Hey this is my first fic. you will enjoy it mutherfuckers. :)

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Disclaimer: I dont own Inu-Yasha... but i do own him if you know what im saying.

Chapter 1

"Hey! Sesshy?" She looked down on him with her big brown eyes, ink black hair framing her flushed face, her soft plush pink/red lips pursed in anticipation.

A deep, angry, rolling growl ripped itself from his battered body, bubbling up, nearly sending vibrations through the air. He was loosely propped against a tree, his mokomoko sprawled out, around and under him, blood staining it and his clothes. His fine silver white hair draped down his neck and collarbone, most of it fanned out on top of his mokomoko.

Kagome jumped back in surprise, not because of the growl, no, but because of the fierce, deadly, simply chilling look in his eyes.

She had simply been walking through the forrest, well, stomping really, of fuedal Japan, having recently sit Inu Yasha six feet under, into the ground. The pounding of her fed up heart was just starting to subside, only to start back up vigorously. She was taking in the lush scenery, and beautiful flowerbeds, and the little fairy-looking demons frolicking and playing, when she stepped through a few pairs of trees and into a small clearing to the one of the most majestic and terrifyingly beautiful scenes she would ever witness in her entire life. All of the nature around her paled in comparison to what she had stumbled across. Inu-Yasha's older half brother, Sesshomaru, The killing perfection, on the verge of looking close to death himself.

The sunlight filtered down through the uniquely shaped leaves of the trees above him. They fell like silk threads of spun gold, illuminating him, making him glow; even the rich, red blood that fell from a gash on the side of his forehead to his striped cheek, and his chiseled jaw, only to drip down, staining his once pristine haori, had a shimmered of gold where the light touched it. His 'muzzle' pulled back in order to intimidate, in order to show his lethal fangs.

"Human-" his tone was surprisingly serious and indifferent, with a definite hint of contempt, his tone had a gravelly, animalistic undertone, however "-What have you dared to call this Sesshomaru."

Kagome felt a shiver go up her spine. He noticed.( she also mentally face palmed when she realized that she unconsiously called him her, 'how to remember the persons name' nickname that she had given him, along with ya-ya for inuyasha)

"Erm-" she took a step forward. His claws glowed green.

"Do not attempt to think that you may venture within my sight unprotected, after what that half breed mongrel did unto my person." His deep bass voice lowered as he growled out, " I will rip you to sheds. Should you so tempt me."

Kagome ignored him as she looked him over again. His battered body, all of the blood . . . no left arm. Yes; this was what ya-y-I mean InuYasha had done to him just yesterday inside of thier fathers tomb. She felt an overwhelming wave of guilt and regret swamp her. And Grief. Grief that stupid, overbaord InuYasha had damaged this beautiful, perfect being. Grief that something so beautiful and majestic could be damaged, and that it was, and she was looking right at it, and not only that... but it was her fault.

Her femininly curvy body shook as the revelation hit her, she balled up her fists in anger at that wich cannot be undone. It felt like she had destroyed Michealangelo's sculpture of David, or his breathtaking painting in the sistine chapel; something so priceless, marred. By her. Hot tears clouded her vision. "Im so sorry." Her voice cracked.

Inwardly (of course), Sesshomaru was taken aback. After he had threatened the ninjen with a painful death, he could smell the regret rolling off of her. Wich had initially made sense, until he felt guilt as well. Guilt? Guilt would only make sense if she was reacting to his appearance and not his threat. And if that were the case then it was well desereved, however that still did not make sense, she was on the half breed's side the whole time, was she not! What had really floored him was the completly overwhelming scent of grief coming off her in tidal waves. There is no other word for what she was obviously feeling, than greif. Grief and regret and guilt. . . and salt. Salt for tears.

"Im so sorry," she said in that helpless voice. He blinked. How could she be feeling all of this for him, when he had just , coldly threatened her. It was like she had not even heard it. For she stepped forward once again, as if she were drawn to him. This was indeed an odd human. This was indeed an interesting human.

Kagome straightened up and slapped herself. She was now resolved to do what she could to help him fully recover, as fully as he could recover. It was the least, the very least, that she could do. And so she took yet another step closer.

Sesshomaru was amused. Had she just slapped herself? No longer was she immersed in those intense emotions, they were gone as quickly and suddenly as they arrived. They were replaced by a feeling of finality; of resolve. She was however going against his warning to not come closer. Perhaps he could allow her to live for now. He decided to test this 'resolve' of hers.

