Chapter One: Time.
By acediadono
My backpack weighing heavily on my shoulders, fingernails clung deeply into the mildew clad rock wall of the old Bone Eaters Well. My senses still on fire from traveling though the crystalline blue, time traveling magic which enveloped and consumed me each time I traveled to the past. My home away from home.
I was no longer the 15-year-old girl who fell through time, whose heart was light with laughter and love – ignorant to the perils of the past. No, I was now 28 – thirteen years traveling through to the past had taken its toll on both my mind and body.
Long since was the days of the Shinkon No Tama, I had begun residing as a part time shrine maiden Kaede’s small village by Inuyasha’s forest. I could still feel the jewels energy, radiating deep within me like that small voice in the back of your head telling you there is danger. That was all that was left of the all-powerful jewel I could feel anymore. My fingers reached the worn wood lip of the well, I hoisted my leg over as if I was mounting a very awkward horse and caught my breath. 13 years and we still had yet to get some sort of ladder for that thing. I threw my other leg over, my feet landing softly in the lush green grass of the Waring States Era as soon as my feet touched earth, my aura expanded analyzing everything within a 30-kilometer radius. No Inuyasha. He was supposed to meet me here at noon. I picked up pace and headed to my hut on the outer west rim of the village, right next to Inuyasha’s forest – it was far enough from the village that I had quiet, but close enough to maintain the barrier. As I walked, I kept pulsing my aura, its greedy pink fingers grasping for something, anything which could point me in the direction of Inuyasha.
Petty demons. Petty demons. Fox. Petty demons. Rabbit. Still no Inuyasha.
My hut was up ahead, it was small and modest, only the basics and enough to keep me warm at night and to be honest that is all I wanted. I walked past my small herb patch which I used to treat the village ailments and maintain my own personal supply. Some days I wish this was my permanent position in life, however the past nor the future would not have it. After the Shinkon No Tama, things were never the same, Naraku: our greatest foe was gone but Feudal Japan was faced with a new foe, the war amongst lords.
From all the cardinal directions war between the Demon Lords broke out – fighting for dominance and territory. Inuyasha was called to fight beside Sesshomaru once again, and this time he was not fused to a timeless tree by his soul mate. Inuyasha understood his role, and he had great pride working alongside Sesshomaru in the battles, which was odd considering our history, but times were changing. However, these pointless clashes left the Lords at a stale mate, catching innocent civilians – both human and demons – in the crossfire. Like all war...pointless.
When the final battle was over with Naraku and the Shinon No Tama was no more, the well did not close, still providing me with access to the past. I was bound by obligation to my Grandfather to take up the mantel as Shrine Maiden and protector of the portal to the past. As he was growing weak and feeble, the future demanded more of my time and I only was given small slips of time to come back and tend to the past. Nurse the wounds of the battlefield for short periods of time and to ensure my village was safe. My kids were tucked away within the safety of the village, I would not see them in harm’s way – even if it was almost killing me juggling the two time periods.
Souta had gone off to University to study Business, he did not wish for the life of tending to the Shrine, and to be honest I could not blame him. He had so much of his life ahead of him, for me, I was not afforded those opportunities. My time in the past had destroyed my chances of attending university as my grades were poor, so it was decided that I would be the one to inherit the Higarashi Shrine since Grandfather was now past his time. My mother, the blessing she was, stayed on as the Shrine Keeper to make sure that things were tended to while I was away in the past – and bless her. We could never see the shrine in another’s hand with all the secrets which it held.
I pushed aside my tatami door covering and placed my overstuffed backpack next to my straw bed. This was no Tokyo, but it was home. I lit a candle near my wash plate and began to strip, peeling the modern era from my skin as it was something dirty and casting it aside. I reached across to my side dresser which one of the village carpenters kindly crafted for me, retrieving my crisp white Hoari I pulled it gently over my white bra – one of the modern kindnesses I indulged in while I was here, quickly pulling my bright red Hakamas over my freshly shaven legs, I made a hop for the entrance of my hut. I could hear Shippo and Rin approaching, followed by an aura which was all too familiar.
“Mumma,” loude now, semi-adult voices cried in the near distance and my heart raced. I was so excited to see them it was almost overwhelming.
“Shippo! Rin!” I exclaimed almost falling headfirst from my hut whist tying off my Hakamas trying to get presentable, my feet bare and my hair a mess. I tried to straighten myself with a now 21-year-old Rin clinging to my side and an equally taller Shippo crash tackling into my chest. They were still my children no matter how old they become.
