I will never run away from you
The night was calm, peaceful, and quiet. The slight chill didn't phase the young girl traveling with her two demon companions.
She hummed innocent childish melodies as she walked the large two headed dragon to a hot spring a little ways away from the village where she stayed.
It was not the type of long traveling she'd typically do so late in the evening. However, Rin had a mission and was determined to see it through.
Her goal was to wash and bathe her lord Sesshomaru to his standards of perfection.
Rin could not believe her luck this night either. Earlier in the day, she was told by Kagome that her and Inuyasha would be staying at the inn with the rest of their out of town guest.
Rin planned on using this wonderful information to her advantage. She could keep her lord Sesshomaru safely and comfortably hidden until he woke.
Once she reached her destination, she walked Ah-Un to stand at the edge of the hot spring; she then slowly slid Sesshomaru off their back and into the water.
She held him as tightly as she could not to allow him to fall or get hurt. She sat him down and leaned his back against a smooth stone.
She was on high alert, more than she was used to. She kept her ears open for any of the slightest sounds. She then ordered Jaken a ways away to set up a barrier.
To keep other demons in the dark about her lord's whereabouts.
Sesshomaru, still being able to hear and feel, was impressed by the many details Rin seemed to quickly comb through.
It did not help how exposed and embarrassed he felt, however. He had fallen into his cursed mother's trap, and he felt like a helpless human. On top of it all, his mother's plan seemed to be working to perfection.
From the moment his mother had closed his eyes, he fought to regain control of his body. His efforts, unfortunately, were unsuccessful.
He was like a sitting corpse to all around. When he could make out the scent of approaching bandits and demons, Sesshomaru felt an emotion that genuinely pissed him off.
Fear.
He felt fear that Rin would be harmed.
He felt fear that Rin would be hurt.
He felt fear that Rin would be taken.
He felt fear that Rin would have been lost to him forever.
She truly had this last chance at life. Rin had died twice already, and his mother had made it heartbreakingly evident that she would not be able to return to a life of living if it was taken a third time.
Sesshomaru felt like a fool. Would it perhaps help to pray to some nonexistent entity to keep her safe? Should he wish upon the stars that shot across the sky to watch over her?
What truly threatened the life of his Rin was within her barrier. It was closer than Jaken could ever reach in time. It was so deadly that Ah-Un dare not fight against it.
Sesshomaru cursed himself. He was all that threatened his Rins life. He would be the reason she became hurt, harmed, or taken away from him forever.
For some time now, he knew he'd never leave her. For a long while, he knew he was hers for as long as her human life would allow. Sesshomaru would not show this affection; no, he would simply be by her side as she married some human worthy of her.
He'd be there for her human kids if they were like his Rin. He'd be there for her until her last days. Thoughts Sesshomaru often blocked from his mind.
Sesshomaru, overwhelmed with trying to find a solution to his unusual situation, hadn't even given notice to the feel of Rin removing his armor and clothing.
She had also removed her kimono and stood only in her thin white yukata. She had hiked her yukata up her knees. Sesshomaru could feel the bunched up fabric.
She was washing something a few steps away from him, or so he presumed based on what he could hear.
He hoped desperately that the warm waters of the hot spring would somehow help wash away the effects of his mother's poison.
However, as Sesshomaru was all too familiar with, hope was for the weak with nothing. Hope was a weakness he never possessed. If he could smile, he'd be laughing at his own misfortunes.
His weakness, his desperate hopes, his complete being has been changed by the most insufferable creature on earth.
He often wondered these passing years how it happened. How was it possible for a being with such power as himself to be overtaken by a simple, weak human child girl.
Was it truly so that he only achieved such tremendous power because of this small human girl? Or is it that he wishes to believe it. Does he care so much as to the assumption others have of him that he must justify this human girl and why she is in his life?
Or could he simply tell her the truth? She had made such an adult statement. Perhaps she'd understand? Or would his confession keep her from finding happiness amongst her own kind?
Sesshomaru's thoughts were ceased when her soft fingers found his long white hair. She was gently gliding through each strand. Her voice was as gentle as the breeze. Her touch as warming as the sun. Her tender heart as loving and caring than Sesshomaru had ever known.
