AN: Happy SessRin Twins Week, everyone! I've been wanting to write this fic long before this week was announced, but it's given me a good excuse to get it done! That said, because it was all planned far in advance, I will be shifting around the order of the week's prompts to fit the story (but all prompts will still be covered).

Also, for those of you who are curious as to what "Crash Landing on You" is, in sum, it's an extremely popular Korean drama about a South Korean woman who ends up on the wrong side of the border and falls in love with a North Korean soldier. (If you haven't seen it, I highly recommend it.) With that in mind…let's begin!

Prompt: Separation

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha/Yashahime.

Rating: T for mentions of mature themes.

The Wall

By: LuvinAniManga

Prologue: The Border Closing

I'm woven in a fantasy.
I can't believe the things I see.
The path that I have chosen now
Has led me to a wall.
And with each passing day
I feel a little more like something dear was lost.

— Kansas, "The Wall," verse 1

Thirteen years and six months ago

Sesshoumaru almost broke the brush in half as he signed the armistice agreement and affixed his seal. After centuries of fighting, the human and demons lands would begin their ceasefire at midnight.

But the cost to him was dear.

As soon as all the assembled human and demon leaders and generals had signed the document, they moved out—the leaders to return to their cushy homes and the generals to begin pulling back their troops.

Sesshoumaru had something more important to do.

"Jaken, relay my orders to Colonel Rouyakan: Pull the troops back the agreed 2.5 kilometers. Make sure they are out of the path of the earth demons."

"O-Of course, milord, but…are you going somewhere?" the green imp asked.

Sesshoumaru did not answer his vassal, instead mounting his dragon steed, A-Un, and flying back towards his territory on the westernmost edge of the island. He soon came upon a human village once under his control but as of midnight no longer. He landed before the door of a modest farmhouse with a little vegetable and flower garden growing beside it. The flowers burst with buds, mere days from blooming, and the thick vegetable stalks and leaves created a forest.

To think she would never see the culmination of her work.

He opened the door to the farmhouse and stepped inside. A single light remained on beside the couch, where Rin, his wife, sat dozing. At the sound of the door opening, she woke up, and as soon as she spotted him, she brightened, jumping up to embrace him. "Sesshoumaru, you've returned!"

He held her tightly against him, savoring the feel of her body against his, knowing it would not last.

She pulled away and looked up at him, hope shining in her eyes. "How did it go? Is the war finally over?"

This was it. He had to tell her—tell her that he was complicit in driving them apart.

"It is not a treaty, Rin. It is an armistice—merely a ceasefire agreement. Technically, we will still be at war; there will simply be no more fighting."

Rin's brows furrowed in confusion. "But how is that going to work? I can't believe each side would simply lay down arms if there's no official treaty."

She is so intelligent. She is wasted in this rural backwater. He nodded. "The ceasefire dictates that all troops pull back 2.5 kilometers from where they are now. The area between will become a neutral zone delineating the new border. And that border will close at midnight."

"What do you mean, 'close?' I can understand closing roads, but how do you 'close' all the open land between?"

"As soon as the armistice was signed, earth demons were engaged to raise border walls from one end of the island to the other. They will carve out gates along the main roads, but they will be used for official or military purpose only. Anyone caught trying to cross the border will be killed on sight or taken prisoner." It depended on who exactly was doing the crossing and where.

Rin sucked in a breath. "Then…what side of the border are we on?"

Sesshoumaru's fist clenched. "Neither, Rin. This village now lies in the Zone of Neutrality. Officers will come to forcibly evict all residents within hours. I came to get you before they could."

Rin nodded slowly, obviously still processing. "Okay…okay. We can do this. I'll just grab the most essential things for the girls. Give me thirty minutes, and we can leave." She turned to go, but Sesshoumaru reached out and grabbed her arm, stopping her. She turned back, her face tightening with panic as the precious seconds passed. "What is it, Sesshoumaru? Is there...more?"

"Evictions will not be kept just to the border. The ceasefire states that there can be no humans in the demon lands and no demons in the human ones. All those found within opposite borders over the next few weeks will be deported. After that…." They would likely be killed.

"No!" Rin cried out, clasping his hands. "They can't do this! W-What about people like us? Like Kagome and Inuyasha? Sesshoumaru, we have a family! They can't split us up like this!" She slammed her face into his armored chest and gripped him tightly. "Why didn't you fight this, Sesshoumaru? Why didn't you fight for our family?"

