Chapter Two
Sango"What?" My words are venom as I answer the phone. I've never felt so much anger for another living being in my life, and I don't hide it from the vermin at the other end of the line. I start walking toward the end of the hall, away from Kagome's room, so that she won't overhear.
"Where the fuck is she, Sango?" He growls out his question.
"Safe. Stop calling me." I enter the small vending area and peruse the drink machine, looking for anything she may like.
"I swear if you don't bring her back-" I cut him off by ending the call. I have 74 text messages from him, unanswered, in my inbox over the course of the last hour and a half. I go through and click on the messages to clear the notifications. Most of them are the same.
Where is she?
What did you do with her?
I knew I couldn't trust you.
I swear nothing happened.
She was fine when I left
She wanted it rough
I know where you live.
And, of course, his most recent message.
If you don't bring her back I'll fucking kill you.
The list goes on and on as I scroll through my phone. His endless attempts to bully his way into getting to her aren't going to work on me. I angrily punch the button for an electrolyte drink I've never heard of and wait for it to clatter out of the machine, catching my breath while I wait for it to fall. I can't let my anger get the better of me. Not today.
Locking my phone, I find myself glad I decided to leave Kagome's behind. Gods only know how horrifying his messages would be to her directly. I can barely take it myself, but thankfully he's giving me all the ammunition I need to bury him. I will eventually block him, but I want him to dig himself deeper first.
I take screenshots of the many incriminating texts and send them to my work email to help pad the restraining order before Kagura sends it in. I greatly appreciated her coming when I called, especially because she wasn't working tonight since I genuinely didn't trust another soul with this. Not with someone so precious to me. If I can trust anyone to have integrity, it's Kagura. Koga's family is big and powerful. Big and powerful families always have someone in their pockets. Fortunately, I have some big powerful people in my pocket as well. I put my phone to my ear as I complete a call.
"Hey. It's worse than I thought. Can we come stay with you for a bit?" I ask. He's been expecting this call since I texted him an hour ago.
"Of course. Anything for you. Let me just evict this house guest real fast." He assures me, but I can hear trepidation in his voice. Don't tell me- I groan internally when I hear Kikyo's cackle in the background. Of course it's fucking Kikyo.
"Inuyasha, she's so bad for you!" I scold. That woman will absolutely ruin his life and take every penny and shred of dignity he has on the way out if she can.
"So you always say." He sighs, and then I hear him call out muffled. "Come on, Kikiyo. Time to go. I have company coming." The words on the other end sound garbled and distant before he's talking to me again. "When will you be here?" He asks.
"Like an hour," I respond curtly. Kikyo's voice in the background sounds whiney and seductive, and it causes me to bristle. I fucking hate her.
My attention diverts momentarily as I hear the nurse finishing up in Kagome's room. My speed picks up and I make my way back, eager to get to her side as quickly as possible. Kikyo is the least of my problems right now.
"Perfect. See you then." He says, sounding out of breath, and the line clicks dead. I don't have the time to overthink that, though— I have more important things to worry about right now.
The nurse passes me as she leaves the room and I quickly slip in after her and make my way to Kagome's side. She is drinking from the tiny paper water cup as I enter. She sets it back on her bedside table, empty, and I immediately hand her the bottle I just purchased.
"You're an angel. I don't deserve you." She almost falls into some of our typical banter, but the words seem to hit her harder than expected, and her eyes cloud with tears. "Fuck." She groans, angrily wiping at her eyes to still the tears.
"Hey," I say, wrapping my arms around her shoulders to shake her from the thoughts trying to take over her brain. "You deserve to be loved. You deserve to be cared for. You deserve to be safe. I will tell you that every day until you believe it." I say, crossing my fingers over my heart. It's an old remnant from our childhood, and she smiles faintly at the memory as she curls into me a little farther.
"Hold on," I say, pulling away. Just as she's about to complain, I swing my feet over the side of her bed and curl up next to her, arms around her torso. "I love you Kags. Always have. Always will." My cheek rests against the top of her head, pulling her in close. She may never know the extent of my words, but I push every bit of sincerity into them as I hold her. She curls up into my side, going stock still and silent, and I can tell she's far away again, re-experiencing something horrible. I hold her a little tighter to remind her that I'm here and not going anywhere.
