Eyes of a Hunter

Chapter 12
A/N: haha sorry about that last chapter fake out lol. What?! I thought it was funny! Either way thanks for not killing me for that little joke. Some of the comments made me laugh Sweetcakes I'll remember you when this story is done you know. So thanks everyone for your should i say support? We're so close to being done that im excited!! So hey review pretty please!

To reviewers:

A huge thank you to all who reviewed my story. I am comppletely floored also they cracked me up with your threats and promise of spankings. You do realise i'm 20 right? You so can't spank me!

To Phoenix Wolf: Thank you for reviewing Phoenix Wolf. I read your room serivice story awesome and majorly hot. People check it out but make sure youre in like a cooold room cause its hot!

To Sweetcakes: No taking my cookies or you wont get the present i have for the constructive reviewers after the fic is done!

To Snowfall: I know! No sex! Did you think I couldeven write somethign without it? As I'm shocked as well, but no worries there will be some again soon but if not just go back and read the other sex scenes.

To rowdy girl/cat?
Yea sorry lol I thought it was funny. Come on you have to admit it was. Also dont worry I cry easily too tis why i dont read the news paper. I ended up reding it at school and front page 11 yo boy drowned trying to save his little friend. Burst into tears in class.

Jayficlover: Hopefully this chapter answers your questions

To Metis: I wont lose interest. Woot we're almost done. First time ever that I'll have finished a story! Keep reviewing or i may just give up like ive done with the other hmm 6 or so fics ive started

To Tana-sama (i chose the sama instead)- well id say you're mah inspiration for writing so soon as I read your reviews on A single spark and thought okay now you just gotta write with such a nice set of reviews so thanks. I'm not actually tired of the story. In fact i feel invigorated. I truly enjoyed writingthis story even though it was only supposed to be a one or 2 shot pwp. so Thank you

To Tamara: Glad you liked the story. I will not give up you people take my words to seriously. Ive gotten this far and I want to see what happens too. They had a great story so lets continue it is my opinion. Thank you for reviewing and leaving such a great bunch of lines. I will never say dont review unless its like hurtful flames to mah story. I will finish the photograph when im done this story. So thats like January i Believe.

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She could feel herself floating. There was no sense of direction really. Awareness came slowly to Kagome and she prepared for the pain. There was none. All that remained was the dark world that surrounded her being. She felt her heart pound out a beat of rising panic against the bones of her ribs. Am I dead? She questioned on one in particular. All that answered was the oppressing silence. Her panic grew.

Self pity kicked in and the tears of so many regrets settled upon her solidly, taking away her breath. That was not how it was supposed to be, she sobbed heart wrenchingly. The girl always gets the guy and they live happily ever after. But her tears did nothing to solve the problem. Their depressing factors only increased her despair. She felt nothing trapped within a dark world of death? Near death? She did not know but if it was death then it was most definitely hell. No god would take her away from life just after things got bad.

She tried to calm her heart. The thudding echoed within the silent void that she was trapped within. How did she get here, the paramount question within her mind. She tried and tried to summon the images of events preceding her death.

Pain…

It assaulted her mind, like massive strikes of current shocking through the recesses of her mind. But the images came then. She saw it all. Her life, Sesshomaru. It had all happened so fast. What had ever encouraged her to seek this man—no youkai out? At first though she really did not have a choice. He had taken her against her will but not against her body’s desires. She had craved him and like an addict she had accepted his violent passionate love making every single time he came to her.

But that last time…

Pained memories of the last encounter flashed through her mind with such vivid clarity that they had her gasping in shock at the look of lust and wanting on her face… in her mind… She had wanted it. She had wanted him. She had always wanted him. It was just how it was. Yet he had taken her in anger, made her feel less than worthy, like dirt, like a cheap whore. Maybe that is what she was. She had given her virginity to him without even knowing who he was. Hardly a protest came from her when he had first taken it

Maybe that was why she was so upset. That he had realised her loose tendencies and had treated her like what she really was. Tears filled her eyes as she remembered her wanton behaviour. A bitter smile touched her lips in the dark world that she resided within.

