Here is a quickie: Depending on my mood and you readers it will get lighter or darker. Tell me what you want. :D

When she started running from fear her vision became blurry, Stupid rain. It certainly had it's annoying effects at times. The screams were soon, written off as ridiculous. I laughed at myself. She did laugh, at her own weakness. How could she betray her family like this? Her friends? Herself? She felt so sick sometimes.

And the tears kept falling, her head started to ache from the constant straining to see. Her body was burning up and then she couldn't take it anymore... She left out a scream of terror and and relief. A strange combination to some,but she couldn't help it. Maybe she would die,Was she that scared? Why did she scream? Finally she would be able to rid herself of this burdening sin. That which overflowed and spilled out, surely closely resembles you. This was disgusting,everyday something like this happened. Why should today bring her some sort of hope? Was it that man? Golden eyes...Too much thinking with a large headache didn't set well with her. The only thing that could comfort her now was a darkness that striped her of all the problems she had to face in the outside world.

Problems like Naraku.

Inuyasha was hesitant on rushing to the girl again, but instincts took over and he found himself feeling the girls forehead. Was it a fever? He would need to do something if it was."Hey..You! Hey! Are you alright?" He yelled, hoping to stir her out of her lulled state. Pointless.You're calling my name Even though I'm about to break you're holding me tightly in your arms. Against his will he gathered her in his arms and ran back towards his house. He felt her tighten her grasp on his body, She must have been cold. I'm afraid to go. "Jeez,How many 'adventures' can I have in one hour?" He asked himself. Hopefully, this girl didn't wake up and bitch at him again. Seriously he was just trying to help, She must have had some kind of wonderful life for her to snap at a stranger like that. "Her? She? What is her name anyway?" He questioned himself again. He'd have to ask her later on..if she ever woke up. Why does your pain touch me so?

He had opened the door to his 'humble abode' and set her on a couch, He definitely wasn't about to take her upstairs. He wasn't that type of guy. He slid into the kitchen and started to prepare Tea, By the looks of it she looked like a No Coffee kind of girl, He could just tell. Besides, He was sure the last thing she needed was caffeine in her system to make her bitch more. Though along with her 'Bitching'' there was something about her that made him wallow in sympathy..Secretly. He wasn't that type of guy. He broke out of his train of thoughts when he heard the kettle whistle, preparing the drink in silence he couldn't help but wonder why this girl was so bitter. She intrigued him,every time he looked at her. (Which hadn't been that long) he saw something but he couldn't place his finger on it. He sighed as he finished and brought it into the living room, placing it on the table he sat on another couch across from her. He couldn't stop watching her, Her breathing was ragged even for someone in there sleep and her eyebrows knitted together in a worried kind of way. Was it a nightmare? The both of us have always been supporting each other during tough times.

Her comforting darkness wasn't so comforting anymore, she felt misplaced. Like she had been taken away from her artificial warmth and replaced with something...genuine. That was it, and she wanted more. She was tired of faking it. Though went the warmth left her she got irritated, she had stayed silent for a while but she couldn't take it anymore. Her eyes shot open as she tried to get up from were she was, she glanced around the room and shivered. She felt a small breeze around her torso, looking down she noticed that she still didn't have her shirt. She gasped and covered herself looking around again to see if anyone was there. Her eyes landed on person, Her face reddened. Either embarrassment or anger, no one knew. A foolish person would have slapped the boy from before. Though Sango knew better, For all she knew he could be one of Naraku's henchmen. These were the only people she had slight control over, Naraku had made them her dogs. Even though she didn't want that, she wanted them to be treated as humans so she never bossed them around. Though this time she was furious, how dare he try and take advantage of while she was asleep? She was so sure if she hadn't have woken up he would have had his way with her. "Where is my shirt?" She questioned, trying not to let her anger surface. Inuyasha had not answered her, instead his eyes wandered over her body. Not in a perverted way, but in a sort of small observation, collecting quantitative data here and there. She had fading bruises on her skin. Meaning she probably was on a sports team. She did look like somewhat of a fighter..a dying one at that, her personality showed it too. "I said where is my shirt?" she repeated once more, she never liked to take her anger or stress out on others but this idiot was getting on her last nerves. "It's happens to be in my laundry machine right now, You'll get it in about 20-30 minutes." He answered dully. Not wanting to take his kindness for granted and knowing she probably wouldn't do anything drastic she replied with "...Well,What will I wear in the mean time?" Inuyasha stood and walked towards the stairs, stopping before his foot landed on the first step. "There is a blanket behind the couch you're sitting on, I'll go upstairs and try and find a shirt. The Tea on the end table is for you, Don't go anywhere though. I've got some questions for you" he said jogging up the stairs.

Sango quickly grabbed the blanket, not only was she embarrassed she was cold. Minutes pasted as she waited for the shirt, and she still had to get to school. She took out her wet phone and checked the time, Though it was barley readable because of the damage. 5:41, She'd be putting on her shoes waiting for Naraku to pick her up by this time. Even though it was raining, she might just had to walk to school, But she also had to run home for a change of clothing. Though she appreciated the boy's help she had to get going, she return the blanket later. She got up from the couch and walked to the front door, her hand on the knob.

"Where do you thing you are going?" A deep voice asked, It sounded like Naraku and on instinct she shuddered. Her hand froze, she was too frightened to speak. Opening her mouth to try and fathom a response, she was cut off, "I do not like to repeat myself." He said, she could hear him walking closer to her. They weren't shuffled footsteps, Almost as if the man was marching. Such..delicate footwork just for walking. His hand landed on her shoulder, she quickly turned around with her eyes closed and tried to let out a scream, only to be muffled by a large and firm hand. "Silence." She opened her eyes, searching his for some type of response. Yet, there was none. No anger,No amusement, Just nothing. She opened her mouth once more. Him feeling her lips on his palm slowly removed them. "Apathetic" she whispered. "That is what you are." He raised a questioning eyebrow. "A fool, that is what you are. Answer my question, or those russet eyes will be lifeless when I'm through with you. She tried to step back, only then just remembering a door was behind her. The man noticed this also, a small smirk graced his features. "A fox and a rabbit" he whispered. She felt like she could feel his cool breath brushing past her with every word he spoke, as a result she shivered.

"Sesshoumaru, What are you doing to her?" Inuyasha said, hands full of neatly folded T-shirts. "Nothing, Dear Brother. Simple curiosity at the most". The man now known as Sesshoumaru headed upstairs, giving her a amused look. Shivers ran up her spine. The last thing she need was another Naraku. She turned back to Inuyasha, giving him a gracious look. "Thank you." She whispered.