Forever Mine | By : Sessysama Category: InuYasha > General Views: 3853 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: "No, I don’t own them…or do I?"
"No, you don’t."
"Are you sure? You never know I could…"
"Sessy-sama, you don’t."
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Someone asked about their ages, so just to clear things up, Makoto is 14, Tanshin is 16, Saraku is 11, and Seto is 4. Hope that helps. This will be the end of this scene if it kills me to write it! And here I even thought of a new scene that will add prolly two chps to the story. What is horrible is once you think of the new chps, all you want to do is write them, but I have this one here and maybe two more before I can write that scene. Like I said, don’t be expecting this to end any time soon. Ok, on to the story!
Note: Inu calls Saraku ‘Chibiko’ which is an insulting term for a child, such as ‘brat.’ Also, Seto refers to Saraku as ‘Aneue’ or ‘older sister.’
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Rin kept a tight grip on Ahun’s reigns as they journeyed closer to the place she had sworn never to return to. How easily such promises one can break when someone they care about is in trouble. Rin sent a quick glance over her shoulder to the young woman behind her.
Makoto was so fragile, her amber eyes confused and scared. She begged them not to make her leave the castle. She cried and pleaded, making more than one heart feel her terror, and while Kagome and InuYasha began to sway, Rin had long since become numb to pain. It was her voice that was cold and indifferent to Makoto’s plight, ordering her to prepare to travel, forcing the others to leave her alone till she was done. Rin had not let Kagome or Tanshin say goodbye, she couldn’t let them have a chance to try and stop her from leaving. Rin didn’t like what she was about to do, but she knew it was the only way left.
She sighed and let her gaze fall below them to the figures running through the forest. Between the treetops Rin could just barely make out the swift forms of InuYasha and Touya weaving around the trees. Rin refused to have Sesshoumaru accompany her but she knew his concern and agreed to have Touya come to escort her home. In truth, Rin wanted nothing more than to have her mate with her at that moment, but she knew that had he come she would never be able to succeed in her plans.
"Obasama," a tentative voice whispered from behind.
Rin turned back with an indifferent expression on her face. "What is it?"
"This…this isn’t the way home."
"I told you we weren’t returning to the village. I am going to show you something."
Makoto lowered her head. "Forgive me, Obasama, I thought you were lying…to get me to return. That’s why I didn’t want to go."
"We will not force you to return to a place you do not feel safe," Rin said dryly. Though after this you may have wished we had taken you back.
They continued on in silence for hours. Day turned to dusk, and dusk to darkness. Rin gave a sad, pained smile to the sky as the first stars colored the black expanse. They were almost there and night is what she wanted when they arrived.
Rin’s thoughts wereerruerrupted as Ahun made a sharp jerk and headed to the ground below them. She tried to pull him back up but he refused and made a none to soft landing, which caused Makoto to be thrown. InuYasha and Touya quickly hurried to the scene and helped to calm the beast. Nothing seemed to stop his wild movements, but neither had he let Rin fall from his back, one of his heads or his tail came to steady her whenever she seemed ready to. Rin’s eyes swept across the landscape and she understood.
She waved the others away and pulled on the reigns to direct the uneasy creature away from where she was headed. Once she had gone a few yards Ahun calmed and allowed her to dismount. InuYasha, Makoto, and Touya stood nearby waiting for some explanation. Slowly she ran one hand through his mane while the other was tying his reigns to a thick tree branch.
"You don’t want me to be here, do you?" she asked soothingly.
A gentle nuzzle against her hand and soft whimpering were her only response.
"I’m sorry, you will have to wait here. I must go on."
Rin turned and left leaving the beast yanking furiously at the weakening branch. It would not hold him very much longer.
"InuYasha, Touya, both of you are to remain here as well. Ensure that Ahun does not interrupt us."
InuYasha ran forward and blocked her path. "What do you mean wait here? I thought I was going to be with Makoto."
Rin’s gaze could have frozen a flame flickering on a candle’s wick. "Your only duty here is to escort Makoto to where ever she chooses to go once this is over, be it your village or the castle, just as Touya’s duty is to escort me home. wer were never intended to be joining us."
InuYasha looked to his frightened daughter then back to the impassive woman before him. "Rin, I must…"
"InuYasha!" Rin shocked even herself with the ferocity in her voice. "You will wait here for us to return. You will not move from here no matter what you hear, or smell or sense what so ever."
"Rin, listen to…"
"No matter what! You and Touya will both remain here until we return, however long that takes is not your concern."
Rin would not be swayed in this matter. If anyone else came her plan would fail, and, for Makoto’s sake, she wouldn’t let that happen. InuYasha stood slightly dumbfounded by the force of her command. This was the same strength she had used against Sesshoumaru and if he did not stop her InuYasha would never get his way. Finally…reluctantly, InuYasha nodded and moved away, refusing to look Makoto in the eyes as she passed him.
