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Suffering and Rebirth	By : scattered-dimensions Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 8846 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Kagome awoke to a cool cloth brushing across her brow. The pain from before had dulled, but she still felt overwhelmingly exhausted. She opened her eyes and was met with the familiar sight of her mother’s smiling face.
“Mom?” She asked unbelievingly.
“I’m glad you’re awake, honey. How do you feel?” The elder Higarashi asked kindly.
“Better.” Kagome tried to sit up, but her mother’s hand on her shoulder prevented it.
“No, your back is pretty torn up and you lost a lot of blood. You need to stay still. Dad said you didn’t want to go to the hospital and from the looks of your friend, I can see why.” Her mother said with a soft smile. “Don’t worry. It’s noting I couldn’t fix. You’ll be up and about in no time.”
“Oh Kami, Sesshomaru. Where is he?” Kagome asked frantically.
“So that’s his name. He’s sitting under the God tree in the yard. Odd fellow, that one. He hasn’t spoken a word since he brought you inside yesterday and your grandfather is watching him like a hawk.” Her mother said with a light laugh.
“I have to go talk to him.” Kagome attempted to move again, but was stopped.
“I understand, sweetie, but I have some questions of my own. What happened to you?”
The concern in her mother’s eyes hurt worse than the initial pain of the dark Miko’s attack, just in a different way.
“We were attacked and somehow Sesshomaru and I were pushed through the well. He doesn’t know anything about this world, Mom. I have to talk to him.”
The hands holding her down didn’t budge.
“If he’s a friend of yours I’m sure he’ll understand.”
“That’s the thing. We’re not exactly friends and he’s not a very patient demon.”
“So he’s a full blooded demon? Not like InuYasha?”
“No, Mom, not like InuYasha. He’s actually a demon Lord if you want to be specific and I wouldn’t mention InuYasha around him. It’s a sore spot. Please, let me up.”
“Fine, but don’t overdo it, missy.”
Kagome, with the help of her mother, stood up. She took her steps slowly and gradually made her way down the stairs and outside. Sesshomaru was exactly where her mother said he would be and he did not look happy at all, not that she’d ever witnessed him in an emotion outside of his many shades of anger.
She walked up to him and knelt in the grass a considerate distance away. Her back throbbed and her head was spinning, but she ignored it.
“Miko.” He said in greeting his lazy gaze turning to meet hers.
“Sesshomaru, what do you want me to explain first?” She asked getting right down to business.
“You mentioned this Sesshomaru’s youki before losing consciousness.” He prompted and she sighed. Of course that’s where he’d want to start.
“I can’t sense it. It’s like it doesn’t exist or you’re…” She stopped herself before saying the word human.
She had no desire to anger him. Their current predicament was bad enough.
“It is the same with you. Your reiki is undetectable to this Sesshomaru among other things.” He spoke as if it was nothing but a change in the weather.
She hadn’t thought about it before now, but she did feel strange outside of the whole pain and wooziness. She attempted to summon her reiki, but nothing happened, not even a spark. It had to do with that blast of energy Noriko shot at them before they fell. Kagome would stake her life on it. Just perfect. If she couldn’t use her powers, she couldn’t get back through the well. InuYasha must be so worried.
“My powers won’t work.” She confirmed.
“Nor do this Sesshomaru’s. Explain where this place is.” He said next.
She felt nervous all of a sudden. Never in her wildest dreams would she have thought to be having this discussion with the Lord of the West.
“Well, we are in the future. 500 years in the future to be exact. This is where I was born.” She said and waited.
“Elaborate, Miko.” He said and she could hear the edge in his voice.
No, definitely not a happy camper.
Kagome sighed and set about the daunting task of explaining everything about her travels back through time to the Taiyoukai gaining not one reaction in return. Boy oh boy, this was going to be…something.

As insane as the Miko’s explanation sounded, it made sense. The only thing he felt like contesting was the assumption that there were no demons here in her time. It was impossible that his lands had fallen to mere mortals in any length of time much less a measly 500 years, but she was adamant about it. She even fetched a strange looking map that outlined all the human settlements and even the roads. The human populace had exploded and it was difficult for him to wrap his mind around it all.
Her mother interrupted them with the request that Kagome come inside and she extended the invitation to him, but he ignored it. He had never accepted help from humans and he wasn’t about to start now. As much as he cared for Rin, he never accepted her aid and what the Miko had done was of her own free will.
