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1. Playing the Part.

Kagome sat there in the night passively with a slightly more stoic face then one she would normally produce as her cheerier self, it was her watch tonight and the fire blazed in a sleepy dance as it slowly began to die out leaving more embers then actual cracking fire. The light orange glow from the small campsite drifted out around them, their shadows casting out behind them, some small others large, Kagome looked around. It had to be about one in the morning judging by the high cast from the blinding crisp white moon. She sighed, “Its now or never…or at least not for a while.” Standing quietly, too quietly for a normal human, she focused on her companions, all of them breathing steady and slow, realizing they were indeed completely asleep, she crept out of the campsite until the fires edge of light and placed an invisible barrier around them.

Three years in the era had allowed her to become a very powerful miko, though she wasn’t a miko, she had made no vows of chastity, had sworn her life to no gods, at least none that her peers knew about. Looking back as she casually walked away from them, a small grin played at her face, she had done this on many occasions, it was a need, a lust to be herself, who was not who they got to see. The barrier, though invisible, gave them restful sleep, insuring that none would wake and find her missing, though Kirara had often stalked off after her, the only one immune to this trick, the small cat never gave her grief about it, in fact it seemed like their little secret. “Come on Kirara, I want to run and fly, want to come? Or would you prefer to stay here tonight?” she asked the small cat as it walked out of the barrier. The two tailed mewed and turned around to go back to her mistress, tonight she would stay with the humans, the kit and the hanyou, though it never bothered Kagome when she stayed, it reassured her a bit to know that not all were under the restful spell. Smiling back at the small cat Kagome said.

“Keep them safe if the worst comes. I’ll be back soon, I just have to stretch out.” she giggled a bit as she noticed Kirara stretching and yawning back into place with the slayer. Kagome began to run, as fast as she could in this form, finally about a mile away she removed the spell cast upon her. The magic too old to have a name poured over her, she stretched as her hair grew longer, her body grew more fit, and voluptuous in the right places, as her nails grew into small points, not quiet claws, but not just nails. She stretched more as her ears began to point at the tips and the color of her eyes began to swirl from a muddy deep blue to a vibrant, icy sky blue. Her body seemed to glow in the cast of the moon light, she loved this feeling, being natural, and yet it pained her to have to hide it. Not that she was allowed to show it off, no like all things here, she had a secret, she was an enigma.

To look at her now anyone would think or know that she was either a demon or a dark celestial maiden, her onyx hair hung just past her pert and round buttocks stopping mid thigh, her skin though a bit more sun kissed in this form was still bathed beautifully in the pale moon light, her eyes glowed and sang to the world that she was free if only for a moment. Too elated in the moment at the small bit of freedom she had claimed for herself, she hadn’t noticed the presence of Sesshomaru, he hadn’t had the chance to see her transform, but he really didn’t need to see it, he could smell it. He had followed the girl scent upon finding his brothers pack cast in a restful barrier, which only the two tails seemed to be immune from. The small fire cat had come from the barrier to greet him, long before the cat had realized that the great lord was no threat to this pack, except for the hanyou, and even then he no longer posed a threat for he no longer wanted Tetssaiga.

She mewed her greeting, and the crescent lord spoke, “Where is the girl?” he asked in his normally cool voice. To which Kirara gave him a hard look, knowing she could not know what he truly wanted, he said, “Her scent wonders from this place, and it is not safe tonight. She is the key to more then killing Naraku, and we would be hard pressed to wait another 500 years to destroy him.” he finished. Kirara was if nothing more a logical feline, knowing exactly what he meant, she had been one of the guardians of the Shikon jewel, along with Midoriko, sadly Kikyo, and now Kagome, even though she had also pleaded her allegiance to the huntress of her former mistresses village. She tilted her head in the direction that Kagome had gone. “Thank you.” he said before leaving the motley crew of sleeping warriors.

Walking with demonic speed, he felt the heavy change in aura’s, her light and spiritual aura vanishing into a heavy demonic aura like his own, figuring another powerful being had found the little miko he arrived just in time to see her stretching out her beautiful honeyed body. Luckily Kagome had the foresight to change into clothing of this era before leaving her group, when he found just the demoness, Sesshomaru for lack of another feelings was both shocked and annoyed.

He could scent a few things right from the start, one, she was both unmated and virginal, two, she was an inu demoness or at least she smelt like one, three, she was gorgeous and he wanted her. But then there was something wrong, he’d followed the scent of the little miko, his brother’s wench as he often referred to her, and the scent led him to the demoness before him. The miko’s heady scent of sakura, tea and moonflowers had always calmed him, delighted him and yet this female had a similar if not more pleasing scent, it was clean and smelled very similar but there was a mix in her scent, she smelled like a sea breeze on a cool morning, mixed in with the heady scents of the little miko.

Her back was turned to him but all too soon Kagome turned with lightening fast reflexes to see the Western lord staring at her, but the look of anger, indifference or annoyance she expected was gone, and only a calm blank stair with his lips being left slightly parted. She had to have been the most alluring, sexually eye pleasing demoness he had ever seen in all his many years living, he thought, as he took in her dark and uncommon beauty. He wondered if that was all she had to offer, just divine beauty, he wondered if she could hold a conversation, or if she knew when not to...to remain quiet, how to pour tea and serve her mate, he wondered many things seeing her for the first time, but never got to ask one thing of her. Kagome saw the male, Sesshomaru, surprise registered on her face, and did the only thing she could do, she ran.

