The tiniest smile graced Sesshoumaru's handsome face. Rin had grown a few inches and her health was near perfect again. He loved her like she was his daughter.

He lightly reached out to stroke her soft head dotingly. Abruptly, a dark thought crossed his mind, he had almost lost her; the only thing precious to him.

Without Rin, he could've destroyed everything he had. She had saved him, stopped him... at a price.

She now had a scar that wouldn't go away, never stop haunting her. It was his fault, and he regretted doing it every single moment of everyday.