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Unexpected Endeavors	By : Scottishfae Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 70550 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Unexpected Endeavor
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A/N: Apologies for the delay! My whole body has decided it hates me and is making sure I am barely functional. Starting to get better, so things are going to be back on track. To finish my apology, I'm going to try post 4-5 chapters at once. That should make up for the weeks without. (They'll be posted within a small period throughout the night as to not be too bothersome to inboxes & servers.) Thanks for your patience!

Arc 1: The Deal
Chapter 8: Day 7

Kagome stared at the scene in front of her. The young miko was, once again, questioning her sanity. Delayed by Koga, they had arrived back at Kaede’s hut as the first of the morning’s light was filtering over the horizon and dragged themselves into the familiar hut. Only, when they got in there, Hakkaku and Ginta were sitting with the elder miko having tea. Kaede looked perfectly natural conversing with the two wolf youkai.

The world had been just...bizarre recently.

“It seems we have another guest,” Kaede commented.

Cho was standing next to Kagome, smiling at the wolves. “This is Cho-san,” Kagome introduced. “Cho-san, this is Kaede-san.”

“It is a pleasure to meet you,” Kaede greeted. “Our little village is certainly gaining in youkai acquaintances.”

“Can we go in? I’m sick of standing out here,” Inuyasha growled.

He pushed between the two women standing in the door. He paused for only a moment at the sight of the wolves before continuing further into the hut. He sat against the far wall. “Man, this place is going to stink of wolves forever.”

The rest of the group walked in and began finding spots for themselves. The one room house wasn’t that big to begin with, and with four extra bodies, everything was getting a bit tight.

“So now that we have arrived back, I believe I need to begin on with my business,” Cho began.

“Can’t it wait? We’re all tired,” Kagome whined.

“I’m afraid not. I need to make sure you are prepared.”

“Prepared?”

Cho moved her arm and brought down a small, cloth satchel she had bundled against her body. It matched the deep greens of her kosode. Cho opened the sack and carefully brought out a clay bottle. It had a simple wax stopper in it to prevent the contents from spilling. “You and Sesshomaru cannot just expect to conceive normally. You’re a miko, after all, and he’s a youkai. Nature would take over and purify--destroy--any seed. You need to be prepared so that conception is possible.”

Kagome nodded. The logic made sense, she supposed. “So, I have to drink that?”

“Yes. There is a ceremony that goes along with it. I would like to perform it tonight. It will take about five days for everything to...set up, so to speak, and since Sesshomaru is determined to conceive on the new moon, then I want to do this as early as possible.”

Kaede looked at Cho. She had put more water on for tea. “Will this hurt her?”

Cho nodded. “I won’t lie, it will hurt. It has to dampen your spiritual powers. For all intensive purposes, the elixir will seal them away until the pregnancy is complete.”

“O...kay,” Kagome tentatively confirmed. “Um, if this is going to happen tonight, can I get a nap in first?”

Cho smiled and nodded. “I will wake you when you should being to prepare.”

“Preparations for preparations?” Miroku asked.

“You’re really going to have the Taiyoukai of the West’s heir? I mean--don’t you want to become one of our sisters?” Hakakku asked.

He and Ginta had a look of desperation on their faces. “Sorry,” Kagome replied.

She felt really bad. “I love you guys, but I just can’t.”

Ginta’s frown deepened and he looked over to Koga. The wolf prince shrugged. “It’s already been brought to my attention that trying to change Kagome’s mind is impossible. So...if this is what she wants, we’ll support her.”

Koga changed his attention directly to Kagome. Striking blue eyes pleading with her; sincerity plain to see. “I’ll also be there with you after. The bastard isn’t looking for a mate, I’m sure of it, and I doubt he ever would take a human as one anyway. So, when this is all done, I’ll be there, and then I want you to take my proposal seriously.”

Kagome flushed bright red. “Koga, I--”

“Don’t worry about it now,” he interrupted. “Take your nap.”

She opened her mouth to argue, but decided against it. Getting into this particular discussion had been one she had been avoiding for awhile. Might as well not start it now. Reaching behind her, Kagome grabbed her sleeping bag from her pack.

“If you’re not going to sleep,” Kaede spoke to group within her home. “Please step outside.”

Nodding, the youkai males--sans Shippo--walked outside. Cho approached Kaede. “If it’s okay, I would like to talk with you.”

The elder miko nodded.
*

When Kagome woke up, about mid-afternoon, she was surprised to see that Kaede now had a new addition to her small house. Well, not so much to her house, but next to it. Roots, grass, and vines--rising from the ground--made a tent-like structure. It had three walls, but the fourth was left mostly open.

