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Song: Shadow

By: Maria Mena Author POV

Sesshomaru paced back and forth in his plain, black and white study. On the floor there was a rug with tred marks as though that spot was frequently walked through, he glanced at his mahogony desk covered in papers he didn't wan't to look at. Every thing but his desk and his mothers rug which he was at this moment, he was pacing on was white. If he had been in Kagome's time this room would resemble an doctors office, but that was off subject. To the left of the door there was a white fireplace, on the white mantle stood a picture, in black and white of his father. He always stared at the picture when in need of an answer, but as always his fathers stern face gave him none. He sighed, rubbed his temples, and headed back to his work, know he wasn't really focused. He thought about the song the miko sang about innocence, one thing he had quickly lost. The only person that had seemed to care then was his mother, and she was dead. No reason to cry over spilled milk, but because no one cared he didn't show anyone. No one questioned why he hated humans and in truth he was thankful, because didn't know why himself.

' I wish you'd see it on my face

But I'm caught up in those long lost days

And how can I then make you see

When I don't even know me'

He guessed it was in his nature, but he knew very few youkai that hated humans at all. He had now stopped working, mechanically signing papers. Jaken was coming he knew and he did not wish to be disturbed, but that had never stopped Jaken before. So, as predicted Jaken's small green body burst through Sessomaru's white door.
"My Lord, there are trespassers on your land"
If you couldn't see Sessomaru's eyes you'd never know he was upset at all, but his eyes slanted slightly, and were full of the fire within him.
"Where?" He asked in a deadly voice no one was to question, ever.
"On the southern part of your lands." Said the frightened Jaken there was no mistaking his fear he could smell it so well, the pungent smell salt, iron, and Jaken's own personal sent which smelled remarkably like sewage. Luckily for our favorite deamon lord, he was getting farther and farther away from the poor toad. Soon he was all alone heading to the southern lands. There stood at the border of his land about 15 low level deamons, that couldn't even transform into a humanoid as he. He smirked, the perfect stress reliever. He killed them all of them, so quickly none could beg for mercy. Begging for mercy was pathetic is you must be killed be killed with honor and dignity not foolishly as many trespasseres on his land had. He quickly turned around and headed back to his large, limstone castle.

'Following my footsteps home

This time I'm walking alone

Trying hard to be someone I don't even know'

He realized his loneliness was creeping up upon him which would have him wallowing in self pity if he did not find a person he could have talk to him and he pertend to ignore. Rin, would sufice he supposed, but there was only so much happiness the child could bring. He still felt empty, his mother always knew what to say an even though he would never admit it, he wished that she was here. Little did he know, that apart of her was watching him at that very moment frowning on who he had become. He often thought of Midiroku, and laughed at the fact that he was to fall in love with the stupid miko. She loved his moronic half-brother. Which, he would never understand. How could anyone love a hanoyu? One of the many things that confused him about the miko, how could she love so many people that gave her no reason to love them. He headed to his simple black (A/N: Not white i'm so proud of myself!) sleeping chambers. He fell asleep dreaming of a better tommorow where he wouldn't be alone.

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