Where You Belong

Chapter Two

A/N: Thank you so much for your reviews! It makes me happy to know that people still find my stories enjoyable to read!

I'm sorry for the delay, the holiday sort of killed me at work. =(

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Silence reigned over the small hut for several long moments. Miroku was the first to speak.

"Why Lord Sesshomaru, Sango?" He questioned, "I understand that he is InuYasha's brother, but…"

Sango glanced at Kagome's sleeping, noticing the dry tear tracks, and then to Shippo, who had curled beside her.

"Because he is probably the only one who can protect Kagome…from both InuYasha and Naraku." She hurriedly added, "Not that we can't."

Kaede nodded. "Aye, but there is only so much we can do. Sesshomaru-sama would have much knowledge on dealing with this situation."

Sango sighed. "I will write to him. Kirira can find him easier and quicker than we would able to."

Kaede rummaged through a small box, producing a sheet of paper and ink. Sango gratefully accepted the items, carefully penning her letter. Blowing gently on the ink to have it dry, she woke Kirira from her nap. Speaking softly, she told the kit where to take the note. Kirira gave a meow and took the note in her mouth, heading out the door. They heard the faint sound of her transforming into her larger form, and then take off.

"Well, hopefully, she will find him soon…"

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Lord Sesshomaru, ruler of the Western Lands, sat at his desk, staring at the mountain of paperwork before him. Did nothing continue when he did his routinely 'breaks'? Or did time freeze in his palace and only start again when he returned? He let out a low growl of frustration. His retainers were worthless. If it weren't for the fact that they had been there since his father's time, they would have been gone long ago.

"M'lord?" A hesitant voice asked from the doorway.

Sesshomaru rolled his eyes inwardly. "Enter, Jaken."

A small toad-demon scuttled into the room, bowing low. "M'lord, you have a visitor."

Sesshomaru frowned slightly. "Who is it?"

"The huntress's fire-neko, milord." Jaken responded, keeping his eyes respectfully turned down.

This response caused Sesshomaru to frown more. Why was the fire-neko here? What business did that group have with him?

"Send her in."

"Right away milord." Jaken scuttled back out of the room, to return a few moments later, Kirira in tow. The fire-neko inclined it's head respectfully to the taiyoukai. Sesshomaru inclined his head in return.

"What is it that you bring this Sesshomaru?"

Kirira approached him, gently placing a letter before him, then sat down gracefully.

Sesshomaru took the letter, frowning. Opening the carefully folded paper, he read the words.

'Lord Sesshomaru,

I write to you in beg of your assistance. As of last evening, Lady Kagome was almost raped by your half-brother, InuYasha. We fear for her safety in this situation, and known not what to do. When his name alone is mentioned, she flinches. We have carefully warded the hut we reside in from InuYasha, but cannot hold it for long. We hope that you would be able to give us some insight, and if at all possible, take Lady Kagome into your protection for a bit? We would greatly appreciate any help you may be able to provide. We do not want to see Lady Kagome harmed.

Sincere thanks,

Sango'

He put the letter down abruptly. 'He did what?!' Sesshomaru fumed inside. 'Does that half-breed truly know nothing?' Granted, he did not care much for the little miko, but she had defied him several times and had grudgingly gained his respect. For a ningen, she had quite a spark to her.

Glancing up, he reminded himself that the fire-neko sat, waiting patiently for his response.

Quickly pulling a blank piece of parchment and his quill towards him, he penned a response. Folding it carefully, he handed it to the neko.

"Take this to your mistress. I trust it will get there safely."

Kirira nodded, taking the letter and departing.

Sesshomaru let out a low sigh. What had he just gotten himself into?