But then the images changed to something else.

She saw herself…

She saw herself on a bed…

She saw herself on a bed in pain.

A gasp left her lips at the ferocity of the spasms racking through her remembered body. It shook her and pushed through her body like a demonic possession. She saw it, the pain. It was on her face, in her mind, her body. It lasted for hours upon hours and she had no idea how she endured it. Humans. The things they can endure. Yet she had made it to the phone and as she saw the images of her body trembling violently as she called her friend she started to cry. What was wrong? She did not know what was wrong with her. Was this the cause of her death? It had to be.

Then she saw it.

Blood…

“I’m bleeding,” she gasped.

Yes you are, a quiet voice said deafeningly within the void of physical darkness. She started in fear

“Wh-who is it?” she asked quietly, timidly afraid that it may be the devil coming to harvest her soul. Brilliant light exploded through the void, blinding her. She gasped at the assault on her retinas Slowly opening her lids to realise that the dark oppressive void had changed into a bright pink world.

Confusion marred her face as she wondered what was happening. Then she saw her. Herself? She was looking at herself. Shock widened her blue eyes. An exact double of herself stood before her. The only exception was that she wore the traditional white and red Miko uniform. “How is this possible? You can’t be me. I’m me.”

The unemotional face of her double stared at her for a moment letting the silence drag before responding. I am a physical representation of your Miko powers combined with the power of the Shikon no Tama buried within you,

Blinking in even more confusion, Kagome asked, “The wha? Shikonotama? What’s that?”

You have forgotten. The powers responded almost sadly. It is thanks to you that ningen, hanyou and youkai still exist freely today yet you have forgotten. No matter I will fix that.

Heat ensnared her, blinded her in its brilliance, assaulted her mind. Then they came. Images, a well, Inuyasha, Naraku, Shippo, All her friends. She remembered and tears came anew as she realised that her closest friends were gone now. She would never see them again. Covering her eyes with her hands she wept for lost memories and family. She remembered it all. Everything and she know knew what the Kagome-miko meant.

You remember. You should never forget for your memories are all that are left of that time long ago. No one remembers it except a few powerful youkai.

A blanket of weary tiredness settled on Kagome’s shoulders. It was all just too much. “Tell me. Why are you here? What do you want?” she asked in a defeated voice. She was so tired al of a sudden and she just wanted to sleep. She wanted to fade away into oblivion and never return where the memories hurt so much.

You are dying came the grave words. Yet they held no impact to the young woman. She could hardly care anymore. She just wanted to sleep and forget. Sleep and ease the constant pain within her heart. Please listen to me. I can feel you fading. You are human and you have a choice. Choose to fight for life.

“Why should I bother?” she said in a defeated voice. Lines of weariness marred her face. “There’s nothing waiting for me in life. At least in death I know that the pain will stop.”

You’re wrong. There is something waiting for you in life. Your baby.

Silence…

Silence……

Silence………

“W-what?” Her voice shivered with the rest of her body. “What baby? I’m not pregnant.” Fear and hope wormed its way into her heart.

Yes you are. You are pregnant with Sesshomaru’s child. The child is draining you this is why you are so weak. You have not come to terms yet with who you are and so as the child drains you I am forced to try to eject it from your body. You triggered this with your fight with the baby’s father. And now you have a choice to make.

“I don’t understand what you mean?” she was struggling to come to terms with the new information. She couldn’t be pregnant. It was just not possible. Well it was but someone like her just couldn’t be pregnant. She didn’t know how to be pregnant.

Well I, Your powers, sensed your upset directed at the youkai prince and in reaction your mind is telling me to get rid of the baby. Your upset with him is jeopardising yours and the baby’s life.

“I’m pregnant?” she said stupidly, shock still foremost on her mind.

Yes you are, but you wont be for long if you do not listen.

