The darkness flowed in the solitude of her mind, crashing against her skull like waves, and causing her head to throb. Her eyelids were heavy, and she used most of her strength opening them, almost shutting them against the brightness of the ceiling, 'Ceiling?' she blinked again, more easily, and tried to sit up. She let a soft groan of pain escape her lips as her head and back tingled with pain; she leaned against a headboard for support. As she felt her body adjust to her new surroundings, she caught scents, her ears twitched to unfamiliar sounds, and her pupils dilated. She gently inched out of the bed and onto the floor; her palms and soles were bruised from running and moving things from her path. She caught a reflection of herself in the mirror, and laughed inwardly, 'I look like crap!' she told herself, 'I wonder, who took me in?' she decided to find out. She limped to the door and padded silently into the huge corridor, her sensitive ears swiveling to a new sound. 'A little girl.... singing?' she followed the shrill sound, her ears flicking every time the voice's pitch was off. She came to a white door, and opened it, nearly staggering backwards at the sudden burst of color. The lavender walls embraced a little girl who was cradling a doll with braids of black yarn and singing to it. The girl suddenly looked up at Saikano (A/N: You finally get to learn my OC's name!), and screamed, making Saikano's ears go flat. Saikano felt a large hand spin her around to face another woman (A/N: Bet you can't guess who this "woman" is... he, he.). This woman was wearing a white kimono with armor and two swords, with a fluffy thing resting on her shoulder. The silver haired woman opened her mouth and snapped, "What are you doing here, wench?" but the voice was deep and masculine. Saikano flinched, "You're a.... a.... Hermaphrodite!" she yipped, "What!" he/she roared back, "I.... Am.... A.... Guy!", it looked sort of pale. She stood analyzing the offender's scent, 'It's a male' she assured herself, just as a fist connected with her face, making her fly across the room. 'For a pretty-boy, he hits hard!' she mused to herself until her injured back hit the wall, leaving a bloody smear on supportive enclosure. He advanced on her, cracking his knuckles menacingly. "Lord Sesshomaru, stop!" Rin interfered, jumping between the two, "Rin wants the lady to be Rin's Friend or Rin's momma!", she cried, her childish voice melting his heart and making him chuckle softly. "Rin" he sighed, "If you really wish to keep that wretched woman..." he looked at the figure across the room, "Teach her manners... And clean her, she is disgustingly filthy." he smirked, returning the woman's cold glare at his statement. Rin cheered, then grabbed the demoness's wrist and running for the door, "Come, Lady!" she squealed, making Sesshomaru smirk again, and causing the woman to wipe the leer off with an obscene gesture as she slunk after the child.
Saikano's head reeled as Rin jabbered endlessly, 'She's cute, but her adoptive father is a little....' She couldn't find a word. A small splash made her look at the bathing Rin, who was knee-deep in a hot spring. Saikano then gently began to remove her tattered clothing, making sure it didn't touch her back. With a small sigh of exhaustion, she slid up to mid-thigh in the steamy water. She dunked her head under and then stood again, her long hair plastered to her.
A small hand touched her hip and Saikano looked down at Rin, who was brandishing some bottles. She told the demoness each bottles use and they helped each other with combing out their hair. When it was done, Saikano looked almost healthy, her skin bronze, hair wavy, but her eyes were sad and full of suffering.
Rin had gone to the castle to fetch Saikano a new garment, so Saikano now sat in silence. A twig snapped from behind, making her turn.
A/N: Guess who snapped the twig.... Mwahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaa! Cough sorry. R&R please