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Heart of Pain, Heart of Ice	By : Strawberries Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Rin > Sessh?maru/Rin Views: 18862 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I do not own one iota of InuYasha or any of its characters.

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Chapter 12: Confrontation

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InuYasha led the way with the kit fox perched on his shoulder. The fuzz ball
pointed out directions as they discretely dashed between tall wooden fences,
mindfull to keep their presence from being detected. Fifteen minutes later
they came to an abrupt stop when the kitsune held up his hand.

While standing in the darkest of shadows under a towering tree, Sesshoumaru
peered down the street where the fox kit was now pointing. Several two story
houses lined to the left and right. Ancient oaks shaded these houses and their
lawns along with the pavement and sidewalks. The coming evening only enhanced
these dark patches of shadow, giving the impression of impending nightfall.

A dove in the branches above cooed, sending a lonesome echo beyond the leaves
to disturb the eerie quiet.

When the little fox kit pointed to a particular house near the end of the right
row, Sesshoumaru immediately fixated on it. The house was white, two story, and
a gray SUV was parked in the driveway. "InuYasha."

"Yeah?"

"We must assess the situation. We will scout around the house first, then enter.
The kit will remain with you while you secure what is mine and take her out of
there. I will take care of the hanyou."

"Woa, Sesshoumaru, shouldn't we make sure that Naraku is away from her first?
I mean, if he senses us, he might hurt her, or worse, make her his hostage."
InuYasha reasoned.

Sesshoumaru paused. His brother had a point. A little distraction could give
them an advantage. His sights fell on the fox kit.

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InuYasha watched the kit fox scurry down the sidewalk as he and Sesshoumaru
darted behind shrubbery and fences on the opposite side of the street.

In less than a blink, him and Sesshoumaru ducked behind a tall mass of hedges
directly across the street from the white, two-story house.

Through the dark green thickness of leaves, he observed the small kit as it
bounded to the side of the house.

Soon, a crashing of metal cut through the silence. It sounded like garbage
cans falling over.

InuYasha glanced at Sesshoumaru. Dots of scarlet speckled his brother's icy
golden depths. For the first time in his life, he saw an emotion within that
glare, something beyond anger, beyond hate, almost beyond control. Suddenly,
InuYasha felt his blood go cold in his veins. With an inward shudder, the
turned his attention back to the house, thankful he was not on the receiving
end of that glare.

A moment later, the front door opened. Both him and Sesshoumaru went rigid with
anticipation as the tall dark form of the hanyou stormed out the front entrance
and headed to the side of the house where the kit had disappeared to.

Sesshoumaru's whisper startled him. "Go brother. Go find her and get her out.
If by some chance the hanyou gets past me, protect her with your life."

InuYasha nodded to his brother. "I promise, Sess." With that vow, InuYasha
dashed silently around the hedge and to the house.

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For a split second, Sesshoumaru admired his half-brother's speed and stealth.
If he had not been demon, he would not have seen InuYasha's form as it darted
across the street. When InuYasha's blur vanished into the dark shadow of the
front entrance, his vision slid to the side of the house. The bastard's
shouts and curses could be heard all over the neighborhood. The fool. He
was making this too easy. Growling low, Sesshoumaru flashed toward
retribution.

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Upon entering the dimly lighted home, InuYasha paused. Tilting his head up a
touch, he sniffed the air. Immediately, he found the girl's scent and looked
to the right. In an instant, he began following the trail, staying low with
silent, cautious steps. The scent became stronger as he prowled through an
average size den and toward a dark doorway. At the bottom of this doorway,
he stopped and peered up into a shadowed darkness: a dark stairway. And at
the top of this dark stairway, he could see a faint light shining out from
another door on the left.

InuYasha inhaled deeply. A stench caught in his sinuses. He swallowed as as
the bottom nearly dropped out of his stomach. A slash of copper cut the air,
staining the girl's scent with pain.

