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A special
thanks go out to my cousin Diana, who is my muse and friend. She constantly
helps me to brainstorm ideas and is always there when I need her most. Much
love to you are yours.

Another
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express my gratitude.

I must also say one more thing. Sada, my very special friend, beta and muse has agreed to
let me use her character Masao, a lesser Northern Lord from her story
Masquerade in exchange for her use of my yummy vampire demon, Velenor. So
whatever you do, please don�t accuse me of plagiarism because I have her
express permission to use him and when she does use my character for her
stories, please note that she has my permission and do not try and charge her
either. Thanks!

Blood for Blood
Chapter 6
Meetings and Introductions

I wake slowly the next morning after my interesting
rendezvous with the demon lord and Naraku, feeling back to my old self.� My power level is replenished and my body is
no longer sore from my journey here.� I
look around the camp site and smile when I see that I am the only one awake
right now.� I slowly get up, being careful
not to wake Shippo, and then quickly make my way back behind a large oak so I
can change into my miko robes.� A few
minutes later, I emerge fully dressed, comfortable and begin to make myself
busy gathering the ingredients needed for breakfast.

A few minutes after starting, I notice Shippo
beginning to wake. I smile fondly as I see his nose begin to twitch and lead
him toward where I am making pancakes, sausage, bacon and eggs.� This is a favorite of my comrades and I try
to make it as often as I can for them when time permits, but we are frequently
in such a hurry that we simply eat oatmeal and fresh picked berries when they
are in season.� I smile toward Sango when
I see her begin to stir, then I hear a loud growl from Inuyasha�s direction and
I know that the smell of fresh cooked meat has aroused his bottomless
stomach.� I laugh softly to myself before
turning in his direction to see him jumping down with a large grin on his face.

It is something of a hassle to carry all the pans
and the large cookie sheet it will take to make these things over a fire, but I
don�t mind as long as I can make my comrades happy.� They so enjoy this �ninja� food, as they call
it, that I simply can�t resist when they ask for it.� So, I say a quick �Good Morning� to my
friends, as one by one they wake to the delicious smells of future delicacies.
When the food is ready, I pass out as much as I was able to make for the first
round and then begin to add more pancake batter to the cookie sheet I am using
as the large cooking area, adding a few more links of sausage and slices of
bacon to it as well.

I pass around the butter, syrup, ketchup, peanut
butter and jelly, then flip the pancakes and
meat.� Everyone is practically moaning
with each bite and I can�t help the lift in my spirits as I feel the
contentment surrounding me.� The next
batch of pancakes is done and I pass those around as well, the meat following a
few minutes later.� Taking a pancake for
myself, along with a piece of bacon, sausage and a small portion of eggs, I
pass more helpings of those around again, laughing as Inuyasha�s and Shippo�s
eyes go much wider at the prospect of more meat.� Once all the food is passed out and everyone
seems to be full and content to sip their milk or orange juice, I sit back and
relax for a few minutes before I take the dishes down to the stream that I know
is near the hot spring I used last night.

Thinking about what lies ahead for us, I sigh
audibly, abruptly getting the attention of Inuyasha, who growls loudly in
response, then practically pounces on me. Suddenly, he is mere inches away, then he takes in a large whiff of my scent.� Growling for a moment and then snarling
loudly, he grasps my arm so tightly that I cry out at the pain.� Looking pointedly in his direction, I release
some reiki into my arm and watch as he immediately releases me.� Turning on him, my contentment from only a
moment ago forgotten, I yell, �What the hell is your problem Inuyasha?�

He narrows his eyes for a moment and then growls
again.� �Who the fuck
were you with last night bitch?� I
can smell the scent of three powerful demons on you, but it�s stale so I can�t
tell who it is!� Was it Koga?� Tell me wench!�

Narrowing my eyes in disgust, I try to take a
deep breath to calm myself down, disliking his insinuations at my expense; however,
he grabs hold of my arms again and practically shakes me, demanding answers to
his questions.� I scream �SIT!� at the
top of my lungs and he plunges to the ground, releasing me in the process.� Stepping back from the Inuyasha-shaped crater
I have just created, I glare down at him and continue to shout because I know
it hurts his ears.� �Naraku came to visit
me at the hot springs last
night after Sango left.� He said that he
wanted me to scrub his back and I was about to purify him when Sesshomaru
showed up and chased him off. Sesshomaru�s beast was in control and he started
to attack me, but I erected a barrier, adding my purifying energy into his to
strengthen his restraints on his beast.�
When Sesshomaru regained control, I released him and he left.� As for the third demon you smelled, that
would be Velenor, the blood demon that attacked me a little over a month
ago.� He paid me a visit yesterday when I
was on my way to find you.� We talked for
a few moments, then he left.� Satisfied?��
Hoping that he won�t smell a couple of my small lies, I stomp my feet to
emphasize my distress over his actions, then wait for his next outburst.

