A/N- alright, so I had a bit of trouble writing this one, simply do to having no motive to write. I mean your guys' reviews are great, but sometimes I go to write, look at the page; laugh and walk away. Oopsie.
Anyway, here it is;
-Ser
~Sesshomaru~
"I may have found a way." The miko spoke.
The beast that was Sesshomaru shot his head up, forgetting of the human-head sized tears falling from his crimson eyes. In the current form he was stuck in, he could not communicate using words. He just looked at the girl, urging her to go on.
"What did you find?" Sango spoke for him, but wasn't looking at her. Her eyes were resting on Sesshomaru's crestfallen form, emotions open on her face like a picture book. He knew she understood his pain. Long ago he'd been informed of her kid brothers decease. At the time he'd thought little of it, as he held no emotion for the slayer female. But now, under the circumstances they were, he had no choice but to feel, and understand.
"The chances are few, and slight, but I doubt you care. As long as there's a chance. Correct?" The priestess stood in front of the wooden well, leaning back on it with the palms of her hands on the ledge. They all nodded, agreeing without hesitation. She went on.
"It would be painful for a demon to go under the needed amount of purification..." she paused glancing at Sesshomaru. He growled lightly at her.
This Sesshomaru does not care! I'll do it!
She cannot hear you.
I know that.
She nodded, taking the growl for what it was, and continued.
"It would take about an hour, and once it is completed, you may not be able to move for maybe double that time."
You under estimate me!
Miroku chuckled, hearing the low rumble coming from the demon lord.
"I wouldn't assume such things if I were you." Sesshomaru snorted in agreement. The miko nodded.
"I though you might feel that way. Alright." She paused. "This is what we have to do." They all gathered around her, while Sesshomaru sat in the farthest corner of the meadow, not wanting to step on them.
We have to change back! He urged his inner beast, willing with all he had that he could return to his more ningen state. He couldn't help Kagome when he was stuck as a giant dog!
I can try, but there are no guarantees. His beast sounded hesitant, and within his mind, Sesshomaru nodded. A small whine left the lords snout as his beast tried his best to consort them back into their other form. The whole group watched, curious, as the beast slowly deformed and fell to the ground, before raising once more, and slowly turning back into the Sesshomaru they had come to know.
"Continue." His deep baritone voice emanated throughout the clearing, startling them.
"Of course." The miko bowed, and continued on. "To create a portal from here to the future into this well, the one using it will need to have a lot of spiritual power put into them, much like the girl you told me of. I am assuming that the demon who took her, somehow had reminantes of her power within him..?" She trailed off, looking for confermation. Sango and Miroku both nodded and she went on.
"So, in order for you to go through it," She gestured to the demon lord, "You would need her spiritual magic to get you though. I have never heard of a time traveling well, and I doubt anyone but the girl who found it, can give you the magic needed to get you through."
"But how are we supposed to get magic from Kagome, when she's the one we need to save!?" Kouga shouted, getting pissed.
"We have to find Kikyo." Sangos cold voice sent shivers throughout them.