An Angel Inside Me and a Demon in You

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“I can’t believe you! You were so cruel! HOW COULD YOU!!??!?!?” Sango bellowed at the hanyou that was on his knees with his head in his clawed hands. Shippo was on top of Sango’s shoulder glaring hatefully at Inuyasha.

“All Kagome did was say how she really felt about you, and then you turn around and basically tore her heart out! Wait, that was an understatement. You tore her heart out, ripped it to ribbons, and fed every single piece to the dogs! All she did was care, and all you had to do was say how you felt, not fucking cut her down! Now, thanks to you, she has run off into the forest, and we have no idea where she is! She could get killed, and it was all because of you, dumbass!” The seething Sango was just about to pounce and maul Inuyasha to death when Miroku grabbed her by her wrist and whipped her around so he could stare into her honey colored eyes.

“Miroku, let go of me! He deserves what is coming to him for hurting my sister!” she cried as she struggled in the houshi’s grasp. “I said let go! Unless you let go of me, you will suffer the same fate that I am about to give Inuyasha!”

A shiver raced down Miroku’s spine at the tone in her voice. She was dead serious. But still, he had to try to reason with her. “Sango, can’t you see that he is in pain? I know what Inuyasha did was unforgivable, but look at the state he is in now. It is as if he has just realized what he had just said. It is like he doesn’t even remember saying those things to her.” Miroku vainly hoped that Sango would see what he saw, that she would understand Inuyasha’s pain.

“If he’s in pain, he deserves it,” Shippo huffed from Sango’s shoulder.

“I agree with Shippo. I don’t really care, Miroku. I know it probably hurt him to say those things, but think of Kagome. Did you see that torn look on her face when she took off? Did you see the heartache in her eyes? Just because he is hurting now doesn’t mean I am going to take pity on him. I refuse to show sympathy to him until Kagome comes back and forgives him. That, of course, is if she ever will,” Sango bowed her head and yanked her hand out of the monk’s grasp. Sango then turned to look at the grief-stricken Inuyasha. “I don’t know what you are going to do, but you better make things right. Come on Miroku and Shippo, let’s go look for Kagome, so Inuyasha can really think of the damage he has done.”

They turned on their heels and headed towards the forest until a hollow, pained voice stopped them in their tracks. “I remember going to Kikyo a few minutes before she told me. I remember after seeing Kikyo, Kagome pulled me to the tree and started to talk to me about… us. She said she loved me, and would do anything for me. She said that after all this was over, she would stay with me and leave her time just to be with me. Then she told me other things too.

“After that, I stood up and just started yelling at her. It felt as if I had no control over my body, like something possessed me. I could see what was happening, but I had no control over my actions. Then I remember seeing tears roll down her cheeks and then I realized what I had done. I hurt the one I loved. I would give anything for her to forgive me,” he lifted his head from his hands. The companions saw the cuts the hanyou had inflicted on himself, and they felt a little sympathetic.

Sango slowly approached him and laid a hand on his shoulder. “If you love her and want to be with her, you have to stop going to Kikyo. You have to stop hurting her, because you always do when you go off with Kikyo. If you want her forgiveness and want to tell her how you feel as well, you should come with us and help us find her.”
Inuyasha looked into her eyes and nodded. He needed to tell her that he felt the same way. He needed to hold her in his arms again. He needed her forgiveness.

Inuyasha stood up. He looked his friends in the eyes and said, “Let’s bring her back to where she belongs.”

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Sesshoumaru awoke with his back against a tree and the sun creeping over the horizon. Rin was lying on Ah-Un a few feet away from him, and Jaken was leaning on the two headed staff not far from her. He sat still, puzzled as to why he was here.

He remained still, trying to recall the past events. ‘Hn. After our tiresome journey patrolling my lands, we stopped here so Rin could recuperate. I settled down against a tree and I waited until Rin fell asleep and I let sleep claim me.

‘So the whole incident with the human was just a dream?’ He focused on the giant reddish-orange ball hanging in the sky. ‘It couldn’t have been a dream. It felt too real. I can still feel the texture of her hair and her face and also smell her sorrow and pleasant scent. I can still hear her screaming, her bones cracking and her heart racing. I remember moving to wake her up and a sudden burst of energy hit me. How did she acquire such power? Why did I dream about the half-breed’s wench? What in Kami’s name is going on?’

