Sesshoumaru-Papa

I've decided to try a shorter fic so this is what popped into my mind first.

Ever since that day, the fated day that I met him, I knew that there was something special about him. I knew that there was something special about my Sesshoumaru-Sama. The fact that he was a youkai didn't faze me one bit as I approached him that evening. I remember exactly what I was doing. I was scrounging the ground for what would be my dinner that night. Those leaves weren't taut enough, and those were too ripe, I couldn't do a thing with this. I couldn't go to the lake to catch any fish or I'd get beaten again by the elders. That's when I looked up and saw something, a shiny white orb fall from the sky and land gently in the middle of the forest. I didn't even hear a whisper of an explosion or the ground rumble beneath my feet, but I knew that someone was in trouble.

Immediately, I took off, running through the forest, dodging past trees and as I got closer, I began to get chilly. I slowed to a walk and wrapped my arms around my body, rubbing my hands against my arms. What was causing this to happen to me in the midst of summer? All of these thoughts erased automatically when I saw the most graceful yet tragic scene I had ever laid eyes upon. It was a man, a youkai man laid on the ground. He was wearing mostly white, but the thing I noticed most was a boa-like furry accessory wrapped around his right arm and flowing down to the ground with the rest of his royal warrior garments. His face was turned away from me so I wasn't sure if he was dead or asleep. So I moved forward. I felt my bare feet scrape against the grass so loudly. It was as if I was just asking to be noticed, but I was trying my best to be silent. Too late.

As soon as I took one more step, the creature spun to face me, large red eyes of fury glowing, and growled at me threateningly. I gasped, which was one of the few sounds I had ever made since my parents were killed and I was rendered a mute. I began to back away. My mind was screaming out to me, "Run away! Run away!" But my heart was countering with, "He needs you, Rin-chan. Do not abandon him." So what did I do? I did not abandon him, how could I? However, I did leave. I wasn't going to stay and talk to him, I couldn't. Not only was there a danger of him deciding to kill me, little girl or not, but I could not speak to anyone. A mute shows no favorites. So I left only to return the next day with some of the food that I had collected for myself the day before. I wanted to return to him as soon as I could so I didn't have time to pick more food for myself. I remember how settled my heart felt inside when I met up with him this second time. His eyes were closed, no longer red I assumed, and he was lying on his boa, so I assumed he hadn't moved from that spot since I last saw him. He must have been hurt really bad. My heart sank. Who could have done such a thing? He was sleeping, but I could tell that he knew I was there. So I set down the thermos of warm soup and bits of grain that I had left.

I smiled to myself and turned to walk away, but then I heard him speak for the first time. His voice was firm yet his face was mild. He said he didn't eat the type of food that I brought him. Of course now I understand that since he's a youkai, he's not interested at all in any of the food that I like. But being as naïve as I was back then, I took what he said the wrong way. He didn't eat that type of food? Well I went to fetch him some more, some fresh fish this time. I was discovered and beaten by the elders. I could only see out of one eye after they were finished with me. I dare not even think of what my other eye eve looked like. I was not afraid. I continued to move on, picking out only the best grain that I could find. I went back to him.

Before I even reached him he turned me away, but a bit kinder this time. This only made me refuse more. I ran to him and threw myself onto my knees, offering the food to him with the little muffles of words that I could get out at the time. He didn't even look at me. I sighed in defeat, staring down at the grain that I had worked so hard to find for him.

"What's happened to you, girl?"

I looked up, surprised that those words came from him, the same person who turned me away, the same person who told me to leave him alone. When I didn't answer, he looked at me. His eyes, they were so gentle. To think that I was once nearly frightened away by them, but now they were mild like golden stones on a beach at sunrise. I couldn't help but laugh. I surprised even myself. It was the only emotion that I had expressed in so long, yet the only one that I could allow myself to convey. It was then that I knew that I had been right all along. He was not the fearful youkai that he had been when I first met him, at least not to everyone. He was powerful, yet weak, cold, yet kind, mysterious, yet I could read his every thought. Isn't this odd? How a great high-class youkai and a peasant girl, total strangers, came to travel together?

"Don't think that I care, I'm just curious."

Oh, but you do care, Sesshoumaru-sama. You shouldn't try to hide it. I knew he cared, otherwise he would never have asked me. My grin was wide as I laughed at him, but his neutral expression never changed.

So when I returned to the village that afternoon, I was so happy. I skipped home as if I was walking on a cloud. My mission was finally complete, or so I thought. As I walked into my cave of a home I saw a man there, drinking whatever was left of my fresh water. He turned to me and asked if the cave belonged to me. I gravitated to the side of the cave and nodded shyly.

At that moment, I heard wolves, we both heard wolves. They were heading our way and they weren't just passing by. The man fled from the cave, pushing me out of his way and leaped into the lake, trying to swim away, but they got him. The wolves followed him into the lake and bit him, dragging him out by his flesh. And then I saw their master, he was a wolf youkai! He said something, but I couldn't hear from where I was, but I supposed the man owed something to him. When he took it back, he commanded the wolves to kill him, and not only them, but whomever else they wanted. My body was quivering. What was I to do? I could only stand there and watch the wolves slaughter every single person in my village. And then they only did what came natural to them: they came after me.

I don't remember how long I ran, but I knew that my legs weren't giving in any time soon. I wasn't going to let myself die, not after I had come so far in my short life. I had too many things to do. But I was so scared, and I only had one capable eye to lead me to safety. I looked up ahead and I could see him, or what I imagined of him. Sesshoumaru-sama. He was standing in the distance, his long white hair flowing like a river. I could only think of him as I tripped on a loose root and fell to the ground. He was the last thing on my mind as the wolves caught up with me...