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p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;""He pushed me back into my seat, hit me and corrected the car. It was getting harder and harder for me to stay awake, to focus on anything…Shippou was crying in the back seat, too scared and too untrained to use his magic. I thought for sure everything was over then."/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"She stopped, had to stop as the memories bombarded her, tore at her with the same knife like sting of the blade Jirōbō had tried to stab her with. "I don't know why he did it, why he didn't wait until we arrived wherever it was he was trying to take us, but he didn't. He stabbed me, or tried to. I'm sure you saw the scar that night when we…were together…," she said softly, almost happy to have the sensual memories replace the nightmarish./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Sesshoumaru did remember the scar, the way it started over her right breast and curved almost lovingly under her left, as if it were cupping her heart. At the time, he'd assumed it was from a youkai extermination and hadn't thought much else about it. Now he wondered why she hadn't healed the angry bright red line, why it scarred as badly as it did./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;""We were coming up on another intersection and he let go of the wheel to turn on me for the attack. He didn't see the car, the way we had a red light. He was cursing, yelling, mad with…something. I still don't know entirely what made him lose it the way he did that night but it was a kind of madness I'd hoped to never see again." Finally, she turned to face him, her eyes almost blank except for the sorrow she couldn't hide. "I recognized the car, knew who was probably in it….I used the last little bit of strength I had to grab the wheel. I thought if I could turn it then maybe we wouldn't hit her car."/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"He watched her, forced himself to keep his eyes on her, even as he stilled the emotions in his heart and kept his eyes coldly blank. He wanted to know but at the same time couldn't bear to hear of the last moments of Rin's life./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;""I tried so hard to turn the car but it wasn't enough. I don't know where that final burst of power came from but I pulled on it and summoned a barrier, for myself and Shippou, for Rin. It was too late though. The cars impacted before the barrier was up fully…"She closed her eyes and no matter how much she tried to keep them at bay, tears slipped silently down her cheeks. Embarrassed, determined to keep her emotions to herself for once, she turned away from him. /p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"o.O.o/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Word Count: 457/p
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p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;""He pushed me back into my seat, hit me and corrected the car. It was getting harder and harder for me to stay awake, to focus on anything…Shippou was crying in the back seat, too scared and too untrained to use his magic. I thought for sure everything was over then."/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"She stopped, had to stop as the memories bombarded her, tore at her with the same knife like sting of the blade Jirōbō had tried to stab her with. "I don't know why he did it, why he didn't wait until we arrived wherever it was he was trying to take us, but he didn't. He stabbed me, or tried to. I'm sure you saw the scar that night when we…were together…," she said softly, almost happy to have the sensual memories replace the nightmarish./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Sesshoumaru did remember the scar, the way it started over her right breast and curved almost lovingly under her left, as if it were cupping her heart. At the time, he'd assumed it was from a youkai extermination and hadn't thought much else about it. Now he wondered why she hadn't healed the angry bright red line, why it scarred as badly as it did./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;""We were coming up on another intersection and he let go of the wheel to turn on me for the attack. He didn't see the car, the way we had a red light. He was cursing, yelling, mad with…something. I still don't know entirely what made him lose it the way he did that night but it was a kind of madness I'd hoped to never see again." Finally, she turned to face him, her eyes almost blank except for the sorrow she couldn't hide. "I recognized the car, knew who was probably in it….I used the last little bit of strength I had to grab the wheel. I thought if I could turn it then maybe we wouldn't hit her car."/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"He watched her, forced himself to keep his eyes on her, even as he stilled the emotions in his heart and kept his eyes coldly blank. He wanted to know but at the same time couldn't bear to hear of the last moments of Rin's life./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;""I tried so hard to turn the car but it wasn't enough. I don't know where that final burst of power came from but I pulled on it and summoned a barrier, for myself and Shippou, for Rin. It was too late though. The cars impacted before the barrier was up fully…"She closed her eyes and no matter how much she tried to keep them at bay, tears slipped silently down her cheeks. Embarrassed, determined to keep her emotions to herself for once, she turned away from him. /p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"o.O.o/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Word Count: 457/p
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