Unfaithful Seduction

Chapter 5: Inevitable

Darkness and light one cannot survive without the other, yet both violently fight for dominance. Forever a struggle between good and evil the balance must be maintained or the world will fall to its own demise.
She was the light that he needed to conquer, to dominate, to possess. He would have her and together he would create a world in which he could dominate. His word would be law. His power would be unimaginable, limitless, untamed and his to control. The world would be a plaything in his hands. She would help him do it willingly or not.

Darkness filled Kagomes dreams there were so many faces, voices. Pleas for mercy and forgiveness echoed throughout her mind. She felt herself tearing apart in all different directions. The fabric of her mind was beginning to tear, seams becoming unstitched. That’s when she felt it. A strong warmth gripped her entire soul, a linked connection to something else, something unexplainable. Automatically the threads began to weave together, tighter and stronger than ever.

The feeling of love enveloped her spirit the feeling was hot and raw. The feeling was foreign to her the energy was untamed and wild. The darkness in her mind began to ebb as a symbol was becoming clearer in her mind with each passing moment. The moon… a crescent moon turned a brilliant gold became shrouded in a shimmering sliver light.

Darkness was beginning to build behind her. She had a choice, be consumed by the darkness or embrace the moonlight and strike the darkness down. How easy it would be to allow herself to fall, to rid herself of this pain, to slip into a never ending sleep, but the light called to her tugging at the very core of her being. The feeling was so strong not even she could deny it. She raised her hand to the light. Within an instant a silver light exploded from its source showering her in its protective embrace.

Darkness surrounded her, only the veil of light shielded her from the impending doom. Sapphire eyes snapped open a pink light mingled with that of the silver to create a lustrous pearlescent hue. Extending her arms out in front of her the light burst out of her filling her mind with warmth and certainty, forcing the darkness back into the deepest recesses of her mind.

Kagome began to wake even though there was not much sunlight. It almost felt as if she was home in her own bed. Groggily she cracked an eye open only to close it once more. There were voices in the background that her hazy mind still could not register. Her exhausted body refused to move. It felt almost like an “I don’t wanna go to school” feeling. She just wanted to go back to sleep… sweet sleep. The warm and tranquil feeling replaced that of her sadness and anguish, which had ultimately woken her.

There was something important that was going on but she just couldn’t get her body to respond to the commands of her mind. The whispers of voices were beginning to become clearer as she fully opened her eyes and reluctantly turned onto her back.

“I fear there is more to this story than you know my Lord.” The voice was old and wise, a voice of someone who had seen great and terrible things in their life time.

“While the story I am about to tell is eons old, I would suggest you take it to heart… Lord Sesshomaru.” The old man took a deep breath leaning back in his chair allowing his eyes to glaze over as he began the recollection of his tale.

Many do not know the full tale of the Shikon jewel; in fact it was originally formed from one of the most powers in nature, love, and the hope that it would one day be completely fulfilled. It was said that one of the great four lords of the time had found his soul mate. It was a connection so strong not even death itself could sever the bond between them.

She herself was no ordinary woman, with beauty beyond that of any natural kind. She possessed raven black hair, dark as the moonless night that would shimmer in the sun as bright as the sunlight itself. Her eyes were as deep and turbulent as the mighty ocean. She lived a life of lies and ultimately betrayal. Because of her unnatural beauty many sought to possess her, while others were jealous and wanted to exploit her. She lived amongst humans who tried to hide her beauty and use her as a mere house maid. She grew up never having known who her parents were or even who she was. She never knew what love or affection truly was. Only the snide and crude remarks that were made let her know she existed at all.

She had been renamed Mikazuki since she had been found on the night of the new moon. That fateful day started out just like any other as she performed her daily chores for the family she was serving. Mikazuki was gathering fruits and berries in the forest completely oblivious to all around her. Filling her small basket she had begun to head back to her small village only when she lifted her eyes from the fruit her eyes locked onto an ethereal figure across the clearing. It was nothing short of what she would have described as an Angel on Earth.

