*hums* I really have no inspiration...*goes play Inu-yasha video game for a while, then finally reads the 11 manga* Ok, that gives me enough to at least start.

Is my summary too, uh, unoriginal? Do I need it to make it more fascinating? Because I don't see that many reviews. ;__; Hieis2Dremer is the only person who is really constant, thanks for your support!! *glares at other readers that sift through but don't review*

Alright on to disclaimer:

Nenuiel: *sitting right in front of the computer* Gah! I am so uninspired!!

Sessho-maru: Perhaps you should stop righting the story....not many people are reading it.

Nenuiel: Kel ianna. (Quenya from Tolkein's Middle-Earth, basically means go to hell)

Sessho-maru: *smirks* So you are finally annoyed with me eh? Do you wish me to go?

Nenuiel: No! *hugs the pretty demon gently* I want you to stay....forever. *Sessho-maru blinks in surprise, and doesn't move*

Inu-yasha: *watches the couple from a safe distance* While she's distracted..... *tries to escape but is the door is spelled*

Nenuiel: Don't even think about Inu-yasha! That door is spelled until I allow to go..which won't be for a while.

Inu-yasha: But Mistress Takahashi will miss us! *Sessho-maru nods, in agreement with his brother*

Nenuiel: *sighs* She may own you, my two youkai, but I get to play with you until to the story's over. So just shut up and be quiet, or I really do what I threatened last time. *returns to typing as the two brothers exchange glances*

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Blood Oath: Misunderstandings and Confusion

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Kagome stared in shock as Inu-yasha leapt forward to attack Marisa. She knew she should do something, but the Hanyou's words kept her from reacting. "YOU'RE GONNA PAY FOR TRYING TO HURT KAGOME!!!" kept ringing through her ears. *Does that mean...does that mean you really care, Inu- yasha?* she thought lovingly to herself as she mindlessly watched the two battle before her.

Marisa wasn't all that surprised when he came to fight her. She understood, if she had seen a loved one being attacked, she too would brawl without asking questions. His first strike had been easy to spot, and she could see the surprise in his eyes when she blocked his blow. As they continued fighting, she could see he was relatively untrained, and had moves that caught her off guard every now and again. She loved it. The empty spot that had been empty was now full, as she fought toe to toe with the dangerous fiend. At first, she had tried to communicate with him, telling him to stop, before she had finally given up. *More....More!!* She cried inwardly as they continued to struggle, blades crashing against each other again and again. Blue Fate was a silver wind, too fast to be seen by the human eye. Until the Hanyou trapped the sword in a position where she would have to release her blade, or lose her hand. Bright red blood trickled down her wrist, then dropped to stain the white snow below. He was cutting through her slowly, as if giving her a chance to let go. She locked her eyes onto his, smirking as she relinquished her blade.

*Damn...she's good.* Inu-yasha reluctantly admitted to himself as their duel raged. He had expected to slice her blade in half in one blow, so was very surprised to find her blocking, then attacking him. She had even struck his body every once in a while, but since he wore his fire rat robes, she couldn't wound him. Earlier, she had tried to tell him to stop, but ceased after realizing he wasn't going to until either one of them was dead. The two swords sang songs as they clashed and rang against the others length. Then he caught her in a position he had picked up on his journey. She would have to let go of her sword, or risk losing a hand. She looked at the blood running down her arm, staining her light blue sweater, then looked up at him, light green eyes shining. He watched her let go of her blade. He furrowed his eyebrows; he did not like that smirk that etched itself across her face. Growling, he stated, "You know you are going to die, don't you, you fucking bitch?" The smile was still there as he told her this, and appeared to grow wider when he finished. Then she started to laugh, which caught him completely off guard. "What's so funny?" he snarled at her. Still laughing, she answered, "Die? Me? I haven't even begun to fight!!" With that, she punched him in his stomach.

Her laughter started to die as he heated up the battle again. *He certainly didn't like being punched like that,* she chuckled as she dodged his sword. He growled at her for laughing at him. Then he swung another fierce blow that would have cleaved her in two if she hadn't done a back flip to escape. Crouching close to the ground on her landing, she swung her leg out to take his feet from under him, and succeeded. As he scrambled to get off the ground, she prepared for the next round of attacks. *Thank kami for Bushido,* she thought as he swung his sword at her head. Ducking, she added, *And it's really good I started at age nine...* As he arched his blade over her she rolled out of the way, stood up and kicked him from the side. But as he flew back, his sword curved and cut into her left forearm. Marisa hissed as the pain flashed through her. From what she could feel, the wound was pretty deep. If the blade had been even an inch closer, she would have lost her arm. Blue became quickly overrun with dark red blood, causing it to stick to her skin. Some of her hair, which had been a high ponytail, stuck to her arm as well. She reached up with her right hand, already slick with bright crimson, and tried to apply pressure. Taking a couple of steps back, Marisa knew she couldn't fight like this. She was losing blood fast, and needed immediate medical care. Looking at the feral smile on the Hanyou in front of her, she knew she wasn't going to get that anytime soon.