After a few minutes they arrived at the forest Rin knew all too well. To the east she could hear the river rushing along its banks, carrying with it the memories of time past.
"Obasama?"
Rin stopped and looked back at her niece, who was trembling, though most likely not frhe che coolness of the night. She knew Makoto was confused but it was not yet time to explain.
"Makoto, pick up wood for a fire, we will be camping in here for a while," Rin ordered returning her attention to the woods before her.
"Yes, Obasama."
They walked slowly, Rin remembering the way while Makoto picked up various branches and sticks to use as kindling. The deeper they got into the forest the stronger the smell of death hung in the air, and if Rin could smell it then it must be quite overwhelming to Makoto’s demon sense. She showed no signs of noticing the stench, but her hands were full so she could not cover her nose even if she wanted to.
"Obasama, how much further are we going?"
Rin scanned the distance as best she could in the darkness and soon caught sight of the rotting barricade.
"Not much further at all. You see the fallen trees ahead?" Rin asked pointing through the darkness.
"Yes."
"When we arrive you are to go over and prepare a fire in the center of the clearing. I will climb over myself and join you."
"But, Obasama, I could easily come back and carry you over."
"Do not disobey me," she said as she sent an icy glare to her niece.
"Of course, Obasama. Forgive me."
Makoto quickened her pace and hurried to the barrier only to easily scale it and disappear over the top. Rin kept her slow pace, a part of her screaming for her to leave, to turn and run back to the safety of the castle…of Sesshoumaru. She kept on though, every step becoming heavier, each breath harder to take. Rin prayed she would never have to do this for Saraku, she wasn’t sure she could go through this twice. She wasn’t sure she could go through it once.
Rin looked up at the decaying trees that now were the only things blocking her path. Her hands firmly took hold of the dead bark, testing its strength before placing her weight on it. It took time, but Rin was able to climb to the top of the barrier and look over. Makoto waited patiently next to a growing fire. Rin slowly descended the other side and approached her.
"What is this place, Obasama. I don’t like it. It smells wrong," Makoto said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Rin ignored her question. "Go out and find a small tree, preferably fallen, though you can rip one up if you need to. It should be your height plus half. Once you have it return here."
"Obasama?"
"Do as I say!" Rin snapped.
Makoto nodded and sped over the trees and out of sight. Rin placed a hand over her chest and struggled to calm her pounding heart. If she was already reacting she wouldn’t be able to go through with her plan without breaking down.
You will do what you must to protect them.
Rin took a deep breath and focused her eyes on the fire. She would do what she needed to help her, no matter what it was, or how painful it might be…for either of them.
"Obasama?"
Rin was startled by Makoto’s voice near her. She had not heard her return. Next to Makoto was a rather small tree, obviously newly pulled up since dirt still clung to its roots. Rin walked a few paces from the fire and pointed to the ground in front of her.
"Place it here, roots up. Then stripe it of all its branches, but do not smooth out the trunk, leave the bark rough."
Makoto hesitated for a moment, but after a cold glare from Rin she complied. Her claws made quick work of the wood, no matter how thick it was, and soon all the limbs were in a haphazard pile near the fire. Rin came over and inspected the tree, stopping when the coarse trunk separated her from Makoto.
"Now, turn around and place your back against the tree, let your hands fall to your sides."
"Obasama, I don’t understand. What is it we are doing here?"
"Do as I say, Makoto."
Her eyes closed and she followed Rin’s orders, placing her silk covered back against the trunk and letting her arms dangle at her sides. Once she was sure Makoto could no longer see her Rin removed a length of rope from her sleeve and pulled Makoto’s arms back. She tied the rope to each wrist, binding the young woman to the tree. After taking a moment to harden herself Rin moved so that she looked Makoto in the eye.
"Why did you let me do that?" she asked, her voice emotionless.
"Obasama? I don’t understand?"
"It is a simple question. Why did you let me tie you up? Not only tie you up, but to a tree that you retrieved and cleared yourself. Why did you let me do so?"
"You told me to," Makoto whimpered.
"So just because I told you to you let me do something that you knew wasn’t right?"
"I have never doubted you before. I didn’t think you would do anything to me. You aren’t going to do anything to me, are you?"
"Does that matter now? You are no longer in a position to do anything."
"I…I could break the ropes," she stammered.
"Why haven’t you then?" Rin asked, moving in circles around the bound woman.
"I’m confused. I don’t understand what is happening! Why are you doing this? I want to leave!" Tears fell from Makoto’s golden eyes as she cried out.
"Then why don’t you leave? You say you can break the ropes yet you remain there. If you can why don’t you?" a note of sarcasm was beginning to grow in Rin’s voice.
"I’m scared! What is happening? Please, why are we here? What is this place? Why did you tie me up? Please, I want to leave!"
Rin grabbed Makoto’s neck from behind, pulling it tightly against the jagged bark. "We are not leaving for some time, so I suggest you become comfortable. We will remain here until I decide you are ready."
