Chapter 9
WARNING: There is some lime present in this chapter. If that offends you or you're too young, you know what to do.
Rin sat beside a sleeping Sesshoumaru on their large bed. Her hair was pulled up on the top of her head, falling to the middle of her back. She wore a navy blue and white silk robe, it felt good against her otherwise naked body. The sides of her robe were not closed they merely rested on her breast and gave a tantalizing view of the rest of her. Her hands rested on the bed beside Sesshoumaru's back, while her wings were busy with something altogether different.
She ran one of the longer feathers down his spine. She did this absently today, but usually she used this method when she was in the mood for his love-making. Their mating ceremony had been little over a month ago, it had been both a beautiful and traditional affair. Rin shook her head she couldn't believe it, but it was true and Rin had never been more happy.
Over the last month or so, she and Sessho, as she affectionately called him, had been inseparable. Rin had found out that Sesshoumaru had boundless energy, wanting to walk and run and play for hours on end. Whenever she tired he would carry her, but she always accompanied him. Their romps in the forest were her favorite, Her youkai loved to chase, and the chase excited her as well. Rin had learned how to use her power to become nearly invisible, and when that didn't work, she often took to the sky. She was faster than Sesshoumaru in the sky, though he always came up with new and exciting ways to get her back down to the ground.
No, the chase for his prize was never easy for her youkai, she made sure of it. And the reward . . . well the reward was, simply put, excellent. Rin smiled the secret smile of a woman well satisfied. When they had first made love, Sesshoumaru had been all that was sweet and gentle. But he had warned her then, that would be the last time. He was right, he had held back her first time for her sake, and she thanked him for that. But his lovemaking afterward had been rough and passionate. There were times when she came away with some bruises, but she often left her mark on him as well and she could honestly say that she had never been hurt by him. His lovemaking was so uncharted, so uncontrolled. She loved him for showing her that side of himself.
Rin glanced out the bedroom window, it had gotten so cold, it felt like it was about to snow soon. The flowers were all dead or dying. She remembered when Sesshoumaru had gone away for two days. When he came back she had been in the garden staring at the pathetic looking flowers that were left. The next day some of Sesshoumaru's servants had been working on a glass house in the garden.
She hadn't been able to find Sesshoumaru for explanations on the new addition to the garden so she had asked Jaken, who had been treating her with a new kind of respect because of her new appearance and her mating with Sesshoumaru. Jaken had informed her that Sesshoumaru was trying out an experimental method, trying to preserve the vegetation in the garden.
Rin didn't need to be told why Sesshoumaru decided to do this. It wasn't simple thoughtfulness that inspired this experiment. When she confronted Sesshoumaru she found out for sure. Sesshoumaru had some silly notion that with the garden gone she would soon be gone too. That was part of the reason for what she was about to do.
She wanted to show him that he meant a lot to her and that she wouldn't be leaving him. Neither of them had voiced their feelings, that would change today, some time today she would tell him that she loved him. She had everything to lose and everything to gain.
Rin's feather hit a rather sensitive spot and Sesshoumaru stirred a little. She watched him for a second and when his eyes began to flutter she leapt off the bed and ran to the other side of the room, where she had left a tray of his favorite dishes. When she turned back around Sesshoumaru was staring intently at her. Rin resisted the urge to drop the tray and check her hair. It always unnerved and thrilled her when he looked at her that way.
She approached him slowly and laid the tray beside him. He didn't even glance at the food and Rin was reminded of when they first met. She giggled remembering that time and Sesshoumaru looked at her mouth. Rin ignored the flutter that started in her stomach and climbed on the bed. She crawled over to him, much like when she first met him, except this time she could get as close as she wanted. Rin slung one of her legs over his and sat down on his lap straddling him, their chests almost touching.
Her butt cheeks rested on his upper thighs and she bent her knees behind his back literally cradling his body. Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed and his body stiffened, with good reason, this was her favorite position. Rin reached to her side and brought a morsel to his lips for him to eat. When he didn't immediately take the bite of food, Rin looked at him, a question in her eyes. Which she quickly voice, at first nearly dropping the food because her initial reaction was to sign the question.
