I know I've been gone forever but school started up again and I really had to focus on that. This isn't as long as I hoped but it is something, right? I hope you guys enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not, in any way, own any of the characters of the Inuyasha series.

Chapter Seven

Sesshomaru drove for quite some time. My nerves finally calmed down. I wasn't so avid on throwing a hissy fit over Lord Taisho any longer. I've been reduced to soft sighs and weary eyes that stared out at the flash of green that passed the passenger window as we kept going. We traveled far already. It seemed as if we were on the highway going to another part of Japan. We were going up the mountain, a place where I haven't been to before. Not a word had been exchanged between us throughout this entire time. I suppose he didn't feel the need to talk and I, so accustomed to his silence, didn't feel obligated either. I wiggled my toes, just now remembering that Sesshomaru had just taken me out of the house without footwear- something he was always bugging me for I wasn't sure why Sesshomaru was taking me so far out but I was too tired to question it. I drifted off to sleep soon enough.

"Rin. Wake up."

It wasn't a soft loving voice calling me. It was curtly said and more like an order if anything. I opened my eyes, looking up from the seat. Sesshomaru had my door open and he was unbuckling my seat belt. He said nothing else to me as he did so. Without giving me the option, he picked me up. If I wasn't still half asleep I would have protested.

I rubbed my eyes with my surprisingly cold hands. It took away any sleepiness that clung to me still. I blinked, my eyes hurting from the sudden sunlight. I cringed in pain as my eyes were blinded for a few moments. Sesshomaru closed the door and carried me to a building. As my vision returned, I saw it was a diner. A diner filled with mostly humans.

Once we entered and the door chime rang to notify our entrance, Sesshomaru placed me down on the floor gingerly. If I didn't remember at that moment that I was upset with him beyond belief, I would have clung to him in surprise at the burning cold the floor provided with. It was then that my body became alive with the familiarity of the AC hitting my skin. I shivered, only clad in a dress. I glared up at Sesshomaru who blatantly ignored me. He walked to a booth and I stood there for a second, ignoring the eyes of all the patrons in the diner. After a second survey of the diner, literally none of them were humans like I had originally thought. They were all human-looking demons and seemed to look at me with amusement yet after seeing Sesshomaru with me, it seemed as if they weren't going to touch me.

I walked over to the table where Sesshomaru sat, sitting across from him with a new glare on my face as I looked down angrily at the menu that had been provided in my absence. My mind kept replaying the last thing I saw at the house, how Taisho had literally died in my presence yet after Sesshomaru swung at him, he sat up not a minute later. The look of confusion on his face when I last saw him broke my heart and made me want to demand that I be taken back to him. I had already began to fear losing him and yet here I was in a diner in the mountains of Japan right when Lord Taisho was back from the dead. It was sending anger through me.

"Rin, stop that," he ordered. I wasn't sure with what he was talking about until his smooth, pale hand reached over to uncurl my fists. I didn't respond to him, still glaring at the now empty table in front of me. When had the menus disappeared? When I felt his thumbs rubbing my palms I looked up, my eyes still holding my anger. A look of surprised registered on his face briefly as if he never realized I could look so angry. Then again, I wasn't sure why he was surprised since he was the main cause of it in the first place.

"What is going on. Tell me." I didn't recognize the demand in my voice. Neither did he, as it seemed.

"That," he said as he accepted the coffee from the waitress who seemed to have manifested without me noticing. "was the Tessaiga, the sword of healing." I stared at him, unblinking as he placed a platter of food in front of me. It took a second for it to register that he had ordered for me. I picked up the fork though I had no real intention of eating. I wasn't hungry (or I didn't feel hungry). Though when the golden eyed demon in front of me resumed his explanation, I had a few fries in my mouth already along with some salad.

"It could bring back a person from the dead. Anybody, really." That caught my interest. I had stopped the fry I had suspended and looked over at the older demon. I tried not to look too interested but with the smirk on his face, I can tell my efforts were wasted. I clenched my jaw, waiting for him to continue.

