A Perfect Vision by Miharu

A New Name

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except maybe the plot....but I would like to own the white clad figure (dreamy look).

Genre: I don't really think this is angst, or real angst anyways, so I might be changing that part later... but really it's definitely romance and whatever falls in between.

Darkness everywhere, she could not see anything but the black abyss that was before her vision. She waved her hands in front of her face...

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

A scream that could awake the very demons of hell penetrated the night; a scream released from the capacity of her lungs and the depths of her soul. The scream was then followed by a light so blinding that the sun would lose its brilliants in comparison. The girl passed out.

A figure clad in white alerted by the scream and flash of power came upon a forest grove. If on any set day, this little grove would have been a fit place for a picnic with some tea and bread, however all remained of the grove after the flash was an electrical static so powerful that the plants in the vicinity would turn to ashes at the light touch of a finger. The figure cringed inside as he moved towards the center of the grove to find the source: a girl, a human girl.

If this clad figure had been himself for the last few years or had missed the powerful display of power, he would have probably ignored the human there and then; he would have left the pathetic organism to die. He would have killed the human girl if this was only a few decades back. He, the Lord of the Western Lands, would have nothing to do with any human, no less his brother's wench, if it was not for the fact that he was highly curious at that moment. He would never have been like this before if it was not for the few changes in his life over the past years. But, nonetheless, he had changed, though probably not noticeable enough. Thus he picked up the passed out human girl with his remaining arm and placed her over his shoulder to return to his palace.

She ran, but no matter where she turned, there was only that abyss of darkness. Nothing was in sight except this darkness of inky black. Soon the inky black substances crawled its way up at her feet. She tried to kick the inky substances off her, but only further help the process of the devouring. It crept up her waist, having already bounded her hands. The more she struggled the more it progressed. It was so cold against her skin. She closed her mouth to prevent an invasion into her inner body, but all was useless for it went up her nose. The feeling of being plunged into an icy lake was only child's play in comparison to what it made her feel, then so slowing the substances covered her eyes.

He was sure that his ears would have been ringing for days if he was in the room upon her awakening, but just the same his ears rang from outside the hall. Luckily for him though the girl was empty of white flashes this time, or he would have been like those plants in the grove.

He entered the room instantly after the scream, on extremely high alert. The girl was hysterical, but luckily the second and third screams were not as loud for his hand were quickly covering and muffling the horrid pitch.

"Calm down." A voice entered her ears. A voice so full of patience and control underlying with coldness, that it only further freaked her out. She struggled against his hold.

"Calm down." This time there was a threatening note to the phrase. It was so cold that it sent a shiver up her spine, and left her feeling defenseless. She creased her struggles.

Eternity seemed to have passed while she panted from the previous struggle, and he still held her down. In this span of time, her mind was slowly slowing down her chaotic panic. After the chaotic panic slowed to a tolerable measure, millions of thoughts were going through her mind each millisecond. He watched with a plastered mask and two observant amber orbs as all the thoughts and emotions flashed across her face. Humans were so easy to read sometimes..... or was it just her?

Finally calmed to a controllable state, she settled on one of the trillions of thoughts that had been processed. She softly clawed at his hand on her mouth asking permission to speak. He removed his hand, sure that she was finally manageable.

Sitting up and staring blankly at the space in front of her with her hands folded in her lap, she stated, "I can't see."

If he was shocked, well nobody could tell with that mask on, but anyhow he was sure that she carried no injuries when he had bought her back. He bent over and checked her eyes. Nothing was wrong with them as far as any doctor could see. Her blue gray eyes always seemed to have a life of their own; nothing seemed to be wrong with them. He stared into them closer; the eyes seemed to have lost.... life.

After a while, he stated, "Girl, it would seem like whatever happened in that grove before I reached you have caused you your vision." A chill went up her spine at his addressing manners towards her.

She slowly brought her hands up to her eyes as if checking them for herself. She felt nothing when she touched them from her lids. They seemed to have lost life.

