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IMPORTANT QUESTION: I received two requests for the side couples. One is MirokuSango. The
other is, MirokuShippou with an older Shippou, which was something I wanted to
do –having Shippou grow up, I mean.
Now, you have a lot of time to
think about it, but be aware that there is another option here. It’s OCMiroku
and OCSango, which means, a yaoi and a yuri couple. Obviously the OC for Sango
would be that neko youkai I already introduced. As for Miroku, if you’re
interested, you’ll soon see.
So? What do you think?
Cepheus: Sorry
for the long delay, but after AFF.net got down, I couldn’t post anymore, and
when it returned up… I forgot to post the new chp. Sorry
and enjoy! ^^
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Thanks to all of you, you can’t
understand how much you mean to me!
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Rating: T.
Summary: Naraku isn’t
the only problem InuYasha is going to have. A stronger youkai, coming from an
old rivalry between clans, is now up to have his revenge on them…
Sesshomaru/InuYasha/Kouga threesome YAOI Probably Kagome bashing
Disclaimer: I will never
own InuYasha. But I like it a lot, and I like to think stories for the charas
-plus, I like bashing the ones I hate and hurt the ones I love.
Warning: this is going
to be YAOI, that means boy x boy relationship so don’t like don’t read. This
will be INCEST too, between half brothers. This will be threesome, that means ménage
a trois. Flames about that will be used to power up my fireplace. This will contain
severe BASHING against The Toad better known as Jaken. And The Bitch, better
known as Kikyou. And The Other Bitch, better known as Kagome.
“Talking”
‘Thinking’
–Flashbacks, memories, dreams–
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Circling Paths
Chapter 04: Redirecting
InuYasha looked down at his group
from the top of the Goshinboku tree. Miroku, Sango, Kagome, Kirara and Shippou
were standing right under him, eating some food Kagome brought from the future,
and he was just staring. He couldn’t force himself to go and join them, not
right now.
Or at least, he couldn’t make
himself go and see Kagome, not after what he thought. How could he still look
at her knowing he didn’t love her? How could he go to her and act as if nothing
was wrong when she stated so clearly the life of a demon was a sin?
Obviously enough he still felt the
weight of his responsibilities and he forced himself to stay, because he still
was the protector of the group and he couldn’t go away leaving them like this;
not that he believed Miroku and Sango to be useless or weak, but there were
some dangers that neither of them could really evade.
Speaking of them, as the silver
haired hanyou looked down, they were doing their little show again.
Miroku tried one more time to touch
Sango’s butt, receiving one hell of slap on the cheek –the trace of the five fingers
lasted longer than usual– while Kirara, tired from taking on her back all the
three humans, was dozing off on the grass.
They looked pacific.
InuYasha continued staring as
Kagome tried to give Shippou some kind of sweet thing, and Shippou looked like
he was fighting within himself.
InuYasha couldn’t but wonder how
the kit took Kagome’s words. He had to be hurt, but he was still young,
he could not understand fully things. Could he be so strong to actually forget
her for what she said, or at least was he so strong to actually let it go and
act as if nothing was wrong? InuYasha knew that Shippou looked up at Kagome as
if she was his stepmother, but what’d happened could shake deeply the mind of
the little kit.
But… Kagome was the way she was,
and Shippou couldn’t change that. And surely he had to know Kagome
wouldn’t stay forever. He had to know she would return to her future and
he would never see her again. He liked Kagome, and maybe, for a little time, he
could ignore her prejudices.
InuYasha stared with sadness as
Shippou refused to take the sweet and cuddled up around his tail.
Miroku looked in surprise at him,
“Shippou, are you all right? Ever since InuYasha left, you have been acting
strangely”.
Kagome tried to pet the kit, but he
refused the touch and, much to InuYasha’s amusement, decided to jump up the
Goshinboku tree. Kagome sighed, “Maybe he’s been too much near InuYasha for his
own good, and maybe what happened to the village the other day affected him
somehow”.
“But Kagome, you didn’t tell us
what happened there, and why InuYasha didn’t help the villagers!” Sango made a
face, “And there was Kouga as well…”
“Nothing, really,” Kagome felt
ashamed to tell what she considered a ‘sin’, besides she didn’t want to tell
something so horrible to them. She didn’t even want to think about it, let
Alone speak about it. “It’s just that… well, it wasn’t something we could
help”.