Unknowingly, he growled under his breath then quickly ran up the stairs yet
stopped at the faintly lit doorway.

Now, slowly, he entered the shadowed room.

His eyes fell on a large brown paper bag. Several items littered around it:
a roll of tape, some sort of metal rings, and a long stick of some sort.
Close to this was a length of chain attached to a metal ring. This small
iron ring was set in the floor about a foot from the wooden post of a bed.
His line of sight rose to see a twin bed covered with a crumpled
blanket and sheets.

The clink of metal tickled his sensitive hearing the same instant the coppery
tingle of fresh blood curled into his nostrils.

In that instant, he jerked his attention toward the delicate tinkle.

All breath left his body.

Frozen, he stared in shock as his jaw slowly dropped.

His whisper cracked. "No."

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Sesshoumaru cunningly slid around the house until he had the hanyou in his
sights. The tall dark male was standing under a tree and shaking his fist
up at the branches, yelling obsenities. As he glared at the perturbed
hanyou, a part of him really wanted to end it now: Kill the half-demon
and be done with it. But another part of him wanted to see this creature
suffer...suffer like his mate had suffered.

Taking his time, Sesshoumaru blatantly but silently walked toward the hanyou
then halted a few paces behind the clueless idiot. "Naraku."

The second the name fell from his lips, the hanyou paused. Yet strangely
enough, he did not run, only turned with wary slowness until he was facing him.
Then, a wicked grin eased into features darkening with amusement. Eyes,
blazing crimson, flamed hatred. The deep smooth tone of his voice veiled
every emotion except arrogance. "You are not welcome here, demon."

Standing tall and confident, Sesshoumaru admonished with an assertive reply.
"She is mine. I have claimed her. You can not stop me from taking what
rightfully belongs to me."

What he expected was blinding rage, what he got was mocking laughter as the
hanyou lifted his nose with smug confidence. "You marked my daughter who
did not know the signifigance of such an act. You acted improperly. She does
not belong to you, demon. She is mine, my daughter, my family."

Not giving the bastard even a hint of his fury, Sesshoumaru stated flatly.
"You are not her father. I marked her and by law that makes her my mate.
According to the law, you have purposely broken the sanctity of our union."

Those burning pools of blood narrowed. "Your allegations are unproven. Leave
now or I will be forced to call the authorities, tresspasser."

Sesshoumaru sniffed indifferently. "The authorities have already been informed
of your improper behavior concerning my mate. They are searching for you
as we speak." He held up his right hand, extending the claws dripping with
poison. "But what they find may be another matter."

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Not six feet before him...naked...hanging limply by her wrists....
was Sesshoumaru's mate. He could tell by her scent she was not conscious
and even in the dim light he could see small cut marks on her skin, some
of them dripping blood. Her head was bowed, chin resting on her chest.
From the angle, he could see something covering her eyes and mouth.

InuYasha's growled, cursing under his breath. "Sick Bastard."

He hurried to her. While gently bracing his left arm around her small waist,
he reached up and easily broke the chain above. The girl's slight bare form
came down, falling against his shoulder and chest. Holding her close, and
with gentle movements, he lowered her body to the carpet. The first thing
he did was break the metal cuffs around her bound wrists. Somewhat angrily,
InuYasha pitched the cold metal bands across the room. Grabbing the pinkish
blanket from the bed, he covered her exposed nudity, taking one last glance
at the cuts on her midrift before the soft fabric hid it from view.

Immediately, he bent down and placed one ear to her chest, listening,
thankfully hearing a strong heartbeat. Raising up, he looked to the other
bindings.

Swallowing hard, he studied the wrappings on her face. A black cloth
overlaped with silver duct tape served as a blindfold. Another piece of the
same silver tape functioned as a muzzle, obviously used to damper her screams.
He then noticed the thick leather dog collar around her neck. Dark bruises
lined her skin just under the edges where it had been tightened enough to
choke.

