Word count: 100
Summary: He sees a flower. He remembers her. But…who is she?

Remember the flowers

Sesshomaru bent down close to the ground, his face placid and emotional as a clawed hand reached for a daisy. Halfway down, he froze, suddenly shooting sharp, alert glances around him. At seeing no one, however, the taiyoukai relaxed further, and gently plucked a swaying wildflower from the field. He stood up slowly.

Almost as if confused, a soft word reached his lips. "Rin," he said, frowning, a strange lack of hostility in the normally cold and fierce demon lord. Sesshomaru focused golden eyes on the flowers. Who was Rin? And why – pray tell – did she remind him of flowers?