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Please, Help Us

            Kagome struggled to move forward underneath his weight. They were nearing a village where she knew they would be safe, free of harm and accusations. Her vision kept going in and out but she kept moving, she just needed to go straightforward after all.  He as quite heavy though, some how she had never guessed that the demon lord would be heavier than his younger brother.

            She broke though the trees, greeted by startled eyes. Youkai and humans alike stared at her, thoroughly shocked. The half demons recoiled at the burn of her miko aura against their senses. Kagome stumbled forward a few more steps, close to falling. Finally, tired of the silence, she spoke.

            “Please, Help us.” She choked out before letting her body go limp and succumbing to sleep.

            The unsavory sound of her head hitting the ground is what brought everyone back.  The little village very suddenly came back to life, the male youkai rushing to help the unconscious couple and the women hurrying the younger children inside.

            “What’s going to happen to them?” Hitomi whispered to her mate, Jomei, as they watched them get carried to their infirmary.

            “We will have a meeting. Their entrance may be a trick, to disrupt the peace of our village.” He replied. 

            “I very much doubt that a human would carry a youkai that far with wounds like hers.”

            He blinked, not expecting such a reply. He turned fully towards her but she as already several steps away. Jomei rolled his eyes and went to gather the rest of the elder males in their village. They were very careful about allowing people into their society of humans and youkai. Many a time in the past some who came to live with them would kill any they could before meeting their own end. It was a sad fact that they would never be allowed to live in peace.

            They gathered at the home of Rai and his mate Kimiko.  Some of their mates attended as well but most were watching over the young ones.

            “Who thinks we can trust them?” Jomei questioned.

            There was a low murmur of discussion amongst the crowd, indecision obvious on their faces. Rai was the first to speak.

            “I say we take the chance, they are more than obviously truly wounded and they are not feigning slumber, we would be able to tell in an instant.” He said.

            “But she is a miko! We can easily sense that as well!” Some one retorted.

            Jomei listened as the argument continued. Both sides ere reasonable, why would the miko or Youkai even bother with one another? What if they thought it as worth tolerating each other to get rid of the village? They could be mates! They bear no marks!

            The voice of Jomei’s mate sounded clearly, her high soprano unmistakable for any other. “You all have a point, but she more than obviously carried him very far, their scents are thick on each other. Also she said, ‘help us.’ Not just ‘help’. No miko with such scorn for Youkai as you claim would refer to the two of them together. Not to mention that just because he did not mark her doesn’t mean they aren’t mates. How many of you dared to mark your mates before you came here?”

            Every one was silent. Jomei smiled lightly, his mate was of clear and well thought out logic. She was also quite right. The chances of them being a real threat were low.

            “She is right. We shall house them until they awaken.  Are any willing to open their house to them?” Jomei questioned, his eyes scanning the crowd.

            “There is no sense in asking them, Jomei, we will house them ourselves. We have the room.” Hitomi said resolutely Jomei nodded.

“You are dismissed.” He spoke, signaling every one to clear out.

            Rai’s house emptied quickly, no one wished to be scrutinized by the head of their village or his mate any longer.  Hitomi went to her mate’s side, looping her arm through his and sighing contentedly.

            “Do not worry love they won’t be much trouble, they’ll probably ask to stay until their wounds heal at the very most.” She reassured.

            He had no doubt of her logic, only doubt of the rest who occupied their village. They had become weary of newcomers after all of those who harmed their village. He did not wish for any harm to come to their visitors because of the others’ fear.

            “Come, Hitomi, we shall make preparations for our guests to come to our home.” Jomei murmured.

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            Her toes were cold. They were about to freeze off. At least her pillow was warm. Albeit a little hard. She snuggled closer placing her hand upon it. She sighed, content, and her pillow followed suit. Blinking her eyes open she contemplated whether or not she was going crazy. It was then of course, that her pillow chose to wrap an arm around her and pull her closer. She shrieked.

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            He awoke to the unpleasant sound of a woman’s shrill cry. She was very close, he could tell by the ringing in his ears and the sudden lack of warmth. Reluctantly, he opened his eyes and peered over in the general direction of her cry.  She sat, a few feet away from him on the futon, eyes wide and breathing heavily.

            “Who are you?” She blurted out.

            He opened his mouth to reply, but shut it a second later hen he realized he could not find the answer. Why couldn’t he remember his own name? He could feel it at the tip of his tongue but her couldn’t say it.

            “I don’t know.” He said after a moment of contemplation. “Who are you?”

            She stared at him in confusion, ho could he not know his own name? “I’m-“ she began, but found she could not remember.

            “So you can’t remember either.”

            He silently went over what was going on. He was a youkai, she a human miko. It was early morning. They were both injured, she was hurt more severely though. His chest was bare, marred by several cuts which he assumed had been deeper. She had bruises littering her arms and her entire torso as bandaged. She also smelt of him, very, very strongly. He also couldn’t help but notice she was attractive, he felt as though- he cut off his thought as the sound of footsteps reached his ears.