But she didn’t know herself why
InuYasha refused to help. She wanted to ask him that day, but the hanyou ran
away before she could question him –she was sure he was as disgusted as she
was.
Shippou continued his escalade of
the tree, but was shocked to find InuYasha on the highest branch, “Inu…” InuYasha
placed his hand on the other’s mouth, effectively stopping him.
InuYasha remained alee so neither
Kirara nor Shippou would sense him, but in the end, the kit found him
nonetheless.
Shippou blinked twice, then
InuYasha growled at him –not threateningly, he did it to calm the kit down, and
it was effective. Shippou relaxed his shoulders and watched curiously InuYasha,
sniffing him.
“Why do you smell like Sesshomaru?”
Shippou whispered.
“Had some kind of fight,” InuYasha
hastily replied. Yes, more like a verbal fight, if one. “Shippou, you do
realize once Naraku’s gone Kagome will leave, forever, am I right?”
Shippou’s eyes flashed with hurt,
“well…”
“You can’t change the way she
thinks, I suggest you to forget it all for a while, and enjoy your time with
her as much as you can… your ‘mom’ would want you to, since you like her so
much,” InuYasha looked away, not quite at ease saying this kind of words.
“…” Shippou was quiet for a while.
“She will be gone and I will never see her again, that’s why I should forget
what she said?”
“Yes, you can’t change the way she
thinks, because it’s part of her… accept that for the time she stays with us… I
mean, she’s nice to you and all, and I know how you feel about your mom, but…
I’m sure that if Kagome had lived here in this era, she would have accepted it
without further ado”.
Shippou smiled a little, “it’s
kinda strange to hear you saying this, Inu–pup,” he smirked.
“Don’t call me that, brat!”
InuYasha punched Shippou on the head. “Ouch!” Shippou cried grabbing his aching
head.
For a while there was silence
between the two. Then…
“InuYasha?”
“Mh”.
“What about you?”
“Mh?”
“I mean, you… you care a lot more
for Kagome, do you? How do you feel now?”
InuYasha almost smirked at the kit,
“I do care for Kagome, just the same way I do for Kikyou… but that does not
concern you, so drop it”.
Shippou decided to stop there. He
could see InuYasha was different now, almost as if he’d accepted a hard
decision after a lot of thinking, and felt a lot better now… Shippou smiled.
He was maybe too young to
understand completely what InuYasha said, and he didn’t understand the way
Kagome reacted, but he understood she couldn’t change idea… she was too
determined –stubborn?- to do that.
He would accept this.
Until he grow old enough to
understand why people couldn’t accept.
“You coming?” InuYasha stared at
the kit that was ready to jump down, and after a moment he nodded.
“InuYasha, finally you’re back! We
were waiting for you! You had us worried!” Sango greeted the hanyou as he
landed before them. Kirara opened her eyes and meowled in greeting, before
dozing off again.
Shippou went straight away to the
sweet Kagome was still holding, and proceeded to eat it under the stare of
Miroku, who then glanced at InuYasha but decided not to press on the matter.
“InuYasha…” Kagome stepped towards
the hanyou with a semi-worried face. InuYasha turned to her, waiting… “Osuwari!”
BLAM!
InuYasha landed face down on the
grass under the imposing spell of his beads, then he raised his dirty face and
sputtered against Kagome, “why did you do that, bitch?!”
“You had me worried!” she replied
sniffing. “Don’t do that ever again, or I’ll swear I’ll ‘sit’ you to hell!”
BLAM!
“Oh, sorry, InuYasha, I didn’t want
to ‘sit’ you again…”
BLAM!
Shippou snickered slightly as
Kagome widened her eyes as she apologized to the hanyou, almost buried in the
ground by the force of the spell.
“Oh the Hell!” InuYasha glared up
at her, growling. “Stop saying that, Kagome!”
“Good Grief InuYasha, you sure can
take some sittings without getting hurt, don’t complain like a child!”
“Then stop saying that damn word
would you!”
Miroku and Sango stared at the way
the two argued and bickered, then looked at each other, and their shoulders
relaxed slightly.
‘Looks like whatever thing was
wrong, it is settled down,’ Miroku sighed to himself. ‘At least for now… but there is still
something that bugs me’.
