He became so lost in his thoughts that when he opened his eyes he was no longer in a clearing with the girl but completely alone. He looked around the clearing and found the direction in which the girl had managed to crawl away in and assumed that she had left in order to attend to some personal matters, so he relaxed himself back against the tree and waited for her to return.

When several long minutes had passed he realized that the girl wasn't coming back and was half tempted to let her go and hope that some wild creature would find her and rid his lands of her. Yet when he thought about something else taking the pleasure of killing her from him he rose and followed her scent, fully intending on bringing the girl back to the clearing.

It didn't take long for him to catch up to her being her progress was beyond what one would call slow. She was crawling through the woods on her hands and knees, going to he didn't know where, but had every intention of finding out. Considering she was small frail human, with no weapons to speak of, and injured as well. Add to that that her crawling was causing her more injuries to her bared knees, he knew there was no way she would survive were he to let her continue on with her mission to get away from him. Yet by letting her go he would be rid of her once and for all, but there was a risk that his enemy would capture her and then gain control of the sacred jewel that somehow ended up within this girl.

Then something else caught his attention. The mere fact that her clothing was already beyond what one could consider indecent, but add to that that with her upon her hands and knees she was giving him a view of the thin white garment covering her womanhood and her nicely rounded cheeks. Making him again wonder just where the hell was she from and did all females dress in such scandalous clothing, and if so where was this village of hers? Not that he would indulge in the flesh of ningen females, but that didn't mean he couldn't look and appreciate the appeal of a females body. And this female before him in proper receiving position was giving him something quite nice to look at.

He shook his head slightly ridding himself of his impure thoughts, especially of ningen females and one in particular, and stated out his question to halt her and bring her attention to him. "Girl, where is it that you are going."

Kagome halted her progress, if you could call it that and looked over her shoulder at the kami standing behind her. With a deep sigh she responded. "Well, I have bothered you to the point of insanity with my needs and I can feel your agitation towards me, so I figured that I would rid you of my insignificant presence." She said the last part with a slight hint of sarcasm in her voice.

He just stared at her and had to agree with her about the fact that she has been quite bothersome, and she was certainly insignificant in comparison to him, but to put her life at risk just to appease him was ALMOST worthy of respect… almost.

Kagome figured that her answer to his statement was acceptable and since he was doing nothing to stop her, she figured that he didn't care one way or the other whether she left or not, so she continued crawling through the woods. She really had no idea as to where she was going but so long as she was away from the being in white that was all that mattered.

Kagome got maybe another two feet away from him, when she was swiftly hauled up by an arm around her waist and carried back to the clearing from whence she came. It was slightly frustrating that she had made it so far only to be taken back in the blink of an eye. Yes, she had only made it about forty feet or so, but the thought that she had tore up the flesh on her knees was for nothing tempted her to want to cry in frustration.

Sesshoumaru placed the female back beneath her tree and gave her a scolding look, or Sesshoumaru's version of a scolding look which consisted of a hard stare. Just as he was about to further interrogate her as to her behavior, his lip curled as the stench of his worthless brother entered his nostrils. He gave it no more than a few seconds before the hanyou would break the tree line entering the clearing and wasn't disappointed when a figure clad in red appeared to the right of him.

"Leave hanyou." He stated coldly.

Kagome looked wide eyed at the figure and then heard the kami in front of her refer to him as a hanyou, and remembered that he had used that term once before on the dark being he had rescued her from. "Hanyou?" She questioned in a whisper. Her eyes shot up to the being still kneeling before her. "Half-demon?" She asked in awe. "So if half of him is demon what is the other half?" Her curiosity of this new information was overwhelming her mind, being that if this new comer was a hanyou and the dark one was a hanyou then they were either only half kami or not kami's at all.

Sesshoumaru in favor if ignoring the girl in order to tend to more important matters such as his uninvited and most definitely unwanted sibling.

"Keh, I ain't goin nowhere." The figure in red retorted. "Not until you tell me where I can find Naraku."

Sesshoumaru rose from his position from in front of the girl and tuned his hard golden eyes upon the cretin. "Your presence is not wanted here. As for information regarding the hanyou filth Naraku that is no concern of yours." Sesshoumaru assumed that that was enough of a dismissal to give the whelp a clue that it was time for him to leave. However considering how impudent creatures seemed to insist on seeing how far they could push him, he knew that the half-breed would stay his ground.

Inuyasha eyed the girl at his brothers feet and took in the revealing clothing she was wearing and smiled wickedly to himself. "Well, big brother" He stated condescendingly. "I never thought that you would sink so low as to rut with a whore and a ningen whore at that."

Again Kagome felt her eyes pop wide when the figure in red called the other big brother. Her mouth fell open and she stared at the being standing in front of her, then once again put her big foot in her mouth. "So if you are brothers then are you only half to?"

