AN: Hello! I am sorry for the later update, I hope this chapter will make you all forgive me. I want to say thank you to those who have been reviewing and following/Favoritig this story. Thank you.

Poll #1: Harry (Kumo) Sub or Dom?

Poll #2: Should Rin be a muggle-born witch?

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Kumo slowly woke up from his deep sleep to stare up into the starless sky, but into the strong rays of the silvery moon. The moon engulfed him with such warmth that he slipped his eyes closed once again and let himself bask in her glow. As his breathing started to even out, a soft touch brought him back. His jade colored eyes snapped opened and he shot out a hand that gripped a thin wrist.

His eyes meet pale blind blue eyes that had widen at the action. The snarl that left his dried throat was harsh and husky. The blue eye female looked frighten at the younger demon before her. Kumo pulled her onto his chest and held a set of claws to her thraot as he asked her who she was.

"Kawa. I'm called Kawa and I'm Lord Sesshomaru's personal healer." Kawa stated fast as she tried to stay still. She felt her body press against the strong chest of the demon and the slight blush that settled over her cheeks were over looked as fear kicked into her system. Kumo blinked at the demon lord's name passing through her lips and with that simple slip of the demon's name had him letting go of the women called Kawa.

"Forgive me." Kumo mumbled as he tried to keep the blush of embarrassment off his cheeks. Kawa smiply smiled at him with kindness that had him smiling softly in reutrn. "I did not mean to harm you." He stated as he scan her with his inner eye. He saw no injuries upon her body.

"It is okay." She said as she started to check if he had pulled any wounds opened from his movements. "It looks like you are all in order. Nothing has reopened from your movements, but I'll still want you to take it easy for now."

"As you wish." Kumo stated with a sharp smile. This women, Kawa, reminded him of someone from when he was just a small thing. He saw the light blush that coated her cheeks at his words.

"Kumo!" A small child like voice called out before he was crashed into. The small child that had ran into him looked up at him with her wide toothy smile that had him chuckling at her while his hand ran through her hair to calm her down. The child, Rin, giggled as she wormed herself into his lap.

"Kumo, okay?" She asked once she was in his lap. Kumo pulled her close to his chest and held her there and didn't form any words. "Kumo?" She asked softly with her facing slipping into a frown full with worry towards his person.

"I'm fine." Kumo whispered into her ear after he had calmed himself. He had wanted to be made sure that the child had been taken care of while he was out. He didn't get the chance to the last time he was awake. Rin smiled brightly at his answer before burrying her head into his chest with a content sigh.

"Kumo." Kawa stated with a frown while looking down at the child and demon. She didn't understand why her lord had agreed to bringing her with him, but she didn't like the human child. She watched how the dark hair demon looked at her with a soft frown as his eyes showed the question that he wanted to voice, but didn't know how. "Do be careful." Was her answer, but not the answer that she wanted to give. She didn't want to trifle with this particular demon. The power that he possesses was dark and strange to her, but it seemed to consume him like a lover's warmth. She shook herself out of her thoughts to stand and started to walk away from the two. The narrow of her eyes was the only shown emotion of the situation.

Kumo watched the strange women walk away with a frown. He felt a strange emotion coming off of her when the child had landed in his lap. It would seem that the female did not like Rin or it could be the fact that the child is human. Kumo's eyes slipped to said child and the smile that blossomed across his face would have melted anyone's icy covered hearts. He had always wanted children of his own, even before this life.

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His head shot up to the side when the leaves started to shuffle due to something or someone bustling behind them. He watched from the corner of his eyes and ever few seconds would glance over there, but to revert his gaze to the child as she pulled and tugged at his hair. His heart warmed up with affection that was not heard off of his kind, but the smile dropped once agian when the same leaves started to once again move.

He looked over to Kawa and saw that she was not paying attention and the toad, that was suppose to watch over Rin, was trying to woo the elder women. Rolling his eyes at the toad's adavnces, Kumo's eyes settled onto the leaves and stood up. That didn't even get a glance from his healer, nor the toad.

Some healer she is. Kumo thought as he shifted the child behind him. He felt Rin press herself against his leg as if still following his orders when they were trapped in the cave. He smiled at the thought, but it soon dropped as fast as it had come. The tree branches moved as leaves fell from their place and his claws had glistered with posion as he waited for whoever or what walked out.

A boot clad foot was the first object out from behind the leaves and bushes before a leg followed and the matching boot and leg appeared. His eyes traveled up the white hakama(AN:pants) clad legs, over the yellow and blue belt, pass the black chest armor, and lastly over the white clad chest. Eyes still traveling over pale skin to only stop at the golden orbs that stared right at him.

Kumo blushed deeply and before the other demon could see the cherry colored cheeks, he turned around and covered his face with his hands. It wasn't like he was shamed of himself, but he didn't want to grow attach to the other. He had a distance memory where anyone close to him had died. He heard the loud cry of the demon's name before little feet ran pass him to reach said demon.

