[A/N] Woop Woop! Bring the heat! So far no Kudos! Thanks to for noticing that terrible typo last chappi. Lol. Enjoy!
Ningen Impossibilities
Chapter Nine
Rin moved deftly avoiding branches as she ran through the trees. Kia was not far behind. The young princess had never inspired fear in Rin, but to say she was anything besides deadly, would be a mistake. They were nearing a clearing and Rin decided they were far enough to fight without attracting attention. She stopped and swung around facing the distraught water-youkai. "Kia." She called.
The female burst from the tree line heading straight for Rin. An especially long stream of water was collecting as Kia let her hand skim the snow covered ground. "You traitor!" She was immediately in front of Rin, thrusting the water toward her chest.
Rin had learned the hard way, that there was no deflecting a water based attack. She turned her body toward the left and shoved her shoulder into Kia. A hand was coming for Rin's throat and the ward barely had enough time to deflect it. Rin locked their fingers together, glad that she had the natural strength of a youkai, and pulled Kia into her, trying to throw her off balance. Kia slid her heel into the snow and thrust her hands out pushing Rin almost ten feet. Rin let herself fall on her back to avoid the stream aimed for her head. As she suspected, Kia ran toward her and Rin rolled herself to her hands and swung her legs in a wide circle, catching the princess in her cheek with both feet. Kia turned and unleashed a low kick, knocking Rin's hands from under her. The changeling fell on her face and popped her head up to see Kia had fallen on her ass. Rin huffed and pulled herself to her knees while Kia nursed her cheeks, blood leaking out the corner of her mouth. "Tell me what you are talking about, and I swear," She looked into the dark blue pupiless eyes of her friend. "I swear, I will tell you all I know."
Kia looked down at the ground. When she looked back up there were tears leaking. "How could you do that to me? How could you take the only thing I have ever wanted so much?" Rin remained quiet and Kia grew angry again. "You try to seduce Ishan even though you know I love him! First you blackmail him with our affair and then you try to take him from me! If you knew we were having an affair, why would you take him from me Rin? I thought you cared about me?"
Rin narrowed her eyes. "I have never tried to seduce Ishan. Never. And what affair are you speaking of? Kia, you are not even of age yet! You cannot have an affair, least of all with Ishan! Even his mother speaks of all the women that go through his chamber doors."
The princess was up again charging for Rin. "Liar!"
A well placed kick to the chest knocked Kia back to the snow covered ground. "I speak the truth! Ishan does not love you Kia! He has tried multiple times to court me!"
Kia was shoving random bursts of water at Rin, who maneuvered smoothly. "You lie, you lie! Ishan would never lie to me! He loves me! I thought you were my friend!"
Rin jumped forward and kicked Kia in the joint of her elbow, breaking the arm with an audible crack. The princess barely uttered a sound. Rin grabbed her other wrist. "I am telling the truth Kia! He even," She hesitated, embarrassed to her core. "he kissed me! The day he came back from his travels. I didn't want him to, I didn't know he would! But Ishan Sashine does not love you Kia, leave him alone! He will only hurt you." Rin tried to plead with her friend.
Kia stopped struggling with Rin. "And how would you know, huh?" She asked mockingly. "You think I don't know, Rin? Everyone knows who hurt you!" Rin shrank back like she had been slapped in the face. "Oh yes, you give advice but you don't follow it! Why don't you leave him alone Rin? Everyone can see Rin, you're just the sad little ningen that fell in love with Sesshoumaru-sama." She said the name mockingly.
Rin stood suddenly backing away from Kia. Right now she could kill her for what she had said. "You know nothing." She was barely able to spit out.
"I wonder what you did to become like this." She waved her hand to Rin. "You're still not youkai. I bet you would give your soul to become one. Do you think that will give you a chance with him?" Kia laughed. "Just leave him alone Rin, he will only hurt you." She sneered.
"Do you think ridiculing me will make Ishan love you anymore?" Rin bit back.
"You're just jealous!" Kia launched to her feet. "You know that cold bastard will never love you so you try to take Ishan from me!"
