"A Life Half Undone"

Disclaimer: DO. NOT. OWN!


As I woke, I knew I wasn't alone in my room as I had been before my eyes closed. It didn't surprise me much when I found his lone figure leaning against the shoji door with his back to me and watching the waves peak in the short distances. This time period may have made him more widely known, but he did seem less stressed, after all, he no longer had to fight demons and protect his lands every minute of every day. I suppose deep down his animal instincts call out from time to time because of being kept in for so long but I knew he still had his adventures; he always would no matter where or when.

My sight was a bit foggy but as I turned over onto my side and faced him I recognized the details and contours of his body. Clad in only a pair of grey sweatpants I couldn't help but smile at his more modern and relaxed look. At least, in this moment he was not ridden with the intent to harm another being-so far to my knowledge-or set out to destroy his brother, whom I would have to ask about their relations later on. In the mean time he had said he wanted to speak with me and now was his chance.

As he stepped away from the doors he had a hard look on his face of course I knew he would go back to being indifferent sometime, but I just hadn't wanted it to be so soon. I quickly realized he wanted to know as soon as possible how I had remembered him but I wanted to share another piece of information with him. Placing my hands under my head after I yawned, I began to speak mildly to him and I knew he could hear me.

" I had another dream while I was asleep, well more like a memory."

This, I could tell intrigued him. Sitting himself on a chair he had pulled over in front of me he looked to me to continue and so I did. Unintentionally, I closed my eyes to recall what I remembered of the dream. It was another nice one I suppose, something struck me as timid and dark about it for some reason and I could tell it affected him greatly because as I told him he seemed to lean closer to be nearer to me.

" My dream was about a day when you were not there, you were off fighting Naraku."


Stepping out of the bath I felt a cold chill run up my back. Of course, the winter season was cold and I knew the warmth of the water had to wear off soon but I had hoped I could put on my clothes before then, but such was my luck I was chilled. Quickly I placed my kimono onto my shoulders and sighed to myself. When would he come back again?

Tying my obi I slid the doors open and stepped into the hallway that seemed silent enough but I knew there were others in this house; they just seemed to make themselves scarce all of the time. I had only met a few but knew that there needed to be more to run this large household. Making my way to my room I was hit with warmth and I climbed into bed, placing my covers over my body. I knew it was bad to laze around but it was too cold to want to do anything at all. Plus, who was I to talk to? Jaken Of course not, he was annoying and rude so I wouldn't be calling him to stray away my loneliness.

Another sigh escaped me and I tried not to fall asleep. There was an odd feel in the air and I knew it could have been my imagination but it wasn't. Had something happened to my Lord? I was paranoid I knew but I still could not help it I missed him greatly. The next thing I knew was that my world was getting dark. I was tired and couldn't understand why. I just felt like I was being watched by something. Shaking it off I slipped into sleep and accepted that years with Sesshomaru had made my thoughts run wild when he was not there to protect me. Nothing was wrong, so I slept on into the night.


As I finished my story Sesshomaru stirred in his chair and seemingly could not find a position to sit in. Restless was a better word to use. So, did he know something I did not about related to what I was feeling that night? I would not press him on the matter just yet. I was here now and I felt safe again under his presence and I just didn't want to ruin it with useless worries.

Looking up at him I knew instantly he wanted me to continue with what I knew and how I had found him and known who he was. So, I began to explain when my memories/dreams started and he just sat and listened. I told him that I remembered the wolves and his care of me when I was young. I told him about the growing feelings I had expressed to him and his actions to kissing me and everything that had transpired between us in my dreams. I saw him look away when I would go into his hugging me, but I smiled to myself, he was just embarrassed and I couldn't help my thoughts of the great Sesshomaru feeling that way. In response to my giggles he would glare at me but then it would only make me laugh more.

He was sitting there and listening to me, like my own personal diary only an oral version. I placed my hand on his own that had made its way to my bed when I told my stories to him. He looked over at me but did not say a word. What was going on in that head of his? Was he regretting anything or my being here?

"I missed you when you left me. When I grew up in this time I always felt that something was missing even though for a short while I had a mother and a father. There would always be this empty feeling when I would walk home alone after school or when I would have to do something new for the first time, I was always a bit apprehensive. Thank you for taking me in today. If you want I can leave."

I felt his hand move underneath me and I knew something was bothering him. Then, he said the oddest thing to me. I knew that one day I would receive some type of change in attitude from him but today seemed to be a day of reliving for me. I knew it was nice to have this happen but he felt guilty and I knew that eventually it would all come full circle, so I would wait patiently for it.

"I looked for you in this time, but I failed to find you. So I gave it up thinking that maybe you would lead a better life in this new age. And to answer your last statement, no you may not leave. I have you here and this is where you will stay."

Stunned, I knew but I shook my head at his forceful words and smiled at him again. Maybe this time it would be better, he had no wars to fight and no obligations except to himself and I was happy. It was odd to think that I just met him today, for the first time, in real life and not my dreams and suddenly that void I used to have is filled. Slowly, I pulled the sheets back and sat cross-legged in front of him.

"To be reincarnated one has to die, how did it happen?"

He didn't answer me, so I knew he was not ready but he did help me and give me a bit of hope.

