Chapter 2: Reunion
It had been 15 years since Sesshomaru had seen his brother, but he was able to recognize him easily. Inu Yasha still carried himself rather brutishly, but he seemed tamed by Kagome's very presence. Inu Yasha spotted Sesshomaru, and called out to him.
"Oy! Pretty Boy! Still got yer shadow? Hahahaha!" he taunted, referring to Rin.
"Hanyou, still with your tamer?' Sesshomaru retorted. After 15 years, Sesshomaru has never referred to Rin as a human, nor as his shadow. He merely saw her as someone there with him, wherever he went. He remembered her as the little girl he first saved with Tenseiga, even though he had saved thousands since then. He could hardly believe she had grown so much. Looking at Kagome, he realized that he two looked strangely similar, but he tried to push it from his mind.
Inu Yasha knocked on Sesshomaru's head. "Anybody there under the layers of fur? Oy!"
"Matsutaku! Inu Yasha, yamete!" It was Kagome. She was tired of the testosterone and the obvious attempt at disguising brotherly affection. She directed herself to Sesshomaru this time. "I see you've survived fairly well since we last spoke, Sesshomaru. But I'd have figured that after 15 years, you'd have found a suitable arm by now."
It was true; Sesshomaru still only had one arm. No matter where he had searched, and what mystical animal he had killed, the arm was useless after a few hours. It pained Rin to see him so useless to himself in some situations, and fully capable in others.
Kagome continued. 'Is that the little girl that followed you everywhere so long ago? What was her name.Rin? My, how she's grown. And she's pretty too."
Sesshomaru made no reply; he was trying once again to push the images of her beauty out of his mind. Rin smiled, shyly, because she had always liked Kagome, and her compliment made her feel more worthy to be with Sesshomaru than before.
"Sesshomaru-sama has always taken care of me!" It wasn't unnoticeable that Rin was hero-worshipping Sesshomaru, per usual. Sesshomaru again pretended not to notice, however these things presented themselves so that it made it difficult to attempt this.
It seemed after a while that Inu Yasha and Sesshomaru were at their limit when it came to civilities. When Inu Yasha made some comment about how Sesshomaru's face looked like Kagome's when she had put make-up on, Sesshomaru had had enough. He prepared Toukajin, as Inu Yasha un-scathed Tetseiga. A battle was about to begin.
"Osuwari!" Kagome looked on as Inu Yasha stood, still posed for battle. "Damn", Kagome though to herself," I forgot he made Miroku remove that thing ages ago. Force of habit I suppose." She shrugged, and resigned herself to a seat on the hill behind her.
Rin didn't like seeing Inu Yasha and Sesshomaru fight. She remembered that as a child Jaken would tell her stories of how the evil Inu Yasha took away Sesshomaru's arm, for no reason at all. She was prepared to defend Sesshomaru against this "hanyou". As Inu Yasha swung Tetseiga towards Sesshomaru, Rin jumped in the way.
Soon to come: Chapter 3: Rin's Confession
It had been 15 years since Sesshomaru had seen his brother, but he was able to recognize him easily. Inu Yasha still carried himself rather brutishly, but he seemed tamed by Kagome's very presence. Inu Yasha spotted Sesshomaru, and called out to him.
"Oy! Pretty Boy! Still got yer shadow? Hahahaha!" he taunted, referring to Rin.
"Hanyou, still with your tamer?' Sesshomaru retorted. After 15 years, Sesshomaru has never referred to Rin as a human, nor as his shadow. He merely saw her as someone there with him, wherever he went. He remembered her as the little girl he first saved with Tenseiga, even though he had saved thousands since then. He could hardly believe she had grown so much. Looking at Kagome, he realized that he two looked strangely similar, but he tried to push it from his mind.
Inu Yasha knocked on Sesshomaru's head. "Anybody there under the layers of fur? Oy!"
"Matsutaku! Inu Yasha, yamete!" It was Kagome. She was tired of the testosterone and the obvious attempt at disguising brotherly affection. She directed herself to Sesshomaru this time. "I see you've survived fairly well since we last spoke, Sesshomaru. But I'd have figured that after 15 years, you'd have found a suitable arm by now."
It was true; Sesshomaru still only had one arm. No matter where he had searched, and what mystical animal he had killed, the arm was useless after a few hours. It pained Rin to see him so useless to himself in some situations, and fully capable in others.
Kagome continued. 'Is that the little girl that followed you everywhere so long ago? What was her name.Rin? My, how she's grown. And she's pretty too."
Sesshomaru made no reply; he was trying once again to push the images of her beauty out of his mind. Rin smiled, shyly, because she had always liked Kagome, and her compliment made her feel more worthy to be with Sesshomaru than before.
"Sesshomaru-sama has always taken care of me!" It wasn't unnoticeable that Rin was hero-worshipping Sesshomaru, per usual. Sesshomaru again pretended not to notice, however these things presented themselves so that it made it difficult to attempt this.
It seemed after a while that Inu Yasha and Sesshomaru were at their limit when it came to civilities. When Inu Yasha made some comment about how Sesshomaru's face looked like Kagome's when she had put make-up on, Sesshomaru had had enough. He prepared Toukajin, as Inu Yasha un-scathed Tetseiga. A battle was about to begin.
"Osuwari!" Kagome looked on as Inu Yasha stood, still posed for battle. "Damn", Kagome though to herself," I forgot he made Miroku remove that thing ages ago. Force of habit I suppose." She shrugged, and resigned herself to a seat on the hill behind her.
Rin didn't like seeing Inu Yasha and Sesshomaru fight. She remembered that as a child Jaken would tell her stories of how the evil Inu Yasha took away Sesshomaru's arm, for no reason at all. She was prepared to defend Sesshomaru against this "hanyou". As Inu Yasha swung Tetseiga towards Sesshomaru, Rin jumped in the way.
Soon to come: Chapter 3: Rin's Confession
