The Rare Truth
"Thank you for being my first real friend."
I looked past my resolve and worry and looked directly into her eyes.
"No. Thank you"
Had I not met her, I wouldn't have mastered Tenseiga, or gotten more involved with Naraku, or gotten Bakusaiga. But I wasn't thanking her for my accomplishments physically, I was thanking her for this feeling I felt whenever I looked at her. I don't remember when it started, but it always felt pure, for a lack of a better word.
She dropped her head. "You saved me so many times. I'm sorry to have been a burden."
I lifted her head back up. "Don't ever think that. I wanted you to live. I wanted you to be OK, I wanted… to see you smile."
At that she smiled. That was the nicest thing that has ever passed my lips. And it shocked me that I actually said it, but I meant it.
She nodded, but some tears still fell from her eyes.
"Sesshoumaru-sama?"
"Yes?"
"Please don't forget about me."
"I won't Rin"