Hey guys, this is my first inuyasha fanfic! lol so just got to say this is like a teaser of whats to come. oh, and expect Fluffy to go into a hissy fit in a latter chapter. :) Review please !

Disclaimer: Me + inuyasha = don't own, me + this story = all mine!

I have known Sesshomaru for decades... no, centuries. He has raised me. He has brought me back to life: twice. Yet, here I stand, gun in hand, defying my Lord. He has his sword pointed at me, but he knows it's no good. He made me immortal.

"Rin... stand... a... side," he growled, pausing between each word to show his obvious anger. Anger at me. Disobedience was never a problem before: I was devoted to him. Yet, now I'm challenging. My only answer was to raise my arm that carried the gun and aim it at him. Another growl. His eye narrowed and bled red, "They are humannns." He sneered and stretched the last word, "they mean nothing, no human does!"

Centuries. Ha. No matter how long I follow him, cherish him, I will always be human. A pest in his eyes. An irritation, one that he just pities. Tears spring to my eyes and despite my attempts at keeping them at bay, a lone tear cascades down my pale cheek. He could smell it, hell, he could see it and he realised his mistake. Others would have missed it, but I - who has been his companion since the mortal great wars, or the Black Death even existed- saw his own horror at the word that deserted his facade simple by the slight drop of the angle at which his sword was pointed.

One demon against the humans in this street would of been would make a pathetic fight on the humans part. Some would have fought back, no matter how absurd and fruitless it would be. Other would sit and accept their fate. But, if these humans went against Sesshomaru, My Lord, it would not be a fight: it would be a massacre. So, the battle is no longer between mortals and a demon, but between a dog demon lord and his immortal ward. Neither of us can be killed, yet we still stand stubborn against each other. Demon against human. Sword against gun. Blade against bullet.

A sigh escaped his pale, pink lips. He charged. He was, but, inches away when my finger pulled back the trigger. A bang broke the silence of our fight just as the sword- Bakusaiga- ripped through my flesh, muscle and, once again, skin. The tip of the blade could have probably been seen as it cut the cloth that shielded my back. I saw my blood mix with his as we fell towards each other.

Darkness, silence, emptiness.

Dark.

Silent.

Empty.

A gasp departed from my body as my lungs filled with air, again. My eyelids fluttered open, once more revealing my chocolate brown eyes, allowing me to gaze into his captivating, amber eyes. His mouth opened slowly to utter, "you are apparently in my brothers company too much, for this Sesshomaru's liking."

So, now you know a snippet of my story, of my life. Read on and I shall tell you how this all began and how I became the Guardian of the Western Lands and the Keeper of its peace.

Again, please review and offer freedback. or you can just rant over random subjects, i don't mind. :D

Tilted-sun