Okay I just got a review that said, "why is this marked complete!" I'm evil I know, because it is finished I'm just juggling a lot right now trying to edit the remaining chapters, so just for Roxxy87, I'm adding this chapter which happens to be my favorite chapter. There will be 12 chapters total so after this one there is three more. I have a bit of editing to do on my final paper and a slide show so if I can get it done in a timely fashion this story will be posted in completion this weekend or next weekend, I have another fanfic I want to start on that isn't going to be started until this one is finished so I don't get distracted.

Yuki snuck into her room. She walked to the far end that connected to Harutoga's room. Haru never used his own room. He always slept in Yuki's bed. She touched the bricks with her fingers. Her claws scraped against the pointing. When a piece came loose, she slid the brick out and took out the bracelet she found in the forest. Who's blood is this? She sniffed it. She had already spent time in the village walking around, smelling everyone she could. She smelled the healer. She sniffed the butcher. She smelled the family that baked and sold sweets. She smelled her father and her uncle knowing they didn't always get along. She went into the forest and found bears and wolves, but that smell didn't match either. She was beginning to get frustrated. You could always show Chichiue…Stupid conscious always trying to make her do the right thing, not like he was that involved with her or Haru anyway these days. Now she spent most of her time with her Obasan and Ojisan. Chichiue was too busy watching over Ka-san which meant Yuki and Haru were left more often to themselves. Yuki sat down on the floor and felt like crying again. Little hands rubbed tired golden eyes. She heard footsteps coming into her room. She wiped her nose. Yuki put the bracelet back in its hiding place.

There was shuffling and loud voices in the hallway.

"You should have sent for me when she collapsed!" That was her father's angry voice. Whoever got on his bad side would be lucky if he didn't impale them.

"I told you already Sesshomaru-sama, I caught her before she hit the ground and brought her into the house to rest. I thought she would be fine by nightfall," that was the healer. He had his own high shrill voice. Yuki thought he sounded like a shrieking squirrel.

"Leave now, your presence is no longer necessary," Chichiue was livid. Yuki peeked her head around the door in time to see her father carrying her mother into their room. She snuck out the door to watch as he lay her down on the bedding. Chichiue loved Kasan. Yuki knew that. She hated when he called her his heart, but Yuki knew that it was because of his great love for her. In snippets she heard about the day she was born. Another uncle whom she never met named Touma held Ka-san in a cave. Her labor pains started, Yuki was there when Haru was born, she knew how babies came from their mothers stomachs. Chichiue died that day, Ka-san still talked about how Ojisan brought him back to life with Tenseiga. Chichiue lost his bond whatever that was to kasan for a time and left her and Yuki alone in Ojisan and Obasan's village. But when he came back, that's when Kasan knew how much she loved him and he loved her. Yuki smiled seeing them together, even if it was with Ka-san sleeping. Yuki needed them to be okay.

Yuki sniffed the air.

"You might as well come in Yuki, I know you are there."

"How do you always know where I am?" Yuki whined stomping into the room, "why does she smell like blood?"

"I'm not sure, I sent for the Miko to look at her." Chichiue's hand was on her mother's forehead.

Yuki sat down in her father's lap, she held her mother's hand. She wiped the sweat from her ka-san's forehead, "why did you go to her room last night?"

"Where did you go last night?" He looked down at Yuki. She didn't like when his eyes looked like that. The slits of his eyes thinned in a knowing way and the outer edges tinged pink. He was mad at her.

"Oji-san told you?" Yuki gulped the air. Oh, Ojisan was going to get it, she would make sure of that.

"No," she felt his nose in her hair, "you smell like the grove and I've found your scent there more often recently. You shouldn't be leaving the garden alone, not with the barrier down, it's not safe. I asked him to help keep an eye on you. He knows how to follow you even if you mask your scent."

"I can take care of myself," Yuki argued back cracking her claws.

She heard a low rumble in his throat. She knew she was in trouble. He gripped her shoulder tightly, "am I going to have to start locking you in your room at night to get you to behave?"

"No," she whimpered.

"Why do you keep going out there?" He insisted.

"Because I can't remember what happened that day," she put her hands on her chin.

"You haven't told me everything about what you remember have you?" Sesshomaru pulled Yuki's face to his, her scent spiked in that moment, the sour smell of a lie crossing her lips.

"No," she shook her head.

"Speak the truth Yuki, look at your ka-san, something in that forest will lead us to who did this to her. Whoever did it to her is responsible for blocking her memories. What haven't you told me?"

