Disclaimer: Can Sesshi be mine? Please? Oh, and I own yet another OC in this story … that makes four OC's total… o.O

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Author's Notes:

Here's the second part of your reward! I'm so happy today! XD

I went to a Nickelback concert on Friday night … Oh my god, it was kick ass! The opening bands were Hinder, Chevelle, and Three Days Grace. As if I wasn't already wound up over Three Days Grace, (omfg, I love them so much!) when Nickelback came on, my friend and I were like sirens on springs! It was so much fun!

On top of that, I got accepted into a charter school that I really wanted to go to! And after I posted chapter 9, the hits to my story skyrocketed! I had 3 new reviews and my story was added to 2 new 'favorite' and 'alerts' lists! My weekend was totally kick ass! XD

So, you'll probably see me do something wild with my next few chapters as either a reward, or just because I felt compelled to do so out of the joy in my heart! XD

Okay, warning's over! You may read now. :D

Music Pieces:

Chapter 11: Healing Dew – "Trap" – Kaoru Wada – Inuyasha (I've already used this piece…)

– "Calling Wisdom" – Karunesh – Zen Breakfast (It's almost meditation music, but it has a graceful and watery vibe…)

– "Materia" – Tsuyoshi Sekito – Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children

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"Naraku." a whispering feminine voice called through the darkness to her lord. The pale child stood at the entryway, her black eyes staring emotionlessly towards her master. Tearing his gaze from his window, he turned to face his most faithful servant.

"You bring me news, Kanna." he more stated than questioned.

"Tomo." her hollow voice hissed. She grasped the mirror she possessed tightly in her hands, willing it to show who she meant.

"Tomo?" her lord, Naraku, echoed. He was quickly silence by the image Kanna's mirror portrayed of a lavender haired demon beside another and more familiar demon.

"Ah, Sesshomaru." he sneered, shifting his gaze to his pale servant. "Who is the new demon with him?"

"Tomo." her whispers answered. "She is dangerous. She has the voice of…"

There was a hesitant pause as she cut herself off smoothly.

"I see. What a wonderful surprise." Naraku grinned, his hoarse voice sharpened by his malevolent thoughts. "It seems our lord has found the prize I seek. We should be sure to congratulate him once Kagura returns with the information I need. But for now, it's time to pay her a visit…"

He chuckled, the white child undisturbed by the smooth and sudden sound.

"It is that voice she carries that will lead me to the completion of the Sacred Jewel, and to the death of Inuyasha and all of those tied to him." he exclaimed triumphantly, drunk on his own madness. A malicious and deep laugh escaped him at the thought of his victory, the girl unable to feel the excitement. She stood silently and obediently as her master wallowed in his greed and excitement.

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Sesshomaru's Eyes…

Three days … Three days gone without even a sniff of Naraku's scent. We had come to the end of the dense forest and had emerged onto a vast valley between two snow covered mountain ranges. Early summer as it was, the snow had yet to melt and tumble down the mountain and turn the lakes and river cold in the heat of the season.

During the cool nights, my socializing with Tomo has become easy to come by. Each night we would sit beside one another on the banks of a nearby water source where she would soak her feet and play with the cold water. Along with these nightly talks, I also began to take note of how sensitive and gentle her character truly was.

Little did I know, this night would be the night that would change my outlook on her forever…

Tomo was always the first to leave the camp to the source of freshwater nearby. Jaken would complain about her strange yet regular behavior, but Rin insisted that it wasn't their place to question her. Though I never admitted it openly, I agreed with the child's perspective.

So, after Rin and Jaken were sound asleep and safe with Ah-Un, I would follow the demoness's scent to wherever she may have disappeared to. On this particular night, she had found a creek flowing softly towards the west. There she sat, her lavender slippers set neatly to the side and her bare feet in the water.

"Another night filled with words." she said. I could hear her smile in her words as I made my way to her. Sitting to her left, I rested my arm atop my knee, trying my best to ignore her now intent gaze upon me.

