Yay! Thanks fer the reviews Sango4ever and nekoinukid! I decided to write more. Yes kids, two reviews do that to me…
Kinda weird, isn't? Oh well.
How about we see what our favorite couple is up to?
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha… but a girl can dream!!
Chapter two: Meeting
Last time: Before she was hit something glowing struck it. And it too fell as its head flopped unnaturally to the side. Tearing her gaze away from the youkai, she looked to where the glowing thing came from. She found her self looking at a very awake demon lord.
Consciousness came slowly for Sesshomaru. He struggled to locate the sound footsteps through the haze of his mind. Finally, he opened his eyes. The sight that greeted him was of the miko, if one could call her that, fighting against three lizard youkai. Using his batter arm, he attempted to push himself up. He had enough killing for one day.
A spasm of pain lanced across his chest down to his toes. The demon lord fought against the unconsciousness that threatened to over take him. He slumped back against the tree and tried to remember exactly why he was in such a state.
Of course, he remembered the massive battle. Naraku called his youkai after him. There was no reason for his batter state. After all, they were all low level demons, maybe a handful above that. It was the number of demons that took him off guard. Really now, how could Naraku call that many demons to his aide? The numbers blackened the sky to as far as he could see in every direction.
The horde moved impossible fast, reaching Sesshomaru and his followers in just a few minutes after he sensed them. He had Rin, Jaken, and Ah-Un with him. He couldn't send them away.
The youkai had them surrounded with their sheer, impossible numbers.
Really it was his ward and retainer's fault for his condition. He couldn't fight as freely as he could, couldn't fight for just himself. No, he had the others to look out for. He had to protect them.
Protect Rin.
The little ningen child had grown quite close to him. She was almost like a daughter to him, not that he would ever tell anyone that. He didn't want other demons to target her.
In the battle, he was poisoned five times by the different upper level youkai. He had gashes, burns, and punctures, all in the name of protection for that one little girl. Jaken had already perished in an attempt to defend the girl, as well as Ah-Un. Then, his ward was taken from him. A vulture youkai grabbed her in its talons and flew away.
Sesshomaru flew into a rage. His eyes bled red as he took out the remaining youkai. By then, however, the poison had worked its way through his system. The fire in his veins turned molten and began to numb his senses. He fought against the poison trying to drag him under, but he couldn't help succumbing to sleep due to exhaustion.
Of course that brought him back to the present.
He watched the little miko kill one demon. As she was trying to purify the other, he saw the last one sneaking up on her. It would probably kill her. He frowned. The girl could have left, and kami knows what those demons would have done to him in his weakened state. As much as he loathes it, he owed her. He was a demon of honor after all.
So with a flick of the wrist, he dispatched the remaining demon.
He watched with a bored expression as the youkai fell. Her gasp brought his gaze to the miko. His lips twitched. The miko truly did look humorous, stunned as she was with the blood and gore covering her.
Kagome couldn't look away. His eyes held hers in an iron grip that demanded her attention. She thought she saw his eyes glint with something, but it passed so fast she was sure she just imagined it. She started to approach him despite the narrow glare he was currently giving her. However, just as he was about to tell her to get lost, she stopped.
Kagome had every intention of helping the demon lord, but she left her pack back at the well where it fell.
"Stay right here. I'll be right back."
Sesshomaru glared at her, "Wench," but she was already gone.
Taking a deep breath, the demon lord managed to push himself to his feet. The pain was dizzying, but, using his sword as a crutch, he made his way toward the corpse of Jaken. He pulled Tensaiga from its sheath and concentrated on see the underlings of hell. His sword pulsed and revealed the spirits. He quickly slashed them in half, and Jaken squawked to life.
Before the imp could say anything, the daiyoukai walked away from him and toward Ah-Un to bring the dragon back to life. With that done Sesshomaru returned to his spot against his tree and sat down. He tried unsuccessfully to not think of his ward.
"Milord!" Jaken scramble to his feet and ran over to the demon lord. "Milord, you're bleeding! Quickly we must—"
"Jaken," he narrowed his eyes at the toad, "Silence." Perhaps he should have left him dead…
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Kagome had made it back to the well in record time. Silently thanking the gods for keeping her pack safe, she began making her way back to the demon lord. While on her way there, she kept an eye out for a river or something to wash her self in.
'If I don't find one soon I am gonna die!' She thought dejectedly.
