Rin was putting her shoes on as Sesshomaru was arriving. She was clad in a tight fitting yellow dress and she wore very little makeup. It wasn't like she needed it anyway. She had a natural beauty that he hated to see concealed by cosmetics. It also agitated him that her dress was so tight but he kept that to himself. No need to poke the bear. After giving Yuki a kiss goodbye, she gave him a list of instructions and emergency numbers. Then she bolted out the door. Feeling a small tug at his leg, he glanced down to see Yuki.

"I'm hungry."

"Let's eat then."

He followed a mouthwatering scent to the kitchen, where he discovered two baked chicken breasts. Placing the smaller one on a sectioned plate, he filled both with mashed potatoes and green beans that had been set alongside the chicken. Then he carried their plates to the table. As he started to eat, Sesshomaru noticed Yuki was simply staring at his food.

"What's wrong?" he grunted.

"It's too big."

"So cut it."

"I can't. That's Momma's job."

Sighing at his own ignorance, he cut the meat into bite-sized pieces with his claws. His son grinned and clapped.

"That was cool!"

His heart swelled at this. The child ate two piece before stopping and looking up at him.

"I'm thirsty."

He set his utensils down and walked to the kitchen to fill a cup with apple juice, only to return and find that it was the wrong cup.

"Fifteen minutes in and already a servant." He thought with slightly frustrated amusement.

Once he was sure everything was perfect, he sat back down to finish his food. Yuki finished first, so he allowed him to watch a bit of television while her ate and cleaned up. A quick glance at the list told him they had an hour of TV time before it was bath time. He took a seat on the couch to watch whatever mind-numbing kids show had been put on. Oddly enough, it was a documentary on Vikings.

"I remember them. Crude, but respectable."

He could've sworn his son turned around 360. Amber eyes widened to the size of saucers as Sesshomaru's son scuttled toward him.

"You knew the Vikings?"

"I fought with them."

"Wow! Who else did you know?"

"I've known all the great warriors," he said plainly, secretly enjoying the boy's interest in his history.

"Even the samurais?"

"Especially the samurais."

Sesshomaru spent the next hour telling him the great battles he had fought and the warriors he met, g-rated version of course. His pride grew as the young boy hung on his every word. By the time he needed to take a bath, they had reached the Huns.

"But I don't wanna take a bath," Yuki whined.

"How about this: If you take a bath and get into bed like a good boy, I'll tell you about how I once helped slay a dragon?"

At a speed only possible due to demonic blood, his son was down the hall in seconds. He filled the tub partially with warm water and bubbles before setting the child inside. Then he wet his hair, careful not to get any in his ears, and shampooed his hair. With his hand wet, he could clearly see that his ears were white with black tips. Once his hair was rinsed, he cleaned them with a washcloth.

"Mr. Funny Doggy," Yuki said, using the nickname he had come up with, "Why are you here?"

"You're just asking this now?"

He only received a nod.

"Well, your mother had a meeting tonight."

"So? Kagome comes over when that happens."

"I wanted to though."

"Why?"

"Because I wanted to get to know you."

"Why?"

"Because I'm your dad."

"No, Daddy is in heaven with Grandma and Pop."

Sesshomaru's heart twisted a bit at this. How dare Rin tell his son that he was dead! But, could he blame her? Of course she could've come to him, but with his schedule that would be nearly impossible. And would he have even believed her? Probably not. Not with how many women tried to trap him. Even if he did believe her, he probably would have thrown money at her and said to get rid of it. When it came to the bottom line, she didn't do anything wrong. He was really a cold-hearted bastard. The splash of water on his face shook him from his thoughts once more. Yuki was giggling, holding a rubber duck with a mouth that squirted water. Smirking, he splashed back. They splashed back and forth until the water started to get cold, then he dried him off with a soft towel. The easiest part was putting him in pajamas and tucking him into bed.

"Now for that bedtime story."

