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My Lord Sesshomaru	By : LittleToxic Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Rin > Sessh?maru/Rin Views: 6821 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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  A week had passed and in that week Rin and Yuna’s friendship continued to develop into sisterly love. Everyday Rin tried to forget that soon after the Seikatsu Festival they would depart the Waterdog Kingdom and a little piece of her heart would remain with Yuna.
After her solitary training, Rin sat down on the soft knoll that overlooked the forest meadow, where she and Yuna had shared their secrets. Her chest was still heaving and her bangs were pasted on her forehead. Rin admired the way the clouds drifted across the sky and the way the wind brushed around her, cooling off her heated skin. She was propped on her elbows with her legs sprawled in front of her, under a satin adorned cherry Hakama. She closed her eyes to hear the chirping of the birds and the shushed rustling of the grass around her when Lord Sesshomaru came to her mind. She was avoiding him. Deciding not to join dinner with him and the other demons of the main castle. Would he noticed her missing presence?
She will never be strong…
Why had those words hurt her? Rin wasn’t sure what she was expecting to gain by avoiding him, an apology? An apology from him only because he wanted to keep her safe from harm’s way? It sounded ridiculous the more she thought about it, but she had been helpless for so long, so dependent on Sesshomaru that she had never thought about what would happen if one day he wasn’t beside her. When she was a child she followed him blindly, never thinking about the future, but now the future was all she could think about…the future between the both of them. If there was truly one to begin with...
Can I survive in this world without you my lord?
Her chest tightened at the thought oblivious of how Yuna sneaked up on her. When Rin opened her eyes she uttered a squeak. Yuna’s looked down at her with a cheerful smile, “I got some good news for you Rin”
Rin frowned, “Yuna stop sneaking up on me like that.”
Yuna laughed and held out her hand, “You were day dreaming again. It is not my fault you didn’t hear me.”
Rin took her outstretched hand and pulled herself up from the mushy floor and stretched her arms up in a satisfying ahhh, “What’s the good news?”
“Suikito agreed to help you train.”
Rin’s eyebrows puckered, “No way, not him.”
“Well not one of General Nobuhito’s sons’ wishes to….. what was it they said?,” Yuna held her chin and looked up at the sky as Rin shook her hair free from her ponytail, “Waste their time training a pathetic human...”
“I get it.” Rin told her ignoring her mocking tone. She picked up her Kusarigama and wrapped it around her hips. She had gradually controlled her weapons ability to morph, shrinking and extending it to her will, but it was easy to fight with trees when they couldn’t hit her back.
“Plus if anyone can help you is Suikito.” Yuna continued as they made their way back to the guest shiro. “He knows a lot about demon metal.”
Rin knew that perfectly well, but she wasn’t sure if she could handle his haughtiness any more than an hour. They walked down the knoll towards A-Un, one head eating a daisy and the other one looking up at her.
“What does he want in return?” Rin asked
Yuna elbowed her playfully, “Nothing that involves you that is for sure”
Rin cringed at the obvious innuendo in her voice, “Oh Kami, Yuna.”
                                                                       *****
            The following morning Rin and Yuna returned from the hot springs just as the sun showed its face between the clouds and the first orange waves restored life back to the kingdom. They entered Rin’s room with fine yukatas over their damp bodies.
“We must hurry and get ready, Rin, so you can eat and meet up with Suikito.”
Rin nodded smoothing out stubborn wet hairs that stood up on their own accord. The moment Rin placed her foot on the tatami floor of her room she knew there was something wrong. Someone had been in here. Her closet was wide opened and completely ransacked.
Jaken!
Ignoring the rest of the things that Yuna said Rin ran to the closet. Her kimono were all bunched up to one side, her tattered demon slayer outfit along with them. They were gone. Her scythes were gone!
“What’s wrong Rin?!” Yuna asked with uneasiness in her voice kneeling by her side
“I can’t find my Kusarigama.”
The words came out faintly, but soon she simmered with rage remembering when Jaken had tried to drag them out of here a couple of days ago and she had told him that if Lord Sesshomaru wanted them so much he could come and get them himself.
She had instantly regretted her outburst but he had come. No doubt that it was him, and he didn’t care that she knew. Who else would be able to carry her weapon that easily? That gossiping little imp! Ever since Sarnas, Jaken didn’t keep anything to himself anymore.
Rin stood up going past Yuna who called after her confused, “Where are you going, Rin?!”
“To get my weapon.” She said firmly and let out a long deep breath and pushed her shoulders back. “Stay here” she ordered without turning to her and went out towards Sesshomaru’s room. She just hoped he was there.
