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Chapter 3: Hot Spring Confessional
“Um, Shippo-chan. I can’t reach all your wounds,” Rin said, blushing. “Maybe If you were to get into the spring with me,” she suggested, looking down at the water that concealed most of her body.
Shippo spun around where he sat, gaping at the woman in the spring. “Are ... are you sure,” he asked. His eyes grew wide when she nodded slowly and looked him in the eye while she stood up in the spring.
Nodding to himself, Shippo stood and shed his pants before entering the spring. He moved to stand in front of Rin, his hands moving to her arms as he stared at her. “So beautiful,” he whispered, pulling her to him, hugging her tightly as he buried his in in the crook of her neck, his lips lightly brushing over her skin. Shippo nearly smiled when her arms wrapped around his waist and her hands slid up his back, but he winced when her nimble fingers passed over an open wound.
Rin, feeling the wince, let go and pulled away immediately, looking at Shippo for any sign of pain. “I am srry.rry. We should get you cleaned up,” she said, taking his arm in her hands and directing him towards a rock to sit on.
Before sitting down, Shippo dunked himself under the surface of the water, wetting his hair, and rinsed some of the blood out of his hair. Coming back up, he wiped the water and hair from his face and sat down on the rock with his back to Rin so she could finish cleaning his shoulders.
Stepping up behind Shippo, Rin resumed her cleaning, grimacing at some of the wounds, though she was surprised that none of them were bleeding. “You never did tell me what happened to you,” she asked as she gently ran her cloth over his shoulders, wiping away the blood.
“I was training with my dad. He was upset after what happened last week. I should have been able to get home without stopping to rest; or so he says,” Shippo explained. He turned around when she finished cleaning his back, and watched Rin as she started on his chest. “Then, after we had finished training, your dad showed up,” Shippo told her.
Rin gasped and looked up at his face. “He didn’t do this to you, did he,” she asked, worry in her voice.
Shippo shook his head at her, smiling. “No. I got all these while I was training,” he told her. Seeing the worry increase on her face, he placed a finger on her lips, shaking his head. “Don’t worry. I heal fast.”
Rin frowned and removed his finger from her lips. “It must hurt you though,” she protested, moving her right hand to a wound on his chest. “Your father shouldn’t try to make you train in a way that is going to cause you injury. Just like my father shouldn’t try to keep me locked up away from people he doesn’t think are worthy,” she told him, her eyes locked onto his.
Shippo smiled at her. “And I’m probably on the top of his list,” he joked, his hands moving to her shoulders and pulling her closer. “And I know you’re at the top of my father’s list of my father’s list of people for me to awa away from. If only for the fact of who your father is.”
Rin sighed. “Speaking of my father, what happened after he showed up,” she questioned, stepping closer to Shippo, sliding her hand up his chest to rest on his shoulder.
“My father told me to get washed up and then go keep my mom in the village. But, uh, I got a bit distracted,” he explained, his hands rubbing up and down her arms, and then moved to rat hat her waist.
“Distracted by what,” Rin questioned, twining her arms around his neck.
Shippo just smiled and shook his head. He lowered his head towards hers slowly, watching her for any sign that she would want him to stop, but by the time his lips touched hers, he saw none, so he let his eyes drop close and just enjoyed the feel of her lips pressed against his; her body pressed against his. His hands stayed on her hips as his lips pressed sweetly against hers, his tongue slipping out to caress her lips. He nearly groaned when her lips opened for his tongue, and it slipped into her mouth, rubbing against her tongue for a second before continuing deeper in her mouth.
Rin moaned as his tongue caressed her mouth, giving her a taste of him. Her hands tangled in his brightly colored hair and she pulled her body closer to his as she earnestly returned his kiss. She shivered when she felt his hardened member press against her stomach, and pulled away, shocked.
Shippo opened his eyes and looked at Rin worried when she pulled away. “What’s the matter, Rin,” he asked, growing even more concerned when she looked away from him. He hooked a finger under her chin and made her look at him again. “Tell me what the problem is, please,” he asked, his concern evident on his face and voice.
Rin blushed deeply crimson. “Your … your … uh … manhood …” she stuttered, removing one hand from his neck to point down between them.
Shippo paled, realizing his lack of control. “I am sorry if I have offended you,” he apologized as he let go of her and began to move away from her.