"Someone took mine and Haru's clothes in the forest…I was wearing my blue kimono, the one that looks like Ka-san's with a yellow obi," she rubbed her head, "and every time I try to remember what happened after Ka-san told us to run into the forest, this pain comes, right here," she pointed to her left temple, "let me push it back? If I can just push it back with enough yoki. I can almost see it like an orange barrier blocking me form seeing what happened that day!"

"No," he grabbed her shoulders, "no, Yuki. I will not lose you too. Tell me what you can remember, and bare as much of the pain as you can without drawing on your yoki."

Yuki huffed annoyed that her father wouldn't let her try to break it. "Ka-san said the barrier was down. She told Hisato to go help the villagers, there were only a few good fighters there anyway. I put Haru on my back and ran with Ka-san. Haru had shoes on for once, and he was wearing a brown haori. Then everything stops. Haru and I woke up by the river where the boats were. Someone washed my hands. I could smell the soap and my feet were washed. My clothes were different, so were Haru's. I tried smelling my claws but all I smelled was river water and sweet scented soap. There should have been blood and dokkasu. In the village a red one eyed snake tried to wrap around me and Haru. I couldn't slice through it like you taught me it was too big but I scratched it as deep as I could and kept my poison flowing so it wouldn't get us. I was scared Chichiue. You said if the house was ever attacked to mask my scent and not to return until I smelled you. I didn't go look for ka-san. I thought she would be okay even though I smelled her blood. I didn't go because you told me to keep Haru safe! I can't remember anything else," her head collapsed against Sesshomaru's chest.

"Yuki you did what I told you to. You survived, that is good enough. Were you able to find your clothes from before?" He wiped her tears and stroked her soft white hair.

"No…I know I was with Ka-san Chichiue. I'm sure I was. I keep seeing flashes of something in a black cloak leaning over Ka-san, something darker than a shadow. You said blood can last for months or even years as long as it isn't washed away by water and dokkasu can last for a few days. I should have been able to find the one eye's blood on my hands when I woke up."

"So you do listen to some of what I say. Yuki, close your eyes, do you see the face of the one leaning over Ka-san?" Sesshomaru hugged Yuki to his chest over her shoulders. "Close your eyes, try to see it."

Yuki closed her eyes. "Ow," the pain came as soon as she tried to access the memory.

"Bare it," Chichiue encouraged Yuki. He massaged her tiny temple with his fingers. "Do you see a face? Hands, feet, a smell?"

Yuki shook her head, "no, I'm sorry Chichiue. I know I was there." Her brain screamed at her to show him the bracelet, but she wasn't ready to. This was the most attention she had in two weeks from him.

"You have helped me find one answer Yuki," he turned his daughter's face to him, "someone was in the forest with Ka-san and whoever that is, is the one that suppressed her memories with a spell and yours. Nothing else accounts for the nightmares she had."

"Obasan said she couldn't sense anything," Yuki countered. "How can it be a spell of Obasan can't sense it?"

"Not all spells leave a trace for a Miko to find," he touched her mother's forehead and smoothed the hair from her face, "whatever spell has been cast on your mother, was done with the knowledge that she has a close relationship with a miko, it was done knowing who I am and when I find out who has done this to her, they will die by the hand of this Sesshomaru."

Sesshomaru sent Yuki to find Harutoga and go to dinner. He attempted to remember to praise her for remembering what she did, and remind her it wasn't her fault that her mother was the way she was. He had half a mind to go to Bukoseno, how did Chichiue access my memories? Is it possible I could access Yuki's? Sesshomaru promised Yuki he would come soon. Rin remained asleep, wrapped in a cotton blanket that reminded him of the ocean on top of a silver sheet that accented her slender body. Sesshomaru took the moment to open himself to their bond. She felt different, calmer, comforted. Her fear was dissipating. Sesshomaru stroked Rin's hair out of her face. "You must be so tired, my heart," he whispered to her, "nightmares for weeks on end, upset stomachs. All this because someone is trying to keep us apart. If they only knew," he touched her stomach lightly, "is there a child growing in here? Would you have told me that you were pregnant if you had not been attacked when I came home?"

"Is it possible?" He heard a voice from the hallway.

"Come in Miko, yes…we tried once," it felt like betrayal, speaking of their intimate affairs to someone else. "Can you tell?" His eyes arched at Kagome.