Quiet sobs escaped Makoto’s throat, but Rin did not loosen her grip. She hated to see her niece like this, but it was necessary. She released Makoto and walked back so the captive woman could see her.
"I will answer some of your questions though." Rin pulled her kimono loose and exposed the scar permanently marring her smooth neck. "Do you know what this is?"
Makoto nodded. "That is a demon’s mark. It is Ojisama’s claim making you his mate."
"That’s right. That is what it is, but that is not what it always was."
Makoto looked at Rin confused but remained silent.
"This place…this plague on the land. This is where I was marked. This is where I was forever taken from the person I cared the most for, tainted, claimed by the mark of another demon. A mark which once rested in the same place Sesshoumaru’s now does."
"You…you were marked by another?" Makoto asked shocked.
Rin walked to the fire and knelt down. "Not just marked, taken."
"You mean…"
"I was raped, several times before the demon lost interest in me."
"But…Otousan said you have been with Ojisama most of your life. How could another demon…do that?"
Rin waved her fingers over the flickering fire letting the waves of heat lap at her skin.
"I may have traveled with Sesshoumaru most of my life, but I was left alone at times, when he had other things to attend to. He protected me, yes, but I was only a human to him. I was a human whom he watched and took care of. He kept me clothed, stopped when I was hungry, let me sleep when I needed it, but we were not as we are now. The thought that he would hold me because he wanted to, and not because I was frightened never crossed my mind. The idea he may indeed want to do anything like that would have seemed ridiculous to me if someone had said it.’
"No, he cared for me, and, perhaps, slightly about me, but he was the Lord of the Western Lands and I was a human, and the Lord of the Western Lands was known to hate humans. I knew this and I knew that I somehow had become an exception to this rule. I was happy just traveling with him, I didn’t need anything more. I didn’t want nor need human companionship as long as he let me be with him."
Rin ripped her hand from above the fire and brought it to her che &qu "That is not necessary to know though. I was left alone and I was taken by two demons to this place. I was tied to a stake as you are now. I was given to be a toy to one of them."
Ototo, you can play, but don’t kill.
"As long as I didn’t die he could play with me in any way he wanted. He played very rough. He tried to drown me, burned me, beat me…he tore at my body in any way he could. He wanted to hear me scream. He loved to hear me scream. I, however, had refused to make a sound, which only increased his abuse.’
"When it became too much for me to handle I did the stupidest thing I could have. I struck him. That is when he raped me, and that is when I first screamed. Once he had raped me, nothing seemed real anymore. Torture I could take, it was just pain, something that can be healed and overcome, but that…you can’t imagine what kind of horror it is not only to be taken my a demon who enjoys causing pain, but to know that somehow you can never return to what you were. You will never be the person you were before, no matter what you do, because you are soiled and dirty."
Rin stared up at Makoto, an understanding expression on her face. "You almost did know, though. You almost let that man take you."
Makoto lowered her head and refused to answer.
"Tanshin told us what happened to you two as children. He was terrified when he found out you were hurt. He blamed himself." Rin hadn’t meant it but her tone had softened as she spoke of Tanshin.
"It isn’t his fault I am weak," Makoto sobbed. "If I could…stop myself from…from…"
Rin stood and approached the crying figure, taking Makoto’s chin into her hand so they looked at one another. "From what?" Rin asked in almost a whisper.
"From losing control. If I hadn’t lost control, this wouldn’t have happened."
"But what did you lose control of?"
"I couldn’t control my power. I became a monster."
Rin’s fingers tightened on Makoto’s face. "You have every right to fight and kill to protect yourself and those you love. There is no shame and no disgrace in that. It is better to kill in defense than submit to being a whore."
Tears wet Rin’s fingers.
"I didn’t want to submit. I wanted to leave. But…I couldn’t move. I tried, but I couldn’t. He told me to drop my clothes and I did. I didn’t want to though!"
Rin closed her eyes and leaned into an awkward embrace of her niece. "Why? Why can’t I move now? Why can’t I do something, anything? Why am I just standing here? Fight him. He’s just a human. Hit him. Kick him. Do something. Push away. Don’t let him do this. Stop it. Fight him."
Makoto stared in shock as Rin spoke the same words she had been thinking when Muchi attacked her, only they weren’t her words. "Obasama? How do you know…"
Rin pulled back and interrupted her. "Those were the words I kept thinking, the second time I was attacked."
"Second?"
"It took me almost an entire year before I could say I had some kind of life back. Nightmares haunted me, reminding me of this place, of this time, of the fact I was not pure. I was not worthy of being in Sesshoumaru’s company. I was nothing more than a whore! You can’t understand what it is like to stare into the face of the person you care for the most and not see him. To scream as he approaches and cry when he touches you because you see another person, a person whom you can never stop fearing.’
