Yay I did it! I finished my final draft so I can finally upload this.

It was close to morning when Sesshomaru found himself in the familiar village of Rin's childhood. He landed in the forest near Goshinboku. He was instantly greeted with a whip flying at his face. Coming from less than a hanyou it was easy to catch and send his own back at the girl. Izayoi was twelve now, her hair still as white and as his own but the moon that used to grace her forehead and how now dimmed. She leapt out of the way laughing as she waved to her uncle. Sesshomaru inclined his head slightly to the girl.

Ahead of him was the brown wooden hut. To the side many meters from where he walked Inuyasha split wood from piles with an axe. Inuyasha's two sons were with him hacking away at branches and limbs of a fallen tree. Sesshomaru walked towards the hut following Kagome's scent. In the back of his awareness he heard Inuyasha caterwauling at him. Sesshomaru had to steady himself, he was not accustomed to asking for help although he had become more used to these kinds of meetings.

"Oi, ass hole," A blindingly bright flash came flying at Sesshomaru so quickly it nearly hit him as he was lost in his own thoughts. "What are you doing here?" Inuyasha's crowing grated on Sesshomaru's nerves.

Sesshomaru flew up into the air dodging the blow, removed Bakusaiga and sent his own blast directly at Inuyasha and his two sons. Inuyasha squeaked something at his two sons as he thrust his sheathe out to stop the blow from landing on Sota, Taisho and himself.

"I don't have time for this Inuyasha," but wouldn't a good sparing match help heal his mind? "Where is your Miko?" Sesshomaru stopped short for a moment, he touched the scar on his chest uncomfortable once again. The jagged edges seemed sharper these days, something touched the back of his mind, a sense of calling, he turned towards home for an instant, Rin? He shook his head, trying to get the feeling out of his mind. Rin is gone. There is someone else behind her eyes now.

"In the hut, making breakfast with Mayumi," Inuyasha called, "why are you here?"

Sesshomaru walked towards the hut and up the stairs. Four katanas in black sheaths with white pearl hilts rested against the bare wall of the hut. Sesshomaru admired them for a moment, allowing his heart a temporary reprieve from its torment. When the children were old enough, they would awaken the way Rin's did, gifting Inuyasha's children with added power to protect themselves and those around them.

Kagome leaned next to the fireplace stirring a pot of soup. He was surprised to see she had aged as much as she had since the last time he saw her. Kagome had wisps of grey on the sides of her hair that was tied back in a tight pony tail. There were lines under her eyes, and her skin had hardened with age. Sesshomaru's mind drifted to Rin, she would look the same in ten years. His time with her compared to the span of his own life would be short.

"O-ni-sama!" Kagome exclaimed, "what's wrong?" Kagome observed the tenseness of his face. Sesshomaru's eyes were hardened and cold. She knew something was desperately wrong. The last time Kagome saw his eyes so distant was when he was hunting Magatsuhi.

"Rin," he made himself at home next to the fire. Sesshomaru sat crossed legged, he braced his hands on Bakusaiga. He let the flames hypnotize his thoughts. Sesshomaru scratched his forehead frustrated, "she was hurt. Is there something in your time about the head becoming injured and loss of all memory?"

Kagome dropped the cup she held in her hand, it shattered on the ground, her mouth went dry, "w…what?"

Sesshomaru refused to say it again, he registered her shock, she heard him. "Her memories are gone, she remembers nothing."

"O-ni-sama, I'm so sorry, Mayumi, go outside and help Otosan with the wood." Kagome patted her six year old daughter on the head. "I know you don't like tea, can I get you anything?"

"Rin's memories," he answered tacitly, clawing at the wooden planks of their home. Why doesn't wood bleed? The warmth of blood on his hands would do his soul good.

"Start from the beginning, tell me what happened," Kagome sat down next to him. If he wouldn't kill her for touching him, she would have wrapped her arms around Sesshomaru. His pain was written all over his face. There were new creases under his eyes, a rigidness around his mouth. If those didn't give it away the splinters his claws dug into the floorboards did.

