A/N: when the font is in italic it's from the past and at the end when its normal present time with the story.

There was a knock at his room. Though her scent was very clear in the air it was still a surprise to open his door and find Rin with sleepless eyes, staring up at him as if she discovered something that wasn't meant to be discovered. The feeling of unsettlement was unexplainable and he sensed some unwell coming from her late visit.

He was about to ask her what was wrong but she spoke first, faster- something she did quite well when she was a kid and even now. Something he quite came to like too because it meant that he did not have to stress and pride things, or even voice his mind when she could do it.

"I know is rude to interrupt your rest," he might have told her that he does not tire but she kept producing words and moving her lips, "but can this Rin come in, My Lord?"

It was the very topic to enquire for hours and he knew he should have but instead he opened it a little bit wider, giving her space to enter. This is the reason why he should have deliberated his decision a little further: because he knew that even though no one was around her presence here at night was bound to be known by someone and rumors to him were so bothersome. And even though he let his door open for the mere purpose of those wondering about and who came to this strange scene would think nothing of it, it was tragically misconstrued. But he should have known better and it would have worked too, a brilliant idea he prized a second before she deliberately closed the door. So silently she did this that it may have considered secretively, almost private. Yes, he should have better thought out this decision.

It was Sesshomaru's eyes that narrowed then. "What's wrong, Rin?"

She was resting her body on the door frame, a small mess, with a muddle in her hair and a disarray in her long night clothes, head bent low. "It's clear that I have been restless, My Lord. I cannot sleep and tireless are my nights- long nights, they are. I can't seem to stop their voices from reaching me and it's horrible because their taking the peace out of me."

Sesshomaru's eyes couldn't narrow more in that moment but they did. How irritated he grew when she did not speak clearly and got to the point. "Be out with it, Rin."

He didn't mean to sound annoyed or careless of her own welfare as if she was a mere insect in the room but he didn't bother clearing the misunderstanding because he sort of was annoyed really- of her dareness, coming to him at this hour. He could already hear the voices of those he despise talking about him.

"The servants," Rin sighed defeated as she lifted her head slowly, "they keep talking, spreading bad word about me. They make me feel like mud and at times they truly call me that when they think no one is listening but of course I am! Because when I found out what they did of course I'd be listening…And at night I hear them more infuriated than ever as they go about their nocturnal work rumoring and it's quite driving this Rin insane, My Lord. I came to you for some help."

It was the very topic to enquire for hours and he knew he should have but instead he agreed to help her, to stop this nonsense. This is the reason why he should have deliberated his decision a little further: because even though he sent Jaken to this particular task of shutting mouths what came out of it was more talk and even though he didn't hear said talk it was clear there still was because three nights later there was a familiar knock in his bedroom door.

It wasn't that surprising this time, though her storming without her asking to and without him giving permission was shocking enough. If he wasn't the fearful demon dog Sesshomaru he would have gaped and gave her a piece of his mind but of course he didn't. And her state appeared too fragile even if the opportunity presented itself.

Rin, arms crossed and sulking, stomped her way to the edge of his bed and sat there. Sesshomaru didn't put too much mind in her mope because many times he had seen this done to Jaken and he wasn't about to become one of its victims. Instead he was trying to decide whether to close the door or leave it open but then-

"How could you, My Lord!" she shouted, caring none if ears were to hear and caring none the hour on the ticking clock.

Sesshomaru decided to close the door with much flourish. He tried to gather what he was about to say even though he had no idea what she was accusing him this time. "What's wrong, Rin?" he didn't mean to sound so tired and like a parent chastising over the same thing again but he did. He knew she would not like that.

Rin gave a huff then shuffled in her position. "Am I so unbecoming, My Lord?"

"Rin, make sense." He had already begun to look down at her, already growing intolerant.

There was an eerie silence before almost mutely, "Am I young?"

Sesshomaru was almost losing his patients at her senseless questioning when he answered her yes.

Her eyes lifted and he saw that she was serious. But she also looked more restless than ever. Could this be about the servants, again? "Am I beautiful, My Lord?"

He doesn't know why this question made him feel- even if the slightest- uncomfortable. Maybe because he was forced to look at her- really look at her. But he couldn't answer because he couldn't look.