"Finally feeling the pain, bitch?" he asked arrogantly as he watched his foe grab her arm with a bloody hand. She didn't answer, allowing him to gloat. He looked deep into her magenta eyes before telling her, "I have had enough with your stupid antics, it's time for you to die!!!" He jumped into the air, and started coming down in an attack similar to what she had just recently performed.

When Kagome saw Marisa being wounded by Inu-yasha, she finally came back to reality. *Kami...* Kagome thought as she watched blood trickle down the woman's arm. Kagome stood up quickly as her Hanyou jumped into the air, then came down to kill Marisa as she had almost killed her. Taking a deep breath, Kagome let out a loud command, "OSUWARI!!!!"

Inu-yasha fell to the ground, inches from his opponent's body. *Shit! What is she doing! Is she trying to kill herself?* He cried out in his mind as he watched Kagome run toward the demon bitch with a worried expression on her face, *Kagome, no!!*

*So that's what the Rosary is for....a subduing spell.* Marisa looked interestingly at the Hanyou lying on the ground. "Marisa-san! Are you alright?!" She heard Kagome run up to her side and looked down. "Hai, I'll be fine after I get some bandages." She saw the girl blink at her face, then nod solemnly. "Hey! What's going on out here?" Came Mrs. Higurashi's voice. "Marisa-san! You're hurt!" her employer cried out in dismay. Marisa tried to calm the hysterical woman, "It's not as bad as it looks. I just need some first aid."

"Kagome who did this? How did it happen? Thank goodness your friend was here, it might have been worse," Mrs. Higurashi ranted at her daughter. Kagome remained silent, not quite sure what to say. Marissa answered for her, "It was just a big misunderstanding Higurashi-san, and it was all my fault. I was practicing my Kendo out here, since it was so nice, and Kagome came outside. I didn't see her, so I ended up almost killing her." Inu- yasha started to rise in disbelief as Marisa hung her head in shame, "If weren't for...uh....Kagome's friend, I would have killed her." Mrs. Higurashi stood in shock at her employee's confession. "You didn't tell me you know Kendo..." she said softly. Marisa nodded, "And Bushido, I should have told you. As soon as my wounds are taken care of, I'll leave. I am a danger to this family." Turning, Marisa started walking towards the house. *I know they want me to leave, who would want me after what I just did?* she thought bitterly as she closed the door behind her.

*Later, inside the house*

"You need stitches, Marisa-san," Grandpa told her. "The wound is very deep."

"It'll be fine. I heal very fast," she replied in a drone-like voice. Her dark grey eyes were barely opened as she sat allowing the last layer of bandages to be applied. Inu-yasha still couldn't believe that she didn't tell of the battle that ensued after he had saved Kagome. He looked over to the girl sitting next to him. He could tell she was thinking of the same thing, just much more deeply. Marisa rose, her sticky hair waving behind her. "I shall go pack my things now," she told the occupants of the room. "It wasn't all your fault!!!" cried a voice beside him. Wincing from the sudden loud noise, he looked to his left. Kagome's eyes were slick with tears as she looked up at the girl so prepared to take all the blame. "What are you talking about Kagome-san?" Marisa asked, "You were the victim here, how could it have not been my fault? If I hadn't been practicing, you wouldn't have been threatened..."

"I don't care!!" Kagome cried, "I didn't get hurt, not even a scratch. Why should you go away when nothing even happened to me?!" Inu-yasha had to admire her, who else would have been so willing to forgive a woman who had almost killed her? He looked back at Marisa, and said, "I kinda agree with Kagome, the one who got most seriously hurt here was you." He could smell Kagome's surprise, and delight that he would support her. Marisa looked sadly, yet defiantly as she said, "That may be true....but what if it happens again? And what if you weren't here to stop it?"

"It won't," Kagome spoke up, "because I'll be more careful next time. I was being a real baka watching without alerting you to my presence." Inu-yasha glared at her, *WHAT?! She just stood there and watched a naked sword swing around? She is such a....* "Baka!" he snapped without meaning to. Gulping nervously, he stared into Kagome's angry eyes, but as she opened her mouth to speak, another voice came from it. "You have no place to call her such, young man," Mrs. Higurashi chided him. "From what it sounds like, you were the one who fought and wounded without asking. This puts you in the same place as my daughter." Inu-yasha gaped at her as she turned towards Marisa, "Marisa-san, I can sense your regret, and I know you would prevent this from happening again. There is no need for you to leave."

