The Rebellion of the Western Assassin

by kenilyn

Pain he could deal with. Anger he could deal with. But what happens when the "Ice Prince", the "Killing Perfection", the Great Lord Sesshomaru takes on a very talented, very human assassin to be his attendant and the caretaker of his young ward? Now he has to deal with emotions he believed to be far below him; confusion, betrayal, jealousy and, the least expected of them all, love.

3. Chapter I

Ten Years Later…

"Lord Sesshomaru!"

He looked up from his young human ward Rin, who was showing him all the flowers she had grown in the gardens. He stood and walked towards his general who had called him.

General Fujimora was the leader of his special operations squadron that took care of issues such as terrorists and assassins. Lord Sesshomaru heard two of the special operations team members walking up behind Fujimora, carrying someone who was kicking, aura flaring. Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes at the familiar aura that he couldn't quite place.

"Jaken." He said, turning to his retainer. Jaken dashed to his Lord's side, eager to fulfill his Lord's wishes. "Yes, milord?" he asked in his annoying voice. "Take Rin inside." He demanded. Jaken nodded and took the girl inside as instructed. Sesshomaru turned back to his general.

"My Lord, we figured out the assassinations. As you already know, we assumed it was the handiwork of an organization, but our speculations were incorrect." Sesshomaru raised a brow at this. "It was the work of a single assassin, a very talented one. She hit her targets in one shot with a throwing knife, straight into the heart." Sesshomaru blinked. "She?" he asked. The general nodded and called out to his men before turning back to his Lord.

"Yes, we caught her before she could eliminate her next target." Sesshomaru watched as they brought forward a woman of about seventeen with long, black hair that was pulled up into a ponytail, her bangs falling haphazardly in her face. Her warm brown eyes were fiery with rage. She stopped when her eyes fell upon the Lord of the Western Lands, as he suppressed her rebellious aura with his own.

It may have been ten years, but Sesshomaru recognized that woman. It was the ningen girl whose life he had saved. He walked towards her and grabbed her by her hair. "You are dismissed." He told his men. They blinked. "But milord—"

"This Sesshomaru does not repeat himself." He said, glaring into the eyes of the human before him, who was glaring right back. His men bowed and left. Sesshomaru dragged the woman behind him by her hair. He brought her to his study, ignoring the strange looks from his staff. He let her fall to the ground before him as he blocked the doorway. She looked up at him.

"Why did you not have them kill me? I have assassinated your men." She said.

"After the trouble I have gone through to keep you alive?" he countered.

Her mouth fell open. "I knew I had felt your aura before…it was you…?" she asked, shocked. He raised his brow as though to say 'Is that not what I just said?' She tucked her feet beneath her and bowed. "Thank you, Lord Sesshomaru, for saving my life. I am forever in your debt." She said. "Hn." She slowly looked up at him.

"You can start repaying that debt by telling me who you work for." He said. She nodded. "Of course."