He proceeded to spin him a tale of his time in the feudal era, remembering the time he helped destroy the dragon known as Ryukotsusei. Of course he embellished it so the child wouldn't be frightened, but he still packed it with plenty of action. Yuki slowly fell asleep as he spoke, smiling. By the time he was done, he was out like a light. He pulled the blanket over him carefully, brushing his lips over his son's forehead affectionately. The front door clicked and he moved to it with superhuman speed. Rin entered with a sheepish smile. She smelled of another male, which angered him. An annoyed growl involuntarily escaped his lips.

"I know, I'm late. Sorry, he kept insisting on going over different details of the campaign and I lost track of time."

"He wanted into your pants."

"Sesshomaru," she said in a shocked tone, "How could you even think such a thing?"

Without missing a beat, he pushed her up against a wall. His hand pinned beside her head and his knee went between her thighs. Her cheeks darkened to a delectable red. Sesshomaru grazed her neck with his nose while cupping her with his free hand. Her heat was almost pulsating.

"Because," he whispered in her ear, "I know the feeling."

He nipped her neck and a quiet moan escaped her lips. This wasn't good. She was losing control. Why did he still have this effect over her after so many years? Sesshomaru smelled her scent change from arousal to fear and backed off immediately. Rin watched his eyes go from dark red to amber once more and sighed softly in relief. Moving past him, she went into the kitchen to pour them both a much needed drink.

"Yuki went to bed fairly quick. I told him stories of my days as a general."

"Ah, you bored him with old war stories."

"On the contrary, he seemed quite interested in my history."

"I bet. He loves history."

"I'm glad we have that in common."

She smiled into her wine as she took a sip.

"So, what do you tell him about me?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you just say his daddy is in heaven or is there an actual story?"

"Oh," Rin swirled her glass thoughtfully, "I told him his daddy was a great hero who would have loved to meet him and is looking down on him from heaven."

"And he believes you?"

"So far. He asked to see a picture of you one time."

"What did you show him?"

She bit her lip gently and stood, gesturing for him to follow. He obeyed, suspicious. Rin led him to Yuki's room, carefully slipping her hand beneath the boy's pillow and pulling out a slightly worn piece of paper. It was a picture he had taken the last time he was there.

They had planned to go to the beach, but the typhoon warnings forbade them from doing so. Bored and with Rin too sore to "play", he allowed Rin to indulge in her curiosity as to what he'd look like as a human. She trimmed his hair to his shoulders and applied concealer to all of his demonic markings except the crescent on his forehead. Not that he would ever say so out loud, but he had to admit that she did a good job. He seriously looked human aside from his moon. Rin pulled out a camera and he snarled in protest. There was no way in hell he'd ever allow this to be on film. It was embarrassing enough that he let her do it in the first place!

"Please, just one?"

"Fuck no."

"It will be for my eyes only, promise. I just want a memento of our time together."

"Getting sentimental?"

"Not exactly. You're leaving tomorrow and I want something to remember you by."

He almost laughed at the irony. She had gotten a memento alright, but it definitely wasn't the picture. Rin took it back with a small shrug.

"It was the closest thing I had to a picture. He sleeps with it every night. By the way, how long did it take for your hair to grow back?"

"About a day. His hair will be like mine once he reaches six years."

Sesshomaru led her back out, walking toward the door.

"I have a meeting with some of my executives in the morning, so I should take my leave."

"How long will you be in Hokkaido?"

"As long as it takes for you to marry me," he deadpanned.

Rin gawked at his audacity and he patted her on the head like a child, walking out the door. Collecting her wits, the petite woman poked her head out and called after him.

"Your arrogance is unbecoming, you mangy mutt!"

Sesshomaru's head snapped to look at her with a growl and he stalked back toward the apartment. Terrified, she shut and locked the door. The knb jiggled twice before he gave up and sighed in relief, sinking down beside the door.

"My son's father is a psycho…"