I Do not own Inuyasha or any of the Inuyasha characters But I kenji is MINE! Hehehe, I am very possessive about my characters. and I know I promised you guys mild violence and romance. Don't worry, it's coming, just not quiet yet. Bet ya'll can see where this is going ;)
"Rin, stay here." That had been the last thing Sesshomaru had said to her that morning before he left. Rin had done as her father told her and not asked where he was going. He did that sometimes so she was use to it.
Being use to it did not stop her from getting bored. She had picked flowers and woven them into her hair and Ah Un manes. Then she had tried to skip stones on the surface of a small puddle that was fed by the creek. Of course there wasn't enough room for that activity to hold her attention. So now she sat near the puddle humming to herself. She was so bored. Little did she know some one else was having the same problem not far away.
Kenji sighed and shifted against the tree he sat under. The young warrior was bored out of his mind. He looked over at his brother and his father. His father was dozing under another tree, his bother was meditating. Actually it looked to Kenji as though her brother were just napping and not doing anything productive, but who was he to argue with him?
He wanted to do something but would not interupt his father to suggest they get moving. His father was an old man, he needed his rest. And it had taken much pestering to get the old man to stop for a while. His father had a hard time accepting the limitations of his ageing body.
Finally Kenji could stand no more. He stood quickly and picked up his helmet and walked over to his horse. "Father, I ask your permission to scout ahead. We might be wise to know what we can expect to run into ahead."
His father cracked open one eye and regarded his younger son. The boy was barely a man, only 15. He was sometimes headstrong and impulsive. He knew the boy's energy would not allow him to rest comfortably. It was one of the secret reasons he tried not to rest unless he had to. He worried what kind of trouble his son would get into. But he had to rest and the boy had to be doing something.
"Just come back in one piece." He muttered to the anxious teenager.
"Yes father." The boy replied with a low bow. Then he mounted his steed and was gone.
"Father, are you sure it was wise to let him go off alone?" The older boy asked turning to the old man.
"We have seen no other samuria nor any deamons for many days now. How much trouble could he get into?"
"Father, you do realize this is Kenji we are talking about?"