Sesshomaru explained what he knew, what he saw, the extent of the injuries, the swelling in her head that immediately went down when his blood came in contact with it and the deep ravines hacked into her back. Kagome asked questions like, how long she was on the forest floor bleeding? How long she was asleep for? By the end Kagome was biting her bottom lip and huffing. "It sounds like amnesia." Kagome said, "it means the memories are forgotten, but sometimes after head injuries they can come back. I'm not a doctor, I don't know enough about it. Maybe the swelling in her head was something worse and your blood healed her but her mind needs more time to come back?"

"Amnesia?" He tested the strange word on his tongue, "what do they do for this amnesia in your time?" He scraped the wood floor with his claws, I hate this, helplessness, hopelessness, emptiness. Perhaps he would take the time to pummel Inuyasha on the way out just to get the heaviness out of his chest.

"I'm not sure, I can go back and find some books from the library to bring back, but I get the feeling you don't plan on staying here that long?"

"No, the barrier was brought down the village and my home are vulnerable, I must return," he stood up to leave. He stopped after a few steps resting one hand on the door to the hut. He kept his back to Kagome, "she's scared of me, she won't look at me, won't let me near her…Kagome, how do I make her unafraid?"

Kagome bit her lip, "I don't know, can you change your form? Make it look more human? Until her memories return, okay that look you're giving me now, I shouldn't have suggested that." Kagome stood up. "O-ni-sama, why would she be scared of you?"

"What?" It took a moment for his brain to register the validity of the question. "This Sesshomaru is Yokai," he replied incredulously.

"Yes, but if she remembers nothing, why would she be afraid of a yokai anymore than she would be a human? It doesn't really make sense." Kagome nervously fidgeted with the hem of her sleeve.

He clicked his fingers on the wooden wall one claw at a time listening to the tap, tap of his nails as he did. "I must return." Too many unanswered questions…

"I'll go now, we'll come to your home within a week or so, Sota and Taisho are old enough to watch the girls. Inuyasha is itching to get into a good fight. I'll see if Miroku can slip free to fix the barrier again. I'm sorry O-ni-sama, this must be so hard for you."

He heaved a lament, and exited the hut. Sesshomaru stopped long enough to decide whether or not to have a brutal go round with Inuyasha. There was no time, he needed to return to his home. As he exited the hut he saw the kitsune demon child that used to follow Inuyasha and Kagome around.

"Umo," it said, trembling, it's blond tail shaking in fear. Fear…I'm tired of smelling fear. "I have an idea to help Rin, I know you finished a treaty with us last month. What if we used Fox magic to make everyone else inside the house look human? Then Rin wouldn't be so scared, until she gets her memories back? I can come help now if you want. I can't take care of the whole house, I would need to get more help. Actually we are looking for a place to run our next fox demon exams, what if we had it there, and the goal was to trick Rin and keep her from being scared? We could hide the people that aren't human."

Sesshomaru looked down and the fox, "you would do this?" Compassion from a child.

"Yeah, Rin was my friend, at least I hope she still would be," Shippo answered.

If Sesshomaru shook his head back and forth anymore, or clenched his claws again, he was going to slice through his own skin to remind himself that Dai-yokai don't behave this way. Except when their loves lose their memories, and are afraid of them. He had to stop heaving big sighs as well or he was really going to slash something. "Do it," he said to Shippo, "I am not in need of your services now, I will not change my form, she must learn to see me for who I am. Tell Hinatamaru to come to my home. You will be free to use the house and the village to trick Rin into thinking she is amongst her own kind, myself and my children, are not to be changed. And jokes are not to be played on anyone else." It was time to return home to find a way to restore Rin's memories.

Rin's POV

Claws, there were claws and teeth coming at her neck and back. The eyes were red and angry once again. Something felt wet this time, as the claws slashed against her back, blood pooled around her waist. The voice was livid, foreboding, roaring in her ears. She couldn't breathe, she tried to run but it followed her. The teeth went into one shoulder than the other, when she looked behind her, the forehead held a crescent moon, the cheeks were striped pink, the fangs deadly.

