Disclaimer: I dont own any of the Inuyasha character's but i own the story.
Ok i got mad writer's block for Loves Destiny, so im writing the one that would've came before it. You dont have to read it, but its just something i could give you guys for this New Year. So please Enjoy!
I know making Rin black is kinda wierd but if Sessh and Rin was the same race, what really would be holding them back from loving one another? So this came to mind. Don't like it, dont read it.
Forbidden Love:
Intro
I was thinking about Rin's and Sesshoumaru's love. How it was always looked down upon. Rin was human, and Sesshy was a Demon, who hated humans. So, I saw it as a "should be pattern" since when someone's really reincarnated they don't come back looking like the same person. So to keep the rule like that something has to forbid them from loving each other I decided to start with the early 1660's. This is when slavery of black people was started 41 years ago.
Rin
Rin was reincarnated as a black girl and Sesshoumaru was as her racist master. She was only thirteen when one day a poor slave owner had an auction. It wasfor the young ones her mother had given birth to. Rin was part of that auction. She wasn't as healthy looking as the rest, but she was quite and did what she was told.
Her head hung low when she was infront of the smallcrowd of people. Few people shouted out prices below $10.00. She didn't want to leave that little shack that held her ridiculously large family. Their master made her parents produce at least one child every year, and when her father didn't, he did it himself. The baby still looked like the rest but she never got darker than just a mild brown color.
The bidding final stopped and she was going to a man who had bought her older brother. She hoped it would be easier to still stay with at least one of her own kinfolk. Though, they had one night before being handed over to their new masters. That one night would be one Rin would never be able to forget.
Sesshoumaru
He was one of the richest men alive. Sesshoumaru perfected his business in crops, Architecture and Slave-Renting. His male slaves were bred with strong females, and the weak ones cast aside as house servants till he grown tired of them, they died off, or he hung them off of suspicions about stealing food and things. When each child reached the age 10 they were put to work in the fields. The 20 and older men were either of renting services, or Architectural purposes. Sometimes teens were requested, but it was rare.
Sesshoumaru never showed kindness to anyone. He simply just gave enough. Enough food so his slaves stayed healthy, enough medicine that didn't cost much, and he gave enough sleeping time and breaks to keep them working at their top forms. Research showed how much sleep they needed to be refreshed. If they had refuse to sleep that amount of time he either sold them off or hung them for poor skills.
It was night and Sesshoumaru decided he would head back to his home early in the morning. Jaken, of course, came with him. He was everywhere Sesshoumaru was, expect for when he was commanded to leave or left to do a task. He began collecting his papers and placed them into his bag. Everything about his life was going according to plan. He had an offer to build an amazingly new style house and cotton had been what everyone wanted to wear. Unfortunately, an early departure in the morning would bring everything out of plan.
If you do not like the "N" word being used then dont read this. I'm really writing to the truth of the situation. Because that word will be used.