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Suffering and Rebirth	By : scattered-dimensions Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 8853 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Sesshomaru awoke in the most excruciating pain he had ever felt in his life. It was remarkable, really. Never had he felt the sensation so acutely, not even when InuYasha took his arm. It hurt to even draw breath. He opened his eyes and was met with what looked to be a tunnel with a roof over it.
He took a sniff of his surroundings, but his sense of smell wasn’t as refined as he was use to. The only thing he was able to register was the musty smell off old dirt and something sweet, like flowers, though the kind was unidentifiable. Curse that wench. When he got his claws on her, she wouldn’t live long enough for her heart to skip a beat.
He made to sit up finding his entire body feeling like a lead weight. Every fiber of his being screamed in protest and he let out an uncharacteristic groan. There was a shift against his armored abdomen and he looked down. His brother’s woman was sprawled across his lower body, blood staining the hardened hide of his breast plate where her face rested.
It took Sesshomaru a moment to recall the events that had put him in this position. Ah yes, Kagome had tried to push him out of the way. How foolish.
He pulled himself the rest of the way upright and grimaced. She didn’t move. He couldn’t hear her breathing or her heart beating. Perhaps she was dead. Now that he thought about it, he couldn’t hear anything but the distant chirping of birds.
He pushed the girl off of him and stood, his head swimming. He heard a muffled whimper from her and stared down at the bruised face that scrunched in pain. Why did she sound so far away? Normally he was able to hear the wind blowing even when it was coming into contact with nothing but itself or the sound of a being’s life force pumping through their veins. Now, it was as if all the sound in the world was gone. It was comparable to being deaf.
“Ugh, my head.” He heard her moan recapturing his attention.
Even her voice sounded muted being so close. She rolled to lie completely on her back and winced, immediately adjusting her position back to her side. She raised a trembling hand to her forehead and he watched her eyes flutter, astounded that he couldn’t hear that either. She blinked once, then twice, before locking her unusual blue eyes onto him.
“Inu…InuYasha?” She said her voice cracking.
“No.” He replied coolly, his own voice sounding strange to his ears.
She blinked a few more times running her tongue over her abused bottom lip before she spoke again.
“Sesshomaru?” She asked remembrance dawning on her slowly.
He didn’t acknowledge her and she didn’t seem to care. Instead, she grunted in pain before slowly sitting up. Her hair shifted revealing the tiny Miko’s back. Sesshomaru’s eyes widened at what he saw. The haori she wore had been completely burned away leaving her back exposed. Deep, ugly gashes seeped blood into the fabric surrounding the multiple wounds littering her flesh. He heard her hiss and he took notice of the fact that he couldn’t smell her blood either.
“Kagome?! Kagome, is that you?!” An unfamiliar voice yelled from above them.
It sounded like an old man, but with his senses muddied the way they were, he didn’t trust his own ears. Kagome seemed to recognize the voice, though. Her head snapped up, her strange blue eyes wide.
“Grandpa!” She yelled back scrambling to her feet.
The volume of her voice in such a confined space should have caused him pain, but it didn’t. He saw her stumble and grab for the earthen walls around them. Blood began to drip onto the dirt below her feet. Her movements had upset her wounds. He secretly admired her strength. He didn’t know many demons that would move after sustaining the type of injuries she had.
There was a sliding of a wooden door and then a light shined down on them, blinding him with the unexpected brightness. He threw his hand up to shield his eyes, not at all surprised to find that they did not thunder with pain like they should have. So all of his senses had been affected.
“Kagome! Who’s that with you? Are you hurt? Hold on, I’m coming down!” The old man said hurriedly, his voice flitting through several different emotions with every question.
“No, Grandpa! I’m fine, just lower the ladder and we’ll climb out!” Kagome yelled back.
There was shuffling then a rope ladder was lowered down to them. The light flooded the entrance above them once again, but he averted his eyes in time now that he expected it.
“We’re coming out, Gramps!” Kagome yelled.
“You sure you don’t need help, Kagome?” The old man asked.
“Yeah, I’m sure! Just need a minute!” She replied, her voice cracking under the effort.
Kagome stumbled forward until her hands gripped the bottom rung of the ladder. She turned to look at him over her shoulder and it took him a moment to register the emotion displayed there. Fear, it was fear. She was suddenly afraid of him now, no doubt because the hanyou wasn’t around to protect her. It mattered not. He wished her no harm.
“I know this isn’t going to make sense to you, but this is my home, where I come from. I don’t know how it happened, but we fell through the well to my time. You have a lot of questions, I know, but trust me when I say everything will be explained to the best of my ability later. I just ask you; no, I’m begging you, Sesshomaru, please don’t harm my family or anyone else you encounter here. This is not the world you know.” She said softly before pulling herself up.
He gawked at her for a moment like she had gone mad.
Time? What did she mean time? How was this not the world he was used to?
He watched her make slow progress up the ladder and scoffed silently to himself. He didn’t need to climb like a human.