Now as a human this would be a fool hardy thing, but as a demoness of the southern star clan, the ruling clan of the South, where the wind itself was subject to their will, running was indeed a good plan. It took not more then three seconds for her to turn, and plant a transformed paw to the ground, she took her most natural form, a great black furred inu, and to the skies she went, leaving him alone, aroused, perplexed and rather annoyed. Sesshomaru had gotten only a fleeting glance at her face, what he could make out was only her strikingly brilliant icy sky blue eyes, and the pale crest upon her forehead, “An heir to the Southern Star.” he murmured to himself, then to anyone else. He wanted to give chase, he wanted to take her to the ground and bed her for her visual breeding stock alone, but he had come for a reason, the human woman, the little miko. Scowling he went on to find her.

“Miko.” he stated more cold then he might normally, finding the very human Kagome sitting in a hot springs closer towards her camp site. “Why have you left the campsite, and the protection of my half-brother so late in the night?” he asked, eyeing daggers into the back of her head, as he watched her pour hot water over her arms from the small spring. Truly had she been the demoness, it would be so very perfect, he thought, here she is, in the most sexual way I have ever seen her and it is lost on me because she is human, he finished to himself. “Miko.” he intoned his displeasure at having to repeat himself.

“I am not deaf.” she said in a voice that intoned her own annoyance at having her night cut so utterly short. “Would you prefer that I yell at you without thought or provocation like your brother or  would you prefer that I think through my answer before giving it. Because at the moment I do not wish to speak, I wish only to enjoy the night, and the heat of this water.” she answered surprising him. She looked so similar to the demoness he’d just seen, smelt nearly the same as well, but now in the clearing water of the hot springs they didn’t smell alike at all, he thought as he took a seat near the springs but far enough away to give her privacy.

“Why are you always so difficult?” he asked to himself more then anyone, but of coarse in this, Kagome heard, it was a whisper on the wind that gently caressed her ear like a lovers touch.

“I am difficult because I am worth it, and because I refuse to be ordered around by anyone.” she answered more to herself then anyone, but the words were heard by the other party at the hot springs, and surprised as he was he nearly chuckled at the defensive and always hot headed miko. “Sesshomaru?” she questioned aloud after some time. Which only received silence as a reply, but she knew he was listening. “Why did you come tonight of all nights?” she asked in a level headed tone. The lord got up from his rock at the other side of the hot springs and crotched down to the floor bed of the forest to look closer into her eyes to give his answer. Not really focusing on anything she still had her back to him, her long hair floating wildly about her on the waters surface, he said.

“Because even if that idiot doesn’t notice when you leave, and even if you can take care of yourself, myself, the slayer, the monk, and mostly Naraku, know that you are the key to his destruction. Even if you’d like nothing in the world then for me to vanish from this moment to leave you alone, I would not. For once a mere human is far more important then this Sesshomaru.” he finished as she finally turned to look at him, with strikingly brilliant icy sky blue eyes. His breath might have caught in his throat had he not been born Sesshomaru of the Western lands, but as he had been born himself, he only stared at the dark haired woman, some part awed and some parted annoyed. “Have you been here all night?” he asked knowing she could not lie to him without him noticing.

“I might have been.” she said knowing he could tell if it was a lie.

“Answer this Sesshomaru.” he ordered.

“That was an answer, it just might not be the one you want.” she said as she turned her eyes from him and went under the water. The angered male demon did not like this answer, he mentally kicked himself for speaking to her in the first place, but her eyes, her eyes were the same, spiraling with energy, and yet so very lively. She bathed in piece for the rest of the night, his back was turned when she got out of the spring, she knew very well, as a human she was nothing to him. But that was okay, according to her father that was how it was supposed to be, and if anything she would play the part correctly. She would help the hanyou, be supportive, complete the jewel again, and bring the Taishou brothers together in battle. To complete her task was the only way to save both males, and their pasts as it related to her future from the dark mutt that was Naraku.

She lead the way to the camp by smell, not that she said anything to him about it, and he followed keeping an eye on her, hearing her human nose sniff here and there, curiously though he chose not to ask what she was doing, for she would more then likely say it was just a cold, he was surprised when they walked up on her campsite. “Sesshomaru?” she asked turning back to him when she noticed his presence no longer following her. He stopped and only looked over his should to indicate that he was listening. Taking it as a sign of the positive she made her play. “Would you join us tomorrow, I’m sure Rin would like a playmate as would Shippo, and our odds of finding Naraku would greatly improve if you were around.” she said.

“Hmph. Do you think the half breed would stop yelling his fool head off if I were around? I do not wish to deal with him, or even smell him.” he stated coldly and began to walk off, but again stopped when she called him, why he might never know, something in him couldn’t help but stop when she called his name, he loved his name coming off her lips, and hated himself for loving it.

“Sesshomaru! Please, hear me out. I know your half- brother can be a hand full, by the gods I know that more then most, but I wish this infernal war was over, the sooner Naraku dies, the faster that can happen, the faster we call all go back to a more peaceful normal life. One where my son, and your Rin don’t have to worry about either of their parents dying just because we fight for a greater good.” she pleaded with him, and to that he turned around and advanced upon her, pinning her to a near by tree with his body.

“How dare you presume that I could die by the hands of such a filthy hanyou, let alone that I would want to even join your ragtag group.” he seethed coldly to her, but watched as no trace of fear assaulted her scent, and not tears came from her eyes, as always she had never been afraid of him, and he both hated and loved her for it, and in turn hated and both loved himself over it. Kagome’s heart rate remained its normal pace, her temperature the same, even calm reigned her body as she spoke her words gently knowing he would hear her through his heated brain.

“I presume nothing of you, more then the fact that you want what we all want, Naraku dead. And as for anything else, I assume Rin truly loves you, why else would such a lovely child follow one who could kill the whole world with his cold hatred of life beneath him.” He pressed her body harder for her words, and had she been a real human it might be painful, but as she was not, she felt no need to relent. “Your brother, would be my problem to deal with, and my ‘ragtag’ group as you call them, are more then enough to deal with Naraku, or have you forgotten that we are his usual targets not you and your fluffy ass.” she bit out at him clenching her jaws shut near his nose as though she might actually bite him. He hated her for these words, but he loved her for her defiance.

