Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha under any circumstances.
A/N: Just a story with Sesshomaru, anybody else from the show I put in, and my own characters, of course.
He was pissed. That was the only way he could explain it. This day had come out completely unbelievable. He was unable to find Jaken, and Rin was out cold on the grass. He gazed up at the rising sun, the sky was an array of colors. Birds chirped silently and an animal scurried through the bushes every now and then. Even a deer, small, fragile, and delicate, pranced in the clearing he was currently residing in. It turned it's eyes towards him and stood there for a moment, gazing at Sesshomaru and the creature next to him. Rin shifted and moaned in her sleep, making the deer jump through the trees elegantly, exiting the clearing in fright. It was kind of peaceful, it would be better if he weren't in the position he was now. He gazed down at his ward and adopted daughter. She was older now, her hair had become longer but she still had the pony on the side of her head. She had grown taller in the past six years, her body growing and filling itself out a little. He knew in only four years her body would reach it's height and be small and curvy, to become a complete woman. She was fourteen now, and she had stayed with him faithfully through these years. Her kimono was new and fitted her growing body a little large, giving room for her to grow into. It was a deep indigo and a light orange, the same as her first kimono, just a color change. He was a little worried of how short she was and how her body was kind of flat, but he knew her body was still growing. He sighed in frustration, then shifted his eyes back to the sky. The clouds were scarce with a background of blue, pink, orange, purple, yellow, and many other colors, but it was still peaceful. He thought back to earlier, and growled angrily to himself. This demon had thought he, Lord Sesshomaru, would mate something as dispicable and disgusting as her. She was the daughter of the leader of a cat demon tribe that lived on his father's lands. He was to be wed to her, but he refused. The woman wasn't beautiful in anyway. She was a bit revolting, her face was long and boney, with low cheek bones and thin lips. Her hair was wicked and sheer black, straight and slick all the way to her hips, then at the end the strands shot this way and that. Her eyes were completely cruel and sinister, an opaque black that reflected the light out of them, refusing to brighten themselves. Her pupils were thin slits and her eyes were small and deeply set into her face. She was sickly skinny, her body was lanky and tall, with no shape to it but still graceful like a cat's. He decided to confess his refusal to her in person, and he felt the air around him crackle as he did so. She had screamed in fury, and disappeared. So he decided to return to his pack and he heard Jaken yelling for little Rin, trying to find her. He went off to fetch her himself, and saw that the witch had found Rin. She was planning to kill or curse her, he could sense the utter hate and mischeivous in her aura. Using his demonic speed to catch up to her, something unimaginable happened, he had been beat for once. He tried to save Rin, but didn't do it efficiently and quickly enough. The witch had done something to him temporarily, paralyzing him. He quickly fought it and was just in reach of his ward, he could see Rin screaming and trying to escape from the demon. She was conjuring a spell to cast on Rin, and it ended up crashing into him. As Rin flew out of the way he could see her face twist into a furious snarl and yowled. Unable to dodge the speed of the attack in time, he shot a growl of anger towards the cat in reply. Right as he did so a black swirling form of energy came crackling and barreling towards him, and he felt nothing but excrutiating pain. The energy attacked him from every direction, thundering and hissing in his ears. It was as if his body was turned to mush, not solid in anyway, and was turning into something else. It seemed as if his back was doubling on itself and his ears felt odd. His body felt like it was transforming just as his true form, but it was agonizing. The last thing he had heard was Rin screaming his name in her childish voice and the cat witch laughing maniacly. Her voice was shaky and evil,
"My dear Lord Sesshomaru, you will never be the same again until you truly learn to love someone. As I can see it will never be anyone. So if I cannot have you, then no one ever shall!" she finished and continued to laugh, it was shrill and made his ears ring. He sensed her presence dissipate and vanish from the clearing.
He woke up the next morning with Rin gently stroking his head. Her face was sad, and her eyes were wet. Sitting up, he realized his whole body was not how it was supposed to be. He felt exactly how he did in his true form, but smaller. He was a true dog. He stretched and nudged Rin's leg, telling her to stand up. Crouching, he lifted Rin onto his back, only to be attacked by a second demon. It was small and he killed it quickly, but it had knocked Rin out cold. He growled angrily at the sky, wondering why this day was getting worse. He had been cursed, Rin was hurt, and the damn witch had gotten away.
