Yussh!! Super-fast update:3 i had a really nice time typing this one, please read and enjoy!!

Chappeh 10: It's Bi-Polar

A zip and a zash, silver mercury pooling in mid-air.

Everything went by so fast that Kagome almost lost consciousness...almost. She was more than surprised when she saw a dash of white light come towards her, throwing itself in front of the deadly winds that threatened to hack her to bits.

It didn't stop the attack though, because even though she was being shielded by some unidentified object, it still wasn't enough to parry the attack so a few gusts of razor sharp winds escaped and nicked the flesh on her arms. She was glad that she wore jeans this time.

The winds died down, leaves and twigs traveling after its wake. All Kagome could do was watch as a slender white figure stood in the center of the battle field, staring intently over at Kagura.

"Sesshoumaru," Kagome whispered, too lost in the moment to think up of anything else to say. What was he doing there? Did he try saving her or something? Kagome really doubted that, but it didn't explain why he was out here, taking the full gusto of Kagura's Dance of Blades.

His back was to her, silvery whisps of hair trailing about him in the breeze. It felt like one of those slow-motion movies, where everything's slow and still, so that hair looked like water even when the person was obviously not in any water whatsoever. He was standing lifelessly; idly as if waiting for something to happen.

Kagome managed to look around him, trying to see the expression on Kagura's face. Kagura had a tiny smirk on her lips, her fan waving out in front of her. Kagome had to wonder at how big her pride was.

Kagura continued to fan herself, the jagged ends of her hair fluttering in the breeze. It was like a staring contest, trying to see who would falter first.

"And who might you be?" Kagura asked wryly, hiding herself behind her fan. Of course, Sesshoumaru didn't reply...as usual. If he couldn't carry on a decent conversation with Kagome, then it was practically impossible for him to communicate with strangers.

Kagome averted her eyes from Kagura and Sesshoumaru and looked upon the battered body of Koga. He was still lying there, as lifeless as ever. Kagome gulped and went on her hands and knees, crawling the few feet needed to reach the black haired man.

The twigs prodded at her palms, moist leaves sliding against her skin. She really didn't care if her jeans got dirty; she was dirty enough as it was. Kagome continued on, getting closer and closer towards her prize. When she finally got there, she looked down at him, her fingers coming to play at the loost strands of his hair that was splayed everywhere on the ground. It was sad to think that he was dead, cut down in the prime of his life. He was so young, she could tell, at least two or three years older than her. The least she could do was save his body from any further onslaught.

She was distracted from her musings when she heard Kagura in the background, her mischievious voice traveling in the air.

"You must be pretty strong to parry my attack like that," Kagura lolled on. Kagome could see that she was starting to walk, taking small steps towards Sesshoumaru's white figure. He didn't falter, merely remaining where he was. His golden orbs were cold and calculative, as if he were coming up with some sort of plan.

"I'm sorry to say that I can't let you live," Kagura finalized, spreading her fan between her fingers. She twirled her fan in the air, snapping and shutting it as she made little dances with her hands. Her movements were graceful, as if slicing through the air itself. Then she snapped her fan shut and swished it in the air, directing it towards Sesshoumaru.

"Dance of the Dragon!" she shouted and a gust of wind burst forth from her fan, twirling and raging in all its ferocity. The attack was huge, much stronger than the one she had used on Koga and it was coming straight towards him.

All Kagome could do was watch. Watch how the trees were leaning and cracking against each other, watch as the leaves were twirling madly in the air, watch as his silver hair danced behind him like an array of faerie sprites. She wanted to call to him, to tell him to move instead of just standing there because he wasn't moving! She was starting to panic as the winds drew nearer, threatening to chop him up.

"Move!" Kagome hollored, accidentally punching Koga on the back. He wasn't even trying to listen to her, he was just standing there! The tension started to build and Kagome was truly afraid that Sesshoumaru would die.

"MOVE!" she screamed and with that said, Sesshoumaru bolted up right, front flipping down over the tornado-like winds and slicing through the air, landing behind Kagura. The winds faded, the raging air steadying down into a serene calm. Everything went quiet. The trees were finished with their wailing, the leaves were done with their dancing and Kagome stared with wide eyes at Kagura.

"Ugh," Kagura grunted, her fan dropping to the ground. Her shoulder blade had been cut severly, a large gash leaking dark red blood. There was something green mixed with her blood as well, bubbling and steaming across her flesh as it spread across her shoulder. The blood was overwhelming, bleeding through her yukata and dripping onto the ground. Kagome was transfixed for a bit, watching the way the red liquid oozed down her arm, swirling with green goo, all the while sizzling and steaming. It was as if something were eating away at her flesh.

