Disclaimer: I don't own Sesshomaru (who might be a tad ooh) but however I do own Kitzumi and the other characters because they are completely made up by me. This is another story I wrote for a grade, but this was for my creative writing class in 9th grade. Honestly, I can't say my writing improved much from Dancing your dreams true to this. Enjoy!

Ch. 1- By the light of the moon

*Sigh*

"Go get this, fetch me that!" it seemed that in the heat of her pregnancy that's all my mother did, boss me around. Being 15 I am the oldest child though, the only one at that.

*sigh*

Crossing the river just outside of my village I tossed my head back to stare at the moon. I smiled; the moon was so beautiful, so… full.

"I wish I was that beautiful." The boys of my village often told me I was pretty but that's nothing like the moon, I know.

Bending over I began filling my bucket with water. I could feel a presence behind me and I could smell blood, like that of a demon's. Turning swiftly, facing the dense forest I waited.

"Uhg." A low voice rang through my ears, one that froze me. Like the moon, I thought.

Seconds later a tall silver haired demon slumped into the clearing. Badly hurt he collapsed. Running towards him I shouted out over my shoulder "HELP!"

As I got closer I could see a navy crescent moon on his forehead and two pinkish purple marks on his left cheek. He was about 6 feet tall and his long silver hair came down to his mid-thigh. He wore a white kimono with red around the collar near his left shoulder and the edge of the sleeves. On the red portion were white flower prints. Over his right shoulder was a long sash of fluff. He also had a yellow and blue cloth rapped around his waist.

A few people had come to see why I yelled. Few dared to cross the river onto the clearing, fearing the demon was only faking his pain and planned on killing.

Kneeling by him, I pulled him into my arms. He let out a soft moan but otherwise didn't move.

"Come help, can't you see he's hurt?" I coaxed a few people closer with a friendly wave of my hand.

"Kitzu! Unhand that demon!" Shouted my mother dramatically as she pushed her way through the crowd that had gathered around the unconscious demon and me.

"No, he's dying look at all this blood! We have to help!" I cried out hugging him closer to my chest.

"He will kill us." She gestured towards all the villagers that had gathered people nodded in agreement.

"How do your know, he's not even conscious! I argued not letting him go.

Opening her mouth to argue more she shook her head, "Fine we can take care of him, but he leaves the moment he gets better." Rolling her eyes she walked of towards home.

My heart leapt we got to keep him, at least for the moment.