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Transit Umbra, Lux Permanet	By : ChaoticReverie Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 3749 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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The first tendrils of orange light were beginning to seep across the eastern horizon when Inuyasha roused his companions, leaving the priestess to get a few extra minutes of sleep. As Miroku worked on preparing breakfast, he approached his brother.
"Y'know you don't have to take us there. I know where to go."
Sesshomaru's gaze remained fixed on a distant point over the hanyou's left shoulder, golden eyes contemplating. "I have questions of my own."
Inuyasha expected that to be the end of their conversation, but his brother surprised him by continuing.
"You felt the dark surge of energy from the North."
It wasn't a question; it was a statement. Inuyasha was surprised at his brother's apparent faith in his senses. He nodded. "Yeah. That was the day Kagome passed out, and I had to take her back to her… back to her home."
Sesshomaru tilted a silvery brow at that, absorbing the information with interest at the boy's elusive response. The girl's mystique was never-ending, it seemed. And for her to be affected by this malevolent power… was she in some way connected to this dark entity?
He moved the speculation to the back of his mind. "Since that time, many settlements within my territory have been attacked and ravaged, human and demon alike. The land is seemingly wilting. This is doubtlessly occurring throughout Nihon. The other Lords will come to seek Bokuseno's wisdom as well."
"Do ya think it could be Naraku?" Inuyasha intoned, the name leaving a bad taste on his tongue.
Sesshomaru scoffed. "This is beyond that filthy wretch. His power is paltry in comparison."
"And you think Bokuseno will know who it is?"
"He will have the answers I seek… and perhaps he will have answers for you as well."
Nodding in hopeful agreement, the dog-eared male approached his slumbering friend, brushing his knuckles gently over her forehead. "Oi, Kagome, time to get up."
Yawning blearily, the miko pulled her arms from the confines of her sleeping roll, stretching them up over her head with a soft squeak. The smell of food made awareness filter into her sleep-addled brain, and she peered through he bangs, smiling at Miroku as he knelt at her side, offering her a bowl.
"Miso soup! You're the best, Miroku."
Grinning as she pushed herself up and accepted the dish, he replied humbly, "I can hardly take any credit. The convenient food items you bring from your home take most of the work out of cooking. Even my lovely Sango couldn't possibly botch something this easy."
They shared a laugh at the slayer's expense, said woman glaring playfully at the duo from across the camp. They ate in pleasant silence, Sango collecting the dishes afterward and wrapping them for later cleaning – as there was no water source readily available. Kagome thanked her and began gathering her things, moving slowly.
Sleep had afforded her little in the way of true rest, her dreams plagued by visions of the glowing sphere yet again. Now the cracks were so numerous she couldn't begin to count them, amazed the orb hadn't turn to glittering sand. Whatever was going to happen… it would happen soon. Her chest felt like it was in a vice, every breath laboured. A thunderous pounding echoed behind her eyes, in time with her heartbeat. She did her best to hide it from everyone, putting on a brave face and acting as though nothing had changed.
'What are you?' she asked, her question directed inward. She half expected to get a response. Gods it hurt; every inch of her ached with the strain of containing the tumultuous feeling that wanted so desperately to be unleashed from somewhere deep inside her. It was evil, it had to be. Why else would it pain her in such a way?
Then she recalled the incident at the hospital, and her expression contorted in confusion. If it was truly evil… why would it help her? Why hurt her… and then heal her? What was the point? She just didn't know. Her gaze wandered to the junction of her arm, where the little bandage rested in the crook of her elbow. She peeled it off, feeling the unmarred skin with her finger.
Inuyasha watched the odd scene carefully, ears flicking back and forth as he studied his friend. He approached her, saying her name softly. The sound of his voice startled her.
"Oh! Are we ready to go?"
"Soon," he told her, frowning as he glanced back down at her arm. "Kagome, is everything alright?"
She sighed. So much for being sneaky. "It's… fine… I think. It's just… when I had the IV removed from my arm… the wound was healed. Instantly. I've never used my reiki to do anything like that before, so I don't think I did it. It was a warm sensation, and it felt like it was coming from inside of me, from the same place as the pain in my chest."
Inuyasha pursed his lips. "You don't think…?"
"That whatever is causing my pain was also responsible for healing me? Yeah… but it doesn't make any sense."
His ears flattened. "We can ask Bokuseno about it. The more we can tell him, the better our chances of getting an answer."
Kagome nodded, watching her friend as snuck a quick glance at his brother, ears pinned low to his head as his brow furrowed with worry. She reached out to him. "It's fine, Inuyasha… really. This latest development is a step up from constant discomfort and sporadic fainting."
"It ain't that," he told her lowly, his hand shooting up to snag her wrist. He hesitated momentarily, afraid to tell her, but knowing he had to. She needed to know. "Kagome… Sesshomaru told us something last night. He said… he said you're dying."
The last word was so soft she almost didn't hear it, but given the way he cringed as he spoke, the way his hand tightened on her arm, she knew she hadn't misheard. She felt her breath catch for a moment, and then she sighed, sagging in his grip. There it was. The fear that had lingered in the back of her mind for so long now, finally confirmed.
"I… I had a feeling."
"Why didn't you say anything?!" Inuyasha demanded, startling the others with his sudden outburst.
Sango looked questioningly at the pair, prepared to approach them when Miroku moved into her path. She glanced up at him, and seeing the dark look pass over his features, she knew there was something he hadn't told her. "What's going on?" she hissed.
The monk took her firmly by the shoulders. "Lord Sesshomaru informed us last night that he can feel Kagome's life waning. Her energy is being sapped, and he does not think she will last much longer, lest we find a solution."
