[A/N: All these reviews, all these reviews…I never thought anyone would even like this! You guys are so awesome! I'm really sorry for such a long delay with this chapter…I had to write a report on the pope, and then a book report…and then I went to Kennywood (it's an amusement park in Pittsburgh. If you've never been there, go. Pardon my French, but its fucking sweet) so anyway, I just had a lot on my schedule and not enough time to write, and with this after school care thing I go to I lose four ours to write. Sorry for delays, but please, remember to read and review!]

Rin marched outside and watched Nanashi play around with Tokijin. "Put it down…NOW!!!!!" she commanded, an almost violent tone in her voice. Nanashi turned on a heel and looked at her, almost dropping the Tokijin. "Oh…wit-Rin…you're awake. How…lovely," he said hesitantly. "Who said you could use my sword?" she asked angrily. Nanashi simply shifted his eyes, hoping not for them to meet hers. He watched out of the corner of his eye as she walked forward, hell bent on retrieving her sword.

As she got closer, he looked back up. He studied the fierce glare on her face, and inwardly grimaced. "Give me it now and I won't hurt you," she said from gritted teeth. "Hurt me how?" Nanashi asked sarcastically. Rin smiled a little and darted forward, leaving Nanashi only to watch.

Within a few moments, Rin had her hands wrapped tightly around Nanashi's arm, trying to wrestle Tokijin from his hands. "You fight well mortal wench. Are you self-instructed?" he asked. "My name is not wench!" Rin growled, "But otherwise, thanks for the compliment!" Rin and Nanashi had a small tug-of-war over Tokijin, until she got an idea. She grinned evilly a bit, and Nanashi looked down at her suspiciously. "Wha--- OWWWW!!!!" he screeched.

He looked down at his arm, and saw Rin with her jaws clamped tightly onto it. He quickly dropped the sword and gripped his wrist, screeching out in pain, but mostly in disbelief. "Y-you…bit me! You a-actually bit me!" he yelled, still rubbing his wrist. Rin, who was slipping the Tokijin along with its scabbard into her belt groaned. "Oh, I know. What was I thinking, that was gross!" she whined before spitting. "What do you mean it was gross?! Look at what you did to me!" Nanashi yelled. Rin looked at the large, red bite mark and frowned a little. "I thought you were supposed to be a demon," she said.

Nanashi looked down at the ground for a moment. "I am, but that still hurt," he grumbled. Rin stared at him for a moment, and then she saw the small glint of humanity in his molten gold eyes. Then she realized why his blow hadn't killed her. "You're only a half-demon, aren't you?" she asked. Nanashi looked up at her with quite a frown on his face. "Clever one, aren't you?" he said, a very rude tone about him. Rin looked up at him, almost sympathetically. "That's nothing to be ashamed of, Nanashi," she said.

"Well, it ain't nothing to be proud of, either," he growled, "Just leave me alone." Rin looked up at him, not listening to what he had said. He turned rather quickly and hit her in the center of her chest knocking her backwards. "What is wrong with you?" she asked angrily. He simply looked down at the ground, a frustrated expression on his face, as one slowly crept onto Rin's. She sighed a little and turned around, muttering, in an extremely sarcastic tone, one word. "Men."

She went back inside and laid back on her borrowed futon, and actually got some sleep.

Rin awoke the next morning, greeted only by the warm sunlight that was streaming through the small window that she had talked to Nanashi through. She sat up and sighed, once again needing to tighten the belt on her blue yukata. She looked over to where she had placed Tokijin the second time, and thankfully it was still there. She stretched out her arms and stood, quickly bending over and grabbing her sword, which was quickly slipped back into her belt. She stood up and walked out of the door, easily finding Aa and Um.

She patted the beast on each head and untied them from the small post that restrained them. "It's a miracle they didn't try to free themselves," Rin thought in amazement. She quickly seated herself on their back and patted them on their side, directing them to turn.

She rode her demon steed for a while until she reached the woods, where she had originally been. She rode through a large gap in the trees until she came to the path. She rode for a few moments on the dusty dirt road until she heard the sound of trees crashing to the forest floor. "What…?" she asked herself mentally, looking around at her settings.

She silently hopped off of her steed and wandered off the path, wondering who or what could be making such a commotion. She walked nimbly until she finally saw the source of the noise. She looked beyond the trees and saw Nanashi, pounding his fists into a tree trunk. "Poor tree," Rin thought, a small smile playing upon her lips. "Might as well say goodbye," she thought, leaning against the tree next to her, waiting for him to actually notice her presence.

She watched him slam his fists against the tree, and occasionally slamming his feet against it in a kick. As she watched him, she memorized every one of his muscles in his chest and arms, until she came across a long, thin scar that ringed its way all the way around his upper left arm. She studied him even closer, her curiosity piqued.

[Hmmm…a scar all along his left arm, hmm? Coincidence? Maybe. Anyway, as always, read and review stupid!]