Hello fellow readers. I am very sorry if my summary doesn't sound good to some of you. But I just want you to know, that I try. I try really heard to make this story dramatic and exciting for all of you. Please hang in here. Thank you.
The dim lights of dawn shown through the peeks and cracks the forest trees made. Earily morning birds sang in the light breeze. Purple and blue meadow flowers swayed lightly. As if singing a special song. A song of calming peace. A few forest creatures scurried about. Collecting and hunting food for the morning. Yes, one would call this a quiet morning. Quiet, and beauitful. But...it wasn't the same everywhere. Oh no. As you find out..the world changes faster then we expect it to.
People also change. People you thought were your friends. Brothers. Sisters. Friend. Heck...even lover. Nothing is ever normal in the world. People will always hate you. Times will always haunt you. Memoires will never stop coming. A short life. No matter if you are demon, human, or half. No one ever said it was easy. Now did they? Nope...Sorry...
", What! How the hell could you have lost her!", yelled the angry half demon lord Koji. His long red hair gleaming in the light of the throne room. His red armor shinning brightly. As if it had been polished over and over again. His face was tight. Expression angry. His black eyes raging with anger. Yayin stood firm. Not about to be spoke down by this lord. Even though he was stronger then him.
", She got away from me! All of the guards happened to be down at the public burning! But I assure you...we will find her!", said Yayin taking another sip of his sake.
", No. You are going to find her.", said Lord Koji. Yayin nodded.
", Whichever way you want to put it.", said Yayin as he was suddenly picked up by the throat. He gasped for air and swung around. Trying to do whatever possible to get free. Koji growled.
", If I find her before you...there's going to be hell to pay.", said Koji before slamming him hard on the ground. Turning and stalking out of the room. That was suppose to be his. His wife. His mate. His lady. He wasn't going to let her get away. Not after five long years of preparing for her stay at his castle. No. It wasn't going to happen like this.
", She is only a bloody handful. Bloody thing stabbed me...", cursed Yayin as he pursed his lips. His eyes narrowed before he glanced down. Going back to drinking his sake. Sitting on his red pillow. His blue and black kimono and hakama pants slight wrinkled. Grey hairs lined the sides of his head. The room he was in dark. He hoped. He hoped that he would never. Ever. See her again. But...he couldn't be sure of himself.
She had been good when she first came. An angel in fact. Until she started having those wierd dreams. He himself always wondered what they were about. But she never gave alot of detail. All he obtained was the named, Sesshomaru. Who was he? Some human with a powerful title? He sighed. No matter. It didn't matter now. She was out of his hands. Of course, unless he was paid to find her.
Koji remembered when she had first walked into the court room. Being presented to the other lords and nobles. It was just for show, but it had mattered so much. So much to him. She had looked perfect in every way. That he had to become one of her courters.
After that he had worked his way into all possible positions. Filling out paper after paper. Having Yayin even come to his home. Persuading many of his people about his reasons. He wasn't about to loose his chance now. After all his hard work. He stormed out of the castle. He would find her...himself. And once he did. She would learn the true meaning of what it meant to be his. His alone.
Sesshomaru's eyes were the first to grace the sky. His golden orbs looked over the passing clouds. He let out a soft sigh. It was earily morning, so that was good. He checked to make sure his swords were in place. Then he stood up. Looking over to his ward and Jakken. Who both were still sleeping. Ah-Un was just stirring.
", Ah-Un. Wake Jakken.", said Sesshomaru as he headed into the forest to find the nearest path they could get started on. He wanted to leave earily today. For he had a feeling that something was coming. Something he wasn't looking forward to. He walked down the dirt path, looking over same shape leaves and branches. Finding a clearing, he studied it. It seemed safe enough.
The birds called out softly as his boots stopped on the slightly wet grass. The air around him smelled. Of the human village, himself, the tulip flowers scattered around, rain, and...Rin. The combined of scents that he really didn't mind much. Really, he didn't mind at all. It was..something he could get use to. No. That would only be for a human. He was a demon lord. It would never happen. It just couldn't. Such a thing would be deadly. Harmful for both her and him.
