A.N.
-Stares at inbox- o.o; -tumbleweed blows across the screen- . I am very cross with you people. Not a single review other than Shippou's kind words of encouragement (thanks goodness it was encouragement, 'cause if it wasn't, this story probably would have ended up in the recycle bin). Now, here's what I want you to do:
If you like the story so far: Leave a review telling me so.
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If you feel indifferent to the story so far: Leave a review telling me so, then go do something productive instead of reading fics that mean nothing to you.
Is that clear enough? Please review‼
Since she seems to be the only one who cares enough to review, this chapter will be dedicated to Shippou (not the character Shippou…my friend Shippou)
Disclaimer:
Hikari and James are mine. Inuyasha and everyone else are not mine. Sesshoumaru (AKA fluffy)…will be mine…one day.
Demon hunter Kagome
Chapter V
"Brother Dearest"
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Kagome stared at the folded piece of paper in her hand, her face screwed up in concentration.
"I'm not gonna read it…I'm not gonna read it…" So went the mantra she had been chanting all morning. Her curiosity was driving her over the edge…
"I can't stand it anymore…curiosity may have killed the cat, but hey…cats have nine lives, right? Just a little peek couldn't hurt…" She looked around to make sure no one was watching. James was reclining in his chair, arms behind his head. Miroku had ditched the filing work he had been given in favor of messing around on the internet. Rin was at least trying to look like she was working hard. Sango was leaning on her fist, staring into space. Hikari was lying facedown on her keyboard as little 'Z's zoomed across the screen.
Kagome snickered softly and lifted the top fold of the paper.
GIRL, PUT THE PAPER DOWN, NOW‼Kagome glared at the paper. He hadn't trusted her not to read it…she'd show him.
Kagome unfolded the next flap. Okay, her reasoning didn't always involve actual reason, but hey…
I SAID, PUT IT DOWN‼
Kagome harrumph-ed indignantly. This guy had issues… The note lost another fold.
I MEAN IT‼
"Arg!" Kagome exclaimed. Several people looked at her and she blushed. "Sorry about that…"
She was going to read that note…
YOU DON'T GIVE UP, DO YOU? YOU MUST BE ONE OF THOSE 'FINISH WHAT YOU START' PEOPLE…IN THAT CASE, I DISLIKE YOU INTENSELY…AND SESSHOUMARU WILL MOST LIKELY TEAR YOUR HEAD OFF WHEN HE FINDS OUT YOU READ THIS.
Kagome's eyebrow ticked.
"Hey…What have you got there?" Rin asked cheerfully, peering over her shoulder.
"Nothing!" Kagome quickly refolded the note and Rin regarded her suspiciously.
"Uh-huh…It looks like a note. This probably isn't any of my business but, who's it for?"
"Eh…Sesshoumaru." Kagome answered hesitantly. Well, he didn't say she shouldn't tell anyone about it…
"Really…? What's it say?"
Kagome shrugged.
"Dunno. I didn't write it."
"Oh…who did, then?"
"I don't know…some guy. He didn't tell me his name."
"Hmm that sounds suspicious…I wonder what it says…"
"Me too…but I have instructions not to read it…But, if you read it…"
Kagome quickly shook that thought from her head.
"No. This note is for Sesshoumaru…" She sighed. "I think I better give this to him now…"
Kagome marched dutifully up to Sesshoumaru's office and rapped lightly on the door.
"Yes?" Sesshoumaru called.
"It's me, Kagome. I…need to talk to you."
"Come in…"
Kagome opened the door and stepped inside.
"Hello Miss Higurashi. May I help you?" Sesshoumaru asked evenly.
"Um, well I…I was asked to give you this." Kagome thrust the note into his hand. Sesshoumaru examined it cautiously. He sniffed it delicately and his eyes widened.
"Where did you get this?" He demanded.
"I bumped into someone at the grocery store last night. He asked me to give it to you. He wouldn't tell me his name, though…"
"What did he look like?"
"Um…long black hair, violet eyes…He couldn't have been over eighteen."
"I-I see…Thank you, you may go."
"Okay…You're welcome…"
Kagome ducked out of the office, a confused expression on her face.
Sesshoumaru slumped into his chair, staring in disbelief at the piece of paper in his hands.
"This…is impossible…" He whispered to himself, running a hand absently through his long hair. "He's alive…?"
