Time Bomb by PandaLove

Her

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Chapter One: Her

Kagome POV

"Once the jewel was completed and Naraku defeated, what else was there?"

She had tried to go back through the portal, but the well gave one last fizzle. It was as if the source of energy was exhausted. The full weight of this event slowly began to sink in, as she wandered back to the village in a zombie like state.

"My night and day were one seamless transition of wistful sadness, silent tears and worry."

What kind of wish could she possibly make that would correct this disaster that was now her life? Did she have to make a wish? She carried the weight of Shikon in

every fiber of her being every second of the day. What was not occupied by thoughts of the jewel were spent reminiscing about her future and family. Everyone had

each tried to get her to leave Kaede's hut, but failed. Even a little girl with flowers did nothing to pull her from a self-made prison. Every night when sleep claimed her

she found herself floating through time never stopping or going just floating. Even in sleep there was no peace. Yet, tonight she found that she was floating again this

time over Inuyasha's forest. How odd she mused. This dream was a little too realistic for her taste, it was freezing up here and her right arm was numb from the

points on the armor. A slight shift in her position gave view to her kidnapper. The telltale silver strands of silk, magenta strips, and aloof demeanor gave away the Lord of the Western Lands. A small snort escaped her lips.

Sesshomaru POV

Unbeknownst to Kagome said kidnapper silently rolled his eyes at the delirious Miko. It had been a whole season the harvest was upon them and the Miko was still

distraught. What had originally been thought as a bout of homesickness had just recently been reassessed as some sort of sickness. She lay tucked away against his

armor her scent heavy and tainted, what little skin that was exposed by her hakama was marred by black cracks. The once bright brown eyes reduced to an empty

charcoal. What had peaked his curiosity was when a surge of power had resonated from the old miko's hut. Leaving the patrol of his lands for a later date he entered the hut

and found the little Miko in a corner with cracks of soft pink and hues of purple seeping out of her. As his ward stroked her hair the glowing seemed to die down. Upon

closer inspection of what little flesh was exposed it appeared that she had black cracks where the light had been escaping from. The Miko came to with a slight fog over her

eyes, only to completely ignore him and cast a small smile at his ward. That action alone confirmed she was sick, no one ignored this Sesshomaru. Of course his half breed

of a brother had done nothing fruitful to care for a member of his pack. He swept up the Miko and called for his ward. This Sesshomaru would not make that mistake. If he

was correct in assuming that each surge would escalate than this Miko was a time bomb. With a surge of power of that magnitude that would mean many lives were at risk including that of the carrier of the bomb.

On his way out the old Miko addressed him, "Sesshomaru-sama before ye goes know that no herb or medicine of this time and her time have aided her

condition. Jinenji was also tasked with finding a cure for her ailment only to agree. The sickness that bears down on this child is not of this plane." A small nod was

the only response Kaede received.

Kagome POV

As if this dream could not be more bizarre Kagome could've sworn she saw a hint of concern in those pools of gold. A small wave of darkness washed over her as it

ebbed away she found herself floating again. Bright lights, the rustling of kimonos it was as if her worries doubt and pain were washed away. She opened her eyes

and felt normal. In fact better than normal almost elated. She found her surroundings reminiscent of Kenroku-en, she walked across a bridge musing over the slight

differences that the bushes had a cloud like touch to them or that the water seem composed of blue and gold hues and the peace this garden exuded soothed her

soul. She turned when the rustling of kimono layers drew her out; in front of her stood a tall and graceful woman beckoning her to the bench. Oddly enough that

fluffy cloud of a bench had not been on the bridge it's as if it materialized along with this hospitable entity. As soon as she regained control of her motor functions a

slew of questions jumbled out. The entity just smiled placed her hand on Kagome's cheek and as if on cue the lights were back on.

Sesshomaru POV

After a day of travel Sesshomaru made camp and placed the Miko close to the fire. He had been roused by a surge of power again this time no amount of soothing on

behalf of Rin eased the surge. Instinctively he reaches for his sword Bakusaiga but Tenseiga interrupts. It amazed him how much his father's swords favored this onna.