She woke up screaming. No sooner did the scream leave her throat than her eyes enlarged. Surrounding her were snake like things, they flew in the night sky. She was soaked from the rain, one was wrapped around her legs. No words came to her lips, no calls for help, no names for the creatures swarming around her, the only sensation coursing through her body was the poison of fright and the horror that perhaps her death was near.

Another higher pitched scream pierced the raging storm. The little thing that had called her Ka-san came flying through the trees, talons extended seeping a glowing green mist from their tips. Her fangs bared, eyes blood red. Behind the little thing was one of the men, demon men? She had seen him earlier in the room, with two loops of black fur, one over each shoulder. Katanas? Is that what they were called? The word seemed familiar they were slashing into the floating, serpentine things that were wrapped around her. The little one flew into the air in one big leap and landed on another Yokai? Is that what they were? Once her legs were free she scooted herself backwards until she hit the trunk of a tree. At the sound of a slice and a fallen body next to her, she curled to the side, she wanted to hide her face.

The black thing flew into the air fighting off more of the flying one eyed things, the snakes, the things that looked like slugs, the ones crawling on the ground were left to the little one. She heard a yell of, "wait!" It was the one with the double looped black fur, "Rin and Yuki are down there, Sesshomaru-sama wait!"

A ferocious growl filled the air, and there he was, the one with the painted face, the sickle of death on his forehead. He landed in front her, black shoes not making a sound. "Hisato, Yuki behind me," he removed a pearl hilted sword from his obi. The other Yokai landed behind the man dressed in white hakama, and black armor. The sword smoldered green like the poison that came from the child's hand. "Yuki, behind me now!" He called to the child.

He was answered with a hiss and a snarl. "It can't be, dammit, Hisato, do not leave Rin's side, dammit Yuki, dammit!" He flew back into the air, he made quick work of the demons swarming her while she hid beneath the boughs of the maple tree she had slept under. She watched in awe as a green string protruded from one hand. It Impaled seven of the flying slithering things at one. His other hand slashed green blades at the ones blocking him from the child. Bodies fell from all sides, a monsoon of flesh and blood soaking the forest floor. "Yuki," he called again, he grabbed the feral child around the waist, "stop struggling." As soon as he had the child he landed in front of her again and swung the sword over his head sending green waves of voltaic energy into the surviving yokai.

The child flayed in his arms, hissing and shrieking.

She tried to hide deeper into the greenery. Her legs wobbled when she tried to stand. The rain was down to a drizzle now, she shivered in the afternoon sun. "No…no…no…" when he turned to face her, the one with silver hair, the one with deadly claws, the one who haunted her dreams, she cut her hand on a rock trying to pull herself away, "no…no…no…" it was all she could force from her lips.

He stopped advancing, the child still fought against him, refusing to stop moving, refusing to give up her fight. Another child came running through the bushes, "found them Atsuko!" It was the one with a black stripe and strange colored eyes. He ran through the nettles on the ground and slid to a stop in front of the silver haired one. "Atsuko said to use my nose to find her but I couldn't smell her, I smelled you. She lost ka-san." The striped one gave a funny look to the human woman.

Atsuko, the woman who had sat with her earlier came from the bushes behind the boy, she bowed low to the one with silver hair, "forgive me, I laid down to rest, the next thing I knew she was gone, I asked Harutoga to find her scent for me. I know you've been practicing with him, I'm so sorry it won't happen again." Atsuko looked pale.

The look on the silver haired one's eyes brought tears to her eyes again. She felt cold and tired, her hand stung from the laceration. Atsuko came to her, she knelt down and crept under the boughs where she had hidden herself, "it's okay. Your safe now, the forest isn't safe, you should come with me." Atsuko held out a hand.

She sneezed and coughed, her head hurt, she felt pressure around her nose.

