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She was an experiment subject gone wrong. Some crazy scientist had captured and experiment on her since she was seventeen. Two years later when she was found by the police, she had the appearance of a hybrid human. Or part animals, however you decided to look at her.

She had dark raven tresses, big round chocolate eyes, a sweet and innocent face. Her ears however were that of a white rabbit's and her hands appeared to have claws instead of normal healthy nails. She had lost her voice due to the traumatize the scientist had put her through.

Sesshomaru took her in.

Sesshomaru Takahashi was the genius scientist who was accepted and recognized by all. He took her in as a self-challenge. He would find the cure for her. He, Sesshomaru Takahashi, never back down from impossible challenges.

That was a year ago.

The girl's name was Rin.

She stayed in his home where his lab also was because she was afraid of the outside word; afraid of what the people would say with her appearance. Plus she had to remain a secret to the world. The only person she had come in contact with was Sesshomaru who spend most of his time here in his lab and home making the cure.

At first the girl, in his eyes, was but a subject. He was only interested in her condition and would study her as a scientist would. However, slowly his view toward her changed.

Rin slowly regained her smile and her speech. She looked at him with her clear eyes with absolute trust. So much trust that he could not help but wanted to maintain that trust in her. She was so lively. So happy.

She was like the sun shone with bright light into his dark boring world. His world had gained colors when she was in it.

Sesshomaru looked at the small bottle of clear green liquor in his hand as he sat in his living room. He had finally succeeded in finding her the cure. With this, she would be return to normal. She would be able to once again living a normal life among other humans.

"What is that?" Rin asked with her curious sparkled eyes. She always asked him many questions.

Sesshomaru looked at her sweet face to the bottle and back at her again. It was time he let her go.

"Nothing important." He told her in his cold baritone voice, putting the bottle away into his jacket pocket.

"Oh. Okay. " She chimed happily. She was always happy. "Dinner's ready. Do you want to have it now?" She asked brightly. This was their normal routine.

"Hn," was his usual reply. She hummed happily and walked away. They would eat together again.

Just like always.