*Spirited Hearts*
Chapter one
"As long as I'm alive, I will live!"
These were the words shouted from the lips of Nevaeh as she ran from the cottage and into the forest. The old woman left sitting in her rocking chair sighed, "That headstrong goof!" She chuckled slightly remembering her own youth. "I hope she reaches the stream in time. Oh, she will live alright. Her greatest adventure has yet to come." She smiled knowingly as she gazed out the window in the direction her granddaughter ran off in.
"She doesn't understand anything!" Nevaeh cried in frustration after pushing past another branch that got in her way. A little farther and she would soon be upon the brook. She could already heard the water bubbling across the pebbels and rocks. Nevaeh was startled, however, when she found a man, no a beast, kneeling down and washing something from his garments.
He had long silverish hair that flowed to his waist. Red stips across his cheeks and a deep blue creasent moon on his forehead. Eyes that were as golden as the sun and slit like cats eyes. But he was no feline. Nevaeh could tell even with the long, white, fluffy tail that he drapped over his shoulder that he was much more ferocious that any cat. He didn't seem like one that would pounce, more like the type that would tear. A dog, or a wolf.
Nevaeh took a few cautious steps toward him. She knew he wasn't from around here just from his clothing. He was wearing a large, white kimono with armore laid to the side of him. The next move she made, snapped a twig and his ears swiveled around. He looked at her with a skeptical eye. As if discerning if she was a threat. He sniffed at the air and after grunting his dissaprovel, turned back around and continued what he was doing.
Nevaeh was stuck to her spot. She took a full look at him and decided it was a crime to be that gorgeous. Before she had another thought he pealed off his shirt, to wash it in the brook, and caused her to gasp as his strong muscels flexed as he moved. Without turning around to her he inquired, "Who are you, human? And what is your buisness here?"
"I live here, sir. My name is Nevaeh. Who might you be?" She walked up to him and sat down about five feet from him. He glanced at her briefly and then looked her over more closely. She had long strawberry hair that fell as long as her skirt, which was a tight number that ruffeled at the bottom hem at her mid thigh. To contrast to her dark blue jean skirt, she had a bright red silk top that criss crossed about her back. She was sitting with her long slender legs propped up, with her arms drapped across them. All in all he found her quite beautifull considering she was a mere human. He himself was a dog-demon, he never really paid attention to humans. They always smelled and he thought them stupid. She smiled at him, waiting for his answer.
"I am Sesshoumaru, Great Demon of the western lands." "Wow! What a mouthful! But seriously, who are you?" she asked again.
He looked at her amused, "I am serious." he pulled his shirt out of the water and rung it out before hanging it on a nerby branch. "Do you know of a village near here? I am looking for the witch, Sara."
Nevaeh gasped and got up as she started backing away. "Why do you seek her out?"
Sesshoumaru smiled knowing he was close and this girl could lead him there. "No reason really. She put a spell on me about 50 years ago and I would like it to be removed now. Considering you are the 'headstrong goof' she said I would be bound to if she didn't, I would prefer to have it taken off as soon as possible."
Authors Notes: this is my first Inu-yasha fic! I hope you like it! Sesshoumaru is my fave so everything I write will be about him! : ) well i might write an inu-chan, kagome fic. *shrugs* Nevaeh is my character by the way! Hope you like her and dont forget to REVIEW! Everyone loves them!
Chapter one
"As long as I'm alive, I will live!"
These were the words shouted from the lips of Nevaeh as she ran from the cottage and into the forest. The old woman left sitting in her rocking chair sighed, "That headstrong goof!" She chuckled slightly remembering her own youth. "I hope she reaches the stream in time. Oh, she will live alright. Her greatest adventure has yet to come." She smiled knowingly as she gazed out the window in the direction her granddaughter ran off in.
"She doesn't understand anything!" Nevaeh cried in frustration after pushing past another branch that got in her way. A little farther and she would soon be upon the brook. She could already heard the water bubbling across the pebbels and rocks. Nevaeh was startled, however, when she found a man, no a beast, kneeling down and washing something from his garments.
He had long silverish hair that flowed to his waist. Red stips across his cheeks and a deep blue creasent moon on his forehead. Eyes that were as golden as the sun and slit like cats eyes. But he was no feline. Nevaeh could tell even with the long, white, fluffy tail that he drapped over his shoulder that he was much more ferocious that any cat. He didn't seem like one that would pounce, more like the type that would tear. A dog, or a wolf.
Nevaeh took a few cautious steps toward him. She knew he wasn't from around here just from his clothing. He was wearing a large, white kimono with armore laid to the side of him. The next move she made, snapped a twig and his ears swiveled around. He looked at her with a skeptical eye. As if discerning if she was a threat. He sniffed at the air and after grunting his dissaprovel, turned back around and continued what he was doing.
Nevaeh was stuck to her spot. She took a full look at him and decided it was a crime to be that gorgeous. Before she had another thought he pealed off his shirt, to wash it in the brook, and caused her to gasp as his strong muscels flexed as he moved. Without turning around to her he inquired, "Who are you, human? And what is your buisness here?"
"I live here, sir. My name is Nevaeh. Who might you be?" She walked up to him and sat down about five feet from him. He glanced at her briefly and then looked her over more closely. She had long strawberry hair that fell as long as her skirt, which was a tight number that ruffeled at the bottom hem at her mid thigh. To contrast to her dark blue jean skirt, she had a bright red silk top that criss crossed about her back. She was sitting with her long slender legs propped up, with her arms drapped across them. All in all he found her quite beautifull considering she was a mere human. He himself was a dog-demon, he never really paid attention to humans. They always smelled and he thought them stupid. She smiled at him, waiting for his answer.
"I am Sesshoumaru, Great Demon of the western lands." "Wow! What a mouthful! But seriously, who are you?" she asked again.
He looked at her amused, "I am serious." he pulled his shirt out of the water and rung it out before hanging it on a nerby branch. "Do you know of a village near here? I am looking for the witch, Sara."
Nevaeh gasped and got up as she started backing away. "Why do you seek her out?"
Sesshoumaru smiled knowing he was close and this girl could lead him there. "No reason really. She put a spell on me about 50 years ago and I would like it to be removed now. Considering you are the 'headstrong goof' she said I would be bound to if she didn't, I would prefer to have it taken off as soon as possible."
Authors Notes: this is my first Inu-yasha fic! I hope you like it! Sesshoumaru is my fave so everything I write will be about him! : ) well i might write an inu-chan, kagome fic. *shrugs* Nevaeh is my character by the way! Hope you like her and dont forget to REVIEW! Everyone loves them!