Until I Return

Chapter 1

I, Rin, looked down upon Mother Earth from the heavens.

I, Rin, looked down upon Japan from the heavens.

I, Rin, looked down upon the Western Lands from the heavens.

I, Rin, looked down upon Sesshoumaru from the heavens.

I miss him.

It has been half a century already. It is hard to believe that half a century ago, I died of a broken heart.

Yet, here I am, looking down upon the being that cause all this pain.

Did I blame him?

No.

Demons and humans should never mix, although times have changed.

It is amazing what fifty years could do. Fifty years had trapped Inuyasha, causing him to lose all trust. For him, fifty years ago, he fell in love. Without warning, he was betrayed, and fifty years later, he fell in love with the recreation of the very woman who taught him to love.

Fifty years ago, the very thought of demons and humans mixing was a very horrid nightmare. Now, the topic was discussed often, mostly by the demons.

It was still feared of, oh yes, but the demons had lowered the pride just a bit, for they could see that their numbers were shrinking with each passing day, while humans continued to expand.

I tore my site away from the confusing earth, and instead looked around me. I was in heaven, literally.

Whiteness, the color of pureness and innocence, was all around me. I am very surprised that I got into heaven. After all, I did love a demon.

I sighed again. Life in the afterworld was so hard. I remembered when I got here. I couldn't believe it! Everybody was so nice to me, but when I told them how I died if they asked me, their mouths would drop open.

That gesture made me wonder. Did I even belong here?

No.

For even though I was mostly happy here, I knew I belonged on Earth.

Even then, could I really mix in with the crowd?

Probably not.

Still, I wouldn't know until I try. Therefore, I shall try with all my might.

My gaze turned to the heaven's capitol.

There, I had applied to be recreated again. There, the supreme being themselves told me that I had not met some of the requirements yet.

Requirements:

Those who seek to live again must experience what it is like to be a spirit for at least fifty years. They must also serve as an angel of death for a year. Fail to meet these requirement causes the persons to lose their chance of rebirth for another fifty years.

I needed to be an angel of death. Those who take the living away from their loved ones, so the persons can spend time in heaven or hell.

How could I do that? How could I tear families apart, when mine was torn too?

Because of him.

For him, I will do anything.

Sesshoumaru's Point of View

I, Sesshoumaru, walked around my grounds.

I, Sesshoumaru, sniffed irritably as the scent of mating reached my delicate nose.

The thought of what my mate was doing behind my back was shameful.

Did she really think that I, the great Sesshoumaru, would not smell or even hear her during her little trysts? How foolish.

One of these days, she will meet the same fate as her pups.

(Flashback)

Mimoko was too much in pleasure to notice the dagger that her partner was unsheathing.

"Mama!" little Mina cried, forcibly pushing her mother away.

"Mina!"

"Mommy!" the girl cried as the dagger stabbed her.

"Mina, you foolish pup! How many times do I have to tell you to stop interrupting!" Mimoko screamed.

I heard it all, with the help of some nearby trees that provided me cover. Shameful indeed. The woman could not even appreciate the fact that her pup cared about her. Such a woman was a prostitute, and unworthy of this Sesshoumaru's attention.

And from that day on, Sesshoumaru refused to have any more pups.

(End)

Rin's Point of View

I stared.

And stared.

And stared some more.

Then it finally sank in.

"What did you say I have to do as the new angel of death!"

DUN DUN DUN! Well, I am sorry for the shortness of this chapter, but hey, it IS the beginning. Please feel free to send in any ideas or comments...or complaints. But if you do send a complaint, make sure it's something more than just "This is stupid". Tell me why you think so or what I did wrong. AND USE PROPER LANGUAGE! Thank you! Nya This is West FullMoon, signing off!

May you have good waves...