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Crescent Moon	By : FlameWolf666 Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 14739 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone or anything from Inuyasha. Nor do I profit from writing this story. This is just for fun.

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Author's Note: I just wanted to have some fun with an O.C. Read and review please!
Crescent Moon
By: FlameWolf
Chapter One: Confusion
` Cold! It was so cold! The air smelled like a forest and there was a strong breeze. Also the ground was rough and pointy. Groaning, a black haired female opened her hazel eyes. 'Did I leave the window open?' she wondered groggily. With a fumbling hand, the pajama clad female reached into the empty darkness to find a lamp that wasn't there. Her brow wrinkled in confusion as her questing hand didn't come in contact with anything after reaching for a bit. Trying to force her eyes to adjust to the pitch black, the confused woman looked around blindly. Something wasn't right at all. This didn't feel like her bed and the night sounds she was hearing were far too clear. It was almost as if she were outside.
Slowly her eyes began to adapt, allowing her to be able to make out the shapes of trees and bushes. Suddenly she was wide awake and stumbling to her feet. The cold wind blew through the flimsy pajamas she wore as she clutched her small hands to her ample bosom. Where was she? How did she get here? What on earth was going on? “Okay Flame, get a hold of yourself,” she whimpered, staring around with large, frightened eyes. A snapping twig snapped her back to reality as she spun around to blindly look for the source of the noise. Her hazel eyes strained to make out anything in the shadows of the surrounding foliage.
Shaking, Flame whimpered as her eyes could make out nothing in the darkness. Anything could be out there in this darkness. She had nothing to protect herself with or any sort of light source. Rubbing her cold arms, the cold, scared woman looked up into the sky for any sign of a moon or stars. Unfortunately the sky was overcast with nothing but blackness to greet her. On the verge of tears, Flame headed towards the nearest tree. Looking up, Flame contemplated climbing it despite her extreme fear of heights. It would certainly be safer up there until daylight.
With a resigned sigh, the shaking female began to scrabble up the tree. The rough bark scraped against her, leaving small, bleeding wounds. Undeterred, Flame climbed up until she was two feet off the ground. Holding her knees against her chest, the shell shocked woman began to cry softly. Small shadows moved in the woods below as she sobbed quietly. Somehow she doubted there would be any sleep tonight.
A bright light pierced through the darkness of her closed eyes, causing Flame to flinch awake. She covered her eyes, only to nearly fall off the branch she was perched on. Her heart lurched in her stomach as she felt herself begin to slide. Grasping with her blunt nails, Flame stabilized herself quickly. Grasping her chest while nearly fainting in fear, Flame tried to get her racing heart to slow down. Once her heart was no longer trying to beat its way free of her chest, Flame carefully began to climb down.
As soon as her feet touched the ground, the shaking female nearly kissed the ground. Now that the sun was shining, Flame took the opportunity to explore her surroundings. She was in a huge forest. In fact there seemed to be no end to it. Looking up at the sun to gauge her position, Flame began to head towards the west. Any direction seemed as good as the next right now. “I hope I can find a road or something. I don't know how this happened but I have to get through this,” she encouraged to herself.
As she walked, she was disappointed to only encounter more forest. At least it was peaceful here. Birds were singing, dusts motes were playing in the sunshine. Not a sign of another living thing to be found anywhere. As she walked, Flame's stomach growled loudly to remind her that she hadn't eaten since yesterday. Stopping, she began to look around for any berries or edible plants. The only things she saw were some bamboo shoots barely breaking the ground. Biting her lip, Flame chose to move on but to keep her eye out.
All too soon she found herself walking in the muted light of midday. By now her stomach was aching and growling loudly from hunger. So far she had been unsuccessful in getting food. Sitting down, Flame huddled in a ball to rock herself. She had never been so hungry in her life. She was so desperate that she began to nibble on some grass to quell the hunger pangs. As she nibbled on the sweet blades, she heard a loud crash from a few feet to her left. Flame shot to her feet, her shoulder length black hair fluttering with her movement. 'What on earth was that?!'
Cautiously, she began to move in the direction the noise had come from. She sincerely hoped it was just loggers and not some bear knocking over trees. As she kept walking she heard more loud crashes and the ground was starting to shake under her feet. Also some odd noises were coming from up ahead. It almost sounded like growling. 'Maybe its just the chainsaws and the shaking is from large trees hitting the ground,' she tried to reason. As she got closer the shaking almost got as bad as a small earthquake. The crashing noises were like thunder to her ears, forcing her to cover them. The noises were also definitely more animal than machine.
