour, both Choutsuki and Ali's skin was flushed red— except for the blazing white scars that marred Ali's back. Choutsuki had to bite her lip to keep from growling at them, rage filling her heart at the man who'd done this to a goddess. "Why did you not leave him, little one?" she asked softly.
Ali turned around with tears in her eyes. "I couldn't. I was only a child when I received most of those scars. I was afraid and didn't know what to do," she explained and began to weep. Choutsuki pulled the girl into her arms and stroked her hair.

Four days earlier, the ruins…
Sesshomaru glared at the strange building that had nearly cost him his life. How he'd been trapped in such a place was beyond him. There was hardly any holy power here now. He shook his head and headed toward his brother's home, pausing when he stepped into a deep impression in the snow. When Sesshomaru knelt and placed his hand on the huge paw print, everything came rushing back to him.
~A white fox sitting on his chest, nudging him as tears fell from purple eyes. Falling, falling into blackness. Warmth near his back. Jaken's shrill voice. The smell of peach blossoms and that strange thing Rin always got from the miko— chocolate. The salty taste of sweat. The sweet taste of desire. The sensation of perfection beneath him. Purple eyes. Always, always the purple eyes.
Sesshomaru stood up and panted. He now understood why Alithia had blushed so deeply— he'd almost seduced her. Ignoring the memories, he made his way to Inuyasha's home.
"What the hell are you doing here, bastard?"
Sesshomaru snorted at his brother's aggressive tone. "I am here for some of Alithia's things," he said with closed eyes. "Have the old miko bring her things here," he added.
"Where the hell is Ali? We haven't been able to find her for a week now!" his brother snarled.
Sesshomaru lifted an eyebrow. By his count, he'd been attacked three days ago. "I took her to my castle three days ago after she helped me with something. She is going to remain there until I deem it safe for her to be around Rin again," he said, flicking his eyes to the horizon.
"Sesshomaru nii-chan!"
Sesshomaru inwardly rolled his eyes at Kagome's cheerful greeting. He knew she respected his power, but did she have to address him with 'chan'? "Is Ali okay? I felt her near your aura a few days ago," she asked, her smile disappearing as she thought of her friend.
"Alithia is fine," he responded and gave his brother a pointed look.
"Here ye are, Sesshomaru." The old woman hobbled up to him and held up a bright yellow satchel stained with brown spots. "Tell the child to be more careful," she added. Sesshomaru gave her hand a gentle squeeze as she passed him the bag, making sure his brother didn't see the gesture.

He returned to his castle five days later after checking his borders. Hanako greeted him as he entered his rooms.
"Your mother is here," she warned.
Sesshomaru scowled. He was not really in the mood to deal with his mother at the moment. "How long does she plan to stay?" he asked, stripping off his clothes.
"I don't know. She seems to like the girl you brought home," Hanako said as she followed him to the bathroom. Sesshomaru felt an odd sense of doom as he bathed, which confused him. Why should it matter that his mother liked a half-goddess? Returning to his room, he gave the large yellow pack a dirty look and decided it must be returned to its proper owner before its scent drove him mad.

Ali took a deep breath and touched a rose branch that was covered in snow. Sesshomaru's garden was beautiful in the winter, so she could only imagine what it looked like in the summer when everything was in full bloom. She sighed. It was odd— she'd been in feudal Japan for eight months now and had been homesick every moment; the exception being when she skated on her pond. But four days in this place, and it was home in a way no other place on earth was. She shook off the feeling and sat on a bench. A few of Sesshomaru's servants had made it perfectly clear that he hated humans with the exception of Rin and that he hated half-breeds even more. Ali wondered what it was that made him save her so many times. She was worse than a half-demon; she was a half-goddess.
"This Sesshomaru believes he left instructions for you to remain in his chambers," a deep voice startled Ali out of her thoughts.
She stood and bowed to Sesshomaru. "Lord Sesshomaru. Welcome back," she said to his feet. "I thought it would be okay to leave the rooms with your mother. She just went back inside for something a moment ago," she explained as she looked up at him.
Sesshomaru had been watching Alithia for several minutes, thankful that she seemed to be doing much better. When he'd realized the direction of his thoughts, he'd scowled and forced himself to scold the half-goddess, thrown when only Alithia smiled at him and explained why she was breaking the rules he'd clearly lain out instead of backing down.
"Besides, you can't boss me around like I'm one of your servants, Lord Sesshomaru," she added, the last part with blazing eyes daring him to try and treat her like a servant.
A small smile escaped from his lips at her expression. Despite the fact that she had no idea of how her half-goddess powers worked, she still looked at him as if she thought she could beat him in a fight. It was ridiculous really, but amusing— and Alithia looked rather cute with that expression. He shook off this train of thought and handed Alithia the blood-stained pack. "You do not seem to like it in my brother's village, so I brought you some things. You will— I would prefer it if you stayed in my home until you have completely recovered. I will not risk Rin getting hurt," Sesshomaru said brusquely in response to Alithia's questioning look as she took the pack.
Alithia smiled at him gently. "For someone who claims to hate humans, you're awfully protective of Rin," she observed.
Sesshomaru shrugged. "I do not hate humans; I merely find them to be greedy, weak, and overly ambitious," he said as he folded his arms across his chest.
"You might as well get used to them. In my time, there's something like seven billion of them. And humans aren't all bad— we have a great capacity to love and to create. I mean, some of the music humans will write in the next five hundred years is amazing," Ali stated as she hugged her pack close to her chest.
"Hnn," Sesshomaru responded.
Sensing she was annoyed him, Ali asked the question that had been bugging her for the last several days. "Was your father an incubus?" she asked.
Sesshomaru stared at her in confusion for a full moment. "Why would you ask—" He suddenly seemed to follow her train of thought for he let out a bark of laughter. When she blushed, he lost it.