Sesshoumaru gritted his teeth, his heart shredding with his wife's every sob. "I tried, Rin."

But he should have tried harder. Maybe if he had just let go of his pride and revealed that he was one of those demons wedded to a human with half-demon children. But no. He had kept quiet all this time. Kept quiet for the sake of the troops, who would feel betrayed that their general had tied himself to an enemy and fathered half-demons. Kept quiet for Rin and their girls, so they would not be hunted down and killed in order to teach him—or her—a lesson.

"The others put no stock in the notion of mixed families," he continued.

Everyone knew half-demons existed, but they were a serious taboo. Often, they were referred to as war babies—children conceived not through acts of love but acts of malice. Many of those who were lucky enough to be born were abandoned. The sort of love he and Rin shared was very, very rare indeed.

"The most they allowed was that half-demons, being an equal product of the two lands, could choose their place of residence. Beyond that, there will be no allowances."

Rin looked up at him, tears streaking her cheeks. "Then…Inuyasha can stay with Kagome and Moroha?" He nodded. She closed her eyes with a sigh, two more tears escaping. "Thank goodness for that, at least."

Sesshoumaru embraced her just then. How can she think about the plight of others at a time like this? His wife was truly the most kindhearted human in the world.

It was no wonder her child self had saved him on the battlefield all those years ago, even knowing he was an enemy.

"Did you come to get them too?" Rin continued.

"Inuyasha can see to his own family. You and the girls are my first priority."

"But Sesshoumaru, you know what night it is."

Ah yes, the new moon. Of course his useless brother had to lose his power on this night of all nights.

"…When you are safe, I will see to them."

Rin nodded. "But what about our family, Sesshoumaru? What do we do? The girls can't just grow up without a mother or father." She hesitated a moment before steeling herself and adding, "I'll come with you."

Sesshoumaru cupped her face and laid their foreheads against each other. "You cannot, my love. You can be sure that any human caught in our lands will be slaughtered on sight. My mother will see to that. You must stay here."

"You can hide me. I don't care if I never see anyone else again as long as I have you and the twins."

Sesshoumaru shook his head. "I will not risk your safety like that."

And he could not even try to blend in with humans by staying on their side of the wall. His face as the Dog Demon General of the West was too well-known in the human newspapers.

Rin still seemed to be grasping at straws. "Then what are we going to do? Do we flee the island?"

"We would have to live out the rest of our lives in hiding as illegal immigrants. And demons are no more welcome elsewhere than they are here."

"But at least we would be together."

Sesshoumaru took a deep breath. "If you can gift me your patience, my love, I promise to do all I can to put an official end to this war and open the border. But it will take some time."

"How long?"

"I don't know."

"I could be dead before that happens," Rin answered solemnly.

The reminder was another sword through his heart.

"This is the only way to keep you and the girls safe."

Rin clenched the fabric of his kimono in her hands and sniffed. But then she nodded and said in quiet voice, "I understand. Let me pack their things."

She ran around the house then, pulling out bags and filling them with necessities. Sesshoumaru, meanwhile, walked into their quaint bedroom—a far cry from his quarters at his palace—and over to his daughters' cribs. Towa and Setsuna lay sleeping, blissfully unaware of the fact that their world was changing overnight.

The rush of Rin's footsteps suddenly stopped, and her voice floated over from the doorway behind him. "Can you even bear to leave them, Sesshoumaru?"

He looked back to her, the tenseness in his face a clear indication that it would break his heart to have to leave them out of his sight. She walked over and stood beside him, staring down at their most precious gifts.

Tonight they looked like identical twins, since the new moon took away their demonic powers, and Towa's normally silver hair was now black like Setsuna's and Rin's. But come morning, it would return to normal. And with that, he came to a decision.

"You should not have to bear the burden or raising them alone as a single parent. I will take Towa. She will blend in better among my kind than yours."

Rin's face crumpled, and she brought her fist to her mouth and bit it, stifling a single cry. Then she tore herself away from their cribs to continue packing. Though she did not say it, he knew she agreed.

Meanwhile, Sesshoumaru walked over to her small desk, took out a sheet of paper and a pen, and began to write.

He did not have time to write down all the words in his heart, but he did what he could with the time allotted. Then he pulled out an envelope and sealed it, writing, "To my daughter, Setsuna," on the front.

