Five long, trying years had passed since Kagome had first dropped down into the well. She had acquired numerous friends along her many journeys, each helping with the search for the shards of the broken Shikon no Tama. Enemies had also arisen, blocking her group’s way many times and causing grief among her chosen companions. Yet they did not falter around her, staying a steady source of comfort and courage for all the changes in her turbulent life.
But most noticeably, above all the meeting of friends and facing of enemies, she had gained power.
Kagome had learned to focus her miko powers to their fullest, the change coming slowly over the years. She had trained diligently under the old miko, Kaeda, absorbing all her information and more. The woman child could now call forth a barrier greater than any other seen before, spread out for miles to encompass her small group when danger neared. Her purification arrows could tear through the strongest of armor and skin, utterly destroying youkai of every kind. She was no longer the weak and powerless miko whom they first met, but now one who, with a pure and untainted hear, protected those she cared for and those who were in need of her help.
But the group had lately begun to grow worried about their powerful friend. They had found her occasionally wandering off from them, as if searching for something. Sometimes she would be gone for several minutes, sometimes several hours. Frantically scouring their area would find their miko friend resting on a rock or peering into a pool, as if awaiting their coming. Other times she would return on her own, merely walking into the camp and sitting down among them as if she had never been gone. Questioned by them, she would merely reply with the same confusing and unhelpful statement.
“I don’t know.”
At first the group had prodded her for more information, trying to spark some memory or understanding. She would always repeat her answer, her face confused and almost terrified by the lack of remembrance. After several interrogations, with each a failure, they had finally stopped questioning her further, knowing she spoke the truth and not wishing to have her worry about their concern. Her friends, however, kept a closer eye upon her, though without success. She still managed to evade their watchful vigils, disappearing and returning with more consistency.
Upon one day, however, their miko friend did not return. After several hours of waiting patiently, hoping in vain she would come back on her own, the group began a frantic search of the area. What they found instilled fear in their hearts.
A pink barrier had been erected at the entrance of a cave not far from where they camped, shutting all out from what lay behind. Inuyasha and the group, recognizing Kagome’s essence, attempted to find a way into the barrier but without success. Neither the Tetsaiga nor Miroku’s wind tunnel could break the barrier she had placed, the hanyou and monk trying diligently with the sword’s ultimate attack and the cursed hand to make even the smallest of dents; all leading to utter failure.
Finally, after several hours of failed attempts and their imaginations drained with trying to find new ways to break the field, the group headed back to the camp sight with heavy hearts. They sat before the fire, the faint glow of the barrier within view and a constant reminder of their situation. The only option the companions had was to wait for what would come, and only hope the best of outcomes would arrive quickly.
While the group of travelers sat before their fire, unbeknownst to them another soul was not far from their position. Sesshoumaru patrolled his lands with a sharp eye, having been distracted for the past week with matters concerning the border between his lands and the Northern lord’s. Suddenly, he sensed the hanyou’s group nearby and masked his scent, angered by their intrusion into his lands and curious why they would be resting. Their scents around the area were a number of hours old and spread throughout a wide distance, showing they had explored their surroundings with a strangely excessive amount of thoroughness.
Then a strange aura caught Sesshoumaru’s attention, one not far from the group and slightly familiar to his senses. He curiously headed toward the mysterious scent and quickly found an entrance to a cave, the mouth blocked by a pink, unwavering barrier. The opening reeked of the companion’s smells, forcing him to surmise the hanyou’s group was, for some unknown reason, protecting the den. Stepping up to the softly glowing light, he was interested to see the power flare at his coming. A sudden pulsing at his hip brought his gaze to tenseiga, the life-giving weapon appearing to call to the strange aura surrounding the cave.
Suddenly the barrier before the cave separated before him, seeming to fold into itself to create a gap wide enough for the youkai to pass through. With a moment’s look at the barrier Sesshoumaru stepped forward, watching the energy for any signs of hostility. After seeing nothing to warrant avoidance, the taiyoukai boldly walked into the entrance to the den. The barrier closing behind him, however, did cause the inuyoukai to turn his head, his golden eyes narrowing suspiciously toward the newly risen purple haze. However, the tenseiga thrumming by his side encouraged him onward, a sure sign no danger was near. With no hesitation he turned away from the entrance and looked to the deep depths of the cave, striding confidently into the waiting darkness.