It was four in the morning, and she was extremely tired. She was cold, bundled up in a fleece blanket and a fur jacket with her house slippers and fuzzy pajamas. The beach had been her solution to her boredom. It was December 30th, the Eve of New Year's Eve and she had nothing to do, and no one to see. Driving the streets at nine, no money to spend except her emergency money for gas or food. It took her two hours to get to the beach, and she knew it'd take exactly two to get back. Meaning she made it to the beach at eleven, she spent three hours roaming the beach, so it was two when she left, and she was suppose to have made it home a little before four. But now it was half an hour past four and she was lost. She knew she was, she just didn't want to accept that fact. There were barely any street lights and she was still near the beach, she could see the ocean, which she shouldn't be able to if she was near her house. It was snowing, definitely below twenty degrees, well it felt like it, with no extra blankets or clothes, no cash except her credit card, and no heater. She looked desperately for a motel, but there were nothing but a gas station and a life guard station here and there. She was completely and utterly in the middle of nowhere, and she had to accept it. She shivered and stopped at a red light, no other cars were there, and she was at a stupid light turned red. She decided to continue on with no green light, she sped up to at least forty when everything changed and went in slow motion. She saw something white dash across the road, it looked huge. She was too tired to function fast enough to slam the brakes, so she hit it. She stomped the brakes as she hit it and watched as her long blonde hair flew gracefully forward. Her body was coming forward too, ready to impact the steering wheel, she could see blood fly up a little from her headlights. The clock said 4:55 a.m. in bright green, and the CD she had on skipped, playing Come by Namie Amuro. Her forehead made impact to her steering wheel, and then everything went black.
She woke up not able to see anything or feel anything at first, but it hit her as if an earthquake decided to erupt in her body when her mind decided to work. An intense pain shot through her head, down her spine, and through her shoulders. She slowly lifted herself away from the steering wheel, her wrists were sore and she could feel something warm pool on her forehead, making her bangs stick. She lifted her hand and felt a humongous bump and liquid. When she brought her hand down, she stared with wide and frightened eyes. 'Oh god, that's alot of blood,' she thought dumbly as she inspected the thick, deep red liquid. Realization dawned on her as she remembered what happened, and she instantly unbuckled and scrambled to open the door. She tripped when she got out from the blanket being wrapped tightly around her legs, and rushed around to the front of the car. A little bit of blood was on the front of the car, but no body. She instantly rushed to the back, and was horrified. A large, white, furry animal was laying there underneath her bumber, mangled slightly, but not moving. She fell to her knees and saw it's fur matted with blood. She pressed her hand to a clean area and found it was breathing, but barely. Eyes brimming with tears, she gently and very carefully rolled it out from under her car. She started wrapping it in her blanket, and was even more horrified than ever in her life. 'A dog! I hit a poor DOG! Oh god I'm the most terrible thing on this planet!' her thoughts screamed and she began to cry. The guy was huge, and it was extremely heavy. Her small frame was stout and curvy, but not strong and muscled. So it was impossible for her to lift it completely, so terrible as she felt, she dragged him around to the side of her car and lifted him up into the back seat. Everything ready to go, she turned around, doing a illegal stunt and making a U-turn. The store she had seen before came up quickly and she pulled in and hopped out. The man stared unbelievably at her head as she demanded for directions to the nearest vet, ignoring his protests as she ran out of the door. She went far over the speed limit and saw city lights start popping up. Punishing herself for never stopping for directions, she finally found the vet and pulled up to the emergency drive-thru. It was a small building. So she went inside, leaving her car parked there. Everything was a blur afterwards, but somehow, she stayed with the white dog the rest of the morning. As they pulled the dog onto a bed, she saw it regain consciouscness for a split second and gaze up at her as she ran along side as they wheeled it into the back. It was out of it again though, and she felt the tears attack her cheeks. She stayed with the dog, except through sugery, which she insisted to be with it, but was denied entrance. Later through the morning she was asked questions, and afterwards granted to stay with the dog. She pulled five armless, cushioned chairs into the same room with the animal after surgery. Lining them up, she took the sheet that was given to her along with the pillow and blankets and made a bed. It looked rediculous and stupid, but she slept on it anyways. Later in the day, about three in the afternoon, she found the dog gone and heard scary barking, coming from one animal, and people yelling and banging and clanging in the back. She sneaked back there and found at least seven vets, one large cage, and a ferocious white dog snarling, barking, and snapping at anyone who came near. As she watched she remembered waking up sometime during the day, looking into gold eyes, but as she thought about it she passed it off as nothing but a dream. Well, that's what she thought it was. She came back to reality and screamed for everyone to stop. They did, and everyone stared at her. The dog still snarled, but looked at her too. As it did, it istantly wiped it's face of any anger and stop snarling. The employees looked at it as it stopped snarling, finding it sitting and not ferocious anymore. When one of them tried to go near it though, it snapped at them. She stared at the dog, watching it slowly thump it's tail against the floor and stare back at her, with it's head cocked to the side. Staring back, she slowly stepped forwards, and it's tail thumped just a few beats quicker as she did so. Instantly the man that with the white coat rushed everyone out, and led her to the dog. He started speaking to her quickly, panting.