She caught herself. "Aren't you hungry?"
Sesshoumaru nodded slowly, never taking his eyes away from hers. "For something other than food."
"Hmm . . . let's take care of your stomach first. You have to keep up your energy."
He raised one brow. "You find I'm lacking in energy?" He bent his knees and lifted his hips slightly when he asked the question.
Rin flushed and sucked in her breath. "Well, you never know what could happen later on in the day." She brought the food back up to his lips, and when he opened his mouth to reply she stuck the food inside. She took a bite while he chewed and when he was finished with that bite she had another one waiting. It went that way for a time, every once in a while Sesshoumaru would nip playfully at her fingertips.
Finally -Rin thought it would never happen- Sesshoumaru growled low in his throat, indicating that he had, had enough and it was time for her to take care of his other need. Rin smiled and put the dish she held carefully on the tray. Sesshoumaru watched in annoyance as she took her time straightening the tray, then with an impatient sigh, he swept the tray off the bed, at the same time that he flipped them both over. Rin laughed out loud. Yes, her youkai definitely loved his bed-sport.
Rin felt a sharp slap on her ample bottom and groaned. The wretched dog, she wasn't going to get up. She turned over presenting her back to him, her eyes never opening. It was his fault. She had, had this whole day planned out, but how could he expect her to do anything but sleep after that delightfully strenuous, wonderfully intense, extremely pleasurable . . . Rin smiled dozing off again, Sesshoumaru had surpassed his own love-making that time. Rin hadn't even known that was possible, for a second she had thought she would die from it. Oh . . . but what a way to go. She giggled drowsily, bringing Sesshoumaru's attention back to her.
He walked over to her, bent over and the next thing Rin knew she was being slung over his shoulder. Her eyes remained closed, she was actually quite used to being carted around.
"I hope you realize that this does not mean that I am awake. And it's your fault that I'm this tired. I'll have you know that I had this whole day planned out . . ." She rambled playfully.
Her defiant attitude earned her another good-humored slap on her conveniently positioned tush and Rin vowed to get him back when they were in the forest. It wasn't until they were bathing in their own private bathing room that she was able to reconfigure her previous plan. As if reading her mind Sesshoumaru broke his silence.
"What were these plans you mentioned." He whispered his question in her ear, his arms holding her close. Her back cradled against his chest, skin to skin since she had pulled her wings back into her body after she had washed them. They both had finished washing some time ago and were now simply lounging in the warm waters.
"I was thinking about going to the village today and-"
Sesshoumaru's arms contracted around her painfully. "It has already been decided that you will accompany me while I protect our lands."
It was the first time he had included her in the ownership of the western lands. It made her so happy that she ignored his arrogant assumption and the fact that she was quite aware that he was deliberately trying to keep her away from the village.
It didn't matter, all that mattered was that he was all right . . . no . . . happy to share his life with her. She was still unsure of his feelings, however. He treated her with respect and a certain amount of tenderness. But she couldn't imagine her proud youkai treating his mate any other way. He was still cold and somewhat distant. His cold and distant moments usually occurred when she felt she was getting close to him. Like after their lovemaking when she would stroke his tail. Or before they went to bed and she would comb, braid, or play with his hair. Or more importantly when she held and cradled him.
At first he hadn't allowed it. But as subtly as she could she eased him into accepting her embrace. It was in those moments when they were both spent and she held him to her breast and lightly stroked her fingers through his hair and down his back and chest, that she could feel him mentally and emotionally dragging himself away from her. She hoped that it was because he was afraid of the intimacy, because at least it meant that there was hope that one day he could return her feelings. If he simply did not like the closeness and simply tolerated her embrace then there wasn't much hope that he could return her love. Rin was no longer satisfied with a marriage based on unrequited love.
She shook herself out of her heavy thinking and finished what she had been saying before he had interrupted.
"I need to go to the village to get some of the things I need for our day out. I have something special planned. Will you come with me. Then we can go scouting our land." She turned her head when she spoke.
Sesshoumaru stared at her, this girl Rin, this woman Aelan. She had a power over him in which he could never allow her to see. He thought about forbidding her to go to the village, even for the items she wanted for this special outing she had planned. The village was dangerous, something there could remind her of her past.