Turning with the grace of someone in his station, he threw her towards the ground and turned to walk away, never seeing that she did not fall to the ground but instead bounced off of it with an equal grace, leaping to the side and landing perfectly. He had waited for her cry of pain, and only turned back when it never came to see her walking into the barrier back to the others. “You have a  secret, and I will find out what it is little miko, just wait and see.” he said as he continued back to where he’d left his dragon, ward and servant.

Morning came as always pale and calm, peaceful, she lifted the barrier just before dawn when she heard the hanyous steady breathing speed up showing her that he was awake. Really it wasn’t dawn just yet, more like the young light of morning, when the dark blanket of stars begins to vanished into the mewy pale colors of morning. Kagome like most demons needed little sleep, but in this form she needed at least an hour to survive the day. She knew Inuyasha would let her sleep, but she also knew she would hear no end of it when she woke up about how she could fall asleep when she was the watch for the night, about how she should have woken him up if she was tired. She wouldn’t care she never did, she wouldn’t start, but she would play the role as though she did, as she had, and as she would until she could finally have her life back, stupid jewel, she mentally muttered.

Kagome felt the world moving slowly around her, her kit had already freed himself from the sleeping bag, Miroku had already gotten slapped for touching, Sango was already cooking breakfast, and Inuyasha was already starting to grumble, she would have stayed asleep a little longer had Sesshomaru’s presence not tickled her senses. Rising out of what the others thought was a deep sleep she darted from the camp site to greet the ever stoic lord, and his companions. The others only half stared at her figuring as if it was a need to relieve herself early in the morning, when she walked back into camp with Rin on her hip, the small girl wrapped in a motherly embrace, followed by Sesshomaru, the kappa, and the dragon, it was a whole other story.

Inuyasha was already breathing in to release his aversion to his elder brother being there, when Kagome barely whispered, “Sit” causing him to plummet into the hard ground with a loud impact.  Fighting the spell he was up faster then he usually was and already about to scream again when she laid Rin in her own sleeping bag, and murmured “sit” again forcing the hanyou back into the ground. Kagome took great pleasure in tucking a lose tendril of hair that had splayed across Rins face behind her ears when again Inuyasha was up and about to start his tirade, when Kagome glared icy daggers, spelling death to the hanyou if she should have to raise her voice. He knew that look all to well and pent his ears back grumbling to himself as she finished up with Rin. The whole scene, even down to the motherly way Kagome took care of Rin, to the fiery way she handled Inuyasha, had been noticed by Sesshomaru, if he hadn’t been born himself he would have laughed wholeheartedly, and pounced the female that had just tucked his daughter into bed.

“I invited Sesshomaru, Jaken, Rin, and…” she looked back at Sesshomaru for help.

“Au-Un.” he said noticing the pretty blush on her face as she looked back to her traveling companions.

“..To travel with us, in hopes that together we can find and overthrow Naraku. Its well known to all in this group that he hates each and everyone of us, and would like nothing more then our own deaths just as much as we long for his. I do hope that you all,” she said eyeing her group, “… will allow them to join us, it can never hurt to have another sword to champion evil.” she said watching both Sango and Miroku nod, followed by Shippo, and Jaken, turning to face Inuyasha she glowered. “Say what you have to say Inuyasha, but keep your voice down, if you wake that child you’ll pay dearly.” she said in a less then cheery Kagome fashion, catching most off guard, most… but not Sesshomaru.

“He ain’t comin’ with us, and that’s final.” growled Inuyasha, causing both Kagome’s and Sesshomaru’s eyes to flash in anger, and though he would have liked to have dealt with his baby brother on his own it was Kagome that beat him to the punch, moving faster then he thought a human should be able to she was to Inuyasha’s side, his dog ear in her tightly pressed grasp.

“Now you listen here, I’ve just about had it with this, Inuyasha, its been long three years, I’m tired, Sango’s tired, Miroku’s tired, Shippo, Jaken, Kirara and the dragon are tired, I’m sure even Lord Sesshomaru’s bored with this shit.” She bit out harshly to him in a tone so low none of the other humans could hear her, but all of the demons could. “I want to be done with this, and if your brother needs to be here to do then he will. I will remind you this now because you seem to have forgotten that this is not your pack, but mine, I asked you, Shippo, Miruku, Sango and Kirara to join me, Just as I asked Sesshomaru. So if this group belongs to anyone it is not you, it is me!” she said to him throwing him by the ear to the ground. Her eyes were cold, her face was annoyed, if she could be herself she’d have killed him, but she couldn’t and she wouldn’t so she played her part, his supportive wench, and right now he was giving her a lot of shit for it. But she had been right, and Inuyasha knew it, he feared Kagome when she was like this, an increasingly thing now-a-days. He figured that three years of this might make many people pissed off.

By now Kagome needed to walk away from him, she knew all too well that she would ‘sit’ him so deep into the ground that they would find a cavern if she looked at him any more this day. It had been so easy to do this three years ago, three years in an immortal life shouldn’t be this hard, she thought, its this bodies fault, this body that rages with emotions and hormones, that longs, and wants, this body… I need to finish the job, so I can be done with this body! she sighed and walked off. “Hey where do you think your going?!?” the hanyou raged, and it was enough, enough to stop her in mid step, to raise her temper just enough.