He couldn't understand then or now why she never feared him. Why had she been so determined to save him, rescue him, care for him?
Perhaps Sesshomaru was her own little pet? Maybe this is how she viewed him. Her own personal demon dog to command as she pleased.
No. His Rin was never that. Never a cruel, selfish person. His Rin never did anything to benefit herself simply. Everything she did, everything she had become. It was to help, protect and care for others.
The way she was not.
If Sesshomaru could go back in time, he'd rip the throats out of the villagers that hurt her, scared her mute, and filled her mind with nightmares.
"I hope this is ok, Lord Sesshomaru. I promise I won't pull hard. I'll take care of you, my lord. Just as you have always taken care of me." Rin spoke softly and kindly.
Her breath tickled his ears. Her touch, it was welcomed and relieving. He hadn't had another bathe him in so long. If he truly thought back to the last time? He must have been a mere child.
She ran a warm cloth over his skin. Gently wiping away the filth and mud his mother had kicked at his face.
She was so gentle, her movements so slow. Sesshomaru could smell every emotion that ran through her body. She was happy; she was nervous, she was? Aroused.
Could the act of bathing a demon truly be arousing her? Was he the sole reason for her need to masturbate not so long ago? No. That was ridiculous and wishful thinking. She had been in heat due to her blood cycle.
The adrenaline of training is most likely what ignited her intimate needs.
"Lord Sesshomaru, I am not going to leave you. If you do not hear me speaking or singing to you, my lord, it's because I have to go under the water to continue washing you. I promise I won't let anything happen to you, and no one will see you. I'll try and be quick, my lord." Rin spoke sincerely.
Sesshomaru knew she ended her words with a smile. The smile that melted his heart so many years ago, the smile that captured him and bound him to this ridiculousness.
Sesshomaru supposed he took his sight for granted. He'd kill to be able to see that smile right now. To see her right now. Of all times. Why? Why would his mother do this? Sesshomaru had to keep finding a way to break free.
He had to protect her. He had to defend his Rin.
As Rin lowered herself beneath the warm waters, she gently washed each of his legs with her torn yukata. She lifted his feet gently, not to throw him off balance, and washed them thoroughly. She gulped and felt herself choke underwater when she had seen her lord's complete naked form.
Are all men like this? Are all men as big as my lord is? I don't know what I should do? Do men wash here? I'm more than sure my lord does?
Rin gathered her courage and began to lift and wash her lords rather heavy hanging shaft softly. She gently washed up and down, using both hands. She washed the long rod and gently washed the mushroom shaped head.
Rin gently moved her lord to the side and began to wash the large hanging balls that accompanied said heavy shaft.
Rin felt her cheeks burn up. The odd want and desire to place him in her mouth made Rin feel incredibly low.
The lady Inukimi explained to Rin the acts of women and the difference between how a lady services a man and how a whore services a man.
Rin never thought of herself as a whore before, but when she was with her lord Sesshomaru, something changed inside her.
She wanted his attention, and not in the way he gave it before.
She wanted his touch, and not in the way he gave it before.
She wanted him. And she did not simply want him the way she had him before as her caretaker or someone she traveled with.
She wanted the attention a man gave a woman.
She wanted the touch that only men and women who were married were meant to touch.
She wanted to feel his body as she was now. Only she wanted him awake and aware. She wanted to hear and see how her lord Sesshomaru would respond to her touches. Even the ones that weren't very innocent.
The feeling of needing oxygen suddenly became her burden.
She wanted to stay longer and admire her lord's body. She knew she'd never have any other chance. Why would her lord Sesshomaru ever want someone like her?
Perhaps if she was a whore, maybe if that was her profession. Maybe there would be a chance.
Rin stood and grabbed the breath that her body desperately needed.
Slightly annoyed, knowing she no longer had reason to go underwater. She sighed her disappointment and smiled. The only thing she figured to do was to keep her beloved lord Sesshomaru comfortable.
