Chapter 8

I do not own Inu-Yasha or my adorable, lovable, poochie, Sesshomaru.

Rin felt bad for Sesshomaru. She did not know how to react. As soon as she saw his arm, it was seconds later, back under his sleeve. She excused herself to get a cup of tea for him and her as well.

Moments later, upon entering the room, Rin was about to give Sesshomaru his cup, when she noticed something. Sesshomaru was fast asleep on Rin's bed. He was laying on top of the covers, almost sitting up against his fur boa that surrounded him, making him look like a giant fuzz ball. Strangely though, he didn't have his serious expression like earlier; it was peaceful. It was as if Rin had never seen him, she might have thought of him quite soft hearted.

Rin didn't want to wake the prince, so she sat on the floor and drank her tea. At one point, she accidentally slurped a little too loud. She froze. The "fuzz ball" stirred a bit. What if I woke him? She wondered. Rin had finished her tea.

She walked over to gaze at the lord. His eyelids were very smooth and red at the top; just like the tapestry. His skin was very fare, but also a little tan, and glowed at his high cheek bones. He had the softest of lips and they were like two pale rose petals. His eye brows were very thin, and the perfect curves. He had a long, but not too curved of a nose, and long eye lashes. He had an indigo crescent upon his forehead that was a natural birthmark. Also, there were two maroon stripes on both his cheeks that were natural too. His hair was like a wave of silver and baby blue silk threads, which shimmered in a glossy luster.

Rin remembered looking up into his beautiful liquid gold and crystallized amber eyes. She remembered taking his soft, creamy colo s that were covered in two stripes as well, when she led him to her room; or his long iridescent nails that were so perfect, yet could kill at the same time.

Sesshomaru was bathed in beauty, as is his father, embroidered in her tapestry. Inu-Yasha also carried the gift, but his beauty was of a different sort, and because of countless days and nights in the woods, he had a wild and untamed nature about his looks, meaning in a good and bad way.

His hair was not like Sesshomaru's or his father's. Inu-Yasha's hair was thick and more grayish blue. This trait was inherited from his beloved mother. Her hair was black and kind of thick.

Inu-Yasha was also not quite as tall as Sesshomaru or his father, Inu-Taisho. This was probably because Inu-Yasha was still in a stage of adolescence, but his mother, Izayoi, was short. Many Japanese women were not very tall, but everyone from Izayoi's family carried a trait for short stature, while Inu-Taisho's did not. His eyes were like Sesshomaru's, but the shape of his eyes tended to be wider. Inu-Yasha was very much like Sesshomaru, but also very, very, different, according to both brothers.

Rin liked Inu-Yasha a lot. He was always nice to her. Rin could never see why Kagome was always talking about him like he was mean, or stupid, or egotistic. She did see some occasions where he was being childish, but that was about it. To Rin, Inu-Yasha seemed smarter than Kagome let on.

One day, Kagome was angry with Inu-Yasha for one of her problems and sat him ten times, even when he had nothing to do with the problem. Rin took pity on him and stroked his head softly and rubbed his back, which hurt from the pain rising "sit". "Why did she do that!" Inu-Yasha asked frantically. Really, when Kagome was mad, no one was going to get in her way! "I", Rin said, "I would never sit you." Inu-Yasha was very flattered that one so young (That was when Kagome was 15 and Rin was 11.) cared so much about him. Inu-Yasha pulled Rin into a hug. That was the beginning of Inu-Yasha being close with Rin.

For tonight, Rin thought, I'll let you stay in my bed. Rin could just imagine how traumatic the day must have been for Sesshomaru. After all, she never truly hate someone like him.