“Wait,” she exclaimed, latching onto his arm before he could even move from the rock he sat on. “You didn’t offend me. I’ve just never been in this situation before, so I don’t know what to do,” she told him, her blush spreading.
Shippo smiled gently at her. “You don’t have to do anything. Just let me please you,” he told her, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. “But it doesn’t have to be today. But if you ever need me, I’ll be there for you,” he promised, preparing to leave once again.
Rin’s grip on his arm didn’t loosen as she shook her head. “I don’t want you to go,” she pleaded.
Shippo looked at Rin and saw the emotion in her eyes. “If I stay, I may do something you don’t want,” he told her honestly. Right now, it was taking all his will-power to walk away, but she wasn’t letting him. Didn’t she understand that making him stay was sorely testing his limits of self control?
“How can you be so certain I don’t want it,” Rin demanded. “I may not have experience, but I’m no idiot. I know what you’re talking about,” she told him, her voice rising slightly in anger at the thought of Shippo thinking her ignorant.
“I never said you didn’t know. I just don’t want to force myself on you, and I’m afraid I might if I don’t leave. I love you, and I would never hurt you like that,” Shippo exclaimed, not realizing his slip-up.
Stunned, Rin watched him for a moment, letting his words sink in, before she spoke up. “You love me,” she asked, her voice quivering some.
Shippo, realizing his slip of the mouth finally, nodded his head. “Yes. For a long time now,” he told her.
Flinging her arms around his neck, Rin hugged him tightly, nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck. “I love you, too,” she declared loudly into his flesh.
Shippo tensed for a moment, his body reacting to her closeness before his mind could absorb her words. Suddenly, he relaxed, his arms wrapping tightly around her waist, drawing her to him in an almost desperate need to feel her; all of her.
“Rin, I need you,” Shippo stated, his voice strained with emotion. His hard-on had not decreased at all, and had only increased with their declarations of love.
“I know,” she whispered gently against his skin. She drew one of her hands from behind him and lightly trailed her fingers down his body, until she came to his hard manhood. “I need you, too,” she confessed, wrapping her slender fingers around his rigid flesh.
Shippo’s head fell back, a groan escaping his las has her hand stroked him. He let her continue her ministrations for a few more minutes before he stopped her with his hand on her wrist.
Taking a few deep breaths, he opened eyes that he didn’t remember closing, and stared at Rin, who, at some-point during her delightful torture, had lifted her head from his shoulder to watch him. He pulled her hand from his member with a sigh.
Standing up, Shippo pulled Rin with him as he moved towards a rock protruding from the water. He leaned her up against the rock and practically caged her in with his body. His lips instantly went to her neck, nibbling on her sensitive flesh as a hand moved down her body, slightly massaging her flesh as it went. Shippo pulled his head up from her neck and watched Rin as his fingers slid between her thighs.
“Payback time,” he whispered as his fingers split her folds and began playing in her wetness. His thumb found her clit and began to gently rub circles around the small nub.
Rin’s mouth fell open in a silent gasp, her hands moving to grip his shoulders tightly. Soon, her hips were moving with the circular movement of his thumb, small gasps and moans slipping through her lips.
Shippo smiled as he watched the pleasure wash over her face. As she thrust her hips forward, he thrust one finger deep within her folds. He watched as she stopped instantly, her eyes and mouth opening wide as she just stood there. He could feel her inner muscles gripping his finger rhythmically and smirked, knowing he had brought her to her first climax.
Rin’s eyes had glazed over, but now they cleared and focused on Shippo’s face as she came down from the intense sensations. For a moment, she just stared at him, her breath coming in short pants.
“Whoa,” she exclaimed, her hands gripping his shoulders.
Shippo smiled at her. “Enjoy your ride,” he joked as he leaned in to place a kiss on her cheek.
“Yea,” she breathed out, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him on the lips.
He returned her kiss, his hands gripping her hips and pulling her closer and grinding their hips together. He pulled away, panting, and watched, fascinated, as her eyes opened at focused on him once again. His hands slid to her back and down to her butt, gripping the flesh there, and hoisted her up.
“Wrap your legs around my waist,” Shippo instructed.
