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Cold as Fire
Summary -
It’s been six years since the journey began. The jewel is seventy-five percent complete and in the hands of Naraku. Naraku has reabsorbed his incarnations and killed Miroku, Kouga, Ayame, and Sango. He promised the next time he saw Kagome, he would kill her. Kikyo has returned to living but at a price, but where is the missing quarter of the Shikon Jewel?
Kagome- 20 yrs
Shippo- 13 yrs
InuYasha- 24 yrs
Rin- 13 yrs
Sesshomaru- 26 yrs
Chapter 1- Dying to Live
“I don’t know what to do anymore…” A soft voice murmured to the sky. Dimming chocolate brown eyes gazed into the sky, hoping for some sort of an answer. The owner of the soft voice and eyes was a young woman, who was relaxing under the cool shade of a large tree to escape the summer sun. Her wavy, black hair was spread out in a messy but appealing curtain of hair. The rays of sunlight that filtered through the thick canopy leaves highlighted the mud brown secondary coloring to her hair, hinting a mix in ancestry. Sighing audibly, the young woman removed her small hands that were resting on her tummy, to behind her head. She closed her eyes in bliss. It had been too long since the last time she relaxed like this. A few weeks ago she managed to find a tailor in the village to craft her fire rat suit, but unlike her hanyou friend, hers had been dyed a pale, but royal blue. The sleeves were retractable as she saw fit, and the hakamas were navy blue and fit where they needed to.
Without her favorite pair of slippers that were long ago destroyed, the young woman had grown accustomed to black boots very similar to her hanyou friend’s half brother. The breeze blew gently and she inhaled deeply, a slight frown marred her features as the scent of unwashed dog violated her sensory and he opened her eyes to meet hardened honey orbs. “Hello InuYasha.” She greeted calmly watching his ears twitch with impatience and mentally prepared for the battle of wit that was sure to ensue as soon as his mouth opened.
“What the hell do ya think you’re doin wench?” He questioned brashly.
“What does it look like I’m doing?”
“Wasting my fuckin time with your relaxin; we’re supposed to be huntin shards!”
“You are the one who suggested a quick break when you saw your clay slut’s soul stealers headed this way for the first time in two years.” InuYasha growled dangerously. “And it’s not like I’m in the future or anything. I haven’t been there for two years thanks to your whore!”
“She is not a slut or whore you weak bitch.” She gasped and quickly scrambled to her feet. Her instincts were practically screaming for her to run, but she remained. She always remained.
“I am not weak!” The young woman protested strongly.
“Really Ka-go-me?” the hanyou mocked, “Who couldn’t raise a simple ass barrier and protect them from Naraku, hmm?”
“What?” Kagome protested with a sputter.
“Kikyo would have. You’ll never be nothin like her you stupid defenseless bitch!” Tears fell from her eyes rapidly as she clenched and unclenched her fists.
“It was not my fault they died InuYasha! You were supposed to be there to protect us, but instead you chose to protect that vile , wretched , undead tramp and we lost the battle.”
“She is not a whore!” InuYasha yelled with an angry growl as he moved directly in her face.
“Then what do you call fucking Naraku as soon as she finished with you and vice versa. It sure isn’t a being a virgin maiden!”
“You’re not a virgin either you stupid bitch!” The hanyou male growled out, his eyes flashing red.
“That’s because you raped-,” A slap echoed the forest that sent the broken Kagome to the ground. She held her stinging cheek in shock as the hanyou stood over her with vehement breaths. He had hit her before, but he never struck her face, and she was greatly surprised. A swift kick to her abdomen knocked the breath from her lungs and she clutched her midsection to protect it from further abuse.
“Pathetic bitch…” He spat venomously at her crumpled form. Kagome flinched as he moved, the pain in her stomach only increased with every step he took. A growing fox kit found her curled in a fetal position hours later and he cried for her as he took her to their trust ‘mother’ and/or ‘grandmother’ known as Kaede.