Rin’s rustling fabric brought him out of his thoughts. Sesshoumaru watched her chest rise and fall. He heard her breathing becoming shallow and knew she was close to waking. Within moments, her eyes fluttered open and looked at him expectantly, “Good morning, Sesshoumaru-sama.” She rubbed the sleepiness out of her eyes and petted her dragon pillow. “Are we going to leave soon?”

He abruptly shoved his ponderings to the back of his mind and gracefully stood up. With light feet, he strode over to where Jaken was leaning against his staff, dosing peacefully, and gave the toad a swift kick in the head.

Jaken flew into a nearby tree and quickly scrambled to the taiyoukai’s feet. “This lowly servant is at your mercy, my lord! Forgive me, my lord, for sleeping when I should have been looking after the disgusting hum-“

“Prepare Ah-Un for our departure and accompany Rin to find food,” he turned away from his servant and walked into the densest area of the forest to clear his mind of the alluring miko that haunted his thoughts.

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Kagome saw a beautiful, enchanting woman sitting near the river bank. She had lengthy sandy tresses and pure emerald eyes. A bright green star adorned her right cheek while her hair masked the rest of her long, pale face. She was also wearing a navy kimono with baby blue birds stitched intricately into the fabric. But there was something odd about her. She was too appealing to be human. Then the realization hit her like a stack of bricks.

This woman was a not a woman at all, but a youkai. It was then that the youkai looked up at her and gave a small grin. “I have been expecting you, Kagome.” Her voice was so rich, so full of melodic tones that you could swear she was singing. “I am Namine, and I am here to tell you the truth about yourself and awaken the sleeping power that lies within you.”

“What? What sleeping power? What truth about me? What in seven hells is going on?” Kagome said in a frustrated voice with her tiny hands clenched tightly at her sides as she glared at the one who called herself Namine.

“No need to become angry, child. I will answer all the questions that are of my knowledge in due time, but first things first, you need to know the truth about yourself.” She looked into Kagome’s cerulean eyes and continued, “There is much to say, and our time is short, so if you would please cooperate with me at this moment.” Kagome got the hint and clumsily sat down next to the demon, never breaking eye contact. “The news I am about to brief you is shocking, and you may not believe me, but every word I speak is the truth,” Namine took a deep breath and started explaining, “You are an angel, pure and untainted by the world’s follies. Bestowed upon your time and meant to have traveled between the future and now. You are the Guardian of Life and not even a reincarnation. You are yourself and share no other’s soul. You are meant to bring peace through the destructive times. You, Kagome, are the Key to the Heavens.”

Kagome suddenly became flabbergasted. Her? An angel? Please! Namine obviously had the wrong person. Why? Well. Just because…Because she had the wrong person, dammit!

Raising her hands up in the air in front of her body, she tried to wave off her nervousness and this so called, “truth.” “You seriously have the wrong person. I am not cut out to be a protector, nor am I an angel. I am nowhere near pure, and- and look! I don’t even have wings attached to my back or a halo on my head! So you see, I can’t be what you say I am! I just can’t!” she exclaimed exasperated.

All Namine did was turn her head in Kagome’s direction, and smiled. She was expecting this kind of reaction from the overly expressive girl. She mentally sighed. This was going to be a long, challenging conversation. She sighed aloud this time and waited patiently for the raving girl to calm down.

“This is truly unbelievable! I can’t be a protector of life! I only have miko powers! There isn’t anything spectacular about me! Though I am slightly relieved to hear that I am not a reincarnation, but how does that explain how Kikyo was able to get a piece of my soul if we are not one and the same? And I am the key to the heavens? You have got to be joking!” Kagome rambled trying to convince herself and the demoness that what she said could not be true.

“I only speak the truth. Why would I have any reason to lie to you? As for Kikyo, you were merely holding her soul until her body was made whole again,” she tried to keep her calm demeanor, but it was slowly fading along with her patience.

Kagome just sat still and silent and bowed her head. It all made sense now. She remembered when the witch took ‘her’ soul, she didn’t feel any different. The youkai was right. Why would she have any reason to lie? She knew she had done nothing to offend this youkai in the past. So she replied with a simple, yet sufficient answer, “You don’t have a reason to lie.” Kagome elevated her head and made eye contact with Namine. “But, it is still too hard to believe,” she muttered quietly under her breath.

“I understand where you are coming from. Do you know of the markings that cover the inside of your wrists?” She made sure the priestess nodded her head before she continued. “What do they say, Kagome?”

The miko raised both her wrists to eye level and quietly replied, “Guardian and angel.” She traced the calligraphy with the pads of her fingers, as if she was trying to feel if they were really there. “But that doesn’t explain anything! I got these tattoos because I lost a bet!”