Sesshoumaru whipped his head over to the girl at the insult she had unknowingly just given him, and then whipped it back over to the laughing hanyou. He had to wonder if there was something in the air causing those around him to loose their sanity and treat him as if he wasn't something to be feared. While he was trying to kill his simpleton of a brother with his icy cold glare, he felt something grab his pants leg and begin to pull. Looking down he saw the girl with her hands fisted into his hakama using him as a means to pull herself upright.

He could feel the strain of his pants beginning to give as she pulled herself up and once she finally made it up the side of his body his control over his irritation had finally snapped with the words that fell out of the girls mouth.

"You two look just alike, with the exception of your markings and height."

Since there was no way that the girl could pose much of a challenge to him in his effort to release the stress he had to suffer because of her, he turned his rage upon the hanyou standing there smirking like he was the superior being. He wretched his self free from the girls grasp and in the blink of an eye had the hanyou pinned to a tree by the throat. Sesshoumaru stared coldly at the hanyou and was unsatisfied with how easy it was to pin the hanyou down. He needed more than this, so he flung the hanyou to the side and waited for him to get back to his feet before he attacked again.

Kagome stood there and watched as the two brothers fought unsure of what to do. She couldn't exactly get in between the two, besides with her ankle as it was she couldn't imagine being able to do much anyway. She also really hoped that Sesshoumaru beat his brother to the brink of death for calling her a whore.

She managed to hop herself back over to her tree and slid down it slowly and watched as the two brothers fought each other. She shook her head, these two gave a new meaning to the term 'sibling rivalry'. She always thought that her and her brother had intense fights, but these two tearing up the surrounding forest proved just how pathetic her fights with Sota really were.

It was well past midday when Sesshoumaru returned to the clearing where his fight with the half-breed had begun earlier in the morning only to find that the clearing was minus one ningen female… again. With most of his irritation spent by beating the hanyou into a pulp he wasn't nearly as upset that she wasn't there as he would have been if the hanyou didn't show up and serve to give him release of his tension.

Yet that fact that she made to leave once again did serve to nick at his annoyance, but not enough to cause him to growl. He quickly picked up her scent and followed it towards the stream and as soon as he stepped out of the trees his eyes were given a treat while his ears were assaulted with a very loud, very high shriek.

Sitting in a shallow pool of the stream where the water only came up to just under her breasts was the girl, red as a setting sun covering herself from his view. Now knowing she was a simple ningen should have been enough to make him take his leave of her, but seeing her sitting there in all her naked glory, with droplets of water trailing down her pale skin, froze him in place.

Kagome stared wide-eyed at the man standing on the bank of the stream as her mind screamed at her 'why isn't he leaving?!' She knew that the water wasn't hiding much of anything from his stare and the fact that he was just standing there staring only enforced that thought. Finally she got her shock and embarrassment under enough control to voice her command at him. "Go away!"

Confusion was the first thing to go through his mind. 'Go away? Now why would I go away? I am the lord of the west and I will do as I please.' He was almost tempted to nod in agreement with his thoughts but since that was a completely stupid thing to do, he didn't.

Kagome seeing that he wasn't moving nor did he even make the slightest acknowledgment that she had said anything told her that he was far to absorbed in staring at her naked form and that she had to take action to get him to leave. So raising her hand she slapped it in the water and was pleased with the result for only the shortest of moments, for as soon as the water hit the man in the face pulling him out of his stare fest he pounced on her.

Kagome cursed her injured ankle again for the millionth time that day, being she couldn't run from Sesshoumaru after she splashed him. Not that she could have gotten away with a perfectly healthy ankle, being he has the ability to move faster than one can blink, but that didn't mean she couldn't try. Although, she assumed that even with a healthy ankle she would be in the position she was currently in, which was her laying on the grass with Sesshoumaru standing over her with his booted foot placed directly between her exposed breasts holding her down.

Sesshoumaru looked down at the naked girl being held down by his foot and for the first time in his many long years was unsure of what to do. Of course being who he was, he could do anything he wanted. He was angry that she had dared to wet his person. Yet she was laying naked for him to take, on the other side of this she was a simple ningen. However, it had been a good long while since he had had a good rut, and although she was indeed a ningen she was a female.

The question came down to would he be able to live with himself if he rutted the ningen? He supposed he could so long as no one ever found out that Sesshoumaru, the daiyōkai of the West, lord of all those beneath him, had rutted with a human.

That damn need to sigh heavily due to the ningen at his feet reared its ugly head, and his irritation was returning ten fold. How could something so small and insignificant as this girl cause him, of all beings in existence, to feel the need to do things he had never once in his life had the urge to do before, such as sigh. He curled his lip in irritation and glared down at the girl.

Kagome laid there staring up at the overwhelming being holding her down and she didn't know if she should be afraid, angry, or confused. Yet, when she saw him curl his lip at her, her fear took control of the situation. She wanted so badly to struggle against the foot that was holding her down, but considering what happened the last few times he was angry with her, she didn't want a repeat performance. She didn't know what to do to appease him in order to make him remove himself from standing over her or to remove the anger from his face. So she did what any embarrassed afraid female would do… she cried.