His decision was made. "You will go to the village and I will attend you."
Rin resisted the urge to grin. He spoke as if it had been his idea. She stood up and before he could say anything ran from the room naked.
Sesshoumaru was pleased with this behavior. He knew Rin would never deliberately display herself to his male servants. He understood that she knew he always vacated this wing of his castle whenever they bathed. He was satisfied with her trust. He rose quickly from the hot springs. It wouldn't take long for her to get dressed. If she was going to the village she wouldn't expose her wings. Maneuvering her wings into the slits in her specially designed kimonos took up most of her dressing time.
"Inu Yasha! Sit! Sheesh I thought we were over this by now. I am going home! I need to go home, I've been gone too long. I promise I will be back in two days. Two days, come on that is a bargain. I really need to stay for at least a week." Kagome rode her bicycle as hard as her skinny legs would peddle. Inu Yasha was hot on her heels.
His hair stood on edge as his brain tried to process what she said.
"A week!" he bellowed.
"There ain't no way-"
"Baka! I said two days. Two days!" Kagome reached the well, leaping off the bike before it had even stopped and darting toward the bone eater's well. Inu Yasha reached out a clawed hand and . . .
"SIT!" He fell to the ground and Kagome jumped down the well.
Miroku, Sango, Shippo and Kirara all watched as Inu Yasha Stomped around shouting obscenities at Kagome's so called betrayal. He did it every time she left, his friends humored him. Knowing that covered by all that anger was fear. Fear that one day Kagome wouldn't come back. They began heading for the village, letting Inu Yasha rant and rave in peace.
Sesshoumaru was not happy. Rin was, however, so he suffered. Man did he suffer. Sesshoumaru ignored the stares of the humans, keeping his eye on the only human that mattered as she painstakingly chose the items that she needed for their outing. Meats, a few vegetables, herbs and spices. All of which they didn't have at the castle. She also chose a hand woven blanket, and a few practical items, like an incense that was used to keep insects away. Although Sesshoumaru was tired of the noise and the smell and just being in the overall presence of so many humans. He was satisfied with the treatment of himself and more importantly the treatment of his mate.
His sensitive ears could pick up all of the whispers being exchanged by the villagers, but not one derogatory statement had been made about Rin or her choice of company. He was also satisfied with their fear of him. It made their scent bearable, seeing as they stood as far away from him as possible, ready to bolt if he made any sudden move. Sesshoumaru resisted the urge to tease them.
He glanced over impatiently to where Rin was trying desperately to pay for the last item that she needed. She did this at every booth in the market place. Everyone refused to charge Sesshoumaru the Lord of the western lands and his mate. But Rin insisted anyway, which was really what took up most of the day. This peddler was being more insistent than the rest and Sesshoumaru had become agitated, for he felt as if something very bad were about to happen. Sesshoumaru growled at the peddler, who at once reached for the money his eyes darting to Sesshoumaru for approval. He received none, Sesshoumaru was scanning the crowd for any possible danger. He saw none and relaxed a little.
"There she is. That's the one I said fit your description, right down to the flower picking obsession."
Sesshoumaru turned sharply to see a strapping young man with a laughing face walk toward Rin. A young woman dressed in the garb of a Miko trailed behind him. Sesshoumaru wasted no time intercepting the two, before they got too close to Rin for his comfort.
The man stopped short, he was still grinning when he looked up into the face of the taiyoukai. The man was the tallest human Sesshoumaru had ever encountered nearly his own height. Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed into slits as he caught a whiff of the humans odor. The same smell that had covered Rin that time long ago when she had returned from the village. This was her male 'friend.' Sesshoumaru allowed poison to seep into his claws, his narrowed eyes flooded with blood and the happy human had the good grace to back, away from him.
Rin peeked from behind her mates back, wondering what had made him so angry. Her face lit with a smile when she saw the young man who had befriended her earlier. But her smile faded as she saw the woman standing behind her, preparing herself for battle. It couldn't be . . . it just couldn't. Still . . . Rin took a step from behind Sesshoumaru.
