Spending the entire day passing through the paths of every mountain in their way, a beautiful forest laid before Shiloh and Sesshomaru's eyes and the echo of a waterfall made itself present from a distance. Everywhere colorful flowers waited to be admired, small insects flying around.

Shiloh was fascinated by the scenery, this kind of natural fantasy could be seen only around castles. A blue butterfly sat on her finger and smiling, filled with happiness, she turned to Sesshomaru, who only then cared to look.

-We're wasting time with useless things, come. He said as he walked forward.

She followed him still keeping the butterfly on her finger then raised her head. The trees covered the sky, their thick branches and leaves created a crown over the trail they walked on. The sound of the water violently falling into the pool formed by it was soft, barely doing any harm to one's ear.

-You should find a place to rest. Sesshomaru's voice broke the silence.

-And what are you going to do? She asked curious waiting for an answer.

-The cuts from your leg and arm need to be cleaned. Go by the waterfall and take care of yourself. I will find a way out of this maze. «Something just doesn't feel right about this forest.» The demon looked around aside suspicious and turned, walking in that particular direction.

Shiloh had nothing else to do but to wash the wounds and the red that dripped all the way through. During crossing one of the mountains they encountered a demon which refused to let them pass,Sesshomaru being the one who choose to take him down due to her delicate condition. Unfortunately, during the fight, another opponent came and because she underestimate the true power of the surprise guest,she ended getting herself with new cuts. Furious,Sesshomaru formed around him a pool of blood.

The fox found herself in the middle of the forest where the high fall with crystal water gave a breathtaking image. The stones shined with a violet spark making it as magical as if it came out from a fairy tale. Her golden eyes looked around and admired for moments the scenery. Approaching the pool at the base of the waterfall,she sat down next to it,gently rinsing away all the blood than ran out from the deep wounds.

Sesshomaru's path got him in front of a line of splendid flowers which smelled as beautiful as the perfumes and oils his mother used to apply on her skin. From all that white blinding carpet, his eyes laid on a red one. Its petals were as red as passion and knew who this flower reminded him of. He did not hesitate so leaning over,his hand, which had a feminin air to it,stretched out ripping the green stalk. Offhandedly,he brought the flower up to his nose, inhaling the sweet scent of it which immediately got his senses drunk. A smirk appeared on his lips and continued his walk, holding the blossom between his long fingers.

Time flew faster than usual, the sun setting earlier. Jaken and Rin had to spend their night under the open sky without their lord and lady, for as they shall not return for tonight. The green demon was not happy about the situation and knew what to expect from the child who will soon start asking questions.

From where they were,Shiloh looked up and saw how the colors changed,from bright to dark, the sun preparing to die once more so his beloved, the moon,to shine over everything. She then again looked back at the forest waiting for the silver haired lord to come. A part of her was feeling guilty, she promised she'll return as soon as the sun will set but instead, she'll sleep without the little girl by her side.

Minutes after minutes passed and it was getting darker and darker and still no sign of Sesshomaru. The full moon rised above on the deep blue sky, its light guiding everyone's way and little stars danced around her. Fire flies came out from their hiding places and flew everywhere, giving Shiloh a peak of their dance. A hidden hotspring caught her eye and right away she wanted to get into it but at the same time she felt that it would be nice to wait for Sesshomaru to come too. Seeing that he was not having any intention of showing up, she started undressing, all her clothes being nicely put on a rock. Her foot touched the surface of the water and soon after, her whole body slided in the warm liquid.

A pleasant feeling filled her body and mind, smiling, she closed her eyes,resting her head against a stone wall. Everything was feeling so good, peace and quiet, only small stings that came from her wounds bothered her some time to time.

Silently, Sesshomaru arrived at the waterfall and saw his partner's clothes lying aside. The vapors of the hot spring drawned him to it and as he got closer, he caught Shiloh as she was bathing. Of course she felt his presence and turned to face him seeing that in his hand there was a flower. Her lips curved as she continued her bath, the demon sitting on the ground. She did not minded being looked at and not feared if he would've cared to join her. It wouldn't be the first time they see each other's naked bodies.

Her long fire hair was to be cleaned from all the dust it had been through and as she finished with it, she let her body covered by the steaming water, slowly walking closer to Sesshomaru. Her wet hand reached out for him, the devilish smile appealed to the demon and those cat eyes almost called for his touch. A little bit of fun wouldn't hurt anyone so instead of luring him into the hotspring next to her, she threw liquid drops into his direction. His unimpressed expression showed no sign of happiness or annoyance.

She laughed sticking her tongue out calling him "no fun" but behind the uninterested face he had put on, his eyes admired what was before them.

As Shiloh got out of the hot water and passing by him to take her clothes, finishing tying the ribbon around her waist, his hand surprised her and placed the flower behind her ear . Gently he slided his palm down her neck stopping between the breasts. Those long and sharp nails of his slightly scratched the skin making shivers run down her spine.