"Come on, Lord Sesshomaru. Everything you have gifted me is in the home of Inuyasha and Kagome. I know you probably won't like being there because of Inuyasha's scent. But it's the only place that's private. Please forgive me, my lord." Rin slowly lifted him out of the water.
She asked Ah-Un to lay down so she could set Sesshomaru on top of the saddle. Rin then covered her lord with her kimono and walked Ah-Un to Inuyasha's home.
Upon her walk home, Rin ran into three troublesome boys who didn't seem to wanna leave her alone. Even though she always put them in their place each encounter.
"Hey, boy's look, who showed up?!" One angry boy taunted.
"Yeah, it's demon girl! Your little pet back?" The other boy teased while holding a wooden training sword.
"We've been training to become samurai! You and your stupid pet doesn't scare us!" Another boy said, also holding a wooden sword.
"That demon isn't here anymore to protect you! You should've gone back with them! Since your their pet!" The older boy who had proposed to Rin spoke angrily.
"I think she's more than just a pet! That's why she refused a proposal from even a lord?! You're a demons whore!" The large boy angrily said.
"Demon whore! Haha! Go figure! She probably can't have kids anymore from how many demons she's been with!" The boy started to try and intimidate Rin by banging his wooden sword on the ground.
"Let's show her what we do with demon whores around here!?" The tallest looked to his friends with an evil grin.
Rin sighed in irritation. She let go of the reins to Ah-Un and walked over to his side. She pulled out her dagger and whispered to Sesshomaru as she made sure to cover him more, so he would not be seen.
"I'll be right back, Lord Sesshomaru. This won't take me long." Rin whispered, and Sesshomaru could feel the fabric being pulled over his face.
"I told yous before I don't want to hurt yous. Now leave me alone!" Rin transformed her dagger into a large and terrifying weapon.
It looked like Kohakus demon slaying blade but more prominent and more frightening.
The boys all screamed and shook in fear. They dropped their wooden blades and yelled in unison, "LETS GET OUT OF HERE!"
Rin jokingly laughed in a maniacal way. She then shouted as loudly as she could at the scared boys. "That's right! Run for your weak lives or face the wrath of DEMON GIRL! Bwahahaha!" Once the boys were out of sight, Rin gave a light chuckle to herself and walked back to Ah-Un, who looked at her like she was crazy.
"I couldn't help myself, Ah-Un." Rin smiled. She continued walking to the home of her lord's half demon brother and made pleasant small talk all the way.
Rin was careful to never refer to her lord directly. And she also never used his name until inside the home.
Sesshomaru's blood was boiling in anger. He wished more than anything that the toxin would wear off so he could hunt down those vermin and kill them slowly!
Did all villagers think this way of his Rin? Was it because of he that her virtue was in question? How dare anyone think that way of his Rin!
It was then that Sesshomaru realized for what must have been the millionth time.
He loved her.
He loved her name.
He loved her eyes.
He loved her laugh.
He loved her smile.
He loved to see her happy.
He loved to chase away all her fears.
He loved the way she made him feel.
He loved how much she respected and looked up to him. The way she said his name, the way she rested against him.
Sesshomaru would laugh at his own miserable existence if he could yet again. This human girl completely and utterly undid him. He indeed had become her pet.
How pathetic he has come to be. Dependent upon the companionship of another. A human at that. He was genuinely pitiful.
"We are here, Lord Sesshomaru! Oops! Sorry, that was a little loud." Rin ran inside and set up her most comfortable futon Sesshomaru had gifted her.
It was cumbersome, being so thick and plushy. Sesshomaru had sent it to her so long ago when he first received word of her blood cycle.
She rarely used it, however, not wanting to damage or dirty such a luxurious item.
Once set up, she ran back out and lifted Sesshomaru inside. Her cheeks again burned a bright red when Sesshomaru's naked form lay bare before her.
She made sure to set him as comfortably down as possible before she spoke to him again.
"I'll be right back, my lord; I'm going to hang your clothes in the other room so they could dry. I'll be right back."
Rin gathered the wet clothes she had washed and hung them up.
