At A Beginning...


I Do Not Own Inuyasha


Plan: System for Achieving Objective; a method of doing something that is worked out in advance…


Chapter 16

273 Years Into the Past...

Over the last few weeks Rin had fallen into a routine and a sort of game with InuTaisho. He'd ask his question about her time; she'd avoid mentioning Izayoi and Inuyasha because the he might avoid that path and she could never risk that; she'd answer his question and then she'd ask her own question. He was not above a spar either, he often times beat her but there were the occasions when he slipped up and she demolished him; after all her lord had personally seen to her training since she was ten and Kohaku had attempted to kiss her. Something about needing to be able to ward off evil men? But since her lord had trained her she was a capable fighter. Still she shied away from Sō'unga because the sword genuinely terrified her still; so did Takemaru but that was a different matter altogether.

To Rin it seemed unnatural to avoid Sesshomaru; it was also difficult. She knew tracking him could be challenging but to actually avoid him! Ye gods! She might've had better luck telling the wind to go away! On the bright side she always managed to return to human territory before he caught her, though she had a feeling that did not deter him from following her. Sesshomaru knew who he was stronger than, who he was better than and he was fearless because of that. Worse Rin knew he actually was better than everyone around him!

The worst thing about her meetings with InuTaisho was his fascination with the mark. If Sesshomaru from her time had been obsessed with it the InuTaisho's fascination about it was just one step short of obsession. Worse was the fact that when she asked what the mark meant he wouldn't tell her, saying that should be something Sesshomaru explain when he was ready. Rin didn't want to wait for Sesshomaru to explain what the mark meant because then she could live and die a full happy life never knowing. Sesshomaru had no concept of time so he might never explain what the mark meant. Still it seemed to continuously get…bolder, darker, and more defined to her irritation.

Still today she walked with Lady Izayoi in the light rain as they again headed to the herb garden her lady seemed to favor. The girls were silent, and Rin had this bad feeling they were being watched as they walked on through the human forest. It wasn't yōkai Rin feared, but even in this era there were bandits and bandits were far scarier than any yōkai could be.

"Rin?"

"Yes my lady?" Rin hurried up to walk beside Izayoi then.

"The yōkai from the other day? Do you know him?" Izayoi asked, Rin caught the slight blush upon her cheeks.

"Yes, he was Inu no Taisho, InuTaisho as he is better known. He is one of the greatest of the daiyōkai to have ever lived," Rin replied smiling slightly at Izayoi's blush. So she was interested in InuTaisho after all…this could get to be very interesting soon. Rin wondered how this would play out.

People seemed to forget that Sesshomaru had raised her, and though she had been surrounded by Kaede and Inuyasha's pack she had mostly been raised by Sesshomaru. Even after he had given her to them. In some ways his personality had rubbed off on her, his curiosity and dislike of humans for example had rubbed off on her. When she was scared, or on a mission or in a fight she was cold, distant and composed because she could not show how scared she was or what she was thinking or how she was thinking for her enemies could use it all against her. Even when she was in strange new places she was not happy or carefree or open, she was cold, distant, and composed as she watched people because she did not trust many. Recently though she had found herself relaxing around Izayoi and InuTaisho; it was shocking to her since she did not want to like them. But she did, and it pained her knowing she'd leave them to die while she went about saving her lord.

"You seem to know a lot about inuyōkai, Rin." Izayoi gave her a hooded look and Rin smiled then. Yes she did know a lot about inuyōkai, but she was Sesshomaru's so she should.

"Yes, I was raised by an Inu Daiyōkai, he has been a very good guardian to me," Rin smiled at old memories then.

"Why did you come to the humans if you were so happy with this inuyōkai?"

"My lord was poisoned, I came here in search of the only thing I know could possibly cure him," Rin said sadly. She had never had to explain why she was here or even what she was looking for to anyone really. InuTaisho was looking for the Shikon no Tama because she had asked this of him and she had promised to tell him more about his legacy if he found it.

"Hmm, your lord is this inuyōkai who raised you?" Izayoi asked.

"Yes," Rin answered.

"Why would he take in a human like you? What would make you special?" Izayoi asked hotly.

