The sun had set beyond the high mountains and the darkness of the night descended over the small village of Edo. It had stopped raining somewhere as the sun set in the west. The only light in the sky came from the full moon in the sky, which peeked through the gaps in the clouds, rising to greet his beloved.
As the darkness descended over the lands, lulling the humans into a peaceful state of sleep, a lone, tall figure cladded in expensive, white silk strode through the deep eastern forest that lead towards his half-brother's forest and the small village of Edo.
It was quiet.
Leather-booted feet walked silently on the wet forest floor, taking long, calculating steps, as they guided the long, strong legs of their owner towards his goal. Brilliant, golden eyes surveyed the road ahead of him.
It was quiet.
The cool wind of the night played with the stands of his long, silver hair that reached the male to the back of his knees. It caressed his pale, flawless skin.
The scent of wet soil mixed with bark and grass found the way to his sensitive nose and he inhaled the clean air. The rain had washed away the foul stench of dirty, sweat-covered humans that usually hovered over the particular area he found himself in, once again.
It was quiet.
The male had promised his young ward, the human girl called Rin, that he would visit her. And visit her he did. Every fortnight he would visit her, bringing her gifts. She would tell him of her days and he would listen. And he found himself missing her.
He halted his steps.
It was quiet.
No, he did not miss her. A powerful demon, such as him, held no such human emotion. He proceeded towards the village.
After the destruction of the vile half-demon Naraku, the old priestess named Kaede had insisted that Rin stayed in the village. She claimed that the girl had need of human contact, to learn the ways of her own people and race, before she chose whom she wished to stay with.
He had agreed with the priestess' arguments, much to Rin's dissatisfaction. But he had to admit, that there were certain topics not even he wished to discuss with her.
It was quiet.
As he scanned the village from his spot on the hill that lead towards Edo, he found it odd to see lights still coming from the largest house. No doubt belonging to the human man in charge. The white-cladded demon had only met the skinny, old man once when he left Rin in the village for the first time. He had bowed to the great demon and vowed that the human child would be safe in his humble village.
The demon lord had not trusted the man to keep her safe, nor did he trust the old priestess. And now, that his half-brother's woman had returned to her home beyond the well, the responsibility had fallen to InuYasha and his friends.
The demon Lord no longer held hatred for the half-demon. And while the distain was still present within the demon, he could tolerate him. Rin had taken a liking to him after her stay, and she would not allow the two to fight.
It was quiet.
As he neared the end of his descend from the hill a gust of wind blew past the demon from behind. While on the subject of the half-breed, where was he?
Surely he had smelled him by now?
No.
It was far too quiet.