“We missed you so much Mumma! Why do you have to leave for so long?” Shippo cried as he buried his nose into the nook of my neck – it was a demon thing.
“I’ve only been gone for a few weeks Shippo,” I paused, “Do you know where Inuyasha is? He was supposed to meet me?” I asked, looking up and gazed upon the sliver haired demon now standing in front of us, answering my question. He had been called off to battle.
Sesshomaru looked stoic as ever, his liquid gold eyes half cast, his pale skin as beautiful as the first day I had seen him, and his sliver hair flowed around him as the wind’s fingers played with his tresses.
“Lord Sesshomaru, it is a pleasure to see you again.” I stated giving him a slight bow, I did the best I could with two adult children clinging to me with dear life. I estimated, he should have of been on the battle front near the North-West boarder, before I left, that is where the latest skirmishes had broken out.
“Miko, you have been gone for far too long.” He stated as a matter of fact. I had been away for too long, but my Grandfather had taken a turn for the worse, however, I would never disclose that. A slight frown pulled at my lips.
“Lord Sesshomaru brought Rin a new kimono Mumma! Look, isn’t it pretty!?” My attention was brought to a grinning Rin, in a pretty white kimono with red sakura blossoms similar to the ones clad on Lord Sesshomaru’s Hoari. It was odd she picked up calling me Mumma like Shippo after all these years. I kinda just rolled with it. That and the talking in 3rdperson which I am assuming she picked up from the stoic demon lord. Things were different for her. No expectation, she could live freely as she wished, she was safe under our protection here in the village. I really appreciated this – Rin could be Rin, a beacon of innocence, just the way any child should be.
“Oh Rin, it’s beautiful! You should be thankful to m’lord, he’s very gracious to give you such a gift.” I paused, “You look very beautiful in it.” I stated, my free hand reaching to cup her cheek, she was getting more beautiful by the day. Her skin clear and rosy, her hair glossy and her figure was starting to fill out. She would be attracting suitors from all around the lands soon, I know Sesshomaru would not have a bar of it, probably why she wasn’t married off already.
My attention diverted to the stoic Lord in front of us. It was odd to have him turn up in my village, my barrier was strong enough to be painful to someone of his caliber, the only demons allowed access to the village was Inuyasha and Shippo and that was only due to the wards which they had to carry with them at all times within the walls for safety.
“What brings you to the village Lord Sesshomaru?” I queried, peeling the kids off my side so I could approach the demon Lord. His eyes met mine, and I swear I saw emotion. Something was not right.
“This one requires your assistance.” He stated, his voice cold and emotionless.
“Okay, just let me get ready. I only just got back.” He just nodded and I bounded towards my hut for the rest of my equipment. I slipped on my Geta and tied my quiver and arrows to my back. I packed numerous herbs and sutras in my hip pack and sprinted out the door grabbing my bow on the way out.
“Mumma are you leaving already?” Shippo asked, he and Rin looked up at me with sadness in their eyes.
“Yes my loves, I promise I will be back as soon as possible. Lord Sesshomaru requires my assistance and as you know, we are in a time of war. Please look after the village while I’m gone.” I gripped Shippo into a hug and pulled away with a kiss on the cheek and cupped Rin’s face and kissed her on the forehead. “I promise I will be back soon,” I whispered as I ran off towards the already walking Lord. As I approached, I could see the barrier lightly crackling around him, trying to push him away from the village, out of the barrier.
As we passed through the barrier, I put my hand out to grab the arm of his Hakama.
“M’Lord,” I paused as he peered back at me, “What is this about?” I queried. The children were no longer around, he could talk openly with me now.
“This one needs your assistance on the front lines,” he paused, “A Miko is of great merit in a war against demons – particularly one with your strength.” I peered down at his hand, it was red from the barrier burns. I was a little impressed I was not going to lie, but that was beside the point. He knew how I felt about pointless fighting.
“So, your desire is to use a vessel of the Kami to fight your war?” I spat, letting go of his Hakama in disgust.
“Precisely.” He stated and walked off.
I followed.
