Disclaimer: I do not own Inu-Yasha or any other character besides the mistress (you'll understand) hint: the title
He couldn't believe his eyes. He was hundreds of feet above even the tallest trees, and being carried by a woman. Her whole figure was shrouded in flames of blue and red and white. (Little bit of knowledge for ya, some ancient stories told of white fire of the dead. But this only shows fire hotter then when it is blue, which is really hot!) She held him underneath his arms and was simply flying about like that, like it was the most natural thing in the world. But Inu-Yasha was completely confused, and wanted to know what was going on.
"Um... may I ask what the hell you're doing?" Inu-Yasha asked, with his usual tact.
She merely ignored him and continued on her flight. Then he noticed something.
The fire was still left in her wake, but it did not burn anything any longer. Rather, it looked as if the fire seemingly skimmed the surface, causing no damage what so ever.
This confused him very much, and he'd be damned if he wasn't going to find out.
"What the Hell is up with this fire shit you're leavin'? Are you a witch?" He snarled the last bit, hoping it would make her talk.
She simply looked at him, a look of great knowing flowed through her eyes, and Inu-Yasha felt a shiver go down his spine. Feeling his uneasiness, she turned her head away, and looked on ahead.
Her Voice tuned him back in, surprising him with the tone and quality it held.
"I mean not to frighten you; I simply wished to look upon the man I have finally found. The one whom I now hold", she told him, her voice full of a hidden authority, and also the sound of royalty.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" He questioned, curiosity barely held back.
She simply looked at him, her eyes glittering. He had to turn away to hide his blush from how friendly she was acting towards him. She smiled at his shyness and looked ahead again, allowing him time to settle again.
'Amazing, that such a wondrous warrior can show emotions so easily. It is so pleasing to know that such men still exist, and live in these parts, so near to my homeland. '
'What is with her? Is it just another of those female traits that they use to confuse us! … And what was with that smile of hers? She talks like my bastard of a brother does, but she isn't cold and stoic like he is… What is she!' He took another sniff, trying to decipher what she was. 'She smells like the wind and fresh plant growth…' another scent caught him off guard. 'Wait… it can't be…' he took another sniff. 'No, it couldn't be…'
"Naraku?"