"Bastard," she gritted through her teeth and quickly retracted a feather from her hair, throwing it into the air where it grew in size. Kagura hopped onto the floating feather, her other hand gripping her shoulder. It wasn't as if she was going to stop the blood flow like that, it was seeping through her fingers.

With that, Kagura urged for her feather to move and she zipped away, jutting out through the large opening in the tree-tops, a steady trail of blood following after her.

Kagome sat there, trying to let everything sink in. Sesshoumaru had done that, he had attacked Kagura and he had done it very successfully too. She shivered, the extent of Sesshoumaru's danger level finally sinking in. He was dangerous, powerful and deadly. If he could do that to Kagura with just a sweep of his body then of course he was able to do other things as well. She had forgotten that he was no longer the size of a doll.

Kagome looked across the ground at Sesshoumaru, his lithe body still and unmoving. She watched as red seeped through his right yukata sleeve, blood dripping off of his claws to pool on the ground. The red shined against the sun-light, almost blinding her, but she shielded her eyes from any further sight of blood. It was too much for her to take. He looked intimidating, cold and fierce, even if his face was naught of expression.

"Mmm."

Kagome whipped her head back at Koga, his left ear twitching. She was a little scared, since he was supposed to be dead, but if he was still alive...

"Oh my god, are you alright?" she asked, placing a hand on his back.

She found herself hurdled towards the ground, her back smacking into the earth as a body straddled her waist. She looked up, squinting her eyes due to the vibrant sun leaking in around the figure.

Koga was up and alive, sitting atop her. His black pony tailed trailed over his shoulder, dangling in her face as his eyes were crisp and alert, feral even.

"Who are you?" he demanded crudely, his hands hitting the earth on either side of her. She felt the ground tremor and something swish, ruffling many leaves in the process.

Koga looked to the side of him and jumped.

"Fuck!" he yelped, his eyes wide and venemous. Sesshoumaru was standing very closely to them, his body towering over both Kagome and Koga. His eyes were slitted and narrow, seeming to glare down at the both of them.

'How'd he get here so fast?' Kagome thought to herself, then focused her attention back on Koga.

"Umm, please Koga," she started, trying to make her voice as nice sounding as possible. "We're not here to harm you, we're just here to help." She heard Sesshoumaru grunt in the back ground and turned to him, giving him a watchful eye.

"Well, I'm here to help," she corrected herself, looking back at Koga. He was still atop her, his body adding pressure onto her own. The position was embarassing to say in the least, but she could care less. She had to be on good terms with the "wolf" person who was currently straddling her waist, she couldn't afford to get on his bad side.

Koga seemed to relax at that, settling his weight upon her as he leaned back. His head was moving everywhere, his blue eyes scanning the vast expanse of foliage.

"Where's the bitch?" he asked suddenly, his gaze meeting Kagome's. She fought hard to blush but still managed to answer his question.

"She left," she simply said. Koga leaned into her, as if satisfied by the answer. His expression softened, a smirk playing onto his lips.

"W-what're you doing?" Kagome stuttered, trying to sink herself into the ground. He was leaning into her very fast now, his face inches from her own.

"Just marking my territory," he said curtly.

"What?!" Kagome screamed. Suddenly Koga halted, his fangs mere inches away from the skin on her neck. He was so close that his breath sent shivers down her spine.

Creepy.

Koga looked back, something obviously irking him. Sesshoumaru had a hand clasped around his tail, tugging on it harshly. Koga trailed his eyes from his tail to Sesshoumaru, giving him a wry glare.

"And what the fuck do you think you're doing?" he asked calmly. Sesshoumaru didn't answer, his hand still gripping Koga's tail. Sesshoumaru's eyes were murderous and pointed, making the atmposphere swivel in black spirals.

"Okay!" Kagome shouted, shoving Koga off of her. He went spiraling to the floor, landing on his backside. Kagome stood up, dusting the dirt off her jeans. After done with that, she stared at Sesshoumaru and then at Koga. She gave a silent nod of gratitude to Sesshoumaru, which was only returned by him turning away from her. So much for a simple thank you.

Koga stared up at her, his blue eyes wide and curious. Kagome arched an eyebrow, wondering just how hurt he really was.

"Aren't you supposed to be in total agony?" Kagome asked stiffly, shuffling herself away from the wolf.

