So this story just popped into my head two days ago & I had to write it down (:
~Rin is a maiden with no family nor spouse, looking for something more, beyond her mediocre life / Sesshomaru is a ruthless youkai, hating mortals & his hanyo brother, Inuyasha. Will his hard exterior melt when he meets a girl breaching his land on her travels?~
As a cool breeze became an even heavier wind, whipping her raven colored hair across her fraile face, Rin began to walk faster into the small hut she had claimed as her own. She hung up the drark cloak she often wears around when she feels the weather will become a nightmare. Feeling a bit hungry, she went over to her futon, and found some berries from the night before. She ate and went to bed. A trouble-free girl, with an undemanding life. Rin had wished for something more, something better beyond this mediocre lifestyle she was living. Yet she couldn't get beyond where she was at. She didn't want to think anymore. She wanted sleep to overcome her like a wave; and so it did. She dreamt she was with her family, her mom, dad and brother. Missed them, she did, but missing them could do nothing. Not even bring them back from the depths that they were resting. 'Atleast they are in a safer and better place than I am in' Rin had thought as she fixed her futon cleanly against the wall, while grabbing a tattered washcloth she used when bathing. 'I need to get used to being.. alone...' she thought, dipping her waist-length hair into the chilly, blue liquid. '... No, I neeed to find something worth living for.. someone worth living for..' with that, she wrapped herself into the ragged, blue kimono, grabbed her things, and ran inside the hut. She was going to travel. Where? She didn't exactly know.. yet she was going to find something, or someone, to live for. Whilst thinking in the moment, she had not acknowledge the fact that something, or someone, was watching her every move. Mezmerized by her graceful moves and her soft appearance. Rin could admit that she was pretty, not beautiful, but she was pleasent to the eye. Soft, dark hair that hung below her feeble, yet dependable shoulders. Strong cheekbones, that flattered her milky-white skin, yes she was quite pretty for a sixteen year old maiden.
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"M'Lord!" the slimy, green tinted imp came hopping toward the youkai. The green imp was no more a threat than a butterfly, no more frightening nor proud. Yet he'd thought of himself more than that. Well, not himself exactly, more like his master, Sesshomaru. A powerful, and most feared dog demon of the lands. He was all but a butterfly, more like a killer, a swift assassin.. a deadly youkai. Jaken, the green imped toad, bowed before him and resumed, "Your father has requested you into his chambers.." he said fearful of the response he would get. Sesshomaru said nothing. Half expecting that, Jaken stood, and parted from this fearful creature. 'Lord Sesshomaru has been acting quite strange these couple of days...' he thought, entering the corridor which lead him into the office of Inu No Taisho, the lord of the western lands, a great and powerful daiyoukai. Jaken bowed, his knees yelling out in sudden pain. He did not let it show, though. "Is he on his way?" Inu No Taisho asked Jaken, while writing onto obviously important scrolls. He was a busy man, had to upkeep the lands in order to pass down his heir onto one of his sons. Sesshomaru or Inuyasha. He knew who would have been the obvious choice, yet he had to give Inuyasha a chance. He was only half demon, but was strong, and brave for a hanyo. "Jaken?" his voice had picked up a stern pitch to it, and his eyes were piercing deep daggers into Jaken's. "Sumimasen!..H..he had said nothing, Lord..." the office door suddenly opened and his master was standing at the entrance. A beautiful creature Sesshomaru was. Quiet, but his expressions said the things he dare not to. "Chichi-ue?" Sesshormaru questioned his superior, glaring down at Jaken, with his expression-less face. He caught the hint, and left as quickly as he had came. "Yes my son, I just wanted to tell you that the borderline of the western lands have been breached, and I need you to go and fix whatever may be down there." He had gotten up at that point, and headed toward the vast window that expanded onto half the wall in the grand office. "Demon or not, do not kill whatever it is. They, or it, may be a spy from an enemy ruler." looking out at the great view, he paused to look at his quiet son, curious he asked, "What is the matter, son?" He asked, sensing confusion from his son. "I just do not understand, why can you not ask that half-blood to do the job..." venom seething from his perfect teeth, when he had thought of even saying the ungrateful hanyos name. It made him absolutely disgusted at his father, to even fathom that he had layed with a mortal woman. Yet he had, and even had the decency of bringing a worthless child into the world. What made him feel even more hate toward his father and his "brother" is that his father allowed the bitch to stay. Disgusting, just absolutely disgusting. Sesshomaru growled a bit in his chest, keeping it undetected by his fathers keen senses. "Because I know you are perfectly capable of doing it yourself, and besides.. Inuyasha is with his mother.." Sesshomaru flinched and anger seized his eyes..his father noticed, yet continued, "..and I do not want to bother them. This is not up for debate, go and bring whatever it is here." With that he has Sesshomaru to leave his office and went back to work. 'Just stubborn.. I know it's hard for him, though..' he had thought getting back to his work.
"Damn him.." Sesshomaru had said swiftly walking from the castle, going outside the palace gate. "Damn him and that bastard, Inuyasha." picking up the pace, wind racing throught his long, silver hair, he headed toward the line that seperated the western lands from the common lands. Sesshomaru was not like his father, nor brother. He was not understanding and did not give into the feelings of love. He was a cold-hearted murderer, keeping to himself. The only way to survive, he had taught himself. The only thing he had in common with his father is his apperance. Long silver, reaching only to his muscular ankles. Golden yellow eyes that so very well complimented his ever so fair complexion. Good looking? and understatement. His personality was the only thing that held him back, though.
Reaching the line that seperated his western life from the, oh so common "mortal" world, he had sensed that someone had breached it. It had been a human, no more harming than a flea. A woman? yes.. a mortal woman had been walking upon his soon to be ground. 'Ugh, I've had just enough with all these human women." he said, searching for her. Not knowing that this human girl may be the one to change his outlook on everything.