Every fiber in his being wanted to join Sesshoumaru at this particular moment
and assist his brother in dispensing some well deserved payback. Thoughts of
bloody castration were not too far from the fury festering in his mind.

Breathing hard, InuYasha fought to control the demon in him which demanded
vengence. He had made a promise and he was going to keep that promise.

Finally taking reign of his senses, he concentrated on the task at hand:
helping his brother's mate. First, he carefully sliced the leather from her
throat, wincing at the now exposed blackening flesh. After throwing the collar
to the corner of the room, he focused on the girl's face. The blindfold on her
eyes needed to be removed. With careful, precise flicks of his claws, he cut
the tape from her hair, grimacing slightly as he slowly peeled the sticky
strip away from the skin. Finally, he managed to get the silver tape off,
having to cut some silky brown strands along with it. Bundling the strip of
tape and black cloth into a ball, he pitched it to the side. Next, he slowly,
ever so gingerly, removed the adhevsive strip from her mouth.

After tossing the last bit of tape, he paused to study her face for injury.
During this observation, InuYasha consciously took note of the delicate
features, somewhat taken aback by how young she appeared. The girl looked no
older than thirteen at the most but he knew by her birth certificate that she
was almost sixteen years old. While he gazed at the elf-like beauty, long
brown lashes fluttered.

His breath caught as her eyes slowly opened and her heartbeat quickened a
touch. The dim light could not hide the depth of brown as she blinked, each
slow blink clearing the haze, bringing brighter, shimmering focus. When her
sight fully returned, that focus...found him. Somewhere in the far reaches
of his mind, he had feared her reaction to his presence. Now he realized the
fear and why he had had it. Those deep brown eyes widened in absolute panic.

The girl was scared of him.

Not knowing what to do, he gave a warm, gentle smile and soothed calming,
quiet whispers. "Hey...it's okay. I've come to help."

The terror in her eyes lessened a hint but did not fully diminish.

To this, InuYasha tilted his head in consideration of the problem, his ear
twitching on impulse to the dilemma. In that instant, her terrified gaze
darted upward, locking on his ear. A new emotion emerged, quelling the
fear: curiosity. For a moment, she stared, mezmerized. Then those pink
lips parted and he heard her voice for the first time: a sweet almost
childish murmur cracking with an unsteady rasp. "Pu...Puppy?"

InuYasha inwardly grinned. The ears. All of them loved the ears. With
cautious gentleness, he lightly grasped her hand. Bending forward some,
he brought her fingers to his right ear. Small fingertips smoothed over
the fur as he rubbed them against it. Smiling, he whispered, "Yes...Puppy."

After a moment he lowered her hand. Within his next whisper, he implored.
"Will you allow me to help you?"

She blinked once, away from the ears, finding his eyes. Emotion wearily
battled for no more than a second before she gave in with a simple raspy
reply. "Yes."

Nodding, InuYasha, already kneeling beside her, leaned forward further
and gathered her small body, along with the blanket, up in his arms. As
he straightened and stood, she groaned and closed her eyes, murmuring
back into unconsciousness. "Puppy....."

Upon turning, he heard movement heading up the stairway. He braced readily
for danger and gripped the girl tighter. When he dectected the familiar
scent, he let out a breath of relief. The fox kit poked his nose into the
room. "InuYasha?"

"I'm here, squirt."

The kitsune glanced up at him and frowned. "I smell Rin." Green eyes moved
to the bundle in his arms. "Is she...hurt?"

He could only nod in reply to that question. "We must leave."

With that, they both hurried from the room.

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Sesshoumaru stood tall and silent in the quiet backyard while contemplating
what punishment to render on this hanyou that had brought so much pain to
his mate...and him. Miles in the distance, he heard sirens. Someone must
have called the police.