"Ma'am, is this...your...d-dog?" he wheezed and leaned on the fence.
"No, it's not....." she looked puzzled and glanced at the dog, then back to the man in the white coat.
"Could I have the....pleasure of...of knowing your name?" he panted and coughed, as if he ran a marathon.
"I'm Airi Usagi. Why you wanna know?" she stared at his flushed face worriedly, he was sweating and looked as if he was terribly out of shape. Well, he did have the gray hair.
"Hello Airi, I am Dr. Jacklin, I notice that this animal has a liking to you and isn't violent unless you're next to him. This male healed quickly overnight, suprising compared to other records. But anyways..." he spoke with emphasis on every other word, talking about nonsense over the surgery and remarkable recovery and his apparent fondness of her. Also that he wasn't surprised since she was female. Then crap about animal stuff and dogs, she tuned out whatever else he talked about. But then he stopped and looked hopefully at her, as if trying to send some message to her. She stared at him for a moment, and finally caught on. 'He wants to know if I want him. So this guy doesn't want the dog in his clinic. Wait, Dr. Jacklin? Isn't that a girl's name? And the dog's a boy? I've always wanted a big, white, fluffy, pointed earred, male dog. And the time comes and I hit it, yeesh my life is great isn't it?' she thought with thick sarcasm. Then turned her attention back on Dr. Jacklin. 'But can I really take on something like that? I mean my parents always lectured me about responsibilities over having a pet, and all the money it cost. Oh Airi but he's just so cute! Oh god what to do!' she thought over it and studied the dog for a little while, every now and then glancing back at the vet.
"Are you implying I adopt him? You don't want him to be put to sleep, do you? Or is it you just don't want him in your clinic?" she interrogated him. He nodded, still gasping for air. What, is he sixty?
"Yes, I am implying you do that," he replied and wiped his forehead with a rag. She wiped hers herself, and felt a bandage rapped around it. She took her hand away from it and scrutinized him. 'Damn it! Will mom and dad approve? Wait you dummy your flippin' eighteen! You don't have to ask them that! You don't even live with them anymore! You are halfway across the world and they are over in America! Oh.... But will my apartment be enough for him?' she massaged her temples as she thought over everything. She had a major migrane anyways, and she was just adding onto it.
"You're suggesting that I should do it? Ok, well let's say I did. How much would it cost to adopt and to pay for the medical crap?" she asked grumpily, tired from the incidents this morning before she went to sleep, which only graced her with six hours of rest.