His hands trembled slightly as he unfolded the paper. Sesshoumaru raised a delicate eyebrow at the familiar handwriting.
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GIRL, PUT THE PAPER DOWN NOW!
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"I see you haven't changed, Inuyasha…still as paranoid as ever."
He shook his head as the written threats continued. He finally got to the actual note.
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Fluffy! [The note read] I thought I'd never get to call you that again…and I'm going to keep calling you that, 'cause you can't do anything about it! Nyah! Heh, if that girl is reading this, I bet the guys are gonna give you hell about the name. It's been a long time, brother fluffy…
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Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed, but inside…he was rejoicing at the nickname his brother had saddled him with, even if it was only seeing it written on a piece of girly paper…
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Now, before you think anything, this is not my normal choice of stationary. [The note continued] The girl just happened to have this with her, so I borrowed a sheet. I really don't know what to say…Well, I guess 'Surprise! I'm not dead' is a good place to start…The fur-ball and I am very much alive and as well as can be expected. We run a little (are you ready for this?) bakery. That's right, laugh it up. To my further embarrassment (and his, most likely), Kouga Toyoshima is our cook. Lucky for us, he works for peanuts (more like free sweets, but hey…). But, that's how we make a living. We own a little two-bedroom apartment above the bakery, but Shippou usually sleeps in my room (He's such a baby…And he snores‼). Kouga has his own place somewhere…I don't pay much attention to that mangy wolf.
I'm sorry I couldn't…didn't get in touch with you sooner…I've had a lot of things to sort out. I've thought about leaving the country more than a few times, but I know the STN will be on the lookout for me anywhere I go. At least I have friends in Japan. Alright now, pay attention:
Phone #:
555-3277
(Heh, it spells 'EARS'. Aint that cute? /sarcasm …It's a computer thing.)
Address:
254 E. Haku St.
(You should know where this is. If you don't, then too bad. Sniff me out.)
Now, reread that, memorize it, and make sure this paper is destroyed (I would say 'this message will self-destruct, but -unless Cutesy stationary inc. has gone corrupt- I would be lying). …And don't you dare put this through the shredder!
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Sesshoumaru stopped in his tracks.
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You're a demon, man, act like one! In case you need me to spell it out for you, Use your claws! I hope to hear from you, Fluffy.
Sincerely (I did spell that right, didn't I?),
Inuyasha.
P.S. Is this not the longest sheet of paper you've ever seen?
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Sesshoumaru stared at the paper, and reread the whole note at least three more times.
"Inuyasha…you son-of-a-bitch." He chuckled softly to himself. "I knew you were alive…You're too stubborn to die…" His chuckle turned into a fit of slightly-hysterical laughter.
Several moments later, there was a soft knock at the door. Sesshoumaru quickly sobered and shredded the paper with his claws. Inuyasha was right…that felt pretty good…
"Come in." He called, his voice back to normal.
Rin stuck her head in and looked curiously at the little pieces of paper that were slowly floating serenely towards the ground.
"Um…I just wanted to see if everything is alright…What happened in here?"
"Hmph, everything is fine. Thank you Miss Koboyashi."
"Er…Okay. …By the way, you have some paper in your hair." Rin tapped her head to emphasize her point. "…Bye." She ducked out the door.
Sesshoumaru combed through his hair with his claws, muttering something about stupid brothers and demonic instincts.
"Whew, whatever that letter said," Rin muttered to Kagome as she passed. "I think it made him mad. There were pieces of the note everywhere when I went in there…"
"Really? How weird…"
"Yeah…" Rin returned to her chair and stared at the door of the office. Sesshoumaru's silhouette slumped into a chair and he rested his head in his hands. Rin frowned and looked away.
"I wish I knew what's happening with him…" She mumbled to herself.
"Miss Higurashi."
"Yes?" Kagome looked up. Sesshoumaru stood over her holding a manila folder. She could never figure out how he managed to get from his office to her chair without making a sound…
He set the folder down.
"Naraku has informed me that, in his mind, you have completed your training and should be able to control your powers by now. Care to demonstrate?"
"Eh…Okay…" Kagome picked up a pencil. The writing tool began to glow softly, giving off a soft pulsing sound. She touched it to a sheet of paper lying near by, and the paper burst into flames.