The old miko gingerly applied a heated cloth to her forehead, hoping the fever broke soon. “Kaede-baa-san, how-,” her voice creaked as tears formed and her throat clogged at the simple thought.
“I doubt it survived Kagome. Ye bled much before ye Shippo brought ye to me.” Tears automatically fell from her eyes at the words and she heard Shippo’s moan of anguish. Moments later he curled into her side, crying with her. The old miko hung her head with despair as well as she applied an herb to the girl’s bruised cheek.
“Am I still able to-,” A lump in her throat refused to let the girl finish her question again, and Kaede sighed but nodded.
“Yay child but I fear for the worse next time, young Kagome. This is the fourth time it has occurred. Our former hanyou has been lost to us before Miroku and Sango’s death.” The girl was silent so the wise old woman continued, “Youkais, especially inu, are violent when it comes to mating and dominance, but this old lady fears InuYasha has lost meaning in both sides of his heritage, and it does not explain his behavior for the past two years.”
Kagome rested under the large sakura tree three weeks later. It was a ways away from the village, but thanks to its location on a hill, she could watch over the everyday bustle of villagers and travelers. She had recovered fully, as she had the other three times, yet her Shippo refused to let her walk anywhere. Kagome felt a familiar thrum of power vibrate her core and she sat up. In an instant she was pinned to the tree behind her by a streak of silver and white. She held her chin slightly high as she stared into emotionless dark amber pools. The grip on her neck loosened two hundred percent, enabling her to speak. “Lord Sesshomaru, to what does this lowly human owe the pleasure?” Kagome replied in a light, snide tone. Sesshomaru growled, reminding her with a squeeze that he had her life in his claws.
“This Sesshomaru expected a pack litter, where are they?” Kagome’s eyes widened and she gasped. Sesshomaru frowned as fear laced her scent now instead of when she first realized it was him. His claws tickled her skin as a reminder to answer.
“They don’t exist.” She gasped out, now struggling in his grasp. He growled for her to be still and she froze.
“Explain.” He told her simply, meeting and controlling her gaze. Her once defiant, lively chocolate eyes were now broken and dull.
“I-I-they didn’t live!” Kagome managed. Sesshomaru probed her scent gently, smelling no deceit or the sickness that normally caused the death of unborn pups.
“You fail to carry the ailment that aborts pups. A scout reported six moon cycles ago that you were heavy with child for the second time, and it reported the hanyou may have had brains to hide his previous pups. You claim they lie?” The grip on Kagome’s neck tightened and she shrieked with terror and gave a sadistic laugh.
“No! They did not lie. I didn’t carry to term from the trauma…” She trailed off.
“Why has your mate not protected you from harm?” She gave another tight laugh and Sesshomaru began to question her sanity. “You will cease this meaningless laughter at this Sesshomaru’s person.”
“He can’t protect me from himself. I doubt the dimwit could protect himself alone. He-,” She choked on her words, her eyes flashing with fear, “is not my mate and I am not his beta female.” Sesshomaru growled and unceremoniously dropped her on her rump. His brother’s pack was not big enough for him to have a third female. In fact his brother’s pack was reduced incredibly from the battle with the evil spider hanyou two years prior.
“Yet you are not smart enough to stay away from danger or learn to protect yourself. Your monk and slayer are no longer here to protect you from him miko.” Said miko winced at the words, which the taiyoukai noticed.
“I know,” She whispered, her eyes downcast in shame, “I do not go into battle and he will not allow me anymore training.” She paused, forgetting whom she was conversing with, “He was so angry, and that was the first time he-.” Kagome gasped, her hands flying to her mouth before she revealed her shameful secrets. Sesshomaru grabbed her shoulder and yanked her to him, causing the weak miko to flinch from the contact. The taiyoukai growled. She had feared contact with his person, not himself.
