Thank you to everyone who reviewed the last chapter. I'm going crazy writing this summer...okay this is a *****sneak peak**** into my idea for a sequel. I will not publish anymore chapters to follow the sneak peak it will be it's own story. That doesn't mean I won't be adding more drabbles, but I wanted to post this for the lovely guest that asked if I thought I was done writing for these characters. I thought I was until this idea popped into my head. It will be a while before I can get more of the story going.

A few notes about this: This is takes place in Autumn after Lost Memories. I was trying to do two things by writing the portions that include Sess and Rin, one is to capture their love for each other. At this point they have been intimately involved for roughly 10 years. They are still reeling from the miscarriage in Lost Memories and we finally see them heal as they do it brings them closer together. I set it up in the last drabble that now two of Inuyasha and Kagome's children are with them. And goodness I need to focus on school...I'm going to be so excited to start my last year of college in the fall but so bummed my new schedule will make it almost impossible to write.

And if you didn't read Sesshomaru's Fear, one character in here might strike as you whaaaaa?

Story Title: Instinct

Autumn

Gobodo-sama sat in her high backed golden chair with her arms crossed over her ample breast. Her silver hair was tied back into two tight pony tails, decorated with sea shells she couldn't remember which potential suitor had given her as a young woman. She toyed with the skin on her cheek, flicking the purple lightening stripe annoyed as she listened to Kensaku speak to her about his daughter Natsuki. She rolled her eyes and snorted, "fine bring her to me," she snarled in agreement. Kensaku had been extolling the many virtues of his fine daughter to her for hours now. That was the life of one who would live forever, conversations didn't have to be clipped or cut short, they could take hours.

"Natsuki," Kensaku called to the young girl that waited down the steps.

Natsuki boldly walked forward. The gait of her stride caught Gobodo-sama's attention. She didn't cower as Gobodo-sama regarded her. In human terms she didn't look more than fourteen or fifteen years of age. In yokai years the girl was over three hundred years old not quite old enough for what Kensaku was proposing but it wasn't unheard of for someone her age to find their soulmate. Natsuki was by no means dressed plainly. She wore her own mokomoko draped over her shoulders. She wore several layers of fine silk with the outer one being a deep maroon with dragons lining the edges. Gobodo-sama stood up, she walked over to the girl and grabbed her by the chin. She regarded the girls golden eyes, all Inu-yokai had golden eyes, there were few variations. Natsuki had the same magenta stripes under her eyes and on her wrists. Natsuki's hair was silver similar to her own. Gobodo-sama turned Natsuki's head one way then the other. She slapped Natsuki's hand away when she tried to push Gobodo-sama away, "stop that," Gobodo-sama hissed. "She'll do."

"So you agree?" Kensaku stood up.

"I agree to nothing, it is up to instinct to decide. She is still young, and he is already bound to one." She left out the one he was bonded to was a human and that he had already fathered two hanyou children. That would come on its own, something the two of them would have to sort out and if Gobodo-sama had her way this pairing would not happen for another century.

"But you agree the connection is there?" Kensaku pushed.

Natsuki smiled. For centuries she had heard about Sesshomaru-sama. His glory, his power and that she was meant to be his mate. From what she had heard he was one of the most powerful inu-yokai of the age and with their combined lineage she would become the mother to the greatest Dai yokai of the next age.

"It's there, but she will not approach him this century. There's no rush Natsuki is still young," Gobodo-sama gave them a warning glare.

"It's not unheard of to be bound to more than one, surely you know that," Kensaku pressed.

Gobodo-sama stood up, extending her full height, she allowed the slightest tinge of red to overtake the whites of her eyes, "you will not disturb my son's family in this way, not now. The earliest this pairing will take place is in fifty years, perhaps sixty, I will send for Natsuki then, now leave my home." The air filled with her yoki, choking both Natsuki and her father, causing them to cower in fear. Natsuki would learn quickly once she was bound to her son the seriousness of the bond. It would make her pine for him, yearn to be in his presence, to crave his touch and his closeness and knowing Sesshomaru as long as Rin lived he would be unable to reciprocate.

Kensaku she knew saw it as an opening to power. Gobodo-sama was sure he believed that meant that Natsuki's children would inherit the territory that Sesshomaru had made for himself. Kensaku would be in for a surprise, this was a conversation that Sesshomaru and Gobodo-sama had already made, the territory would go either to Yuki or Harutoga. But little did her son know she was already planning his next mate. In another half century Rin would age and wither away. Then she would call Natsuki and whether Sesshomaru would liked it or not, his instinct would force him to bond to Natsuki and he would soon become the father of the next strongest Dai-yokai.

As Natsuki walked out of Gobodo-sama's castle she heard a soft whisper. "Hey," then a hand reached out and grabbed her own. She pulled hers from the grasp and hissed at the offending party who had dared to touch her pure skin. "How do you really feel about not seeing your intended now?" This man was tall, with silver hair that was tied into a high pony tail. He had a moon on his forehead and halberd tied to his back. He face was scarred on one side where his eye was grey. His clothes were plain and white covered in silver armor.

"I can wait. Fifty or sixty years isn't long, although I'm not sure why there must be a wait," she replied coolly.