Rin nodded and brought her legs up, wrapping them around Shippo’s hips, and gasped when her womanhood came into direct contact with his hard manhood. Experimenting some, she used her legs and arms to slide her body up and down against his slightly, gasping at the sensations she received not only from her womanhood, but also from her nipples that were pressed against Shippo’s chest.
Shippo lifted her up a bit more and moved a hand to his manhood and positioned his tip at her entrance. He held her there for a moment, rubbing his arousal in her juices, lubricating it in the hopes that it would ease his entry. He took that time to check her face for any uncertainties that may be lurking about her face.
“You’re sure,” he whispered, searching her eyes for any sign of hesitance on her part.
Rin smiled reassuringly at him and nodded. She released one arm from his neck and brought her hand to his cheek. “Yes. I trust you completely,” she replied, her voice steady.
She wrapped her arm back around his neck and leaned forward to kiss him. Her lips meshed with his, their mouths opening to allow their tongues to meet and play. Breaking the kiss for air, Rin watched Shippo for a moment.
“Now, make me your mate,” Rin whispered as she moved her hips against him.
Shippo groaned, not only at her hips moving over him, but also at her words. She wanted to be his mate and that turned him on more. His hand on her hip stopped her movement while his other hand slipped his tip beyond her lips. Removing his hand from his length and placed it on her hip.
“Just relax,” Shippo told her, gripping her hips tightly. He felt her relax in his arms and then lowered her onto his length until his head butted up against her maidenhead. Lifting her back up a bit, he covered her lips with his and brought hown own on his length while thrusting his hips up towards hers, breaking through her hymen.
Shippo held them still as Rin became accustomed to the intrusion upon her body, swallowing her initial scream of pain. Releasing her lips, he kissed away the tears that spilled over her eyes. His arms moved to wrap around her below her arms, pulling her tightly against him. His tongue slipped out of his mouth and caught a tear as it trailed down her cheek.
“I’m sorry,” Shippo murmured into her ear. His arms moved to massage her back and arms, hoping to comfort her some.
Rin’s arms tightened around his shoulders and nuzzled her face into his neck some. “I’m alright, Shippo-chan. It just hurts a little. I didn’t expect it to hurt this much,” she whispered, knowing he would hear her just fine.
Shippo pulled back, concern evident on his face as he stared at her. “I hurt you,” he asked, feeling terrible that he had inflicted pain on the woman he loved. “We should stop. I don’t want to hurt you anymore,” he told her, lowering his head.
Rin looked at Shippo, shocked. “No! I don’t want to stop. It doesn’t hurt that bad. Just more than I thought it would. I’m fine, really. Please, Shippo-chan, don’t stop,” she urged, lifting herself up against him slightly, gasping at the friction it caused.
Shippo grunted when Rin moved on his shaft, his hands instantly going down to her hips to stem any further movements from her. “Rin,” he ground out between clenched teeth.
“Shippo-chan, please,” she begged, trying to get him to let her move; wiggling her hips the slight bit that she could, tightening her legs around his waist.
Shippo said nothing, merely turned them around so that he could rest his back against the rock Rin had once been pressed against, his hands still gripping her hips tightly. His hands on her hips lifted her up slowly, until only the tip of his manhood remained within her folds and held her there for a moment before dropping her back down to rest completely on his manhood once again.
The water sloshing around them; the beginning of the same sensation she felt when Shippo had pleasured her; the slight twinge of pain she felt that only seemed to heighten the level of her pleasure. Rin gasped, tossing her head back, relishing in the sensations flowing through her body at that simple move.
Seeing that he hadn’t hurt her, and that she was getting pleasure from his actions, Shippo started a steady rhythm, groaning in pleasure as her inner walls massaged his length as it slid along her slick passage. He lowered his mouth to her shoulder, his teeth gently scraping over her skin before he laved his tongue over the slight red marks to soothe the sting. Shippo trailed small kissed from her shoulder to her collar bone before he hoisted her up a bit and latched onto her right breast, sucking the nipple deeply into his mouth.
Rin groaned, tossing her head back further, arching her back, pressing her breast further into his mouth. She felt the pressure building, her pleasure increasing the more the tension in her lower abdomen. She didn’t know how much longer it would be before the sensations overtook her again.