It was as if each pulse of the sword lessened each spike in the waves that the little onna radiated. It even went as far as reducing the cracks that marred her skin. Jaken and even Rin were startled by the scene that had played out in front of them.

With zero hesitation Sesshomaru addressed Jaken, "find Myogua." The true miracle would surface the next day.

Kagome POV

As if these weird dreams weren't enough she woke up outside alone in middle of nowhere in desperate need of a bath; shaking her head she started to inspect the

camp she found herself in. Kagome was very surprised when she turned around to find Sesshomaru materialize in her line of view. It seemed like minutes passed as the

silent exchange between the two ended when the ice lord spoke first, "Explain yourself."

Her jaw moved but no words came out. There was nothing to explain she was awake and he needed to explain why she was there.

"This Sesshomaru asked a question Miko" he repeated. It was something he disliked doing.

"I don't know Sesshomaru-sama, but why are you here? Where is Inuyasha, Sango, Miroku?" anxiously questioned the Miko.

As she waited for his response it never came it was like someone pushed the play button and he walked away leaving her once again in the middle of the camp astonished, speechless and above all oblivious.

Sesshomaru POV

This was a curious development first the Miko is border line catatonic and then she just awakens completely ignorant of past events and current predicament. Either

she was as dense as her brother or there were more pieces to this puzzling onna. He was pulled out of his musings by the groveling of Myoga and his retainer. As

Myoga received all the information from Sesshomaru-sama he found it quite odd that Lady Kagome would hide in the bushes.

"Miko, step out of the bushes so the flea may question you."

The simple command drew a startled Eeep from the blundering priestess. It was at this time Kagome relayed her version of the past months and her most recent

encounter with a celestial hime in a very heavenly looking garden. The weight of the information the priestess absorbed could be seen as her shoulders started to

hunch over.

In the past the Lord of the West had seen how a bath could change the demeanor of the enigma in front of him. "We are done", he stated sharply as he walked

towards the camp.

Kagome POV

At this point Kagome had no choice but to follow. She mulled over all the information stressing her lower lip and bumping into the Lord of the Western lands.

A muffled apology escaped her abused lips and a cough startled her back into the present. In front of her was a spring, suddenly aware of her disheveled state she turned

to Sesshomaru to ask for privacy but found he had exited as quickly as he had entered. Either she smelled or the ice lord needed his own time to process the information.

She stripped off according to the body part that needed to be washed; she found it hard to cleanse her body with none of her hygiene supplies.

Sesshomaru POV

"I have to get used to this, there are no more trips back home" contemplated the little onna. The wistful tone evident if only the water could wash away the dirt that suffocated her soul.

Kagome POV

As she cleaned herself off she noticed the cracks the group had addressed. It was minimal, but she could see them. Strange the cracks felt smooth and cool yet the

energy that seeped out was different from her energy. How could this be? The more she concentrated on isolating the energy the stronger it trickled out of the

cracks. Unbeknownst to her it was as if her attempts were cultivating more cracks till finally an arm whisked her away. Kagome found herself somewhere in between

alarmed and irate.

"Why did you do that Sesshomaru-sama" the outrage evident in her voice.

"This Sesshomaru sensed Naraku" stated an equally annoyed demon lord.

It was as if the light bulb clicked the energy that was seeping out of her had the same feeling of the energy the jewel exuded when it was tainted.

"Sesshomaru-sama it wasn't Naraku it was me."

That one statement was enough for him to deem the onna in his hands past being an enigma now she was a walking contradiction. How can someone capable of

purifying the Shikon radiate that dark energy? As soon as her feet touched firm land he dropped her and walked away leaving Kagome in disarray.

Mumbling about stuck up ice lords and rude dog demons Kagome finished cleaning herself up and making her way back to the camp.

Her loud stride alerted him to her presence. "Miko you tread like a graceless animal"

She was done! Who did he think he was?!

Before any of her outburst could materialize itself a clawed hand found its way around her throat and two golden orbs glared at her. "You will control yourself, the energy you release could hurt yourself or lesser beings."

At that moment she noticed the light laughter of Rin terrorizing Jaken as they made their way to the camp. A wave of shame swept over her as she whispered, "Sorry."