A thud brought him out of his reverie, and he looked to find a baby bag and a duffel on the floor by Rin's feet. She held a portable cooler by the straps as well as a small backpack.

"I've packed all of Towa's things in here and put all the milk in the fridge in the cooler for her," she explained. "I'll nurse Setsuna until we get…wherever we're going."

"I heard the human leaders discussing setting up relocation camps for refugees from the border. I will bring you to someone who can take you there." The demon side would not be so lucky. Any who lost their homes would be on their own. It was the demon way.

She nodded. Then she looked at the letter in his hand. "What's that?"

He handed it to her. "Give this to Setsuna when she is old enough to read it." A letter did not seem enough of a token to leave his daughter, but he did not know what else to give her. Nevertheless, Rin took it and placed it in the baby bag at her feet.

She then looked up at him with pleading eyes. "Do we have to leave right this minute?"

Sesshoumaru looked at the clock on the wall. There were only two and a half hours until midnight. If the new border agents did not come before then, they certainly would with the new day. "Why?"

Rin reached up and cupped his face. "I just want to be with you. One last time."

He could not deny her that.

Their lovemaking was quick and frenzied with panic, yet at the same time slow and deliberate—a memorization of each others' bodies.

It was only when Towa started crying that they pulled apart from each other and redressed. After they quickly changed and fed the girls, they went out and attached the bags to A-Un's saddle. Sesshoumaru had brought him specifically knowing that he would have to ferry his whole family that night.

Living in a border village that had come under demon control in the last few years, Rin's old truck sat out of gas and rusting under the overhang on the driveway. The nearest gas station was in human territory, and she had not been able to fill up in years. Like the rest of the villagers, she relied on horses and wagons to cart her goods around now. Rin opened the door to her horse's stall. Hopefully the soldiers would let the animals run free instead of killing them.

Then Sesshoumaru helped situate her and the twins on A-Un's back before they took off towards a human military post only a few kilometers over the new border line. He and A-Un touched down in the forest, and Sesshoumaru was thankful for the dark night that allowed them to fly unseen into human territory.

"I know of the general who stays in this encampment. He is honorable, and he will know the terms of the treaty. Go to him and ask for shelter while they set up their relocation camps."

Rin nodded absently as he helped her down from the saddle. Setsuna was strapped to her back, and she held Towa in her arms. She could not stop staring at her girl.

"Rin…it is time."

Rin shook her head and cried. "Don't take my baby girl from me, Sesshoumaru. Please. It's too much." Even as she spoke the words, she kissed her daughter's head over and over, murmuring, "My little girl. I love you so much, my precious, precious girl." Suddenly, she dug into her duffel bag and pulled out a photo album. She flipped to the back and took out an envelope, then handed the album to Sesshoumaru.

"Take these. I'll keep the negatives." He opened the album to find the portrait photos they had taken secretly as a family shortly after the girls were born. He had bribed the human photographer with a bag of gold to keep him quiet. "It's to remind you. Of us."

"As if I could ever forget you." Careful to keep his claws from tearing the protective plastic covering it, he ran his fingers over the photo of the four of them together, he holding Setsuna and Rin holding Towa as she sat next to him in her best kimono.

But as he looked at the photo, something occurred to him. "Rin. Do not tell Setsuna she has a sister."

"W-What? Why?"

"It will only cause the girls unnecessary heartbreak to learn they are twins."

"Sesshoumaru, no! How can you ask that of me? …How can you ask that of yourself? That's like denying our other daughters even exist!"

"They say twins share a special bond. Do you think it will not pain them to realize they cannot meet the sibling with whom they were born?"

Rin gritted her teeth and shut her eyes. "Sesshoumaru, you're killing me."

He pulled her to him, resting her face against his fur. "I only wish to spare them pain, Rin."

"I know, I know." She took a deep sniff of his fur, nuzzling against it. "But I'm going to miss you both so much."

Seeing her pressed against his fur like that gave him an idea. "Rin, step back." She did, and he pulled out his sword, Bakusaiga. He grabbed the tail end of his fur and summoned more demonic energy into it, causing it to elongate. Then he braced himself and sliced through the end.

Rin gasped. "Sesshoumaru, what did you do?"

He handed her the small patch of fur. "Give this to Setsuna. So that she can always have a piece of her father with her."

