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She realized that she had spoken her thoughts out loud as the pressure of the sword against her neck increased. In reaction to her life being on the line and forgetting that she was already dead, she pushed the sword away from her neck and stood up craning her neck so that she could lock deadly glares with the god before her. Following his line of questioning or stating the obvious or whatever she threw a question or a statement at him. It all really depended on how you looked at it. "Yes"

Ok so not the wisest thing to say to someone twice your size, with claws, fangs, swords, an aura that screamed die, and a glare that says people have dropped dead where they stood upon the receipt of said glare. But she was at a loss as to what exactly he wanted, which just reinforced the idea that all the kami were just down right insane, with a capital INNNSAANNE!

She was shocked at how narrow his eyes could be and not be completely shut. Which brought her ADD'ed mind to ponder on something else. How could he possibly see out of such narrow slits? She tilted her head to the side and got up onto her tiptoes in order to get a closer look at his eyes to see if he could actually see her through those narrow openings. Which based on the position he quickly put her in told her that he could see her very clearly, for now she was being held up by the throat getting a up close and personal glimpse of those eyes.

"You dare invade this Sesshoumaru's space with your ningen filth." In her fight against choking to death, her mind somehow managed to ponder on how his questions weren't questions at all. Somehow he managed to make them into a statement, an order, and an insult all wrapped up nice and neat, and delivered with an accuracy a sharp shootist would envy. So through her choked filled haze she spit out the most intelligent thing her mouth could produce. "Huh?"

Sesshoumaru stared at the creature in his hand and wondered at her sanity. Did she not know who she was dealing with? Apparently not for if she did she wouldn't be hanging from his hand struggling for breath and escape. He couldn't kill her since his nemesis seemed to have an interest in her, for she held possession of the scared jewel, but he couldn't let her know that. No he would keep her alive in order to draw out the hanyou fiend Naraku, then kill them both.

Dropping the girl to the ground he watched uninterested as she gasped for breath. Turning to walk away he gave her a command and figured that if she knew what was good for her she would follow it as a worthless ningen should. "Come" He wasn't the least surprised when she failed to follow through with his order.

Kagome sat on the ground wheezing for breath truly unconcerned with the crazy god before her and cursed all the kami mentally to the deepest level of hell and back several times. During her vulgar thoughts on what the kami could do with themselves, especially one kami in particular, his deep voice interrupted her thoughts, with another one of his one word commands, statements, or whatever it was.

Come? What was she, a dog? She now realized why humanity feared death. It wasn't so much the dying, or how you died, it was the insanity you had to suffer in the afterlife that was too much to bear. She always thought those who were put in institutions for mental disorders were off their rockers, well whatever was wrong with them was nothing compared to how utterly nuts the kami were.

With what he said to her next sent her into a rage. Dead or not, kami or not, and pain or not she had sailed headlong into Rage City, and in her little trip to the city she should have made a pit stop. Common Senseville, had sailed by her widow and she didn't give it a single glance. She was a woman on a mission and nothing was going to stop her, and in Common Senseville that's exactly what would have happened. She would have stopped and thought about cause and effect. Cause: Her big mouth. Effect: Excruciating pain. See cause and effect, but she was too close to Rage City to care.

His words shattered her rational thought. "Wench you dare disobey me." Clamoring to her feet and moving to stand in front of him and getting into her most defiant stance of hands on her hips, she let loose her tongue. "Wench? How dare you call me a wench! I don't care if you are a kami or not, you WILL NOT speak to me like that!"

If Sesshoumaru questioned her sanity before, he was sure now that the girl was definitely mad. She took him to be a kami? If he were one to wish for power it would be the power of the kami he would desire, but he was no kami. Although, if she thought him to be one he wasn't going to deny it, being if it took her to think him as one as the only way to get her to obey, then so be it. "As your master I will call you what I wish. Now come."

Kagome's blood red rage was swirling around in her head so furiously that she could in no way form a coherent sentence. So what should have come out as "Go to hell you sorry bastard!" came out instead as "Um you… ugh… jeez…. I… uh… hey… you… you…. AGHHHH!" At sounding so stupid in front of the sexy god and seeing his raised eyebrow at her blabbering, she threw her arms into the air and began stomping off in the direction he was previously headed.

He watched in mild amusement as she went through her little display and listened to her mumble something about arrogant kami, and what he specifically, could do with his self as she began walking off. Walking off after her, catching up to then passing her, he could have sworn he heard her growl at him as he breezed by her. She may be human, she may think him to be a kami, and she may be insolent and mouthy, but she was rather entertaining.

Kagome stared at the silvery hair of the man walking in front of her and was battling fiercely against the urge to reach out and grab a handful of it, just to see if it was actually as silky soft as it looked. Then again she was after all dead and yes she could feel pain since she was as she concluded in hell, so how much harm could it cause if she were to actually reach out and touch it? Its not like he was paying her any attention anyway. She had posed a many questions to him about being dead, and what she had done in her life to be sent to hell, and just how far down in hell was she? Every question was met with silence, not even a glance was threw her way, so that meant he didn't care whether she was there or what she did… right?

Finally loosing the battle against the urge to grab his beautiful hair, she reached a hand out and slowly extended it until it was within grasping range. Just as her fingers were about to make contact with the silky stuff a growl reached her ears. Looking around for the source of the growl and wondering if woodland creatures were sent to hell, she realized that the growl came from her companion in front of her. Which made her ponder if he was a god of animals, since he sounded just like one.