            “Someone is coming.” He murmured.

            She jumped at the sound of his voice. She looked around nervously.

            “Who?” She whispered.

            “Her.” He replied.

            The door swung open to reveal a woman, tall and slim. Her green eyes shone in the light from the hall.

            “So it as you causing all the noise. Well, you have quite the timing, e have a visitor here who claims she knows you. Her name is Ai, a young half demon. Does she sound familiar?” Hitomi questioned.

            Neither could remember whether or not they knew the girl she spoke of.

            He shook his head, knowing hid female companion was to frightened and confused to reply. “We cannot remember anything, we have no memories or recollection of our names.”

            Hitomi raised her eyebrows at the claim, but decided to let it go. She could tell the miko was genuinely confused and frightened. The demon however, was holding himself together well, only the flicker of his eyes moving from place to place revealed how unsure he was of the current situation.

            “Come, we shall see if Ai really does know you.” Hitomi said before turning and heading out the door.

            The miko looked at him in question, trusting him to know if it as safe. He nodded, grasping her hand in his and leading her off the futon and out of the room. They followed their host quietly, through the twists of the halls.

            After several moments they arrived in what appeared to be a sitting room where Jomei and the half demon Hitomi had spoke of were sitting at a low table.

            The half demon jumped up at their arrival and smiled widely.

            “Kagome chan!” She cried.

            “They seem to be suffering from amnesia, Ai. Are you sure she is the woman you know?” Hitomi explained, causing Ai’s smile to fade and piquing Jomei’s interest in the couple.

            “Yes I’m sure. Kagome chan, do you remember me? You protected me, on the island. You know my big brother, Inu-Yasha.” Ai looked at the miko with hope in her eyes, trying to jog her memory.

            The miko frowned, trying desperately to recall what the girl spoke of. The name Ai called her by, it was the only thing that sounded even the least bit familiar. Everything else though, reminded her of nothing.

            “The name you called me,” She murmured. “It sounds- it sounds, right.”

            Tears welled in the young girls eyes. “Oh, Kagome chan.”

            Hitomi went to hug the girl.

            “Shhh, shhh. It’s going to be okay Ai.  We need you need you to concentrate though, do you know his name?”

            Ai looked up at the tall demon. He looked vaguely familiar, silvery wither hair, golden eyes… Golden eyes! She remembered him now; he was Inu-Yasha’s Brother, Lord Sesshoumaru!

            “His name is lord Sesshoumaru.” She proclaimed, hoping it would please Hitomi and Jomei.

            However, Jomei stood immediately, and went towards the couple. He looked Sesshoumaru over breathing in his sent deeply.

            “Hitomi, it seems we are in the presence of the lord of the west.” Jomei informed his mate.

            Hitomi separated from Ai and inclined her head. She may have been human, but she knew how to treat a demon lord, even if he couldn’t remember anything.

            Kagome looked up at her companion, Sesshoumaru. It was a name that suited him well; he looked like the type who could be the killing perfection, although she had yet to see him kill anything. Which, to be perfectly honest, made her feel relieved.

            “Sesshoumaru.” She murmured, testing his name on her lips.

            His eyes flashed down to her and he smiled lightly at the small woman. His name sounded right, especially so when she said it. He wondered for a moment who this young woman, Kagome, was to him. Was she a lover or friend?

            Jomei watched the couple curiously, noticing the smile the western lord let loose when looking upon Kagome.  He also noticed that their hands were intertwined. ‘How curious.’ He thought to himself.

            “Hitomi, will you please take Ai back to her home, I wish to speak to our guests privately.” Jomei requested.

            Hitomi swept Ai into her arms without question and started out of their home. Kagome watched almost transfixed by the other woman’s grace. Everything she did seemed to happen in one fluid movement instead of several broken ones.

            “Please, sit. We have much to discuss.” Jomei said, motioning to the cushions.

            Sesshoumaru tugged on her hand, bringing them both down to the cushions. Jomei followed suit, watching the couple carefully. They were quite odd, although they had no memory, he had already taken it upon himself to lead her and make sure she followed. Even after being with a human woman the miko looked so very fragile.

            “Lord Sesshoumaru, it seems a though you two are in a bit of a mess. Amnesia is a funny thing, who knows how long it will before you regain your memories, if you ever do.” Jomei stated.

            “We will do our best to fit together the pieces. Ai has already helped a great deal. Would you care to tell us how we arrived here?” Sesshoumaru asked, leaning forward against the table, and resting his elbow upon it. He kept hold of Kagome’s hand though, reluctant to break the bond.

            “It may sound odd, but she carried you here. And from how exhausted she was, it must have been for miles. Your miko must be very resilient. She broke through the trees hauling you along and stopped. We all stopped as well; quite shocked by the condition that the two of you were in and then she spoke. All she said was, ‘Please, help us.’ Then she passed out and her head hit the ground in a very unpleasant manner I suspect that is why she also has amnesia.” Jomei explained.

