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paynesgrey_ficsFandom: Inuyasha
Title: The Unquiet Winds
Chapter Title: I Am Not Kagura
Characters: Sesshoumaru, Kagura's reincarnation (inevitable Kagura/Sesshoumaru), Shippou
Genre: Fantasy/Supernatural/Suspense
Rating: PG-13 (overall)
Universe: Canon divergence, Modern
Chapter Word Count: 827
Notes: This new serial was started to follow the themes for contests at Livejournal. This is the 22nd installment, written for the "If you spend too much time thinking about a thing, you'll never get it done.-Bruce Lee"" prompt at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
ib4y20. You can find all the previous chapters at my archive HERE.
Story Summary: Natsumi dreams of another woman's past, a woman who desperately wants to reunite with the man she loves, even if Natsumi has to suffer in the end.
Chapter Summary: Natsumi mulls over all her research on Kagura and Sesshoumaru, and she resolves to finally act.
Natsumi closed the book with a snap and sighed deeply. She looked at her cup of tea mournfully, as she had only drunk half of it and the rest of it was dark and cold. She frowned, looking at the pile of books she’d checked out from the library. Sighing again she glanced at her notes about Kagura and Sesshoumaru.
Her notes about Sesshoumaru were surprisingly detailed compared to hers of Kagura. As the information about the infamous youkai buzzed over her brain, she shook her head and rose from her kitchen table.
She headed to her bathroom and looked in the mirror. She was a slight, average looking Japanese woman with a button nose, dark eyes that were larger than most, and shorter dark hair that curled around her ear lobes. As a nervous habit, she pushed the strands behind her ears and watched the curl hug them naturally.
One thing was certain, she had always been Minora Natsumi. She had grown up in Hokkaido with a loving family, and her mother had stayed home to take care of her and her brother while their father worked on an assembly line for a toy company. Sometimes he had brought home toys that had been broken or painted incorrectly, and he would fix them and let his children have them. Her brother Shinji, would always push ahead and grab the toy he wanted first, and Natsumi, though irritated, would let him have his way. She knew, by a definite character calculation, that her brother would grow tired of the toy in a day or so and then Natsumi would have her turn with it.
Natsumi was patient. She was patient about everything, which is probably why she was still in her late twenties and single. She had been on some dates before, and she had connected with others through internet dating sites, but no one was suitable enough. No one excited her enough that she could quell her patient thoughts and not wait for someone better.
No man consumed her thoughts, that is, not until Sesshoumaru Taiki had walked into her life. Whenever he was in her thoughts a hot burn would pulsate in her heart and spiral in her chest. He was beautiful, she admitted, but she did not think he was a man that would like an average woman like herself.
Now, after spending much time doing research, she was sure Sesshoumaru’s interest in her was only because of Kagura.
“But I am not Kagura,” she said to herself in the mirror sternly. She narrowed her eyes at herself. “I will never be you, and you will never take me over so you can be with him.”
Her head throbbed again, and Natsumi was sure that Kagura did not like that statement. She didn’t care. She wouldn’t let this youkai woman take over her body. It scared her what Kagura could do to her. What is a human’s power compared to a youkai’s? And if her spirit had lasted this long, as wind of course - one of Kagura’s powers that Natsumi had come upon in her research, then who knew what the youkai woman could really do to her.
Natsumi laughed. Of course, Kagura was no longer corporeal. Did she need Natsumi’s body to get exactly what she wanted? Natsumi assumed that was why she felt pain every time she got near Sesshoumaru. Perhaps it was Kagura’s spirit struggling to take her over so she could come out and be with him.
“The hell if I know,” Natsumi said to herself, and she looked at her reflection in the mirror again, feeling crazy. The whole ordeal with past lives and meeting Sesshoumaru was making her lose her mind.
She took a deep breath, and then another, and she looked at herself and tried to hold onto her memories of herself, with her family and with her friends. Even with the losers she dated and let go. She was her own self, and she would not let this ruin her life.
“I’m over-thinking this,” she said to herself. “I need to stop thinking, stop researching, and just act. I need to solve this Kagura problem once and for all!” she told herself in determination.
But that meant only one path. Natsumi had to confront Sesshoumaru, even if it pained her. Even if she bled all over him in order to say one sentence to him. She would do it if it meant he could help her through this so she could move on with her life.
Natsumi paused, and an ugly thought came through her head that she almost wanted to deny.
What if Sesshoumaru wanted Kagura to come back? What if he was never really forthright with his emotions and learned to love her after all?
Natsumi shuddered with fear as anxiety came over her in waves. No, she hoped it wasn’t true.
What if Sesshoumaru wanted Kagura to take over her after all?
