I Never Knew

Summary: He was a hanyou… fated to be shunned and hated among the world of humans and fated to be hunted among the world of demons. She was an orphan… a human who helps cure injured demons; fated to be shunned and hated by humans, but most demons…sought her care, her love… what happens when their paths cross? Inu-Kag

Warnings: Characters are OCC and rated for later chapters

Konichiwa!

Disclaimer: Unfortunaly I do not own Inuyasha, simply writing from my own entertainment as well as my readers.

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Chapter 1: Healer

He ran through the autumn ridden forest known as Shirakami Forest, his legs carrying him as fast as he could, currently battling a game of predator v.s. prey.

'Not again…' he thought. 'Just leave me alone!' He bent down and pushed himself up off the soft ground, disappearing into the trees above him. He gracefully and quietly landed on the large branch of a tree approximately thirty feet from the ground. There was much cover due to the falling leaves of the autumn season, but he was hoping the branches of the various trees would hide him securely.

"Where are you hanyou!" Came a loud, angry voice from below. The hanyou remained still as a statue on the branch leaning against the truck, trying to hide himself inside. A demon appeared below him on the ground, his piercing red eyes searching for any trace of his pray, his long pale blond hair pulled back into a high pony tail, his pointed ears perked up momentarily and a smirk appeared on his face, bearing a fang.

"I can sense your fear half-demon." He snarled. The moth demon then pounced into the trees appearing above the hanyou glaring at him, a wicked smile on his face; the demon had not yet shown his true form.

"Shit." The hanyou muttered under his breath. Not wasting another second to become this moth demons not so guilty pleasure, he took of through the forest again, once again pushing his body past it's limit in an attempt to get away.

'And I can't use my sword against this demon either! His venom will drain my sword demonic aura…' thought the hanyou as he fingered his sword that was very dear to him.

"You won't get away half-breed!" The moth demon was catching up to him fast, soon he was right on the hanyou's tail, he then spewed his venomous web from his mouth; he struck the hanyou's right shoulder and cheek. The hanyou howled in pain, losing his concentration he fell head first to the ground. Snapping back to consciousness, he quickly noted the fast approaching hard ground and twisted himself at the last moment, and landed on his left side in what seemed to be a lush green meadow. The scents of herbs and lilies attacking his senses.

"Got ya." The moth demon growled as he now charged toward the fallen hanyou. The hanyou then braced himself for painful impact but none ever came. The hanyou opened his eyes and propped himself up on his left elbow. He saw the moth demon of who was pursuing him. He was standing not more than 300 feet from him. He was badly burned and shouting at the hanyou, but the hanyou could not hear what the moth demon was saying. Said hanyou cocked an eyebrow amusingly at the sight.

'A barrier?' the hanyou thought. Ignoring the obviously frustrated moth demon, knowing he was no longer in danger of him he stood on his shaky legs and sniffed the air. It was so clean, so pure, and fresh with the scent of herbs, water and lilies. He instantly felt remarkably relaxed.

'What is this place?' He wondered as he continued to eye the grounds.

'Why would this barrier allow me inside and not that demon?' The brief scent of a human caught his senses and instantly he tensed.

'A human…' He thought and growled, without a second thought began to head toward the scent.

'Feh, this place 'aint so pure after all, damned humans.' This scent led him back into the forest on the other side of the lush meadow still surrounded in the barrier. As he entered the wooded area and soon he soon came across a small, run down hut, the hut's wall were weathered, the roof threatening to collapse, the windows had no glass in them, and a thin torn bamboo door hung in the doorway. There was a stump just outside the hut obviously used for chopping firewood and flowers were plant at either side of the entrance, orchids.

'So this is where that stench is coming from. What a dump.' Walking up to the human's hut, he peered in the front window and saw a young woman cooking a pot of stew over her fire pit in the center of the hut. Her raven hair cascaded down her back, falling to her waist in gentle curls. She wore a brown torn skirt that stopped midway at her calves and a white yukata shirt; her back faced him so he could not see her face. He suddenly grunted in pain, the pain in his shoulder finally catching up to him, he could feel the venom from the demons web beginning to spread. He collapsed on the ground and leaned his back against the hut's wall.

"Is someone out there?" he heard the young women call from inside.

'H-her voice sounds so angelic…' He thought, he blushed shaking his head.

'Wh-what am I thinking! She's a damned human! The bitch will liking shoo you away the moment she sees you outside her home!' Just then said woman appeared outside her front door and her soft gray-blue orbs caught his amber ones, her skin was lightly tanned, but still considered a soft pale white, her face looked just as angelic as her voice had sounded.

"Oh my goodness! You're hurt!" The woman scrambled over to his feet, knelt down and held out a delicate hand.

"Here let me help you inside." She said. He looked at the soft delicate hand in front of him to her worried filled eyes.

'Worry? No fear? What is with this woman?' he thought then with a slight blush still aparent on his face, turned his head to look away from her.

"No thanks." He mumbled. Hearing this she retreated her hand and he heard her stand. He glanced back at her and she was smiling at him a disappointed, yet genuine smile. He felt his blush deepen slightly.

'A beautiful smile as well…' He thought aimlessly.

'God damn it stop thinking in such ways over a human! Remember what happened the last time you let your guard down around a human female half-breed!'

"Well alright then, you are welcome to stay here as long as you need." He heard her say. He was shocked; he sensed no lies coming from her. He turned back to face her, giving her a questioning look. She was at the entrance of her hut, about to walk back inside.

