Chapter 4
Rin was sleeping peacefully, finally, Sesshoumaru had been watching her for a while and had been disturbed by the fact that her sleep seemed torturous. In fact whenever she slept it seemed that way. It had gotten to the point that Sesshoumaru didn't want her to sleep so he prolonged their journeys making sure she was exhausted. He had hoped that exhaustion would help ease her into a dreamless sleep, but it didn't work, nothing worked and he was greatly annoyed by this. He couldn't stand it, actually what he couldn't stand was he didn't know how to fix it.
He glanced around, Jaken was taking too long with their meal, not that it would bother Rin any, she had fallen straight to sleep as soon as he said they would make camp. This worried him, Rin never skipped a meal, she had a healthy appetite. She was usually the one who did the searching for food and the cooking. Sesshoumaru knew it was because she was trying to prove to him that she could be useful and not just a burden. While he found this attitude to be commendable he was tired of eating the fish she caught, he needed real meat. Plus her cooking skills were not all that much more impressive than Jaken's and at least Jaken wasn't worn out from their travels.
Rin stirred, even lost in his thoughts Sesshoumaru didn't miss the movement. He held his breath silently wishing that she wouldn't return to her tormenting dreams. His hope was in vain, Rin began to twist and turn violently. Ugly sounds were torn from her throat, her face contorted in agony. Her dreams were becoming worse and worse by the night.
Her breathing became louder, her hand and arm movements more agitated. Sesshoumaru was at a lost as to what to do and if she got any worse the whole forest would know where to find them. He got up from his sitting position under a large oak tree and walked over to her. As he knelt down beside her, her hand stretched out as if she was searching for something to hold on to. What she got was a fistful of his hair.
Sesshoumaru growled, baring his fangs as shocks of pain shot along his scalp. He grabbed her hand, for a tiny human female she had amazing strength not to mention a death grip on his precious platinum locks. He couldn't pry her hand away from his hair without hurting her in this position. So he did the only thing he could do: he picked her up. That way she didn't have to climb on -what she was treating like a rope- to get where she was going in her dreams. He carried her over to the tree he had been leaning on and placed her on his lap. There he began the tender process of pulling every strand of hair from her fist.
When he was finished he leaned back on the tree and closed his eyes. Not two seconds later his eyes were wide open and he was fighting the instinct to jerk up right and thus unseat Rin. The little wretch had repositioned herself against his chest, her face now hiding in the curve of his neck and one of her hands was inside the neckline of his kimono.
He should be familiar with this kind of familiarity from her. The first day she traveled with him, she had touched him more than any creature in his entire life. Except maybe his mother. He shut down the thoughts on his mother, the part of his brain that held memories of his mother was off limits, to everyone including him. But this girl this insignificant human touched him often and strangely enough got away with it.
The first time she touched him it was the same day that she decided to follow him. Jaken had been staring at her for a while and had thought to remind him, Sesshoumaru, over and over every ten minutes that the human was still following him. Though he hadn't let on Sesshoumaru had found Jaken's confusion amusing. He hadn't thought the girl had cared one way or another about Jaken, until he was walking along unaware that he had slowed his pace enough for the girl to catch up with him and he had felt a touch on his hand.
He nearly jumped, getting a handle on his involuntary reaction just before it gave him away. He had looked down at the girl to see what had prompted her insanity. She hadn't been looking at him, she had been staring at Jaken. The look on her face was puzzled as if she had been trying to figure him out, not sure what he was and what he was about. It took Sesshoumaru ten minutes to realize his hand was still cradled in her's and worse he was returning the palm to palm embrace. He slowly took his hand from hers making sure not to appear too eager or too disconcerted.
He couldn't fault her for touching him that time. It was purely instincts, and she was a human after all, they didn't have the discipline to control their instinctual behavior. The second time she had the courage to lay her hands on him, she had done the unthinkable she had the utter audacity to caress his tail. There had been an insect biting on the tip. He hadn't felt like reaching down to flick it off so he twitched his tail trying to dislodge the pest. Only the tip ever left the ground but the girl had been sitting close to him and his tail had passed by her line of vision.
