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Disclaimer: One more time…‘I do not own InuYasha.’
Sessysama: I do not own InuYasha…Can I have…
"No!"
Ok, my wonderful thanks to: insanereader, cotton-angel, stella, Youko Starr, animegirl007, Mallory, Lady Kagome, Shaid, New Fan, Sci-Jess, SessyMistress, unuSual prAise, Darkangel1410, keeper-of-the-triforce, and Haunted Reality.
Shaid, I am a Psych and English-creative writing double major. I am one of those weird overachievers. So, yeah, I love human behavior and cognitive processes.
Sorry about the constant re-postings, I edited, then had some problems with chp 3 so it took a while to fix. Gomen.
Fun chp coming up here. Saraku in InuYasha’s village, as well as some hard lessons in respect to be taught by Sesshoumaru. Oh, and some fun parts with Muchi and Saraku…he really doesn’t know when to shut up. ^_~
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"I know we agreed to this for the girl’s sake, but did Sesshoumaru really have to call it her punishment."
Kagome laughed at InuYasha who sat sulking on the edge of the bed. "Are you still on about that? Just let it go. It will be good for Saraku to get out of the castle for a while, especially since the pup will be given so much attention right now. Besides, she might be a good influence on Makoto."
"Yeah, that’s true. Makoto could use a bit of Saraku’s…spirit."
"Exactly, so try not to get into a fight with her every few minutes."
InuYasha glared at her for a moment, but a devilish smirk soon crossed his face. "You shouldn’t be worried about me. Think what will happen when Muchi finds out we have brought her to the village."
Kagome groaned and rolled her eyes as she collapsed onto the bed next to him. "Why are you smiling about that? I don’t want to think what he is going to say."
InuYasha’s grin widened. "I am counting on his natural charm to come out."
"What are you talking about?"
"If he pisses the girl off enough Sesshoumaru will come and kill the bastard."
"InuYasha! That is a horrible thing to say."
"If you didn’t stop me I would have taught him a lesson a long time ago. Sesshoumaru isn’t going to be as tolerant as you."
"I’m not saying he isn’t a bastard, but it isn’t right to kill him in cold blood. If he would just leave us alone."
"He’s not going to leave any of us alone!" InuYasha grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her to look him in the eye. "Don’t you get it! People like him will never leave people like us alone! I swear I will kill him if he touches Makoto again!"
His claws dug into her shoulders making her wince. "InuYasha, you’re hurting me."
Her words pulled the anger from his voice and softened his eyes. He released Kagome and slumped down, his gazing falling to the floor. "I’m sorry. It’s just, you don’t know what it’s like. You can’t understand how it is to grow up with people like him surrounding you. I didn’t want our pups to have to know that."
"Your right," Kagome said as she wrapped her arm across his broad shoulders and rested her cheek against him. "I can’t know, because that’s not how I grew up, but I didn’t want that for our pups either. But you have been there for them. I have been there. Sango and Miroku, they have never let us down. For all that Muchi says our pups have plenty of people they can come to."
"Just because they can come to us doesn’t mean they do. Makoto…I know more happens to her than she tells us, but…she shouldn’t have to go through any of it!"
They sat in silence for a moment, neither sure what to say after that. Kagome leaned closer to him, placing her chin on his shoulder. "I think…I think that is why Sesshoumaru agreed to this."
InuYasha turned to face his mate, a confused expression in his eyes. "What do you mean?"
"Saraku, she doesn’t have anyone who knows what it is like to be ridiculed just for being a hanyou. Our pups have you. You can understand what they feel more than anyone else, but Sesshoumaru is a pure demon, and Rin was so young, she lived most of her life under his proton.&on."
"Saraku has Sesshoumaru to protect her."
"But do you really think she will not want to go out on her own. She is a free spirit, strong and capable, she will want her freedom when she is older. As sad as it sounds she needs to learn how to deal with it, and isn’t it better if she learns about it with someone who has been through it before."
InuYasha placed his hand over Kagome’s smaller one, which still rested on his shoulder. "I know you’re right. I just wish you didn’t have to be."
A rapid knocking on the door suddenly interrupted the quiet, comforting embrace the couple shared.
"Kagome! InuYasha! Aren’t you ready yet? It’s time to go!" Saraku’s childish cries reflected the hyperactive nature InuYasha was dreading.
