Been a while, I know. But classes…yeah. At least I'm writing again after skipping out for over a month.

Daaku Tennotsukai - Thanx for being reviewer #1

Angaloth - You really don't see much of Rin like this. I think it's an optimistic change. Yet she still has her painful past, that's only hidden by the person she has become.

Sess.R.Us - Teeheehee, what a cool name! Indeed crazy Sesshie!

LoCaD - Sorry, I shouldve ended Blood Brother to make it sound more complete but I don't have a clue how long this story is gonna wind up. Depends on how much I can think of.

A Wound Left Behind

By Fantasy Cat

Part Two

Frozen to the spot Rin waited for the footsteps to pass but they only came louder, which ultimately meant that they were coming closer. She laid on her stomach, closing her eyes and trying to get the fear out of her system.

And then she felt a strong grip on her ankle, the one that got sprained. Someone was grabbing her and trying to lift her foot up. Too frightened to scream, too much in pain to move, Rin only quivered under her breath.

"Hey! Stehen sie auf!"

Ste-what? Perhaps she was too scared to see what the person touching her was saying. And then she felt her side being grabbed. Rin was suddenly rolled on her back and caught the glimpse of the figure.

Although it was too dark, she could see long shaggy hair covering the man's head…it was much like Shippo's dad and her neighbor, Mr. Inuyasha. But this man was bigger, and he had a terrible stench. He wore a dark trenchcoat that was slightly opened and Rin could see the filthy clothing from underneath. The shaggy man reached out and pulled Rin from off the ground.

Soon Rin found herself somewhat standing. She waved her arms out afraid of losing her balance and then the man grabbed her arm and forced it on cold metal. It was her bike. The lunch box was still in the basket.

Holding onto the bike, trying to reclaim her balance, she stared up at him.

"Gehen sie," he said loud and coldly.

Now Rin realized that he was a foreigner but she couldn't determine what country. It sounded quite familiar though. Hell, that voice sounded familiar as well.

"JEZTZ!"

Rin jumped at the snapping growl of the stranger's voice and jumped onto her bike. He was mad. Rin made as much effort as she could to push the pedals on her bike. It was very painful. She did it carefully yet quickly enough so she could get out of the man's sight.

The struggle to pedal home lasted an hour. Sure enough Rin got in trouble with her parents and was grounded. It turned out to be a terrible night.

Every night, she had dreamt about someone, an adult yelling at her in a language she didn't understand. She knew she had done something wrong but she did not understand what it was and suddenly, the figure who had been yelling at Rin would dissappear and reappear from sight.

Soon, Rin began to actually make up a face and a voice for that strange person. Sometimes it would look like Mr. Inuyasha. Then she remembered the foreigner at the pier. It became clear that it was he yelling at Rin, in his loud and strange language. And Rin could not understand what she had done wrong to upset a man she didn't understand nor knew.

After having the dream again one night Rin woke up in the middle of the night and started to cry. It didn't occur to her until after three minutes how loud she was. Shippo's family could be hearing her on the other side of the wall.

And then a knock and a creek at the door came her mother.

"Rin…what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Sango went to sit by the bedside of Rin. They saw Miroku take a peek into the room and went to bed knowing that his wife could handle the delicate situation better than he could.

"I'm sorry, mom," choked Rin.

"About last week? It's already behind us."

"No…I mean waking you up. It's a dumb reason. I've just been having…bad dreams."

"It's not a dumb reason, Rin. We still have nightmares…your father and I. You know Shippo's mother and father have bad dreams beyond compare…" Sango brought Rin closer not caring that she may be too old to turn to mother over such things. "Your dreams…do they have anything to do with the past?" asked Sango.

"I dunno…but when I dream I'm always younger…much younger than I am now."

"What do you remember about your family Rin…your old one?" Rin knew for as long as she could remember that Sango and Miroku were not her real parents. Yet she couldn't remember having a family before them.

"I…" Rin said. "I really can't remember anything."