Though, she knew when to babble on and so on she did. Something he didn't know whether to admire as it came in precise timing or hate when it couldn't reach an end. "I hear they say I'm young and beautiful and that I'm very unbecoming because of it." Her eyes started to water even though she seemed more angry. "I mean no harm to you, My Lord, but they say that I'm …your mere entertainment, that that's the reason behind you lending Rin a place at the palace in the first place, that that's why you treat a dirty human like Rin better than your own kind, that that's why you made them work to the bone now because you somehow found out they were talking and at that truths. That you assume that would stop them but they refuse to stop. They say that I'm yourunbecoming…"

It was the first time something someone said made him stop cold and all he could do was blink away the stiffness. He was so motionless that he hadn't realized she stood up and was crossing his way.

"But I don't believe them, though." She stood in front of him, looking at him like a she had an epiphany of some sort which made him think of the first night she came bothering in- seeming like she had came upon something that wasn't supposed to be come upon. "I asked myself 'would my lord still love me when all I got is nothing but stiff wriggles and an aching soul?'" she precariously reached out to pull a strand of his hair out of the way. She smiled at herself. "I know you would, I told myself, I know you will."

Sesshomaru doesn't fully understand why but he couldn't stand looking at her face. It made him angry and it made him hateful. He couldn't stand those eyes, twinkling knowingly when they knew nothing at all. He was disgusted by the way she carried herself, as if she believed in every step she took and in every breath she grasped with every molecule in her body. In one moment he found himself loathing her.

So, he turned away, almost recoiling, and walked way.

He heard her calling out to him, almost pleading and for the first time in his life ever knowing Rin he regretted ever aiding her with the little problem to begin with. For an instant he thought that he too regretted ever saving her in the first place. But the mere mass of the idea in his head made him sick to his stomach, thinking about her made him sick. It was strange to him to see and witness things fall apart just before his very eyes, he guessed because he had seen in well on other but never himself. Though he assumed that what bothered him the most, to the point where he wanted to scream, was that of all people Rin was the most unaffected at the end. Because even though she seemed upset about this whole dilemma at one point in the small trajectory this took in the end she resolved in being unsheathed by it.

He hated it. How could she just remove all of her problems like an old coat and thrust them upon him like an old hanger? Now he was burden with this, all of her predicaments and shadows and ghosts. But what he hated the most was that he knew that it was his fault to begin with. He chose to take it upon his shoulder and his hanger. It was his idiotic idea in the first place. And maybe the servants had a good point in speaking their minds and they had right to also, because if it was him in their shoes would he not think the same? This mere conclusion brought to Sesshomaru a sinking feeling in his stomach again.

But he was not about to be brought down by this no longer, he would learn something from Rin at her expense as she did to him. He would redeem himself. He would retrace his step up until the point where nothing could rattled him. Because redemption was the only solution for the day were one assumed for Sesshomaru himself and redemption was the only solution for the day were one assumed Sesshomaru actually loved or cared. If one of the two happened, or both at the same time in this case, he had to cease its mere presumption of existence.

And so Sesshomaru left three or four months, not that he counted. He settled in the Court were the most powerful demon in the land wielded their own power as a window of authority over other demon. It was almost like a game of checkers but checkers was less boring, even when you played with yourself. At the beginning most days were spent in silence, so much silence that Sesshomaru thought he heard an echo of Rin's voice around the mostly empty hallways of the large compound. Of course once he realized it was a figment of his own imagination he was pressed with the matter that his redemption was to be taken more serious and with more precaution.

He filled his days with documents and scrolls, going through them all morning and then the rest of the day spending it in long tables lining empty rooms filled with powerful strangers going about themselves and their lands and how to rule over them and others etc, etc, etc. At night he would try to meditate on nothing, imagining long blank nothings as hours ticked by. When nothing worked at times he would imagine enemies and blood and death.

Once he did this, he never heard Rin echoing in any place again. He felt distant and detached, he felt anew. If he could explain anything aloud, not that anyone in their right minds would ask his opinion anyways and not that they cared for the only one who truly did didn't have a place in his mind, he would say that he felt great. He had truly redeemed.

But like everything that is set out to do and done Sesshomaru grew bored of the Court. Now that it proved its purpose it held no use, so Sesshomaru headed aways to his mother, and even though he did not quite care what she did with her time and her efforts he headed to check up on her, deciding in his head that he was not prolonging his return to his own land and to his new regimen.

"Are you sure it is not about that human pest?" his mother commented once he mentioned his work at the Court and his plan of new governing in his land, sitting outside in a table drinking tea.