“I’m listening,” she said, her hands going to cradle her stomach protectively. She was pregnant. With Sesshomaru’s baby. A smile spread across her face. She was pregnant with Sesshomaru’s baby.

You have to fight for the baby. Fight for his or her life. As right now either you both die, the baby dies or you save the two of you.

“I don’t want my baby to die. I don’t want to die either.” Determination rang within her voice. It laced itself within her heart and strengthened it as well as that of her baby. “I want to live. We will not die.”

As you wish

Darkness.

Not again. I don’t want to dieTears clouded her eyes as a hoarse croak escaped her lips

“Kagome?” a soft hopeful voice whispered. “Kagome?” it came louder as rustling was heard. Her eyes drifted open to gaze onto that of her family members and friends. “Oh my god She’s awake.” The room erupted into a abundance of noise as questions of concern fought with each other to gain her attention. She fell back into sleep

When next she opened her eyes she was greeted by morning light and quiet serenity of an empty room. She inexplicably felt drained and emotional. So much had happened in so little time. Tiredly her hands creepy over to her stomach. So flat yet within there was a baby. A little child. Her baby. Hugging herself she let a few tears slip down her face before she wiped them away. She was strong. She would handle it like all other single mothers. She had enough money and she could still work for a short while before she began to show.

There was no way that she was going back to Sesshomaru. He had spent years drilling his dislike of hanyou into her mind and she would never let her child face a father who wanted his or her death. She would never let her child near that man. Her head moved forward to the opening door. A tired smile graced her face as her mom and Shiori entered.

They smiled back as they hurried to the bed with words of sympathy and love floating around them. Reassured of her place in their tiny family, Kagome burst into horrible tears of fear and sorrow. Her feelings were finally allowed to surface.

“Mom,” she sobbed. “I’m pregnant. I’m going to have a baby.” And the tears renewed at the gravity of the situation. She was going to be a mom.

“We know sweetheart.” Her mom said also close to tears seeing her first born so torn. “I didn’t know that you were seeing anyone much less being intimate but honey just know that we will be here for you.” Her mother paused as some thing dawned on her. “Finally I’m going to be someone’s grandma,” she said smiling kindly at her daughter.

A teary laugh escaped her daughter as she remembered all those times when her mother had begged her for grandchildren to pamper and spoil. “Yea mom.”

“So…” she hesitated, somehow sensing that it was a difficult subject. “Who should we call?” Her heart seized as her daughter’s face closed with grief and heartbreak. It was as she had thought.

“No one,” came the cold almost unemotional words yet the silent tears that slid down her face belied the truth of those words. Her hands snaked around her waist again, protectively. Her baby would be safe. No one would ever hurt her child

Not ever…

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The peel of the doorbell wrenched through the quiet house interrupting the sleeping couple. A grunt and a groan was its answer as a pale clawed hand sneaked tightly around the dark haired woman fast asleep in the bed.

Again the bell rang more insistent that time. “G’ awy,” came the muffled shout. One could hardly blame him. It was early morning Sunday. No one was awake at this time of the day. Taking a deep breath, he sighed contently at the feel of his wife next to him

Again the bell rang and it was met with an angry growl from the male and a, “Answer the door Inuyasha,” from the female. He growled again, grumbling as he got up to do as his wife bade. “Stupid people don’t know when to go away… waking me up on a fucking Sunday morning… solicitor I’ll rip their fucking heart out,” he grumbled stretching. Unkinking muscles that had knotted up during the night of restful sleep. Clad only in PJ bottoms, Inuyasha opened his front door with a “What do you w—” the rest of his sentence ended in a gurgled groan.

Sesshomaru stood in his doorway holding onto his throat, poisoned claws sinking beneath flesh. “Good morning to you too little brother. I think it’s time we had a little chat. Don’t you think?”

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help from the readers:
I need to pick a nice baby name I'm not sure if its gonna be a boy or a girl but id like boy names as if its gonna be a girl then her name will be Saori. So if you can suggest any boy names then that will be great. thanks a lot and thanks for reading. Don't forget to review as it makes me happy