"I see." Sesshoumaru said, calmly tossing the paper on the floor and stamping it out. "Then I must agree with him. Naraku has decided that you are ready for your first assignment. Also, we have just received a new case." He snatched up the folder. "Unfortunately, that piece of paper you just burned was the top page of the file." He turned to address the rest of the room, leaving Kagome to hyperventilate. "Mysterious disappearances have been occurring over the past week --all of them women. We have eye-witness reports of what they described as small orbs of light over central Tokyo last-night. We believe those lights were souls, most likely belonging to the missing women. We are to investigate further tomorrow." He turned to Kagome again, and grimaced.
"My god girl, what happened to you?" He asked, taking in her slightly green face. She looked like she was about to throw-up…
"I-I'm…f-fine…Just let me sit for a minute…" She suddenly clapped a hand over her mouth and made a bee-line for the restroom. Sesshoumaru wrinkled his nose in disgust.
"What's wrong with her?"
"Nervous stomach." Sango said with a shrug.
"I see…make sure she sleeps well tonight. If we're going to have to drag around a vomiting teenager tomorrow, she better not be fatigued."
Sango nodded, and Sesshoumaru returned to his office.
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Sesshoumaru tossed restlessly in his bed that night. Outside, rain pounded hard on the windows and thunder rumbled loudly through the sky. An occasional flash of lightning illuminated the dark house.
Sesshoumaru groaned slightly in his sleep, trapped in a similar scene in his dreams…
-Dream sequence-
"Sesshoumaru, Sesshoumaru, do you read?" A high-pitched voice screeched through Sesshoumaru's ear-piece, causing him to flinch.
"Yes, Shippou, I hear you. Just keep your voice down." Sesshoumaru rubbed his temple. What an annoying boy…he sometimes forgot about demon hearing, even though he was one himself.
"Oh, sorry." Shippou lowered his voice. "I've pinpointed his position. He's heading your way. Try to intercept him if you can. Be quick about it though, Kikyou is in your area.
"Understood."
The tall man stepped from the shelter of the store awning he had ducked under, and into the rain storm. He sniffed the air, though it didn't do much good. The only scent that reached his nose was that of the rain water. He'd just have to rely on his hearing…
Sesshoumaru began to walk slowly down the sidewalk, listening for any sound that might alert him to his target's position.
"There he is…" Sesshoumaru muttered to himself. He could hear him now…The puddles of rain spattered as his feet hit them. He couldn't have been more than two blocks away…
Sesshoumaru shoved his hands in the pockets of his trench-coat, and continued in the direction of the rapidly approaching person. Suddenly, the footsteps stopped. The sound of voices reached Sesshoumaru's ears and he sped up. He raced around the corner, and stopped short. A dark-haired woman stood facing a dark alley, her gun trained on something in front of her. She took no notice of Sesshoumaru, and kept her eyes on the person she was talking to…that person also happened to be the target of her gun.
"You are such a fool…" She said, staring into the darkness. "…I felt nothing but pity for you."
"But K-Kikyou…I thought we…" A young man's voice answered from the alley. Sesshoumaru cursed silently. He was too late.
"What? Did you think we were in love?" The woman sneered. "As if I could ever love someone like you…as I said, I felt nothing. I pitied you, for you and I share the same fate. To be different from everyone else…forever alone, and unloved. I am cursed with a Miko's power…able to blast any living thing into smithereens, if I so wished. I have no living family…they cast me out as soon as they learned of my power. You…you are a half-breed. A worthless mix of human and demon, with no purpose in this world. You and I are the only ones of our kind. It gave me a twisted kind of happiness knowing that I wasn't alone in that fact, but in the end, it makes no difference. We cannot change our fate. I will still be alone, as will you. However, I will give you the privilege of quick death. If I capture you and hand you over, there will be no end to your torture…and you will eventually die anyway. It's better this way…Goodbye, Inuyasha…"
"Kikyou, please don't! I love yo--!" The voice was cut off as a silenced shot issued from the woman's gun. A loud cry echoed through the alley.
"No! Inuyasha!" Sesshoumaru rushed forward. Kikyou barely had enough time to pull a startled look before she was pushed roughly out of the way. She landed hard on the pavement and was knocked unconscious. Sesshoumaru ran down the alley to where a silver-haired seventeen year-old was splayed on the ground, clutching his shoulder painfully. A pink substance oozed from the bullet wound. The white dog-ears perched on top of the boy's head twitched slightly at Sesshoumaru's approach.
