Hello! This is my first story in awhile. I've always wanted to write my own thoughts about this subject, but never did. Then I reread the manga (crying, of course), and decided to because I wanted to. It didn't come out as I wanted, but it's at least decent (I hope!). Everything in italics are actual quotes, taken from . I didn't know what Rin called Kagura, so I made something up (although I think I saw this once). If anyone knows, please tell me and I'll change it. Anywhoo, onto the story (drabble?)!
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.
Feather
When Rin asked that one question, he could swear for a moment that the world turned black and stopped.
"Sesshoumaru?"
"...Did I disappoint you? That I wasn't Naraku?"
He could hear Jaken spouting off some nonsense about how Rin shouldn't ask so many questions and all that other useless speech that Jaken did whenever he could. But he didn't care. For a long time he looked off into the distance, remembering.
The look of surprise on her face when he said he knew it was her.
How he felt when Tenseiga couldn't save her.
"...You leaving?"
"Yeah...soon."
Her smile.
"Sesshoumaru-sama?"
He looked at Rin.
"Kagura-nee-san....is she ever coming to see us again?" Rin up at him, sad knowledge in her eyes.
"Heh heh heh...that woman was truly a fool."
"That means she has truly died in vain!"
Whether or not she died in vain...that is for him to decide. Always.
"Sesshoumaru-sama?"
"...No. She isn't."
And he would regret it every time he felt the wind.