Naraku had moved several paces backwards and was now glaring in a defensive
stance. "You dare exact your own so called justice on my supposed actions
which have yet to be proven? I am a master in law, demon. I know my rights.
You touch me and you will be hunted for breaking the law."

The inu youkai smirked. "I have no intention of breaking the law. I have
every intention of aiding the authorities in your apprehension."

Blood red depths narrowed to slits as the hanyou gratted angrily. "Your
efforts will be in vain."

Suddenly, black acidic mist billowed over the ground, rising, covering,
engulfing.

Calmly, Sesshoumaru flashed forward. His claws, dripping poison, slashed
down hard in a deadly swipe. That swipe found Naraku's chest, tearing
through the hanyou's shirt and splitting gashes into half-demon flesh,
injecting the corroding, almost deadly toxin through the bloodstream.

The hanyou howled and jerked backwards. "You son of a bitch!"

While holding his wounded chest, Naraku gasped out a growl. "Are you going
to kill me? Rin's only family? Her only Father?"

The very sound of her name on his putrid lips sent his senses into a killing
rage. Now, he growled: A loud, snarling thunder directed at the vile filth
hunched over in his shadow. "No right....no right have you to her...SHE IS
NOT YOUR DAUGHTER!"

Again, he flashed forward only to rip through air. Naraku, even though
wounded, dodged the attack. Snarling in rage, Sesshoumaru dashed after the
hanyou who was floating upward on a cloud of black miasma. Taking to the
air, he followed the dark mist.

With lightnening speed, Sesshoumaru cracked his green energy whip. The
glowing length of demon power flashed through the air, aimed at his opponent.
The tip tore through his target, nearly severing the hanyou's left leg. More
curses fell from the half-demon's lips. The black cloud of poison wavered
and began to drop from the sky. Again, Sesshoumaru brandished his deadly
weapon. This time, the emerald glow sliced into the hanyou's right shoulder,
leaving a six inch gash spouting blood. This effectively wounded Naraku
enough. The black miasma disappeared and the half-demon descended.
Sesshoumaru followed. Naraku knees hit the ground with a light thud.
Landing a few feet away from the gasping hanyou, Sesshoumaru slowly
stepped toward him.

Raising his right hand up, Sesshoumaru flicked his claws. He stopped only
a pace away, looming over the hunched half-demon who was panting hard and
holding his wounded shoulder with his left hand. Blood gushed from the deep
gash, soaking his grey shirt black as saliva dripped from the bastard's
mouth.

Even though his blood raged for revenge and death, Sesshoumaru eyed
the pathetic piece of filth at his feet calmly. "Now you will learn what
true pain is."

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Another chapter finished. I have decided to end this story around chapter 15.
This was meant to be a dark story and I want to keep in line with that. If
I do a continuation, It will center on the aftermath of all of this. Maybe
a more lighter fic. Maybe. Till next update, Scarecrow.

Review responses

Kae Noel

Sesshoumaru's Lady

Nia

DaughterofDarkness

Tori

dragonflyelj: You are right, that was a very hard chapter for me to express.
I even got thrown off by the graphics. Still debating on scratching the graphic
scenes. Yea, any other life would be better than the one she has. It is going
to change, but Rin will have to cope with her conditioning and all the things
she went through. Whether she can heal on the inside or not is yet to be seen.

bsasami

Anon: saving is possible. yet, it is Rin's father, blood or not. He may live
on just to suffer for what he did to Rin. Don't know yet.

me: This story will not end in a lemon. If I decide to do a continuation.
One or more will be in that one.

Beruda: Hmmm... some dismemberment may be possible.

friendly reader: glad I didn't scare you. ^_^

Laydhawk

yamsin

Fantasy Cat

pallas

nena: hopefully it won't be more than two or three years for Rin to heal.
In the meantime, Sesshoumaru will have to control his urges. ^_-

anhimals: Glad I brought out that much emotion toward a character. It means
my writing has impact.
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