He should have known something was up when the girl froze her gaze never leaving his rear appendage. All of a sudden out of the corner of his eye he saw her attack his tail. She had caught him by surprise, and his reflexes didn't kick in fast enough for his tail to elude her grasp altogether. She caught the rear of his tail and began stroking. This action did three things: it removed the pesky vermin, it soothed the itch, and it aroused him immeasurably. He couldn't stop the shudder from racking his body. The pleasure was so great he couldn't bring himself to stop her, and if Jaken hadn't arrived and distracted her he didn't know how long it would have lasted or what would have become of the situation. From that moment on he had made sure to keep his tail well away from her.
Two weeks had passed since the day he had used Tenseiga on her and for two weeks he had been subjugated to spontaneous touches. Something that didn't please him but also didn't displease him. He also noticed something else in the past two weeks, his stub was elongating. He had noticed long ago that the more he used the Tenseiga the more his more permanent wounds would start to heal themselves. He had used the Tenseiga on Jaken and he had once used Tenseiga on a dead man that had some information he needed. Each time his injured arm repaired itself a little. When he had saved the girl he hadn't done so just to heal himself, in fact he didn't think about it until the next morning when he had opened his eyes and seen the added length. The surprising thing was that it kept growing it didn't stop as it had the previous times, at this rate his arm would be fully repaired in a day or two.
Sesshoumaru shifted his gaze from the dark forest to his injured arm. It was a constant pain that reminded him of the careless mistake he had made so long ago. But when the girl was this close to him he literally felt no pain, in his arm or anywhere else. It wasn't the first time he noticed peculiar things about her. On the second night together he had noticed how she had favored her right shoulder and she continued to put both arms behind her back and stretched as if her upper back near her shoulder blades was hurting her deeply. That night while she and Jaken were sleeping he had checked her shoulders and back for wounds but he had found none.
She no longer favored her shoulder, but she still rubbed her shoulder blades and stretched to relieve the tension. Soon he would find out what was wrong with her. Rin breathe in deep, her breath teasing his neck. She shifted a little, but remained calm and relaxed. If this was all it took for her to calm down in her dreams he would have to do it more often. He closed his eyes again, basking in the perpetual bliss that came with being this close to her scent. Jaken had better get back with that food soon, he was starving.
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Two weeks, two weeks she had been nursing the detestable young man and she had found out nothing. Even though his wounds were healing he seemed unable to talk. It was ironic that he was as mute as the girl he had once tormented. His silence was tormenting her, however. She wanted to know who did this to him. Maybe he hadn't killed Rin, maybe what had attacked Rin had attacked him as well. Rin couldn't be dead, her body was no where to be found. Kiyomi had made sure the entire forest had been searched again and again.
Kiyomi had asked Basho on a number of occasions what had happened, like the injured man before her Basho also told her nothing. Even at the threat of his soul. Staring at Basho's blank genuinely confused expression, Kiyomi realized that he honestly didn't recall the events that had occurred two weeks ago in the forest. This nursing and questioning him nicely was getting her nowhere she would have to try something straightforward.
She knelt down beside the prone figure of the lord's son.
"Rin was not found in the forest, Rin is not dead . . ."
She had been about to say more but he panicked before she could.
"uuing, wungka . . ."
"What . . .?" she bent down close to him.
"Wu ingsa . . ."
". . ."
"WA INGS" This was said loudly and he began choking and his own spit.
"Wha ings?! I don't understand what you are saying, spit it out!!" She had never been so heartless.
"Wi INGS" He sat up with the force of this word and fell back spent when he finished.
'It sounds like he is saying wings, but what the hell does that have to do with anything? Damn!' She stood up and turned her movements were angry, as she stomp out of the room. She had to find Rin she had a feeling that her friend was in danger.
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"You stupid human! When you come down I'm going to break your filthy neck. Lord Sesshoumaru doesn't want your stupid fish and he would rather you stop following him. It's pathetic, you are pathetic!"
Rin couldn't ignore Jaken this time, every since she had woken from that glorious dreamless sleep last night he had pestered her. He usually made some snide remark when Sesshoumaru was not around but never had he said anything so hurtful. Rin shook her head, the only reasons his words hurt was because they were true, Rin paused in her task, her head down. Sesshoumaru didn't eat the fish she caught anymore and her following him around was pathetic. It's just that she had no where else to go. No one to go home to. At this moment she hated Jaken, she had been so happy these last two weeks with Sesshoumaru. Even if he ignored her most of the time, she felt like she was getting closer to him by the day. Or that is what she had convinced herself, she admitted to herself that all the effort was one-sided and that he barely noticed she was following him.
