The girl woke with a start quickly running at the main door scratching clawing into the wood trying to leave she growled banging on the door now. The sounds of banging coming from the next room over, snap Inuyasha from his sleep. Slowly opening his eyes, he throws back the fur blanket and silk sheets, sitting up on the side of the bed. Suddenly realizing what was going on, he jumps to his feet and pulls on his hakama, running to the door between his room and her's, yanking it open. Her ears went back picking up the sound on the other side growling at him now seeing him as she backed against the wall. Tying the sash around the silk pants, he slowly begins to make his way towards her, arms outstretched to show he was unarmed, the moonlight through the window shining over his exposed chest and arms. "Calm down... no one here wants to hurt you." She growled at him once more warning him to stay away from her eyes growing dark and cold unlike the night before. Coming to a stop, his head tilts ever so slightly, his body shifting slightly as he kneels down several feet from her, "Is there something you need...?" The girl watched him slowly as she moved toward him slowly. Keeping his arms open and at his sides to assure her he was unarmed and had no intention of hurting her, he watched as she approached, remaining silently sitting upon his knees.
She stopped as she looked at him. "... Men are servants to other men and those men control the woman. Then in turn they own souls they call unclean and needing to be saved..."
His head tilted at the first words he'd heard her speak, a bit bewildered by her words. "Finally you speak..."
"...You control the men below you. Like the night you tried to kill me..." Her words were cold and dissolute.
His eyes blink at her words, his right hand lifting to his chest and pressing against it, "I tried to kill you...? You're mistaken... I have no intention of harming you, let alone killing you..."
"Your hands numbed me I could not defend myself then a man came as well." She let out a low growl.
"My intention was not to harm you... my intention was to save you. The man you attacked stabbed you... I merely tried to ease your pain and stop the bleeding."
"He was one of the men you controlled yes?" She smirked some her fangs showing.
"He is... was, a loyal servant who obeyed me yes... it was not my intention that he be killed. I don't wish death on any of the men that follow me..." Shaking his head a bit, he looks back at her, "They are men that have pledged their loyalty to me... I do not control them because it is my will, I merely ask of them to do a task, and they do so because of their loyalty to the throne... my throne."
"... Man says mine, or my surly a lot especially men of high stature... while others below ask and gravel for help or plea for something to call theirs..."
"I don't know what you saw where you were raised... but if you take a look around my lands, you'll see nothing but prosperity. My people do not lack anything; there is plenty to be had here. Those that pledge their loyalty to the throne do so because they are grateful."
"I was no present your kingdom will fall with me within these walls once you opened that cage you brought with you death and fear. One by one your men will kill one another... I am no miracle..."
His eyes roll a bit, a slight chuckle escaping his lips, "I disagree, you are a miracle of nature... an angel who walks with men or so you seem. Within these walls will be your new home, for here you will find that you will be free, when it is believed you can be trusted."
She smirked as she stretched out her arms reaching back to the marble hairpin. "I'll give you to three."
His body remains motionless, no fear in his eyes, no scent of fear emanating from his body, his eyes remaining steadfast as he focuses his attention on her, "You'll give me three 'til what, you attack me? I don't fear death, if it be my time may the reaper take my soul." She growled at him once more throwing the knife like pin at his feet. A slight smirk plays on the corner of his lips as he reaches for the pin, eyes remaining on her. "As I said, "if it be my time"" Closing his eyes for a moment, he curls his hand around the pin, a soft steam like mist rising from it, the subtle sounds of crackling ice filling the air. She growled at him tears starting to stream down. His head tilts, eyes opening slowly as he releases the pin, the ice he'd formed had not harmed it, but rather added a subtle shine to it in the moonlight. "Is it really so hard to trust me?"
"You try and be raised like I was watched carefully to see what I do next, ever little mistake I did beaten." Her eyes closed halfway. "My job is to kill this clan at any means necessary."
"Is it your will to do that though...?" Speaking softly, he pulls the pin from the floor and stands, making his way to her slowly, "I knew that those people were not to be easily trusted... jealousy has clouded their eyes as they have not half the prosperity of my kingdom in their own."
"What will you do now I am an assassin brought to your kingdom with one goal in mind."
A slight smile spreads over his lips as he once more kneels, now within arms reach of her, his arms extending over her head with the pin still in hand. "What will I do... quite simple actually, I'll do nothing any different than I have since you arrived here. The men that sent you here are the ones at fault, not you. They will be the ones to be dealt with, not you."
