To Love Someone by Engel

To Love Someone

Hey. I noticed that a lot of people make Inuyasha look bad with cheating and all. So, I wanted to turn the tables.

Sesshoumaru's POV

I sighed. The path twisted in front of me, like a narrow ribbon of white against the night sky. A question had been agitating me lately, poking and picking at the inside of my mind for sometime now.

It had a lot to do with Kagome. Ah, dear Kagome! It seems only yesterday we were wed, even though it is now been a couple of centuries. A demoness, she had become, and such a fine one!

She had bore me one son and one daughter, Ken and Ayone. I loved them both so much, and adored their mother. But my burning question had a lot to do with them, as well...

Kagome had been turned into a full demon. I was already pure-blood. But why then had the joining of two pure-blood inu youkai's created two three-quarters demon children? Why wasn't Ken's hearing as good as it should have been? And Ayone's brown eyes?

It didn't add up. Kagome didn't lie, and she hadn't been hiding anything. Or so he thought. She was great at keeping her emothions hidden, and believe it or not, but I can't read peoples minds. I don't know everything. And that hurts right now.

The path continued to get longer. I didn't say anything about it to her, because I didn't want her to try and lock herself away from me. I let my feet lead me, I knew the old road well. It was here when I was a child, and when my father came out to the East for buisness matters I would spend most of my time here. There were many a demon then, and houses lined the road. In those houses were children my age, whom I spent all my time with. Some more than others...

But those days were long gone, and I had someone to spend the rest of my life with right now. But, she had been acting strangely as of the past few months. When I tried to talk to her she would shy away. And when she couldn't get away she would be cold and ignore me. I touched her and she would become angry. It didn't make sense to me at all.

Now the houses were in ruins. They reminded me of myself, once so loved and taken care of and in such granduer. But these homes had seen many wars, and many changes in life. Humans were taking over, and the old ways were diminishing. I felt I was going mad, like the Elder Magnus of Augverne.

But I was not him, and I would survive. So would Kagome and my children. But they would survive with me knowing what was up with Kagome and what the problem with their birth had been. I didn't know how I would find out, or if I ever would. I didn't even know where to start looking for my answers! The only person I could think of had limited resources, as the humans destroyed more and more of nature for their growing civilization.

The path halted at the edge of a great forest. One of the last ones left. I entered and continued on through the maze of trees. The moon reflected off of my haori, another thing I had changed with the rest of the population. My clothes were more modern now. In fact, I owned suits for meetings with other countries.

But my dear Kagome always brought me back to good times. Now, however, she brought me to troubling questions.

Ah, I was here. To anyone else it would seen=m nought but an old tree, but to me it was a great and wise demon. He came to life at my presence imediately. Old branches descended upon me, and his thoughts penetrated my mind. I told him, my dear Mori, of my problems. He suggested that I force Kagome to speak with me on these matters, but I wasn't so sure. I was starting to change with the time as well, but Mori stayed put in his ways. Another reson I loved the old man. He must have seen my worry, for he turned to his humanoid form. At first it was that of an old man, tired green eyes and gray-streaked brown hair. But he changed into his younger form, with smooth skin, high cheekbones, and Old World clothes.

I had spent nights and days with him during my time as a samurai, and our memories were fresh in his mind. Our link had never severed.

He held me tight for a moment, and reassured me. I could only hope this would be alright. He told me there was nothing wrong with Kagome, what was happening she could get through on her own. But I couldn't help but think that there was a sadness in his eyes when I had left.

I did intend to talk to Kagome about it. Whether she liked it or not. I started to head back to the castle, another thing that was wearing away. And it was only a couple of centuries old! But I didn't want to dwell on that. However, a sudden change in the wind brought Kagome's scent to me from the Southern Eastern side of the boarder. With her scent was another's, one that had not attacked my nose since the fall of the evil hanyou, Naraku.

Inuyasha.

Why would she be with him? The questioned turned over and over in my stomach, making me feel a bit uneasy. I had a sudden feeling that I was about to figure out why Kagome had been treating me so bad lately. Nevermind our children at the moment!

I rushed towards the scent. With each foot their scent got stronger, eventually mingling with the thick scent of blood and sex.

My head swam. Inuyasha had raped her, that had to be it!

But as I came to the sight and watched, I began to understand a few things. One, which had registered in my mind first, was that Kagome wasn't unwilling. In fact, the passion in her eyes was as crazy as his. I felt like death had swallowed me whole, as if I had dropped to the bottom of some deep hole somewhere and would never return.

And I felt the agony, pain, and rage of her betrayal sweep through me, picking me up and taking me somewhere that I knew didn't have a road back. The door had shut behind me, locked, and the key had become evanescent.

So, this had been the reason of my children? The very 'demons' who stood beside their parents now? My blood boiled, and I felt the long chained inu rise in me. Blood was spilled that night, blood of my loved and hated ones.

And in that same night, with the betrayal of Kagome on my claws, I shed the last person who could have stopped this affair.

Now I knew what it was like to love someone.