"Ms. Usagi I do say you should do it. The adoption and medical expenses, well what the hell. It's New Year's Eve and he's such a pain. You can have him for all I care," he waved his hand carelessly. "I'll sign the paperwork and you just fill in the blanks, but I only need a cost of twenty dollars, if you'd be generous. I've had a rough week," he grumbled to himself bitterly and stomped off towards the office. She looked off in bewilderment, and brought her fists up and rubbed her temples again, completely stressed, tired, and confused. So she just plopped down to the ground next to the dog, even after watching his ferocious rage, and analyzed him. He was extremely large, about over a whole two heads higher when she sat next to him. She could tell if he were to stand up on all fours, he'd reach her breast with his head, and his back would reach her waist. If he stood on his hind legs, he be at least six foot and like, eleven inches high. She was only five foot four. He stared at her with his golden eyes, they were full of curiousity. She thought back to her dream, or whatever it was. But then she stared back in amazement at his large body and his gorgeous features. His white hair, obiously washed previously, layed gracefully, but still fluffy. It look light silk and she ran her hand over it, it did feel like silk. His ears were large and velvety, and his muzzle was long and broad. He looked like a gorgeous, giant, german shepard, collie, siberian husky, great pyrenese, whatever type of dog he was. His body twitched when she touched his side, and she instantly pulled her hand back. She wasn't used to dogs much, especially large ones like this. She had a strange impulse to cuddle up to him and smell him, but before she had a chance to the vet rushed back and handed her the paperwork. She filled out everything, and even gave him a name. It took her an hour, but she finally came up with Soubi, a guy off one of her favorite mangas. She even gave him the last name too, Agatsuma Soubi, well actually, Soubi Agatsuma. She'd only call him Soubi, and the dog seemed to accept it. She ran her card through and payed twenty dollars out of her emergency money, asked for directions back to Kyoto, and she was off again. It took her two hours, like it should've last night, and she was back at her quaint little apartment. She turned off the car and took out the key as she opened the door. She had no desire in listening to the constant bings of the system telling her that the keys were in the ignition. Airi slowly unbuckled her seatbelt and sat in the seat, one leg out of the car and her eyes in the rearview mirror. She found the dog staring back in the mirror at her. After more staring, she felt her body scream for attention and decided to climb out of the 1996 Mazda Demio. The car was a lucky find for a sweet deal of one thousand and seventy dollars when she moved over to Japan. It was white, with tan interior, a cute find in a matter of two days. The car was a bit ragged out, but it took her places and brought her safely back home, so she loved it either way. It'd only been three months, but still, it was fine. Airi closed the driver side door gently and put the keys in her jacket pocket. Shivering from the cold breeze, she opened the back door on the driver side and backed up, seeing if he could make it out on his own. At the clinic, several vets helped him into the car. She gave him a gentle smile as he looked at her and he started to climb out.
"Good boy, I knew you could do it," she cooed softly and stroked his ears. Pulling her keys back out she walked up the stairs and into the lobby, Sesshomaru padding behind her quietly. The receptionist, a woman of age that Airi couldn't guess, gasped and brought a wrinkly hand to her mouth.
"Oh dear Ms. Usagi! This is quite different! And, oh my, is he okay?!" she asked worriedly. She stared at the dog's side bandaged up thickly.
"He's fine Hitomi, just a little accident, that's all," Airi reassured her. The old woman brushed back her white puff of hair with her hand and stared at the dog, then her eyes widened in horror.
"Oh my kami he is so huge!" she gaped in astonishment at Soubi. Airi became impatient and smiled sheepishly.
"I've gotta go Hitomi, see you later," Airi waved at the receptionist and quickly entered the elevator, beckoning Soubi to follow. Hitomi just stared after in amazement as the elevator doors closed.
"Well that was awkward. I never really am able to be social with her. Never knew why..." she spoke towards Sesshomaru. He sat there quietly, thinking to himself. 'Maybe because I feel the same way about that old woman...' he shook his fur lightly. The doors opened at floor nine and she trudged out, checking if her dear Soubi was following, and he was. She smiled at his behavior. Then wondered if it was only because of his condition. She walked down the hallway with it's dull brown carpet and coffe colored walls with little pictures and art here and there. Stopping three doors away from the corner, she put her key into the door of room eighty-seven and sauntered in, letting Sesshomaru in too as she held open the door. Locking the door, she walked into the kitchen and sat down her purse on the marble counters. The apartment was small, with wood floors in the kitchen, and fluffy sand colored carpet in the livingroom and bedroom. There was a pull out couch in the living room, it's color a navy blue, with a small glass coffee table in front of it. A twenty-seven inch screen tv sat on a medium sized entertainment cabinet the color of mahogany wood with a dvd player, stereo with huge speakers, few dvds, games, and a skinny PS2 sat organized in the shelves of the cabinet. Also guitar controles sitting on metal stands. There were many pictures and things here and there from when she was in America. A cello in a black case sat in a corner next to a large bay window with a seat that could account as a bed. The place was brightly lit during the day, accenting her easle and paintings she attempted and drawings scattered on a desk. That area had wood floors too, since it was supposed to be a dining area. Sesshomaru continued on to the dining area to look around. Airi felt her stomach growl and remembered about the dog needing food. Pulling out a creased paper from her purse, she gazed at the ingredients for a main food for him, then other exceptions. Airi dug through her cabinets and found as many of the ingredients she could, substituting at least two of them. She gazed over at Sesshomaru and saw him sitting there staring at her cello. She smiled and walked over to the stereo, putting her MP3 to work and played some things from Disturbed, knowing it'd change to Foo Fighters, Green Day, Korn, Ke$ha, Linkin Park, Marilyn Manson and such. She hummed to the song Facade and started Soubi's dinner. He padded back into the kitchen and watched her with interest. Thinking of how this had come to be. 'The woman hits me with her vehicle, then decides to take me in. She's a strange one, and a stupid one,' he thought to himself as he slowly accustomed to the bandages on his side. Airi placed his food in the microwave, consisting of meat, vegetables, and some seasonings that were supposed to be food was warmed up and she placed it on a paper plate and sat it on the floor. Sesshomaru walked over and sniffed the food, licked it, then looked up at Airi annoyed. She humphed and sighed irritably, making her own dinner, which now was for two. Mashed potatoes, chicken, and peas, they both sat on the floor and ate greedily. She finished and watched him eat. He licked his jowls and sat there, looking at her when she tossed his plate away.