Shippo groaned as her passage tightened around his length as she neared her climax once again. He released her breast from his mouth, a loud groan escaping his throat as he tossed his head back, leaning fully against the rock behind him. His hands tightened on her hips as he brought his head forward again, his mouth moving over her skin.
He felt her muscles spasm around his manhood before he heard her moan of pleasure, and he couldn’t hold back any longer. His fangs lengthened and plunged into her flesh as he thrust in deeply one last time, his orgasm ripping through his body, his seed spurting into her womb.
They clung to each other, panting heavily, Shippo’s fangs still buried in her shoulder as her blood slowly seeped out around the sharp canine teeth. Just as through the post-orgasmic haze, they felt their combined fluids leaking from Rin’s body.
Shippo was the first to clear his mind of the haze and gently pulled his fangs from her flesh. He looked down at the woman in his arms and smiled lovingly at her. Her eyes closed, her head resting against his shoulder as she panted, her breath fanning over his bare skin. At that moment, she looked absolutely radiant.
Lifting her from his length, he swept an arm under her knees and carried her to the shore where she had left her bathing supplies. Shippo set her on the bank, leaving an arm around her shoulders as he reached for her towel and began to dry them off. He quickly wrapped a light yukata around himself, and then one around Rin before he sat down on a flat rock, pulling her into his lap, his arms lightly draped around her waist.
Rin allowed Shippo to remove them from the spring and dress her, just content to have him taking care of her. She snuggled into his chest as they sat on the rock, her arms wrapping around his shoulders once again. She was completely comfortable in his lap, feeling very secure with him there, though there were a few trouble-some thoughts chasing each other around in her mind.
“Shippo-chan. What are we going to do now,” she asked, her voice sounding very small and afraid.
“You mean about our parents,” Shippo asked, looking down at the top of her head.
“Yes. You know as well as I do that they won’t like the idea of us being mates,” she told him, her voice gaining a bit more strength. “We are mates now, aren’t we,” she asked, having not even thought before that they still would have to do something before they were official.
“Yes. We’re mates now. It’s not exactly official, but we’ve done enough that they have to recognize us as mates. There’s a small ceremony that we need to do, but we can have just about anyone do it for us. It’s just better if our parents would do it for us,” Shippo explained, a hand coming up to brush through her hair in an effort to comfort her. “And our fathers may not like it, but my mom is more open-minded. She’ll be happy for us.”
Rin sighed. “If my dad doesn’t find us first,” she said, her hands fisting in the back of Shippo’s yukata as she buried her nose in the crook of his neck and inhaled deeply.
“I told you before. Even he will have to acknowledge us as mates. The mark I placed on your neck will ensure that,” he told her, his hand not in her hair tightening around her waist. “Of course, you probably didn’t notice that I bit you,” Shippo chuckled.
Rin looked up at his face, confused. “You bit me,” she questioned.
“Just to make sure even our parents wouldn’t be able to tear us apart,” Shippo reassured her. “It will heal completely after the ceremony is preformed.”
Rin snuggled back into his arms, nodding her understanding. “I just hope they will accept it,” she whispered.
“Who do you want to accept what,” a rough voice growled from the forest line behind them.
Shippo spun part way around to look at his father as he stood leaning against a tree, looking ragged and bloody. But if it was from their practice session that morning or his fight with Sesshoumaru was unknown.
“And I demand to know what you are doing with my daughter in your arms,” another voice growled from Shippo’s right.
They turned their heads to see Sesshoumaru looking angry, if any emotion could be described on his face.
“You mean, my mate, don’t you,” Shippo growled out, standing up and placing Rin behind him, not quite sure which youkai to watch.
“What do you mean,” both Sesshomaru and Inuyasha roared.
“I mean she is my mate now. You two don’t have to like it, but you can’t do anything to separate us,” Shippo growled defiantly.
“Rin, is what he says true,” Sesshoumaru growled out, leveling a stare at her that told her she had better not lie to him.
“Yes. I want to be with him, and if I have to, I’ll run away to be with him,” Rin told her father, peeking over Shippo’s shoulder to look at her father.
“And before you even ask, I don’t care about your lands, Sesshoumaru-sama,” Shippo told him, glancing at his uncle before returning his attention to his own dad who had been oddly quiet so far. “I just want to be with Rin.”
