Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Life's Prison: A Thief's Goal ❯ Changes ( Chapter 11 )

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Wakizashi- traditional Japanese sword with a shoto blade between 12 and 24 inches

Ya- arrow

Hami-Yumi- sacred longbow

Hamaya- purity arrows

Okinawa- fruit bat

Onmyoji- court diviners that studied the five elements and could control shikigami

Shikigami- spirits summoned to serve or protect

Hitodama- spirit flame

Amenonuhoko- spear used to divide the islands of Japan

 

 

 

Changes

 

 

 

“Talking”

 

`Thinking'

 

Memories

 

Stressed

 

 

 

Dancing on the threads of consciousness wasn't something uncommon to this girl. Not able to open her eyes she just laid limp and bathed in the warmth. She could tell she wasn't on Kirara's back. She was currently being held within a pair of arms. The wind blew against her face making her nose twitch at the chill. Trying to voice some words a small groan came from within her. She felt the rushing wind stop, and jerked as they landed on the ground. She finally slipped into the darkness that threatened to consume her.

 

Kuronue quickly ran towards Miroku and Sango's hut. He gently let his mind brush against the Miko's to only feel she was unaware. Caring not to knock he stepped inside only to meet emerald eyes. Ignoring the glare he walked into one of the rooms and laid Kagome's form on a spare futon. Brushing a stray lock behind her ear he turned to meet an accusing glare from the Taijiya. He then looked to see that the Houshi held his hand on her shoulder with a look of confusion, not accusation.

 

“What did you do to her?” Sango growled as she looked upon the fallen figure of her sister.

 

“I would never harm her,” Kuronue stated as he glared at the human.

 

“What do you call her broken form over there?” Sango shouted as her eyes began to mist.

 

“She rejoined her other half of her soul,” Kuronue explained as he sat next to her.

 

“Kikyo would never give up her part,” Sango growled as she took a menacing step forward. Miroku pulled her back and shook his head.

 

“If Kuronue harmed her, he wouldn't have brought her back here,” Miroku calmly reasoned as he walked towards Kagome's body.

 

“It could be a trap,” Shippo muttered. Kuronue growled at the kit. Shippo growled back only to be silenced with a glare from Miroku.

 

Miroku then looked at Kagome's body checking for injury before he held his hands an inch above her. Closing his violet eyes he let his ki lightly brush against hers. Forehead creasing in concentration he pushed a little bit more. Opening his eyes he looked up at Kuronue and smiled. He stood up and brushed his robes off before he turned to face Sango.

 

“Her soul is whole,” Miroku explained.

 

“Then what's wrong with her?” Sango questioned as she wiped her eyes.

 

“Was the soul tainted?” Shippo questioned.

 

“A soul is the purest part of a human, it can't become tainted. It is the heart and the mind that become tainted; the soul is naturally pure. Very rarely is the soul tainted,” Miroku explained.

 

“Then what happened,” Sango demanded in worry.

 

“You see the Sakura petals on her forehead?” Miroku asked.

 

“Ya, they're kind of obvious,” Shippo replied.

 

“A Miko's soul is constantly reincarnated until it reaches the state of being close with the gods. When the soul reaches this point they receive that symbol. They then remember all their past lives and feel the emotions and personalities of the past,” Miroku explained.

 

“Did it overload her?” Shippo questioned with interest.

 

“Yes, Kagome came out of the Tama with the mark upon her headband because she joined with souls of the Tama and freed them,” Miroku began.

 

“So Kikyo's half did what?” Sango asked.

 

“Kikyo's half was awakened when separated, so she traveled and grew more then before. Her experiences and emotions increased her Miko ki. So when the soul became complete it finished its final reincarnation and the mark I'm guessing is on her skin now,” Miroku wisely explained.

 

“Will she live,” Kuronue asked.

 

“If she is strong enough she will. The personalities, emotions, and power could cause her to implode,” Miroku whispered.

 

“She is strong enough,” Sango confidently said before she left the room.

 

“That she is,” Miroku agreed before he left and took Shippo.

 

Kuronue sat on the futon and placed her head on his lap. He raised his fingers and gently traced the Sakura blossom on her forehead. Sighing in frustration he put his index fingers to her forehead. He was a Koumori, an older one that should be to communicate with others by mind. He let his youki brush against hers and recognized that she was dreaming. He could also feel another youki with her. Wishing he could contact her he ran his fingers through her hair.