The feeling was good but she could not just play his game now. Taking out the flower from her hair, she smelled it, deeply inhaling its drunking scent, then looking at him, she grabbed his chin. He thought he will get another sweet kiss from her velvet lips and leaned his head over to hears just to find out a kiss was not in her plans.

-Go and take a bath, you stink, dog. Her palm stopped his lips from reaching hers and pushed him aside.

-I, Sesshomaru do no –

-Spare me, Sesshomaru. Her "talk to the hand" sign was put right in front of him. She did not had time for his mumbling and formal talk with references to him.

He had no other option but to keep his mouth shut and words for himself. The demon was fond of her short temper which could've burst into flames as soon as someone would've talked when she was simply not in the mood to hear one's voice. Her lack of patience during her irritated moments most of the times ended with severed heads rolling in the air and falling on the ground.

Her different personalities sometimes astonished Sesshomaru. So many faces in one body. One day she was the sweetest living creature on earth, the next day or, worse, moment, a different one who lived only for its own needs and pleasures.

She looked at him and realized he had one arm,being uncapable of taking down the armour, or at least, that was what she was thinking of.

-Do you need any help?

Of course,because of his pride he would've said "no" but words were not necessary, his silence spoke for him.

-Alright then… Shiloh shrugged and disappeared in the forest to go find some fallen branches to use for fire.

Finding himself alone, Sesshomaru begin to take off his fur, untying the blue and yellow material which held his words, the armour being the hardest to get out from. The intrussive thought his mind came up with was Shiloh to see him struggle and come in help left him with an irritated face. Getting help and pitty from someone would've wounded his pride, making him feel useless. He became a three legged dog after the battle with InuYasha for Tetsusaiga and since then those around him constantly asked if he needed help with anything.

As he managed to get rid of the black armour, looking behind him, he placed it on the ground. There was no one to see him and caught no scent of somebody peeking on him from behind the trees. His shoes were too left next to a rock and without hurry, his hand took off his red and white kimono together with the simple one underneath it. His toned chest, strong arms and well defined back were revealed. He looked like a masterpiece which he indeed was. Years of training formed his body, a killing machine. His height intimidated those who encountered him.

His burgundy birth marks from his lower back streched to his hips and lowest part of his abdomen, following down to his private parts. The warrior posture made him an image worth wiping for and Shiloh from a distance had let out a silent sigh. Sesshomaru flexed his back muscles moving his shoulders backwards - it was as if the waves on an ocean were carried away, that silver long hair of his falling over his body like a veil. His pants fell to the ground and his long, well shaped legs made the young woman get closer to him, still hiding.

The thought of touching his pale soft skin like a rose's petal ,feeling the shape of his muscles,his hair running through her fingers started the fire of desire inside her which boiled her blood making her body feel lighter. Her fangs and nails grew longer as her eyes burned with the lust, longing for him.

The silver prince of the West stepped in the hot water and immediately sliding in its depth closing his eyes. Shiloh walked out and dropped the wood she found on the ground, making noise letting him know she's there. With a snap of the fingers, the fire was made.

A particular scent invaded Sesshomaru's smell, it was hers but different at the same time, and he knew that scent very well. She was interested and wanted physical contact but unlike what she used to do with others, this time it was up to the dog demon to woo her. A mating ritual, the male impressing the female. One of the problems they both know it existed was that each of them represent the strong, alpha kind,and a mating ritual between them would be the same as an ego battle - blood to be spilled.

At this moment, Sesshomaru couldn't bring himself into a fight with her. He knew her powers still not have been recovered so he chose to wait for the perfect moment. His partner must be an equal opponent, strong and concentrated,so he could also enjoy pinning her down.

Shiloh starred at the God before her eyes and got aroused with every second. Thinking about him and his hand touching her body, sliding it over her curves,his eyes piercing through her soul, his fangs and claws ripping her skin letting blood drip,his hips thrusting inside her with all his mightiness, her hair being pulled, these thoughts made her lust for him more than she ever did for any other man. He was what she wanted,what she needed, with him she would've feel everything she ever wanted. He is capable of bringing her to the seventh heaven with his perverted ways.

You must be blind to see him as a saint when he reeks of the scent of evil and viciousness; but this angelic yet dangerous look that under it was well hidden the devil himself was the first thing that draw Shiloh to him, danger being one of her stimulants.

He turned his head to her and saw her looking at him as if she was inviting him next to her, filled with desire. Her devilish smirk revealed her fangs and he too smiled satisfied. The fox's scent was so strong, it woken up every demon looking for a good time taking them out of their dark hiding places. He felt how his hunger grew stronger within him,desire and thirst taking his heart and body captive. He swiped his tongue ocross his teeth, after bitting his lower lip. His mind began being embraced by euphoria, his claws screeching on the rock his hand was resting on. His heart was racing, his senses going crazy, his skin was clawling, the beast inside him desperately fighting to escape.