I'm hyper vigilant as we pull out of the parking garage of Kaede's. I don't want to risk for even a moment that Koga could potentially track us down, and this trek from point A to point B may be the most dangerous one we've taken today. I look over to Kagome and take her hand in mine, careful not to let on that I'm concerned.
"We can't go back to my place tonight. I want to stay with a friend. He has a really nice house in a gated community, and I think we'll be safest there. Does that sound alright?" I glance at her briefly before pulling my eyes back to the road. It's not technically a lie; his house does have a gate around it.
"Oh. Okay. Who's is it?" She asks, but she sounds far away.
"Inuyasha, my friend from Shikon U. Do you remember him?" I ask, "He's the half-demon with the long white hair and dog ears?" I offer, trying to gauge her reaction. She stiffens a little.
"Maybe vaguely. He's Yokai?" She asks.
"Half. He's great, Kagome. Really sweet guy, I promise." I assure her, trying to read the look on her face. She thinks for a moment before nodding.
"I trust you. If you say he's cool, then let's do it." She agrees, yawning and rubbing her eyes. My heart really takes in her words. I feel honored that someone who's been through so much still feels like she can trust me.
"Great. We will be there in about 15 minutes. Why don't you close your eyes, love?" She leans her head back and lets them close.
The rest of the drive is quiet as I let the radio drone on in the background. It gives me too much time to think about what I've heard and witnessed today. Koga is not only dangerous but persistent. He isn't going to give up easily on Kagome, and that is going to spell a whole lot of trouble for her in the long run. A part of me wishes we could skip ahead to the part where she's better and he's out of her life forever. Unfortunately, it isn't that easy. This will be a harrowing journey for Kagome, and the only thing I can do is sit on the sidelines and support her with everything I have.
I feel powerless. As powerless as I have been for the last eight years, watching the person she used to be wither away and die, knowing there was nothing I could do to stop it. I am so grateful that she finally felt like she was ready to leave and that she trusted me to help her in that moment. She's finally out. That's one crucial step taken entirely of her own volition, and hopefully, that will only set her up for success.
I startle, pulling up to the security station outside of the front gates of Inuyasha's estate. I had been driving on autopilot this whole time, thoughts elsewhere. I hadn't even realized how close we'd gotten. I roll down the window to greet the familiar, if not very tired, face of the guard.
"Hello, Miss Sango. Good to see you again." He gives me a warm smile.
"Tsukuyomaru, I see you got stuck on call tonight. Thanks for being here to help us get in." I return his smile and then crinkle my nose and lower my voice conspiratorially. "Kikyo leave yet?" I ask him with a heavy stare. We both hate her.
"She sure did, ma'am. Thank goodness." He winks at me before getting back on subject. "Who's your friend?" He asks.
"Kagome Higurashi, she should be on the list," I say.
"Yes, ma'am. Mr. Taisho added her. Do you happen to have her ID and some DNA?" I reach my hand out the window with her ID and a lock of her hair ready, courtesy of Kaede. He takes a copy of the ID and hands it back before he works on the hair. After a moment he turns back to me.
"Alright, she's all added to the barrier system. If she has any nausea, vertigo, or brain fog, give me a call. It was a pleasure to see you again, Miss Sango." He says as he pushes the button for the gate.
"You too, Tsukuyomaru. We'll have to catch up sometime soon, yeah? Have a good night." I say as I pull my car forward, and the gates close and lock behind us.
The estate here isn't precisely a gated community like I told Kagome. It's a massive gated property with its own yokai protection system. Inuyasha Taisho is the youngest heir to the Taisho family. His parents have been molding his brother to take over the family business for ages, but with Inuyasha being the younger brother, he really just gets all of the social pressure and almost none of the benefits.
Inuyasha and I were very close friends in college, which continued even after graduating. Unfortunately, so did his relationship with Kikyo until recently. Somehow the woman is still hanging around in his life despite my near-constant complaints about her. You'd think that would mean more coming from his best friend.
Kagome and Inuyasha have never really met in the time I've known them. At most, they've crossed paths a time or two. They ran in different circles in school, and Kagome took our law program very seriously. She didn't leave herself much time for a social life as it was, and once Koga was in the picture, things became even more complicated.
Thinking back to that time sends a shiver down my spine. There is so much I regret from college, and the most significant thing will always be that I let Koga get close to her in the first place. I will never forgive myself for that.