He attempted to flare his youki to summon the energy needed to jump out, but it did not heed his command. He tried again with no avail. He decided upon a menial task, the healing of his soreness. Still there was no reaction. He bit back a growl. That witch cursed him! She would pay greatly for this.
He took hold of the rung begrudged in having to debase himself in such a way and hauled himself up behind her, finding his movements to be clumsy and weighted, like he couldn’t control his body properly. His youki had been repressed somehow, but to what extent, he didn’t know. He would have to experiment later.
Kagome missed the step she was aiming for and slipped with a cry. Her hands gripped the rung while her knuckles turned white under the strain. He saw her wounds flex and open further, the blood flowing liberally now. Some of the droplets hit his face. He wiped it away with his sleeve and scowled.
“Kagome?!” Came the frantic voice of her grandfather.
“I’m okay.” She said behind gritted teeth while she righted herself.
It surprised Sesshomaru that she actually made it out of the hole at all. He emerged into a building and swung his legs over the side of what he now knew to be a well. He looked at the aged wood as if it would answer all his questions. There was no mistake in his mind. This was the same Bone Eater’s well that had been in the clearing, but how could that be?
“Oh no, Kagome, you’re bleeding. We have to get you to the hospital.”
Sesshomaru took his eyes away from the well reluctantly and met the sight of an aged man stooped over Kagome’s crumpled form on the ground. He saw her shake her head in protest and wondered what this hospital was her grandfather had spoken of.
“N-no. Is Mom home?” She asked weakly.
His senses may have been dulled, but he could tell she wouldn’t be conscious much longer. The climb had overtaxed her human body. He moved forward and knelt beside the girl, her eyes heavy and unfocused. She had shielded him from a potentially fatal blow, even if he hadn’t needed her assistance. Her honorable actions had placed him in her debt for the time being.
“Miko, you need a healer.” He said before scooping her up in his arms.
“Wha…Who are you? Where’s InuYasha?” The old man asked excitedly rummaging around in his haori for some unknown object.
“No, Gramps. Don’t…please…Sess…no…your youki…I can’t…feel…” She mumbled before passing out leaving him dazed cradling her limp and bloody form.
She was bleeding profusely, in undoubtable pain, and she was concerned about him. What a very strange human.
“I don’t know who you are or what you’ve done to my granddaughter, but we need to get her in the house quickly.” Kagome’s grandfather said warily.
Sesshomaru was not in the mood to deal with this nuisance of a man, but he could not deny the fact that he was right. She needed aid.
He allowed the old man to lead him outside. The shift in lighting caused him to lower his head. He saw Kagome’s chest rising and falling with every breath she took, her eye lashes fluttered against her ashen cheeks in reaction to some dream she was having.
It was perplexing to be this close to another living creature and not be able to feel their very existence. She was real enough, her weight light in his arms even though his muscles felt as though they had turned to mush. He could feel the warmth of her blood soaking through his sleeves and quickened his pace.
Sesshomaru raised his head. The first thing he noticed was the house the elderly man was ushering him to. He would have never guessed that this girl lived in such extravagance. Her family must be very wealthy. The architecture was foreign and it brought Kagome’s warning to mind. This was another world, her world.
The man pushed the door open and waved him to follow. Sesshomaru was immediately bombarded by a woman with short, dark hair that resembled Kagome. Her mother he presumed.
“What happened, Dad? Kagome, honey? Can you hear me? We have to get her to a hospital. Oh Kami, look at all the blood.”
The frantic woman dashed off into a room that held peculiar looking cabinets. He heard the sounds of drawers opening and slamming then the woman returned with a bundle of towels and a box with a red cross on it. She looked up at him in confusion, probably wondering who he was just as the old man had.
“I need to put pressure on her wounds. Put her down over here. Dad, call an ambulance.” She ordered motioning to a low table.
Sesshomaru did as instructed, positioning Kagome on her stomach, and stepped away while the woman went to work. She pushed Kagome’s matted locks out of the way. He saw her face contort as if she was the one in pain and tears began to slide down her cheeks. She worked swiftly pressing the linens onto Kagome’s back. They were sullied immediately.
“Dad, did you call the ambulance?” She asked moving to remove the first set of soaked towels just to replace them with more.
“She said not to.” The old man answered his voice cracking with emotion.
“Why on earth not?” The woman asked her father heatedly.
The elder man nudged his chin in Sesshomaru’s direction. She turned large, glistening brown eyes on him.
“Where’s InuYasha?” The woman asked, her voice trembling.
That was the second time someone had asked where the hanyou was. Sesshomaru supposed it should have been expected. The Miko belonged to him after all, but considering all that had happened this day, the very mention of his name was grating on his nerves.
“The half-breed is elsewhere.” He replied tersely and exited the house.
He recognized the Goshinboku next to the building that covered the well complete with the scar where InuYasha’s body had once been. He cursed under his breath. It seemed that no matter where he went, the shadow of his brother would always follow. He trudged across the grass and sat down at the base of the familiar tree. The wind picked up and for the first time in his life, he felt a chill.