"She's getting sick, Atsuko get her back to the house, Hisato, take Yuki for a moment, keep her restrained," the silver haired passed the child to the one with the black fur. The child continued to grapple as she was passed from the silver haired one to the one called Hisato. He took off his armor, he removed his swords and then took off his haori and handed it to Atsuko, "it's still dry, put this on her," he put his armor back on and retired the two swords to his waist, "give me Yuki," his eyes tracked to her for a moment before he knelt down, "Harutoga, get on my back. I'll be back in a day, do not lose track of Rin again. Hisato we will discuss you taking my child into battle when I return." The other little one climbed onto the silver-haired ones back, he looped a tiny leg into the white loop of fur over the bigger ones shoulder and held on to his neck. The silver-haired one disappeared in a sphere of white light.

"Hisato make yourself scarce," Atsuko ordered the one with dark fur, "it's okay Rin, you can come out now, look I have something dry to put on you. You're shivering."

"Sh…shivering?" The word seemed odd. Her hair was wet and clung to her back, the yukata she wore was soaked, sticking to her skin. "C…c…cold."

"Come on, come out, you're safe," Atsuko moved one of the branches out of the way, offering her hand once again.

She looked at the hand, her stomach in her throat.

"Come on, we'll have some nice warm tea, and soup for breakfast, come on," Atsuko encouraged her.

She finally took Atsuko's hand and hobbled out from her hiding place. Atsuko wrapped the silver-haired one's haori over her wet Yukata. Her feet hurt, she had cuts and scrapes on her legs. Atsuko led her by the hand as if she was a child. "We'll bandage that hand when we get back." Atsuko touched her forehead and tsked her teeth, "you have a fever, don't run off again, he'll have my head. I shouldn't have said that."

Sesshomaru flew through the air as fast as he could, summoning as much of his Yoki as he could to cut the trip short. He wanted to be home by evening. Yuki hung by the end of his mokomoko, still struggling, clawing and fighting drawing blood that stained the snow-white fur. Each time she tried to climb up his tail, he gave her a violent shape that rolled her back to the end of it. Meanwhile Harutoga buried himself into Sesshomaru's back, but then he felt the boy's hand come off his neck, "I'm flying!" The little boy shrieked and flung his hands out into the air like a bird. Harutoga wavered for a moment and nearly fell. Sesshomaru caught Harutoga's hand. It only took a look to remind his son to hang on. Flying was challenging enough with Yuki flaying at the bottom of his mokomoko without dropping her. Sesshomaru forced the wounds she kept slicing into his fur to heal over and over again.

As a crescent moon rose high into the sky, stars glittered the air, he heard snoring against his ear. Sesshomaru reached a hand behind his back to steady his son. He touched the scar over his heart with his other hand, his reward and reminder to never forget his bond to Rin, it was twinging painfully again. He had no plan, no idea what to do to help Rin, other than to keep her comfortable and wait until the Miko came. He reached Totosai's home and threw Yuki into the air, caught her, restrained her hands behind her back and hefted her into Totosai's home. He used the rest of his Mokomoko to tie Harutoga to his back. Sesshomaru felt small hands tugging on his hair. The old codger was curled into a ball against the stomach of his three eyed cow snoring.

Sesshomaru kicked his leg, "wake up old man," he kicked him again.

"Oi, Sesshomaru what are you doing," Totosai heard the snarling and growing of Yuki who was struggling against Sesshomaru's arms. "Oh, I told you eight years ago to let me make a sword."

"I don't have time for a sword, how do I undo this?" Sesshomaru forced Yuki onto the ground. She was attempting to spray him with her poison again, he folded his clawed hands over hers, forcing her to spray herself. It stopped her.

Totosai scratched his head and then said, "uh…bite her."

"What?" Sesshomaru was incredulous.

"Tetsusaiga was made to prevent Inuyasha from changing using your father's fang, so since I can't make a sword overnight from one of your fangs, just bite her on the back of the neck and use your yoki to calm her and when you're done, let me take one of your fangs and I'll bring the sword to your home when it's done," Totosai stood up and dusted his clothes off, "now, go ahead and bite her."