“And you think I will believe you just because you say that,”shoushoumaru asked, glaring at the kitsune who wasn’t even looking at him.
“I don’t know why you can’t. Has what Naraku said put such a hatred in you that you would deny your own daughter’s happiness,” Shippo growled, turning a full glare at the western lord. “I don’t know why you two even listened to that freak of nature.”
“Because I can’t ignore what he said,” Inuyasha yelled, jumping into the conversation and further into the clearing surrounding the hot spring.
“Oh, please!” Shippo sighed a long-suffering sigh, rolling his eyes in much a manner that his mother would. “You believe that Sesshoumaru-sama was going to try and rape Mom,” he asked, completely at a loss as to why his father would believe such a ridiculous thing.
“He never wants me to be happy,” Inuyasha yelled, pointing a clawed finger at Sesshoumaru. “He’ll do anything to make sure I’m miserable.”
“Including defiling the sacred bond between mates,” Shippo demanded to know, glaring at his father. “The only being I can even think of that would sink that low was Naraku himself. And you’re accusing your own BROTHER of something that despicable,” he growled.
“Yes,” Inuyasha screamed at them.
“And that just proves how stupid you are,” Sesshoumaru growled out.
Shippo sighed. “As much as I hate to say this, he’s right. At least about this. Naraku knew how strong you two were together, and even if he knew he was going to die, he didn’t want you two working together anymore. Why else would he say something that would make you hate Sesshoumaru-sama even more than you did before? And since you would seemingly hate him for nothing but the dying words of an untrustworthy being, of course Sesshoumaru-sama would return the gesture of hatred.”
Inuyasha looked absolutely taken aback at his son’s strong words. He took one step backwards, staring wide-eyed at the young couple standing on the rock in front of him before turning his gaze on his brother.
“You two do whatever. I’m tired, and I know my mate is as well, so we’re going back to the village. If you two can get along, you can find us there later,” Shippo told them, bending down to gather up their things that lay on the ground beside the spring. Standing up, he took Rin’s hand in his own and together they headed toward the village
“Smart kid you have there,” Sesshoumaru said after they had left the clearing. “How’d he get that way? I know it’s not because of anything you did.”
Shaking his head with a sigh, Inuyasha looked at his older brother again. “As much as I would love to yell and fight, I can’t, if only for the fact that I want my son to be happy. And he got it from his mother,” he told him, walking over to the rock their children had been sitting on, and sat down on it Indian style. “Wouldn’t you do anything for Rin, to make her happy,”
Sesshoumaru shot a glare at his younger brother. “Of course I would, but I want her to be well taken care of,” he told him, his voice calm despite the rage that was burning in his eyes.
“And you don’t think my son can give her what she wants and needs?” Inuyasha shook his head. “Do you think that we exterminated all those youkai since Naraku died for free? No. Nobles pay for having demon problems solved,” Inuyasha spoke, his voice ice cold. “So you have no need to worry about her physical needs.”
“And where will they live,” Sesshoumaru question, his intense gaze focused off on the horizon in the direction his daughter had gone off in.
“Where ever they want. The way we act, I wouldn’t be surprised if they lived as far away as they could get from as us,” Inuyasha said, his voice quiet as he stared off into space.
“I will not stand for that,” Sesshoumaru growled, turning to glare at his younger brother.
“Then we should get along, shouldn’t we,” Inuyasha said, still staring off into space.
“We were getting along until you were an idiot and believed the words of that dark hanyou,” Sesshoumaru growled at him.
“So, I’m a little thick headed, or so says my mate and child,” Inuyasha grumbled, laying back on the rock. “I make mistakes.” After a few moments of silence, he continued again. “It’s called forgiveness, and I know it’s a human trait, but do you think you could have some for your little brother,” he asked, sitting up and looking at his older brother.
Sesshoumaru saw the pleading look in his younger half brother’s eyes and he knew that Rin had definitely made him soft. “I forgive you,” he said, walking over to the rock where his brother was sitting and pulled him to his feet. “Let’s go see what our children are doing,” he said, walking in the direction of the village.
Inuyasha shook his head as he walked next to his brother. “I have the feeling we don’t want to know,” he muttered, stuffing his hands inside his billowing sleeves.
