I do not own Inuyasha or any character in the franchise. There I said it.
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This my first (and probably last) Inuyasha fic. This little starter has been sitting in my documents for a little while. It's clearly a Sessh and a Rin piece. Hope you enjoy and please- for the love of greyskull- REVIEW this thing! Love and Good Wishes.
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Happiness
(Rin)
Rin hopped along the smooth dirt path on one foot, making a slight scuffle as she went. The wind wandered through the trees like a lost soul and brushed Rin's ponytail around into her eyes. The young woman swiped the hair from her face and tried to continue balancing with her firewood. The bundle of sticks was pressed close to her chest and she could smell the pine sap scent that wafted off them. The sounds and smells in the the forest made her smile a little and only intensified her desire to be with Sesshomaru. She had left him, injured, in a cave on the edge of the woods. There had been a demon attack on their estate and Sesshomaru had been stabbed clean through with the claw of another demon. Rin had insisted that her lord should stay and rest until he healed, but he had assured her that he was fine and that the reconstruction of their home should start at once. So they had left the estate together after Rin convinced him to let her bind the wounds with healing herbs and linens.
Just thinking of her beloved lord laying in a cave bleeding made her break off her silly hopping game and run. She darted over logs and ducked under branches, hurdling brambles by a measure. She didn't drop a single stick as her deer like grace pulled her through the brush. Rin's callused feet made barely a sound as she flew through the forest. Long tresses of black silken hair fluttered and fanned behind her. If I'd been born a demon, I'd be a deer, she decided to herself. As she broke the woods and skidded into the mouth of the cave, Rin called out in a loving tone, "Lord Sesshomaru, I've brought firewood! I promise it's drier than Jaken's." she laughed ducking into the low doorway, "I can't understand why he-" Rin let the bundle of wood clatter noisily to her feet. She backed up a step and blinked.
A dark haired man sat where she had left Sesshomaru. Dark charcoal hair tumbled down his shoulders and pooled on the floor. Rin cocked her head and drew the small sword Sesshomaru had made her. She rubbed the cool jade grip as she took a step closer. The man who sat in the dim glow of the cave was on his knees studying a single hand, flexing it close to his eyes. His big rusty gold eyes looked confused and incredulous. Rin was afraid trouble had befallen her beloved demon but caught no sight of blood, other than what stained this man's stomach. She watched the man turn the long slender hand over and over, as if he'd never seen such a thing. All at once Rin took in what he was wearing: a gorgeous white kimono with red patterning and a yellow belt.
It was a plain faced, dark haired Sesshomaru that sat in her midst. "I tell you, speak up or die! Is it you, my lord?" Rin said trying to hide the quiver in her voice. The man looked up and seemed surprised that Rin was there. Rin didn't know what to think of the man who looked like dark haired clone of Sesshomaru.
"Rin, don't be daft. It is me. Put your blade away." he winced and let out a wet cough, "Come help me up. I'm weak, but if we can get to a priest in town I believe everything will be alright. Don't be scared." he said in the same smooth, kind voice he'd always spoke to her in. Rin wasn't sure, though. Her lord had tresses of silver silk flowing down his head and demon marking ravaging his thin face. Her lord was exotic and wild. The man that sat before her, begging for help, was so...so human, Rin thought. His unmarked face and round ears screamed 'human' to her. He was similar enough to have been a twin, but he was not the demon she'd left an hour earlier.
"Milord I-"
"Rin, I will not ask you again. I've fallen ill and I need you to help or I won't make it to town." Rin still didn't trust him. It wasn't until he spoke again that Rin knew that it was Sesshomaru , "Rin, believe that it's me. You are my happiness." Sesshomaru often told her, when he was in a pleasant mood, you are my happiness. It was like a small secret line between them.
