My chapters take so long I'm always revising like 4xs. There is prejudice because this is a fanfic, things change to help the story but to support the concepts in my story there will be a more detailed matter for there to be prejudice as you will soon find out. Funny considering I'm making said prejudice disappear soon cause someone's falling in love. –Who? My beta she can't stop drooling over elf-boy. Lol As for some of the things in this chapter, that I know questions will arise from, they will be answered later on. Thank you for all of your reviews they really help me! You've no idea! And make me dance-y! Literally. Oh & before you guys say anything with sword wielding & Sesshy's feelings, please leave it to the imagination because by some guesses already it appears my mind is completely different from yours and no one has hit the guess right yet. Wahoo originality! Rest of chapter may be added tonight or tomorrow. I'm checking over it. Again. Next chapter: -hint wuff hint-

Look for: 'Quotations' = elf language, I will get into some of the language when Kagome starts learning, then again I've already got a lot of chapters written up begging to see you guys. (Parenthesis) = Japanese Translation


Kagome was led to a large room inside the base of one of the trees in which a stream ran through of enchanted warm water. There was but one door into the room and a small crack for the water to flow out of the tree. Bath salts and soap were piled in a basket beside the stream and flower petals graced the surface of the water. "I thought you would like a bath, and while we bathe we may speak. No one will bother us," said the lady stripping off her clothes as Kagome did quickly, suddenly extremely excited at the prospect of a bath along with female companionship and jumped into the waters wit a light splash. "I've also ordered that your companions all bathe for I have heard of your habits," smiled Galadriel stepping into the waters as smoothly as if her body had been one with the warm river.

"I'd like to see that," chuckled Kagome, "someone trying to force Gimli and Boromir into a bath!" Kagome found the lady grinning back at Kagome's response and the miko wondered how long it had been since the lady had smiled or laughed. Kagome's mind played over the idea of Gimli aiming his axe at a group of elves ready to toss him in with Boromir standing by his side holding a sword trying to defend themselves from the sudsy waters known as a bath. "On second thought I'd rather not see that."

"I wonder how mortals are able to stand the stench of one another. I heard you had this habit of bathing before you became immortal." Sesshomaru must really trust Galadriel… if he can trust her so can I, pondered Kagome feeling at once at ease and relaxing fully. The miko dunked her head into the warm recesses and when her face bobbed up to the surface she let out a sigh of contentment, "This is heaven."

"If it is why is it that you wish to leave?"

"I've grown close to them my lady," Kagome answered honestly. The miko reached out to grab hold of a bar of soap nearby with which she used to scrub her body and head thoroughly washing off what felt like years of sweat and travel from herself.

"Just Galadriel, m'lady Kagome," murmured the woman as she scrubbed at her own skin.

"Just Kagome," replied the miko soaking in the water. She reached up to scrub her shoulders and froze. There on her soft skin was a tarnish, a lone scar situated between her cleavage and her left shoulder blade from the arrow that had stabbed her to the tree. Kagome touched the punctured flesh feeling the dented line in her skin that was about two inches long and a quarter of an inch deep. Inuyasha…

"If you wish I know of ways that can heal your scar."

"No," Kagome said still staring at the scar from Inuyasha. "I want to heal this one myself. Besides even if it was gone the scar would still be there." The lady nodded her understanding. Unlike many who would ask for help, ask for illusions to forget things of the past, the lady wondered at the fact that Kagome didn't wish for help nor illusions.

"Does it remind you of troubling things?"

"It reminds me to give praise for my freedom," chuckled Kagome looking away from the scar as she decided to change the subject, "How is it I might convince Sesshomaru to let me travel?"

"I have the power to see things that have come to pass, things of present, and things that may pass. I rarely use it for others but today I find myself wishing to make an exception for you and another that bears a heavy weight." Frodo, the hobbit's name hung in their thoughts.

"But you can only see things that maypass." The lady smiled at Kagome's quick mind catching onto something that most others neglected.

"People see what they want to see. Lord Sesshomaru wishes to see you safe so he will see what he wants to see when he learns of my vision…" I wonder how strong she might be, this young Kagome? "Do you want to see your future Kagome?" Lady Galadriel waved a hand over the waters they sat in and Kagome watched as things that had already happened passed over the surface. The lips of Inuyasha moving against her own in a kiss that was much like Judas Iscariot, she watched as he plunged the arrow into her heart, her awakening, the travels, Gandalf's death…

"STOP," Kagome ordered. Before the images could reveal the future they shimmered away with a small wave riveting along the river. "I'd like to make my own future Galadriel, not be guided by an image in water." Strong indeed to not need any illusion of mine, Galadriel thought to herself.

