"Myoga, if you suck too much of my blood you'll die, my blood is too pure for demon to devour." A woman said as she pulled something off of her neck. Her pale slender hand cupped a small young flea demon.

"That is why your blood is so very tasty I'm afraid." The flea responded, rubbing together both of his sets of hands in shame, "My Lord wishes to see you, he sent me to ask for you help in a matter of great importance."

"Hhm, and why should I go and bless the coming-of-age of a young dog demon. I am a priestess and have better things I could be doing." The woman spoke these words in a playful voice as she set the flea demon on a rock and stood. Her long black hair flew elegantly behind her as she pulled a katana and some armor off of the ground and strapped it over her torso. Smoothing out her long red pants, she began to walk gracefully across the grass, "Hurry up Myoga, if you don't catch up then how will your master know you have summoned me yourself?" She laughed and registered a frustrated aura as she felt the tiniest weight added to her shoulder.

"In answer to your question before, my master believes that if you oversee his coming-of-age, my master's son will grow to be a demon with the same strength, power, and heart as my master himself. This would ensure the security of my master's domain as well as the safety of the village's nearby." Myoga made himself comfortable on the priestesses shoulder and closed his eyes, crossing his four arms in front of him.

"So, he wants to protect his son from becoming like his brother." The woman sighed and shook her head. Demons and priestesses usually did not have the relationship that she had with the Great Dog Demon; however, most demons did not have the pureness of heart that this demon had. Since her birth she had been trained as a priestess, but that did not make her forget and believe that within every demon is a heart that beats just as strongly as a humans.

"Midoriko, you sly wench. What are you doing in this territory!" A silky voice called from the sky. The priestess covered her forehead with her hand, wincing at the glare of the sun. Before her was a young demon, floating down from the sky. His long silver hair was pulled back into a high ponytail and his red cape fluttered in the air behind him as he hit the ground softly, "You're in my territory witch, I'd like you to leave." The demon crossed half of an arm in front of his goldenrod kimono and glared at the priestes with cool amber eyes.

"Too bad, I was invited by your brother; you wouldn't want to get on his bad side again considering your arm has still not healed fully." Midoriko pushed some of her bangs out of her face and continued walking, smirking at the demon as she passed by him. She sensed him growl through his fangs and grab for a missing arm. A few months ago, the Great Dog Demon and his brother, who were always going after one another, got into a heated battle and both transformed into their true form. Unfortunately for the younger of the two, the demon whom Midoriko was now being followed by, his arm was severed during the battle.

"What are you laughing at Midoriko?" The dog demon caught up to her, walking extremely close to her.

"You can't scare me Iyamoru. And I am laughing at the fact that your arm still had not healed. You would have died had your brother not been as compassionate as he is. Hunting humans is not sport, and if I ever catch you at it you will die by my hands." Midoriko sent a wave of her sacred power toward Iyamoru to prove her point.

"I hate humans. They aren't as powerful as we are, so they shouldn't be allowed to live." Iyamoru said in a nonchalant way, shrugging his shoulders and placing a piece of hay into his mouth.

"If you hate humans so much, and they are so weak, then why have you never killed me?" The priestess glared over at Iyamoru with her deep and wise eyes. She knew that, thought he slaughtered many humans; they were usually bandits or some manner of ill breeded human that deserved to pay for their crimes. Though she didn't believe that life should always be repaid for by life, she did believe in the good of all living creatures, demons included. Though Iyamoru's soul was tainted with human blood, his heart was still purer than most demons, "No answer?" Midoriko laughed as she saw a defeated look in the demon's amber eyes.

"So…" Iyamoru quickly uttered cheerfully as he jumped onto a small cloud and hovered in front of Midoriko, floating backwards, "Why are you in this area anyways? What could my brother possibly want to see you for."

"If you must know," Midoriko sent out a wave of her sacred power and disintegrated the cloud, making Iyamoru fall to the ground clumsily, "I am going to bless the coming-of-age of your nephew and make sure his heart isn't as despicable as yours."

"Despicable…ouch. I'm the one with personality, probably the more human of the two of us. My brother is so serious all of the time. Really it gets annoying." Iyamoru stood as he spoke and fell into step next to Midoriko once again, picking dirt from under his claws.

"The Master is serious because unlike you, you ungrateful son, he is in charge of keeping peace in all of these lands. You should be lending him your power instead of running off and playing fetch with bandits." Myoga, who had remained silent thorough this conversation, said as he leapt onto Iyamoru's nose, earning himself a swat.

"Who asked you?" Iyomaru flicked Myoga into the air forcefully, sending him a few miles away, "Worthless vassal." Iyamoru smiled as he heard Midoriko's soft chuckle from beside him.

"So, riddle me this Iyomaru." Midoriko said, noticing his smile. She sighed before continuing, lost in thinking about how human these dog demons were, and how pure of heart they remained as they provided for themselves and kept watch over the western lands, "If you hate human's so much, why do you choose your human shape over your true form. In your actual shape you would not be plagued by weak human emotions or a weak human heart."

"Simple, my human-looking form is pretty damn sexy." Iyomaru smiled again as Midoriko let a laugh escape from her lips once again.

"I don't think that that is completely it, thought it is certainly true." Midoriko fought back a blush that she knew was coming on. Only he could make her feel like this. A priestess had no right to have feelings for a demon, especially one who believed all humans deserved to die, "It seems that you are in a war with yourself. Your mind betrays your heart and your heart, in turn, betrays your mind. You live in hypocrisy. Iyomaru, and only you can decide whether the true measure of your soul lies within your heart or your mind." Her words, words she knew were just as true for her as they were for him, left them both in silence, an armored priestess walking alongside a powerfully beautiful demon.

IIIII

A/N – So, I've wanted to do something with Midoriko and expanding on what the Anime and Manga say about this priestess. I would definitely like to get a fair amount of reviews before I think of actually continuing with the series, so if you would like to know more then please review and I will take that as a green light for starting an actual story out of this. Hope that you enjoyed what I hope to be the first chapter in a story about Midoriko. I'm going through and editing the chapters, and I would love to get more reviews this time around...so if you read this and like it please review!