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An invitation came from the lord of the west to Inuyasha in that spring season.

A wedding invitation.

Rin's world had gone black.

Literally black.

She woke up to see the worried faces of her friends. But she couldn't really focus on anything. All she knew was that it hurt. Hurt so much to even breathe just thinking about him with another wo…

She couldn't finish the sentence. Not even in her mind. She didn't want anyone to see him the way she did that night.

Her friends were surprised, but somehow were not at the same time to see her cry. She didn't care.

A selfish girl she was, she wanted to see him. No matter what, she had to see him one more time. One last time before he would belong to someone else. Her heart clenched, she gasped for breath and tears were freely streaming down her pale cheeks like broken water pipes.

She knew she didn't have the right, but she didn't care. If her lord was angry at her enough to kill her that would be a blessing.

She had to see him.

And with Inuyasha, Kagome riding on Kirara, the demon cat, they went to the western land. They reached Sesshomaru's castle one day before the ceremony.

The castle was built next to a high cliff, below was the ocean, otherwise surrounded by an ancient forest. The white wall was framing around the stone castle defensively.

Rin put on her best clothes, made sure again and again that her hair and herself looked its best. But once she met him at the castle gate, she couldn't bring herself to smile. She just stared at him stupidly.

He looked the same as she remembered. His tall figure, the proudly worn white attire and the Mokomoko on his right shoulder. His two swords tucked at his side. On his pale cheeks were still the same purple stripe marks and the blue crescent moon on his forehead that she once traced her fingers over, all were as her memories recalled. His moist full lips that had once pressed against hers. His silver hair that was once running through her fingers like silk were now hanging down his back.

The only thing that had changed about him was the warmth in his eyes that used to be there for her. But now he didn't even look at her. Didn't acknowledge her. She had become air and wind to him. She felt the burning inside her nose and the flooding tears threatening to fall from her eyes, but she forced herself not to cry. Not in front of him.

Not too long after he chatted with Inuyasha, came a female voice calling to Sesshomaru. A dog demoness. A tall, slim, and ideal curved demoness. Her small face stood out while her silver hair was pulled up into a bun, decorated by a golden flower comb that elegantly complimented her.

She was so beautiful that it made Rin pale in comparison.

The demoness came to him, talked to him, he reached his hand to her, and they walked away together. Rin watched until they disappeared from her sight.

The lesser demons would show Rin, Inuyasha, and Kagome to their rooms, they were told, but she couldn't hear anything.

All she knew was that he didn't see her. It would have been better if he was angry at her, hated her, anything, but he treated her like nothing.

It was her fault! It was all her fault! But it was still hurt. It was too cruel of a punishment that she could not tolerate.

He didn't look at her.

She had let go of his hands three years ago, but she now selfishly, desperately wanted them back. The warmth and comfort he once showered her with without condition were now gone and only replaced with hollowness and emptiness. She was nothing to him now.

If she was nothing to him then what was she to the world? It didn't matter what she was, she didn't care, as long as he looked at her again, as long as he acknowledged her.

She could not take it anymore.

Why did she have to come here? To see that he no longer wanted her?

What was the purpose of coming here?

She couldn't even talk to him. He didn't look her way at all!

Tears were falling down her cheeks and she started to run. She didn't care where, as long as it was far away from him.

They looked so perfect together, Sesshomaru and the beautiful demoness. She could hear her fragile heart break like glass smashing against a rock. It didn't matter anymore.

Nothing mattered anymore.

She just wanted to run. Run until she could run no longer. Run until she could breathe no more. She didn't want to live anymore.

A cliff? Good!

She had been too occupied with her thoughts that she did not notice the landscape before her, at the end of her path was a cliff. Once she reached that cliff then she would be free.

She would be free.

Free.

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One of her hands cupped her broken piece of a heart, the wound that she could no longer endure. She loved him so much.

But before she could jump, she was swapped off her feet by something red.

Right, Inuyasha!

Whatever Inuyasha said to her, she didn't hear. How did she end up in a room, she didn't know. She was in a bed. A really pricey big bed and in a fancy room, too. But her heart was moaning and she didn't care about the world.

And there she slept, or she didn't, she didn't know anymore. Who was entering who was leaving, she didn't pay any attention. She laid there, and laid there, letting the time pass her by. It didn't matter. She would stay there until the owners kicked her out. Her eyes were blurring with salt waters.

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Was it midnight? How late into the night she could not tell. All she knew was when she opened her eyes everything was dark, a but a single candle light. It didn't matter.

But something caught her eye. Quickly she looked to a white figure sitting next to her.

Sesshomaru.

She rushed to him, clung to him, held him tightly, letting more tears fall. Was it really him? Was it a dream? She didn't know.

When she met his eyes this time, they were warm. The pair of gorgeous eyes she remembered so well. The eyes she had been yearning for. The most beautiful pair of eyes that she had missed so much.

She cried and cried as he held her tiny body firmly, letting her face bury into his chest. He sat there in silence. Her arms snaked around him. She could hear his heartbeat, his chest moving while breathing, his warm solid muscles, and his fresh scents.

Hours had passed and he just sat there, holding her. Letting her cry her eyes out like when she had been hurt by her ex-fiancé.

He wiped her fat tears away and stoked her cheek. There were no words between them, but her eyes said it all; her love, her longing for him, her pain and suffering of seeing him with another woman, her begging for forgiveness.

He tilted her chin up and his hand smoothly brushed her cheek and she leaned her face against his palm. She was once again lost into those enchanting golden orbs that she could now only see in her dreams.

He leaned his perfect handsome face and softly sealed his lips to hers. The sensation she had shared with him years ago returned. Their mouths parted and their toques explored each other's. The kiss became deeper, heavier and hungrier. His response was equally as eager as hers. She let herself melt and dance with his body once more. In his warm embrace her hollow heart healed and mended it whole and she finally found peace.

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Her eyes shot open to the sunlight, finding herself alone in an empty bed. She quickly pulled off the blanket. She was in her night clothes. She was desperately searching for him, but found only silence and emptiness. She looked out the window and found that it was already in the afternoon.

The wedding!

Her heart that had been whole for a moment was now shattered to dust. It was a dream and a dream it would stay. He was no longer hers.

She let the uncontrollable broken wail escaped her lips, howling throughout the castle.

She had lost him!

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(Oct, 30, 12)