"So I see," smiled the Lady of Light. "When we go to speak to him I shall speak to Sesshomaru and tell him what he wants to hear in the elfin tongue so you won't understand… You're an odd immortal."

"So I've been told," grinned Kagome. "Galadriel… do you know…" Kagome didn't know how to ask the question, she didn't know if the lady elf knew it and she didn't want to give away the demon's secret, especially since it was a demon that had tried too hard to help her.

"He is a demon and not an elf? Yes. My elves of the woods have come to accept him. Your brother has proven himself valuable to us. He has a place among us as would you if you chose so."

"Thank you, but I feel my place is with the group."

"As do I…"

"Has Sesshomaru-"

"No, he isn't married. But he is infatuated with someone… a mortal woman at that," the lady chuckled finishing Kagome's sentence. Wait! Did she just say Sesshomaru likes a mortal woman? "I believe it is all your influence." Kagome splashed the lady ensuing a fit of laughter. So rich was the laughter that Kagome wondered when the last time was that Galadriel had giggled. Kagome brightened and began splashing the elf who immediately did as any other young woman would do. Lady Galadriel began splashing back. It was small actions such as this that were needed to form friendships. And friendships brought unity that brought in turn strength.


"Galadriel… where are my clothes?" Kagome had a warm blanket wrapped around her little body scouting about for something to put on. The only thing that had been left behind had been her underwear, and that had been left behind clean. Automatically Kagome wondered when had a maid come in to place down the items, white as snow, without her noticing.

"Your clothes were thrown into the fires." Kagome's eyes widened immediately. I am not prancing about in my underwear in front of my friends. Pippin and Merry would never cease proposing to me. Gimli would have a heart attack. Legolas would vomit in disgust. Boromir would go blind. Aragorn might die from laughter. Shippo would beg Frodo and Sam to put him out of his misery for being scarred for the rest of his life by his mother. Sesshomaru would… well his face would be blank like usual.

"I had ordered them to be washed but it seems your brother wanted you to get the notion out of your head of traveling." Sesshomaru will DIE for burning my clothes! "Luckily a maid saved your strange undergarments, which I believe are odd considering they provide no form of warmth." Kagome's face went beat red but nevertheless she gratefully placed on her panties and bra, thankful for the female lift. I'm glad that wasn't sent to the fire. That was the one thing I kept with me even when I was to join the Feudal era. By Kami they can take my clothes, take my life, but not my push up bra!

"What am I going to wear then?" Kagome bemoaned recapping the mental image of what would happen should she walk out in front of her friends in nothing but her lacy undies. Galadriel merely clapped her hands regally and a maid brought forth a dress of green for Kagome as well as a pair of fine running boots and warm finely knit socks.


"She ordered us to bathe… and I wonder why she would do such? Oh wait; I can guess who impacted that decision. That woman," grumbled Boromir with obvious reference to Kagome though he wouldn't admit aloud that he had actually relished the feeling of a bath. To wash off the weeks of travel and mud that had clung to his skin had felt wonderful.

"You can't complain," growled Gimli walking out of the men's bathing waters with bows tied along his hair and beard.

"What happened to you?"

"Merry and Pippin," Gimli growled out as if those two names were enough of an explanation. "I will get them back," roared the dwarf walking away in an embarrassing defeat as said duo walked out from behind the trees laughing at the spectacle. Gimli was already tearing out the bows entwined in his hair.

Legolas sat clean, pristine as always, playing with a blade of grass as his mind dwelled on his own thoughts remembering what all had transpired inside the caves. He sat far away from the group alone in his thoughts, they weren't even aware that the elf had returned from bathing. She protected me as often as I did… what I felt when I saw her in danger so many times… my chest felt bound and I couldn't take in air… I want…

It was with those thoughts that Haldir found the Fellowship. Haldir had been ordered to bring them news, considering he was one of few who could speak the common tongue. Lothlorien rarely had dealings with beings outside their lands, even their kindred in the north were sundered from them. However, being the grand city it was Lothlorein still needed the news of the outside world to know who to be wary of and when they were in danger. They would send out elves every few months to gather knowledge of the happenings in Middle-earth. Haldir was one of the elves who was regularly sent outside for news and he could speak many of the outside languages though some news they found irrelevant to learn of. Such as the dwarves, the forest elves hadn't dealt with dwarves since the Dark Days, so as a lack of pursuit of knowledge an elf was casually stationed up in the trees watching Gimli should the dwarf turn hostile. And so it was with less gusto, being messenger boy for the group, Haldir presented his news. "Supper is to take place within two hours," he said primly before turning around and tossing over his shoulder, "Lady Kagome will be returning shortly."