"Kagome. We're here." She jumps as she wakes up, looking around wildly to take in her surroundings. The look of fear in her eyes makes me want to do incredibly violent things to the demon who put it there. "You're safe. I'm here. Are you ready?" I push a strand of hair out of her face and behind her ear to look her over.
"Yeah. I'm good." She mumbles. I meet her on her side and help gather her things before we head up the stone steps to the front door. The door opens as we approach and Inuyasha greets us. His arm drapes effortlessly around my shoulders as he pulls me in for a hug. His lips find my cheek in greeting.
"Hey, hun," I say, giving him a squeeze back.
"Let's get you two inside, huh?" He says, taking Kagome's bag in his hand. "I'm Inuyasha; it's nice to finally meet you." He doesn't offer a handshake, just nods in her direction. Inuyasha has a talent for reading people, and I think he can tell Kagome has 'Fuck Off' written on her forehead right now.
"I just put together one room for both of you. I thought you would want to stay together." He says as he leads us up the stairs. Kagome squeezes my hand, and I hear her quiet sigh in relief.
"Here's your room." He says, opening a door at the front of a long hallway. "It has an en suite bathroom here." He explains, leading us inside. The room is large, with a king-size bed and a TV on the wall. It reminds me of a hotel room, but it's warmer and more inviting.
"I'm sure you both wanna pass out, so I'll leave you to it. My room is at the end of the hall. Let me know if you need anything. I'll order in for breakfast in the morning. Have any preferences, Kagome? I know Sango is a waffle kind of girl." He winks at me as he says it, and a blush rises to my cheeks at the insinuation that I've slept over here before several times. Kagome looks between us for a moment before shaking her head.
"Whatever is fine. Thank you." She keeps her words short and takes a few steps away from him. He nods back at her before gesturing at me to come out into the hallway with him.
Kagome takes a long breath before plopping into a comfortable-looking chair beside the balcony doors. She draws her knees to her chest and rests her head against them. After a moment, she starts to rock slightly. Once I'm sure she'll be okay, I step into the hall.
"I'll be right back," I say, closing the door. She either doesn't hear me or doesn't care to respond so I shut the door behind me. Inuyasha is leaning against the wall until he sees me and starts heading toward his bedroom.
"Thank you so much, Inu. I really appreciate your hospitality." I say as we huddle outside his room, away from earshot of Kagome.
"Honestly, I appreciate you trusting me enough to bring her here. Girl's clearly been through it." He says with a heavy sigh that mimics how I'm feeling. "I can sense a temporary mating mark on her. Is that something I need to worry about?" He asks with raised brows. I shake my head in response.
"Bastard did that while he was fucking assaulting her," I explain, and I can immediately see the rage building on his face as he growls.
"What a disgusting bastard. That's the ultimate betrayal of trust, not to mention Yokai law. To force a mark on someone and tie yourself to them like that?" He looks disgusted as he crosses his arms. "If he did it tonight, it'll be on her for several months. She'll need to be careful since he can sense her through it." He offers his advice, and I nod. I have already thought about that, and I know that there's nothing we can do to reverse it right now. We'll just have to be cautious.
"Fortunately, I know your place, and Kaede's office has protective magic against that. So, for now, she's safe. Hopefully, not being around him can help weaken the strength of the bond so that she doesn't have to feel all of the emotions wrapped up in it. But I know there's not really anything we can do about it." I say. He seethes in silence for a moment, collecting his thoughts.
"She's gonna have an especially tough time moving forward until that mark goes away. He's going to be on her mind all the time. That's fucking evil." He runs a hand through his hair in frustration. "You made the right call, San. This is the safest place for her right now." He assures me. He moves in to hug me again. I allow his arms to come around me, and I rest my head against his shoulder for a minute accepting the emotional support he's offering.
It's been a long fucking night, and the comfort of his arms is welcome. He runs his fingers over my back in soothing circles and kisses the crown of my head. A huge part of me wants to stay in this moment with him, but the more significant part of me knows that I need to get some rest. Kagome is going to need a lot of support, and I need to try not to let myself get burnt out in the process.
He leans down and brushes a strand of hair out of my face. His hands linger on my skin, and then he tilts his head down to brush his lips against mine. The kiss is welcome at first, but then the thought of him and Kikyo rolls in like a dark cloud over my mind. I pull away.
"What's wrong?" He asks, like an idiot. If he doesn't understand by now, will he ever?