"Believe what you want fool! But you will see all he ever wanted was to see you beneath him! I may be ignorant to intimacy, but I am not ignorant to manipulation, you are!"
Kia opened her mouth to retort when they both snapped their heads to the side. Sesshoumaru was there crouched in a branch. Kia cursed and ran to the cliff before she jumped she turned back to Rin. "You will see, ningen, that all he could ever want you for is to be under him." She leapt and hit the water soundlessly and Rin was left with her words resounding in her ears. Rin felt humiliated, she had no idea how long her Lord had been there. She hadn't smelled him or sensed him at all. The two had only seen him because the wind blew his scent their way. She knew what she must look like, her kimono sopping from rolling in snow, her hair a terrible mess and several little cuts she could feel healing as she stood there. She took the long elaborately tasseled pins out and her hair fell. Something was building in her chest as she stared at her wet feet. She had just lost her best friend, the one she had known since she had arrived in the Western Palace. They had shared everything with each other and now they were no more. Over what? Over who, Ishan? Kia had even said he was the one to feed her those lies. Rin wanted to kill him, but she knew she couldn't. Not only would that bring war, but she couldn't do that to Yosai or Suzari, not after they had accepted her in their home.
It was in her throat now, it had risen from her chest and was threatening to spill out of her. Deep inside, she knew what Kia said was right. She had been elated to know that she wasn't ningen anymore. A glimmer of hope had opened in her somewhere. A thought that maybe things would be different now, and she was ashamed to have it thrown in her face. Was it so obvious? Every morning she woke scared that it had been a dream and she was human again, doomed to live but a fraction of the life she wanted. Doomed to grow old and watch her Lord stay in his immortal beauty. It was spilling over now and Rin knew what it was threatening to come out. Tears, sobs, wails of sorrow. She couldn't, she wouldn't, not in front of her Lord. She could not count how many times she had ever cried in front of him because she didn't remember any. Not when he was banishing her, not when she was in pain, not when she was dying. She may have cried over him, or near him, but never in front of him. But now she could see them hitting the snow, the tears, and she tightened her grip in an effort to stop the flow. But all that succeeded in doing was spilling blood from her palms to pool on the pristine white below. Her legs were threatening to give out, but she refused. She couldn't fall to her knees. She couldn't be weak. She had to be strong, fearless, immaculate, flawless, perfect. But her body was shaking now and she knew if she took one more breath it would all come pouring out. The pressure was building up and she grit her teeth in the effort. She had never, in all her life, ever tried this hard to not cry, but she was failing. And then the ground was moving up to meet her face but something warm wrapped around her.
Sesshoumaru held her close. He didn't know why he had stayed in the branch, just watching her. He was at a loss of what to do, but an overwhelming urge to protect her, to comfort her had made him move when she was falling. Rin was always strong and now in his arms, her chest heaving as she cried harder than he had ever seen any being, she was vulnerable and delicate. He wrapped his arms tighter around her and sank into the snow. She was so small to him as she cried, sitting in his lap, her bloody hands clenching the front of his hoari. He understood her sorrow. Rin and Kia had been introduced on purpose. Kian had been spending time in the West and his daughter was extremely young. Rin needed another female to relate with and help her cope, so Sesshoumaru allowed the princess to teach Rin to swim. He had watched their friendship bloom and now he had just seen it crumble to nothing. A replay of Rin's face flashed in his mind. As Kia had yelled those things her perfect face of concern had crumbled to shock, then pain, and finally a mix of pain and rage.
The accusations were ringing in his head as Rin shook in his arms. Kia accused Rin of being in love with him. He didn't know what to think about that, but he remembered what Rin had said that night in his garden. She had said he was, 'the one Rin lives for, the only thing Rin loves.' He had taken it for being a conspiracy against him but somewhere he knew it was true. There was nothing he could do about it. What the princess said was true, he could never love her. But right now he simply needed to comfort his ward. She was his charge. She was his.
