The warm breeze brushed itself through the trees. Blades of emerald still glistened from the light drizzle hours ago. The sun was at its peak with flowers eager to reveal themselves to it.

"Master Jaken, when is Lord Sesshomaru returning?"

"Lord Sesshomaru obviously has more important matters to attend to." The imp glared.

Rin only nodded before retrieving a parchment of supplies from Ah-Un. She laid the paper and the various utensils on the tree stump.

"Rin, what are you doing?" Jaken stared at the various coloured sticks, picking one up and inspecting it.

"Kagome gave them to me. She called them crayons. Want to draw with me?" She grinned.

At the mention of the Miko's name, Jaken throw the crayon back on the stump.

"That Miko and her ridiculous creations." He scuffed returning to his staff which rested a few feet away against a tree.

They remained in the same spots until the sun was overshadowed by grey clouds and water lightly showered them.

"My drawing!" Screeched Rin. She gathered up her things in a frenzy and joined Jaken and Ah-Uh under the cover of a tree.

Rin unfolded her paper and frowned at the damp splotches.

"My picture for Lord Sesshomaru is ruined." She sighed ducking her head between her knees as she sat.

"Silly girl. The Lord has no use for drawings." Jaken simply scolded eyeing the picture with disgust.

She had drawn what resembled a figure with black hair and orange kimoto holding hands with a fat green circle that had a beak but also with a towering figure. It loomed over both people in the drawing and seemed like it wore a white scarf. 'Family' was scribbled at the top of the drawing.

As Jaken opened his mouth to critique the terrible drawing, a flash of lighting struck the ground before them.

"Lord Sesshomaru!" Both of them had screamed in joy.

"M'Lord how was everything, I – "

"We must leave for shelter." He announced, ignoring the imp and focusing his attention on Rin.

Her hair dripped with water that poured onto the paper she held against her chest. The contents of the paper were unknown to where Sesshomaru stood.

"Rin, what is that in your hands?" His eyes pierced the paper.

"Nothing, Lord Sesshomaru." Rin muttered before trying to his it behind her back but with no luck. He was too fast. He appeared behind her and snatched the damp drawing from her.

He stared at it. She held her breath. Jaken was already ready to ridicule her when Sesshomaru folded the paper up and stored it in his sash.

"Rin, you are wet and will catch a cold. We will find shelter in a cave." He said in the softest voice, so soft that she wasn't sure if he even said it. She shook out of her daze and made her way to Ah-Un and Jaken.

Rin and Jaken dozed loudly in the clouds as Sesshomaru peered back at them. He took out the drawing from his sash. Hips lips curled in just the slightest before tucking it back.