Authoress: sooo sorry for not updating in, like, forever...Ang finally made me get off my lazy
ass...--;;; I shouldn't get new PS2 games once school is over...Dance Dance Revolution 2 is
addictive...Oo....like, 'must play at least three hours straight and stopping only when you
literally drop' kinda addictive...
Inuyasha: stares at DDR mat, trying to figure out the thing what're the arrows for?
Authoress: --;;; I don't know him...but, anyways, I'm writing now because it's part of Ang's B-
day present...yeah, glares DAMN YOU FOR TURNING SIXTEEN BEFORE
MEEEE!!!!!...sniffle I'm still a lonely lil' pedestrian...I'm never GONNA WALK AROUND
TOWN AGAIN!!!! sob She'll try to hit meeeee!!!!...then tell me to 'write more damn it'!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha...or Sesshy...DDR2, PS2, or anything else that has come from
Japan, and, therefore, is superior to anything American! dances But I still kinda own
Tenshi...who is really remindin' me of Ang right about now...flinches don't kill me!
Chapter Four
'She's just like Kagome...' Inuyasha thought to himself, horrified, as he glanced over at the
youkai who had decided to follow him, since she had nothing else to do. He internally winced,
remembering all the times he 'sat' because he had pissed Kagome off, but chuckled when he
realized that Tenshi didn't have that particular, painful, ability.
"What are you laughing about?" Tenshi asked, glancing over at him. 'He kinda looks like that
youkai I killed...just more...human...'
"Nothing..." Inuyasha replied, forcing his eyes to remain off of the short demon. She stared at
him for a moment, then let her gaze refocus on a nearby tree. 'Why is she following me?'
"Where are we going?"
"...feh..." Inuyasha began to quicken his pace, inwardly wondering the same thing. 'As long as I
don't have to see any of them again, I don't care...'
"Sesshomaru-sama!!!!" Rin cried, racing past the youkai as she, yet again, ducked one of Jaken's
attempts to hit her with his staff. Jaken screamed something about Rin being worthless, starting
to fall behind the quick ningen.
Sesshomaru slowed down and turned to watch his retainer and Rin run around the near-empty
field. The few nocturnal creatures that were sitting in the high grass fled quickly when they heard
the two beings. He studied the young human, trying to remember why he was out on this
particular 'hike'. Rin had made him come along because he had been gone for months on a
'diplomatic' mission. The human was so persuasive, Sesshomaru discovered that he had even
agreed to teach her how to fight and demon 'politics' so she could come with him more often.
The girl had already found his weakness, something no one else had ever been able to do, and
more than once, she had used that knowledge to con him into something. There were more than
enough 'pets' at the castle to prove that. Rin knew that Sesshomaru couldn't stand when she
cried, that he couldn't bear to see her sad, but what she didn't know was that she, all together,
not just her sadness or tears, was his only weakness.
On more than one occasion, Sesshomaru asked himself why...why he saved her, why he took her
in...why he now, to himself, called her his daughter.
"Sesshomaru-sama!!!" The air filled with the girl's laughter as she tripped Jaken, sending the poor
toad flying through the air and into the nearby river. Sesshomaru shook himself from his thoughts
to look up at her and faltered when he saw her.
The one ponytail that she continuously wore on the top of her head had come undone, letting all
of her hair fall down her shoulders, making her look very different from the child who had lived
with him for so long. Her kimono was dark blue with red sakura blossoms down both of the
sleeves and showed off her figure, a figure Sesshomaru didn't remember Rin possessing.
In the few months he was gone, Rin had literally grown up. Her face was no longer childish, the
slightly round face replaced by a thinner, much more mature-looking one. The moment
Sesshomaru realized that 'his' child was no longer a child, he had the uncharacteristic thought to
cry. Repressing that disturbing idea, Sesshomaru looked away from Rin, his eyes searching for
his retainer. He finally saw Jaken, sitting in the middle of the river, mumbling to himself.
"Sesshomaru-sama, is something wrong?" Rin asked, studying Sesshomaru. She knew him well
enough to see there was something troubling him, something about her. 'What's wrong with
him?'
"No," Sesshomaru replied quickly, turning to face the direction of the palace.
'He's lying...' Rin thought to herself, trying to think of something that would make Sesshomaru
act so peculiar. 'He looks almost...sad...'
Authoress: sorry for the short chappie...and for the whole Rin/Sesshy thing...I'm still unsure if I'll
make Sesshy–stopping that one right there...but, as Ang (who gave me the outlines) knows,
there's a strange twist that most won't think of...drumroll until it's tooo late!!!! laughs
insanely
Sesshomaru: glares
Authoress: until then, I'll bid adieu, and kneels PLEEAAASSEEEE review, even though I'm
not writing this according to da number of reviews...sniffle I need -some- motivation!
ass...--;;; I shouldn't get new PS2 games once school is over...Dance Dance Revolution 2 is
addictive...Oo....like, 'must play at least three hours straight and stopping only when you
literally drop' kinda addictive...