"Inuyasha!" Sesshoumaru crouched beside him. "Damn-it…" He muttered, catching sight of the pink that stained the teenager's shirt. "She used the Shikon…and I don't have the antidote…Inuyasha, hang on! We'll get you to a doctor--"
"…No…" The boy said. His voice was dark, and Sesshoumaru fought the nagging voice that was telling him to turn-tail and run. Inuyasha pushed himself into a sitting position.
"No doctor can help me…" Inuyasha ripped his shirt open around the bullet wound. He brought two of his long claws up to his shoulder and dug deeply into his flesh. His claws resurfaced, a long bullet trapped between them. The bullet was coated in the pink substance. Sesshoumaru's eyes widened. Inuyasha hadn't even flinched…Something was seriously wrong…
"…Sesshoumaru…leave me. I don't care what happens to me now…" He hung his head, his golden eyes falling into shadow. The bullet wound started bleeding, the hole made even worse by his claws.
"Inuyasha, don't be foolish!" Sesshoumaru looked around for some kind of cloth. Finding nothing, he shed his coat and shirt, leaving him with only an undershirt. He shivered slightly when the cold rain hit his flesh, but quickly shook it off. He yanked the buttons off of his first shirt and stared to fold it into a strip.
"Don't think your life is nothing-" Sesshoumaru said, wrapping the cloth around the boy's wound. "-Just because one little bitch says so! You are a good…person."
Inuyasha laughed callously.
"…You can't say 'man' can you? After all, I'm not a man." One of the white dog-ears atop his head twitched. "I'm not a demon either. I'm a half…Kikyou is right. I'm different…nothing can change that."
"We are all different, brother. That's what makes us who we are…" Sesshoumaru tied the cloth in a tight knot and Inuyasha placed a clawed hand on top of the makeshift bandage.
"Right, I'm different…just like everyone else. But no…I'm too different. No one could ever accept me…I am truly alone."
"You are not alone!" Sesshoumaru grabbed his uninjured shoulder and shook him lightly. "Do you hear me? A long as I'm alive, you are never alone…"
Inuyasha just looked away.
"Now, come on." Sesshoumaru said, standing up and putting his trench-coat back on. "Let's go home. We'll clean you up and then…"
"And then what? …They'll come after both of us, that's what! No…" Inuyasha pushed himself to his feet. "I won't drag you down with me! Tell them I escaped, but had a fatal wound. After all, it wouldn't be a complete lie…Goodbye, Sesshoumaru…"
Inuyasha leaped onto the rooftop, wincing slightly as the movement stretched his arm. He disappeared from sight.
"Inuyasha!" Sesshoumaru jumped up after him and looked around frantically, but Inuyasha was nowhere to be seen. There wasn't even his scent to follow…
"Inuyasha!" Sesshoumaru howled, but he didn't receive an answer.
The rain continued to fall.
-End dream-
Sesshoumaru sat bolt upright, drenched in sweat. He looked around wildly, and, after being greeted with the familiar surroundings of his room, snapped out of his dream. He took a deep, calming breath and collapsed back onto his pillows.
"…Damn-it…" He muttered, passing a trembling hand over his face. He lay there for a few minutes, trying to shake the memory from his mind…But it wouldn't leave. Even now, he could still see his brother lying in that dark alley, the Shikon dripping from his shoulder…
Sesshoumaru quickly opened his eyes.
"…I can't take it any longer." He growled finally.
Sesshoumaru climbed out of bed and quickly threw on a shirt and a pair of jeans. After several minutes of fishing around for an umbrella, he gave up and stalked towards the door.
"Who needs it…"
He grabbed his jacket that hung on a hook near the door and slipped it on. He put on his shoes, and stepped out into the storm. What he needed was a good walk…never mind the lightning that could strike him down at any moment.
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Sesshoumaru walked along the sidewalk, hands in his pockets, his hair whipping around his face and sticking there. He brushed it away irritably. As much as he loved his long hair, it could really be a nuisance.
As he walked, memories of the events after his brother's 'death' flashed through his mind.
Shortly after Inuyasha had left, they went after little Shippou…Sesshoumaru did his best to hide him, but one night, the little fox demon went missing. There was a short note in his brother's handwriting, telling him that Shippou was with him and would be safe. Sesshoumaru had been so relieved to know that Inuyasha was still alive…but after that, he received no word at all for almost a whole year…
Sesshoumaru started to walk a little faster.
