.Protector.
By:: GrNDaySk8rChic96
Disclaimer::I Do Not Own Inuyasha!
Authors Note:: Dear readers, in my mind, this is supposed to be an "M" rated fiction, though, for the next few chapters I do have to get through some basic stuff that has to be done, read ect. If I just jump into the whole "M" thing, trust me, it won't be a very good story!
I didn't get as many reviews as wanted, but I do thank those of you who did review!
Now on with the story!
Rin hated the dark. Absolutely, utterly, eternally, hated it. Which, was ironic, because she'd spent most of her life in the dark. Most of it.
She hated even more that she was sitting on cold ground again. And that thoughts that weren't hers washed over her like tidal waves.
Rin knew she was in a dungeon again. If the miserable, horrified, overwhelmingly evil thoughts that came to her weren't a tip off, the smell of death certainly was.
Her last words kept replaying in her head, 'Because I'm Special.'
Those were the last words that had left her lips before she'd been brought down.
And the more she thought about it, the more she disagreed with it.
She wasn't something 'special' she was something horrible. She was toxic. Anything she touched, anything that she became apart of, went wrong.
Though of course, she couldn't just die, no, of course not that be taking the easy way out.
Easy way out of what though, life?
Could she consider this a life?
She wanted to believe so much, that everything her mother had told her was true. That she was special, that she wasn't a horrid person, and most of all, that one day she'd be free. Would she actually ever be free?
Even if she never saw Naraku again, would Sesshomaru use her?
No, the question was, would she let him use her?
And honestly, that was the battle unfolding in her mind. If she were to be dieing, anytime soon, by the hands of this Sesshomaru, would she let it happen?
Rin was most confident that if she told him, told him the truth, she wouldn't die.
But, she would be a prisoner, she would be stuck here, in this place, for as long as he wanted to use her.
Was that any better? Better than dieing? To be a prisoner for life? To be told how to live? And to have to use something, thats supposed to be used for the greater good, for something so incompetent as war?
That was the battle she was having with herself for quite some time now.
But what if she chose none of the above?
She knew she could do it. She could get out of here if she wanted to. Or, she could die trying.
Through Sesshomaru's eyes!
Her scent still covered the hallways. Rins pure scent still covered the hallways.
He hadn't found out as much as he had wished.
But he would, in time.
He hadn't liked the thought of her being down below, in the dungeons, but had he really had a choice.
No.
He needed to know things. And she wasn't supplying answers.
Normally, she would be dead. Normally, he wouldn't have tolerated such disrespect. Normally, he might have even put her in a dungeon room with others.
But, these weren't normal circumstances.
He didn't want her dead. Not yet. She intrigued him. She attracted him.
Though, he was reluctant to release himself upon her.
As if by even touching her, her pureness would go away.
He couldn't let go of such a mystery so soon.
Though, part of him was ready for this mystery to be over.
Walking through the halls of his fathers castle, which would soon be his, he found himself left with one thought.
He would meet with Naraku. Naraku's the one who wanted her back. And that was enough reason not to release her.
Yes, he would meet with Naraku. Find out whats so very 'special' about little Rin.
He had gone to see her before seeing Naraku. Though, as he found when he had walked in, she had already crashed into a deep sleep.
He cringed inwardly, seeing her through the dark, lying on the damp floor. He wouldn't move her. She was fine where she was, though, part of him didn't want to touch her, afraid of her pureness vanishing.
He walked out of the door, and up the winding steps to where Naraku waited. Walking through the halls, he could already smell the horrid, beasts foil, odor.
Opening the doors to his office, his eyes fell upon him. Naraku.
Naraku wasn't a family friend, he wasn't a loyal king, and he didn't sit well with Sesshomaru at all.
But that was a story for a different day.
As Naraku turned, he began. "Lord Sesshomaru, I was so very gratified that you called for this meeting. This is about my run-a-way girl I assume, is it not?"
Sesshomaru didn't return an answer for a moment.
And then, said, "Why do you care for this girl so much? What is she to you?"
Naraku laughed in a cold voice, "She means nothing to me, she is a mere slave."
Sesshomaru thought on that for a moment. "Do you take me for a fool Naraku? Why would you go through so much trouble for, as you call it, a mere slave?" Sesshomaru asked in a sneer.
Naraku, sighed, "Lord Sesshomaru, you of all people know, that if you do not punish one, others will follow."
Thats all Sesshomaru needed to hear. She wasn't a mere slave. He was sure of that now. He didn't know what she was, who she was, or what was going to happen to her, but she wasn't going back to Naraku.
He could use her. He would find out what she was from her.
"You may leave Naraku." Sesshomaru stated as he began to walk out.
"Sesshomaru stop! I know she's here. I can smellher on you. You don't want her, you can't use her. And plus, she won't obey you. She's nothing you can use. Only a waste of time."
Sesshomaru smirked, "We'll see about that."
He said still walking, not turning around. Walking out the door, he found himself pleased.
She was special. But how was the question.
As soon as Sesshomaru walked out, Naraku started cursing himself.
He had to get her back. That little whore was the last one he had. If Sesshomaru actually found out what she was, Naraku himself, would be destroyed. There was no protecting yourself from her.
She could control the world if she wanted to. She just didn't know it. And it was best if she didn't. She needed to stay at the low rank she was at. Naraku needed to keep her in her place. He would get her back. He would.
Knocking over a chair on his way out, he left, swearing to return. Swearing to get back what he owned.
She would pay. Once she was back in his grasp, she would pay.
Hello!
Yea, didn't find out to much this chapter!
Building up tons of suspense though, huh?
Yea, well, please review, tell me what you think!
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