Inuyasha: stares at DDR mat, trying to figure out the thing what're the arrows for?
Authoress: --;;; I don't know him...but, anyways, I'm writing now because it's part of Ang's B-
day present...yeah, glares DAMN YOU FOR TURNING SIXTEEN BEFORE
MEEEE!!!!!...sniffle I'm still a lonely lil' pedestrian...I'm never GONNA WALK AROUND
TOWN AGAIN!!!! sob She'll try to hit meeeee!!!!...then tell me to 'write more damn it'!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha...or Sesshy...DDR2, PS2, or anything else that has come from
Japan, and, therefore, is superior to anything American! dances But I still kinda own
Tenshi...who is really remindin' me of Ang right about now...flinches don't kill me!
Chapter Four
'She's just like Kagome...' Inuyasha thought to himself, horrified, as he glanced over at the
youkai who had decided to follow him, since she had nothing else to do. He internally winced,
remembering all the times he 'sat' because he had pissed Kagome off, but chuckled when he
realized that Tenshi didn't have that particular, painful, ability.
"What are you laughing about?" Tenshi asked, glancing over at him. 'He kinda looks like that
youkai I killed...just more...human...'
"Nothing..." Inuyasha replied, forcing his eyes to remain off of the short demon. She stared at
him for a moment, then let her gaze refocus on a nearby tree. 'Why is she following me?'
"Where are we going?"
"...feh..." Inuyasha began to quicken his pace, inwardly wondering the same thing. 'As long as I
don't have to see any of them again, I don't care...'
"Sesshomaru-sama!!!!" Rin cried, racing past the youkai as she, yet again, ducked one of Jaken's
attempts to hit her with his staff. Jaken screamed something about Rin being worthless, starting
to fall behind the quick ningen.
Sesshomaru slowed down and turned to watch his retainer and Rin run around the near-empty
field. The few nocturnal creatures that were sitting in the high grass fled quickly when they heard
the two beings. He studied the young human, trying to remember why he was out on this
particular 'hike'. Rin had made him come along because he had been gone for months on a
'diplomatic' mission. The human was so persuasive, Sesshomaru discovered that he had even
agreed to teach her how to fight and demon 'politics' so she could come with him more often.
The girl had already found his weakness, something no one else had ever been able to do, and
more than once, she had used that knowledge to con him into something. There were more than
enough 'pets' at the castle to prove that. Rin knew that Sesshomaru couldn't stand when she
cried, that he couldn't bear to see her sad, but what she didn't know was that she, all together,
not just her sadness or tears, was his only weakness.
On more than one occasion, Sesshomaru asked himself why...why he saved her, why he took her
in...why he now, to himself, called her his daughter.
"Sesshomaru-sama!!!" The air filled with the girl's laughter as she tripped Jaken, sending the poor
toad flying through the air and into the nearby river. Sesshomaru shook himself from his thoughts
to look up at her and faltered when he saw her.
The one ponytail that she continuously wore on the top of her head had come undone, letting all
of her hair fall down her shoulders, making her look very different from the child who had lived
with him for so long. Her kimono was dark blue with red sakura blossoms down both of the
sleeves and showed off her figure, a figure Sesshomaru didn't remember Rin possessing.
In the few months he was gone, Rin had literally grown up. Her face was no longer childish, the
slightly round face replaced by a thinner, much more mature-looking one. The moment
Sesshomaru realized that 'his' child was no longer a child, he had the uncharacteristic thought to
cry. Repressing that disturbing idea, Sesshomaru looked away from Rin, his eyes searching for
his retainer. He finally saw Jaken, sitting in the middle of the river, mumbling to himself.
"Sesshomaru-sama, is something wrong?" Rin asked, studying Sesshomaru. She knew him well
enough to see there was something troubling him, something about her. 'What's wrong with
him?'
"No," Sesshomaru replied quickly, turning to face the direction of the palace.
'He's lying...' Rin thought to herself, trying to think of something that would make Sesshomaru
act so peculiar. 'He looks almost...sad...'
Authoress: sorry for the short chappie...and for the whole Rin/Sesshy thing...I'm still unsure if I'll
make Sesshy–stopping that one right there...but, as Ang (who gave me the outlines) knows,
there's a strange twist that most won't think of...drumroll until it's tooo late!!!! laughs
insanely
Sesshomaru: glares
Authoress: until then, I'll bid adieu, and kneels PLEEAAASSEEEE review, even though I'm
not writing this according to da number of reviews...sniffle I need -some- motivation!