"How does Sesshoumaru put up with her all the time?" InuYasha whispered to Kagome.
"He’s not late! Now get up!" The sound of Saraku’s feet pounding against the floor quickly diminished.
Kagome rubbed her nose against the shoulder of his haori before rolling off the bed dragging InuYasha up with her. "Come on, we don’t want to keep the hime waiting."
"This is going to be a long two weeks. I just got to think of the good things."
"Like what, her helping Makoto?"
"No, the day Sesshoumaru comes to get her and kills Muchi."
Kagome’s forehead fell between his shoulder blades as she forced him out of the room, choosing to ignore his last statement.
The real reason for Sesshoumaru’s tolerance of the eccentric girl was revealed as they approached the front gate of the castle. Saraku stood, quiet and still, her head lifted proudly to her father, who was giving her a few last minute instructions. Not even her fingers twitched as Sesshoumaru held her rapt attention, a serene smile on her face and an admiring gaze from her eyes.
Not caring to interrupt father and daughter InuYasha and Kagome approached Rin who stood near holding Seto asleep in her arms. She too was watching Sesshoumaru and Saraku, an expression of contentment softening her already gentle features.
&;I e;I enjoy watching them," Rin said without sparing a glance to the couple beside her. "I thank every god I can imagine that she adores him so. It makes her stronger, makes her proud. She can be outspoken and perhaps a little brazen, but it is not something you can deny her. To do so would take from her that which makes her so remarkable."
InuYasha’s reluctance to having his niece over seemed to fade as he observed Rin. She was so composed and her eyes seemed to be imbedded with an unusual enlightenment. It was a sensitivity that can only come from deep adversity, and by her thoughtful, reflective countenance InuYasha could see the sorrow and joy mixed in her heart.
He couldn’t help but wonder about what happened to her. Sesshoumaru only said she had been murdered, but if that were to be true then he couldn’t have been there. InuYasha knew from the way Sesshoumaru treated his mate, openly caring for her, he would never let her be harmed as long as he could stop it; so what else d had have happened to her? What could give her such understanding of the cruelty the world offered? InuYasha began to doubt Saraku had no one who knew of pain and ridicule…Rin might have known much of such things.
"InuYasha," Kagome’s soft voice brought him from his thoughts. "Time to go, InuYasha."
He nodded, then approached his brother and the still controlled child. Sesshoumaru sent him a cautioning glare, his impassive face showing nothing more. "InuYasha, should anything happen to her…"
"I’ll wash my neck and wait." InuYasha held back his smirk till he was no longer facing Sesshoumaru. As much as things changed there would always be some things that stayed the same. "Come on, we can make it home by supper if we hurry."
He knelt down slightly, letting Kagome position herself on his back for the long day ahead of them. Once she was settled InuYasha turned to Saraku. "So, how fast are you?"
"Fast enough to keep up with you." The girl tightened the red sash at her waist that had been tied to the end of both her scythes, the two blades hanging below her right hip. "Lead the way."
InuYasha didn’t wait for another word and begun the run home. He had started his pace faster than normal to tease his niece but quickly found she could be as serious as Sesshoumaru; she forced her step to match his own without showing signs of difficulty. They kept a steady run for several hours, stopping at mid-day for food and rest. Saraku, though showing no outward signs of fatigue, had lost part of her speed for which InuYasha slowed to compensate. She was still a child and could not be expected to maintain the same stamina InuYasha could.
During the journey Saraku spoke little, her attention drawn much more to the changing landscape and numerous villages they passed. Her innocent eyes held such rapture of the world she was seeing for the first time and InuYasha could see her ears twitching atop her head as they strained to take in all the sounds around her. It amused him to watch the child so enthralled in the pristine expanse before her, though he knew it was more than just wonder of new places that held the girl’s attention. This was Sesshoumaru’s land, and thus, hers. She had a right to admire with pride what rightly belonged to her.
Saraku slowed even more as the day passed to evening, but still she expressed no need for rest, not even a strained breath. As a result of the subtle but constant decrease in their pace it was past dusk when they finally arrived home. InuYasha let Kagome down at the village’s edge so she could stretch out her stiffened muscles. He was surprised to find Saraku had closed the gap between them, showing no fear in her face or scent, but instinctively drawing near a known security. Her eyes traveled all over, scanning the now deserted fields, gazing at the softly lit homes they passed, and quickly darting here and there to try and examine everything around her.