"I can try. I mean short of a pregnancy test I'm not sure what I can do. I delivered plenty of babies with Kaede and Sango but, we don't really do prenatal care." Kagome ambled to Rin's side and pulled the blanket down.

Pregnancy test? Prenatal care? He shook his head, inventions from her time.

"I just need to see if she is still bleeding."

"She isn't," Sesshomaru yanked Kagome's hand with more force than necessary from Rin's kimono.

Kagome folded her arms, "that hurt," she rubbed her wrist. "How do you know she isn't still bleeding?"

"I don't smell fresh blood anymore." He moved to sit next to Rin's head, Sesshomaru put Rin's head in his lap. She made no move to wake.

"You look tired O-ni-sama," Kagome commented, "is it the drained yoki?"

"Is she pregnant?" He changed the subject. His body was suffering the lost strength but it would come back, and if needed he would draw on energy from Bakusaiga to compensate.

"Are you going to let me take down her undergarments and remove her kimono from her waist so I can check?" Kagome's voice dripped with sarcasm and annoyance. She moved the cover down again.

"How will you check?" He continued stroking Rin's hair.

"By feeling her lower stomach below the belly button. Hanyou babies grow the most after the third month, do you know when, I'm sorry I know this is a personal question, but I know what you have to do in order to conceive a child. Inuyasha kinda has to do something similar. Do you know when that coupling happened? How long ago was it?"

"Two months ago, maybe more," he refused to look at her when he answered that question. "You may proceed." His fingers trailed across Rin's brow wiping away newly beading sweat.

"Thank you, your highness," Kagome brought the sheet down to Rin's legs.

Rin began to shift in her sleep, her voice cried out. Sesshomaru placed his index and middle fingers on either side of her head against her temples. He bent his forehead down to hers, taking in her breath, their chests moved together.

"What are you doing?" Kagome's voice was too loud, she shivered, clearly sensing a rise in Sesshomaru's yoki.

"Quiet," Sesshomaru hissed, "she's waking up, I'm lulling her into a dream-trance. Your examination will be invasive for her." He continued breathing in with Rin's breath, his yoki threaded from one hand to the other weaving into Rin's mind, her eyes flickered for a moment, he bent over and pulled her mouth to his, "sleep," he whispered, he kissed her steadily as he traced her cheek with his fingers. "Finish quickly."

"Help me get her obi loose," Kagome instructed him, "it covers too much of her stomach."

Sesshomaru lifted Rin up, cradling her head against his arm. Kagome reached around Rin's waist and untied the back of her obi. Kagome unwrapped it quickly keeping noise to a minimum. Once it was free she opened the inner kimono. Sesshomaru laid Rin back down onto the bed. Kagome was careful to only open the bottom of Rin's kimono. Sesshomaru looked at Rin's stomach. He had been gone too long. He felt like he should have been able to tell. Her upper stomach was still rippled with muscles. Kagome used the palm of her hand to circle the area beneath Rin's belly button. The Miko closed her eyes and pressed down softly. Rin groaned in her sleep her eyes fluttered. As soon as they opened Sesshomaru lowered his neck to tenderly kiss her mouth.

"Do I even want to know what you are doing?" Kagome could sense something that made her skin crawl when Sesshomaru put his fingers on either side of Rin's head.

"Giving her good dreams," he ran his nose across Rin's face. "Hurry up."

Kagome sat back up from running her hands along Rin's lower abdomen and bit her lip, "I'm not sure. I think I felt the womb a little bit above the pubic bone, here." She pointed to a spot just inches below Rin's navel.

"Pubic? You have strange inventions in your world," he rolled his eyes.

"It's the name of the bone down here," she pointed to a firm area low on Rin's waist, "I'm not sure though, it hasn't risen enough over the bone to tell. If I were to factor in the sickness, the bleeding just now and that you actively tried, I would say that it's very possible she is pregnant right now, Sesshomaru…what are you going to do?"

"Nothing," he lay Rin's head back down, "leave us."