"It was not until the second attack that I realized the truth of many things. I realized I was still, even after all the time that had passed and all the work I had done, I was still under the control of my fear. He was human, nothing more than a drunken human, I could have done so much to run, free myself, even the slightest disturbance in the water would have brought Sesshoumaru running, yet I quietly submitted to him. My body was not mine to control, it was his, and he did."
"Did you get…did he…" Makoto was unable to finish her question.
"My fear was my ally that nighte coe commanded my body until he touched me. When I felt his hand on my body everything I had gone through came back to me and screamed with all the force I had in my body. Sesshoumaru came and within a second the man was dead, Sesshoumaru taking his body away. That did not lessen the fact that even though I had been trained to fight as to avoid such a situation, I just stood there.’
"I thought that showed my disgrace like nothing else, showed my human weakness. Do you consider that lack of control to be your weakness?"
"How can it be anything else?"
"What would you do to get rid of that weakness? You ran to us, to somewhere it wouldn’t matter, somewhere you could hide. Is that what you think should be done about it? Hide it away?"
"What else can I do? I can’t stop it. If I could I wouldn’t have let him near me!"
Rin face became completely serious. "You could do what I did. I tried to kill myself."
Makoto’s amber eyes widened. "You…you tried to kill yourself?"
"Unlike you, Sesshoumaru was the only thing I had. My family was long since dead. I was no more friendly with InuYasha than Sesshoumaru was at that time. There was nothing left for me to turn to, so I believed death was the only way out. A few seconds more and I would have succeeded, but he came and saved me. Still I believed I should not be with him. I was marked and no amount of healing in my body would convince me I didn’t belong to that demon. He had taken me from Sesshoumaru, so I had no right to be with him."
"Did you run away from him? Ojisama?"
Rin walked away from her niece and returned to the fire, tossing one of the broken branches in to keep it strong.
"I tried, but he wouldn’t let me. He forced me to stay there with him, and something much worse…he made me tell him what had happened to me. Even after all that time I had spent I had never spoken of my experience to him. I was afraid if he knew what had truly become of me he would realize how disgusting I was and send me away."
"But…you were going to leave anyway."
A melancholy smile crept across Rin’s face. "Leaving someone is a lot different than being sent away. Leaving you still have the idea that they may have some care for you. Being sent away you know there is nothing left. I desperately wanted to run before I was sent away. I couldn’t stand the idea of him hating me. Could you stand the idea of Tanshin rejecting you when you come begging for comfort?"
Makoto’s breath caught in her chest. "No."
"No, it is a horrible feeling, to be so completely rejected. But I wasn’t. He never did, even after I told him. He rejected the idea I was weak, tainted, and marked. He gave me the only thing that could bring me out of my self-hatred, acceptance. And he did that the only way he could, by marking me."
"He’ll…he’ll still accept me…even though I couldn’t stop Muchi?" Makoto asked, sobs breaking her voice.
A true smile graced Rin’s tired face. "That boy will return to you no matter what you do."
"But…it will happen again. I know it will. I can’t do anything. I will freeze again."
"Yes, you will. You will be a slave to your fear until you are able to stand against the one who causes it."
Makoto stared at Rin, a confused expression on her tear streaked face. "I have never seen you afraid. How…how did you stop being scared? How can you stand in this place and be so calm."
Rin started laughing. "What you see is just the surface. I hate this place with the very core of my being. Look at this."
She pulled away the collar of her kimono once again revealing the mark on her neck, only now her crimson blood stained the pale flesh. Rin placed her fingers into the red liquid and brought them to Makoto’s face.
"This mark bleeds to call out to my mate. It knows I shouldn’t be here. It knows I want to leave. It knows I don’t ever want to remember this time in my life ever again. It was the worst thing that ever happened to me. If Sesshoumaru had come with us he would have long ago caught the scent and taken me from this place. My mark bleeds to tell him when I need him, for whatever reason.’
"No, I hate this place, but I am able to withstand it for you. I am able to be here and tell you what happened to me, because I faced my demon and killed him."
"Ojisama didn’t kill him when he came for you?"
"Oh, Sesshoumaru killed both demons who took me, but I needed to kill my own demons. I had one more trial, so to speak, that I had to go through before I was able to be proud of myself, not only as a person, but as Sesshoumaru’s mate. I was cursed, to believe that all my life after the kidnapping was a dream, and I was still there, under the demon’s control. It was in that world that I was finally able to reclaim myself. I killed the demon in that cursed dream.’
"As hard as it was to suffer again, and to feel Sesshoumaru suffer, I needed that. I needed the chance to fight on my own and stand up to them no matter how scared I was. If I hadn’t, I would probably still be very afraid of the world."
"But…I can’t kill Muchi. I don’t want to."
"The point is not to kill Muchi, but to do without any restraint what you want. I had to kill that demon to reclaim my dignity and respect. It was what I not only needed, but I wanted to do. Do you want to remain tied to that tree?"
