AN:Ok sorry for not updating sooner. Here is the next chapter. Reviews are always welcome. Inuyasha Belongs to Rumiko Takahashi.

Memories... History, stories. These things could help one avoid bad decisions or make good ones. Sesshomaru had remembered his father telling him stories when he was a child. Stories or valiant Yokai, some of creatures from distant lands, the yokai histories, his own adventures, etc. There had been a few stories that he had told him about that currently stood out in his mind. Something about Harpies and The Three Furies. When his father had told him these stories he had never taken into account what they would have sounded like, never thought how someone screeching could affect a person. How nagging could drive one to extreme lengths of frustration and mental anxiety... Well now he didn't need to wonder what they would have sounded like because the miko in front of him was giving him a fine example.

"Where are my clothes you PERVERT!"

"Your clothes were not in a suitable enough condition to be worn Miko, perhaps I should have left you in them and pray that sickness had taken away your voice. Then you would not offending the world with your screeching."

"I have every right to screech! If I had taken your clothes off while you were unconscious you would be screeching too!"

Kagome had woken up that morning curled up in Sesshomaru's Mokomoko-sama, all warm and cozy, it was even better than her sleeping bag though she would never say that out loud. Shesshomaru had just returned from a hunting trip with a mess of fish, when she had sat up... and found herself only in his haori and the sash that held up his armor... thus reason for the current screeching. Though in the back of her mind she couldn't figure out for the life of her why the killing perfection was taking his time to make sure she was properly cared for in the first place... It was a question that kept going over and over in her head, but she still couldn't find the exact answer. Only speculations and ideas were her answers...and those were hardly satisfying. But at the moment, none of those questions were in her mind right now...all that was in her mind was what on earth had Sesshomaru done with her clothes!?

Her eyes searched frantically while the demon lord swept past here and to the back of the cave with a large scowl decorating his face. As he settled in near the back of the cave, that was when she saw it... the charred rains of the lace the decorated teh top of her favorite pair of blue undies.... falling on her knees she delicately liftes up the charred scrap of clothing.... and promptly began to cry...making Sesshomaru open his eyes and look at here in irritated curiosity.

"How could you...." he heard her whisper before she jumped to her feet, eye's blazing and her hand clutching the fabric to her chest as if it was gold.

"You took my underwear and Burned them?!"

Getting rather irritated Sesshomaru began to explain in a clipped tone since silence in this case could be taken very badly. "Your clothes were unfit to be worn, I removed them to ensure you did not become ill."

"But you burned my underwear!" It was a fact; underwear were sacred to the wearer. They were the intimates of intimates and holy of holy undies! And any guy who decided they wanted to touch them, (or other things) had better protect his self.

"What is so important about it. They barely covered you, they were and are useless to you now".

"That is not the point!"

Just as the words had left her mouth something came flying at her face and she barely managed to catch it before it hit. When she brought it down to look at it her jaw dropped. In her hands was a beautiful set of clothes, complete with a tie for her hair, tabi socks and a woman's fudoshi. When she looked at Sesshomaru he had his eyes closed and was leaning back up against the wall of the cave.

"Change quickly miko, I desire my own clothes to be returned to me."

Kagome blushed furiously and with a huff turned and walked out of the cave and into the bushes outside of the cave. When she unfolded the clothes she found that it wasn't just a long kimono, but a woman's kimono with long sleeves in a deep blue color with a matching pair of Hakama to go with it. And embroidered on both of them were silver and white chrysanthemum blossoms and gold tree branches. And included with it was a white nagoya obi with gold maple leaves designed on it. By the time she was done tying the obi into a simple tie at the back, all she could think was, 'wow'!

Though it was over all, a practical outfit that would definitely be able to withstand hard work and travel, it was at the same time very beautiful. Shesshomaru must have gotten it from the same place he had gotten his own clothes. Hesitantly she looked back towards the cave and reminded herself to thank him. She quickly pulled her hair up into a high knot, leaving a few tendrils the frame her face before she went in. She had stopped tying her hair in a low knot a while ago... she had hated looking like 'Kikiyo' an never 'Kagome', the girl who was never good enough...

She quickly picked up Sesshomaru's Obi and Kimono and headed back into the cave, moving as if she wished to be rid of those thoughts.

Sesseshomru looked up as she reentered, and he had to congratulate himself on him sense of good tastes, even if it was in picking out women's clothing. The blue was complementary to her hair and the obi brought out the greyish blue color of her eyes. The obi also seemed to add to her figure since it was tied neither too lose or too tight and even though she already stood up straight it seemed to help her posture even more. He held out his and for her to give him back his clothes which were neatly folded in her arms, to which she gladly acquiesced to his silent request. She stood in front of him and smirked before throwing her arms out and turning around it seemed for his inspection, he simply nodded his head in approval. She scowled at him before she sat down and began to put her boots on. He had kept those at least.

After she had laced the calf high boots up she then turned to him...and just stared... it was rather irritating.

"Yes miko" he said with an indifferent err.

