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Name of Story: Misa

Summary: Misa is an average human that wants nothing more to be a demon. She's tired of slaving away her days in the fields and her parents are pressuring her to marry a farm boy. But that all changes when she meets the cold dog demon Sesshomaru.

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Name of Chapter: Village

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It's been one week since I started traveling with Sesshomaru and so far, I've learned nothing about him. Except that he's cold and the heir to the Western Lands that his father owns. And Jaken worshipped the ground he walked on.

Sesshomaru was subtle. He didn't talk…except to silence Jaken's never ending complaints about me traveling with him. I laughed every time.

I've never laughed this much since I was little, I thought after Sesshomaru had to silence Jaken once again with his icy glares. I smiled. It feels so good. This is the happiest I've been.

I finally felt like I was free. I didn't have to take orders from someone else. I smiled and laughed more. I got to do what ever I wanted. Like, traveling. We were always on the move.

"Jaken," I said one night when we were sitting around a fire, "what is he looking for?"

Jaken sent me a glare, like he always did when I didn't use his title 'Master' or Sesshomaru's title 'Lord.'

"Lord Sesshomaru is looking for a sword that would defeat his father in battle." Jaken answered and I raised an eyebrow.

"Why would he want to do that?" I asked. Even though I hated my father, I couldn't fathom thinking about killing him.

"Power. Lord Sesshomaru desires it." Jaken answered while throwing a branch onto the dying fire. I glance at Sesshomaru from the corner of my eye. He was sitting peacefully against a tree, his eyes closed. But I knew he wasn't asleep. He never slept.

"Power. How stupid." I said and I could feel Sesshomaru's icy gaze on me.

"How could you say that, you stupid brat!" Jaken croaked, his green eyes glaring at me with hatred. "Power is the most desirable thing in the land."

"Exactly." I said. "People desire power so much, they lose their mind to it. They'll do anything to get. No matter what. Once they get that power, they forget what they wanted to do with it in the first place. That is, if you wanted to do good with it."

"Such nonsense," Jaken muttered. I looked at him, daring him to disagree with me. But he just stayed silent. I could still feel Sesshomaru's gaze on me but I ignored him.

I laid down next to the fire, using my bag as a pillow and fell asleep.

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"This forest goes on forever," I said the next morning as we continued our journey through the woods. I didn't mean it like to complain but it came out that way.

"Quit your complaining, human." Jaken said at once. I shot him a glare.

"I wasn't complaining." I replied. "I was just stating the truth. These woods just go on forever. It's really beautiful, if you think about it, actually. And the smell, it's wonderful." I reached up and plucked a giant leaf from a tree and smelled it. It had an earthy smell to it. I felt it. It felt like wax.

I simply loved nature.

"Such a strange human." Jaken said, looking at me, bewildered. I beamed.

"Thank you."

We walked in silence for a while. I kept looking at the tree's and sky, watching birds flutter about. It was really peaceful. I never heard so much quiet in my entire life. Everyone was always making noises in the village. Even at night. People snore loudly. Especially my father and brothers. It got really annoying after a while.

I faltered, seeing a lighter brown than the trees. I paused to look longer. It was a really tan color. Almost like a, nah. It couldn't be. We were miles away from a village.

"What are you looking at, girl?" Jaken growled, glaring at me.

"Nothing. Just seeing things, I guess." I mumbled and kept walking. Occasionally I saw that tan color through the green leaves. I really didn't think it was a village until we came to a break in the tree's. I gasped as I looked down at it. It was huge. It was definitely three times the size of my own village. Smoke billowed from small chimneys. Dots that I knew were people were running around with things over their shoulders.

I immediately looked at my ratty kimono. The hem was torn. The sleeves ripped in several places from branches getting snared on it. It hung really loose on me, having been my mothers when she was my age. I desperately needed a new kimono. I looked like a poor shabby orphan standing next to Sesshomaru. And it didn't help at all that it itched all over.

