InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Blood is Thicker than Water ❯ A Moment in Death, A Moment in Madness ( Chapter 12 )

12. A Moment in Death, A Moment in Madness

 

 

The sword at Sesshomaru' s side pulsed sensing its master's desire, with surprise Sesshomaru pulled Tensaiga, relieved to see the death messengers creeping around his Rin, concerned about himself for once again caring for the human child. Inuyasha still held the girl's bleeding body; the wind blades had ripped her youthful flesh to ribbons, Sesshomaru struck with a fluid movement dispatching the imps trying to collect Rin's soul.

 

 

Rin's chocolate eyes fluttered open as she struggled for life breath, her massive wounds closing from the power of the Tensaiga. Scared and confused she looked upon Inuyasha; she franticly wiggled from his arms relieved to see Sesshomaru at her side.

 

 

“Oh Lord Sesshomaru!” The child seemed to already forget the ordeal she had been through. She tightly hugged her master, a smile plastered on her face.

 

 

Sesshomaru ignored the attention, sheathing his sword playing the ever-indignant youkai lord that no feeling could ever touch.

 

 

“Just where do you think you are going Kagura?” Miroku eyed the witch trying to sneak off down the hall with out notice to the others.

 

 

Kagura took one step only to hear a whoosh of air, and a Kitana land into the wall only a half-inch from her nose. “Stay where you are.” Sango was now standing; Kohaku flung over Kirara's back, the slayer was livid, waves of anger radiated from the woman.

 

 

Even the great Sesshomaru seemed to notice stepping back as Sango passed by him, the wild look in her eyes making Kagome shudder, and Inuyasha if truth be told was afraid to open his mouth, youkai and hanyou females in Inuyasha's opinion could still not hold a candle to the wrath of human women, they were scarier too; at least with youkai or hanyou you know where you stood, human women had a way of lulling you into a since of security, then blowing up, making you wish you had never been born. The look on Miroku's face made Inuyasha believe the monk was thinking the same thing. Inuyasha flattened his ears waiting for the screaming to come from Sango, he shied back grabbing Kagome for protection, Kagome looked into his eyes questioning.

 

 

“Wuss.” Kagome whispered in his ear, Sesshomaru turned to the miko's comment for his brother with a smirk on his lips. Sesshomaru smirked at her!

 

 

Miroku stood wide-eyed between Sango and Kagura, realizing he was in a very bad situation, he was unsure if he would rather deal with Naraku's incarnation or Sango? Either way he needed to get his lecherous self out of both of their reach.

 

 

Sango advanced on Kagura she stood a foot from the wind witch, the glower in her features darkening, Kagura was sure this was to be the moment of her demise. Sango with the speed of a serpent punched Kagura once with a right cross, landing on her jaw-line, and a left fist to the stomach. Kagura lost her breath dropping to her knees before the enraged slayer. Sango withdrew her sword from the wall wrapping the hilt hard against the back of Kagura's head, the crack from Kagura's skull would have been death if she had been human, but her youkai blood saving her from breathing her last breath.

 

 

“Ouch.” Miroku winced. Hurriedly stepping from his fiancée. In no way or shape was Miroku going to get in her way at this moment in time.

 

 

“Kirara!” Sango called the fire cat to her, which Kirara did instantly, standing at her mistresses' side. Sango looked briefly to Miroku. “Bring her.”

 

 

“Yes my Sango.” Miroku choked out.

 

 

“Whoa…you all did see that right?” Kagome questioned rubbing her neck, the bruise was throbbing, and her throat was tight, but she was sure she felt better than Kagura did right now, or would when she woke up.

 

Miroku shook his head looking down at the youkai. “And I asked her to marry me. By the Kami's I'm in trouble.”

 

 

“YOU WHAT!” Kagome eked out in surprise, her voice not wanting to comply with her bruised vocal cords to the volume she was trying to achieve.

 

 

“You monk should run.” Sesshomaru commented leading Rin away from the group, walking through the gaping hole in his castle to survey the damage.

 

 

Inuyasha watched his brother walk off. “Did he just try to make a joke?”

 

 

“I think he did.” Kagome looked in disbelief to Inuyasha. “Come on, let's go help Sango.” Inuyasha walked to Kagura flinging her over his shoulder, cringing in a moment of pain forgetting the wound the Tanto blade caused to his back.

 

 

“My thanks Inuyasha, I did not wish to drag her body to the room.” Miroku half bowed to his friend.

 

 

“Feh, baka monk ask that woman to marry you, what were you thinking she's going to kick your ass.” Inuyasha mocked.

 

 

“Inuyasha!” Kagome walked behind her mate hitting him in the back of the head for his comment.

