Hi once again! Thanks for the reviews, it's nice to know that others love this couple as much as I do! ^-^ Okay, this oneshot is a little out there, but it is what my brain spit out and I kind of like it.
I don't own Inuyasha. If I did, Inuyasha would follow Kagome home more. I swear, those are the funniest and cutest episodes!
Rin hummed to herself, looking for something to buy. She was thirteen summers and growing fast, and Sesshomaru had given her money to buy herself a new kimono.
The village she and Jaken were sent to was small, but the kimonos were beautiful. She found one she liked quickly, a pink one covered in sakura blossoms.
"Excuse me," she said brightly to the vendor, who was an old wrinkly woman. "How much does this cost?"
The woman's eyebrows furrowed and her eyes turned hard. "I don't sell to your kind."
Rin's eyes widened in shock. "Rin doesn't understand," she said, pain tingeing her voice.
The old woman wouldn't look at her any longer, wouldn't even acknowledge her existence.
Rin placed the kimono in its rightful spot, noticing that all of the villagers were staring at her. Embarrassed, she walked to find Jaken.
"That poor girl," she heard them whispering.
"What are you talking about? It's her own fault."
"She is a disgrace."
Rin walked faster, seeing Jaken further ahead.
"She is nothing but a demon's whore."
She took a deep breath, forcing the tears not to fall. "Rin is ready to leave, Jaken-sama," she told him, filling with shame and not knowing why.
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That night was strangely quiet. Jaken had taken Ah-Un with him on an errand, leaving Sesshomaru to watch Rin pick at her dinner. She stared at the fire, not really eating, and not singing or dancing or being Rin. It unnerved Sesshomaru to no end.
"Rin," He finally said.
She looked up slowly at him, as if in a daze. Hearing the unspoken question, she asked tentatively, "Sesshomaru-sama, what is a whore?"
She watched with horror as his golden eyes turned red at the edges. "Did someone call you that?" he snarled at her.
She viciously shook her head, trying to save as many villagers as possible. "No, no, Rin was just asking."
His eyes slowly returned to their original color, and Rin breathed a sigh of relief.
Later that night, while she slept, Sesshomaru ran his fingers through her hair. He gazed upon her with unnoticeable guilt, despising that he was the cause of her pain.
His Rin.
A/N: What did you think? Go ahead, I always like to know how I'm doing.