When she walked in, she went to her large wardrobe and brought out some fabric that had not yet been cut. She draped it over gently in hopes it would keep him warm.
She brushed aside his bangs, tempted to trace the crescent moon over his head, unknowing the discomfort and trembling Sesshomaru did on the inside in fear of what would happen to her.
Rin opted not to touch her lord so intimately as it might offend or wake him. And she was enjoying taking care of him and didn't want it to end just yet.
She lifted his shoulders, gently setting him on her lap. Rin then began slowly brushing his hair.
"Lord Sesshomaru, I hope you don't mind anything I am doing, my lord," Rin said as she began to massage his scalp.
Being paralyzed must have been the single most confusing thing to have ever occurred in Sesshomaru's life.
He was both uncomfortable and the most comfortable he had ever been in all his life.
He was both relaxed and as nervous as he had ever felt in his long lived life.
He was both pleased to be with Rin like this, and yet his chest ached in pain. He wanted desperately to comfort her. To tell her she is no whore, nor had he ever thought of her as such.
He wanted to speak and say something to that wretched old priestess who apparently just let these horrendous villagers get away with their disrespectful words and actions.
How long after she was left in this filthy human village had she been enduring torment? How long had she been teased, beaten, and humiliated all over again!
He hated himself for not knowing.
He hated himself for putting her to go through it all again.
He hated himself most because he knew.
He knew she had to.
He knew she could endure.
He knew she was strong.
He knew she could handle it.
He knew his Rin would never suffer as she had done before.
She seemed to handle herself very well. She wasn't frightened to challenge the weak demons that threatened her or attempted to eat his motionless body.
She destroyed them with ease. She didn't seem to be frightened by those pathetic humans who taunted her either.
She handled them with no difficulty. Sesshomaru made a note to himself to bring up her self proclaimed name of demon girl. He'd have to ask about her supposed wrath and what it entailed.
She was doing more than necessary. She was massaging his head and shoulders. Not something he'd ever asked of her before.
Once she finished, she set him down. Making sure he was comfortable and his hair was brushed entirely out of any possible tangles.
"Lord Sesshomaru! I can use the oils you sent me. I'm sure you'd like them." Rin said happily.
She poured a small amount in her palm and began to rub and massage Sesshomarus muscles to his arm.
Sesshomaru thought it lucky that she started with the arm that had regenerated as it did not bare his demon markings as his right arm had.
He knew, however, that soon she'd do that as well. Why wasn't Inuyasha and his wench here yet! Why hasn't Jaken come after her! Why were all the people who were supposed to protect her suddenly gone!
"I wonder if you are enjoying this, my lord? I wonder if perhaps I should study these techniques by a demoness who can probably do this better. My hands are probably not as strong as theirs. I am so sorry for that, Lord Sesshomaru. I promise you I will become stronger. I won't be your burden, my lord." Rin said, massaging each finger.
She rubbed his palms; she rubbed his wrist; she trailed upwards with her thumbs against his forearm from the inside. She made sure to pull and rotate his hand and fingers as well.
She devoted her time and gave tender affection to each inch of her lord. When she finished, she set his arm down gently.
She then grabbed a nail kit Sesshomaru had sent her recently.
She began to file his clawed hand.
"I wonder if this hurts you, my lord? I hope it doesn't. I am simply trying my best to take care of you in every way I know you deserve." Rin spoke gently.
Sesshomaru's fear built deeper within him. She was filing the weapons that would harm her! She was making things so much worse! Why couldn't he move yet! How long would this cursed toxin remain!
On the inside, Sesshomaru was livid! On the outside, it only appeared he was submerged in the most peaceful sleep of his entire life.
Once Rin started on his other arm, Sesshomaru focused all his mind and willpower on moving just that one hand. Just one motion! Only one gesture to tell her to stop!
To his dismay, it didn't work. He could do nothing now but watch. Watch as she would soon come to hate and fear him. Watch as he caused her pain.
Rins fingers glided across the magenta marking softly. In doing so, Sesshomaru's eyes burst open in the heat of red, and he quickly slashed at the girl's face!
