Malen awoke at the crack of dawn, and yawned sheepishly. He crawled towards the girl in the corner and smiled, knowing full well he couldn't wake her. The sun shone with a brilliant light. There wasn't a cloud in sight, and the mountains shown with a mystic light. It was days like this he couldn't help but wonder how she slept through. His head shook and he wandered outside. The birds were singing loudly and soft dew hung around. The rich smell of earth wafted in with every breath. He took off the top of his kimono and wrapped it around him, then ran off.

Patricia awoke and saw him watching her. She smiled then noticed the smell of food. "YEY FOR BREAKFAST!" Malen smirked and passed her a plate. She piled the food on and munched. "Dude this rocks, this so rocks." He laughed.

"So I guess you like my cooking huh?" She smiled and nodded.

"I always did love a man who cooked." He grinned then laughed.

Just as they finished their food, Sesshou-maru barged in. "FLUFFY!" Pat yelled, catching his annoyance. He glared at her then moved the cold stare to his nephew.

"You gotta learn to keep your woman under control."

"I AM NOT HIS WOMAN, I'M NO ONE'S WOMAN CUZ THEY DON'T WANT ME!" Both men looked at her, scared of the energy that surrounded her. She took a few deep breathes and returned to her normal angered self and stomped out the door.

"When are you gonna tell her you want her?" The cold hard stare of "Fluffy" only eased slightly. Malen shook his head.

"She knows, just won't admit it."

"And why not?" Malen sighed.

"Apparently, she doesn't want to be wrong. Anyways thanks for the help uncle, we'll be off now." With that, Malen followed Pat out of the mansion. Kagura walked over to Sesshou-maru and put her arms around him.

"You think they'll make it?" He smiled, which scared everyone but her.

"Yeah, she's stronger than the other… and they're perfect for each other. He bent down and kissed her forehead.

Malen lead the way across the fields, till a slight path was cut between the trees, then he dropped down beside her. "Why so silent?" She just looked at the ground, a slight blush across her cheeks. He nudged her gently. "Come on Pat, talk to me." She wasn't quite comfortable with looking at him yet. The top of his kimono was still down and around his waist. She'd never let him know, but he had a sexy chest. These thoughts just made her blush more. He trotted ahead of her and stopped her, then used his finger to lift her chin. All that did was make her more bashful. "Alright since you're silent, why don't we stop off at the water and take a bath, its way too hot out here." She nodded and he took them off the beaten path. Malen made sure no one was around and nodded at her, before going to the other side. She could see him sliding the kimono lower and turned away, changing out of her own clothes and sliding into the water. She smiled and let out a sigh, sinking in deeper.

Malen slid off his kimono and wandered to the water, watching the top of Pat's head disappear behind the rocks that made the boundaries. He smiled and shook his head. "That woman is gonna be the death of me. Now I know how Dad fell for Mom." Quickly he slid into the water and relaxed. His muscles eased with a groan. He closed his eyes and washed his hair, leaving them closed for just a moment afterwards. His nose picked up a soft scent and his eyes flared open. "PAT, COVER YOURSELF NOW!" He heard the loud splashing of the water behind him. When it had stilled he leapt beside her. He pulled her against him and she blushed. All the two of them were wearing were wet towels. She didn't have much time to look at his gleaming body before a reptilian creature stood before them. It licked its lips madly and hissed.

"The necklacessss of denarsssssil. I mussssssst have ittttt." It lashed out towards them, its fangs flaring, but Malen drew his sword quickly, deflecting the shot. The demon fell back, carving up the mud. It hissed and jumped back to them, this time going after the girl. She freaked and held up her arm, feeling a scratch, and fell back. The demon licked its claw and jumped again. Just as it reached for her, a blinding blue light flashed. "Noooooo it burnssssssssssssssssssss……." Malen and Patricia looked at the monster, astonished. It stood in the water, consumed in blue flames. Pat looked down and blushed, noticing the demon had ripped her towel so her thigh was showing. She quickly sank into the water.

"Uhh Malen, can I get dressed now?" He looked at her and nodded, a slight smile playing across his lips. Then he dashed over to his side and got dressed as well.

"Pat, are you done?"

"Yeah Malen, I am." He walked around, his shirt still off, and sat down, pulling her down in front of him. Taking a piece of cloth from his sleeve, he tied it around her bleeding arm.

"There you go." He smiled and held her hand. She blushed at him.

"What are you doing?" He grinned.

"Making your heart race." She blushed more and turned away.

"You're just joking with me. Anyways it's getting dark, we should set up camp."

"You still don't trust it huh Pat." He shook his head, obvious disappointment in his eyes. She sighed and set up her tarp, tying it to the trees around her before rolling out her bed, and then she tied 2 more tarps hanging down to block his view of her. She sat inside her fortress and cried, barely above a whisper. A slight wind stirred up as the first wet breath she took. The clouds rolled in fast, and soon it was raining. Malen's nose sniffed the air just before the first drop hit him. He did not smell rain coming in and his nose was never wrong. He looked at the solitude of the girl he had grown accustomed to. One main nonphysical difference was there between her and his mother. She couldn't go back and her mother could. He wondered if she would choose to come back if given the choice. Unlike his father, Malen admitted when he was falling. Inuyasha was stubborn, even after Kagome had tamed him.

