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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
23
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9,559
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56
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Tsaisuki's power
Disclaimer: Yeah... don't own IY... but Tsaisuki and all my fun original characters, as well as this storyline are mine!
Chapter 12: Tsaisuki's Power
~*~*~*~
InuYasha paced in frustration. Tsaisuki had been missing for far too long. Sango and Miroku stood nearby, watching as he slowly dung himself a hole. “She can take care of herself,” Sango placated.
Miroku remained silent, his heart still broken after she had run from him. He, like InuYasha, was worried for the azure kitsune, only he suffered in silence.
InuYasha nodded as he paused. “Right. She’s strong, and powerful, she can take care of herself, sure.”
It was then that one of Kikyo’s soul stealers drifted overhead. The trio watched in silent horror as the snake like creature flew into the gardens. Suddenly, they were off, dodging trees as they followed the pale creature slither through the air.
Sango gasped at the sight before them. Tsaisuki was leaning against a tree heavily, Kikyo in the same position. Both were covered in their own and each other's blood, their clothes tattered. Kikyo’s bow lay in splinters on the ground, her arrows lying nearby. Tsaisuki turned to the three and smiled exhaustedly. “Yasha-chan, Sango-chan… Miroku-kun,” she whispered the monk’s name as she righted herself.
Miroku moved to her side, catching her as she fell into his arms. “Tsaisuki-itoshi! What happened?” he asked.
InuYasha and Sango exchanged a look before turning back towards the kitsune and the monk. Tsaisuki merely smiled. “Naraku sent a puppet and Kikyo to disrupt the gathering. I destroyed the puppet, and Kikyo is no more a threat.”
InuYasha turned towards the clay doll of his former love. “Kikyo…”
The miko turned to the hanyou and stood shakily. “InuYasha, help me,” she pleaded.
InuYasha went to move forward, his mind entranced by the plea of his first love. He stilled when a warm, calloused hand grasped his own and squeezed tightly. Amber met russet brown when he turned to the exterminator, the spell breaking as she called to him silently through her eyes.
“InuYasha…” Kikyo called again. “Come to me, my love.”
The hanyou turned to the undead miko, his eyes resolute. “You tried to kill Tsaisuki, who has always treated me as though I was worth more than I was told and is a sister to me; you’ve tried to kill Kagome, who accepted me as I am, not as what I could be; and you’ve tried to kill me! I will not be blind to your treachery any longer! You are not the Kikyo I knew. You are not the woman I loved,” he growled.
The miko’s brown eyes grew cold. “So I see,” she said as she glared at Sango. “This demon hunting whore has taken you from me, has she? Then she too shall die at my hands! She and my reincarnation! I will hold you to your promise, InuYasha. I shall look forward to the day we can leave this world together, until then, farewell, my love,” she bid as she vanished into a burst of light.
“The foul magic that choked the air from her body is leaving,” Tsaisuki sighed.
InuYasha rushed to the kitsune’s side, one hand still clutched in Sango’s. “Is she alright?” he asked the monk.
“She will heal,” he said softly.
InuYasha nodded. “I’ll go tell Inari and Hotaru what has happened.”
Miroku nodded as he watched the pair leave, their hands still entwined. He turned to the injured kitsune female and brushed her hair from her eyes. “Even covered in blood, you are effortlessly fair,” he complimented.
“Miroku… I… There is a reason why I cannot make you my consort. Miroku I-“ she started, only to be interrupted as his lips pressed gently to hers.
As he pulled away, he smiled at the blush that stained her cheeks. “Effortlessly fair,” he whispered reverently.
“I do not want to make you a lowly consort, my dear Miroku,” she said.
“As long as I am yours, I would feel as though I was emperor,” he declared. “I do not want to lose you, Tsaisuki. Aishiteru.”
Her silver eyes danced with happiness as she pulled him close. “Ai-aishiteru, Miroku,” she admitted softly before pulling him to her in a passionate embrace.
~*~*~*~
Morning came, as did the news of Naraku’s attempt to disrupt the gathering. Hotaru had cursed herself for not sensing the foul hanyou and his undead miko, making sure to double the guards around the palace and city to compensate. Inari had been outraged that his niece had been so badly injured on what was supposed to be a happy occasion.
“Naraku cannot be allowed to endure,” Inari growled to Otomo and Hisho as they sat in his study.