"If I do not accomplish my goal the others you call miracle's will be sent to the pits of the furnace of hell!" She screamed at him.
Placing his hands on her head, he slips the pin lightly back into her hair where it had been before she threw it at him, a bit of a smirk playing on his lips. "Fear not... if it is your friends you fear for, then I will do my best to assure their safety as well..."
"...They are counting on me to protect them... the younger ones are not even allowed to see daylight the furnace right beside the cages. They watch as the old miracles are thrown in the ones who disobey."
"How are they supposed to know if you fail or succeed... I may have a plan..." he says as he adjusts the pin in her hair and sits back on his knees, seeing that he had got it in the right spot and smiles a bit.
She sat silent looking down. "Three days..."
"Are they coming here in three days?" He asks, glancing at her, his right hand moving to her chin to lift her face to look at him, "I won't let them kill your friends..."
"... If I am not to return to them... they will parish..."
"You are supposed to go back to the other clan?" His smirk spreading once more as he glances to the door.
"With your head in a gunny sack..." She sad coldly looking into his eyes.
His head tilts back a bit as he begins to think through on his plan. "We have three days time to plan out all of the details... but I am ready to put an end to them... this could be the chance to do so... and save your friends in the process..."
"...How so... why would you help me... someone sent to kill you."
"I've suspected for sometime that they would turn on us... it's not fair of them to use you... I hold no fault against you, for you're merely trying to save your friends... however... if they are like I believe them to be... killing me and my clan will not save your friends..." She looks away from him sadly. His hand reaches for her cheek, drawing her focus back on him, his eyes focusing on her's. "We'll get to the bottom of this and make sure they never use anyone like they're using you again."
"... After I will be nothing, but a creature of the wilderness to hide just like my friends.."
"No. You were brought to me... not in good intentions, but nonetheless, you were brought to me... You will have a home here... safe from those that wish to harm you... as could your friends if they so choose..."
She nodded her eyes closing slowly. "... I am sorry...for err... killing a man... and going after you and the other guy..."
"You were merely doing what you thought would save your friends... Now... we'll do this the proper way. I may have a plan, but it must wait 'til morning so that I can discuss it with my samurai captain..."
"... You don't expect me to sit by and wait do you I only have two days..."
"Please... just wait 'til morning... I promise... when morning comes, we will devise and set a plan into motion to rescue your friends and put an end to this once and for all..." She looked at him before clenching her fist slamming into the ground hard drawing blood. His hand quickly reaches for her's, pulling it from the floor, his free hand cupping around her fist and holding it lightly. "Tomorrow morning when all are awake... I will call a meeting of the samurai... we will do this... but please... for tonight be patient and try to rest... we will need your help..."
She looked down nodding still angered for having to wait. "...Fine but, if I was you I'd lock your doors."
Shaking his head a bit, he lightly cools her bleeding hand, not icing it over as he had done with her previous injury, but rather just cooking it in an attempt to soothe the pain away. "I told you... I don't fear death... when my time comes, then my life will end... if it is by your hands I'm meant to die... then so be it." Slowly standing, he turns his back to her and begins to walk towards his room, his head turning back to her slightly, "Rest well... the morning light will begin the meeting..." This said, he enters his room, leaving the door wide open as he makes his way to his bed, climbing back into it. She lay back down on the pillows of the room pulling the furs up to her chin her hand ice cold. Slipping back under his covers, he removes his hakama and tosses them on the floor, keeping his body hidden beneath the furs and silk sheets all the while. Slowly closing his eyes, he begins to once more drift into a silent slumber. She sat there tears rolling down sadly wanting to save her friends badly. She got up from where she sat getting up struggling to get the main door open. His eyes open once more, the slumber he had almost fell into interrupted by the sounds of footsteps in the next room. "Can you not sleep...?" he calls out to her softly from his bed. She stopped quickly sitting down by the door staying silent. Again he speaks out to her, sensing her location somewhat easily. "If you need... you may come in here and I will sit up with you..."
"... No... you need your rest... for the morning..." She said sadly before making her way to the pillows.
"As do you... but if it will help you rest... I will sit up with you 'til you fall asleep..." he calls out from his bed, still under the covers.
"No I am better alone then with another..."
Nodding softly, he slowly closes his eyes once more, "Please rest... I'll need you in the morning..." With that, he slips off to sleep.