Chapter 2
Disclaimer: Again, as I said at the beginning of the first chapter, I don't own any of the InuYasha characters, Rumiko Takahashi does.
A/N: As for those a bit confused about what Rin is, she is a demon, much like Sesshomaru, and her father, whom I've dubbed as Lord Raishiku 3, is Lord of the Eastern Lands, much like InuYasha and Sesshomaru's father was lord of the Western lands, and He is also like Sesshomaru, he may look like Sesshomaru's father, but he's got black hair and black stripes. As for her mother, she died giving birth to Rin. Any other questions please put in your reviews and I will try and answer them as best I can in either an A/N at the beginning of the chapter or an A/N at the end of the chapter.
Today, I managed to set up camp for myself, though I had to use my swords as a brace as I gathered and caught food for later. But, I was unaware of whose lands I was in. When I finished, I began to sense a great demonic aura coming closer to where I stayed. My first thought was that it was Naraku, coming here to take me back to his castle. But, in the midst of my worries, I noticed that this aura was…..different. I soon began to realize that I'd be facing this demon in battle any day now.
When I sensed the aura again, I noticed that it was closer and coming towards me with great speed. In moments, the owner of the demonic aura, stood before me. A small toad demon staggered behind and braced himself, with a staff that had two heads, beside the larger demon. As I looked in awe at the larger demon, my mind registered that the face I looked up at, the being, exuding power and confidence, who stood before me, was indeed the one I thought him to be. He was Sesshomaru, the one I had longed to see again since we had been parted at such a young tender age. I smiled and leaned back against the tree I sat in front of.
"It's been a long time, Sesshomaru," I spoke softly. His father, InuTashio, and my father, Raishiku, were very close and dear friends; you could even mistake them as brothers sometimes because they were so close. When my father heard that the great InuTashio had fallen, he was devastated. The last I saw of Sesshomaru, I was almost a mere child and he was a good 3 years older than me. On the night that he left, he came to the Eastern lands to see me.
At that time I had but a mere crush on Sesshomaru, so, naturally, when he asked if I would take a walk with him under the lunar rainbow, I was flustered. But I accepted his offer. I told him that I didn't want my father to worry about me so I climbed out of my bedroom window, jumped and was caught in Sesshomaru's strong arms. My face heated with a blush as he set me down on my feet and told me to follow him to a secret place he'd found, just for the two of us. It was there that he gave me a rare red coral necklace that he'd carved into a heart. I looked up at him then, when he told me that it was his promise that he would come back and claim me as his mate. I snapped back to the present by the unknown toad stomping his staff on the ground.
"Name yourself, wench!" The toad demanded.
"Sesshomaru, I'm quite surprised that I'm not the least bit familiar to you," I said, my voice surprisingly cold and calm considering the anger that began to well up inside me. He'd promised me that he'd come back for me, but he never did. Even though when he left I had only a mere crush on him, that mere crush had soon bloomed into full-blown love for him, and even though I was angry and crushed at the fact that he'd forgotten about his promise to me, I still could not help but still love him. As always, Sesshomaru's face remained impassive but, deep within the depths of his golden eyes, I thought I saw a glimmer of recognition and guilt. He should be guilty! I thought, inwardly smiling.
"I asked you to name yourself, Wench!" The small toad demanded again. I glared and him and grabbed the front of his top and I spoke in a menacing tone of voice.
"Call me 'wench' one more time, and your face will hurt so bad, you won't even be able to eat dirt." I said menacingly, dropping him down onto the ground watching him scramble up and hide behind Sesshomaru. When the sun hit the coral necklace I had around my neck, it glimmered and Sesshomaru's gaze rested on it. My hand went defensively to where it lay and I was certain that the spark of emotion that I saw was one of realization.
"I-I told you to name yourself." Said a quaking toad.
"Fine." I compiled, knowing that if I didn't tell the toad, he would just pester and bug me about it. I contemplated the idea of telling them who I really was but before I could decide I blurted it all out.
"I am Rin, Princess, Assassin, and only heir to the Eastern lands."
"That's preposterous!" The toad squawked. "Everyone knows that she was abducted from her home by the demon, Naraku."
"Yeah, well, things aren't always what you hear." I murmured quietly, trying not to draw too much attention to the subject.
"Anyways, who are you, Toad?" I questioned, changing the subject from Naraku and me to the identity of the smaller, lesser demon.
"I am Jaken! Aid to Sesshomaru-sama!" He exclaimed proudly.
"Never heard of you before," I said, now disinterested with the toad's identity, and smirking as I watched him go from a gawking toad, to a crestfallen one.
"Jaken." Sesshomaru spoke. Jaken stopped muttering and snapped to attention, looking up at Sesshomaru.
"Yes Sesshomaru-Sama?"
"Go and get Ah-Un." He ordered.
