Sesshomaru sat in his chambers barely controlling himself. Bloodlust coursed through his veins and his muscles twitched with the need to hunt- to dismember something, but his energy was needed elsewhere. Rin was huddled in his lap oblivious to the twinges of red in her lord's eyes, for hers were puffy and full of tears.
"Rin doesn't understand Sesshomaru-sama," she wailed between sobs and sniffles, "Rin did everything right! She tried her hardest to please."
The last part of her sentence came out practically as a whimper and Sesshomaru tightened his hold on her in response, the hand previously rubbing her back now rubbed soothing patterns on her scalp. Oh how he wished she'd never cry his name like that again. It held a silent plea for him to rescue her from a threat he could not ward off with a sword.
"And he left Rin anyway"
Heartache
"Hush little one, I'm right here"
She tightened her hold on him but her heart wrenching sobs continued on regardless. She hadn't referred to herself in third person in years, her schooling ensured of it, but he could not bring himself to correct her given the circumstances. Rin was in no way the dutiful little ward that used to follow him around; she had grown into a fine young woman by leaps and bounds, one he had been proud to acknowledge as his heir. Nonetheless, when age brought suitors, he found himself protective of her as if she'd never changed. One could argue that pain was the price one paid for growth
"Was Rin not good enough milord? Does the other woman have something Rin does not?
But not his little girl, not in this way. She did nothing in her life to warrant this and he briefly wondered if the kami were punishing him for all his deeds. He looked down at her then and instantly wished he hadn't. Raw emotion flowed from her gaze and a painful lump formed his throat. It took everything in his being to keep his voice level
"No my little Ōjo, you are perfect in every way"
"Then why did he say Rin wasn't right for him!"
"He does not know of what he speaks"
Her wails drowned out his growled out words and he let out an exasperated sigh as he closed his eyes. Her cries hurt his ears as much as his heart but he knew she needed to let it out. Adjusting his hold on her, he rose from his place near the window and moved to the bed. Rin lay her head on his chest and continued to cry, the cloth at the crook of his neck where she previously was was soaked through and through. Someone would have hell to pay for the transgressions against his daughter, but for now he'd be the strength she needed.
Word count: 476
Prompt: Injury
