"I don't understand." Rin shifted uncomfortably on her feet. "Aren't you worried? And what do you mean 'unrequited?'"

But then a change in the air, heavy and oppressive like a weight on her chest.

Silver hair swirled like white smoke, falling and rising in waves.

Inukimi faced her suddenly, and seeing her eyes bleeding red, her mouth stretching away from her face, instantly gave Rin a jolt of alarm. "Don't be frightened," she said, more rasp than voice.

Before Rin could utter one more word, Inukimi's true form broke through and snatched her from the grass.

It was imperative that she speak to Sesshomaru at once, and taking his beloved would no doubt ensure a rare visit to her castle.


Ooh, Sesshomaru will not be happy when he finds out about this.