InuYasha took a deep breath and smiled as a familiar scent strengthened.
"Otousan! Okaasan!" Makoto cried as she catapulted herself into his waiting arms.
He inhaled the joyful smell that danced about his daughter’s small frame. "Makoto. Did you enjoy your stay with Miroku and Sango?"
"Yes, but I’m happy you are home again." He felt her nose nuzzle his haori affectionately.
Shinryo and Kyo were hurrying after their younger sister with Miroku, Sango, and Tanshin in tow. InuYasha set Makoto on the ground and gave an acknowledging nod to his sons and friends before motioning toward Saraku who was eyeing the group suspiciously.
"Everyone," Kagome said, placing a hand on Saraku’s shoulder, "I would like to introduce Saraku, Sesshoumaru’s daughter. She will be staying with us for two weeks."
No one spoke for a moment, each person taking in the news in their own way, though most of their gazes were immediately drawn to her discolored eyes. Saraku continually glanced at each of the people standing before her, Makoto in particular. Without hesitation Saraku walked up to her cousin and smiled.
"Makoto, right?"
She nodded, giving Saraku a small bow. Once standing side by side it was nearly impossible to tell Makoto was three years her senior, their dispositions made Saraku appear equal, if not older. Shinryo and Kyo slowly approached the two girls.
"Kohaku said one of your eyes is human. Is that true?" Shinryo asked in the rather blunt nature inherited from InuYasha.
Saraku seemed relieved by the question, perhaps wanting to get it out of the way first off. "Yes, it’s human. What about it?"
"Just curious. I’m Shinryo." He bowed to her and she returned it.
"I’m Kyo," the second boy said following his brother’s example.
Saraku responded to the boys as they asked questions, but her eyes randomly flicked over to Makoto who had lowered her gaze to the ground. InuYasha was unsure of Saraku’s fascination with Makoto, though he suspected Saraku could sense her cousin’s submissive nature from scent and body language. Saraku who was raised not to show weakness probably was confused by Makoto’s reaction.
"Raise your head!" Saraku yelled shocking everyone.
Makoto shot her body to attention, her focus on the cold glare her cousin forced on her. InuYasha silently stopped his family from moving as Saraku aggressively grabbed Makoto by the chin and pushed her up till she stood on her toes.
"Even if you do not have claim to the land you are still of noble blood and should never lower your eyes to the ground. It implies inferiority and that is something you do not have, so don’t act like it."
Saraku ripped her hand from the trembling and confused girl as Tanshin rushed to steady her. Everyone was silent, and even InuYasha stood completely dumbfounded by his niece’s outburst. Sesshoumaru had often told him he was worthless, but Saraku was outraged by something as se ase as lowering a gaze, swearing they should show the noble blood they inherited. He had to wonder how much of it was Rin’s influence and how much was Sesshoumaru’s.
Sango was the first to speak again. "InuYasha, you should take Saraku to the headman so that he knows she is no threat. I will go make something for the three of you to eat and you can tell us everything that happened."
He nodded his appreciation before pushing Saraku forward away from the awe struck group. InuYasha studied his niece closer, finding her to be one surprise after another. Her demeanor had changed, the curious attitude released allowing a stronger, more defiant air to grow around her. She had distancer ser self slightly from them and walked with a swift yet powerful stride. Her left arm was crossed over her waist, hand gripping the red sash, while her right hand gently tapped against the blades at her side. Though, the entire time her head remained firm and immobile, a haughty expression on her face.
When they reached the headman’s home Kagome hurried to the door and called in. Muchi was the first to answer, a disgusted look contorting his homely features as he glanced down at Saraku.
"What do you want?" he asked, sneering at all three.
"We came to see your father," InuYasha said filling his imposing form to its limits. "My niece is staying with us and I wouldn’t want her to be confused with a random demon."
"More demons. The entire village will be overrun with you soon."
A low but angry growl was quickly growing in Saraku’s throat and InuYasha was relieved to see the headman exit the house, a smile on his old face.
"InuYasha, Kagome, always a pleasure to see you, and who is this you have with you? She is quite a pretty young girl." The growl ceased as the old man bowed to Saraku.
"This is my niece, Saraku. She is going to be staying with us for two weeks to get to know her family. My brother will be coming to pick her up when it is time. I just didn’t want her or Sesshoumaru to be attacked, both could be fatal."
