I am not sure why I had even spared a moment to care when I heard my foolish brother’s priestess crying and smelt the scent of her salty tears in the air, but it does not change the fact that I did. The first three days I just observed her behaviors from a distance whilst suppressing my aura so as to remain undetected. When the fourth day had come, I decided it was high time that I make myself known to the unsuspecting human woman.
When I stepped out into the woman’s line of sight, she ceased crying for an instant to simply ask what I needed. It was an almost humorous thought, me ever actually needing anything from the priestess, sworn enemy to all demon-kind. Even as that amusing thought was running through my head, I lowered myself down next to the young woman. After a considerable length of, what could only be regarded as companionable, silence, she started explaining, through her tears, about how the half-breed had caused her unhappiness.
I usually find human women rather irritating and worthless, but this priestess was not as irritating, and she definitely was not worthless. She had proven that time and again from what I had seen. All that aside, I am willing to admit that I was angered by the mongrels actions towards this woman. Now, I say all that aside simply so you are not confused as to why I feel this surge of anger towards my idiot of a brother. I do not feel this emotion because this priestess has proven herself useful unlike most human women. I simply feel this because, human or otherwise, women should not be treated so disrespectfully.
I had made it a daily task to visit and converse with this priestess, Kagome, and take her mind off my dim-witted brother. Now, if I was any lesser demon I would blatantly lie and say that I had no specific reason for this task, but I am not a lesser demon. I am Lord Sesshoumaru, so I find no reason to lie about this matter. I ended up finding her amusing to be perfectly honest, and I was rather curious about her origins. My reasons were very clear, and on one occasion I finally got her to talk to me about the subject of her home, and she told me of metal wagons that could move without the aide of animals that she called cars. I was impressed by the advancements that humans had created, but it was also just disturbing when she told me how many humans there were.
The priestess and I talked like this for about four cycles of the moon. In the duration of that time, Kagome had somehow transformed from the half-breeds wench, to an acquaintance, to a friend, and finally to the woman I wanted as my mate. I had grown a soft spot in my heart for the young priestess.
The prospect of a human mate was strange in my mind, but there was no denying that Kagome was much more than a mere human to me anymore. On the day after the fourth moon cycle, I asked her to travel with me, my ward Rin, and my retainer Jaken indefinitely. I never wanted her to go back to my useless brother again. She had a much better, brighter, and happier future with me.
She took a few minutes to answer. I could see a struggle going on right behind her eyes, and then resolve replaced that struggle. Kagome looked at me with determination and agreed to stay with me. I let my happiness show briefly, and then we made a quick departure.