The attraction was instantaneous like a lightning strike. His eyes locked with hers feeling the undeniable tug on his soul. His eyes was a brilliant turquoise with rings of burnt amber outlining the edges of his iris, hair as fair as hers was dark pulled back into a warriors knot on the top of his head. In a brief moment of silence they merely gazed into each other’s eyes.

Wordlessly he extended his fingers towards her a gentle expression gracing his stunning features. The sun shimmered off of his pale skin as the wind lightly ruffled their hair. The basket slipped from her fingers. Timidly she reached out placing her fingers into his porcelain palm. Wrapping his fingers around hers a smile turned the corner of her lips. A bond so powerful formed it was said to have altered the very fabric of time and space.

They had begun to see each other in secret for several months learning things about one another. Her heart would break every time they had to part and she had to head back to the life of psychological and physical abuse. Her outings had become more and more frequent earning her lashings every time she had returned in an untimely manner.

She allowed this to happen as long as she could see him, just spend a few minutes with him. He had no formal name for many people called him by many names. Mikazuki would just refer to him as her Angel. After a while it just became physically unbearable to be away from one another.

Mikazuki had decided to leave with her Angel, when the jealousy and rage of the people in her village refused to allow her to go with this demon. If the villagers could not have her all to themselves neither would they allow him to have her.

Her Angel had always been feared or respected, yet fear had always been the typical for those who did not know any better. When she did not meet him, he went to her. Something was wrong and as he approached the village. He was met with hostile threats with swords and bows raised. They had retrained her keeping her as their prisoner. The normally stoic peaceful nature of the Angel slowly began to change as his demeanor began to turn to anger and then rage.

Turquoise eyes began to glow a dark gold and slowly crimson lines began to creep into the edges of his vision. No one would keep her away from him, not when she wanted to be with him. Men stood ready to stand up against him which he blatantly ignored until one had attacked him. He heard a shrill scream in the background watching his love struggled to free herself of her restraints. A man held the edge of a sword to the front of her delicate neck. A feral snarl rumbled through his chest running towards her. Her terrified blue eyes looked deep into his soul. Shaking her head tears falling down her face she pushed and thrashed to get free.

“No! It’s a trap!!!” Blood began to leak down the edge of the sword as she struggled to escape even when it caused her own injuries.

He paid no heed to her to her words his mind only focused on her and her safety. Archers had appeared on the tops of the roofs letting their arrows fly. The Angel had managed to dodge and avoid all of the arrows with ease. As he reached striking distance of Mikazuki’s captor he felt the penetration of a poisoned arrow pierce through his beating heart. As he sank to his knees clutching his chest Mikazuki screamed in terror watching her beloved fall.

Men began to close in on him preparing to deliver the fatal blow. He tore through the first line of men only to be struck down. She had managed to get loose by some miracle and ran into the crowed square forcing people out of her way. She fell to her knees practically on top of him shielding him with her own body. Her eyes shut tightly awaiting the end to come when a pink hue enveloped her entire being tears streaming down the contours of her face. A sudden wave of raw power thrust through the entire community leaving her and her Angel the only ones untouched by its power in the center of the square.

“I’m so sorry… I tried… I… I failed you…” His hand gently rose to touch her face pulling her down to him gently placing his first kiss on her lips.

“Fail…? That is not something you could achieve. This will not be the last time I will see you.” Blood began to run down the corner of his lips eyes turning to dark amber.

“The next time we meet… is the time we will be together.” The light slowly was beginning to fade from his eyes as he held his delicate hand against her cheek.

Her tears steadily flowed and dropped onto his chest. Heavy sobs began to shake her chest as she watched him slowly lay back on her lap.

“You… you can’t leave me… not now. It’s too soon… we are supposed to be together.” She shook her head her raven hair spilling over her shoulders nimble fingers clutching into the fabric of his shirt.

“I will… always be… with you…” His voice was hoarse and his hand slipped down from her cheek and with a small smile on his lips began to slip away from her.

Her heart cracked and tore into two pieces. An aqua aura surrounded her and her slain lover as she cried out her broken heart. It was her broken heart that had reached out to him. Her soul was torn from her body and in a split second merged with half of his.

