chapter 35: Time.

The room was quite and all was still. There he sat in a chair in the middle of a large room. He had pulled the chair from the vanity desk and had situated it near enough to the bed he currently did not want to sit in. he knew his companions worried about him, but their worries mattered not to him. His mind however, did worry of one person. Where was she? When was she? He did not really know, but he did know that all he could do was wait and pray that his enemies did not get to her before he did, or they would perish painfully. He glanced at the calender for again, he had looked upon those dates for an infinite amount of time and if a being were to count how many times that he had looked upon a calender or clock in yearning, they would surely run out of numbers to say, for he had surely looked upon one for as many times as the number pi had decimals places. The young kit was no longer a boy. He had grown much in the years and had taken a mate, his Rin. Inuyasha had even settled down with some bat hanyou that he had approved of. The monk was still under his protection even now and served him. He remained alive due to a mark placed upon his right wrist many years ago.

"Lord Sesshomaru, what is this mark going to do?" asked the confused monk as all their companions stood around watching. Inuyasha and Shippo standing near to take witness to the happenings.

"Simple, my mark will bond you to me as a servant of the west, you will work for me and therefore you shall live as long as I do."

"I see, this will help me to live till when Kagome is?"

"Yes."

"Thank you for giving me this gift."

"It will not be easy, working for me over the centuries."

"I know but anything is worth being able to see you two reunited, and I wish to see lady Kagome one more time before my own end comes upon me."

"Hn."

"Yeah, yeah, hurry up already, jeez yuh hentai monk with your stupid sappy monologues, gosh we all want to see the wench too, now can you get on with it already!"

"calm yourself yasha, you only want to go off and see that bat hanyou."

inuyasha's ears plastered themselves to his head as he grumbled, but didn't deny the validity of his older brothers statement he did want to see the pretty hanyou he had met not but a month ago. It had been a year since Kagome had left and all were antsy to do something or be of use finding the girl, but no matter where they searched it seemed that the monk was right in his assessment. The girl was no where to be found.

Sesshomaru took the monks right wrist and flipped it over so that the underside was facing up. He then took his claw and pressed it into the skin and pricked him. He then infused not only his poison but his youkai into the skin as he drew a small crescent upon the monks wrist, and watched as he bled for a second before the wound sealed itself over showing that his youkai had been accepted and that the monk had submitted to him. Once the wound healed all that was left behind was a blue crescent moon on his wrist much like the one on Sesshomaru's forehead.

the monk had been a diligent worker and a great asset to have. He spoke well and was able to talk himself out of anything, or into anything, but he was also very knowledgeable. The mermaid Ren visited them often when they made trips to the shoreline and would pass on information to be relayed to Hirohito. The king of the oceans did not seem worried and he was sure was conducting his own search for information even though he sent little word, only that he heard that another being was after the bearer of the tear and that he called himself Kumo no musuko, or the Spider's Son.

His eyes became mere slits as he glared at the overly large bed in his bedroom, memories of nights spent under the stars as a certain dark haired mermaid laid next to him, or in his lap.

He knew of the disturbances in the demon world, many demons were gathering under some kind of leader in search of something, or rather someone. He stood as worry seeped into his being, his back stiffening rod straight as the fact that he could possibly not be the first one to find her struck him. He squashed the idea quickly and hoped for the best.