"But…"

"Leave us," he repeated himself, he hated doing that, if it had been Inuyasha he would have thrown him out with some poison to the face for good measure. As soon as the door shut, he decided that tonight he would stay with Rin. He wouldn't lie with her this night but there were other ways to remind her of him, and as long as he controlled the dream whatever had been taking over her dreams at night, would not be able to. He kissed Rin's lips firmly, "my heart," he touched her lower stomach, "did we succeed? Most Inu-yokai don't do what I have done. There can be centuries in between offspring. Perhaps father would have more children with Izayoi if he hadn't died the day Inuyasha was born. You know I can deny you nothing that is within my reach." He lay down on the other side of Rin, "tonight I will remind you of the day I first fell in love with you. You were sixteen, you didn't even know what your actions did to me. You didn't even know you had been telling me with your scent since you were fourteen that you yearned for the affection of this Sesshomaru," he traced her heart over her breasts with his hand, "you slew an ogre by yourself. You took his head off. I felt so much pride because you were my human," he turned her face to him. He kissed her slack lips, "you were so attractive in that small kimono you wore, with your hair tied off your face, then I looked on as you bathed. You still have the most beautiful body I have ever seen, strong, brave. In that moment you brought out the need to bond you. I knew what I wanted then, I loved you then, no longer like a daughter, but as a woman." He stroked her hair and traced her jawbone, he nuzzled her nose, "my heart, come back to me. Come back," he folded his body into Rin's and held her tightly to his chest, he placed his hand on Rin's face and broke the spell. "I know deep down you are still there, come back to this Sesshomaru."

Rin's POV

She woke up to warm breath on her neck and a striped arm around her waist. It was still late in the night, she saw the moon shining in through the window. For a moment her heart lurched in fear. She bolted upright so suddenly she nearly fell out of the bed. Once she saw who was in bed with her, she felt a calm wash over her like a gentle breeze. She hadn't seen him sleep before. In the past when Sesshomaru was outside by the tree he was always awake. She pushed his silver hair away from his face, and crossed her legs to look at him. In the beginning all she did was dream terrifying nightmares about him. From the time she was asleep, and woke the first time, it was nothing but nightmares of him tearing her to pieces, violating and beating her. Now she knew that his hands were gentle. She took the hand that was draped against the covers. This time she was careful with the claws recalling his warning. Her fingers danced along the tips of his fingers. She traced the tips of his claws.

He woke up looking confused, one hand hit his head, "dammit," he muttered, "did I scare you?"

"No," she answered him, continuing to examine his hand.

Sesshomaru pulled himself up. He looked out the window, "they fell asleep on their own tonight," he stood up and walked towards the door.

She reached her hand out and took his, "stay?"

He turned to face her, he brushed her cheek with his freehand, "are you no longer afraid of me?"

She shook her head and walked towards him. She touched his face the same way he did hers. She looked out at the stars and smiled. She pulled Sesshomaru behind her and leaned into his chest, she closed her eyes, enjoying his warmth. "Why?" Her voice hitched and she felt pain in her skull again. She touched her head.

He kissed her temple, "don't push yourself." Sesshomaru removed her hand from her head.

She turned around to face him. She pushed the material of his haori away from his chest. Her nose found the crevice between his pecs, she lost herself in his smell, "home," her lips brushed against his skin, "I want to go home. Where is my home?"

"Here, with me," he whispered in her ears. His lips swept against her ear. He removed the hair from her neck, feathering his fingers through her hair, then ran his hand up her arm, and pressed his lips into her neck.

She shook her head, not removing it from the warm skin of his chest, "No memories. I…" Her hand found his chest again, "why are you the only thing that I recognize? I don't know who you are?"

"I think you feel who I am to you," he brought her hand up to the scar that marred his heart, "you feel this. I wasn't sure if a human would feel it, but perhaps you do."

"What is it," her lips were near the scar, her slender fingers traced the jagged lines.

"Are you sure you are ready to hear the truth?" He lift her chin to take in her eyes, they still seemed dull, her eyes racoon like with black rings around them.

"Could the truth be any scarier than nightmares in the dark?" She wrapped her arms through the material of his haori and held herself flush against his chest. "I'm tired of being scared. Take me there," she pointed at the heavens.

"Where?" His voice was low, primal next to her ear.

"To the moon," she answered, "to the stars."

"Even I can't fly that high," he sighed, turned her around and hooked his arm around her waist, "I'll take you to the sky." He looked into the darkened night, the stars gleaming down on them. He slowly rose into the air, pulling her body close to his. He heard her pulse increase the higher they flew. He hefted her up, so her cheek was next to his. He held her left hand in his right, and pressed her back into his chest. Her eyes widened, the ground below got smaller, she turned in his arms and buried her eyes in his neck. He soared higher, until she felt wind against her arms, "look," he told her. He folded his legs underneath him like he was sitting and pulled her into his lap. "I have you, you won't fall." His voice was low, next to her ear, and full of an emotion she couldn't define.

