NOTE, YOU NEED TO BE PLAYING 'KAGOMES AND INUYASHA THEME SONG WHILE READIN THIS, again it will put you into the story more :) Iv very pleased to hear that my fans are liking this new story.

Sesshomaru walked west with her in his arms, bridal style. She lay lifeless, yet with her life. Even as he entered his castle, it seemed as if he had lost his hearing. Everything seemed slow around him as he carried her to a room and laid her on a bed. Her black hair was dirty, her clothes were dirty, she was dirty. He was not about to bathe her himself.

Soon, two ladies filled the hot spring bath with blossoms and oils. The woman rolled up their sleeves and returned to the room. Sesshomaru stood in the room with his arms crossed and his eyes closed. He opened them when the women began to undress the Miko. He watched her clothes fall, his eyes rose to her body. One woman held Kagome up, ready to take her into the bath. Her body was beaten and torn, and she looked too thin. A normal man would go straight to straight breast, but he looked at her ribs, the large open cut in them. The woman turned and began to walk into the bathing room with her, and Sesshomaru followed.

He watched as the women went into the water, with their clothes still on, but with Kagome naked. The women used sponges to clean her body, the warm water running over her body. Even with all the oils and flowers, all he could smell was her blood. The dirt washed from her body as did most of the blood.

It was time to do her hair. He didn't know why, but he felt the need to help. The woman gasped when he sat his arm out, a sign that he wished for them to lay her neck on his arm. Sesshomaru was knelt over the spring, not in it. As he held the Miko's neck the women washed her hair, getting deep, and cleaning it well. When they were done, Sesshomaru raised Kagome back up into the women's waiting arms. The water made a smooth sound moving around Kagome's body.

He watched as they dried her and placed her in a plain white robe. He then had them place her in a large bed. They left, but he stayed.

He didn't know why he was standing there, why he had stayed and watched. He was thinking, contemplating her existence and why Naraku feared her so. As he watched her sleep, he found himself wondering what she would do or say when she woke up. It doesn't matter; what was done was done.

Sesshomaru walked to the window and stood, he would wait till she woke up, he would wait and see for himself. He had let her live, why, why had he let her live. Why had his sword not worked? He left his sword he noted, he would get it back later.

Kagome moaned in her sleep and he caught himself looking at her.

The morning sun would soon rise, Sesshomaru walked up to her bed and looked down. "You should wake Miko" He didn't know why he said it, not as if she was listing to him, Even if she was awake he doubt she would listen to him, she was hard headed.

He knew the monk would be here soon, she had to awaken before that, even it that meant he had to demand it of her. Kagome moaned again and again; he looked down at her. She was still in pain.

The sun came in the window; his eyes were still on her. Her face softened, and soon her eyes fluttered open. Her hazel eyes frozen on his gold ones.

It was a frozen moment as they looked at one another "Ses, Sesshomaru?" She asked, his name confused. "It is I, Miko."

Kagome looked to the side, once again showing him the mark he left on her; he didn't take his eyes off it, and she soon looked back at him. "Where are we?" She asked softly, "Whesoftly,s Inuyasha?"

He could not help but get a bit annoyed at the last question, yet she must not have known.

"We are in the West Miko, my home; as for the half-breed-" He paused; he was not one for starting pointless battles. "He is with the dead one." It was true, not a lie. Kagome looked confused.

"How, how did I get here?"

Great, now he would have to tell her; he could do that; he was not afraid of a mere Miko. "I carried you."

She was silent for a moment; he could tell she was confused. "You should rise, Miko; the monk is coming to retrieve you." Sesshomaru turned to walk out of the room,

"Wait," Kagome said quickly as she sat up. Sesshomaru stopped but did not turn around.

"What happened? I know something had to happen, Naraku!" Little by little it was coming back to her, but not fully. "What happened Sesshomaru?"

He was not going to answer that,

"I know not what happened to you, Miko."

It was not a complete lie, he didn't know how she came to lay dying under that cherry blossom tree, all he knows as how she came to be alive and with him, and she did not ask him of that. Kagome blinked and looked down at the sheets; she was clean and in a white robe. Kagome looked back up at Sesshomaru; she wanted to ask him many things, the things she should ask, things he was waiting on her to ask. But to question him? He saw her hesitation and began to walk away. The door closed slow behind him, she didn't know why but a tear ran down her face.

Sesshomaru left the castle, the monk was coming to him they paused when they reached each other.

"Lord Sesshomaru," Miroku bowed his head.

"The Miko is inside,"

Sesshomaru then walked away; Miroku watched as the Lord left, his sliver hair swaying in the calm wind.