Tears pulsed out of Rin's eyes as she nodded and took it, clutching it tightly.

Sesshoumaru then looked down at the sleeping babe in her swaddle. He traced an invisible crescent moon on Setsuna's forehead with just the tip of his claw, careful not to scratch her delicate skin.

"Be proud of who you are, little one, and take courage in the face of hardship." Then he cupped her cheek and kissed the crown of her head before accepting Towa from Rin.

Rin then reached up and kissed Sesshoumaru for what he knew would be the last time. "I love you, Sesshoumaru."

"You are my heart, Rin. Without you, I will be the walking dead."

Rin looked like she was trying to smile but couldn't bring herself to. "Let's be optimistic. Perhaps the war really will end soon. And then we can be with each other again."

He nodded. "Mark my words: I will come back for you and Setsuna. That accursed wall cannot keep me away forever."

"I trust you."

Rin pulled out a flashlight then and made her way out of the edge of the forest towards the camp. Sesshoumaru watched her go, listening to make sure the soldiers did not take her for an enemy. When she made it safely inside the camp, he finally turned to go.

Now he had to get Inuyasha and his wife out.

But when he returned to the village on A-Un, he found the lights already on in his brother's house. Doors slammed, voices shouted, and the scent of saline filled the air. Sesshoumaru walked in without knocking. Immediately, a stranger's smell accosted him. One he couldn't quite place, yet it smelled distinctly of…rodent.

Kagome was the first to spot him. With tears streaming from her reddened eyes, she exclaimed, "Sesshoumaru, please help! Moroha's gone!"

Hachie did not consider himself a particularly bad demon. As far as demons went, he knew several of the bloodthirsty and vicious sort. That being said, war had a tendency to blur the lines of morality, and over the years, Hachie had taken on this motto in life: a tanuki's got to do what a tanuki's got to do.

His kind had been born and bred as natural pranksters after all, so he used his innate gifts to his advantage to make sure a poor scavenger like himself could survive the hard times of war. Often, he took something of great value to a human or demon and left a ransom note for it. His needs differed by the day—sometimes money and sometimes food. Who he asked for what depended on which side of the border he traversed.

Humans had the most amazing gadgets that demons would never think to create—mostly because demons had magic and powers that allowed them to do what many human gadgets did. But not always. Human families didn't always have spare money on hand, but they did have their gadgets, and he wasn't picky about what they gave him in return for their…lost items. If he could sell it, he was happy. And war was a great time to be selling.

This night of the new moon, he happened upon what appeared to be a distinctly human village, although the stink of dog demons surrounded it. Occupied then. But as Hachie crept closer to the village under the cover of darkness, he could detect no dog demon soldiers guarding it.

Strange. But that would make his work so easy.

The village lay sleeping, so Hachie crept to the first house and peered inside the window left open to let in the cool summer air. Two humans lay sleeping in bed, and a crib sat in the corner.

A baby. Perfect. Humans were far more attached to their babies than demons were, and they were always willing to pay a warlord's ransom to retrieve them. So, Hachie hauled himself through the window into the room and carefully picked up the sleeping baby. Then he pulled a leaf out of his haori, laid it in the crib, and transformed it into a note telling the parents where they could meet him to retrieve their child.

But the child was going to need milk if the parents didn't wake up soon to come find it, so he tip-toed into the couple's kitchen and opened the fridge—one of those truly miraculous inventions that demons hadn't seen fit to recreate yet. There was indeed a baby bottle inside, and when he grabbed it, he casually swiped a container of leftovers as well. He wasn't picky about what he ate, after all. He was not above rooting through the trash, if it came to it, but he preferred to have a little class at least.

He left the way he came and snuck back deeper into demon territory, where his predetermined rendezvous spot was. Except for the buzz and chirp of summer insects, there wasn't another sound that dark night. Odd—he normally had to dodge around at least a cadre of soldiers.

When he reached the site of the Tree of Ages, which the demons had named thus because it had outlived many of them, he sat down at its base and settled in to relax.

But then the baby who had been sleeping so peacefully up to that point started fussing, so Hachie quickly pulled out the bottle and shoved it in the baby's mouth to keep it quiet. He didn't want to attract any soldiers.

A howl rang out in the distance, and Hachie shivered instinctively. Animal or demon? It was sometimes difficult to tell. Either way, it was probably best to climb up into the actual tree to be safe.