She moved her head from his neck and looked into the sky. They were floating near the wisps of a cloud, she could barely see the ground below. There was green of trees, and tracks of water, her eyes took it all in. His legs were bent slightly up. She maneuvered herself until she was straddling his waiting lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck. She felt something warm slither around her back. His mokomoko now looped around them both. She touched the scar on his chest again, "tell me what it is, why do you feel like my home?"

"I am your home," he muttered next to her ear, "you are her, the one I've told you about."

"Your wife?" She was confused.

"If you must call it that. You are the mother of my children, the love of my life, the reason I have what I do. You are my heart, this scar is my reminder, a symbol of my bond to you." He cupped her chin, he licked his lips, he rested his forehead against hers, "do you understand now?"

"Bond?" The word sounded strangely familiar. She touched the mark again, moving the rumpled edges of his haori out of her way.

"Your soul is connected to mine," he held the hand that stroked his chest, "here," he touched the mark on his chest.

"How did we meet?" Her breath was against his neck again.

"When you were a child. You were eight, you found me injured in the forest near your home," he continued telling her as much about her life as he could, the days he visited her when she was in Kaede's village, the time she was lured away by snake demons, "you tried to tell me about that when the bear attacked you in the forest. Your back was hurt, you collapsed on a rockface, you were surrounded by thieves. I came to your aid and I knew then that I loved you."

She began rubbing her head in circles, she buried her face in his shoulder, "wh…wh…why? D…d…di…did," she clenched her teeth, "make it stop." Her voice began to brake.

"Shh," he comforted her. Sesshomaru rubbed her back. He ran his hands up her body and into her hair by her neck. He pressed his lips to her sensitive skin, "let it pass."

"I want to remember you," she met his eyes, there was something else in his eyes now, something hungry looking back at her. She felt something hard between her legs.

"I know," he replied to her almost sadly.

"Can we stay like this?" She leaned her head against his shoulder, she kissed his exposed neck, "just for a little longer?"

"If you wish," he leaned back slightly against his mokomoko, so she could rest against his chest. He pulled his haori open completely untucking it so she could rest against his skin.

Sesshomaru dared not move. It was the first time she was able to truly speak to him, to ask him questions that were not laced in fear. Her body was tender against his, unafraid and unshaking. There was a hint of light in her eyes he had not seen in a month. While she breathed against his chest, his mind wandered to who would benefit from driving them apart. Who would want to take his sweet Rin from him. This wasn't the first time she had been targeted. It had happened often as a child, it happened when she pregnant with Yuki, now it was happening again. Someone would have something to gain by breaking them apart, but whoever it was, must not have known about their bond, or perhaps they thought because it was one way that they could erase it. She felt the consequences of the bond as well, she felt the connection to him, it was why she felt like he was her home.

Sesshomaru kept one hand around her waist, stroking the small of her back. The other held her wandering hand. She spent time tracing the scar on his chest. She ran her finger across his chest, down his stomach. Rin had always been intrigued by his defined abdomen. Her forehead rest against the side of his chin. They didn't speak further.

After an hour, he knew they needed to return. Sesshomaru began his descent slowly, saying nothing to her. He continued to stroke her hair. She lift her head up when the momentum began. Rin's hand went to his cheek, followed by her lips on his. You are weak, Sesshomaru, he told himself as he returned the pressure. He should not be doing this. He already felt himself aroused. The way her hips were pressed against his, the way her thighs were gripping his legs. If she wasn't careful, he may lose all of his resolve and take her to their bed and lose himself inside of her. They said good bye to the wisps of clouds. He wrapped his arms around her waist and lowered his legs so that she was flush against him. He twirled slowly as they landed in the garden near the door. "Come inside with me?" Her voice was husky, intense.

He knew that sound in her voice, he wondered if she knew it too. Did she know that he could smell the heat rising between her legs. The distinctive sweet smell that called to his animalistic nature? If his Rin had been there, it would be only moments before they were lost in touches and caresses. He shook his head, refusing to release her hands.

"Why do I want something more from you?" He felt her tongue trace the line on his chest.

It was an innocent question, an innocent action. He felt the fire shoot up from his stomach, and a low growl against his wishes escaped his lips, "some things we should not be doing."

"What things?" She traced the line of his collar bone with her lips, blood fled to his loins when she nipped at his neck.