"I'm sorry, Rin. I wish I knew where you came from as well." Sango gave her daughter a kiss hoping that now Rin felt better enough to rest. But after she left Rin continued to stay up. Her mind kept struggling, struggling to figure out the past.

She thought about her dreams again. They could be the key but why wasn't she able to interpret or understand them?

Suddenly Rin felt a sense of déjà vu as she lied in bed. Her treasure teddy bear was laying by her side. Rin quickly turned on the light by her bed and took a good look at that bear…that bear…it was a very old bear but something told her that this was the same one she carried in her dreams. It must've been a part of her before she was adopted but Mr. Inuyasha said he bought it for her.

"I remember you whining about it. You saw the smelly old bear and didn't want to let go of it," Inuyasha told her. "And your parents still haven't paid me back!"

Rin sighed. She probably didn't have anything, not even a single toy before then. She wondered how long she had been an orphan in that country. She knew about the war, she knew everyone's story in that double house but her's was the most difficult to decipher.

The only hints she had were obvious ones told by the adults. They all lost their families to prison camps and it was most likely that she did too.

Rin failed to sleep that entire night. The next day, she asked her mother to tell her in as much detail as she could how they "found" her. Sango must've told her only once or twice before, when she was younger.

"We were stopped, your father and I. We were fleeing from all of these attacks and this guard pushed you into our car. That's all that really happened."

Rin had another curiosity occur to her. "How is my name Rin?"

"You told us."

"I did?"

"Yes. I was surprised myself that someone who was alone could remember their own name. You probably have a better memory than you thought."

At the same time, Rin felt good but still disappointed. Knowing her name didn't help matters at all. Maybe if she could remember what might have been her last name, then things would've been different. But that was all a blank.

"It's a beautiful day outside," said Sango. Maybe you should go outside and clear your head. Shippo is gone with his mother so you don't have a thing to worry."

Rin was surprised at her mother's request. She probably wanted Rin to go outside because her dreams were causing her to lose her mind which was mostly true. Rin got her mother to pack her a coke and a sandwich since Rin had a feeling that she would be at the park for a while.

That warm and clear Saturday, her grounding had been long over and her ankle had healed. As she biked in the direction of the park she came upon an intersection of signs. One was pointing towards the pier.

In a flash her mind was screaming. Rin suddenly stopped her bike and was on the urge of tears. Hearing yelling in your own head was never a good sign, never a good sign. She tried to breathe as though she was deadly afraid. 'Yeah,' thought Rin. 'I'm afraid I'm gonna end up in a mental hospital.'

Rin just sat on her bike at that intersection trying to clear her mind of those terrible noises. It wasn't just yelling, they sounded almost like bombs coming from the sky.

'This just has to be my imagination,' thought Rin.

She pedaled straight down the street, towards the pier. Subconsciously she knew this was crazy but she was determined to go down there and see for herself if that one night was all a dream. Rin remembered where that pier was. She parked her bike and walked around.

By this time Rin was tired. She decided to have lunch on that wooden surface with her legs dangling over the water. But just as she opened her paper bag, she heard a growl. She instantly looked around but didn't see a thing. She looked over and down.

Over the pier to her left was sand, and a trail of footprints. She grabbed her lunch bag and leaped off the pier unto the small beach. The footprints went back up the hill and there was a small warehouse. As Rin approached the building, it scared her how everything seemed quiet. It was uninhabited with the exception of seagulls flying low.

She knew with every second how crazy this was, but in a way she felt that confronting this situation could possibly put those bad dreams to an end. Closer and closer Rin began to recognize the many boarded up windows and the dirt underneath her feet. She nudged the door as carefully as she could and squeezed in.

The warehouse inside was one large room, dark and very dusty. There were only piles of boxes here and there but the placed seemed empty. She cautiously turned around and then her heart completely stopped…

A loud gasp echoed throughout the warehouse.

I think I'll stop there to even the chaps out. I wrote 200 more words of story, but they'll be for the next chap (don't worry I wont make you wait this long again). So I know nothing much happened here (seems a bit repetitive). I'm so sorry. There's gonna be some interesting stuff happening in the next chap. Keep reading! I wuv reviews!