Sesshomaru rested his eyes but awoke a few hours later; it was still dark and not yet early.
Once again, his thoughts landed on the Miko in his lap. She looked peaceful, but she was not at peace.
"Inuyasha, dont," She spoke in her sleep, surprising him. You call his name, but it is I who hold you.
His thoughts ran back; there was a time when she also tried to harm him, and she almost did. Was that ironic as well? They had both tried to harm one another yet were never able to do so.
He was after his father's sword, and Sesshomaru had to admit he had been foolish in taking the arm Naraku had offered him. But she had been brave once again, this time shooting an arrow at him, but at the time, he was in no mood for her. He warned her to stop and even told Inuyasha not to accept human aid, but what was he doing? He was using a human arm to take the sword his younger brother carried.
At the time, Sesshomaru was ruthless, and even his bother was wise enough to tell the young Miko so. But yet again she did not listen to either of them and fired another arrow, this time it hit.
He was shocked, and angry, why was it she always interfered? He knew for some reason that it would be no use to go after her. He remembered telling his brother to make her stop. If she could survive his poison and hit him with an arrow, maybe she deserved to live; after all, though many people thought so, Sesshomaru did not kill on purpose, and he could not fault her for trying to save her friends.
In the end, he left knowing that she could hit him and that Naraku was an enemy and a stupid one at that.
Kagome made another noise in her sleep and then turned away from him. You turn away from me in your sleep; will you also in your state of wake?
How was he going to speak to her when she woke up? He was a Lord of few words, of few feelings and she would be heart broken when she woke up, perhaps he would wait, not only because of his pride but of her feelings. He let his mind go back again; there were so many times he had fought his young brother, not all the time to hurt him. Sometimes it was to teach him a lesson, sometimes it was because he was angry, and sometimes he was fighting a unspoken battle with his brother for Kagome.
He had been there when his brother took her back to the well after their fight. Inuyasha had manged to walk fine with the whole he left in his chest. He was there when Inuyasha told her he was scared for her. It was a lie, but yet not a lie. The boy did care about her, but at that moment, he was saying it because he wished to send Miko away.
He watched as his bother tossed the girl back into a well, and he thought, what a fool.
He heard his brother tell the monk and fox kit that he had sent her back. That was when he had first learned of her home in the future.
Sesshomaru had seen many things over his life, over his hundred of years of living, a Miko from the future was not one of them and once again she had been placed in the back of his mind.
But it was now that he chose to stop and think about it all. Sesshomaru laid his head back against the tree, for some reason he wanted her to awake, but then again not, he did not know where to begin.
He then wondered how she would react to being in his lap, would she run away, would she allow him to keep her there? Sesshomaru could not believe himself to be asking himself these things. Hurry miko and awaken, this Sesshomaru's mind grows bored with thoughts, to many thoughts.
Maybe when she awaken he would stop asking himself so many questions. All his questions were about her, and why and how and when and if and or and so on. He was a great demon Lord, he had not the time for this, yes he did, Naraku was dead.
What would he do now, search for more power, what power could he seek. The jewel would offer him power, but yet he was wise; he knew the power of the jewel was evil, and he did not desire it. He looked down at Kagome again. It will be you, Miko, who will rid the world of the jewel; what will be your wish?
Another question to ask, when she woke up.