Art Felt Drawings

Hazy weathern worn azalea eyes stared at nothingness, and the itching formed in her skin. It went beyond pain and irritation, it was mind numbingly cold and it seeped into her very soul. She raised her shaky arms in the air and held herself still. Seeing nothing was the scariest feeling. Looking at nothing and being swallowed by pain, suffocating pain can barely describe her state of mind.

“Someone, please..” She started timidly reaching with her tiny small human hands for someone, anyone to give her, her supplies. Tools, she needed her tools to make it all go away. “ I - I can’t see.” A twig snapped in the meadow in front of her. She tried to call her miko powers to the but it was as if they were being syphoned off to something bigger. Quickly, she thought of a box and stuffed as much of her powers in that box, closed the lid and locked it up tight. She felt so scared and alone. “Daddy, make it go away. Help me make it go away.”

Kagome reached for the spirit with her mind, it felt so familiar. Than she actually looked at the ghoul and froze up, inching away slowly shaking her head. This, she thought with fear tremors racking her small frame, cannot be happening to me. He would never do this to me. Than a tug on her very soul brought her to realize what was wrong, she was missing a piece of her and it would only make sense who would want to try and fix it. Was he trying to help her though? He did not feel like he remembered who or what he was, just that he was going to make her better no matter what pain she may face along the way.

A loud sigh was thrown on the breeze and the miko and daiyoukai heard it, but could not see. The sigh gave them a cold tingly feeling up their spines and only spurred their feelings into over drive. Sesshomaru was staking closer and closer to the apparition, but how do you capture a ghost? He was dumb struck. Nothing was making sense. Then he looked at her and his heart ached. She looks so broken, and scared like a wounded deer. He made a decision to grab her and run. To where, he knew not, but he would go till he could not anymore.

Kagome clutched her stereo till her knuckles turned white. That familiar pain she had made was nothing like the foreign one; a pain was forming in her chest. Like it was trying to push her very heart out of her chest. Than she thought, there isn’t enough room for two. Where did that come from? She never thought that before. Than she looked up at the being and really started to get scared. It was mimicking that piece of her soul that was missing. It wanted to be that missing puzzle. “No,” she whispered shaking her head in the negative. “Why?” The question hung there and another painful push was brought to her body and she could not move. She just stared, eyes glazed, body shaking slightly from fear her body was slowly not her own.

Summoning as much courage and strength as demonly possible, he ran nodding to Sarah to get her to understand his silent plea before he knew it he wanted to go to his sanctuary.

She called to his fast retreating back knowing his demonic ears would pick up. “We will meet ye at the caustle, Sesshoomaruu.” Sarah sauntered off towards the children and Ah - Un, watching as her late love dissolved into the wind slowly being carried on the wind to somewhere unknown and all together foreign. As she approached she cleared her throat to not scare them or upset the already nervous and odd ball retainer. When all five sets of eyes gazed at her than she spoke. “We aa-ll are gowing home, to the demon lord caustle. So, young kitsune pack light. You will see yer mater soon enough.”

The kitsune was speechless and quite. Where was his mama? Than he rushed in the hut and froze. No, he surmised it in his mind, she forgot everything. All of Kagome’s art supplies and her ‘walkman’ was still here. Rushing back out side he slid to a halt and addressed the lady. “Mama forgot everything. All of her tools are here and her painting is still in the shrine. She will hurt if she can not find her things. She will burn, and be covered in owies. Please, we have to take her things?” He came to her on bended knees, hands held arms straight out, and had unshed tears in his eyes for his mothers soon-to-be pain. Than it struck him, the house. Will they finish it too? Who will supervise now?

The wood nymph sighed and bent down till she was eye level with the young kit. “Ov carse ye can get her thingz young one. Please, “ she realized that she had no name to these children, “ca-leh me Sarah. Ga-ther them oop and we will decide what to do next.” Sarah gazed at him as he stayed still than ran her fingers through his hair. “We will have the ilder mikoo help with the cottage of ye maters.”

With that said the kit bounded back into the hut and started to gently, even for a young demon, place everything into her duffle bag and bright yellow knapsack. Than it hit Shippou, “Rin, go to the shrine and get mama’s painting of Sesshomaru. Please?”