 

 

 

Standing up she leaned against the rock that sat beside her. Letting her blue eyes scan her area she noticed that nothing moved. Taking a deep breath she found nothing entered her lungs. It was dusk and she couldn't feel the cool breeze or the warmth of the sun. Leaning against the rock she looked to the distant and her eyes widened. Reaching her hand out she touched the sphere that glowed with a bluish flame.

 

“Hitodama,” Kagome whispered in surprise.

 

“Eerily beautiful aren't they,” a voice said from behind her. Gasping in shock she turned around to face the voice. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she fell to her knees. Her vision blurred the person standing ahead of her.

 

“Inu…yasha?” Kagome whispered. His amber gaze met her blue eyes as he walked closer to her. Kagome took notice that he seemed to float more then walk with each step. He kneeled next to her and pulled her to his chest.

 

“Kagome, it's me,” He assured as he held her against him.

 

“Am I dead? Did you come here to escort me?” Kagome whispered.

 

“Stupid, you're not dead. You're to stubborn to die,” Inuyasha lightly joked.

 

“Where are we then?” Kagome asked as she pulled away and sat down. He sighed and sat in front of her, keeping her delicate hand in his.

 

“I've got only a few minutes to explain this to you, but we're in your mind,” Inuyasha answered.

 

“Why?” Kagome questioned.

 

“You house the souls of the Tama, the darkened souls are pushing you for their freedom,” Inuyasha seriously said.

 

“Is that why I did what I did to that silver?” Kagome questioned.

 

“Yes, the darkened souls were pushing you, they can never be free unless you allow them to. Even then they would only power your dark desires, but they wouldn't take control of you,” Inuyasha explained.

 

“This isn't good,” Kagome mumbled.

 

“There is a way to separate those souls from you,” Inuyasha began.

 

“How?” She eagerly asked.

 

“You must use Amenonuhoko to separate them. The spear has the power to separate and create,” Inuyasha finished.

 

“Where is it?” Kagome asked, feeling that he really didn't know.

 

“I'm not sure,” Inuyasha sheepishly said.

 

“Thank you though,” Kagome said as she felt herself waking.

 

“Anything for you,” he whispered as he leaned in closer to her face.

 

Kagome watched as his lips slowly inch toward hers. Licking her lips in nervousness she sighed as she placed her hands on his chest. She then pushed him away before they could connect. He gave her a knowing look as he just hugged her instead.

 

“I'm sorry,” Kagome whispered.

 

“It's alright,” Inuyasha whispered into her hair.

 

“I feel so confused…like I'm betraying you,” Kagome whispered as she let a tear escape.

 

“Don't…I'm glad that you found someone,” he whispered.

 

“I haven't…”

 

“Don't deny it. I see him in your eyes. You deserve to live…to feel…to be loved,” Inuyasha assured with a true smile.

 

“I'll never forget you,” Kagome assured.

 

“Good, but you don't have to only live with memories,” Inuyasha explained.

 

“I'm waking,” Kagome whispered.

 

“He's waiting…and your dad says hi,” Inuyasha quickly said as she began to fade.

 

“How?” Kagome asked.

 

“There is no time for spirits…we're every where,” Inuyasha said as she vanished.

 

 

 

Kuronue watched as the movement beneathe her eyelids increased. He felt the other youki leave her body. Holding his breathe he watched as her eyelids slowly drew back. Expecting to meet her blue gaze he met gray eyes. He still smiled, happy to see she was awake. It had been a day. Lightly coughing to clear her thoart he softy pushed her to a sitting position and passed her a glass of water. Taking an eager drink she shifted so she faced him. He ran his thumb along her cheekbone as he studied her eyes.

 

“What's wrong?” She softly asked.

 

“Your eyes are gray with hints of blue,” he answered.

 

“Kikyo,” Kagome whispered. The woman would haunt her in her own body. Kagome flinched when she remebered the memories of her life, the emotions that she felt.

 

“Your still you,” Kuronue assured with a relieved smile.

 

“I feel different, I see the world through her eyes…my eyes,” Kagome whispered.

 

“What do you see?” He asked.

 

“I see evil and good,” Kagome said referring to Kuronue.

 

Kikyo's personality told her to dispise him for being youkai and her personality told her it didn't matter. Ignoring the other personality aspects she embraced the youkai with open arms. He tensed for a moment before he relaxed and wrapped his arms around her. Kagome inhaled his scent and felt relieved to smell, he smelled of a cool night's breeze. He in turn silently inhaled her scent. He wasn't surpised to find that she smelt of sakura blossoms. Kagome pulled away with a smile.

 

“I have to leave,” Kagome stated causing him to go stiff in worry, shock, and disbelief.

 

 

 

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