"Well I will make sure that doesn’t happen. Demon or not, if she is your kin then she is welcome here."
"I’m a hanyou, not a demon," Saraku said proudly.
Muchi rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Even worse."
InuYasha barely had time to react as Saraku’s claws cut the sash holding one of her scythes and pointed the sharpened blade at Muchi’s neck. Her eyes burned with loathing as she bared her deadly fangs to him. "Apologize."
Muchi had not moved, though his body stretched as far from the shimmering weapon as it could. "You’re crazy. What do you think you’re doing?"
"Apologize now."
InuYasha suppressed his laughter at the grown man terrified by a seven-year-old girl, but Kagome seemed genuinely worried, whether it was for Muchi or Saraku he wasn’t sure.
"Why the hell should I apologize to you?"
"I am the daughter of the Lord of the Western Lands and I will not be insulted by the likes of you. Now apologize and I may consider not telling Chichiue when he comes."
InuYasha reveled in the scene playing out before him. Muchi obviously was revolted by the idea of apologizing to a hanyou, and a female child at that, but his cowardice seemed to be getting the better of him. InuYasha couldn’t resist but add to the tension.
"You don’t have to apologize, of course. Sesshoumaru will require some form of retribution though. Your tongue maybe. Perhaps an arm or leg."
A mischievous smirk formed on Saraku’s face as she picked up on his lead. "Oh no, Chichiue would never do that. Any insult requires immediate attention or he will simply kill whoever said it."
"He wouldn’t! I…I am to be the next headman. He can’t just come and kill me."
InuYasha shoved his hands into the sleeves of his haori and gave a nonchalant sigh. "Sesshoumaru is not a very tolerant person and to be honest I would hate to have to get into a fight with him. Utterly ruthless and can kill anyone without trouble. And since this really isn’t any of my business I don’t see why I should have to get involved at all."
"Muchi!" The headman glared at his son. "Apologize to the girl."
"But…"
"Now!"
Muchi’s face twisted into an unnatural scowl and he spoke through clenched teeth. "I…apologize for any…insult I made on you."
"InuYasha as well, you insulted him too."
It took every ounce of will for InuYasha not to start laughing, but he used it and let only a triumphant smile cross his lips. He watched Muchi be completely humiliated by a child, a hanyou child at that, and found it to be even more satisfying than if he had done it himself.
"Inu…Yasha, I," Muchi paused a moment looking like he was about to be sick. "I…apologize…for insulting you."
"Well Muchi, everyone makes mistakes, but seeing as you’ve admitted them, I suppose I can let you off this time." InuYasha smirked. "What do you think Saraku?"
"This time." The girl watched Muchi for a moment more before flipping the blade and resting it against the inside of her forearm. Saraku turned to InuYasha, her demeanor more arrogant than he had ever seen on her. "I wish to eat. Let’s go."
InuYasha followed her away from the headman’s home, allowing her pomposity since she had just provided him with the best entertainment. Kagome, who had stayed to say goodbye to the headman, was hurrying to catch up,ook ook of exacerbation on her face.
"Was that really necessary?" Kagome asked.
"If you don’t kill him, yes." Saraku’s matter of fact tone reminded him increasingly of Sesshoumaru.
"Kagome, Muchi has had that coming for years."
"InuYasha!" Kagome stood seething at her mate. "You do realize that he will take it out on Makoto!"
InuYasha cringed. He had been so intent on humiliating Muchi he hadn’t thought of that. "I won’t let him do anything to her."
"You’re the one who said more happens to her than she says!"
"I won’t let anything more happen!"
"InuYasha, if you hadn’t baited him…"
"He deserved all of it!"
"Makoto will pay for…"
The sharp sound of metal crashing against metal ripped the squabbling couple from their fight. Saraku stood, her scythes firmly gripped in her hands, blades scraping against one another creating a high pitched friction that scorched InuYasha’s ears.
"And you two call yourselves adults? Just decide something and do it. If you are gonna kill the guy, do it, if not then do something else. Either way, right now, we eat."
Without another word Saraku turned on her heels and headed for Sango and Miroku’s leaving the two standing in shock.
"Did we just get told off?" InuYasha asked a rather confused Kagome.
"I think we did."
&quoat lat little brat told us off! She can’t do that!"
"You didn’t seem to mind when she did it to Muchi."
