I don't own Inuyasha. If I did I wouldn't have to write this here, I'd just make a spin-off manga based 7 years in the future.

Rin and Jaken were in town alone for the moment. Sesshomaru had sensed a storm so was off to see if he could find an appropriate shelter for his child in the wilds surrounding this small city, if not they would have no choice to seek shelter at the local inn. Though he would prefer not to have Rin around the rough types that frequented such places if it could be avoided. Jaken had been left in charge with strict orders to keep Rin out of trouble.

Rin wandered from stall to stall admiring rows of fine silks and piles of well made jewelry. Between such stands were the vegitable stands and cook ware stands offereing crude stone ware. All along the street were little shops and stores but many of those had stands set up out side in the natural sunlight so people could actually see what they offered.

"Young lady. Hello, young lady." An elderly voice called. Rin turned to see a withered old woman sitting at a small booth placed back between two larger ones.

"Hello." Rin greeted approaching the woman with the grumbling Jaken in tow.

"You must have left your house in a bit of a hurry. What are you looking for dear, perhaps I can tell you where to find it."

"Oh, nothing in particular. I was just looking. Why would you think I left my house in a hurry?"

"Well, you didn't even take time to put on a little make up."

"I don't own any make up." Rin replied with a shrug.

"You don't own make up?" The old woman asked acting surprised. "Why as beautiful as you are? That is almost a sin! Why don't you come here so I can take a look at you?"

Jaken threw a fit and forbade Rin from going any closer to the human. Lord Sesshomaru wouldn't want her near the weird old hag he said.

"It's ok Jaken. She looks friendly to me. And besides, your here to protect me. An old human woman is no threat at all when you have a powrful youkai to protect you." Rin reasoned as she walked over to the booth. She gave him a bright smile. There was no argueing with the child but he continued to grumble his protests.

The old woman took Rin's hand and pulled her down close to examine her face. "Such lovely skin. I have never seen a girl your age with such a perfect complextion. And those large eyes and lips. Why add a little color to catch the eye, draw some attention to your features and you could outshine the moon herself!" She raved in awe.

She released Rin's hand and began setting out little jars and pots of liquid in shades of red and purple. Rin scanned the jars with obvious interest. Ocassionally she would pick on up and look at it more closely. The whole time Jaken complained and tried to convince Rin she didn't need the silly looking gunk in those jars.

The old woman glared at the imp and shook her head. "Ignore him dear. Men rarely understand how important it is to look your best at all times. Speaking of men, you must have to beat the boys off with a stick. But is there perhaps one that's caught your eye?"

Rin looked up at the old lady and blushed. The old lady smiled. "I thought so. Come now, tell me about this young man."

Rin glanced at Jaken, he had turned away in disgust muttering about silly girls, he wasn't paying attention. "His name is Kenji." She whispered leaning toward the woman.

"And what does your young man do for a living? A merchant... A soilder..." She whispered back

"He is a samurai."

"How wonderful! A strong, brave, young man, no doubt he is good with a sword and can protect you from harm... Just imagine how much he would desire you for a wife if those marvolous features of yours were played up just a little!"

Rin blushed... her? A wife? Kenji's wife? She found herself smiling at the thought. Her eyes sparkled as she pictured them together, his arms around her as they sat in a nice little house watching children play on the floor.

"Rin?" A deep voice cut into her little day dream.

"Yes daddy?" She asked staring up at the youkai.

The old lady stared. Pointed ears. Facial markings. The girl called a youkai daddy? Funny, she didn't look like a hanyou to her! No matter, a sale was a sale...

Sesshomaru's gaze drifted from the girl to the merchandise set out for her consideration. Rin clasped her hands together and stared up at him. "May I get some make up please? Please?"

"You do not need such foolishness."

"But the other girls all wear it."

"Those other girls are not my daughter."

"But I just want to look pretty. Please? I just want to be pretty."

Sesshomaru's eyes softened. "Rin, you do not need that foolishness." He repeated much softer now.

"But don't you want me to be pretty?" Rin asked, her eyes got big and that lip came out.

The old woman cleared her throat causing Rin to turn back to her. "Before you and your father make a desicion, perhaps you should see if it truely suits you." Before Sesshomaru could think to forbid it the woman had dipped a small brush in a jar of red and applied the color to Rin's lips. She then handed Rin a mirror. Rin stared at her lovely face and smiled.

"Look at me daddy! See? See how pretty it makes me? Can I please get some?"

Sesshomaru frowned mentally, he would never understand females. Rin was beautiful enough with out this nonsense. He already had a hard enough time keeping young men away from her. For some reason these boys loved it when girls painted their faces, if he let her get this stuff that would only make life so much harder.

But those big puppy eyes were so hard to say no to. And then that lip started trembling...

The old sales lady smiled. She had seen this battle so many times in her long, long years. The youkai lord had lost before the battle had even begun. If there is one thing all girls know it is how to get what they want from daddy.

Just a short while later Rin was following her daddy down the street with two small jars with tight fitting lids wrapped in rice paper. She hummed a happy little tune to her self while Sesshomaru cursed the fates. There was no shelter, which meant when the rain came they would have to go to the local Inn or Rin might fall ill and he had been coerced in to buying her that make up! The day just couldn't get any worse, could it?

Then he noticed a scent behind them. 'Don't stop...' He thought to him self. 'Just keep walking, perhaps you can get out of sight before the boy notices the three of you.' He noticed the boys scent come closer and the foot steps get louder.

"Guess who!" Kenji challenged covering Rin's eyes as he came up behind her.