Makoto shook her head.
"Then free yourself. You said that you have the strength to."
Rin watched as a small understanding filled Makoto’s eyes. Her fingers stretched and strained to find the ropes binding her wrists. Within a few moments the once tight rope hung limply from her wrists, and finally fell to the ground. Makoto took a moment to rub her sore wrist before joining Rin at the fire to warm up her chilled body.
"Now, Makoto, what is it you want? Don’t care what anything else in the world thinks. What do you want?"
"It tot to go home."
"Is that all?"
The flames danced in Makoto’s eyes, giving them a powerful orange tint. "I don’t want to be afraid of Muchi anymore. I want to stand up to him, the way everyone else can."
"Anything more?"
"I never want to see him again."
"So how do you intend to do that? Only you can."
"I…I have to go back and face him. I have to go and tell everyone what really happened to me."
"He will be yours to choose punishment. What shall you give him?"
"Exile. Let the wild beasts choose his fate." There was a bitter sound in Makoto’s voice that Rin had never heard before.
"Then let us go," Rin said standing.
"Right now?"
"I wish to remain in this place no longer. Let’s go."
Rin headed to the barrier and began climbing without waiting for Makoto. She no longer needed to be there so she wanted out.
"Obasama! What about the fire?"
"Let it burn," Rin said without stopping her climb. "Let this cursed place burn."
She heard Makoto running behind her then felt a tug on her kimono and she was being lifted off the barrier and over in one swift move. Makoto smiled at her, once they were on the ground and knelt down slightly to let Rin climb on her back.
"I want to carry you away from here."
Rin nodded and allowed the young woman to bare her through the woods. Though Rin was taller than Makoto she didn’t seem to have any difficulty carrying her. Within a few minutes they were out of the woods and nearing the clearing next to the river where their escorts waited. The crescent moon was late in the sky and making its slow way down to the horizon to rest.
InuYasha and Touya were at the river’s edge, each holding tightly to Ahun’s reigns. That did little good once he caught sight of Rin, forcing free of both demons to come to his mistress. oto oto stopped and lowered Rin so she could comfort the beast. A peaceful smile formed as both heads wrapped around Rin pulling her in to their safety. InuYasha hurried to his daughter and pulled her into an equally protective embrace.
"Makoto, are you all right?" he asked with more than a tinge of worry in his voice.
"Yes, Otousan, I am much bettew.&qw." Makoto pulled back so she could look him in the eyes. "I want to go home, Otousan."
"Makoto? You’re sure?"
"Completely. I will go back and tell them what happened."
While father and daughter talked Touya approached Rin still held by her worried steed.
"Rin-sama, you were bleeding," he said quietly, as to not interrupt InuYasha and Makoto.
"No need to worry. This is why Sesshoumaru couldn’t come. I would like to go home now, though. I am very tired."
Without warning a pair of strong arms wrapped around Rin’s neck, quiet sobs next to her ear.
"Thank you, Obasama."
Rin returned her niece’s embrace and gently stroked her black hair. "Why do you cry?"
"For you."
Rin slowly pushed Makoto away and smiled. "I have long since shed all the tears that should be for me. There is no need for you to cry."
Makoto wiped her face with the back of her hand and nodded. "Still, thank you, Obasama."
Rin embraced the girl one more time before letting her return to her father. InuYasha placed an arm around Makoto and looked over to Rin.
"Will you send Kagome and Tanshin back once you get to the castle?"
"They are already on their way back. I told Sesshoumaru I would not leave until Makoto agreed to return so there was no more reason for them to stay."
Makoto looked at Rin surprised. "You knew you could make me agree?"
"Like I said, I wasn’t going to let you not."
Rin said goodbye and gave InuYasha and Makoto a short bow before mounting Ahun and heading back to the castle. Touya kept watch below her. Rin knew it would take hours to return home, but even though her body was screaming for rest, Rin kept focused on the passing land, Ahun, or Touya…anything to keep her awake.
As Rin’s exhausted body finally began to fall into the uneasy exhaustion that had been threatening to claim her, she felt one of Ahun’s heads gently nudge her side. In the distance the castle was quickly growing across the horizon, though as she watched something felt amiss. The closer they got the easier it was for Rin to figure out what was wrong with the castle. There was no one there. No servants could be seen anywhere near the castle. The only person on the grounds was her mate, patiently waiting at the front gate.
Ahun made a steady descent to the field before the castle, Touya hurrying to meet them as they landed. Sesshoumaru was walking towards them as Rin dismounted and stretched, slightly stiff after the long trip. Touya bowed as Sesshoumaru arrived and gave him an acknowledging nod.
"Touya, take Ahun to the eastern fields then you may return to the village."
Without a word Touya bowed again and left with the tired beast in tow. Rin watched for a moment as they walked away, shielding her eyes from the sun already burning down across the land. An almost unbearable concern was scorching the mark on her neck forcing her to wait and calm herself.