The immense power condensed and formed what is now known as the Shikon jewel. The jewel contained half her soul as well as half of his. The other halves would be reborn anew allowing them the chance to be together again. Ever since that fateful night the jewel has been protected and the story of the tragic end of their love was passed on for generations to come.

It was said that the jewel would return the power it had been forged by and only return what had it had taken when it found the identical soul that was reborn again. Then and only then would it return what was taken, and give Mikazuki the chance to be reunited with her fallen Angel.

The old man concluded his story with a slight nod of his head. He glanced up to Sesshomaru to search for some sort of emotion.

“The jewel is said to contain the powers of both the powerful woman and that of her lover. It is rumored that it can grant great spectacular miracles to those who wield its power.” An aged look took over his wise face as he spoke.

“If I am not mistaken my Lord the jewel has disappeared after its completion… did it not?” He did not receive his response from Sesshomaru but from Kagome who was now sitting up in her bed tears streaming down her face.

“It is gone…” She whispered.

There were tears streaming down her face. She had listened to the entire story feeling her heart clench tightly in her chest. It couldn’t be true… could it? She saw Sesshomaru stand and come over to her bed side gently sitting beside her. Her blue eyes looked up into his searching needing an answer. They had established a bond almost instantly when they had been alone… but that didn’t mean they were fated to be together for centuries did it? Sesshomaru placed his hand on her face lightly tucking her hair behind her ear.

The old man had never seen even the slightest hint of affection from his Lord much less towards a human.

“Is there anything else I need to know Sensei?” Sesshomaru never released her gaze as he spoke to the elder behind him.

His teacher closed his eyes with a heavy sigh.

“There will be great peril before the two of you. If you can protect each other and believe that neither will give up, you will eventually reach your utopia.” He nodded his head and stood to leave.

“You are free to stay as long as you need.” With that he left the room allowing them to be alone.

Kagome nuzzled into his hand like an affectionate cat. Leaning down to her Sesshomaru captured her lips in a passionate kiss. Whatever doubt he had in his mind was immediately dismissed. Kagome wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him down further. They slowly ended their passionate kiss only to gaze into each other’s eyes.

“We cannot stay here much longer… the longer we stay the easier we will make it for them to find us.” Sesshomaru softly trailed his nose down the side of her cheek.

Kagome nodded softly and with a heavy sigh pulled on Sesshomarus shoulders pulling him further onto the down feather comforter. She crawled into his arms resting her head in the curve of his neck holding onto him. She had been through so much in the past few days and she knew it was only the beginning.

They had spent two more additional days with his teacher trying to gather as much information as they could before they set off once more. Little by little they began to speak more and Kagome would share her true past… future with Sesshomaru. She told him all about her life before embarking on the quest to complete the Shikon jewel. In return Sesshomaru began to open up to her telling her details of what his life was actually like and how he had become who he was today.

Even after a few days Kagome felt as though she had been with him for as long as she could remember. His presence merely warmed her heart letting her know that there was still something in her life that was going right. They had decided to make camp near a hot spring. Kagome looked up at the brilliant night sky the moon was nearly half full. She couldn’t remember the last time she had gazed at the moon like this. Every time she saw it she saw his face… Sesshomaru. Her heart beat sped up at the mere thought of him. She had convinced him to bathe first after much reassurance that everything was alright. She wrapped her arms around her legs.

She had been thinking about it for a while, the last time they were together and he had stopped his advances on her when she asked him to. There was no more denying that she belonged to him. She had never done anything else other then the experience she had with him. A raging blush crossed her face as she buried her face in her arms. What if she wasn’t good at it…? She wanted nothing more than to please him… to make him feel how she felt every time she thought of him. With a sudden burst of courage Kagome stood walking down towards the hot spring, to what was destined to be.


I had originally planned to include the next part but that will just have to wait until the next chapter! Let me know what you think! I hope you all enjoy it!!!
P.S I hope I made the spacing a little better and easier to read!


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