She sat there holding her hands up to her eyes for what seemed like eternity again. He watched her for eternity again, greatly interested in what she would do next. However, what came out of her next caught him off guard, but sadly there was no one in the room to actually see it.

She suddenly reached out for his face, and rested her palm against his cheeks and whispered, "My name is Kagome, Ka-Go-Me. Not girl."

Ah, he thought, yes, that was her name was it not. He had distinctly remembered her as his brother's wench; however her name had passed out his grasp down in memory lane. He may have acknowledged her for all the times she got in his way, but acknowledgement did not earn enough of his interest to keep up with names. However, this time, after seeing her display of power and her situation, he was greatly entrapped with interest and curiosity, enough to store her name. Now however, he pondered on why it was that she came to be without his brother and their little group of annoying pests. Why was she left defenseless? Why was his bastard brother not beside her protecting her like he always does? What happened to her that caused this abnormal lost of vision? Did she always have that much power before? Were her powers always that uncontrollable? While pondering all this time he seemed to have lost track of the fact that this human was still touching his great person, and the said human – Kagome, was it? – was now fidgeting as if waiting for him to say something.

Having not gotten a response of any kind from the male beside her, Kagome became nervous to a point of annoyed. So she did what she thought would get his attention best. She moved her other hand to grasp his whole face into her blind view.

"I think it's your turn now. Who are you?"

This little action as innocent as it is to her, snapped him out of his thoughts into staring down at her lifeless blue orbs. He pulled out of her grasp.

"You will refrain from touching me in this manner." Another shiver ran up her spine. This time embarrassment coursed through her with it and made her head drop while her hands returned to their position on her lap.

"I'm s-sorry."

Though no longer could her eyes express emotions that did not however made her any less readable. Kagome's body language and blush, which shown through the corners of her tilted down head, gave her away.

"I'm sorry, again. But really... who are you?"

Having thought of this since the first time she asked, the male figure stood there contemplating on whether or not he should reveal his identity. Not having her know of his identity gave him an upper hand on her, and he being the great lord he was, knew how to keep such information to his advantage. Also without her knowing who he was exactly gave him more free range to observe her and find out more about the human girl named, "Kagome". Not having her know who he was would also save his ears from her screams of being kidnapped by an enemy. He was after all her "enemy" or more like his brother's enemy anyways.

However, if he was to lie to her about his identity, then his honor would be damaged. He as the Lord of the Western Lands knew of and about honor, and it was his pride. So he decided to tell her a truth.

"It would not benefit you of any kind to know my identity, for if I had wanted to kill you to begin with, you would not have lived." Hey, that was a truth, even though not exactly the truth to the asked question. "If my identity is so much of importance to you, then I suggest you do it the hard way and find out on your own."

"But what am I suppose to call you."

"Such an irrelevant matter is not of my concern."

At this point the blind Kagome placed a tapping finger on her chin as if in deep thoughts of some kind. However, soon and suddenly, a smile spread across her face as if a light bulb had finally lit upstairs.

"Oh, I know! Since you did save me, I'll call you Kyuusaisha, actually Kyuu for short, ne?"

He arrogantly smirked at the irony of it all. He, a person who had tried to kill her at times, was now deemed as her savior, oh the sick twist of fate.

"Do as you please," with that the white clad figure, known as Sesshoumaru by those who could see, left the room.

A/N: Okay, this is my very very very very FIRST fanfiction, well...the very first ever sort of published anyways... I tend to not like to let my works be read that much. But thank you for reading and please review, I would so love some feedback on whether this idea is good or not, but even if you flame me i think i would still continue for the sake of myself. Oh, also I had to write down his name at the end because it was killing me! I mean it was very obvious who he was, but it was killing me because I tried not to write the name till the very end. After writing down his name, it felt wonderful!...yes, I'm weird... Anyways, thank you again and ja ne for now?

-Miharu