Chapter 2

Ah, Displeasure

He could only watch his prey with his eyes and quietly growl as she smirked at him. "Sesshoumaru. My how you look like your father."

She knew his father? How? Who is she? He wondered, not able to actually post the questions to her.

"I know you have questions, and I will answer them, in time." He watched with some fascination as the illusion simply melted from the being in front of him and left a young looking demoness in it's wake.

He observed her closely. Her bright green hair was parted down the middle and pulled into two pony tails, one above each delicately pointed ear. A pair of brown eyes sparkled as she smiled knowingly at him. Her unusual, short silver kimono flowed like water as she walked around a furious demon lord, with a slight bounce in her step. Thin gold chains wrapped loosely from her knees to her ankles, her bare feet never making a sound on the forest floor.

"You are very very handsome." She assessed. "But your cold attitude distorts such a handsome face." she clucked her tongue and shook her head in a disapproving fashion. "Look here." she took a small, mirror with a gold frame out of a hidden pocket. She clapped it between her hands, then placed one hand to the ground. As she stood and raised her hand again, the hand mirror grew into a full length mirror, big enough for the frozen lord to see himself. She stood behind him looking at his image in the mirror. "I thought puppies were pack animals, loyal, kind and all that... what happened to you, puppy?"

One very aggravated demon could do nothing but glare and consider the multiple ways he would kill this being, just as soon as soon as he could move.

"Oh!" she suddenly exclaimed, "How can you answer if you can't talk...my bad." she giggled and tapped his lips with a clawed pointer finger.

He growled again. "You will release me this instant, wench. Then maybe I will consider killing you quickly."

"Now, Now..." She admonished like a mother would a child. "I didn't release the bind on your mouth just so you could show me how rude you can be." She leaned a bit closer to him, "Besides, I don't think you are really in any position to make demands right now, do you?" She smiled again as he narrowed his eyes. "Now we need to get back to the lesson before that adorable little human and silly retainer you care so much for return."

Sesshoumaru growled again, his eyes tinging a bit red at the threat.

"Why Sesshoumaru, I don't think I've ever heard or seen you so expressive. Your eyes are just beautiful... the color of blood surrounding the sun..." she mused. "Don't worry about the little one, she has only made the job a bit easier, not only for you, but me as well. I would never hurt one so innocent or loyal."

Sesshoumaru had his mask back on. He would not let this woman see how this affected him. He had no idea how she bound him without touching him, but he would find out. "Who are you?" he finally asked.

"How rude of me!" she skipped back in front of him, and gave a huge smile. With an exaggerated bow, she said, "I am called Fusa. I am a spirit of the forest itself. I am the light and heart of the forest. I care for it's inhabitants and am loyal to them all. I was sent to check up occasionally on your bloodline and let me tell you, Mighty Dog Demon, you need to lighten up." she finished with a flurry.

Sesshoumaru's left eyebrow seemed to disappear under his bangs. "This annoyance is to get this Sesshoumaru to relax his attitude?"

She giggled. "Yup!" And stood behind him again, looking around his stiff form to face him in the mirror.

His instincts pulled at him. He did not want this wench behind him where she could easily stab him in the back... probably while giggling like a maniac. "Why?" he finally asked.

"Oh you... I guess your father never told you." she concluded. "And you didn't meet you grandfather, did you?" she asked, "No, I guess you didn't." she answered herself. "Anyway, this is something that your Grandfather arranged with me." she patted his arm in a familiar manner, much to his irritation. "Your Grandfather was concerned those that went on in his line would forget the more important things that make life all the more enjoyable." she smiled to herself. "Did you know he had 3 wives?" she asked and started to laugh, "He said he needed to taste all life had to offer, so he made sure he married a demoness, a human and a half-breed. They all cared for each other very much and the poor guy would get so worn out when his women would..."

"Is there a reason for this?" Sesshoumaru interrupted, not wanting to hear anything about his Grandfather's sex life . Some images could scar even him.

"Oh, I went off track again, didn't I?" Sesshoumaru was seriously beginning to believe he was trapped by a woman with mental issues... or a devil... he wasn't sure which. "Anyway, see this tall, entirely too cold drink of water that is glaring at me in the mirror?" He wondered at the expression, "You need to enjoy what the gods have blessed you with. You fight for more power and won't stop to smell the flowers that Rin brings you."

"Why would I do such a thing?"

She batted him lightly on the back of the head, earning another growl, that she ignored. "Because it shows the gods, and your Father and Grandfather's spirits that you can truly appreciate what you were given."

"I was given NOTHING." An insulted pale demon growled. "I fought for my power."

"You were GIVEN more then you realize." She threw her hands into the air. "Your attitude is worse then your Father's..." she trailed off, a wicked gleam was in her eyes when she looked again at him in the reflection. He knew he wasn't going to like what she had to say next. "You need to see things from a different point of view. Until you can show that you can be as cute and fluffy on the inside, as I know you can be, you will be that way on the outside."

Sesshoumaru let out a growl as the strange woman bit her finger and drew a symbol on his forehead. He fought with everything he was, as a light and pain engulfed him. He knew nothing for a moment except the bright light and loud ringing in his head. When he opened his eyes he knew something had changed... everything looked... bigger. He dismissed the irritating woman's giggling as he looked straight ahead at the mirror that was still there. There he saw his image. He moved his arm, just to be sure it was indeed him. Then he looked down at the small, padded paw and white furry belly. Now being a dog demon, Lord Sesshoumaru was well acquainted with the feeling of the beast that he could become... but this... well, he could do nothing but hiss his displeasure.