"Who is that girl? She seemed to be a close acquaintance of Sesshoumaru-sama. Yet, to think that I have not seen her before..." thought Jaken ruefully.
Miyuki had woken up early in the morning. The sun had not even risen. Miyuki noticed that Sesshoumaru had his eyes closed. She slowly move and tried to stand without waking up Sesshoumaru. She had slept the whole night in his arms. She then walked slowly from the area to the nearest lake.
Miyuki sat by the bank and washed her face while she noticed small propagation of sunlight beginning to escape. Soon, the darkness of the night will be overwhelmed by the light from the sun. Soon, it would be day. Miyuki laughed softly. She loves the day. It always brings a new hope for her. A new hope that she would be able to live just like the past. A new hope that she could be with Sesshoumaru again.
Miyuki was about to take off her clothes to go into the lake to wash up when she heard rustlings in the bushes behind her. Miyuki's senses came to full alert. She did not move from her position, but her ears tried to pick up any sounds at all.
Miyuki set her eyes on the calm water of the lake. In the next second, she could feel the intense moment of the air particles behind her; something is coming up and it's darn fast. Miyuki dodged just before the attacks could hit her. She turned around to see a small, petite old man holding a long staff. In his hands is the Necklace of Sakura. That is one of the items that Lady Shiriwa had requested for.
Huh, Miyuki thought. The item itself came to her? No, this couldn't be. It seemed like it's too easy. Miyuki knitted her brows. Seeing Miyuki's indecision, the old man made another attack. At this time, Miyuki jumped into the high. One of his blades, though, cut her leg. The wound immediately close up. Miyuki knew then, that this old man knew little about her. Nothing like that could hurt her; physical wounds to her are nothing.
Miyuki landed behind the old man. However, the man is fast enough to turn back abruptly and hit her with his staff. Miyuki then notice it, the head of the staff is a blue oval with swirls carvings all around it. Miyuki gasped. This is no demon, she thought. This is just a puppet made by sorcery! Only one person, other than herself, could make sure a strong puppet with sorcery. Only one other.
Miyuki grabbed the staff but the old man was strong enough to fling her away. The old man walked towards her and started to make another attack, but she stood up and grabbed the staff from the old man. This time she got it, and with just a mere movement of her hand, she is able to break the staff into two. The staff disintegrated into ashes together with the puppet. Miyuki sat on the grass ground. Her breathing intense. In her hand is the Necklace of Sakura. She remained on the ground as she slowly moved her gaze to the side, towards the forest. Then she saw her silhouette. Before Miyuki could even do anything, she felt something pierced her heart.
She gasped for air and felt the sudden clenching start all over again. When she looked again, the silhouette is gone. This time round, she felt another aura coming close at her very fast rate. Miyuki summoned her demon pet. There is no way she could fight another demon in her condition. When she saw the demon appear in the border of the forest by the side of her eyes, she abruptly turned to face the demon. Her face was very fierce, her teeth showing and she let out a growl. The demon looked at her, unfazed.
Miyuki's heart skipped a beat. She released her fierce posse. It was Sesshoumaru. Sesshoumaru went up to her – as fast as lightning as usually – and picked her up in his arms. The last words she managed to whisper were to ask Sesshoumaru to bring her back to her mother before she loses her consciousness.
"Shiriwa. I don't feel good." Mameha confessed.
"Sesshoumaru is on his way back here with Miyuki. Miyuki is injured. They should be arriving in a couple of minute's now." replied Shiriwa helpfully.
"Injured? What, some form of curse, you say?" Mameha looked in poor mockness. Yet, she continued when Shiriwa did not say a thing - which means that she is wrong. "You do know that physical attacks do nothing to her."
"I know," replied Shiriwa simply.
"Huh?" Mameha is so shocked, she stunned herself. "Y-y-you mean to say... She was attacked by... b-by... blue blades?"
When Shiriwa did not reply, Mameha stood up and rushed to her room. She felt herself trembling badly. Mameha opened a box in her magnificent room and took out an ornate jade jewel box. Inside the box is a small bottle of pale pink liquid. Mameha ran up to Miyuki's room. She could already feel Miyuki's presence. Shiriwa is close behind her.
As Mameha entered the room, Sesshoumaru is just about to lay Miyuki in her bed. Mameha rushed to Miyuki's side and hurriedly slipped the small amount of liquid in her mouth. Miyuki willingly allowed her mother to do so.
"Rest well my dear. We'll leave you now," assured Mameha as she stroked Miyuki's hair.
With that, everyone in the room moved to leave. Miyuki, however, struggled to talk.
"No..." Miyuki stretched out her hand and tugged on Sesshoumaru's kimono sleeve. "S-stay with me... Please."
Mameha smiled at Sesshoumaru before leaving the room with Shiriwa. Sesshoumaru smirked inwardly when his mother closed the door. Sesshoumaru sat on the edge of the bed beside Miyuki. Miyuki heaved a sigh in content. Having Sesshoumaru within her reach; with him by her side was everything she had always wanted.
Miyuki woke up hours later. She noticed that Sesshoumaru was sitting on the plinth at her balcony. Miyuki propped herself up on her bed. With Sesshoumaru in the transcendence of the sunlight, it just goes to show how beautiful Sesshoumaru can be. Miyuki smiled.
She got up and moved - but really like floating, that's how elegant she is - towards Sesshoumaru. Of course Sesshoumaru could sense her coming, but he just remained as he is. He leans against the wall and his legs stretched out on the plinth.
