Hello everyone.

Before you plot my murder, I want you all to know that I have not abandoned any of my fics. I don't know when I will be able to update the rest of them since my macbook charger is poots and I don't know when I'll be getting another one. All the new chapters (even new, unposted fics) are saved on it. It may be a few weeks. Please be patient. In the meantime, I will continue to update this story whenever I can so don't worry. (it's almost over tho ;_;)

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-VQ

"Why?" Rin asked intently as Kikyo barricaded the door. "Why are you helping me?"

She pushed the last box in front of the door and gave Rin a serious, yet serene look. "Sesshomaru and I have a long history. I have known him since he was a teenager."

Rin's eyes widened in shock, then a sudden pain in her abdomen caused her to grimace.

"Lay down here." Kikyo instructed as she pointed to a table.

Rin complied and laid flat out. She felt a chill go down her spine when Kikyo's hand touched her.

"Y-your hands are cold." She remarked as Kikyo ran her fingers across her stomach.

"Forgive me. Now, this pain you're feeling...how far along are you?"

"A month."

"I see. Carrying a half demon child puts a lot of stress on the body. This pain you are experiencing is merely the uterus stretching. It is quiet painful for a woman with a small uterus."

Rin sighed in relief and touched her stomach. "Thank goodness." She said as she sat up.

Kikyo walked over to the window. She could see straight out to the docks. She noticed Kohaku's trail of blood and let out a devastated sigh.

"S-so. How did you meet Sesshomaru?"

"I was married to Naraku, his former girlfriend Kagura's father."

Rin's jaw dropped. She was surprised the world could be so small. Then again, meeting Inuyasha and Kagome was a hell of a coincidence too.

"So what ha-" Rin jumped when she heard a loud bang and screaming from outside. She let out a sigh, closed her eyes, prayed silently and sighed again. "Sso...what happened that made you end up here?

"At the time I was a spiritual healer working at a small temple in Tokyo. Kohaku had shown up late one night covered in blood. He wanted me to heal his wounded soul. I told him it would take much time. He begged to become my apprentice. I agreed. I had no idea he was involved in such a heavy lifestyle as this. He was very vague when we first spoke. On my way home one evening, a demon had cut me down. That night, I had died."

Rin raised an eyebrow in confusion. "So you're dead?"

"Yes. Kohaku asked a witch to revive me. He told me I should rededicate my new life to him. My body uses lost souls to rejuvenate. Kohaku is the only one who knows how to retrieve them and he uses that against me."

"Why don't you leave and find someone else with the skill?"

"I would only have but a few hours to find someone with the skill before my body was completely emptied. That is the life I have lived for the past three years."

"That's horrible! You're being held captive by him!"

Kikyo nodded in agreement. "Yes, I am. But at the same time, I pity Kohaku. His soul is so broken that not even the possibility of death can reach him." Kikyo looked in her eyes. "His love for you has caused him to lose his sanity."

Rin hung her head down and sighed. "I'm under the impression that this is the person he was all along."

Sesshomaru ignored the gashes on his arms and the blood dripping out of his veins. Attack after attack felt like a dream. He was so distracted by the scent coming from the end of the hall.

Rin.

And Kikyo.

As trivial as it seemed, he was more concerned about the intimate and slightly degrading details that may be shared about his past than anything else. He couldn't concern himself with the elementary combatitive skills of weak and overzealous humans.

There had to be over thirty of them taking turns advancing him with knives, swords, nun-chucks, even weak poison gas. He felt them come one after the other, but his strength did not wane.

"You should give up, demon." Ken retorted viciously as he raised a blade to Sesshomaru's neck.

Sesshomaru cut his eyes at him, grabbed the blade and snapped it in half with his bare hand. It was at this point that he had enough. It was time to cause some serious bodily harm.

He flung the fragments of the blade into Ken's eyes. A satisfied smirk grew across his face just as slowly as the blood dripped out of Ken's pupils and the screams bellowed through his ears like a loud, but soothing song that had awoken something dark inside him that had been comatose for far too long.

Sesshomaru's eyes turned red and there was a grim and ominous gust of wind blowing at everyone's feet. They all knew what was going to happen next as a chill went from their ankles and up their spines like a fatal stab wound had inflicted them all at once.

Sesshomaru could smell the fear in their blood. It was like an orchestra of terror preparing to play his songs. A cacophony of shrieks and yelps as their untimely death had grown closer.

Kohaku continued to lay out on the boat staring directly into the sun, immensely enjoying it's warmth.

"I wish Rin was lying here with me." He moaned out, petting the air like it was her small, slim frame.

He jumped up in the boat when the sound of a motorcycle came revving on the docks.

He glared at the person dressed in all black and knew the moment their helmet came off that all hell was about to break loose.

Kikyo rushed to the window when the sound of the motorcycle caught her attention.

"Who is that?" She asked out loud.

Rin walked towards the window and peeked out.

"Oh my god." She whispered out, following a shocked gasp.

Kikyo looked at her, confused. "You know that woman?"

"I can't believe she's alive. He lied to me."

"What do you me-" There was slashing, screaming and growling coming from outside the door, which was soon busted through with a lifeless body.

There stood a blood covered, red eyed Sesshomaru staring at the women by the window.

Rin began to slowly approach, worried he would not recognize her. The closer she got, the more amber his eyes became and the more serene his disposition was.

"How is the baby?" He grumbled out.

"Our child is fine." She replied quietly as she held him, disregarding the blood seeping into her clothes.

He held her close and glanced up at Kikyo who was unable to meet his eyes.

"I'm not angry with you." He said simply. "I know why you are here."

"You do?" She asked, finally making eye contact.

"You carry the scent of sadness and death."

She looked down once more, deeply saddened by the thoughts flowing through her mind.

"I have heard that your husband never stopped searching for you. You should return to him."

"But I can't-"

"I know." He looked down at Rin. "Do you have my mother's brooch with you?"

Rin nodded and reached underneath her shirt. "I didn't want anything to happen to it so I kept it close." She said as she handed it to him.

He took the brooch and slowly walked to Kikyo and placed it in her hand. "What happens now is ultimately up to you."

Kikyo stared at the brooch and Sesshomaru glanced out the window, wondering about the woman carrying a sword and standing angrily by her motorcycle.