Well she would not continue to make a fool of herself. She would catch this damn fish and she would cook it so good he'd haft to eat it, then tomorrow or perhaps tonight she would leave them, she would depend on only herself and she would find a way to live on her own. Her chin hardened her eyes lit up with resolve, she was perched on a fallen log of a tree the log hovered over a stream. The current was strong sweeping everything in it's path along with it. Rin was not afraid she was a surprisingly strong swimmer unlike the rest of her family. She had laughed when her parents panicked when she was younger (at the time the only child.) and she had fallen into the river they had been passing.
She hadn't been frighten and took to the water like a fish. Her parents had been astonished and relieved, they were unable to have children of their own and had thought Rin was a blessing when she just materialized on their doorstep. From the moment they had decided to keep her they had become over protective not wanting to lose her and with her their chance at true happiness. From then on she had performed miracle after miracle. Oddly enough when her mother had finally conceived she had told the midwife and her fellow villagers that she had a feeling that Rin was responsible. Other people had scoffed at this but her mother had continued to believe that Rin was the one responsible for the good fortune. Rin would always be grateful that even after her parents had children of their own they still treated her as their daughter, no more and no less important than her siblings.
Now Rin was poised on the fallen log her bare feet gripping the wood, her movements unsure in her new kimono. She had gotten used to her ill fitting kimono that was so short it left her lower legs free. Sesshoumaru had ordered Jaken to find her some suitable garments on the first day of the second week. Jaken swore it was because Sesshoumaru hated looking at ugly things and claimed she was ugly enough without the offending attire she always wore. Rin didn't care why the clothing had been provided, they looked and felt better than any clothes she had ever owned. She had also been provided shoes, but she didn't like wearing them.
Rin balanced toward the edge of the log, having every intention of laying down on the edge and trying to catch one of the fish that jumped out of the water.
Jaken was getting frantic, true, master Sesshoumaru hadn't shown any un-due interest in this lousy human (except for last night), but Jaken had this sinking that if anything happened to the girl it would be his head. He had to admit, he was jealous, this girl was even closer to Sesshoumaru than he Jaken, loyal servant had ever been. And she had done it in only two weeks. He wanted her to drown, but he wasn't sure if that was what Lord Sesshoumaru wanted anymore. And what Lord Sesshoumaru wanted, Jaken made sure he got if it was within his power.
Jaken began his threats again trying to get her to come down from the log before she killed herself.
That was how Sesshoumaru found them. Jaken cursing to high heaven threatening Rin in more ways than Sesshoumaru had thought he knew and Rin about to fall in dangerous waters. Needless to say, he was not happy.
Sesshoumaru was furious even before he had gotten to the river scene. He was having a very bad day. He had visited the swordsmith today, Jaken had assured him that he had let the man know he was coming. The foolish human had let the sword posses him and had fallen in love with it's power. Sesshoumaru had spent the morning trying to track the idiot down. The sword had accepted Sesshoumaru as it's master, therefore, it had let Sesshoumaru know of it's whereabouts and the search hadn't taken as long as it could have. now he comes back to the spot that he left Jaken and Rin and found himself back in the mist of chaos. He heard Jaken way before he saw him, and he was enraged at how he spoke to the girl, he had not given Jaken permission to treat her like a verbal punching bag.
He was about to reprimand him when he noticed that Rin was nowhere near the toad. 'Has Jaken finally lost his mind?' He sniffed the air, 'no Rin is here somewhere.' He came closer, close enough to see around the huge tree Jaken stood beside. His heart slammed to a stop in his chest, at that precise moment Rin was loosing her footing on the fallen tree. He reacted, using his super speed he jumped in the air landing beside Rin as light as a feather, and pulling her up bridal style in his arms he jumped back to the safety of the forest floor.
He put her down immediately, not trusting himself not to do harm or something else (he didn't want to know what that something else was) to her. Besides he had a frog to kill.
"Rin, Stay! Don't even think of moving from that spot!" It was the closest he'd ever come to barking again.