As it started to pour, he set up his tarp, wondering if she would ever admit to caring about him. He had to admit; he was disappointed and would probably be cold to her in the morning. He had too much of his father in him. If he had of been an empathy, he would have known she was crying, dealing with her own issues of fear. Pat was well known in her world for her ability to over think any situation. Right now she was cowering in fear of falling for Malen. She knew she had to go back home sooner or later, as well as she knew she'd hate to live without him. A part of her soul would always remain with him…. But in this world, she was only known as the mysterious girl from another time.

Malen drifted in and out of sleep, the rain randomly awakening him from an already fitful sleep. He never even noticed a small light coming from the tarp east of him. Reality kept creeping in on him and he refused to give it much time. Instead he batted it away and turned on his side, falling asleep again. He was awake again when it dawned. The sky was still drizzling, letting off an eerie mist. He sighed and got up, groaning groggily and pulled the flap from his tarp. Stretching, he took a deep breath, and smelled earth, rain, and wet plants. His eyes shot open and he looked around. Patricia's bedroll and tarps were gone. There was no trace of her. At first he took the 'screw her' approach. He grabbed up his bedroll and continued in the direction they were heading. But something lingered in the back of his mind. He finally noticed that the weather seemed dependant on her, or she was dependant on the weather… of which one it was, he wasn't sure. His bag dripped from his shoulder to the ground and he sighed. Reaching his hand down, he picked it back up and turned on his heel, stalking back.

Patricia Had cried most of the night. Oddly she felt like the rain was reflecting her mood. Finally she decided it was enough and got up. She wandered over to the pool and bathed again. Feeling renewed, she packed up her belongings and headed out, leaving behind a wishful glance at his tarp. She shook her head and wandered down the path alone, too blind to be intimidated. Her heart was behind her, but her head was telling her to go forward. This was the part she listened to, the practical part. Well, kinda practical. After all, she had no idea where she was going. It wasn't where she came from Fluffy, and it wasn't towards Malen, but she could feel that it was a good way to go.

The clouds were a sullen grey, covering the sun. The only proof of its existence was a dim circle in the covering. Pat started singing "City on a hill" to herself, lightening her spirits (and unbeknownst to her, lightening the sky.) She wandered through the forest taking random stops for water and food. The air was cool and damp, not like the humidity she was accustomed to. It felt oddly refreshing. She took a deep breath, momentarily lifting her new burden from her shoulders. She came around the bend and looked over the flat land. Now her head was telling her to turn back. Stubbornly she shook her head and went against her intuition. Just as she took a step out onto the clearing, she heard a twig snap.

The wind picked up again as fear flashed in her eyes. Before her, stood a large Leopard. Its nose was scrunched up and its teeth bore. She took a step back. Her eyes closed in anticipation but the creature didn't come. Soon she heard a loud roar and she opened her eyes. There, in the middle of its chest, was a glowing arrow. From her left, a sword and red kimono flashed. The man behind it had long white hair and dog ears. His sword sliced the demon with ease as Pat was pulled out of the way by a girl 20 years her senior, with dark hair. "Are you alright?" She asked pat. The blonde nodded.

"Yeah, I'm ok, thanks Kagome." The other woman looked confused.

"How did you know my name?" Patricia smiled.

"Your son asked me the same thing." Kagome grinned madly.

"You've seen Malen? Oh I'm so glad. I TOLD YOU HE WAS OK INUYASHA!" She laughed and the man grimaced.

"You were as worried as I was." He stated as he slid his sword back into its sheath.

The three sat around the firelight Inuyasha had made.

"So let me get this straight. Basically, you're a blonde me and you made sure Malen didn't have to fight 5 old people by accident? So then you two were on his journey and he scared you off?" Pat didn't know weather to laugh or sigh so she just nodded with an odd expression on her face. Inuyasha just stared into the fire, poking at it with his stick.

"We even ran into Fluffy, but that was my fault." Inuyasha looked up.

"Who's fluffy?" Pat laughed loudly.

"Fluffy is Sesshou-maru!" Inuyasha practically gagged laughing.

"Are you serious? Did you actually call him that? Oh man I wish I could have seen his face then." All three of them cracked up and fell over. After they had gained back their breath, Kagome looked back at Pat.

"So how is it your fault?" Patricia took out her necklace from behind her shirt. Both Kagome and Inuyasha gasped and said at the same time,

"The necklace of Denarsil!"

"Yeah that's what a hissing thing said, what is that? Well besides the necklace I'm wearing."

"It's an ancient witch's necklace. Lady Denarsil was a powerful goddess. She was thrown to earth and stripped of her immortality by the other gods and goddesses because they were jealous. She lived out her human life with the rest of her abilities. She controlled the elements. It's been said that she got married and chanted a spell so that her necklace would show up when her future generation comes to claim it." Inuyasha shook his head.

"Demons everywhere have been searching for it for centuries. After the jewel became known, everyone had forgotten about it. I haven't heard of it for years now." Pat looked at her necklace. The blue jewel reflected her face but didn't shine.