Alexis: Sorry I forgot the disclaimer last chapter.
Kouga: Yeah. Ya lazy bum.
A: Hey! I'm giving you a girlfriend!
K: Really?
A: Yeah.
K: Woo hoo!
A: Now I don't own Inuyasha although I wish I owned Kouga and Sesshy. Let's see. Oh. Anyone who has a humor moment, tell me. Otherwise your getting' what my sister dishes out. (Sister steps in and takes over the keyboard.) Be afraid, be very afraid. Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!
New Girl
A cloaked figure stood at the edge of a building. She was hidden in the shadows. It watched as the demon passed with his wolves. One of them recognized her scent and sat down in front of her. The wolf was elderly.
"Go. Your master is waiting." The wolf didn't budge.
"Miaka, come."
The figure stiffened as the demon drew close to retrieved his comrade.
"Why don't you introduce me to your friend, Miaka?"
Her cloak ruffled but she stayed put.
"Come on out. I won't hurt you." (Awww.)
She emerged with her hood hiding her face.
"What do you do?"
"I read palms."
Kouga was intrigued by her voice. It seemed . . . soothing. Miaka seemed to know the girl. Either that or wanted him to get his palm read. He reached out to remove her hood and could smell her fear.
"I won't hurt you," he assured her. Fear radiated off of her as he pulled back the cloth.
Her face showed no trace of fear. Her long deep brown hair cascaded around her shoulders. Her eyes were like diamonds twinkling in the sun. The girl was only slightly shorter than he was. She looked about Kagome's age. She must look grand at sunrise and sunset. Kouga mentally slapped himself. She was scared of him.
"Now that you've seen my face may I read your palm?"
Kouga held out his hand. She held it with her small ones and began tracing the well-worn lines.
"You're royalty."
"Yes."
"You are searching for something. You are in great despair because of something that was said. Your destiny is a treacherous one." She carefully let go of his hand.
"What's your name?" He then realized his hand was still raised.
"I am Tasha."
"Tasha. Means natal day."
"My parents had a weird sense of humor." She seemed a little more relaxed. "I was born on the natal day."
"It's pretty."
"Thank you."
"No, thank you for the reading." He turned from her and left.
Tasha felt sorry for him. She had read more in his palm but decided not to tell him. At least not yet. He also hadn't paid, but she was too scared to tell him that.