Shippo rolled off of Rin, panting, and pulled her to him as he pullesheesheet over them. He smiled down at the top of her head as she snuggled up against him, her arm draped over his stomach. His arm that he had draped around her shoulders tightened and pulled her closer, his other hand moving to rest on her hip.
“Do you think they’re getting along now,” Rin asked, tilting her head up to look at him some.
Shippo chuckled. “I hope so. They’re both here, and I don’t hear any yelling or fighting,” he told her, squeezing her hip.
“Oh my goodness! We just made love … in hearing distance of my father,” Rin squeaked out, starting to panic a bit. “I need to get dressed and go …” she said, sitting up to gather her clothes until Shippo pulled her back down.
“Relax. We’re mates. Mates do make love. They know that, and understand that. That’s why they haven’t interrupted us,” Shippo told her, pulling her back down to his chest. “Get some rest. They’ll understand if we don’t go see imm immediately,” he told her, holding her close to him.
Sesshoumaru shook his head as he looked at the wall separating the main room from the bedroom where his daughter was. “You were right. I don’t want to know,” he said in a deadpan voice.
Kagome sat in amazement as she looked at the two brothers, sitting together in the same room, looks that could almost be called happiness on their faces as they talked quietly about their children. She wanted to know what had happened to make such a dramatic change in them in such a short time, but she figured it had something to do with the way Shippo and Rin had come into the house not too long before.
A short while later, Shippo came out of the room, fully dressed, but still looked ragged, and plopped down between his mother and father. He yawned widely and leaned his head on his mom’s shoulder.
“So, I assume you two are getting along since I haven’t heard any fighting,” he said, picking his head up and looking between his dad and uncle, a smirk appearing on his face.
“Where is my daughter,” Sesshoumaru demanded.
“Resting, so leave her alone,” Shippo told them, his voice turning cool at his uncle’s brash way of speaking to him. “You should realize right now, that we don’t need you. Rin and I would just prefer it if you accepted our unio
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Inuyasha just shook his head and shoved his brother in the shoulder. “Don’t listen to the jerk. He’s fine with it. He’s just giving you a hard time about it. We’re all happy as long as you two are happy,” he said calmly, patting his son on the shoulder.
Shippo looked over at Sesshoumaru and saw his nod, an oddly friendly look in his eyes. He picked up a cushion and chucked it at his uncle, a satisfied smirk crossing his features when it was allowed to hit him squarely in the face.
“Possessive little brat, isn’t he,” Sesshoumaru said, looking at his younger brother
“Yeah. I told you he’d take good care of her, didn’t I,” Inuyasha replied, a small smile breaking out on his face.
“Dad,” Rin squeaked from the doorway to the bedroom she had been resting in, drawing the attention of all in the room to her.
Shippo was by her side in seconds, his arm slipping around her waist as she teetered slightly as she yawned. “I thought I told you to get some rest,” he scolded as he guided her into the room and sat her down on a cushion between Sesshoumaru and Kagome, sitting himself down next to her.
“You did. And I did get some rest, but I woke up and you weren’t there,” Rin told him, her eyes half closed as she gradually drifted back to sleep now that her mate was close by once again. She leaned her head against his shoulder and visibly relaxed against him. “Papa, I’m sorry,” she muttered quietly just before she finally succumbed to the pull of sleep.
Kagome looked completely confused by the girl’s last words before she fell asleep. “What is she sorry for,” she asked, looking betweee yoe youkai brothers.
“I told her not to go near Shippo after the cave incident. And obviously she has disobeyed me. She probably thinks I am upset with her,” Sesshoumaru explained, watching his daughter sleep against her mates shoulder.
“Are you,” Kagome asked, staring him directly in the eye, waiting for his response.
“How could I be? She has helped me gain something back that I had never known I had lost,” he replied, not moving his gaze from her.
The small group sat in silence in the main room of the hut for a while, just enjoying the feeling of a warm family they felt there. Kagome eventually got up to make dinner, bustling around the small connected room that she used as her kitchen.
“So, when do you want to do the ceremony,” Sesshoumaru asked, finally breaking the comfortable silence that had set in on the room.
Shippo looked up, slightly startled, and then looked back down at Rin. “After she wakes up and gets something to eat,” he replied.