The spell wears off a few seconds after my long
winded speech and he quickly gets to his feet.�
His ears are pinned against his head, telling me he feels remorse, but
his eyes quickly tell me that he isn�t going to give up his pursuit so
easily.� Growling under my breath, I give
him a look that clearly says it will be in his best interest to stop now, but
he has never been one to keep his mouth shut though, so he opens it a second
later and, in the process, inserts his foot.�
�I don�t believe you!� For the
stench of three powerful male demons to be on you, you would have had to touch them.� Sesshomaru would never lay his hands on
you.� You are beneath him, human!� While
he�s sneering at me, I look back at him with such hurt in my gaze that he
immediately regrets his choice of words, but doesn�t take them back. I feel my
heart clench painfully in my chest and feel my lip begin to tremble, but I
refuse to give him the satisfaction of seeing me cry. Instead, I scream �SIT!�
so powerfully that I feel the ground quake underneath me for a few moments, then it stills.�
Grabbing my bag from underneath the tree that sheltered me last night, I
look apologetically to Sango and Miroku and begin to walk away.

�Wait Kagome!� Where are you going?� You just found us again, please don�t leave
or, at the very least, let one or all of us come
with you.�� Smiling at Sango, I start to
shake my head, when I feel the powerful aura of Velenor approaching from the
east.� I feel my heart skip a beat and
then a tingle travels the length of my spine before I remember that Sango was
speaking a moment ago.� Shaking my head
again to rid it of the cloudy thoughts Velenor�s aura alone causes, I turn back
to her and sigh audibly.� �I�m sorry
Sango, but I simply refuse to be treated this way.� I am no longer pining over Inuyasha in hopes
that he will return my feelings, so I will not put up with his horrible
treatment of me anymore.� I hope that my
leaving once again will give him some needed perspective, or I will break my
promise to be by his side forever if he continues to treat me this way.� I am a powerful miko who can take care of
herself and I will do so without any help from him.� Let him try to find the shards without me;
maybe Kikyo will finally have a place by his side now.� As for me, I am going to continue my quest
without him.�

Turning to leave once again, Sango calls out to
me, stopping me in my tracks.� �Wait
Kagome, please take me with you.��
Surprised at her request, I turn to look at her and see the pleading in
her eyes, Shippo and Kirara held tightly in her arms.� I look to Miroku and see his eyes narrowed on
her form, although I cannot determine his emotions. Without a reason to say �no�
and no obvious objection from Miroku, I nod my head and she breathes a huge
sigh of relief.� Inuyasha begins to
struggle with his restraints as we walk out of camp, but I pay him no mind and
leave him face-first in the dirt.

After a few minutes of walking side by side with
Sango and Shippo, I hear Inuyasha coming up behind us, apparently determined to
continue this nonsense. I turn toward him with an annoyed expression on my
face, as he stops only a few feet away and growls lowly.� I raise my eyebrows in question and he begins
to yell.� �What the hell do you think
you�re doing wench?� You aren�t going
anywhere.� You are still my shard
detector and I won�t let you go without a fight!�� Scowling at his horrible words, I nearly
scream in frustration and hurt all over again.�
So, grinding my teeth together to keep from screaming foul language and
telling him exactly how I feel at the moment, I try to calm myself and leave
before I do something I won�t regret. He makes that impossible, however, when
he begins to scream obscenities, demanding I go with him because it�s my fault
I broke the jewel and, according to him, I have no choice in the matter.

Taking a deep breath because I know I am going to
scream at him, I start by telling him exactly what I think.� �Who the hell do you think you are
Inuyasha?� You do not own me and cannot
tell me what to do no matter how much you feel it�s your place.� I am not a possession and I refuse to be told
what to do.� I thought we were friends,
but you have just proven, once again, that you care nothing for me.� I am just a measly shard detector to you, so
I am leaving without you and there is nothing you can do about it.� I don�t want to see you.� Go back to your Kikyo and leave her
reincarnation be.� If I never see you
again, it will be too soon.� Tell Miroku that
I said goodbye and I hope to see him again one day.� And to make sure you don�t follow me again,
SIT, sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, and one more for good measure,
SIT!�

Leaving the crater, I turn to an awe-stricken
Sango and just shake my head when she tries to console me, seeing the obvious
hurt in my eyes.� I just want to leave
this place.� Inuyasha is my best friend,
but I will no longer put up with his horrible treatment.� My heart simply cannot take anymore.� I am going to find someone to love on my own,
collect the remaining jewel shards, and kill Naraku while I�m at it.� Determination lights my face and Sango�s
worry for me eases.� Continuing on the
path I had originally taken, I feel Velenor�s aura spike at my close proximity
and I flare my own in response, letting him know I feel that he is near and I
am waiting.

I stop in a clearing less than a mile from where
I made an Inuyasha-crater and sit on a large rock. Sango gives me a questioning
look and I decide to answer her unasked question.� �We are waiting for Velenor to arrive.� He wants a word and I am curious.�� Turning to her, I give her a strange look and
then decide to ask why she came with me.�
�Why did you follow me?� I thought
for sure you would want to stay with Miroku.��
Her response to my question is one I never saw coming.� She looks to me with much sadness and
distress, then speaks quietly, as if talking too loud
will cause more pain.