"You like to stare alot, maybe it's because you like meh for ma body. Haha, that's so corny," she twirled her finger in her hair nervously.
"So this is it huh? I've gotta cook food for you too, not just give you regular dog food you picky little butt head, like a normal dog should," she scowled a little, but then brightened her mood.
"But now I has a roommate!" she squealed delightedly, not having to go insane from lonelyness anymore. Rare visits from Kagome weren't enough. Sesshomaru cocked his head to the side, and she rubbed her forehead.
"Yeah yeah. So it's getting late. I'm tired, I'ma sleep. You do your own thing I guess," she waved her hand at him and he rolled his eyes. Doing her bed duties, she finished and climbed into her soft, welcoming comforters. Half asleep, she heard padding, and a sigh from Soubi. Peaking down, she saw him curl up and lay there. Feeling guilty, she called him onto the bed, but as she whistled and cooed and patted the bed, he only stared at her. When he layed his head back down, she sighed exasperated and fell back onto the pillows. 'Fine, stay down there,' she thought tiredly. Sesshomaru sighed himself and shifted into a more comfortable position.
'The woman thinks I'm going to share a bed with her, she's insane. Though I think that wouldn't be so bad... No! That will not happen, this is only for a small time,' he thought as he drifted to sleep. The next morning he woke up to an annoying alarm clock, and watched as the woman, Airi, drag herself out of bed. She turned it off, and starting to wake up, ran over to the bathroom closet and grab two towels and a wash cloth, which were all white. 'How complementing,' he thought sarcastically. Airi spent twenty minutes in the shower and climbed out, drying off. Sesshomaru saw her naked body, and instantly looked away, it was disrespectful, even if he was a dog. She then blow dried her hair and straightened her blonde hair so it wouldn't frizz. He saw her run out of the bathroom with only underwear on and look for a outift for work. He couldn't help but watch her now, this was actually enjoyable. Maybe seeing a half naked woman every morning wouldn't be so bad. She did have a nice body, curvy, small and petite. Pale skin with blonde hair, blue eyes, and rosey cheeks and lips. The girl was only five foot and two inches. Very, very small compared to him even in this form. He chuckled to himself at the absurdity. Her breasts were large, he realized, especially for a woman that small. They were only double D's as they called it these days. He shook his head of thoughts that started to parade in his mind. Finished, she made him breakfast, took him for a walk, which was different for her not having a dog on a leash, and opening the window as she left for work. Three days passed, and it came to saturday. Sesshomaru hadn't even started to smell, he was just dirty was all. But she decided to take the difficult task of washing him anyways.
"We need to go to a pet store!" she sang. Sesshomaru just thumped his tail against the couch as he raised an eyebrow. She widened her eyes in surprise. 'C-can dogs?....no, no. They just seem as if they are moving, whenever dogs look left or right, or up or down,' shaking her head, she humphed and pulled at his tail.
"C'mon you big loaf! We're going out!" she sang again, more happily this time. He growled and snapped his teeth towards her, not really aiming to hurt her. She scolded him, and after a minute of annoying scolding, he just pushed her towards the door.