"What are you talking about, mother?" when he had first started speaking about this forming idea he had done it with the mere purpose of his mother prizing his cleverness at wanting to be a better version of himself, after all wasn't his mother always persuading him do just that? But instead she had come out with this and with no explanation at all. He should have figured though, his mother was as cold and nonecaring as him, so what had he expected really?

"Well, it seems to me like you're running from your problems," she tsked in-between the fine cup glass of tea, talking as if she knew something he did not. Was there actually? Because if there was he would like to know too.

"Mother, you make no sense at all." He had said as bitterly and empty as she had when she first asked her question.

"Because you think you have clear priorities does not mean you have them in order," she said wistfully. "Your father was just like you at one point, strong and fearful. But then he met that nuisance everything just fell together perfectly." She laughed and Sesshomaru put his own cup of tea down, eyeing it suspiciously. Mother never laughs and usually makes sense. Usually.

"Literally, son, nothing could have been better. Looking back, I blame myself for never seeing it coming or seeing it ever sooner. I mean he was more stoic and blunt than ever, powerful and very graceful. He would go slaughter demon and humans by the hundreds and then return and shower me with gifts and necklaces. Even when we made love he would tell me about all the things he demolished and destroyed. " Sesshomaru if not entirely disgusted with her last recalling was not in place to deny what she told. He once knew his father to be like that, he even took it to act like him, thus his present self. It had always come to everyone's surprise when he betrayed his mother and him and burden a human with his half brother.

"Of course he never told me that he never laid a single finger on her pathetic village. But once everything was said and done and I discovered of… "She shook her head and Sesshomaru noted that even though she appeared unbothered and unaffected she was still not over what his father did to her, even if it was long past. "Anyways I realized that he was denying himself, that's why he'd go on killings sprees or shower me with his suppose undying love because he thought too big of himself. Too intelligent to be that stupid and too strong to be that weak. But once he gave in, even if a little bit, he became one of them. He was just like those human. Helpless and Powerless And, son, that's what I'm seeing now."

Sesshomaru did not say anything and his mother started to laugh. "Oh, but this I should have seen from the start."

Sesshomaru stood, his visit evidently coming to an end. He doesn't know why but this made his mother burst into more laughter.

"Your father used to walk away from problems just like this. He would simply stand and walk away and think everything would be okay." She said, brining a fan from he doesn't know where and started fanning herself, as if the mere thought of comparing them restricted the oxygen around her.

Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes. "Mother, I would like to clear to you that I'm not my father and I'm tired of people associating me with him. But even if it is an annoyance if I could allow myself to be in his shoes and see why he would do such a thing as he did, seeing how irritating you can be, I might give him credit for how long he underwent with you without ever giving the suspicion that he was unfaithful."

It was Sesshomaru's mother who narrowed her eyes at this, her laugh turning bitter until she was only scowling. "I heard the talk the people have in your land. I'm worried about you, son. But you're taking my warnings lightly. I want to save you the trouble this would give you if you let it be… but I can't save you if you don't let me try."

But Sesshomaru just left her with her words hanging as he walked out, remembering that he had a land he had to return to.

Sesshomaru doesn't know what he had expected in wake of his return… but it surely was uneventful. So, uneventful that he had to truly think for a second if he really left for so long or just a couple of minutes because everything was at its usual practical monotonous manner. There wasn't even a hello from Jaken who only said -not even cheerful as he is use to- "You have return, My Lord!" The servants though eying him weirdly seemed controlled around him as if the silent war between them had not gone at all. Sesshomaru for a moment thought if maybe Rin had misunderstood the servants or if she had made the whole thing up? But then again he knew she would never lie to him and to think she did would be outrageous. Besides it was best for it to be like this, quiet and serine as if never existing, that way he could get to business more quickly. More in a way that he could avoid Rin all together because he wasn't really that eager to see her really and it was fortunate of him that she wasn't there waiting for him like he is also use to seeing. It could be that he had left without telling anyone and had come without telling one either but he didn't feel like rolling reasons and causes because then he had to remember why it all started to begin with.