�I did as you told me to last night.� I went back to camp after my bath and pulled
Miroku aside.� He had been quietly
meditating, but was otherwise not occupied.�
He agreed to take a walk with me and, when we arrived in a clearing
surrounded by moonlight and little fireflies, I thought it was awfully romantic,
so I sat down in a small area surrounded by moonflowers.� I took a deep breath and asked him how he
felt about me.� He said that he cared
about me and always would, but he would not elaborate.� I even told him that our future depended on
what he said, but the only thing that left his mouth was that there simply
wasn�t a future for us.� I started crying
and asked him why, but he only said that his feelings had changed and there was
nothing left for me.� I stopped my tears
and left him sitting quietly in the glade with as much dignity as I could
muster, and never looked back.� I saw the
look in his eyes, and I know that he thinks he is protecting me because he is
afraid the Kazaana will kill him before we can begin our future together, but I
am tired of waiting.� That is why, when
you said you were leaving, I couldn�t stay anymore.� You were the only reason I was going to
stay.� Now that you�re no longer there, I
have no reason to travel with them.�

Nodding in understanding, I step toward her to
give her some much needed comfort and she welcomes me into her embrace.� Sobbing loudly for a few minutes, unable to
hold back, I rub her back in soothing circles and whisper soft words of
comfort.� We sit like that, with Kirara
and Shippo hugging our legs and trying to comfort both of us as much as they
can, until I feel the jyaki in the air rise.�
Turning to look over my shoulder, I see that Velenor has arrived.� Letting go of Sango, I turn toward him and smile
softly.� He nods his head, then looks pointedly toward Sango and Shippo with an obvious
question in his eyes.� Smiling in
response, I turn to Sango and introduce them.�
�Sango, this is Velenor, my demon in shining armor, and this is my
adopted kit, Shippo.� Be good to them
Velenor.� They are family and they will
be treated as nothing less.�� Giving him
a look that says I am deathly serious, he nods in understanding before
approaching Sango. At first, she has a wary expression on her face but, when he
simply grasps her hand and places a kiss on it, she smiles brightly and
blushes.� I giggle at her reaction to my
sensuous demon, then he leans down his shoulder so
that Shippo can jump on it.� He does so
and Velenor nods his head at the kit.�
Shippo looks to me for approval and, once I nod my head, he smiles shyly
at Velenor. Shippo then frowns at Velenor and whispers so that I cannot hear
him.� Velenor nods slowly in response to
whatever was said and I make it a note to ask Shippo about it later.

Turning toward Velenor again, I decide I should
ask what he�s here for, unless, of course, he simply popped in to say �hi,� but
something tells me he doesn�t normally do something for no reason. With that
thought in mind, I ask, �To what do we owe this pleasure, Velenor?�� He quirks his brow at me for a moment and I
can�t help the flutter of my heart.� He
is so damn sexy that I want to drool, but I will not give him the satisfaction
of seeing how much he affects me, so I wait for his answer as patiently as I am
able.� I don�t have to wait long.� �I spoke to my brothers and sisters and they
have asked that I bring you to them, so they can see you for themselves.� You have aroused their curiosity and I was
told to come and collect you.� Of course,
you are more than welcome to bring your friend and kit.�

So, his clan wants to see me, do they?� I wonder why; aside from the changes he
talked about, I only did what any other miko would. He obviously thinks there
is more to it than that, though, so I turn to Sango to gauge her opinion of the
situation.� If she doesn�t approve, we
will have to decline, but something tells me that the stars in her eyes aren�t
leaving any time soon and that she will agree simply to continue basking in his
presence.� Whispering quietly to the exterminator,
I pose his question to her and ask her opinion.�
She thinks silently for a few moments, then says that we should follow
him, but not for the reason that I think, as I stand there smirking.� I raise my eyebrow in question and she says,
�We should go so that we can find out if there are any other traits you have
inherited.� What better way to find out
than from the clan of the very demons who tried to change you in the first
place?�� Looking at her for a moment, I
agree, then turn toward my sexy demon once again.� He gives me one of those smirks that makes me
weak at the knees, then begins to walk the way he
came.

We follow close behind him for a time.� Surrounded almost completely by trees, we
travel in comfortable silence. Without the loud-mouthed grumbling of Inuyasha
and the smacks to the monk�s face when he is being a pervert, we both realize
that traveling like this can be very peaceful; suddenly we�re looking forward
to whatever comes our way.� Smiling
brightly, I begin to hum quietly to myself as we walk behind my demon friend. I
can�t help the blush that stains my cheeks when I notice how great his ass
looks from where I am standing and a look over to Sango tells me she is
thinking the same thing.� Laughing as
silently as I can, Sango gives me a questioning look, then flushes brightly
when she catches on to my thoughts.� The
one thing I find quite interesting is that I haven�t seen her
this happy for a long time.� It�s
almost as if a great weight has been lifted off her shoulders.� Maybe Miroku isn�t the one for her after all.