A few hours later she realized that in hell not only do you suffer from pain, and insanity, but you also suffer from hunger and the need to go. It was turning out that being in hell wasn't so different from being alive with the exception of a lot more pain and crazy kami giving you orders and asking strange questions. She let go of the thoughts of the similarities and differences between earth, hell, alive and dead for more pressing, or pressuring matters. Namely the pressure of her bladder informing her that it was about to explode and soon if she didn't release its contents. Then there was her stomach informing her of her impending upheaval if she didn't put something in it soon. One was empty the other was full and she wondered if the body was so great why couldn't her organs get together and solve their problems on their own. Deciding that her organs weren't near smart enough to solve the problems at hand, she decided that it was time to inform the god creature in front of her of her impending and immediate problems. She was sure that he wouldn't refuse her, why would he?

"Um, excuse me?" She said as politely as she could. She hoped that being polite and nice would get his attention and she could voice her problems to him. Well being polite and nice didn't quite work out being he just kept walking as if he didn't know she was even there. 'Ignore me will he?' She thought angrily. So instead of asking or demanding that he acknowledges her, she just stopped walking. She was sure that by her stopping it would bring the god in front of her to a halt. Boy was she wrong. Without missing a step he informed her that she was to come. "I ain't a freakin dog! So stop commanding me like that!"

She crossed her arms over her chest and turned her back to the infuriating god. Now if she understood that she wasn't dead and that her companion was in fact a dog she would have never turned her back on him. As it were, she thought she was dead and that he was a god and more importantly she was in hell. She understood that being in hell meant suffering, and torment, and that by being in hell you had to pay the price for whatever it was you did wrong while alive. However making someone walk for miles with a full bladder and empty stomach was well beyond punishment, it was just down right cruel.

Her companion halted his steps and turned towards her, narrowing his eyes in irritation. When he saw that her back was turned towards him, his beast growled in irritation at being ignored. 'Who does she think she is?' His beast growled, and he had to agree with it. Indeed who did she think she was? He took a step towards her in order to teach her a lesson in proper behavior, and halted when he saw what she began doing. Now he was sure the girl was utterly mad, for now she was dancing around while holding her middle.

Before he could demand an explanation of her behavior, she turned to him with her bottom lip between her teeth and eyes watering. "Oh my god I have to go!" Without another word she took off into the trees. His first instinct was to chase after her, but his common sense told him that the girl had to relieve herself and it would be best to let her go, lest she start demanding things of him with her incessant talking.

He was going to be very disappointed in his thinking that once she relieved herself all her problems would be solved and they could continue on their way.

Kagome, making her way back to where she left the strange kami was more than relieved now that her bladder was empty, but that made her all to aware of another problem… her now rumbling stomach. Stepping through a bush she made it back to the spot where her traveling companion was waiting for her, and as soon as he saw her he turned and began walking. "Hey!" She yelled from the spot he left her standing in. He didn't respond to her, he just kept walking.

Kagome had about all she could take, with the not answering her questions, making her walk for miles without telling her where they were going, and the just down right ignoring her and her needs. She surmised that as a god he should know what her problems were, yet he chose to just let her suffer and keep going to wherever it was they were going. Well kami or not she had had enough, so making an executive decision she turned and headed back the way they came. Her line of thinking was that even though she was dead, she could feel pain, and she was certain she was in hell, she still deserved some iota of respect.

She also decided that she would much rather explore hell and see if she could find a kami that would tell her what she had to do in order to get out of hell and move on to heaven. In other words get her punishment done and over with. The kami she was traveling with, as beautiful as he may be, wasn't much in the area of personality. He didn't talk, barely moved with the exception of his walking, and had an air of superiority about him that made her want to gag. Just because he was a high and mighty kami, in her mind, didn't mean he could behave the way he was or rather wasn't towards her.

She was brought out of her thoughts when somewhere from behind her she heard a growl. It was something like an angry dog, and it set her fear emotion into motion, actually it was a really fast forward motion more commonly known as running, being her mind kept telling her, 'angry dog… getawaygetawaygetaway!'

She didn't get very far before she was slammed into by a bus with arms and legs, and pinned up against a tree by said bus. That wasn't what set her fear addled mind into panic, no what did it was the feel of fangs digging into the side of her neck. Had she known that he was of the canine persuasion, and were she not a cat person she would not have began struggling and screaming in order to get away.

Sesshoumaru on the other hand was angry, and was in no mood for such actions. He pulled away from her remembering that she was a simple ningen without the brain capacity to understand the meaning behind his actions. "Cease this behavior." Kagome stilled instantly upon hearing his voice, and realized that it wasn't some kind of beast that was attacking her, but the kami she had been following for the better part of the day.

Realizing just who was attacking her, she went from panic to angry in the blink of an eye. "What is your problem? You don't just go around biting people on the neck! I don't care if you are a kami and I don't care if I am in hell, but I will not let you bite me like that!"
Sesshoumaru dug his claws into her arms. "Wench you will hold your tongue, lest you wish to suffer." He then spun her around and pushed her in the direction they were headed. Kagome stumbled a few steps and when she regained her balance she spun on the kami behind her. "I am not a WENCH! I am Kagome! KA GO ME!" Kagome walked up to him and craned her neck to glare at him.

Sesshoumaru looked down his nose at the disgusting human thing and had to suppress a growl at how her voice was making his ears ring. "You are as I say you are. Now come." This time instead of turning to leave and expecting the female to follow him properly, he grabbed her by the collar of her shirt and pulled her along with him.