Rin opened her eyes slowly. She was in a large room and somewhere nearby was Sesshoumaru, she could smell him. The sun was bright but the dark curtains were drawn. Rin could hear birds and the wind. She sat up and looked around, she was in a huge bed high off the floor of an even bigger room, one she recognized as her Lord's. That was why she smelled him so strongly, but he was nowhere to be found. She lowered her face to the place next to her. Her Lord had been laying there earlier, but must have left some time ago. She lowered herself to the floor and walked around to the personal garden. It was covered in a thick blanket of fresh snow and there sitting on the edge of a frozen fountain was her Lord, reading the same worn looking scroll as before. Rin looked down, she had been changed to a simple white robe. It was decent enough. As soon as she walked into the garden the temperature hit her and the wind swept her hair behind her.
Sesshoumaru glanced up at her."You still cannot withstand bare contact with extreme temperatures Rin. Go back inside."
As much as it sounded like a suggestion, Rin knew it was an order. She turned and headed back for his room, in the hall she called to him. "My Lord, am I to go about my daily chores?"
"Stay in my chamber." He said not even looking up.
Rin dried her feet and climbed back into the large bed covered in his scent. She heard him whistle and knew he was calling the maids. Only a moment later Jaken entered pushing a cart larger than himself, full of food. Without a word Jaken left and a minute later Sesshoumaru entered. He put the scroll away and sat in a chair across from Rin. He motioned for her to eat. Rin was ravenous, but controlled herself so she wouldn't soil his sheets. She was chewing on some egg before she mentally smacked herself. "My Lord? Do you wish to eat with me?"
Sesshoumaru was silent a moment before saying "No." He had every intention of questioning her about the other night. Instead of going back to Nanjo's palace he had simply run back to the West. He was a little worried when Rin had continued to sleep but decided to wait longer before calling a physician.
Rin's belly was full but she saw a delightful little pastry. It was sweet bread smothered in a light brown sugar glaze. She stood and picked up the little pastry and presented it to her Lord. Sesshoumaru looked from her to the pastry and didn't seem like he would accept it. "It is good my Lord." She bit a piece and offered it to him again. Slowly Sesshoumaru bit a piece off and Rin smiled. He allowed himself to be fed the rest of it and Rin brushed a crumb off his lips. She moved to step backward but Sesshoumaru caught her wrist and yanked her toward him. She caught herself on the wall behind him to keep from crashing into him.
"Are you in love with me?" He asked simply. His voice coming out harsher than meant.
Rin's eyes dropped and her cheeks flooded. Still she could not lie to her Lord. "Yes." She offered.
She waited for him to speak, to deny her, to tell her it could never be and that she had to leave. "Why?" He asked softly. When she didn't answer he growled. "Look at me Rin."She obeyed. "Why?" He asked again.
Rin opened her mouth and a squeak came out. She blushed harder. "You are strong." She said finally.
Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow. "I am strong?" He was confused.
"And wise." She offered nothing else and the Lord could see this would be difficult.
"Are you after my throne?" He asked knowing her reaction.
Rin's eyes flew open. "No!" She practically yelled.
"Then tell me why you are in love with me."
She bit her lower lip and her voice went back down to a whisper. "You are strong, and wise, and fair, and beautiful, and intelligent, and kind to Rin." She said slipping back into third person.
Sesshoumaru stood and allowed her freedom. He went and pulled a curtain aside and gazed out the large wall length window. "You understand that it could never be."
:"Why?" It flew out of her before she could stop it. She should have known she couldn't question her Lord. But she couldn't help it. She had been wanting to know this for so long. "Is it because I am still ningen?"
Sesshoumaru did not speak for a long moment. "I am not sure what you are Rin, but you are not ningen."
"Then why?" She had abandoned protocol. He could just kill her for her insolence. But she knew he wouldn't.
Again he was silent. "You have nothing to offer me."
His reply hurt more than she thought. Out of all the expected answers that was not one of them. She had nothing to offer? It made sense. She was a poor changeling, and a Lord would only marry a noble demoness with a large dowry. "Because I have no dowry?" She asked, her pain making her voice harsher than she intended.