Coming out of my thoughts, I am surprised to see
a large castle-type structure before us.�
Bad Kagome! You were so absorbed in your thoughts you were negligent to
your surroundings!� Kikyo taught you
better than this, so you better start acting like it!� Shaking my head to clear it of my scolding
thoughts, I look to Velenor and see that he is watching me intently.� Blushing from head to toe, I lower my head
and let my bangs cover much of my face, looking at him from under the cover of
my lashes.� He is still looking at me
with an unreadable expression and I can�t help the heat that blossoms low in my
belly at the sensual sweep of his eyes.�
It�s like he�s examining me little by little and stripping me of my
clothes at the same time.� I feel utterly
exposed when he looks at me like that.

Forgetting my embarrassment for a moment, I sweep
my aura around the castle we are approaching, feeling the massive amount of
jyaki within, but I know that Velenor would never lead me somewhere to
die.� I don�t honestly know why, but it�s
a deep-rooted feeling that I can�t quite explain.� Shippo starts to shake noticeably on my
shoulder and my maternal instincts go on high alert.� Grasping his waist and hugging him to my
chest, I whisper comforting words in his little ears and tell him that, no
matter what, I will always protect him.�
He stops shaking moments later and smiles one of those really rare
smiles, then he hops back up on my shoulder to get a good view of his
surroundings.� Looking toward Sango, I
see that she is holding Kirara much like I was holding Shippo a few moments
ago.� I can hear Kirara purring from here;
obviously, she does not feel threatened by our surroundings in the least and
that comforts me. Glancing back to Velenor, I feel his aura flare around him
and then see his eyes begin to swirl in black and blue.� The door of the castle seems to react to his
aura and, to both mine and Sango�s amazement; it opens slowly to reveal two
large blood demons standing at the entrance.�
Both are extremely well-built, with muscles that ripple in the dying
light.� They look like twins, the only
visible difference being their eyes.� One
has bright fire-red [orbs] and the other has eyes the color of the sea after a
storm.� They are tall, with long black
hair that falls down to their upper thighs. Their narrow waists and long well-toned
legs would make any woman drool in want.�
I can hear Sango�s heart begin to beat a staccato in her chest at the
sight these two make and I smile in response. �If I didn�t already have my eyes set on either
Velenor or Sesshomaru, who are the two of the most beautiful demons I have ever
seen, I would be swooning over these two as well.

Taking a good look at the structure we are
getting ready to enter, I smile at the beauty I am surrounded by.� It is much larger than it looked from a few
hundred feet away and it is all large grey stone.� There are long ivy vines growing up each side
of the structure and the front has a wide variety of plants.� There are large willow trees on each side and
flowering bushes that lead up the walkway to the front entrance.� There are rose bushes and lilies galore, and
even the vines are beginning to flower.�
There are two towers that can be seen from the entrance; in all, this
structure looks much like one of the many castles in Europe I
have seen in all my text books.� Nodding
my head at the sight before me, I smile in approval and wait for the �studs� in
our way to move so we can go inside.

Velenor continues to stare at me for a few more
seconds, as if gauging my reaction to our surroundings; apparently, I passed
his assessment because he motions for the two before us to step aside and let
us through.� As they do so, I turn to
each of them and ask their names.� The
one on the left is Oren and the one on the right is Hatchi.� I smile and nod at each of them; it turns out
that they are identical twins.� I
introduce myself, Sango, Shippo and Kirara, and they nod at each of us before
letting us enter.� Smiling at both of
them, I follow behind Velenor as we enter the castle and walk down a long
corridor.� There is a large set of double
doors at the end with intricate carvings of epic battles and large demons in
true form.� With a flick of his wrist,
the doors open magically and we enter what seems to be the throne room a few
seconds later.

Looking around the room as inconspicuously as
possible, I flush from head to toe; one quick look at Sango tells me she is
just as embarrassed as I am.� I quickly
duck Shippo�s head to my chest, covering his eyes so he doesn�t see something
he is far too young to see, then try not to look at all the demons in the
middle of the room. They sit on a floor covered in silk pillows, at low tables
filled with wine goblets and saki, and all the
occupants, except for a chosen few, are in the middle of passionate
embraces.� By the Gods, this is
definitely not something I ever thought to see.�
Most of the beings are blood demons and deathly beautiful. Almost all
have long, flowing, black hair and I realize it must be a common trait for the
blood demon clan; I thank the Kami that it wasn�t orange,
or something else that might clash with my complexion.� As my thoughts run wild, I look at Velenor
beneath my lashes and see that, although he is walking calmly beside me, his eyes
are swirling with his power and his gaze is directed right at me.

My breath catches in my throat and I nearly trip
over my own two feet because that is the furthest thing from my mind.� I assume that he�s looking right at every
beautiful blood demoness in the throes of passion and not some ordinarily plain-looking
female such as myself, but I nearly swallow my tongue when his strong arm wraps
around my waist and pulls me flush against him.�
At first I assume it is to right me before I fall in an ungraceful heap
on the floor, but then I feel his other arm go around my waist and pull me even
closer to his hard body.� Again, I lose
my breath and my heart decides to beat so fast I think I will pass out from it,
then he lowers his head to mine and, just when I feel my eyelids begin to
droop, a loud voice from the other side of the room calls his name and he
abruptly lets me go.