"Because your intended is bound to a human and has already fathered two hanyou children and plans to have another," the man was antagonistic. He pranced forward flipping his pony tail over his shoulder, "what a disgrace it is, to see one of such stature lower himself over and over with a human."

Natsuki folded her arms over her breasts, "and what would you suggest? I'm not yet 400, and Gobodo-sama is not one to be crossed." Natsuki detested humans. Her mind was now racing, her father had promised that her children would inherit the territory in the middle of Japan that Sesshomaru claimed as his own, but if he already had children, would he choose his hanyous over a pure-blooded child?

"At the rate at which his human wants children, he'll father a whole litter of Hanyous and by the time he meets you, your children will have nothing left of his territory," he picked at his claws.

"That won't do at all," Natsuki's eyes flamed red.

"Would you like to know where to find him? He travels often but in five months' time I know where he will be," the man laughed and walked forward. "Just think if you happen to be in the same place, his instinct won't allow him to resist you, you merely need to touch his heart with your hand, and his soul will be yours."

"And how does that deal with his human mate?" Natsuki's voice was as cold as the man speaking to her.

"You don't know humans very well do you? If he bonds you and she finds out, she will leave him. Humans are fickle like that, wanting to keep their men to themselves and not share them. She won't accept you into their home and she won't accept his actions with you," the grin that spread across the Inu-yokai's face accentuated the fangs in his mouth.

"Who are you?" Natsuki asked.

"Touma. Sesshomaru's younger brother," he spun around to leave. This will be even better than killing his mate and their unborn child, when she is done with them, his family will be destroyed. "Believe me when I say that I love my brother and I want what is best for him. Consider it Natsuki, come to me in five months and I will tell you where he will be."

Natsuki lifted the hem of her kimono to catch up to her father. Touma's words played in her head. Something had to be done, she wouldn't wait another sixty years. Not when Sesshomaru was already fathering children with a human. Her father promised that her child would be the one to inherit the land and gain the title. She would take Touma up on his offer, in a matter of months Sesshomaru would be hers.

Rin blocked Taisho's attack with his sword. True to their word, Sesshomaru and Rin allowed Taisho and Sota to travel with them. Rin taught Taisho and Sota the sword, while Sesshomaru spent an hour each evening teaching them to control and focus what little yoki they had. The lessons were taught alongside Yuki and Harutoga's, catching the two boys up to where Sesshomaru's children were. Rin struck again lunging for his stomach then twirling to slash at Taisho's neck. She released the whip to wrap around his feet, "move your feet, Taisho," she threw the whip at him again. It wrapped around his neck and threw the black haired boy to the ground. "You have to learn to move your feet faster, back and forth, never stay in one place. Get up, we'll go back to hand to hand for now."

Taisho wore just light blue hikama. His tanned chest glistened with sweat. He bent over to take a drink from his water bottle. Next to them, Sota sparred against Hisato. Hisato slapped aside hijin tesou easily and threw his own blades at Sota. Sota had to duck, jump and twist in the air to miss them. "Like that Taisho," Rin pointed at Sota.

"He'll always be better than me, his yoki is stronger than mine," Taisho complained. At thirteen he was as tall as Rin. His hair was still as black as ever just like his mother's with deep brown eyes. Taisho looked like pictures of Kagome's brother Sota that she had shown Rin before.

Rin chuckled, "come on, I'm completely human, I have no yoki inside of me."

"That's not entirely true Rin-sama," Hisato's voice was clipped with exertion. He threw his own attack at Sota. He dodged blades again and threw his whip at Sota's feet, trapping them. Sota fell to the ground with a thud hitting his chin on the ground.

"Yes, but what is inside of me I can't use," she threw a kick at Taisho. He blocked it with his hands. She spun and aimed for his head he ducked. She threw punch after punch at his stomach. Taisho blocked each one. "I have learned," she kicked at his face, "to fight on my own," she spun on the ground to trip Taisho. "So stop whining," she grabbed Taisho by the back of one arm. He turned his hand on her and released his yellow poison against her skin. Rin hissed in pain. Her skin blistered. She doubled over in pain, "a fraction of his and it still feels like my arm was just put in a fire."

Hisato raised a hand to Sota to stop their lesson. He stalked in fury over to Rin giving Taisho a frustrated look. He inspected Rin's wrist, "he isn't going to be happy when he sees that."

Rin smiled, "it gives me a chance to interrupt his meeting," her face twisted into a girlish grin, "next time I say sparring Taisho I mean without your yokai tricks. You'll be lucky if Ojisama doesn't make you cry tonight for this." She held up her burnt arm.

Taisho swallowed hard, his eyes wide in fear. His fists clenched by his sides.

"Go play you two, I hear the kids laughing in the field. Koga has a few children your age," Rin pointed to the trees. There was a handful of wolf demon children. She knew four of them belonged to Koga, the rest belonged to other clan members. Somewhere she was sure Yuki and Harutoga were playing as well. She heard one child counting and could see the rest scattering to hiding places. Rin breathed a sigh of relief to see Sesshomaru sitting in the field with his silver hair blowing in the wind. He wore his traditional garb. It had been forever since she saw him dressed in the white hikama with the matching white top with red down the sleeves.

