(A/N Sorry people I have decided to start all over with simple stories. This is my first one sense a lot of stuff has happened hopefully it is decent.)
Her dull blue eyes stared up at me mixed with fear and excitement. "Lord Sesshoumaru I am sorry for bumping into you I must watch was I am going more carefully." Her head bent down
with respect." There was a point in time ware she wouldn't have been so formal. There was a time when she had spirit and a personality. Now she was just an empty shell. "Wench you
must watch ware you are going this Sesshoumaru will not hesitate to kill you next time." She fell into a low bow and started to walk away. I watched her retreating form. She no longer
wore that revealing kimono, but the kimono of a mistress. Deep red and black that drapes around her in an unflattering way. Her hair once shiny and wavy was dull and pulled into a bun.
Her once rosy cheeks were covered in white paint. Those once bright blue eyes were dull and lifeless. That beautiful smile that could light up a room or make a cloudy day turn sunny was
never seen. I let out a small sigh. 'Little brother, have you not realized that you have killed a jewel in a sea of rocks.' She has been like that ever sense he chose Kikyo for a mate and her as
a lowly mistress. He didn't even have the courtesy of letting her go and find love in another. He was selfish and told her she owed him for him protecting her all those years. I once had
respect for the young girl. She was strong, loyal, and protective. Now I don't think I would ever be able to respect her again. A little part of me wished that I could take her away and save
her again just to see that bright smile again.