Hi guys! I'm a new author to Inuyasha, so please accept whatever the hell I've thrown together^^ a huge, huge, thanks to Pammazola- honestly, she is such a great person and author. Chances are you've heard of her, but if you haven't, you should definitely read her stories!

so without further ado, I present:

How I Met Your Mother

Sesshomaru and Rin Style~

Drabble 1

I Almost Died

"Not quite." Sesshomaru scooped up his eight year old, Riko, who let out a squeal of joyful happiness and giggled as she hung from her father's claws.

"But Hahaue says you almost did!" she insisted. "She said you were dying and that you were so bloody!"

Sesshomaru raised an eyebrow at Rin, who was busily licking chocolate that Kagome had given her off of her slim fingers. She gave him a cocky smile and waltzed over, nudging her son along.

Their son.

"Sesshomaru," she chastised, hitting him with a wooden spoon, "Put Riko down." Riko pawed at her dog ears before yipping in excitement. She had inherited much of Rin's cheerfulness and optimistic outlook in life. Her strong amber eyes glinted behind a mass of wavy-straight black hair. The ends were tipped with her father's silver-white, and the ears were snowy. There was nothing she loved to do more than pester and bully Jaken.

On the other hand, her twin brother, Riku, was silent and stoic. He loved to garden, trailing behind his mother and occasionally his father. He silently watched as his mother talked about the beauty of her flower garden. Messy white hair framed his circular face and his ears were silky black. His eyes were a dark caramel, and he had, according to Rin, the 'cutest Sesshomaru scowl!'

Sesshomaru let down his daughter and took a hold of Rin as she walked past. Snagging her, he pulled her tightly against him and pressed his lips into her dark hair.

"I'll get you back for that later, mate." She giggled, kissing his clasped fingers.

"I'm sure you will." she responded quietly before turning to her two kids. "Okay! Go and take a bath!"

"Wait, Chichiue! Can you please tell us the story of how Hahaue saved you?! Please!" Riko begged, and Riku stood by. His face otherwise monotonous, his eyes glinted with certain interest as well. He clambered onto the tatami mat patiently, staring at his father.

Sesshomaru's eyes flickered over to his mate, who was nibbling on a cookie as she gathered their kids together. She sat them down and joined him, smirking brightly.

"This should be good, Maru." she murmured.

He sighed, and his rich timber voice floated across the small room, eyes reflecting on the fire, as he recalled exactly how he'd met the beautiful human seated beside him.

~0~

It had started with that half-wit brother of his, Inuyasha. Actually, he should say half-brother.

It also started with a very painful, ever-loathed, word, called: Realization.

For it was when Inuyasha was hit with realization that he was able to send Sesshomaru flying all the way deep into the woods, somewhere godforsaken, where even Jaken was unable to find him.

Naturally, the inuyoukai hated life as he sat helplessly against a tree. Still caught between transformations, the dog demon was, quite literally, a mess. For the first time in his long, long, life.

Eyes as crimson as blood, he sat there, growling lowly and shooting angry glances into the bushes around him.

When the bushes rustled, Sesshomaru, who was not about to be found in this state, hissed and snarled with an angry, fang-baring growl that should have scared away even the most terrible of demons. Instead, a girl the size of Jaken recoiled, clutching a tree with her pale hands. Her messy brown hair was... Well, a mess, and her patched orange kimono stopped above her skinny ankles.

Great. A human.

He hated humans. Loathed them. In fact, his kind ate humans. They were piteous, pathetic, molds of flesh that did the wrong things and possessed no special powers whatsoever. So when this tiny little thing approached him, he continued snarling.

She didn't move. In fact, she eyed him curiously, and then looked down his battered form. Her caramel eyes sparkled, reflecting the light of the minimal sunshine.

Sesshomaru was all kinds of unpleased.

But eventually, she walked away and he let out a short sigh of relief.

Now where was that idiotic Jaken?...

Yet, it was only a short while before she came running back, carrying a small container of water. To his annoyance and anger, she dumped the entire thing on his head. He continued growling under his breath until he felt the dirt wash off and fall onto the ground beneath him. She nodded at her less-than-satisfactory work and hummed a little bit as she walked away, the empty container swinging by her waist.

He stared after her.

Unsurprisingly, the girl returned again the next day, this time holding a leaf wrapped around some sort of food. This time, though, she was the battered one, with bruises up and down her body, one eye slightly shut.

To his disturbance, her pitiful sight bothered him- only a fraction, but it still existed.

"You're wasting your time. I don't eat human food." Because, well, he ate humans.

She persistently thrust it towards him, sunlight shining on her bruised face. He noted that even amidst the bruises and missing teeth, she was... What did they call children... Cute.

As he registered his last thought with slight horror, his mouth decided to speak.

"What happened to you." The words escaped his lips without his actual consent- but they were out, and there was nothing he could do.

She stared at him like he was a tree that'd just sprouted out of seemingly nowhere. Mildly annoyed, he turned away, letting nothing get past his stoic barrier. The dog demon's eyes popped open when he heard the queerest noise.

Yes. She was! Indignantly, he turned, eyes narrowed slightly.

Giggling. Actually... Giggling. When she was done, she actually...

...Smiled...

A wide, somewhat pathetically happy grin that exposed every single missing tooth. Ear to ear, eyelashes casting thin crescent shadows against her cheeks.

She was so damn happy.

"What are you laughing at." He demanded to know shortly, eyeing her. She just continued smiling, lay the fish on the ground next to him, and skipped off. Well, half skipped, half limped. That smile of hers imprinted in his head, his eyes turned down to the fish.

He sighed.

~0~

"Reaallllly?" Riko pestered, eyes wide. "More, Chichiue! Pleeeeeease?"

"No." he responded shortly- but gently -and picked up Riko, flipping her up before catching her gently with one giant clawed hand. She squealed, snuggling her minuscule body into her father's hand.

"Hahaue sounds nice." said Riku monotonously. "But Chichiue, you sound mean." He bluntly spoke, and Sesshomaru sighed.

"I was mean." he said simply.

"Come on, you." Rin scooped up her son and planted an affectionate and fond kiss on his black head. His calm chocolate eyes blinked up at her. Chocolate was a rare happiness for the two- They only got it when Kagome came from her time, laden with sweets and other delicacies for the twins.

"Good night, Hahaue! Night, Chichiue!"

"Hn." He responded, and Rin grinned softly as she shut the door.

"Love you." she murmured with a smile. The same smile that enchanted him, that reflected the beautiful, pristine, Lady of the West.

"You hide yourself well in front of our twins," he whispered into her ears in an emotionless- yet mildly sinister- voice. "But you know how frustrated I get when you give off that delicious smell." His claw delicately traced along the slit in her kimono and she took a lock of his silky hair in her fingers, kissing it.

"I love you," she reminded him ever so gently, wrapping her arms around his neck. He took each thigh in one hand and lifted her up against him. His arms coiled around her waist, his palms setting firmly against her bottom.

Carrying her to their bedroom, he lay her down on their flat bed. Rin had wanted a smaller home above the grandeur of his castle. She preferred the smaller, cozier, simpler things in life. He, as her alpha, obeyed her wishes and they lived in the smaller house beside the palace.

"Mate," Sesshomaru purred richly. He slid his hand along her thigh and his lips skirted across her pale, milky-smooth expanse of skin. Rin grinned up at him. He loved this about his mate- she was so confident, so daring. Not afraid to take risks.

And risks were going to be taken tonight, the daiyoukai thought, smirking.

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