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The Departed	By : ryotgurl19 Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 2809 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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�Miko, who is it that you speak to when you�re alone in the
gardens?� Sesshomaru�s curiosity was beginning to eat away at him and the fact
that she never answered his questions only furthered his frustration. He knew
his question was abrupt from the way she seemed to jump from the sudden sound
of his voice in the otherwise quiet room.
�I can�t tell you that Sesshomaru and you know it.� She
smiled her soft smile at him, her eyes slightly crinkling in the corners and
her azure orbs glittering with mischief. He was starting to hate that smile.
�This Sesshomaru must know of all goings on in this domain,
Miko.� He sent her a light glare to emphasize his point. He knew that contrary
to what the other demons were saying about the girl, she was not insane and his
proof lay in the fact that she was completely logical and level headed in
everything she did. But that didn�t stop him from worrying, in his own way, of
the repercussions of her actions. �The other demons are becoming restless; they
think you are a liability and a threat. You must tell this Sesshomaru what is
going on so that you may be protected properly.�
Kagome was beginning to get frustrated with the
conversation. She wanted so badly to tell him of her secrets and what was
really going on. He had taken such tremendous care of her that she felt guilty
for not being able to appease him in his one request, but until she was told
otherwise by her supernatural companions, she couldn�t speak of the things she
was told.
Disheartened, she stood and brushed her kimono free of any
dust or lint that may have attached itself to her and left. She refused to look
at him, afraid to see the disappointment and anger reflected in his detached
golden orbs. Closing the shoji doors of the dining hall behind her, she winced as
she heard the loud crash of fine china being thrown.
Usually she was supposed to wait to be escorted through the
hallways of the Western Palace in order to protect her from any threat that the
demons of the land might pose to her. But today she wanted to be alone and
instead let her feet take her through the familiar wooden hallways of the home
she had come to feel welcome in. Lost in her thoughts she didn�t even bother to
look where she was going and it wasn�t until the fresh crisp air of the
outdoors reached her nose that she looked up.
She loved this place, the gardens. It was open and tranquil,
giving her an inner peace that she could find in few other places. The foliage
was in the center of four halls creating a square shape which overflowed with
flowers and vines giving it a wild look. The corridors of the palace that
surrounded it were open, the sides closest to the greenery were cut out so that
a person could look out directly into the flora and take in their exotic
beauty.
Leaning against one of the support beams that held up the
roof of the hall, she became lost in her thoughts. She didn�t know what to do
with the knowledge that she had been given, she had been placed in a situation
where she knew certain things but didn�t know the entire story. She didn�t know
if there were precise things that she needed to do in order to get on the path
that had been set before her or if she should just coast until she reached a
point in which she must take action.
It was all so frustrating, not knowing the exact things that
were to occur but knowing what the final picture would be. The most annoying of
all was the fact that she could not tell Sesshomaru of her plight though she
sorely wanted to break the rules and spill everything. She knew that although
he was not the most kind of beings he cared for her, in his own way. She could
see it in his actions, the way he silently defended her against his own
citizens and most importantly how he entrusted her with the care of his
precious Rin.
She had won him over, somehow that baffled her still, and
she hated betraying his trust. That�s what it was, trust that she would not
cross him; trust that she would do what was needed, and trust that she would
protect Rin. She had earned it and knew that he gave no second chances with
such a precious gift, if she were to betray him now it would never be recovered
so long as the daiyoukai was alive.
Coming to a decision she said to hell with the kami�s, it
was her life and she made the decisions in it. If she chose to tell Sesshomaru
of her destiny then it was her place to do so. Nodding her head once she turned
to seek out the Lord of the West.
She never made it though. The moment she pivoted to stride
down the hall a dark cloth sack was tossed over her head and she was bodily hauled
upon a firm shoulder that dug into her stomach. Thinking to make a racket so
that someone may come for her she opened her mouth to scream. All that came out
was a small moan as she was hit hard over the head with a solid object and
consciousness left her.
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Sesshomaru sat in the dining hall that the miko had just
recently vacated, cursing himself for losing his temper and taking it out on
the fine china that had been placed before him.�
Unfortunately for the dishware it had been the closest thing for him to
grab and throw in his momentary lapse of judgment. Fortunately for the Western
Lord it hadn�t been the expensive set but rather the day-to-day collection that
they used for informal events.
His thoughts were racing, though his face remained calm and
composed. The miko�s station in his home was deteriorating quickly as the
occupants of the palace became restless in response to her odd behavior. It
didn�t help that she was miko and therefore had spiritual powers that could
decimate every occupant within the castle walls, save himself and the few
humans that occupied the grounds.
