“Sesshomaru…” He gasped and fell on his hands and knees, his teeth clenched. I walked towards him.

“Sessh-“

“DON’T SAY MY NAME!” He growled in pain. I gasped and stepped back. Panicking I started to make my way to the cave entrance.

“Sango wait!” I stopped. He knew my name, I never told him that. His back was against the wall and he was looking at me with heated eyes. His face was even paler than before and he was visibly shaking. Something was going on here that I didn’t understand. I took a cautious step forward.

“How do you know my name?”

“I looked……in your wallet.” He replied in a ragged breath.

“Oh.” Oh. I did have my wallet with me.

“Well what just happened to you? Why’d you-“ I stopped. He looked like he wanted to bite my head off.

“Could you save your questions for someone who cares?” His voice was really cold and his eyes looked unusual. They looked like they were changing colors.
I decided to keep my mouth shut. I thought about all of the things that happened; the voice in the forest, this guy, the pain splitting headache, my family. MY FAMILY! They’re probably worried and wondering where I was. Hell I don’t even know where we are! I wouldn’t be surprised if they had the police looking for me. And to top it all off this Sesshomaru guy thinks demons are after me. I mean this is the figgin 21st century!

“Sango what are you doing??” He sounded irritated (guess he was still in pain). I was startled to see that I was right beside him. I must’ve walked over here when I was thinking.

“What?”

“Can you get your hands out of my hair?” My hands were in fact stroking his hair.

“Sorry I didn’t realize………..so are you feeling better?”

“Yes I’m fine.” He did look better. His face had a little more color in it, although I could see the tension in his body.

“So what just happened to you?” I was really really curious. I mean people don’t usually fall when their name is said. He looked at me with cold eye. I guess I was trespassing in hostile ground.

“My name has a curse on it.” I stared at him, he stared back.

“A curse…” I said cautiously. No reason to get him mad again.

“Yes, my name means Destruction of Life, and in some other cultures Killing Blade. Anyone who says my full name inflicts me with pain equivalent to that of a blade to the stomach. The same the same demon that’s after you put the curse on me 18 years ago. He took the power of my name and used it against me, you can imagine the difficulty it is having your name cursed. He’s nothing but a sadistic bastard.” He looked pissed off. I could tell that the fact that this happened hurt his pride. I would feel the same way, if this actually happened, which it didn’t.

“So you really believe in demons, and that your name is cursed? Even if I did believe you, that would mean he cursed you when you were what, a few months old, maybe 1 or 2 years old! ” I looked at him incredulously. This guy was out of his mind. He was looking at me weirdly, like I was some kind of idiot.

“Well yeah, why wouldn’t I? I am a demon after all and well over 900 years old. I just age slowly.” He said it simply; like it was everyday occurrences to have someone say they’re a ‘900 year old demon.’

“You’re feeding me crap, and I don’t like being fed crap.”

“Since you don’t believe me I guess I’ll have to show you.” He said it like I was some toddler that needed to be taught. He stood up and I follow suit.

“Watch my face.” I did as he instructed and I realized that were dilating and changing color. They looked…..golden. Amber gold. They air around us shifted, it became charged like a bolt of lightening before it strikes. Making started to develop on his face. There were two reddish purple markings on each side of his face and a crescent moon on the middle of his forehead. His hands turned to talons. The most shocking thing was the fact that his hair went from black to soft flowing silver. The hair on the back of my neck stood up.

He wasn’t human. He was a demon, something from the pits of Hell. He was deadly, a killer. He was really a demon. The realization hit me like a cold bucket of water. My eyes filled with unshed tears and my throat constricted, I couldn’t breath. For some reason I felt betrayed, my reality was gone.

I ran.

I hope you liked it, i had writers block when i wote it so im sure how it is. anyway i'll leave that up to u. He he he, betcha didn't think it would be Sango did u, and Sesshomaru seems nice for a change rite? Well you'll get to see why when the story continues! If u like it pop it! and thanx for reading.

Oh and id like to know if there's something wrong so feel free to critique it wont hurt me feelings(i swear).

BYE FOR NOW