(A/N) I was bored so I jotted this down and posted it. Just a little snippet of Sesshomaru and his Vampire girlfriend.

Unhealthy

"Leave her body, Sesshomaru. That lifestyle was unhealthy."

They always said that word. Unhealthy. They said over and over again that she was unhealthy and disgusting. I see a radiant woman stripped of her weaknesses. Stripped of her humanity. A vampire that blamed humans as much as I did. Yet she didn't want to kill them. She saw the purity in them. So I would make her feed off of me.

She hated it. But as soon as my blood would make contact with her tounge, her thirst would always take over. She hated herself. She wanted me to stop feeding her. But I couldn't stand to see her so sick and thirsty so I would use a knife to cut my finger and shove it into her mouth and the frenzy would start. She would hiss, I would smirk, she would latch onto my neck, and in about 2 or 3 seconds, it would be over. She would hiss and sit in a corner and tell me to leave, but I never would. I would clean the blood off of my neck and hold her close to me until I fell asleep.

Now that would never happen again. The very blood that she refused to feed off of was standing there with a silver stake in his hand. Her blood tainting the tip. She stared up at me with a pleading expression. She wasn't dead. She was asking me to bring her home.

I gently set her down and stood. The man's eyes were filled with a smugness. Smugness I despised. I lifted my claws and with one powerful swing, brought it down and slashed his flesh.

After that one night, the demon lord brought his lover to a healer.

She survived.

But due to the lack of venom being removed from the every night feedings, Sesshomaru went through some changes. Bright eyes got brighter, pale skin got whiter, and his appetite grew... bloody.

So now they walk through the streets of London, in 1852, with arms linked. Horror washed the streets every night now that the rose haired beauty by his side ceased to ignore humans. Seeing as one nearly took her life, Sesshomaru completely agreed.

A small child wrapped his tiny fingers around his mother's hand. She smiled down at his ash-blue eyes and silver hair.

'And they thought she was unhealthy...' the demon or vampire lord thought.

(A/N) So how was it? I think its kinda stupid but oh well. R&R PLZ!