Chapter 5: Aggressions

Genevieve awoke to the strange pains in her neck, back, and hips. She rolled onto her back, groaning all the while. Am I sleeping on the floor? This carpet feels weird…She popped her eyes open and shot out her laying position. The flood of memories came back to her. Shit, I forgot I was in another era…and another place. She quickly scanned her area, but caught no sight of the hanyou.

"Feh, glad to see you're awake," snorted Inuyasha as he jumped down from the tree in front of her. "I thought you'd never wake up. I was just going to leave you there."

"Then why didn't you? I think I can handle myself, now that I see your face is bruised." She smiled slyly.

"You don't get it, do you, stupid woman. This is feudal Japan. There are demons here who will kill you for the sake of it. You wouldn't last a day on your own out there." Inuyasha walked past her upright sitting position. "Let's go."

"I beg your pardon! I can carry my own. I don't think I need you." She retaliated to his abusing remarks and stood. Who does he think he is? What am I thinking, he knows this place and I don't. Why should I trust him? He was going to use me as practice? But, I do feel trust for him. He waited for me to wake this morning. She shook her head and raked her manicured nails through her hair. They responded by bouncing into curls. "I'm sorry, where's the nearest watering hole?"

Inuyasha, taken aback, just blinked. "Well, uh, I'll just show you so you won't get lost again." Did she really just apologize for her outburst? Man, this woman really IS weird.

The two walked in silence, Inuyasha taking the lead. Genevieve took this time to gaze at his flowing silver hair. It hung close to his rear…which her eyes lingered upon for too long. She blushed. Her eyes traced upwards to the points on top of his head. She giggled. Inuyasha snapped around to see her face.

"What the hell's so funny?" His tolerance for her was wearing thin.

"Well, it's just that you have ears. Are you a cat demon?"

His look fired lightening at her. What an insult. "I'm a DOG demon, wench."

She looked puzzled and they continued their journey. She preoccupied her eyes with the sky, birds, and everywhere else but the backside of the walking hanyou. I wonder what my parents are wondering. What about Sango? She must be worried sick! How can I let them know that I'm safe, just transported over space and time? A heavy sigh escaped her throat. The hanyou's ears perked. "The water is in the clearing straight ahead…you can't miss it."

"Aren't you coming?" she questioned.

"Nah, I'm going to stay right here." With that, he turned around and sunk to his cross-legged position.

Genevieve made it to the pond, thoroughly washed her face, then wound her way back to Inuyasha. He was staring at his sword when she came around to face him.

"Does your face hurt?" Genevieve asked innocently.

"Feh, why do you care? It's nothing." He thought for a moment, then sheepishly asked, "How did you manage to kick me in the face?"

She looked at the inquisitive face. Was he truly being genuine?

"Well, I know a bit of martial arts. I also do extensive meditation to keep me focused. That way, I'm ready for anything." She sat down and started picking at the grass. "Is there something we can eat around here?"

"Damn you women, always wanting or needing something." He looked up to see a frowning beauty. The way the sunlight pierced the canopy over head shone around her like a goddess. For the first time in his life, he was speechless. Damn, I knew women were trouble, but this human is going to be the death of me.

"I need to take you somewhere. He might be able to figure out your situation."

"Who's 'he' that you're taking me to?" She stood to follow Inuyasha who was already on the move.

"You'll see shortly." He turned when he heard a growl. He faced Genevieve, who was thoroughly blushing.

"I think I need food first," she squeaked, only slightly embarrassed.

The two walked peacefully through the forest and came to a quaint village. The individuals were busying themselves with work, eating, and cooperation. They seem happy. I might grow to like it here if I cannot get back, Genevieve thought.

Inuyasha strode through the village to the outskirts, stopping at a rather plain abode. He pointed a razored finger at the entrance flap, motioning for her to step inside. Inuyasha smirked as he entered after her.

Inside, the air was warm and smelled different. Genevieve couldn't put a finger on it until he entered. He was amazing in all features. Tall, slender, burgeoning shoulders that tapered to a fine waist. He was dressed in unusual clothing too, similar to the hanyou's, and especially compared to the villagers.

"What have you brought me?" he flashed a smile and slid seductively into a chair across from the entrance. The fluffy curled around his tightly muscled neck.