Unexpected Discoveries

Chapter 5: Deal With it.

A/N: Hello readers, here’s another installment that will hopefully be a pleasure to view, enjoy!!!

Recap: Sesshoumaru stepped to her left and proceeded to listen to her tale. Taking a deep breath to calm herself she told him everything she knew up to the moment they met in the forest…

“…and that’s how I ended up here, wherever here is, having this conversation with you.” Mandisa finished and waited for ‘Silver’ a.k.a Sesshoumaru to respond.

During her unwilling practice as a raconteur, she decided that she prefers to address him as such in her head. She hadn’t worked up enough nerve as of yet to refer to him as such out loud. She had a feeling that he wouldn’t like it and she liked her head just where it was thank you very much. She picked the name ‘Silver’ because the material is strong, beautiful, shiny, her favorite metal jewelry and the color of his stunning mane. She could have picked ‘Diamond’ (which is the hardest material on earth) because of the hard sharp nails/knifes coming out of his finger tips and the elongated fangs she saw in his maw earlier. Both of which looked like they could cut through anything. ‘Fluffy’ was another name she thought may suit him because of the huge unique fur…thing wrapped around his right shoulder, drifting down his back and curled at the tip upwards to avoid dragging on the ground. Lastly she thought of ‘Goldie’ because of the color of his beautiful yet cold eyes. However, all those names sounded too feminine for her taste and she already had trouble earlier figuring out whether he was a beautiful woman or a gorgeous man. Scratch that. To say that he is a ‘man’ couldn’t be accurate, but to say that he is a ‘male’ would be more appropriate, seeing how she had no idea what species he belonged to.

One thing was for certain, the ‘male’ creature was not human. Although this one fact she would love to deny, she has to face reality sometime. No matter how surreal and horrifying it seems.

Besides ‘Silver’ sounded a lot less intimidating than Sesshoumaru a.k.a ‘Destruction of the Circle of Life’, ‘Destruction Man’ or ‘Killing Perfection’. Being around a being that was a perfect killing machine, someone that destroys life as if it comes natural to them was certainly NOT her idea of safe. Especially after seeing what he did to the Minotaur and not knowing when or if he was going to flip the script and no longer be the ‘hero’ that saved her from the raging beast. He may take on the role as predator again and she may become his prey next…

‘If that happens, I am so screwed…’ She thought as she attempted to take deep breaths again, calm herself, put those negative thoughts in storage and pull out positive ponderings from her overloaded mind.

“As this Sesshoumaru expected, you are not from this time.” Sesshoumaru said as he looked down at her with a smug; ‘know it all’ expression on his countenance.

Wriggling her figures together due to her fried nerves, Mandisa looked up at him with widen eyes and asked the question she was afraid to have answered in a low apprehensive voice:

“What do you mean ‘not from this time?” Than almost as an after thought pure curiosity prompted her to ask another question she feared having answered:

“…and what do you mean by ‘This Sesshoumaru’ are there more ‘Sesshoumaru’s’ out there.” She certainly hoped not! She would hate to think that she was in a forest without a familiar face surrounded by ‘killing perfections’.

“…” Sesshoumaru merely narrowed his cold gold metal eyes at her and she gulped loudly as she said:

“Ummm did I say the wrong thing? I guess from that dirty look you’re giving me I did. I apologize for offending you.” He only continued to glare down at her and it was becoming more difficult for her to hold his gaze.

However, she feared that if she turned away and made any movements, sudden or otherwise, he would cut her into thin beacon strips! Besides her Mom always told her to “Never let anyone see you sweat.” In other words don’t let anyone know the negative affect they are having on you. It was a little late for that though. She certainly did enough of that as it is with the fainting, panic and asthma attacks. The least she could do his not let her fear make her make a stupid decision such as taking her eyes of a potential deadly threat.

‘Besides if I watch him and he tries something, I might see an opening. Than I will have a slim chance of making a get away…okay a very slim chance. But any chance is better than no chance at all, right?’ She thought to reassure herself, only to end up questioning her reasoning at the end.

The look he kept giving her made her even more uncomfortable. Just when she thought she felt another panic attack coming on he spoke:

“If you possess any self preservation, you will not mock this Sesshoumaru again.” He stated in a low tone full of venom, placing an extra emphasis on his title, daring her to contradict him or inquire about said title again. Sesshoumaru figured he had every right to speak of himself in such away; he was a daiyoukai of high status after all. Who did this little infantile human wench think she was questioning him about such things?! Honestly, one minute he was amused with her antics the next he was ready to tear her apart!