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It was a fairly quiet and sunny
day, the ideal to work in the fields, especially since it was some time since they
last had such a good weather.
The peasants that were working in
their fields and the ones that were busy in the village bowed seeing the old
Priestess Kaede slowly having her way towards her hut, after spending the
morning healing a child that had been poisoned by a spider. They respected her,
and all the problems in the village were always dealt off by asking her advice.
The fact that she was missing an
eye meant nothing to the villagers, maybe instead it gave her more respect
since she’d lost it when she was little, with Kikyou her sister still alive,
trying to protect the village from some youkai.
All her life had been spent to
protect and help her village and the nearby ones from the demons and all the
dangers of the wild, and she regretted nothing of her life.
After Kikyou’s death, knowing the
community of the village would be defenceless towards the dangers of the wild,
Kaede decided to become the new Priestess, since some of the power residing in
Kikyou was in her as well.
She loved the people living in
there, greeting with love all the newly born children and celebrating any
marriage with her blessing. She couldn’t think how could be her life if she had
decided to not protect them. There was nothing that could anger her or cause
her sadness –not counting the youkai that attacked the village.
Or maybe there was a thing that
caused Priestess Kaede some distress. Her dead sister. If she was granted the
wish to go back in time, Kaede would gladly prevent her sister’s death. Or, if
this wasn’t possible, she would make sure her soul would rest in peace forever,
after being reincarnated in Kagome’s body. If she had guarded Kikyou’s grave
better than the dark priestess wouldn’t have stolen the soil and bones of the
dead woman and Kikyou would now still be resting in peace.
Kaede often thought that the whole
ordeal was originated by Kikyou’s death by the hands of Naraku, disguised as
InuYasha; what she couldn’t understand was why Onigumo, even after his
transformation in the half–demon that was Naraku, still wanted Kikyou. Why did
he plan not just InuYasha’s defeat but also Kikyou’s death? His feelings
towards her as Onigumo were not hatred, like Naraku’s own –because of her, he
was unable to separate from his human self– but something akin to… love.
No, not love, this was wrong.
Onigumo didn’t love her, he lusted
over her.
Yes, Kaede was almost sure that
Kikyou’s death created the events that lead Kagome to the past, to meet with
InuYasha; then the Shikon no Tama broke in million pieces and Kikyou was
resurrected, and the quest against Naraku began…
And as Kaede conduced her pacific
life in the village, Kikyou lived; or, at least, walked through the world of
the living, nursing the only feelings that were left to her –her hatred and her
craving for revenge. Once these feelings had been addressed towards InuYasha,
but now that she knew the truth… no one could know what she had in mind.
She may have acted as if she was
still the same Kikyou that once lived, but she was nothing but a pile of mud
and soil with a spell that caused her to look alive.
But Kaede knew she couldn’t change
the past, and right now, she was at ease with her life, knowing she did nothing
wrong nothing that could hurt the people who lived under her protection in the
village.
Her eyes travelled to the borders
of the village, where the Sacred Goshinboku tree stood tall and proud, leaves
shaking in the wind, and wondered if InuYasha was finally back with the rest of
the group –they needed him to find the shards and fight Naraku.
“Priestess Kaede! Priestess Kaede!”
She turned, and was surprised to
see two of the clodhoppers heading towards her taking in their arms another
man, who appeared to be very badly hurt and was on the verge of fainting. Blood
was seeping from the tattered clothes and onto the other two men, who were
worried and afraid. Kaede hurried towards them, worry crossing her face.
“He arrived here on a horse’s back,
but the animal died in the moment it reached us,” one of the two explained to
the Priestess.
“Take him inside my hut, now!” she
commanded, and then ordered the two men to lay the injured one down on the
cloth on the ground, hushing them out right after.
Kaede saw many others reduced like
that one after an attack from demons, but these injuries were ones made not to
kill –well, not quickly. They were made so to kill the target slowly and painfully,
with blood loss, and keep the victim aware and awake until the very end. The
demon that did that was surely ruthless and cruel.
The man was trembling as Kaede took
care of his wounds, and tried many times to speak, but every time his voice
failed him. Kaede knew the man couldn’t survive the night, but still she tried
her best to make his sufferance stop.
In the end he finally could clear
his throat enough to ask some water, and after having it sipped slowly Kaede
asked him gently what had happened.