The area around her began to show signs of something cataclysmic happening here. Trees were torn up, deep gashes about nine feet long and two feet deep were all over the ground, tufts of white fur was caught in the bark of some of the broken trees. The whole scene mystified her. What could cause such damage? Her curiosity getting the better of her, Flame moved closer to the noises until she spied a flash of white through the dense trees. Cautiously, she timidly peered past the trees to see a sight that took her breath away.
A giant white dog with magenta stripes on both cheeks and a blue crescent moon on its head was locked in battle with a giant spider. Flame immediately froze in fear, holding her breath. She wanted nothing more than to run before the two monsters noticed her but her legs felt like two steel beams. She was helplessly rooted to the spot, watching the two combatants throw each other around. The giant dog had several bleeding gashes and bites but the spider was missing four legs and a couple eyes. It certainly looked like the dog was winning.
Her hazel eyes widened as the dog pinned the spider down to deal the killing blow. The spider lurched forward, biting the huge canine with its large fangs. Tipping back its massive head, the bleeding dog let out a howl of pain. Wincing, Flame covered her ears to protect them from the sheer volume of the vocalization. With the fangs of the arachnid still in its neck, the dog jerked its head down and bit the head off the creature.
Blood still dripping from its fanged mouth, the snarling dog turned its head to stare right at her. Its crimson eyes bored into her while its lip twitched up and down. Flame gasped as its hackles bristled and it took a defensive stance. Then she ran as fast as she could away from the creature. The ground started shaking violently, nearly throwing her off her feet, as she tried to lose the pursuing beast. She knew that it was no use even as she continued to run. The thing was so huge that it would catch up to her in no time. She could already feel its hot breath on the back of her neck.
Suddenly she was pressed into the grassy ground by a huge white paw that nearly covered her. The rough paw pads scraped against her already abused skin as the giant canine bent its head down. Its upper lip still raised to show it meant business, the building sized canine almost seemed to examine her. As its nose twitched, taking in her scent, it slowly lowered its upper lip. “N-nice doggy,” Flame stuttered, unable to think of anything else to say to placate the creature.
As soon as the words left her mouth, the over sized canine almost seemed to snort in annoyance. Gingerly, now that she was fairly certain that she wasn't going to be lunch, Flame began to pat one of the large toes pinning her. “O-okay fella. Y-you can see I mean n-no harm right?” she asked shakily.
Huffing, the white beast lifted its paw off the shaking female. Flame got to her feet clumsily, brushing herself off. When she looked back up, the huge dog was staring down at her. Blood trickled from several wounds all over its body except for the punctures on its neck; those were trickling a weird, green fluid as well as blood. Yet the beast seemed more concerned with trying to figure her out. Its head was cocked to the side like it was almost listening to something.
Flame walked towards it slowly, looking it over. The dog sat, almost seeming to sigh as she stared up at it. Her eyes wandered to its lower belly, blushing as she noticed the mammoth sheath it sported. It was definitely a male. “What are you? Why do you look so familiar?” she asked out loud. The huge dog tilted its head down to look at her as she spoke. He was also smart. For some reason it looked like the huge beast had questions of his own.
Sesshomaru stared down at the small, oddly dressed female before him. He had expected her to run from him again once he let her up, instead she was examining him curiously. Where had she come from? Why was she dressed in such odd attire? Why did she say he looked familiar? He had never seen this human in his long life. He wanted to change to ask her these questions himself but the spider's poison had him stuck in his demon form. It would be a week until he changed back. Until then he supposed he could stay around her until he could ask her what he wanted.
Suddenly a loud growl from her empty stomach broke the silence. With a blush, Flame covered her stomach with one hand. “I'm so hungry...,” she whimpered quietly. To her surprise, the giant beast stood up and began to walk off into the woods. Not wanting to be left alone again, Flame started to run after him. The large animal turned around, giving her a hard glare. Making a small noise of fear, she stopped in her tracks. With an annoyed sounding growl, the massive canine picked her up gently by the back of her shirt and carried her back to where they had started. Giving her another hard stare, the dog walked into the woods again.