"You know," Gimli said to Merry and Pippin, but raised his voice so that all may hear, "in my culture elves aren't at all well spoken of, but they've come to a new low when they disgrace an honorable woman in front of folk." Haldir froze where he walked and turned around glaring down at the dwarf. Gimli stood up from his seat to glare back. The clicking of Aragorn's sword was audible as he pulled it partially out of its sheath.

"I wasn't aware of who she was," answered Haldir calmly defending himself.

"Lack of knowledge shouldn't lead to lack of kindness," quipped Aragorn.

"But I know who she is now and even now I feel threatened," stated Haldir. "As if the rings strength wasn't enough. With Lady Kagome in the Fellowship you carry something even stronger," answered Haldir, though his voice was calm his eyes spoke volumes. Stronger? Aragorn asked himself.

"She carries something, not the Fellowship," Aragorn proclaimed while Haldir gritted his teeth, "and you dishonor her with your ability to perceive her strength as weak-"

"Mortals are weak Aragorn," Haldir's voice raised a notch as his fists clenched of their own accord. "Once upon a time your ancestor wasn't able to throw the ring into Mordor and end all of this. Some elves began to change their views of the mortal race after that. I see not why they are in the wrong for it. Can you imagine?" The elf breathed, fire snapping in his eyes as he thought of a scene from the past, "To hold the ring of power in your hand," spat Haldir, his own hand held outward as if he held the very treasure, "and know that you could end all the bloodshed and not toss it in! It is no wonder Elrond doesn't wish for Arwen to…"

"Go ahead and say it," growled Aragorn seeing Haldir falter for it wasn't like elves to touch upon personal matters. Aragorn's temper was exceeding its limit considering even the elf's voice was rising to a certain degree. "Say it," hissed Aragorn. "Elrond doesn't want me to marry his daughter because of my lineage, of my short lifespan, of the faults that may lie in me that lay in Isildur." Aragorn sighed and gave Haldir a heated glare that suggested underneath his exterior lie a pain the mortal didn't let others see. Legolas moved closer against his tree and peeked over the edge to see Aragorn's gaze fix on him having heard Legolas's movement. The top of his necklace peeking out radiantly from the nape of his shirt with his movement before it fell back against his chest as Aragorn turned to face Haldir. "I am not he! Nor should you place the blame of one man on the entirety of another race! I once lived with your own-"

"But do wolves living with sheep still not wish to eat them," answered Haldir haughtily.

"When the wolves begins protecting the sheep from their common enemy, the lion, no," replied Aragorn trying to calm down as he spoke.

"Emotions, Aragorn. Even she fell. Yes," nodded Haldir through a harsh whisper, "I learned who she really was and I know Lady Kagome's story as well as the infamous fall of Isildur. She risked it all, gave up what she protected for a man who betrayed her in the end. Her heart wasn't strong enough to do what she needed-"

"But Kagome's stronger now. She learned from her mistake as we have from Isildur's. Her heart-"

"But even hearts may shatter. Under bribery, love, and pressure they may crack."

"But even under the worst of situations someone may come out stronger. Frodo," said Aragorn gesturing to the hobbit who had remained silent throughout this display, "is smaller than all of us and yet he is stronger than us for the burden he carries and the heart he has. He is proof that one may not succumb after coming so far without falling prey to the jewel. His heart knows no bounds-"

"But that is why he has the Fellowship to dep-"

"Exactly," thundered Aragorn! "The closer you are the stronger you'll be for each other. We have a war on our hands and what are we bickering about? We bicker about each other while the enemy grows stronger at our fragmenting group! This only proves my point for should we be strong in our friendships we would have more belief in one another and feel the power of one another!" Haldir's mouth hung like a broken hinge and with Haldir's silence, Legolas walked off from where he'd been sitting, his mind confused and contemplating what Aragorn had said. Aragorn turned on his heel to follow after the elf prince feeling that he couldn't say anything more to further prove his point, for if Haldir didn't understand than it was due to his own flawed mind. You can't push on an object that doesn't wish to be moved, Aragorn thought to himself as he trailed silently after his elfin friend. Now is the time to speak to Legolas.