"I can't do this right now. I have too much to worry about. And– I just can't." I can't explain any more than that right now. I don't have the energy to talk about Kikyo and all of the bullshit around that situation.
"Sango-" He tries to protest, but I stop him.
"Goodnight, Inuyasha. We can talk more later, but I have bigger things to deal with." I whisper it as I walk away, heading toward the room where the most important person in my life is waiting for me.
When I enter the room, I start moving things around robotically, trying to make some semblance of normal out of all of the things here. I'm really glad I keep a go bag in my car for emergencies like this. When I look back at Kagome, she's watching me as I rifle through her clothes for something akin to pajamas. The pickings there were slim, and honestly, I didn't pay too much attention to what I was grabbing when I packed for her. Regardless, I don't want her to sleep in the clothes she's wearing after everything that's happened today. I move to my stuff and pull out an oversized T-shirt for her instead.
"Come on, love. Let's get comfortable." I offer, holding up the clothes in her direction.
She nods in agreement, and I help her get changed for the third time today. The scratches up and down her back restrict her movement as she tries to finagle her arms in and out of the shirts, and I have to fight the flinch that comes on watching her struggle. They look red and angry against her skin, and they have to hurt like hell. Rage bubbles up in my chest again, and I take a deep breath to calm myself. Kagome pulls the front of the new shirt to her nose and inhales with a smile. At least, I think it's a smile. It's faint, and it doesn't even begin to touch her eyes, but she seems pleased.
"Smells like you." She says it affectionately, and my heart stutters in my chest. Push it down, Sango. Not the time. I remind myself, returning her smile with a warmer one, trying to reassure her.
The two of us climb into bed together, and before I can even ask if she wants to touch, she's curling up into my side, and my arms are around her. I hear some light sniffles as we lay there in the dark, and I run my fingers through her hair until I can feel her breathing start to slow. Before long, she's asleep, and I lay there staring at the wall I can just barely make out in the dark while I hold her close.
InuyashaLight is pouring in through the open window in my bedroom as my eyes flicker open. Shit. Forgot to close the curtains last night. It's 7 am, and I'm now entirely too awake to keep sleeping. Sometimes the demon blood is a curse, especially since I don't sleep as long as the average human, even when I'd like to. I take in the state of my room as I sit up and rub at my eyes.
There's shit everywhere. Clothes, blankets, towels, toys, condoms. When Kikyo invited herself over last night, I expected the worst. Not for her to fuck my brains out, but I guess she still sees something in me. Or maybe it's that she sees something she wants in herself.
Here's hoping her new boyfriend doesn't find out. Not that he could make it past our defenses, but I'd hate to ruin our relationships with him. When I found out that she'd started dating Miroku, I was seeing red. The fact that either of them could think that was cool was insane to me.
She dropped it via text like it was nothing, but at least he had the decency to call and tell me what was going down. He said a bunch of bullshit about how, because she was a priestess and he was a monk, it felt like the powers that be were pushing them toward each other. Or some shit like that. I gritted my teeth and told him I was happy for him, but let's be real. Kikyo and I dated for years, and then someone I considered a friend swooped in and decided to start fucking her. That hurt. Especially after everything he and I went through after Sango and I stopped hooking up—the first time. I'm not even prepared to jump into that can of worms right now. Coffee first.
I make my way downstairs in sweatpants so I can get some started, clicking through the app for the breakfast place nearby as I go. I'm not used to having people stay with me long-term, so having Sango and her friend here will take a lot of getting used to. I pull things from cabinets, overly conscious of how loud every sound seems to be this time of day.
As hot coffee warms my throat, I let my mind start to wander again, and as it usually does, it trends toward Sango. She was being weird last night, and I'm not sure what changed. Maybe it was the stress, maybe it was Kikyo, maybe it was something else entirely. But it's not the first time she's pulled away from me like that.
Mine and Sango's relationship is complicated. We saw each other for a while in college, but she cut things off with me out of the blue. She wanted commitment, she said, and I wasn't quite ready to give her that at the time. I stupidly wanted to keep things casual. Within a month, she and Miroku were together; apparently, he'd promised to give her the world. Marriage, kids, stability, everything I wasn't prepared to even think about at the time. The lecher made a big show of changing his ways for her, but Miroku is Miroku.