            Kagome blushed; it was very odd to hear her self talked about in such a manner. She was slightly amazed by her self though. She carried him that far? Kagome realized that she must’ve cared for him very much.

            “She… Carried me here?” He could not hide his astonishment. She was so very small in comparison to him self.

            Jomei nodded. “We have come to the conclusion that you are mates. After all, what human miko would carry a youkai so very far? Do you not agree?”

            Both Kagome and Sesshoumaru had to pause in thought.

            Kagome thought over the last ten maybe twenty minutes. She had awoken curled up against him, something that felt perfectly normal. He was attractive, on far more than a platonic level. She trusted him automatically after Hitomi had come in; she had allowed him to lead her and had felt completely comfortable with his touch. It seemed completely rational to assume that they had some kind of relationship.

            Sesshoumaru didn’t even really have to think about it, he was attracted to her, a human, and had assumed almost immediate protectiveness over her. She smelled nice and she had carried him, she had to be his mate or something of the sort.

            “It makes sense.” Kagome stated, speaking up for the real first time.

            “I agree.” Sesshoumaru said nodding.

            “Well, now that we have that settled, we must discuss your stay here. There are many precautions we must take and arrangements to make for your stay.” Jomei explained. “Your miko-“

            “Could you please call me by my name?” Kagome huffed.

            Jomei looked slightly shocked by her out burst. She had been silent for so long with two exceptions.

            “I know I only just found out what my name is several minutes ago but if you don’t mind I would like to be called by it. I’ve only been in here for maybe 5 or ten minutes but I’m tired of being called miko.” She said, crossing her arms.

            Jomei blinked, thrown for a loop. She had fire in her. “Forgive me, kagome.”

            “That’s better” she mumbled, attempting to bring her hand to her forehead, but forgetting it was under the table. As a result she hit her bruised arm against the table. “Ahhh!”

            The pain was surprising, and she felt tears coming to her eyes. Sesshoumaru released her hand to take hold of her arm and examining the damage done. He was careful not to put much pressure on the bruise, fearing he would hurt her.

            “Are you all right?” Sesshoumaru murmured.

            Kagome nodded, using her previously freed hand to wipe away her tears. “It didn’t hurt too badly. I was just taken by surprise.”

            Jomei watched the interaction silently, Sesshoumaru’s actions only further validating his decision that they were safe to be kept in the village.

            “Perhaps, we could wait until later to speak of living arrangements. You may stay here until your m- Kagome’s wounds are healed.” Jomei stated calmly. “Do you need me to escort you back to your room?”

            Sesshoumaru shook his head. “ I recall the path we took. Thank you for you hospitality. We will repay you in any way we can. Where it the best place to find you, should we need you?”

            “My rooms are hard to find in this house, I will come and give you a more thorough tour in a few hours. Tend to Kagome for now do not worry your self. We will also discuss plans for your stay.” Jomei said.

            Sesshoumaru nodded and began to stand, pulling Kagome up with him. Then, without warning, he swept her into his arms. She cried out in surprise.

            “What are you doing?!” She gasped.

            “You carried me several miles, the least I can do is carry you a few feet.” Sesshoumaru said resolutely.

            Kagome relaxed in his arms with a sigh, knowing in the back of her mind that no amount of arguing would make him put her down. Jomei held back a laugh at the antics of the young couple. He inclined his head as they left, Sesshoumaru returned the gesture and then disappeared into the hall.

            Sesshoumaru walked down the hall slowly, trying his best to make sure Kagome was comfortable. He was not sure that this small woman was his, but if she was not he would make it so. He nuzzled the top of her head taking in her scent. It was a very pleasant one, she smelled of clover and mint leaf.

            “How do you feel?” He murmured into the crown of her head.

            “Tired.” She whispered.

            “You may sleep for as long as you like once we reach the room.” He replied. Nuzzling her once more.

            She nodded, very happy to know this. She felt very comfortable with him, and being in his arms. It felt so familiar.

            They reached the room moments later. He carefully put her down on the futon, and then slipped in beside her. She instinctively curled against him reveling in his warmth. He wrapped his arms around her and tucked her head underneath his chin. All was well.

            Kagome sighed contentedly. “Thank you.” She whispered.

            “What do you wish to do once your wounds heal?” He asked her softly. “Do you want to make a life here, or search out our past life?”

            Kagome frowned lightly. “What if we do not like what we find out about our selves? What if we aren’t really mates?”

            “If you fear what we were like then we shall attempt to make a life here.” Sesshoumaru decided.

            “Okay.” She murmured.

            “I will make sure you are happy, Kagome.” He murmured,

            She did not hear him though; she was already lost in the land of dreams.

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A/N

Wheee! chapter one! 3009 words! :D

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