 

 

“Hey wench! Why'd you do that?” Inuyasha teasingly growled snapping his fangs at her.

 

 

“They make a cute couple.” Kagome picked up her pace walking past the two men sticking out her tongue at them on the way by. “No sense of romance, you're hopeless Inuyasha.”

 

 

“Yea let me take that tongue of yours.” Inuyasha muttered under his breath. “At least it would keep the sit word from bashing me.” Inuyasha grumbled to Miroku who could not help but chuckle at his comment.

 

 

“What was that?” Kagome questioned, well knowing what he had said.

 

 

“Oh nothing.” Inuyasha rolled his eyes watching Kagome turn to the hall before them. “What are we going to do with Kagura, better yet what is Sango going to do with her?”

 

 

“Well she is the reason why we came into your brothers territory, conceivably she should be able to tell us where Naraku is hiding. If not I guess we let Sango beat her to death. What If he comes looking for her?” Miroku mused as they followed behind Kagome making sure to stay out of earshot of the miko.

 

 

“All the better, then we face him. That's what I'm good at.” Inuyasha grinned, the idea of ripping Naraku apart was a pleasing thought, and one that he had harbored for what seemed a lifetime.

 

 

“Yes, then Sango would give me many sons.” Miroku sheepishly looked to Inuyasha.

 

 

“No daughters?”

 

 

“Nah, too much trouble, they have to be married off, and no man would be good enough for our daughter. What if they meet an dishonorable man?” Miroku stopped in the hall, Inuyasha turned to look at him.

 

 

“What a man like you?” Inuyasha questioned raising a brow to his companion.

 

 

“Exactly!” Miroku shook the thought from his head. “No, no, no, only sons. No daughter of mine is going to meet someone like me.”

 

 

Kagome had her hand over her mouth to keep her from laughing out loud, as she hid around the corner listening to the boys' conversation. See, I knew their talk was not all battles and lecherous thoughts! Oh Sango I wish you were hearing this.

 

 

Inuyasha walked on carrying Kagura, Miroku delved deeper into his ideas on children. He looked back at Inuyasha following him.

 

 

“What about you Inuyasha, boys or girls?”

 

 

“Miroku, why are we getting into this now? I mean come on I am carrying the woman your woman just beat the hell out of, an' you're asking me about pups?”

 

 

Inuyasha griped under his breath, then he thought about it for a moment, he knew he wanted pups with Kagome, he just never gave it a serious priority, what if he didn't live past the last battle? Oh, not a good thought, then Kouga would come back around trying to take his mate after he was gone. Inuyasha could not control the growl that erupted from him at the thought of Kouga with his Kagome.

 

 

“Ya know just fuckin' shut up Miroku! Kouga's never gonna touch Kagome.” Inuyasha rounded the corner bumping into Kagome, he snarled at her, walking past her in a huff. “Kouga! Stinking wolf won't touch my mate!” Inuyasha stalked off, he nearly went through the shoji door into the room.

 

 

Miroku stopped in his footsteps blinking in disbelief. “I never said anything about Kouga?”

 

 

“I don't think you have to, he still worries about Kouga coming after me.” Kagome walked into the room where Sango sat, her brothers head in her lap.

 

 

Shippo and Makkura were as far as possible from the boy, uncertain what he would do when he wakes up. Shippo eyed Sango wearily; Kohaku had turned on them before, and now would be no different. Shippo yelled out as Inuyasha flopped the unconscious body of Kagura before the boys, Makkura sniffed at her wrinkling up his nose at the unpleasant smell of the woman.

 

 

Sango caught the gaze of her “sister” the tears were pouring from her eyes. “Help him.”

 

 

“I…I don't know if I can Sango, but I'll try.” Kagome had no idea what to do, here lie before her an instrument wielded by Naraku; he was not the brother Sango so desperately wished for.

 

 

Kagome felt the pull of the jewel shard it's light tainted by Naraku's evil, she unwittingly found herself reaching out for the boy, surprised when a hazy blue energy began pulsing from her own hands, her skin was saturated in the light, her eyes dimly shined with the power, yet it seemed to be contained. Inuyasha shuddered the waves of spiritual energy from Kagome made his skin crawl, it felt to him like a million ants were running through his blood stream, it was not painful, but no where near comfortable. He looked at Makkura and Shippo they two felt the pulse of the miko surging through the room. Kirara had already retreated into the hall, not that the hall way would save her if Kagome's energy exploded again. Inuyasha fixed his eyes on Kagomes hands, as they seemed to stroke the boys' dark aura, her hand came to rest over his back where the tainted shard lay buried in flesh. The light intensified, Kagome was visibly tensed, and her eyes were squeezed shut tightly in deep concentration. With a gasp that made Inuyasha jump, her eyes flew open, her head lolled back, and a dark purple miasma began seeping up into Kagome's hand, being drawn from the boy's once tainted jewel shard. Kagome exhaled and fell to her side, Sango sat motionless afraid of what to do.