Sesshomaru rolled his eyes, "how does more Yoki help her stop this? Yuki stop struggling," she was fighting like a cat that had woken from a bad dream, Sesshomaru's hands were burned and sliced.

"Because it's your yoki, don't ask me, that is what your father told me, just bite her and the transformation will stop," he folded his arms over his chest, "go ahead, want me to take the other one?"

"Keep your hands off my son," Sesshomaru hissed at Totosai. He hefted Yuki up, kicking and screaming, scratching and screeching and sunk his teeth into her the back of her neck until he felt her skin break and tasted her blood. He focused his demonic power into his fangs, then into his daughter, trying to send comforting strength into to her and end the transformation. Yuki swiped at his face, slicing into his cheek. She shrieked one more time and then her body became limp in Sesshomaru's arms. The whites of her eyes returned as the red receded. Her fangs went back into her mouth. Her claws shortened to the dainty tiny claws she had before. Sesshomaru unclasped his mouth from her neck and spit her blood onto the ground.

Her eyes fluttered open, "Chichiue?" Yuki asked, "did I do that?" She pointed to his arms.

He nodded, "you'll be fine now Yuki, we will discuss this tomorrow after you have rested."

"What happened?" Yuki stood up and held her bleeding neck.

"Open up Sesshomaru," Totosai commanded him.

Sesshomaru let out a furious growl folded his arms across his chest and opened his mouth. "Take this one," he pointed to the bottom left one.

"The top ones work better," Totosai reached up and yanked out his top left fang, "want me to take the other one for your son?"

"Very well," Sesshomaru opened his mouth again. Totosai yanked out his other top fang.

"You look funny Chichiue," Yuki laughed covering her face, "I'm sorry I hurt you," her head was hung in shame.

Sesshomaru knelt down and opened the mokomoko on his back, "climb on, we need to go home." He lifted his tongue to the empty spaces in his mouth and was fully planning on punching Totosai but the damn sword maker had already disappeared.

"Don't worry Sesshomaru, the teeth will be back in place by morning, I'll drop these off as soon as they are finished. Make sure your Yuki doesn't overuse her yoki again."

I will not shake my head again. Yuki climbed on to her father's back, he used his mokomoko to hold her on and then flew into the air once again. By the time the sun was returning, he was home with both children sleeping against his back. He flew to the private entrance in the back of his home towards the forest, and nodded to the sentinel that was guarding the door. He walked into the children's room in time to hear Rin scream.

Rin's POV

The nightmares didn't stop for her. As soon as she fell back to sleep that morning, another came. This time his eyes were glowing red but he was in the form that she had seen in her room the night before. He grabbed her and forced himself on her while she was bathing at a lake. The dream was so real she could feel the two clawed fingers slithering inside of her and slicing in to her skin. She felt hot. Her throat parching, she curled into a ball just as its teeth came down upon her.

She woke up screaming to find Atsuko by her bed. Her skin was slick with sweat, her body shaking. She tried to block the bright afternoon sun from getting into her eyes. Atsuko touched her head softly, smoothing the hair from her eyes, "it's alright, it was just a dream. Your burning up." Atsuko held a wash cloth in her hand, "lay down." Atsuko tried to place the cold cloth on her forehead.

"Dream?" She tried to slither away from the woman offering the cold thing, "dream…dream…so real," she curled her head to her knees, "cruel? Why am I here?"

Atsuko's face looked confused, at least she thought it was confused. Atsuko's eyes were so dark chocolate they were almost black. "Who is real?" Atsuko tried again to place the cooling cloth on her trembling head.

"Yokai…house…his house? Why am I here? House…house…yokai house?" Her lungs felt constricted once again, she wanted to pull the covers back over her head, she wanted to scream. "Touch…fingers, inside?" She pushed the cloth away from her forehead.

"Dreams aren't always real," Atsuko tried to tell her, "I'll bring you lunch."

