The Decision
It was days after the defeat of Naraku. The stomping sound of Ah-Un was close behind me. Rin was riding on him and Jaken was leading him.
"Sesshoumaru-sama, what do you intend to do now?" asked the imp like demon.
I never found this question to be interesting before. But now, I felt that the simple answer of "traveling" was no longer sufficient. I traveled before I met the likes of Naraku. But that was all in search of power. I already surpassed my father, so the urge to find powerful swords or uncover father's plans for his old swords no longer interested me.
Now I had to think about Rin.
At first, I kept her with me out of interest. She was a bizarre little human. Then I grew to…not want her to die. In fact, I forbade her to die.
Jaken knew of this too.
But the girl's one too many brushes with death made me realize that she does not belong with me. As much as I have gotten used to her, protected her, and made sure she had food and clothes; the fact is, my way of life is dangerous and downright ridiculous for a human to pursue.
One day I will build an empire like my father had, but to do that requires time…
I winced. Time was not something Rin had.
*Authors note- He thinks of Rin dying of old age here, but is more focused on the here and now*
When Rin had died in hell. The pain was…unreal. I never felt such a pain before. There was no word for it. But then she was brought back, and everything was O.K again. The relief was as unreal as the pain.
But even then I had known…that if I had left her in a village from the start, she wouldn't have been in such danger.
No. That's not fair to say. She was beaten up and ignored by the villagers of her last village. And then after she was abused, the place was attacked. If the locals didn't kill her, outside forces would have. Humans don't exactly live safe lives either. They have wars, hatred, and wrongs just like demons do. Though their degree of those things are a couple of notches less.
Still, it is the lesser of two evils…