If he could not get the girl to tell him exactly what was
going on he knew he was going to have a riot on his hands, or at the very least
rebels who sought to take matters into their own hands should he remain
inactive in the situation. He didn�t want to press her for information, the
possibility of her still breaking down from her ordeal in the Northern Lord�s
dungeon was very real and it was the last thing that needed to happen at that
point.
He looked up towards the doors to the room when he sensed a
presence on the other side before they were quickly slid open revealing one of
his many guards in the palace. This particular guard had been charged with the
duty of protecting Kagome and the very fact that the miko was not in
Sesshomaru�s presence nor with the guard alerted the Lord that something was
wrong.
�Speak, Kaito.� Sesshomaru waited, appraising the guard and
how he was fidgeting in the doorway.
�The Lady Kagome, m�lord. She is missing.� Kaito winced as
the Lord completely stilled and the area around them went completely silent.
�Why were you not with her?� The words were quiet, but the
underlying fury could be sensed and the guard knew he was treading on dangerous
ground.
�I sensed that she left the dining hall and when I came to
meet her to escort her to her rooms she was gone. I sought her out and when I
couldn�t find her I sent others out to locate her. But, m�lord, she is nowhere
in the palace or on the grounds.� Kaito dropped to one knee before Sesshomaru
after he spoke the words, knowing that his fury would be great. Waiting for the
outburst that was surely to come from the Lord he only blinked in shock as a
slight breeze brushed across his skin and looked up to find the daiyoukai
gone.� �That went better than expected.�
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Kagome groaned as she slowly came back to consciousness,
�Why with the kidnapping? Why always with the back and the hitting?� She looked
around slowly, careful not to move her head too quickly for fear of bringing
back the sharp pain she could feel resting just beneath her skull. She noticed
that she was in a cell, a cold one, and the only source of light was through
the bars on the other side of the room.
It was like the last cell she had been in, too much like the
last cell she had been in. All of the memories, the fear, the intense pain of
hunger and thirst, came rushing back to her in that moment. She had thought she
was recovered but instead of being able to stand she fell back into a tight
ball on the floor, burying her head against her knees and blocking out all of
the light and instead looking into the comforting darkness that occupied the
space between her chest and legs.
She was trying to get it together, to pull herself from the
memories that felt so real she could almost hear the screams of the phantoms
that haunted her mind. She could almost hear the daunting footsteps of the
demon that had attacked her walking along the halls. It was too much, too
quickly, too overpowering. She whimpered and clutched her legs desperately with
her hands needing something, anything, to hold on to, to ground her and help
her pull her mind out of the fear.
�Please, Sesshomaru, save me.� She prayed and imagined the
Lord walking down the hall that led to her cell, once again covering her with
his kimono and telling her that everything would be alright. It was a nice
delusion, she decided. It was better than the cold, damp room that she was
currently in.
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He was furious. At himself, at the other demons in his home,
at the miko for wandering off on her own, but mostly at the situation he had
been placed in. He had to find her, there was no option there. He couldn�t just
look the other way and let her figure out her own life. Sesshomaru had taken
Kagome into his care and had promised to protect her, to give her a safe place
to live until destiny called upon her once again. But most of all she had wormed
her way into his life, into his family, however strange and twisted that family
might be, and she was too important to him to just leave her to her fate.
He cared for her, this he knew before this most recent
situation had occurred. What he hadn�t realized was the depth of his emotion
for the girl, how terrified he was for her safety although he would not allow
himself to show such a weak emotion in front of others. To them this was simply
a duty to protect a guest, a very important guest, and to send a message to the
other demons in his home that this was not to be tolerated on any level as it
was disobedience to his station.
But inside, he wanted to find the culprit and shred them to
pieces limb by limb and watch them suffer. It took him by surprise, this anger
and other mix of emotions, blindsiding him with their intensity. Later he would
analyze them and figure out just what was going on with his wayward sentiments,
but for now finding the miko was the topmost priority.
He sent every trusted guard that he had in search of her,
refusing to accept defeat. It had been days since he had found out about her
disappearance but he would not rest until he knew that she was back safe under
his protection.
However, every time one of his soldiers reported in there
was no change; she had not been found and there were no leads to her location.
He was starting to lose patience as he would be out searching for her but
instead had to attend to matters within his own home. The first and foremost
being Rin, who, since the moment she was told, had been in near hysterics at
the disappearance of her beloved Kagome. Sesshomaru could not understand the
attachment as the two girls held no relation but he guessed that the child held
a love for the miko much like a daughter would have for their mother.
The Lord also had to take measures to ensure that no others
would presume to take the same action towards Rin or the other humans in the
palace. He had to essentially put his home back in order and give an official
decree that this behavior would not be tolerated in the future by anyone and
was punishable by death should any further offences occur.