"Prisoner," She shook her head and buried her face in her knees, "prisoner here, can't leave, prisoner. Outside, lost, where am I?" She kept mumbling to herself, rocking her body back and forth.

Sesshomaru divested himself of his children directly, into their beds without waking them. They instinctively turned towards each other Harutoga grabbing onto Yuki's stomach and both drifting deeper into sleep. He listened to Atsuko calming Rin in the other room. Sesshomaru left the room to meet the maid in the hallway and ask what happened to Rin. He sniffed no intruders, Rin's words did not make sense to him. She thought he was holding her prisoner? Nothing about any of this made any sense to him. Sesshomaru felt anger bubbling inside of himself again, something, somewhere had to give soon. Sesshomaru allowed his eyes to shutter long enough to regain control of his senses. He left the children's room and gracefully walked to his red door. "Atsuko," he caught her attention as she left the room. "She wreaks of fear still and illness." He could smell her sweat and hear her still muttering to herself. He snuck a peak through the door, Rin rocked and forth in their bed, mumbling and crying.

"She still has no memory Sesshomaru-sama, she woke from a nightmare. She also has a fever from spending the night in the rain, forgive me Sesshomaru-sama," Atsuko rubbed her eyes, "I really do need a break. I can't stay all day every day," Atsuko's eyes widened at her own boldness, she backed away from Sesshomaru and bowed her head. "Forgive me, I shouldn't have spoken out of turn."

"Nightmare? Did she say what it was?" He knew that at times Rin still had the dream of her parents death. It became less frequent the older she became and in the time since they had become intimate with each other, he could count on both hands how many times she had had it. The first time she woke up and nearly stabbed him in the throat with her knife. He held her after that first dream. Future dreams she asked him to wake her if he sensed fear as she slept. The dream came infrequently since that time.

"I'm not sure, her words didn't make sense, something about he's real, I think she meant you, and why did he touch her like that? I'm not sure Sesshomaru-sama, I must get her lunch. Do we plan on letting her leave the room?"

"Yes, but do not allow her to see any of the non-human staff, Hisato," he turned to the guard that was near her door, "stay with the children, now that I am home I will take over Rin's guard, I'll be in the garden."

"She can see the garden from the room," Atsuko argued.

"She will not see me, when you return to give her lunch, ask her about the dream," Sesshomaru countered. How can she dream about someone she doesn't remember? Something strange is going on.

Atsuko went on her way toward the kitchen. Sesshomaru whirled around, gripped Hisato by the neck, "now explain to me why you thought it would be a good idea to take my eight year old daughter into the forest teeming with yokai?"

A green whip snaked from Hisato's hand flew at Sesshomaru's neck. Sesshomaru batted it aside without losing his grip on Hisato.

"You forget cousin, my blood is pure, yours isn't, your tricks have no effect on this Sesshomaru, and I would think twice before reaching for yours words," he tightened his grip. Sesshomaru's claws dug into Hisato's neck enough to draw driblets of blood.

"Perhaps," Hisato coughed and sputtered, "ask yourself…if your…eight year old…listens to you."

Sesshomaru considered the answer for a moment, he tossed Hisato against the wall. Hisato landed with a thud, massaging the bruise on his neck. "She would have gone anyway Sesshomaru-sama, I felt she would be safer if she was with me."

Sesshomaru ignored the answer. He walked into the children's room and unlocked their door to the garden. It was a high rising teal door. He opened it and let the afternoon air fill his lungs. Where in the past he would have sat at the bottom of the sakura tree, he flew into the branches and found a perch where he could see his bedroom, and watch Rin, still curled in a ball, still rocking back and forth. Sesshomaru closed his eyes, and let his sensitive ears reach into the bedroom.

"Scared, so scared, alone, prisoner, why am I here. Claws, claws touching me, why are they touching me, big dog, scary, white fur, moon, why am I in a demon's home?"

My heart, he knuckled his forehead and gritted his teeth, how do I bring you back?