He fixed her with a glare meant to check her. "You ask a lot of me Rin." He began to walk toward her. "I take you into my home, I raise you in nothing short of the finest and here, you question me on this silly matter."
Silly? Rin was ready to scream. Strangely, she did not feel like she would cry, just scream. "Silly matter." She repeated staring at the floor.
"You lied to me."
Rin jumped. When had he gotten so close? "Lied to you, my Lord?"
"I asked you why you stare at me and you lied to me."
Rin shook her head. "I never lied to you my Lord. The reasons I gave were the reasons. You didn't ask for every reason." Even now, her eyes were drawn to his like a magnet.
"You stare at me because you are in love with me." He spoke as if it was some new and interesting subject to him. Still it hurt. A knock resounded on the door and Rin took the opportunity to duck back to the cart. She pushed the cart to the door and began to make his bed. "Enter." He said still watching Rin.
Jaken eased open the door and bowed from the other side of the thick shoji. "My Lord, a messenger from the middle wishes to see you." When Sesshoumaru nodded, Jaken bowed and closed the door again.
Rin stood waiting near the bed her eyes looking anywhere but the youkai on the other side of the bed. "May I begin my chores, my Lord?" Sesshoumaru slid open his door and Rin grabbed the cart and left at a very brisk walk.
The sun was just waking up and Rin was in the army training grounds. The youkai there watched her warily. Any could see that she was pent up and needing an outlet for her frustrations. She could challenge them, but by now there was no shame in refusing Lady Rin to a mock battle. It could be your last. She prowled around the large cemented clearing and leapt high into one of the largest trees.
It had been almost a week since her Lord had made the discovery and he had been treating her like some sort of experiment. She could not remember a time when she was ever out of sorts with her Lord, but right now she was furious. Nanjo still had her swords and she was to go and collect them but she didn't feel like traveling to the East. An idea popped in her head. She could smell her Lord coming, as he usually did, to talk with his generals. Lately it seemed he was preparing for war. He spotted his ward in the high tree. "Lord Sesshoumaru," She called calmly. He stopped and looked at her as a form of acknowledgement. "I wish to practice with you." She was sure to not say the word 'challenge'.
He was silent a moment. "You have not gone to retrieve your swords."
"No." Rin stated calmly. She turned her body toward the East and closed her eyes. She concentrated finding the intangible link between her and the demon energy surrounding her swords. There were no chains now, but the link was stronger than ever. She could feel a tremor going through her arms and was glad she was wearing a sleeveless hakama and wide legged pants. They were coming, zooming across the land at her call. She was sure every other youkai could feel it too, the energy moving too fast to be anything other than the swords forged for her. She could see them, hilt first and her hands flashed out to catch them. The force threw her off balance so she leapt backwards and landed with a simple flip. She was charging for her Lord before he even unsheathed one of his swords.
She attacked objectively, going for easy kills and then moving awkwardly that was a style all her own. She paid attention to his hands and eyes. He was fast but his style was one she knew like the back of her hand. He was dodging her, and making it look effortless. She leapt back at the same time he did and stood there making no movement. Sesshoumaru took that for what it was and began walking toward her. He unleashed Tokkijen in one quick swoop that brought a wave of energy to Rin. She thrust Ijo and Yijo in front of her to absorb most of it and was pushed back a couple feet. She suddenly felt like she had bitten off more than she could chew, but cleared her mind of apprehension or fear. He was very nearly on top of her when he swung Tokkijen and Rin used his own focer to drive it into the ground. She made to kick him but he grabbed her by the ankle and threw her.
Rin was aware that as she flew through the air, there was an energy wave following her and as soon as it caught up with her, it was going to hurt like hell. She stabbed Yijo into the ground and spun out of the way of the attack. She flipped lightly and threw Yijo toward Sesshoumaru, he moved quickly, but Rin extended her hand and spun in a tight circle. Yijo made a slight turn and raced back toward Rin heading straight for her Lord's neck. For a moment her gut tightened and she thought he didn't notice it, but he took off straight for her, Yijo right behind him. Rin stepped on his sword and reached over his shoulder to grab Yijo. She turned and slashed downward, cutting his hoari and leaving a long red line on his left shoulder.