Rin watched as Sota walked immediately up to a young wolf demoness. Sota lowered his neck slightly and gave the red haired girl a peck on her cheek. Sota took the girl by the hand and led her into the forest. Rin's mouth fell, she turned to Hisato, "how long has that been going on?"

"Three weeks," Hisato chuckled, "you didn't notice before now?"

"No, I think I need to speak to Sesshomaru."

"Why?" Hisato slung his swords back into their sheathes on his back.

"It's not modest, what are they doing in there? Did she bond him? Inuyasha is going to kill us!" Rin rubbed her forehead, "although he is fifteen, almost sixteen, I suppose he is of the age."

"I don't see the signs of it yet I think, but you would have to talk to Koga-sama about what wolf demons do and of course Gobodo-sama," Hisato walked behind Rin as she headed towards Sesshomaru.

"Why her?"

"He still has Inu-yokai blood in them even if he is mostly human. There could be negative effects for any children born from such a union, if that is what they are doing."

"Go spy on them!" Rin pushed Hisato's shoulder, "Kagome and Inuyasha left them with us to train them, not mate them off to wolf demons!"

"I will not," Hisato stopped a distance from Sesshomaru, "you can go on by yourself."

Rin cradled her arm as she trudged up behind Sesshomaru. It went from a burning feeling to intense stinging. Her skin looked like it was bubbling with thick yellow pus. Only a fraction of Sesshomaru's and look what it did to my skin. Rin had to hold back tears.

The afternoon sun was warm and refreshing. The air was tepid with a breeze that blew her short sleeveless kimono in the wind. "My Lord," she said seductively.

Sesshomaru turned with a half grin on his face. His golden eyes glinted in the sunlight at Rin, "my Lady," he held out his hand to her.

"Am I allowed to approach you now?" Rin had yet to get used to the rules outside the home. When guests came to their home, she knew she was meant to demur to his wishes in public. She was supposed to smile and speak diplomatically as much as she could. She was good with the wives but often stumbled over decorum with the men. Especially the male yokai who felt it was their obligation to test her strength. Travelling she had learned she could not interrupt his meetings. The children and entourage as she called them camped away from Sesshomaru's main tent. In fact before she traveled with him he never had a tent. They brought with them Akari who was more than happy to spend two months away from her husband and children. The hanyou fire cat was more than happy to throw her children at her husband for some adventure. Rin was guarded by Hisato, her black haired Inu yokai guard and Hideyoshi, who had the same silver hair as Sesshomaru, but stood shorter and was far less powerful. The whole family encamped together in one tent and when Sesshomaru wanted Rin to himself he took her deep into the forest away from prying eyes. The rules seemed different in public like this.

Sesshomaru had given her an entire lecture on how she represented not just Sesshomaru but their land as well. That meant that she had to look presentable daily. The children had to be dressed in their best and only when Rin was training her nephews could she wear her plainer shorter kimonos. She found the fancier kimono's cumbersome and the routine with Akari braiding and twisting her hair exhausting. Sesshomaru encouraged her to train them for all to see, it showed her strength and made her look like less of a target.

"We have taken a recess, the ogres have amassed several miles from here, sit with me," he took her by the wrist.

Rin recoiled in pain, pulling her blistered wrist away. She held it to her chest and sat down next to Sesshomaru.

Sesshomaru's expression changed to concern. He pulled the wrist out of its hiding place, "compliments of Taisho?" He asked Rin.

Rin nodded. She pressed her head into Sesshomaru's mokomoko. He wore his armor making curling into him uncomfortable. "I came to see if my yokai lover would heal it. It really hurts."

"I thought you liked your battle scars?" He held her wrist gently in his hand rolling it over to inspect the extent of the damage. The stripes on his wrists brought the tinge of the singed purple skin.

"Not when they are from shoki, and blister and sting, please my love?" Her voice almost broke at the end, "it really stings."

Sesshomaru closed his eyes as he pressed his lips against the blistered skin. Rin winced in pain as his lips touched her skin. She could feel his yoki entering her body through their bond. She watched in wonder as the skin changed from a deep blistered purple, to red, to orange, then back to its natural tan color as if the burn had never been there. "Mmh," she snuggled as close as his armor would allow, "am I allowed to hug you in public?"

Sesshomaru gave a low growl. In a moment Rin was staring at the clear morning sky, while Sesshomaru settled between her legs. He adjusted her hips with his own clawed hands running them up her smooth bare legs and gripping her buttocks. His golden-eyes stared down at her like she was a morsel of food. He let his neck dip and licked her lips before kissing her deeply. He held her by the back of the neck and continued running his mouth along hers until she was out of breath. "We're in public," Rin scolded him.

He hitched her thighs around his hips. He rolled his hips into her thighs, he kissed her neck and stopped short of opening her kimono and exposing her breasts to the morning air. "So?"

"Is this some yokai thing?" Rin tried to wriggle out of his grasp. "The children are watching," she pushed on his chest.

"Yes," he pulled Rin back down by the back of her legs, "it lets them know that you are mine," he raised his eyebrows. "The children are playing hide and seek," he motioned towards the clearing. "Yuki is causing a stir," his face creased into a proud smile at the mention of his daughter.

