Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or lay claim on any of the characters in the anime.

(Note- Do not Compare this to my other stories, each and every one I choose to write as I please, and I am sure that most are going to be completely different from one another, in more ways than one.)

This Story is about hatred, desire, sadness, and ultimately love. It takes place in ancient times back when demons ruled the land and humans were despised by most. Back in ancient lands of what is known as Japan.

Warning- This story will include yaoi which means male/male, if you don't like or aren't willing to read a story with this type of relationship, I suggest you to leave now.

New Ages:

Rin- 15

Sesshoumaru- 2000 (Equivalent to a 20 Year Old Human)

Inuyasha- 1700 (Equivalent to a 17 Year Old Human)

Kagome-16

Sango-18

Miroku-18

Shippo-800 (Equivalent to a 8 Year Old Human)

Kouga- 1800 (equivalent to a 18 Year Old Human)

More Characters Might Be Included Later On

"..." :Talking

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Sesshoumaru silently sits on his balcony during a full moon's night. The wind caresses his long silver tresses, twirling and dancing endlessly in the breeze. Hes thinking again, like he

does so many nights now. I wonder what he is thinking about, what is so important to him that he wastes away his nights like this.

"Rin, why are you still awake at this hour?" Oh, so he has noticed my presence, I wish I could tell him that I want to know what hes thinking about, but like always he will never

utter a word about it. "I just couldn't sleep and wanted to see why your up so late".

He turns his surreal, golden, emotionless eyes towards my direction. He seems to be analyzing something about me, then he turns to stare ahead, into the forest once again and

responds "My matters don't concern you, and you are much too young to be up so late, go back to bed".

I look upon his face once again, one that looks so young, hiding his true age, then I bow my head down "Yes, my lord" and I leave to go back to my bedchamber.

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The Night Seems so peaceful... its always peaceful. But my mind is still full of thoughts, racing, never ending. Sometimes I wonder who am I really? Hn, if you ask my half brother

he'll probably say I'm an impure halfbreed, not worthy of life. Chances are he would not reward you with an answer or even an acknowledgment, or he might just kill you on the

spot, such a cold hearted bastard. Kagome would probably say with an overly cheery smile that I'm her friend, while Miroku and Sango would tell you that I'm a half demon.

Shippo would say I'm his family, the poor little guy, sure sometimes I can be rough with him but he knows I care for his safety as much as the others do...and well, what I consider

myself...I'm not too sure yet.

I also wonder...if some day, hopefully soon, my last family member will care about me as well. Because as much as I hate saying it...I don't really hate Sesshoumaru as much as I let

on. I just wish he'd care about me, in any way, because... I already care about him.

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