Yohime slowly woke up. Cracking open an eye, she noticed the darkened wood a feet inches away from her face.

She blinked.

Ah, I remember! I left with Nurarihyon!

Slowly sitting up, she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, then stretched her hands to the roof and yawned. Lowering them, she caught the sound of soft laughter.

There Nurarihyon stood, leaning against the open door, smiling tenderly at her.

"Good morning, Nura," she mumbled.

"Good evening, 'Hime."

Again, she blinked.

"Evening?"

Holding out a hand, he waited for her to take it.

"Yes, evening. You slept all morning and through the afternoon. We're about to set off for an inn for food and lodging."

Placing her hand in his, she 'eep'ed when he pulled her out. Fitting his hands around her wait, he lifted her and set her on the ground. Her breath caught at the sight that greeted her eyes. Nurarihyon's Hyakki Yokou was gathered, heads slightly bowed as they gazed at her and their Commander. The starts shone brightly, and the moon was a crescent.

"Come on, 'Hime. I'm sure you're hungry."

Feeling perfectly at ease, she smiled into his eyes.

"Yes."

After journeying into the village, finding an inn and receiving their food, Yohime found herself recognizing this particular inn.

Well, I did ask Nurarihyon to remind me to tell him a story when we reached Edo. Ah, I miss Edo. I doubt it will be the same, as Kaede is long gone, and it has been a century since I visited, what with the tanukis and all.

"Yohime?"

"Eh?"

She was startled out of her thoughts by the man sitting at her side with a slightly concerned expression.

"Are you alright?"

She didn't answer right away, just leaned against his shoulder, grateful for the arms that rested behind her back.

"Just thinking of the story I have for you."

"It sounds like some story."

"The most interesting you've ever heard."

"Oh, I almost forgot."

She lifted her head when he shifted.

"Gyuki!"

He soon came hurrying over with a box. Taking it from his hand, Nurarihyon turned and gave it to her.

She smiled, recognizing it as a clothes box. Carefully opening to box, she gasped as she pulled out a familiar style kimono.

Tears immediately became gathering in her eyes. This man… he had only known her for a week, and yet he had done something no one else had done. Inuyasha didn't even think of clothes, Koga never bothered and Sesshomaru gave her ones much like those she had worn for the past decade. Here he had saw something and bought it for her with her in mind.

"Oi, oi, are those tears?"

Carefully setting the kimono down, she lunged at him, wrapping her arms around him.

"Thank you," she whispered in trembling tones.

"Well, if buying you clothes can bring this reaction, then I should buy you them more often," he teased.

Pulling back, she smiled, her face lighting up.

"I'll go put it on, I'll be right back," she said, standing.

Hurrying out of the room, she disappeared behind the doors.

Checking the box quickly, he noted she took the sakura styled one. Turning back to his meal, he caught the stares of Gyuki and Karasu-Tengu.

"What's with you guys?"

"Uh, she's a noblewoman, right?" The tengu asked.

"So?"

"What Karasu-Tengu means is, why did she act like she had never been given new clothes before? I'm sure there was plenty of money in the house."

The corner of his lip turned up.

"She dislikes the heavy kimonos."

Sensing that was the only answer he would give, they returned to their meal. While waiting for Yohime, he thought back on the small changes in her. Especially when she woke up. She looked so adorable, hair slightly mussed, bright eyes. She called him 'Nura' too, an improvement from 'Ayakashi-sama'. Apparently, after being freed from her cage, she was stretching her wings.

Unbeknownst to him, a smile had spread across his face as he though of his Yohime. He snapped out of this thoughts when he noticed the usually loud and rowdy noise, went silent. Following their gaze, he was met with a sight that he would never forget.

There, in the doorway, stood Yohime. Her hair was loosely braided and hanging over her shoulder. The clothes he had given her fit her perfectly. For half a second, the thought he really was looking at the Princess of Sakura.

Since she wasn't wearing the form hiding clothes as before, he noticed how truly slender she was. Small shoulders, tiny waist and long legs accented by the hakamas.

"Uno, does it look alright?"

Her voice broke the stillness that had held the ayakashi. Soon the room was filled with admiring shouts and whistles. She looked down at her feet, a blush spreading over her cheeks.

Striding over to her, he placed his hand at her lower back, leading her back to the head of the table. Once they had taken their seats, the others went back to wherever they were doing, but they were still speaking of her. Placing his lips next to her ear, he breathed, "You look beautiful, my Yohime."

May years later, if one were to ask the ayakashi, demons and youkai of the Nura Clan when they first accepted Yohime as their Commander's lady, everyone of them would say the night when they thought an angel had visited them.

A/N Here's a link to what her outfit looked most like. Just think of something that look similar. All her clothing and kimonos will look as such, unless otherwise written.

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