Inuyasha is owned by Rumiko Takahashi. I am most definitely NOT Rumiko Takahashi.
Done In With a Bite
Chapter 4
Questions and Answers
She was still looking at me with that admiring and grateful look. She was so different from all the other human girls I had met, who had looked at me, known I was a hanyou, or half-demon, and acted higher than me, lifting their noses in the air. …That was, until they found out I was a prince.
A smile played at the edges of my lips. Ah, good times, good times. The perks of being a prince really were great sometimes; put those snobs right back in their places.
Her smile was blinding as she kept looking at me with that thankfulness. I felt some kind of male pride that she was looking at me like that.
"So, what healing arts have you learned, Miss Higurashi?" Sesshomaru asked, snapping her out of her thankful look at me.
'Stupid brother. Couldn't he see I was enjoying that?'
"Oh, I've learned how to cure a stomach ache, how to make a wound-sealing paste, how to use water to heal by applying spiritual power to it, how to clean and dress wounds… That's all I can think of at the moment. Oh wait, I also know how to help when someone is choking or when someone is having trouble breathing!" she replied, looking pleased with herself.
'Quite a list. Wait, did she say, spiritual powers?'
"So you're a priestess?" I blurted out the question, seeing that my brother was already starting to open his mouth.
She looked startled at my sudden question, but then smiled. She paused for a moment, looking thoughtful as she answered my question in her head.
"Yes, I guess you could say that. I have spiritual powers, if that's what you mean. Also, I can purify things and I guess I'm okay at a bow and arrow." She replied, shrugging.
A priestess… Well this made things interesting.
"Well, as I told you before, you had a bite mark on your neck. Do you remember anything about this morning, before you were bitten, Miss Higurashi?" Sesshomaru asked another question.
"Hmm… I remember that this morning I was sent by my mother to pick herbs and edible mushrooms in the forest and pick up some spices that my mother had ordered from a nearby village. After I picked up the spices, a young man offered to help me, telling me it was quite unsafe for a girl like me to be wandering around in the woods alone. I accepted his offer and then the next thing I remember, I'm here in your home."
Sesshomaru's brow furrowed. "How exactly did this man look?"
"Well, he had long black hair, tied at the nape of his neck, with very pale skin that seemed to have certain luminosity to it. He had light blue eyes with pretty long lashes. He wore a dark green haori and hakama. If I remember correctly, he carried a woven basket on his shoulders (A/N: Like a backpack)." She said, her own brow furrowing as she concentrated on remembering.
I was puzzled. I knew no man of such countenance.
"Do I still have the bite mark on my neck?" she asked.
"You should; it looked pretty deep." I replied. "May I?"
"Yes, please check to see if it's still there." She said, lifting her chin up a bit so that I had better access.
I brushed away the lush hair that rested on her right shoulder and neck, secretly noting that her hair was like silk. It was still there, but it was healing because of my earlier rescuing actions. I brushed my fingers across the puncture wound and my heart stopped for a moment as I saw her wince in pain.
"Yeah, you still have the bite mark." I said in a playful tone of voice, withdrawing my hand from its place by her neck.
The miss caught on to my joke and giggled a little, smiling.
"May I look at it?" she asked.
"Of course you may! I will lead you to the restroom; we have a mirror there." I replied.
She smiled at me again and my breath hitched in my throat.
"Let's go." She said.
"Y-yeah." I stuttered; her smile was truly dazzling.
I led her toward the nearest restroom.
I observed as she entered somewhat slowly, as if she were absorbing the feel of the cool, white marble tile on her delicate feet and the glittering sight of the golden-colored light fixtures and sink. I watched her as she moved closer towards the mirror and brushed a few strands of flyaway hair from the spot on her neck that I had touched mere minutes ago. I saw as her eyes looked at the two blemishes left on her otherwise perfect neck with child-like curiosity. I winced as she sucked in a sharp breath when her gentle fingers grazed the flesh near the fang marks. And I let out a small breath I hadn't realized I was holding when she exited the bathroom, slowly, done with her inspection.
"I'm done!" she chirped cheerfully. "What happens now?"
I was suddenly stunned, because I realized that was a very good question.
Author's note: I haven't updated in more than a month! How could I? Well, I got very enthralled by a new anime I discovered: Shugo Chara! Add that on tope of the fact that it's almost the end of the school year and I didn't have many ideas and you have this long wait! Sorry, but I hope that you liked this chapter!