He had started to think that Inuyasha was dead after all…the note could have been a forgery. In that case, they had Shippou too… He regretted ever getting involved with the STN. He would've given anything to just give up and run…he could easily avoid them. But he couldn't do that…the first day he joined the STN, they tagged him. A small electronic implant, right behind his ear…worse yet, he had agreed to it. The biggest mistake he would ever make…
Sesshoumaru broke into a run.
He hated that place…Sango and Miroku were alright…they had refused to hunt down Inuyasha that night. But Kikyou…every day he had come into work and face the woman who he believed had killed his brother…
And Naraku…the man who had ordered the hunt. He had had enough of Inuyasha, so he had simply ordered his demise. That man was truly twisted…
How he hated them…but he could never get away. They could track him down within the first five minutes of his escape. So, he was stuck working for the bastards, lest they order him hunted, in which case he was doomed. He had tried to get the tracking device out more than once…and he had the scars to prove it. But there was no way…it was in too deep…much like himself.
Sesshoumaru was practically flying through the city, his feet barely touching the ground before launching him forward again. The rain stung his face as he raced down streets, plowed through trees, and eventually took to the rooftops, just for the hell of it.
But now…Inuyasha was alive. That Higurashi girl's description proved it…and the note…he now knew where to find him. But…should he?
Sesshoumaru started to slow down slightly.
Would it be better for both of them if he just ignored the information and continued living as if Inuyasha were dead? If word were to reach the agency that he was alive and Sesshoumaru hadn't said anything…they might just hunt down the both of them. But…Inuyasha wouldn't have told him where he was if he didn't want to see him…right? The note did say 'I hope to hear from you'…
Sesshoumaru had slowed to a walk once more, and if the rain hadn't already covered his face, small tears would have been visible. He stopped walking and wiped his face angrily with the back of his sleeve, but only succeeded in smearing more water on his face.
"…What do I do, Inuyasha?" He asked, tilting his head back and staring up into the dark sky, rain splashing heavily on his face. "…Should I risk both of our lives by contacting you? I want to see you again, regardless of the consequences…is that selfish of me?"
The only answer he received was that of the rumbling thunder. He inhaled deeply. Then he did it again…what was that scent? Laced with the common smell that the rain gave off, was a soft, slightly feminine scent. He knew it from somewhere…
Sesshoumaru looked around him for the first time. With a slightly startled sensation, he realized that he had crossed the city, and was now in the middle of a quite little neighborhood.
Small houses lined the street, and everything was quiet…of course, it was almost four in the morning…
Sesshoumaru sniffed again, feeling slightly doggish. The scent seemed to be coming from the house nearest him. He looked past the white picket fence to the quaint little two-story house. It was simple, yet elegant, and he was reminded vaguely of…
"Rin…" He muttered, now recognizing the scent. He knew her house. He had taken her home a few times over the years…
Wondering what on earth (or his subconscious mind) could've led him here, he just stared, letting the rain pound down on him.
Several minutes later, Rin's face appeared in a window on the second floor. She looked slightly surprised, and quickly disappeared.
Sesshoumaru could hear her rummaging around the house and her footsteps as she hurried downstairs.
The front door swung open, and Rin peeked outside. Her hair was sleep-tousled, and one of her cheeks had little lines etched into it from her pillow.
"Sesshoumaru? Is that you?" She asked, tying the sash on her robe.
"…Hello Rin." He said hesitantly. Her eyebrows disappeared into her hairline. That was the first time he'd ever used her first name…she doubted he even knew it.
"W-What are you doing out there? Look at you…you're soaked! Come inside and warm up for awhile…I'll put on some coffee." She offered, opening the door wider.
Sesshoumaru considered it for a moment, before nodding and starting up the paved path.
Rin ushered him inside and shut the door.
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"Here you go…" Rin walked into the living room carrying two mugs of steaming coffee. She sat one in front of Sesshoumaru, and curled up in an armchair across from him. She sighed as the warm steam caressed her face, and she looked over at Sesshoumaru. A white towel was draped over his head and several strands of silver hair were plastered across his face. He wasn't saying anything, just kind of staring into space somewhere over her right shoulder.