"Kiyomi?"
"This is a strange place . . . I have been to your mystic moon before, but never anywhere other than your school. It is rather busy isn't it?" Hitomi smiled tenderly at Van, who was staring in awe at all the tall buildings.
"Yes, though I grew up here, I must admit that even I am feeling a little overwhelmed."
They walked in companionable silence. Every once in a while Van would pull her close to prevent anyone from running into her. Hitomi who had grew up near busy streets and knew how to walk among so many people, didn't really need the added protection, but she accepted it, knowing it made Van feel more in control in an otherwise uncontrollable situation.
"Van do you think I will have time to check on my family? I believe this is the same time period that I came from."
Van dodge a slew of people pulling Hitomi with him.
"You can visit with your family, while I look for the girl. It will probably take a while. There are a lot of people here."
Hitomi resisted the urge to tell him that she could be anywhere on this vast world. There was no guarantee that she was in Japan.
"How will we find her?" She asked.
"All we can do is look, and ask questions. I will know her when we get near her." "How?"
"I will no longer be able to contain the Draconian in me." He spoke softly, and Hitomi digested his words, hoping that they wouldn't be near a large group of people when Van met the girl.
"Well first we need to assess all the information we have on her. What is her name?"
"Aelan Aleshanee Aira." His answer was short.
"What does she look like?"
"I am not certain, she has black hair and dark eyes. 'Her eyes shall be like no other' That is what her mother said. But I do not understand her meaning."
"Well . . .is she your age?"
"I am older. And yet I was born after her. About two or so years. Time moves differently on the mystic moon. The best tool we have in finding her is me. We do not have enough information."
Hitomi glanced at the street sign. "This is where we separate. Shall I meet you back here in three or four hours?"
Van tipped his head back and studied the sky. It would be dark soon. "Tomorrow, I doubt I will find her today. Meet me here when the sun rises." He called over his shoulder. His eyes scanning the crowd, he walked determinedly into the thick of the busy city. Ignoring the stares aimed his weird costume and un-groomed look, he willed his spirit to feel something, anything. The sooner he found her the better.
WARNING: There is some lime present in this chapter. If that offends you or you're too young, you know what to do.
Rin sat beside a sleeping Sesshoumaru on their large bed. Her hair was pulled up on the top of her head, falling to the middle of her back. She wore a navy blue and white silk robe, it felt good against her otherwise naked body. The sides of her robe were not closed they merely rested on her breast and gave a tantalizing view of the rest of her. Her hands rested on the bed beside Sesshoumaru's back, while her wings were busy with something altogether different.
She ran one of the longer feathers down his spine. She did this absently today, but usually she used this method when she was in the mood for his love-making. Their mating ceremony had been little over a month ago, it had been both a beautiful and traditional affair. Rin shook her head she couldn't believe it, but it was true and Rin had never been more happy.
Over the last month or so, she and Sessho, as she affectionately called him, had been inseparable. Rin had found out that Sesshoumaru had boundless energy, wanting to walk and run and play for hours on end. Whenever she tired he would carry her, but she always accompanied him. Their romps in the forest were her favorite, Her youkai loved to chase, and the chase excited her as well. Rin had learned how to use her power to become nearly invisible, and when that didn't work, she often took to the sky. She was faster than Sesshoumaru in the sky, though he always came up with new and exciting ways to get her back down to the ground.
No, the chase for his prize was never easy for her youkai, she made sure of it. And the reward . . . well the reward was, simply put, excellent. Rin smiled the secret smile of a woman well satisfied. When they had first made love, Sesshoumaru had been all that was sweet and gentle. But he had warned her then, that would be the last time. He was right, he had held back her first time for her sake, and she thanked him for that. But his lovemaking afterward had been rough and passionate. There were times when she came away with some bruises, but she often left her mark on him as well and she could honestly say that she had never been hurt by him. His lovemaking was so uncharted, so uncontrolled. She loved him for showing her that side of himself.
Rin glanced out the bedroom window, it had gotten so cold, it felt like it was about to snow soon. The flowers were all dead or dying. She remembered when Sesshoumaru had gone away for two days. When he came back she had been in the garden staring at the pathetic looking flowers that were left. The next day some of Sesshoumaru's servants had been working on a glass house in the garden.