“Hai, he has grown to be more powerful than I thought he would be,” Hisho sighed. “I should not have underestimated him.”
“Nor should I have disregarded my son’s warning’s about him,” Otomo added.
“This is no time to sulk, my friends. We were fortunate that Tsaisuki defended us,” Inari placated.
“How does she fare, by the way?” Hosho inquired.
“Better, Miroku has been tending to her with the palace healers. He will let nothing harm her,” Inari answered.
“Hotaru said that the monk wishes to be her consort?” Otomo asked. “He is a fine choice for her. Although, the youkai court will want to see her take a youkai consort as well,” the wolf sighed.
“I know this,” Inari groaned. “Hotaru is free to choose whom she wishes, and Kagome was fortunate to have been mated with a youkai she loves, but Tsaisuki has certain obligations to her order as well as to the court.”
“The sorcerers are asking for a full-blood, ne?” Hisho asked.
Inari nodded. “Indeed. They are most adamant about it. T’was the same for my sister, Miya, and although she did love her youkai mate, it was her consort that held her heart first.”
“Does Tsaisuki know of this?” Otomo asked.
Inari nodded. “She does, and accepts that. We have time, though, for her to determine her own fate. Naraku holds more import right now.”
“Hai, that hanyou has caused enough problems. He must be stopped,” Otomo agreed.
“Should we not wait for Kagome and Sesshomaru, then? It is they, and InuYasha that have had the most conflict with him,” Hisho asked.
Inari sighed. “Hai, that is most wise. Let us go to breakfast, hopefully, they have decided that they need food after such a long night of… exercise,” Inari chuckled as he led the other two lords out to the dining room.
~*~*~*~
The looks on the faces of the other lords were not to be trusted. Not by Sesshomaru’s standards, at least. Their annoying smirks irked him about as much as InuYasha’s teasing comments and Hotaru’s irritating arguing with the wolf prince, Koga.
Kagome, apparently, understood this. She had spent most of breakfast, countering InuYasha’s teasing with some of her own about him and the tajia. That, amusing in its own right, had only grown more so when both he and the tajia had blushed and sputtered in embarrassment. He had to reign much of his well earned control then not to laugh at his younger brother’s expense. Kagome had, then, further proved of her rightness as his mate when she silenced the wolf and her hanyou cousin with a comment about an underlying romance beneath their argumentative words. He had to fake a cough to hide the mirth that had threatened to break his cold façade.
What was it about her mere presence that made him want to smile? How was it that she could make him deliriously happy with a mere glance? Or make him want to laugh uproariously at the way she dealt with his irritating half brother and Hotaru, whom was just as irritating a hanyou as InuYasha? Never before had he felt so light in heart, never before had he felt so… happy. He, Sesshomaru, taiyoukai of the West, son of the Great InuTaosho, was happy for the first time in… ever. Inwardly, he was smiling widely, his hand having moved to hers beneath the table and entwined his fingers with hers. He was happy.
~*~*~*~
Inari grinned to the other lords. In all his years he had never seen such joy radiating off two people as it did his daughter and Sesshomaru. Both seemed to be in a state of euphoria, a state that he did not want to interrupt, but knew he had to eventually.
The kitsune taiyoukai was about to speak when a weary looking monk entered the dining hall. It appeared as though he had not slept at all, and this was no surprise to the Eastern Lord at all. He knew of the monk’s feeling s for his beloved niece quite well, he himself as adept at feeling such things out as his sister had been.
“Miroku, you look horrible, didn’t you sleep at all?” Kagome asked.
The houshi shook his head as he sat. “No, I spent most of the night tending to Tsaisuki’s wounds.”
“Wounds? What wounds?” Kagome asked, her voice suddenly laced with fear.
Miroku looked to the miko kitsune and her mate. Did they not know? Had no one told them of what had happened last night as they completed their mating ritual? He looked to Inari and then to InuYasha. He knew then that they had not wanted to tell them, that they had wanted to keep the pair happy for as long as they could. “Tsasisuki was injured last night in a battle,” Miroku stated. He knew more than anyone that Kagome and Sesshomaru needed to know this, and that not telling them would be a grave mistake. “A battle against Naraku and Kikyo.”
