Welcoming Sight.
VIII
There was only one aura in the entirety of my existence, that could resided in only one being, that could cause every cell of my composition to vibrate with a power I still haven't learned to comprehend. With the vow I had just made that feeling had been amplified the moment their aura had come into contact with my barrier.
Somewhere inside her she could feel excitement beginning to rise and because of who she was surely about to encounter every step she took was intentional, full of purpose & sure of herself.
After a bit of walking her excitement grew at the realization of how big of a barrier, she had been able to create.
I am getting stronger, mama. As the end of this beginning gets closer, I will continue to grow. I am going to protect them all, I will beat Naraku, & help the land heal so our new beginning can begin to come forward.
With set determination and confidence, she paused in her step waiting patiently for one of the most powerful demon lords to enter the clearing that she had found herself in. It was only a few moments later before he appeared. She mentally tsk'ed herself for the quick intake of breath at the sight of him.
She wasn't a fool. Breathtakingly beautiful some of these demons could be & still she was not ignorant to their power or just how deadly they could become if you made an enemy out of one. It was good this one in particular took pride in having control & being one of logic – even if it to a point. Once she had learned to speak his language some interactions, she would dare even say were even pleasant. Rin-chin was an exception for his tolerance & still Rin-chan was proof that even someone like him could change their views – no matter how impenetrable they think themselves to be.
Nodding her head in acknowledgement and with a small smile she greeted the great demon lord of the West. "Lord Sesshomaru, you are a welcomed sight. Would you like an escort back to our encampment for the night? Rin-chan is currently asleep I'm afraid."
"Hn." He nodded in response to her greeting. He watched as she patiently turned to the side and waited for him to approach. Over the years her actions shifted in acknowledgement to his status, although he was sure that was not only it. The Miko was not one to simply give away respect just because you held a title. His left arm was a testament to that along with her peculiar behavior. He listened intently to her steps. They always stayed three steps behind only occasionally pausing when she felt an aura near her barrier.
As site of the camp grew nearer, he listened to the sound of her throat clearing.
"Lord Sesshomaru, may I offer you some tea," he paused at the entrance of their camp and watched as she walked around him heading straight for her belongings.
"Is it not late for you? Even though you are a Miko, do humans still not require sleep? He mused staring intently as her eyes rose to meet his. She greeted his response with a small smile.
"Thank you, Lord Sesshomaru, but it would still be rude to not offer, would it not? Anyway, there is something I would like to speak with you about if you are not rushing off tomorrow."
He could see the seriousness behind her second statement, but understood the potential implication if her allowed her an audience. He was sure he could get it out of her tonight and just to get it over with. Every moment that he stood here waiting meant the higher the chances became until he would be in the presence of his idiot half-brother Inuyusha. While these humans had become tolerable the hanyou really made him want remove his head from his shoulders, but that fool was pact – not matter if he wanted otherwise. "Hn. If only he behaved like it then it would make things easier."
"I will accept tea in the morning, Miko. Sleep."
"Thank you Sesshomaru-sama, enjoy your rest," he watched her bow her head and move to place her bows and arrows down where she would sleep near the children. He listened to her toss and turn for a while before finally settling. He made himself comfortable under the tree where the hanyou slept and chuckled at his lack of presence. The fool was following death. The hanyou was a constant reminder of how emotions could make you weak. He looked down to his left arm and frowned in remembrance. "Hn…yes they could make you weak and yet Inuyahsa had gotten stronger."
Laying those thoughts to rest he expanded his aura and focused on watching the encampment for the night. The Miko's barrier would keep unwanted visitor's away, but there were others with the will that could find a way through it.