Sesshoumaru also noted the spike of fear in her scent as she asked the offensive question and received no answer. However, her scent of fear fluctuated so much that it was difficult to tell whether she was sincere when she asked her last question or if she was being sarcastic to hide her fear, like so many humans and youkai alike have done in the past when they faced off against him. Attempting to mask their fear by spouting insults, bragging or mocking him. Completely ridiculous. All their mouths end up doing was evoking his wrath. Thinking of those other individuals that handled their fear in such away made his ire increase. If the human before him wasn’t careful…

‘There he goes threatening me again! It’s not like I mocked him on purpose. I can’t even ask him a simple question without him getting all bitchy about it! What do I have to do? “Walk on eggshells” so he won't go into ‘murder mode’ on me! How the hell can a guy manage to scare the hell out of a person and royally piss them off at the same time?! I probably will never know…’ She thought as she tried to keep the frown from marring her face and a shout of frustration from leaving her lips as she looked at the intimidating irritating creature.

Than she heard him growl and saw the slight hint of a fang peeking through his lips, indicating that she had better respond quickly and with the correct answer. But what to say…

Using her knowledge of analyzing individuals she came to three conclusions. One, ‘Silver’ is either extremely arrogant all the time or just that way with her for some reason. Two, he is very controlling. And three, he scares the crap out of her. So she did something that went against every fiber of her being, she catered to his ego.

Swallowing her pride and what little she thought she had left of her dignity she looked at him with the most sincere soulful brown eyes she could muster and said:

“I… beg for your forgiveness. I only asked if there are more than one Sesshoumaru because of the incredible fear you have instilled in me. To think that there are other beings as powerful as you gave me a fright that I cannot comprehend nor begin to describe. However, I would like try to do so…” Mandisa stopped to think of a way to get her point across.

“…” Seeing that he had not said anything; merely gave her that stoic expression instead of a growl and bared fang she gulped and continued:

“Your intimidating power, your unfathomable beauty…your mere presence alone is enough to give me a feeling of unquestionable awe. No other Sesshoumaru’s are needed in this world; you alone are more than enough.” She said trying not to gag off her words.

She wasn’t normally one that flattered anyone in such a way. The mere thought of that much ego boosting made her sick! Especially if it is directed towards a creature with a huge superiority complex! She felt like the biggest ass kisser on the plant! But, she would rather suck up now for a chance of survival than to let foolish pride get in the way. Another lesson she learned from ‘Mom’ ‘Pride comes before the fall’ In other words, if she was to have too much pride, it could lead to bad consequences. In her particular situation, it could lead to a horrible death. She will just have to find a way to rebuild her pride and dignity later. No sense in worrying about it now when survival was her main priority.

To make herself feel better, she reminded herself that she still had her integrity. Imagining that there were more beings just as dangerous as him had indeed given her terrible fright! As she said, he along inspired the feeling of awe within her chest. She did not want to run into a gang of Sesshoumaru’s; that would just be too much to deal with! Be that as it may, just because she felt that way about the male did not mean that it did not hurt her to admit it.

As for his beauty, well that was also true and it did not bother her as much to admit that fact. Mandisa saw a mixture of nobility and feral traits within him. He was an exotic creature with a regal air. It was as if his cold humanoid form was covering something wild and fiery within him. She found that those two sides to him, his ‘yin’ and ‘yang’ were beautiful. She also thought that his face with those sharp features and that ‘war paint’ to be stunning. His long soft silky silver mane with blue highlights was hypnotic as it swayed in the breeze. She wished she had hair as long and as silky looking as his. If she could still keep her hand after doing it, she would run her fingers through his tresses just to see if it feels as soft as it looks. With his tall statuesque form and board shoulders she couldn’t not help, but wonder yet again, what lies beneath the layers of armor, swords and silk? Oh and she could not forget his voice, that deep, soft, cold, commanding voice that sent shivers down her spine from fear and something else. Something she really did not have too much time to acknowledge because her brain was too preoccupied with how scared she was. If Mandisa wasn’t so terrified she may have even found the power she felt radiating of him an extreme turn on…

Sesshoumaru P.O.V.

Sesshoumaru could smell trepidation rolling of the human female in waves, yet the slighter being dared to question and mock him concurrently. He also detected another scent a couple of times during their encounter. One so similar to fear that he could barely tell the difference between said odor and the scent of anxiety. Especially since the human was surrounded by the smell of dread which overpowered any other aroma’s she may be emitting. It even overwhelmed her natural scent. However, she had annoyed him with her words so he logged that particular underlying aroma away in his olfactory memory for later and decided to focus on the ‘insult’ she spewed forth.

Giving her a particularly nasty glare proved that action spoke louder than words because the human quickly figured out that she uttered the wrong words to the daiyoukai. Than the scared human had the gull to stare straight into his narrow golden orbs with her larger soulful brown eyes. At first glance the girl seemed demonstrate pure insolence. But he realized that she did not glower at him, but she looked at him with unsure, worried eyes. Than a few moments later he saw her straining to keep a scowl off her face. Sesshoumaru growled giving the moody human her final warning. As usual his growl snapped her out of her thoughts and got her to respond. However, her response was full of flattery which surprised him inwardly. Nonetheless he did not let his shock show on his face as she spoke of his beauty, power and the feeling of ‘awe’ he ‘instilled’ within her. Normally he would let pretty words such as hers roll off his back and not give it a second thought. He knew he was powerful which in turn may give others around him a since of ‘awe’. As for the ‘beauty’ comment he heard comments like that directed towards him all the time. So being powerful and beautiful was old news to him. Although he preferred the term handsome, to beautiful he had found the word ‘beautiful’ to be… somewhat bearable. However, it was the sincerity of the human that got his attention. She did not just flatter him out of fear; she meant every word of it.