I brushed the betrayal off then and let it roll off my back. Sango and I were never super serious, and even though it hurt, she still wanted to be friends so I held on. She seemed happy, and he seemed happy, so who was I to get in the middle of that?
When she and Miroku broke up two years ago, I didn't get a single detail out of either of them. It was right around the same time that Kikyo ended things with me, and like the two heartbroken idiots we are, we fell together yet again. Reigniting our casual fling kept us both comfortable without it having to mean too much when we were dealing with so many feelings. That had been going really well until Kikyo walked back into my life a few months later wanting to give us another try, and how could I possibly say no?
That attempted relationship lasted over a year, and until a few months ago, I honestly thought we were doing fine again. That's when she just up and left, with barely a conversation spared. Within a few weeks, she was dating Miroku, and I completely froze her out. At least, I had until last night.
Yesterday
My phone chimes with a message from Kikyo. I stare at the screen with a scowl. I've ignored several messages from her over the last few weeks, but her messages are getting more and more desperate, and I know I'm going to fold. This has never been my strong suit.
Kikyo [5:24PM] You have to forgive me at some point.
Kikyo [5:24PM] Please. I just want to talk to you. We can work this out and stay friends, can't we?
Kikyo [5:25PM] All these years together and you can't even try? I don't want to lose you.
Inuyasha [5:26PM] Fine.
Kikyo [5:26PM] Can I come over?
Inuyasha [5:27PM] I guess.
Kikyo [5:27PM] OMW
I make my way to the basement and jump on the treadmill in the home gym. If I don't get some of this anxious energy out I'm going to explode. She'll eventually look for me here, so I don't send another message.
After almost half an hour of running and blaring music in the background I'm gross and covered in sweat, my shirt abandoned on the floor. Bright side? I feel less like I'm going to crawl out of my skin. So, I guess that's something to celebrate.
As I pour water into my mouth, she tentatively enters the room. She looks incredible, her hair is styled in soft waves, and she's wearing makeup that suits her fox-like features with dramatic eyeliner and red lipstick. When her eyes land on me, they linger on my exposed chest for a second before she seems to shake herself out of it.
"Hey." She says breathlessly.
"Hey." I glare back at her, keeping my distance.
"You're mad at me." She says with a pout. It isn't a question.
"Of course I'm fucking mad at you. Miroku of all people? Really, Kikyo? I can't just let this go." I say back.
"This doesn't have anything to do with you, Inuyasha. I really like Miroku; unfortunately, he just happens to be your friend." She slinks closer to me, eyes flickering between my face and body.
"My best friend." I remind her.
"Oh yeah? Is that why you've spent so much time with Sango since we broke up?" She challenges.
"What Sango and I do is none of your business. Especially since you're fucking Miroku." I snarl. She looks at me for a moment and then holds out her hand with a paper cup in it.
"Here. I brought you a coffee." She hands it to me like an olive branch, and as her hand brushes mine it lingers against my skin. I wonder if it's intentional but quickly dismiss it as she takes a few steps away from me.
I take a sip of the coffee and grimace. She got me a black coffee with a splash of cream because that is what she insists I like. I've always been a fan of sweet coffee, though, and never subscribed to the idea that it's not "real coffee" just because you like a little sugar. I set it down next to the treadmill, refusing to force my way through it like I usually would.
"I want your blessing. I want you to be happy for me and support me in this. I just want to be with someone who makes me happy." She begs, tears brimming her eyes.
"Because clearly, I didn't." I spit back.
"Here you go making it all about you. This isn't about you right now! It's about me. If you really care about me, you'll be okay with this, Inu!" She's yelling now, with tears falling from her eyes.
"And if I'm not?" I counter.
"You would really do that to me? Why do you have to make my life so much harder? I just want to be happy." The tears are falling freely now as she turns away from me.
"Why does it have to be him? Of all the dudes out there-" I'm yelling now, anger getting the better of me, as I close the distance between us and spin her around to face me again. When I see the sorrow in her eyes, I falter.
"You have to put a shirt on, Inu. I can't take it." She pleads, looking up at me through her lashes and running a tentative finger down my chest. It leaves goosebumps in its wake, and I shiver. My hands go to her hips, and I draw closer to her face. We're inches apart now.