"You look like you've received some venom from that moth demon hanging around here lately. I'm going to prepare you an antidote and some food." She mentioned. She then gave him one last jaw dropping smile and walked inside. He stared at the entrance to the hut where he last saw her, once again in a state of shock.

'Sh-she's trying to help me?' He slumped down a bit and cringed in pain.

'She'd better hurry.' He sighed.

Not more than fifteen minutes later the young woman came outside again with a tray in her hands. She held the tray out for him, and it smelled delicious. She had made him beef and vegetable soup in a cracked porcalin bowl, with come warm bread, one glass contained his antidote she prepared him, and the other held a clean, cool glass of water.

"I'm sorry that it is not much, I need to go hunting, let alone stock up on my supplies." She mentioned. He remained still, not looking at her or giving her any type of response, he refused to take the tray she was handing him, the untrustworthy years of his life holding him back. She then frowned a bit, knelt down and set the tray down to his left side, right near the entrance to her hut.

"I understand if you don't want to eat, but please do take your antidote." She said softly, barely above a whisper, any normal human would never have picked up what she said. She stood back up and walked back inside. The hanyou looked at the tray she provided him and once he thought he knew she was busy inside, he grabbed the tray. Little did he know that a certain young woman saw him grab her tray she had provided him from underneath the doorway, this young woman wore a warm smile upon her features as she witnessed this.

The first thing he did was chug his antidote, he knew he needed it soon, the venom was spreading fast. It tasted bitter, but that didn't bother him. He grabbed the soup and poured it down his throat.

'I didn't realize how hungry I was.' He thought as he savored the delicious taste.

'And damn this human is a good cook; does she hunt this meat on her own?' He wondered as he swallowed the last drop. He ate the warm bread and swallowed it down with his water.

'Maybe this human isn't all that bad.' He thought and for the first time he allowed her scent flow through his senses.

'Vanilla and lilies.' He thought as he embedded her scent in his mind. It completely relaxed him, more so than he had ever been probably in his whole life.

'I still haven't gotten her name.' Was his last thought before her scent lulled him to sleep.

The young woman noticed the hanyou outside her home had finally fallen asleep and she smiled.

'Now I can wrap those wounds of his and wash his hayori and yukata shirt.' She thought. She gathered her supplies in her arms and quietly walked outside to where her hanyou guest was staying. She knelt down beside him and set her things beside her. She carefully began removing his hayori, once removed she set is aside doing the same with his yukata, not once disturbing him from his sleep. She then gasped at the sight of his bare tanned skin and toned arms and chest, blushing she rapidly shook her head.

'What are you thinking! You've seen hundreds of demons bare chests before!' She inwardly shouted to herself. She glanced back at him again, her blush deepening.

'Yet none of them have ever affected me quiet like this…' Sighing she took a deep breath and slowed her rapidly beating heart. Once she had calmed herself, determined she began to study his wound.

'Looks like the antidote did the trick.' She smiled to herself sensing the venom had now almost completely left his body.

'But because he was poisoned, even being part demon this wound will take a while to completely close and heal.' She dipped her rag into the warm water and began cleaning his wounds.

'He sure is sound asleep, like he hasn't had a good night's rest in years.' She thought to herself.

She finished cleaning his wounds successfully without waking him, she then applied some herbal medicine to the wounds; she placed a medical bandage on his cheek and began to wrap his shoulder. He stirred a bit when she moved closer to him, but he only seemed to relax into her touch. Smiling softly she cut and tied off his shoulder bandage.

"All set." She whispered as she picked up her supplies and put them away inside. She came back out and grabbed his soiled clothing. She then headed to the creek behind her hut to begin cleaning them.

The hanyou awoke to the warm autumn sun hitting his face, the smells, the area, it was unfamiliar to him, it took a moment for the the hanyou to registar where he was.

'Oh yeah, I stumbled into that humans barrier. I'm outside her hut.' He sat up and stretched, wincing as pain shot through his right shoulder. He hissed and grabbed his right shoulder and noticed that something didn't feel quite right.

'A bandage? Where is my…' looking around his hayori and yukata were nowhere to be found. Then it clicked.

'Sh-she bandaged me up while I was asleep?' He blushed then growled.

'How DARE she touch me while I am asleep! Damn why did I leave myself in such a vulnerable state?' He stood and stormed into the entrance of her hut, all but tearing down the bamboo that hung in the doorway.

"WHERE…!" He began to shout when he saw his clothing hanging on a rack near the slow burning fire.

"Oh…" He mumbled and spotted the woman who took him into her care. She was sleeping on the bare ground, using her arms as a pillow, she had a very light sheet she was using for a blanket.

'It is almost winter, how in the world is she living like this? How long has she been living like this?' He wondered. He looked around the small hut, there was no floor. She slept on the dirt, there was a fire pit and to his right it seemed to be a make shift kitchen with one table for her to work off of, no other shelves or counters. He looked to the back of the hut and saw an open doorway, a sheer blanket hung in that doorway. Walking over silently to the back of the hut, he pushed the blanket aside and looked to see what was behind it. This small back room had a large hole in the roof, there also was no floor and the furniture was destroyed.

'What in the hell happened in here?' he asked himself and looked back to the sleeping woman by the fire, his stern expression softened. He sighed and walked over to where his clothes were hanging by the fire.

"Washed and dried…" He mumbled to himself pulling his hayori from the drying rack.

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