"Oh yeah," he said matter-of-factly, looking down at his body. "They don't hurt much." He lifted himself from the jungle floor, the fur of his skirt, leggings and tail scrapping a few twigs and leaves. He shook them off of himself and crossed his arms.

"By the smell of 'ya, I take it you're a human," he stated more than asked, his eyes searching her body. Kagome fought the urge to roll her eyes. And what was with that first statement?

"What're you, some kind of dog?" Kagome asked wryly, placing her hands on her hips.

"Wolf," Koga corrected, a smirk playing on his lips. Oh, she forgot. He lifted his head up, nose in the air. He began sniffing the air, as if he were a hound-dog trying to catch the scent of a lone rabbit.

"Carnival's gonna' start pretty soon," he exclaimed and bolted up, landing directly in front of Kagome. She edged back, cowering under his form. He was too close, invading into her personal space like that and she didn't quite like it.

He stared at her for a few moments, his head cocking from side to side. As if a light-bulb suddenly flickered to life, his blue eyes lit up, a soft smile etching onto his lips.

"What's your name anyway?" he asked softly, still staring her down. Kagome didn't know if she should respond or not. She couldn't see the harm in simply telling him her name and...it would be kind of rude to deny such a simple request.

"Kagome..." she answered hesitantly, her eybrow cocking in suspicion.

"Ahh, beautiful name," he said aloud. "Alright Kagome, because of your efforts in trying to help me, I've decided in giving you the wonderful honor of being my mate."

Everything went dead silent. The trees were whistling their hollow songs, the leaves chuffling against each other. If there was a chunk of hard-soled floor, then Kagome thought she would be able to hear half a pin drop. Was he crazy or someting? How could he just come out and say something so...life changing? It was ludacrous. First of all, she wasn't really in to the whole "dating" thing at the moment and she definately didn't want to be anyone's "mate" anytime soon.

Kagome opened her mouth to protest but she didn't get to say anything. Koga leapt into the air, jutting through the opening amongst the tree-tops and swooshed away. All she could see was his thick black pony-tail trailing behind like a streak of black ink.

She stood there and stood there...and stood there, trying to get her brain to function properly.

'Okayyy...' she thought to herself, crossing her arms over her chest. Suddenly realizing that Sesshoumaru was still there, she whipped around and faced him.

"Hey--" she started but was cut off. Sesshoumaru sharply turned around, his snow-white hair billowing after him. Kagome raised an eyebrow, confused at his sudden departure. Where in the world was he going?

"Hey, wait up!" she called after him, following after his footsteps. She slowed her pace a good distance to seperate herself from him, not wanting to get too close. She didn't know what was bugging him so much to just give her the cold shoulder like that, but she wouldn't waste her time in trying to find out.

"Whatever floats your boat," she muttered to herself.

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For a good 40 minutes they had been traveling, Kagome lolling behind while Sesshoumaru's acute steps gently glided over the leafy ground. As they walked, she began to notice that the tree's were getting less and less dense than they were back in the "battle-field". There was much more room to walk in without tripping over some protruding root.

Her eyes traveled over the many arrays of flowers, hanging from jungle vines and sticking out of grassy bushes. The scenery was truly peaceful, magical even, as if it were picked right out from some fantasy tale. The peaceful atmosphere was trying it's best to get through to her...although...she was having quite a difficult time to relax.

The 40 minutes that they had been traveling, neither of them had spoken a word. It was rather odd to her because she sensed something strange coming from Sesshoumaru, as if a dark cloud were hovering over him. Was he in a bad mood perhaps? Do doll's get mood swings? Did the same rules even apply since he was no longer...petite?

Kagome broke from her thoughts when a pleasant scent wafted through her nostrils. She smiled, not totally recognizing the foreign scent but guessing that it was some sort of sweet snack.

"Mmm, you smell that?" she spoke up, breaking the thin silence. With each step she took, the delectable scent grew stronger, pleasing her and stimulating her taste buds. As if on cue, her stomach growled, nagging at her to feed it.

'Haven't eaten anything for a while now,' she thought to herself while rubbing her tummy. Sesshoumaru hadn't even given a hint that he had acknowledged her, his white form still lingering over the ground. They hadn't been traveling in any direction in particular, she had just tagged along, relying on him to lead the way.

"Where are we going anyway?" she asked curiously, moving her feet to catch up to him. She sighed as she realized that once again, he wasn't going to answer.

'Why do I try anymore?' she asked herself wearily. Kagome fastened her pace, now landing in step with the silver-haired male. She took a glimpse at him, eyeing him from her position.