“D… demons… new demons coming from…
from…” he started coughing up blood, and Kaede cleaned it away. She couldn’t do
much now, just ease his pain. “Dragons… coming to destroy us… from the south…
killed all the people in the villages… please, Priestess Kaede… help us…” he
coughed some more and Kaede lifted his head a little so to prevent him from
chocking on his blood. “Here… take… this…”
With a visible strain the man
pulled out something from his bloody haori, and handed it to Kaede, who
recognized what it was both by sight and by feeling. She had been so
preoccupied for the man she had failed to notice he was carrying it.
It was a small Shikon shard, but it
was so tainted it looked like black stone instead of shining pink crystal.
Kaede took it in her fingers, feeling it react to her pure touch, but the two
forces fought, none overpowering the other. Kaede couldn’t purify the shard
from its deep taint. She could feel it almost burn her skin, but her powers
prevented her to be hurt from its effect.
She stared at the man, who was
looking pleadingly at her, and smiled.
“Rest now,” she commanded. “I will
help, but you need to sleep, is that right?”
The man closed his eyes relaxing, a
small pained smile appearing on his pale face as he felt reassured by her
speech, his body going limp against the cloth. His breath became shallow and
faint, and after some moments, he stopped breathing.
Kaede sighed deeply and in the
silence of the hut prayed for the soul of the poor man.
Leaving the hut she saw –and
sensed– the arrival of InuYasha’s group, and stood in the middle of the street
to wait for them. InuYasha was the first to stop in front of her, sniffing her
scent covered with blood.
“Who died?” Sango asked as Kirara
landed on the ground, letting her down.
Kaede looked around with a frown,
“where is Kagome?”
“She had to return to her own time and
she went to the well… why, what’s wrong Priestess Kaede?” Miroku looked at her
bloody vest with worry, knowing something was out of place. He could sense some
deep evil power in the neighbours, but couldn’t detect where it came from.
“A man from another village came
here mortally wounded and said there are demons killing entire villages in the
South, he died because his wounds were too deep… I couldn’t help him”.
InuYasha stiffened at the mention
of ruthless demons and South, and stepping towards Kaede he asked, “were those
demons dragons?”
Kaede fixed on him her fierce
stare, as she nodded.
“How could you know?” Miroku stared
at him in surprise.
“Because one dragon came around
there while I was away, he attached me and I killed him…” InuYasha stopped
there, not wanting to say about Rin or his brother’s ordeal. It wasn’t his
matter. He cared nothing about it.
“They are dangerous,” Kaede
whispered urgently. “And they are very powerful, plus…” she opened her fist,
revealing the tainted shard. “The man took this with him”.
As if sensing their stares the
black shard pulsed with darkness, its aura twitching as if it was alive. Sango
and Miroku gasped at the sight, whilst InuYasha simply stared, feeling the
massive evil deep inside it but not the last bit afraid of it. He also felt as
if he had to feel something more, but didn’t know what –and it annoyed
him.
Finally Miroku shook away from his
shock and stepped towards Kaede, having a better look at the fragment, using
all his oushii’s powers.
“It’s so tainted!” Miroku whispered
in shock. “It’s not like any of Naraku’s… this is even more tainted!”
InuYasha frowned, if the dragons
held fragments of the Shikon no Tama then they were bound to go and retrieve
them, but if the enemy Sesshomaru went to kill was the lord of the Dragons –what
was his name again? Yaryooku or something like this? No, more like… Yaryudoku,
that was it!– then there was a chance they met again… he didn’t like that idea
very much.
Plus, InuYasha added to himself,
Kagome wasn’t there, and she forbid any of them to go retrieve her –not that
any of them except InuYasha could, and the inu hanyou was all against going to
her world. He hated it, it was filled with scary and incomprehensible things,
not to mention he didn’t like the air, as if it was filled with poison similar to
a demon, but human made.
That’s why he preferred to stay in
his jidai and wait; and maybe staying away from her for some time would help.
Kaede tightened her grip on the
dark shard with a faint gasp, feeling it burn in her hand, and tried to purify
it once more, concentrating all her miko’s powers. It was far over her
possibilities to purify it completely, only a stronger miko could do that, like
Kikyou or Kagome –but neither of them was here at the moment, so she could try
and hope she could purify at least some of the dark aura.
