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Into The Darkness	By : MiztikalDragon Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Rin > Sessh?maru/Rin Views: 6703 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Seventeen

          No matter how many times he washed his hands he could not get the blood from underneath his claws. The pink stain stared at him, reminding him how out of control he allowed himself to get. Anger was slowly simmering in his stomach as he glared at the screen in front of him, his amber eyes seeing the words in front of him but unable to comprehend their meaning. He was falling apart.

          Every last inch of his house was saturated with her scent even though she had been out of his life for months and if he was not careful enough he swore he could see her standing in the doorways watching him with those sad inquisitive eyes. A pang of regret shot through him and he bit back the urge to break the desk he was sitting at, the keyboard already groaning underneath his clawed hands. He wasn’t thinking straight.

          Unable to push her from his mind, Sesshomaru did the only thing he knew, he threw himself into his work, into researching and hunting information that would prove to be useful against Naraku. There had already been numerous inquiries within the government, most of which were by Sesshomaru’s doing and they would be setting up their investigations on the half-demon. It would not be good if they raided Naraku’s home, hundreds of people would die in the back draft, but their deaths meant the end of Naraku’s lust for power.

          Sacrifices, he told himself glancing at the decanter of brandy sitting against the wall, the world was made up of people’s sacrifices. It was unavoidable. He tried telling himself it was all for the greater good, yet he learned that not many people shared his ideas. The fox demon, Shippo was an excellent hacker of sorts--no information was able to be lost to him and when Sesshomaru gave him this little side project the fox had been eager to begin.

          It did not last. Once Shippo new the endgame, the price of his project he would go no further. They all were fools, thinking that justice could swoop in and save the day without casualties, without bloodshed and Sesshomaru had no choice but to dismiss the fox after his refusal to retrieve the needed information to destroy every last one of Naraku’s minions; good or otherwise.

          They did not understand that Sesshomaru had a weakness. His heart ached at the memory of Rin’s touch, the way her head tilted to the side as she listened to him speak about nothing important. Or the way her eyes lit up when he allowed her to hold his clawed hand, the innocent touch stealing something from him he had not known to possess. There were setbacks of course, signs that he should have read more into, although, at the time he did not want to see the fog attempting to curl around Rin and drag her from him.

          All he had wanted was to do in the beginning was find out who she really was so he searched, greedily taking her away from all civilization so he could observe her and find the reasoning behind the feelings swirling in him. It was a dangerous game, he knew that, and as the days dragged into months he found himself entranced by the human girl. The things she invoked in him were more dangerous than anything he had come up against, an opponent he was unable to conquer and yet when he looked at her, it felt as though she was untouched by his presence.

          It wasn’t as if this was an easy decision to make, baring in to save a human who had been under the servitude of Naraku. How could Sesshomaru say that the feelings Rin showed weren’t but manipulation to get underneath his skin? How could he trust not only her, but himself? He was not an easy creature to fool, he was calculating and level headed and she had left him confused and angry. How was she able to get him so twisted around her and him not know?

          The keyboard snapped underneath his hands as Sesshomaru rose to his feet. Dwelling would only make things worse he concluded, what he really needed was a fresh breath of air, time to clear his thoughts before he made any more irrational decisions.

“Sesshomaru?” Kagome’s voice stopped him as he walked passed the kitchen, a thick sweet scent tickling his nose.

          He wanted to ignore her and continue on his way as he would let no human or demon alike command him, but the tone in her voice was one he had heard more lately. Guilt, sadness, regret. They were emotions he was fighting with in his mind, battling endlessly and he truly hated the feelings that would not bend to his will.

“I know this is hard on you,” Her eyes watched him carefully, her shoulders tense and a tired stretch to her lips. She was exhausted, they all were. “But I won’t tell you what you need to do. I know you’ll do what’s right for you…”

“Thank you,” Sesshomaru closed his eyes briefly, inhaling deeply. He was tired as well, tired of the expectations the people around seemed to have. They all thought him to be some white knight, dashing off to save the princess from a fire-breathing dragon.

          They wanted him to be strong in a way he had never been before, and hated him when he fell short. Nobody understood that this was more than just wrong or right, good or evil, he was battling his soul and a heart that had only just begun beating. It was InuYasha black and white thinking that angered him, as if life had taught him nothing and it filled Sesshomaru with bitterness.

          What if Rin was playing them from the beginning? Pulling their marionette strings like a puppet master and the illusion of her innocence was just another trap Naraku had weaved? Sesshomaru did not know if he could take a risk such as that. He did not know if his bloodline was worth her life.

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          Something was amiss, he felt it brushing against his fingertips while lacing up his extravagant tunic. There was power in the air, swirling and slithering around and he had yet to decide if it was in his favor. Everything was in its proper place. Invitations were sent and the flicker of miasma told him all had been open, it made him giddy almost, like a child during Christmas morning.

          He was celebrating his new found power, his transition from half to whole and it sent fire to his loins, aching for release. He held back his urges however, there would be a time and a place for that in the near future if things continued to go in the direction he paved. His home was built with the idea of a beacon of power, undiscovered ley lines waiting to be harnessed and used, and by the end of the night there would only be one survivor, Him.

          Naraku straightened his shoulders, long black hair cascading in waves down his back and he smiled. All that was left was for the guests to arrive and then the fun would begin.

“Kanna,” he said smoothly, his fingers running down his thighs and smoothing out the imaginary wrinkles. “Make sure Rin is ready, it’s almost time.”

Sesshomaru would finally be his.

E/N: Another short chapter, but at least it is something. I don’t think there will be more than four or so more chapters left for this story. I’ve already plotted out how it’s going to end, but getting it written down apparently is harder than I thought. Hope you’ve enjoyed it so far!
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