"It seems so." I replied. Little did I notice the unnatural sway of the creek's current, and little did I see her hands begin to move in a strange rhythm. I began to pay more attention to her actions as a small pillar of water rose from the creek.

"I want to show you something." Tomo said quietly, reacting to my suspicious look. She began to sway her arms and hands, forcing the water to flatten into a smooth surface floating nearly a foot above the damp grass. Not a drop was spilt as she stood, her eyes closed and her motions graceful as she slid her dainty feet into her slippers. Taking care and with smooth movements, she stepped onto the thin platform of water.

She stood for a moment, her wrists crossed before she swept one arm out gracefully, and began the most beautiful dance I had ever seen. Ripples flowed shortly from her steps, never reaching the edge of the platform. Her previous dance, the one I had witnessed at her lake, was terrible compared to this display.

As she danced, scarf-like streams of water twisted about her, giving the impression of fine silk gracing her every move. I nearly lost my mind when I heard a beautiful voice ring out…

It was Tomo's voice.

Cast of Water and Shadow of Flame,

Trapped in Liquid Glass and Emerald Frame,

Await thine love to speak thy name.

Her voice was an instrument all on its own, each note tuned to perfection and held fast and long. The streaks of water about her continued to circle her as she twirled and stepped gracefully, each step she took was without the slightest stumble.

Perceive the soul of one's true self,

Take not comfort in the damage thine hast dealt.

I felt my soul uplifting with each syllable, intense relief washing over me as if it were an ocean wave beating gently against me…

Oh, Purest Maiden of Water so pure,

Aid this pour soul, a soul without cure.

The tune began again, the notes mimicking, but the words varying. No, this melancholy tune was not a song … it was a poem … a spell … a spell that even I could not withstand or comprehend.

Lure to Liquid Glass and Emerald Frame,

Only the white love may speak thine name.

She raised her arms above her head as if she was a sprouting bloom amidst the spring sun. The streaks of water rose with her arms, flowing out and down as if they belonged to an elegant fountain. They returned to the platform of water without a sound as her arms slowly dropped to her sides.

The wave of relaxation completed its course as she stepped from the water which had begun to return to the creek. She knelt before me, her silver eyes capturing me in their solemn depths.

"Clever witch, what have you done to me now?" I growled. Her eyes seemed to smile as she gave her reply…

"You saved my life, Sesshomaru. Now, I want to repay you by returning what you've lost."

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Kagura watched the water demon with wide eyes as her voice penetrated her ears. There she was, dancing upon the water she held command over, but it wasn't her power that had frightened her so…

It was her voice … her voice which echoed through the many notes in that melancholy tune … that tune that even Naraku held fear against…

"No, it can't be—" Kagura cut herself off at the horror of her thoughts. Joy and dread filled her mind as she took in the concept of the demoness's true power. Could she really be…?

No, no, it was impossible. She died fifty years ago. She couldn't possibly reside within that woman's body, could she? After all, her blood flowed through the veins of that water wench Sesshomaru dragged around … No, it had to be impossible … It must!

"Naraku will never let me hear the end of it if I don't inform him." she grumbled. She was about to turn away when her eyes befell a great power the woman had displayed, subjecting Sesshomaru. Kagura whined when she knew that it was only a fraction of her power that she had used upon him…

And now that the demoness's miracle had been performed, Sesshomaru would be stronger than ever…

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Wow … That was a major cliffie… o.O

So, what's Tomo giving back to Sesshi? And how will our Sesshi be 'stronger than ever?' Oh, man! This is getting juicy and now I know that this story is going to continue to be a bit … puzzling...!

Yes, she died fifty years ago. Cliché date for Inuyasha, but it works. Everything happens fifty years ago in this series…

The next chapter will reveal it all! Look for it coming soon!

The Next Chapter Will Be Published Friday (Spetember 22, 2006)!