“SIT!” she said with so much energy, and throwing so much of her aura into it that the hanyou crashed into the ground far enough to bury the dead in. Her aura, had given away just a bit of her secret though, she hadn’t even realized it, but when she was angry like this, both her spiritual and demonic aura’s cracked together, against each other with force. The effect of which was damning enough, both Miroku, and Sesshomaru saw it, but Sesshomaru had seen what he wanted to see, the pale star upon her forehead, for a brief moment it had been there, and then gone again with her pulsing aura to fix the ripple of demonic energy. “I’ll be back.” she said not that loud but the demons had heard and that was enough.

Sesshomaru turned to the two adult humans, “Did you see that?” he asked, Miroku nodded while Sango replied.

“I felt it, just now when she got angry, was that a demonic aura?” She asked, to which Sesshomaru nodded before turning to follow the woman, while both Miroku and Sango followed. Jaken though stayed, he didn’t need to be asked, he didn’t want to go anywhere near that miko, he’d never admit it but she had to be the scariest human he’d ever seen in all his long years. It was fine to stay here the kit and the two tailed cat were gone with them leaving just the sleeping Rin, the two headed dragon, and the unconscious hanyou behind to watch over, if anything he seemed happy not to follow.

Kagome had stalked out of camp faster then a human should have been able to, by the gods she hated her human body, the spell to seal her demonic blood and jyaki, it was not complex or hard spell, for it only took one strong enough to weld to use it; It didn’t take much out of her to perform it, the spell simply left her far too emotional for her own liking, and even when she released it the spell still bound some of her powers because she was not mated. Jealousy, jealousy was not something she enjoyed, in fact she had wanted more then anything to simply slash the clay woman years before to silence her constant rant, and end her stench of death and grave soil. Huffing to herself she knew they were following her, not all of them, but most, some how Kagome knew today was the day her secret would be revealed.

Sesshomaru saw her sitting against a trees trunk, her eyes closed, her tight fitting top clinging to her round breasts, and her lose pants hanging from her hips, ’sleeping garments’ he’d overheard her once say. She looked so peaceful, but he needed to know, entering the clearing his knuckles cracked as his lime green acid whip flew in her direction, if she was a human then the tree behind her would get burned, and she’d only stir to the sound of the sizzle for the whip was too fast for her spiritual powers to detect until it was too late. What did happen though was nothing short of alarming, as the whip cracked towards her, a flick of her own wrist as her concealment spell fell, his acidic bright green was met with a vibrant pale pink whip of her own, while a swirling mass of energetic icy sky blue locked on alarmed fiery amber.

2. The Secrets we keep.

Sango and Miroku jumped in their skin at the low nearly feral growl that came from Kagome’s throat, her annoyed yet happy eyes once muddy blue became electric with angry icy silverfish blue, Kagome charged Sesshomaru in demonic speed. “You dare attack me?!?” she seethed. From then it was a blur of black and white, growls and blood, neither human could keep up with the escalated pace of the taiyoukais as they clashed against one another. Minutes passed as finally they were thrown from one another, both landing in fighting stances as they skid to a stop twenty paces from where they originally landed, a straight line of dirt and ground ripped up in their wake.

“It seems you’ve been keeping secrets miko.” his dark baritone voice echoed through the clearing as a genuine slanted smile broke his normally stoic face. Miroku finally noticed just how cut up and bloody he was, as Sango’s eyes fell on an equally bloodied, and smirking Kagome. Blood trickled from both youkai’s mouths, and hairline in Sesshomaru’s case, both had deep cuts and gashes where clawed hands met with force, both held amusement in their eyes.

“And you always wondered why I never addressed you as ‘Lord,’ why when I am a Lady?” Standing slowly they both made to walk to one another, they yipped and barked at one another as they walked closer to one another. Kagome’s walk, Miroku couldn’t help but notice held an almost predatory grace, which had not gone unnoticed by the male taiyoukai. Kagome’s head snapped towards the direction camp was, barring her fangs she released half of her daunting aura, the jyaki itself was electric blue, it looked as though fire itself danced around her body, she looked feral and beautiful all the same. Sesshomaru had felt his brother coming near them, he could always feel his brother, being one of the few blood relatives he had left, his connection had been their since the hanyou was born.

Wondering why she was suddenly so annoyed, he saw why when he saw the red in his brother’s eyes, both their wounds were healed now but the scent of their blood mixed in the wind, had brought out the hanyou’s demon blood. Sesshomaru had to admit, the scent of her blood brought his beast to the surface as well, and fighting the urge to throw the onna down and have her now was very tempting. Kagome looked pissed beyond anything either the monk or slyer had ever seen, her fury was like a force of nature in her human form, they only wondered what it could be like now in her true form. “Don’t. Move. One. Step. Closer, Inuyasha.” stated Kagome’s all too cool voice as she took in the sight of the crimson eyed hanyou.

“My bitch will have to learn her place.” spat the hanyou, and then all hell broke loose as he lunged for her. The humans had to take cover as the two taiyoukai took on the bloodthirsty hanyou, in fits of snarls grunts, and growls, flashes of black, white and red, an almighty battle broke loose. It had been morning when Sesshomaru and Kagome had fought and now it was well past noon when one final feral growl was released, signifying the end of the battle. In the end, Inuyasha beast form or not had acknowledged both Kagome and Sesshomaru as alpha, whatever he might have wanted for was now Sesshomaru’s and Sesshomaru’s alone to have. Blood covered the clearing from one end to the other, Inuyasha looked like shit, Sesshomaru wasn’t looking his normal pristine self and even Kagome was sporting a few good gashes.