"As you can see, it broke. That was the last usage we had for it so we saved it," he explained. I raised my brow. "So you knew Taisho would die one day?" Sesshomaru nodded. I bit my lip, thinking for a moment. If this entire time they had a sword, why didn't they….

"Why did you let Izayoi die then?" I asked. Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed for a second, mimicking something close to anger or annoyance before his eyes scanned the diner around us. The demons seem to go about their business, ignoring us now. There was a hum of the various conversations in the diner. I hadn't noticed. Golden eyes returned to me.

"Izayoi died knowing that father was going to pass one day as well. The Tessaiga was close to breaking even then. She foresaw that Taisho would have a curse placed upon him that would eventually kill him so she begged him to save it for himself," he said monotonously. I frowned. She must have really loved Lord Taisho if she so readily gave up her life to save his. I cast my gaze down at my fries. I wonder if Sesshomaru hated Izayoi. "Do you understand now, Rin?"

I shrugged, picking at my food still. I gave up on my fries, picking up the fork to eat the side of mashed potatoes I received. I ate half heartedly and I felt Sesshomaru's eyes on me the entire time. I could feel that he was getting ready to ask me, with annoyance, to use my damn words. I swallowed.

"I mean, there's a lot I don't know. Your world is so…complicated. There's so many…unfam…unfathomable things," I told him, stumbling over the world I recently acquired in the dictionary. I continued. "Things that humans are taught can't happen actually do because you guys seem to defy the laws of everything." Sesshomaru nodded at me as if to agree. He reached over and grabbed a fry.

"That's why humans aren't meant to live with us." I looked up sharply. He never looked back at me, casually eating my fries. I swallowed thickly. Was he talking about me? I lowered my chocolate brown eyes on my food. I bit my lip in worry. Why must he always bring up that I wasn't meant to be with them? Did it mean something?


We went back to the house a little later after that. Without any second guess, everything went back to normal. Inuyasha, who was absent while I was freaking out, said it would be best that I act like nothing had ever happened. So that's what I did. After a few months, it became easier for me. Inunotaisho eventually elaborated on Sesshomaru's explanation, saying that Izayoi foresaw that there would be a girl who would be loved even more than she and that the girl would need him even for that she ever did. With a smile he had poked my nose playfully and said that girl was me. It left a strange feeling in my heart. How could I ever be more loved than Inuyasha's mother? Though I didn't understand, I gave him a sad smile. It was heartwarming to know she looked out for me even if she didn't know me.

The year passed easily after that. Lord Taisho thought it was best that I started training to become stronger and more fit. I would go to Kohaku's house every day after school to train with him and Sango since their family came from a long line of ancient demon slayers. Though slaying nowadays was outlawed and forbidden, they still kept the practice in case it was ever needed. It was mostly used for defense since some demon gangs often like to jump poor defenseless humans. I would come home every day, excited to show everybody what I learned. Lady Kimi thought it was horrendous for such a young lady to learn such practices especially since said lady was living in a house filled with demons. Inunotaisho silenced her immediately saying it was for my protection since I was an independent girl.

One day during the summer, I overheard Kagura on the phone. Souta and Kohaku were over to play with me. Once they realized that I had stopped, they asked me what happened. I shushed them immediately, moving closer to the edge of the doorway that lead from the huge living room to the hall. Though I wasn't any part demon, my training had heightened my senses so it was even slightly superior to that of a normal human. Kohaku and Souta were well aware of my disliking of Kagura so they were really surprised that I would eavesdrop.

"…Yes, yes I know….I miss you too," Kagura said in hushed tones. She paused. There was a giggle- it sounded flirtatious like the way she would giggle with Sesshomaru sometimes. "I love you too. Yes, my love I can't wait to see you tonight. Goodbye."

At the sound of her approaching footsteps, Kohaku and Souta scrambled back to the toys, tackling each other in the process. They eventually gave up and made it seem like they were play wrestling to make it seem natural. I, on the other hand, stood directly in the middle of the doorway, my hands on my hips. I glared up at her. It was the same glare that surprised Sesshomaru back at the diner a couple months back. It seemed to surprised Kagura too once she saw me. With no one but Kohaku and Souta around, she didn't even bother to attempt to act nice.