Sesshomaru lifted a brow in a subtle like way at the dark hair demon in wonder before his eyes had lowered to his small charge. The large smile that had grew upon the child's lips had him filling up with warm feelings and with softer gold eyes, he walked pass the child with a nod towards her as if greeting her. The child's smile didn't drop, but she did follow the silver hair demon. Sesshomaru stood in front of the dark hair demon and without showing emotion, he glanced over to the others.

"Jaken," He stated with a cold stare and then his eyes turned to the women. "Kawa." The order to come towards him was not said, but it didn't have to be spoken. Kumo watched how the two straighten quickly and stiffly walked over towards their lord. The look in said lord's eyes was promising pain and Kumo didn't know why.

Kawa was the first to step in front of him and with a bow, she stilled. She saw, out of the corner of her eye, Jaken doing the same before standing still. Kawa felt the displease dripping off her lord and she droped her gaze. On the other hand, Jaken didn't know why he was being stared at like he was about to die. He hadn't done anything wrong.

They weren't off the hook when they decided to ignore his charge and the dark haired demon.

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Kumo had wanted to go to the river and take a dip into the water and getting the okay from his healer, Kumo started to walk towards the river. He felt the heated glares of the healer on his back, but not understanding the cause of said glare, Kumo left it alone.

Reaching the river in record time, Kumo slipped out of his clothes and stepped into the water. The early morning rays danced across the surface of water and with a simple smile, Kumo duck under the water. He blinked his eyes once his head was above water and he let his hands run over his long strands.

Kumo looked over to the side where his mirror had appeared. The mirror vision of himself smile lightly towards him and the sly twinkle in his eyes had the other vision coming closer. Once reaching him, Kumo blinked stupidly at him while looking down at the haori (AN: An over coat) that were in his hands. When he looked back up into the matching green eyes, Kumo dropped back to the fabric.

"What do you want me to do with it?" Kumo asked as if he was unsure of himself. His mirror looked at him with such stupidity that it had the other laughing hard. His laughter echoed softly upon the wind and without a second thought, Kumo lifted himself out of the river and grabbed the haori. He placed it around his shoulders and closing it with his hands, Kumo looked down at himself.

It had reached past his thighs, but still he couldn't bend over without his bottom showing. Feeling himself blush, Kumo hid his face the best he could without showing much. When he started to walk back with his clothes in his hands, Kumo didn't know what he was walking into.

Reaching the tree line, Kumo looked around the camp in thought. When he saw no one was around, he made his way towards his little bag that Sesshomaru had picked up at one point of his state of unconsciousness. Picking up the bag and flipping the flap that kept it close, Kumo picked out a set of traveling clothes before placing it down onto the ground.

Before he could remove the haori, Kumo felt a pair of arms land around his waist. He looked down at the clawed hands before his eyes lifted. From his postion, Kumo could only see the long silver strands called hair. He felt a light lick against his neck before Kumo had slipped out of the grasp. The two demons stared at one another.

I can not believe you! I hate you. Kumo thought as he finally reliazed who's haori he was wearing. He heard the chuckle of his mirror echo lightly in his head before he felt a pair of hands in his hair. Automainclly, Kumo looked up into the golden gaze.

The gold was cloudy with untold emotion. The jagger markers on the pale cheeks were even more wild looking and the slight poke of fangs told Kumo that the demon lord might not be in control with his actions. Without noticing, Kumo's eyes changed to a soft haze making his jade colored eyes a softer green and the spider like web formed the face of an old fashion London clock that appeared below his right eye. The two demons stared at one another as the world around them disappeared.

A pale marked hand left Kumo's strands of hair to lay at his lower back to bring the other closer. The younger demon leaned into the older demon and slipped a hand into the silvery strands of hair. The older demon slid his hand in the hair to the back of the black hair demon's head and leaned in with Kumo following. Lips brushing against each other, Kumo was the first to pull back with wide eyes and let a hand make contact with pale smooth skin of a cheek.

That had knocked the demon lord to consciousness and before the demon could gather himself together, Kumo had left with his things excpet for the haori that at some point was pulled off his shoulders. The demon lord was left confused, but was left with an after taste of fall, and crisped apples.

Kumo landed at the bank of the river out of breath with his face and shoulders covered in a deep cherry blush. He dropped to the ground and sat there as he tried to calm his racing heart. He looked up after calming down, but a dusk of a blush still resided on the bridge of his nose. Gathering himself, Kumo stood up and started to put on the clean clothes that he had some how managed to bring with him.

He slipped on the jade colored tunic over his head. The tunic reached just before his knees and it had slits that started at his hips. He slipped on a pair of silver shorts that reached mid-thigh before sliping on a black haori. The haori was big on him; it once belonged to his 'father'. The haori's sleeves reached pasted his fingers and it loosely clung to his body unlike the tunic.

Sighing, Kumo reached up to his hair and ran his fingers through it. Than he started to blush as the memorie of someone else fingers in his hair just moments ago. The blush didn't descend, but he took a calming breath and started to camb his hair out with his fingers. Once that was down, Kumo briad all of his silkly locks to the side and tied the end into a knot. With a bit of magic, he sealed the knot so that it wouldn't unravel.

Still with a blush upon his cheeks, but lighter, Kumo started his way back to the camp site slowly.

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