Meanwhile
Choutsuki hadn't really left the half-goddess alone; she didn't trust any of her son's concubines. With the exception of Hanako, they'd all been whispering about the girl and had been shooting her dirty looks. Choutsuki had moved to a spot where Sesshomaru wouldn't pick up her scent and had observed with growing interest at the gentleness in which her son treated the half-goddess. Because she was far enough away that Sesshomaru couldn't sense her, she couldn't hear their conversation. Needless to say, when Sesshomaru started laughing, Choutsuki couldn't have been more stunned. Sesshomaru hadn't laughed since he was a very young child. She'd seen him smile indulgently at his human pet, but never had she seen him laugh so hard he had to clutch his aching ribs. It seemed almost… human of him.

Under the tree
Ali knew her face could practically start a fire with how red it was. She shot the demon lord a dirty look and turned her head to the side. "It's not THAT funny," she muttered. He only laughed harder. Ali didn't see what was so hilarious; it was a reasonable question after all. She scowled at Sesshomaru and realized he was standing directly under a snow covered branch as he leaned against the tree clutching his sides. "You can stop laughing now," she snapped, giving him a chance to redeem himself. Sesshomaru only shook his head. Biting back an evil smile, Ali summoned just enough fox fire to melt some of the ice on the branch.
Sesshomaru didn't know what was wrong with him. He couldn't stop laughing at the half-goddess's expression. In his seven hundred years of life, he'd been called many things: monster, bastard, and freak among them. Never had he been called pretty-Alithia's assumption that he was an incubus told him she found him to be very pretty.. Had anyone else even implied such a thing, he'd probably kill them. But Alithia's assumption was strangely amusing, ridiculous as it was. It certainly explained how he would often sense that she was attracted to him in fleeting bursts. Sesshomaru abruptly stopped laughing as a large snow drift fell on his head and slid down the back of his kimono. He narrowed his eyes at Alithia, who stared at him with an expression that was entirely too innocent.
"Are you alright, Lord Sesshomaru?" she asked politely.
"Why did you do that? Don't even try to deny it— I felt you using magic," he replied.
Alithia's chin tilted up defiantly. "You should have stopped laughing at me when I told you to," she said. He flicked the snow from his chest onto her and smirked when she squealed. Just as she was going to retaliate, his mother appeared.
"Sesshomaru, don't you love your mother? Why didn't you come find me immediately and say hello?" Choutsuki hid a smile behind her fan as her son made an annoyed sound in the back of his throat.
"Hello, mother. What are you doing here?" he asked bluntly.
"I sensed that you were in pain and came to make sure you were alright," she said honestly, placing a hand on his arm.
"I'm fine. How long do you plan to stay this time? You aren't going to do something… distasteful, are you?" he asked suspiciously.
Choutsuki pretended to be hurt by his suspicion. "What do you mean by distasteful?" she said in reply, allowing a tear to slide dramatically down her cheek.
Sesshomaru snorted. "I mean, you aren't going to hold one of those dinner parties that seem to consist mainly of young, unmarried demonesses and their overbearing mothers," he said bluntly.
Choutsuki blinked innocently at him. "I have no idea what you're talking about," she said. Her son snorted once again. A sudden giggle made both Sesshomaru and Choutsuki turn their heads. They'd forgotten about Ali, who grinned widely at them.
"What are you laughing at?" Sesshomaru glared at the half-goddess, who only smiled.
"The two of you are very close; I can tell. I'm glad that you have someone like that," she said.
Sesshomaru snorted at the half-goddess's rather silly interpretation of his conversation with his mother. And why exactly was she so happy that he had to deal with his mother? The half-goddess gave him a maddeningly knowing grin and bowed.
"Thank you for bringing me my things, Lord Sesshomaru. I really appreciate it," she said hastily when he scowled at her.
Sesshomaru ignored his mother and nodded gruffly to Alithia before walking out of the garden. Now that he'd been talking to her for some time, he realized that her scent had been bothering him. She smelled pleased to be here in his castle, as if it were her home.
"She has no plans to try and seduce you."
Sesshomaru lifted one of his eyebrows at his mother.
"I see you realized how happy she is here. She was rather offended when I made a remark about concubines knowing their place. I wonder, how much time have you spent with her? The expression on her face when she denied it rather resembled the look on your face now," his mother said with a giggle.
Sesshomaru had no reply to that.

