His small pack had been on the outskirts of a human village when he scented his brother, and the motley pack.
Stealthily, he made his way through the trees and saw the fake Miko in the clearing with his brother. A ways to the side, Kagome stood with a mixed look of horror and pain on her face.
"Inuyasha?" She called out.
His brother tore his eyes away from the fake Miko to look at her and whatever it was she saw in his face caused her to flee.
His brother made his choice and went after the fake Miko, and Sesshoumaru, he went after Kagome.
Kagome, in her frantic fleeing, made it to a field with a dry well in it, and collapsing alongside the well. As Sesshoumaru stepped out of the woods, she stiffened, turned towards him, then climbed up and jumped in the well.
He rushed to the well thinking she made to harm herself, but a shaft of power burst from the well, and when he looked in she was gone.
His inner self was livid. Rattling against his mental walls, yet on the outside he was as calm as always.
Her scent was to and from this well, and her packmates' scents were all over the clearing.
But what did it mean?
Most importantly- where did she go?
He lingered in the clearing, concealing his aura and watching the well.
His brother had returned and the monk from his small pack confronted Inuyasha about being with the fake miko. His brother did not deny it, and just walked away.
The young kitsune was the only one to sense his presence. Green eyes watching the forest beyond the well looking for the apex predator he knew was there. Kitsune, although tricksters, we're very attuned to danger and Sesshoumaru knew that the little kit that should still be in the vixens den yet he traveled openly with this small mixed band. His brother with the miko by his side must be very powerful indeed.
Surprisingly the kit said nothing, only tormented his brother about making the Miko leave. It seemed the small pack was discontent with Inuyasha's treatment of the Miko as well. Their lack of concern about her disappearance was also curious.
He had so many questions, and no answers.
After three days, a great flash of light came from the well.
Her scent filled the clearing as she climbed from the dry well. Sitting on the edge of the wall, the Miko turned her face up to the sky, her eyes were closed as he approached her.
Standing before her, she tipped her head towards him and opened her eyes.
"Hello Lord Sesshoumaru" Her voice and aura were light, not displaying the turmoil of days prior.
He nodded at her, he had so much he wanted to ask, but standing there with her, her aura pressing against his like a caress, he found himself speechless. Her aura reaches out like a youkis would to curling and examining, feeling no ill intent only his inquisition.
Slowly raising his hand he grasps a stray lock of her hair in his fingers. She watches him warily, yet it seems she knows he means her no harm. Tucking the lock gently behind her rounded ear, his claws graze gently along the curve of her jaw.
He leaves feeling contentment for the first time in centuries.