            Rin went up the stairs that led to the fifth floor, each time getting closer to him and with each step Rin tried to gather her courage. She didn’t need him, she tried to convince herself. She didn’t need Lord Sesshomaru’s permission to carry what was given to her, and what she rightfully owned.
Without knocking and her anger fueling her actions she entered his room. She ignored his overpowering presence and his stare that fell on her immediately like needles while he disrobed in front of his closet. His room similar to hers but much more spacious.
“Where is it?!” She asked tightening her muscles and not backing down from his hardened stare.
“You forget your manners, Rin” he said sharply turning towards her, revealing the hard of his body contoured beautifully with godlike strength. Giving her the view of those deep lines above his hips where his hakama clung dangerously low on his outrageously trim body.
Rin tried focus her eyes past his naked chest and the demon markings that decorated the sides of his build. She took a tentative step back as he sauntered towards her, their gazes locking. If she was his enemy the way he looked at her would have warned her to run for her life.
“I know you took it.”
She heard herself saying, trying to calm down that small rush of fear and the knot that began forming in the pit of her stomach. And when his 6’ feet something, immense stature, was just one inch away from her, she took in a sharp breath.
“I did take it and I’ve disposed of it.” He stared down at Rin and pinned her with an unreadable, intense gaze. The arrogance in his voice made her angrier. She looked up into those golden orbs that dared her to do something about it.
“You have no right!”
She regretted the words as soon as they exited her mouth as his eyes narrowed to slits at her words where she could see the magenta markings on his eyelids in their full bloom. She knew if she had been anyone else she would be struck dead for even raising her voice at Lord Sesshomaru.
His jaw ticked in hidden irritation but his apathetic look remained as he distanced himself from her. He gave her his back where his long torso and squared shoulders were revealed to her. Foolish girl. How many time had he bled for her? Indulged her? Risked himself for her? Stepped on his pride! He had every right to educate her, punish her and teach her where her place was in the world. He had every right to take anything away that would put her in danger. He should have disposed of that weapon when he had the chance, but he had made the mistake to believe that Rin had learned her lesson.
“Defiance does not become you, Rin.”
The words came out coldly and his dangerous tone made goosebumps cover her skin. Before she could think of anything to say his speed and strength froze her. A startled gasp escaped her throat when she felt him behind her. She held her breath as he grabbed her hair in an almost gentle gesture and placed it over her shoulder and then unable to protest he sliced the back of her bath yukata.
The thin fabric was close to exposing her breasts, but she caught it quickly with a hitched breath. She could feel his wrath radiating from him, his power, his darkness...
He had slit the dainty fabric just enough to see her peach colored shoulder blades and the thin pink scars that decorated her back as if someone had splashed ink on her. The jagged lines were faded but still noticeable and they stopped where the cleft of her behind begun. His sharp claws traced the scars like a stick tracing sand and for a moment Sesshomaru remembered how her skin had tasted against his tongue, “Have you forgotten already that you almost died a third time?”
He felt her entire body shake against him. He could sense that minute fear thumbing through her as well as that fire of defiance he felt urged to extinguish, “Have you?!”
She jumped at his low foreboding tone
“No.” She answered. It was almost a whisper.
“This is the reward you gained for the foolishness of your actions. Next time I might not be able to protect you, Rin.”
“I am not asking you too. I am not a child anymore Lord Sesshomaru!” She blurted that out louder than she had expected and she felt him stiffen behind her. One of his claws pressed hard against her soft skin.
Lord Sesshomaru walked past her with fury bottling inside him. She was right. She was no longer a child. She was so much easier to handle when she was a child and her defiance, and refusal to see what was good for her was flaring the need to exert his authority over her, but fighting with a woman was beneath him. If that was what Rin wanted he would indulge her. Hadn’t he done that for so many years already? His eyes grew cold and distant as he raked his fingers through his silken hair. He flung the doors of his closet open and called out for Jaken who had been eavesdropping and had heard everything.
She finally gathered the courage in that tense silence to look towards him, hoping for some other reaction than his silence, but he began inserting his toned arms into a white kimono not even looking at her. Why did Rin feel so rotten? Almost as if she had betrayed him?
Jaken entered with a lump in his throat and grabbed Rin from the hem of her shredded yukata. All Rin could do is look over at Lord Sesshomaru who resumed his tasks as if they hadn’t conversed at all. She allowed Jaken to pull her out the room feeling worse than when she arrived. They were already on the third floor when Jaken told her,
“Why can’t you be satisfied with what Lord Sesshomaru offers you? You’re lucky he didn’t draw you in half with that loud mouth of yours. Why did he even bother to find someone to teach you proper etiquette when you have a death wish” he sighed indignantly.
When they reached the first level Yuna was already waiting for her with concern in her features that intensified when she saw her tattered Yukata.
