Author's Note: What my sweetpeas? You didn't think I meant THAT fast? Heehee, here you are!

I don't know why their brushing styles were so different. It shouldn't have been. They did the same method to work the knots out, starting at the bottom and working up, but for some reason, it was completely different. After a few minutes, Sesshomaru made the growls and groans again. Maria answered, then brought some meat over. She handed it to me before moving back to her spot.

"Are you somehow communicating through grunts and groans?" I asked Sesshomaru.

"Yes. There is a universal demon tongue that lets us understand each other."

I pondered this a moment. "I guess it makes sense?" I let him continue to work the knot out. It must have been a nasty knot. "I'm sorry I'm making you do this. It must go against the fur." He didn't say anything but continued to brush. That made me uncomfortable. No response probably meant he didn't even want to touch my hair. "You can stop if you want. You don't have to. The brush is free now." He didn't stop. "Really Sesshomaru, it can keep the knots until the morning."

"No." It was fierce and determined and very firm. We stayed silent a few moments before he spoke again. "You asked for my help. I will always help if you ask. And it isn't as against the fur as you think."

I tried to digest that in my mind. I had no idea what it meant. I gave up and started eating the food I was handed. I recognized it as bear meat. "You actually got me a bear?"

"I got you three. Just in case." I could hear the smirk and pride in his voice as he answered.

"Three?" I didn't know if I wanted to be angry at what he was hinting at or laugh at it. "Do you honestly think I have a big enough stomach to eat three bears?"

"No, but I think the children were very hungry and ate most of one bear on their own." His brushing paused. "I didn't leave everyone with enough food while I was gone."

"I'm sure they forgave you. Kagome made sure to eat, right?"

"Yes." He had finished another small section and started at the bottom of the next section. I had no idea if it was that bad which was why I needed small sections or something else. "How did it get this tangled without it being noticeable?"

I gave a light laugh. "Days of no brush to care for it. More like over a week. I guess I didn't realize that there was a brush in all those supplies and just let it go."

A song tugged at my throat. It had been since Kagome had spoken about Inuyasha. I started to sing it. About halfway through the song, Anthony's hand went over mine and held it.

"Mama," he said softly, "that's too sad. What's wrong?"

I sighed. "A lot is on my mind, and I have a headache. I also feel very strange, and what Kagome said didn't help. All I can think about is where's mine? Even if I had been for your father in a past life, I don't think I was in this one." I picked at the bottom hem of my kimono sadly.

Anthony looked out towards the moon. "Mama? I wonder if you are really that oblivious, or it is a defense." He reached out towards the moon and held his hand out suspended. "That song sounded like trying to catch moonlight."

"Oh? How so?"

"It is impossible to do something without actually trying to do it or having the tools to do it. You can try and catch the moonlight, but there is no container I know for it."

"You can catch it all the same, Anthony. That is, if you were meant to have it, then you will have it. Someday. That is the song. That this love I hope for is out there, and I hope I find it soon. If it is out there I mean. I have an odd feeling it isn't out there."

Sesshomaru used the weird language to say something, and Anthony replied. After another moment, Sesshomaru said something else, then Anthony laughed and shook his head before walking back to talk to Victor.

"What did you two say?" I asked.

"Nothing of importance," Sesshomaru told me, still working the brush. "What were you singing? Can you translate it?" he asked after several moments.

I shook my head, no. "I don't want to."

"Why are you so sad, Usagi?"

I sighed at his question. "It isn't just sad. My head hurts. Sad is a big part of it, and so is the headache, but that's not all, and I don't want to talk about it."

A claw ran down the side of my face, but I hardly felt it. "You can talk to me, Usagi."

Standing quickly, I pulled the brush from his hand and handed it back to one of the girls, Anna. "Mommy, what's wrong? Your hair isn't done," she said, holding the brush back out.

"Can I have the guitar?" I asked instead of answering. Anthony held it out, and I took it and moved towards a tree. I put my back against it and strummed a few notes before starting to sing Blackbird by The Beatles. I played it several times before Anthony's hand stopped my hands.

"Maybe, you aren't broken. Fly with it, Mama."

I handed the guitar back to him, then sighed and laid down. Sleep did not come quickly with amber eyes staring at me the whole time.

Author's Note: Well, there you have it, 34! I've really gone and messed with Usagi now... Now that the playlist is mostly-caught-up, you only have one hint! Wolfie had to go for a while, so I'll be writing ahead and then we will be working on 35 tonight. Can we get it out today? Not sure. But I have some things to do tomorrow that will make it a little harder to go ahead and get it out tomorrow, so I'm all for making it nearly 48 hours awake to get you a chapter! Not that anyone else here will be happy with that idea I bet... But I'll do my best with Wolfie to get it out tonight.