Title Training
Author landofthekwt
Rating PG-13
Prompt I-22 (ib4y2)
Word Count 690
Warning imaginary violence
Summary Sesshoumaru is trained in use of the Meidou by Yorei Tosai
The blood of ice steeled Sesshoumaru against the panic which would have set if he was not Sesshoumaru. He should have known better than to trust Totosai. The old fool was still upset over the fact that he had mastered Tenseiga immediately.
Why he had accepted the offer of training from the great youkai spirit? What did this idiot know about his weapon that he did not already know or had not learned about the weapon from his mother and Totosai?
At least this time he had taken the precaution of leaving Rin behind. He couldn't take the chance of losing her again. His mother had made it clear enough that Rin could not be brought back to life again even by her.
The mist parted for an instant. To his horror, it revealed Rin beset by demons on all sides. In another instant she would be torn apart. Leaping forward he drew Tenseiga, but found that it was chained.
The harder he pulled, the more the chains grew until they wound around his body. Enough he cried. Chains could not keep him from Rin. If Tenseiga could not respond, the beings threatening Rin would be killed by his own hand.
When he reached them, he found that Rin and the demons had vanished into nothingness. He felt the fool. The old man had tricked him with an illusion he should have seen through in an instant. Was that the test? To see if could tell a real threat to Rin from an imaginary one.
He must steal himself. Rin's death had been harder on him than he imagined. How could he be accepted to stand idly by if Rin was in danger? The old fool had found his weakness and was exploiting it
He had to be on guard against the next appearance. Remembering Rin's scent was important. Unless Rin was actually here, any illusion would not contain her unique fragrance. He would not be fooled again
The mist parted again. This time Naraku held Rin in his claws. The scent was not Rin's Sesshoumaru stood passsively while the Avatar of Hell rent her into pieces, her dying shrieks falling on deaf ears.
The mists closed again. This time Rin was in multiple scenarios. Some including her own scent. Some not. All equally gruesome. Into this melee galumphed Ah-Un with Rin on its back. Wrapped around her waist was a roll of paper.
As much as he wanted to kill the spirit for putting him through this torture, he dare not risk hitting Rin. Instead, he took out his anger on the rest of the illusions Tenseiga allowed itself to be drawn and he swept the field of all its imaginary beings.
The master would pay for making him so angry that he could even raise his hand against an illusion of Rin Ah-Un stopped in front of him. Rin jumped down and sprinted to Lord Sesshoumaru. He lifted her on his shoulder. Rin put a flower in his hair.
"Rin Where is Jaken?"
" Jaken was boring and fell asleep .The paper man told me that you wanted to see me. He is so much fun to play with. Can I keep him?"
Sesshoumaru considered the idea of shredding Yorei Taisei, but knew that she would never permit it. Instead, he would force the hermit to be Rin's plaything until she tired of him. He nodded and she whooped with joy.
"Come Rin "
He turned and left the home of the great holy demon spirit who protested to no avail. The youkai should be glad that he escaped with his life. No one should threaten Rin's life even it was an imaginary exercise to train his sword.
Besides, the Meidou was now three quarters of a full circle. For that he would allow the master to escape with his life. In the truth the master has never put Rin's life in danger, but he deserved to suffer for making Sesshoumaru have to see even an imaginary Rin killed and tortured. No one needed to know that it was almost too much to bear. .