A painting, of her lord? Impossible. Sesshomaru hated portraits, especially of himself. But, if Shippou said there was one of her Lord of the West well than there must. Squaring her shoulders back and chest puffed out in pride she marched to the shrine with her intentions met, taking one from her caretakers books, she plunged.

**In the Forest**

Hour after hour stretched by and the miko hadn’t stirred in his arms. Worry and confusion etched the elder of the small ragtag group. What in the seven layers of hell is going on! he all but bellowed in his mind. A low growl was the only noise coming from his physique as he jumped missing a rather large rock on the forest floor. Taking a chance he looked down once more and sighed aloud, well as loud as he would allowed at the moment for the little slip of a woman began to stir in his arms. Heart rate rising and color graced her once pale cheeks. His tense back finally started to ease.

She felt a sense of calm and a tug on her very soul. A lost feeling slowly enveloped her being. Why does it hurt differently? This pain is unlike any feelings, even when they left. Even when my family had to leave me. I feel so. No do not dwell on it. Focus on something else. Think of something else. Than she realized that she was moving. She opened her eyes and was amazed that she could see, she saw beauty in the rawest of forms, carrying her to somewhere.

She brought her boom box closer and it pushed the play button all on its own. She looked down and smiled at the number. How quaint she thought as she let her Frankie take her there, but she would not leave all together. The miko stared at the creature that had her in such an embrace that it was beyond caring. It was soul shattering, and she will cherish it like so many other things in her life.

“The like of you may never be attracted to the like of me.” Kagome made such an unlady like noise at that moment that Sesshomaru actually looked at her with a small amount of shock on his face. Was that a snort? Did she really think so lowly of herself, he seemed perplexed, does she not realize what she looks like? He made up his mind where they were going to first.

Frank did not care at their thoughts he had other things to do, like finishing the song. “But accidents will happen and I’ll be around, and maybe there’ll be no one else but me around.” To say that it was a romantic moment for the two would be false. They were, well Sesshomaru was doing all the work, but running for their lives and a miko soul. It was hard to think to deeply on such fleeting thoughts at moments of self preservation.


“Forevermore may never start, you may ignore my hopeful heart. And chances are not the one to make you fall, But accidents will happen after all. A smile may show it, you eyes may glow..”

Sesshomaru thought those words were directed at him some how, not as a threat but as an eye opener; if you will. So maybe he was falling for this young, maiden of sorts. And maybe his eyes glowed, but only with anger, or extreme passion. Either way he will think on more of this when he does not have to worry about decaying tree limbs and large stumps and fallen trees. His grip and mokomoko’s tighten as he leaped into the trees and glided from limb to limb. It seems that mokomoko has taken a liking to her, noting how it did not let up some slack on the miko’s waist.

“Before you know it, I’m sure I’ll know. So if you fall in just that way, oh wouldn’t I be thrilled to hear you say I had a lovely accident today. Your eyes may glow, I’m sure I’ll know.”

To the miko present this was such an odd moment to hear these words, lets face it. She was dangling from tree to tree so it never really set in her head what was being sang to her. Almost like it was on purpose. Muddled sleepiness was entering her mind and thoughts about love and taiyoukai were merrily in her dreams.

Kagome sighed and slowly drifted off. Feeling the tugging on her recede with every jump from her taiyoukai savior. She snuggled to get warm loving the way she was being held. Than she felt mokomoko creep up till it was near her neck and fluffed up to cover her face as well. Absentindly, she gave a chasted kiss to the tail like creature.

The daiyoukai was shocked at the electric pulse the girl pulled on his tail. Can’t imagine the face a made there, thought an embarrassed dog demon. His masked shattered cheeks tinted a slight pink and his eyes were graced with the same color as his cheeks. At that moment when soft pouty lips caressed his mokomoko small sparkers where scattered on his skin and he felt, well he felt something. Little did she know what that kiss actual did to his skin. The skin was so sensitive from having little to no contact from all the protective fur covering it that even the lightest touches were like full on erotic moments. So when those soft, tender lips grazed his heated tail skin it was like a very baser need was erupting in his body. He felt twitchy again, but in a very different kind of way.

Glancing down, he realized that he missed a branched and adjusted his body for the soft and fluidly graceful fall on the ground, tightening his leg muscles and ridging his back for his cargo. Landing with a soft crumple of leaves he watched the miko’s breathing and noted her still to be sleeping. Inwardly he sighed at the thought of not having to explain where they were about to go. He looked left seeing trees and green foliage, than he looked right and saw a barely used path. Proceeding right he approached one of his hideaways that he located from not to pleasant intruders on his lands.