"Get off," Rin pushed on Sesshomaru's chest, "you're armor is digging in to my stomach, ah!" Rin gasped as his tongue dipped between her breasts. Her back arched involuntarily into his face. Rin shivered at the warmth. Sesshomaru's hand ran under Rin's kimono and up her side. Rin looked over to see one of Koga's children trotting towards them. "One of Koga's children is coming, get off me."

Begrudgingly Sesshomaru rolled off Rin into a sitting position. He pulled Rin to his side and kissed the top of her head. "You're blushing," he commented as he pulled twigs and leaves out of Rin's hair.

Rin struggled to make herself look less disheveled and retie her obi without completely opening her kimono. "You are evil."

"Yokai," Sesshomaru reminded her flashing his eyes red long enough to make Rin laugh.

The little boy finally reached them. He was dressed in dark brown furs similar to his father's. They wrapped up his legs to his knees. The fur covered the boy from his legs up to his shoulders. A small face with dark brown hair and tiny fangs stuck out from a hood. His skin was the same dark brown as his father's. His visage was thoroughly frustrated. "Sesshomaru-sama! We can't find Yuki, she's been hiding for an hour now!"

Rin watched as Sesshomaru stifled a laugh. In public he was as he had always been, stoic, composed, emotionless, but she could see the emotions he hid flit across his eyes. He was proud of Yuki, only being half demon meant that she was a disadvantage and she was still beating the other children at the game. "Keep looking," Sesshomaru instructed the child. His eyes gazed into the trees in the clearing.

The child huffed frustrated and ran back.

"Do you know where she is?" Rin scanned the trees and the bushes. She knew Yuki wore a white short kimono that day. She brushed her hair from her face and tried to compose herself.

"Look high in the trees, she's masking her scent and her yoki, the middle of the clearing," he placed a hand on Rin's left shoulder. She winced in pain, "again?" He rolled his eyes.

Rin looked back at him, "again," she answered ruefully. "The weather must changing again, mmmh," she leaned into the claws running circles over her left shoulder. Rin looked high in the trees in the middle of the clearing. She could see the slightest bit of white in the trees. The children would have to climb to find her. To the corner Harutoga giggled and held his stomach. "I think Haru knows where she is."

"I wonder," he said as he pulled the side of her kimono to expose the bare skin of her left shoulder. He traced the scar that ran the length of her shoulder down to her lower back with his finger. His mind flashed to their lost child for a moment. The scar was a constant reminder of what they had lost. He closed his eyes, he let his lips rest over the scar and focused on the ache inside Rin's shoulder.

"That feels nice," Rin felt his warmth spreading across her shoulder easing the pain. "Ow, stop," she felt something pinch in her shoulder like the bones wanted to rearrange themselves. The yoki pulled back out of her shoulder.

Sesshomaru furrowed his brow, he sighed, "it won't heal. I think you broke it all those years ago," He touched both her shoulders rubbing them firmly.

"The pain is less, you did something," she leaned back into his chest, "we haven't had time together like this since we started travelling."

She waited for him to say something. Sesshomaru's eyes were on the field watching the children play happily.

"You've been quiet since your mother visited," she rest her head against his neck. "Sesshomaru?"

"Mmh?" He stroked her hair.

"You've been quiet since your mother visited last," she repeated herself. "Are we okay?"

He nodded kissing the side of her neck. "The child would have come any day now," Sesshomaru muttered next to her ear.

"I know," she held his hand, she felt the pain of the loss coming again.

"It's time we try again," Sesshomaru informed her, "tonight."

Rin spun around, "no." She backed away from him tripping on her own feet.

Her scent spiked in fear. Sesshomaru grabbed her wrists, "I won't harm you this time," he pulled her back against his mokomoko, "Rin," she continued to struggle against his grip, "it's time we moved on, mother is right."

Rin's eyes stung, she shook her head. "I'm not ready." She was on her knees resisting Sesshomaru's grip.

"We try again tonight. Stop struggling against me, this you are not allowed to do in public," he forcefully pulled Rin back to his chest again, "stop." He crossed Rin's arms over her chest and placed tender kisses along her neck. Her body was rigid against his.

"I'm not ready," she whimpered against him, "what if I can't? What if I lose another baby? What if-?" She was caught off guard by a sensuous kiss and his warm tongue invading her mouth. She caressed the stripes on his cheeks and gave into the kiss. A soft moan escaped her lips.

Sesshomaru held her face and caressed both her cheeks, "my heart."

"I hate this," she touched his heart.

"No," he said firmly. He would no longer protect her from her own emotions with their bond. His mother was right the more he allowed himself to feel and allowed her to feel the more the pain subsided. "You gave birth to two healthy children, you were given an herb to make you miscarry, you were kicked in the stomach. It wasn't your fault," Sesshomaru stroked her hair, "we try again tonight."

"Just like that?" Rin tried to push her tears back.

"Yes," Sesshomaru answered, "stop stifling your tears," he wiped her eyes. "Rest against me and let yourself cry."

"Your armor is uncomfortable," Rin whispered attempting to swallow the lump in her throat.