“Come.” was all he said to Kagome who followed without a word, as a proper bitch should, the mighty Western Lord lead his alpha female to the closest hot spring, “bathe” he ordered. Now normally Kagome would have gotten rather hot headed about being told to bathe in such a manner, let alone the fact that Sesshomaru was there, and looked as though he had no intention of leaving but that was the human Kagome that she showed everyone, the human that had modesty, where as the real Kagome had no such aversions. He watched her supple body as she lowered her clothing to the forest floor, and then her body as it was lowered into the heated pool itself, her body was perfect, he thought, wanting to take advantage of it, which truthfully he had every right to now.

She knew he was watching her, hell it was turning her beyond anything she had ever felt before, there was no embarrassment, but there was blush, oh yes there was blush. She was aroused, but what demoness wouldn’t be, Sesshomaru had just fought for her, and with her, literally making him her alpha male, at this point short of her father having any say, Sesshomaru could do with her what he pleased, it was pack law, protocol that as an heir and Lord of a large portion of land, they had to uphold.
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Part1. The Scent and the Seal.

Sesshomaru had watched her for a long time, she was an enigma to him, at first glance he had thought her nothing more then a worthless human, when she refused to die by his poison in his fathers tomb he had though it a fluke, then she shot him with an arrow, forever earning the title enemy in his head for he had failed to kill her twice, not that his inner self agreed, no his inner self rather liked the fiery miko. His inner self’s admission to liking the female had him on edge and though he would hate to admit it even his conscious side tended to like her extravert tendencies. She was untrained as a miko, and though his half-brother could be heard constantly complaining about her weakness’ over time, he had seen and heard differently. This female was a selfless creature and always willing to allow the world to walk over her in order to make others happy. She was protective, and dangerous when threatened to extremes, he truly admired her for being a human, possibly one of the few to cross him and live to tell the story of it.

Kagome was her name, deep down his inner self had realized her potential and it was soon after that he had taken the ward, Rin. He knew perfectly well why he’d taken the girl child under his wing, a test to see if something so frail could bring him strength that his half-brother seemed to draw from the fiery woman. He had seen first hand how Kagome’s actions with his half-brother had given the whelp strength, and that above all he craved, though he had not anticipated the emotional challenges that came with having a human ‘pet’ so to speak, he had grown to love the female child in his own way, as she was a constant reminder of Her, Kagome. The strength he felt from being around the small child was proof enough to him that love was no weakness…not that he would show off this new found knowledge, no he would keep it to himself until the time was right, above all now he needed to figure out his intentions towards the human miko.

Her damned-able scent was the breaking point though, sakura, orange blossoms and tea were the foremost scents but lingering underneath it was the scent of moonflowers, a scent indicative of only inu youkai, even himself and Inuyasha smelled of it, under the stronger scents of male that were both his own and his half-brothers, moonflowers were what kept him awake thinking about her. The scent of a woman destined to be his enemy drove him crazy with want, he blamed both her and the half-breed for his lust for her, his brother because he had something coveted beyond what he once wanted of Tetssaiga, and her because she flaunted herself about, seemingly unknowingly in small flagrant clothing not fit for whores. But he was no fool, it had only taken a few trips following the travelers of his half-brothers pack to realize she was not of this time which explained her strong tongue, her unique knowledge of things only well educated should know, the lack of common knowledge that any human should in this time should have, it had proven to make her more understandable. She was a stranger to this time, he knew that, and yet she seemed suited here.

Vaguely he knew his inner self was to blame as well, her scent reminded him that a mate was necessary, that an heir was necessary, and more then anything he wanted that with her. Sesshomaru wanted to possess her, to take her, hide her and bury deep within her his seed, and yet that same thought repulsed him to the point of being near physical sickness. To have her in such a way would be dooming himself to follow in his fathers footsteps, and as much as he wanted her, he loathed the idea of such a fate, being so weak.  Which brought him to his current position, waiting near her well, the portal to her home, that had also been a reason to follow her, everything about her was an enigma, she was as open as a book, and yet to understand her it was like reading a foreign language. The woman had been gone for a while now, the jewel was complete, Naraku dead, and killed by the very female herself nearly a year before.

He had found that she was usually away now-a-days finishing higher forms of education, yet another reason he could not stop the want he had for her, educated females were rare, and usually were only hime’s or miko’s, though she was a miko, her education boarded on that of a higher youkai‘s possibly more being from the future. She would be returning soon, he some how missed her, yet he was not known to be around her often, his presence had been growing, he often brought Rin to her and the huntress, as well as the old miko.  His once young ward was growing with age and in need of some form of training, though the idea of another miko or youkai hunter was a bit annoying to him, he indulged the whim of his ward.

Sesshomaru knew more then anything that he would have to end this odd obsession he had with the miko, they were concluding the hunts for the last shards when she returned and he thought soon she would be leaving the past not to return again. As his luck would have it, Naraku in a last attempt to ruin the hunting parties lives, re-shattered the jewel, making another few years worth of work for his little miko and keeping her coming back. She had grown so much in three years, at first she’d been so small and scrawny, untrained, worthless, just another worthless human. Now though, near the age of eighteen, she had become far more shapely, her long legs longer, her sun kiss skin perfectly tanned all over, even her hair seemed to obey her wishes now as it had never before.

Sitting there near the well he became lost in thoughts, thoughts that would upset him later but the same thoughts drove him to follow this woman with everything he had. Little did the dreaming lord know that life for the little miko was not going according to plan. On her side of the well she was turning eighteen soon… within days, the age of an adult, barely graduating high school with a low B average, she had no plans for college just yet, with more reasons then just going back in forth in time, her mother had been sick for over a year now. No doctor could tell them what was wrong and after a while her mother refused to go altogether.