"Jaken . . ." his voice was now smooth almost pleasant Jaken was terrified he knew what that voice meant.
"Follow me." Jaken didn't hesitate to do what he was told, his legs shaking, knees knocking against each other with every step.
When they were out of hearing distance of the human Sesshoumaru stopped. His back was to Jaken and he did nothing for so long Jaken was about to faint from the dread of what was to come. Suddenly Jaken was held at eye level with Sesshoumaru. His master was choking him.
"I should kill you for many things Jaken, but mostly because you did nothing that could have prevented Rin from falling to her death." His voice was a pleasant monotone and a evil smile lifted one corner of his mouth. Jaken struggled though he knew it was useless.
"Yes I should kill you, it give me great pleasure on this day, when so many insignificant beings have made trouble for me. But I won't." He released Jaken making him fall several feet to the ground. Jaken began loudly gasping for breath.
"I have a knew job for you. Listen carefully I will only say this once." Jaken held his breath not wanting to miss his master's knew command.
"From know until I tell you otherwise, you will be Rin's protector when I'm not around. If something happens to her while I'm gone, I will kill you. Also don't ever let me hear you speak so disrespectfully to her as you did today." This was said as Sesshoumaru was walking away. Jaken released his breath. 'Damn hu-' He cut his thoughts off not even daring to think negatively about the human while Sesshoumaru was near.
Rin was not where Sesshoumaru left her, he didn't have to search for her, however, her scent led him right to her. She had made camp and started a fire. there roasting over the fire was a large juicy looking fish. Sesshoumaru didn't ask where she got it. Something told him he didn't want to know.
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Rin slowly made her way out of camp, it was a good thing she had slept so far away from Sesshoumaru and Jaken, near the river in the pretense of being angry. She knew of his superior hearing and with each step she prayed he wouldn't hear her. She had the fact that she was light footed, dressed in her old kimono so that if she held up her arms you couldn't hear the clothes rustle at all because it was so tight on her, the rushing water of the river, and the fact that this was the day Sesshoumaru decided to sleep to thank for his not hearing her right away. She made to the river and looked back toward the camp, she was going to miss him . . .
Not that much action in this chapter, sorry about that, more to come.
Rin was sleeping peacefully, finally, Sesshoumaru had been watching her for a while and had been disturbed by the fact that her sleep seemed torturous. In fact whenever she slept it seemed that way. It had gotten to the point that Sesshoumaru didn't want her to sleep so he prolonged their journeys making sure she was exhausted. He had hoped that exhaustion would help ease her into a dreamless sleep, but it didn't work, nothing worked and he was greatly annoyed by this. He couldn't stand it, actually what he couldn't stand was he didn't know how to fix it.
He glanced around, Jaken was taking too long with their meal, not that it would bother Rin any, she had fallen straight to sleep as soon as he said they would make camp. This worried him, Rin never skipped a meal, she had a healthy appetite. She was usually the one who did the searching for food and the cooking. Sesshoumaru knew it was because she was trying to prove to him that she could be useful and not just a burden. While he found this attitude to be commendable he was tired of eating the fish she caught, he needed real meat. Plus her cooking skills were not all that much more impressive than Jaken's and at least Jaken wasn't worn out from their travels.
Rin stirred, even lost in his thoughts Sesshoumaru didn't miss the movement. He held his breath silently wishing that she wouldn't return to her tormenting dreams. His hope was in vain, Rin began to twist and turn violently. Ugly sounds were torn from her throat, her face contorted in agony. Her dreams were becoming worse and worse by the night.
Her breathing became louder, her hand and arm movements more agitated. Sesshoumaru was at a lost as to what to do and if she got any worse the whole forest would know where to find them. He got up from his sitting position under a large oak tree and walked over to her. As he knelt down beside her, her hand stretched out as if she was searching for something to hold on to. What she got was a fistful of his hair.
Sesshoumaru growled, baring his fangs as shocks of pain shot along his scalp. He grabbed her hand, for a tiny human female she had amazing strength not to mention a death grip on his precious platinum locks. He couldn't pry her hand away from his hair without hurting her in this position. So he did the only thing he could do: he picked her up. That way she didn't have to climb on -what she was treating like a rope- to get where she was going in her dreams. He carried her over to the tree he had been leaning on and placed her on his lap. There he began the tender process of pulling every strand of hair from her fist.