He took her hands from his shoulders and pushed them down. Sesshomaru took an agonizing step backwards. "Not tonight."

"Why?"

"Because you don't know who you are, or what you ask for," he cupped her chin and allowed himself to taste the fire of her lips again.

"What am I asking for?" Her eyes were dilating in desire. Her voice was needy, her pulse waiting for him, "a fire burns inside of me."

I am an idiot. He told himself, let go of her hands, walk away. Her smell…it calls me, it begs me. Breathing was instantly difficult for him. It would be like bedding a virgin, only he wouldn't have to worry about a physical barrier causing her pain, except even virgins understood what happened between men and women. This Rin most likely had no idea. Her smell is hypnotic. The downside of being an inu-yokai, he thought ruefully, he was a slave to his carnal urges. He took her hand, intending on tucking her into bed and walking out before he took what was left of his clothes off and did something he might regret. But, he wondered as they entered the hushed shadowy walls of what used to be their bedroom, what if I did? Would it be so bad?

"Please," she pulled herself to his chest again, "stay with me."

It was like she was in heat, the way she smelled, he felt his eyes reddening around the edges with desire. "Do you know what you ask of me?"

She shook her head and pursed her lips, "sit down on the bed," he walked with Rin until she was next to him, she needed to at least understand before he became unhinged, "do you remember what happens between men and women?"

She shook her head again.

He took her hand in his, idiot, he told himself once, and ran it over his tight erection. "My heat," he coughed uncomfortably as her hand snaked between the fabric of his hakama, and the skin of his abdomen, she found what lay beneath, her fingers danced along his member. He lifted himself up with his hands, trying to decide at last if he should leave the room, "my heat, combines with yours, where, uh," he took her hand out of his hakama, "where you feel your heat. That is what you are asking me."

"Does it hurt?" Her voice purred in his ears. "Have we done it before?"

"Many times since you were seventeen, it wouldn't be right for it to happen now," he touched her cheek, "not when you don't remember me."

"If I want to?" She moved closer to him. She pulled the haori from his shoulder, "please? You are the only thing that feels familiar to me, let me have this too…it's like being in a dream and everyone else knows what's going on but me."

"You wish me to do this, to give you pleasant memories?" He brushed her neck with his nose.

"Will it hurt?" Her eyes were full of want.

"No, you will like how it feels," he stroked her cheek.

"Please?" She kissed his mouth, he couldn't stop himself from returning it.

Idiot, supreme Idiot-sama, his body was tense with arousal, with need and her scent was intoxicating like a drug taking over his rational senses, "on one condition," he bent over and kissed the pulse of her neck with his lips, her skin was burning. "You will tell me if you want me to stop, if you become scared, or if I am hurting you."

She nodded her head, and straddled his lap. "What is it called?" Her hips grated into his.

She was so innocent, so unknown, even though she sat in the body of the woman he loved. This Rin had no clue. He stroked her hair away from her eyes, "many things, making love, sex, mating…perhaps making love is the easiest to remember, it feels complete when you are with the one you love, like your souls intertwine."

"Do you love me? Or do you love me because I am her?" Her hips steadily rotated against Sesshomaru's.

Such a pure spirit like this, no memory, no idea what was about to happen, but her eyes, they needed to be loved. She craved feeling needed, special. He took the nape of her neck and brought her lips to his, living in the one long luxurious kiss he gave her, "I love you both. I loved her for her strength of heart, her humor, the way she never feared me. I love you for the sweetness of your heart, the creativity of your hands and the trust that you have put in me."

Get up and leave…his brain kept screaming at him, but perhaps if he just relieved the heat between her legs. She would not call to him so, he didn't have to enter her all the way that way. He could do it with his fingers or with his tongue. Sesshomaru untied the obi from behind her back. He threw the green sash to the side of the room. Rin rocked against his hips, back and forth, brushing against his member, causing him to groan. He opened her kimono, exposing taught nipples. He ran his mouth over her neck, smelled the desire on her skin on her chest, and closed one of his hands over her left breast, causing her to shudder. "It burns," she rubbed herself against his lap.