Yet still, days passed and there was no sign of the miko.
Sesshomaru was becoming restless; his soldiers were the best and if they couldn�t
find anything about the miko then that meant one of two things: she was being
held by someone from his own home. Or she was dead.
He refused to accept the second possibility and instead
focused on any characters in his palace that could be behind this attack on his
home. But still, he found nothing.
It wasn�t until one night he entered his personal chambers
and sensed a presence beside his own within the walls. Snarling he pivoted to
face the far corner of the bedroom and narrowed his gaze upon the being that
was standing and calmly staring back at him.
He studied the figure, which was distinctly female and
garbed in the most peculiar clothing he had ever laid eyes upon. The material
looked to be made of animal skins that had been dried and cut into strips of
cloth. She was by far the most indecently dressed woman he had ever seen, even
more than when the miko used to wear those strange cloths that barely covered
her. The fur had been stretched just enough to cover the woman to retain some
modesty but her stomach, legs, and arms were fully exposed. But even so that
was not the interesting thing that made him stare at this woman; she was
transparent. He could see the detailing in the wood behind her but he could
also distinctly see her and how beautiful she was.
She smiled at him after a moment, and spoke, �Lord
Sesshomaru, we finally meet. The Lady Kagome has told me much about you.� She
simply stared at him through warm, brown eyes that sparkled with mischief.
�Who are you?� He spoke the words regally, as if giving her
an order, and was surprised when she simply laughed at him.
�Do not presume to control me, Lord Sesshomaru. You�re
existence wasn�t even preordained by the Kami�s themselves when I walked this
Earth. But I shall answer your questions nonetheless. My name is Kayame and I
am one of The Departed. We have much to talk about, I think.� She smiled at
him, a smile full of secrets and knowledge that thoroughly irritated the
daiyoukai.
When he said nothing she continued, �I am sure you have seen
the Lady Kagome speaking to herself as it has led to this current predicament.
She was about to tell you everything, if that�s any consolation, but she was
captured instead and brought to a place where only you can find her. She was
speaking to us, if you haven�t figured that out yet, and was not in fact crazy
like those around you presumed her to be.� She paused, for effect he assumed,
before grinning and continuing on, �We, The Departed, are the messengers from
the Kamis. We are used to give messages to the inhabitants of the Earth as they
are no longer able to join us on this plane of existence. You�ll have to figure
out why later as it is not my mission to tell you such information, but I
promise you�ll know in due time.
�For now though, I must teach you a lesson about yourself
that you did not know before and which the miko Kagome is unaware. You two are
connected.� She had the gall to wink, wink,
at him before continuing with her story. He was fast losing patience with this
being and his claws itched to take out his frustration upon her, but his
curiosity got the better of him so he let her continue. �You may have wondered
why your feelings are so turbulent regarding the miko. There is a reason for
this. The two of you were created to be two halves to one whole; essentially
she�s the emotions and you�re the logic. The point here, Sesshomaru, is that
only you can find her and in this it will solidify her trust in you, which is
essential for the battle to come. Look within yourself and find that connection
and it will lead you to her.�
He watched as she looked over her shoulder as if seeking the
approval of some being that he could not see before she turned back to him and
nodded once, �That is all I can tell you right now, but never fear. We will
meet again.� She flashed him one last devious smile before she faded into the
shadows of the room, her aura fading with her until the Lord knew that he was
once again alone.
Irritated, he perched himself upon the edge of his futon to
gather himself and his thoughts. There was no way this was possible, he
couldn�t have such a connection to the miko. It didn�t make any sense. If he
was so attached to her why did he try and kill her when they first encountered
each other. Why didn�t he sense it before?
As a being who thought he was completely aware of himself
and his capabilities, this new revelation was rather disconcerting. But he had
no doubts that the messenger was from the kami�s, the holy aura surrounding the
being confirmed Kayame�s statement.
Deciding that there was no harm in testing the messenger�s
theory he centered himself with some quick meditation practices that he had
studied as a child. Quickly, unbidden, a memory surfaced of how his instructors
when he was younger had always said there was something different about him,
not just that he was powerful, but there was something in him that was
different from any other being they had ever encountered. Could this be what
they were talking about?
Focusing once again he reached deep within himself and sought
the connection that Kayame had spoken of. Searching and filtering through all
of the layers of his being he found it, the string of life that was a part of
him yet was still separate from his own life force. This was it, the connection
he had been told of.
Instead of focusing on the fact that his destiny had just
been altered so drastically that he couldn�t seem to realize the depth of it he
sought out the miko and where she was located.
After a few moments of silence, fierce golden eyes opened in
the empty room, �Found you.�
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