It had bed several years of practice, but at last I'd mastered it: my dreams.

It was this beautiful place I wanted to go to. The place was full of monsters and demons, but they never bothered me much.

From the first time I went there; I wanted to go back. I'd be lying if I said it was just for the scenery. There was another reason.

He was a demon lord. Lord Sesshomaru, he was called. I had caught a glimpse of him when I dreamed the first time.

I had felt such a strange pull, a desire to be near him forever.

And now here I was! I was back, and I saw him there, lying under the tree.

I sensed that he was injured and I sympathized. I have a weak constitution myself and I hate the days when I can't move. However, I have strong spiritual powers.

I sat beside him, and my healing silver Light poured into his body.

He began to stir.

Xxx

Sesshomaru had never thought he would want to see a human girl at all, let alone more than once. This woman; he did not understand his fascination with her.

When she came every time she was wearing strange clothes, stranger even than that Kagome creature. She wore soft long coverings over her arms and legs that were not made of a material he knew, and were certainly not a kimono.

In fact, ever since he'd seen her the first time, he'd secretly scented her so no demon would harm her. Then he had gone to the nearest town and bought the finest kimono.

He felt like he was going crazy. She was a mortal woman! But...that silver Light...

He raised his head and met her eyes. Before he could speak, she smiled.

"Good morning Lord Sesshomaru!" She beamed at him. "I am Kurisuta. You can call me Kuri."

He said nothing and indicated the parcel at his side holding the kimono.

"Don't worry, my lord." Kuri said. "Your treasures are safe."

He shook his head. "Lady Kuri." She was indeed a Lady! "The parcel there is this Sesshomaru's gift to you, his Lady."

Kuri's eyes widened and her cheeks colored in surprise. She lifted the elaborate kimono out and put the silk to her cheek smiled.

Sesshomaru looked at her expectantly.

"Oh! I see!" Kuri took the kimono into the trees with her and then emerged wearing it properly, looking like the goddess he saw every time he looked at her.

What was this feeling?

As she lay her head against mako, Sesshomaru realized he was experiencing pull of the mate.

She had disappeared by morning.