He had gotten her assistance for her injuries and as far as he was concerned, his debt was paid. He couldn’t help but think that this situation he was in was the Miko’s fault. If the ignorant girl hadn’t knocked him backwards he wouldn’t even be here in this strange world to begin with, or was it the blast that knocked him backwards. He was still undecided.
He heard footsteps on the grass walking towards him. A young boy who resembled Kagome held out a tray of what he assumed was food. His nose had been utterly useless to distinguish the contents from a distance.
“Mom thought you might be hungry, so she made you a plate.” The boy said.
Sesshomaru ignored him. He didn’t eat human food.
“It’s really good. Mom makes the best oden. It’s Kagome’s favorite.”
The boy fidgeted in the silence.
“I’ll just leave it here for you…I’m Souta, by the way, Kagome’s brother.”
Sesshomaru continued to ignore him, but the kid was very persistent.
“I’ve never seen a full demon before. InuYasha’s only half. I didn’t know anyone else could come through the well besides him. Do you know him?”
“Hn.” Was the only response he got from Sesshomaru.
“Souta, come inside and quit bugging him!” Kagome called from the open doorway.
“Alright, alright. I’m coming.” He called back then focused his attention back on the irritated youkai. “We’ll talk more later, ‘kay?”
Sesshomaru felt the urge to shake his head. The boy was quite dense. It should have been more than obvious that he didn’t want to talk nor did he enjoy the company. There was only one human he cared for and she was 500 years in the past without him there to protect her.
Sesshomaru’s thoughts clouded over with visions of Rin’s smiling face. His sweet and gentle Rin. He wondered what she was doing and if she was safe. He didn’t doubt the old Miko’s word, otherwise Rin would not be entrusted into her care, but Sesshomaru had left the dark priestess alive and that posed a threat to his ward. He just hoped his baka of a half-brother would protect the girl in his stead. Kami help him if he didn’t.
There would be nowhere to run for the half-breed if harm befell Rin during his absence. He wouldn’t just test the whelp like he had in the past, he would end his existence completely, blood of his father be damned.

“It’s supposed to get pretty cold tonight. Will he be okay out there like that?” Kagome’s mom asked concern marring her features as she stared out the window at Sesshomaru.
“I guess. He’s a demon. They don’t get cold like we do. Besides, I don’t think he’ll come inside if a blizzard struck.” Kagome said stuffing her face.
“Yeah, he’s not the conversational type either. He just ignored me.” Souta pouted.
“I told you not to bug him. He’s not like InuYasha.” Kagome said patting her full tummy happily.
“What do you mean?” Souta asked and Kagome was more than aware of the three sets of eyes staring at her.
“Umm, you see, he’s InuYasha’s older half-brother and they don’t get along.” She began twiddling her fingers.
“InuYasha’s brother? Cool.” Souta said already riveted.
“Half-brother, Souta. I guess it’s cool if you’re into knock down drag out sword fights. Anyway, he doesn’t like humans and since InuYasha’s mother was human…well you get the idea.” Kagome explained her voice growing quiet, afraid he was listening in with that supersonic hearing of his.
“I don’t get it, if he doesn’t like humans then why is he here with you?” Souta asked genuinely confused.
“It’s complicated. The point is that he’s here now and I have no idea how to get him back to where he belongs. Just give it a rest, okay and don’t go asking him fifteen million questions.” Kagome snapped.
“Honey, just what kind of pers…err, demon…is he?” Her mother asked in that tone.
“Hehe, an inu?” Kagome tried but the look on her mother’s face said she wasn’t having it. “He’s very powerful and stoic. He also doesn’t take too kindly to people meddling in his business or getting in his way in general.” Kagome shot a pointed glare at her brother who matched it with his own. “And I don’t think he likes me at all. Other than that, I have no real intel on him. So, please, please, try not to make him mad.”
This time Kagome turned pleading eyes to her fuming grandfather who was meticulously praying over a stack of useless sutras. Kagome’s eyebrow twitched in irritation.
“Don’t even try it, Gramps.” She warned darkly and the old man’s mouth fell open.
“He’s a demon…” He started.
“He’s a guest.” Kagome’s mother corrected gently.
“Who likes to sleep outside in the cold.” Souta finished snickering.