Without much talk- none to be exact- he headed to his office study and organized his scheme until it was perfectly detailed and comprehensive and by morning he had Jaken announced and put in use the new regimen he had maneuvered and charted in one of the many silent rooms in the Court where the suggestion had taken place. By afternoon the green imp had told him that everything was going in order, even though it was just beginning and estimated in his customary prizing manner that it would be successful and lucrative. Sesshomaru was almost pleased that Jaken had taken to almost worshiping him but he couldn't almost reach that sensation because as the green demon headed towards the door it added almost as enthusiastic as before, "Oh, and Rin has been asking about you and why haven't you come to see her since your arrival, quite annoyingly I should say."

Sesshomaru was filled with a familiar irritation at the mention of her presumptions. Because how could she presume that he would drop everything in his turn just to go greet her? But there was a little voice in his head that answered, Haven't you before?

More proof of his own guard being down in the past and stupid foolishness was Jaken's face of confusion as he said, "Tell her that I have no time for silly reunions. I will see it if I have time to accommodate a small greeting. But if I ever have time."

In the end there was no time even though Sesshomaru had done nothing but go through old documents and maps since he was left alone. All of them he knew by heart and weren't something new to look forward to or essentially worth going through by any chance but he did anyways. Finishing them took three to four days, in which he hadn't really left his office. Jaken came two of those four days trying to get him to stop but of course it proved unsuccessful. Even when he mentioned that Rin had urgent matters to ask him and it was very important for her to speak to him to which he reluctantly told Jaken, "It can wait."

When he was finally finished he decided to step out into a more realistic world that was not made out of paper and ink. If only a tinkle he felt his neck rigid and his back tense, his eyes tired and his legs stiff but he was okay, he decided. Worse things were coming.

Yet they didn't come because when Sesshomaru called out to Jaken and notified that Rin was permitted to see him he was informed that she had left because she could wait no longer. Of course it wasn't something childish like one suppose to, a rebellion move, no. Kagome, his half brother spouse, was five months pregnant and needed some assistance in her home and work and since Rin had been there in her village half of her life before she had parted with Sesshomaru she knew very well what to do. So, on the very first day Sesshomaru had arrived Rin had received a sort of request, explaining why she wasn't there when he had return he had noted when being told, hoping that perchance she had the time and opportunity if she could come for some assistance. Rin had wanted to ask for his Lords permission, seeing how he seemed to dictate whatever decision she was to make but he took his time and that was of essence in this case and she could not waste more fooling around.

"She said it was more important than waiting around for you to make up your mind, that that stupid incapable human was more important. Of course I told her otherwise and that she should wait but she didn't hear me and just left." Said Jaken sighing, unaware of the sour mood Sesshomaru was beginning to enter.

"When did she left?" he asked bluntly.

"Two days ago," Jaken stretched, "But said she'd be back in a week, My Lord. Though not to wait because depending on the circumstances she would see it to her comes back."

Sesshomaru doesn't know why but his feet turned and he began to walk. He wanted to keep a fair distance from Jaken because he knew that if he didn't he would kill him for sure and he knew Rin was to attach to the monstrous dim head twit to actually mourn his death. But he was so angry that it was almost impossible not to. Why couldn't he have told him sooner? Why couldn't he just-

No, he understood that it wasn't Jaken fault. Well, not entirely. It was also his. Because he was to self absorb in his own work to attend Rin when she most reluctantly asked for him, almost demanded him. He should have but he didn't. And aside from feeling angry and reproachful he felt a little disappointed because he now understood that she wasn't eager to see him, awaiting his presence like a shadow would your person. No, he was just another commonly thing in her life. When did he become ordinary?

But then something fell into place and he was infuriated again. While he was out wasting his efforts with his persona all because of her, irritable stupid her she was here unaffected, out of pretence of whatever reasons? Ugh, and all that was for nothing it seemed because he was losing his patients and it was all for nothing. Though what gets him the most is being in his bipolar moody way, he had no felt like this since he was told of his father and his dealing with a human or then the revelation of his half brother or the situation of the two swords his father left.

He needed to vent. He felt the pressure closing in, the marks of transformation painting in his face. He walked more quickly to the doors and the outside.

That day a random forest was destroy completely, along with everything or everyone in it. Then a small village a week later because a week had past. Then a small gang of demons patronizing close to his lands and even though it wasn't supposed to be his responsibility he annihilated them. Two weeks. On the third though, he decided he should stop because he was being immature and reckless about the whole thing. He decided to return to his study and go through his scrolls again.