Proceeding further into the cave Sesshoumaru was met with several more barriers, each parting the way for him to proceed as though he was expected. He regarded the tunnel with little interest, his fascination being caught by a light which had appeared ahead soon after passing through the fifth barrier. The pulsing at his hip grew more intense as he drew closer, his eyes never blinking as the glow grew brighter with each step he took.
Suddenly the way opened and Sesshoumaru found himself within a large cavern, the ceiling high above him as he stood at the entrance to the room. Swiftly his eyes took in all which lay within the confines, his curiosity being roused greatly by what he saw.
A pile of strange clothes lay off to his left, neatly stacked as if awaiting their owner. The apparel was strangely familiar to him, what appeared to be a short green kimono attempting to bring forth a memory. Suddenly Sesshoumaru’s eyes widened in slight surprise as he recalled the hanyou’s group seated outside, as if they had been waiting for someone. Then did the taiyoukai remember where he had seen the ridiculous clothing; the young onna whom traveled with the hanyou had worn such an unsuitable kimono. She had not been among them when he had sensed their presence, nor had he seen her in the area.
The main object which caught his attention, however, and one which swept aside his thoughts, was a large mound leaning against the right side of the cavern. Upon closer inspection Sesshoumaru was interested to find the large mound was in fact a cocoon, its silken strands wrapped tightly around some unknown entity. He cautiously approached the large container, reaching out and running his fingers along the top. A humming emitted from the cocoon, the sound nearly surprising him enough to break his composure.
Pulling his hand away and looking behind him at the cloth set aside, Sesshoumaru could only assume whatever lay within the cocoon belonged to the apparel. He looked for a long moment between the silken container and the clothes, then seated himself to await the owner’s awakening. He set his swords to the side, the entire cavern feeling of safety without a hint of threatening aura, and watched the pulsing sac with some curiosity.
For several hours Sesshoumaru sat his silent vigual with the cocoon, his eyes closed as he listened for any sounds of movement before him. His attention was rewarded when a sudden shifting was heard, shadowed movement from within soon accompanying the sounds. His hand instinctively reached for the swords to his side even as the noises grew louder, the skin of the sac stretching as whatever lay within attempted to gain freedom.
With a sudden cracking noise did the shell break open, the sides falling about the figure within similar to a flower’s petals falling. Before him, fully revealed and completely naked, lay the miko of his half-brother’s group. However, she was not as he remembered her, and the youkai within him silently rejoiced at the changes.
Upon the miko’s forehead was imprinted a symbol of the shikon no tama, shining lightly with a deep violet glow. Her shining black hair had turned completely white, flowing around her shoulders and reaching well past her waist. Soft violet stripes marked her face and her ears were now pointed, giving her a most feminine and youkai look. The woman’s breasts had filled out while her form had become softer, her skin shining in the light of the still glowing cocoon. A long, white tail lay out behind her, twitching slightly as she stirred from what appeared to be a deep sleep.
For all her changes, the miko now perfectly embodied a inu-taiyoukai female.
Kagome’s eyes slowly opened, the miko wondering why she felt so warm and comfortable. Not even her sleeping bag was as comfortable as what she now lay in, an almost purring noise vibrating in her throat as she stretched out upon the soft surface. Sitting up with a yawn, however, her eyes shot wide open as she looked about herself.
Sesshoumaru, the lord of the Western Lands and self-proclaimed hater of ningen, sat mere feet away from her. With a small “eep” she launched herself against the wall behind her, her tail instinctively wrapping around her as a means of protection. Confusion hit her even as her back scraped against unfamiliar rock, her eyes flitting about the cave in utter shock. She could recall nothing of how she had come to be where she was now, and the reality of having a possible enemy so close did not alleviate her fears.
Sesshoumaru watched calmly as the miko scurried away from him, his eyes still raking over her nude form with pleasure. He silently admitted to himself, a thought which gladdened his inner youkai, that the female was most pleasing to his tastes. The tail, however, was covering his view and his youkai found the hindrance unacceptable, growling low in an undertone of warning.
Kagome stopped her terrified movements when the Lord suddenly growled threateningly, her scared eyes turning upon him as her mind still fluttered with questions. Then did she notice her clothes lay next to him, her eyes widening in horror as she looked down at herself. However, the sight below of a fluffy white tail wrapped neatly about her only led to more confusion, her mouth falling open even as the taiyoukai lord stood from his seat.