Title: The Unquiet Winds
Chapter Title: I Am Not Kagura
Characters: Sesshoumaru, Kagura's reincarnation (inevitable Kagura/Sesshoumaru), Shippou
Genre: Fantasy/Supernatural/Suspense
Rating: PG-13 (overall)
Universe: Canon divergence, Modern
Chapter Word Count: 827
Notes: This new serial was started to follow the themes for contests at Livejournal. This is the 22nd installment, written for the "If you spend too much time thinking about a thing, you'll never get it done.-Bruce Lee"" prompt at
ib4y20. You can find all the previous chapters at my archive HERE. Story Summary: Natsumi dreams of another woman's past, a woman who desperately wants to reunite with the man she loves, even if Natsumi has to suffer in the end.
Chapter Summary: Natsumi mulls over all her research on Kagura and Sesshoumaru, and she resolves to finally act.
Natsumi closed the book with a snap and sighed deeply. She looked at her cup of tea mournfully, as she had only drunk half of it and the rest of it was dark and cold. She frowned, looking at the pile of books she’d checked out from the library. Sighing again she glanced at her notes about Kagura and Sesshoumaru.
Her notes about Sesshoumaru were surprisingly detailed compared to hers of Kagura. As the information about the infamous youkai buzzed over her brain, she shook her head and rose from her kitchen table.
She headed to her bathroom and looked in the mirror. She was a slight, average looking Japanese woman with a button nose, dark eyes that were larger than most, and shorter dark hair that curled around her ear lobes. As a nervous habit, she pushed the strands behind her ears and watched the curl hug them naturally.
One thing was certain, she had always been Minora Natsumi. She had grown up in Hokkaido with a loving family, and her mother had stayed home to take care of her and her brother while their father worked on an assembly line for a toy company. Sometimes he had brought home toys that had been broken or painted incorrectly, and he would fix them and let his children have them. Her brother Shinji, would always push ahead and grab the toy he wanted first, and Natsumi, though irritated, would let him have his way. She knew, by a definite character calculation, that her brother would grow tired of the toy in a day or so and then Natsumi would have her turn with it.
Natsumi was patient. She was patient about everything, which is probably why she was still in her late twenties and single. She had been on some dates before, and she had connected with others through internet dating sites, but no one was suitable enough. No one excited her enough that she could quell her patient thoughts and not wait for someone better.
No man consumed her thoughts, that is, not until Sesshoumaru Taiki had walked into her life. Whenever he was in her thoughts a hot burn would pulsate in her heart and spiral in her chest. He was beautiful, she admitted, but she did not think he was a man that would like an average woman like herself.
Now, after spending much time doing research, she was sure Sesshoumaru’s interest in her was only because of Kagura.
“But I am not Kagura,” she said to herself in the mirror sternly. She narrowed her eyes at herself. “I will never be you, and you will never take me over so you can be with him.”
Her head throbbed again, and Natsumi was sure that Kagura did not like that statement. She didn’t care. She wouldn’t let this youkai woman take over her body. It scared her what Kagura could do to her. What is a human’s power compared to a youkai’s? And if her spirit had lasted this long, as wind of course - one of Kagura’s powers that Natsumi had come upon in her research, then who knew what the youkai woman could really do to her.
Natsumi laughed. Of course, Kagura was no longer corporeal. Did she need Natsumi’s body to get exactly what she wanted? Natsumi assumed that was why she felt pain every time she got near Sesshoumaru. Perhaps it was Kagura’s spirit struggling to take her over so she could come out and be with him.
“The hell if I know,” Natsumi said to herself, and she looked at her reflection in the mirror again, feeling crazy. The whole ordeal with past lives and meeting Sesshoumaru was making her lose her mind.
She took a deep breath, and then another, and she looked at herself and tried to hold onto her memories of herself, with her family and with her friends. Even with the losers she dated and let go. She was her own self, and she would not let this ruin her life.
“I’m over-thinking this,” she said to herself. “I need to stop thinking, stop researching, and just act. I need to solve this Kagura problem once and for all!” she told herself in determination.
But that meant only one path. Natsumi had to confront Sesshoumaru, even if it pained her. Even if she bled all over him in order to say one sentence to him. She would do it if it meant he could help her through this so she could move on with her life.
Natsumi paused, and an ugly thought came through her head that she almost wanted to deny.
What if Sesshoumaru wanted Kagura to come back? What if he was never really forthright with his emotions and learned to love her after all?
Natsumi shuddered with fear as anxiety came over her in waves. No, she hoped it wasn’t true.
What if Sesshoumaru wanted Kagura to take over her after all?
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