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This is for AM78. On InuxKag drabbles they asked for a one-shot with Rin choosing her weapon with Sango. Here it is. This will remain here for a few weeks before I push it back to where it belongs chronologically.

Rin's Weapon

She was twelve and he left her furious. Furious that she had dared to defend herself, to stand against the hordes of demons that had attacked the village and not hide like she was told to. Inuyasha had made her feel like she was nothing more than a burden, but it was Sango and Kagome who had given her heart that if she wanted to begin her training in earnest, she could. She stood in front of a row of weapons. Kohaku sat on a fence post with a large sickle tied behind his back. Satsu followed Rin as she inspected the weapons in front of her.

"Which one will you choose Rin-chan? A katana? The Hiraikotsu? A sickle, like Kohaku-kun?" Satsu leaned in next to Rin. "Do you like him? He's so cute!"

"Shh," Rin hissed at her. "I'm trying to think which one I want. Not think about boys."

"You're so boring," Satsu complained from behind her. "I heard that Hideki wants to marry you."

"Eww," she rolled her eyes.

"So you don't mind if I like Kohaku?"

"Go ahead," Rin said absent-mindedly as she gazed at the weapons in front of her with a hand on her chin.

"What if I want Jaken?" Satsu giggled.

"Sure."

"Sesshomaru-sama?"

"I don't care," Rin responded gazing at her prizes. One of the weapons in front of her would be hers.

"Are you even listening?" Satsu jumped on her shoulders.

"What?" She shook her head out. "I'm busy."

"The first lesson you need to learn is that it's about feel. You need something you're comfortable wielding," Sango plopped her large weapon into Rin's hands.

She nearly face planted with the weight of the weapon. "No…nope," she flopped it against the fence post nearly hitting Kohaku in the process.

"That's my old sickle," the boy said, picking it up and handing it to the girl.

"I know it's sharp. You nearly took my head off with it," she stood at the ready, swinging it in the air and threw it.

Satsu screamed and ducked. She landed in the dirt, her new pink kimono covered in mud with the sickle only inches from her face.

"Maybe not that either," Rin picked it up. "Sorry Satsu. Maybe I'm too much of a klutz for this."

"You just have to strengthen your upper body," Sango encouraged her while bouncing the baby on her back. "We still have a sword and a quarterstaff. Although we'll practice with quarterstaff whether or not you want to use it as a weapon."

"I have my bokken. I like that and I took out a few demons by myself," she ducked a swing of a blade from Sango, then ended up on her back with the older woman squatting on top of her.

"Over confidence, another lesson we'll work on."

"Oh fine," Rin pushed herself off the ground once Sango got off her. No one with a baby strapped to their back should have been able to move that quickly.

"How are you going to get married if you can fight?" Satsu picked up the sickle. "No man likes a woman stronger than him."

"She'll just have to find a man who's stronger," Kagome said as she joined them. "You could use a bow and arrow."

"Not as my main weapon. What happens in close contact? Sesshomaru-sama said he never held an attachment to a useless weapon. A bow becomes useless if I have to be in close range."

"That's where I come in," Kohaku raised an energetic hand. "When I'm here I'll work with you."

She exhaled happily then picked up the katana that was Sango's. It felt light and easy to move. She went through a few forms, practicing her ready position, sheathing it and unsheathing it as she moved. "I like this."

"Pathetic," a voice squeaked from behind them.

"Jaken-sama!" she shrieked and ran to the green imp. She picked him up hugging him. "What is this?"

In all her squeezing him, Jaken dropped a golden-hilted katana. A letter was attached to it with a thin red string. Use it well. She knew the handwriting. She had learned to write Sesshomaru-sama letters and he sent her clipped replies. She unsheathed the katana to reveal a white slightly curved blade. She went through a few moves, jabbing, a ready stance, defensive stances, swinging it high over her head and then down. "What do you think Sango-san?" She handed the blade to her mentor.

Sango inspected it for a moment then tossed it back to Rin. "Defend yourself."

"What? Ah!" She blocked a blow to her head. Sango had somehow managed to grab her own katana back and slashed to Rin's left side. The girl raised the katana blocking, then to her right, she blocked again.

Sango kicked the katana out of Rin's hand and then slid her blade dangerously close to Rin's throat. "It's a fine blade. But you still have much to learn."

Rin was already out of breath. She swallowed tensely. "Okay. I want the katana."

"A fine choice," Sango said with a smile on her face. "We need to work on your grip. A sword is no use if one kick is all it takes to get it out of your hand. Here, I'll show. Kick my sword out."

"But you're holding a baby?"

"That didn't stop me from nearly taking your head," Sango held her katana out in her right hand. "Attack. Now."

And she did.

"Where did Jaken-sama go?" Satsu asked.

"I don't know," Kohaku answered as Rin tried to kick the sword out of his sister's hand.

"Harder!" Sango yelled at her.

Rin was breaking a sweat trying to get the sword out of Sango's hand. The slayer slammed the girl onto her back and held the blade of the knife against her neck, "one day, a death grip on the sword will save your life. Now keep practicing."

Please Review!

Esther247: Thank you so much for your gracious comment! Yes children see things very much black and white.

Sessrinlover: Not sure how to respond. I like my stories the way they are. In the anime and the manga no human/demon story ever ended well.

Guest#1: Assuming you aren't awesomeguest, coolguest, superguest. I hereby dub thee guestasaurus. My niece was conceived via a one night stand. So yes, you don't need love to make a baby, just sperm and an egg and that's basically what he said.

AM78x2: I know Sesshomaru could have done a better job but someone who is so clipped and short in speech and hides his emotions and expects others to do his bidding I don't imagine him saying more to Rin. I promise at some point (carefully because I am strapped for writing time0, I'll go back and make a hilarious Jaken scene going into a village to get her a clean Kimono.