A/N: Hello guys! Before we proceed with my story let me tell you something first. This is my second attempt to write a Fanfiction and I know that my grammar construction is very weak so forgive me.

Chapter I: The Visitor

She can hear the slow and silent footsteps approaching to where she was. She was somewhat surprised and curios as to whom those footsteps belonged to. She was surprised that someone actually managed to break in without her noticing it. This person must possess a great power to get inside her castle which she hid under a very powerful spell and barrier she could summoned.

She can feel that whoever it was, she is quite sure that this person needed something from her very badly so far as to search where she was hiding. She smirked at her thought; after all, people only looked for her to make her grant their wishes.

How annoying. Can't they just leave me alone until I rot here?

The footsteps stopped in front of her room. She didn't bother to look when she heard the sound of her door being slowly opened; she continued to stare at the bright moon proudly shining on the night sky.

Few moments had passed but neither of them made no sound nor move from their position. Just when she was about to open her mouth to ask the stranger what it needed from her, she suddenly heard a long sigh, full of pity and sarcasm?

She quickly turned her head to see who this impudent person who seems mocking her was. Her eyes widened in disbelief when she finally recognized the beautiful demoness in front of her. It has been hundred years since she last saw the powerful demon sorceress. She was stoned in her place staring at the face of the woman she once thought her mother, the same woman whom she still looked upon to after discovering she was not hers . Her idol, her savior, her teacher, her ever so loving lady and the mate of the late powerful Taiyoukai of the west.

She saw her faint smile while walking closely to her. If it's not for the very reason why she hid and confined herself in this damnable castle, she would probably on her feet by now running towards her to give her a warm welcoming embrace she used to do back when she was just a child, then she would probably be scolded by her for not behaving like a prim and proper lady she always reminded her to be.

The demoness was now sitting properly in front of her. She calmed herself when she realized that the demoness was brushing off the strands of her hair that was blocking her pretty and pale face. She tried to hide her trembling whenever she felt her cold skin onto her much colder skin.

"Stop staring at me with that wide eye of yours" The demoness commented. She didn't realize that her eyes were still wide open all this time staring at her. "You still not learn do you? I told you million times that it is not good to stare at peoples' faces like you are seeing a ghost" she added still brushing off some more hair.

She suddenly bowed down her head. All the beautiful memories of her mistress with her came flooding down to her now, after a long time that she avoided to remember absolutely everything in her past. Her body was shaking more and more when she started to remember the moment her mistress spending more time with her more than her own son. Those times were her treasured memory. Even the memory of her being harshly scolded by the demoness when she did something that displeased her was also included in that so-called-treasure.

After some time of reminiscing she felt a hand on her head. That same gentle hand which she always wishing to pat her head whenever she did well on her sorcery. She closed her eyes. Oh how she missed those moments.

A bitter smile formed on her lips as the demoness continues to stroke her hair.

She slowly moved to gently brush the demoness hand off. She did it gently out of respect to her as one of the most powerful demon sorceress and not as her once-most-special-person-right-after-her-future-husband.

"It is such an honor for you to trouble yourself just to visit me Milady" she said her head still down. She doesn't want to look at her eyes. "What can this humble sorceress do for you?"

"Drop the act already" she heard her say it.

She immediately lifts her head and gathers all her courage to look straight in the demoness eyes.

"You don't need to act like a polite child anymore. I am very much aware of your hatred towards me but that doesn't give you any excuse to disobey or ruin what has been long decided."

"What do you mean?" she asked though she already has an idea on what she was talking about.

"Don't play innocent now, we both know what I am talking about" after that, the great sorceress gracefully stood up. She slowly made her way to the door leaving her behind. She stopped and turned to her direction. "And just to remind you, don't think of running away again. There is no place for you to hide; you know I can easily find you. You don't have much choice anyway. Just stay here and wait for my next return understand?"

The demoness left without waiting for her reply. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fist in anger.

Her words keep echoing in her head. Don't think of running away. There is no place for you to hide. I can easily find you. You don't have a choice.

Choice. She doesn't have a choice. Since she was a child she doesn't have that. Not that she didn't know what the word choice means when she was young. She didn't need it. Someone was always there to aid all her needs. Someone did the choosing for her about everything and just anything. From what clothes to wear, what food to eat and what to do. She blindly follows them to please her lady.

Choice. The first time she choose for herself was also became the start of her misery. That misery opened her eyes to the truth that she wished she didn't see. The truth that she was a fool to believe in her mistress, a fool to believe herself that she can finally be released from her grasped and a fool to believe in love.

She didn't realize that she was already crying until she heard herself sobbing from the pain. This was the first time in a long time that she cried again.

She was known as a powerful sorceress but she feels weak, hopeless and pitiful one again.

Choice.

Does she really have none? If only she could kill herself just to escape. She shook her head and dried her tears to think. She needs to think of something about that matter.

She stayed silent until the sun replaced the moon in the sky. Then something came up to her mind and just then she finally heard the birds singing after such a long time.

A/N: Well what do you think? Sorry for keep referring my leading lady as "She" I am still thinking if this story will be a SessxKag fic but I'm still undecided so I think I will reveal it next chapter. I am nervous to post this story because I was thinking that there might be a story that looks like this (I am just being paranoid, I think) I mean there's like thousands of fanfic of Inuyasha here and it is not impossible that there's a story out there that has a same plot as mine. If you know something like that please be kind to inform me, I don't want to be called a copycat. Enough of my rumblings please don't forget to leave a review :).