Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha
A/N: I'm sorry, I meant to update yesterday but some weird things came up. _ .
It came as no surprise to the monk that that demon would never truly forget them, perhaps he was just taking a break for them or just wanted to mess with their minds. Either way they would eventually find out, all they knew was this new incarnation worked psychologically, he didn't attack with brute force no, he had just stood there looking at them with his gaunt like face looking like death himself. He was dressed in all white with a serine look to him almost like he had reached enlightenment; his eyes were a soft chocolate light brown, his skin almost translucent if Miroku had looked closely enough he would have been able to see the veins trailing about like a spider web. The tips of his toes barely peeking out of his odd robe-like dress; he knew the incarnation was male but the man had feminine quality to him that drew him in.
Miroku didn't know what made him let Sango think that he didn't remember he just did, he wasn't the type of man who would lie straight to the woman he loved straight in the face but maybe she had caught something he hadn't. Sometimes the only way to find out what you wanted you need to remain quiet and listen. Silence is golden. Hmmm…made this is where Kagome's strange ways of wording things came about.
"…it was strange, he had just stood there, he said he was called Zainin no Zetsubō (Sinner's Despair). He looked at each and every one of us, when his eyes landed on me it seemed like he was looking right through me I felt so exposed, so naked under his eyes. He just introduced himself, it seemed like he had this sort of effect on every one."
"That is quite strange." Yes, it was strange. He hadn't felt that way at all, he felt empty, cold, and giddy to him everyone else seemed to have felt that exact same thing. Maybe every one saw and thought the same exact they were feeling. They would have to be wary of this new incarnate.
"But then the feeling disappeared abruptly…I didn't even realize that we were caught in an illusion until then," illusion, that could have been it. "Kai…he was on his knees clutching his head so desperately. At first I thought he was still caught in his own illusion but then he attacked the incarnate screaming obscenities that I could not catch. Then Zainin just laughed at him, do remember what he said?" She looked at him maybe he remembers now.
"Yes," he rubbed his lower jaw like he always did when he was in deep thought, "He said, 'I am your agony…it won't ever end. Don't you want to join that insane…' that's all I was able to catch."
The fire cracked causing some of the wood in the fire to break. Miroku stared intensely at the fire thinking that somehow it would answer an un-thought question in his mind.
Soft moan, both he and Sango looked in the direction the sound had come from. Rin was coming around.
"What happened to Ka—Souta?"
"I don't know he just helped me move us here and left. He didn't appear to be injured but had been clutching the part of his right eye like he was in pain when he left. He said he'd return when Sesshomaru-sama would return who knows when that'll be."
Rin awoke with a start, she still felt like she was falling which would probably explain why Sango and Miroku were looking at strangely since she was flaying her limbs around trying to hold onto a nonexistent cliff. She blushed at the looks she was being given. AhUn just raised their heads and stared at her before settling right back down again once assured that she was okay, Jaken currently had a snot bubble and was snoring loudly.
"Gomen ne," Rin whispered as she scratched the back of her head sheepishly.
"It's okay." Sango said softly not wanting to awake the sleeping annoying kappa.
"Rin, do you remember anything?"
Rin furrowed her brows she to recall anything that happened but all she remembered Inuyasha had slammed Kai against a tree, she remembered the events but not the words, it was like someone had muted what everyone had said, they were all angry about something. She could practically taste the hostility in the air.
She remembered him mentioning something about Kagome, she didn't know why she had said it she just did, "Kagome was a nice person, she never did anything—"
That look that could easily be mistaken for bitterness that crossed his face, Nice person; he had definitely been bitter but had also been so riddled with anguish. Rin knew that every time he thought about Kagome he always had that look about not his face—no, not his face, it was that single uncovered eye that revealed every thing. She sometimes wanted to reach out and uncover what was hidden; she wanted to know why his face held such an injury. If Kagome's time is supposed to be safe then why did Kai look filled with so much despair, she didn't understand. Perhaps she will never understand.
It will never be okay from him will it?
"Rin?"
She looked at the monk for a moment confused when she remembered his question, "No, I blacked out. Did something happen?" They didn't seem hurt at all, they just seemed extremely exhausted.
"No."
"Where's Sesshomaru-sama and Kai?"
She saw the confusion that crossed their faces but chose to ignore it for now, "We don't know."
"Oh…it's a warm night." She commented. She wished Kai here or Master Jaken was awake she didn't like silence for too much. Silence made her think too much, it made her dwell too much on the important things that should be ignored. Silence made her want to cry. Silence reminded her of being alone. When she spoke with Kai, it was more of a one-sided conversation which reminded her much of the conversations she has with Sesshomaru-sama and with Master Jaken the constant bickering soothed her mind. Rin likes to think it sooths her Lords' mind as well, to her he appears to be much less tense after he stops their bickering but that was just her.
She stood up and walked over to AhUn and carefully extracted the gift Kai had given her. She slowly twisted to key in the bottom like Kai had done and listened to the song. Her mind slowly drifted off thinking of all that Kagome had taught her. She had always been strange, but Kagome seemed to enjoy her strangeness. She remembered the year she had left she had said that she was breath of fresh air. When she had asked what she meant she just laughed while ruffling her hair. Because you don't pretend to be something your not, silly, much like my little brother. She had scowled when she said this and had muttered, too bad he's an annoying little pest, but that's just him. I still love him. The blue eyes had darkened a little, pain riddled in those eyes, but it had lasted only for a second. I don't think he will ever know that, that last was not meant to be heard by her but she still had.
She often wondered why she had said that about her little brother. Wouldn't he already know?
Why did Kagome always seem so sad, why did Kai always seem so sad? Why did everyone seem to not like him? Why? Why? WHY? It frustrated her.
"Rin."
She looked up, there was her lord looking down at with something akin to curiosity (?), she looked at him expectantly listening for whatever he was going to say or order, "Calm yourself."
She was crying; she didn't even feel the tears sliding down her cheeks. She felt numb, but dutifully wiped away her tears. She felt stupid now. Huh, it's funny how emotions changed so quickly for her. She felt silly now, she smiled.
A slight shuffling sound, looked around and saw the distrustful eyes of Sango, her smile went away. Miroku had a slight thoughtful expression.
Kai wasn't looking at her, but she didn't even to look him in the eye to know what he was feeling. It wasn't fair.
That's when a thought occurred, "Where's Inuyasha-sama?"
"…"
No one answered at first, "he's with the undead miko committing necrophilia."
Rin gave Kai a baffled look, "What's ne-cro-phil-ia?" She sounded out the word, trying out the odd word.
Kai didn't answer, he just stared at her with a mirrored expression and said, "I don't know, Kagome used to say it all the time though."
A/N: I didn't want to end this with too much tension, so I added this small bit of humorless light heartness (is that the word or is it hardness I think its the former?)