“There is a spell around it,” Cho explained. “There could be no walls and still no sound would penetrate beyond the main area.”

A sense of dread overtook Kagome. There were a dozen different reasons why the small structure needed to be soundproof, and none of the scenarios were particularly appealing. “What do I need to do now?”

“Your friend is going to go with you to bathe. I suggest you go and relax. I will come and get you in a bit.”

Nodding dazedly, Kagome turned around and walked back into Kaede’s hut. Her pack was near the door and she stooped over to grab it. Double-checking to make sure her bathing supplies were still in it, she walked out of the hut.

“Ready?” Sango asked.

She was waiting there; her own bathing supplies in hand.

“Yeah,” Kagome answered.

She was at least grateful she was going to get to have a relaxing bath before the entire ordeal started.
**

The two women walked towards the river adjacent to the village in a comfortable silence. Neither really wanted to broach the subject of the coming ceremony. But, as friends who often found themselves in awkward situations thanks to their male traveling companions, they had become experts at ignoring the tension and enjoying their time together.

However, once at the river, Sango broke the silence. “This feels so surreal,” she commented, folding her clothing carefully on the bank.

Kagome agreed. “You’re telling me. I know there are still several days before...” Kagome blushed. “...well, you know what, but having to do this ceremony feels like it’s already here. Everything is just so...final now.”

“You know it isn’t, right? Final, that is. If you want to back out, I’m sure we can find a way.”

Kagome smiled at her friend. She finished neatly folding her own clothes on a high, dry spot. She grabbed the small, wooden container that held her bathing supplies. It was ideal as it floated, and could be used to wash off in situations where a lot of water wasn’t present.

Kagome approached the water confidently, but waded slowly in. She hissed as the cold water rushed around her. Sango followed her in.

This particular part of the river had a slow current. It pooled through outcroppings of rock before winding its way down to small waterfalls. “Cho-san didn’t say much of what this ceremony entails,” Sango commented. “It has me worried.”

Kagome gave a small smile. She was sure the Taijiya was going to make a wonderful mother in the future. She certainly treated the young miko as she would family, and Kagome was appreciative for this. It was nice to know that, while she might not get to see her own family for a while, she would still have people here she could rely on, and love, all the same. It would help. She voiced her thoughts to the other woman.

Sango gave a sad smile in return. “There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t miss my family; my village--but, as dysfunctional as our group can be, I am grateful for what we all have.”

Kagome waded towards the other woman, happy to hear her own sentiments repeated, and embraced her. Sango hugged back.

“Miroku-san’s in that bush to my right, isn’t he?” Kagome asked after a moment.

“Yeah, I think so,” Sango growled.

She had a malicious look in her eyes, and Kagome decided not to stop her from whatever she had planned to punish the monk. The younger woman waded over to where her bathing gear was stranded on a rock outcropping.

She laughed as she listened to Sango scream threats at the monk. In front of her, Kagome heard snickering. It was distinctly male, but it didn’t sound like Miroku or any of the wolves. In fact, Kagome was almost certain that it sounded like her favorite hanyou. “You think this is funny, do you?” Kagome spoke nonchalantly to the air.

The laughter stopped. A wicked smile spread over the miko’s face. She cried out her customary ‘sit’ and waited for the thud.

And waited.

And waited.

It never came. She said the submission spell another couple of times, louder, without any results.

“Kagome-chan?” Sango asked.

“There is someone else watching,” she explained. “I thought it was Inuyasha but...”

“Could it be one of the wolves?”

Kagome shrugged. “I don’t think it is, but I won’t rule it out.”

It was beginning to unnerve the two women. The presence was still there, and it was distinctly youkai. And male.

“Let’s finish up quickly,” Sango suggested.

Kagome agreed. “Miroku-san? You still there?”

There was a tense silence as the monk decided if he should say anything or not. But there was definitely an unspoken plea in her the miko’s voice that he couldn’t ignore. “Yeah,” he called back.

“Good. There is a youkai across your way--will you...” she trailed off.

Miroku looked in the area she indicated and stretch out his senses. It took him a second to locate the youki. He couldn’t identify the species from the ki alone, but something about the unmasked youki lapped at his senses--his memories--and Miroku was convinced it was an inuyoukai. But not a hanyou; this was unlike Inuyasha’s.

“Mushin-san always joked,” the monk yelled out, not taking his eyes off the general area he figured the unknown youkai was hiding. “That I would probably die from my ‘hentai ways.’ It seems I drop my guard when in the presence of beautiful women. Especially nude ones.”

