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last time...
Sesshomaru didn't like it, he told himself that he would not let this happen, they had a fight to fight and he didn't need Siyon distracting her, or woo her for that matter. Well that's what he told himself anyway. No he didn't like it and he would not...not let it happen.
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With a low growl he began to walk to them...and with a
"Ahm" they turned to see him. Siyon bowed
"Well my Lord...the Lady here seems to have learned alot"
"Indeed"
Siyon smiled
"You are dismissed" Sesshomaru said not looking at Siyon but at Kagome
"My lord?" Siyon asked with a confused face
"leave us" Sesshomaru said with a little more do as I say tone.
Siyon bowed to him and then Kagome and took his leave.
"Well...that was rude" She said to Sesshomaru as she watch Siyon jog back to the castle.
"So..i presume your training went well" ignoring her previous statement
"Well...yes"
"He is coming near" He said,talking about his half breed brother
"Yes I know...I feel him"
Sesshomaru looked into the sky.
"Well if that is all I'm going to return to my room"
"Do as you wish"
shes nodded and walked off,not even bowing. He would have a word with her about that later,but right now he was in a thoughtful place,trying to figure out what it was that his brother was up to.
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Kagomemade her way to her room,guard's bowing before her as she past, she could not help but roll her eyes.She would understand if she was the lady of the house,but she was just a girl,now a demon,about to fight her past love,with none other..than Lord tight wad himself.
why cant a girl have a normal life...to easy...it would just be to easy...Kami's don'tlike easy...they are poking fun at me right now I just know it...
she thought that as she blew her bangs from her face and turned her eye up as if she were looking for the kami's above. She went to her room closed the door and began to write in her journel,she hoped onday if she had kids they would read it,like it was a fairytale, but now she was demon she didnt know if she would find love again or have kids...maybe 500 years down the road her journel would be found and become a well know fairytale...that would be cool. She sighed and began to write about her day...waiting for night to come,so she could go for a walk alone.