A few hours later, Choutsuki frowned and tapped her fan against her hand in concern. She had not seen Alithia since she'd left the young girl in the garden and darkness had fallen two hours ago. "Sesshomaru, whatever have you done with your young friend?" she asked her son, smiling to hide her concern after she found him in his private study.
"I have done noth—" He cut himself off with an exasperated sigh and headed outside without finishing his sentence.
Choutsuki followed curiously, gasping when she saw Ali floating across the ice gracefully, twisting her body into odd shapes. For the next four minutes, Choutsuki held her breath as Ali danced out a sad story to strange music. She finally seemed to notice them and glided over, her long white ears drooping as she caught the expression on Sesshomaru's face.
"This Sesshomaru is very angry. He did not give you permission to be here."
Ali felt her head snap up as Sesshomaru's words entered her brain. "I'm sorry, but I got excited after I found my skates. Why do you speak in the third person anyway?" she responded, shivering in the night air.
"It is merely the way all nobles usually speak. I do it when I'm annoyed, as I am now. I did not give those orders to you lightly, Alithia. There are many demons in my home that would gladly consume a goddess's energy. You WILL listen to me in the future."
Ali felt something twist in her chest. It had been years since someone had cared about her, never mind that he hid his concern behind annoyance with her. He cared. She still didn't know how her great-grandfather felt about her- he could have saved her out of mere obligation. Ali dropped her head again and whispered an apology to him. Sesshomaru huffed at her and dropped a blanket she hadn't noticed him carrying around her shoulders.
"It is late— you should return inside where it is warm. Alithia, where are your shoes?" he asked, scanning the area for them.
Ali blushed and shrugged. "Um, I didn't bring them with me. I came here barefoot," she admitted, blushing when Sesshomaru shook his head at her, a wry smile on his lips.

Choutsuki slowly backed away from her son and the young goddess, her eyebrow lifted. They had ceased to notice her sometime ago, falling into some world that only they occupied.
"I didn't mean for her to hurt so much before she met him."
Choutsuki turned and blinked as she saw a woman not much older than Ali standing next to her. "Oh?" Choutsuki asked, curious now. Ali and Sesshomaru seemed to be completely unaware of them.
"I'm her mother. Or I will be—you know, in the future when it's our time. Unfortunately, a very shrewd demon is able to kill me when she's too young to lose me. As I am now, I cannot interact with her without destroying her timeline and possibly his." The goddess stroked the small fox spirit on her shoulder sadly.
"But hasn't time been contaminated already by Inuyasha's wife?" Choutsuki asked.
The goddess shook her head. "Neither Kagome or Alithia see time as linear. This protects them from contaminating the timelines, despite the things they bring from the future. But I cannot save my own child from suffering for the very same reason. I am also outside the influence of time, so I can affect them." The goddess swallowed hard and pointed to both women's children, who continued to talk not far away, not noticing the conversation between the demon lord's mother and the cloaked goddess. "There is a reason she came to this time, this place."
Choutsuki gasped in shock as she saw the red thread that was tied to her son's smallest finger, connecting him to Ali.
"The red thread of fate is rare, and can be tangled, stretched and knotted beyond all hope. However, it cannot be broken and knows no bounds, not even time. That is why she is outside the influence of time. She is fated to be his lover, just as Kagome was fated to love Inuyasha, and I to love Alithia's father. I would refrain from telling them, though. Our children are stubborn and will fight this connection. They have a hard enough time ahead of them without them fighting this too," the goddess said with a dry smile.
Choutsuki smiled at her faintly. "And what of the fact my son is a demon and despises humans—half-humans even more?" she asked archly.
The goddess smiled softly. "It was not a coincidence that your son met young Rin when he did," she said mysteriously. "I must go now— she's beginning to notice me. Watch over her for me, won't you?"
Choutsuki nodded slowly as the Goddess faded away, a tear sliding down her cheek.
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