It has been a little over a month since Sesshomaru had recruited me for the battlefield. I had not been able to leave the front lines to get back to the village since then. It was either Sesshomaru or Inuyasha who journeyed back to base camp for supplies, but I never left.A true perversion of the power which the Kami bestowed on me, I was taking a side, killing, fighting for a cause.I had not been home to my time, I did not know how my Grandfather faired – one thing I did know, my mother would be watching out for me in the future, making sure the Shrines affairs were in order. The front line was brutal, unlike any battle I had encountered in my time spent in the past. Naraku was a walk in the park compared to this mess. The demon clan to the North – Dragon’s believe it or not, descendants of the great Ryukotsusei who led to the demise of the former Inu no Taisho. Their blood feud ran deep with the great dog demon clan which ruled the West and these years of hatred had now spilled over into full blown war.
We were front line. Sesshomaru, Inuyasha and I, working as a triumvirate of awesome power. Sesshomaru to my right, Inuyasha to my left and my awesome holy power being perverted against the Kami’s will in the middle of battle. I did not fight for fame or fortune, I fought for these lands. The lands which protected my family, my friends and my village. This was a good enough reason to piss the Kami off one last time.
However, no matter how awesome our powers were, I sometimes believed that Sesshomaru and Inuyasha forgot that I was human at times. Skirmishes would last for days at a time, and I would be at breaking point, pushing my holy power to its limits. I drew my bow taught, focused my brilliant pink light into the bow’s fibers, lacing it with my holy power and released, my breath labored, exhaustion taking its toll on my human body. That was the last of them, for today at least, from what I could feel. Sesshomaru followed my arrow with a magnificent strike from the Bakusaiga, clouds of dust spiked with the smell of acids and blood from all sorts of foul beasts laced the air.
“Patrol,” Sesshomaru called, clans men flowed onto the battlefield from behind us, mobilizing around the battlefield and into the forest. That would be all for today.
“Inuyasha, go to the village. Fetch clean clothing and supplies.” It was not a question, it was an order, Inuyasha bowed to Sesshomaru and turned towards Kaede’s village in a sprint. The small village, overseen by the God Tree, was close by as the war encroached on my home. All the more reason to fight. That was something which I never thought I would see in my short lifetime, Inuyasha following a demand from his brother. Hell, hath frozen over.
Sesshomaru turned to me, and for the first time in the last month I saw something that was not his usual stoic gaze, he was exhausted too. He would stay awake while I slept and keep watch, I knew that much. Inuyasha went on patrols or partook in the local scenery - if you know what I mean, spoils of war he would say. Which was okay, long gone were the days when I believed that Inuyasha and I would be together, I simply just was, I was content with the knowledge that he had turned into a man whore, but at least knew what he wanted now. We were happy like that, I went about my business at the village, he lived at the Western Palace with Sesshomaru training under him and working in his military – forfilling father’s legacy he would say. We rarely saw each other anymore, but that was okay because we were happy. The constant skirmishes and lack of sleep were taking its toll on the Great Dog General though – something which I never thought I would see.
“Lord Sesshomaru, you should sleep. Inuyasha won’t be back for a few days and it seems like things have settled down around here for now.” I exclaimed, slipping my bow over my shoulder. “I’m going to the hot springs to bathe.” I stated, too exhausted to care if he took my advice or not. I started walking west – I found this little gem a week ago when I finally got sick of wiping myself down with a damp cloth from water rations. Humans have to bathe otherwise our bits get infected and gross – that’s what I constantly told Inuyasha in our travels before the war, it’s still my mantra now. Particularly for women. The Sulphur hit my nose and my paced quickened, I was distracted by the thought of the warm water soothing my tired muscles, quenching my scrapes and bruises that I did not notice the presence behind me.
The clang of armor hitting the ground brought me from my delirium, I quickly turned, startled, hand on an arrow and my bow ready to attack.
“Calm yourself Miko. This Sesshomaru merely wishes to bathe also.” He stated, slowly untying his Hoari. Oh Kami, Oh sweet delirious kami. His movements were sluggish, and unrefined, trying to peel his dirty clothing off him in haste to bathe. He stripped down to his fundoshi – I would have of picked him to be a commando kinda guy, but we can’t have everything we want, can we? His rippling abs, as if the kami themselves got together and sculpted them – placing a cruel curse on woman kind. His physique a testament to his discipline in his destructive fighting ability, crafted from many moons of training and hard work. Delicate magenta strips trace the V of his abdomen and followed down his legs, a reminder of his lineage. His biceps also adorn a pair of his family crest stripes to follow. I was gaping, I knew it. He walked past me slowly, paying no attention to my schoolgirl antics. Each muscle moved with purpose and grace, his back rippled, taught with years of hard work and decorated in more magenta points. A girl could only dream at what magenta stipes she would find under his fundoshi. Oh Kami, he was perfect.