"Right away, Sesshomaru-sama!" Jaken said before scurrying off into the bushes, which left me alone with Sesshomaru. I braced myself up against the tree, grabbing one of my swords and embedding it into the ground, using it for support, as I began to stand. At that moment, my legs buckled beneath me and I would have fallen if Sesshomaru had not caught me in his arms. My cheeks heated in anger again. I had made it this far without his help, and I didn't need or want his help now. I shoved myself out of his embrace and I lifted my hand in anger, my hand coming in contact with the side of his face.
"I waited for fifteen years, just for you to come back," I spat out, yanking out the necklace he'd carved for me so long ago. "Do you remember yet? You carved this out of rare red coral, for me, with your own two hands, and you gave it to me on the night of the Lunar Rainbow, as a promise that you would come back for me. A promise that you would come back and make me your mate. But you never did." I said, nearly shouting it as tears rolled down my face as I lifted my hand to strike him again. He grabbed my hand, pulled me against him, lowered his head, and kissed me.
Tears streamed down my face as I tried to struggle away from him, but his free hand, resting on my left hip, pulled my closer to him. My free hand tried to tug away his from my other hand before starting to try and push him away. I gave up and leaned into the strength his arms and his mouth offered, savoring the feeling of his lips on mine. We parted and he drew me back, gazing into my eyes as he wiped away tears. He held me close to him then and I could feel his heart, it almost seemed to pound, but, that couldn't be. I sighed and let it slip from my mind as I spoke softly.
"Why didn't you come back for me?" I asked softly.
"Why did you come here?" he asked me, averting my question.
"I didn't have any real direction planned." I said, not telling him any more, I didn't want to reveal any more than I had to.
"Why did you leave the Eastern lands?" He asked.
"I- I just needed to get away, that's all," I said, burying my face in his chest. I really didn't want him to know, because if he knew, he might shove me away in disgust.
I felt the heat of the anger fade from my face and I sighed. Since the moment he arrived at my camp, the Kiss and the embrace he had around me now, were the only acts of kindness, and movement, that he'd made towards me, and I know that the answer I had given him was not so simple or true. I had the feeling he knew this too.
I sighed softly, my mind scurrying about in my head before it began to register the feel of his arms, big and strong, around me and how right it felt to be in his embrace once again. I wondered then, if he still loved me. Even though I had never heard him say it, I knew he'd wanted to before we had been separated, but, what about now? He broke contact then, placing me softly down onto the ground. He spoke and my eyes immediately went to his face.
"You are severely injured," he said.
"I am quite clear of that." I muttered in humiliation. In all the times I had seen him go into battle, he'd always come away unscathed.
"This is what happens when you're a well known princess and assassin, every man wants you to be their wife and every other person has a need of your assassin services." I murmured quietly and, as always, his sensitive ears picked it up. I looked around for something to occupy myself with and noticed that the bandage I had around my ankle had become quite bloody, so I removed the bandage and noticed that the bone was protruding out again. I bit down on my bottom lip, drawing blood, to keep from crying out in pain as I placed the bone back in place. I reached over for the roll of bandage to apply a fresh one, making sure to hold a hand over the wound, when my hand came in contact with his. And the short brief contact between us sent sparks shooting through me and I reared my hand back.
"Let me help you," he murmured tome softly. I nodded, mentally cursing myself as my body warmed at his touch. I still was going to forgive him for leaving for fifteen years with no letter, no message, no nothing, only the fading glimmer of hope I had desprately clung at. As he applied the fresh bandage, I could tell that he was trying his best at keeping his hands as gentle as possible, trying to cause me no further pain.
"Why did you leave the Eastern Lands?" He asked me, but I remained silent. When he noticed that I hadn't answered his question, he looked up. His gaze, intense and demanding of obedience, caught mine and held it steady, his eyes now a molten gold.
"Why did you leave the Eastern lands?" He asked again.
"I left because I needed to get away, that's all." I murmured, horrid images of the destruction of the lands I knew and loved and the imminent death of my father when he'd refused to give Naraku the Eastern lands, even after I had no choice but to marry Naraku. All those images came back to me, almost engulfing and swamping my mind. I turned my head to avoid further contact with his gaze, and to hide the fresh onslaught of tears.
"I know that is not the real reason you left," he whispered softly, taking my chin in one of his hands and turning my face back to his. He smiled and leaned down and kissed away the tears that had fallen, before wiping away the blood from my lower lip. I felt my cheeks heat with a blush and mentally cursed myself again. I felt compelled then to look up. When I looked up, I saw him quietly lick the blood off of his thumb. Not only was it blood, but it was MY blood. Suddenly Jaken came stumbling through the bushes with a two-headed dragon and Sesshomaru discontinued the contact between us.
A/N: Alright! Second chapter done, and I'd like to thank sweetheart09 for being the first to review on this fic, and I hope she'll enjoy this one and hopefully she'll read my other one, and review there too! Anyways, I want MORE than just one review per chapter, if I get at least 3-4 review for this chapter, I'll work on the third and post it up as soon as I can