The hand cupped around her breast, lead it to his mouth. He suckled her nipple until it was red and pointed. He cupped the other and ran his tongue around the areola. It was too late to turn back now, he rest his forehead in the strath of her breasts holding one in each hand, breathing in pleasure as she continued to rock up and down against him. His control was shot, his need was taking over. He licked her collar bone, and softly clamped down on her skin. He pulled her kimono completely off her shoulders, and untied the strings that were around her undergarments. His other hand pulled Rin's lips to his own. He closed his eyes drawing on his yoki to control himself, his Rin had long ago become accustomed to his rougher touches, this one, had not felt it, would be scared by it. He wanted to give her what she asked for, good memories, something to hold onto, something to anchor herself to. At the end of it, memories or no, she was his heart, and he would wait until the end of her days for her memories to come back.

"Please," she simpered in his ear, "it burns."

"Lay down," he instructed her. As she did he shirked off his haori, and removed his obi, he let his hikama, fall to his ankles and stepped out of them before joining Rin on the bed. You shouldn't be doing this. It's wrong. He told himself over and over. Yet he found himself naked against her side, running his nose over her neck, lowering his lips to her breasts, tracing the line of muscle down her stomach, circling her navel and stopping when it came to her center. "Open your legs," my heart. He felt her hands in his hair. He guided her legs where he wanted them and settled his face chin resting on the small mound on her stomach. Is there a child in here? He kissed where he thought their child would be and lowered his mouth to her womanhood, he traced it with his lips, before he parted the petals, and kissed the sweet nectar. Her back arched and a, "mmm," fled her mouth.

Sesshomaru closed his eyes. His chest heated, he opened his bond to Rin. Find her love for you, Hinatamaru's words rung in his ears. Tentatively he reached out to her with his yoki as he did when he first bonded her. He was met with heat, desire, and behind that he felt the familiar completion of his soul.

"Is that our bond?" She asked him, "I feel something." He felt the warmth meet his yoki like it was dancing in a lovers waltz.

Sesshomaru smiled, I should have tried this with my Rin. It did calm him, feeling her love for him. He let two of his fingers find their way inside of her. He ran the tips of his fingers on the roof of her honey silk cavern. She lowered her hips on top of his fingers, groaning. My heart, was all he could think of, come back to me, please. He ran his thumb over her clit slowly waiting to feel it grow against him. He lift his face back up to her and kissed her lips. She wrapped her hands around his chest. His lips were fire against hers, he was as desperate as she was, "are you okay," he panted in her ear.

"Yes," she gasped, "mmmh…oh…"

"Just wait, it gets better," he allowed himself to smile. He knew when her hips started rising instinctively and bucking against his hand, she was almost there. The muscles around his fingers inside of her wetness were tight, ready to erupt in a symphony of orgasm. He thumbed her clit until it was like a rock. She held her spread legs by the knees, oscillating them against the pressure of his hand. She's almost there. He rose over her legs and settled between her legs. He took her hand and lowered it to his member, "do you understand what I am about to do?"

"I think so," there was no fear in her voice, in that moment she started shivering, not in fear, but in arousal, his fingers felt warm liquid fall over them.

"Ready?" His hands gripped at the sheets puncturing holes into them.

"Yes," her hands wrapped around his chest and found his hips, enticing him closer.

He nodded his head and positioned himself over her, "guide me in." Her hand brought his thighs closer to her, she ran his erection up her sensitive skin, gasping as she did then down, stopping right at her throbbing center. He responded by pushing his hips into her thighs, in one slow fluid motion, allowing her to envelope him further with each thrust of her hips. She was moist and tight, pulsating against him, her breasts heaved against his stomach. He lowered his elbows on either side of her face, with each rhythmic lift of her hips he buried himself deeper. Sesshomaru increased the flow of yoki into their bond, so sweet it was almost painful, it was near the level it took to create a child that caused him to lose his mind. Her hands tensed on his shoulders,

"Alright?" Sesshomaru searched her face for discomfort.

"Sesshomaru?"

"Mmh?" He gave her a moment to register what had just happened as he was flush against her core. He was lost in her heat washing over him. Not moving took effort, holding back from bursting was near painful.

"Sesshomaru look at me?" She reached out to his face grasping his cheeks to make sure she had his eyes, "I can't stay long. Go back to the grove, the answers are there. Yuki was there, so was Haru. They tried to fight him. I didn't see his face. He took me from behind I only got a few hits off before the blood loss made me faint. Harutoga saw what he put on my forehead. He drew something. Yuki knows who it is, promise me you'll find me, use your yoki like tonight, promise me you'll find me again?"

He stopped moving his hips. He stared in disbelief. His heart stopped beating. This wasn't the Rin that had spent the last four weeks terrified of him. The pitch in the voice wasn't hers, not the one who shook at the slightest noise. The confidence radiating from her skin was that of his Rin. He couldn't speak. She held his face in her hands, "I love you."