"Kagome! Who’s side are you on?"
"Our daughter’s!"
"And you think I’m not!"
Kagome put her hands to her temples and shook her head slowly. "We’re doing it again! Why are we fighting when we want the same thing?"
InuYasha took her into his arms, lightly resting his forehead against hers. "Because we are both frustrated we can’t protect Makoto the way we want to. Let’s just forget about this for now. They are waiting for us and I wouldn’t be surprised if Saraku is getting on everyone’s nerves already."
Kagome leaned in and placed a chaste kiss on his cheek. "Sounds good to me. I’m starving."
They slowly walked to Sango and Miroku’s hand in hand, a quiet complacency forming. As much as they fought and bickered the devotion they shared was unbreakable and would always bring them back one way or another. InuYasha opened the screen door to the warm room filled with talking and the aroma of rice and grilled fish.
The children were all gathered around the hearth in the center of the room talking and asking questions of Saraku. Tanshin was seated protectively close to Makoto and kept a steady, though now relaxed, gaze on Saraku. Across from them sat Tanshin’s sisters, Seika and Hikari, with both of InuYasha’s sons adjacent to them. Sango and Miroku were seated near the wall listening to the children’s rapid conversation.
"Smells great, Sango. We’re starving." Shinryo and Kyo got up letting their parents sit down.
Saraku didn’t even spare a glance at them as she continued to eat from her half empty bowl of rice. "Oh, I ate both of your fish. There is some rice left though."
"You what! Why you little brat!"
A single eyebrow raised on the young girl’s smug face and she pointed her chopsticks at him. "I figured you didn’t want them since you seemed to be more interested in fighting. Really, Chichiue and Okaasan never fight but you two seem to love it. What’s the point? Just kill the bastard and be done with it."
"Two weeks…two weeks…two weeks…two weeks," InuYasha repeated his chant in a soft undertone as he struggled to keep his temper in check. She was definitely Sesshoumaru’s daughter.
Kagome handed him a bowl of rice and took one for herself before returning her attention to Saraku. "Not everything can be fixed just by killing someone. Surely that isn’t what Sesshoumaru taught you?"
"No, but he did teach me not to be treated as anything less than I am. I don’t care who he is, I am the daughter of the Lord of the Western Lands and I deserve respect." Saraku’s eyes narrowed on Makoto whose attention was directed on the flickering flames in the hearth. "As do you. Didn’t I tell you to raise your head?"
Makoto instinctively lifted her gaze to Saraku. "I’m sorry."
"Come on. You’re older than me, act like it. Tell me to shut up or something. woulwouldn’t hurt you, you know. Stop doing everything you’re told just cause you’re told to do it. Have a little pride in yourself."
"I tell you to shut up, but you just keep talking and I am definitely older than you," InuYasha growled.
Saraku’s haughty glare once again fell on him. "One, you haven’t told me a single time to shut up. You said something like, ‘you little brat,’ never ‘shut up.’ And two, you insulted Chichiue, so I really don’t care what you say."
Kagome kept a firm hold on his shoulder as he fought the urge to hit the girl upside the head. He repeated his "two weeks" mantra as he violently shoveled the rice into his mouth.
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"Sesshoumaru," Rin said quietly as she waited for him to take his attention from the forest their daughter had gone into. "Will you stand here all day?"
He turned to her, his impassive face betraying nothing. "Of course not, there ich Ich I have to attend to."
"What is there to do now? With Saraku gone there is only the pup to take care of, until Noosu-sama comes, that is."
"There is a matter of respect that must be dealt with immediately."
"Ever the nobleman."
"I will not have this family treated any less than it deserves, and since Saraku is not old enough to properly deal with this disgrace, I must go."
"Will you kill them, these people that dishonor our daughter?"
Sesshoumaru began his way into the castle, Rin, still carrying their newborn son, close behind. "Saraku would be…displeased should I do so."
"Then you will not?"
He suppressed the growl slowly forming in his throat. "That will depend on how quickly they understand their transgressions."
He sensed Rin increase her pace to walk at his side as they neared the gates leading to the garden. "Then I pray they learn quickly. I would hate to think they would die for being too stubborn."
Sesshoumaru stopped and turned to his mate, a knowing smirk playing across her fine lips. She had gained, most likely from him, a very annoying habit of hiding her true thoughts inside the simplest of phrases. "Indeed, though sometimes stubbornness is necessary. You, of all people, should understand that."