Sesshoumaru turned and looked at his shoulder. Rin looked at Yijo and the thin line of blood decorating it. She smiled in triumph. The Western Lord bolted toward her and slashed at her legs. She jumped up and he grabbed her by her ankle and threw her face first toward the ground. Rin locked her arms in front of her to take the fall, but she felt a slash go across her back. She spun and stood facing her opponent. His hoari and hakama had fallen open to reveal his shoulder and blood, but the wound was already closed. She could feel the blood trickling down her back and then her hakama and hoari began to fall down her chest. She gasped and used her left hand to hold it up. He had cut completely across the back of her, from arm to arm and now her sleeveless tops were falling. She had very few options at this point. He gazed at her with a bored expression, mirth lighting the corners of his mouth and his eyes. Rin could feel the eyes of all the other youkai and the more that were coming up to watch. She stuck both Ijo and Yijo in the snow and ripped her hakama at the waist. She kept her breasts covered at all times while she quickly maneuvered it around and tied it in the back. Now her stomach, arms and most of her back was exposed.
Rin pushed other thoughts and feelings aside and focused on Sesshoumaru's amused face. She flipped Ijo and Yijo in her hand, thinking of a strategic way to sever some more of her Lords clothing. She had to keep her back away from his at all costs. If he slashed the knot she made, her clothing would burst open and reveal her chest. Something told her he wouldn't do that though. His long hair, even pulled up, flowed down to his lower back as he stood perfectly still and assessed her. They ran for each, Sesshoumaru attacking and Rin deflecting him since he was too powerful to parry. She concentrated in her unusual movements, taking her Lord by surprised every now and then. Sesshoumaru cut horizontally, Rin ducked and meshed herself against him. She locked her blades behind his back and ran them around to his abdomen. He winced and she leapt away, but not before he ran his claws down her right arm.
She surveyed her work with smirk and Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed. His hoari and hakama were both in tatters and covered in blood. He stabbed Tokkijen into the ground and ripped off the rest of the scraps covering his upper body. Rin could hear the audible gasps and glanced over to see the maids and servants had joined the soldiers. By the time she turned back to Sesshoumaru, he was right in front of her. They clashed for a while and Rin was hacking with both swords when Sesshoumaru dodged her right hand and caught her left, bending it back. She gasped and dropped her sword and Sesshoumaru kicked it away never letting her wrist go. She tried to slice hit with her other sword but he dropped Tokkijen, caught her arm and twisted. Rin attempted to knee him but he moved his body to the side sliding his leg between hers. He was trying to disable her but Rin gave one last thrust with her heel and the both toppled over.
He fell on her and Rin rolled and tried to make him let go but he extended his arms above his head making Rin fall against his chest. Lightening went through her senses, she had never felt her naked skin against his own. He rolled them again and slammed her wrists together in his right hand. He sat on her legs and looked down at her while she tried to wiggle out of his hold. Eventually she saw that she had lost and pouted looking everywhere but at him.
"Do you submit?" He asked haughtily as if there was an option.
Rin sighed. She didn't know why she upset. She should not have expected to win, of course. "Hai, my Lord."
He was up in an instant and retrieved Tokkijen. "Bathe and dress, after my meeting we are leaving for the Middle Lands."
Rin stood and bowed to his retreating figure noticing, for the first time, the way the muscles in his back moved as he walked. A light blush crept into her face and she turned and jogged back to the inner palace.