He pulled himself up while the kid continued to drink, but just then, a twig cracked in the nearby forest. Hachie froze, whipping his head towards the tree line, but even with his stellar night vision, it was difficult to make out any shapes in the moonless dark.

Another howl breeched the night—much closer this time—and Hachie yelped in fright as a pack of wolves emerged from the brush. He screamed and tore into a run, dropping the baby bottle in his haste. The child started wailing, having been interrupted from its meal, and Hachie was so panicked in those initial seconds that he forgot he could transform and fly to escape the beasts. But in transforming, he would lose his arms and therefore his hold on the human baby.

Hachie may have been a thief, but he wasn't a murderer. He wouldn't leave the baby to distract the wolves.

Although…it was tempting.

Then another howl resounded through the air, but this time, it came from in front of him. Snarls sounded from all sides, and Hachie froze as the pack of wolves caged him.

"Please, please don't eat me! I know I look fat, but it's just the clothes, I swear!" he pleaded. The baby added to his desperation with loud cries.

"Shut yer whining, you sharp-fingered crook, and hand over the human baby you've got there."

An upright figure strode into the circle of wolves, and Hachie could just barely make out the armor on his chest and the scant fur pelt wrapped around his waist, a wolf tail hanging from it.

Crap. Wolf demons. What were they doing down here instead of in the northern mountains?

"H-Hey, finders keepers," Hachie said, clutching the baby tighter and trying to soothe it, if only to save his ears from bleeding. "What gives you the right to steal my meal ticket?"

"The armistice, that's what," the wolf demon replied.

"…What armistice?" Hachie asked.

"The one going into effect tonight. All humans are to be deported south of the border. My job is to round them up. So, hand it over."

"Deported?" Hachie echoed, still not understanding.

"The border's closing tonight. Keep to this side, and you'll be safe."

"So…the war is ending?"

The wolf demon shrugged. "Basically. Demons stick to their land, and humans get their own. Though I'm betting that without humans to distract them, demons will start trying to conquer themselves."

So from one war right into another. Hachie sighed. Sometimes, he wondered what good it was being a demon.

"Fine, here," Hachie said, handing over the baby. The wolf demon took it and paused. Then, he put his nose right above its belly and started sniffing.

"Hey, wait a minute. This kid's got demon blood in her. Not a lot, but it's there. And why does she smell so familiar…?"

Suddenly, two other wolf demons ran over, huffing and puffing.

"Hey…there you are…Kouga," one with a Mohawk said as he stopped and bent over, panting for breath.

"Will you slow down? We almost lost you," his companion in a fur vest added.

"If you two can't keep up now, how to do expect to get positions as guards for the Wall?" Kouga asked.

"The Wall?" Hachie echoed.

But Kouga wasn't paying attention to him. His gaze darted around and fixated on a spot in the sky behind the Hachie. "I smell dog, incoming."

Tanuki. That had been the stench in Inuyasha and Kagome's home. The vermin had left them a ransom note for their week-old daughter. But time was not on their side. The border would close any minute now. He told them to flee to the camp where he had left Rin. In the meantime, as the fastest one that night, he would track down Moroha. Assuming he could find her in time, he would follow Inuyasha's trail later and return her to them.

He had followed the scent of the tanuki and his niece a few kilometers deeper into demon territory. They were beyond the Zone of Neutrality now. He had to hurry.

Then, a child's wail pierced the winds—along with the stench of wolf.

He would rip apart every last one if they harmed her.

But to his surprise, as he descended, he found the pack of wolves and their masters in a polite if threatening circle around the tanuki. Moroha was situated in the hands of a demon he recognized.

"Well, if it isn't General Sesshoumaru," Kouga said when A-Un alit and Sesshoumaru dismounted. Though the words were a fraction polite, the tone was just shy of mocking. "What brings you here tonight?" The wolf's eyes—and nose—missed nothing. They settled right on the bundled Towa Sesshoumaru carried in his arm.

"Hand the child to me. I will return her to her parents," Sesshoumaru said.

Kouga's eyes widened in realization. "That's it—the mutt's scent is on her. I haven't seen that flea-bag in years. You telling me this is his kid?"

"Hand her over now," Sesshoumaru demanded, his patience wearing with every delayed second.

"I'll never understand you dogs and your love for human masters," Kouga grumbled, holding out the girl.

