Kagome froze where she sat staring.
"Sesshomaru-sama." She said softly.
He did not answer her.
"I want to try to help Rin." She answered the question and her voice slightly cracked, "I'm not sure how to though, and when I saw Rin then I felt that I was so useless because I could not summon enough power to revive even a little girl. I came into your home without your knowledge so as not to disturb your conversation with the other lords, but I was hoping to help her before you could find me, and stop me. Please let me help her though! I want her to, to live..." Kagome swallowed a sob.
He again did not say anything, but stepped closer to where she kneeled.
"It will be your life if your spell fails." He said coldly, not looking at her.
"Hai." She said softly.
She put her hands over the deathly white Rin, and closed her eyes, relaxing her features.
Sesshomaru observed with hidden interest, could this human girl really revive his Rin?
Her hands began to glow with a warm pearl glow, colors racing through it, pink, blue, purple, green, strokes of colors shooting through and circulating before ebbing out.
Her face held the same relaxed expression, thouh he could see now, it was with effort.
Her hands were held a mere inch above the little girls frame, and you could visibly see the color begin to return as the white light ran the length of her body.
Kagome froze when her hands were held over the little girls chest, her eyes snapped open suddenly, and the room was engulfed in white light.
Kagome could see twinkling stars but she payed no heed of it, as she now stood in a completely empty white world, no edges, no beginning, no end.
In front of her stood Rin, clad in a white kimono with a green obi.
"Rin-chan?" Kagome asked uncertainly.
"I don't want to go back!" Rin automatically cried, their voices echoing even though there was no wall.
"Why not? We miss you." Kagome said softly.
"The mean people are there- they want to kill Rin! They want Rin to be dead because they are dead!" Rin said through tears and sobs.
"Sesshomaru-sama will protect you though, and the mean people are gone- they were scared away." Kagome said gently.
"But they'll come back- they can't find me here!" Rin cried desperately.
"They can find you anywhere- especially here because nobody can watch over you." Kagome said.
"They will?" Rin said in a high pitched voice.
"Hai- Rin, please come back with me and then Sesshomaru-sama will protect you from them!" Kagome smiled encouragingly.
"A-Alright then..." Rin said and took Kagome's outstretched hand.
The light suddenly vanished and Rin was sitting up holding Kagome's hand.
Kagome smiled relieved just before she was pulled harshly to her feet.
Sesshomaru gave a controlled growl, though Kagome could tell it was ebbing away fast.
"Sesshomaru-sama?" She asked uncertainly.
"What did you do?" Sesshomaru asked.
"... I don't... know..." Kagome said truthfully.
He dropped her again and his glowing eyes fell on Rin, who smiled up at him tiredly before falling backwards with a departing yawn.
His eyes fell back on the only slightly disshelved Kagome.
"It seems I am in your debt." Sesshomaru said simply.
"It doesn't matter anyway, I didn't want her to die." Kagome looked away blushing.
He nodded his head only slightly.
"It is evening." He stated, walking away.
"Hai, I have to leave." Kagome said.
"Many dangerous youkai come out only at night." Sesshomaru said, ice in his voice, but Kagome thought it was more habitual then warning.
"WHat are you suggesting?" Kagome asked uncertainly , standing up and straightening the beautiful kimono.
"I am pointing out that you would be that much the wiser for a ningen if you stood here for the moment and left in the morning." He said coldly, before walking away.
Kagome stood up slowly, "Then you will no longer be in my debt." She said slowly.
"And I will be free of honor to kill my hanyou half brother without this laying between us." He said disgusted.
She looked up at him.
"I will show you to a room you may borrow." Sesshomaru said icily, but with no malice left in his voice.
"Alright. Arigatou..." She said before hurrying to catch up to his swiftly departing form.
She stood slightly behind him as they walked, and she looked curiously up into his face.
It showed no signs of emotion and she looked back to the ground, blushing slightly.
After trailing him downstairs and around the floor level, he finally stopped.
He suddenly stopped and she ungracefully stopped just short of falling into him.
"You will reside in this bedroom until morning." He stated, a command left with no room for arguement or complaint.
Not that she would.
The room was gorgeous.
It was a typical bedroom for a house in this time, but the feeling it radiated was both beautiful and high. The white rice paper door they stood at was parallel to another that apparently led outside, the rich wooden planks of wood that encirled the house were slightly visible through the nearly transparent 'door'. A futon lay near the screen, the bamboo stalks creating it only fit for a lord's house, so craftily done even in her time it would doubtlessly cost many hundreds of dollars.
On the wall opposite the futon, long white scrolls lining the wall bore beautiful ink drawings of dragons and griffins and unicorns, and other nameless beasts that would live only in myths hundreds of years later. The room held no candles or torches or other means of light, so Kagome supposed that this room during the daytime was usually in the direct light of the sun, and needn't a lamp or other such accesories, as there was already natural light shining in.
The wall Kagome stood against was made of rice paper, so people would be visible while they passed by, the door to the outside was also against a rice paper wall, and Kagome couldn't help but wonder what happened when it rained. The other two walls, on either side of Kagome, were made of rich red wood, that were darkened to a glossy brown in the decreasing light. It was simple and gorgeous, and Kagome felt love swell in her chest as she immediatly grew attached to the small room.
She turned her head to thank Sesshomaru but he was gone, doubtlessly bored of watching her gaping mouth and eyes full of wonder, ceasing to care for her gratitude. A small blush rose to her cheeks but she ignored it as adrenaline and a sense of excitement swirled in her previously frozen heart. She sprinted the feet that seperated her from the futon and almost laughed as she collapsed onto it giddily.
She fought with herself whether to take off the kimono, as she didn't have any night clothes to change into and would be left nude, asleep, in a suddenly not-so-phsyco, previously-equal-to-stranger man's house and home.
She finally decided she would face much more dire consequences if she went home with her dear mothers passed-down-for-ages kimono that she had, too, grown a distinct liking to.
It slipped off her body like water and she carefully folded it before curling up protectively in the provided rich silky blanket the color of the purest cloud.
She then fell asleep comfordably with a smile adorning her face.