"That is true." Rin smiled in defeat and raised her lips to his own.
Sesshoumaru placed his hand on the small of her back and leaned into the kiss, an act he rarely did so openly, even in the castle. His and Rin’s affairs were their own and no one else need know of them, though, after the risky birth and Saraku’s episode the previous night, Sesshoumaru felt they both could use some indulgence. He savored the almost intoxicating aroma surrounding his mate tempered by the fainter scent of his son wrapped in her arms.
He pulled away from her, though his arm remained clasped above her hip. "I shall return in a few hours. Rest until then."
"When you return you shall only tell me to rest more." Sesshoumaru’s eyes slightly narrowed making Rin laugh. "But, as you wish."
He released her from his hold and headed out of the castle, Rin remaining in place to watch him leave. He knew she was concerned about what he was doing, more for him and their daughter though, than the villagers. Should his sense of honor be attacked too much he would not allow it to go unpunished, but Saraku had not wished for any of them to be hurt. If he was forced to rectify a foolish human’s manner she would become distraught and, perhaps, angry with him.
Once out of the gardens Sesshoumaru increased to a swift run, wishing to return as soon as possible. Leaving Rin and their newborn son so early was not something he had intended, though the fact she delivered premature and few knew of the birth gave him some security. Had he still had any doubts of InuYasha’s capabilities he never would have allowed Saraku to stay with him; however, Sesshoumaru knew from more than one encounter with his brother, InuYasha was strong enough to protect her.
The wind strengthened, battering his imperial form in a futile struggle for supremacy, as if anything could tame a lord so grand. Yet, Rin and Saraku, what an unusual hold they had on him. They caused such indecision, such hesitation. When had he ever hesitated? When had he ever been unsure of what he should do? Why should he not be able to just kill those who insult him and be done with it? Why did Saraku have to befriend those children, the choice would be simple if she hadn’t have cared.
As he ran Sesshoumaru attempted to decide how he would handle these humans. Every instinct said kill them, and how tempted he was to ensure they increased their insult so that he could, but he knew that would be the same as dispatching them outright. He could kill the one who had thrown the wood at Saraku as an example, but finding out that single person would take too long. He wanted to spend as little time in the human village as possible. What then could he do? Idle threats were beneath someone of his stature and a display of strength was unnecessary. He would just have to demand retribution and if they failed to do so, kill them.
He continued on, the ill wind taking control of his fine white hair, flailing it about behind him. Such a wind was an unheeded omen to the demon lord as he progressed to his destination, not caring for the superstitions of human minds. Near a half-hour passed before he reached the place Saraku had fallen the night before. The memory of her terror filled his sens the the look on her face, the spike in her scent, the sound of her cries, each so similar to her mother’s, and all things he wished never to witness again.
Soon, he slowed to a dignified walk as he exited the forest and headed to the village below. The men and women working in the fields were the first to spot Sesshoumaru and their frightened expressions turned mad cries to the others did nothing to his placid demeanor. Their nonsensical screams would only serve his purpose and draw the village together, better to finish things quickly. He kept his pace steady so as to let them gather. A well-built middle-aged man stood at the front of the group, a sword at his waist and a surprisingly calm expression on his face.
"We don’t want demons here. Go on and leave."
Sesshoumaru suppressed the growl forming in his chest. "No one orders a lord in his own land."
Most of the villagers seemed to tense, but the man speaking remained unaffected. "What is your business here?"
"I demand amends to the mistreatment of my daughter who was here yesterday."
He waited for their response. The man lowered his head slightly and sighed. "I see, we expected as much."
He turned and nodded to a man signaling him to bring something. A women several years Rin’s senior came running up to the man before him, weeping.
"Please, I beg of you, don’t do this! Please…please…not her!"
Two of the villagers took the hysterical woman and forced her into a nearby hut. Most of the other villagers had spread out, none making eye contact with another, just a sullen, guilty mood settling over the village. Soon Sesshoumaru could see the previous man returning with a young girl in tow, her eyes cast to the ground and a faint whimpering in her throat. The man in charge pushed the girl out to Sesshoumaru.
"She’s yours to do with as you please. Eat her, kill her, it doesn’t matter. Her life is our penance."