“I sense Naraku’s scent over the
shard,” InuYasha said after a while. “But that’s more of it, someone else
tainted the shard, and I can’t recognize the smell”.
Miroku clenched his cursed fist,
“so we need to go and find what tainted the shard, I bet it’s one of Naraku’s
servants, and so we will find Naraku! As simple as that! And we can’t let
innocent people die like this”.
Sango nodded, obviously thinking
about all the innocent died under Naraku, when Kaede hummed in satisfaction –she
managed to purify half of the shard.
“I can’t get rid of the strange
taint in there, but Naraku’s aura is gone now,” she explained, showing the now
half purified shard. “I think Kagome would purify it completely, but until
she’s back we can’t do a thing”.
“But we have to go and help the
villagers!” Sango stepped forwards, “we can’t wait for Kagome, even if shards
are involved, if we wait they will all die and then the dragons will come
here!”
InuYasha knew she was right,
because the mere thought of more people dying without he could help were
unbearable.
“We can split up, maybe Sango may
stay here and wait for Kagome to return, whilst I and InuYasha go ahead, even
if we can’t see the shards we still can give help to the villages,” Miroku proposed.
“Well…” Sango stared first at
Kaede, then at InuYasha and Miroku. “I think this is the best option”.
“Me coming with you!” yelled
Shippou, but went unheard.
“So we will go towards the
destroyed villages in the south, searching for other tainted shards?” InuYasha
asked grimacing. “And without Kagome to show us the direction?”
“And?” Miroku teased. “Are you
missing Kagome too much to actually move? Is there something wrong?”
Shippou glanced up at InuYasha.
“Nothing, nothing, just let’s go,”
the silver haired hanyou growled before walking away. Miroku looked at Sango
with a smile, “I am sure he’s just angered at Naraku because he killed innocent
people, but doesn’t want to show it to us!”
“Me coming with you!” Shippou
repeated, but went unheard again.
Sango giggled. The silver haired
hanyou was just too predictable for his own good.
InuYasha peered at them while
walking away, wondering if he would meet again with Sesshomaru. He would hate
that. He just hoped that whatever opponent he was facing wasn’t connected with
Naraku. Maybe the evil hanyou was just using the havoc from that Yaryudoku to
control the dragons, or something…
Or maybe this was a hopeless
thought.
Sighing he turned completely,
“well?! Don’t you want to help those useless ningens?”
“Me coming with you!” Shippou
screamed, and finally he got some attention. InuYasha shook his head,
“no short stuff, you will stay there with Sango”. With that he turned and
walked away, followed by Miroku.
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‘I wonder what’s Naraku doing now,’ Kagura grimaced as she flew over
the country on her feather, Kanna right behind her, her usual emotionless stare
pointed on her mirror. ‘What’s his purpose?’
Kagura’s black eyes were fixed at
the sight below her, as she stared impassibly at the destruction and
devastation that was left by the passage of the dragons. She was flying over a
village, or what once could have been called a village; now it was just a pile
of ruins and burned huts, with dead corpses abandoned everywhere, on the burnt
grass, on the streets, in the mud, in the burned remains of the huts.
Blood. Blood everywhere. Blood on
the dead bodies of the men, women and children that now were left without
burial or a proper ritual of purification of their souls; no one escaped the
massacre, no one. Only dead corpses, some so scarred they couldn’t even being
recognized.
No mercy. No gentleness. Nothing.
Not that Kagura was anything
better, she was just as ruthless if needed, but the bloody carnage was ugly to
see and she despised the carelessness… she could have used the bodies…
Something attracted her attention,
something in–between the human corpses. There were others there. Something not
human… an uma youkai. Dead as well.
She stared attentively at the carnage
and ignoring the disgust she inspected closely the land, realizing there were
youkai among the dead humans.
She spotted a toad youkai and some
uma, pacific demons that often lived among humans that could accept them, and
even some kumo, though those were less pacific. She even thought she saw some
nezumi youkai… maybe a family, or better a small clan.
She realized with little surprise
that the dragons didn’t care if they killed other youkai in their advancing
carnage. Anyone that blocked their path was an enemy, the destruction and the
massacre would not stop there. They were ruthless.