She hadn't been able to find Sesshoumaru for explanations on the new addition to the garden so she had asked Jaken, who had been treating her with a new kind of respect because of her new appearance and her mating with Sesshoumaru. Jaken had informed her that Sesshoumaru was trying out an experimental method, trying to preserve the vegetation in the garden.
Rin didn't need to be told why Sesshoumaru decided to do this. It wasn't simple thoughtfulness that inspired this experiment. When she confronted Sesshoumaru she found out for sure. Sesshoumaru had some silly notion that with the garden gone she would soon be gone too. That was part of the reason for what she was about to do.
She wanted to show him that he meant a lot to her and that she wouldn't be leaving him. Neither of them had voiced their feelings, that would change today, some time today she would tell him that she loved him. She had everything to lose and everything to gain.
Rin's feather hit a rather sensitive spot and Sesshoumaru stirred a little. She watched him for a second and when his eyes began to flutter she leapt off the bed and ran to the other side of the room, where she had left a tray of his favorite dishes. When she turned back around Sesshoumaru was staring intently at her. Rin resisted the urge to drop the tray and check her hair. It always unnerved and thrilled her when he looked at her that way.
She approached him slowly and laid the tray beside him. He didn't even glance at the food and Rin was reminded of when they first met. She giggled remembering that time and Sesshoumaru looked at her mouth. Rin ignored the flutter that started in her stomach and climbed on the bed. She crawled over to him, much like when she first met him, except this time she could get as close as she wanted. Rin slung one of her legs over his and sat down on his lap straddling him, their chests almost touching.
Her butt cheeks rested on his upper thighs and she bent her knees behind his back literally cradling his body. Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed and his body stiffened, with good reason, this was her favorite position. Rin reached to her side and brought a morsel to his lips for him to eat. When he didn't immediately take the bite of food, Rin looked at him, a question in her eyes. Which she quickly voice, at first nearly dropping the food because her initial reaction was to sign the question.
She caught herself. "Aren't you hungry?"
Sesshoumaru nodded slowly, never taking his eyes away from hers. "For something other than food."
"Hmm . . . let's take care of your stomach first. You have to keep up your energy."
He raised one brow. "You find I'm lacking in energy?" He bent his knees and lifted his hips slightly when he asked the question.
Rin flushed and sucked in her breath. "Well, you never know what could happen later on in the day." She brought the food back up to his lips, and when he opened his mouth to reply she stuck the food inside. She took a bite while he chewed and when he was finished with that bite she had another one waiting. It went that way for a time, every once in a while Sesshoumaru would nip playfully at her fingertips.
Finally -Rin thought it would never happen- Sesshoumaru growled low in his throat, indicating that he had, had enough and it was time for her to take care of his other need. Rin smiled and put the dish she held carefully on the tray. Sesshoumaru watched in annoyance as she took her time straightening the tray, then with an impatient sigh, he swept the tray off the bed, at the same time that he flipped them both over. Rin laughed out loud. Yes, her youkai definitely loved his bed-sport.
Rin felt a sharp slap on her ample bottom and groaned. The wretched dog, she wasn't going to get up. She turned over presenting her back to him, her eyes never opening. It was his fault. She had, had this whole day planned out, but how could he expect her to do anything but sleep after that delightfully strenuous, wonderfully intense, extremely pleasurable . . . Rin smiled dozing off again, Sesshoumaru had surpassed his own love-making that time. Rin hadn't even known that was possible, for a second she had thought she would die from it. Oh . . . but what a way to go. She giggled drowsily, bringing Sesshoumaru's attention back to her.
He walked over to her, bent over and the next thing Rin knew she was being slung over his shoulder. Her eyes remained closed, she was actually quite used to being carted around.
"I hope you realize that this does not mean that I am awake. And it's your fault that I'm this tired. I'll have you know that I had this whole day planned out . . ." She rambled playfully.
Her defiant attitude earned her another good-humored slap on her conveniently positioned tush and Rin vowed to get him back when they were in the forest. It wasn't until they were bathing in their own private bathing room that she was able to reconfigure her previous plan. As if reading her mind Sesshoumaru broke his silence.
