A/N: This is going to end in the next chapter. If you guys want I could make the first eight chapters of this like a prologue and continue on with another story that would happen after this story's time frame. Just let me know and I'll try my best :}
Sesshoumaru could feel that his cheeks were wet when he woke. The sound of his own sobbing had been what made him rise from his slumber. He looked at the torn room and it looked very much the same as hers that very night. Her eyes had been so filled with misery shame. Anger filled him again as he destroyed the rest of his room his eyes red with anger. What he wouldn't do to change that night. The things he knew that he would try to save her from such pain and embarrassment.
Izayoi sat near his door listening to the commotion that went on inside the room. She knew what happened that night, no one but her. It was the first time he had spoken to her willingly. She knew that he blamed himself. She knew that if he could he would have died in her place. Izayoi, knew of the boy's tragedy, the death of his mother and sister had affected him deeply and Rin had been the only he showed his emotions to after. Inuyasha was only ten years old and Sesshoumaru had barely spoken a sentence to him. . She could hear him break down into sobs as he fell to the ground of his room. Izayoi wished that she could comfort him. He always tried to be so strong before, he was the icy king of the west and now he was always alone in his room. He sought no comfort, it was as if he was awaiting his death.
When he had finished ripping each priestess piece by piece he looked around the room to find her but he found nothing but the shards of her jewel on the floor with a few drops of blood. He released a scream of despair. Izayoi hearing the scream ran to his room. She was only his step mother but she cared for him deeply.
"What's happened?" she saw his tear streaked face and did the only thing she felt she could do, pulled him into her arms just like a mother.
"I could do nothing to help her." he screamed.
"Tell me what happened!" she urged, here was the lord of the western lands, a man who always disliked her, now crying in her arms.
"Kouga, he forced himself on her. I could do nothing to help her. All I could do was watch!" he screamed. Izayoi felt tears building up in her eyes. Sesshoumaru never deserved all the pain in his life. He was but a boy just becoming a man, a man she had no doubt would fill his father's shoes with this woman by his side. The woman however was married to a demon of the worst kind, a man raised wild, a wolf.
"Where is she?" Izayoi asked softly.
"He's taken her with him." he told her.
"You have to get her back here." she said.
"Shall I declare war over a woman?" Sesshoumaru asked. She nodded and soon the western army was prepared for battle. By the time the troops were ready four months had passed, Rin had been living in her own personal hell for four months. Kouga never left their bed. She was well swollen with child now. Her holy powers were purifying her blood which meant she was slowly dying. That the blood her heart was pumping through her veins was considered as poison. Rin only thought of running the entire time she was in the palace. Rin also knew that she should be going into labor any day now. Kouga was expecting a strong and healthy boy, one that he could name after himself. Rin had to focus every day for hours in the presence of three monks so that she would not pass any purification powers to the child she carried.
Rin had nightmares every time she slept, her once healthy frame was far more thin than she should be at this stage of her pregnancy. Beneath her eyes were heavy purple depressions, other wise known as bags of exhaustion. A breath of fatigue escaped her lips. She ate only when forced, she laid as if she were dead. Her father's once great kingdom was at the feet of Kouga. The one thing she could say about him was that he was faithful, he had never once looked at another woman since the night he stole her. Rin couldn't barely think of Sesshoumaru without crying. She thought about him everyday when she stared out the window overlooking the gardens.
"Sesshoumaru…it was not your fault, it was never your fault." she whispered the words she would say to him if he were there.
"I still love you, more than life." she said, she wished he could hear the words. She could feel the fire in her veins again the demon blood was being purged. She doubled over in pain and let a cry of agony fall of her tongue. A monk lifted her to her feet as she was lifted a ball climbed up her throat. A splash of black slime hit the floor but more and more climbed up her throat. She was fading in and out of consciousness as she watched Kouga speed into the room, he placed her in their bed and left her under the supervision of a nurse.
"It's getting worse isn't it?" he asked her, she refused to look at him, she refused to talk to him.
