Her eyes fluttered open, and for a moment, he held his breath. She smiled at him, and all of his worries melted away. "Se- Sesshomaru?"
"Yes. I'm here."
Rin's eyes flashed yellow, and for a second, her face was that of a wolf. She snarled and growled as she changed form and scratched his face. Then it was over. He blinked, the scratches were gone, and Rin lay lifeless in his arms once again.
"I cannot bear this any longer. This cannot end in this way."
The light switched on as Sesshomaru shot up, his hand on his Katana.
"For weeks this dream has haunted me. When will this nightmare end?" he asked himself.
The demon of beyond gathered her up in his grasp. She gasped as his index finger passed through her torso.
"Such a small child. Death had claimed you before your time. But you cannot return."
She screamed, but no sound came out.
Sesshomaru sighed. For weeks, he had been attempting to bring Rin back. Nothing had worked. In his frustration, he threw his Katana, blade first, into the wall. It bounced off, and the wall began to move. His face showed no sign of emotion.
"The wolves. It was the wolves." For weeks, he had whispered in her ear.
"You cannot move on until the wolves are gone."
She sighed. She had heard this more times than she could count. But his next statement caught her of guard.
"Ah. One seeks to find your soul. What challenge should I send to him. A Demon? This should be interesting."
She struggled, but failed to cry out.
"Tsk, tsk. I can't have you warning him, now can I, Rin?"
Behind the wall was a room. Inside was a single table with a wrapped package and a note. He picked up the note. It read:
My Dearest Sesshomaru,
If you find this package, then I have left this earth. Please know that I did not leave you for selfish purposes. I left to protect the people, and was probably KIA. In this package is a sword with healing properties. It can be used once to save a single life not your own. Use it wisely.
Papa
Sesshomaru ran his fingers over the words, struggling to keep his calm stature. Finally, since he was alone, he dropped his mask and tears flowed down his face.
He shook his head to clear his thoughts, and his mask returned. Sesshomaru reached for the package. Inside was a thin sword that pulsed at his touch. He picked it up and walked away.
"Oh, Rin. It is useless to struggle. Your voice will fail you when the time comes for you to scream." The demon showed her a silvery, deadly sharp claw. She tried to cry out.
"What did I tell you?"
Hurry Sesshomaru!
Sesshomaru ran straight to the graveyard. He cursed himself silently for not discovering this gift from his father before Rin was lowered into the ground.
If I am caught, I am sure to be punished. He thought. But this is for Rin.
He reached her grave and had her dug up quickly. He carried her body back to his bedroom back home and, luckily, was not noticed by any passerby. Once the door was locked, he reached for his sword.
Her eyes flew open, and she expected to see the cruel, dark face of the demon of the beyond. Instead, she saw a much more pleasant sight.
"Se-Sesshomaru?
He held her tightly to his chest, and wet tears fell into her hair.