No rights to Inuyasha
1
Ten years, that's how long it's been since I last traveled with Lord Sesshomaru. Nineteen, and clung inside a tight purple kimono with orange irises scattered about. Hoping that when Lord Sesshomaru visits, I'll be able to not mention Old Kaede's death two days aftr his last, I sit here in her old hut. Praying that she'll have a good afterlife, I stare at the slides. Waiting, I munch on my knuckles. Not much is new about Miroku and Sango, since they're on their…eighth baby. Kagome and Inuyasha are alright, save the fact that Kagome won't stop 'sitting' him as usual. The slide opens, but not with Lord Sesshomaru. This time it's Shippo, now eighteen, but the size of when I was thirteen. I guess that's what you get for being a fox demon.
"Hey, Rin," he clings to the slides, "I was wondering if Sesshomaru came by yet."
I raise a brow. "Why would you care?"
He ducks behind the slides a bit. "B-because, Jaken's with him and he owes me some coins."
I smile and pat the cushion next to me. "Why don't we wait together, huh?"
He nods and walks over, plopping himself onto the cushion. With that, we wait.
And wait…
And wait…
And wait…
And wait…
And wait…
Finally, I stand to go to Sango and Miroku's to take care of the kids for a bit, since waiting is resulting in nada. Shippo follows, seeing we have nothing else to do anymore. As we track down the dirt path, sand kicking up behind us, we spot the home not too far away. I skid to a stop at the slides and Shippo just crashes through, slamming into what sounds like a pot. I cringe. He always does that after running a long distance these days…I sigh and walk in, Sango, and only Sango, staring at Shippo oddly. Miroku is nowhere to be found. She turns to me and smiles lightly.
"Hello Rin," she greets. "If you're here to help with the children, it would be appreciated."
I smile. Yes, something to do! I sit down and after a second, I'm buried with kids. The twins yank my hair, the youngest now a month old tugs my fingers, the third eldest (the twins being the eldest) pokes my arm, and the others just poke my forehead. I laugh and Sango laughs as well, pulling the kids off one by one only for them to return with harsher poking. I sigh and start pulling them off as well, but even if I push them back, they'll push my hand away and go for me. I sigh. This is cute, but not anything I'll die out of laughter from. It always has been, always will be.
Shippo goes back to his fox magic trials and I return to the old hut where I now reside. I settle on the blanket and stare up at the ceiling. A cool breeze dances in from the October night, and I yawn, tempted to sleep. My limbs numb, my lids heavier, but it's not enough. I'm not sure if it's the paranoia from the darkness suffocating me, or the fact I'm tired, but I hear something chime. I sit up and stare at the slides. I shrug and lie back down, only to the chimes growing louder. I sit up once more and stare at the slides longer. I wait for the next chime.
And wait…
And wait…
And wait…
Suddenly, bells are tossed into the hut, making me jump and shield my mouth as I scream in surprise, paranoia once again, and the fact that I need to get all this excess energy out somehow! I kick at one of the bells and it chimes, just like the ordinary bell would. I jump a bit at the sudden sound and slide out the slides, looking down the paths. Nobody's there, but I see a flicker of something in the sky. Not registering what it is, I run down the path to my left. I'm in a panic, so don't be surprised. As I clamor down, I hear the whoosh of wind behind me, making me speed up. I run into a forest, whipped in the face by branches and cut by stiff twigs. I slam my knee sideways into a trunk and fall, tumbling down the path until it comes to a steep roll down hill, which I don't tumble, I eat the F*CKING dirt. Over and over, it's nauseating! I slam into a rock and cover my mouth to scream, blood gushing out of my side and pouring over the rock like a crimson blanket of snow. The cold nips at the edges, the warm, thick blood the only means of not freezing. I groan and start crawling, hoping I won't bleed to death before I reach home. My heart aches, my chest heaves, and soon I come to a cave, something I didn't pass on my way here. I give up and sob there on the sand. It's hopeless! I start crawling for the cave, wanting to die alone at least, and lie there in the middle of the stone cavern. Is this my fate? To be a total coward? I sigh. Yep.