Two days after his confrontation with the damnable miko, Sesshoumaru sat at the desk in his study in the pre-dawn light. A dark yellow glow spread around the desk thanks to a lamp and it helped illuminate the file he pursued. The folder was practically empty and as he tapped frustrated claws against the glass desktop, he scowled. How did a person in this day and age manage to remain completely off the grid? He had full files on her entire family going back two generations. She graduated from Tokyo University but he couldn't find what the degree was in. That and so much more information was missing.
Slapping the file closed, he leaned back in his chair and pinched the bridge of his nose to stave off a headache. So far the girl had provided nothing but trouble and Sesshoumaru had no desire what-so-ever to get to know more about her.
Except there were two things that prompted he did; Rin and the child in her womb. There was no doubt in his mind that the child was his, he could smell his blood running through her. Sighing, he glanced at the crumpled envelope and its contents. It was a picture of the three of them; Higurashi, Rin and the little boy whom he had yet to identify. On the back was an address to what he could only assume was her home.
Closing his eyes, he tried to ignore the fact that no matter what he actually wanted, his only choice would be to go to her.
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