Rin gulped and trembled for a moment clutching her now bleeding cheek. His left arm had clawed her, his eyes bolted open in a blood red gaze, but once over, he was completely still, and his eyes closed shut yet again?
It must be a demon self defensive instinct type thing? If he was ever harmed so badly to the extent, he is unable to move; this would be how he'd protect himself?
"Forgive me, Lord Sesshomaru. I didn't know sake would do this to you? General Buru drinks it heavily? I have never seen this happen to him before? Perhaps it is because you are no monster or brute. You are more of a gentleman and a very distinguished demon lord." Rin smiled.
She washed her hands of the blood from her cheek and then continued to massage Sesshomaru. Even though she now knew that he might strike her.
Rin earned five more strikes from Sesshomaru. Once more from her rubbing his hand with the magenta stripe that ran down. Twice from each leg and his feet that she rubbed and filed.
Sesshomaru felt sick to his stomach. He had scratched her face twice, her chest once, and her arm twice.
Why did she endure such pain? Why was she still singing to him, and talking to him? Never in his life had he felt so much guilt while simultaneously feeling the most relaxed in his life.
Rin had turned him on his belly to even rub and crack his back. Everything she had done was appreciated beyond words. Sesshomaru would ever say.
Once she had completely satisfied her need to care for the demon lord, she focused her attention on his armor and boots, even his weapons.
Sesshomaru could hear the sharpening of his two swords!? Not that he needed them to be, as he took excellent care of his weapons.
She must have been exhausted? Sesshomaru had yet to hear her rest. He caught multiple yawns escape her lips as the night went on. Sesshomaru began to wonder if it even was night anymore?
He had no concept of time due to Rin's intense and very determined acts of care.
There were many moments he felt himself drift off into an actual peaceful rest before quickly realizing and snapping himself out.
He refused to rest when she could not. He waited until he heard nothing any longer.
Suddenly he could feel her holding the hand she knew would strike her if she touched even by accident his markings.
"Lord Sesshomaru. I am unsure what more I can do, my lord. The sun is beginning to rise. Perhaps. I could rest for a moment with you, my lord? Before I do. I'd like to give you something to drink, so you don't wake up thirsty. I hope it'll be ok, my lord. I've allowed the green tea to sit out long enough to remain warm but not hot enough to burn you." Rin set his hand down.
She walked over to his head and kneeled so she can gently lift him enough to drink. She brang the cup to his lips that she gently parted and slowly tipped the cup inside. She kept a cloth close by to wipe anything that may spill out.
She dabbed his cheek from the runaway drops of tea and then laid him back down yet again.
"Lord Sesshomaru. I believe you could not hear or feel anything I have done so far. If you could, you would never have struck me, and you would have stopped me forever ago. So I need to tell you something, my lord. I believe if I knew you could hear me or feel me, I'd never have the courage to do so." Rin swallowed her courage and caressed his face gently.
She leaned forward and laid the softest kiss on his forehead. She then moved lower to kiss his lips. She waited there for a moment before she pulled away.
"I love you, Lord Sesshomaru. I'll always love you. I'm so sorry if what I did the other day with your Mokomoko was offensive or disrespectful. Lady Inukimi and lord Hagetaka. They taught me about demon mating rituals and what female demons do to attract a mate. I feel foolish saying this all to you, my lord... I know; I am no demon. I realize this; honestly, I do. I wish more than anything I was, though. Then I could be with you forever." Rin wiped away a stray tear.
She got up from her kneeling position and sat the way she would always see Sesshomaru sit up against the trunk of a tree. She rested her head against the wooden wall and drifted off to sleep.
Once Sesshomaru heard the steadiness of her breath, he knew she had fallen asleep.
She loves me... It is not a shocking statement. She has often expressed her admiration for me. This, however, this is different. My Rin, she desires to be my mate. My wife.
Sesshomaru rested happily. He was never given a chance to do so before. Perhaps if he slept, he'd regain control of himself yet again.
A/N: Super long chapter, I know sorry! Hope you guys liked it though! Please leave me your thoughts on this one especially. Love your guys support! God bless!