Aragorn followed mutely behind Legolas until they had made it further into the forest near one of the many rivers surrounding the sparkling city. "She is the sister of the advisor to the Lady Galadriel along with most of the elf kingdoms," Legolas hissed his voice becoming fuller with emotion with every word that came out. "My father's own advisor! Elrond's advisor! The most influential male with the most prestigious of ranks among elves! A powerful ancient demon who does good for my people and helped them upon more than one occasion! Don't I feel like an ass?"

"Especially considering you don't mind a demon being an advisor to the elves but you won't let Kagome be your friend for being born mortal," murmured Aragorn taking out his pipe and filling it up to smoke. Legolas couldn't remember last when someone had been able to sneak upon him. Truly his emotions weren't what they should've been to have clouded his mind from any disturbing noises like Aragorn sneaking up behind him. He's acting more and more like a mortal, thought Aragorn.

"She is a mortal and a woman."

"Which she can't help being, though I believe one of those two problems is taken care of," replied Aragorn puffing a cloud of smoke out. The mortal man regarded the elf through the smoke as if seeing something familiar in the elf's situation that he couldn't place. "Legolas it is time we talked my friend."Aragorn sat down on a stump and motioned for the elf to sit beside him. Legolas took a seat along the growth of the tree and looked with impatient eyes back at his friend. "I don't know what is so grand about being a prince if you can't choose your own friends."

"It's a good thing you're not a prince anymore then isn't it," snorted Legolas.

"Kagome isn't just of my world, Legolas. She is of man and she is immortal. She is her own race. Much more like elf than any human, and I am sure most elves would accept her as this place accepts Lord Sesshomaru."

"The only reason that demon is accepted is because most elves either revere him or fear Lord Sesshomaru. I don't believe you've seen him in his true form Aragorn," hissed Legolas. "And I know she isn't entirely mortal, but my father…" and there it was, the real chord of why Legolas wasn't as open towards Kagome as he would've been. Aragorn didn't miss the harsh look in the elf's eyes over his parent. The mortal prince thoroughly remembered when Legolas had stood up so passionately for his father in the caves of Moria. Legolas may not like what his father thought, but his father had been a large part in shaping his life and making Legolas who he was. Though unbeknownst to Legolas, the mortal prince had seen one of the first few cracks in Legolas today that was ready to break through this standoffish elf. "My father, even with Lord Sesshomaru as her brother, would see her true race first no matter what happened to her." Legolas didn't even mention to Aragorn what he had discovered today, how much he'd found he'd truly begun to feel for Kagome. I like her!

"Legolas you aren't your father," growled Aragorn much annoyed with the implications that had been placed upon Legolas since the fall of Isildur. The past shouldn't come between present friendships nor the views of a parent. "And if what has already transgressed hadn't come to be none of us would be together… things happen for a reason Legolas. And your father is not here with us to see what friendships you make. It is your life not his… You are far from your people and your father. They know not what we deal with during these trials. Who is he or your people to know if you and she become good friends?"

"What about when this is over? I wouldn't be able to ignore her. She deserves better than that." Aragorn saw a spark in Legolas as he stood up for Kagome even though the elf kept putting down the thought of being her friend. The mortal man had not seen this type of spark in his friend and thought it was an excellent thing considering very little got a reaction from Legolas. There was already a trace of hope in the elf's eyes from speaking to Aragorn. Legolas truly wanted to be Kagome's friend. My father wishes me to be kind to mortals but not too kind, thought Legolas.

"Your race will be leaving Legolas, do not try and trick yourself into believing they will stay for we both know Elrond's people will be departing. When he leaves your father won't be far behind in making a decision to follow, he may be doing so as we speak… I fear at the end of this quest these lands will no longer be a place for the elves. And if it does come to an end and you must leave with your people wouldn't you rather Kagome to have been your friend before you depart?" Legolas sat in silence for a moment stewing over Aragorn's words. It is my life. And I want her included in it.

"If you choose to be a king one day it will come to you to make your own decisions. Will you govern your people like you govern your life? By the judgment of others? Will you actually allow your people to govern your life?" With those words Aragorn patted Legolas on the back and walked off to speak with Boromir who also had things weighing heavy in his mind.


