-Sighs- Does anyone know what Communities is? Or C2s? xDD I mean, I got one for this story, and I got one for another story, it's just I really don't know what they're for. Are they something bad? . . . o.o

Anyway, pleeeaaassee review? Please, please, please, please!? Don't mean to be a hog, or anything, but I really wanna see how everyone likes the story. -Nods-

Hmm. I know I just added the chapter the same day, but I decided since this is basically the same chapter, and short, I was going to just add it today.

- Mocha Eyes.

"Sesshoumaru, my Lord," a voice called quietly, the door creaking open making Sesshoumaru bolt upright in bed. Sweat was running down his chest, sliding down the muscles he had earned fighting and claiming seas for more than 500 hundred years. Growling at the intruder to his cabin, Sesshoumaru caught sight of Sango who fidgeted under his cold stare.

"What is it, Sango?" He asked, grunting slightly when he touched the barely healed cut near his abdomen. It was a very deep wound and Sesshoumaru had nearly bled to death. Although he was a demon, cuts still affected him as they did humans except his wounds healed faster, and fast enough to, apparently, keep him alive. So today, instead of being the one to capture the Princess, since his wound would probably reopen, some of the crew members - Shippo, Sango, and Miroku - were going to do it. But that wouldn't stop him from visiting an old friend.

"We're here." She whispered, bowing her head slightly at the sight of Sesshoumaru's apparent lack of clothing.

"This Sesshoumaru is aware." He stated, watching as she nodded and backed out of his cabins, shutting the doors as she made her way out. He pulled his body from of the silk covered bed to get dressed quickly, grabbing his beloved Tenseiga and placing it in his sheath at his hip. His silver hair was pulled up into a ponytail, keeping it out of his face. The Pirate Lord gritted his teeth together at the slight resemblance of Inuyasha in his appearance, before pushing the door open and walking off into the clearing.

"Lord Sesshoumaru," Miroku - Sesshoumaru's most trusted men amongst the ship - murmured, bowing his head in greeting to his Lord. "We're ready to leave on your word, sir."

Sesshoumaru eyed the men Miroku had picked, before turning his molten honey, gold eyes on Miroku, announcing, "We leave now." They nodded before they took off in silence, all of them completely discreet. Suddenly, Sesshoumaru disappeared from the group, whispering, 'Don't get caught,' to Miroku before he left. His nose filled with the scent of unfamiliar humans, burning the sensitive skin of his nostrils.

He growled in irritation - growling so low, in fact, that no humans could hear him. He jumped up onto the highest balcony where he had scented Inuyasha just moments ago. Apparently he had been in the Princess' room, and as Sesshoumaru stepped into Kagome's secret hide out - her room - a smell of calming lavender overwhelmed him, and it smelled so good that Sesshoumaru nearly groaned at the girl's aroma.

Nevertheless, that was in the past now. He spotted Inuyasha, the disgusting and vile boy staring at a picture of Kagome and her sister on her desk. The longing in his eyes was apparent, and Sesshoumaru could practically smell the arousal flowing off the boy.

"Tsk, tsk, brother. You wouldn't want your Master to notice he has yet to tame the horny dog." Sesshoumaru taunted, tilting his head to the side so that his silver hair cascaded down his shoulder blades.

"Sesshoumaru?" Inuyasha exclaimed in disbelief, and soon he opened his mouth to shout out for the Guards, but the Pirate Lord was too fast, appearing in front of Inuyasha before his lips could even form the first syllable of his next word. Sesshoumaru grabbed his brother's lips with his forefinger and thumb, pinching them with his claws whilst growling at the touch of the half-breed.

"Your skin disgusts me," Sesshoumaru hissed, gritting his teeth together. Inuyasha eyed Sesshoumaru, and Sesshoumaru could feel Inuyasha's lips vibrating of a sure sign that he was growling.

"My dear, ugly brother," - That earned another growl - "I will be stealing the Princess, and for her, you will tell your King to give this Sesshoumaru the secrets of the hidden treasure here... and if you don't, this Sesshoumaru will personally slit her throat."

Inuyasha's body tensed, but didn't dare move as Sesshoumaru held one of his claws against his jugular vein, green poison seeping down and dripping against Inuyasha's chest. Inuyasha let out a small cry that was blocked by his lips, and Sesshoumaru smirk in satisfaction. His eyes narrowed, letting his tongue slide against his front fangs as he growled, "If you come after us, this Sesshoumaru will tear you apart and listen to you scream." Then he let go of Inuyasha's lips, disappearing before he had a chance to call the guards to get him.

-Meeting a Goddess.

Sesshoumaru watched as some of the crew members threw things upon the ship causing a loud crash that caught the other's attentions. The crowd parted, and Sesshoumaru walked aboard the ship expecting everyone to be doing their usually job. Although, what you expect is never what you get. The Princess was standing in the middle of the ship and everyone surrounded her, staring at her - trying to reassure her that she was alright. That amazing scent of lavender washed over Sesshoumaru, and he dug his claws into the palm of his hands as he clenched them into fists. When she turned around, he was sure his heart would stop.

She was more beautiful than he would have expected a princess to be; a Goddess, perhaps. The wind blew her hair, letting it flow and cascade down her shoulders. Her eyes were a soft, mocha brown and had such depth to them that made Sesshoumaru nearly stumble into them. Her skin was as beautiful and as pale as porcelain, making him stare in so much desire that he almost had a hard time covering up the reaction. Her dress was wet, and it was too big for Sesshoumaru to see if she had any curves. He inwardly scowled at that.

"Lord Sesshoumaru!" A familiar warm voice entered Sesshoumaru's ears and his golden gaze settled on the girl in front of him. He would have smiled if they had been alone, but they weren't. When Sesshoumaru had left Inuyasha on the Northern Lands with his mother, he had found Rin all alone and almost dying years later on an island. It was apparent... that someone had taken advantage of the homeless child, making Sesshoumaru sneer in disgust at the smell of her disgraced-self. Sesshoumaru, having no idea why he did it (which angered him); he saved and healed the girl, and since then she had become his ward. She has been with him ever since. Slowly, she was growing up, and yet Sesshoumaru looked at the young girl as a fostered daughter, even if he wouldn't admit it. Everyone knew it though.

"What is she doing out of the cell, Rin?" Sesshoumaru asked, noticing the shiver that ran through Kagome, wondering what exactly she was thinking. He tried blocking out her scent, but it was proving to be impossible.

"We thought she could use something to eat," Rin said softly, smiling up at Sesshoumaru, nearly melting his heard right on the spot. She wasn't afraid when he glared at her, or when he leaned down a bit closer to stare her in the eyes. She was never afraid of him.

"Put her back," he ordered. Ignoring the silence after he spoke, he turned around and vanished within his cabin, dropping his sword on the bed. He heard everything after he left, listening as Sango offered her company like a friend. He knew Kagome couldn't stay in the cell without catching a cold; he'd have to find a place for her to stay where he could keep an eye on her, but the question was... where?