“What have you lost besides your brain? You would do well to cease waiting before it is too late.”
“A chance at happiness is what I lost, and what do you mean?” She replied, her dull eyes straining to catch his dark amber orbs. The call of her name made her jump. Shippo was coming to her. Sesshomaru gave her a look that meant explanation. “That is my kit and son, Shippo.” He nodded to her and disappeared with the blowing breeze.
“Momma!” Shippo’s teenage form tenderly embraced her. Kagome shook her head of Sesshomaru and returned the welcoming hug from her surrogate son. “I was worried.” Kagome smiled gently and patted his hair that she had braided that morning.
“What for my precious kitsune?” She questioned placing a motherly kiss on his forehead.
“Aww mom,” the emerald-eyed adolescent protested with a grin, “I’m almost taller than you so you know I’m not a precious baby anymore!”
“You will always be my little darling Shippo. No matter if you’re eight feet tall and fatter than three huts put together!” Shippo giggled and Kagome smiled a smile that barely lit the doused fire in her eyes.
“That dumb hanyou ran off during our sword training. I thought he was heading for you at first, so I ran here as fast as I could to make sure you were safe. Why were you afraid Mama?” Kagome stiffened when the sight of ghostly snake-like creature circled near the clearing of the dead well.
“Kikyo hasn’t shown up for two years and now she’s requesting InuYasha’s audience, what could she possibly want now?” The question was directed more at the ghostly creature than herself or Shippo. “C’mon Momma, let’s see if that numbskull finally goes to hell like he deserves.” Shippo’s growing legs made quick work as he landed them in the Goshinkibu a few minutes later with an excellent view. Frowning, Kagome hoped they hadn’t arrived too late and masked their scent and auras.
“Kikyo, why’d ya bring me here after all this time?” There was silence after his gruff voice before a cold voice answered.
“InuYasha,” She answered calmly with her back to him, “There is something I desire that only you can help me with.”
‘She better hurry up before I change my mind.’ Kagome thought sourly as Shippo rolled his eyes at the corny scene. Kagome waited for the hanyou to answer as he leaned against the Goshinkibu.
“You know I’d do anything for you Kikyo,” he replied softly. Kagome pretended to gag and Shippo’s shoulders shook with controlled laughter.
“That is comforting to hear InuYasha. In return for this deed, you will be released from your previous deal and your prior promise to accompany me to hell.” Kagome’s eyebrow delicately arched with suspicion. What deal was she talking about? InuYasha corrected his slouched form before he responded.
“That weak copy was too pathetic to carry our child. So what do you need this time?”
“I have encased this clearing with a barrier only you and I will be able to exit once I finish the ritual to return me to my rightful body. All I need for you to do is lead my worthless reflection here and contain her while I pin her body to the Goshinkibu. Upon contact this clay body shall fall and I should be able to use hers now that you have broken her will to live.” Shippo and Kagome covered her mouth before the gasp could escape. Her concentration o the scent and aura mask failed and her eyes widened in fear when golden eyes met her dead brown orbs.
“The sneaky bitch is already here.” Shippo leaped forward before Kagome could react and withdrew his wooden sword to Kikyo with the angriest snarl Kagome had ever heard. It was feral and… menacing, something Kagome would never had expected to come from Shippo.
“Neither of you bastards will lay a hand on my mother!”
“How touching!” Kikyo mocked with a twisted smirk. Shippo moved faster than Kagome’s human and untrained eye could follow and only saw Kikyo cringe in pain after the wooden sword thwacked her ribcage, earning a rattled ‘oof’ and white orbs to flutter from her body and into the sky. A baritone, feral growl from behind him caused Shippo to jump, distracting him from the dead miko. He turned his attention to the angry hanyou.