He untied his yellow obi and set his swords next to legs. Sesshomaru reached to his side and unclipped his black armor. He pulled it off and set it next to him. "Come," he pulled Rin to his chest. As he did he opened his haori for her to rest against his skin. "Your skin is cold," he wrapped his arms around her bare shoulders.

Rin teared against his chest, "I'm not ready."

"Yes you are," Sesshomaru stroked her hair. He kissed the top of her head.

"Take me home tonight then," Rin demanded, "take me to our hot springs and our sakura tree. Where our other children were conceived?" She wiped her tears.

Sesshomaru lifted her hand to his mouth as Koga walked up to them. "It's time to start again," Koga informed Sesshomaru.

Sesshomaru inclined his head, "I'll be there shortly."

"Take your time, I could use more time with Ayame," he stalked towards his mate.

"Do you want me to let an ogre past for you?" Sesshomaru's chest vibrated with laughter.

"Four," Rin answered quickly glad that he changed the topic of their conversation. She curled closer into his chest, pulling her feet up to her chest.

Sesshomaru pulled her away from his chest by the shoulders, "four?" He regarded her curiously.

"One for me, one for Sota, and one for Taisho," Rin grinned at Sesshomaru.

"And the fourth?"

"Yuki and Hisato, I think he's getting bored with nothing to beat up. Perhaps he should train against you," Rin held Sesshomaru tighter, "your skin is so comforting." She pressed her nose into the line of his pecs. She nipped at his skin attempting to leave a mark on him.

"Yuki will enjoy that," Sesshomaru gazed across the high yellow grasses. The children were still hunting for Yuki. He gave Rin a nip on her shoulder in response to hers.

"Ouch," she batted at his face, "you have fangs." She reminded him.

"You started it," Sesshomaru nudged her shoulder. He stood up and closed his haori. Rin untied his obi enough to tuck his white haori back into his hikama. The motion made Sesshomaru aroused. She let her hands linger for a moment in the front of his hikama. Sesshomaru held her chin, "I love you. Do you know how deep my love is?"

"Give me your arm," she was lost in his eyes, her voice low and sensuous. Rin slid the spiked part of his armor up his left sleeve and slowly clasped the armor on the right side under his mokomoko. She took his yellow obi and retied it outside his armor. Rin slid his swords back into his belt. She touched his heart with her hand. She closed her eyes focusing on her love for Sesshomaru. She felt his yoki brush against it. The energies intertwined, dancing together. She breathed in deeply, "I love you too," she hugged him. "They still can't find Yuki."

He rest his head against her forehead and held her hands, "I must go now. I'll let your ogres through, we finish the plan now, we attack in two hours," he caressed her bottom lip, "do not get injured."

Rin smiled, "I won't. Do you really need their help?"

"No," Sesshomaru pulled Rin back to him. He hid his smile against her neck, "Bakusaiga would clear them in one swipe. They need the help of this Sesshomaru. You will lay with this Sesshomaru tonight," he circled his claw around her stomach, "I will take you home when the battle is done."

Rin held the hand against her stomach, "now I'm nervous. I won't be able to travel with you anymore."

"No, but I will not leave you for so long again, I will spend more time at home, and when our child comes," he spoke as if she was already pregnant, "I will spend a month at home with you."

"A whole month, with my memories intact? Sesshomaru?" She refused to release his hand.

"I really must go," he closed the gap between them, "what is it Rin?"

"I'm lucky to have you as mine," Rin whispered into his ear, "I love you," tears stained her cheeks again.

"I am the lucky one," he bent his neck to kiss her, he held her chin, he felt his stomach tighten. He nuzzled Rin's nose with his own, "I love you. Be prepared."

Rin waited for Sesshomaru to turn around before she ran and jumped on his back. She wrapped her legs around the back of his armor. He laughed and fell over with her. Rin tried to roll him onto his back only to end up on her back with Sesshomaru holding both of her arms over her head, he lowered his head and nuzzled Rin's nose. Rin giggled and returned the nuzzle holding onto his neck. He gave her a quick kiss and stood back up to walk towards the planning area.

Rain was pouring down on them. Rin buried her face into Sesshomaru's neck as they flew towards their home. They left the children with Akari and Hisato. After the battle Yuki was exhausted, Sota and Taisho were practically passing out. Sesshomaru stayed long enough for Rin to instruct her maidservant to put Harutoga and Yuki in bed after a bath before Sesshomaru hooked a hand around Rin's waist and flew into the air to carry her back to their home. He meant what he said, he wanted her to have another child. Just as he flew into the air, the night sky covered with clouds and a storm began. The water beat at his clothes quickly soaking both of them. He had to wrap Rin inside his mokomoko to keep her from slipping through his soaked fingers. Rin smelled of apprehension and nerves. When he landed, Sesshomaru purposely landed in their garden next to the red camellias. As predicted Rin bent down and touched the earth. She was dressed in a clean short kimono. The light turquoise accentuated her legs. Her hair fell in pools around her waist as the rain created a puddle under her feet.

Sesshomaru knelt down next to Rin, his own silver hair swirling in the dirt beneath them, he took Rin by the elbow and pulled her gently, speaking over the thunder and lightning, "come, my heart."