Sayuri Higurashi was a stubborn woman, she like her father before her had been born with high spiritual powers, she came from a long line of spiritual beings. The sickness that was suddenly claming her health had nothing to do with a sickness at all, years of surprising her daughters powers had begun to wear her thin. Before Kagome fell in the well it was easy, simply a matter of keeping the growing spiritual powers in check, and the demonic powers dormant. Sayuri had never planned in her life that Kagome would be pulled from this time into the well to the feudal era, and since having completed her miko training on the other side, her demonic powers had woken up and began to fight the suppression. Sayuri knew she could seal away the demonic powers for good, but that would doom Kagome to the life of a human, something she just was not, something that was not her destiny.

“Eighteen.” Sayuri said to herself more then anyone else, she remembered so many little moments when her daughter had done something cute, laying in her bed, she looked at the woman her daughter was becoming. Sighing she knew it was time to tell her the truth. “Kagome?” The young woman with hip length onyx hair looked at her mother.

“Yes momma?” she answered concerned for her mothers health.

“All your life you will be my daughter, as long as I’m living, my baby you’ll be. But there is something I have to tell you, it involved your fate in this world and maybe my own.” she said still calmed but pained seeing her daughters confused face. “Did you know there are other demons in this time Kagome?” came her peaceful voice. Her daughter shook her head ‘no.’ “Do you know why you can’t feel them and why they cant since the jewel shards you bring back with you?” again Kagome shook her head no. “Well I supposed I did a good job then. Kagome, you were not born from my body, though in my heart you will always be my daughter, we are of no relation.” Sayuri said, watching the play of emotions on her daughters face. Confusion was most evident, and yet understanding as well.

“I have to say for some time I’ve thought as much, I look nothing like either you or father, and my eyes… they’re blue, not brown, no one in our family has blue eyes.” Kagome said with a sad smile. “But Momma, it is okay if I still call you momma right?” she asked tentatively earning a slight smile from the woman she knew only as mother. “If your not my mother, then how do you know my birthday? And who are my parents? Why does this involve your fate as well?” she questioned hitting the ones on top of her head first. Sayuri sighed it was time she knew everything. Leaning up and opening the dresser draw of the nightstand she pulled out a well handled book, opening it to a page in the middle was an old piece of parchment paper and handed them to Kagome.

Picking it up Kagome read the letter aloud.

Miko Sayuri of the Land of the Southern Star,

I have seen both a holy miko, and a demonic seer and have come to the conclusion that I have no way to save my daughter but to abandon her to time, and allow her to fulfill her destiny. I have foreseen that she will be planted more then five hundred years from where I am now, and that she will be found by a young couple who long for a child. You will be foolish and hide her markings and her power, for that, I will forgive you for the love you will show her will know no bounds. She will grow too powerful though, and one day that power will consume your own, eventually causing your death.

For this I am sorry, I would hope that you allow her the choice to make, for I know your heart better then you might think, like myself you will do anything to save her hardship, though some cannot be helped. You must allow her to grow, she is not meant to stay, only to live for a time until she can return. I in trust you Sayuri and Kenshi Higurashi with my most precious treasure, the light of my life, and the hope for all our future, Lady Kagome of the Radiant Southern Star, heir to the southern lands.

Lord Shinosamu of the Southern Star

Kagome could hardly believe it, she looked at her mother as thought it were a joke, Sayuri though gave her a serious face and pulled the book the letter had been pressed in handing it to her daughter as well. Kagome looked over the pages, it was a book of mythology based on Japanese demons. Sighing she noticed it was almost in the middle of the story but the page was on a part about the southern lands, Kagome began to read aloud.

“The proud Inu youkai did the only thing he could to save his only child and heir, his daughter from the slaughter of the unrelenting panther and tiger demons of his lands who were lead by his own younger brother, once the Southern Star had been allied with the traitorous youkai, but those allies grew thin. It was said that his younger brother had received word that an heir had been born, and that the fates had hidden within her the sacred Shikon Jewel, lost to time years before when the priestess protecting it was killed by her hanyou lover. His only hope was abandoning her to time and the fates, he sealed the well of time, allowing no demons to pass through and died at the sight. Some said that a dark hanyou, or half breed demon, had instigated hatred among the demon villages in The Great Southern Star’s territory, others insisted that it was Shinosamu’s love of the human race that was his down fall, all of this is just ledged but part of the story was been validated. The well he supposedly dropped his infant daughter in and the same sight of his death, lays upon the Higurashi shrine grounds to this day, it is called the ‘Bone Eaters Well’ and is said to have the abilities to rid the world of whatever demonic reelect is placed within its walls, vanishing into thin air or a wash of blue light. Upon visiting the shrine, the care takers dismissed much of this story saying it was all folk lore, but that the well was there alone has given light to such a fabled story.” Kagome finished.

“But…” Kagome staggered. Reading it all in print and the hand written letter from her real father Shinosamu, that she was a demon? She wanted nothing more then to cry. Closing her eyes she shook her head willing this to be a lie, to be a dream.  A cool hand founds its way to her lap causing the girl to look into tear filled eyes.

“Its your choice now Kagome, if you go, then no one will judge you, and maybe in time we might meet you again. If you stay, you will give up everything you were truly meant to have, everything I cannot give you, your birthright.” her mothers eyes began to glow, as did her hand, suddenly Kagome’s insides screamed at her to remove herself from the spiritual powers peaking from the frail woman. And yet her own spiritual powers cooed at the embrace, her body burned a bit, her cheeks and forehead hurt the most, along with a general ache of her whole body. Looking at the woman known only to her as mother, Kagome questioned.

“What’s happening.” she asked, her voice shaking.

“I’m releasing the seal I placed on you when I found you so many years ago.” she said smiling. “It will only be for a moment, so you can see what you should look like.” she said warmly. Kagome nodded and then stood to look in the full length mirror her mother had. Kagome’s jaw basically dropped. If at all possible her body seemed to become curvaceous, and womanly, taller if possible, her hair had grown long like ever demon she knew. She was beautiful, but it was not truly her. Looking at the mirror the spell began to fade and she turned back into her human form. Finding her words again Kagome asked the one question that would make the difference for her.