“You hurt my mate bastard runt.” He growled as he leapt towards the kit. Shippo gasped with surprise as he met angry gold eyes of the hanyou who also possess the purple jagged stripes of his demon. Shocked, the kitsune moved a second too slow as the demon-crazed male impaled lengthened claws into his chest. Kagome screamed as the hanyou dropped the pre-teen demon to the ground like a sack of potatoes. She leapt from the god tree, ignoring the pain shooting up her leg from the base of her ankle. The determined woman limped on her right foot, feeling her left was probably sprained.
“What the hell is wrong with you? You’re letting that dead bitch turn you into a monster worse than Naraku!” Kagome shrieked to them as she knelt over Shippo to protect him from further damage. Suddenly, she was pinned to the god tree, and could only catch a glimpse of obsidian hair. Her head was forced upwards and her back was firmly pressed against breasts, letting Kagome know the person who was pinning her was female. Her miko powers flared instinctively and Kagome met Kikyo’s sinfully pleased eyes.
“Your pitiful powers will not harm this youkai. I have stolen her spirit and enslaved her. Now all I need is the rest of my soul.” Kikyo shouted. Kagome’s eyes widened as her incarnation notched a black and green arrow which glowed with dark navy blue energy. Kikyo released the arrow while her lips moved in an undecipherable chant. Her holy powers flared brightly again as the arrow neared and the swell of a powerful demonic aura tangled with it from behind her as the deadly arrow neared.
“I don’t want to die.” Kagome whimpered in a nearly silent whisper that fell on deaf ears. The dark arrow struck her heart, filling her being with inexplicable pain as the dark energy channeled through her. The arrow went through her chest completely, pinning her and the demoness behind her to the tree. Their agonized screams unified as the energy attempted to consume them. Kagome’s pink aura filled the clearing as the blue aura of the demon behind her began to burn her from the closeness, and the two bodies became transparent. InuYasha grabbed his mate and moved to safe ground as the auras began to fight, creating unbearable heat. Kagome slipped into what she thought was death and her agonized screams ceased, but the demoness’ continue via her stamina. The pain was just too much for her human body to bear. A blinding opaque purple barrier closed the clearing as one body hung limply from the arrow protruding from the God Tree once more.
InuYasha nervously paced Kaede’s hut. Naraku had something to do with this, he was sure. His memories of yesterday’s occurrence were a foggy haze after seeing his mate being attacked by Shippo. His instincts told him he hadn’t killed the kit, but he couldn’t even remember where the hell he was to try to find the kit. Another thing was that Kagome was missing as well. Maybe they had run away together. He had his mate now, so he didn’t need them anymore anyway. “What is on your mind my love?”
“Nothin Kikyo, I was just tryin ta figure out where Tetsusaiga is.”
“You don’t need the damned demonic sword any longer. I destroyed your human counterparts and gave you half of a sacrificed demon’s.” InuYasha glanced at his heritage decorating his cheeks. He still possessed those damnable ears though. He watched as his mate dressed from bandaging the wound on her ribs.
“It’s still my blade.”
“You could not wield it anymore as fault of my copy.”
“Yeah, I forgot. How did you become whole again anyways?” The hanyou-demon retorted caressing her cheek. It bled gently as he cupped it tenderly. “Damned claws.” He muttered with a blush. Kikyo smiled as his eyes filled with lust at the scent of her blood.
“Do not be concerned with that matter. It is nice to live again.” Kikyo said kissing his lips. Kaede entered the hut moments later, warily eyeing Kikyo with her lone eye.
“I have researched the marks as ye asked this old woman to.” She told the couple. He bones creaked as the old miko sat down.
“Well old hag, spill it! We aint got all damn year.”
“Ye have yet to learn the virtue of patience InuYasha.” Kaede remarked looking him in the eye before she squared her wise gaze onto Kikyo’s. “The mark ye possess, my long los sister, is the symbol of Izanami. Your soul is promised to her upon yer imminent death.”
“That cannot be!” Kikyo shouted with anger. “My soul has just been returned to me.” Kaede ignored her blatantly as her gaze returned to the former hanyou.