As he started into the cave he wondered if she would need her tools, or anything to doodle with. She would let this Sesshomaru know if she was in pain, wouldn’t she? Seconding guessing is not his all time favorite activity of the day. Then again, neither is ghost hunting. If you can actual hunt a see thru being, than someone should really let him know how its done.

The short trek to his hidden cave opening was revealed to him with a careful wave of claws and a silent incantation to the enchanted vines. Slowly, the vines inching and scrunched together like folded paper from a five year old. The cave smell hit his nose and he crinkled his nose in disgust at the aged smell of mold and staleness. Scanning everything to make sure nothing was out of place he waited in the opening and quietly gathered stock. “Shelves, books, scrolls, jars, pallet, furs. Where is it..” Muttering under his breath he chanced a walk in and was greeted. A smallish black and white monkey youkai came bounding to him at full speed and than chancing a sniff, he paused. Tilting its head and waited for its master to acknowledge him. “ Shimofuri, little one, wait, I will get you food in a minute. Please watch the mistress for this Sesshomaru. I am going to hunt for dinner.” He knew if he was his usual stoic self than the monkey could yell and get excited about a chances to play fight.

Shimofuri, quorked and eye brow at his master as if to say, huh? Never has master been so caring, or gentle. He jumped and turned in the air. A couple of growls and body language told him that he would care for her with is life. The demon lord bowed low to him, shock again was on the tiny monkey cub as he climbed next to the human and froze. Her spiritual power was so strong he looked back to his master and whined a high pitch for him to understand is wariness of the situation. His dark green eyes were the only contrast to his black and white body, as they silently begging him to explain. He saw his master stop and heard, “ She is a friend and very nice. She will watch you if you watch her. Shimofuri, keep her safe.” Than he was gone.

The black and white blotched patterned monkey looked at the sleeping being and approached with a stiff back and simple movement. Showing obvious tension and distress so as to not be rushed or scared into something he was not ready for. The little monkey demon was only eight winters old. But he knew many things in his extremely young life. Like be wary of something that appears to do no harm, for they can always do the worst. He shivered at the thoughts from long ago.

He froze when he felt something warm and soft on his long, black and white ringed tail. Stealing a small glimpse at his back he froze. It, err, she was snuggling with his tail. What? No, he thought, this is not the natural order of things as he tried to steal his own tail back away from the creature, that was woman. Than he heard a strange noise emit from her, a whimper. Sighing aloud, he curled on top of her chest and ran his tail around her face, soothing her with his natural scents and calming aura. Gradually, he realized that he was getting sleepy as well and soon his breathe slowed and evened.

**Out on the Wind**

We are not complete unless we are whole. We must find it to which is our piece. We must stay as one, or we will be in darkness again. We hate the nothingness. We love the light when we are one. Searching, searching, searching. We found the light but it was taken and now we are alone once more.

A shift in the wind brought something stronger to consciousness. Leave her alone, she is just a child. She will never understand. We must leave her be. She is.. just .. a ..

The other ran out out energy to continue and the darkness won again. We will be whole or we will kill what makes us apart. We will be with the light once again. We will find her and make her ours again. Our sweet, little Kagome.


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Hi guys.. thanks for bumping the hits to over 3000.. WHOOA! thats a lot..

and the Shimofuri thing.. its almost one.. and my daughter has a thing for monkey.. i mean she found this dog toy at walmart.. and well she is sleeping with it now.. anything monkey for some odd reason, anyways.. she was the inspiration for him.. and his name means gray.. HAHAHAHAHa.. yea im dumb.. but i thought it was good..

ANYWHO thanks shugs (sugar0o) for the review, u are my sunshine. this hour!

it takes a lot longer to update minus my better half.. lol! no but its harder to try when he's gone.. i get alot of sess things from him.. scarey huh??

Meh. Thanks to u all that read though.. *tips hat to j0o* thanks..

A/n.. review make my heart a flutter and fuel my creative fires.. and right now its almost out.. please review for my sanity.. and i'll get another chapter out way way way faster.. pwease?? for me?? just once? it really really helps.. i know if ur tired or u wanna fins another story, or u hate long things like this.. but it really does help me update faster.

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higan