"You better not die until you have given me my son." he said, slapping her across the face. Her face was gaunt, no longer did she have the blushing face or the peachy skin. Her hair was tied back behind her neck. She felt the child kick inside her. Strong legs, she remembered as he had broken three of her ribs on multiple occasions. A strong healthy boy grew inside her. Rin pressed a hand on the swollen abdomen that had once been flat and cried. Sesshoumaru had been hiding near the castle for a long time. Planning to rescue Rin. Rin felt a strong wave of pain over her pelvis, and a splash of water hitting the floor. She was in labor. She cried out in pain as midwives rushed in the room.
"Well, Lady Rin, let us hope that this son will satisfy him." An old woman said.
"Nothing will, satisfy that monster." Rin said through gritted teeth.
"Just relax and push." the old women ordered.
"I'm always tired, and it burns to live and keeping all the energy to myself is killing me faster." Rin said, she cried as she pushed. With in a few hours a baby boy was born. Kouga walked into the room and scooped the child into his arms looking at the electric blue eyes and the beautiful face his mother had given him with the boyish qualities of his father. Sesshoumaru's army was not far from the castle only about three hours away. Kouga was making the arrangements to have her and his son taken far into the south. Kouga looked at his son who was chewing on his finger with his gums.
"Kouga, has been a family name for many years." he informed Rin, she ignored his words keeping silent and to herself.
"He will be strong and fierce like his father, but beautiful like his mother." he told her, he was still trying to win her over.
"I hate you, do not waste your flattery on me. My heart will never sway to favor you. You disgust me and I'd rather be dead than spend another moment with you." Rin spat.
"I have loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you." he told her.
"I have hated you from the moment I learned your name, from the moment I arrived at court. I have only loved one man and you have defiled me before his very eyes. You have taken everything from me." she said tears falling from her eyes.
"I wanted you and you did not want me, so I did what I must and I took you." Kouga said, trying to keep his voice calm.
"You should have left me alone. You only wanted what you could not have." Rin said. Suddenly a loud noise filled the air. Kouga looked out the window, Sesshoumaru's army had followed them and was watching the royal family. Sesshoumaru tore the door off of its hinges the loud shriek of a baby crying filled the air. At that he froze, even though he should not be shocked that Rin had bore a child. Kouga jumped on Sesshoumaru's back and wrestled him to the ground. Sesshoumaru pulled away from him forcefully punching the wolf demon in the jaw. Sesshoumaru slashed him with his poison claws, Kouga writhed as the poison made his skin rot. He left long gashes against the chest of the dying demon. Sesshoumaru tore him to pieces ignoring the cry of the baby. Still in his blood lust he picked the child up and let the poison drip from his claws.
"He's just a baby, Sesshoumaru…" he heard a weak tired voice say. He looked around the room seeing only a fragile looking frame near the window.
"Why should I let him live?" he howled angrily, he knew this was the child conceived on the night that he had truly lost his ability to show emotion to the world. The night that he had lost everything, the night he became scared with the image of Kouga on top of the woman he loved, while he did nothing.
"He is my son and he has done nothing wrong." he turned at the voice and looked into the face of the woman he could barely recognize. She was seventeen years old beautiful, but her face was skeletal and under her eyes the deep bags from sleepless nights.
"Don't you know what he is conceived of." he asked falling to his knees in front of her, she took the baby from his grasp and cradled him.
"He was conceived from misery and shame, selfishness and evil but that does not make him so. He did not choose his conception." Rin said as sobs left her. She fell to her knees and wrapped her arm around him taking in his scent, one that had always made her feel safe.
"I am sorry that I could not protect you. I am sorry that I could do nothing but watch. I'm sorry that I wasn't strong enough to save you. It was my fault that he did this to you. If I had been there sooner-" he said to her tears falling down his cheeks.
"You have saved me now and I have never blamed you. It was planned by him and Yuuriko days before it happened." Rin said.
"Let me take you home…to the country side." he said to her. She smiled at him for a moment before fainting in his arms. When she awoke just as he had promised she was in the country side dressed in a warm kimono, bathed, and had many plates of food laid for her. Sesshoumaru had the child, Kouga, being taken care of by nursemaids. Rin was weak and her hands shook when she tried to eat. Sesshoumaru held her hand in her stead and sometimes he even fed her. Rin's pains were getting worse, she was throwing up more than she had been before.
"Rin, please…be my mate…be my queen…my lady." he said, he saw in her eyes a sparkle of happiness and he kissed her lips softly gently unsure.
