But no one would listen
drip
That was driving him crazy, and Kagome must have known it, that or it was driving her crazy too because she looked away "It been raining for three days."
When Kagome looked back Sesshomaru was again asleep, his body was weak, Kouga's blood was not enough, and Kouga had warned her so. Kagome looked back down at her hand and then at the knife, she sighed. Kagome closed her eyes, called forth her powers and then cut her hand. Once the blood came to the surface, she opened Sesshomaru's mouth and let it drip. She sighed because she knew he was going to be angry at her for this. It was not a lot of blood, just enough to wet his mouth, but with her powers in it, it would help heal him. His body was too weak for his demon to fight her energy so she knew it would help. Had he been awake he would have to hold his demon back, but lucky for her not only was he out but too weak for his demon to fight.
drip
Sesshomaru opened his eyes, and the first thing he noticed was that it was still raining. Even though they were rooted in the cave, he knew it was now night time. Sesshomaru looked for her and found her sitting against the wall with her knees up and her arms on top of them, her head on top of her arms. As he looked at her, he noticed her bandaged hand. She had done it, even though he had told her not to. Sesshomaru tried to move again. He now could move his legs and arms. Sesshomaru looked up,
"Is it that I know not my own limit?" He asked himself,
Kagome must not have been in a deep sleep because when he spoke, she woke up and looked at him. He felt her eyes on him, and he looked back at her.
"You're able to move" She stated as she stood up and walked closer to him. Kagome knelt down and placed a piece of cloth in the water and then placed it back on his chest. He watched her face, not her movement. "I have to keep the blood off."
Blood, he then smelt it, her blood. Kagome moved the cloth back in the water, and Sesshomaru once again grabbed her hand, her cut hand. "Miko" He narrowed his eyes at her. Why is that she wasn't listening to him? He should not have been shocked, when did she ever listen?
"I'm helping you aren't I!" She said in her defense as she took her hand away.
"Miko, I do not need your blood" He turned to look up again,
"Well, good to know your not a vampire," Kagome said under her breath, but he heard,
"Am I not?"
Kagome leaned back "You say that like vampires are real!"
"Are they not?" He asked looking back at her,
"Er, in my time they are just myths, legends, figures used for stories."
"Are demons not viewed the same way, Miko, in your time?"
Kagome blinked, yes that was true,
Kagome placed her hands on her hips "Are you saying they are real."
Sesshomaru wanted to roll his eyes "Miko, how do you think the thought of a vampire came to be?"
"Uh, someone's imagination?"
He looked at her "With all that you have seen here Miko" He didn't ask more of he stated, making her think.
"So, vampires, are, real?"
"I know not what humans of your time believe of vampires Miko, so I do not know."
He didn't know why he was talking so much,
"Well, they suck blood turning a human into a vampire, um, oh they can't come out into the light, and they are afraid of crosses and garlic" Kagome was thinking back trying to remember all the myths.
"Miko, demons, and vampires are one in the same"
Kagome blinked "So you're a vampire now?" She was being sarcastic.
"I assume you humans are to blame for your misconception."
"So you're a vampire?" She again asked,
"No, I am demon, a demon who happens to drink blood if needed."
"So your not a vampire."
She was becoming annoying,
"Tell me, Miko, if a demon walked into a human village at night and drank their blood, and that said human had an infection from the bite, what do you think your humans would call that?"
Kagome knew what he was getting at " I guess in my time we would call that a vampire" Kagome became quiet for a moment "So demons are vampires, sort of" She was talking to herself, Sesshomaru deiced to humor her.
"I can tell you, Miko, that this Sesshomaru is not afraid of crosses or garlic, nor do I fear the daylight."