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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
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or the characters herein. I make no money by this writing. This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people is all in your head.

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Chapter 4

‘The best part about working night shift is the shopping,’ Kagome thought as she strolled up and down each and every aisle of the supermarket. She had all of six items on her shopping list, but she loved these late night walks. She loved taking her time to peruse all the new items on the shelves, comparing brands and labels. No hurry. No screaming kids. No frantic career moms trying to steal the last carton of milk. No housewives texting on cell phones while steering their cart into yours. No long lines. And best of all, you got your pick of the produce and meat as they were just putting it out. It was immensely calming and when she was Dumped Kagome it was the only real exercise she got.

She liked to pretend she had someone special in her life and he was walking with her. She always had. With few deviations (most notably when “The Neverending Story” came out (Atreyu in nothing but a vest on top was a young girl’s dream), and sporadically with anime such as “Ouran Host Club,” “Fruits Basket,” and “Rorouni Kenshin”) she always imagined her prince. Pretending he was there with her was the only way she stayed remotely sane as a child. She talked to him in her head as they walked, telling him about her life, the past, the present, her hopes and dreams for the future.   She’d even let her hand drop to her side and pretend he was holding it, steering the cart with one hand.

She was lonely as a child and teen, never good at lying. When other children asked her about her frequent sick time away from school or noticed things like how her father would freak out if one of her guy friends touched her or when the other kids on the swim team noticed the burn scars on her inner thighs she always had to lie and they always knew she was lying so she was ostracized. Things didn’t get better as an adult. Perhaps because she had so little social experience, she was completely naïve when it came to trusting people as an adult. She would implicitly trust the wrong sort of people while holding good people at arm’s length. Because she was moody and often depressed, when she did make friends they certainly didn’t stick around long. She was quite used to people she cared about slowly distancing themselves until they barely talked, then one day not answering calls or texts. That’s what had happened just recently with her friends Sango and Miroku.

Sango had worked at the ER with Kagome and Inuyasha and had instantly latched on to Kagome. They could have been twins they were so alike. They bonded over how they both got moody sometimes, they liked the same music, they both read historical romance novels and watched sappy girly movies, they both believed in soul mates, they loved playing games and shopping. Sango came on strong trying to be Kagome’s friend and typical Kagome, she got freaked out. She questioned why someone would suddenly pay attention to her. She worried that she saw something that just wasn’t there and when she found out she would leave like everyone else. But after Sango started inviting Kagome over on a regular basis until they were hanging out all the time, Kagome let go and enjoyed her friendship. She met Miroku, her husband, a medical student, who shared Kagome’s keen mind and thirst for knowledge. They would all hang out and share dinner until he had to go up to the office and study. Then Kagome and Sango would cuddle up on the couch and read romance novels. When Kagome had to go to ECT, Sango took her to every session until the last over a month ago.

Sango had started getting distant, saying she was busy and had a lot going on, and then stopped answering Kagome’s texts. Though her mind told her it was just another person leaving her, her heart gave her friend the benefit of the doubt. She gave her space. Then she returned to work after her time away when she had been depressed and everyone who knew she was friends with Sango asked how she was. She told them she hadn’t talked to her in over a month, that she had a lot going on. They exchanged looks and said they’d just seen her last week when they all went out for breakfast after work. So it had happened again. Another person she let in had left her. But thank the gods she had Inuyasha.

Growing up in a shrine, she knew her demons. Dog demons were the most loyal creatures on the planet. Once you were accepted as pack, you had to cause some serious damage before you were cast back out. She knew Inuyasha, Shiori, Toga and Izayoi considered her theirs as much as she considered them hers. Inuyasha was the best thing that had ever happened to her.

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As his youngest sputtered and coughed around the drink he had just taken, Toga patiently waited for his eldest to elaborate.

“While it is true, this Sesshoumaru has always despised weakness, I have never thought less of humans for being weaker. It is no fault of theirs. Likewise, I have no prejudice against hanyou. They cannot be blamed for the circumstances of their birth.” His last sentence was barely heard above the ranting of his brother, would not have been at all if it weren’t for demon hearing. Expecting such an outburst, he merely sat back in his chair and practiced some deep breathing.

