The lonely girl koroko
She was Kokoro, and She was not like any her age. She was just a lonely girl in need of a hobby, and that hobby more of an obsession was with the local creatures called Yokai (demons). That day which she remembered well was a cold and bleak December day and she was bored as always. She went for walk in demon country. Yeah Demon country, Kokoro wasn't all that bright; she was brave if a little crazy at times but that was Kokoro for you. She was walking in the woods when a light snow began to fall.
That's when she heard it; it was the sounded like a crying child. She followed the sound it lead here to a small clearing in the trees, which was littered by the tattered, torn, bloody remains of what appeared to have once been a Female Yokai or so Kokoro thought. 'Who could have done such a horrific deed?' Koroko wonder as walked around the remains, her face now pale with dread. She had seen death before in mountains, but never this violent. Koroko came to the where the belly of the beast was, on the ground only feet away was a crying Yokai whelp only a few hour old. It appeared humanoid in form almost like any human child, but it had purple strips on each of his cheeks, and a blue Crescent moon on its forehead. Kokoro moved to the child, her loving heart wouldn't let her just leave it there to die. She took off her Haroi(kimono jacket) she wrapped it around the crying demon child. "Sshshh, Little one," She cooed to calm it. "Well look at this you're a little boy." Kokoro rocked the demon, in her arms like she would any baby. It was miracle he survived at all, seeing how horribly the obvious mother Yokai was slain.
Koroko would later explain that the remains looked like they had been ripped to shreds by giant claws. She looked down at the demon, who seemed calm now. He yawed sleepily in Kokoro's arms. He cooed questioning at her. Kokoro smiled reinsuring at him. "I guess you need a name, hum." Kokoro cooed back as she tried to think of a good name. Remembering her Kanji class, which she was no good at, she worked out a name. "Well, you survived when no one should, I guessed you defeated the circle of life, in a way. So I will call you…"
Kokoro smiled brightly. Yes that a great name. She had it, that statement before gave her a great name for him, and one she was acutely quite fond of. "I will call you, Sesshomaru." Kokoro finished as she smiled lovingly at the newly named Sesshomaru, who cooed approvingly at the name. Kokoro then turned and left, a cooing little Sesshomaru in her arms, she was returning back to her modern home near the wilds of Demon country. Now she had a secret, but she had no need to keep it, her parents were never around to care, and her older half sister was just happy to have Kokoro out of her hair, and as for school.
Kokoro had online classes she could do in her room, the joys of being rich. There where plenty of things in the attic she could use for Sesshomaru. She had no friends to get in the way, she had all the time in the world for her little one. The snow stated to fall harder by the time she was half way home, Sesshomaru soon asleep in her arms.