The Hand With A Mind Of Its Own.

[Kriss]

The monk sighed, purple robes fluttering around his feet as he walked. hes destination~? The hot springs. He needed to relax. Hunting for the shards and Naraku wasn't easy. After a while, it took its toll on even the strongest persons. Miroku included.

He grinned, his hand twitching slightly. And who knew, there could be some cute girls there~! He chuckled at the thought, brushing his bangs from his violet eyes, frowning as he noticed how empty the springs were today. No cute girls~? Ah well. "Better luck next time," he muttered, slipping off is wooden sandals, as he began to disrobe.

[Inu Sasha]

He sensed a monk. Large tricolor eyes opened and the tiny devil stopped, tilting his head. How odd. Most monks would have walked away from the barrier that surrounded this place, since most of them weren't very powerful and very much like the common man. Inu Sasha sighed and he walked towards the springs, the short kimono he wore matching his snow white hair.

The devil hummed softly, skipping slightly as he walked towards the naturally heated springs. How odd it was for a monk to be here. He thought he made the barrier strong enough. It must have broke as he walked farther away from it. Inu Sasha shook his head and ducked behind a tree, watching the monk slowly undress and step into the waters.

It was odd to him. This monk was young and didn't even have a grey hair on his head or body. His eyes traveled along his skin and found no hair or scar. Unmarked by anything? How old has he? Yet, he noticed that he kept rosemary on his left hand, along with a purple cloth. How....confusing. What type of monk was he. He smelt dog demon on him, yet he decided he was human. At least....human-like. There was something about him.

The devil let out a small sigh and leaned against the tree he was behind. How disappointing. A cute man, yes, but a monk. Someone that could hurt him. He shook his head and let out some more air. Should he continue to stalk him? His mind and body said yes.

[Kriss]

The male sighed in delight as the hot water touched his skin, and he felt his body relax, though only for a moment. He senced something, or someone, and he frowned, violet eyes opening again as he looked around, pinpointing the location of the energy he was feeling. How odd. He had thought this place was empty. At least, it had appeared to be.

The monk, sighed, shaking his head slightly. Could he not get a moments peace without some demon coming along~? "Show yourslef~! I know your there~!" This energy he was getting from the other...It was an odd energy. Somewhat dark and tainted now that he thought about it. "Come out and I may spare you~!"

[Inu Sasha]

Inu Sasha's ears perked up and he sighed, pushing himself from the trunk of the tree. So, the monk sensed him. The devil sighed and he peaked out from behind the tree, his ears slightly flattened as he gazed at the monk, "It wouldn't be wise killing me monk. After all, killing me might end the life of all demons."

The devil looked and spoke like a young girl, yet, there was a sense of masculine essence to him. His chest was flat, yes, but his hips were slightly curved and his legs long and thin like a woman's. He giggled slightly and he crouched down and kneel at the edge of the hot spring, looking at the monk curiously, "Besides, would you kill someone like me, monk?" His voice dripping with seducing magic. Not that the devil would embrace him. No. He wasn't one to have sex with a monk. It would be like saying he wanted to be the god of light and life. Something stupid for someone like him.

Inu Sasha gazed at him some more, getting a clearer view of him. This human was cute, yet, he would like to get a bite out of him. The thought of this monk under him screaming for mercy as he sunk his fangs into his neck and throat, the sweet blood flowing into his mouth, ran throughout his mind but he pushed it away. It was foolish to do such a thing right now, yet, the thought remained and the look of blood lust showed in his eyes.

[Kriss]

The monk observed Inu Sasha, and though many things about this person were femminine, he could tell that this person was male. Narrowing his eyes at him, Miroku shifted slightly in the water, his cursed hand resting on a rock above the hot springs water, the rosmary and purple cloth quite visable. "Who are you," he asked, cocking an eyebrow at the other.

Miroku shifted again, looking closer at Inu Sasha, and noting the blood thirsty look in his eyes, and frowned again. He wouldn't randomly attack this boy. Not unless he had to.

