Title: Verlorenes Vertrauen
Rating: T
Genre: Angst
Dedication: McDonald's. They give us cheap fries.
Summary: And then he lost himself, and she was never the same again.
Notes: I was feeling angsty at the moment, soI made a oneshot where Sessh could be evil or something... forgive the idiocy of this. Heh heh...
The young woman held her breath, watching her lord silently. He was reclined against a tree, one leg bent and the other outstretched in front of him. Jaken wondered off in search of wood for their fire. "Sesshoumaru?"
He glanced at her, golden gaze flickering with what she was afraid to recognize. She inwardly shuddered. He had been different around her lately… more possessive.
"I… want to go live in the taijiya village… with Kohaku," She said quietly. Her voice wavered, a softwhisper on the wind.
Sesshoumaru's gaze narrowed. "Tell me why." He stood up, moving quicker than she could see. There was a rustle of white, and he was in front of her, her eyes level with his armor-plated chest.
Her body trembled. "I- I love him, Sess-"
He growled, pressing her back against a tree. The familiar gold eyes she had grown so fond of were gone, replaced by a bloody crimson, his pupils turquoise slits. The once smooth lines on his cheeks were jagged, and his canines more pronounced. Rin convulsed violently, trying to pull away, but held firm. "Sesshoumaru, please." She cried. Her voice was coveted with the white-hot terror swelling in her being. "I-"
"Be silent, girl." He spat. His tone was feral, and raw. The smell of her fear twisted in his senses, beckoning to his youkai blood. Sesshoumaru shook his head, and tightened his grip on her. He was fighting so hard, and he was losing.
"Stop!" Rin sobbed, his claws digging into the tender flesh on her arms. "I'll stay, I'll-"
"Damare!" Sesshoumaru yelled. He could smell her blood, and his youkai lusted for it.
And then he lost himself.
And she was never the same again.