Miyuki went to sit on the plinth that is perpendicular to where Sesshoumaru is sitting. From there, they could see the view of the large lake and the greeneries beneath. Sesshoumaru noticed that the wound had already healed.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" asked Miyuki softly as she looked up at the golden colour flying up in the skies. Her room is high up, the highest room in the castle. She had requested for such so that she could get a clear view of the lake and the nature beneath it. Apparently, anything that would break the fall should anyone jump over would be the trees below.
Sesshoumaru smiled and the next thing Miyuki knew is that Sesshoumaru is right beside her. Miyuki grinned beautifully as she leans her head and rests it on Sesshoumaru's right shoulder. Way down near the lake, the two of them could hear Jaken shouting out for Sesshoumaru. Miyuki chuckled softly.
"You really shouldn't do that... He left his group to become your servant." Miyuki giggled.
"He always finds me. If not, I would conveniently bump into him." replied Sesshoumaru nonchalant.
"You never really wanted to harm him, don't you? You may seem all harsh and all. You still have gratitude."
"Why are we discussing this?"
"I don't know."
"Gratitude. To think you'd think someone like this Sesshoumaru would be gratified."
"Yes. I do think so. You're a dog after all. Dogs have keen sense of gratitude."
Miyuki chuckled when she saw Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed. There is no hint of smile on his face at all. Behind her, Sesshoumaru's clawed hand crept. Miyuki looked at Sesshoumaru and smiled. Sesshoumaru gave a smirk and aimed his claws at Miyuki's waist.
Miyuki gasped at the sudden contact and short pain. Miyuki struggled softly under the ticklish pain. She was not at all bothered by the claw. He did not reveal his poison - hurting her was not the last thing he'd do, it is one thing he would not do at all - but he knew Miyuki's most ticklish point. Miyuki continued to struggle but there is no way Sesshoumaru would let go. Well, not after what she said so nonchalantly that is.
Miyuki laughed as she tried to release herself from a certain demon lord's wrath. She moved and in her attempt, she sat on Sesshoumaru's lap, straddling him. She probably barely noticed it even, that she had her arms around his neck, as she was still laughing. It took her a few seconds to realise that Sesshoumaru was no longer tickling her; he is just resting both his hands on the side of her waist. When Miyuki realised the situation she is in, her cheeks burnt flame red. She brought her hand down from his neck. She tried to move, but Sesshoumaru's hand wouldn't let her to. She looked over Sesshoumaru's right shoulder into her room in embarrassment.
Sesshoumaru looked at Miyuki in total awe as he caressed her right cheek softly. For the first time in so many decades, Sesshoumaru was not thinking about having power. He was not thinking about wanting dominance; nor was he thinking about killing other people. He just thought about those things that happened before he wanted power, dominance and everything else. Well, killing people ruthlessly and becoming a cold, uncaring demon did manage to suppress the bitter feeling he had. Now that Miyuki had come back, he did not need to be that. He could be as he had been before; though it would definitely be tough. There's a lot that Sesshoumaru wanted to ask Miyuki, but evidently Miyuki was not yet ready to tell anything.
Sesshoumaru moved his hand to under her chin and softly turn Miyuki to face him. Miyuki's red colours to the cheek returned when she noticed how close her face is to his face. Knowing that trying to move would be futile, Miyuki tried to calm herself down. In the end, Miyuki gave up. She just looked straight into Sesshoumaru's eyes. Her left arm reached out to cup his cheek.
Sesshoumaru closed his eyes and lean in towards her palm. Miyuki calmed down, though she barely noticed. Sensing the anxiety leave Miyuki, Sesshoumaru leaned in. Miyuki was shocked, but she quickly collected herself. Miyuki responded to Sesshoumaru's kiss, and Sesshoumaru took this opportunity to deepen the kiss. Miyuki wrapped her arms around Sesshoumaru and lock it there. There is no way she is going to let go of this moment.
Suddenly, Sesshoumaru stiffened. Miyuki was flustered at his sudden change and looked at him questioningly. Sesshoumaru moved so that both of them return to the safety of the balcony. He set Miyuki down.
"Mother..." Sesshoumaru addressed coldly.
"I'm terribly sorry, my sweetheart. I noticed Miyuki had awoken. How are you feeling, my dear?" Lady Shiriwa said, more to Miyuki than to Sesshoumaru.
"Uh... I'm fine. The wound had long gone."
"I can see that, but you would definitely be injured if you two sat there from such a height. Anyway, I need to speak to my son."
"Hn," replied Sesshoumaru before leaving the room with his mother.
Before Lady Shiriwa went out of the door, Miyuki noticed a look on her face.
(Author's note: Some balconies, they have those railings and stuff that holds the people in, or to prevent kids from accidentally falling and something. Now, it's mainly made of metal or glass, or just plain bricks. But if you can imagine something like French balconies, you notices that on top of those pole thingy, there is like a platform wide enough to sit on. That is what I am referring to. I have trouble trying to find the name of that thing, and I doubt many people would have an idea what those things are - unless you architects. That platform is, as far as I could figure out, is known as a plinth. So, what I'm trying to portray here is that, the balcony is a rectangular box. The longer length is the door that connects to Miyuki's room. The other three sides is where the Sesshoumaru is sitting on the width of the balcony, with his back against the wall, on the plinth. Miyuki is sitting on the other length of the balcony, on the plinth, therefore it is perpendicular. I really hope you can visualised this scene. Really, do let me know if the previous three paragraphs makes not sense at all, I'll get an illustration done. =))