"What were these plans you mentioned." He whispered his question in her ear, his arms holding her close. Her back cradled against his chest, skin to skin since she had pulled her wings back into her body after she had washed them. They both had finished washing some time ago and were now simply lounging in the warm waters.
"I was thinking about going to the village today and-"
Sesshoumaru's arms contracted around her painfully. "It has already been decided that you will accompany me while I protect our lands."
It was the first time he had included her in the ownership of the western lands. It made her so happy that she ignored his arrogant assumption and the fact that she was quite aware that he was deliberately trying to keep her away from the village.
It didn't matter, all that mattered was that he was all right . . . no . . . happy to share his life with her. She was still unsure of his feelings, however. He treated her with respect and a certain amount of tenderness. But she couldn't imagine her proud youkai treating his mate any other way. He was still cold and somewhat distant. His cold and distant moments usually occurred when she felt she was getting close to him. Like after their lovemaking when she would stroke his tail. Or before they went to bed and she would comb, braid, or play with his hair. Or more importantly when she held and cradled him.
At first he hadn't allowed it. But as subtly as she could she eased him into accepting her embrace. It was in those moments when they were both spent and she held him to her breast and lightly stroked her fingers through his hair and down his back and chest, that she could feel him mentally and emotionally dragging himself away from her. She hoped that it was because he was afraid of the intimacy, because at least it meant that there was hope that one day he could return her feelings. If he simply did not like the closeness and simply tolerated her embrace then there wasn't much hope that he could return her love. Rin was no longer satisfied with a marriage based on unrequited love.
She shook herself out of her heavy thinking and finished what she had been saying before he had interrupted.
"I need to go to the village to get some of the things I need for our day out. I have something special planned. Will you come with me. Then we can go scouting our land." She turned her head when she spoke.
Sesshoumaru stared at her, this girl Rin, this woman Aelan. She had a power over him in which he could never allow her to see. He thought about forbidding her to go to the village, even for the items she wanted for this special outing she had planned. The village was dangerous, something there could remind her of her past.
His decision was made. "You will go to the village and I will attend you."
Rin resisted the urge to grin. He spoke as if it had been his idea. She stood up and before he could say anything ran from the room naked.
Sesshoumaru was pleased with this behavior. He knew Rin would never deliberately display herself to his male servants. He understood that she knew he always vacated this wing of his castle whenever they bathed. He was satisfied with her trust. He rose quickly from the hot springs. It wouldn't take long for her to get dressed. If she was going to the village she wouldn't expose her wings. Maneuvering her wings into the slits in her specially designed kimonos took up most of her dressing time.
"Inu Yasha! Sit! Sheesh I thought we were over this by now. I am going home! I need to go home, I've been gone too long. I promise I will be back in two days. Two days, come on that is a bargain. I really need to stay for at least a week." Kagome rode her bicycle as hard as her skinny legs would peddle. Inu Yasha was hot on her heels.
His hair stood on edge as his brain tried to process what she said.
"A week!" he bellowed.
"There ain't no way-"
"Baka! I said two days. Two days!" Kagome reached the well, leaping off the bike before it had even stopped and darting toward the bone eater's well. Inu Yasha reached out a clawed hand and . . .
"SIT!" He fell to the ground and Kagome jumped down the well.
Miroku, Sango, Shippo and Kirara all watched as Inu Yasha Stomped around shouting obscenities at Kagome's so called betrayal. He did it every time she left, his friends humored him. Knowing that covered by all that anger was fear. Fear that one day Kagome wouldn't come back. They began heading for the village, letting Inu Yasha rant and rave in peace.
Sesshoumaru was not happy. Rin was, however, so he suffered. Man did he suffer. Sesshoumaru ignored the stares of the humans, keeping his eye on the only human that mattered as she painstakingly chose the items that she needed for their outing. Meats, a few vegetables, herbs and spices. All of which they didn't have at the castle. She also chose a hand woven blanket, and a few practical items, like an incense that was used to keep insects away. Although Sesshoumaru was tired of the noise and the smell and just being in the overall presence of so many humans. He was satisfied with the treatment of himself and more importantly the treatment of his mate.