Still stunned by being carried like a baby, Flame stood where the canine had placed her. With the way he was acting, it was almost as if he wanted her to stay here. Deciding to listen to what the small voice inside was telling her, Flame sat in the grass and waited. She wondered if he would come back at all. Flame sighed, resting her chin on her knees. If he was coming back, she hoped he wouldn't be long. If the spider and the dog were any indication, she wasn't in Kansas anymore. Why did the dog seem so familiar? Well she had some time to think about it while he was gone.
Sesshomaru hoped the human took his signals as he looked for something to bring back to feed her. After all it wouldn't do to have her expire from hunger. Wanting to get back quickly, the western lord sniffed the air for anything that he could feed the female. He scented persimmons on the wind and moved toward them. Gently, he plucked the white fruit with his claws so he wouldn't get his saliva all over them. He placed the fruit on his back, then went back the way he came. Although it had only been five minutes, the transformed lord hoped nothing had happened to the female.
As Flame waited for the animal to come back or not, she pondered on why he kept tickling her memory. It was right on the tip of her tongue and driving her nuts. Her brow was furrowed with frustration as she tried to remember. Suddenly it came to her and she stiffened. If her suspicions were correct then how could she even be here? Here wasn't even supposed to exist! She could test her theory when the dog returned. Now she had absolutely no doubt at all that he would.
Five minutes later the white beast emerged from the trees looking decidedly annoyed. He was holding one paw up and hobbling towards her awkwardly. Either he had hurt himself or he was carrying something. If this dog was who she thought he was, he was holding something. She craned her neck to look up into his red eyes as he deposited six persimmons in front of her. Now was the perfect time to test her theory! “Thank you Lord Sesshomaru,” she remarked with a respectful bow. If he didn't respond, she was going to feel really foolish.
Sesshomaru blinked, almost jumping in surprise that she knew his name and title. She certainly didn't look like one of his subjects. This woman was getting more and more interesting by the minute. Lowering his head, he sniffed at her again just to be sure that she didn't come from his lands. She smelled of apples and roses but not his lands. Unable to ask her, he settled for quirking a fluffy brow to show his confusion.
Flame was just as shocked by his reaction. It was Sesshomaru! The implications made her mind reel. Where she had come from Sesshomaru was from an anime! None of this was supposed to be real! How did this happen? How could this happen? Would she ever get home again? More and more questions buzzed through her mind as the western lord stared at her. Suddenly feeling faint, the pale female sat down and held her head in both hands. This couldn't be real. None of this could be happening. It had to be a dream. Flame gave her arm a pinch to try to wake herself up. “Ouch, welp not a dream..” she muttered to herself.
Meanwhile, Sesshomaru was getting impatient. She seemed to be as confused as him from her scent. In fact she wasn't paying attention to him at all. That certainly wouldn't do. The taiyoukai reached out with a huge paw, poking her with a claw to get her attention. The western lord wasn't accustomed to being ignored and this human certainly wasn't going to do it.
Startling at the sudden poke, Flame looked up to see a very frustrated Inu-youkai glaring at her. The very aura around him yelled of impatience and curiosity. Whatever color was left in her face drained as she realized what he wanted. He wanted to know how she knew his name. 'Oh great Flame, what are you going to tell him?' her mind asked sardonically. While she was pondering on what to say, the impatient lord huffed at her, telling her that time was short.
“This is going to sound crazy so just bare with me..,” she started, looking at him for approval. Sesshomaru only nodded, continuing to stare at her silently.
“I come from a time well ahead of this one. In my time we watch plays on a box called a T.V. Magic sends many plays to many T. V.s all over the world,” she explained, pausing to let the information sink in.
Sesshomaru absorbed what she told him quietly. The woman was from a different time? That would certainly explain the strange clothing as well as her odd actions. Where she came from also had strong magic from what she was describing. If she got here, maybe she could go back and bring him with her. He would very much like to see these wonders for himself. Still none of this explained how she knew who he was. Refocusing on the small mortal, he nodded for her to continue.
Seeing the nod, Flame began to wring her hands nervously. This next bit he might not take so well. “Well one of the plays I used to watch was a fictional story. A story about this world,” she murmured, unable to look him in the eyes. Shaking, she nervously awaited his reaction.
All the western lord could do was blink. A play about this world? Fictional? Did that mean he was nothing but a fairly tale to her people? Growling in frustration, the transformed youkai wanted nothing more than to go back to his normal form. He had so many unanswered questions burning inside him.
