Hey guys, this is Kimmie…well, I want you to know this is NOT a one-shot ok? This is my first FF and I am accepting any type of help. Thankie…

Disclaimer: Ok, would I be living in a trailer if I owned Inuyasha!

Her eyes watched him from the shadow's of her silk curtains on her balcony. Her chocolaty orbs gleamed with adoration and love. His white hair shone as she watched him pick a flower from his garden. Her heart fluttered as she sank deeper into the shadows as he looked up. She knew he knew she was there. She was always there. Through thick and thin. Through moments of hardships when she saw him cry. She soothed him. He was like her father, until she started changing. He knew she loved him; loved him with all of her being, her heart, mind, soul and body. He knew she longed for him; yet he would always be cruel and cold to her.

'Oh, Sama…I'm in love with you. Please help me someone,' she thought to herself, letting a single tear run from her eyes. She gathered her sleeping kimono up, and walked over to her small bed, curling up into a fetal position as she began to cry.

His ears prickled as he heard her soft gentle cry; 'Like the sound of rolling thunder from the distance,' he thought. His secret love was crying. Crying because of him. He had been neglecting her for the past few months because he was starting to have strange feelings for this…this despicable human. No, she wasn't despicable. He had taken care of her for the past seven years. Watching her grow.
She went from mute, to talking in third person, to talking in first person. He tutored her in the basics, but she excelled in her reading and mathematics. She knew him up and down. He had cried when she had died, she was only a little girl so he healed her with his tetseiga. He cried when she was nine and called him daddy by accident. He was going soft, but she was always there to hold him until the tears subsided. Her birthday was tomorrow, the birthday that would make her old enough to mate. Thirteen. She had already started her cycle of the moon, but she wasn't ready to love.

He loved her, and she loved him. He would only hope that she would be there and say yes when he asked her the most important question in his life. Sesshoumaru sighed as he got up and went into his mansion. He slowly walked up the stairs, and stood outside her oaken doors. He heard soft, rhythmic breathing. Gently he pushed the door open, only to find she wasn't in her bed. His stupid toad Jaken was. Sesshoumaru looked up and saw a sheet-type ladder going from her balcony down.

"JAKEN! Get up!" he hissed, throwing the toad out of bed, his eyes burning with anger as red started seeping from the amber colour. Jaken woke from a start, looking fearfully at his master.
"Y-yes, Sesshoumaru-sama?" he whimpered, watching the red taking over his eyes. "Where is she?" Sesshoumaru demanded, looking around wildly for the only love he had ever known. "R-rin told me I could…I could sleep in here. She also told me to tell you she left. And she is never coming back. She left a note for you…on the…the table." Jaken by then was shaking, then stopped, seeing a crushed flower floating to the ground as Sesshoumaru blinked back tears. His master sat on the bed, picking the note up.

My dear Sama,
I have not the courage to tell you this to your face, but I am leaving. I have seen the way you act around me. So cold, so cruel. I can tell you don't want me around any more. I have left to go off and just travel Japan. My love for you is too great, and I am beginning to suffer for it. I am slowly going to try to heal up. Please don't kill Jaken. I told him to sleep in my bed. I love you Sesshoumaru-sama. I love you with everything I have. I called you daddy by accident, but you grew onto me, made me fall in deeper for you. I am a grown woman tomorrow, and I want to find someone who will love me for who I am. Just remember me, the girl who tried nourishing you at your weakness; the girl missing a tooth. The girl who grew up to be a fine young lady who could fight with a samurai sword as well as a bow and arrow. A fine young lady who learned everything from her sama. I want to thank you for that. I love you. I might be back one day, but not soon.

With all of her love,
Rin

Sesshoumaru dropped the paper to the ground, not being able to contain his tears. He hissed coldly to Jaken. "Out of my sight!" The little toad ran out of the room, closing the door. Sesshoumaru laid on the feather bed, clutching her pillow tightly and crying as he breathed in her sandalwood and lavender scent. The tears quickly filled the pillow up. And slowly the night became black. Sesshoumaru for once in his life, cried himself to sleep.

That night was filled with dreams of his Rin. Her cute laugh that showed her missing one tooth. Her loyalty to him. Her tear filled eyes as she accidentally slashed in the arm with her katana sword he had bought her for her eighth birthday. Then suddenly…

'"Sesshoumaru, my love. I have come back." she whispered. He sat up, and looked into the eyes of Rin, only taller and fuller in the bust. He smiled and patted the bed next to him. She shook her head, her eyes cold and cruel. His Rin, she wasn't his Rin. Rin had grabbed her letter opener, the one made of ivory that Sesshoumaru had bought her.
"I loved you Sesshoumaru, yet you were cold. I hope you laugh at this," she whispered, then stabbed herself in the heart.'

"NO!" Sesshoumaru sat up quickly in Rin's bed and looked around. It was only a dream, but then why was the letter opener on the ground with droplets of blood with it, staining the plush white carpet? He suddenly felt a pain in his hand and looked to see it was his own blood.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed it! Luv yaz…Write more soon Kimmie will. Flames welcome so yeah. Thankies.