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Summary: Kagome has been brought up to think that demons were pure evil and to be shunned and feared. When she runs across a wounded Sesshoumaru will she abandon everything she was taught to get close to him?

There he was again. This was the second week she had seen him there. Standing by her tree outside. His light specks of eyes staring

impassively into the night. White hair blowing but never seemed to be out of place It was all due to the night she had

stumbled upon this wounded demon. She had bought him supplies to heal himself but he had just looked at her like she

was stupid. She remembered blushing furiously. Of course demons didn't know how to apply human medicine. She had

wrapped his wounded hand up in gauze. He had growled lowly at her, but didn't attempt to pull back his hand. Just watching her carefully for the

normal human reaction to a demon. Kagome knew she should be afraid. After all she was taught that demons would kill

you without a second thought. They were cold, ruthless. It was all laid out in her textbooks at school .But they look so

much like us, Kagome would think. How could they as evil as these books implied? She had bought this up to her

teachers, and they looked at her as if she had come from another planet." Just because Kagome." They would say.

Without any further explanation. She had come to resent this way of human thinking. If demons got a bad rap hanyous

had it worse. Usually explained as the product of some poor human woman and a ravenous lustful demon, a willing

human whore and a demon, or some poor male fool who was so caught up in the beauty of a demoness he did not

notice the nature of her inhuman beauty until he had his way with her. But he was a man they would explain, how could

he be expected to control himself among such beauty even if it was a demon? All of it disgusted Kagome. Usually the

Hanyous were abandoned. The women that offspring were shunned. They lived in a place called Flower palace. A

miserable run down place in the outskirts of town. They had called it a palace because they were lucky enough to

to be allowed to live according to the men in the village. Anyplace should be good enough for them. Kagome didn't

know why they didn't give the children up and start a new life. But the hanyou children would be killed in orphanages.

These women, not happy about raising such things but not being able to bear the thought of how their children would be

treated if they were to give them up. They had to be the saddest people Kagome had ever seen. Sighing, she turned her

head to look at the demon. outside. Who had down nothing since that day but stand at the tress where she had first

encountered him. She decided to speak. "Can I help you with something?" Silence. "Well, i'm Kagome." More silence.

She looked down nervously. Why had he come to her and not ever say a thing? "Are you looking for something?"

He turned his head slightly towards her. Deep purple markings told her of his high standing. Why would a demon lord

spend all this time in her yard? "Sesshoumaru." Kagome's eyes widened. His voice was as smooth as his appearance.

His name, The killing perfection would be enough to send any normal human running. But then again she didn't think she

was normal. His name sounded like music to her. "So, is there some business you have in these parts?" He turned away.

"Wait!" she cried. She didn't know what she was doing when she ran towards him. It seemed as if he had paused to

wait for her. When she got to him she wasn't sure why she had did what she just did. "Um, will I see you sometime?"

He looked at her so deeply, as if seeing inside of her. She had to look down. "Humph." Was his answer, before he

turned and left. She took that as a yes. Kagome actually looked forward to seeing this "monster" again.

Authors note: It will be longer as the chapters continue.