In the middle of the forth week there was a knock at the door. Jaken stepped in and announced that Rin had come back, "But, My Lord, she requested not to be interrupted because she is very tired and worn out."

At first he didn't understood why Jaken had said what he said but when he left and he was left alone he came to. He had stood way too readily at this new notice and could see that not only did he made a fool of himself but also spilled the ink he was using to write on a scroll. Another forest was lost that day.

The days that followed were just as worst. Sesshomaru feeling more at lost with what was going on than ever. There was only one word for it. The tables were now turned. The cards revealed. He no longer had an upper hand. Redemption was never the answer because what use was redeeming if you'll immediately turn to your old ways?

It was no help that Rin was distant. On the second day of her arrival was when Sesshomaru finally saw her. Though it was a relief to see her face after so long he sensed some difference in her. Not only did she almost didn't say anything like she seems to when she fills every second with words and outrageous declarations but she didn't even smile! He wondered at that moment if it was some sort of vengeance. It had to be and its purpose achieved because it struck a nerve.

Even when he prepared hours of the day to meet since they seemed not to anyways she would a) not show up and tell some far fetch excuse or b) go but not do much for the cause. In the hallways when he sometimes saw her pass by she kept her eyes on the floor. In the gardens she'll look at flowers and not pick them to make crowns or necklaces.

Sesshomaru doesn't know when it started but it did and he soon found himself as a stalker, sensing and following her every move. It was very awkward for him to do things he never done. But he began doing things he never done the day he saved her. Though with the more days that pass he better understood what was going on. And it had a bittersweet effect.

It was weird, a strange sensation to feel rejected. Not like he hadn't been rejected before, really, but it was something different when the person who admired you the mostly suddenly decided as if on a wisp to. He wanted very badly for it not to bother him, in some expense it hadn't, until he couldn't take it no longer. Sure he had runway to forget all about her words and what they meant and had he achieved in forgetting about her completely. But now that he was back at his palace and home everything was filled, every moment and every minute, of her. Rin Rin Rin Rin Rin Rin. Because, he figured in the end, that she was his home and returning would be returning to her… no matter how big of a redemption or will.

He realized that maybe he truly was a fool.

It was night. There was knock on the door. Then another. Strange. More urgently.

It was opened. It felt more bizarre.

"My Lord?" Rin said looking up at Sesshomaru with rested eyes. He assumed his were the opposite.

"Rin."

She shook her head as if shaking of the sleep. She seemed to want to be aware but couldn't. "What are you doing here, My Lord?"

"Rin, you are very annoying," he doesn't know why he said that but he guessed when you are left to wonder for days including nights and are brought to her door he figured that it sort of was annoying.

This was like a slap in her face, he felt her discourage because of it. He somehow felt better knowing it.

"What?"

"You irritate this Lord very much," he added, feeling with every word liberated of something that was dragging within him for months. "Within these walls you aggravate me and everyone."

Her eyes were clouded for a moment as if she was trying to read his intentions and then she opened the door to her room wide enough. "Come inside, My Lord, before you cause a scene."

He felt like he was played again, everything he did always came back to bite him it seemed. But she was right and though it was very infuriating he stepped inside. There she continued to stare at him as if he was from another planet.

Finally, "Why are you here, My Lord?"

It was a very good question, one he would enquire for hours and quite possibly since he had the time even years. But deep down he knew it would be of no use, though, because he doesn't even know why he was there to begin with. The only thing he knew was that he was moved by anger and injustice. It was unfair. He was the victim here. Everyone seemed to forget what happen, even the servants and it appeared he was the only one left behind in this race. This illogical stupid race. Yes, it was a good question. No, he doesn't know why he's there.

But he had to answer. She knew him well enough to know when he was taken by surprise and he suspected that maybe he was acting upon something out of his control and was following some exterior emotion that led him to this plot bender in his offense. Now the after effect was shock. This truly was illogical. He opened his mouth but no word was ever made. He closed it, remembering when he used to chastise Rin for this very improper thing.

"My Lord, I'm very tired right now so do not take it the wrong way when I ask you if this can wait until tomorrow, when both our heads are clear and functional," Rin said, finishing with a yawn in her hand.

When had this happened? When did he become not functional? When did he start to make people assume he was less serious that what he was? Every step he took was making himself and his image degrade. He felt more insulated than before.