She found one not too far from the demon lord. The water was cold but felt good against her skin. The cold helped her to wake up as she scrubbed herself and her clothes clean. Thankfully, she decided to bring extra clothes with her in case she ruined her uniform. She now wore blue jeans, three-quarter sleeve, blue t-shirt, and tennis shoes. The jeans had a dark wash and were boot cut. The shirt had a slight v-neck and reached down slightly below her hips.
She pulled her wet hair back into a bun and started back to Sesshomaru, feeling lots better after being clean.
'I wonder if Sesshomaru will even let me touch him… From what I saw, he could barely move! Wouldn't surprise me, he's always been a loner.' Even as she thought it she knew it wasn't true. He always kept that small human child and Jaken by his side. It always confused her that the demon who hated all humans would allow a human child to follow him around.
Kagome took the round-about route to get to him. She just cleaned herself, no need to go walking through corpses again. She was surprised to see Jaken and the dragon, Ah-Un, alive. She thought that she saw them dead. For some reason, though, they were alive, and she was unusually thankful for it.
'Where's Rin? Did she…' She couldn't finish the thought. So instead, she stepped out of the forest into the clearing.
The first thing she heard was Jaken's screeching, "Wretched human! Get your filth away from Lord Sesshomaru!" He waved his staff threateningly. Kagome just rolled her eyes.
"Look, I'm just here to help," she began, trying to be nice.
"Lord Sesshomaru doesn't need help from a wretched human!" He rudely cut her off.
She gave him a withering look as she took his staff from him, "Your lord can barely move," she stated calmly, anger brewing just below the surface. "I just want to help him."
"I!" he didn't get to finish as Kagome batted him far away with his own staff.
"Stupid, annoying, ugly, rude toad! Really I don't understand how you can put up with him!" her eye brow twitched in annoyance.
"Do not address me so familiarly, wench." The lord stated calmly while his stare held her own.
"Sorry," she mumbled, wedging her bottom lip between her teeth. Cautiously, she picked her way along the path to the demon lord. She decided to ignore to growls that he was issuing her and kneeled down by him.
"Human," he addressed her. "You will leave this Sesshomaru now."
She ignored what his tone implied, "Just let me help you. You'd be surprised at how much my medicine can help."
Kagome had just retrieved her first aid kit when she felt his hand close around her throat in a movement so fast that she didn't even see him.
"Filthy, disguising creature," he seethed. "I do not need the aid of a weak human."
His eyes burned her. It should have; it would have scared her if she didn't feel his hand shake.
'So that's what this is about? I am seeing him in an extremely weakened state. Is he ashamed of himself?' She suddenly realized that is probably what it was. He was missing one of his followers…Could he not bring back Rin? Or was Rin…Is it possible that Rin was taken from him in the battle?
"The sooner you get better, the sooner you can go and save Rin." She replied calmly. His eyes narrowed to slits, giving a new meaning to 'if looks could kill.'
"Human," His claws dug into the skin of her neck. She felt his hand warm then almost burn her skin. "Do not speak of things you know nothing about." His voice was unfailingly calm though there was not mistaking the threat.
'So I was right. Someone kidnapped Rin. But who?' Her eyes widened in realization. 'Naraku!! It wouldn't be the first time he tried to use Rin against Sesshomaru. Though it's never really worked…'
Sesshomaru's hand shook with effort. He already used most of his strength to revive Jaken and Ah Un. He dropped his hand, "Leave me." He struggled to keep his tone neutral to not let his grief leak in. Who knew what the evil hanyou had in store for his little Rin? By the time he recovered and found Naraku, she could be dead. That thought hurt more than he thought possible.
Kagome knew he was hurting, both emotionally and physically. "Let me help you." She pleaded, "You are not the only one that wants to take Naraku down." She was unable to keep the grief and sorrow from her voice.
Sesshomaru watched as she gingerly rubbed her abused throat. Then, he noticed something. Where are her companions? Why is that insufferable half-breed not with her?
So he asked, "Where is your hanyou?"
Kagome burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably for a minute before she could calm herself enough to speak, "Na-Naraku sent his minions after us! Inu-inuyasha had hi-his human night last night." She stuttered around the words. "Somehow Naraku found out. There was no way we could defeat them all! The sky was covered in them! I don't even know if Shippou, Kirara, or any of the villagers survived!"
She tried to control her crying. It wouldn't due to break down in front of Sesshomaru. He didn't need to think that she was any weaker than she already was.
"Enough crying, wench," the demon lord continued to watch her, "I tire of the sound."
