Disclaimers on everything that I don't own.
Death,
By Winterwing3000
The whole forest was silent. A foul, metallic stench filled her nostrils. The dry and caked leaves crunched as her feet stepped on them. Her pale cold hands clenched tightly onto her naginata. Limbs and bodies littered the crimson ground.
Frantically, her brown eyes searched the dead battlefield for a certain individual wearing a white haori with a metal breastplate. Finally, she came upon a white shadow that contrasted against the dark shadows. Running as fast she could, she nimbly went over to the demon that was leaning against a bare tree, one damaged sword at his side and a unscathed blade tucked in his yellow belt.
Blood smeared all over his clothing, hair, and skin. His armor was cracking and numerous wounds graced his supple body. Choking on up coming tears, she immediately knelt by his side and gripped the demon fang in his hands, ignoring the burning and pain since her skin was only a human's, and tossed it aside.
"Kami-sama… Sesshomaru?" she whispered, pushing his silver bangs back.
Cracking open one amber eye, Sesshomaru coughed up some blood before answering her. "Rin, what are you doing… here?"
"I've come to take you home." Rin said, smiling weakly.
"Hn… is our pup well?" he asked, leaning his upper body against her, rolling his head on her shoulder.
"Yes he is well, he has missed his father dearly." Rin smoothed out the blood wrangled hair as Sesshomaru inhaled her scent.
"He will be strong. Hanyou or not… and become a great lord. You will help him, Rin."
"And what of you, Sesshomaru? You will watch him grow, he would need your guidance."
"This Sesshomaru knows that there is not much time left…"
"Iie! Don't talk of such things!" Rin shook her head in denial.
"Raise him well, Jaken will be assisting you. Let out pup be strong and rule the Western Lands with an iron fist. And remember Rin, this Sesshomaru chose you for a reason and never doubt me." Sesshomaru told her sternly, closing his eyes tiredly.
"Never… Sesshomaru …" Rin mumbled, tears flowing from her eyes. Bending down, she placed a feathery kiss on her lover's pale lips, knowing that there would be no response.
Death, an inevitable ending that comes to all at different times, had taken many lives in this long war. But now… it claimed one soul who was said to be the greatest and undefeatable son of the Great InuTaisho, leaving a broken soul in his wake. Blood pooled around the mismatched Lord and Lady, and the full moon cried red tears.
Note: Rin's about 20, Sesshomaru's 700+
Naginata – a long curved blade
Haori – a man's upper garment (somewhat like a kimono)
This is for the LJ Community "30kisses" without the underscore. The theme is #19 (red)