Rin studied his face, taking a sip of her coffee. Her eyes traced the fine red stripes across his cheeks, and the purple crescent-moon on his forehead that was half-hidden behind a curtain of silver hair. His delicate eyebrows were knitted, and his mouth was turned down in a small frown. Rin quickly wiped the surprised look off her face…it was odd to see him display such obvious emotion…
"Sesshoumaru…" She said finally. His gaze shifted to her face, his normal emotionless mask back in place. "…Something's bothering you, isn't it? …Do you want to talk about it?"
He stared intensely at her for a moment, before turning away again.
'Should I tell her…?' He wondered. 'I've known her long enough…but can I trust her?' He risked another glance at her face. Rin was staring into her coffee mug, trying not to look disappointed. She shook it off and looked up with a smile, ready to tell him that he didn't have to talk about it if he didn't want to, but stopped when she saw him staring at her.
"Um…what is it? Do I have something on my face?" She self-consciously raised a hand to her cheek.
"Rin…" He said, coming to a decision. "Do you remember Inuyasha?"
"O-of course I do…I don't think anyone has forgotten him…" Rin answered, staring into her mug once more.
"…I received a note from him today."
Rin's eyes widened and she looked up quickly. So that's what that was…
"He's alive?" She asked hopefully.
"Yes…and, as much as I hate to admit it, I don't know what to do about it. I was finally beginning to accept his death, but now…he's suddenly alive again. I swear he does these things just to spite me…"
Rin smiled slightly.
"But you are happy that he's alive…right?"
"Of course…how could I not be? I just…don't know how to handle it." He admitted. "…I had a dream tonight. It was like I went back in time…back to the last time I saw Inuyasha. It seems like I have to relive that night every time I close my eyes. I have to watch him get shot over and over…I have to bandage the same wound…feel the distress as I realize there's no way of finding him…then wake up and feel the pain all over again. …But he's alive now…I know it and I've tried telling myself that, but it just doesn't seem real. I've always known what to do…always had a plan for everything…but now…this wasn't part of my plan…Damn-it, none of this was part of the plan!"
"…You know, Sesshoumaru, sometimes things just happen. Things that you can't plan for…take this storm for example. No one planned on it happening, it just did…sure, the weatherman predicted it was going to rain, but I certainly didn't plan on it raining in the middle of my nightly jog. I was soaked…but I just laughed about it and ran home." She shrugged and sat her mug down on the table. "…Life can and will deal you some tough blows, as I'm sure you already know. Be it getting rained on after a tiring day, or losing a loved one, or something else entirely. But, no matter what kind of hand you're dealt, we all have the potential to win in the end. That's the great thing about life…you can always win…if you play your cards right. "
Rin looked up to see his reaction, and she could have sworn she saw a smile on his lips. She blinked and it was gone.
"Hmm…" Sesshoumaru pulled the towel on his head down to rest on his shoulders. Those were wise words for a human…of course, the women of the species always did seem to be smarter. He closed his eyes and sat back against the couch. The two sat there in companionable silence.
Eventually, the sounds of the pouring rain died down, and a soft light started to peek through the blinds, signaling the start of the day. Sesshoumaru stood up, slipping the towel off of his shoulders. Rin stopped staring into space and stood as well.
"I apologize for keeping you up all night, Rin."
"It's nothing, really. I was probably going to be up anyway."
"Well, thank you for listening to me. I'm sure you didn't need to be burdened with my troubles…"
"No problem. Everyone needs to talk sometimes…"
Sesshoumaru nodded, and they walked to the door. He handed Rin the towel, and combed quickly through his slightly damp hair with his claws. He stopped when he noticed Rin staring at him. He stared back.
"Oh! Uh…sorry." Rin looked away. "That was rude of me."
"Not at all."
Sesshoumaru grabbed his coat, and put it on. His clothes were still slightly damp, but he could make it home alright.
"Well…thank you Rin."
"Your welcome…Sesshoumaru."
He gave a slight nod, and opened the door.
"See you at work. I hope you're up for a hunt today…"
"I am, don't worry."
Sesshoumaru started down the steps.
"Uh…Sesshoumaru?"
"Yes?" He turned around.
"Well uh…I just wanted to say that…if you ever want to talk to someone again, I-I'd be happy to listen…"
"I'll keep that in mind. Thank you."
"Anytime…" Rin smiled and shut the door.
Sesshoumaru stared at the little house for a moment before starting on his way.
"…I think I have said 'thank you' more times in this one morning than I have in my entire life…" He said to himself. "She really is a sweet girl…for a human."
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A.N.
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