Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, Rumiko owns them.
Author's ramblings:
Hello minna-san! Watashiwa totemo totemo gomenasai!
I know I've been away for far too long (two years too long!) But I didn't expect my life to be super busy during the course of that time what with the moving to the new house and the huge load of schoolwork from my lecturers. Plus my grades were slipping that year so I had to buck up, as my mom put it. Anyway, now I'm back and slowly starting to write again. I've changed the story abit so don't be surprised that it isn't the same as depicted by the summary but the main gist of it all will still be there.
I'm gonna start with the beginning which I have broken up into three parts and the chapters that will follow will explain more on Rin's situation and why she won't come back. Okay… I'm not gonna bore you anymore with my ramblings, on with the story.
Second Chance – The Beginning (part 1)
Second chances…
Only the privileged are bestowed with such a gift…
Only those who are worthy…
But what if an undeserving soul should ask for one...
Another chance… a second chance…
A second chance to make amends… to tell her that he would never leave her… that he would always come back for her… that… he would never forget her… even in death…
Would he be given that chance?
This lonely taiyoukai demands it so…for he cannot be without her.
Her presence has already left a mark on his cold, tainted soul… like warmth from a flame.
Just enough for him to feel again… to feel whole and alive again...
And so he has decided.
She cannot leave him!
He would defy earth, heaven and hell to bring her back.
Just so that he could tell her (if his pride permits him to)… that he was sorry… he didn't know it was … he couldn't have possibly known that… but he should have known it was a trap from the very beginning.
It was too easy… it ended too soon… he should have known.
Was it too late?
Would she forgive him?
Would she fear him?
Tenseiga didn't work… his father's sword… his inheritance… had deserted him. Did that mean that she doesn't want to return to his side?
Impossible!
She was the one who wanted to stay by his side forever!
She was the one who didn't want to leave!
But, she would have left him sooner or later… whether to a mate or in death.
But… that would have been different… she would have left him after several seasons had passed… she would have left him by choice!
She didn't choose what had happened to her today!
She didn't choose to leave him this way… he took that choice away from her.
But... he didn't know then… that it was a trap… he couldn't scent her out… not until it was too late to back away from the slaughter he had created.
He should have known it was a trap…
Naraku was always one for a show… he should have known that it was a puppet! But it was different this time… she was involved!
His puppets were never created that way before… he didn't know.
And now… she was gone… and it was his fault…
There's so much blood… so much blood.
On the ground surrounding her body, staining his clothes, his claws… his sword, Toukijin.
The smell was making him sick, but he couldn't look away from her…
He couldn't believe that she was gone, even as her lifeless empty eyes stared up at him…
He couldn't look away…
Why wouldn't Tenseiga work dammit!
The one time he wanted it to work… the one time he needed it to work…
Slowly, the sounds of Inuyasha and his group were reaching him.
He could hear their words… their accusations…
They were blaming him…
But he didn't know dammit!
He couldn't have known…
And now, she was gone…
No more silly smiles… no more trips to flower fields and meadows… no more sunshine… no more faithful, undeterred devotion and adoration towards him… no more childish curiosity filled questions …no more nothing.
Someone was tugging at his pant leg, bringing him out of his shocked state.
He looked down to find Jaken, his other faithful servant, looking up at him with unmistakable tears in his eyes.
"Sesshoumaru-sama… what do we do now?"
I don't know, Sesshoumaru thought to himself. What do we do now?
After a moment, he knew…
He knew what he had to do. It was the least he could do for her, for what she meant to him, for the memories he had of her.
Without acknowledging Jaken he swiftly gathered what remained of Rin and slowly turned to leave that place. That place will forever be etched into his memory as a place of darkness and evil. A place where the last of his compassion had died and ice surrounded his heart one more.