When he was finished he leaned back on the tree and closed his eyes. Not two seconds later his eyes were wide open and he was fighting the instinct to jerk up right and thus unseat Rin. The little wretch had repositioned herself against his chest, her face now hiding in the curve of his neck and one of her hands was inside the neckline of his kimono.
He should be familiar with this kind of familiarity from her. The first day she traveled with him, she had touched him more than any creature in his entire life. Except maybe his mother. He shut down the thoughts on his mother, the part of his brain that held memories of his mother was off limits, to everyone including him. But this girl this insignificant human touched him often and strangely enough got away with it.
The first time she touched him it was the same day that she decided to follow him. Jaken had been staring at her for a while and had thought to remind him, Sesshoumaru, over and over every ten minutes that the human was still following him. Though he hadn't let on Sesshoumaru had found Jaken's confusion amusing. He hadn't thought the girl had cared one way or another about Jaken, until he was walking along unaware that he had slowed his pace enough for the girl to catch up with him and he had felt a touch on his hand.
He nearly jumped, getting a handle on his involuntary reaction just before it gave him away. He had looked down at the girl to see what had prompted her insanity. She hadn't been looking at him, she had been staring at Jaken. The look on her face was puzzled as if she had been trying to figure him out, not sure what he was and what he was about. It took Sesshoumaru ten minutes to realize his hand was still cradled in her's and worse he was returning the palm to palm embrace. He slowly took his hand from hers making sure not to appear too eager or too disconcerted.
He couldn't fault her for touching him that time. It was purely instincts, and she was a human after all, they didn't have the discipline to control their instinctual behavior. The second time she had the courage to lay her hands on him, she had done the unthinkable she had the utter audacity to caress his tail. There had been an insect biting on the tip. He hadn't felt like reaching down to flick it off so he twitched his tail trying to dislodge the pest. Only the tip ever left the ground but the girl had been sitting close to him and his tail had passed by her line of vision.
He should have known something was up when the girl froze her gaze never leaving his rear appendage. All of a sudden out of the corner of his eye he saw her attack his tail. She had caught him by surprise, and his reflexes didn't kick in fast enough for his tail to elude her grasp altogether. She caught the rear of his tail and began stroking. This action did three things: it removed the pesky vermin, it soothed the itch, and it aroused him immeasurably. He couldn't stop the shudder from racking his body. The pleasure was so great he couldn't bring himself to stop her, and if Jaken hadn't arrived and distracted her he didn't know how long it would have lasted or what would have become of the situation. From that moment on he had made sure to keep his tail well away from her.
Two weeks had passed since the day he had used Tenseiga on her and for two weeks he had been subjugated to spontaneous touches. Something that didn't please him but also didn't displease him. He also noticed something else in the past two weeks, his stub was elongating. He had noticed long ago that the more he used the Tenseiga the more his more permanent wounds would start to heal themselves. He had used the Tenseiga on Jaken and he had once used Tenseiga on a dead man that had some information he needed. Each time his injured arm repaired itself a little. When he had saved the girl he hadn't done so just to heal himself, in fact he didn't think about it until the next morning when he had opened his eyes and seen the added length. The surprising thing was that it kept growing it didn't stop as it had the previous times, at this rate his arm would be fully repaired in a day or two.
Sesshoumaru shifted his gaze from the dark forest to his injured arm. It was a constant pain that reminded him of the careless mistake he had made so long ago. But when the girl was this close to him he literally felt no pain, in his arm or anywhere else. It wasn't the first time he noticed peculiar things about her. On the second night together he had noticed how she had favored her right shoulder and she continued to put both arms behind her back and stretched as if her upper back near her shoulder blades was hurting her deeply. That night while she and Jaken were sleeping he had checked her shoulders and back for wounds but he had found none.
She no longer favored her shoulder, but she still rubbed her shoulder blades and stretched to relieve the tension. Soon he would find out what was wrong with her. Rin breathe in deep, her breath teasing his neck. She shifted a little, but remained calm and relaxed. If this was all it took for her to calm down in her dreams he would have to do it more often. He closed his eyes again, basking in the perpetual bliss that came with being this close to her scent. Jaken had better get back with that food soon, he was starving.