Shaking her head, Kagura continued
her way, she cared nothing at all. She only mourned the loss of the bodies she
could have used as an army. They were all too slashed and messed up to be
useful at all.
As her master ordered her, she was
witnessing the massacre, inch by inch, watching if there was any surviving
being, but there was no one. There could be no one, not after the dragon’s
attack. If there was someone still alive, it had to be a painful descent
towards death.
Why was she doing scout for him?
Why? Oh, how much she hater her master, oh, how much Kagura, wind sorcerer,
hated Naraku. But she couldn’t free herself, even if she longed for it, she
wanted it, because he held her heart in his hands, and it was literal. He could
kill her painfully or reabsorb her anytime, and she hated to think her life
belonged to him.
“Naraku is calling,” Kanna stated,
voice and face void of any emotion. She freaked out Kagura sometimes, she
looked like a dead body as well.
Kagura looked at her, wondering
again what the little youkai was thinking, deep inside her mask. The wind
sorcerer found hard to think she was just as subdued as she looked, but nothing
in her stance suggested that Kanna possessed any kind of rebel instinct –she
was the perfect slave, never complaining her duties like her ‘sister’ did.
Plus, Kagura thought Kanna was
somewhat like a spy of her acting to Naraku –one wrong move and he would absorb
her back. She feared this, the loss of herself. She wanted to stay alive.
Kagura directed her feather back to
Naraku’s manor.
Passing through the shield that
kept it hidden from any inquiring eyes, Kagura felt the miasma Naraku placed
around the manor tickle her face. She could obviously stand it as she was
immune from its deviously poisonous effects, but the faint disgusting smell of
it was doing its better to piss her off.
The manor appeared before her,
slightly imposing and scary –not to her though– and the black haired woman
landed before the entrance, passing between two fierce looking dragon guards
that were on the door. Both dragons stared at her without fear in their eyes
–even if she was a little stronger than them, they had no fear of her.
They were cold-blooded soldiers,
not afraid to fight until the end.
Instead they looked somehow uneasy
at Kanna’s mirror –much to Kagura’s anger. It was obvious they didn’t fear
fighting, but they feared losing their souls –or what they had in the place of
a soul, she added contemptuously.
Both were of the lower category by
appearance, as they were dragon looking and rather ugly, but she knew the most
powerful youkai always had human–like features –or anything you can pass for
human like. Obviously the resemblance with ningens was the only thing, as
inside they were awfully different.
She had heard the dragon Lord was a
real beauty, but unfortunately he was still stuck under the seals…
Kagura walked deliberately slowly
through the main corridor leading to the hall Naraku was in, Kanna silently
following her, neither of the two female demons making any sound.
In the main hall of the manor there
was Naraku, busy smirking at the sphere of dark aura around a giant tree. The
black haired man was looking with satisfaction at the tree that was the seal
keeping the Lord of Dragons from destroying the world.
It was a huge plant, but it was
obvious it held a dark force within. The bark was of a dark shadow of grey and
the leaves, once green, were now all black. The seals that were concealing the
energy from the dragon from showing –but also keeping the positive aura of the
same seals from giving away the position of the enchantment– were weakened.
The black haired demon was wearing
his usual baboon fur, the one he usually used when speaking with other demons
–as if it helped to make him look harmless, which he wasn’t– and he was sitting
right on the side of the giant tree.
Naraku smirked as he tentatively
placed his hand on the third seal. It cracked with energy, but Naraku wasn’t
affected as he traced the lines of the sutra. He’d already weakened all the
seals and broke two of them, causing the lord to awaken. Now Yaryudoku could
speak from the inside of the sacred tree, and all his adepts were gathering
around his growing dark aura.
It took Naraku all his powers and a
lot of time to detect the tree that sealed the Lord Dragon, but when he finally
found him, he started searching for a little fissure on the protective shield.
Kagura had to admit Naraku was
playing dangerously.
Waking up one of the most feared
and ruthless youkai all Japan had known, what possessed Naraku to do so? Why
did he spend so much time searching for him knowing the evil Lord was more
powerful than Naraku himself, and three times more evil, and was now busy freeing
him from the powerful ties around him?
Naraku looked smugly at her, almost
as if he’d read her mind, and she shivered inwardly under his glare. He was by
any means completely insane, and evil, but he also was a genius, and he was her
master.