Noticing his frustration, Flame rubbed her pajama clad arm. She knew full well the youkai in front of her could kill her instantly if he so wished. Suddenly a new question came to her mind. Why hadn't he tranformed back into his human form? Looking up, she looked at him curiously. Maybe it had something to do with the venom the spider had injected. “Um, Lord Sesshomaru, why haven't you changed back?” she asked tentatively.
Her question startled him out of his frustrated musings. How could he answer her if he couldn't talk? Sighing heavilly, he merely pointed at the dripping puncture wounds on his neck with one claw. It was beginning to annoy him that he couldn't communicate. Although he had never spoken much before now, he missed the ability now that he needed it.
Flame nodded and started to say more when her stomach let out another loud complaint. Blushing, she picked up one of the orange fruits. She carefully examined the heart shaped berry before taking a large bite. A tangy, sweet taste filled her mouth as she chewed. When she finished the first one she quickly reached for the next one, tearing into it voraciously. She had never tasted anything so wonderful in her life! The juice ran down her chin as she ate with wild abandon. She didn't even pause to wipe her chin as she reached for the next fruit.
Knowing he wouldn't get anything more out of her until she ate, Sesshomaru resigned himself to watching her. From the way she was going it almost seemed like she hadn't eaten in days. Huffing softly, he looked around for any sign of demons wandering around. He wasn't surprised to see nothing stirring at all. Most demons avoided him because of his strong aura. He was possibly the most powerful demon besides Naraku and most knew it.
By the time she was finally finished with the persimmons, the sun was starting to dip low in the sky. As the air cooled, Flame began to shiver. She found herself wishing that at least some of her warmer clothes would appear. These pajamas were no protection against the cold at all. Standing up, she looked up at the stoic beast and asked, “Any ideas of where to go now Lord Sesshomaru?” As she watched, the canine lord stood up. He slowly lowered his head, gently picking her up by the back of her shirt again and placing her in his neck ruff. The fur around her what long, silky and white as snow. If she wanted to, she could simply sink into it and lose herself.
As the human in his long neck ruff nestled in, the taiyoukai snorted in annoyance. He would allow it this once since she was cold but he wouldn't allow her to treat him like a common dog after this. Growling softly, he ran off into the dense woods. The trees fell in front of him as he galloped towards the west. If he got her to his home he could at least give her something more warm to wear than the strange garments she had on. As he ran, he noticed the female had nearly buried herself in his neck fur but was still shivering violently. As the last of the light faded from the day, Sesshomaru trotted into a nearby cave. Once inside he laid down to allow his passenger to slide off.
Flame was reluctant to leave the warmth of Sesshomaru's neck ruff but she slid off him. She figured he would pluck her off himself if she didn't. She looked around the cave and found herself impressed. It was simply huge! The space could have held two of Sesshomaru standing. The wall were perfectly smooth and mark free, as if it had been made by someone. “Did you make this place?” she asked, rubbing her arms to keep warm.
Sesshomaru only nodded, laying on his side while watching her. Flame nodded in response, resuming her exploration. It was like being inside a giant dome made of stone. Nothing else was inside the cave besides her and the inu-youkai. Flame's teeth started to chatter as the stone accentuated the coldness of the night air. It was so cold, she wished she could start a fire. Suddenly she heard a quiet wuffing noise and she turned to face Sesshomaru. The giant dog was staring at her intently, moving his tail to make a space for her.
Flame froze, blushing furiously as she understood he wanted her to sleep against him. It would be a lot warmer than sleeping on the cold, stone floor. She knew, though, that Sesshomaru hated humans with one exception. Not to mention the fact that she had a huge crush on him. Ever since she had started watching the show when she was 18, she had a crush on the handsome taiyoukai. She had often wondered what his demon form's fur felt like. She had even fantasized about giving him a belly rub while he was in dog form. A slightly louder wuffing noise startled her back to reality.
His red eyes glared at her, a clear warning in their crimson depths. If she didn't go voluntarily, he would place her there himself. He didn't want her to freeze to death before he had answers after all. Flame swallowed and moved towards the towering demon. The closer she got, the slower she went until he pushed her against him gently with a giant paw. Before she could protest, Sesshomaru put his heavy, fluffy tail over her. Resigned to her fate, the blushing woman closed her eyes and tried to sleep. As she slipped into real slumber, Sesshomaru watched over her to make sure she stayed warm. After all, he seldom needed to sleep.
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