"Nothing, I am not special, I am just a human orphan who means nothing to anyone. My lord saved me, he took me in, he cared about me, he protected me and gave me a home. My family was slaughtered before my eyes by bandits, my mother was raped and tortured for days, I witnessed the horror from my hiding spot. Afterwards I was left in my village, alone and detested and thought to be a curse or bad omen. No child was permitted near me so I was alone, no villager would spare me food so I stole, no one was to speak to me so I was beaten, and no one was to care for me so I was waiting for death. I met my lord, I did not fear him and he asked about me, I followed him from then on. There is nothing special about me, I am just a girl who has nothing who has died and who is ready to die for my lord. I am not special, you are though, my lady." Rin knew how special Izayoi really was, and knew how vital she was to InuTaisho because even Inuyasha had said his mother never loved again.

"Rin, I had no idea you lived through that, I'm sorry," Izayoi gasped. Rin turned to look at the woman, there were tears in Izayoi's eyes; in many ways Izayoi reminded Rin of Kagome. The same bleeding heart which ached from other's pains.

"It nothing, it was a long time ago and my lord saved me. I do not care if he is an Inu Daiyōkai or if he is human I would follow him simply because he was the first to be kind to me and he was the first to save me." Rin shrugged as they walked on to the spot at the river.


Sesshomaru finally found Rin, alone as she walked through the human forest that night. He had seen her and the other woman on the river bank that morning and hadn't followed them like he had wished to because he was with a patrol part. Chieko had growled at the women who had just looked at them from across the river while Fumio had let out a vicious snarl. Sesshomaru had done nothing as he looked at Rin who was looking back at him with a look of unwavering love and loyalty even as her fingers grasped the hilt of her fang. Unlike his pack mates Sesshomaru saw no point in reacting to two harmless human women who were on their side of the river doing nothing threatening to the pack.

But now as he followed Rin through the human forest under the crescent moon he wondered just what his human was up to. Not that it mattered, she was not going to be making it to her midnight rendezvous tonight. His lips curled into a feral smile as Rin stopped in a beautiful silver clearing; all of the white flowers looked silver in the dim moonlight. It was most beautiful, and Rin standing in the center of it was a sight to behold.

"I know you are following me, my lord," her voice rang out sweet and clear in the night.

He made no sound to reply as he slipped silently up behind her.

"My lord," she turned around to smile at him, he frowned at her as he approached her. "Why can you not just leave me alone?"

He pulled her collar aside to reveal the mark he hated her covering, he didn't know why but he absolutely hated it when she hid it. The mark had become bolder and more vibrant since his nightly visits, he loved the taste of it and could never seem to leave it alone.

"What does this mark mean?" Rin asked in a soft voice as she looked at him. He tilted her chin back.

"That you are mine," he said firmly. He liked this human because at this moment there wasn't a trace of fear in those large brown eyes. Just love and curiosity. Sesshomaru found himself not hating this creature as much as he hated others. He despised his pack mates, they despised him in return, he admired his father but wanted to defeat him for his father had the ultimate power, and he loathed his mother for she loved to toy with everything; every life; as if it were her own personal toy. He hated humans because they hated and feared him in return. In truth he hated everyone around him, and why no they all hated him. But this girl…this girl did not look at him with hatred or fear, what he saw here was something he had craved. Acceptance.

"Yes I am, but why the mark?" Rin asked seriously. He smirked before he bent over to lightly kiss her. It would be easier to show her what the mark really meant as he tugged her chin down and deepened the kiss. He backed her up to a tree, Rin gasped when her back was harshly shoved against the tree but he didn't care as he never broke the kiss. This felt right.

"Sesshomaru-sama," she breathed when he pulled away to kiss the mark.

"Rin," he replied before he came back up to kiss her. He didn't know why but this felt right to him, and though the mark clearly stated that she was his mate he hadn't thought this would feel as good as it did. Rin's fingers slid into his silver hair, he growled as he pulled her with him to the ground to be in the flowers.

"Mine," he nipped her bottom lip. Rin just blinked up at him in the moonlight.


Alrighty…

So I've come up to a point in this story And I'm asking your opinion (which is a rare occurrence for me as a writer to ask my reader's opinion) on if I should write a lemon or not…

For those of you new to the story you can add in your opinion and for those of you who are rereading this you'd remember my earlier implications. But since I have a day off I have time to think of how to write a lemon.

Personally it's not a big deal either way to me, I'm not particularly fond of writing them; mostly because I don't think I'm good at writing them but hey I'm not against practicing, but I'm not against writing them. I'm asking you as a reader what you would like to read at the moment, I just thought about it a lot over the last few days and since I don't really write lemons nor do I think of them as crucial to a story I thought to ask you, my readers, what your thoughts were.

I'm going to continue the reposting of this story either way and now is the time for changes…