“Ah, so you are back, Kanna,
Kagura…” the black haired concealed demon said, the only thing visible of him
as he lowered his head was his wicked smirk.
The aura around the tree darkened
some more as Naraku continued, “what did you see around? Are the dragons doing
their work?”
Kagura forced herself to bow in
respect, “all the ningen villages are destroyed or worse, and even some group
of pacific youkai have been killed,” she replied scowling a little, adding
“Naraku–sama”.
She hated to be relegated as a
scout. She wanted some active part on all this crap –at least she wouldn’t be
moping around.
“Well then, but you see, there is a
problem,” Naraku’s smirk grew larger and scarier, and Kagura had a dreadful
sensation running up her back. “One of the Neko clan, none other than the
daughter of Lord Kuneru from the Southern Lands, escaped some days ago,
obviously searching for help”.
Kagura’s eyes widened, she hadn’t
expected this. Without warning tentacles shot from Naraku’s body and caught the
wind sorcerer on the neck, slamming her on the wall, having her hit it with her
head painfully hard, her lips parting in a soundless gasp, pain rocking through
her body.
She coughed from the blow, arms
trying vainly to ease the grip on her neck, but Naraku wasn’t going to let go.
His wicked smirk disappeared in a severe grimace of displeasure and he
tightened the grip, having Kagura chocked out, trying to breathe, her claws
digging in Naraku’s tentacles.
“It surely happened… when I… wasn’t
there…” she managed to whisper weakly.
The black haired man smirked
deviously, “if Lord Yaryudoku hadn’t expected this already, you would be dead
by now, Kagura, don’t forget it,” Naraku eased the grip and she fell heavily on
the floor, coughing and rasping to bring air in her lungs.
‘Bastard’ she thought, not for the first
time. ‘Wait until I gain my freedom… and then I’ll make you pay!’
“We will need some more time to
free Lord Yaryudoku from the last few seals, in the meantime you and Kanna will
go to the battle field where many dragon soldiers are fighting against the
remaining son of lord Kuneru and help them out” Naraku turned to the sealed
tree, “we’re expecting some visits in a few days”.
Kagura stood up shakily, before
bowing, her glare clearly stating how much she hated Naraku.
“Ah, and, Kagura,” Kagura
stiffened. “Don’t you dare to think I won’t punish you if you fail your duties
again”.
Naraku pulled out his hand from his
haori, showing to the frightened female her heart, as he threateningly
tightened his fingers around it. Kagura gasped in sheer pain as she clutched
her chest, then she nodded, “I won’t fail!” she rasped out.
She turned and exited the hall in a
hurry, leaving behind a smirking Naraku. Kanna glanced at her then at her
master, and waited.
He turned his glare at her, “Kanna,
do as I ordered you, and as soon as it’s done, continue with our plan,” Naraku
ordered.
Kanna bowed slightly, her mirror
flickering with light, then she too turned and followed Kagura outside.
The tree glowed faintly of dark
aura, before a soft voice spoke. It wasn’t the voice you expect from a powerful
evil being, but the soft and warm voice of a gentle soul. It was a deceiving
sound, and Naraku smiled evilly. He liked to think of the many ones who fell in
the power of that voice and lost their souls or lives for it.
“They will come, and soon enough, I
shall be victorious and have my revenge on the clans”.
“Yes, Lord Yaryudoku,” Naraku bowed
slightly at the tree, but inside, he was smirking.
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Looking up from down the well
Kagome knew at once she was back. There were no more treetops above the
entrance of the well, now there was a roof, and at her right there was a ladder
her grandfather put for her use.
Kagome climbed out the well,
shaking off the dust from her clothes, glad to be finally back –though it was
because she had some planned exams in the week end.
In the moment she was back, all her
body started to ache. She cursed against InuYasha and his manners, always
dragging her around treating her as a bag; she always felt shit when she was
back home. Who cared if InuYasha saved her life here or there? This was his
charge, he had to after all, but he surely lacked in good manners. When
he saved her he had to treat her like a jewel, not like a shoe.
Exiting the well Kagome happily
looked at his house, at the cemented path, and breathed the dirty air of the
city -unhealthy, ok, but still it was home. She liked the cars, she liked
people dressed with modern clothes, she liked music and CDs and she absolutely
loved bathrooms, television and relax.