"What do you want?" she asked with annoyance, her arms crossed. I narrowed my eyes but my glare didn't seem to faze her anymore. I wanted to say something snide but I couldn't think of anything so I got straight to the point.

"Who was that on the phone?" Her eyes widened for a brief second before she swooped down in a flurry of anger, her nose inches from mine as her hand gripped my arm tightly. It burned in pain but after months of hard training, it didn't hurt me the slightest. It only made me angrier. Kagura's red eyes flared in anger. Her tone was low and deadly.

"What did you hear?" I smirked. "Who was it? I know it wasn't Sesshomaru." Her grip tightened, breaking my skin. I winced and I heard one of the boys gasp. I knew she drew blood. I continued anyways.

"Who was it? Huh? Why won't you tell me?" She growled.

"It's none of your damn business!"

"You're a harlot!" I screamed. I heard a different gasp. A more feminine one. Kagura looked up sharply before a grin was formed in her face. I turned around to find Sesshomaru and Inukimi. Lady Kimi looked appalled. Kagura let go of me and my sleeve of my jacket fell out of its fold and covered the wound she gave me. Even so, they'd be able to smell the blood from me and on her fingers anyways. I looked up at Sesshomaru with defiance in my eyes. He should be able to see what I meant just by looking at me. We were just that close now, right? Right?

His golden eyes showed disappointment as he turned from me and whispered something in Kagura's ear, kissing her forehead gently and pushing her slightly to go follow his mother. My jaw dropped, watching Kagura's retreating figure. Her black hair pinned up perfectly. I wanted to rip it out in anger. I clenched my fists, trying to fight Sesshomaru's soft tug. He cast a glance over at Kohaku and Souta.

"I believe it's time you two take your leave," he told them calmly. Souta picked up his toys sadly and shoved them in his little book bag he brought and headed for the door. I kept my eyes on Kohaku who seemed to have not heard my lord. He opened his mouth, his brown eyes widening slightly. "But-" I could tell Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes because Kohaku jumped, scrambling out the door after Souta. The white haired demon then picked me up and carried me to my room. He set me down on my bed. The only evidence that he was upset with me was the way he paced back and forth in front of my bed. After a few moments he stopped, staring at me with a scrutinizing glare. He didn't need to speak for me to know what he meant.

"She was talking on the phone and-!"

"Why would you eavesdrop in the first place, Rin? That was out of line!" I flinched at his raised voice. He had never yelled at me before. I didn't like it. He never raised his voice out of his monotonous tone or his deadly threats. That's just how he was. But to hear him yell, that was a frightening experience. I pouted, my bottom lip trembling. Sesshomaru shook his head, his hand running through his silky soft white hair. I could feel tears well up in my eyes but I forced myself not to let them fall down my face. I wasn't going to cry.

"She's not the one for you!" I countered. Sesshomaru didn't seem amused.

"You're acting like a child. I understand she consumes a lot of my time but that's because she's my girlfriend. You cannot react that way just because I'm with her. And you definitely do not call someone a harlot of all things. What's the matter with you?" Thankfully, his monotonous tone was back. I could feel the hot tears rush down my face. I stood up on my bed.

"Well I am a kid! I'm only eleven! What the heck did you expect? She's not for you Sesshomaru! She isn't!" I yelled. He wasn't listening. I could tell he wasn't. "She even hurt me! Why would she hurt me if she had nothing to hide?"

"You're a child! Rin! You. Are. A. Child!" he bellowed. His fists were gripped tightly and the sudden outburst made me fall back onto my bed in surprise. I wasn't scared. I didn't know why but I wasn't. "Learn your damn place!"

He turned with inhuman speed and left my room. He slammed the door behind him. I wanted to say something, anything to get him to listen. It hurt a lot. To see that he would follow her over me. The fact that he wasn't even listening. It hurt so much. It left an ache in my chest that was too much to bear. I curled up into a ball on my side and wept. I sobbed grossly until sleep just took me.

What hurt me most was knowing that we wouldn't talk again for a while now.