A few minutes later, Rin stirred in her sleep and slowly woke up, blinking as she looked around. When she had realized she had been sleeping for quite some time, she blushed and looked down at her lap. Her stomach protested a lack of food and she blushed even brighter, her hand moving to cover her stomach.
“Dinner is ready,” Kagome said, popping her head into the main room.
Dinner was a quiet affair, everyone in their own thoughts. Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru were both thinking over what would be required for the ceremony while Shippo was wondering how long it would take. This kind of thing was never certain.
After dinner, po tpo took Rin into their room and they dressed in light yukatas. They went back out into the living room and saw their family sitting around a fire that was going in the middle of the room.
Rin balked when she saw a dagger and length of silk rope sitting on the floor between their fathers. “What are those for,” she asked, looking at Shippo.
“Don’t worry,” he told her. “They are just for the ceremony.”
“What do we need a dagger for,” Rin asked, her eyes glued to the blade as it shined in the firelight.
“Rin,” Sesshoumaru’s voice rang out clearly. “Do you trust me and your mate,” he asked her, his eyes boring into hers.
“Yes,” she muttered weakly, nodding as she clung to Shippo’s arm.
“Then come over here and sit down,” Sesshoumaru told her.
Rin nodded and did as she was told. She watched as Shippo sat in front of her so that they were facing each other.
Inuyasha took Rin’s left arm in his hands while Sesshoumaru lifted Shippo’s right arm. Kagome lifted the dagger and pressed the tip into the palm of her son until blood began to seep from the wound. She moved the tip of the blade around in his blood, covering it before she moved to Rin’s palm, pressing the blade into her flesh until her blood pooled in her palm. Kagome moved the dagger around in her blood, mixing the blood on the tip of the dagger and then set the dagger aside.
Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha maneuvered Shippo and Rin’s hands around until the wounds on their palms were pressed tightly together. Kagome picked up the silk rope and wrapped it around their wrists, wrapping it until their hands and wrists were completely covered by the rope. She left the ends just hanging, but she knew they wouldn’t be able to move their hands until it was time.
“This Sesshoumaru, Lord of the Western Lands, does now officially declare this couple to be bound eternally.”
Rin looked at her father, a happy smile on her face and then looked at her mate. She lunged forward and wrapped her free arm around Shippo’s neck. “I love you,” she whispered in his ear.
“I love you, too,” he whispered back, slipping his free hand around her waist. A throat being cleared drew them apart some, and they looked ashamedly at their parents. “We’re going to go to our room now,” Shippo said, standing up and bringing Rin with him before they escaped to their room.
Once in their room, Shippo covered her lips with his own, his hand going to the small of her back to bring her closer.
Shippo lay behind Rin, spooning her body to his, their hands still bound in front of her. His face was buried in the back of her neck as he rested, deeply inhaling her scent with every breath. He placed a kiss on her shoulder as he peeked over to see if she was sleeping. He smiled as he saw that her eyes were closed and hugged her closer. He buried his nose back into the nape of her neck and drifted off to sleep with his mate.
When Shippo awoke next, the sun was shining in his eyes and he moved his hand to rub his eyes. He looked at his hand amazed. The silk was gone already. He looked at the bed in front of Rin, to make sure that it hadn’t come off some way and was just laying there, but it was completely gone already. He looked at his palm, glad to see that the cut had healed completely. If he hadn’t been there, he never would have known about the cut.
Rin turned in her sleep, rolling to face her mate as she slowly woke from her slumber, wrapping her arms around his waist. “Good morning,” she muttered into his chest.
“Morning, my mate,” he replied, draping an arm over her shoulders. “The rope is gone,” he told her, lifting his hand.
Rin looked up at him, confused. “What does that mean,” she asked.
“We’re completely bound together now. The rope was magical and bonded with our blood and bonded us together for the rest of our lives,” he explained.
“Good, I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Rin said, a smiling splitting her face as she leaned forward and placed a kiss on his lips.
Shippo responded to the kiss, wrapping his arms around her torso, and pulled her closer. “I love you, and want to be with you for the rest of my life,” he whispered in her ear when he pulled away.
“That’s good, because you’ve got me, unconditionally,” Rin told him, smiling happily.
‘I’ve found my home.’
The End
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