An: Its been a looooooonnnng time since i updated this thing. School ended and job's over so now i can devote once again to the rest of my neglected stories. Thank you all for the patience, please don't saw off my arm or anything. As always you guys are awesome. Thanks a bunch.

0000 One month later 0000

Morning it dawned bright and early, waking Arashi. A dark dream was fading from his mind…

"Kuu?" he called and after a moment there was no reply, sitting up in his western style bed he cried

"Fuu?"

The castle was dead silent.

Throwing on a robe he left his room and down the small stairs to the landing. There he could hear raised voices. When he moved into the grand hall of the mansion he gasped. An entourage of people filled the entire space, most of them colorful demons or spirits. Pushing past them he slipped into his father's meeting room to see Midori, her father Tsuki and Sesshoumaru sitting at a low highly polished table. Midori was back in one of her seven layer kimono's and crying silently staring at her father with wide eyes.

"You promised me Sesshoumaru, a pact of blood you still carry" Tsuki pulled up the sleeve of his yukata to reveal a narrow white scar.

"I know you carry the same scar, there aren't many families like ours left and I thought you understood that"

Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes "I am aware of that Tsuki, but as I told you in my previous letter it was unfair to rip Midori from her surroundings. I have been updating you continually on my sons wellbeing and you knew well enough that he was not yet even the slightest hint of a man."

Tsuki sat back and regarded in daughter with a sudden flash of hate "It was almost too late, Midori was becominga hateful spoiled girl in Amon Suu. She was turning the whole castle into a nightmare for everyone including myself and her mother. I have known her kind before because she mother was once like that. But I was tired of seeing that she wasn't going to change. I knew that here, with your innocent son she would change her selfish ways."

Midori dissolved into sobs, just as Arashi gave away his position and ran to comfort her.

"Midori-san" he cooed aware that the eyes of Tsuki were on him, this was no time for informality.

He took her hands away from her eyes, to see her dark eye makeup had ran. He kissed away the tears that ran down her face, tasting the salt water on his lips.

"Midori" he whispered more urgently, his face inches from hers. She looked stunned touching her face with a free hand.

"W-why did you do that in front of my father?" she growled

"I had to make you stop crying in some way" he grinned a little. Midori felt herself blushing and looked away from his honey colored eyes.

"So this is your son Sesshoumaru?" Arashi stood and bowed before sitting once more. Tsuki seemed surprised

"You look just like your father when he was young"

For some reason Arashi was not warming to his man, though Mother had spoken of him of being kind and gentle. All he could see in this man's eyes was cool detachment with a glint of anger and surprise.

"I'm sorry Tsuki-sama that you traveled so far to come here. But I assure you there is nothing wrong with me courting your daughter Midori-san. My father merely wrote to you because he was concerned about Midori-san's emotional state. It didn't require a hasty magical visit and an entourage of rare demons or spirits either. As you can see I have done nothing to your daughter that would cause her any unhappiness. Nor has she done anything to cause me unhappiness."

Tsuki sat there for a moment and then laughed quite loudly "Oh dear I'm afraid that he is just like you Sesshoumaru, as blunt as forward as any rusty knife."

Arashi glanced at his father to see that he was faintly smiling. Father was definitely not happy to have the whole castle in an uproar because of his old friend's hastily and rage filled visit.

"Does this mean that you are in love with my daughter Arashi-kun?" Tsuki began shrewdly.

Arashi turned to Midori, and smiled "Yes, I am growing to love Midori-san with each passing day."

"Can you tell me that only after a month of being in the same home with her?" Tsuki's brow rose.

"Yes Tsuki-sama"

Tsuki then turned his attention to Sesshoumaru "Does he speak the truth?"

"They both are quite in love. Jaken has been spying for me while I work." Sesshoumaru felt his smile widen as Arashi went from pink to purple. Midori had opened her fan and hid her face.

For several long moments Tsuki seemed to be considering "Well I see that my visit was quite for nothing. Thank you for the tea and hospitality Sesshoumaru." There was a sudden echo and in a shimmer of the air and Tsuki-sama was gone.

For another thirty seconds or so Arashi stared atSesshoumarubefore erupting "Father!"

Sesshoumaru threw back his head and laughed "Forgive me, I had to. Call it fatherly protection."

"And what of Mother?"

"She know nothing of it" Sesshoumaru replied with a wide smile.

"Well now I do you wicked neko oni."

Sesshoumaru turned to the open screen door to see Lady Rin glowering at him, she looked so beautiful in the morning light.

"Your Father and I know that you two have done nothing sexual in the least. The worse is what sparing?"

Arashi and Midori nodded but both were still quite red "Wait but how do you know?" Arashi whined.

Lady Rin giggled as she sat beside her husband "Because I have Kuu spying on you too."

"Mother!" Arashi cried nearly in tears. Midori was laughing, hiding behind her elaborately painted fan. She continued to laugh very softly till there were tears in her eyes.

"How I love your family!" she said pulling him into a backwards embrace. After falling into her lap he looked up at her.

"Midori?" he asked innocently,

"You were very brave to stand up to my father, even I cannot answer him back." she said brushing his hair away from his face. Arashi watched his Mother and Father leave the luxurious study and quietly shut the screen door.

"I had to, I hate to see you cry." He admitted softly, his cheeks were growing red and he had no idea why. It was true that in the last fewweeks Midori had softened her icy personality and had become more fond of him but…

"Do you want to come with me to the modern world?" she whispered

Arashi sat up and looked at her incredulous "You can't do that, only Kagome could do that!"

"Yes I can."

And from the inside of a sleeve she withdrew a small pale purple fragment

"Where did you get that!"

"My father…"

Midori smiled mirthlessly

She slipped the jewel back into her kimono sleeve "Its imperfect though only having enough power to open the door for us and then."

Whatever else she said was stifled by the soft lips that met her own, it was brief, the barest brush of lips.

When Arashi sat back she looked at him with wide eyes, lips parted in a gasp that never came.

"Sometimes I wish I were older, so…" he lowered his eyes and then stood up.

"I do believe it's getting late and I have to help make breakfast." he said as he made his way to the door.

"Arashi?"

He turned with a wide smile on his face "You better change into something else there is a busy day already planned for us."

Midori nodded a little stupidly and Arashi slid open the screen door and stepped through. Leaving Midori stunned long after it had shut.