Sango rolled her eyes; silently agreeing with Mushin. Kagome was grateful he was trying to lighten the mood. Miroku, even while cracking stupid jokes, continued to ponder who the mystery youkai was. He was certain it wasn’t Sesshomaru--he just didn’t seem the type to peep on women; especially one he would have in less than a week. Though, Miroku seriously doubted, if it was Sesshomaru, that he would allow the monk to continue spying either.

That, of course, left the possibility that this was someone from the youkai court. Cho seemed worried about them finding Kagome, and had been very cautionary about unknown youkai approaching the group. Of course, they were always cautious of unknown youkai. But, to make things every weirder, Miroku didn’t sense there was any harmful intent either.

“Miroku-san?” Kagome called again. “Could you come shield us as we change?”

In any other situation, the monk would have jumped at the invitation. Not to say he wasn’t going to help out the women, but it seemed wrong to continue to peep when there was a distressing situation at hand. He exited is hiding spot, careful to not outwardly look at the two women to his right. He stopped in a good spot to shield the women from the youkai’s view.

With his back facing the water, Miroku untied his outer robe. H stretched it out with his arms fully extended on either side of his body. It provided a makeshift screen.

Kagome allowed Sango to change first. “Peek and die,” the Taijiya growled.

The monk didn’t dare.

For the time being.

Sango finished changing as quickly as possible. She stepped aside to let Kagome change.

The miko rushed from the water. Despite the fact that she was shorter than Miroku, she still ducked down slightly as she changed. “Thank you so much, Miroku,” Kagome whispered.

The monk grinned, still looking forward. Sango was standing to his left, providing an additional body shield for her friend. “I guess this means I should bathe with you from now on,” he quipped.

Kagome giggled. It was more nervous energy than actual humor. Sango, however, wasn’t amused at all.

The young miko finished changing and pinched Miroku’s side before rushing over to gather her supplies. Miroku chuckled as he re-tied his purple, outer-robe.

“Let’s hurry back,” Sango advised.

The other two nodded, and they made their way, quickly, back to the village proper.
***

After the disturbed bath, Inuyasha and Koga had run off to find the unknown youkai. They were only able to confirm it was another inuyoukai, but not Sesshomaru. Inuyasha, however, had been in a foul mood upon his return.

Kaede and Cho had cooked a meal for the group. Though, Cho advised Kagome not to eat. They would begin the ceremony after dinner. Despite the happy looks of the feasting group, Kagome didn’t mind not eating; she wasn’t sure she could keep anything down anyway.

“We’ll start as soon as the sun has completely set,” Cho explained.

Kagome nodded her stomach beginning to knot. The group fell into an amicable conversation. Kagome played with the lose strings on her hem. She really needed to get that fixed.

But then again, she would probably need new clothes sooner or later, altogether. She couldn’t wear her school uniform throughout a pregnancy; she wouldn’t want to either.

Cho clapped her hands; all attention was on her immediately. “Well, shall we?”

She stood with grace and walked over to Kagome. The miko nodded. Sango stood too; having already agreed to be Cho’s assistant--and Kagome’s support--for the night.

Kagome followed suit and stretched. She looked over at the group in front of her--mostly males--and gave a sheepish smile. “Well, I guess this is goodnight for me.”

“Kagome,” Inuyasha spoke quietly. His eyes were hidden by his bangs. “You don’t have to do this.”

She smiled at him. “I know, but it’s my choice. And I choose to do it. And--thanks, for supporting me regardless.”

The hanyou lifted his eyes to look at her. “I don’t support your decision, but you’re my best friend--and that means I’m not going to abandon you.”

The young miko’s face lit up in a delighted smile. She rushed forward and engulfed Inuyasha in a hug. She whispered her thanks to him over and over again.

The rest of the male companions waited until Kagome had stepped out of the hut before teasing the hanyou for his uncharacteristic behavior. All brashness returned as he let out a string of threats and curse words in retaliation.

The three women moved and entered into the makeshift room to the side of Kaede’s home. The inside was already lit with yellow, wax candles that burned duller than normal candles. It cast the room in an eerie, mirky light.

Sango gently pushed Kagome further inside before closing a bamboo screen. It became the fourth wall of the room. She hadn’t seen that earlier. “It’s for privacy,” Sango explained. “You’ll need to strip down to your inner clothes then lay on the futon.”

The futon was raised on a mass of roots that looked eerily like a funeral pier. Kagome bit her lip, but did as commanded. She slipped out of each article of over-clothing, handing them to the awaiting Sango, who folded them gently and put them aside. Then, the Taijiya walked over and assisted Kagome getting up on the futon then lying down.

In the meantime, Cho was pouring a putrid looking liquid into a tall cup. It frothed as it sloshed within the clay vessel. She placed it on a high table, next to Kagome’s head. The young miko grimaced at the smell. She wasn’t sure how she was going to drink something so foul.