'Why's he in a pissy mood?' she wondered. His eyes were narrow, his mouth quirked in a minuit snarl. He looked sick, maybe even worse than sick. He looked...disgusted. Suddenly he halted, the leaves around his feet swirling into the air. His hair trailed about him, settling down after a few moments. Kagome stopped with him as well, searching around the jungle for any signs of danger. Did he sense something that she hadn't?

"Wha..?"

"Death," Sesshoumaru whispered softly, his eyes still narrow and pointed. Kagome straightened herself, her mind working in over moad.

"Death?" she repeated. "Did someone die or something, do you see anything?" Kagome placed her hand to her forehead, acting like a life-guard searching the grassy waters. She couldn't see anything out of the ordinary, if you counted trees as abnormal. She brought her hand down, trying to decipher his words. What did he mean?

"Woah, didn't notice that before," Kagome suddenly exclaimed, her eyes big and wide. She hadn't noticed that they had halted in front of a rather large curtain of vines, leaves tucked in the large wall of green. It looked like a massive door, a door that you could easily penetrate with a slip of your hand. There was obviously something behind the curtain of vines, since it was spread out like a great wall blocking off any further entrance.

Kagome cocked an eyebrow and turned to look at Sesshoumaru.

"Hey, are you some kind of dog or something, 'cause---AHH!"

A hand suddenly shot out from the wall of vines, wrapping its fingers around her wrist. The hand tugged at her harshly, sending her spiraling towards the wall. Something had caught hold of her and was trying to yank her through the vines!

"Ugh, ah...don't just stand there, do something!" Kagome yelped, yanking and tugging with all her might in means to loosen the tight grip on her wrist. Nothing was working, it was as if the pale fingers were pasted right onto her skin! The wall was growing nearer now, looking as if she were to crash right into it.

Then it englufed her, jagged vines and prickly spindles rubbing against her skin. It didn't feel all that bad actually, just weird and foreign. It was as if she were encased in a box filled with eels, minus the wet and slimy coating.

She gasped when she felt fingers entwine with her own, and it wasn't the hand that was currently wrapped around her wrist. They were soft and smooth, flesh rubbing against her palm. She tried to look back, only managing to get a glimpse of something sharp and shiny. Whoever it was, they were trying to save her from being further pulled in. Fat chance of that, since she could already see a black hole off in the distance, foreboding and leering.

The hole grew larger, threatening to engulf her and the two unidentified strangers. She grimaced when darkness surrounded her, the air turning chilly and cool when it came in contact to her enflamed skin. It felt wonderful really, as if the night itself had poked out from above, sending down its cold and frosty air. Much better than being out in that jungle, all sweaty and hot.

Kagome opened her eyes and was utterly bewildered. It was night time! And the weirdest part of it all, they were in some sort of ancient city!

The hand that encircled her wrist suddenly let go, causing her to plummet towards the cobble-stoned ground. The pain only intensified as she felt another weight fall on top of her.

"Gah!" she yelped, the mass of whoever or whatever was on top of her, jerking her in the stomach. She found herself staring into two golden eyes, narrow and pointed as if in a glare.

'Funny, they seem so..familiar,' Kagome thought to herself, slightly delusional from her previous throttling.

A few good moments passed by, Kagome on the ground while a body was rested between her legs, staring down at her.

"OMG!" she screamed and suddenly realized who the body belonged to. "Sesshoumaru!" He was glaring down at her, whisps of silver hair billowing over his shoulder to tickle at her face. Just imagine if her mother were there; she'd set her worry-free eyes upon a tall, white-haired man with his body between her daughters legs. Kagome shuddered at the thought.

"Now, now my dear young people, this is no place to make your lust-filled advances!"

Kagome pushed Sesshoumaru off of her, startled at the new voice. Sesshoumaru landed next to her, sitting on the cobble-stoned ground. She quickly looked away once she saw his emotionless, i'm-ticked-but-I'm-not-showing-it mask. Instead, her eyes landed on an entirely new body.

A young boy, around the age of ten stood before her, silver eyes shining magnificently. She trailed her eyes down the jagged ends of his golden hair which framed his face in many different directions, short in the back and slighlty longer in the front. Kagome fought the squeel that was dying to release itself. He looked so cute!