Kagome groaned and hid her face in her hands. This was a nightmare. Having InuYasha around was bad enough, but now she had Sesshomaru, the hateful, stoic Taiyoukai of the West here in her time.
“You look tired, sweetie. Why don’t you go up to bed and I’ll keep an eye on your friend.” Her mother said with a reassuring smile.
Kagome got up from her seat slowly, the pain still very much in play. She felt like lying down on the floor where she stood. She was so tired, but just as reluctant to leave Sesshomaru unattended near her family. She hadn’t told them about the many times Sesshomaru had tried to kill her or any of the life threatening situations she had been in whether he was involved or not. She never wanted them to worry. None of them had a clue as to what Sesshomaru was capable of.
“Everything will be fine. Souta, it’s your bedtime anyway. You’ve got school tomorrow, remember?” Her mother continued.
Souta grumbled under his breath and trudged up the stairs to his room. Kagome followed feeling the remnants of her anxiety return full swing. She felt arms go around her and pull her into a gentle hug.
“We missed you, sweetheart. Welcome home.” Her mother whispered before letting her go.
She gave her mother a weak smile and took on the daunting task of climbing the few steps left to her room.

Sesshomaru was in midthought with his eyes closed and his head resting against the age worn bark of the Goshinboku when a feminine voice cleared its throat. He looked up to see Kagome’s mother standing there holding several blankets and smiling at him.
“I’m sorry to have disturbed you, Sesshomaru-sama, but I thought you might be cold. So, I brought you these.” She said softly holding out the stack of multicolored coverlets.
Sesshomaru wanted to disregard her presence, but something about her refused to allow him to do so. Maybe, it was because she addressed him properly or maybe, it was just the simple caring nature she exuded, either way he took the stack of blankets from her and set them on the ground beside him. She stooped grabbing the untouched tray of food and he saw her frown, but she didn’t comment further.
“I know that we don’t have much, but you are welcome to come inside and share what we do have, Sesshomaru-sama. I would hate for you to catch a cold.” She tried.
“This Sesshomaru does not get illnesses.” He replied slightly annoyed that the woman compared him to a weak human.
“I see. Well, the offer stands. Our door is always open for you. Oh, and my name is Akira, by the way.” She said with an even bigger smile.
Sesshomaru glanced at her as she walked back into the strangely built house and sighed. He honestly didn’t know if he would get sick now that his youki was suppressed. He still didn’t feel the same, his body not his own. It was as if his entire head was stuck in a bucket and he had tried to meditate to calm his irritation, but the wind started blowing effectively breaking his concentration with its icy fingers. He couldn’t ever remember being cold in his life. It was a most unpleasant feeling.
Sesshomaru fingered the blankets. They were soft and made of a material he’d never seen before. He pulled his boa over to cushion his head against the tree and repositioned himself to contemplate everything that had been thrown at him in the past two days. His hand fell away from the stack of blankets and he reminded himself to ask the elder woman where she got such things. They seemed infinitely warmer than the blankets in his own time. Rin could use something like this during the upcoming winter months.

“You two go to Sango’s. I don’t want either of you near that wench.” InuYasha commanded after he fed the two kids under his protection the evening meal.
Shippo didn’t really need it against normal enemies, but the dark Miko was anything, but normal and he’d never forgive himself if Shippo got hurt. As much as they fought, the little runt was family. He’d die for him first.
“But, InuYasha…” Shippo started to protest and the hanyou balled up a fist ready to knock him senseless.
“Come on, Shippo. We get to play with Yuuta and Emi. It’ll be fun. Maybe we can look for Shika, too.” Rin said saving Shippo a world of pain.
“Alright, but if you need me, InuYasha, you just yell. I got something for that crazy bat.” Shippo called over his shoulder as the duo walked away.
Like that was going to happen. InuYasha didn’t bother walking. He ran straight to Kaede’s only to discover that Miroku was inside questioning the now conscious woman. Kaede stopped him at the entrance.
“She’s very weak, InuYasha and I doubt ye presence would help.” Kaede said, but he wasn’t hearing it.
“I don’t give a shit about what helps that wench. I want to know what she did to Kagome.” With that he brushed briskly past the old Miko and entered the hut.
What he saw stopped him in his tracks. The woman he had fought in the clearing two days prior had been young with dark hair, but the woman lying on the futon next to the fire was white headed, her skin wrinkled and rice paper thin. What the hell?