Sesshoumaru, tired of her fear-filled actions and with his youkai struggling almost viciously to be released, began walking toward her. He did not stop as she noticed his actions and attempted to push farther against the wall, rather the action perfectly imitated a female showing submission to a male inuyoukai. His youkai, being tortured by the sight of the submissive and naked beautiful youkai female before him, nearly succeeded in taking control, the taiyoukai’s eyes turning red for a moment before slowly changing back to the normal gold.
“What sorcery have you done to yourself, miko?” Sesshoumaru questioned, stopping a mere foot from the woman.
“I didn’t do anything to myself, I’ll have you know!” Kagome, almost instinctively, cried out in indignation, glaring at the taiyoukai. However, she quickly remembered to whom she was speaking and cast her eyes to the ground. “I don’t remember anything except being with my friends, and then I was here....with you.”
The spirit shown by the female amused both the taiyoukai and his youkai, and the recalled knowledge that they were indeed alone with the barriers still in place further strengthened the eager youkai’s interest. Nothing could stop him from doing what he pleased, providing the female before him was a bitch worthy enough of him.
Sesshoumaru inwardly growled at his youkai’s thoughts, the idea of mating with his half-brother’s miko disgusting him. However, his beast’s logic was most tempting, and admitting to himself strengthened the youkai’s resolve to dominate this female.
“Sesshoumaru-sama?” Kagome suddenly spoke up nervously, noticing the subtle change of eye color from the gold to a soft scarlet. “Could you hand me my clothes please?” she asked, her intentions to leave fueled when he did not respond. “I have to find my friends, they’re probably worri-”
Kagome’s words were suddenly cut off when Sesshoumaru swiftly moved forward and covered her lips with his own. The miko attempted to rip free, more out of surprise than anything, but the taiyoukai’s arm had snaked its way around her body and pinned her to him. She froze as something distinctly hard pushed against her, knowing well what the lord before her wanted. With renewed vigor did she begin her struggle, virgin fear and utter shock fueling her actions.
To Kagome’s relief Sesshoumaru pulled away, though only a few inches, and stared at her for a long moment. However, the sight before her brought no comfort as his eyes steadily became a dark, fiery red, almost pulling her in with their intensity. She became light-headed as the taiyoukai’s hand began to slide along her back, her tail unwinding itself to allow him better access to her skin.
“Sesshoumaru-sama...?” Kagome whispered, shaking her head to try to dispel the haze surrounding her.
Sesshoumaru merely growled softly in answer, nuzzling his nose against hers as a rush of heat suddenly shot through her body. She gasped at the feeling, trembling slightly as the youkai’s wandering fingers slid along the curve of her hip. A strange voice within her, one she had never heard, began pleading for her to submit, to enjoy the feelings surging forth from his gentle stroking. Kagome, hesitated for a moment, unsure if the voice was leading her astray or not, but when the taiyoukai suddenly moved his lips to her neck, sending a delicious shiver through her, she let a soft moan escape her.
Sesshoumaru silently marveled at the little beauty he had caught, her skin as soft as silk and her quickening breath causing him to harden further. With a loud, conquering growl did he suddenly move her quickly to the soft shell of the cocoon, pouncing on her as she willingly lay down. His lips found hers and they wrestled, their tails intertwining as her hands sought to tear his clothes off. Gladly he did so for her, soon covering her naked form with his own as his hand parted her legs.
Kagome shivered as his length brushed against her soaked entrance, touching the hardened nub and sending a shock of heat through her. She opened her legs wider with a soft whimper, fully aware this would hurt but having the voice inside her bringing encouraging words. She gasped when Sesshoumaru’s hand slid down to her center, stroking her clit and causing her to writhe in pleasure. She arched her back as the youkai suddenly bit slightly into her neck, the sensations sweet as she regrettably felt his hand move away from her core.
However, Kagome shrieked in pain as she felt his staff push into her entrance, breaking her virgin barrier without remorse. She felt tears slide down her face as her eyes were tightly shut, the stinging pain between her legs more than she had expected. The taiyoukai above her, seeing and almost feeling her distress, held still, waiting for her to adjust to his intrusion. To his relief her breathing began to even out, stilling from the pain and fear she had felt, and he slowly began to move within her.