[Inu Sasha]

Inu Sasha let out a small giggle, his right hand covering his delicate mouth and he closed his eyes, a light blush appearing on his dead cheeks, "I believe the question you should ask, monk, is 'What are you', not who are you." His eyes opened and his hand uncovered his mouth as he smiled at the man, watching him carefully, "Noneless, I will answer you question. I go by many names. Crommach Crumm is a common one. So is Leon. Some people call me Pet. Or Whore. Or Slut. But, I prefer to go by my birth name: Inu Sasha." He continued to observe the monk in a seductive cat-like position, his large ears tweaking slightly as he showed off some skin. He giggled and shook his head, the kimono slowly growingly longer and into a tight black suit with spiked belts at his waist and jewelry covering his thin wrists and arms. Yet, he didn't move and kept this position, watching him, "Would you care to tell me your's, my pretty monk-sama, or would you prefer for me to give you one?"

[Kriss]

Miroku listen to Inu Sasha, and cocked his head to the side, blinking slightly. "Your pretty monk-sama~?" He chuckled slightly, shaking his head. "Hardly. They call me Miroku," he said, eyeing the male now. What was Inu Sasha doing~? Flirting with him~? "So, Inu Sasha, what are you doing here, neh~?"

[Inu Sasha]

Inu sasha smiled deviously and he shrugged, sitting up with his delicate hands in his lap, "I am here because I sensed you. Oddly, you just walked through my barrier." The devil pouted slightly, his rose petal lips slightly parted. "Also...I'm looking for my next meal." He lightly tapped his rips, feeling them easily and winced slightly at the pain. He smiled and looked at the steam rising from the spring and then back at Miroku, his head tilted, "What brings you here monk? There isn't a village here any more."

[Kriss]

Mirkou shrugged, leaning back in the water more, steam rising and curling around his face. "It is usually quite quiet here. Plus, i need to relax once in a while." He cocked an eyebrow at Inu Sasha, and blinked. "Barrier~? I senced no barrier around this area."

[Inu Sasha]

Inu Sasha shook his head and giggled, "The barrier was to keep out weak monks or priestesses. I need powerful blood in order to become stronger again. Most do not sense my barriers. " Inu Sasha drew in the ground with a claw, sighing, "Normal human blood does not sustain this dead body of mine any more. Demon blood is normally crude and tastes like oil. Dragons are hard to find. I've mostly been picking off whatever monk has come into my barrier. Like a spider if you will." Why was he telling him this? Did he have a death wish? Wait....yes. Yes he did.

[Kriss]

Miroku frowned, grabbing the beads on his cursed hand. "I am warning you, Inu Sasha, I will not hesitate to defend myself if I have to." He kept a firm grasp on the beads, nothing that the Wind Tunnel was his only weapon right now. His staff lay against a tree, and his sutras were in his robes.

[Inu Sasha]

Inu Sasha smirked at the monk and made a tutting sound as he watched him, "I'm not going to attack you, monk. Besides, I like you. You are not like the old ugly men that come into here." He noted his movements to the purple cloth and rosemary on his hand and he smirked, "What are you hiding from me? If that thing can send me to Hell, then good. I wish to go back to where I belong." The devil stood and he tossed his robes and staff into the spring waters, "Don't be too quick to judge. I don't wish to kill you."

[Kriss]

Miroku blinked, pulling his hand away from the rosemary, and paused, looking at his hand. "This hand contains the wind tunnel. A vortex that sucks everything and anything that surrounds me into it. While I am not entierly shure where the things that get sucked in here go, I do not think it is to hell, Inu Sasha." He looked at the other for a moment, before looking away, clenching his cursed hand slightly. "This hand was cursed by a demon named Naraku may years ago. He peirced my Great Grandfathers hand, and ever since then, every male child has had the curse of the wind tunnel."

[Inu Sasha]

His ears perked up at the name of Naraku. His ears flattened and he let out a small whimper before closing his eyes and then opening them, "So, you are on a search for this Naraku?" Unconiously, his right hand went to his stomach protective and he sighed, shaking his head. No, he would not whine about this. It has happened and that was that. Hopefully, he did not see that man again. Or else he did not know what he would do. He looked at Miroku with sad eyes and sighed, "Well, are you?"

[Kriss]

Mrioku watched Inu Sasha, and nodded. "Yes. My friends and I are searching for the shards of the Jewl, and we plan on destroying Naraku." He cocked an eyebrow at inu Sasha, and sighed. "There are many people out to destroy Naraku, Inu Sasha. My friends and I are not the only ones."