"Now Kagome be on your toes we must confront Sesshomaru," breathed Lady Galadriel pushing open the doors to an office that overlooked the forest where Shippo paced back and forth in annoyance and Sesshomaru waited tiredly in his chair.

"Konnichiwa, Sesshomaru," Kagome breathed gently counting in her head to ten as she tried to calm her heart (Hello). It wouldn't do for the demon to know she was nervous though it was apparent.

"Kagome," Sesshomaru stated with a curt nod. It was odd hearing Sesshomaru's voice lacking his normal third person form of speech, it was odd hearing him say more than five words in a sentence, and it was exceptionally odd hearing him say her name. "Sister," he murmured, "Shippo enlightened me of your journey." Even though Sesshomaru didn't say anything more his tone of voice said everything. Kagome glowered at her son.

"He is biased. Shippo wishes to protect me-"

"Wakarimasu," nodded Sesshomaru. (I understand.)

"I say we lock her up in a room until they leave and then keep her in a room until they're at least a month away," Shippo argued.

"So to wa, omoimasen!" (I don't think so!)

"Kagome you could get hurt-"

"Kamaimasen!" (It doesn't matter!) "Oitoma shimasu ," Kagome stormed glaring at her son. (I must go!)

"Would you stop speaking in Japanese?" Shippo shouted back at Kagome, he suddenly covered his mouth at the outburst, and his demon tail stooped low between his legs as if he were ashamed.

"Shippo… wakarimasen…" (I don't understand.) Kagome looked at the fox demon who had shifted his gaze to the floor in embarrassment. Kagome reached out to tip her son's chin up so he could look her in the eyes and what she saw made her heart fall. There were tears lacing the rims of his eyes. "Shippo… You can't speak Japanese anymore can you?" Kagome's son shook his head 'no' and she immediately wrapped her arms around him bringing her son close to her as she patted his back gently. "I haven't used it since I was a pup." Kagome leaned back to glance over at Sesshomaru, "No more Japanese then." I won't use it then… it isn't part of my life anymore, Kagome thought to herself as she ran a hand through Shippo's hair trying to ease his miko looked up into Shippo's eyes one more time, she didn't see anger anymore, she saw desperation.

"Mother," Shippo pleaded. Shippo's eyes pierced into his mother's looking for something to attach onto in hopes that she would see her younger image of Shippo and do what he asked. "I have guarded you for a long time mama. A very long time-"

"I know Shippo," Kagome said reaching out to touch her son's cheek. She pushed aside his bangs and held his face in her little hands. He'd grown so much since when she had originally met him. He'd grown so much since she had last seen him. Her small kitsune son had sprouted up into a gangly fox demon still going through puberty. "I heard you waiting Shippo."

Memories registered of Kagome hearing the hopeful voice of the younger Shippo as he proudly studied beside Miroku. The brave voice of Shippo as he progressed to his latter child hood still waiting to grow up to protect his mother while training with Kouga. The sound of Shippo telling tall stories of Kagome to Kouga, Rin, and their cubs as he waited. Kagome could hear the sound of a heartful teenage Shippo as his mind grasped spells and sword skills from Sesshomaru, as he was handed Tetsusaiga; something that she could just now remember when she focused on all the memories of sound that had lain dormant while she slept. And last but not least, the mournful waiting of Shippo by himself with just Kirara as a companion as his hope slowly began to grow dull. Eons she had heard, she may not have been there to watch him grow up but she had heard.

"You waited for me to rise and be who I once was. And I'm here now, a little altered but I'm still as stubborn. And even my past self would want to help Shippo. Please accept my decision and let me be as free as you wished me to be."

"I want to mom but… I keep fearing you'll get hurt."

"Shippo you can't have protected me with the sole intention of treating me like glass when I came back." Kagome pressed her forehead on Shippo's looking into his eyes as she rubbed noses with her grown fox demon son.

"I will accept your decision but I won't like it," huffed Shippo dejectedly as Kagome kissed him gently on the cheek.

Sesshomaru had been watching the whole time through lidded eyes, a gaze flickering between Galadriel's cool demeanor and the mother and son. "You wish for this?"

"I do," Kagome answered looking away from her son and approaching Sesshomaru. She was ready for the ultimate speech to come from him, scared but ready for it. But no speech came. Instead Sesshomaru looked to Lady Galadriel, his fingers tapped on the wood of his desk twice before he spoke, as if thinking of a logical answer for Galadriel to be so keen on Kagome leaving.