Sesshomaru growled in frustration and adjusted his pelt to cover himself better. Thus far he had surmised that his youki had been repressed, but there was one way to know for absolute certain. He lifted his hand and placed it on the hilt of Bakusaiga. The reaction was instantaneous. He felt fire lick his palm and jerked his hand away. That witch had done more than just subdue his youki.
He felt insurmountable rage well up inside him, but the usual changes to his humanoid form did not happen further solidifying the undeniable fact that his powers were gone. He had even lost the ability to transform into his true form. He cursed that damn witch to the fiery rings of Hell. When he returned, he was going to make her suffer.

“Outta the way, Miroku.” InuYasha demanded angrily stomping up to Kaede’s hut.
The houshi just shook his head.
“I’m sorry, my friend, but I can’t do that.” He replied solemnly.
“I can’t believe you are protecting her after what she did.” InuYasha growled.
“She’s severely injured and won’t be any help to us if she dies.” Miroku said placing his staff against InuYasha’s chest when he tried to push passed him.
“Feh, don’t do this, houshi. Kagome’s missing and she’s with that bastard. Anything could have happened and I can’t get through the well! We need to find out what that bitch did!” InuYasha yelled, his voice growing in volume with every word spoken.
Kaede emerged from behind Miroku and approached the livid hanyou.
“InuYasha, she will not be answering any questions tonight. Ye brother’s poison is strong in her veins and she has lapsed into sleep. I have given her herbs to counteract the venom’s effects, but only dawn will tell.” Kaede reported with a haggard look on her face.
InuYasha softened a little and crossed his arms.
“Just tell me when she wakes up.” He snorted and turned to walk away.
He was going to try the well again. Maybe something changed and it would let him through. His nerves were on edge and he felt like crawling out of his skin. He couldn’t forgive himself for Kagome getting mixed up in all this. Stupid girl. She should have left when he told her to. Why didn’t she ever listen to him?
“Just another thing, InuYasha. Since ye brother is not around and this priestess is here in my home, I suggest ye keep a close eye on Rin. It would not be wise to leave her here and ye alone hold the ability to protect her from whatever evil that may come of these events.” Kaede advised and InuYasha sighed.
She was right, as usual.
“Send the twerp out. She’ll stay at my place with Shippo.” He said gruffly.
A few minutes later Rin came running from the hut a bundle full of her belongings in her arms. Shippo walked up and placed his hand in hers, his face swollen from all the crying he had done. InuYasha walked them to his hut and started a fire in the pit.
“I guess you can sleep in Kagome’s spot, just don’t mess with her things. I’ll be back in a little bit.” InuYasha said.
“InuYasha?” Shippo’s voice was rough from his tears.
“Yeah?” InuYasha turned to look back at the kit who had his hand still in Rin’s.
“Bring her home.” The little kitsune said with a heartbreaking sniffle.
InuYasha didn’t know if it was possible to get to Kagome with the well inactive, but he was going to try. He’d dig a hole to her time if he had to. He’d conjure up every soul in the underworld; tear the very fabric of space and time with his bare hands, anything to get her back. It was as if Shippo knew this. The way the kit looked up at him reassured him that he could and would do just as he was requested.
“You got it.” He replied confidently.
He saw the ghost of a smile spread across Shippo’s face before he left the hut. He ran as fast as he could back to the clearing. The longer he was away the higher the risk of him missing Kagome if she came back through on her own. He couldn’t get the sound of her screaming out of his head and what made his anxiety worse, Sesshomaru had made terrible sounds of pain as well. Kagome was probably hurt and he needed to be there for her. Hell, he just needed her period.

Later that night, Rin awoke to InuYasha returning. His clothes and hair were matted with dirt and sweat glistened on his face in the waning fire light. His shoulders sagged and he just looked tired. She watched him pull out a small, shiny object out of his sleeve and began twirling it in his fingers. She knew he loved Kagome and also knew he had been unsuccessful in his attempts to save her.
Rin couldn’t help herself. She threw the covers back and walked over to InuYasha. He ignored her presence completely, his focus intent on the golden ring in his fingers. She padded across the cold floor to his pallet and pulled the top blanket off. She draped it around his shoulders gaining his attention.
“I know you and Lord Sesshomaru don’t get along, but he will protect Kagome. Lord Sesshomaru is a good person.” She said trying to imbue the dejected hanyou with her firm faith.
“I hope you’re right, kid. I really do.” He replied quietly and Rin went back to bed.
It hurt to know Lord Sesshomaru was missing and she was worried about him, but Rin knew that Kagome would take care of her Lord in the event that he was injured. They would find a way back home, she just knew it. Lord Sesshomaru would never leave her behind.

A/N: Want to say thank you to kittenchild for her review and kind words.
As always, I’m grateful to everyone who’s read and voted.
Until tomorrow.
~scattered-dimensions~
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