The look Rin gave him was of heartbreak, "please, Sesshomaru, I'm not ready."

"Come with this Sesshomaru," he tugged on her elbow again. He brought her into their home. He immediately divested himself of his katanas and his armor. He placed them near the door to dry. He threw off his wet clothes. He gazed over his shoulder at Rin who undressed at a much slower, reluctant pace. He gave his long hair a bit of a shake to get the wetness out, then pulled out a long grey silk kimono. He put it on, tying a black obi around his waist.

Sesshomaru walked up behind Rin and helped her remove her soaked clothing. He reached around her stomach and pulled her against his chest, "we'll have a bath first," he kissed her shoulder as he untied her yellow obi. It was the same one he had given her so long ago, "this needs to be replaced."

"No," Rin took it from him. The purple was frayed around the edges and the yellow was stained with dirt and mud. She touched his cheek as his lips brushed against her collar bone, "please," Rin's voice was thick with tears, "I don't want to do this."

Sesshomaru removed her turquoise kimono and threw it in the hallway. Even when they were gone there was staff there to care for the house. He had sent Jaken ahead earlier in the day to prepare their room with clean sheets and remove the bedding from the garden before it was soaked in the rain. Sesshomaru breathed against Rin's neck as he untied her underwear and let it fall to the ground. He removed a yukata for her, it was light pink and slightly see through, one of his favorites. It allowed him to see the curve of her hips and the peak of her breasts, "put this on," he helped her step inside and tied the matching obi low on her waist. "Come with me," he held her hand and led her to their private bath house that was across the hall from their room.

The bath was often only used by Yuki and Harutoga. Even in the winter Sesshomaru and Rin spent time in their hot springs. With it raining it wouldn't be comfortable for either one of them. Sesshomaru was glad to see Jaken had already filled and heated the water to a warm temperature. Sesshomaru touched the water, and looked back at Rin. Her eyes were brimming with tears. He untied her yukata, and held her hand as she entered the water. The bath was a large square, with a ledge for them to sit on. She went to the back of the bath where the soaps were and started washing her hair. Sesshomaru removed his grey kimono, hung it on the wall and followed in after Rin. He pulled her next to his side, "let me do that," he kissed the crook of her neck and massaged the soap into her hair.

She leaned into the strong fingers that massaged her temples. The circling motion of his digits made goosebumps form on her shoulders. She sighed in peace allowing him to wash the dirt from her hair. When he finished he took the luffa from the shelf and lathered it in a sweet smelling soap made from the petals of the sakura tree. He rubbed it against Rin's shoulders, over her back, and then lathered her breasts. His breath catching with the motion, "stand up," his voice was sensuous and thick with lust.

Rin trembled as she did. "Sesshomaru?"

"Quiet," he stood up with her. He kissed her mouth, pushing his tongue into her cavern, licking the roof of her mouth as he ran the soap over her stomach, down the small of her back and then lifted one of her legs up to wash the dirt off. He repeated the motion with the other until Rin was clean and then sat down, pulling her against his bare chest. He took a cup, filled it with the warm water and poured it over Rin's shoulders until the soap was rinsed, leaving her tanned skin slick. He pulled Rin back over his lap until the crown of her head was in the water. He ran his claws through her hair rinsing the soap. When he finished he pulled Rin back into his lap and held her against his chest, arms wrapped around her small firm waist. He sighed into her ear, "I smell sorrow, fear, anxiety and arousal," he pressed his mouth into Rin's neck. "We can't mourn the child forever."

"You could," Rin's voice came out as a whisper. She sniffed, "you'll live long after I am dead, you'll find another to have more children with."

Sesshomaru nuzzled her nose, "it is you that I want to make children with."

"I'm so scared," Rin wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He returned the embrace, "I feel like I failed last time, like I failed you, I failed the child I couldn't protect. How was he able to take my mind so easily?"

"If anyone failed it was this Sesshomaru," he stroked her wet hair, "I should have not left you for so long, so frequently to make you feel so lonely and unworthy. Rin look at me," he pulled her face back, "it wasn't your fault."

"It wasn't yours," she couldn't get her voice to raise above a whisper.

"It's time to move on," Sesshomaru held her to him, "now it's your turn to wash this Sesshomaru."

Rin laughed through her tears. She took the soap she knew he liked, "how is this here? Did someone know we were coming?"

"Jaken," Sesshomaru bent his head back to make it easier for Rin to lather his scalp. He let out a sigh of his own that was a mixture between a low growl and a human sounding sigh, "you relax this Sesshomaru with your touches."

"What could you possibly feel tense about, this is easy for you, you're not the one that has to carry a child for months on end, and go through labor pains," her hands were stopped by Sesshomaru grabbing her wrists and holding them tightly.

"I am the one that has to control himself, so I don't hurt you while I plant my seed, the one that has to watch your stomach grow with my child and worry that my enemies will take advantage of our vulnerable time and be of no use to you, when you scream in pain as you bare my child," the words came out much faster than Rin had ever heard him speak before. "I do not like seeing you in pain."

"Then why are we doing this?"

"Because I know you wish for more children and you will regret not trying again," Sesshomaru released her hands. "And I want to see your confidence in yourself return."