"Rin."
She struggled a weak smile to Sesshoumaru and stopped him from asking any questions yet. "Where are the pups, and the servants?"
His hand was placed firmly against her back, gently helping her move to the castle. Rin’s breathing was long and labored as she walked.
"I sent the pups to InuYasha’s village accompanied by Saka and the two humans."
"And the servants?"
Sesshoumaru’s hand slid down to her waist and supported part of her weight as Rin’s paced slowed.
"They have been sent to the village until I call for them."
"So, we have the whole castle to ourselves?"
Rin entered and waited as Sesshoumaru closed the door behind them.
"That’s correct."
Before he was completely turned towards her, Rin slammed against his torso, grabbing furiously at his white haori. Silent sobs ravished her trembling body and tears of exhaustion wet the smooth fabric her face was buried in. Nothing felt as wonderful as just having him hold her. Somehow time seemed to stop for Rin when his strong arm wrapped around her small body and kept her close. She didn’t need anything else, just that.
Sesshoumaru quickly complied with Rin’s desire, his arm crossing the length of her shoulders to take her arm into his hand. She felt a small tug on her kimono as the silk was slowly pulled away from her neck to expose the scarlet stained mark. Sesshoumaru’s head leaned down near her own, his white bangs brushing the side of her face.
"I should have been with you," he said as his index finger swept over her bloodied skin.
"You would have come when you smelled my blood. It took time before I was able to make her understand." Rin’s voice trembled as she spoke, though her sobs were dying down.
"I hate the smell of your blood."
His finger made another pass over the mark, picking up some of the dried blood in the process. Rin knew he wanted her to clean it off but she would have given up the world just to remain standing in his protective embrace. She buried her face into the fur along his shoulder and pulled herself tighter against him.
"Please…please just let me stay here. Please."
He did nothing to remove her from him, but she could feel the disgust in him. It wasn’t at her, or even the blood, but the idea the blood suggested, that she was hurt. He despised that thought and so he hated to see or smell her blood. Knowing this, Rin’s body froze in shock as she felt Sesshoumaru’s head lower to her neck and slowly lick her mark clean. The simple, if unexpected, action calmed her shaking form and she turned her head so the side of her face rested against his chest. Rin’s eyes drifted closed as she listened to his strong, stead heartbeat.
"I…am so tired," she said in an almost inaudible whisper.
"Then rest," Rin heard him say as her mind released her, "I will remain with you."
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Saraku sat on the ground next to Tanshin as they waited on the outskirts of the village for Makoto and InuYasha to return. She wasn’t too fond of waiting, but Tanshin seemed really worried and she didn’t think he needed to be upset anymore. The sun had already risen and Saraku had gone through her morning exercise as well as her sparring with Seto, who was currently being entertained by Saka and Kagome. They couldn’t hide the recent events from Saraku, she was old enough to know when her cousin has been hurt, though they did refuse to explain it all.
Their hiding the truth wasn’t really what had made Saraku mad. The fact that somehow this related to her mother and no one would tell her, that made her mad. Rin was her mother and she had ever right to be concerned with her, especially with the way Sesshoumaru had been acting at the castle and his refusal for her to leave. Try as they might Saraku knew where to go if she wanted to listen in on a conversation in the castle. Of course she had only caught the end of that discussion since the servants had been quite adamant about following her, Sesshoumaru’s doing no doubt. What she was sure of was that something very important about her mother was not being told to her and Saraku didn’t like it at all.
Tanshin’s body fell back against the ground in an undignified thump. His eyes closed and it was obvious to anyone who looked at him that he was completely exhausted.
"Tanshin, why don’t you get some sleep, I will know if they are coming before you will anyway. I’ll keep watch."
His black hair slid through the tall blades of grass as he shook his head. "I want to be awake when she arrives."
"I’ll wake you up. You can still be awa…" Saraku stopped as a faint, but familiar scent reached her nose.
Tanshin bolted up and stared at her, hope gleaming in his dull eyes. "Do you smell something?"
She nodded. "I believe it is them, perhaps a mile away, maybe more since we are downwind."
The young man stood and brushed the grass from his legs while Saraku opted to remain sitting. It would be just as boring for her standas ias it would sitting so she saw no point in getting up yet. Tanshin found one though, and he began pacing back and forth, the grass wearing down beneath his sandled feet. Every minute or so Tanshin would ask how far they were and Saraku was very glad she saw Makoto and InuYasha approaching since she was ready to hit him if he asked one more time.
Makoto was walking in front of her father; her face as tired as Tanshin’s though she looked different than normal, more determined. Tanshin’s feet took a step forward, then leaned back, only to move forward again. He couldn’t seem to make up his mind if he wanted to run up to her or away. In the end he simply stood where he was, staring at Makoto’s approaching form.