"You can save that for later when the Carnival starts!" his high-pitched voice chirped. His eyes were slanted in a mishcivious manner, glinting ferile and anew. He began twirling around, his arms jutted out as if he were an airplane. He was wearing a sleevless blue button-up shirt, donned with a pair of very racey white tight leather shorts. Kagome oggled at them. They were so freaking short, if she didn't know any better she would have mistaken him for some sort of petite man-whore!

'Why?' she silently cursed herself. 'What have I done to deserve this?! I'm constantly being blessed with weirdo after weirdo!!' She shook her head, trying to steady herself. Why her?

The boy chirped and danced, his voice merry and his countenance joyous and spriteful.

"We shall make the merry-making tonight!" he jostled, landing in front of Kagome. He leaned forward, placing his pale hands on his bare knees. He smiled. "Super, happy-fun! We will make memories!!" With that, the little boy continued to prance and sing, whirling his hands in the air. Then suddenly he halted in his tracks, cocking his head to stare down at Kagome again.

"Hurry up fool," he shot and stalked away. Kagome stared after him, wide mouthed. She had never before in her life encountered someone that changed moods so easily. One minute he was dancing like a horny rabbit and the next...he was off with his badmouthing!!

She wondered where he was heading. She continued to stare after him, his tiny body walking down a dark alley-way illuminated with vibrant street lights. She watched as he attacked his next victim, placing his hands on an old-womans shoulders while bouncing himself everywhere. She turned her attention back to Sesshoumaru, who she had found had already stood up. He was just standing there, golden eyes shining in the darkness.

Kagome cleared her throat and stood as well, dusting off the imaginary dirt that had stuck to her jeans. She looked about herself, taking in her surroundings. It did look like there was going to be something going on. Perhaps that was what Koga and the little boy had mentioned earlier, about the Carnival.

"A Carnival, eh?" she whispered to herself. She turned to Sesshoumaru, trying to put her past behind. She didn't want to even mention that little position they were in earlier, too embarrasing for her tastes.

"I guess we have a Carnival to go to," she piped, putting on a smile. If she wanted him to cooperate with her peacefully, then she'd just have to suck in her pride and put on her best cheery smile...no matter how much she just wanted to stick her tongue out at him and walk off.

Kagome began to walk but suddenly halted, looking back at the wall of vines behind her. For some unknown reason, it had led them to an enchanted dark city of some sort. She could already tell that her current situation probably had to do with Sesshoumaru's being here, since he had something to do with magic as well. She supposed the ancient city was magic too. Her thoughts brought her to her shrewd kidnapping. She already guessed that it was the little boy that had pulled her through, since his pale hands had matched the ones that had encirlced her wrist...but the other hand still bothered her. There was no doubt that it was Sesshoumaru, since he was the only one there..but the question was...why? Why had he done it, there wouldn't be any reason to save her. He benefited nothing from it, so then...why?

"Hmm," she murmured to herself. She suddnely picked her head up and looked across the cobble-stoned streets. There was no use in just standing there, she had to find the little boy again since he was the only one she had interacted with. She really didn't feel like going around asking random questions to strangers from some other world.

"Hey," she spoke up, not looking back. "Thanks for trying to help me out back there. And don't give me any glares! I'm just thanking you." She let a smile take form on her lips, her body moving forwards. They were in some weird and strange world, a world that could stay in the shadows of night even if the sun was shining just a few feet away. The least they could do was gather some useful information on how to blend in with the crowd. All she knew was that she was going to find her way back home and try to fix all the things that were burdening her.

She shot a glimpse at Sesshoumaru, who was silently staring at her. She quickly looked away. Was he a burden? Did she consider him a burden?

"Let's go," she whispered and trailed off. It was surprising that he gave in so easily, for he was hot on her trail. She smiled at that. Maybe he was starting to get used to her, even though his outer shell was pretty hard to crack. She barely even knew enough about him to call him her "friend", that and the point that he hardly ever talked to her except for those moments where he just whispered random words that she had to piece together.

"Carnival," he voiced, his tone low and smooth.

"Yeah, happy-fun time," she responded.

And the two figures left, white and black against each other into the plunders of the shaded new-world.

Yet, amidst the shadows lay a being in wake, watching with speculant blood red eyes.

"Indeed my Dear, a most marvelous happy-fun time."

OMG...finished the 10th chappeh!! i can't wait to start typing the next one, its gonna' be awesome:3 and that little boy, ITS NOT SHIPPOU so don't get confused ;3

truthfully, i just made him up while typing this chapter..and i rather like him. things are gonna' get hectic, weird and perverted so please don't mind :D please review cuz that's what gets me motivated yo ;3