It was possible I might find a better kimono in that village and I had the money to pay for it, having stole most of my family's earnings.

I nervously looked at Sesshomaru, who was facing away from me.

"May I go see if that village has kimono's for sale?" I asked. "This one is about to fall apart on me." I smiled sheepishly.

He curtly nodded.

"Thank you. I'll only be a few minutes." I said, running down the hill.

I'm prone to accidents, so naturally, I tripped over a rock and rolled down the hill the last few feet.

"Owie," I moaned, rubbing my head when I landed. "Way to make an entrance, Misa."

"Are you all right, miss?"

I looked at the man standing over me, his deep brown eyes looking at me with worry. I nodded.

"Yes." I replied, standing up and brushing the dirt off my kimono. "Do you know where I can purchase a new kimono?"

The man blinked and stared at me for a while. I shifted uncomfortably. Finally, he answered me.

"Uh, yes. Just on the other side of town." He said.

I said my thanks and made my way through the town. People offered me food and jewelry but I wasn't going to buy anything until I bought a new kimono.

I finally found the clothing shop in the middle of the town and went in it. Bright colors immediately swam into my vision. I blinked, not used to seeing so many colors in one place before.

I smiled to the old woman and began looking at the beautifully designed kimono's along the walls.

These look awfully expensive, I thought, a grimace on my face. One caught my eye and I gasped. It was red with white blossoms embroidered near the bottom and the sleeves. The hakama's were red also with the white embroidered flowers near the hem. What puzzled me the most is why the obi was pure white.

"How much is this," I asked, holding the outfit.

"Twenty five hundred yen." The old woman answered in a strangled voice. I thought about it. I had close to thirty five hundred yen. That was enough to buy the outfit and some food.

"I'll take it." I said and she nodded. I handed her the money and she handed the outfit to me. "Is there anywhere I can change into it?"

"Aye, miss," She said, pointing to a small back room door.

"Thank you." I went in the small back room, that was cluttered with stuff and looked closer at my brand new kimono. It was soft and made out of cotton. Something I could fight and breathe easily in.

I took off my old kimono and set it aside and put on my new clothing. As I was tying the obi around me waist, I heard scuffling and a twig breaking behind me.

I froze and slowly turned around. There, in a small window that I hadn't noticed, was a man watching me.

I opened my mouth and scream escaped my lips.

"Pervert!" I yelled, running out of the hut and running straight to pervert and slapping him across the face.

"Wait!" He yelled, waving his hands frantically as I raised my hand again. "It was an accident! I didn't mean to see you undress!"

"I don't care!" I argued. "It was still rude to see a woman undress!"

I didn't know what happened next, but he was sprawled on the ground, unconscious with several lumps on his head. I blinked, staring at him.

"Uh-oh," I said, kneeling next to him. This wasn't the first time I knocked someone out. I knocked out Kale and Ryei when they stole my favorite toy when I was younger. "Are you okay?" I prodded the mans shoulder. He didn't move and I started to get worried.

What if I killed him by accident?

"Eh," I gasped, feeling something or someone's hand on my back side. I looked at the mans face. He was smiling.

I stood up angrily and kicked him in the stomach and stormed back to the hut to grab my old kimono and sandals, and my bag.

"Thank you so much for the outfit," I said to the old woman, bowing.

I turned and ran out of the hut, my face heated. I didn't stop running until I reached the spot on the hill where I left Sesshomaru and Jaken.

"Pig," I muttered, not seeing the bemused look in Sesshomaru's golden eyes. I continued to the way we were heading before we stopped.

It didn't occur to me until later that day, that I knew that man from a long time ago.

To Be Continued…..

Done! And no, that guy wasn't Miroku. Maybe a relative of him. Not sure. But he will show up again in later chapters…maybe. I hope you all liked it! I got to go work on When It Was Me now.

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Drama Kagome