His sensitive ears could pick up all of the whispers being exchanged by the villagers, but not one derogatory statement had been made about Rin or her choice of company. He was also satisfied with their fear of him. It made their scent bearable, seeing as they stood as far away from him as possible, ready to bolt if he made any sudden move. Sesshoumaru resisted the urge to tease them.
He glanced over impatiently to where Rin was trying desperately to pay for the last item that she needed. She did this at every booth in the market place. Everyone refused to charge Sesshoumaru the Lord of the western lands and his mate. But Rin insisted anyway, which was really what took up most of the day. This peddler was being more insistent than the rest and Sesshoumaru had become agitated, for he felt as if something very bad were about to happen. Sesshoumaru growled at the peddler, who at once reached for the money his eyes darting to Sesshoumaru for approval. He received none, Sesshoumaru was scanning the crowd for any possible danger. He saw none and relaxed a little.
"There she is. That's the one I said fit your description, right down to the flower picking obsession."
Sesshoumaru turned sharply to see a strapping young man with a laughing face walk toward Rin. A young woman dressed in the garb of a Miko trailed behind him. Sesshoumaru wasted no time intercepting the two, before they got too close to Rin for his comfort.
The man stopped short, he was still grinning when he looked up into the face of the taiyoukai. The man was the tallest human Sesshoumaru had ever encountered nearly his own height. Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed into slits as he caught a whiff of the humans odor. The same smell that had covered Rin that time long ago when she had returned from the village. This was her male 'friend.' Sesshoumaru allowed poison to seep into his claws, his narrowed eyes flooded with blood and the happy human had the good grace to back, away from him.
Rin peeked from behind her mates back, wondering what had made him so angry. Her face lit with a smile when she saw the young man who had befriended her earlier. But her smile faded as she saw the woman standing behind her, preparing herself for battle. It couldn't be . . . it just couldn't. Still . . . Rin took a step from behind Sesshoumaru.
"Kiyomi?"
"This is a strange place . . . I have been to your mystic moon before, but never anywhere other than your school. It is rather busy isn't it?" Hitomi smiled tenderly at Van, who was staring in awe at all the tall buildings.
"Yes, though I grew up here, I must admit that even I am feeling a little overwhelmed."
They walked in companionable silence. Every once in a while Van would pull her close to prevent anyone from running into her. Hitomi who had grew up near busy streets and knew how to walk among so many people, didn't really need the added protection, but she accepted it, knowing it made Van feel more in control in an otherwise uncontrollable situation.
"Van do you think I will have time to check on my family? I believe this is the same time period that I came from."
Van dodge a slew of people pulling Hitomi with him.
"You can visit with your family, while I look for the girl. It will probably take a while. There are a lot of people here."
Hitomi resisted the urge to tell him that she could be anywhere on this vast world. There was no guarantee that she was in Japan.
"How will we find her?" She asked.
"All we can do is look, and ask questions. I will know her when we get near her." "How?"
"I will no longer be able to contain the Draconian in me." He spoke softly, and Hitomi digested his words, hoping that they wouldn't be near a large group of people when Van met the girl.
"Well first we need to assess all the information we have on her. What is her name?"
"Aelan Aleshanee Aira." His answer was short.
"What does she look like?"
"I am not certain, she has black hair and dark eyes. 'Her eyes shall be like no other' That is what her mother said. But I do not understand her meaning."
"Well . . .is she your age?"
"I am older. And yet I was born after her. About two or so years. Time moves differently on the mystic moon. The best tool we have in finding her is me. We do not have enough information."
Hitomi glanced at the street sign. "This is where we separate. Shall I meet you back here in three or four hours?"
Van tipped his head back and studied the sky. It would be dark soon. "Tomorrow, I doubt I will find her today. Meet me here when the sun rises." He called over his shoulder. His eyes scanning the crowd, he walked determinedly into the thick of the busy city. Ignoring the stares aimed his weird costume and un-groomed look, he willed his spirit to feel something, anything. The sooner he found her the better.