Some Chapter Notes:

The italicized quotes indicates speaking in Polish (save times and energy than translating)

I did write a couple more chaps but I think this shall remain a good cliffhanger spot for now until I write some more stuff.

A Wound Left Behind

By Fantasy Cat

Part Five

In the afternoon, she was busy caring for Shippo. She could not wait for the next weekend when she would be free to go out and see him without anyone becoming suspicious. In the meantime, Rin used her previous knowledge, her family, and some library books, to do one thing…learn some Polish. Her family seemed to be pleased by her interest to learn the native language. It was only in this way that she could communicate with Sesshomaru.

As the weekend got closer, Rin had a harder time getting to sleep. Rin didn't think the dreams would return now that she had gotten to know Sesshomaru better but she was dead wrong…

She was in that room again…a room that was very high. It kept her warm in the wintertime. But it was dark now and she was still so small that she couldn't reach the light switch. She went over to the window standing on her toes to look out but all she could see was snow. For some reason, she felt as though she had to reach for something and she gripped the shelf infront of her. Things began to fall. Glass began to break and that was when the lights came on and when she heard and loud yelling. Before her was Sesshomaru with a bloody arm and pieces broken glass within. Rin was all of the sudden naked and wet.

She had to hold her breath to keep from screaming. Rin quickly snatched her teddy bear, a comfort to her whenever she had a really bad dream. While she hold the bear closer to her, it made Rin realize something. This bear must've been a part of her former life. It was the only thing that she had recalled owning before coming to America and it had been in her dreams…the ones where she was in that room. Seeing Sesshomaru in her dream…could that have just been a coincidence? Probably, but still, the scream that came from Sesshomaru did not sound any different from the other bits of voices she had heard in past dreams.

The dream she had the next night was slightly different. She was in that room again. Looking out the window she saw that it was daytime and it seemed like all she could outside was gray and buildings seemed to have collapsed as far as she could see. This time, however Rin did not need to lift her toes. She had slightly grown. There were voices outside the door, that of two gentlemen speaking a soft unknown language. Rin held her teddy bear and sat down by the door listening to the voices. She still couldn't understand them. She stood up and alas her arm could now reach the doorknob. The door opened to something she swore she had never seen before. A staircase going down…all the way down and their at the very bottom's end was light, the source of the calm voices. With her bear in tow, Rin courageously took her first steps down this staircase, quietly scooting her bottom down one step at a time. Sometimes she paused if she heard silence. The voices however still kept chatting and Rin finally got down the stairs. Cautiously lifting herself up she made one swift movement to the left…

There before her was Sesshomaru lying on a couch or maybe a fancy bed. It looked like he was sleeping except his eyes were opened. There were two men present in that room. One was an old man, a stranger sitting on a chair by Sesshomaru. On the other side of him was a short round man, someone who seemed to have and essence of familiarity to Rin.

They had all jumped and turned towards Rin. She had been frightened by the look of Sesshomaru's face as he got up and looked straight at her. It looked as if he was about to have a heart attack.

He seemed to be charging towards her…with his face spelling both anger and fear. The closer he got to her, the dizzier Rin began to feel. There was an ill feeling in her stomach that began to rise and boil over. In a few slow moment's time, Rin was toppling backwards until she hit the floor. Her body temperature was still rising with every moment she had spent in the dark. The vision of darkness would disappear an suddenly a strange old man was poking something at her which she failed to recognize but it felt so painful…utterly painful.

Sesshomaru had become more and more present in her dreams. It was a long shot but there were already some possible connections between these two things. For one, Rin knew that Sesshomaru was a man who was somehow involved in the war…the terrible war which was permanently a part of her past. And her bear, it somewhat fitted into that past two. The room in her dream…was probably an important room to have so many of her dreams take place within it.

The next Saturday, she packed more food for Sesshomaru in her bookbag and went over to the warehouse. Rin had a piece of paper with sayings and questions she wanted so curiously to ask Sesshomaru. She waited until after he ate, but the butterflies in her stomach began to flutter. There was some fear in asking her questions. It had come to past now that Sesshomaru was a man of unpredictable behavior.