They left in the mid afternoon, traveling together as a pair again. Au-Un raced onward above them as they traveled northward to cross over the river that separated the Middle Lands and the Western Lands. Rin ran alongside her Lord. They were in no hurry and therefore traveled leisurely. Inside Rin seethed. Ever since her confession, Sesshoumaru treated her as if she was some fatally ill ningen, and he was curious to see what made her sick. What made it worse was that she ached for him, more and more. Kia's words rippled through her head but Rin was determined to pay no mind to what the delusional princess had to say. She was ready to make a move of her own. She realized that she couldn't not stand by and wait for her Lord to see that she could be his, that she had everything to offer him. She was going to have to make him see.
The sun was setting and they had reached the tip of the Western Land. Au-Un was there waiting, laying in one of the many stone alcoves surrounding the cliff. There he had eaten some of the strong, dark grass that grew in the winter. Rin suggested camping there since she knew he liked to sleep in his own land and would certainly object if they were in the Middle. He nodded and began walking to a larger alcove, across from his dragon. He watched the sunset as Rin quickly made a fire. She flitted away and caught four squirrels to feed her master.
"Are you hungry, my Lord?" She asked not even looking his way, as she skinned the little animals and placed their meat on slender branches to cook near the fire.
"Yes," He said simply. Rin took a small parcel of spices from her kimono. She mixed it with snow and poured it over the meat as it cooked, a trick she had learned from Kagome who was used to cooking outdoors.
The meat was done by the time the sky was dark and Sesshoumaru laid there as usual. Rin put out the fire and sat next to her Lord feeding him the smaller pieces first since squirrel was tough meat. She used her teeth to tear long strips of it and then would dangle it against his lips so he could take a bite. The wind blew, filling the recess with intoxicating smell of him. Rin tried to concentrate on simply feeding him but she dropped a piece. She hadn't meant to, it just slipped out of her fingers and onto the little of chest that peeked out from under his hakama. She thanked Kami she had not ruined his immaculate white kimono and picked it up apologizing profusely. She fed him the last piece but she could see the glaze from the meat still on his chest; he would become sticky if she left it there. Rin was unsure of what to do. If it was herself, she would have licked it or if she couldn't reach it, simply use water to wipe it off. She currently had no water, doubted he would allow snow, and was apprehensive about licking her Lord.
Sesshoumaru stared at her, his golden eyes all to aware of her predicament. "I'm so sorry." She said again, her cheeks reddening in the moonlight as she looked from the spot to his eyes. He still said nothing. "My Lord, I am unsure of what to do." She said honestly. Sesshoumaru sat up, ducked his head, and licked himself twice. Rin's blinked in surprise. She hadn't known he could to that or that his tongue was so long. He looked at her and then her right hand. Her first finger and thumb were sticky from feeding him. Slowly she moved her hand closer to him, unsure if that was what he wanted. He opened his mouth and closed it around her finger, his fangs grazed her and her ran his tongue against it.
Two things dawned on Rin. His tongue was as hot as she imagined, and it was unbelievably textured. A small gasp escaped and he moved to clean her thumb. Desire ran through her and she knew he knew it. The scent was thick and her heart began to beat faster. He locked his golden orbs with her wide hazel eyes and moved his face closer to hers. His tongue snaked out and licked the side of her mouth where she had gotten messy and forgotten to wipe it off. He laid back down and closed his eyes. Rin was glad for the breeze when it came. She cleaned up and then laid next to her Lord. She didn't dare sleep for fear of her dreams and by dawn they were across the river.
Mid morning found them in the Middle Provinces palace. Rin was surprised to see Nanjo and Hibina were guests as well. The Lords spoke while Yosai and Rin gossiped with each other. "I was so surprised that you left so early!" Yosai said.
"Yes, my apologies for not telling you. We had an emergency and had to report home immediately."
"That's too bad, you should have seen that dreadful Gankanki get drunk and stumble into Eisho's wife!" She giggled and Rin tried to picture the intimidating youkai stumble.
"Oh dear, was there trouble?"
"No, no. That was as far as entertainment went, although I must say, Lord Nanjo's palace never ceases to amaze me." She opened her fan to grin behind it. "You will be glad to hear that we are hosting the Kariputchu festival this year."
"Ah." Rin smiled. "Do you intend to submit someone new in the ring?"
