This is a dark drabble.

It is rated M for mature themes and content

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The Broken - Chapter 10

Sesshomaru frowned as he made his way into his home. The first smell that hit his nose was Inuyasha's and then after that it got interesting. There were only a handful of people in his home but their smells ranged from slightly pleasant to rancid spiral of lust and sex.

The young youkai sighed before tossing his stuff into his room and heading to the library. He took a deep breath not completely content to allow intruders to be anonymous whether Inuyasha allowed them in or not.

Inuyasha was somewhere near his room smoking weed, per the usual. He could smell Miroku and… He took another breath. Inuyasha's kin was screwing Kagura on the far side of the house. Kagura's friend, Kagome, he believed was in a guest room a few doors down from the library.

Sesshomaru reached for the handle of the door before stopping as he raised an eyebrow. Now this was interesting. He took a long slow breath. There was something quite pleasant beyond the large oak doors. And he was ever so curious. He pushed the door open and slipped in. It didn't take long for his eyes to land on the small girl stretched across the floor in front of the fireplace engrossed in a book.

Rin of course did not look up or acknowledge him. And he simply watched her for a moment. He slowly made his way over, sitting in front of her on the floor causing her to pop up. A panicked look engulfed her features. She was clumsily attempting to get up when Sesshomaru shook his head. "You are fine." He said.

She let out a light breath before smiling softly at him. She carefully tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear and then carefully handed him the book she had been reading. 'I Hate Everything' by Matthew Dibenedetti. Sesshomaru looked at her quizzically before scanning through a few pages. He looked up with a raised brow before asking. "You actually found this in here?"

She nodded happily opening the book to a certain page letting out an airy giggle and then pushing it back towards him. "I hate that wind chimes don't always chime. I hate the wind. I hate that you saw that coming. I hate being predictable." Sesshomaru read out loud with a smirk before the girl in front of him let out a harder string of silent giggles. They continued this for a while, Sesshomaru completely sure his father had purchased this with him in mind.

"So what do you really hate?" He asked. Rin tilted her head to the side for a moment and then took her arm and mimicked grabbing at it. Then she shook her head for no and relaxed again.

"So it's true about not wishing to be touched…" Sesshoumaru replied. She nodded. "What if you were to touch someone? Surely that would be different." He inquired.

Rin face become inquisitive and yet confused. She let out a sigh coupled with a shrug. "Have you tried?" Sesshomaru asked very intrigued. Rin shook her head. "Maybe one day you shall…" He muttered looking away into the fire.

Rin paused and bit her lip. After a tense moment her eyes softened and she waved her hand towards him seemingly asking for permission to try and touch him. "This Sesshomaru sees no harm…" He replied become even more curious about the girl.

Rin sighed and crouched on all fours before him. For a moment it looked as though she was going to poke the crescent moon on his forehead. But she suddenly stopped and drew back never breaking eye contact with the young youkai.

"If you do not wish to…" Sesshomaru started before catching Rin's rapid head shake. She let out another soft breath before reaching out towards him. This time her delicate fingers cradled his cheek. Her palms pressed firmly against the smooth skin.

He watched her carefully and noticed how her sweet cheeks began to blush heavily and how her chocolate eyes turned a crystal blue. For just a moment she seemed in awe at his mere existence. Or perhaps it wasn't him because she seemed to see straight through him. The odd moment was over almost as quickly as it had begun. A much more red Rin pulled her hand away as if it had been burnt. She refused to make eye contact with him before standing up quickly and bowing. Within a few seconds she had left the library alone leaving a strangely intrigued youkai in her wake.