Her heart stuttered a little as tears pricked her eyes, and she turned to look at the priestess, her sister, hoping beyond all things that it wasn't true. But the look the girl gave her dashed her hopes, and she shook her head in denial. "No!"
"You can't die, Kagome!" Shippou wailed, launching himself into her arms.
She could feel her tear ducts pinching, but was so tired, far too tired to cry. Hushing the kit, she stroked his hair softly. "Be strong, Shippou. Bokuseno may be able to help me."
"Why didn't you tell us?!" Inuyasha repeated, glaring accusingly at her, his golden eyes alit with anger, hurt, fear.
She looked up at him apologetically, her gaze moving around the group and landing on Shippou's upturned face. "I didn't really know for certain. All I knew was that it was getting harder and harder to wake up every day. The most basic things require so much more effort. But I don't want to stop… not until I have my answers. Slowing down won't fix anything."
"You're an idiot," Inuyasha snapped. "Don't ever keep shit like that from us again."
"I must agree with Inuyasha, Lady Kagome. We cannot assist you if you do not tell us what is happening," Miroku spoke up, holding the slayer in his arms as she wiped her tears away.
"We'll figure it out," Sango said, chestnut eyes shining with determination. "We always do."
Kagome smiled at her friends, their resolve strengthening her own. She wasn't ready to quit. Not yet. "We'd better get going, then."
They nodded in agreement, putting out their fire and preparing to depart. Kagome gave the kit in her arms a reassuring snuggle, and while he seemed reluctant to leave her, he understood the urgency of their situation, scurrying from her arms and up onto the transformed neko's back.
Sesshomaru pushed himself from his place against a tree, having watched the ordeal from a short distance away. He found himself hoping – a thing he did not often do – that the old forest youkai would have answers for all of them. Signalling to his brother, he rose into the sky, knowing they would follow.
Inuyasha turned back to Kagome. "I'm carrying you. No arguments."
She gave a little huff, but nodded her consent anyway. Addressing the others, she called, "You guys go on ahead, we'll be right behind you."
Kirara took one small hop before launching herself skyward, vaulting over the pair and bounding agilely toward the clouds. Once they were out of earshot, Kagome pulled open the flap of her pack. "I need you to do me a favour, Inuyasha."
"What's that?"
Producing a plastic container from her bag, she peeled off the lid to reveal a crisp, white envelope inside. She told him, "It's a letter… to my family. Inuyasha… if I don't… if something happens I need you to leave this at the bottom of the well."
He scowled. "Kagome, nothing's gunna happen to-"
"Promise me!" she interrupted, feeling instantly remorseful about using such a harsh tone. Closing the lid again, the miko sighed, continuing on, "I know you're going to do everything you can… and I'm not trying to be pessimistic, but… if something does happen, just promise me you'll leave this at the bottom of the well."
He fidgeted momentarily, looking almost sick as he thought over his next words. "Nothing is going to happen… but if something does… you know the well probably won't work for me anymore."
She nibbled her lip. "I know, but I feel like… the well has a will of its own, in a way. I think that if you dropped it in… the well would take it home for me. So promise you'll at least try!"
"I promise," he grumbled. The priestess smiled at him, a sad sort of smile, one that he didn't particularly like. Growling, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her into a hug, muttering, "You ain't gunna die, idiot."
She laughed. "Of course not. This is… just a precaution."
"Keh. How can ya be sure someone will find it?"
"Do you remember when the village was attacked by an itsumade, and you had to push me into the well to protect me?"
He flushed guiltily. She'd hit her head in the fall, and had apparently lain unconscious at the bottom for hours before finally rousing.
She flicked his nose. "That wasn't your fault, Inu. Stop feeling bad about it."
"Keh."
"Anyway, since then, Souta's been checking the well every time he comes home from school, and Mama checks it before going to sleep. Someone will find it."
He quirked a brow, touching the blue container lid with one claw. "What's this for, then?"
She shrugged, putting the little dish back in her bag. "In case it rains, I wouldn't want the letter to get ruined before they get a chance to read it."
They were quiet a moment, standing together in a comfortable half embrace. Finally the hanyou asked, "What's it say?"
It was Kagome's turn to look guilty.
He frowned. "Kagome?"
"Well… it's mostly apologies… and reassurances that I'm alright."
"That you're-? Are you… going to lie to them?" he wondered aloud, surprised.
Kagome sagged a bit. "Inuyasha, my family has spent years worrying about me. They know that you would do anything to protect me, but they also know how dangerous it is here. I've already put them through so much. And now with this… ailment… they have even more to worry about. I can't… I can't let it end that way… not for them. I can't bear the thought of what it would do to them."
She sniffled, wiping at her nose as it started to run. "At least… at least this way they can be content. They might not get to see me again, but they won't have to worry anymore, thinking that I'm happy here, and that everything turned out okay. I don't want to leave them grieving, Inu, I want them to live their lives."
He tightened his hold on her once more, setting his chin on her head as she huddled into his chest. "You ain't gunna die. It'll be alright."
She breathed deeply. He smelled like the woods… it always helped to calm her down. "We should get going."
He nodded, and gently took the bag from her hands. Pulling the strap up over his arm, he bent, sweeping her from her feet and securely against his chest.
She wrapped her hands around his neck, her eyes wide in shock. "You don't have to carry me like this!"
"You need to save your strength," he told her, his tone firm. Without giving her time to argue, he took off after the others, pleased when she didn't push the matter further. "We're gunna figure this out… and then I want you to burn that stupid letter."
She smiled, muttering a quiet 'okay' against his neck.
More fluffy sadness. The next chapter will give us a few answers…
Also, an 'itsumade' is a bird-like, fire breathing demon in Japanese mythology.
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