"Mine too." she whispered. Rin ran to him and began unbuckling his heavy armor. The large plates fell to the cave floor with a clatter and Rin kicked them aside, trying to pull Sesshomaru up. He pushed himself up unstably. Rin could feel his unsteadiness and she pressed herself to him for support. Rin could not, for the life of her, understand why her master was suggesting he actually needed help. He had never done anything like that. As she pondered Sesshomaru stumbled onto her and Rin nearly fell. She was near as tall as him now, but Rin was nowhere near as strong. She pushed him towards the cave and his feet snapped over the fallen sticks. Rin could scarcely get him out of the cave and onto A-Un. She finally managed to help him onto the saddle and set off in a mad dash for the near village.
A-Un had grown large enough to have to be saddled on each neck. Rin was glad she could ride next to Sesshomaru and every few seconds she would steal a glance at him. Rin's lord narrow eyes looked wary and worn. His burned hair flew behind him and he slouched in his saddle. Rin only once met Sesshomaru's eyes and she felt her face grow red. She looked away and heard him sigh. When she took another peep he was leaned onto the neck of the dragon. Hurry A-Un. Please Hurry. Rin kicked harder into the massive beast's sides and A-Un flew faster toward the village.
"Milord! I can see the village. You're going to be alright." Rin promised as the dragon hurled them closer to the village below. Rin looked over to Sesshomaru and tried not to make a face. He was a pasty white color and looked so sickly.
"That's very... optimistic of you Rin." Sesshomaru said quietly giving her a peculiar look. For a few minutes Sesshomaru held that look and stared at her. Rin began to wonder what he was looking at. He looked as if he was viewing her for the first time, drinking in her features. A-Un dove toward the town and Rin was thankful. As the huge beast skidded across the center of the town Rin vaulted off his back and went to receive her lord. Sesshomaru all but fell into her and she could do nothing but call for help. People had already began to gather around them, but not a single one made a move to help.
"I need a priest. He is sick. Please, help me. Please, I need a priest." Rin called to them. Sesshomaru leaned reliantly on her and he too watched as a man shoved his way through the crowd. When he broke into the small clearing Rin was shocked to see how handsome and young the priest was. He strode towards her confidently and spoke as he came.
"I am a monk. Bring your friend with me. I can help. That's my home." he said helping Rin move Sesshomaru toward a large two story building. "Move! There is nothing to gawk at! I need through!" The young monk shouted, using his staff to plow and prod people out of the way. Rin thought she saw the monk grope a woman's bottom on the way through. No, she thought, Monks can not be that perverse. Half way to the building Sesshomaru's legs seemed to give out and they had to drag him the rest. By time they neared the house he was unconscious. They were intercepted in the door way by a pretty woman with a young boy who clung to her skirts. "Sango, love, prepare some supplies for me. Bring what you think I'll need. He looks quite ill." the monk said pushing past the woman. She nodded and strode off.
Rin ended up sitting on a cushion beside Sesshomaru's head as the monk, who had politely introduced himself as Miroku, prodded around at the festering wound on Sesshomaru's abdomen. The woman, Sango, appeared shortly and gave Miroku an array of bottled medicines, small knifes, herbs, and other things. Rin could do nothing but hold her lords head and stroke his queer hair as Miroku worked. Rin noticed every grimace and twitch of Sesshomaru's face. The young woman ran her finger's through the black silken hair and thought about telling Miroku what Sesshomaru used to be like. She knew Sesshomaru wouldn't approve, but Rin didn't know what else to do. She gave her lord's feverishly warm cheek a kiss and leaned back. What should I do Sesshomaru? What can I do? You said you needed his help The young monk's brow was furrowed in concentration. Rin bit her lip and wondered if this was the sort of monk who exorcised demons. She knew she had to take the risk. Forgive me, Milord.
"Miroku, sir." she said meekly. Rin almost flinched when he threw her an acknowledging glance, "My friend here...he's a demon. He used to look a little different...but he changed after we stayed in a cave for a night." she turned quickly, busying herself with Sesshomaru's tangled hair. There was a stale moment of silence and then the monk threw her another look, followed by a twitch of a smile.
"So you're a pretty and funny girl." he said, "The only full-blooded demon I sense within a fifty mile radius of this building is you, dear."
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