"I thought Inu-Yokai don't create children so quickly?"

"In this we follow the human custom, mmmh," Sesshomaru's arms prickled in bumps as Rin rinsed the soap from his hair. She slowly poured the water over his crown while running her fingers down his long silver tresses.

"You aren't useless when I am in labor, you saved my life when Yuki was born," Rin took the luffa and put the plain smelling soap on it. She pushed Sesshomaru's hair over his shoulder and lathered his back in broad circles, "and I thought I had no energy left when Haru was born the labor lasted so long. The whole time from when the pains started I wanted you there with me, to hold me, just to hear your voice, and then there you were. You presence helped me have the strength to push him out. Your body next to mine afterwards, it felt complete Sesshomaru, it's one of my happiest memories," she laced her arms around his chest and licked the back of his neck. "Will you be with me this time?"

"If it's your wish," he held her hands, "you haven't finished," he turned around to face Rin.

"I know," Rin lathered the soap onto his chest. He stood up so Rin could wash his entire body. Her eyes tracked down, she blushed, the red covered her arms and over her abdomen. "H…how," her lips were locked against his. He took the luffa from her and threw it aside.

"I will know, our bond," he ran his mouth of her neck while circling her breasts with his hands, "will tell me."

"It won't cripple you again?" Rin pushed him back, "I couldn't bare if you died, again."

"It won't. I will know that you are experiencing pain. It will not become my pain as it did when the sword connected us. Now there is something I want from you," he motioned down with his eyes.

Rin tried to smile. The edges of her cheeks immediately went flat when she saw his eyes shade into a deep red, "you're supposed to wait until the end," she backed away from Sesshomaru. Memories from the last time they had done this were still fresh in her head, the only reason she didn't have scars to show for it over her whole body was because he used his blood to heal her.

Sesshomaru snarled and pulled Rin back to him, his breath was labored, "let me feel your love."

"My love?" Rin felt confused, his grip was almost painful.

He grit his teeth to maintain control, "your love," he placed her right hand over his heart, he lowered his head until his moon rest against her forehead, "your love," he repeated himself.

"Okay," Rin closed her eyes, she breathed deeply, and she focused her emotions on how much she loved Sesshomaru. She thought of how he held her between his legs and whispered in her ears as Harutoga was born. The way he refused to leave her when the women told him to, and how afterwards he held her in their bed for hours while she slept. She felt his yoki wrap around her emotions like a blanket, latching on to them, and heating them.

His breaths came out more evenly, "what are you thinking of?" Each breath was a sigh of relief. His hands held Rin by the elbows, he dipped his mouth into hers.

"Haru's birth," she gripped his arms above the elbows, "how happy I was you were there, even if I was in pain."

"I couldn't take your pain from you," Sesshomaru sounded sad.

"But you were with me," she echoed his tone.

He shook his head as if smelling something Rin couldn't see, "you're love is intoxicating." Sesshomaru could still smell fear on her, "Rin I am in control," he encouraged her, "I will not hurt you this time. Your love is soothing."

Rin nodded her head, "as is yours," she sniffled and pushed his hair back over his shoulders so she could kiss his chest. She nipped at his skin, around his pecs, across his chest. She kiss down the ripples of his stomach holding his sides until she was on her knees, eye level with his erection. She closed her mouth over the tip, and licked the bottom.

"Mmh," he rocked his hips into her mouth. He let his claws sink into her scalp enough to make her skin tingle.

Rin ran her tongue along the shaft, sucking on the sides, licking over the top until Sesshomaru pulled her back up, his body shaking.

He sat her on the edge of the bath in the corner her body no longer in the water. He lifted her legs up until they straddled the wall. He kissed the inside of her thigh, his teeth grazing along her skin. Her breaths came out in short pants the closer his mouth came to her center. He stopped and inhaled the scent of her womanhood letting her curls tickle his nose. In ecstasy he nuzzled her tender bundle of nerves with his nose before he opened her petals and sucked her clit into his mouth. He alternated between fast licks and open mouth kisses that pulled on her nerves.

"Mmm," Rin moaned, "Sesshomaru," she encouraged him, "yes, uh…"

She could feel him smiling against her sensitive parts as he continued. He pushed his fingers into her passage, stroking the top of her core until he found the place that pulled his name from her lips.

"Say my name," his primal side raged within him. He could feel her love wrapping around the winds that were blowing inside of him, but his need to be inside of her, to pound into her were still there.

"Sesshomaru, oh…" Her hips flexed against his fingers.

"Say it again," he sucked on her bud, only stopping to hear his name.

"Sesshomaru," she laced her fingers in his hair. She rocked her hips towards his tongue, and the fingers inside of her. She massaged the side of her head willing herself to come for him.

Low growls were coming from his throat, the hurricane was coming, it was whipping against his defenses. He desperately cleaved to the love and trust that was radiating from their bond, the hope, the desperate feeling of warmth that was his Rin. Her moans were getting louder. She slammed her hands against the wall of the bath, "oh!" She yelled, and then it was followed by shorter and more pleasure filled, deep throated groans as her hips reflexively rocked against his fingers. Sesshomaru kneeled on the sitting ledge.