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Two weeks, two weeks she had been nursing the detestable young man and she had found out nothing. Even though his wounds were healing he seemed unable to talk. It was ironic that he was as mute as the girl he had once tormented. His silence was tormenting her, however. She wanted to know who did this to him. Maybe he hadn't killed Rin, maybe what had attacked Rin had attacked him as well. Rin couldn't be dead, her body was no where to be found. Kiyomi had made sure the entire forest had been searched again and again.
Kiyomi had asked Basho on a number of occasions what had happened, like the injured man before her Basho also told her nothing. Even at the threat of his soul. Staring at Basho's blank genuinely confused expression, Kiyomi realized that he honestly didn't recall the events that had occurred two weeks ago in the forest. This nursing and questioning him nicely was getting her nowhere she would have to try something straightforward.
She knelt down beside the prone figure of the lord's son.
"Rin was not found in the forest, Rin is not dead . . ."
She had been about to say more but he panicked before she could.
"uuing, wungka . . ."
"What . . .?" she bent down close to him.
"Wu ingsa . . ."
". . ."
"WA INGS" This was said loudly and he began choking and his own spit.
"Wha ings?! I don't understand what you are saying, spit it out!!" She had never been so heartless.
"Wi INGS" He sat up with the force of this word and fell back spent when he finished.
'It sounds like he is saying wings, but what the hell does that have to do with anything? Damn!' She stood up and turned her movements were angry, as she stomp out of the room. She had to find Rin she had a feeling that her friend was in danger.
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"You stupid human! When you come down I'm going to break your filthy neck. Lord Sesshoumaru doesn't want your stupid fish and he would rather you stop following him. It's pathetic, you are pathetic!"
Rin couldn't ignore Jaken this time, every since she had woken from that glorious dreamless sleep last night he had pestered her. He usually made some snide remark when Sesshoumaru was not around but never had he said anything so hurtful. Rin shook her head, the only reasons his words hurt was because they were true, Rin paused in her task, her head down. Sesshoumaru didn't eat the fish she caught anymore and her following him around was pathetic. It's just that she had no where else to go. No one to go home to. At this moment she hated Jaken, she had been so happy these last two weeks with Sesshoumaru. Even if he ignored her most of the time, she felt like she was getting closer to him by the day. Or that is what she had convinced herself, she admitted to herself that all the effort was one-sided and that he barely noticed she was following him.
Well she would not continue to make a fool of herself. She would catch this damn fish and she would cook it so good he'd haft to eat it, then tomorrow or perhaps tonight she would leave them, she would depend on only herself and she would find a way to live on her own. Her chin hardened her eyes lit up with resolve, she was perched on a fallen log of a tree the log hovered over a stream. The current was strong sweeping everything in it's path along with it. Rin was not afraid she was a surprisingly strong swimmer unlike the rest of her family. She had laughed when her parents panicked when she was younger (at the time the only child.) and she had fallen into the river they had been passing.
She hadn't been frighten and took to the water like a fish. Her parents had been astonished and relieved, they were unable to have children of their own and had thought Rin was a blessing when she just materialized on their doorstep. From the moment they had decided to keep her they had become over protective not wanting to lose her and with her their chance at true happiness. From then on she had performed miracle after miracle. Oddly enough when her mother had finally conceived she had told the midwife and her fellow villagers that she had a feeling that Rin was responsible. Other people had scoffed at this but her mother had continued to believe that Rin was the one responsible for the good fortune. Rin would always be grateful that even after her parents had children of their own they still treated her as their daughter, no more and no less important than her siblings.
Now Rin was poised on the fallen log her bare feet gripping the wood, her movements unsure in her new kimono. She had gotten used to her ill fitting kimono that was so short it left her lower legs free. Sesshoumaru had ordered Jaken to find her some suitable garments on the first day of the second week. Jaken swore it was because Sesshoumaru hated looking at ugly things and claimed she was ugly enough without the offending attire she always wore. Rin didn't care why the clothing had been provided, they looked and felt better than any clothes she had ever owned. She had also been provided shoes, but she didn't like wearing them.
Rin balanced toward the edge of the log, having every intention of laying down on the edge and trying to catch one of the fish that jumped out of the water.
