Finally as the sun was touching the horizon Sesshoumaru stopped in a small clearing and relinquished his hold upon the girl. He made his way over to a tree and sat down so gracefully that the girl who was with him began making gagging noises at him. He raised an eyebrow at her in question.
Kagome saw the raised eyebrow and knew he wanted an explanation of her actions. "Your perfectness makes me sick." She bit out to him. "No one and I mean no one can be as perfect as that." She pointed at him. "You probably have some habit that makes you not so perfect, and absolutely refuse to let anyone see you in your moment of unperfectness."
"The words you speak do not exist. As for me having habits that degrade myself you are incorrect." He said in a disgustingly silky voice.
Kagome narrowed her eyes at the demon. "Quit being so perfect! There is no way a kami can be as perfect as you!" She marched up to him and plopped herself down in front of him, and began staring hard at his face.
"What is it that you are doing." He stated while looking at her.
"If your going to ask someone a question ask it don't state it! And for your information I am waiting for your moment of unperfectness to appear…. Wait! Stating a question is not perfect! Ha! So you aren't so perfect after all!" She smiled a big stupid grin at him.
Sesshoumaru was very tempted to roll his eyes at her but settled for leaning his head back against the tree and closing his eyes.
Kagome sat there staring at the being before her, when she was reminded of a problem that she had earlier in the day. Hunger pains began to pull her stomach inwardly and the familiar feel of nausea hit her once again. "Um hey? Where can I get some food"
Sesshoumaru lifted his head and stared at her. "There is a stream just on the other side of the trees, you may find some fish there." He leaned his head back once again and closed his eyes.
Kagome sat there with a confused look on her face. "Now how the hell am I suppose to get these fish that may or may not be in a stream that is supposedly on the other side of the trees. Plus, considering we are surrounded by trees would you in all your perfectness at the very least use a perfect finger to make a perfect point in a direction in which this stream is in."
Sesshoumaru snapped his head up and glared at the girl and her condescending attitude. "How and if you find fish there is no concern of mine. As for where the stream is located I suggest you go and find it."
Kagome huffed as she stood up. "Fine! Even your haughtiness is perfect!" She turned on her heel and headed off into the forest to find the stream.
Sesshoumaru was enjoying the reprieve of the annoying girl when a scream entered his ears. "OW! MOMMYMOMMYMOMMY!" He gave an uncharacteristic sigh and slowly brought himself to his feet and went in the direction of the screaming girl.
When he arrived at the stream he found the girl sitting on the ground, ankle grasped in her hands, eyes closed tightly and watering, and taking hissing breaths through her tightly clenched teeth. He walked up to her and looked down at her ankle and felt the urge to just turn and leave her to her own devices, but instead stayed his feet. "Girl"
Kagome slowly opened her tear filled eyes and looked up at the kami. "I hurt my ankle."
Sesshoumaru didn't really need her to point out the obvious, with his superior senses he could determine what was wrong with the girl. He kneeled down next to her and attempted to grab her ankle from her grasp, but was thwarted when she pulled it closer to her in an attempt to hide it from him.
"Don't touch it." She snapped at him.
He looked up at her with eyes slightly widened. Was she so simple to think that he was going to do her more harm? "Girl"
Kagome stared at him with her most pathetic 'I'm a weak girl and am far to sensitive to be caused any pain what-so-ever' look. "It hurts and it will hurt worse if you touch it." She whined at him.
Sesshoumaru grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands from the swollen purple appendage. He then gently grabbed her ankle with one hand and her foot with the other, and lifted it up, slightly turning it from side to side examining it closely. He raised it up to his nose and gave it a good sniff causing Kagome to fall backwards.
"Hey!" Kagome yelled as she propped herself up on her elbows.
Sesshoumaru raised his lip slightly in irritation. Not only was her ankle bruised and swollen, but the bone was slightly cracked. He turned a hard piercing stare upon her. "Explain"
Kagome looked at him like he was stupid, which apparently he was. "Clearly I have twisted my ankle. It should be pretty obvious." She hissed in pain as he gripped her ankle a little tighter.
Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at her. Did her need to be so impertinent know no bounds? "I am well aware that you have twisted your ankle. Explain to this Sesshoumaru how you acquired such an injury."
Kagome looked wide eyed at him. "Your name is Sesshoumaru?" She placed a fist to her chin. "Killing perfection? That's what your name means right? So are you the kami of death? I had always assumed that the god of death wore all black and walked around with his huge sickle ready to lop someone in two and take them to the nether world. I mean here being we are in the nether world after all and…. OW!!!" She screamed out as the man holding her ankle gave it a good squeeze in order to silence her.
"My name and where we are, are of no importance. Now do not make me question you again as to the cause of this injury."
Tears filled Kagome's eyes and her bottom lip began to quiver. "You don't have to be so cruel you know." She whispered out in a tight voice. "I can't help it that the rocks here are slippery, and the fish move to fast for me to catch." She dropped her head placing her chin on her chest trying to hide the tears from him.
Sesshoumaru was sorely tempted to sigh in disgust, but using his superior ability to contain himself, he bit back the urge. Setting down her foot with a gentleness that belied his stature, he adjusted himself and picked the girl up bridal style, and carried her back to the clearing.
He set her down against a tree and looked down at her with irritation in his eyes. Now not only would he have a simple ningen following him around, but an injured one at that. They were so weak and fragile, it was a wonder so many of them survived as long as they did. He moved to sit down across from her, but was halted by her words.
"I'm still hungry." She whined at him. "And my foot hurts."
Sesshoumaru clenched his fists at his side in order to contain the irritation she was causing to build up within him. Without turning towards her he swept out of the clearing not saying a single word to her about where he was going.
About an hour later he returned with the remainder of the deer he had killed and eaten most of, only to let off a slight growl at the sight that met him. Curled up into a ball at the base of the tree was the annoying girl, sleeping. He stepped up to another tree and hung the rest of his kill in the branches in order to keep other animals from getting it, not that he would let them, he needed the meat in order to keep the girl silent about her hunger problems. He moved to sit down at the base of his own tree, when he was once again stopped by the ningen female.
He turned at the sound of a soul gripping whimper and the scent of tears. Now the girl was crying in her sleep. He stepped up to her and looked down at her shivering form and wondered for the briefest of seconds if she was shivering from her dream or because she was cold. Her shivering was noted to be because she was cold when she tried to curl herself up into a tighter ball.
He raised his lip in disgust with himself and his instincts, he was going to do the one thing he never wanted to do with a human…. cuddle. Yet, the girl was under his care and as something under his care, his instincts told him to make sure that she is well taken care of and safe. Well, he hasn't exactly been following through with his instincts. For starters the girl was hungry, then there was her injury, and now she was cold and suffering internally. This was exactly why he didn't have any companions with him, they always needed something, and humans were by far the most needy of all creatures.
Taking a slightly deep breath he resigned himself to doing what needed to be done in order to take proper care of the female that was his to care for. He removed his armor, sat down next to her and being careful of her ankle, he pulled her into his lap and wrapped his Mokomoko-sama around her. She shivered for a short time longer until the warmth removed the coldness from her skin, but her tears still continued to fall.
"Home… I want to be home." She whimpered in her sleep.
Sesshoumaru looked down at the girl's face at her words. He had wondered where she came from since he first saw her. Her scandalous clothing, her way of talking without a scant trace of respect for those better than her, and her oddly clean scent that had an unknown underlying source to it. Something told him that she wasn't of this land, but yet at the same time was.
She let off another heartbroken whimper and he instinctually nuzzled her neck in order to calm her while sending soothing vibrations through his chest. She tuned closer to him and buried her fist into his haori, and instantly her tears stopped. This pleased him and disgusted him at the same time. It pleased him that he had such an effect over her, but his disgust with the mere fact that he was coddling a human outweighed all of that.
Sesshoumaru held the girl to him though the night, and as soon as her heartbeat changed and her breathing accelerated, he moved her back to the ground, so that she wouldn't wake up to him holding her. It would do no good, for the female to wake and find herself cuddled up to his person, for she would probably accuse him of caring for her or some such nonsense.