His left hand grazed on the hilt of his swords. His gaze overlooking the path they were to take. It was a quick one. One that wouldn't take long. Why was he so tense? Damn. Why was he even worrying about such things? Humans. Soilders. Maybe it was because they were bothersome. That, was the only reason he could think of. So far. Yeah...that was it.
And what from here? Well...they might travel back to his castle. Since the winter months were coming. It would get colder. Rin wouldn't be able to survive in such conditions. Snow just slowed them down anyway. Staying at the castle would be alot better. His hair kicked up in the breeze. They had to get going quickly. But...first. He noticed the rumbling in his stomach. A light growl formed from his lips. He. He needed to hunt. Before he attacked one of his companions. Quickly turning, he walked towards a dense part of the forest. To hunt for his meal. He had to. He needed to. To control his demon.
Slightly grey clouds rolled overhead. Promising something. Snow it was. Time was traveling so fast. Faster then it should be for his liking. He sighed. He was always picky about things. It was how he had been forever. His eyes searched for some good prey. He needed a fill that would last him a few days. Hmmmm. Boar seemed good. He spied some in the clearing. They seemed pretty good from where he was standing. Yes. They would do. Until he entered his territory to find better game. Raising his claw, he made no effort to do a swift kill. Quickly turning into his dog form, he hurried off. To devour his kill.
Blood splattered and coated the ground. But he was satisfied with it. It would seep into the air. So he had to leave the area. Thrashing his head back and forth, he licked his lips. Letting out a howl of content. Changing back into his demon form. He blinked his eyes. Looking at the bones and blood scattered on the ground. Already sensing demons approaching. Turning, he headed back towards the camp. Walking his normal pace. His worn footprints and scatter of his attack clearly on the ground.
The camp was still quiet and silent. The ashes and burnt wood of the last night's fire sitting near Jakken's sleeping space. He was currently up and bickering with the grunting Ah-Un. Since he had hit him on the head with his tale to wake him. Grumbling while rubbing a tinting red bump on his head. His staff clutched in his hand. Stupid dragon beast.
Back to old ways again. When Rin was gone..no one had to bang him on the head just to wake up. Oh no...it didn't go that way. But now that Rin was back, things had changed. He grumbled to himself rather loudly. Shaking a small fist to himself as his eyes narrowed. Respect was what he needed. Pure respect. But Ah-Un didn't seem to care.
", Ermmm...where did Mi'lord go?", he asked rather sternly once he was finished. Ah pointed towards the forest. Jakken nodded. So his lord went hunting. Ah. A normal thing he would do before winter. He always used to do things like this. Go off on his own more.
", I see. Well then. I guess we need to get up the girl.", said Jakken as he turned to find Rin already out of her spot. He looked up to see her looking through her pack. Sorting though a few kimono's she had. Wearing the one she had on for one more day wouldn't hurt.
He looked over towards their fire. Seeing the pack of mushrooms, fish, and even some medical herbs lying there. Packed in small bundles as they waited to be put into the bigger sack that would go on Ah-Un's saddle. Jakken waddled his way over as he packed the stuff in.
", Good morning Master Jakken!", said Rin turning to him from looking through her pack. She smiled and waved. Her hair flowing with her as she turned to look at him. Jakken paused.
", Good..morning Rin. I must tell you! Lord Sesshomaru will be expeting to leave earily. So no fooling around!", said Jakken as he helped pack up the fishing rock. A flat piece of rock that had found to cook fish, meat, and other various foods on.
", I understand Master Jakken. I won't bother Lord Sesshomaru.", said Rin in her soft voice.
", Yeah, yeah.", said Jakken as he got the stones for fire togther.
Rin was looking for a brush that she could brush her hair with. It looked abit matted and tangled from running and traveling all day long. Mumbling to herself, she sighed as she pulled back the ribbons abit. Smiling when she found it.