“Just to remind you, Kagome,” Cho began. “This will take around five days to fully work. This should give you a little wiggle room for conception, according to Sesshomaru’s plan. You’ll have only two weeks to conceive once everything has gone into effect. After that, if there is no child in your womb, then the spell wears off and any seed will be purified.”

“So, make each time count--got it,” Kagome added.

Cho remained silent, not sure of the turn of phrase. She gathered an ink pot and brush. The inuyoukai smiled down at the younger woman. It was one of those smiles meant to disarm, but it really only unnerved her more. “I’m going to write the spell on your body. As I write, your body will begin to reject the spell, and you will feel a burning sensation from the ink. After the spell is fully written, you will drink the elixir. At that point, I expect you’ll pass out. The rest is just a simple incantation that I will do as you sleep.”

Cho inclined her head to Sango. Her purpose was to calm Kagome and hold her down, if necessary. “It’s kind of weird,” the Taijiya began. “In a week, you’ll have..you know...with one of the most feared youkai.”

Kagome blushed, and gave a nervous laugh. “I-I wonder if he’s experienced.”

Cho chuckled. She was carefully chasing concentric circles on Kagome’s abdomen. The girl flinched and tried not to laugh from the ticklish brush. “I don’t believe anyone could live as long as he has and not have had some experience,” she began. “Though Sesshomaru is careful and rarely indulges himself.”

Kagome hissed. Her stomach was beginning to sting a bit, like a sunburn. Cho had begun writing around the circle. Each stroke was perfectly measured and beautiful. The kanji went up to just under her breasts and down to her panty line. If Cho was curious about her undergarments, she made no show of it.

Tears came welling from Kagome’s eyes as the inuyoukai continued to write. The burning was increasing and there was a light making the room glow pink. Sango looked sick as she watched pale, unblemished skin blister under black ink.

“Some of the women in my village,” Sango rambled. “Use to say that youkai males weren’t even comparable to human men. You know, down there.”

Again Cho laughed. Kagome was flushed red. Her breathing was rough as she tried to forget about the pain. “Inuyasha is definitely pretty big,” she commented. “At least when he’s just hanging. I’d hate to see what he looks like fully erect.”

The Taijiya, who had been blushing slightly from the start of the conversation, was now bright red. It wasn’t anything uncommon in Kagome’s time to hear, or talk, about such things, but she was sure this was quite scandalous for her friend.

“How did you see it?” Sango asked.

Kagome tried to laugh, but it turned into a strangled cry. Cho hissed, apologized, and sped up. It was with all her might that Kagome could continue talking. Sweat beaded and ran off her body to the mat she was lying on. “It was--it was early in our journey, before anyone else had joined. We were bathing separately but I heard something in the woods move. I screamed, and he came running to my aide--in all of his naked glory.”

The other two women laughed. “Out of habit I ‘sat’ him, but felt really bad about it. He came running to my aide, after all; not to mention, it ended up only being a monkey.”

Cho moved further down and began writing on her thighs. The pain was becoming agonizing. It had increased so quickly. At first it was just slightly uncomfortable, now it felt like her insides were burning as well. She clenched her fists. “Kagome. Keep talking to me. It’ll distract you.”

Kagome shook her head from side to side. “Can’t. You talk.”

And so Sango did. And Kagome tried her hardest to concentrate on the woman’s words, but eventually everything felt like a white fire.

“Kagome,” Cho said quietly. She tapped her on the shoulder and waited until she had focused on her. “It’s time to drink.”

Sango helped the miko sit up as Cho poured the drink in Kagome’s mouth. The inuyoukai was careful that every drop was swallowed before instructing Sango to put her body down.

Cho climbed up on the high table next to Kagome and sat cross-legged on it. “Now, here comes the hard part.”

The words were barely out of her mouth when a screeching sound of pure agony ripped from Kagome’s throat. Her whole body convulsed. Sango moved and tried to still the flailing limbs. As quickly as it began, it stopped. Her body went limp as her mind finally sought relief in the darkness. Kagome had passed out.

Sango stared at her friend, the horrible sounds still stuck in her ears. She checked for breathing; it was erratic but there.

Cho had already started to recite the mantra. It was quietly spoken but the ink flared from pink to white to blue as she continued. The pink glow that had overtaken the room at the beginning was starting to fade. Sango took that as a sign that Kagome’s miko abilities were being subdued.

“I hope this is worth it,” Sango muttered.

She moved to a wall and sat down against it. “And I hope Sesshomaru-sama appreciates all she’s doing for him.”
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