Makoto, however, showed no hesitation and once she saw him sprung into a run crashing her body into his. Her arms wrapped around his neck as they both fell to the ground, Tanshin taking the force of the fall. He didn’t care though, and he quickly returned her embrace.
"I’m sorry," she said as they both struggled to sit up.
Tanshin looked at her confused. "For what?"
"For making you worry. For everything."
"I’m just happy you came back home."
Tanshin caught sight of InuYasha coming up from behind Makoto and quickly looked towards the village, a crimson color forming in his cheeks. "Kagome has been worried about you. We had better get back to the village."
Saraku was already confused by Tanshin’s action, but when Makoto lowered her eninening face she was getting annoyed. Why were they acting stupid now when they were so happy just a moment before? Saraku sighed and stood up, brushing the grass from her black pants. Whatever the reason she doubted she would understand it, they acted too weird together.
"Chibiko," InuYasha called to Saraku earning him an annoyed growl. "Go ahead of us and have Kagome call out the headman and the bastard. She knows who I mean."
&quoknowknow who you mean," Saraku scoffed.
It took no more than a minute for her to reach Kagome’s house and explain what was happening. Kagome quickly took hold of the situation and hurried off to the headman’s home with Shinryo following to make sure Muchi didn’t try anything foolish. As people began to see Makoto in the fields the entire village seemed to come alive in the streets to watch the scene about to take place.
Seto kept close to Saraku as Kagond tnd the headman led Muchi to the edge of the village. His upper face was bandaged, leaving only a slit for his eyes, and his left arm hung limply in a sling. Everyone seemed to be present by the time Makoto arrived with Tanshin and InuYasha at her sides. The headman took a deep breath before stepping before Makoto.
"Makoto, my son claims you attacked him without provocation and then ran off. Is this true?"
Makoto’s golden eyes locked on Muchi in a defiant glare. "No, it is not. He came to me while I bathed and attempted to rape on me. I attacked only to protect myself. I ran because I was afraid."
Terror filled Muchi’s face as the headman lowered his head in a sad sigh.
"You aren’t going to believe this demon bitch over me, are you?"
All eyes narrowed on the injured man while anger and hate hung thickly in the air. The headman shook his head but didn’t look to his son, instead he returned his gaze to Makoto.
"To even try and commit such an act on you is unforgivable. I give you the choice of his punishment."
"You can’t be serious!" Muchi cried, fear overwhelming his already putrid scent.
No one paid him any attention; their focus was on the young woman who slowly approached Muchi. Makoto had a deadly expression on her face, which appeared sinister as she cracked a small smirk.
" Ru Run as far as you can and never return to this village. I offer your fate up to the wild beasts and bandits that roam the lands. But never let me see your face again."
With that said Makoto turned away and left the man standing dumbfounded. The headman walked to his son.
"I am sorry, but you must leave as soon as possible. You may take some food and a few things of value to barter with, but you must leave immediately."
Muchi looked at his father with disgust. "I don’t want any sympathy from those who would choose half-breeds over their own. Keep your shit, that’s all it is to me."
"As you wish," the headman said sadly and he moved away from his son. "Go now and never return to this village."
Muchi glared as well as he could beneath his bandages before walking through the parting crowd and down the path leading out of the village.
Saraku could barely contain her rage. He was going to live! He hurt Makoto and he was going to live! He deserved to die. He hurt one of her kin. That meant he should die!
Saka came up behind her and Seto and placed a hand on each of their shoulders. "Come in you two. Saraku, you haven’t eaten anything yet today, come and get some food."
Seto pulled at Saka’s blue hair and motioned to be picked up, which she quickly complied with. Saraku reluctantly followed them into Kagome’s house. Makoto had gone to her room to finally get some sleep so everyone was quiet, though Saraku could tell she wasn’t the only one displeased at the punishment Muchi had been given. Even though she tried to stop it Saraku’s anger was seeping into her scent, and finally InuYasha turned to her.
"Chibiko, why don’t you go to the lake and take a bath. You reek."
"InuYasha," Kagome cried in a low voice, "that was uncalled for."
"You can’t smell her like I can."
Seto, who sat next to his sister, gave Saraku an exaggerated sniff and covered his nose. "Aneue smells bad."
She glared down at the small boy and pointed her chopsticks at him. "You aren’t any better. Have you bathed since we sparred this morning?"
Seto rolled his eyes slightly and thought. "Nope," he answered, shaking his head and sending his white hair flying.
Saka smiled at the two siblings. "Why don’t I take you both to the lake once you finish eating, Saraku-sama."
The young hanyou put her bowl down, resting the chopsticks atop it, and stretched. "I’m not too hungry, why don’t we just go."
"As you wish, Saraku-sama."
Saka retrieved their bath supplies before picking Seto up and exiting with Saraku following behind. If she hadn’t been so angry Saraku would have enjoyed the peacefulness of the day. She, however, was angry and wanted to sulk in it for sometime. Seto watched her from over Saka’s shoulder, a questioning expression on his face.
