Originally I didn't want to share this with you guys since it's my personal life, however, I felt like getting it out. In mid May, my close relative had passed away. It had felt unreal to me. However, last monday, it had finally sank in after watching her being put into the grave that she will never come back again. I knew that it would be hard and that it would get better eventually, but that doesn't make it any easier. I have been feeling somewhat lost and restless. That's why tried and wrote this chapter. Life suck, but that's part of life. Her passing away was only a portion of my life misery. But hey, if I asked, I'm sure everyone have problems of their own. Enough with my misery, and on with the story.

PS. some of you nailed this story. I won't tell you what, but you will see in the future. Take care.

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Rin removed the blanket, unwrapped the clawed hand that had been wrapping securely around her thin waist, and got up. She gathered the scatter clothes from the floor and getting dressed, ignored the pair of golden eyes that had lock on her form. How much she hated them.

It was finally morning. She was finally free. For now, at least.

Sesshomaru did not bother her much during the day knowing how much she hated him. He would occasionally came to see her, bringing her gifts, but otherwise, he let her be. A month had already passed since their marriage ceremony, but nothing had changed between them. She still hate him with passion and he still could not keep his hands off her.

Coldy, Rin adjusted her clothes, feeling the familiar texture of fine silk, the silk she could not afford and had not touched since the day she ran away from the Edo Village, on her skin again. Sesshomaru always provided her with the best, even though she never asked for them. But everything came with a price; she was now his wife.

Rin picked up the sash and started wrapping it around her waist. She planned to tie it into a simple knot behind her back. She never cared for the fancy obi knot designs.

Suddenly, she felt a pair of hands taken the ends of the sash from her behind her back. She went stiff knowing who those hands belonged to. She hated him, he knew, and yet, he would not leave her alone. She wanted nothing to do with him, but he refused to understand.

"I can tie it myself," Rin told him coldly. Sesshomaru did not answer. He continued to work on the knot. Rin wanted to tell him off, but decided against it knowing it was fruitless. It was faster to let him tie it and get away from him. His hands worked on the sash with expert skill. He could do anything and exceeded at it, too.

Silently, she felt his hands wrapped around her abdomen, so tendered as if she would break. A wave of anger exploded inside her. He treated her as if he cared, as if she were important to him, but she knew he did not care. The only one he cared was himself. If he had truly cared about her, he would never have killed the man she loved. And Sesshomaru and she would never got marry.

"Let go of me," she stated emotionlessly, her tone was flat, but the anger within rung clear as a bell. Sesshomaru did not move, his hold was gentle but firm, and his long silvered hair slid over her shoulder as his chest touched her back.

"Let. Go. Of. Me." she said in a deadly and most-hated tone.

When he showed no sign of moving, she forcefully paring herself off. She turned to glare at him, her eyes filled with hatred.

For a millisecond, he looked wounded, but it disappeared as soon as it came and she dubted it was ever there. If he could be hurt, she wanted him to suffer more. What he felt, if he had felt anything in the first place, was not even a portion of what he had put her through.

"Rin" he called her name tonelessly, but sounded soft to her ears compared to his normal cold tone. She doubted anyone else would have picked up the difference.

"I hate you." she told him, her words matched her expression. "I hate everything about you. I hate being near you. I hate being touched by you. Just seeing your face makes me sick and disgusted. Give me a break and get away from me!" And with that, she walked out of the room.

Sesshomaru stood there, watching the woman disappearing from sight.

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Rin spent her day tending to the herbs garden she had planted. It was a good way to kill time. She could careless about anything else and had no intention of making friends here. Her friends were the herbs. They had accompanied her throughout the years that she studied the skill to save life.

The day passed by in a slow yet fast pace at the same time. Sesshomaru was nowhere to be seen. But that was good for her because she could use a break. Being trapped with him all night was enough of torments for her.

The sun was slowly setting, but Sesshomaru had yet to return. He always returned by dust. But she did not care whether Sesshomaru would return tonight or not.

Rin brushed the thought away and ate the dinner that the demon servants had prepared for her. Jaken was accompanying her, but they could no longer talk like they used to in the past. The talkative side of her was gone, and probably would never return. Jaken had been complaining about how Rin had been too cold, but she had paid him no mind. She had enough problems to deal with, hating Sesshomaru, and would not dismiss everything Sesshoumaru had put her through.

After dinner, Rin took a bath. The bath house in the palace was very large and fancy. Had it been the past her, she would have been so happy and would be soaking in the water in delight and excitement. But that was what the past her, not the current her. The current her felt nothing but anger and hatred.

Rin stood up from the water, dried herself, and put her clothes on. Gently and unhurriedly, she slid the bathroom door open, heading back for her room. She could careless about cleaning the tub. The servants get to it later.

Rin was living a life she had never imagined to live. Who would have guessed that the orphan girl who had lived in a broken shack, the ordinary girl who had worked in the field, had studied herbs under a priestess, and the girl who had became a servant would now be the lady of this marvelous palace. It was even harder to believed that even though she was wrapped in luxury, all she felt was misery. Her entire being was filled with sin and hatred.

She closed her eyes for a second, took in a slow deep breath, wondering how did she end up here? Why had things gone so wrong? She suppress the urge to sigh knowing it would do her no good, but adding more misery to her. She opened her eyes, and noticed a trail of flash red blood heading toward the direction of her room. Rin was curious, yet at the same time, she did not care. This entire palace was full of demons and she had no intention of getting involved.

However, the blood trail was not only heading toward the direction of her room, but into her room.

And the sight awaited her inside was not something she could imagine happen to him either.

What's more, at that time, she had yet to know that soon, a person powerful enough to harm Sesshomaru appeared.

And he would take Sesshomaru away.

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Thursday, June 11, 2015