In The Eyes Of One Such As I
If I really want to be honest, I wrote this story on kind of a whim. I was reading some sesshy and rin stories and guess you could say felt... unsatisfied. I can't imagine Rin and Sessh as a couple-with kissing, romance, sex exc.('cause that'd be like incest in a really wierd way! ew! :P) But at the same time, I cant really see them as serious father and doughter you know? This is almost an add-on of my other fic of sesshy and rin, Such Strange Creatures, but then again no. This may be really confusing, but hey, this is how I think sessh really feels about rin... in a confusing kind of way. So I really hope all of you like it!! X3 P.S. - The original title was In The Eyes Of One Such As I; Memoirs Of A Cold Heart... but I thought it was a bit too long. SO yeah. ENJOY!
Through the eyes of a demon, memoirs such as these have no meaning. The petty thoughts and needs of one such as I are much forgotten in times as these, yet oddly, I still find myself wanting.
Amidst of all the war and terror, I had found myself craving that of witch I detest so.
Not a sword nor jewel, no. No treasure can compare to that of witch I had found in my travels. No treasure no matter how great can compete with her: my Rin.
I shant be fooled as to stoop so low as the foolish emotions of my weak half-brother. He had been poisoned by the humans as well as my father in their useless pursuit to at last discover 'true love'. Love in witch, ended in each of their deaths.
I had thought for a time then after, that they were wrong to have fallen prey to the humans. I believed they were weak and tainted, a disgrace to the clan.
Yet now, while thinking back on those moments, I found that it was indeed I who was wrong.
With time I found myself yearning for the compassion and love of the young child as nothing I have ever wanted or felt before. With every passing day, that need grew until I could not hide it any longer. To me she was more than just a human girl, she was a companion, a daughter, a lover. She was sometimes my mother and my father. My family.
The only family.
She'd lighten the darkest of days and somehow, taught someone as stubborn and bullheaded as I how to love.
All I wish is that someday in the near future, she'd be able to experience the marvels of real true love and hardships of marriage and children. Yet somehow, deep in my heart, I do not want her to go and I do not want to let her go. I've never longed for her as a companion, but do not want to see her in the arms of another. I do not wish for her to leave yet dream of seeing her fly free of her iron cadge.
True, one would call such feelings selfishness, yet can you call a bird a bird if it has no wings? As any mortal human would say, she is indeed my better half.
These emotions of confusion, despair, compassion and desire for the young child are emotions witch shall never be seen nor shown in any perceptible manner. Things such as these shall be kept within me.
I cannot cry, so I have those around cry for me. My feelings shall flow out into her mind and heart, revealing themselves through her actions and words. I am the mockingbird and she is my song. She is what makes us whole and fly, for in the end, Rin is Rin...
And she is mine.