“Who the flying fuck do you think you’re talkin’ to here?! You fucking hate me because I’m hanyou! You never fucking let me forget it! And you hate my mom. What the fuck did she ever do to you besides be human?!”

When his brother paused for necessary inhalations and exhalations, he met his father’s eyes and let all the rage he had ever felt towards his father manifest in that glare and continued, “As this Sesshoumaru has said, I have never harbored prejudice against humanity. I do, however, bear a grudge for those who betray sacred vows before their mate’s body even begins to cool. How long was it, again, father, before your replacement for my mother was pupped?”

Inuyasha’s mouth was hanging open. He looked rapidly from his sire to his brother trying to make sense of why this was about and what it had to do with his brother’s past actions. Now that he thought about it, his mom and dad had never talked about how they got together.

Heaving a heavy sigh, Toga stood and refilled his glass, again offering his sons a chance to partake. One boiling with repressed rage, the other not wanting anything to distract him from his father’s coming words, he splashed down his drink and refilled it again before resuming his seat. He took a deep breath and cleared his throat. “I should start at the beginning. Aiko was my one. I thought she would be my only. I loved her as I’ve never loved anyone before or since. Yes, Inuyasha, even the love I feel for your mother is not the same as I felt for my Aiko. I know that is hard to hear, but it is the truth.” He watched as tears filled Inuyasha’s eyes but knew he needed to continue.

“Our families were not allies. The poisonmakers have always kept to themselves. We met at the annual Inu Spring Festival, which had been held by the House of the Moon since before recorded history. We knew we were meant for each other at first glance when my beast reacted and she felt the draw but after the festival were kept separated by her family. The result was unspeakable emotional and physical pain between the times we were able to sneak away and see each other.   During one of those meetings, I finally convinced her to mate me and run away; she never saw her family again. That pain we felt being apart, my son, is what I warn you will occur for both of you if you are unable to win Kagome.”

“Aiko was always a true demon: she loved the outdoors and spent countless hours in her true form running through the forests and the wilds. It was something we shared. When Aiko…” he paused as his voice cracked and tears filled his eyes, “when she first became ill, she was confined to her room. She was only a month into her second pregnancy but she would become violently ill and had terrible pains in her abdomen. The healers put her on bed rest and your mother balked. She hated being kept indoors for too long and chafed at the idea of being idle. Though she lived for your daily visits, Sesshoumaru, you were busy with your lessons, so we asked her courtier, Izayoi, to share her confinement with her and she readily agreed. They spent every day together, and though they had been friends before, they were truly inseparable now. As weeks stretched in months, Izayoi was the one keeping my beloved sane. You see, every time she looked at me, she was reminded that we could not fully express our love while she remained ill and it tore at her soul. After she passed into sleep, I would enter her room and hold her until morning, sneaking back out as I sensed she was close to awakening.”

“Those were the hardest months of my life. To be kept from my mate except while she slept caused us both incomprehensible emotional pain. She went into premature labor a month early. As…” he swallowed back the rest of his drink, “as the other half of my soul lay dying, the stillborn body of our second child laying in the basin to the side of the bed, the sweet smell of their blood so strong in the air it was choking me, my mate made me promise her two things. First, that I would choose a new mate immediately for the sake of our dear son; she couldn’t bear to leave you without a mother, Sesshoumaru. And second, that that new mate be her companion, Izayoi. She loved and trusted her above all others and knew that Izayoi had secretly loved me for years, even before I met my Aiko.”

“Aiko had also told her wishes to Izayoi. It was awkward at first, neither knowing what to say to the other. As we stood together watching as Aiko and the infant’s pyre was lit, our eyes met and we found our connection in our grief. Our hands found each other, letting us know we were not alone.   That night we came together in sorrow and I mated her but over time I came to return her love. Humans are fertile much more often than demons and Izayoi was pupped within a month of Aiko’s passing.”

There was no sound but that of their breathing. Their father stayed lost in his memories for a moment. Inuyasha was crying silent tears. He couldn’t believe it, but he could actually understand why his brother had never accepted him or his mother. He didn’t like to question his father, but he couldn’t help wondering how his life would have been different if they had known about this sooner. Like hundreds of years sooner.

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