His senses had never been more…assailed was and wasn't the word. While his sensitive ears could pick up a myriad of perplexing sounds, and his delicate nose was greeted by many new and familiar scents, these things were not unpleasant on their own. No, it was the way they bred and combined, like all the demons in Naraku, that made for a horrid, jarring first impression of the Twenty First Century.

"Human."

The girl visibly drooped, turning to his with something akin to dread in her brown eyes.

"Where is this?"

She scoffed and Sesshomaru stiffened, assuming that she was laughing at him. But when she smile up at him with false cheer he knew it for the self deprecation it was.

"We're in the well."

His eyebrows drew down slightly, smoothing just as quickly.

"This Sesshomaru is aware of this." She glared at him, her smile gone. "Have you forgotten your word, priestess?"

He smirked as she slumped again, "No." She sighed, running her right hand over her face in exasperation. "This is my home, in future, five hundred years from Inuyasha."

The implications hit him hard in the gut, his mind turning the revelation in silence.

"Um, Sesshomaru?" He acknowledged the girl-child through the corner of his eye. "I know this is a lot, but I really wanna take a bath."

** And we all know how Sesshy likes baths ^^**