Disclaimer: NO! I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA! -goes to corner and has a breakdown-
Taro: Um...Is she having emotional problems?
Rae: No...idea.
Chapter 2
Sesshomaru
Sesshomaru…do you have someone to protect?
When I had been asked that question as a young child, I knew what my answer was, there was no need to think. I had lost everything years ago, even things that hadn't belonged to me, and so the only thing I could have kept was the urge for conquest. It was my negligible father's entire fault as well, if he could have just kept himself faithful to his mate then she wouldn't have died of heartbreak.
My mother, strangely enough, was a powerful and beautiful Inuyoukai with all the grace and mercy of a nun. She was gentle and loving and took joy in all things that walked on this earth, even humans which I hadn't minded so very much back then. She was the one who shaped my life during my early years, the one who made it so I knew things other than war, showed me the values and duties of being a youkai. Yet I'd lost all sight of those things when my father shunned her for that human female and made it so that she died of a broken heart, letting another demon fight her, and win. She bled to death in my very arms, telling me all the other things that my father never would have and made me promise so many things which I wonder at, such as that I would never kill my bastard half brother.
And so far, I have kept my vows, though one day I fear he will push me far too much so that I will be forced to kill him…though when that happens, I will have to have a very long talk with my mother. Quite honestly though, the damn boy is that infuriating the way he fights, it's so very sloppy and undignified of the Inuyoukai line, even if he is a hanyou.
Do I have someone to protect?
Though I have answered no so many times, with the winter night and the day of battles as my witness, in the face of the moon and Souunga, why then, did I bother protecting the little fool and Jaken as well as Rin. I could have indirectly brought about the end of the hanyou's miserable life. Yet I saved him, and my retainers with hardly a thought and sealed Souunga with my brother.
Why! These questions dance around in my mind, continuing to haunt me and torment me with the answers, so close, but so far, too far to reach. Softly growling, I cannot help but to wonder at why the fates have such a sense of humor, they really do not have anything better to do.
Things have changed though, I am no longer the Killing Perfection that everyone has known, and I am merely Lord Sesshomaru now, the protector and Lord of the Western Lands. The hatred I have felt for my half brother and disgust for humans have faded until it is the smallest of sparks although the bitterness I feel for my father still remains, there is no chance of it ever fading away.
Sometimes, like this night, I wonder why, but then an image surfaces from the swirling mass of thoughts that haunt my mind and I smile at the fresh smiling face softly, dryly.
Rin.
Do I have someone to protect? The answer I can give now, is yes, there is some I have to protect, for times have changed much after Naraku's death. The child, Rin wandered into my world of winter quietly, bringing with her a gentle sun which warmed the ice to Spring, and the young woman Rin has made an imprint on my heart which can never be taken away.
Rin stares into the fire with a haunted look in her raw eyes and I know what it is that gives her this madness and I know that it is difficult to alleviate this grief and anxiety she holds me. So I soothe her troubled mind the only way I know how, the only way I could, and proceed to reach out to her and wrap my arms (Yes two) around her, holding her against my chest where no one can see us. She takes comfort in my nearness and I can sense the thunder in her lithe form fade as she relaxes and I am glad. I know very well that she loves me, and she despairs that she can never say it, but I am willing to wait. I hold her to me tightly as she falls steadily asleep and I continue to watch the night sky, never letting go. For this Sesshomaru needs the spring to counteract his winter, and I am possessive of what is mine.
I have once said that love was for the weak, but if I should hold true to that, I believe I can continue to be weak…only for Rin.
Sesshomaru: WHAT? I AM NOT WEAK!
Psycho: Sure you aren't.
Sesshomaru: It's time for you to die! -draws Tokijin-
Psycho: Crap...see you peoples! Please drop a review and, cha!