Though he couldn't stay there pondering the more shock because she was already leading him to the door. But when Rin reached for the handle Sesshomaru decided that he would not be under anyone's control no longer. He was had to speak this that was bothering him. Because now light came to him to why he was there.

He whirled around, the force so powerful that Rin fumbled with her balance a few steps back. She was almost surprised at what happened.

"Rin, I do not like you presupposing for this Sesshomaru. I came here to make you stop that unfitting suit because it is very bothersome and you must learn to control what you say…" it came out entirely wrong. His words were whichway and whateverway and not comprehensible at all. This was topic of the past and he accusing of something long over do was childish. More to the cause was that since he had arrived he has not even spoken a full paragraph to Rin.

"All right, My Lord," she said indifferent, "Rin will keep in mind for next time."

If his head had a stomach it would have twitched… or puked. Oh, how it wanted to puke! For the first time since Sesshomaru can remember he sighed, in an irritating matter. "Rin, right now you are being very infuriating maybe you should keep that in mind now."

Finally, Rin's eyebrow shot up. "Why are you being so hateful all of the sudden, My Lord? I don't understand."

"Rin, you are the one acting very unlike expected and you ask me this? I'm starting to think that maybe the servants were right. Maybe you are unbecoming." He doesn't know why but his tongue just kept making sounds of awfulness and though sweet at the moment it left him with an after taste.

Rin's eyes water just a fraction before she pointed to the door. "My Lord, I want you to leave now."

"This is my palace Rin, I remind you," he revered cynically.

Her face constructed in disbelief and shock then hurt. "Okay, then I will leave. If it gets Rin far away from this horrible revolting Lord than I'll go."

But it wasn't this that got him nailed to the floor, wishing he had not said what he had previously said. Because as she headed to the handle he heard her whisper hurtfully. "I hate you." And for her to say something like that, he most have really done something big of a scale.

"Rin," he said her name but she pretended not to listen. He grabbed her arm, trying not to note how frantic he was acting. "Rin."

"What?" she fumbled with his hold but did not try to brake from it.

"This Sesshomaru apologizes for-"

"For what?" she finished, finally looking up at him. He saw just how much he truly had hurt her. "For taking the servants side and calling this Rin out for what she really is-dirt. Or for walking away when I had told My Lord about- I should have known, anyways. I, mean, how stupid of me to think that of someone so uncaring and unfeeling as you."

He grabbed both her shoulders. "Think what, Rin?"

She shook her head, almost ashamed. But she wasn't the one to hold any shame or embarrassment. Not like him. "That you would, really, love this Rin with no care for circumstances."

Then everything seemed to click into place and he understood what she said. He understood her distance this couple of months and her not talking to him. He also understood what he must do as he steadied Rin with both of his hands on her shoulders, leaning in even though she has already stiffen under the strange movement. What he last said was "But I do."

What he heard her last say was. "Prove it."

(Omg this scene is so perverted to me. I'm so ashamed . - .
Will I ever look at myself in the mirror again)

If Sesshomaru had it in him he would have crashed the doors from its hinges but he didn't posses the self will to. Not really, when he had spend almost two hours debating with himself with the news the demon doctor had said. Rin was too important for him right now and imagining her not here was… he couldn't even describe it, without mentally hitting himself.

Anyways, the decision was made whether she liked it or not. There was not going to be any third time, not if he can prevent it. So, seeing the room empty save Jaken sitting at the edge of his bed was more surprising than the last few months.

"Jaken, where is Rin?" his voice was cool even if deep inside he could hear the impatience but he couldn't help it his thoughts were the one going about impatiently with the possibilities of her absence and though inevitable it was very clear what had taken place.

"She's gone, My Lord," he sighed, rubbing his small green fingers into his temple.

"Where?" he demanded, not caring for his tone. She was hurt and quite possibly dying –if not exaggerating- and Jaken had the right mind to let her do it, if he wasn't a part of it to begin with.

"To your half brother's village. She said that there she can get the help she isn't getting here," he explained and though Sesshomaru tried to start a sentence about how ignorant Jaken's decision was he was interrupted, "but, My Lord, are you aware that you want to get rid of your on heir?"

Then it hit him. It wasn't just Rin who was dying. There was this sinking feeling in his stomach again and he wondered for a brief second as to how human can ever get use to this. Another thought fell into place.

His mother was right.

I Didn't want to continue but, nah, I don't know, I just need to write this.. Song that motivated this Young & Beautiful By: Lana del rey