Rin Starts Dating

He knew it was only a matter of time before this happened. Human years pass by so fast, it seemed that only yesterday that she was asking for bigger clothes.

Now Rin insists on going to the market so she can get some new clothes and accessories, then go to the Priestess Kagome to ask for 'cosmetics'.

Rin and the females of my loathed half-brother's traveling party had really started to bond . So ever since that happened, she went into the 'terrible teens' at merely ten.

Rin is now sixteen now, and she comes up saying that a man that goes by the name of Kohaku wanted to take her out to dinner.

"So he wants to court you." I stated knowing the true intentions going through that boys mind.

"No. He wants to take me out on a date." Oh, how I wish I could just smack that look off Rin's face. You know the look that seems to shout, 'You are so stupid!' But, I cannot, for in the short eight years that she has traveled with me, had made her a tender spot in my heart.

Yes. I, the great and fearless Lord Sesshomaru of the Western Lands, has a weakness. A weakness in the form of a mouthy teenage girl, which had recently, became obsessed with 'boys.'

"That is what I said. Also, no, I will not allow you to go anywhere with that boy until I meet him." I dictated, already planning to scare the boy off.

I noticed her slight frown as she turned out the door without a word. She knew it was useless arguing with me when I used that tone.

"Fine." Rin finally grumbled as she stomped out of my study. When she shut the door I heard her grumbling something about, 'Dream Killing' and 'Hope Crushers'. Oh, the joys of being a guardian.

The next night I met this Kohaku. He seemed familiar to me somehow, probably from Rin's child hood or the spawn if one of my many enemies. Kohaku's features were reminiscent of the other female in Inyasha's party, Sango.

Looking him over, I could tell he was tense about something, I couldn't fathom why, I was only there to warn him if he did anything funny I would kill him.

We walked into the sitting room; I noticed that he had definitely been in combat before from the scars that sprinkled Kohaku's body. This pleased me; at least he won't go down without a fight, and I like to fight.

When we finally sat down, I asked Rin to go get some tea for our guest. She gave me a wary look, but walked out the door towards the kitchen.

As soon as I knew that she was gone, I stood up and walked over to Kohaku, who was staring wistfully at the door Rin just exited. "Tell me about yourself." I ordered.

I saw him flinch away from the door and tried to answer my question. Clearing his throat, he stuttered, "Um...uh... I like to—" He was interrupted by my hand clenched around his throat.

Hearing him speak, it triggered something within me that wanted desperately to protect Rin. There was this nagging feeling that I should remember something, something important. Something that told me he should not be here.

"Who are you?" I growled menacingly in his ear. I needed to know who he was and why my senses were going haywire by the mere sound of his voice.

I loosened my death grip so he could whisper his answer. "I am Kohaku, the younger brother of Sango—" He was silenced once again by my claws around his neck.

All of the memories came flooding into the forefront of my mind. A young boy, kneeling over a smaller Rin, poised to kill her. Eyes devoid of fear or emotion, his arm swinging down to Rin's unconscious body.

I felt my eyes glow red and my claws itch with green poison. "I'm not afraid to kill you." I snarled, letting him drop onto the floor, "But if you do not leave this second, I will."

Looking one last time into my crimson eyes, he got up and stumbled out of the room, holding his neck.

I stood there in the middle of the room, trying to convince myself of reasons not to kill Kohaku.

'He tried to kill Rin!' I thought.

'Kohaku was possessed by Naraku at the time.' Another annoying voice said.

"Naraku, Kohaku. They rhyme! It must mean they're both evil!' I argued back.

'Just because the names rhyme doesn't mean they're both evil.' The more sensible voice stated.

'But—' I was cut off by the scent of Rin's blood and the crash glass. I raced towards the scene and saw Rin had just cut her finger on the side of a chipped tea set, that now on the ground in hundreds of pieces.

I took hold of her bleeding hand and started to bandage it.

"No more boys." I declared.