Okay guys, this is my first fanfic ever, so be nice. I really hate flames more than a lot of things, so beware, if you decide to yell at me I just might yell right back; other than that I really am a nice person. And without further ado:

Disclaimer (this also applies to any and all future chapters of this story): I don't own Inuyasha.

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It was almost time, she could feel it. The spell was weakening. Soon, she'd be free; unfortunately said freedom would come just in time for the biggest challenge of her immortal life.

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It was a fairly normal day in the life of the western lord. He was on his way to get Rin and Jaken, just having finished settling some issue or another with the lynx demons, there was always something wrong with them, and they could never seem to settle it on their own.

All in all, he'd been in better moods, and right now he was in no mood to have anything else disturb his day. That was the main reason for the extremely irritated streak in the middle of all the curiosity that was aroused when he felt and heard the enormous explosion of power a little to the north of where he currently was.

With a mental grimace and an inward sigh of resignation, he sprinted in the direction of the explosion, intent on making this investigation as brief as possible.

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She almost wanted to laugh, after a hundred years, in the end all it took to burst the spell completely was a small prod, who would have thought. And though she didn't laugh she did grin as she sat up on the stone table that had been her self-imposed prison, and started to stretch.

Suddenly her attention was caught, her senses started prickling, whispering that there was a very powerful, slightly pissed demon speeding her way. However, she brushed it away, thinking that if they really wanted her dead then they might succeed for about a minute at most, and that wasn't anything to fret over. With that in mind she summoned her human disguise in order to throw whoever it was off a little more, and then went on stretching and fixing her dress, after all a hundred years left quite a few kinks in the neck and wrinkles in the outfit.

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As Sesshomaru got closer he slowed his pace, and went into silent, prey-stalking mode in order to better sneak up on the newest object of his curiosity, whose back happened to be turned to him.

When he finally glimpsed her, he was torn between dropping his jaw in complete incredulity and laughing out loud, neither of which registered on his face in the end. There was no way a female could have exuded such power, and not only was she female but she also appeared to be human. There was no conceivable way this was real, to say nothing of possible; he would have been completely convinced that this was some kind of sick joke except that it wasn't his birthday, and he didn't know anyone who would dare pull such a stunt… well maybe Inuyasha, but he didn't posses the brainpower that it would take to think up a scheme this complex.

Despite being, as he thought, a natural impossibility, she wasn't totally unfortunate looking, from what he could see of her; in fact for a human she could almost pass for pretty (not that he would ever admit to feeling this way, in this lifetime or any other). Her hair fell to her mid-low back in large, graceful, black curls. Her figure was made up of a nicely proportioned hourglass shape, and her skin looked slightly tanned, enough to give her a healthy glow.

Her clothing was a style that was completely unfamiliar to him. It was a full-length dress, made of a silvery hanging fabric, the sleeves were tight all the way down until they widened around her hands. Had he been able to see the rest of her, he would have seen that the neckline came down to a modest V in the front, and that the dress was skin tight all down her torso till it came to the top of her hips where, after passing a small belt, it started increasing in fabric amount; this gain in fabric was continuous to the end of the skirt where the final circumference, if stretched out would easily allow her to run full tilt without revealing much at all. The belt was loosely fastened at the front with a green jewel that matched her eyes to perfection, and on her feet were dainty looking slippers (not the going to bed kind, almost like a flat Cinderella kind), that matched her dress. And lastly there was a little silver bracelet on her left wrist, and if one looked closely there were what appeared to be little charms hanging off of it at evenly spaced intervals.

As it was he waited, with ever dwindling patience, for her to sense his presence; he didn't think this was an unreasonable expectation as he had felt something akin to miko powers in the original explosion, and his was hardly a demon presence that was easy to hide.

Finally, he decided that she was taking entirely too long and so jumped down and walked to the edge of the clearing, and that last action ultimately got a reaction.

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What was this person doing sitting in the tree behind her? If she didn't know better she would swear that they were checking her out!

'Aha!' At last they were moving (she always won the waiting game), and it seemed that they had stopped right at the edge of the clearing, 'hmm better put us both out of our misery.' and with that thought she turned…

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He watched as she turned, none too soon, towards him, and felt a distant tug of familiarity when he saw her face.

An inaudible sigh later she looked him over with a, "and you are?"

"The Lord of these lands." And though none of what he was feeling came through in his voice she could still sense the anger percolating under the surface.

After a quick glance around, she clarified, "the Western lands?" Her answer was silence. Then, continuing to look at her surroundings, she commented, "I was under the impression that lords were traditionally older." She saved him from deciding whether or not to respond by continuing. "However, that's irrelevant, as I was asking for your name, not your title."

"What you were asking for is of no importance to this Sesshomaru. The question is who are you, that would dare intrude upon my lands?" Why was it that her eyes widened when she heard his name? She probably just realized her mistake in talking to him so freely.

"First of all, I know for a fact, I was here long before they were your lands, so in all technicality you could be called the intruder." Seeing his far from pleased expression, she continued, "My name is Tenakia, Nakia for short. And you're Sesshomaru…" and with that last self addressed comment she stepped closer to him and peered into his eyes questioningly. What she was looking for, only she would know, what he did know was that he didn't like the look she was giving him.

Finally, with a slight nod, she stepped away.

"Well, it's been an interesting experience… meeting you, Sesshomaru, Lord of the Western Lands. However, I have places to go and people to see, farewell." And with a slight nod of the head she left him standing in the clearing with only his ever-growing treasury of questions for a companion.

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