濾す飯堆
B R E E Z E
yaoi edition
Story, Story Line, and Art (c) Caitlin Edmundson
'Inuyasha', storyline, characters and backgrounds (c) Rumiko Takahashi
Couples: SessRaku, InuKag
THE BEGINNING
Sesshomaru could hear the voice from within the darkness of his mind.
"Lord Sesshomaru!"
Hmmm. It was familiar. But who would dare to awaken the Great Lord Sesshomaru from his much desired afternoon doze?
"Lord Sesshomaru, look!"
This was becoming quite bothersome. This one person must have a death wish. Sesshomaru would not rouse for a mere civilian. Hah! He could kill while in slumber, let no one mistake him.
"Please wake up!"
Will they ever leave me be? Sesshomaru spoke. He found that the only possible way in which to rid himself of this block-of-tranquillity was to open his eyes. And so, he did.
The first thing he saw was a smiling young girl with chocolate brown hair. Ah, Rin. She had grown so much. Her hair had lightened considerably from the constant travel in the direct sun. In both extended fists, she held two large bunches of yellow flowers. She was fourteen years old now.
"Daffodils!" she piped. "I found them near the camp site, and I thought you might like them."
Sesshomaru watched her laugh. He felt no want to be close to pollen infested plants, but he made no move to say so.
"Rin, do not wander from my side again," was all he said in his stern tone.
Rin looked to the grass, tucking the flowers behind her back.
"I'm sorry, Lord Sesshomaru. I won't do it again. I just thought that they were so pretty! I wanted to pick them for you!"
Sesshomaru pardoned the girl...this once. Of course, he would overlook the rest of her mistakes as well as that one. He had no care for this human girl. He simply kept her alive for his own benefit.
Rin placed the flowers near the inuyoukai lord's legs and smiled. She loved Sesshomaru more than anyone could ever love anything. It was a pure love, and not for anyone's benefit. She felt...an admiring love. It was truly something mutual.
A noise caught Rin's attention from behind her. She spotted a small flock of birds flying away from them across the sky.
"Lord Sesshomaru, what are those?" she asked him as she watched.
"Those are mockingbirds," he answered softly. He was troubled.
"They're beautiful!" Rin chirped. Her brown eyes wide with wonder.
'Those birds should not be flying to the north. They should be in the south, but that is where they are flying away from. Could there be a disturbance? Perhaps a demon rogue? This Sesshomaru has not sensed anything besides the aura of Rin. Could it be that the demon can suppress its aura?' the inuyoukai puzzled.
Sesshomaru stood. "We are leaving now, Rin."
As the duo walked a ways down the path, Sesshomaru stopped once again. He sniffed the air inconspicuously. His nose picked up a scent that smelled quite sweet; like flowers and honey. But after a moment, the smell began to burn at his nostrils. He found it curious.
Rin followed behind her keeper through a bamboo thicket, a forest, a clearing and finally to the walls of a great castle. She didn't see how Sesshomaru had found it from where they were. Was she missing something? She felt like she had been in a trance the whole time.
"Lord Sesshomaru, where are we?" she wondered aloud.
It took Sesshomaru no less than a second to recognize the grand structure he stood before. He instructed Rin to go away from him and to find a village to keep her. He said that he would fetch her later on.
"But... Yes, Lord Sesshomaru." Her tone was sullen only because she knew she would miss him. She took a final look at his majestic visage before running off in the exact direction she had come from.
Had Jakken still been living Sesshomaru would have had him accompany her. Jakken, however, was dead. Sesshomaru hadn't brought him back because he had disposed of the Tenseiga, having thought it to be useless after all. He was wary to enter the castle due to his knowledge of what could lay within. He feared no demon, but he knew he was ill equipped to face a large opponent. His Tokijin had rejected him but a few weeks earlier. Apparently the weapon could think for itself, as it found Sesshomaru too weak 'at heart' to be worthy enough to wield it any longer. Now Sesshomaru simply had his Whip of Light and his left arm. He could make due, but he was more cautious.
'This Sesshomaru will see just what has led him to this dump of a place.'
Sesshomaru walked through the gates without hesitation of what might be waiting for him. He still had high thought of himself though he had a large lack in artillery. He had confidence that whatever entity was in there, its life was as good as wasted.