“Yer mark is the mark of betrayal from the Kamis’ themselves. Ye did not protect the true Shikon Miko, and have been condemned to hell after yer death.”
“You lie!” Kikyo shrieked shrilly before slapping Kaede, ruthlessly removing her eye patch. “You wretched ugly beast, I am the Shikon Miko!” She yelled, more to reassure herself than to correct her younger older sister.
“Nay sister,” Kaede remarked calmly, “Ye were the Shikon Miko, but ye failed and it resulted in yer death. Ye were not supposed to be brought back this way, and that is why ye powers have dispersed not that ye breathe once more.” Kikyo snarled and backhanded the elderly woman.
“Kill her InuYasha and let’s go.” InuYasha plunged his claws into the defenseless old woman’s neck as soon as commanded and left the hut with his master leading the way.
A young inhuman child walked briskly through the forest at a calm pace. The confidence in his surroundings was evident as he turned to the left quickly. Harmonious singing reached his delicate hearing and his dark amber eyes ignited with anxiety and curiosity. Silver hair flew behind him as he followed the familiar alluring noise. The inhuman child stumbled upon an enchanting but memorable clearing with beautiful multitudes of wild flowers possessing various colors. A full moon illuminated the field entirely, bringing to notice a blue-haired female also with inhuman attributes dancing alone in the midst of the field. The wind played with the pale blue hair, which the luminous lighting from the moon made it look silver. She noticed the young male and beckoned him to her with a thin, feminine finger.
Her liquid metallic eyes sparkled with warmth and life as her soon raced to her rapidly once her signal processed. She swooped him into her loving embrace with practiced agility. The seemingly young woman kissed the light blue crescent moon, located on his forehead, which held his future. “Mother, what are you doing here? Father and this Sesshomaru were worried those nasty humans ambushed you!” A joyous laugh echoed the clearing as the woman tossed her ill-prepared son in the air.
“My dearest Sesshomaru, you need not fear the safety of your mother. Your sire knows this Sesshota is safe. I spent many nights here before and alter I birthed you.” She smiled at him charmingly and the young prince returned the smile whole-heartedly. He squealed as she smothered kisses all over his face, starting at his brow line and finishing with his chin. The young Sesshomaru lovingly wrapped his small arms around her slender neck and inhaled his mother’s nature like scent that calmed him to no end. Sesshota returned his tight hug equally and danced to silent music with him as he fisted her silken strands. She felt his head rise and was practically smothered as excitement filled his core.
“Mother, it is snowing!” He exclaimed wiggling his way out of her grasp.
“Indeed it is my Sessho. Do you want to make your old mother a promise before we play?” Sesshomaru gave her a fanged grin and nodded excitement and earnest heavy in his beautiful, lively amber eyes.
“You are not old mother, but sure! Anything!” He responded holding out his pinky. His mother breathed deeply before presenting him with a smile.
“When you have the desire to truly mate and spend the rest of your life with a female, you will bring her here, and when you have a daughter, you will do the same.” The young lord nodded instantly and his mother extended her pinky. Their fingers met, linked, and curled into each other as the shook while wearing matching smiles.
“Of course I will mother, but this Sesshomaru thinks girls are incompetent, and I will only conceive studs!” His mother threw her head back and laughed, creating a joyous image to the young Sesshomaru as the snow fell, and it would forever stay in his mind. She grabbed his hands and swung him in circles, making the two dizzy and drunk with laughter. They fell to the ground, erupting in even more unison laughter as the world spun above them. “Mother, why is father afraid the nasty humans will harm you?” The curious inu pup questioned. Sesshota smiled wryly.
“Humans are not a nasty species son. Every being deserves a chance to prove themselves, but the majorities your father and this Sesshota have discovered are vile, greedy things. Most demons encounter this kind of human, but the ones who don’t, end up mating one and being shunned by both societies.” She replied kissing the crown of his head.