Kagome gasped and Sesshomaru turned to Inari. “Naraku was on the palace grounds?” he asked, his usually cold and deadpan voice laced with slight anger.
Inari nodded. “A demon puppet version of himself and the dark miko did come last night. Tsaisuki destroyed the puppet and drove the undead miko away, at some cost to her own well being.”
“Is she alright?” Kagome asked the monk.
Miroku smiled softly and nodded. “Her wounds were mostly superficial; she was more exhausted from her spell casting than anything else. She wishes to impart congratulations to you two, though, even if she is too weakened to say so herself.”
Kagome let out a sigh of relief and then squeezed her mate’s hand to reassure him. “Thank the kami.”
Sesshomaru turned to his mate, understanding what she meant behind her words. “I take it that there shall be retaliation from our part?” he asked, turning back to Inari.
The kitsune lord nodded. “As soon as she is well enough, there will be a meeting amoung the four taiyoukai and InuYasha.”
Sesshomaru nodded. “Very good. This Sesshomaru hopes to end this once and for all. That vile hanyou has threatened too much that this Sesshomaru holds dear. He will not threaten it again.”
~*~*~*~
Levii: OKay, ppl, I'm not happy with you!
Inu: Shit!
Miroku: Oh dear.
Levii: Now, I can understand that there would be very little to no reviews when I first posted my last chapter... but it's been so long now! Did you not enjoy it? Was the lemon not satisfactory? Why have you shunned me!!!
Inu: Here she goes...
Levii:I mean, I thought it was okay... but was I wrong? Please ppl! I need reviews! even if it's only one tiny comment! I neeed it!
Miroku: Worry not, Levii, we love you.
Levii: (Still pouting) I know... but that's because you're supposed to. I swear, I'd be completely heartbroken if I had not recieved a Sesshomaru figure for christmas.
Sess: It is a satisfactory representation of this Sesshomaru.
Levii: true...
Sess:This Sesshomaru wishes to lighten your spirits... I have invited Kurama from your YYH closet to join us.
Levii: ^_^ YAY!
Sess: (Tosses giggling authoress over his shoulder and turns to audience) This Sesshomaru commands that you review, or face something far more frightening than you can possibly fathom. Konbonwa, and do remember to REVIEW. (Walks offstage, Levii waving happily to the audience as the curtain falls)
Chapter 12: Tsaisuki's Power
~*~*~*~
InuYasha paced in frustration. Tsaisuki had been missing for far too long. Sango and Miroku stood nearby, watching as he slowly dung himself a hole. “She can take care of herself,” Sango placated.
Miroku remained silent, his heart still broken after she had run from him. He, like InuYasha, was worried for the azure kitsune, only he suffered in silence.
InuYasha nodded as he paused. “Right. She’s strong, and powerful, she can take care of herself, sure.”
It was then that one of Kikyo’s soul stealers drifted overhead. The trio watched in silent horror as the snake like creature flew into the gardens. Suddenly, they were off, dodging trees as they followed the pale creature slither through the air.
Sango gasped at the sight before them. Tsaisuki was leaning against a tree heavily, Kikyo in the same position. Both were covered in their own and each other's blood, their clothes tattered. Kikyo’s bow lay in splinters on the ground, her arrows lying nearby. Tsaisuki turned to the three and smiled exhaustedly. “Yasha-chan, Sango-chan… Miroku-kun,” she whispered the monk’s name as she righted herself.
Miroku moved to her side, catching her as she fell into his arms. “Tsaisuki-itoshi! What happened?” he asked.
InuYasha and Sango exchanged a look before turning back towards the kitsune and the monk. Tsaisuki merely smiled. “Naraku sent a puppet and Kikyo to disrupt the gathering. I destroyed the puppet, and Kikyo is no more a threat.”
InuYasha turned towards the clay doll of his former love. “Kikyo…”
The miko turned to the hanyou and stood shakily. “InuYasha, help me,” she pleaded.
InuYasha went to move forward, his mind entranced by the plea of his first love. He stilled when a warm, calloused hand grasped his own and squeezed tightly. Amber met russet brown when he turned to the exterminator, the spell breaking as she called to him silently through her eyes.
“InuYasha…” Kikyo called again. “Come to me, my love.”
