Title: Differences.
Theme you are basing the piece off of: "Set #2, Theme #8, Difference
Genres: Angst.
Pairings Represented: None really.
Word Count: 311
Rating: G
Summary: Rin thinks back on growing up and how different humans and youkai can truly be.
Disclaimer: They belong to Rumiko Takahashi not me.
Differences
It hadn't been as obvious before, the differences between human and youkai, but now as she was older, now she was a woman, things were very much different.
Not so much in form. Sesshoumaru-sama did look human when he was in that shape of his. And she couldn't change hers at all.
No, it was different in other, more subtle ways.
She kept on growing older, while he didn't seem to age at all. She had a different cycle to youkai women, who usually take on characteristics in the breeding rights of the animal part of who they are. She bled so often she had wondered for a while if something was wrong.
Her feelings were out of control and never stayed still.
She remembered the first time she fell in love, how quickly it had ended, when she had been but 13 years of age. The second time had lasted longer, but ended worse, because the feeling had been deeper then.
All the while, Sesshoumaru-sama had stayed by her, or near enough for comfort, not even able to manage a smile to show her that it was alright to feel these things.
Either he didn't know, or it was a human thing. Most of the time she understood that it was the former, though she wished for the latter.
Because it made her sad, made her feel sorry for the great dog demon who had taken her in, sheltered her from harm and made sure she had grown up into a woman in the first place.
He had asked her once and only once when he had sensed this sadness in her. She had replied with the only answer she could think of at the time.
"You wouldn't understand. We are too different."
For the first time in her life, she saw sadness and hurt in his own eyes.