“If I stay this way, as a human, the seal you’ll place on me to do it, it will kill you won’t it? That’s why it involves your fate as well?” tears were already forming at her mothers eyes. “That’s what’s kept you sick this whole time hasn’t it?” her mother nodded. Looking downcast Kagome stood. “Then my choice is an easy one, allow me one day to tell my friends, and then release the spell, live your life well, I’ll see you again soon, thank you momma.” Kagome was already at the door when her mother stopped her dead in her tracks.

“KAGOME!” Kagome was crying by now.  

“I’m sure momma, you’ve always been there for me when I needed you, now I’ll be there for you, release the spell 24 hours after I leave, and get well, if I’m a demon then I will see you again.” she said calmly, though on the inside she was in a panicky, she wouldn’t let her mother know she was so confused, that she didn’t want to leave. But Kagome knew her mother, for her to stay as she was here in this time, she would kill her mother slowly, to let the seal be broken in this time would cause unwanted attention, and then she had an uncle to deal with, and lands to see over. Duty and Honor called out to her like never before.

“Take these then, you might need them.“ she said giving her daughter the parchment and the book on demon history as a mythology. She was about to leave after grabbing the book and paper when her mother’s voice called again, “Kagome.“ the young woman looked at her mother, who held up a small pendent, she walked over to it as Sayuri held it to her. “This was with you when we found you, I fell its demonic spirit, but it is not evil, I think it was supposed to teach you, from your real father.“ Taking the pendent from her mother she placed it around her neck, Kagome smiled her winning smile and caused her mother to tear up as well. Walking from the room she went to pack the necessary objects and clothing pieces she would need to remain in the feudal era for good. Packing mostly panties, and bra’s Kagome also packed a toothbrush, and a few bars of soap. She didn’t know what she would do when she got to her real time, for the first time, in years she would be home, though it would not feel like it. Kagome heard her door open slowly, turning to see who it was, Kagome noticed both her grandfather and brother standing there, an unreadable look on both their faces.

“So she’s told you?” asked her grandfather.

“You knew also?” Kagome asked.

“I was the one who told her how, though I hadn’t had an idea why, then, I’m glad I helped them. I do love you, it will be hard for us all.” Said her grandfather.

“Just don’t make her sick again.” was all her brother said before leaving. Kagome wanted to cry but instead she pulled herself together and mustered a face of indifference she’d seen on Sesshomaru so many times before.

“I know this hurts but he’s worried, be the strong gi-- Woman, I know you are. Kagome, be careful.” she nodded her head as the man she knew only as ji-can who was about to leave.

“Ji-chan, make sure she releases the seal in 24 hours, I’ve asked her to do so, to save her, but we both know where I get my stubbornness from. Make her if you have to.” Kagome ordered before standing with her pack and making her way downstairs and to the well, looking back over her childhood home, in the dying light it was beautiful, she’d have to wait five hundred years to see it again, turning to go in the well she stopped when she heard her name being called out by her mother.

“Kagome! Wait!” she panted hard coming over to the well, both Ji-chan and Souta were out on the porch watching the exchange. “I know better then any that I can’t change your mind once its made up, but I want you to have this, tomorrow at sundown, I’ll release it, and here.” she handed her a large wrapped gift and a picture of her ‘father and mother’ as well as one with just her, Souta, Sayuri, and Ji-chan, one they’d taken the Christmas before.

“Thank you!” exclaimed Kagome, while throwing her arms around her mother. “I love you momma” she said turning and jumping right into the well. Sayuri fell to her knees the second the light faded, knowing she might never see Kagome again.

Part 2. An interesting turn of events.

Blue light brought the demon lord out of his thoughts, as he knew the girl in those thought had just returned. He could always feel her aura; it was horribly obvious that she was ridiculously powerful, and completely untrained. Her usual like pink aura leaked from her very being, having no control to stop it, he had witnessed either at his own expenses or in travel that she only seemed to dawn control when fits of emotions raged within her. Sesshomaru waited, usually it only took a moment for the bright yellow bag to be thrown from the well shaft, and then moments later the top of her raven head would grow like a sprout from its depths. Minutes seem to grow long as no yellow bag came forth, no head full of onyx tress appeared, he needed to find out why the most sorrowful aura he’d ever felt was coming from the well, surely it could not be the fiery female with the fast tongue.

Leaping from his hiding spot, Sesshomaru walked towards the well, the closer he got the stronger the aching sorrow filled the air with heavy melancholy. Peering down he could see that she sat at the bottom of the well, some bulging brown wrapped package of sorts along with her yellow bag, her body and shoulders visibly racking with her soundless sobs. He wondered what could have happened to leave her like this, he rather liked her when she was mad and fearless, this side of her he didn’t like at all, and it reflected the flaw in her, her humanity.

Kagome had felt him around them for longer then she could remember, his demonic aura lashing out reaching and brushing against her pure one, caressing her own aura with his.  Sesshomaru brought his daughter to them, and would leave, but he never really go. Then there were times when he would just be around, not fighting with his brother, just there. He’d stay out of all of their ranges except hers. She sometimes wondered if he knew and was doing it on purpose, or if he had thought so little of her that she couldn’t feel his presence, either way she was tired from her emotional issues, tired from stress, and mostly she just wanted for a little while to be left alone to her thoughts.

Kagome also knew that all too soon, a red clad hanyou would be on his way, and right now she did not feel like dealing with him or his brother. Inuyasha was an emotionally challenged, he was like a horrible train wreck, fascinating, and yet a mess no matter how you looked at it. He hadn’t really been the same though, not since Kikyo die. Again, she thought. More often then not he was even more short tempered, often silent, and more or less always brooding.