Sesshoumaru let his cold eyes travel to the child before him. Her black hair curtained her small face from total view but the scent of blood and tears were strong.
"Name yourself."
"Yoshimi," a small voice squeaked.
Of course, the one who had allowed Saraku to come and join the children. Seumarumaru’s patience with these humans had reached the limits. They would give up one of their own children to try and bribe him. From the looks of the crowd it was a unanimous show of cowardice.
"Do not think this will be sufficient." Before the man had time to be shocked Sesshoumaru’s hand was around his neck, the bones slowly cracking beneath the pressure of his fingers. "Such a disgusting act can only be paid with another life."
Many of the villagers ran into their homes while other stood too terrified to move. Cowards, nothing but cowards. Sesshoumaru turned and began up the hill to the forest line, the soft sound of footsteps behind him. He waited till he was in the forest and out of view of the village before turning to his small follower.
"Why do you follow me?"
The girl’s hands trembled at her sides. "I was given to you. I thought I was supposed to."
"Look at me."
Yoshimi hesitated but slowld asd as she was told, lifting her head so that her right cheek was hidden. Irritated Sesshoumaru took her chin and forced her to look directly at him. Her right cheek was swollen and covered in a deep purple and blue bruise. Sesshoumaru remembered seeing Rin as such when she was a child Yoshimi’s age. Humans truly were foul creatures, giving no care for their offspring. He released her face and returned to his journey back to the castle, the young girl silently following.
It took almost two hours to get back using the child’s slow pace. Rin was out in the garden, obviously waiting for him, with Saka nearby. Her relieved expression turned to shock when she saw the child behind him. Both women hurried to meet them, Rin putting on a gentle smile to comfort the girl.
"Sesshoumaru, I did not think you would return with a guest. Who is she?"
"Compensation."
Rin’s eyes widened. "And you accepted her as payment?"
Sesshoumaru glared at his mate, a silent order not to inquire further. He directed his words to Saka. "Take her in and clean her up."
Saka bowed. "As you wish, Sesshoumaru-sama."
Yoshimi bowed to them before following Saka into the castle. Once out of ear range Rin returned Sesshoumaru’s glare. "I cannot believe you would accept a child as payment. It would have been better to kill one of them."
"Who said that did not happen?"
"Sesshoumaru!" Rin’s voice never raised in volume, but her tone emphasized her aggravation.
"Humans are despicable creatures. I killed one for thinking he could bribe me in such a way. The child is one that Saraku enjoyed playing with. She will live and work at the bathhouse with Saka, close enough for Saraku to visit without problem."
"But what of the girl’s family?"
"If they would give her up once they would do so again."
Rin smiled and pulled herself against him, her arms circling his waist and her head carefully placed against his chest being wary of his armor. "And next time it may not be to someone as tolerant as you. Tell me, Sesshoumaru, when did you change so?"
He stared down at her slightly confused, which only made her laugh. "Years ago that scene would have played out very differently. When did you change?"
"You would have preferred I kill them all for offering her?"
"I did not say the change was a bad thing, just unexpected, I suppose. Saraku will be pleased when she returns." Rin’s weight rested heavier against his body and her eyes closed in contentment.
"You should rest. You have not yet recovered completely from the birth."
Faint laughter was added to her smile. "I told you you would say that. But as you wish."
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Ok, so I know, you all have been waiting forever for this one. I apologize, there were a number of distractions coupled with the most severe writer’s block. The scene at the village with Sesshoumaru, I just couldn’t decide what to do there. Been working on the scfor for a week now and couldn’t stand anything I came up with, then, boom, tonight I thought, let’s make the villagers all bastards. I liked it, Sessy got to kill someone and keep from upsetting Saraku, and she gets a playmate now.
Speaking of Saraku, wasn’t she great. When next to Sessy she is pretty complacent, but take her away and you get to see just how arrogant she really is. She does have her father’s pride. I may or may not add more to her visit, I kind of do, but was planning on making the next chapter move ahead a couple years. So, tell me, do you want more Saraku in the village?
How do you like the new summary? Have I peaked a few people’s interest as to where this story will end up going? Oh, and just to wonder how many have seen all of InuYasha, who can name the person InuYasha semi-quoted when he was talking to Sessy? I couldn't resist putting in that line for my neechan who adores the quoted person.
Ok, remember to review! And fanfic, you only made it because I was so late with this. I expect five reviews from you or no new chp.
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