Kagome was one her third cautious step when Sesshomaru growled and snapped his jaws at her; she did not falter.

" Look here mister 'im sooo hott even when im all beat up an shit'! -" her pace increased and she actually waved a finger at him "- it was my and Inu-Yashas, mostly InuYashas fault, that you are in this state, and i will be DAMNED if i wasnt hometrained enough to not just leave someone who is obviously hurt, even though its my fault, mostly inuyashas though, just laying around! Thats rude ya know." She narrowed her eyes, as she came to a stop in front of him, daring him to 'rip to shreds' the person who offered help. (A/N obviously the bitch dosnt even know, lol.)

He rose an eyebrow, now thoroughly amused at her sudden boldness. Honestly he knew not why, where if it had been anyone else, he really would have killed them by now; but it seemed his half brothers bitch was entertaining. So he decided to mess with her, fluster her up a little bit. On the outside, however he kept on an intimidating and serious facade, " Were you trying to make fun of my Inu heritage by saying 'hometrained' ningen? And why is it again, that you are so fixated on helping me, when it is your fault in the first place?" Outwardly, his eyes were cool.

Inwardly he was chuckling as he watched her sputter at a loss for words. At last, she came up with, " My name is KAGOME not ningen!"

" I care not" He said smoothly.

"w-well... I dont. . . care about you!" He smirked as she stuttered. His facade faltering.

"I did not ask nor do i care about that either... ningen."

Her cheeks turned a vibrant red, as she realized, that what she said was childish and lacked the intelligence she was trying to portray. ( a/n fail.)

She sighed and running a hand through her very long silky black hair, dissmissing that he called her ningen, it was better than what InuYasha usually called her anyway.

He watched her intently while she blushed, it was rather . . . cute, he decided he would make her do it more often and then his attention shifted to her hair. It fell quite softly down to her thighs, in layers. Not a common thing for the other human girls, always rough and smelling of sweat and dirt, and often times week-old sex. No, he could smell her from here. Sugar, he deicided the smell was.

" Just shut up-" "-please" she added when she remembered who exactly he was. This... Kagome would not cease to amuse him it seemed.

She kneeled on her knees in front of him and looked over him closely, 'damn hes hot, ok, i wouldnt mind looking after this glass of whole milk for a while.' The desparity however, almost came back when she saw the extent of the damage that she had done, 'mostly inuyasha though'. He had cuts and gashes everywhere. So much blood to clean up. He really did look weak, laying there. But it didnt matter. She would do it. And he couldnt stop her, whether he liked it or not. Guilt would haunt her forever if she didnt clear her consience now. She couldnt stand to see this strong, majestic daiyoukai like this. Especially it being her fault.

He watched her as she closely examined his body, 'it seem's she is actually going to try to nurse me back to health, a brave one' he thought, amused eyes betraying his otherwise indifferent and rather chilling facial expression.

She closed her eyes for a moment as if thinking of something. Sesshomaru took this moment to look at her. She was stunning. Beautiful was an understatement. These were facts, it wasnt as if he were taken with her or anything. Preposterous. Yet his eyes wandered to see what she was wearing.' hn, somekind of vixen clothing no doubt, she must want demons to have thier way with her, i certainly d-' He promptly stopped himself from finishing the thought. (a/n because sesshomaru is obviously not familiar with modern clothing, i shall elaborate. Kagome is wearing baby blue cut off short shorts that show off her ass, and shapely hips, a light pink tight tank top that stops just below her bellybutton, that accentuates her peaches and cream colored skin and her tiny waist, the golden sun, shining down makes her glow and look like a goddess, blah blah blah.)

She opened her eyes and cocked her head to the side, looonng thigh lenghth hair swaying to the side, she assesed him once more and stood up.

" Now dont you go anywhere Sesshomaru, Ill be right back."

"You will Adress this one as Sesshomaru sama" She left the clearing after giving a faint "mhmm". Him, staring after, loving to watch her leave.

'A very interesting human indeed'

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end of chapter one. hoped u like it, tell me if im moving to fast. suggestions please cuz this is my first fic. i will most likely post the next chapter tomorrow. plz review! I LOVE YOU MY BEBEEZ! I think i might make this rated t after all. but dont worry there will still be some appropriatly hot scenes. ja ne.