Jaken was getting frantic, true, master Sesshoumaru hadn't shown any un-due interest in this lousy human (except for last night), but Jaken had this sinking that if anything happened to the girl it would be his head. He had to admit, he was jealous, this girl was even closer to Sesshoumaru than he Jaken, loyal servant had ever been. And she had done it in only two weeks. He wanted her to drown, but he wasn't sure if that was what Lord Sesshoumaru wanted anymore. And what Lord Sesshoumaru wanted, Jaken made sure he got if it was within his power.
Jaken began his threats again trying to get her to come down from the log before she killed herself.
That was how Sesshoumaru found them. Jaken cursing to high heaven threatening Rin in more ways than Sesshoumaru had thought he knew and Rin about to fall in dangerous waters. Needless to say, he was not happy.
Sesshoumaru was furious even before he had gotten to the river scene. He was having a very bad day. He had visited the swordsmith today, Jaken had assured him that he had let the man know he was coming. The foolish human had let the sword posses him and had fallen in love with it's power. Sesshoumaru had spent the morning trying to track the idiot down. The sword had accepted Sesshoumaru as it's master, therefore, it had let Sesshoumaru know of it's whereabouts and the search hadn't taken as long as it could have. now he comes back to the spot that he left Jaken and Rin and found himself back in the mist of chaos. He heard Jaken way before he saw him, and he was enraged at how he spoke to the girl, he had not given Jaken permission to treat her like a verbal punching bag.
He was about to reprimand him when he noticed that Rin was nowhere near the toad. 'Has Jaken finally lost his mind?' He sniffed the air, 'no Rin is here somewhere.' He came closer, close enough to see around the huge tree Jaken stood beside. His heart slammed to a stop in his chest, at that precise moment Rin was loosing her footing on the fallen tree. He reacted, using his super speed he jumped in the air landing beside Rin as light as a feather, and pulling her up bridal style in his arms he jumped back to the safety of the forest floor.
He put her down immediately, not trusting himself not to do harm or something else (he didn't want to know what that something else was) to her. Besides he had a frog to kill.
"Rin, Stay! Don't even think of moving from that spot!" It was the closest he'd ever come to barking again.
"Jaken . . ." his voice was now smooth almost pleasant Jaken was terrified he knew what that voice meant.
"Follow me." Jaken didn't hesitate to do what he was told, his legs shaking, knees knocking against each other with every step.
When they were out of hearing distance of the human Sesshoumaru stopped. His back was to Jaken and he did nothing for so long Jaken was about to faint from the dread of what was to come. Suddenly Jaken was held at eye level with Sesshoumaru. His master was choking him.
"I should kill you for many things Jaken, but mostly because you did nothing that could have prevented Rin from falling to her death." His voice was a pleasant monotone and a evil smile lifted one corner of his mouth. Jaken struggled though he knew it was useless.
"Yes I should kill you, it give me great pleasure on this day, when so many insignificant beings have made trouble for me. But I won't." He released Jaken making him fall several feet to the ground. Jaken began loudly gasping for breath.
"I have a knew job for you. Listen carefully I will only say this once." Jaken held his breath not wanting to miss his master's knew command.
"From know until I tell you otherwise, you will be Rin's protector when I'm not around. If something happens to her while I'm gone, I will kill you. Also don't ever let me hear you speak so disrespectfully to her as you did today." This was said as Sesshoumaru was walking away. Jaken released his breath. 'Damn hu-' He cut his thoughts off not even daring to think negatively about the human while Sesshoumaru was near.
Rin was not where Sesshoumaru left her, he didn't have to search for her, however, her scent led him right to her. She had made camp and started a fire. there roasting over the fire was a large juicy looking fish. Sesshoumaru didn't ask where she got it. Something told him he didn't want to know.
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Rin slowly made her way out of camp, it was a good thing she had slept so far away from Sesshoumaru and Jaken, near the river in the pretense of being angry. She knew of his superior hearing and with each step she prayed he wouldn't hear her. She had the fact that she was light footed, dressed in her old kimono so that if she held up her arms you couldn't hear the clothes rustle at all because it was so tight on her, the rushing water of the river, and the fact that this was the day Sesshoumaru decided to sleep to thank for his not hearing her right away. She made to the river and looked back toward the camp, she was going to miss him . . .
Not that much action in this chapter, sorry about that, more to come.