"Thank you for the clothes, they are really very beautiful, what are they made from"?

"Demon silks and cotton from my land. You will find that they are more suitable than your human clothes".

Though she was already disgusted by his attitude, she could tell that what he said was true. The clothing felt light, but it also felt warm and cozy, something she knew she would come to value when winter hit.

"So I see, thank you Sesshomaru".

He did not reply but seemed to stare off into space, though Kagmoe knew that if anything happened he would be on his feet in an instant... now if only he wasn't so quiet... it was unnerving to be stuck with him and have dead silence. HE however seemed content with it...

"Hey Sesshomaru?"

No answer... okay.......

"What do you intend to do with me?"

Now he looked at her, "Do with you miko"?

"Yes, could you help me return to my group? Or are you planning on keeping me for whatever reason you have planned? Not that I recommend you do, but if it is crossing your mind to do so I would like to know. I would like to help finish Naraku off and not simply travel and play my flute for you ya know".

"My but what a vivid imagination you have miko. Odd but vivid, what makes you think I would want to barter you or do anything with you when I could achieve what I want through other means? Are you perhaps mocking me by saying I am weak and stupid"?

"No! That is not what I was simply trying to assess what you were going to do"!

"What makes you think I will do anything with you miko? perhaps I am simply waiting for you to 'do' on your own".

Kagome stopped at that.

So.... he just expected her to go of by herself... without any for of protection and barely any way of knowing where to go? How rude! Even if he was Sesshomaru a host shouldn't send their company off like that!

She had opened her mouth to comment when Sesshomaru began to pull something out from on of the pockets of his Kimono.

"If you wish for conversation or as you put it, wish for me to 'do' something with you miko; perhaps you can explain what this is to Sesshomaru?

And from inside of his kimono, he produced a small hard bound book... A book Kagome recognized well. It was one of her favorite stories...Beowulf... a soaking... dripping... soggy almost ruined English translation of Beowulf.

"KYYYYYAAAAAAAA!"

If it had been in the cold lord, he would have grimaced and covered his ears with his hands... as it was, he just scowled at the harpy who seemed to think it was necessary to scream in order to speak. But his scowl had little effect on the harpy for her entire attention was focused on the book which she had ripped from his hands.

"Where did you find this! Oh no look its all ruined!" She began to gently try to look through the pages, and peal them apart. Oh what to do when your books get wet!

"You will refrain from screeching miko" Sesshomaru's voice had taken on a quiet and annoyed tone.

"But look at this! How am I supposed to fix this?!"

"Miko!'

Though it wasn't what you would call yelling, it was enough to make Kagome pay attention. She looked over to Sesshomaru who's brows were furrowed and were giving the the famous Sesshomaru glare... how did she miss that?

She quickly ducked her head in an apologetic bow and quickly muttered and apology, not really sure if she should look up or not.

"You will refrain from screaming or I will be forced to remove your vocal cords. Is that understood?" Kagome nodded her head.

Kagome slowly leaned back up, but kept her eyes fixed on the ground, the book temporarily forgotten...

"Sesshomaru"? Kagome quietly whispered. When he made no reply she continued. "I am sorry for yelling at you. You have helped me ever since Naraku and I have done nothing to repay you except to be rude to you when you didnt deserve it. Please forgive me".

All was silent for a while, you could hear the leaves stirring outside, and hear the branches snap and creek.... till... "When I dont deserve it miko?"

Kagome looked up to see Sesshomaru looking down at her, glaring. What did he mean when he deserved it? Of course she was going to yell at him if he needed it. Did he mean?....

"Yeah when you deserve it. Like when you go and attack my friends and such, then I will yell at you. You think you never deserve to be yelled at think again! Cause I am going to do it to you every time you are a big fat woppin' jerk. And don't you give me that look! You think I am going to back down from you cause you got an attitude think again!" and with a humph Kagome turned her back to him, crossed her arms over her chest and began to ignore him... or as well as you can ignore a killing perfection.

Sesshomaru though was...amused by the miko... such a feisty thing, and she actually stood up for herself, how refreshing. Looking back down at the book that was left forgotten on the cave floor.

"Tell me about the story".

Kagome sat as it appeared, to be in thought for a moment, before turning around with a grin... and begin to interpret her favorite story almost from heart as only Kagome could. For anyone who knew Kagome knew that she loved to share, and sharng stories was one of her specialties.

And so a Taiyokai and a Miko sat in a warm cave, sometimes talking and sometimes with her speaking and him listening. Once all the questions were asked and the story told and the sun began to set in the sky and the mikos eye lids began to droop, the Taiyoaki curled his Mokomoko around her, and kept watch as she slept. And that was how teh Taiyokai and the Miko began to come to know one another.

AN: Some of you are more than likely wondering why Sesshomaru is treating Kagome so nice. Well he basically is curious and enthralled by her. He is curious not only about her music but her. So of course he is going to treat her well, no he does not love her yet. We will get to that stage though.

Thank you once again by reading. Reviews are always appreciated.