Taking an immediate step back from him, I can
feel a dark blush staining my cheeks, but there is nothing I can do about
it.� That would have been my first real
kiss and it was interrupted.� Nearly
growling under my breath, I turn with fury in my eyes to find the perpetrator
who denied me my first real kiss, and nearly losing my breath again at the
demon before me.� Hearing a small gasp, I
look at Sango. Her face is bright red and her mouth is unintentionally hanging
open, whether from shock, or surprise at his beauty, I don�t know. Slowly,
trying to be as inconspicuous as possible, I reach over and tug on one of her
sleeves.� She abruptly breaks eye contact
with the luscious demon before us and looks to me.� Her eyes are clearly thankful and I nod as
imperceptively as I can.� Turning back to
the demon before me, I see that he is really quite gorgeous.� Shimmering white hair, dark amethyst eyes and
tanned skin with metallic markings make up this impressive youkai.� I figure him to be feline, maybe a white
tiger, but I won�t know for certain until I feel his aura brush mine.

I still can�t get Sango�s immediate reaction out
of my head though, so I deny myself my fury in favor of figuring out if Sango
really thinks he is truly that beautiful.�
Maybe there is romance in her future after all so, looking around the
room once again, my eyes stop of their own accord. I can�t help but watch as a
blood demoness mounts a blood demon and quickly impales herself.� Gasping, as surely that must have hurt, my eyes go wide when I hear her moan of pleasure,
followed closely by his own groan of ecstasy.�
She begins to thrust her hips and uses his shoulders as a means of
keeping her balance and taking his arousal deeper into her body.� She throws her head back and that is when I
see her eyes are a deep fuchsia color; I nearly gasp when I see that her skin
is practically glowing.� Her fangs
lengthen, then she digs them deep into the shoulder of
the demon she is fucking.� At the same
time, he bites into her shoulder and their screams of pleasure nearly make me
jump in fright, not expecting such a sound out of them.

A touch to my shoulder brings me back to the
present and I look into the eyes of Velenor once again.� He is standing within an inch of me and his eyes
are swirling with the strength of his power.�
My heart once again begins to pound and I start to nearly pant with
excitement at the promises I can see in his eyes.� Suddenly, I feel another hand on my shoulder
and, once I break eye contact with the enticing demon before me, I immediately
relax.� My heart calms and one deep breath centers me once again.� There is a distinct pull to Velenor that I
will have to be wary of in the future, lest I wake the next morning mated to a
blood demon, having no qualms about it.

Saying a silent thank-you to Sango for her
interruption, I turn back to the feline, or white tiger, [or] whatever he may
be and, without anything else to do, I ask him the first question that pops
into my head.� �Hello.� What is your name?�� He smiles and I feel my heart begin to race
once again.� Scowling at my reaction to
him, I desperately try to hear what he says over the pounding of my heart.� �My name is Masao, priestess.�� I smile and then can�t help myself, so I ask
him another question.� �What kind of
demon are you, Masao?�� He grins at me
for a moment and I have the distinct feeling that he is mocking me for only a
slight second, then he answers my question with no hint of emotion lacing his
voice, although it is still rich and bold, sending shivers down both mine and
Sango�s spines.� �I am a white tiger
demon, priestess.�� I nod once in understanding,
then speak again, noticing his eyes darken when they
gaze upon my sister beside me.

�My name is Kagome and this is my sister,
Sango.� The kit on my shoulder is Shippo,
my adopted son, and the small feline companion on Sango�s shoulder is
Kirara.�� I try to hide my smirk when I
see his eyes sweep over Sango�s form in obvious appraisal and one look at Sango
tells me that she is doing much the same.�
I nearly roll my eyes at the scene, but decide to give them the privacy
they obviously want.� I turn to Velenor giving
him a look that says I am ready to move on to more important things, but all he
does is lift his eyebrow in mock interest.� Scowling at him, I decide to ask what has
been bothering me since we met this morning.�
�What exactly is my purpose here, Velenor?�� He looks at me with an unreadable gaze for a
few seconds, then nods his head to the back of the
room where two large thrones can be seen from our vantage point.

Immediately going rigid, I pull a barrier around
myself and Sango in an instant, gathering a large energy ball in my hands.� My eyes blaze white with the strength of my
power and I hastily seek out the threat.�
A large power source brushed my aura, which would not normally cause such a reaction from me, but the source is malignant
and intends to do us harm. This cannot be allowed; therefore my reaction is
simple, kill or be killed.� Flaring my aura in this large throne room, I
feel more than see all the blood demons stop their love-making and begin to
back away slowly, fearing purification. Looking at each of them, I see they all
have much the same features.� All have
long black hair, or long white hair, and all either have swirling
black and blue eyes, or black and fuchsia.� All are more than beautiful.� The women have curves in all the right
places, with endless legs, wide hips, tiny waists, flat tummies and large, pert
breasts,.� Their
feminine� faces
are graced with luscious lips, perfect little noses, and white, milky
skin.� The men all have strong, toned legs,
with tight asses and small waists, broad shoulders, six-pack abs, muscled arms
and strong, claw-tipped hands. Their faces are all perfect, with kissable lips,
strong noses and penetrating eyes which currently, are focused on me.� All their auras are stronger than most
demons, but there are two distinctly powerful auras in the back of the room,
both of which are highly threatening.