"You will know in due time."

Lacing my fingers with his own again, like in my dream, I rose out of the bed and quickly kissed him on the cheek. Looking up at him I laughed at his expression, it had not changed but his eyes were just a bit wider than normal. I pulled myself away from his presence and stretched upwards to fend of the stiffness of sleeping.

"So, where can I bathe in this place?"


I felt refreshed as I stepped out of the shower. He had wanted me to use the 'old ways' of the large wooden tube, but I insisted I would take a longer soak tomorrow morning for I had nothing to do anyway. Slowly, he agreed to my terms-which was a shock to me but I held it in-and left me to take a shower. Awkwardly, I stepped away from the large shower head and turned of the water flow then walked into my bed room. I remember it even now. Everything in the same place. I felt guilty for a moment because everything was in the same place, never touched and I knew I would have to do some dusting later for most of my knickknacks had acquired a fair amount of dust.

How long had he thought of me?

That thought entered my mind and only one answer would suffice. I sighed to myself as I walked over to my old drawers full of clothes.

"Too long."

Looking through them I found only kimonos. Oh well, I'm going back in time being inside this place anyways, so I might as well look the part. I picked out a beautiful kimono that looked to be hundreds of years old (in which it was). I would have to ask him a LOT more questions later on. He would answer them and I would be sufficed once again and my curiosity sated and maybe then we could move on together.

The kimono I wore must have touched something in him because as I walked down the stairs, after walking for a long time trying to just get out of the vicinity of my own room, he looked shocked but that receded into a dull expression the one he always seemed to wear. At least, I had gotten some response out of him and improvement was better than none at all. I had worn a kimono of silk, my only option, and it was a light blue with clouds dancing across the chest and sleeves. An obi of white was around my waist and a fairly large bow made in the back. I would have to change before I went out.

"First thing is first, where are my clothes from THIS time period?"

He smirked lightly and decided his watch was more important than my question.

"I had them dry-cleaned; they should arrive in about an hour or two. Do not fret Rin; I won't have you out in the streets of Tokyo looking like a Geisha who's lost her make-up."

I stuck my tongue out at him and proceeded to what I thought was the kitchen until he pointed the other direction which I went to and he received another tongue face. Before he let me pass he grabbed my arm softly only to get me to stop for a moment.

"I have to go to work and I'll be back around five later on today. After I get back you can ask questions while we go out somewhere. Agreed?"

Shaking my head in an agreeing motion he let go of me and stepped towards the door. Before he left he one again added a bit of information.

"We shall stop by your apartment tomorrow and have all of your belongings moved here. Also, find something to eat and if you can't order out. They know who I am and just have them charge to me."

And with that he left. A wicked smile spread across my face and I spoke quietly as if someone would hear me and my plans would be broken.

"Well, he did say I could order out."

I walked towards the kitchen to notice that his cell phone was on the table and I figured he had another one since he didn't seem worried about it, so I picked up the phone and commenced looking for the phone book and when I found it he would not be happy, but I would be with a full stomach. Speaking of stomachs mine began to growl and another smile spread. He's rich, he won't mind.


After ordering tons of food and five restaurants later, I had even acquired and Americanized breakfast from some place around here. To be expected they looked at me oddly when they brought the food. I guess this old style home was not on their normal route of apartments and few suburban homes. Now, I sat back and looked at what I had consumed, which was a lot but I was hungry and I ate from every place so I didn't waist much. About two hours later of sitting on the couch and trying to find something to do the doorbell rang again and my cloths had arrived.

I stepped into them in the living area, which was huge but who was there to see me anyway? I folded my kimono and decided to put it away in the room her had given me. Stepping into it I couldn't help but feel like I had entered it tons of times before, which I knew I had from my memories at night. Then, I stepped out into the hallway only to wonder around and get lost, this place proved to be a maze but my search did put me directly in front of two large wooden doors with what appeared to be golden handles. Quickly I stepped in and was amazed at what I saw.

A large king sized four-post bed interrupted my vision from the start. Upon the mattress were pitch black sheets of what looked to be pure silk. I couldn't help my curiosity and looked around to see a large bathroom (vie the door being half open to this area) and a cherry wood desk with a small laptop on top of it. This was Sesshomaru's bedroom I assumed. It was wonderful. Large blood red valor drapes hung from the large window that spanned most of the wall to the left of the bed.

Stepping lightly, I crept to the bed and decided that I would just try them out and see if they were real silk. Then, before I left I would fix them back so that he would never know I was in here. Perfect plan. I stepped onto the bed and immediately giggled. It was silk and it felt cool to the touch of my skin. I smiled to myself as I grabbed a nearby pillow and laid my head upon it. I sighed lightly and knew I was falling asleep and I should fix it back and leave but my body refused me and I knew nothing but more memories, but surprisingly it was just me waiting for Sesshomaru to come back and looking out a window of my room for his form. Sadness was the whole dreams' emotion and I knew I would be weighted with the feeling of forever when he would come again.


A/N: I know it was a short chapter. Sorry! Anyway, yes, this is a chapter type story:p It was just WAY TOO long to make into a one-shot like I had originally planned it to be. Oh well, adapt. So, read and review. More to come soon!