So I'm going to finish this as best as I can, I don't know why but this story made me real interested to finish. I would like to credit Amaterasu1969 since I stumbled on her SesshomaruxOC fic just recently and I remembered my own story. I will promise you the cliché is going to end on Chapter 5. I find it silly now.

I have to say I don't know the plot of this story anymore but I will concoct on one. I hope I do justice to my 19 year old mind at that time I wrote this.

I noticed that I went from –san to Lady. I'll be sticking to the Japanese honorifics from here on to maintain consistency.

Feel free to review. J

Chapter 6: Golden Eyes

"Hoshi-sama!" An exuberant girl with long black hair rushed from the foliage. She had a small pigtail at the side of her head. She was clothed in a beautiful orange and yellow kimono. Her eyes shone curiosity as they landed on me and she stopped in front of us.

I shook my mind. The silhouette had been taller, I'm sure. Maybe the recent clash with Byakuya scarred me more than I thought.

"Hello!" She smiled up at me. I looked nervously at Miroku a bit. I'm never good at children. I cleared my throat and bent down on my knee, " H-hello. Err, did you come alone from that forest?" She looked back at the thick row of trees and smiled back at me, "Of course not! I was with Jaken-sama and Sesshomaru-sama!"

Sesshomaru.

I arched a brow at her and stood up straight, "Miroku, do you know who those are?" Miroku scratched the side of his cheek sheepishly, "Well he's-"

"Sesshomaru!" Inuyasha's cry pierced the sky and the red clad hanyou burst out of the hut, a trace of noodles upon his chin. He had brandished Tessaiga, ready for battle. The enormous size of the sword still scared me. Demons and their weapons, really.

Inuyasha rushed to the foliage and an exasperated looking Kagome rushed out from the hut as well. She had a quiver strapped to her back and a wooden bow painted red was in her left hand. She caught sight of me with the monk and the child Rin, "Hey Kagome. Who is Sesshomaru?"

She looked at the forest and no sooner Inuyasha sailed up to the sky. I do envy their ability to defy gravity. I wish I had enough skills to propel myself that high. The sun bled red, the clouds made a menacing environment in their violet glow.

"Foolish hanyou." A cold, velvet voice broke from the shadows. I zeroed my eyes to the thick trunks. There was a figure there. Miroku pushed me aside and from my peripheral vision, Sango was here too. Just who is this Sesshomaru? First Naraku, then this Sesshomaru guy comes into the picture.

I threw a glance at the hut, I had a weapon there. "Can't let you have all the fun, now can we?" I muttered to myself and rushed to the hut. I scoured the room, Kaede's tired old eyes landed on me and she ushered me to her.

"Child, this is no fight for you. Stay here and let Inuyasha handle Sesshomaru." Her aged voice fell upon my ears. I sighed, a tired sigh. I couldn't really stress this old lady out. I can't help but soften up for her. She reminded me of my grandmother back in my time.

"Kaede-sama!" The same girl, Rin, peeked into the hut and rushed into the shelter. "Rin, you are here! What business does Sesshomaru-sama have here?" Her kind voice and demeanor calmed the hyperactive child.

"Sesshomaru-sama said there is a presence in your village." The young girl answered and she sat beside the old miko. I stared down at the girl, Presence? Was that me? Must be nice to have a welcome party to the Feudal era, I don't remember reading any demons in the textbooks though.

I moved to my gym bag, the weight of my kenjutsu uniform and my items felt reassuring. I sifted through the pack, my hands secured upon the lacquered texture of a familiar scabbard. I ran my hand up, grasping the weapon under its guard before lifting it out of the containment. The darkening sky did not filter out all the light, the light shone off the metal tsuba. The tsuba held an embossed chrysanthemum design, and its intricate design was embossed on a gold plate.

The tsuka was even beautiful despite its continued use. The fabric used seemed to never taint nor yellow with age. It remained as powder blue as it was since I remembered. The metal underneath was snow white, unmarred like pristine white snow. I held it up and brought it under the scrutiny of my eyes with the aid of the fading light. The weapon felt heavy but comforting.

I pushed myself off the floor and made my way to the door. I looked at Kaede, "I'm sorry Kaede-sama. I will have to fend him off too if I have to. I hate being a burden more than anything." I sauntered out with those words. Her aged eyes looked at me with a weird expression before I set out.

My eyes fell upon a weird frog like creature. He seemed pretty much like an imp. Is that a two headed staff? I squinted my eyes. It did look like two heads. "You useless ningen! You should be grateful that Sesshomaru-sama graced you with his presence." No sooner a black boot kicked him from his banter.

My eyes traced up the white hakama that were ballooned to this newcomer's ankles. His abdomen was protected by a black armor which was kept by a beautiful yellow sash with violet linings. His hair was silver too, just like Inuyasha. Magenta stripes were at the side of his face, two on each side while an indigo crescent moon seemed to be painted his forehead. Maybe they're related.