Miroku gave him a warning glare and an imperceptible shake of his head. For once, InuYasha obeyed. He sat down in the far corner of the room away from the woman’s line of sight.
“Please continue, Lady Noriko.” Miroku asked with a kindness that made InuYasha’s stomach turn.
How could he be so polite after what she did?
“I was very young and thought it best to see how the other half lived. I marched right into the Western Lands and pledged my loyalties to Lord Masahiro. He regarded me as a simpleton, but humored my request. After a time, I became invaluable to him.” She explained, her voice weathered and cracked with age.
“Invaluable how?” Miroku asked curiously.
“You see, times were not as they had been for demons. The human population had grown and they were warring constantly amongst themselves. Lower youkai took the opportunities to ravage the human villages leaving the people in constant fear for their lives. The Western Lands were and still are the biggest territory in Japan, so the infighting was causing many problems for the Taiyoukai and his subjects as well. It also didn’t help that every human, regardless their standing, viewed demons as evil abominations and demons view humans as inferior beings. There was much strife.” Noriko explained.
“It seems not much has changed.” Miroku commented.
“Indeed.” She began to cough and Miroku moved to place a cup to her lips.
“Better?” He asked.
InuYasha wanted to knock him out. What did any of this have to do with Kagome?
“Much. Thank you. It was my job to be a liaison between the divided worlds. I negotiated peace treaties with the human nobles and villages; in exchange Lord Masahiro provided protection from outside youkai attacks for those who accepted his ruling. Within a few years the land flourished and I had become a royal member of court, one of the Taiyoukai’s advisors.” She said weakly.
“That is quite the accomplishment. So, you hold no ill will towards Lord Masahiro?” Miroku fished.
“No, he was good to me. Firm and unsympathetic at times, but he was a demon that showed respect to those who deserved it. In his eyes I had proven myself. I mourned his death. He was a rarity in this world and the first demon I had encountered that held merit.” She continued a bit of sadness mixing with her tone.
“How is it you have sustained your life this long?” Miroku asked pointedly.
InuYasha wanted to whoop with joy. Finally.
“It was a gift, one that, as you can see; I no longer have in my possession.” She explained enigmatically.
“And what misgivings do you have towards Lord InuTaishio’s sons?” Miroku asked seriously.
The question was met with silence. InuYasha stood up abruptly, ready to give her a piece of his mind, but Miroku held up his hand.
“Please, Lady Noriko. It is imperative that you tell me. I’m sure we could find a solution to it all. We are missing our friend.” Miroku pleaded.
“For that, houshi, I am sorry. It was never my intent that Kagome get mixed up in this. My targets were only Sesshomaru and InuYasha, but I do not hold the strength in me to bring them back and even if I did, I do not know where they are.” She explained regret lacing her voice.
“So, you are saying that the spell was not meant to do that?” Miroku asked his face mirroring InuYasha’s fearful expression.
“No. It was merely supposed to rob them of their demonic powers, turning them mortal trapped in a demon body. When Kagome intervened, the spell went awry. I do not know what happened. Kagome is a powerful priestess. It is possible that my power transfused into her momentarily fueling her powers to transport her and Sesshomaru somewhere, but I cannot say for certain. Each Miko’s abilities are different.” She continued.
“They are alive then?” Miroku asked his voice strained in anticipation.
“They were before they disappeared.” Noriko confirmed.
“Thank you, my Lady. I will leave you to rest.” Miroku said while standing.
InuYasha followed the houshi outside. He wasn’t happy about the explanation, but hadn’t sensed a lie from the woman.
“Well?” He asked Miroku impatiently.
“There is much more to her story and I believe that may be the key to getting Kagome and Sesshomaru back. However, I believe her when she said they were still alive.” Miroku explained.
“Why not just kill us?” InuYasha asked crossing his arms over his chest.
“Because, my dense friend, her intentions were to inflict pain and suffering, not to kill. She must have been very angry with the both of you.” Miroku said patting the hanyou on the shoulder.
InuYasha was at war within himself. He didn’t like feeling useless. He should be able to bring Kagome back. That woman had the answers and he couldn’t touch her. However, she had given him a general idea of where Kagome might be. If she actually absorbed some of Noriko’s power, then it was highly likely that she was sent home…with Sesshomaru. They had to get them back fast before his idiot human-hating brother went crazy.
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