Disclaimer: Fine. I don't own Fluffy. Or Rin. Or anyone! X.X Okies, before anyone starts to read this... I need to warn you. Character death. Angst- sadness, depression, whatever you want to call it. (In my opinion, it's not that angsty, but I rather like this kinda stuff... just ignore me, the raving, insane authoress...) So be forewarned! (It does have a happy ending though. Hehe. Actually, there could be a really depressing ending, or a happy one. I'm not quite sure yet... XP) Yup. Also, thank-you to the people who reviewed 'The Birds and the Bees'!! I feel special... I'd also like to thank... (x.x) YokoYoukai for kinda-sorta Beta reading this for me... This is the Rin/Sesshomaru ficcy I was talking about in my profile, if anyone cared to read it... So here it goes!! Oh! And this 'story' will only be about two or three chapters long... Just thought you should know!

-Imomen-

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she ran, long legs flying from underneath her. It didn't matter where she was going, as long as it was away... from him. Months after months or preparing herself, gathering up the courage to tell him, and he had rejected her. Not an apology, not a response at all, just an almost pitying look. A bitter smile found its way to her lips as she collapsed against a nearby tree, blinking away more tears. Then again, what had she really expected his response to be? It was how he had been raised- humans and youkai were not to mix, ever. It was shameful, and hanyous were abnormalities and a disgrace to both the mother and the father. She supposed watching his own father being murdered in front of your eyes while he was protecting a ningen woman and her half-demon son probably had something to do with his beliefs, but... That didn't give him a reason to not even think about what she had said.

Pushing a lock of hair behind her ear, she gave a small snort. Wasn't she worth anything at all to him? Didn't all the years they'd traveled together...affect him at all? "Sesshomaru-sama..." she whimpered. "I-" her breath caught in her throat as she choked the words out. "Love you..." It felt good to say it out in the open again, alone and by herself. Tears started to leak out of her eyes and she angrily pushed them away with the edge of her sleeve; drawing her legs to her wrist and wrapping her arms around her protectively, all the while surveying her surroundings. She had ended up in a forest, there was no doubt of that, but she didn't recognize anything in it. "Great." Her eyes started to prick for what seemed like the millionth time. "Now I'm lost, too." She shivered, noting how dark it was and that it was getting colder by the moment. Shifting uncomfortably and hugging herself closer, she winced as she bumped into something sharp and felt a tug as her red kimono ripped. "What the-?" she freed a hand and reached under her, yanking a long katana out of the ground. Any other time she probably would have moved in disgust, because if the sword had belonged to someone, she was probably sitting on their bones right now; but she was simply to exhausted to move. Pulling the sword into her lap, she touched the tip of it gently, gasping lightly when it drew blood. Memories flashed through her head of the times Jaken had told her stories of people committing suicide- whether they were ashamed of themselves, been rejected by a lover, had dishonored someone... There were tons of reasons.

Her body froze as her mind replayed what she had just thought. People...killed themselves...for being turned down by their lovers? Her hands started to shake as she held the sword distraughtedly. Exactly like had what happened to her. A muffled whimper escaped her mouth, her eyes on the blade and body still trembling slightly. If she killed herself, would Sesshomaru even notice? Would anyone notice? "Probably not..." without meaning to, she smiled sadly; repositioning the sword so it was facing her and nestled between her knees to get a better look. It would be painless, she knew, if she stabbed the right part of her, or so Jaken said. Not that the toad youkai was ever very trustworthy, but what else did she have to go on? She cautiously reached a hand to touch the handle, the rough leather binding feeling somehow comforting. Tilting her head up, she studied the stars as she gripped the sword with both hands. If this was going to be the last sight she saw, that was okay with her. At least it was pretty... A shooting star shot across the sky, and she smiled wistfully. Maybe if she wished hard enough, Sesshomaru would come and stop her, tell her he loved her... In her dreams and nothing more. It was better to do this than to live with the hurt of rejection for the rest of her life. Closing her eyes, she calmly lifted the sword up, feeling for some reason not nervous at all. She would meet her lord again, in another world, another time, another place. "Thank you, Kami, for allowing me this time with him..." she murmured. One last breath and she pushed the sword deep inside the flesh of her chest; her vision getting dizzy as she heard a sickening crunch and felt blood, slow at first, begin to slide down her body. "Arigatou, Sesshomaru-sama..." her breathing was labored as her body leaned over, falling to the ground with the sword sticking even deeper inside of her.

"Aishiteru..."

-Japanese Words-

Hanyou- half demon

Youkai- demon

Katana- sword

Aishiteru- I love you

Arigatou- thank-you

Kami- God

Sama- used after names, meaning 'lord'

Kimono- a Japanese garment, sort of like a robe

Ningen- human

Alrighty then... Umm... I really don't know what to say, except...well, actually, I don't have anything to say...Please R&R! ::receives evil glares:: Or...eh... You don't really have to... Actually, I take that back. You do have to! No hurting the authoress, please... O.O Next chapter will be out soon! ...Unless, of course, I get more flames than actual reviews... X.x I warned you about character death! I did!!

-Imomen-

PS- Remember. You can throw things at me, but if I die, who will update? Please read and review! Thanks!

PPS- I've decided to just do the spacing regular like this until I can find a better way... x.x

PPPS- (x.x)- At the end of this story, there is a chance of some lemoness, but not much, if any. Just a pre-warning!