"We really shouldn't." She whispers, but she trails her fingers over the waistband of my shorts. The contact has me already straining against the fabric. I take a few steps forward until she's backed into a wall with my body pressed against her. She passes the waistband and runs a finger over the head of my cock, causing it to twitch. I groan, and now we're both breathing heavily.
"What about Miroku?" I ask her.
"What about Miroku?" She counters and presses her lips to mine, hand continuing its descent.
A growl leaves me as I push her into the wall with urgency. Her legs wrap around my waist, and she's grinding against me as the kiss grows wild and passionate. I dip my fingers inside of her shorts and brush against her very slick skin before pulling them off of her and entering her in seconds.
"Fuck." She throws her head back as I pound into her. It takes almost no time for us to both go careening off the cliff together and scream out in release. Her head is pressed against mine as we both try to catch our breath.
"Well, that was fast." She chuckles at me, and I roll my eyes. "Race you to your room." She smiles before dropping her shirt on the floor with the rest of her clothes and running to my room. Her earlier tears completely forgotten, as though they'd never happened in the first place.
I don't know what the fuck just happened, but my body moves before my brain can even begin to process. I'm following her to my bedroom.
I scrub a hand over my face to pull myself out of my reverie as I re-enter my room, second cup of coffee already in hand. Tidying this mess will only take me a few minutes before I can jump into the shower, so I am busy with the task. Walking into the bathroom, I notice an unread message from Kikyo.
Kikyo [8:06AM] Yesterday was special. You're hot when you're angry ;)
Inuyasha [8:20AM] It was. I've missed you. But what about your boyfriend?
Kikyo [8:21AM] you and I have always had amazing sexual chemistry. I think we both know that no one else can compare. Maybe we just need to get our needs filled on the side.
I ponder the message for a minute before replying. My body and mind are at odds with each other as I stare at the words on the screen.
Inuyasha [8:23AM] I don't want to help you cheat on my friend. Even if this situation is fucked up.
Kikyo [8:24AM] Tell me you can resist me. You need me.
Accompanying her message is a photo of her naked, legs spread for the camera. A pang of desire runs through me; there's something about her that I have always struggled to resist. My phone pings with another message, except this one is a video clip.
Kikyo is sitting on the floor of her bedroom with her fingers rubbing against the slick skin between her thighs. She whispers my name, and I can't control the groan that comes in response.
Kikyo [8:30AM] Show me what I'm doing to you.
Self-control failing me completely; I reply with a video of me rubbing my hand up and down my cock. Suddenly we're openly sexting and sending videos back and forth to each other. I know that, morally, this is fucked up, but I also don't know how to reconcile that side of myself with the side that wants to hold onto this woman that I love. My chest feels heavy as her voice memo echoes through my phone.
"We're inevitable, Inu." She says, and I think I might believe her.
My head is spinning, and I have no idea what she means. She's the one who broke up with me, right? I walk into the bathroom to shower, and at some point, I end up sitting on the floor under the stream. My brain feels like a puzzle of jumbled mismatched pieces, and I can't stop the tears from falling. Something inside of me feels broken and used.
A scream of terror resonates from down the hall. I just got dressed from my shower when I hear it, and it sends me running in their direction. I open the door to Sango and Kagome's room to find a terrified Kagome shaking with sobs in Sango's arms.
"Shh. Shh. It's okay." Sango whispers as she rocks her small form. Sango is taller than Kagome, and she's also got more muscle on her body. Kagome almost looks sick with how thin she is, especially when you put them next to each other.
"You guys alright?" I ask from the doorway. Sango's head turns toward me.
"Yeah, we're okay. Right, Kagome?" She checks in with her friend, who is still sniffling. Kagome pulls away from Sango slightly, and her red eyes and tear-stained cheeks pull at my heartstrings. She looks up at me with fear.
"Are we safe here? Can he get to us?" Her voice breaks, and she squeezes Sango tighter. I take this as an invitation to enter the room, so I grab one of the nearby chairs and pull it up to the bedside.
"I promise you're safer here than anywhere else," I say, meeting her gaze. "We have a demon barrier over this place, and you were added to the DNA matrix yesterday. No one can get in or out without being added. And, if they did, I have bodyguards on rotation. You can never be too safe." I assure her. She nods her head.
"Thank you." She whispers. And there's something about her that just has me melting. I'm usually slow to warm up to people, and maybe it's Sango's influence, but I find myself wanting to do everything this woman ever asks of me. To protect her with everything that I have.