Bujo ran towards her purring and
she bowed to pat him on the head while the noise of her arriving attracted
Souta, who greeted her return with a smile, “hey sis! You came back!”
Kagome smiled, “I’m glad to be back
home! But I want you not to disturb me, I have homework to do,” ‘but first,
a shower’ she added to herself.
At the thought of the shower, with
hot water, soft bath–towels and scented oils, made her shiver with pleasure. She
couldn’t bath properly in cold spring waters, without shampoo or soap –how could
the females living in the past bear with such incapability?
“But sister, don’t you remember
this week end there is no school? You were so excited few months ago when your
teacher said you were going to go for a three days trip to Osaka!”
Kagome widened her eyes, she
completely forgot about the school trip… but she was going to go and enjoy the
week end –after all, what could happen in three days?
InuYasha was just too stubborn, all
he could think was his revenge on Naraku, and the shards around, he never cared
about her needs, such as a hot bath, a warm bed at night, not wandering
around to fight youkai… he was such a primitive!
All he thought was fighting, and
what then? His revenge against Naraku was for Kikyou, but she was dead now,
whilst Kagome was alive, when would that hanyou finally forget the miko and
decide to stay with her?
Maybe he needed to face the truth,
he was so damn egoistic… plus he acted so childish at times... maybe she would
stay in her time for a little more than the week end, just to prove him who was
the boss –without her he couldn’t go find the shards, he would have to admit
she was important, more important than he was!
She deserved it. After all, she
was the one that could see the Shikon Shards, she was the most important
person of the group, and she was the reincarnation of a powerful miko.
He was just a hanyou. Without her he would just be laying on a tree with an
arrow in his chest, he’d better learn how to treat her!
Smiling proudly of herself she
walked back towards her house, ‘InuYasha
has to understand I am the powerful miko, he’s just a half breed… if he ever
wants to be with me he was to behave and to become fully human… he wanted to do
that for Kikyou, and he will have to do that for me too!’
“Mom, I’m back!” she laughed
happily running inside.
Her mother smiled and went to hug
her, “I missed you honey… tell me how your journey was!”
“It was great mom, apart from a
little incident in a village, you know, it was such a disgusting thing… two
souls, two ghosts, they had no respect for the normal people living in the same
village” she shook her head as her mother handed her a cup of tea.
“Oh,” her mother looked at her with
a frown, “you will tell me once you have finished packing up your things,
because you will be gone to the school trip and you need to prepare your
things…”
Kagome smiled, deciding not to tell
her mother what happened in the village. The memory still disgusted her, and
she didn’t want to disgust her mother too.
“Aunt Hiromi says you hello,”
Kagome’s mother went after her daughter to her room to help her pack her
things. “She sounded happy you know, by what she told me she found someone to
go out with”.
Kagome picked up her shirt and some
other stuff while smiling; aunt Hiromi was her favourite relative, being her
mother’s sister. She was a bit strange, always acting as if she was in some
kind of sugar high, but she was ok.
“I hope he’s a good one, because
Hiromi-san deserves someone nice” Kagome said packing her CD player and a book.
“I always wondered how aunt’s type of man would be”.
Kagome’s mother stopped in the
middle of her helping and stared with a bright smile at her daughter, before
shaking her head in faint amusement, but said nothing and resumed her work on
the clothes. She thought Kagome already knew –or at least she’d realized it
long ago– but it looked like she hadn’t, and maybe it would be amusing to look
at the young girl’s face when she found out the truth about her aunt’s tastes.
“I hope you will have a nice week–end,
Kagome,” her mother smiled.
Kagome looked at her, and decided
she would just tell her mother all about the village and the two souls, because
it had her disgusted and she couldn’t keep herself from thinking of it. She
hated such matters, but that others were that sick frightened her –she didn’t
want to become sick as well.
But before she could speak,
grandfather called from the kitchen, and both went downstairs to eat. Kagome
couldn’t wait to eat something else than fish or instant ramen…
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Cepheus: I
hope this chapter was good. I am sorry about this story, it’s going on really
slowly, but I swear things will get interesting soon!
If you want, then review, or leave
useful criticism.
NOTE= I am
rewriting this fic completely. I dunno how to repost on AFF.net, but I will try
to. Kisses. The new version will have longer chapters
and a little better than before, since my writing style changed.
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