Inuyasha had pushed her away, and Kagome had allowed it. She knew more then anything, at least at the time, that she wanted to be with Inuyasha, but as time wore on, she felt as though a weight had been lifted from her, and more and more, the love she felt for him was brotherly, more then that of a lover. Chasing her feelings away with a large sigh Kagome focused on the here and now. Here at the bottom of the well where her father had dropped her into time, and died trying to save her from a certain death from her power hungry uncle. She sat and waited; Kagome could feel him looking down, so without so much as tilting her head towards him she asked no louder then her normal speech, “What do you want Sesshomaru?”

To say that he was shocked would be an understatement, he had stalked up to the well without a sound, hid his presence, and his scent as well, not that she could smell him, no that little trick was for his brother. Looking down he gave a curt “Hn.” Before moving away from the well, taking this all in Kagome gave a small ‘Mona Lisa smiles’, neither happy nor upset, she tossed her yellow backpack up the well and over its lip, taking the parcel her mother had given her and placing it between her legs she pulled herself out.

Sesshomaru watched as the tattered yellow bag was thrown up, then moments later when he saw the delicate and creamy skin of her hand finding the lip of the ancient well, followed shortly there after but a stock of onyx tress. He watched she pulled herself up and over, tossing a long creamy tanned leg over as well followed by another, until she sat with legs crossed looking very sexy regal and sullen all at the same time, damn temptress, he thought. “Miko, why do you sit at the bottom of the well in such a way?” he asked. Her reply both started and amused him.

“Lord Sesshoumaru… Can I trust you?” she asked as she leveled a serious glare upon him. It really was something to ask, for her group and pack did consist of his half-brother, someone whom he considered an enemy, yet she was the natural enemy of Naraku as well, making her his ally, along with the fact that even if he didn’t want to acknowledge his half-brother, he was still pack, thus making her pack as well the alpha female, seeing as he had none of his own.  Kagome watched as he pondered her question, placing blind trust one anyone was something Kagome’s large heart had always allowed her to do, and yet, she was asking for it openly from this demon, this honorable lord. He walked towards her and gentle caressed her jaw line bringing her down cast eyes to meet his own before saying.

“Have faith miko, you have nothing to fear from me.”

“And can I have your word that if I tell you my secrets you’ll keep them safe?” she said again leveling him with her gaze.

“I have no one with whom I would tell your secrets miko.” he answered and she smiled that small sad smile. Pulling her yellow pack to her lap she dove into it finding a book, that held a manillied piece or rice paper. Handing the book to him with her thumb on the page in which the rice paper was, she watched and waited for him to read about her history. She watched as he read the ‘myth’ of the long lost southern Lord, who had once been a great ally to the west. His eyes widened in the smallest fraction as he read about the infant pup, a pup that had been betrothed to himself when he was not much older then a pup.

Sesshomaru handed the book back while still holding the rice paper, “May I?” he asked, she nodded and averted her gaze from him, missing his reaction to her fathers letter. As she looked up she noticed his far away look, noting that he was seemingly deep in thought, about all he had read, she thought, not knowing that it had not been the only thin effecting him, if what she held was correct, then she was an inu youkai, and the lost heir to the southern lands that had never been found, not to mention that she and he were to have been mated on her three hundred and fiftieth year, which would be soon if he remembered correctly, he had been about 55 years old when she’d been born, he’d only seen her once before news had reached the western lands that the south had been attacked, the lord and his family killed and the infant missing.  Her voice broke him from his thoughts.

“I’m not sure if you know, you seem to know everything, but I’m from right here, raised on these very grounds, five hundred years in the future. All my life I felt that something was wrong with the world, I remembered seeing normal people with tails, wings, fangs when I was small and out with my family, and then it just went away, I didn’t see those things anymore and I forgot. I didn’t think demons existed until I was pulled into this same well that still sits on my family’s grounds. I came here three years ago not of my own will and I had thought that it was my fate to free Inuyasha, protect the jewel and kill Naraku. It seemed I’m fated for much more.” she finished looking at him.  “Did you know them? This Shinosamu?”

Thinking over what she had just offered him, Sesshomaru answered quietly, “He was one of my father’s greatest friends and allies, an Inu youkai who was strong, wise, and tactful. He and my father grew up together, they had hoped that with their heirs, they could forge an unbreakable alliance, they had hoped that we--.” Kagome was a smart girl though and had already figured out what he was saying.

“We were set as an arranged marriage?” she asked quietly not looking at him. He noted that her heart rate was calm, and she had no scent of fear upon her, it was something he had always loved about her. “My mother, the one that raised me, is a great miko. As  my grandfather is a priest as well, my mother hid my jyaki and youkai, while my grandfather hid the jewels presence until my now human body built up enough reiatsu to shield it myself. Though by the time that occurred, my grandfathers powers were depleted if not gone, and my reiatsu is actually my mother’s having collected over many years of forcing it upon me. Its killing her because my jyaki is fighting back, I’ve asked her to remove her concealment as of sunset tomorrow, when I should revert back to my true form.” she finished looking up at him again.

Kagome could see he was still thinking when she began again. “I’m not above asking for help when I know I’ll need it. As far as I can remember I’ve never been a demon, I know no laws, rights or rituals, and as far as I can tell I’m going to have another fight on my hands the moment my uncle finds out about me, if he’s still even in power.” she sighed. “Lord Sesshomaru, will you help me?” She asked with determination shining in her eyes.
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okay so is as far as i've gotten with this one. please let me know if i should attempt to finish this one, put it on the back burner, or should i just discontinue it. i'm not fixing or editing any of it, because well thats more work. - r0o