The store was large, and the aisles were endless. Sesshomaru could sense the nervouseness from Airi. She waved down a employee and as the young boy walked closer, he slowed down. He was gaping at Sesshomaru.
"Miss is that a horse?" he asked stupidly. Airi gasped and instantly answered, deffending her dog.
"No! He's a dog! I just need shampoo, conditioner, toys, a collar, and a leash. The collar and leash I need them to be black and stuff," Airi tapped her chin thoughtfully. The boy got over his fear and told her where to find everything, coming back after a few minutes handing her two bottles for washing him, still giving wary glances towards Sesshomaru. She found a grooming brush, a black collar with blood red trim, and a matching leash with spikes. She then took him to the toy aisle and he looked at all the plush, chewies, and tug-o-wars with disdain. They were stupid. He didn't do what domesticated dogs did. He was a Demon Lord. A Taiyoukai. This was beneath him. He growled at her, latching his teeth to her skirt and pulling her towards a register.
"Soubi! You don't want a toy? Really? Hey stop tugging!" she finally came free of his tugging and payed for her things.
"You're a weird dog," she told him as they drove home. He snapped his head towards her, and shook it. 'Oh yes and you are so normal, the plainest I've seen,' he thought with dry sarcasm. Later she put his others things away and pulled out the shampoo and conditioner out of the bag, dragging him to the bathroom. He growled as she tried to pull him towards the bathtub, but after a few minutes, he let her have her way. She attempted to dodge the wave of water as he spashed into the tub, but she gotten soaked anyways.
"Soubi! Agh! I'm soaked...." she pulled at her black t-shirt sticking to her breast, and Sesshomaru gazed at them. She peeled the shirt off, along with her shorts and started washing him. He felt uncomfortable with a woman he didn't even know bathing him and half naked while doing it too. 'But she's a gorgeous one, I'd say. And you don't mind her being naked in front of you either and you know it,' his beast growled with pleasure. 'That isn't true. I feel no such thing. This is only tempo-,' his demon cut him off. 'This is not temporary! This woman will be ours, you know because you let her have her way plenty more than others,' his demon growled in anger. 'Shut up, this woman isn't going to become mine. I'm in dog form, it'd be impossible,' he barked back. But his beast only laughed at him.
The next week passed by fairly quickly, with a routine every day. Airi to get up at 6:00, take a shower, run around half naked or naked to find clothes, which Sesshomaru enjoyed, make breakfast for Sesshomaru, take Sesshomaru out for bathroom duties, take him back inside, open window, and go to work. Sesshomaru would lounge around during the day, bored and still healing. Airi would come home, drop off things, take Sesshomaru out for a walk, bathe him every four days, play cello, paint, draw, make dinner, play game, watch tv, take a shower, go out rarely, and then stay up or sleep. Sesshomaru watched the girl with interest everyday, she was such an odd one. Especially with her style of clothing, wearing gothic to work or wherever she went. When she was at home she wore pajamas, which usually consisted of Legend of Zelda or Guitar Hero, and sometimes some skimpy little things, but she very rarely wore those things. It was as if they were a last resort or something. He watched her go out the door, and braced himself for another day of complete boredom.
Flare: I hope this chapter wasn't boring. It's my first story. So if it sucks, then it sucks.
Sess: Yes, very boring. I was yawning through half of it. And why the hell am I a dog?
Flare: Shut up! It wasn't that boring...*crosses arms*
Sess: Well, it was interesting and all. The bath scene was alright. But, that's about it.
Flare: *glares* Well, then maybe I'll tie you up next to Inuyasha in the next chapter, you can be annoyed by him all day. Or for the rest of eternity....*glares mischeviously*
Sess: *glare back* You wouldn't....
Flare: Oh, I will. *dashes over to computer, pulling Inuyasha to it*
Sess: No! *catches her before she can make it and tosses Inuyasha to the side*
Flare: Yes! *squirms and tries to get to computer* You can't stop me! Not even if you bribe me!
Sess: Oh, not even if I bribe you? *evil glint in eyes* I think I know what will fix that....
Flare: *stares with wide, disbelieving eyes* Uh..See you next chapter! And never!!!*twists away from Sess and runs away*
Sess: *starts after her* I love a game of chase!
Flare: Never! And hey! Why are you still here?! Next chap-TER! *screams*