Her hands were shaking as she took the piece of paper out to read the notes she had written in the past week.

"Sesshomaru, I want to ask you many questions."

He looked at her and smiled. He took notice of the fact that Rin wanted to speak to her in his language so bad that she had to research what she wanted to say on paper.

"Where are you from?"

"No."

No? Why did he say that? Did Rin asked that question wrong? She looked at him, her eyes trailed to his patch, the Nazi patch as she had now recognized.

"What is this?"

Sesshomaru slapped Rin's hand away from him. This was not going anywhere pretty. She couldn't tell if Sesshomaru was becoming upset at her but her glared at her with deadening eyes while trying to conceal the patch Rin had questioned.

She decided to not make this more troublesome anymore. She wanted to apologize. She wanted to leave, but she was too scared even to do that. Sesshomaru was still staring at her even grunting.

Rin looked to her book bag to see if she had any more but she did not. She did however bring her teddy bear, stuffed halfway into the bag. She had brought this teddy bear as a means of communicating with her friend but she had been so focused on interrogation instead. It made her feel awful. Perhaps she could lighten things up now…

She pulled the bear out and showed it to Sesshomaru who no longer seemed interested in paying attention to the girl.

"Um…this is my friend…like you. This is my friend from Poland."

Sesshomaru slowly turned to look and caught sight of the bear. Why? Why did everything seem to have given him such a fright? He couldn't move. His eyes were fixed on that bear. It was going to kill him? No worse than that. It was going to kill his soul…torment…haunt. He did not like this feeling, which went straight into his brain. It flashed all of these memories, which showed no horror yet it was killing him inside at the slightest thought of it.

He snatched the bear from Rin's hand and threw it across the empty warehouse. He started beating his own head against the wall.

Rin was completely aghast. She was afraid to hear him scream or yell at her after losing that bear. She had done it. Whatever she had done, it has caused complete rage for Sesshomaru. Rin grabbed her bag and ran before catching a glimpse of the blood that began to seep from Sesshomaru's head and he threw it against the wall.

She ran to her bike. At top speed, she flew away from the harbors. The tears began to fly off her face and into the air. When she had realize that her crying was starting to affect her escape to home, she stopped. Closing off all that was around her she sobbed.

He was letting his head throb in pain. The girl had left. How he had despised her company. She had restored such nightmares into him that he could not have ever imagined. Still, her presence brought out the greatest curiosity in him and a part of him was a bit disappointed that these feelings might no longer occur again. He walked over, hand on his bleeding head, to the fallen teddy bear. He held the bear in his hand and began to investigate all of the bear's distinct features. It was aging as there were some tears here and there. The brown color seemed to be fading as well. His eyes were transfixed on a spot different from the rest of the bear. One foot seemed to have some faded black marks. His finger played around with the black mark and soon he was writing a single letter over the marks…

…the letter S.

He did not think anymore. He only ran following the thin sand tracks of a bicycle tire. Up the hill and down the alleyways he tracked the left behind sand, perhaps a gift of his former self. When the sand seemed to be fading from his sight, he relied only on instinct alone.

He saw her. Sitting on her bike and crying. He hid a few feet from her trying to avoid making his presence known, even, no, especially to anyone else around. He was still wearing that sign on his coat. It was a sign that people were not allowed to see. After a few minutes he watched the girl slowly depart on her bike.

Sesshomaru carefully followed her…he hid amongst trees, bushes, and alleyways. All the while he concentrated on Rin, silent as a ghost.

Many blocks later he watched her stopped at a double house. The last she did before she entered on of its doors was wiping the tears from her face.

Sesshomaru, from his hiding place, watched the house as if something of importance was going to come.

Something did come though. An old automobile slowly came to a stop infront of the house and parked itself right there. He watched a man come out of the car…

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