Putting it down for a moment, she got a pack that she had set aside. Opening it, she revealed four sticks of roasted flavored salmon and roasted mushrooms. She had cooked them over chestnuts. Which she figured would make them good. Setting some on a piece of cloth, she gave it to Jakken.
", Breakfast.", she said quickly eating her own. Jakken said nothing as he munched on his. She needed to get ready! Why...they only had so much time!
", Good.", she said to herself as she began brushing her hair in short strides. She wanted to make it neat and shinny for her lord. Well..and because it had been matted. When a bag clanked to her feet. She looked down to see Jakken standing by her pack.
", Take a bath child! You reek of humans!", Jakken ordered as Rin sighed. Bending down, she clutched the bag in her hand. Heading towards a spring not too far from the camp. Un watching her leave as Ah took another nibble on the bitter grass beneath them. It had the scent of humans. So therefor it wasn't that good. But sweeter grass would come when they got towards the western lands.
Rin looked at them before continuing for a moment. She could probably brush their hair. Oh. It would be fun! She was sure they were in need of washing too. That was also something she could probably do. She also had a feeling that they would love it. She could see it now. A nice waterfall. A small smile graced her lips. A nice suprise for Ah-Un. Next time she saw Kagome, she would have to ask for more shampoo. Lots of it. Kagome had happened to stumble apon her village one year. They remembered each other, and since then they have been staying in touch.
Finding the spring, she sighed. Walking down towards it as she got on her knees. Leaning over the edge to look at her reflection. Her hair brushed over one side of her shoulder. She stared at her dark brown orbs. Looking back at her. Truth was, she looked like every other human girl. Black hair, brown eyes. Well...blue, red, etc. But she was special. No one else looked like Rin. Pretty.
Dipping a slender digit of her finger, she let it enter the warm water. Sighing in relief. All the other places had been cold to nearly freezing. As if mother nature wanted her to die from cold water. Shaking it off, she took off her kimono. Placing it beside a rock near the spring. It was still clean. Since she had brushed and washed out most of the blood. Taking off her binding, she let that get folded and put to the side as well. The only things left on her was the necklace. The jade comb on top of her clothes.
She then dipped a toe into the water. Shaking back, she sighed and walked in slowly until it got up to her waist. Her body welcoming the warm heat of the spring. She took one full dive in to get some water on her body. Coming up as hair was clung around her face. The light splash of water. Getting out the soap, she poured some into her hand. Lathering it up as she rubbed it into her skin and hair. Doing it many times to get the scent away. Then she scrubbed with her sponge to wash it away.
Taking a good amount of time, she made sure her arms were beat red before continuing. That is how bad she wanted the scent gone. Ah, too bad you can't wash away memoires. If you could...the world might be a better place. The scent of light peach and lavender combined in the air. Making a very lovely scent.
She then washed her face. Getting rid of the sticky leftover make-up and creams that had been smeared on her face from the maids. She washed behind her ears and under her chin. Gasping abit as she looked at her reflection. Pure. Back to her natural, outdoor Rin. At least she hoped. She looked deeper. Was this really her? She noticed herself without all the make-up. Or the sun taking away her beauty.
Her hair had turned a deeper black. If one could call it that. Her eyes held a warm glow in them. A glow, that seemed to shine like the setting sun. Her face was smoother and more round. No longer framed. Eyes wide, looking at reflection. Her hair, having to be at least an inch longer. All the things dirt can do. Raising her right hand, she touched the side of her cheek gently. This...was her. She then remembered something. Out of a strange dream she had.
You look...so much like your mother...Rin-san...
She had no clue where it came from. But she cupped water in her palms and splashed her face one last time. Just enough to here Jakken calling for her to return. That Lord Sesshomaru was on his way back. She quickly finished up washing. Scrambling out of the spring as she dried herself. Putting back on her kimono as she packed everything away in her back. Standing up as she called back.
", Coming Master Jakken!", she called out in her soft voice as she headed back up the path towards the camp site. Taking her time so not to trip over anything.