"Aneue, why are you mad?"
"Because that bastard got off too easy."
Saka turned and glared at her. "Saraku-sama, please don’t use that language in front of your brother."
"Bastard!" Seto imitated.
Saraku suppressed the growl in her throat. "I’ll say it if I want to. He is a bastard!"
"Bastard!" Seto cried out laughing.
"Seto!" Saraku yelled, quickly quieting the boy. She softened her tone. "Do not repeat that word. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
He smiled at her expectantly and she couldn’t help but give in. Saraku raised one of her hands and sighed.
"Come on."
Seto beamed as he quickly freed himself of Saka and hurried to Saraku’s side, her hand holding his shoulder while they walked. Within a few minutes they reached the lake and Saka hurried to help Seto undress while Saraku began untying her scythes from her waist. They had ended up attaching the two blades to the ends of a long chain, which was carefully tied at the front of her waist. The knot was notily ily undone by accident, but quickly untied when one knew how, making it ideal for her.
Saraku stared at her weapons lying on the ground, the sunlight heating not just the metal, but Saraku’s hatred. To her side she heard Seto entering the lake.
"Saraku-sama, hurry up now."
She didn’t move though, her hands resting at the tie of her red sash. Without another moment’s hesitation Saraku turned Saka. "I will be back."
"Saraku-sama, you should not go off on your own."
This time Saraku allowed her growl to be heard. "I am Sesshoumaru’s daughter and you will not question me. I am capable of taking care of myself, so when I say I will be back I expect there to be no argument. Now, I am going."
She didn’t wait for a response only turned and ran into the trees knowing Saka couldn’t follow and leave Seto alone. She lifted her nose to the wind and quickly caught the scent of her prey. She took to the trees and swiftly leapt from branch to branch, each step bring her closer to what she knew was right. Finally, she saw it; the wounded form surprisingly far from the village considering it had only a human’s strength.
Saraku passed the wretch and waited for it to approach the tree she hid in. Both eyes gleamed in anticipation. Just as the injured creature was about to pass her, Saraku jumped down and blocked its path.
From its throat came a sound that Saraku could only guess was meant to be threatening. "Bitch, get out of my way."
Saraku laughed, being sure to bare her deadly fangs to her prey. "You do not give me orders."
The creature grumbled something unintelligible and tried to push her away with its one good arm but Saraku easily matched its strength. Her claws dug into the monster’s wrist causing it to cry out in pain.
"Get out of here. I have my punishment."
Saraku’s gold eye shimmered with amusement. "Indeed, your fate has been given to the wild beasts that roam the land."
She tightened her grip before pushing the creature to the ground, her claws tearing trough the flesh on its hand as it fell. The scent of fear surrounded her prey.
"But, unlike my cousin, I have no problem becoming a wild beast."
Saraku pounced onto the fiend, claws ripping at its cloth covered flesh as it tried desperately to free itself from her grasp. She yanked it back, holding its shoulders with her claws and bit into its neck. Blood splashed over her face and clothes as the creature screamed for the last time. Its body lay motionless on the ground, paling as blood pooled beneath it. For the first time Saraku left a hunt without collecting on her prey. The idea of consuming the foul monster was sickening to her.
She hurried back to the lack, a small trail of blood left on the branches she ran along. As Saraku entered the lake clearing Saka looked upon her bloodied appearance with little shock.
"I see you went hunting, Saraku-sama," she said, almost disdainfully.
"I did."
"And you caught your prey?"
"Indeed."
"And what was your prey, might I ask?"
Saraku smiled broadly, licking her fangs clean of the creature’s blood. "Justice."
Saka returned her attention to the small boy in the lake who looked confused by his sister now covered in, and reeking of, fresh blood.
"Aneue, why do you smell worse now? We came here to smell better."
"I know, but I had to take care of something first. We can never let anyone get away with hurting one of our kin." Seto still seemed confused so Saraku smiled even brighter. "Don’t worry, you’ll understand when you’re older."
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DONE! That damn scene is finally done! Ok, how many expected Saraku to be the one to kill Muchi? Show of hands. Oh well, this is important for her character later on, if you didn’t already guess that.
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Also, if you would like a break from the seriously screwed up dark stories try a seriously screwed up fun one! My neechan and I have finally put up our calibration story which is nothing at all like this. It is funny and meant to amuse. Set in Ayame’s shop (Fruits Basket) the world of anime will never be the same. Did you know the characters aren’t just given their clothes. My no, each is hand made to their exact specifications by none other than Ayame and Tomoyo (Card Captor Sakura). Major crossover! First customers are Vash the Stampede (Trigun) and InuYasha! Come read and Review that as well. It is under my favorites if you are lazy, just click my name and you will find it. Seductive Snake’s Shop of Secrets authored under the name Flaming Duck. Have fun!
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