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Intrusion on the Innocent	By : Zeryna Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Rin > Sessh?maru/Rin Views: 4334 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Three

After Rin
had screamed, she let her body fall slack against the forest floor. The sound
of her own scream had frightened her, and mental overload of hearing everything
in the forest was too much for her to handle at once. She put her forehead against the cool ground
and quietly cried, the only indication that she was doing so being the scent of
her tears which she was also acutely aware of. �What has happened to me? I feel so different. Please�Sesshoumaru-sama�help me.� Slowly, she felt the steel force that had
been holding her down release her hands.
Rin immediately brought her arms down and covered her ears; it helped
dampen the sounds, but she could now hear the blood rushing through her hands,
which unnerved her.
The wind changed direction and
carried with it a new scent to Rin�s delicate
nose. It was familiar to her, but much
stronger than she had recalled. She
backtracked for a moment, �No, this scent
has been here all along, why am I just now noticing it?�
She inhaled deeply, allowing it to caress senses. There was something about
it that dissolved away her anxiety, something distinctly masculine.
�Rin.�
The girl gasped as she spun around
to face her Lord. He had only said her
name, but the rich sound of his voice served to further calm her nerves. Her
heightened hearing became a delight when she could hear the distinct baritones
that her Lord spoke in. The sounds of the forest all but vanished as her entire
body tuned itself for his next command. Rin
brought her hands down from her ears, opening her eyes as she did so. �Did I
just hear Sesshoumaru-sama just breathe a sigh of
relief,� she wondered. Perhaps her
mind was playing tricks on her.
Rin�s
eyesight, on the other hand, was unfocused.
Her lips slightly parted in concentration and her body leaned forward,
allowing her kimono to fall open revealing her tightly wound chest wraps and
young bosom to Sesshoumaru as she squinted, trying to make out his figure less
than two feet in front of her. When she
realized the reason she was having difficulties was because of his close
proximity, she snapped upright and blushed prettily, berating herself for how
foolish she must have appeared.
Sesshoumaru continued to sit in
silence, allowing Rin to fully comprehend the situation. Having diverted her eyes to the ground
between them, she began to lift her gaze curiously to her Lord. A small noise
escaped her as she saw the wounds on his thighs. His pants had been stained and
she wondered at the intimate nature of such wounds, but pushed that observation
to the back of her mind as her gaze steadily traveled upward. He was sitting upright on his knees and his
hands resting at the top of his thighs above the wounds looking ready to pounce,
making him look strangely more erotic. She visibly cringed wondering where that
thought had come from.
Refusing to back down to�herself,
the next wound she saw caused her to cry out to her Lord, �Sesshoumaru-sama who did this to you?�
He did not move. The gashes across his chest had been deep. The crimson
droplets of blood clung tightly to his flesh as his body summoned them back to
him allowing his demonic healing to take control. It was something Rin had only
seen on a handful of occasions, never ceasing to fascinate her. Rin brought her
hands up to her face to catch silent gasp, wondering what creature had managed
to injure her Lord in such a manner. It
was then that mind processed two things very quickly, the first of which being
that her Lord was not wearing his chest and shoulder armor, and the second,
that her clawed hands were covered in
blood; blood that held the scent of her Lord.
Her eyes widened in disbelief as she continued to stare at her
claws. �What am I? What have I done?�
Tears started to pool in her eyes
as her comprehension took its toll.
Sesshoumaru wrinkled his nose smelling her tears once more,
�Don�t do that.�
�Don�t do what, Sesshoumaru-sama?�
�Don�t cry.�
�But�I attacked you my Lord. This
cannot be forgiven,� Rin exclaimed, lowering her eyes once more to the ground
between them. If nothing else, she would
never forgive herself.
�I do not believe you were in
control of your actions. The changeling youkai�s
attack has taken its toll.�
Rin looked up at him waiting for
him to continue, but when he did not she examined her hands once more,
inspecting her new claws. �What has
happened to me, Sesshoumaru-sama? I feel so
different. I can smell, hear and see things better�and I feel stronger
somehow.�
�I do not have all the answers you
seek, but I can tell you that the youkai has somehow changed you in a most
unexpected way.� Sesshoumaru allowed his eyes to roam over her new body while
she was preoccupied with her hands. He
first took in the changes to her face. It was now more angular and delicate,
the baby fat that had once been there, now gone giving way to more mature
features. Her ears were lightly pointed
at the tips, giving her an overall nymph-like appearance. Her hair was the same length and color,
though different in its texture making it silkier and causing it to glow under
the moonlight enhancing her natural highlights. Rin had no facial markings, but her little
fangs were slightly visible, completing her look, he mentally noted.