“I guess that makes perfect sense mother. Kill anything that does not agree with you so you can appear superior. Is this what all demons’ motives are? Why do some demons mate the good humans?” Sesshomaru questioned as she rose and began to brush herself off.
“Why aren’t you a curious little neko? It appears to be a vastly acceptable moral for any species alike, but no. Not all demons live this way. Demons are instinctual creatures, we do not act on emotions, but humanity has taught us to love.” Sesshomaru nodded, mulling over what his mother explained to him as she knelt and he clambered onto her back. “Come, it is time for dinner, and your father will want us back so we can nourish your growing body before bedtime.” The young pup smiled and buried his face in the blue-silver hair on her back before drifting into a light sleep. Maybe one day he would experience this ‘love’? The snow over the clearing magically stopped as they parted from the field, and clouds covered the bright full moon. It was as if the clearing was solely powered by their love and happiness.
Dark amber eyes snapped open, instantly focusing on their surroundings. A wave of silky, silver hair moved as the taiyoukai stood. His heart settled from the erratic pace the memory had sent it to. He went about his morning routine a lot faster than he would have a year ago. It took five years to grow back his arm from his hanyou sibling’s attack and his wench’s distraction. The cursed girl had been on his mind as well since he had seen her a few weeks ago. The girl was allowing the hanyou’s abuse on her, thus the cause of his lack of family pack. Women were praised for the ability to give new life, and the imbecile of a hanyou kept her weak so she couldn’t defend herself or her pups, nor be strong enough to leave him.
It was a shame really. He often compared the miko and Rin. They had a similar strive for life and all of nature’s perks and beauty. The miko had been broken, and her eyes no long held the fire he had first seen in them in his father’s tomb. In fact, they had dulled over the years, with each and every time he had battled the half-breed. Even then, she had still tried to protect him. Sesshomaru exited his room with his swords at his hips and headed to his ward’s room. He had not intended to induct her into his pack, but the girl had made a place in his daily routine. She was sprawled across her bed in an undignified manner as if she had a fitful sleep or was tired.
He was tempted to leave her here, in his worthless assistant’s care, but instinct was calling him to take his pack to InuYasha’s forest. “Rin, it is time to awaken if you wish to travel with this Sesshomaru.” He spoke gently, though emotions lacked his tone. He nudged her shoulder gently when she hadn’t stirred and she groaned then rolled away from his touch. “Rin you will cease this childishness and get up or you will be left here with Jaken.” The figure in the bed groaned once more and pulled the blankets over her head. Sesshomaru stood and walked to her door. “We will see your miko friend if you desire.” The adolescent leapt out of bed and hurried to her wardrobe.
“Just wait ten minutes for me Lord Sesshomaru-sama, and Rin will be ready.” Sesshomaru mentally chuckled and departed from her room and then outside where Jaken was waiting with a fully loaded Ah-Un.
“Where are we heading today milord?”
“We are traveling to InuYasha’s forest.”
“Are we finally going to put that worthless half-breed in his place milord?”
“This Sesshomaru does not kill pack if it is not necessary, no matter how incompetent. Rin is to be visiting the miko while we tend to other business.” Jaken groveled at his lord’s feet for three minutes about his generosity before Rin appeared and ran up to the two headed dragon with the exclamation of their names. She hugged Ah and Un equally before she gave them individual attention. Every day that passed, she began to remind him more and more of his deceased mother. His mind traveled to the memory of going so far as to dance in the rain. Her love for nature and its creations piqued his interest and curiosity. She seemed welcoming to any species, and perhaps this was why he kept her around.
Jaken’s screeching brought him violently from his thoughts as the two mounted his reptilian steed. Without word, Sesshomaru channeled his great youkai energy under his feet to form his yellow youkai cloud and rose gradually to the skies as he lead them on their next journey.
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