Kagome silently thanked Sesshoumaru for waiting, knowing he was impatient by the low growling reverberating against her breasts. She felt her walls finally start to stretch along his sizable length, shifting a little to find the perfect position. When the taiyoukai began to slowly thrust into her, however, the miko moaned loudly, his manhood brushing against her hardened nub with each stroke. She wrapped her legs around his, feeling him slide deeper into her with the simple act.
Sesshoumaru nearly purred his approval as he felt her legs widen around him, stroking harder against her in silent gratitude. He groaned as he felt her muscles around him tighten with each soft thrust, the hot, wet channel telling him to go faster. He eagerly acquiesced, beginning to push into her with more strength as she began moving with him. His youkai howled its glee as his partner began clawing at his back with her nails, the twitching walls around his length telling him she was about to reach orgasm.
Kagome could feel her peak coming as Sesshoumaru thrust harder and deeper, their thighs slapping against each other as her muscles began to spasm. With one last, hard push by the taiyoukai did she fall over the edge, her back arching as she screamed her pleasure to the cavern walls. She cried out in pain, however, when two sharp fangs tore into her throat, spilling her blood even as her partner spilled himself into her womb.
Finally the two collapsed against each other, sweat coating their bodies and their breathing heavy. Kagome, completely exhausted, gladly slipped into a deep and untroubled sleep in the arm of the taiyoukai. Sesshoumaru continued to watch her for a while, his youkai finally content, before he, too, drifted off to slumber.
The following morning Kagome stirred slightly, wincing as her sore body protested the movement. She groaned and attempted to snuggle closer to the warmth laying next to her, receiving a soft growl in response. Slowly she opened her eyes, finding her own staring into a pair of golden ones, blinking in confusion for a moment before the full truth hit her.
She’d had sex with Sesshoumaru, taiyoukai of the Western Lands.
“You bit me!” Kagome scolded, sitting up and touching her hand to her neck where the wound lay. Then her face dropped slightly, as did her hand, as she looked into the eyes of the taiyoukai. “Why?”
“This Sesshoumaru’s youkai marked you” Sesshoumaru answered calmly, sitting up and wrapping his tail around her. He pulled her close, nuzzling his mark to calm them both. “Because of your...change, he has chosen you as our mate.”
Kagome took this information slowly, watching as her tail twitched beside her in nervousness. She was still unable to remember when or why she had entered the cave, and her new form shocked her beyond comprehension. However, the new voice within her, what she could only describe as an extension of herself, gave words of comfort. The tone was calm and steadied her nerves, telling her she had taken on the new form to better aid her friends and her miko powers.
Finally she shook her head and wondered at the taiyoukai, once her former enemy, who now sat beside her completely nude. She examined his last words, when he had explained why he had mated with her, and they worried her.
“And you?” Kagome asked hesitantly, turning her face away. “Did you want to mate with me?”
“Yes” Sesshoumaru replied quickly, causing Kagome’s head to swivel around in surprise as he pulled her closer. “This Sesshoumaru will not leave you, one worthy of bearing my pups. Your friends, however...” he added, a smirk coming to mind at his half-brother’s expression when the truth was revealed. “They may have some misgivings.”
Kagome shook her head with a small, knowing smile on her lips.
“They’re my friends, they won’t abandon me” she answered, looking at her clothes and wondering if they would fit anymore with her new body. “Even Inuyasha, though he’s going to be really mad when he finds out.”
“This Sesshoumaru will deal with the half-breed” the taiyoukai quickly answered, growling deeply as he nuzzled his mark on her neck. “But first, what is your name?” he questioned, having realized he had never bothered to remember it.
“Kagome” the miko answered, almost laughing at the absurdness of such a question after they had mated. “Higurashi Kagome” she added, closing her eyes as she leaned back against Sesshoumaru’s hard chest.
The miko was curious to know what name she held now that she had mated with the taiyoukai, but decided against asking such a trivial and complicated question to the Sengoku Jidai era youkai. Maybe later, after she talked with her friends, would she begin to ask what their mating would mean to her life. So many things had happened since she had woken up from the strange cocoon, Kagome wondered what new changes this evolution would lead to.