The hanyou turned to the undead miko, his eyes resolute. “You tried to kill Tsaisuki, who has always treated me as though I was worth more than I was told and is a sister to me; you’ve tried to kill Kagome, who accepted me as I am, not as what I could be; and you’ve tried to kill me! I will not be blind to your treachery any longer! You are not the Kikyo I knew. You are not the woman I loved,” he growled.
The miko’s brown eyes grew cold. “So I see,” she said as she glared at Sango. “This demon hunting whore has taken you from me, has she? Then she too shall die at my hands! She and my reincarnation! I will hold you to your promise, InuYasha. I shall look forward to the day we can leave this world together, until then, farewell, my love,” she bid as she vanished into a burst of light.
“The foul magic that choked the air from her body is leaving,” Tsaisuki sighed.
InuYasha rushed to the kitsune’s side, one hand still clutched in Sango’s. “Is she alright?” he asked the monk.
“She will heal,” he said softly.
InuYasha nodded. “I’ll go tell Inari and Hotaru what has happened.”
Miroku nodded as he watched the pair leave, their hands still entwined. He turned to the injured kitsune female and brushed her hair from her eyes. “Even covered in blood, you are effortlessly fair,” he complimented.
“Miroku… I… There is a reason why I cannot make you my consort. Miroku I-“ she started, only to be interrupted as his lips pressed gently to hers.
As he pulled away, he smiled at the blush that stained her cheeks. “Effortlessly fair,” he whispered reverently.
“I do not want to make you a lowly consort, my dear Miroku,” she said.
“As long as I am yours, I would feel as though I was emperor,” he declared. “I do not want to lose you, Tsaisuki. Aishiteru.”
Her silver eyes danced with happiness as she pulled him close. “Ai-aishiteru, Miroku,” she admitted softly before pulling him to her in a passionate embrace.
~*~*~*~
Morning came, as did the news of Naraku’s attempt to disrupt the gathering. Hotaru had cursed herself for not sensing the foul hanyou and his undead miko, making sure to double the guards around the palace and city to compensate. Inari had been outraged that his niece had been so badly injured on what was supposed to be a happy occasion.
“Naraku cannot be allowed to endure,” Inari growled to Otomo and Hisho as they sat in his study.
“Hai, he has grown to be more powerful than I thought he would be,” Hisho sighed. “I should not have underestimated him.”
“Nor should I have disregarded my son’s warning’s about him,” Otomo added.
“This is no time to sulk, my friends. We were fortunate that Tsaisuki defended us,” Inari placated.
“How does she fare, by the way?” Hosho inquired.
“Better, Miroku has been tending to her with the palace healers. He will let nothing harm her,” Inari answered.
“Hotaru said that the monk wishes to be her consort?” Otomo asked. “He is a fine choice for her. Although, the youkai court will want to see her take a youkai consort as well,” the wolf sighed.
“I know this,” Inari groaned. “Hotaru is free to choose whom she wishes, and Kagome was fortunate to have been mated with a youkai she loves, but Tsaisuki has certain obligations to her order as well as to the court.”
“The sorcerers are asking for a full-blood, ne?” Hisho asked.
Inari nodded. “Indeed. They are most adamant about it. T’was the same for my sister, Miya, and although she did love her youkai mate, it was her consort that held her heart first.”
“Does Tsaisuki know of this?” Otomo asked.
Inari nodded. “She does, and accepts that. We have time, though, for her to determine her own fate. Naraku holds more import right now.”
“Hai, that hanyou has caused enough problems. He must be stopped,” Otomo agreed.
“Should we not wait for Kagome and Sesshomaru, then? It is they, and InuYasha that have had the most conflict with him,” Hisho asked.
Inari sighed. “Hai, that is most wise. Let us go to breakfast, hopefully, they have decided that they need food after such a long night of… exercise,” Inari chuckled as he led the other two lords out to the dining room.
~*~*~*~
The looks on the faces of the other lords were not to be trusted. Not by Sesshomaru’s standards, at least. Their annoying smirks irked him about as much as InuYasha’s teasing comments and Hotaru’s irritating arguing with the wolf prince, Koga.
Kagome, apparently, understood this. She had spent most of breakfast, countering InuYasha’s teasing with some of her own about him and the tajia. That, amusing in its own right, had only grown more so when both he and the tajia had blushed and sputtered in embarrassment. He had to reign much of his well earned control then not to laugh at his younger brother’s expense. Kagome had, then, further proved of her rightness as his mate when she silenced the wolf and her hanyou cousin with a comment about an underlying romance beneath their argumentative words. He had to fake a cough to hide the mirth that had threatened to break his cold façade.