Sango whispers that there are two threatening
auras in the back of the room only moments after I have deduced the same thing.
I ask her to hold Shippo so that I can be content in the knowledge that he is
safe while I deal with the demons that dare to threaten me while in the
presence of my son.� My aura flares
wildly around me and Velenor is suddenly in front of me, but his words are hazy
and I can�t distinguish one from another.�
My aura once again pulses in my agitation, then I calm minutely as I see
the urgency in his eyes.� I register,
after a few moments, that Sango is warning me to be careful and that perhaps I
shouldn�t let my guard down in front of him, that it could be a trap.� Nodding my head in understanding, I release
my barrier and watch closely as he walks toward me, his purpose clear.� Narrowing my eyes when he is only a breath
away, I lift my eyebrow, questioning his motives. Quietly, he says, �Please do
not worry Kagome, the auras that you feel are from the leaders of the blood
clan.� They were just testing your
reflexes and the extent of your power.�
Please believe me when I say that they mean you no harm.�� The sincerity in his eyes calms my racing
heart and I nod once in his direction, but I do not release the energy ball in
my hands.� Until I meet them and deduce
whether they are a true threat, it will be sitting in my palms ready to be
thrown at any moment.

Sango and I walk side by side toward the double
throne at the back.� I notice that Masao
is walking closely by her side and I smile inwardly at the protective stance he
takes up beside her.� Velenor, I notice,
is walking so close on my left that already his hand has brushed mine
twice.� If I wasn�t so intent on the
auras surrounding me, trying to sort out the threats, I would have blushed at
least twice by now.� As the elegant
beings before us become clearer as we approach, I see that the female is almost
as tall as her male companion.� She has
long, flowing white hair, fuchsia eyes, and an hourglass figure.� Her male companion is her exact opposite,
with long midnight hair
and exotic sapphire eyes swirling with the ebony of his power.� He is tall and muscular.� Everything about these two screams power and
respect, I also know, by the brush of their aura, that they are the ones that threatened
us when we first entered the room. Forming another barrier around my companions
and I in an instant, I cut off Velenor�s exclamation
of protest with a gesture of my hand.�
�If they mean us no harm, they will explain their actions when we were
at the entrance to this room.� If I
believe them, I will consider lowering my barrier.� As it stands now, no one in this room has
enough power to bring it down, so don�t get any ideas.�� His eyes begin to swirl with the power within
him and I just smirk at his disgruntled look.�
I will not be dissuaded on this.�
If they make a good argument, I will release my friendly demons from
within my barrier and we will leave.

Glancing at the two sickeningly beautiful beings
before me, I wait for an explanation as to their actions from earlier and thankfully,
I don�t have to wait long.� With one look
at each other, almost as if to reassure themselves, they smile warmly at all of
my companions and I feel some of the tension leave my shoulders.� The woman steps down from her throne and
approaches my barrier.� Warily, she touches
it for a moment then hastily clutches it to her chest as her hand sizzles from
the strength of my reiki.� She nods once
in my direction, then looks to her partner with another nod to him, as if
whatever they believed was correct, she makes her way back to the throne and
sits upon it.� Her hand has healed since
our short encounter and she smiles once again in our direction.� The male speaks and my first impression is that
his voice is rich, powerful, and alluring but, most importantly, kind.� �Welcome to our home, priestess.� You and your companions are considered guests
here for as long as you like.� I know
that you have questions as to why your presence was requested, as well as why
our auras brushed yours in a threatening manner only a few moments ago, but
please rest easy in the knowledge that we mean you no harm and no harm will
come to you or your companions while in our domain.�

He stops speaking for a few seconds and I quickly
glance toward Sango to gauge her reaction to the beings before us.� She looks right at me and nods her head in an
affirmative motion.� That is all I need
to know before I drop the barrier without as much as a glance to anyone
else.� Shippo is being extremely quiet,
but he is shaking uncontrollably in Sango�s arms at the moment, so I don�t
expect him to say much.� I know beyond a
shadow of a doubt, that he trusts my judgment above all others.� Whispering comforting words of love in his
little ears, I am rewarded when he grasps Sango�s exterminator garments tighter
in response and gives me a hesitant smile.�
Nodding my head, I glance at Velenor to see if anything so far has left
an impression on him. I am secretly happy to
note how close he is standing to me and the way his stance is protective.� Turning to check on Sango again, I notice
that Masao is standing just as protectively close to her and I try not to smile
in reaction.� She needs someone who will
be there for her and not have to worry about being groped at every turn.