Torikku the healer came later in the day to check on Rin. Sesshomaru was informed of his coming and was opposed to the idea, until Torikku convinced Sesshomaru that he could alter his appearance to that of a human and Rin would be none the wiser that a demon would be in the room looking at her. Sesshomaru watched wearily from his perch as Torriku entered. He did look and even smelled like a normal human man in his mid-thirties, dark hair and a short beard. Rin backed away from him. Torikku insisted he was a healer there to make sure she had recovered from her injuries and to check the fever.

"Injuries? Fever?" Sesshomaru saw her checking her body, she had no memories of those either.

"You were brought here after you were hurt in the forest. You had gashes on your back, and your face, but you were given special medicine and they are healed now." She allowed Torriku to check her head and the rest of her body for injuries, he encouraged her to eat and try to walk around. "The fever should subside in time, she should make sure to drink and rest."

"I can leave the room?" That was Rin's voice.

"You're not a prisoner here, Rin," Atsuko spoke sweetly, like she was talking to a child, "you can leave this room whenever you want. If you go left, there is an exit into the forest, and if you go right, you will find a long corridor, a small kitchen and dining area, Sesshomaru-sama's study and past that is the public part of your home."

"Who is Rin? My home?" Sesshomaru wanted to yell at them to stop trying to convince her that she belonged here or what her name was.

"Perhaps when she is up to it a walk through the forest?" Torikku suggested to Atsuko and then left the room into the hallway.

Sesshomaru folded his arms from his perch and let his head fall back against the tree. He inspected his mouth with his tongue, his fangs were already growing back, his arms would be healed in a matter of hours. He felt like he was fighting a war on two fronts, but neither battle required fighting but patience. Yuki and her damn yoki flaring out of control and Rin, who was lost to herself. He wanted to go into the room and hold her to him, fold her body into his, and rescue her from the maze that was now her brain.

"Nice," he heard Rin's voice, "does he live nearby?"

"Many people live nearby, this is Sesshomaru-sama's land," Atsuko sat with Rin in a motherly way. Sesshomaru could see the maid brushing Rin's hair, his heart clenched again. It should be me with her.

"Wh…who?" Rin's voice was still tremulous with fear.

"This is house," Atsuko encouraged Rin, "he was the man, well yokai that you saw last night. He won't hurt you. He really is kind."

I am not kind. I have become less blood thirsty. I'm getting old. 918 years old, I'm my father, and I'm old. He rebuked himself firmly.

"What are you doing up there Chichi-ue?" Yuki blocked the sun with her hands.

"Come up quickly," Sesshomaru demanded, "you cannot let Ka-san see you. I thought you were sleeping."

Yuki jumped into one of the branches and climbed into her father's lap sitting down with her back against his chest, "she still doesn't know us does she? I could hear it from my room, it woke me up."

"No," Sesshomaru replied, "until she does Yuki, listen to me, " he rest his head on top of hers, "she is scared. Perhaps when she is used to being here, we can try, but right now..."

"She thinks we're monsters," Yuki interrupted.

He gripped her shoulders, "do not interrupt me," Sesshomaru scolded her, "but yes, she thinks we're monsters. You and Harutoga both must keep your distance until she is no longer afraid."

"Chi-chiue?" She rubbed the back of her neck, the bite marks were still there poking up from her skin.

Sesshomaru didn't want to answer, he was still focused on listening to what was being said inside, her bedroom. He felt something poke his chest and then the rest where his chin had been moved causing his head to drop. It was replaced by two little arms around his waist and soft whimpers. "It's my fault Chi-chiue," Yuki shook against him, "I can't remember what happened, I want mama back."

"Shh," he pressed his lips to her forehead, "shh, go back to sleep my little one," he wiped her tears.

Guest: Thank you for your review! It does sound like post-partum depression doesn't it? Except her last baby was five years ago when she had Harutoga.

Please review it keeps me motivated. This story is complete I'm just trying to get the chapters I wrote edited as I go for spelling, grammar and lameness.