"But Higurashi-san....."

"No buts. This was just one big accident, and I am sure we all learned from this. Please stay." Marisa looked at all the occupants of the room with surprise, and gratefulness poured from her green-grey eyes. "As you wish, Higurashi-san." Inu-yasha stood up, turned to Kagome and said, "Come on, this is settled, now lets go. We have shards to collect!"

Kagome looked at Inu-yasha as if he were an idiot, "I think you owe Marisa- chan an explanation." He blinked at her and said, "An explanation of what? Why I fought her? I think she already knows that reason." Kagome sighed, shaking her head. *Sometimes he can be such an idiot.* She tried to explain to him, "No....not for that. To explain what you are. And where you are from, as well as how you got here." Inu-yasha snorted, "Why does she need to know?"

"So she's not as confused to what is going on around here!!" she yelled at him. He snarled and started to approach her when a voice murmured quietly, "He's a Hanyou." All eyes turned to her as Marisa stood there going into deeper description, "A half-demon, and from the clothing, I'd say he was from the Edo period. And he also looks to be of the dog variety of demons. Maybe wolf."

"I'm no fucking wolf!!"

"Watch your tongue, young man!"

Kagome blinked surprised at her, "How did you know?" The girl smiled shyly, "I have a great love for mythology and history. I know at least one fact for every mythical creature and era that has ever existed." The two girls shared a smile, before noticing that Inu-yasha was still having a lecture about manners. "Uh, mom? I think Inu-yasha gets the point," Kagome told her mother as she grabbed a bewildered youkai. "I think you better go, Kagome- chan," Marisa said gently. "I'll watch and see how you come to and fro." Kagome nodded before picking up her bag and leading Inu-yasha from the house.

Marisa followed them to the well shrine still in a state of disbelief. First, Mrs. Higurashi wanted her to stay, despite the threat she posed to the children. Then Kagome called her Marisa-chan, considering her to be a friend. She was also quite moved by the passionate plea that Kagome had put forward, but still relatively worried. *She just doesn't understand,* she thought, *I can sense her....I should have sensed her but didn't.* They now stood in the gloom of the small hut, and Marisa looked at them curiously. Kagome gave her a reassuring smile as she explained, "This is how Inu-yasha and I go back to the Feudal Times." Inu-yasha rolled his eyes annoyed, "Lets just go, wench." Kagome gave him a cold glance, "Don't call me that! I'll say that word!" It took all of Marisa's self control to keep from bursting into laughter. *They act so much like a couple,* she softly grinned, *they actually do make a really kawaii pair...* They argued ferociously as she cleared her throat, "Don't you think you should be going?" The two stopped and looked at her. "Oh yeah....right," Kagome said, embarrassed. Inu-yasha just hopped onto the edge of the well, turning his face from Marisa. "Sorry about the wounds," was his curt farewell as he jumped in. He disappeared. Marisa blinked rapidly, for she had sworn she had seen something beside the red haori. "It's magic," Kagome said thinking she was blinking in confusion, "and forgive him, he can sometimes be a really mean jerk."

"I understand," Marisa told her gently. "You better go before he comes back and yells at you." Kagome nodded and jumped into the well. Just as she disappeared, a white hand took a grip of Kagome's slender wrists. His black eyes focused briefly on the observer, then vanished with the girl. "Jikan- sama?" Marisa gasped in surprise as she leaned over the edge of the well, ignoring the searing pain that flowed from both wounds. Peering into its depths, she saw no sign of the supernatural being. Realizing the pain, she eased her wound arm and hand into more comfortable positions. *What was he doing with Kagome?* she thought as she walked from shrine. Her violet eyes narrowed in concentration as she went over the options. She sighed, "I'll guess I will have to ask the next time I see him." Looking back at the hut, she considered jumping through and asking him. *I don't want to risk it, not with these wounds* She turned back towards the house, reciting his poem in her head, *Or is it because I don't want to miss my chance?* ~*~*~

That was so much fun to write! I love describing the blood that poured from Marisa's wounds. That Jikan is shrouded in mystery isn't he? And what is his connection with Marisa? If you want to find out, SEND SOME REVIEWS!! I am now allowing anonymous reviews, so there is no excuse if you don't send one. R&R, R&R, R&R!!!!!!