A/N: Because I had this already written, that is the reason I have been able to update this fast. If I do a sequel I'll update an alert here and will give you the title so you can find it.
"I will…then…Sesshoumaru. Together with Lord Sesshoumaru forever." she whispered. He smiled at her and three days later they were married. Rin felt the burning pains again, it was like acid washed through her veins, she would not allow him to see her in pain again. She didn't want him to think that this was his fault. Rin loved her child but she couldn't be around him for too long, he had too much of his father in his blood. Sesshoumaru cupped her cheek and kissed her lips, lightly. She kissed him back as his hands roamed her body carefully, gently, and tenderly. Then he made love to her, real love. Each touch, each kiss, every whisper filled with love and she felt every bit of it.
"I love you, you know." he said looking down her eyes, her was rested on his chest she smiled at him weakly.
"I know." she said, then the fire poured through her again. She sat up and ran trying to get to a waste basket but she didn't make it instead stumbling to her hands and knees as she threw up the black ink like substance. Tears fell from her eyes as it continued to come up.
"What is this?" he asked touching the liquid and smelling it. It smelled like her blood but this was of a dark black and not crimson.
"I just…I must have eaten something." she lied, he looked at her. He knew she was lying he could see the fear in her eyes. Sesshoumaru lifted Rin from the floor and took her to the bathhouse. He pulled her into the warm water with him. She was pale and sickly, he realized. Her lips chapped. His fingers traced and lingered on the spot where he had marked her as his. She was officially the queen of the west, reigning alongside him. Sesshoumaru refused to leave the country side, until she was better. However with each passing day she seemed to get worse. Then one day, a nurse came to him.
"Lord Sesshoumaru, I have something to tell you. It is of great importance." she said.
"How is Rin?" he asked.
"She is resting, my lord. She has stopped her bleedings." she informed him.
"She has stopped her bleedings. She's with child." he said. The nurse answered.
"Summon Izayoi and Inuyasha." he said, he trusted Izayoi that was one thing that he could safely say for the human woman that captured his father's heart. They were there with in a few days. Izayoi stood before him, Inuyasha, was wandering the gardens. Sesshoumaru looked at her. Inuyasha was still a child and she was still young.
"Will you care for her?" he asked, he was prepared to hire the best healers possible so that Rin might get better.
"I will, do my best. Where is she? What ails her?" Izayoi asked.
"I don't know, she has been sick since I rescued her. Now she is with child, my child. A prince." Izayoi had never seen Sesshoumaru with such a look on his face.
"I will do everything I can." Izayoi promised, she left the room and walked to the room that Rin was in. As she walked into the room, she saw Rin who was in the bed still and pale as a ghost. She was far too thin to be with child. Rin felt the black slime climbing up her throat as a violent convulsion sent it to the floor. Rin sobbed as it left her, she looked miserable. Izayoi looked at the expulsion. She smelled the blood, it smelled as if it were rotten and dead. She looked at the gaunt face that looked back at her. Pity rose in her chest. Such a sad life this girl had lived and she was only seventeen years old. The poor southern princess raised in isolation, taken to court against her will, raped, kidnapped, forced to bear a child, and now dying when she had just gotten a chance with the man she loved.
"Lady Rin, please tell me what is wrong?" she asked gently of the girl who stared at her through sad hazel eyes.
"I would have rather died that night, then to have him watch me die this way." Rin struggled to say.
"You are with child, my lady." Izayoi told her.
"…I have to get up…Help me…" Rin struggled.
"You have to rest!" Izayoi said. Rin looked at her.
"You don't understand, I have to concentrate. If I don't this child will die!" she cried tears pouring down her cheeks.
"You are too weak, you have to eat and sleep." Izayoi begged.
"I cannot. I have to keep my mother's blood away from the child, I have to keep what my body is trying to purge away from it." Rin cried another wave of acid pulsed through her veins, shortly after more of the rotted blood poured from her lips.
"I do not understand!" Izayoi screamed she had never seen such a thing.
"My demon blood, is not agreeable. I am a priestess and my body is trained by instinct to destroy all the demon blood I possess. I should have died before I turned two of this which I am dying of now. My mother sealed most of my demon blood into a jewel. A jewel that Kouga broke the night he killed me. A jewel he broke so that I would be sure to bear him a full demon son." she cried she felt her abdomen contract violently.
"The nurse said that you were two months along. Does the child kick?" Izayoi asked worried. Rin felt a warm rush of something between her legs. Noting the way that Rin had said Kouga killed her. She in a way probably had died that night. Humiliated in front of the man she loved, forced to bear a child to the monster who had done it.
"I have failed him…I…cannot…I failed." she cried pulling the blankets to her legs. Izayoi took the covers from the weak woman who lay in the bed near motionless now. She saw the crimson blood that pooled in the bed. The baby was lost.
"It's my fault, if I were stronger I could have protected him…I could have kept all the poison to myself." Rin cried as Izayoi cleaned her. Sesshoumaru walked into the room the stench of the blood was overwhelming. He scooped up his fragile mate and took her to the bath and once he had dressed her he took her to a meadow with a blanket and basket with strawberries. They had always been her favorite. Just as all her time was spent in his library eating them in his company.
"I'm sorry, Sesshoumaru." she whispered.
"For what you have given me more than I could ask for." he said, he wanted her to save her strength.
"I should have told you, earlier. I am dying and there is nothing anyone can do." Rin said.
"I know…and it kills me." he whispered watching her.
"I'm afraid, to die." she sobbed into his chest.
"Do not be, we will meet again, I promise. You will be as beautiful then as you are to me now. I will protect you better. I will watch over you so much better. It will together with this Sesshoumaru forever. I promise you." he vowed he felt as life left her.
"I love you, Lord Sesshoumaru." she whispered with her last amount of strength. He sat there crying over her for an hour before carrying her limp body home. He ate dinner and went to his room where he did not emerge again for many months.
Sesshoumaru felt his eyes open, he could smell Izayoi outside the door. He stood from the floor and walked out of his room. Izayoi had fallen asleep with his little brother asleep next to her. A twitch in each ear as Sesshoumaru passed them. He walked to the room where, the southern and eastern prince was crying. With one arm he lifted the one year old and turned to the nursemaid, a wolf demon.
"This is the prince of the East and South, he is called Kouga. I want you to take him deep into the Southern forest and raise him there. His castle is destroyed, his land in ruins. Let him build up his land after he has grown in the wild." Sesshoumaru ordered handing the child that had pieces of Rin in his features to the old wolf demon.
"You are letting him keep his birthright?" she asked in shock.
"I can not bear the sight of him. If he is here for one more hour I will kill him." Sesshoumaru warned.
"I understand." and with that Sesshoumaru became the icy king of the west, he left his castle and wandered for many years. So many that when he returned he found that his brother was sealed to a tree and his father's widow dead. Lord Sesshoumaru perfectly named for his killing perfection one that had become more and more practiced. He killed in hope that it would invoke some kind of feeling with in his now truly emotionless heart. The heart that waited to see the one he loved again, to be with his Rin forever.
Fin.