"Rin?"

"I can't stay, I'm sorry, he's coming for me even now," something in her eyes was changing. "I'm sorry, I have to go now. Your yoki is overpowering the spell. Find me again."

"No, Rin," he held her shoulders. She was already gone, and the other Rin was back. He pulled out of her. His passion gone, she had already climaxed, "are you okay?" He asked her. I need to leave this room…I need to go back to the grove.

"Yes," the other Rin said to him and turned onto her side, "thank you."

He shook his head. He had to finish this right. The blood had already gone from his loins back to his head. He curled around this other Rin. He covered her with a blanket and waited for sleep to overtake her. He could smell sunrise before it came. It would come soon. The dreams only came at night. They never came during the day. He looked out to the sakura tree. The children were missing. He cursed himself for being an idiot. She was there and gone in moments before he could even reach her and find out who had attacked her. The answers were there. He had been there so many times. He held this other Rin and caressed her soft shoulders. She was so helpless. She just wanted something good to think about when she dreamed. Her head dropped and he heard the soft sounds of sleep.

"I will find you again, my heart," he sat up and put his clothes back on, grabbed his swords and tied them to his waist.

Yuki would have been masking her scent…they had just practiced not being so careless with her dokkasu. That would explain why I found no traces of her poison, but dokkasu is a family trait, no other Inu-yokai have it. It came from father's side, Hisato would not have been able to tell the difference between Yuki's and mulching foliage and by the time I went there myself the rains would have washed away the traces of her poison.

He flew out of his room to the guest room and pounded down Inuyasha's door, "kami what?" Inuyasha came to the door, rubbing his eyes.

"Get Tetsusaiga, come with me," he ordered him, he gave Inuyasha enough time to grab his katana and haori before Sesshomaru grabbed him by the arm. Sesshomaru flew with Inuyasha kicking and yelling out the window of the dining room. High into the air and then towards the grove. When he landed he dropped Inuyasha on the forest floor.

"What the hell is this about?" Inuyasha wreaked of aggravation.

"She told me to come back here, I need your help. Look for signs Yuki was here, besides her smell, she's been coming without my permission, look for signs of a smaller whip, claw marks. They were here, she told me they were here," Sesshomaru needed to breathe.

"You know I can smell what you two were doing," Inuyasha gave his brother a look that was completely incredulous, and accusatory.

"It was Rin, my Rin, she said that the answers were here," he knelt down and looked at the bases of the trees. Nothing looked different, "what was she trying to tell me, what answers are here?"

"There," Inuyasha pointed at one of the trees, he jumped to the bottom of the piscea, "someone filled in the gashes with clay and herbs to make it look like the tree hadn't been effected. Recognize the smell of this, don't get too close," the powder had a green tint to it.

Sesshomaru joined him, "those are from Yuki, here you can see where the side of them was rotted from Dokkasu. That's the same powder Rin uses to render Yokai blind and deaden their smell," Sesshomaru looked around, "look there are more," he walked to the boulder in the middle of the grove, "Yuki landed on this," he brushed aside the clay and herbs that filled in the claw marks, "these are from her toe claws."

"Sesshomaru, over here!" Inuyasha called, there was another tree that had been filled in to trick them. "Look, the same small claw marks. That means whoever it was bested Yuki and Harutoga."

"And knew where one of our escape routes was," Sesshomaru added, "someone close to us."

"Hisato?" Inuyasha suggested.

"He isn't smart enough for something like this," Sesshomaru flew back into the air, "take your Miko, tell her to guard Rin, if anything comes in that room, kill it. Anyone! I don't care who they are."

Damn Yuki and wandering off. He went back to the garden, her scent was masked but as usual the foolish child left broken branches and couldn't cover Harutoga's tracks to save her life. He followed the trail around the house, through the field of daisies until he came to Aun's field. Aun was gone, Yuki couldn't mask the two headed dragon's smell, he went westward. Sesshomaru flew into the air and followed the smell of Aun, cursing out loud for all to hear, she was going to get it this time, he had yet to ever raise his hand to her, but it was going to happen.

Thank you for the reviews! AHHH cliffhanger, that's why I didn't want to post this chapter yet until I could get the remaining ones up but as it is you will all have to wait and see what happens.

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RinnyoneI'm guessing you loved this chapter because of how close they became after their flight into the sky.

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