He did not find her changes
unpleasant, but they were still troubling him since he was unable to give her a
definite answer. The only marked change
in her scent being that she was no longer human, but now a youkai. Sesshoumaru sampled the air around her again
attempting to determine the species of youkai to which his young ward now
belonged, but found himself without an answer once
again. �Odd,� he thought, �Rin does
not take after a specific species. It�s like she is a blank slate.�
Eyes continuing its southward path,
he gave an inward grimace when he saw the slight bruising around her neck. He had never wanted to hurt Rin, but when his
instincts drove him to assert his dominance over the disrespectful female, he made no apologies for what he had to do. The bruises were already fading though, and
with a slight nod asserting that his actions had been correct, took the
opportunity to glance at the bare skin of her shoulders and upper chest. Her kimono had long since abandoned its post
there, allowing his eyes free reign of her real estate.
Sesshoumaru�s
hands twitched on his upper thighs as he made mental note of another change in Rin�s body. Though
he could only see the tops of her breasts, he immediately noted how much
tighter her chest wrapping appeared to be and how they seemed to be pushing
their way upwards towards freedom. Yes,
he had no doubt that Rin had increased in size there. Not wanted to be caught staring, he gave a
brief sweep of the rest of her body, not seeing anything else that called for
his immediate�attention.
Noticing that Rin was still mulling
over her �attack,� he effortlessly glided towards her and wrapped his hands
around her smaller ones. Sesshoumaru did
not understand his need to comfort the young woman further, but did not stop
himself from doing so. �Rin, this is the
last time I will speak on this matter. You are not at fault for the assault on
this Sesshoumaru. Do not assume that you could harm me.�
Rin looked up at her Lord, a sudden
heat washing through her at his nearness.
They had not been this close since she was very young and he had sought
to amend some lessons that were incorrectly executed by one of her tutors. She nodded her head at Sesshoumaru�s
words, but kept her eyes down on their hands. She did not want him to see her
blush and break the contact. She was
also enjoying his heavy masculine scent that was caressing her more and more
with each passing moment, sending her into a heady daze.
Sesshoumaru did notice her blush,
as well as her suddenly spicy scent. He
leaned down closer to where their hands were joined, not missing how she slightly
turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.
Without warning, he brought her claws up to his mouth and began to suck
and lick his blood that had been gathered in her attack. Rin made a slight mewing noise to which he
responded with a deep rumbling growl that sent shockwaves through her
body. Her arousal spiked again at his
actions and she snapped her face upwards to look directly at him, unsure of his
intentions, though something inside her was urging her to growl back at
him. So she did.
Sesshoumaru�s
eyes widened marginally when Rin growled back at him, eyes meeting his in a
silent challenge, though it was more of a purr to his ears. He was only beginning to wrap his mind around
why his ward was responding with inu youkai instincts
when a loud squawking brought him out of the beginning of a lust filled
haze. Jaken had apparently found a
healer and was closing in on their location quickly. He would be upon them
within the next 5 minutes, he suspected.
Rin was unfazed by Jaken�s approach, she had heard him as well, but her entire
focus was on her Lord. Not liking that
he had become distracted from their intimate moment, she leaned toward where
their hands were joined and lightly nipped the side of his wrist, making him
snap his eyes back to her. Maintaining
eye contact, she kissed where she had nipped him, and then dragged her tongue
in a painfully slow manner from his wrist, all the way to his little
pinky. Reaching the tip of his finger,
she lifted her face the small distance to brush her lips against his, but as
she leaned forward to deepen the kiss, she found that her Lord was no longer
where he had been moments ago. Instead,
Sesshoumaru had opted for observing Rin from across the camp.
�Jaken approaches,� Sesshoumaru
informed her, snapping up his icy mask of indifference and giving her a pointed look.
�I know,� Rin purred, leaning
forward as to make it appear she was going to crawl to where Sesshoumaru
was. Somewhere in the back of her mind
she wondered why she was being so forward with her Lord. She knew it was inappropriate,
but there was something even louder that was screaming at her to pursue
him.
Sesshoumaru gave Rin one last
appreciative look at the view she was allowing him before he turned his back
and gave her a curt order, �Make yourself decent.�
Rin sighed and fixed her kimono,
never taking her eyes off the back of her Lord as Jaken approached them from
the sky. She would have to wait till
later to fully explore the wonderful being that was Sesshoumaru. She had no doubt he would allow her, and in
the meantime settled for naughty mental pictures. Rin briefly wondered once more what had
gotten into her that made her feel so�sensual, but brushed it off and stretched
languidly as Jaken came hobbling into the camp with an old woman in tow.

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End Chapter Three
I would like to thank those that
have reviewed, namely Mmoirai
(hurry up and finish One Life!), Passing_Breeze,
Sorceress, and InuyashasLover. You all are the wind beneath my wings. I have
actually read all the works of Mmoirai, PassingB and Sorceress and am flattered that you all are
enjoying my story so far.
But anywho
up next: Sesshoumaru gets his answers,
but for some reason, Rin doesn�t seem all that interested anymore. Why is she looking at him like that? Deciding he needs to take control of the
situation and set new boundaries for his young ward, Sesshoumaru sets off to
his castle, ever mindful of the lingering presence of the changeling
youkai.
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