“You were destined to get those markings on your arms. They are there to show that you are a guardian, a protector. They are also there to show you that you are indeed the Key to Heaven,” Namine explained with slight confusion showing on her usually calm features.

Kagome slouched into the ground and let her brain absorb this new, astonishing news. Things had changed drastically in the last twenty-four hours. She first confessed her love, ended up with a broken heart, frolicked through the woods like a giddy elf, slammed into the ground every so gracefully, and mysteriously ended up here. How the hell did she get here anyway?

“How the hell did I get here?” Kagome demanded her voice steadily rising.

Namine shook her head. “You do not need to use such language. I am merely trying to help.”

“Well, you can help me by telling me how I got here!”

“You are sleeping right now. I have entered your dreams to tell you about your real self. It is the only way to communicate with you from such a distance.”

“So you could have entered my mind at any time when I was asleep?” Kagome inquired. Namine gave a curt nod of her head.

“Why now? Why tell me all of this now?” she looked at Namine expecting an answer.

“It wasn’t your time to know the whole story back then. I could have only told you when you finally let Inuyasha go. This action would prove that you are indeed pure, loving, and worthy. It would show that you have matured and learned the hardships of life. When you liberated your feelings of him, it gave us reason to believe that you are prepared for your next mission, after you have defeated Naraku,” Namine looked away from Kagome to the flowing river. Kagome just stared at her, contemplating on her next choice of action.

“So my current journey is drawing to an end?” Kagome asked curiously.

“Yes. It will happen soon. But you will be introduced to your next mission before the end of this one. It is vital you accept this mission no matter how much you don’t want to, because it is your duty to protect life. That is all I can say about that matter,” she then turned her head and faced Kagome, who appeared to be in deep thought.

“I must awaken your power so you can continue on in life. If you refuse, which you can, you will have no real significance in this time. Not only that, but if you agree, you will save many lives.”

Kagome lifted her head so she could see Namine. She had the look of concern on her face, and she looked back at Kagome, expecting a response. Kagome smiled, “Of course I’ll say yes! I don’t want to be responsible for deaths of others, innocent or not.”

Namine sighed. ‘This girl is just too pure. I hope she will be strong enough to endure the challenges that await her.’ “Okay, when I do this, it is going to hurt a bit, so be ready.” Namine placed a long, slender hand on Kagome’s chest and concentrated.

Thump, thump. Thump, Thump.

Something inside Kagome started pulsating.

Thump, thump. Thump, thump.

‘This isn’t so bad. I don’t feel any pain.’

THUMP, THUMP. THUMP, THUMP.

Then, she felt it. Her heart felt like it was about to explode from beating so rapidly. Power was coursing through her veins, filling every inch and crevice in her body. The feeling was almost phenomenal, but it hurt like hell.

Kagome screeched in pain, writhing under Namine’s hand. She felt her energy surface to her skin, and it crackled in small electric currents skipping over her body. She felt like she was literally being torn inside out. Her bones cracked and morphed to adapt to this thing invading her body. Blood rushed to her head and Kagome felt tears rolling down her cheeks in mass quantities as she cried aloud.

It felt like eternity before Namine lifted her hand off Kagome’s chest, and she no longer felt pain. The energy that was traveling on top of her skin was slowly receding into her body, and she sat up slowly. She could feel her power rushing through her veins along with her blood. It felt good to be strong and not helpless. She stood, and looked at the demon.

“You will have to learn how to channel that energy by yourself. I can only give small tips and pointers. At first when you start to use the power, you body will not be able to handle the stress of having energy channeled from your inside to the outside. You will have to pace yourself and take care of yourself.”

Namine also stood. She turned away from Kagome and was about to leave when Kagome asked, “You said I am an angel. Don’t I get wings or something?”

Namine laughed a lighthearted laugh; it was hypnotizing in every way. “That is something you shall have to find out on your own, just like many of your other powers. I will see you again. ” She took another few steps towards the setting sun, and disappeared.

Kagome turned the opposite way. She let a smile pass over her lips as she faded into blackness once more.

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A/N: Next chappie will take a bit longer. This chapter was actually just sitting on my computer, hiding away from me. So, it was actually ready when I posted the 1st chap.

Also... it will take longer b/c I am a stupid, impatient person who accidentally deleted w/e was going on with chapter 3... GAHH!!

Just please, wait patiently. :]

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