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Chapter 7: The Prophecy

"Why didn't you tell me?" Inuyasha asked quietly outside Saphira's door.

Sesshoumaru scowled, "I don't have to report to you every time I learn something new."

"Keh," Inuyasha turned and walked off. Sesshoumaru frowned at Inuyasha's back.

"Why do you care so much?" Sesshoumaru called softly.

Inuyasha stopped and turned to face Sesshoumaru. "She is the daughter of the woman I loved."

"She is not the miko, Inuyasha," Sesshoumaru said harshly.

"I am aware of that, Sesshoumaru," Inuyasha said. "The markings on her face and arms, they mean what I think they do, don't they?"

Sesshoumaru sighed. "I will not discuss it with you in the hallway."

He turned and made his way to the study with Inuyasha following closely behind him. Inuyasha closed the door as Sesshoumaru settled down at his desk.

"Well?" Inuyasha said expectantly.

"Saphira descended from a dragon by the name of Ryuu," Sesshoumaru. "Whoever Saphira's father is, he was descended from Ryuu. Ryuu was a great dragon lord of the eastern lands, near the sea. They're known as sea dragons. Long ago, there was a war between the eastern dragons and the dog demons of the west. The lords of both sides were finally able to stop the bloodshed by making a pact. The fifth generation, with the lords' children being the first, would marry and seal the pact. This would forever bind the two lands together."

"That war...it was the war that our family fought, wasn't it?" Inuyasha asked. "The fifth generation would be one of us."

Sesshoumaru nodded. "But which one?"

Saphira moved, she winced expecting pain, but there was none. She sighed with relief, she had been in the bed for many days and wished desperately to leave the dull room.

She sat up to see that Rin was absent. Her hair was out of its normal braid and was flowing down her back to her waist. She swung her legs off the bed slowly, and made her way to what looked like a wardrobe. She opened it finding feminine clothes. She picked out a light blue kimono and slipped into it. She put on some sandals, and peeked out the door. When she saw that the coast was clear she made her way quickly down the hallway. The hallway opened up into a beautiful garden. She blinked as the sun blinded her. When her eyes adjusted she gasped in surprise. She had never seen a more beautiful garden in all her travels. The garden had every kind of flower imaginable along with blossoming cherry trees. A small brook flowed through the garden making the setting serene.

She made her to cherry tree and sat down in the shade. The short walk had exhausted her, she soon found it hard to keep her eyes open...

Sesshoumaru was leafing through the book that held Saphira's history when someone burst into his study.

"My Lord!" Cried Rin.

"What is the meaning of this, Rin?" Sesshoumaru demanded standing up.

"The girl...my Lord...she is missing!" Rin said mournfully. "I left her sleeping, to get something to eat, and when I came back she was gone!"

"Have everyone search this castle top to bottom," growled Sesshoumaru. "No one rests until she is found."

"Yes, my Lord," Rin said bobbing and shutting the door. Sesshoumaru sighed and looked out his window. The view was of the garden he had carefully put together. He scanned the garden thinking of how long it had taken him to create when soemthing caught his eye. There was something red under one of his cherry trees.

He growled as he hopped out the window into the garden.

She was dreaming, she had to be. Her father was standing in front of her talking. At least Saphira thought he was talking, his mouth was moving, but she couldn't hear the words. She moved closer to him, but when she moved her father turned into the bloodred dragon that had attacked her in Inuyasha's Forest. She screamed, but no sound left her lips.

Sesshoumaru was a few feet away from her when the scream tore from Saphira's lips. He quickly covered the few feet that separated them and began to shake her.

"Saphira! Wake up, girl!" He ordered, those blue jewels were looking into his eyes when he looked down.

"Sesshoumaru...?" Came her trembling voice.

"You shouldn't have left your room," he scolded. "He is still searching for you."

She shuddered and buried her face into his robes. Sesshoumaru was surprised by her actions. What had happened to the strong, cocky, halfblood he had met days before? What was this feeling blossoming in his chest? He couldn't explain what he was feeling. He looked down at the girl clinging to his robes, who was she?

"Sesshoumaru! What happened!" Inuyasha yelled running into the garden. "Is she okay?"

Inuyasha's voice seemed to pull Saphira out of her funk, she stood up unsteadily. "I am fine."

"Good, because you have to answer some questions for us," Sesshoumaru said stepping away from her. "You must tell us who your father is."

Saphira's face immediately transformed into the face Kagome made when she was going to refuse to answer any questions. Inuyasha had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing.

"I'm not..." Saphira began but Sesshoumaru cut her off.

"Look, neither Inuyasha nor myself are going to hunt down your father and kill him before you are whelped," Sesshoumaru said. "We want to know why this dragon lord is after you. To figure that out we must know who your father is."

Saphira looked uncertainly from Sesshoumaru to Inuyasha.

"We won't hurt you," Inuyasha said kindly.

"You can trust them," came another voice, Saphira turned to see Rin. "Lord Sesshoumaru has always been kind to me."

Saphira swallowed her feelings. "His name is Doragon."