Sesshoumaru hissed at him, taking Moroha in his other arm. He turned, and just as he was about to leap into the air, the earth rumbled.

"E-Earthquake!" Hachie cried out, flinging himself to the ground and covering his head.

No. This was no earthquake. Not a natural one, at any rate.

The crunch of sliding stone and crumbling rock rolled through the air like thunder, rising from the east.

Sesshoumaru shot into the air, flying as fast as he could while shielding the infants' heads from the buffeting winds.

"Sesshoumaru, stop!" Kouga cried out, somehow keeping up just behind him from the ground. "You're not gonna make it!"

He had to make it. For Moroha's sake, if nothing else.

But the Wall rose up in front of him, an unforgiving barrier of stone, and he was going so fast, all he could do was flip around and use his momentum to push off the cliff and land back down on the ground. The stone cracked around his point of impact but continued to rise with the Wall. Sesshoumaru looked up at the barrier that rose to the clouds.

The border was officially closed.

He looked down at his now-silent niece, who stared calmly back up at him, as if trying to tell him, It's okay. You tried.

But it wasn't okay. She had been separated from her mother and father before she hardly even got to know them.

Inuyasha and Kagome would always bear the burden of wondering whether their child lived or died—and the guilt that they had not protected her.

He could deport Moroha. She had so much human blood that he could send her back over the border. But he would not be allowed to accompany her, and he did not trust government agents to safely reunite her with her parents—especially since she was still a quarter demon.

He had no way to let Inuyasha and Kagome know that he had found her. But he could do the next best thing—provide for her.

"Kouga," he said.

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Your wife, Ayame. She wants children, does she not?"

Kouga's brows furrowed in consternation. Obviously, this was a sore topic, for whatever reason. "Yeah, what of it?"

"Tell her she shall raise this child," Sesshoumaru said, offering Moroha back to him.

"What, are you kidding? Why the heck would we take on your brother's brat? She's your niece—why don't you raise her?"

"My mother will not allow the blood of that woman to live under her roof," Sesshoumaru replied.

Kouga hummed in understanding. He looked down at the baby for several seconds.

Sesshoumaru gave one final push. "Consider it repayment for Inuyasha saving you when the humans injured your legs."

During a battle over a century ago, a lucky human's sword had severed Kouga's hamstrings. The human would have cut off the downed wolf's head had Inuyasha not rushed in and pulled Kouga out of harm's way just in time. He brought him to safety, so that Kouga could heal and learn to walk again.

Kouga scratched the back of his head. "And here I tried to forget all about that damn debt. Fine, fine, give her here."

"I will send a yearly allowance to cover her expenses," Sesshoumaru added, summoning A-Un with a snap. The dragon demon flew over.

"You don't have to do that."

"I do not do it out of charity. Inuyasha will repay the debt to me with interest when the Wall comes down," Sesshoumaru replied, mounting his dragon.

"Is that what you're banking on? Bringing down the Wall?" Kouga asked. The ground still trembled with aftershocks from where it now rose in the far west of dog demon territory.

Sesshoumaru did not answer. Instead, he said, "As for the tanuki…."

"Yeah?"

"Bring him to the Dog Demon Palace. He will receive his punishment there." And without another word, he flew away.

When Sesshoumaru landed ascended the steps to his palace, his mother, Inukimi, was waiting at the top to greet him.

"So it is done," she said by way of greeting. Then her face twisted in confusion as she noticed the bags he carried and the bundle in his arms. She sniffed. Her eyes widened in alarm. "Sesshoumaru, what is that?"

Sesshoumaru turned his arm so that his mother could see Towa's sleeping face. "This is my daughter, Towa."

Inukimi shook her head in disbelief. "Tell me you didn't, Sesshoumaru. Tell me you did not follow the same, foolish path that your father made two hundred years ago—the very one that ultimately led to his death!"

"I did not." His mother breathed a sigh of relief before he added, "I made Towa's mother my wife, not my warfront mistress. Towa is my legitimate heir."

"But she's a half-demon!"

"She is my daughter, and that is how she will be known."

AN: I SWEAR the remaining chapters won't be so sad, but I had to set up the world here. Also, yes, this is going to be my take on if Setsuna had grown up in the modern world and Towa in the feudal. Role reversal fun, woohoo! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it, and I hope I'll see you guys again tomorrow, when the girls will have grown up and become the stars of the show!