The Snow Angel | By : SunsetMiko Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 51191 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 9 |
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Chapter 80 - The Fifth *Gold* (Seven Treasures Challenge)
Kagome paused as she reached the edge of the border and looked back at Sesshoumaru. He looked so dejected that guilt washed over her again. He really was a great guy. She just wasn't ready to declare her undying love to anyone. She also wasn't sure she had been ready to hear it either. Still, she had a goal in mind, and the miko chose to focus on it instead of dwell on the very busy afternoon she just lived through... sort of. The taiyoukai slowly walked to her side and held out his hand, expecting her to be hesitant to touch him once again. He was relieved when she took it immediately, with no sign of discomfort. They walked in silence for a few minutes before she stopped and knelt. Sesshoumaru mirrored her actions, and Inuyasha dug where she pointed. Soon, the miko held the fifth bag in her hand. The taiyoukai regretfully released her so that she could open it and dump out the contents. Kagome groaned. "More eyes?" "Now those are owl eyes," Shippo announced. "Wait, is that... Is that gold?" The kit had to force himself not to reach out and pick it up, shocked at the newest out of place item. Sesshoumaru leaned as close as he dared without touching the barrier and studied the various items. "Yes, they do appear to be gold nuggets. Where Tsukiko found the funds to use such an expensive item, I do not know. It appears Mother gave him far too much leeway. He should never have had the time to collect the items and bury these bags, let alone the resources needed to obtain such ingredients.” "Didn't you say he was her favorite?" Kagome asked. "Is it possible she gave them to him?” Sesshoumaru chuckled darkly. "Mother is not one to give elaborate gifts, except to herself of course." "Wow, you really hate your mom, huh?" Shippo asked. "The bitch deserves it," Inuyasha chimed in. "Indeed," Sesshoumaru agreed. "Alright, that's enough time wasted on this gross stuff," Kagome announced before purifying the contents. She scooped up the chunks of gold and weighed them in her hand. "Wow, that's heavy. You want it?" She held it out to the taiyoukai who accepted it and tucked it away with his money and the other abnormal items. The taiyoukai barely managed to suppress a smirk. If his theory was correct, and it certainly seemed to be, then there would only be two bags left to find before he could travel to the palace and make both his mother and her foolish concubine pay for everything they had caused. Added to that list was Kagome's recent death. She should never have had to experience the pain and fear she had to have felt as she bled out, and he would enjoy releasing his rage over the incident on Tsukiko. His mother would suffer in a different way, when she discovered that she was losing her title not only because he was stripping her of it, but because he had already chosen the new Lady of the West. He could only hope Kagome would accept him at some point. "Okay," Kagome said with a nod as she rose. "Let's find a place to make camp and start getting you guys fixed up. Oh, Inuyasha!" she exclaimed. "What happened to your ear?" "That was the runt's way of getting my attention," the hanyou said while gently touching his torn appendage. "Shippo!" Kagome scolded. "You bit him?" "He wasn't listening, Mama! It was the only way I could snap him out of it so Sesshoumaru could bring you back." "Yeah, it's fine, wench. No worries." Kagome smiled and wrapped her arms around Inuyasha's neck. "You were really upset?" "Of course I was, Kagome!" the hanyou hollered. "You were fucking dead!" "Mama," Shippo said with a grin as he nudged the miko. "He cried." "Did not," Inuyasha said, a blush staining his cheeks. "Did too! Don't lie. We all saw you!" the kit yelled. "It doesn't matter, Shippo," Kagome said with a smile. "Let him remember it however he wants." The miko hiked her backpack a little higher and exited the barrier. "Now, to shelter. It's actually not that cold out tonight. We can probably camp outside without too much trouble.” There was barely any snow left, only little patches where it had been the deepest, but the ground was rather wet. "Good thing the sleeping bags are waterproof," she said with a nod. Everyone allowed the miko to lead, impressed with her determination. She had just been dead, and yet she chose not to dwell on it. She didn't seem upset in the least, though Sango didn't doubt it would hit the miko like a stone wall once she slowed down for the night. So long as there was something to do, she didn't have to think about what happened, but when night fell, it would be a different story.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. 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