‘There’s that scent again…’ He thought as he smelled the spike of arousal intermingled with fear coming from the girl. The former scent was much stronger than it was before.

‘Interesting…’

Normal P.O.V

Filing that bit of information about the human away in his mind for future pondering, he did not respond to her flattery. Instead he said in a flat tone as if he was talking to a child:

“You obviously have been transported from you own time in the future to the time you currently reside in.” The anger had left his gaze for now replaced with that impassive expression of his. Just because a tiny part of him might have acknowledged the sincerity of her words doesn’t mean that he will admit it.

“You mean that I traveled from my time to the pass! No, no that can’t be right! Just because your wearing old fashion clothing doesn’t mean that I actually traveled back in time…Can it?” She looked to him for answers totally disregarding his condescending tone earlier only to she him gift her with a look of indifference.

“I’ll take that as a yes…Oh shit, what am I going to do, this is just too much!” She gasped out the words as she begins to make that wheezing sound again.

Mandisa gripped her chest in sheer panic. Sure she knew that she just lost her friends and was in the middle of the forest with creatures that seemed to come out of a horror move. But traveling back in time to see said creatures and said forest was too much for her brain to process at the moment.

‘That sound again…’ Sesshoumaru thought as she reached in her shorts pocket for the small light blue L shaped contraption that contained a metal bottle full of medicine. She squirted two puffs of white mist into her mouth and took several deep breaths.

The scent similar to medicinal herbs assaulted his senses when some of the mist escaped the apparatus she held in her hands.

Sesshoumaru thought about abandoning the weak human to her fate, but he thought better of it. Like the young miko that was Inuyasha’s mate, this girl came from the future. Since that is the case, than perhaps like the young miko, this girl may serve an important purpose. The miko did aid in the defeat of a particularly bothersome spider and rid the world of the cursed jewel of four souls; maybe this girl was here for a reason. If Sesshoumaru learned one thing in his long life, he learned that many if not all events occur for a reason. It matter not whether the event was good or bad.

Looking at the human who was full of fear, whose arousal scent was completely overwhelmed by worry and seeing the ‘What the hell am I going to do now!’ look still on her innocent looking face, he gazed into her eyes and said in a cold tone with an indifferent countenance:

“Deal with it.” Mandisa didn’t move anything except her face.

Her expression went from worried to shock than twisted a scowl. His reply sounded so uncaring that her face had displayed an array of reactions to it in mere seconds. After all of that flattery, this is the thanks she gets! Ungrateful…whatever the hell he is! She had to bite her lip to keep the words ‘no good, rotten, cold blooded bastard’ from escaping. Well she had to look on the bright side; at least she was still alive.

Despite how much she was beginning to dislike the male, she did not want to be left alone in unknown and dangerous territory. However, she did not know if she should following ‘Silver’. That male has been giving her the shivers in more ways than one since she first laid eyes on him. Maybe she should walk in the opposite direction and hope she doesn’t run into anymore people eating Minotaur's or any other deadly Sesshoumaru’s.
After all ‘Silver’ was more dangerous than that Minotaur ever could have hoped to be.
The daiyoukai inwardly smirked at the human antics. She was so expressive! Everything from her scents of fear and arousal to the sight of her face blatantly displayed plenty of her thoughts. The fact that she feared him yet was attracted to him showed him that she at least had good taste in males. And with the rapid movements of her face and the changes in her expression, he wondered how she managed to do so without dislocating her jaw. The human female was an annoyance, but she also intrigued him. Sesshoumaru’s earlier ponderings about her reason for being in his time and his innate curiosity i.e. nosy nature made him come to the conclusion that he should keep her around, at least for a little while. He began to walk away from the girl still sitting on her rump when he spoke without turning around:


“Come.” He said in simply.

She figured she would probably regret this later, but he did save her and he hasn’t tried to rip her head off yet. Strangle yes, but since she had no broken bones or windpipe, she figured it could have been worst.

Taking a deep cleansing breath swallowing her anger and taking his advice, she chanted the words ‘I can deal with this…I just have to figure out how.’ in her head she got up and followed him into the dense foliage of the forest. She was barely able to make out the outline of his as he disappeared in the trees. Which was weird considering that he was wearing mostly white. Figuring that she should stay close since the sun was setting and the moon was going to begin its shift in thirty minutes or so, she ran to catch up to the majestic mystery before her…


TBC:

A/N: Its short but I wanted to publish something for this story. Reviews are always adored and appreciated!!!