Sesshomaru entered the clearing the same time Rin did. He stopped in walking as his eyes looked up at her. No human smell was on her like there had been the night before. She must have washed it off. Of course she did. She smelled of peach and lavender. Such..a nice scent. He shook his head. It didn't bother him in the slightest, but it wasn't needed.
Rin saw her lord. She bowed to him. ", Good morning Lord Sesshomaru.", she said. Her eyes shinning. She clutched her bag in front of her.
", Hn.", said Sesshomaru simply with a nod. He looked over to Ah-Un. The packs and things were strapped on. Though Jakken was having some trouble pulling one of the brown straps. He grunted and breathed while giving one hard yank again. Only to slip off the rock and fall head first onto the ground. Rin giggled slightly as she walked over to him. Taking the abused strap out of his hand and tying it to the saddle.
", Thanks...", he muttered as Rin sighed. She only nodded as she put her pack on her back.
Soon they were on their way to the western lands. Sesshomaru led them to the path that started on their way. Rin walked at a calm pace next to Ah-Un. Jakken was on top of him as he held the reins. Nothing but the light sound of birds and some crickets filled the air. Sesshomaru walked ahead of them all. Not saying anything. Just...walking. It was silent. Only a few words were spoken between the group. In regards to where they were going. How long it would be. Things like that.
Rin took time to look at all the different flowers. So many flowers bloomed along the grass. Among the various tulips and roses. To the blue set flowers and regular yellow. She loved them all. Even as now being an adult. Her love for flowers never seemed to fail. Ah-Un watched her as they walked along the dirt path. Not even taking much interest into things.
Sesshomaru took a sniff in the air. The familiar smell of the western lands greeted his nose. It was a good smell in his opinon. Well..of course it was. It was his home. His land. His straight face stayed on as Rin and Jakken hopped on Ah-Un. For some reason, his instinct told him to go straight on. Not stopping in the forests. He didn't know why, but he wasn't in the mood to take any chances what so ever. But hey, I guess it happens when your a young demon lord. Maybe...
Rin didn't know why Sesshomaru had suddenly told them to take Ah-Un up, but she wasn't going to object to it. She climbed on as Ah-Un stopped. Jakken climbing on in front of her as he took the reins. She held onto her pack straps as Jakke clutched the reins. Sesshomaru only nodded before he turned his head. It was odd. All Rin had to do was...blink. Then he was gone. Gone and out of sight. She couldn't even see where he had run off to that fast. Amazed by her lord.
Jakken and Ah-Un seemed to know where they were going. For they took off in the sky after something on the ground. They were so high up, that all she could see were the tree tops. Deciding to pull her head back in fear of getting dizzy, she let her gaze linger on Ah-Un's golden brown scales. Tracing a blank pattern on one. Jakken kept his gaze straight forward. His staff clutched along with the rein.
Soon, the high air made her tired. Her eyes blinked until she shook her head. The last thing she wanted to do was sleep. She let out a soft sigh. Not realizing it, she leaned forward abit. Suprising Jakken as he managed to move so that she laid down on Ah-Un. Turning to look at her, he let a small smile grace his lips. They would be home by tonight. Back at the western lands where they belonged.
A group of feet halted in the old campsite where the group use to be. A double bladed spear clattered to the ground as a man silently cursed to himself. Only his eyes could be seen as he closed them. Seemed like he was searching for something. Something. Something!
When he opened them, he took a long sniff. One of the soilders questioned him, before he answered.
", No.", he said in a deep voice. A voice that sounded like it had gotten swallowed up by sea water. Yet rough with the time of bark. ", He is a smart one. They.", he said pointing towards the path. ", Are already gone.", he said. A figure on a horse stepped up.
", Then hell. Find them! Find them all!", demanded another one. Dressed from head, toe, and face in black. Others the same.
", Bloody kill them! Don't let one finger be left uncut!", yelled an angered voice.
", Don't let anyone get in your way.", barked a young, yet stern voice.
", Sssssspare nothing. Ssssspare...no one.", hissed out a snake like voice.
", Kill her. Kill him. By...tomorrow.", a deep general's voice ordered as the clanking of armor could be heard moving out towards the path. To somewhere...