Finally, I look to the rulers of the blood demon
clan and can�t help the smile that breaks out.�
They seem so sincere and I want so desperately to believe them that,
until such time as they show they are not trustworthy, I will.� So, deciding I want to know what they aren�t
telling me, I step toward their throne and get an immediate reaction.� A large, burly blood demon steps from behind
the throne and swings his massive double-edged sword within inches of my
throat.� My reaction is instant.� I gather more reiki into my palms and form an
impenetrable barrier around him from the already large ball of energy I had
kept in my palm just for this occasion.�
Turning to the rulers with a look that could kill, I begin to close my
fist and watch as my barrier begins to shrink around the behemoth who dared try
to lay a hand on me.� Snarling toward the
rulers, I tell them exactly what I think.�
�Is this how you greet your guests?�
Do you want me to purify you all right here, because I assure you that
is beginning to look like my only alternative!?�
Where I come from, when you are invited as a guest, they make sure to
keep you comfortable, not try to decapitate you on your first encounter.�� Closing my fist as tight as I can, I hear the
screams of the behemoth inside my barrier and get a sick sense of satisfaction
from it.� Normally, something like that
would never come to mind, but he asked for it and, if these so called rulers
don�t heed my warnings, they will feel my wrath as well.

The queen stands as regally as she can and I hear
many of the blood demons growling and snarling.�
Apparently, they are demanding retribution, if I hear them correctly.� Narrowing my eyes in disgust as her eyes
begin to swirl with the power of her aura, I summon more reiki to the surface
and my skin begins to glow a light pink.�
Should anyone with intent to do harm touch me, they will be purified on
contact. Meanwhile, I gather more reiki into my palm and ask it to form into an
unbreakable sword; it gladly acquiesces to my request.� Lifting the sword, I am only moments away
from starting battle with these blood demons who dared try to ambush us, when
suddenly a loud thundering roar exuding much power and demanding respect sounds
in the hall.� All eyes turn to the owner
of said roar and my eyes widen in shock when I see it was made by Velenor.� Not quite understanding what is happening,
but trusting him no matter what, I wait for him to say whatever it is he deems
necessary to gain the attention of every living being in the process.

He turns from the rulers before us and curls his
front lip to show off his lengthened fangs and deep swirling eyes.� He is snarling in disgust at all the demons
here, who he once called family.� The
effect he has on his brothers in the clan is immediate.� They all back down without so much as a
word.� He is apparently far more powerful
than anyone here; otherwise, I am sure someone would have challenged him for
dominance.� Once he is satisfied that
there is no longer a threat from behind, he turns to the rulers and speaks,
disgust and rage evident in his voice.�
�You dare call yourselves honorable when you would raise a hand to our
guest?� I brought her here in good faith,
on your word that she would not be harmed.�
Yet, the moment she decides to give you a chance and even lets down her
barrier to demonstrate her good faith, she is attacked.� Why?�
Do you all wish to be purified?� Truly?� Because I know
from first-hand experience that she has enough power to do it.� She is the most powerful priestess to ever
walk the earth, even more powerful than Midoriko.� If you doubt me, please continue on this
path, but do not come to me begging to live if you proceed.� I shall not follow.�� Disgust and absolute shame for the actions of
his family nearly overcome him and I cannot allow it to happen any longer, so I
embrace him; I gather my aura and surround him in it, sending as much love and
unconditional understanding as I can to help him overcome the deep depression
he feels at being related to these dishonorable creatures before us.

Feeling movement from behind me, I see that Masao
is hovering very close to Sango, his intent to keep her from harm evident in
his stance.� Nodding my approval for this
white tiger demon who is now a contender after her heart, I release my hold on
Velenor when I feel his rage and shame dissipate to more manageable
levels.� Taking a step away from him, I �Eeep� loudly when he wraps his arms around me and pulls me
flush against his deliciously hard body before I can do anything to stop
him.� Not that I would.� Bad!�
Kagome, bad!� Stop thinking bad
thoughts, just feel his sinuous muscles and smell his addictive scent and,
NO!� Stop!� Bad Kagome!�
Think about birds and the blue sky, so much like the color of his eyes,
so deep I could fall into them and lose myself, wait NO! �Damn it,� Kagome, stop this nonsense, there is
an immediate threat that needs to be taken care of! Yummy, sinuous muscles can
be considered at a later time. �Coming
out of my thoughts, although slightly disappointed, I shove him back as
politely as I can without hurting his feelings, then turn my attention to the
matter at hand.� They will either tell
their brethren to back down, or there will be a massive decline in blood
demons.

The Queen is still standing slightly down a few
steps from her throne, her eyes are clearly trying to decipher
my motives and possibly, my power level.�
I smile wickedly at that thought, then brush my
aura against hers.� If she wants to test my
power, I might as well give her a taste.�
Her eyes widen imperceptibly and she smiles so brightly I think I might
need to cover my eyes �then, all of the sudden, everything
stops.� There is no more snarling in the
back of the room.� The howls of want for
revenge and retribution cease and the tense atmosphere that, just a moment ago,
was so thick you could cut it, is now relatively comfortable.� The looks shared between my companions and I
are of confusion and wariness. We will not be caught off guard again.� I envelop my friends within an impenetrable
barrier, waiting for the Queen to speak because she obviously has something
important to say.

