Three Little Words
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"Rin."
Rin responded with a faint moan.
"I love you."
She moaned again as she snuggled her head into his chest. She was already asleep. Sesshomaru yawned as he wrapped his arms around her. Soon, he was asleep as well.
~~~~~10 years later~~~~~~~
Sesshomaru watched a little hanyou with Rin's beautiful face and his distinguishing characteristics toddle around the room. He felt a great swell of pride every time he looked at her. She was his little princess. Sesshomaru hugged his wife tighter. This was his queen. He lowered his hand to lovingly caress her swollen belly. This was going to be his little prince. He didn't know why, but he just knew it was going to be a boy. He never doubted his feelings when it came to his wife and children. Rin and he both laughed as they watched their daughter pull, poke, and prod at Jaken. Even Jaken loved her, and showed it openly. Both he and Sesshomaru had come to adopt new philosophies about humans and hanyous.
"Uncle Sesshomaru! Tell Jaken to let me play with the baby!"
A frustrated looking teenager with black hair and yellow-orange eyes complained. Her canine ears swiveled in irritation as she looked up expectantly at him. She was Sesshomaru's niece, Inuyasha's daughter, and he loved her, too.
"Yeah! He's been playing with her all day!" Complained a boy who looked around 8 or 9 years old, with looks much the same as his sister. "I haven't gotten to hold her, yet!"
Sesshomaru smiled at his nephew and niece. He loved them both. Then he looked at his daughter as she clamped her hands onto Jaken's nose.
"Jaken." Sesshomaru spoke.
"Yes, Lord Sesshomaru!" Jaken said, which sounded quite funny considering he had no use of his nose.
Kagome laughed out loud, and Sesshomaru looked over to see her with her arms around his brother lovingly. She was older than Rin, but she still looked very young. He knew one day she would grow old and die, just like Rin. Unconsciously, he tightened his arms around Rin. Rin's death was not something he wanted to think about, so instead he looked to his daughter. Everyone laughed out loud as they watched Inuyasha's son and daughter try to pull Jaken from the baby's death-grip. Sesshomaru loved his family, all of it. He was truly happy.
~~~~~~47 years later~~~~~~~~~~
Sesshomaru looked down at his wife. Even in death, she was still so beautiful. Her hair was white, and her face was old, but he still loved her as he had when he'd first made love to her. Now he knew he really did have a heart, because it was breaking. All the memories of his life with Rin played in his mind. He remembered them, every single day. It felt like he was being torn in two pieces, but worse. His body wasn't breaking, his heart, his soul, every bit of his immortal self was.
Inuyasha's hand rested sadly on his shoulder, and he took comfort in that. Inuyasha had gone through the same thing only a short 8 years earlier. Inuyasha knew his pain. Sesshomaru knew he did. Silent tears trailed down his face. His children cried openly, as did his nieces and nephew. Even Inuyasha had shed a few tears. It was as if the whole land felt his pain as the skies cried down from the heavens. The miko that had come to perform the ceremony spoke gently.
"It is time." She said softly.
Sesshomaru nodded numbly before bending close to Rin's peaceful face.
"Rin."
Her only was response was the rain that fell from her eyes like tears.
"I love you."
Heavily, Sesshomaru turned away and opened his arms to his children who ran into them for comfort. They held each other, tears mingling with rain, as they watched the miko set fire to the wood Rin rested upon. The wind picked up for a moment, and Sesshomaru could almost swear he heard her voice say she loved him, too, as she finally disappeared from sight beneath the flames.
He found himself wanting to join her on her bed on flames, but he knew better. He still had so much to live for, and it was all right in his arms.