"You saw something Witch of the Wood." Sesshomaru's mouth twitched up in a smirk. He had his own pet name for the prophet elf and it pleased her to no end that he didn't put on lofty titles for her but rather teased her. The two had become good friends.

"Indeed I have Hound of Hell," murmured Lady Galadriel.

Her voice lapsed into the tongue of the elves with a series of words that Kagome couldn't understand though she thought them incredibly pleasant to the ear, and it sounded vaguely familiar to her from the years Shippo had practiced beside her tree. Shippo understood the language where Kagome did not. For though Shippo had learned languages by Sesshomaru near Kagome the miko had flashing memories of sounds, things she understood and her mind had merely stored away the sounds of the elfin words away in her memory as something pretty.

The only thing Kagome understood was the name Kouga and she wondered at the mention of the wolf prince. 'I have seen happiness,' nodded Lady Galadriel. 'I have seen the wish granted by Kouga happening.'

'Who?' Shippo hissed, his jaws snapped together at the thoughts of someone possibly stealing away his mother and hurting her. Not just anyone could be allowed the pleasure of his mother for a wife. He wondered if it was a member of the Fellowship that would bring this about.

'Someone worthy of her,' answered Galadriel. 'A long road until she accepts things but once found there is happiness. For so the wish was granted so it is to happen. And when happiness is found there will be a life, a home, children… In fact, I adamantly believe she should go.'

"You're ordering me," Sesshomaru replied for Kagome to understand that Galadriel was done with her few words. His eyes were dancing with amusement seeing through Lady Galadriel's cryptic way of putting a command.

"Indeed I am," she laughed knowing that Sesshomaru would hate to be ordered around she gave him some leash as it were to walk on. "…But I will grant you a wish if you like Sesshomaru." The demon crooked a silent brow at her words that claimed he was listening to her offer. "Ask one of her companions any questions you wish to satisfy your curiosity. If their answer meets your requirements then she may go if not then she will stay… Kagome, do you agree to these terms?" Lady Galadriel glanced over her shoulder at Kagome and the immortal miko didn't miss the wink. It appeared the Lady of Light had a card up her sleeve.

"I agree."

"It is settled," answered Sesshomaru rising to his feet.

"Wait," Shippo interjected. "You're going to ask a question or two and let her go?"

"Depends on the answer," Sesshomaru answered sweeping out the doors regally with Kagome and Shippo following after. Lady Galadriel stayed behind gazing out the window down at the prince elf who was in conversation with the heir of Gondor.

"One person, or a handful in this matter, can change the world," she murmured to herself in the quiet of the room watching Frodo Baggins stare at the river in thought.


Kagome quickly rushed after Sesshomaru and said when she'd made it to his side, "I heard Kouga's name back there…"

"His blessing was spoken of."

"His blessing? Oh! The second one… I honestly don't remember what that one was," Kagome said quietly scrunching her brow in thought. Sesshomaru cut short a step and tilted his head at the thought.

Maybe it is for the best, the demon lord thought to himself as he gazed down upon the miko. "When you come across Kouga you may ask imouto." (little sister)

"Why do you call me sister?"

"You're the closest thing this Sesshomaru has other than Rin," he breathed lapsing into his old way of speech for a moment.

"Sesshomaru-"

"You're family. I wouldn't have gone to such lengths otherwise." Kagome stopped in the hall grabbing hold of Sesshomaru's sleeve. Kagome looked up into Sesshomaru's eyes and never had he seen a more sincere look in his life of gratitude. For so long Sesshomaru had been in this elf city. He would occasionally travel to visit Shippo, Rin, and Kouga. Rin. One thing Sesshomaru had been thankful for was the gift given when demons mated. If a demon mated a human she was transformed into an immortal, to promote the continuation of children, and so Rin was allowed to live for as long as Kouga could. Rin had her own life with Kouga though so Sesshomaru had the courtesy to visit rarely. And so the demon lord was thankful that Kagome had come to brighten his day.

"Thank you for this chance brother," Kagome breathed kissing Sesshomaru's cheek before they continued their decent down the stairs. Shippo still grumbled a little about wanting to lock Kagome away forever but other than that he stayed silent. "Who will you ask?"

"The elf prince," Sesshomaru replied as hush followed his answer. Kagome's heart froze in her chest. I have a snowballs chance in hell of going now, she thought dismally to herself as Shippo whooped at Sesshomaru's answer.