"I'm scared," Rin whimpered as his member brushed against her sensitive folds.

"I know," he moved closer, gripping the sides of her stomach in his hands. "You know I would not force you to do this," he ran his hand down Rin's stomach.

"Sometimes, when I dream, I see myself holding the child we lost," Rin ran her hands along his arms, "I wake up…"

Sesshomaru rest his forehead against Rin's, he cupped her chin in his clawed hands, "let me give you another baby to fill your arms, to warm your heart."

"Take me to bed? Please?" She wanted to be closer to him, to feel him against her.

Red eyes met vulnerable brown ones. She held onto his shoulders, her head hung low on his chest. "Yes, my heart," his breathing was labored, he picked her up around the waist, closed his eyes for the briefest moment and turned into a sphere of white light. In a flash they were in their bedroom. "Go on all fours."

"What is it with you and this position?" She looked back at him arching her back seductively.

Her scent was overpowering his senses. "Inu-yokai, you're so wet," he touched the inside of her folds cupping her with one hand.

"Sesshomaru?" Rin had never seen him able to speak before when he was channeling his primal energy, "can…" she closed her eyes, instead of asking she rolled on to her back and inched up to her pillows. She rest her legs on either side of his hips as he kneeled between them, "make love to me like this? I want to see your eyes."

He stalked over her, lifting her hips to meet his. His hands gripped the pillows over around her head. He was stopped short by a burst of the most enchanting heated emotion flushing from Rin to him through their bond. So strong for a moment it overpowered the primal need for him to reproduce within Rin. The feeling of completeness, of his soulmate, caused a tear to leave his eye.

In time with the overpowering emotion Rin burst out, "I love you. I love you so much," she wrapped her arms around his chest. She touched Sesshomaru's cheek, watching his the emotions flit across his blood red eyes.

He lowered himself into Rin, pushing himself inside of her, he took her mouth in his, "I love you," thrust, "my heart," a second firm thrust, "become one with me," it was as if the bond was being formed a new, "one soul," he pushed into her, "our soul." He stopped, the feeling so overwhelming he was near losing control, "become one with me," his hips moved at a faster pace, pushing inside her over and over.

"My love," Rin held on as he continued moving inside of her. She lifted her hips to meet his, "oh, my love." She wrapped her legs around his hips. He slid deeper inside of her.

"Mmmh," it was so sweet it was almost painful as his seed fled inside of her, never feeling her love stronger for him in the nine and a half years they had been together than in that moment. He crumpled on top of Rin, struggling to find the words to return the intensity of her love.

She cried softly against his chest as he rolled off her. He pulled Rin to his chest, their legs intertwined, "I love you," she repeated touching his cheek.

"And I you," he held her as if his life depended on it.

Moments passed, the two in each other's arms. "What did you say to me? You said it the night you bonded to me too."

Sesshomaru paused, his mind went back to the words, why are they so important? That he not asked his mother. He had not told Rin, but he finally broke down and asked Gobodo-sama how to couple with Rin to create children without hurting her. His mother didn't fail to humiliate him and make a big deal about him finally asking her. He spent several hours having to listen to her talk about her and his father, then her and Hisato before she finally came down and told him, that Rin's love was powerful enough to calm him, if she could focus it in the moment. "I'm not sure, perhaps it's part of forming the bond between us." He rubbed Rin's back.

She buried her nose into his neck, "we're already bonded, why did you say it again?" Rin scoot her body closer to his.

"I felt something this time, something instinctive," he touched Rin's chin and kissed her lips, "something powerful," he closed his eyes focusing on the feeling, "as if the bond became deeper with this coupling," he laced his fingers around Rin's hand, "I can't describe it. Your love was stronger than the yoki of this Sesshomaru."

Rin smiled, "I really do love you, sometimes it overwhelms me, to feel so strongly for you."

"It was like heaven, something changed, the bond is different," he tried to explore the feeling, he couldn't understand what he was feeling. He was more aware of Rin than he had been before, more secure in their closeness. There was heat and comfort washing through the bond, trust and something else that didn't have a name.

Rin touched the scar over his heart with her hand, "let me feel it."

The feeling bled from him to her, warming her soul from the inside out. They embraced each other on the futon, arms circling waists, legs curled together, "I will never love another as I do you," Sesshomaru muttered in Rin's ears as they both drifted to sleep. His yoki was spent for the evening. Sesshomaru only rose from the futon when Rin shivered against him as the night air became cooler. He removed one of their warmer blankets from a nearing trunk and tugged it over her shoulders. He crawled back into bed with Rin, who instinctively snuggled into his chest. Sesshomaru shuttered his eyes and allowed sleep to come again.

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Guest: Oh you make me blush supremely. I hope you liked this chapter as well.

Therec3iver: Thank you! I had fun writing in the medical stuff and him being like, "what?" It also involved figuring out when some of this stuff was invented. I've asked nurses before how they learn to place IV's. Most of the new medical protocol calls for IV's to be placed in the upper forearm below the elbow because the veins are larger and it's not as hard as in the arms. I have a chronic condition so I tend to be in and out of doctors offices, lots of time to ask questions.