What was it about her mere presence that made him want to smile? How was it that she could make him deliriously happy with a mere glance? Or make him want to laugh uproariously at the way she dealt with his irritating half brother and Hotaru, whom was just as irritating a hanyou as InuYasha? Never before had he felt so light in heart, never before had he felt so… happy. He, Sesshomaru, taiyoukai of the West, son of the Great InuTaosho, was happy for the first time in… ever. Inwardly, he was smiling widely, his hand having moved to hers beneath the table and entwined his fingers with hers. He was happy.
~*~*~*~
Inari grinned to the other lords. In all his years he had never seen such joy radiating off two people as it did his daughter and Sesshomaru. Both seemed to be in a state of euphoria, a state that he did not want to interrupt, but knew he had to eventually.
The kitsune taiyoukai was about to speak when a weary looking monk entered the dining hall. It appeared as though he had not slept at all, and this was no surprise to the Eastern Lord at all. He knew of the monk’s feeling s for his beloved niece quite well, he himself as adept at feeling such things out as his sister had been.
“Miroku, you look horrible, didn’t you sleep at all?” Kagome asked.
The houshi shook his head as he sat. “No, I spent most of the night tending to Tsaisuki’s wounds.”
“Wounds? What wounds?” Kagome asked, her voice suddenly laced with fear.
Miroku looked to the miko kitsune and her mate. Did they not know? Had no one told them of what had happened last night as they completed their mating ritual? He looked to Inari and then to InuYasha. He knew then that they had not wanted to tell them, that they had wanted to keep the pair happy for as long as they could. “Tsasisuki was injured last night in a battle,” Miroku stated. He knew more than anyone that Kagome and Sesshomaru needed to know this, and that not telling them would be a grave mistake. “A battle against Naraku and Kikyo.”
Kagome gasped and Sesshomaru turned to Inari. “Naraku was on the palace grounds?” he asked, his usually cold and deadpan voice laced with slight anger.
Inari nodded. “A demon puppet version of himself and the dark miko did come last night. Tsaisuki destroyed the puppet and drove the undead miko away, at some cost to her own well being.”
“Is she alright?” Kagome asked the monk.
Miroku smiled softly and nodded. “Her wounds were mostly superficial; she was more exhausted from her spell casting than anything else. She wishes to impart congratulations to you two, though, even if she is too weakened to say so herself.”
Kagome let out a sigh of relief and then squeezed her mate’s hand to reassure him. “Thank the kami.”
Sesshomaru turned to his mate, understanding what she meant behind her words. “I take it that there shall be retaliation from our part?” he asked, turning back to Inari.
The kitsune lord nodded. “As soon as she is well enough, there will be a meeting amoung the four taiyoukai and InuYasha.”
Sesshomaru nodded. “Very good. This Sesshomaru hopes to end this once and for all. That vile hanyou has threatened too much that this Sesshomaru holds dear. He will not threaten it again.”
~*~*~*~
Levii: OKay, ppl, I'm not happy with you!
Inu: Shit!
Miroku: Oh dear.
Levii: Now, I can understand that there would be very little to no reviews when I first posted my last chapter... but it's been so long now! Did you not enjoy it? Was the lemon not satisfactory? Why have you shunned me!!!
Inu: Here she goes...
Levii:I mean, I thought it was okay... but was I wrong? Please ppl! I need reviews! even if it's only one tiny comment! I neeed it!
Miroku: Worry not, Levii, we love you.
Levii: (Still pouting) I know... but that's because you're supposed to. I swear, I'd be completely heartbroken if I had not recieved a Sesshomaru figure for christmas.
Sess: It is a satisfactory representation of this Sesshomaru.
Levii: true...
Sess:This Sesshomaru wishes to lighten your spirits... I have invited Kurama from your YYH closet to join us.
Levii: ^_^ YAY!
Sess: (Tosses giggling authoress over his shoulder and turns to audience) This Sesshomaru commands that you review, or face something far more frightening than you can possibly fathom. Konbonwa, and do remember to REVIEW. (Walks offstage, Levii waving happily to the audience as the curtain falls)