Someone in reviews asked why I had Sesshomaru hurt Kagome the way he did, I did this all on good intentions, it helps to build the story more and develop the characters. Everyone has heir reasons and as such shall all be explained. Kagome was out of order and Sesshomaru had to show her, her place.

Well, that is all I really have to say then.

Disclaimer: Yes, yes, we all know I do not own Inuyasha.

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The soft steps against wooden floor were able to be heard as the young maiden walked gracefully through the halls, her head held high to show no disgrace to herself from the incident just before.

Her sandals tapped lightly against the flooring with each light step she took, brining her closer to a no doubt, very good meal and to a man she could not deny she feared more than she had before at the moment.

She new for herself she yelled a lot when she became angry. Too bad Sesshomaru did not have a rosary around his neck like Inuyasha.

Inuyasha…

It seemed that name just brought back hurtful memories even as she had tried to let go but still found it very hard. The knife stabbing into her heart from the pain twisted further in as she brought a hand to her chest and clutched the fabric there, as if such a simple act would maybe help to ease that pain against her constricting heart.

She continued to walk down the hall though, following silently behind Sesshomaru's servant as she led her to the dinging hall where the same very man waited for her, as well, she guessed little Rin to be sitting at the table with a happy smile along her girlish face.

Rin's smile alone could make Kagome smile, as just looking at it reminded her it was not the end because of just one man, and that one should never take their life for granted. She was lucky to stiff be alive, as it that very girl did not have the heart she did, she would have never asked Sesshomaru to save her, to nurse her back to health.

Even now her wounds were not healed and her bandaging could use to be changed out again from having reopened the wounds from her sleep incident.

Still, she was getting better very quickly and the pain was hardly there.

She could not help but remember the feeling of being held against Sesshomaru's warm body as he had brought her to him when she would not wake, they way he held her in a comforting embrace, something very unlike him.

She had very much liked this softer, more gentler side of him and wished she could see her more. He was really not all that bad when he was like that. One could not deny the man was very handsome, his features flawless and his calm and collected nature.

He was a God among demons.

It had only just been an hour ago had he punished her for yelling out at him, maybe she should do to show him more respect. He did deserve it from her, from all that he was doing and had done already. Maybe she would give in just this one time.

Through all this happening, not once had the thought of going home crossed her mind, but the thought of Shippo still back at camp seemed to linger. Reminding her she had left him behind because she felt she could not have taken him along. But she was not home now, so maybe… maybe Sesshomaru would let her bring him to the castle, so as to not have him left behind.

She almost did not trust Inuyasha around him anymore. No, Inuyasha had broken her trust very much so, he had shattered it with all the times he went off to see Kikyo, with all the times he had lied, all the times he had hurt her more than he would ever know.

But what hurt the most, what hurt far worse than anything else…. Was that he did not even care for everything he should have been sorry for.

The knife twisted further in as she clutched the front of her kimono, trying to find some kind of means of a release. Please… I just want to let go, I want to be able to let go…

Her eyes seemed unshed tears as she fought with all her strength to stay strong, she would not stand weak before Sesshomaru, she would not yield to Inuyasha. No, she.. had to be strong.

As she slowly dropped to her knees, falling forward before catching her hands on the wood before her with outstretched arms, she could not hold back the pressure that built as the tears slowly made their way down her cheeks. It was too hard, it was just too hard to hold any of it back.

Maybe if she just let herself let it all out, she could be done and let him go.

The woman just in front of her turned just as the young miko behind her had let a light whimper escape between the barrier of her lips.

She had almost gasped at what she saw and ran to her side, dropping to her knees at her side as she placed and arm around her back to try and get her to sit up, but she did not move, she would not move.

The servant felt at a loss of what to do before jumping up and running the rest of the way top the dining hall.

It was mere minutes before she had reached the door and flung it open only to run inside. "Sesshomaru, you are needed out in the halls, the young miko is very troubled!"

Sesshomaru seemed to get up from his chair rather fast as he moved at a brick pace to the door to leave it behind as he made his way down the hall, finding himself to be moving a bit faster as he saw her just down the hall, huddled on the floor in tears.

He could smell that salt of her tears and he could not explain the pang he felt in his gut at the smell coming from the girl.

Upon hearing word of her, he had felt a need to go to her side, as if he had already known something had been wrong but was not all too sure at first.

This miko, the young girl before him was getting to him just as Rin had.

Sitting on his knees just in front of her quivering form, she did not even look up as she continued to stare to the floor, watched as her tears felt down onto it until a pair of large hands rested on her shoulders.

She could feel his gaze upon to the of her head as she quieted herself a bit before slowly looking up to meet golden eyes with soft brown ones.

The tears seemed to still fall slowly down her face as the two just stared at each other.

He could see her before him, shaking erratically as the tears racked her body and as her memories haunted her. He had known her memories were still hurting her, the reason he had found her the way he did, the condition she had been in seeming to be close to the one she was in now.

But this time as he looked at her, he actually saw something when he had seen her before and saw nothing but a filthy ningen. He was seeing her for how brave she was when he had seen it so many other times by Inuyasha.

Inuyasha… she was so loyal to him, by his side when he would not even be by hers. She stayed behind in tears while he embraced his dead love. His was a fool to choose someone not of this world when he had here at his feet a girl who loved him unconditionally.

The thought of it brought him a jealously he could not explain. He did not see how she could love him the way she did when all he did was hurt her in return and in the end, ultimately leaving her behind for dead.

Bringing both his hands slowly up to caress her cheek while his thumbs wiped away her tears, he could not help but feel he did not want to see her go.

The soft touch of his hands against her cheeks had seemed to caused her breath to hitch in her throat as she reveled in the warm of his hands hold her up practically. If he was to let go, she knew she would fall. He was the only thing left now that was holding her together.

Lifting her hands off the ground, she leaned forward and threw her arms around his waist, burying her face into his chest as she let herself cry a bit more. Just a bit longer and she would promise herself to never shed a single tear for him again. This was her goodbye and as much as she hated it, she did not want to have to, and still wished to herself more than ever this was all just a horrible nightmare.

But it seemed wishes did nothing for her anymore and she was only making it worse by holding on. She was finally letting go and as the pair of arms wrapped around her small body and held her close, she new everything would be all right in time.

Sesshomaru slowly craned his neck down to rest his chin on top of her head as he held her tightly to him, not wanting to let go for reasons he could not explain.

What was she doing to do, how had she managed to weave her way into him.

Carefully adjusting his arms, he brought her into a position so that one arms cradled her back while the other rested just under her knees as he stood to lift her up bridal style and carried her down the hall in the opposite direction he had come in.

He did not enter her room, but passed it up as he made his way to a large set up double door that had a large white demon dog painted along the two. He merely pushed upon the door with his side and stepped into the room and over to the bed were he laid Kagome down upon it.

He then turned and closed the door that had just been opened, closing off the room front all others before making his way back over the bed and lifting the white satin sheets over kagome.

She was shore she had seen a light smile play along his lips as he tenderly brushed the hair out of her face, but as everything blurred and she drifted out, she was not so sure really about everything that had just happened, but she new she was finally free.

The demon beside her watched as she drifted off to unconsciousness. She would be safe from her on out, he would watch over her.

His miko. Yes, his Kagome.

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All right, so there is some Kag/sess action as by request. Though things might not move so smoothly in the morning for these two. I am one fore slow budding relationships; it makes things to be more realistic. I really find it somewhat annoying when the two main characters of a fan fiction fall head over heels within three chapters without really good reasoning, like they already know each other or something.

But yeah, some more reviews would be nice. Any ideas you got, I would love to hear them!

Lub

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