 

 

“Kagome?” Inuyasha knelt to her, smoothing her hair from her face, her eyes opened, she looked up to Inuyasha with a smile. “You alright?” She nodded sitting up, Miroku looked to be in complete shock, and Sango weekly smiled at her friend.

 

“That wasn't so bad this time Kagome.” Shippo bounded into her lap hugging his surrogate mother tightly. “What did you do?”

 

 

“I…well I just saw the dark, tainted shard, and I willed it to purify, I really had no conscience thought about it my body just did it. I can't believe it worked, and I didn't hurt anyone?” Makkura was shaking his head `no', as was the kit in her lap. “Where did the miasma go?”

 

 

“Lady Kagome?” Miroku quizzically looked to her. “You drew the miasma into yourself, how do you feel?”

 

 

Kagome looked down at her charred hand making it into a fist, and then opening it slowly. “I, feel fine.” Kagome looked back to Inuyasha smiling kissing him sweetly, the look of concern on his face bothering her. “Really Inuyasha I'm fine.”

 

 

Inuyasha did not know whether the believe her or not, but this time was different, she did not loose complete control of the powers, maybe her subconscious is beginning to take hold of what ever force is driving the spiritual energy. It occurred to him that maybe Miroku was right about another entity within in his mate; she did change when taken over, almost like a possession. Inuyasha frowned very confused, he was not good at these sorts of things, no give him something to destroy, that he could do.

 

 

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Sesshomaru silently walked out into his destroyed garden, he wished to lay eyes on the body of his mother. He paused looking down at Rin; she returned the look with a smile and giggle, the destruction littered around her seeming not to affect her mood at all. She was awful cheery for a girl dead to the world not to long ago. His sakura trees had been uprooted; he followed the scent of his mother farther back into the garden. Sesshomaru came to a halt near the wall. A drying pool of blood lay as evidence to his mother, yet her body was gone. She had either lived through the ordeal, or someone had taken her body, Sesshomaru was prone to believe the former rather than the latter of two possibilities. Sesshomaru's mother was an effective escape artist, she knew when to leave a situation, how else was she able to survive for near a thousand years. Sesshomaru growled to himself causing Rin to jump. Sesshomaru was not one to take being used lightly, she would return… eventually.

 

 

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Kohaku awoke with a scream to rival those souls tortured in hell, his hands flying to his head, he pulled at his hair, as if trying to pluck some horrific image from his mind, the boy looked franticly around the room, his gaze wild he recognized no one. The boy shrieked again trying to get to his feet, Kohaku stumbled around the room, and falling to his knees as a concerned Kirara entered the room. The look on Kohaku's face was a picture of confusion, he recognized Kirara, and the recognition scared the life out of him. Sango placed her hand on his shoulder only to have it violently slapped away, Kohaku struggled to his feet backing himself into a corner, looking at the collection of humans, youkai, and hanyou with madness glinting in his eyes.

 

 

“He's remembering.” Kagome whispered to herself. “So much pain in his heart.”

 

 

Each time Kohaku blinked his senses were assaulted with an overload of memories, blood, so much blood, screaming, his screaming, his blood, my father, my sister… Kohaku pushed himself against the wall feeling the wooden beam behind him. The tormented boy tightly shut his eyes, he began to hit the beam with the back of his head, harder and harder; spider webs of bright light and pain filled his senses, pushing back the memories, harder, harder! Kohaku was bashing his head so hard the room shook, Sango cried out to him, but Kohaku had no recognition of her, his eyes were closed, he was no longer sentient. Yes, he was moving but his mind was shutting down.

 

 

“Stop him Inuyasha.” Kagome grabbed Sango who was sobbing uncontrollably.

 

 

Miroku and Inuyasha were so stunned as they watched the boy; they were rooted in place by the nature of Kohaku's actions. If Kagome hadn't broke the trance they would have continued to watch the boy in horrified silence. Inuyasha tackled the boy, pinning him beneath his body, not knowing what to do with him now that he had him. Miroku stood over the hanyou looking down in disbelief as a pool of crimson began haloing his head on the tatami floor, the boy was thrashing violently pinned under Inuyasha, but he was no longer screaming, now his tone turned to more of a defeated whimper, his mind was beaten, but his body refused to give up.