I have to say this is my first fan fiction I hope that it does not disappoint and please review. Bad good maybe I want to know what people think of my first go at a fan fiction. Thank you all for taking the time to read this humble story.
While the story line is originally mine, the characters belong to Rumko Takahashi thank for letting fans to have use of these great characters.
Sincerely yours
Chapter One: glimpse in the dark.
She was sitting among the most quite of her generation, the dead. The wind blew gently over the trees playing a grim symphony for those who have past on. Rin sat quietly under the stairs of the church looking out onto the grave stones in the dark church yards. She could hear rats wrestling in a corner over a scrap of food. Rin wanted to join their wrestling match, but after the first week of going without food she had given up on eating. Her stomach slowly consuming it self and making noises like a beast growling at the moon.
She drew her legs close to her chest hugging them tight. Her white dress had become brown from dragging along the floor. The pretty lace had become crusted with dirt. Rin's shoes were worn the souls had holes in them. She pressed her back tightly against the wall as she heard foot steps.
"Come on Sesshomaru it's just a short cut." Inuyasha said as he jogged down the stairs of the old church. Sesshomaru followed behind still face and emotionaless. He hear something coming from under the stairs as he past by. It sounded like breading. He looked back to see what looked like a figure. But any person you ask will tell you the samething never help anyone or anything in a cementery at night.
The next moring Rin awoke to a day with no sun. a women was making her way throw the graves. Her black dress gragging on the floor behind her. She was the wailing widow. She came to the cementery every morning since Rin had been in there. Looking for food was a difficult task, which Rin did not enjoy in the least. She had lost intrest in eating all together. She stood to her feet and stretched out, she walked up the stairs of the church.
Sesshomaru sat at his desk is face lacking emotion. A client ranted on about a building project that he wanted him to complete for him. Sesshomaru couldn't stop thinking about the figure he saw at the cementery. Who was it? What where they doing there? He brought back to the meeting when the man began too.
"And I want a glass ceiling," the client sounded as though he had hit idea gold.
"While a glass ceiling sound nice and looks really well its very much impractical in this type of tropical climate where hurricanes happen so often,"Sesshomaru replied he could see the disapproval on his clients face.
"but if a glass ceiling is what you would like, I recommend plecsy glass,"
"excellent," the client was pleased that his poor idea would be made into reality. Considering that no one would every see the roof of the building because he was designing a skyscraper.
Later that night Rin settled down in what had become her new home. Of she thought of her old home and how she had come to find her self in the streets.
Thank you for reading my first chapter. Please let me know what you think. Looking forward to all the reviews and to posting chapter two soon.