"Well we must dear, you killed our last one. Besides, I hear Lord Zenno has a very young general and the rumor is he is even faster than you."
"He may be." Rin smirked. "But if my Lord enters me again, I will not lose."
They talked on until the Lords emerged and dinner was served. Sesshoumaru and Nanjo went for a walk in the neighboring forest, Yosai went to her husband and Rin went to walk around the palace. "May I join you?" A voice asked.
"Of course." Rin replied amiably.
They walked a little ways and Hibina sighed. "I heard what happened with the Princess." He said quietly.
Rin stiffened. "How did you hear that?"
"Ishan told me. He is at my house currently. I am sorry for your loss. I know you and the princess were good friends."
Something tingled in the back of Rin's head. How could Hibina have learned about what happened so quickly? "You knew of the affair?" She asked.
He hesitated. "Yes, but it was none of my business. I did advise Ishan against it but, he claimed he was in love." The youkai shrugged. "The heart does not listen, I suppose."
Rin was quiet a moment. She took a step away from him. "Lord Hibina something does not make sense."
He looked at her with full red eyes. "I don't understand, what does not make sense?"
Rin took another step back, danger ringing in her senses. She had thought it coincidences, but it seemed every tragedy occurring around her was linked to Hibina. Dancing with him, earned her exile, but she had been there and seen how it happened. The bloodbringer poison in her system turned out to originate from the South. But that had little weight, every poison originated from one country or another and bloodbringer was not the worst of them. Now she loses Kia and less than two weeks later Hibina is here to console her. It was not totally incriminating, but something just did not seem right to Rin. She assessed him. He stood there looking back at her, his hands tucked in his sleeves and waited patiently for her. She looked up to the sky, the moon was rising high. "I'm not sure." She said finally.
Hibina nodded. "Then lets speak on this matter tomorrow." They continued back around to the entrance of the palace. Before she left Hibina touched her shoulder. "Remember Lady Rin, I am here if you ever need anything." With that he left.
It was late in the night and Rin was standing outside his door, in the cold Middle Lands corridor and she didn't know why. "Enter." He said softly. Rin closed the door behind herself and turned to see him laying, even in the cold of the mid winter night, shirtless. Rin took a comb from on the armoire and sat next to him. She swept his hair to one side and began combing it. It was tangled but it never looked that way. His window was open and Rin shivered slightly in the harsh breeze. His eyes were closed and she was content to groom him. The wind blew some strands onto his face and Rin used her hand hook them behind his ear. As soon as her fingers touched the point of his ear, his eyes flew open and his body gave a small jerk.
He blinked and Rin, fascinated by this effect ran her knuckle against the shell of his ear. She watched his eyes flutter and the muscles of his abdomen tighten spastically. Rin giggled and was prepared to do it again when, with a growl, Sesshoumaru pinned her to the futon and without warning took her ear between his teeth. She gasped and squealed as she tried to wiggle away. He relentlessly rolled the skin between his teeth and she pushed at his chest. He used his tongue and licked from the base of her ear to the slight point on the tip and Rin arched against his chest and instinctively buried her nose in his neck. He growled and couldn't stop himself from licking lower than her ear, and tracing the vein in her neck.
A scent assaulted her in a most delicious way. It was thick and heady and made her brain buzz and caution melt. It was his want, his desire. She inhaled deeply, reveling in the scent, her lips brushing across the skin of his neck and he growled, pushing himself on her harder, instinct telling him to make her submit. She responded by pushing up against him, he growled lower in his chest, a warning, but she pushed again and he snapped at her, his teeth locking around her neck. She grew still, her breathing heavy. He released her and moved his face to look directly in her eyes. "I suggest," He voice an octave above a growl, "you retire, before you begin something you cannot finish."
The realization hit her in a wave. She wasn't ready. As much as she thought she might have been, as much as she knew she wanted him, she wasn't ready. He watched her intently as she slid from under him, bowed low and left.
[A/N] 6100 words this chappi, woop! Review!