After a few moments, she does and her voice is so
melodious and comforting, it feels as though you are coming home after a long
journey.� �Priestess, you are indeed
powerful but, more importantly, you are wise and care for everyone, no matter
their race.� You are the only priestess I
have ever known not to have a prejudice against demons.� Your heart is �all-encompassing, as you have just
shown me by embracing the demon to your left.�
You know nothing about him, yet you felt his sorrow and shame and,
without a second thought, embraced him.�
Not only that, but you surrounded him with your aura and fed him
feelings of love and compassion, contentment and understanding, without any
preamble.� Your heart is true and
completely pure, that is why the demon could not take over completely.� You had already begun to retain some elements
of the demon when it thrust your soul from your body, but your soul was much
too powerful and pure for the demon to win, thus what little soul was left in
your body called back what was taken, purifying the demon upon reuniting with
itself.� Unfortunately, I cannot tell you
exactly what will become of you.� There
are a few things I know already, though, if you are interested.�

I look at her for a few minutes, determined to
get the answers to my questions, but unable to decide whether or not she can be
trusted after that last little incident, so I turn to my companions.� Velenor has his eyes narrowed and they are
still swirling with the strength of his power but, when he turns to me, he nods
his head and that�s all the answer I need.�
Turning to Sango, I get much the same response from both her and Masao. Looking
lastly to Shippo, he looks between myself and the
Queen for a few minutes, then nods his head as if he has come to a dawning
realization that has yet to hit the rest of us. I lift my eyebrow in question, but
he simply shakes his head to indicate that now is not the time for such things,
cuddling himself back into Sango�s arms, content to lay there and share her
warmth until we are finished here and can continue on our journey.� Regardless of the circumstances, I have my
answer so, once again, I lower my barrier, but my skin still glows a healthy
pink. They do not have my trust, but I am willing to cooperate for a common
good.

The Queen nods at my decision, then
approaches me.� When she is only a few
feet away, she waves her hand in front of my face and I suddenly feel the brush
of her aura.� It is powerful and not
entirely unpleasant, with the distinct feeling of compassion and nobility.� I can tell, by that single sweep of her aura,
that she is a good ruler; kind, considerate and unwavering when it is called
for.� Her husband�s brush of aura is much
the same in texture, but his is far darker than hers.� He is willing to go much farther to get what
he wants, but she is his balance, his calming force.� She keeps him from losing himself to the
darkness and he, in turn, keeps her from losing to the light; two halves of one
greater whole and a perfect match.� I am
in awe for a few moments, but the trance-like state I have succumbed to is
broken when her aura fades from mine.

Taking a step back from me, she looks me calmly
in my eye and tells me the results of her aura sweep; much like a palm reading
or crystal divination in the future.�
�The first thing you need to know is that the demon has a specific way
of dominating the host before turning it.�
First to come is enhanced vision and hearing, though I suspect that you
haven�t noticed the hearing yet.� Wait
and see.� I have no doubt it will become
apparent soon enough.� The next step for
the demon is a much faster healing rate and of course, immortality.� The last is the thirst for blood, human blood
preferably, but you did not inherit that trait, dear.� If you had, I assure you there would have
been a massacre on your way here.� When
we are first turned, we engorge ourselves with as much blood as we can because
the thirst is so strong.� You are not a human,
that is absolutely certain, because of the traits you have acquired, but I
suspect that you retain all except for the thirst.� Whether you are an immortal will remain to be
seen.� The only way we can be killed is
by cutting off our heads or shoving a wooden stake through our hearts.� A larger demon can eat us and that seems to
kill us as well, but we try to stay away from larger demons that are capable of
such feats.�

�Perhaps you would like to find out for
certain?� That can be arranged.�� This new voice is one I haven�t had the
pleasure of hearing until now.� Turning
slightly to my right, I notice a large blood demon standing about thirty feet
from Velenor.� He has the common hair and
eyes for a male blood demon and is not overly muscular, but his aura is flaring
wildly about him in an obvious attempt to lure me into a false sense of
superiority.� Even from here, I know that
he has vastly suppressed his aura in hopes of tricking me into accepting a
battle with him at his current power level.�
He must think that I am beyond stupid if he thinks I would fall for
something so easily �but, one look to my companions, and I decide
what the hell, you only live once, right?�
So turning to the ignorant blood demon, I smirk back at Sango and she
deliberately cowers in fear for a moment before smirking right back at me.� Now I know that she senses his real power
level as well and has no need to worry for me.�
Masao has amusement in his eyes and Velenor has a dark look of what
seems like appreciation and lust.� My
eyes go wide for a second, but I pass it off as misreading him.� Why would he feel such things now?� So, disregarding my previous attempts at
trying to read him, I decide to get down to business. Gathering my reiki, I
center myself and ready for battle.�
Maybe he will be a challenge after all, but one brush of his aura says
differently.� Pouting slightly at the
lack of anything resembling a good fight to get the juices flowing and whatnot,
I look to the queen and she simply nods her head in agreement to the battle.
Well then, let the games begin.

Alright everyone, that is all for now. Sorry
about the longer wait, but chapter 5 was the last prewritten chapter I had
finished. Hopefully the chapters will pick up as I get deeper into the plot and
the action. Until then, I hope this satisfied you. I know it isn�t as exciting
as the rest, but this is a transitional chapter so that the rest of the story
can unfold. Please review and tell me what you think and thank you again for
reading. Until we meet again, Ja.
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