I didn't say anything just slowly untying my Hakamas and slipping out of my Hoari. Walking towards the spring in just my modern underwear, I kept my head low, worried what Sesshomaru may say about me joining him and not waiting. I was here first; this was my bath!
I slowly peered down at my almost 30-year-old figure, my breasts were still high and round, my legs long and toned and my abdomen lightly muscled from all the years of fighting. I still had it as my friend Yuri would say in the future when we would go out to coffee and that one guys gaze would linger just for a little longer then polite. I collected my clothing and Lord Sesshomaru’s - they needed to be washed and so I slowly entered the warm, sulphuric goodness of the hot spring. Once submerged I unclasped my bra and slipped off my underwear and started to scrub our clothing.
Peering over at Sesshomaru he was nooked on a rocky ledge, his eyes closed, and his silver hair spanned out around him. His Mokomoko sama submerged underwater, I assumed he was sitting on it, as I had found out in our battles, it was an extention if himself, which was cool, but weird. I remained quiet, my naked back facing the resting inudaiyoukai, knowing full well that he would not be checking out a lowly human such as myself. My body still betrayed me, cheeks flushing red as I worked extra hard on removing a grass stain from the knee of his hakamas, I could feel a tingling feeling well within my loins.
I knew what this was, it wasn’t like I was still a virgin and it was ridiculous to believe that someone wouldn’t have a fire lit in the nether regions at the sight of his graceful lord. I just prayed to the kami that the sulphur was enough to cover my fiendish scent from the sensitive nose of the great demon lord, my embarrassment depended at that thought. Cleaning our clothing and spreading them out over the hot rocks surrounding the spring to try and get them dry, I sat myself down for a soak. No modern luxury could compare.
Before I could fully relax, I released the pink tendrils of my power, scanning the area for threats, checking behind every tree, bush and rock within the kilometre radius. The Kami's hands extended from my body, reaching out at anything around us, making sure we were safe. All clear.
“Miko,” I jumped, thinking the noble silver haired demon had fallen asleep – I pushed myself up to my chin in the springs water, “There is no need to survey the area with your troublesome powers, this Sesshomaru can sense far beyond that.” He exclaimed, his eyes closed, however he held a heavy emphasis on the word beyond. Oh Kami.
“Oh, m-my lord, you are awake!” I gasped in surprise, my hands moving to my chest to at least preserve some modesty.
“Hn,” was all he responded, that famous, fabulous ‘hn’ which only made him more and more elusive to any form of conversation.
I pushed myself up against the furthest wall of the hot spring, the mist hiding me behind its protective wall. I needed Kagome time and I cursed the stupid sexy demon lord for intruding on MY time. I ducked under the water to wet my raven locks, only emerging to my chin again. If he wouldn’t leave, I was just going to have to take care of business with him in the vicinity – it was strange, in the future they talk about men on the battle field during gun fights who get ‘battle boners’ well if they had a female equivalent – I had it. My free hand moving down the front of my toned flat stomach, I pushed myself back further so that I could perch myself up on the underwater ledge. My bare buttocks pressed up against the hard, warm rock, my hand cupped over my woman hood – my legs gently spreading to accommodate. My finger moved to glide over my clitoris, and I had to stop myself from letting out a moan. My new mantra: Sesshomaru is across from you, be quite or he will scold you. Gently running my finger over my clit again, I started a steady circular motion, my other hand moving to gently caress my pert nipple. I closed my eyes remembering what it felt like to have a man moving inside of me, stretching me, moving at an insatiable rhythm, driving me mad. Holding my hips and driving himself into me deeper, and deeper, drawing a climax from my heated flesh. His warm tongue would flick out, tasting the flesh of my neck, drawing my ear lobe into his mouth. His teeth gently scraped against my neck and I let out a deep, earthly moan.
The memory almost felt to real.
My eyes flicked open only to be met with a pair of hungry crimson orbs.
A/N:
WOAHZER – I hope I didn’t bore you guys to death. I’m really trying to get back into writing and I had an idea for a mad story – so just tolerate me just for a bit – I do promise smutty lemons in the near future. BUT WITH WHO!?
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