However it was his eyes that made me stare at this newcomer. Beautiful gold eyes. They seemed to be like molten gold, purer and clearer than Inuyasha's. I really think they're related. "Let me take a guess, you're related to Inuyasha, aren't you?"

Everyone turned to me, flabbergasted at my inquiry but the newcomer was already staring back at me. He stayed silent and I gripped my sword. "Not that the silver hair and golden eyes give it away though, not at all." I added and cross my arms over my chest while still keeping a firm hold on my sword. The golden eyes trailed to my weapon. I could swear they widened a bit but maybe it was a trick of the light, which there hardly is.

"Onna." His gaze was fixated at me. Unwavering, cold and hard golden eyes met my own. I arched a brown brow at him, "Is there anything I may assist you with, your Lordship?" I threw in a sarcastic tone. I could see Miroku have an internal fit at my side at how I was addressing the newcomer.

His eyes narrowed at my inquiry but his face was stoic and his gaze drifted down to my sword. "That sword." I unwound my arms off my chest and brandished the sheathed sword to him, a look of confusion on my face. "My sword? You mean Kyoukotsu?"

The mere mention of my swords name caused him to stiffen, if his posture could be any stiffer. "How did you come to possess this sword, Onna?"His smooth voice pierced the tense air and I slid the sheathed katana along the belt of my borrowed red hakama. My hand settled on the kashiri of Kyokotsu. "It was a gift to me as a child."

This Sesshomaru person proceeded to walk headed my way. "Give it to me, girl." I glared at him and gripped the handle of my weapon, "Why should I give it to you, your Lordship? It wasn't yours to start off with." If he did want to fight me, I was ready to pull the blade out of the saya. That didn't happen though.

"Sesshomaru! I didn't know you like to bully girls now." Inuyasha jeered and rushed to the taller silver haired male. Sesshomaru parried off with his own sword and jumped back at the force of Inuyasha's attack. He seemed hardly fazed at the assault, his eyes redirected back to me. Why does he want my sword really?

"Hanayume." He spoke, his eyes never leaving my figure. Everyone threw confused glances at him, even I was confused at the word he uttered. Was it a name? Hana.. yume? Suddenly a headache pierced my brain and I clutched the side of my head. I shut my eyes in pain and images flitted into my mind.

Hanayume.

Golden eyes. Silver hair. Chrysanthemums.

I gritted my teeth, the pain continued to ebb. "Kurenai-sama, are you all right?" The worried voice of the monk beside me inquired. I threw a pained glance at him, his hands were stop mid-air afraid at my reaction. He was still a lecher after all. "I-I'm fine. Still winded after that fight with Byakuya." The pain started to ease up and I dropped my hand back to my side. This Sesshomaru, just who is he?

"I'm sorry to ruin your day, my Lordship but I am not relinquishing this sword so easily." I spoke and I could almost see a ghost of a smirk plastered on his face. He studied me intently, that cold gaze calculating before he turned to leave. "Jaken, get us supplies."

Jaken looked shaken but immediately saluted to his lord's command. "Y-Yes, Sesshomaru-sama."

The white clad demon sauntered back to the deeper shadows of the forest. I relaxed and so did everyone else. My eyes never left his figure as the darkness slowly took him into its embrace. Kagome came to my side, "Tachibana-san, how'd you get that sword?"

I sighed at her mention of my family name, "I had it with me all the time and please don't call me Tachibana-san. I'd rather be called Kurenai or just Rei for short. I personally find Kurenai to be a mouthful." I caressed the tsuka of my sword, it helped reassure me. Inuyasha eyed me from behind Kagome, "Rei, do you have any idea why Sesshomaru would want your sword?"

I shrugged and joked, "Maybe because it's pristine white and beautiful. I'd have to say a beautiful sword like Kyokotsu would match him. "

"Keh. There's no stopping you." The hanyou folded his arms and jumped up to Kaede's roof. Clearly put off by my sarcastic speech. "Rei-chan," Sango was beside me, I hardly even noticed, "that sword." I gazed down at my Kyokotsu.

"That's a demon sword, right?"

My eyebrows shot up in surprise. My sword? A demon sword? That can't be. This was a gif given by someone in my childhood. "That can't be. This sword came from the modern time." I looked back at her as I took it from the belt and nearer to me and Sango for closer inspection.

"The forging of this tsuba is not achievable by any human sword smith. Also, if you are familiar with youki, you will feel a dormant aura of youki. "

"Youki?" I asked and looked down upon Kyokotsu. "Is that like some spiritual thing?"

"Not entirely. It's like a demonic aura." Kagome sufficed. I pinched the bridge of my nose and groaned. All this feudal business is really not my thing.

Unfortunately, I've got no choice but to put up with it. For now.

Tsuba - guard of the katana

Tsuka - handle of the katana

Onna - woman

Kyokotsu - Flower Heaven

Youki - demonic aura/energy

Kashiri - pummel/base of the katana handle

Ningen - human

Miko - priestess

Hanyou - halfbreed