“What do you wish to prove, Rin?” Jaken continued as Yuna grabbed Rin’s hand and she continued clutching her Yukata to her chest, “If you are trying to get back at him by calling you weak…”
Jaken’s voice became indistinct. Rin stopped listening and she didn’t answer. All she felt was an emptiness inside her and the beat of her own heart. She had hurt him. She was sure of it.
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            Rin combed her hair up in a ponytail, dressed in an elegant hakama and kimono. Even if she did not have her weapon anymore she would still train. She hadn’t practiced her hand-to-hand combat since she was with Kohaku and a little rerun wouldn’t kill her. She had so much stored energy to release. All the training it had taken her to get her blades and they were gone…
Lowering to strap her boots under the hakama and determination powering her, she exited the guest room to see the familiar shiny blades leaning against the railing, unharmed. Her brows met in confusion as the rays of the sun rebounded from its blades.
Yuna exited her room in cue already dressed as well and ran towards the unmissable weapon, “He sent it back to you?”
Rin nodded slowly, yet she didn’t feel any joy at seeing it there. What did it mean? Why had he returned it to her? Rin felt all the questions swarm around in her head and they frightened her.
            Suikito waited for them in the spacious part of the forest meadow where Rin had made it her training ground. There were plenty of more suitable places to train Rin, but he wanted to be away from the prying eyes of the kingdom. The breeze picked up his hair which was noticeably down, sweeping behind his steel gray hakama and kimono that made his cerulean eyes even lighter. As soon as he saw them descending down that secret-sharing knoll a smirk plastered on his face.
“Don’t you both look lovely together?” Suikito said with a naughty gleam in his eyes.
Rin ignored him removing her weapon and standing the blades by the trunk of a tree and soon Yuna sat beside it, eager and nervous to spectate Suikito and Rin’s lesson.
Suikito circled Rin as his intense eyes, eyed her little by little. Rin stiffened and watched him carefully, throwing dubious glances at Yuna. But the way he circled her now was different from the awkward time they had shared here. He seemed focused now with an arm over his chest and the other one holding his chin.
Her hair out of the way? Done. She had it in high ponytail that fell behind her. An outfit that allows suitable movement? Done. Armor to protect weak spots? None. Unfortunately all her weakest areas were exposed and in a move she didn’t expect Suikito tried to kick her feet from under her. Rin jumped away before he reached her, but Suikito was much faster and soon his knee made contact with Rin’s stomach.
Rin fell to her knees in a gasping cry. Her vision blurred and black blotches overtook the natural scenery around her. The pain was intolerable and it left her wheezing for breath like a fish out of water.
Yuna ran to her while Rin gripped the grass under her hands. With every gasp she attempted to cough, saliva escaping the corners of her mouth.
“What the hell are you doing, Suikito?!” Yuna raged as she leaned over to rub Rin’s back when she began to hurl.
Suikito crouched in front of an agonizing Rin ignoring Yuna’s words “Am I supposed to be easy on you because you are human? You come to train with me and you don’t have any protective gear on, very rookie of you, sweet Rin. Your enemy won’t take pity on you and neither will I.”
Suikito didn’t want to admit that he kind of enjoyed to see Rin in pain. A little vengeance on his part for what that Daiyoukai had done to his sister.
“B-Bastard!” Rin slurred to the ground as Yuna clenched her teeth at the smirk lifting the corner of his mouth. She would kill him tonight!
Suikito grinned at his livid beloved, “She’ll be fine, Yuna. But I am afraid this lesson ended before it began. See you tomorrow, Rin.”
Suikito reached to rub Rin’s head in farewell when Rin lunged at him but he stepped to his side as Rin crumbled on her knees once more. Yuna determined to avenge her friend, rushed to him with her hand up to slap that smirk off his stupid face, but he dodged it too and flew up in the air with a chuckle escaping his lips, “My, my, aren’t you both such ill-tempered ladies. Tsk, tsk, not very ladylike.”
Yuna cursed at him and glared at him until he disappeared into the sky.
                                                                   *****
            After that time in the meadow Rin never went to Suikito without her demon plates covering her stomach and all other weak parts of her body, but it didn’t mean that she didn’t return back to the guest shiro without looking like villagers had beaten her around. Suikito was merciless and relentless. But as a week let to another she began to see noticeable differences in her Kusarigama and her hand-to-hand combat. At night she meditated to connect with its demonic power and soon she was able to morph it rapidly in training into various distinctive forms. During those weeks of training she knew that Jaken came to spy on her and she didn’t doubt that Lord Sesshomaru knew what was going on. She attempted to go to apologize to him various times, but she didn’t want him to look at the bruises on her face that her kimono wasn’t able to hide like it did the ones on her body.
Although the she was able to dodge the strikes Suikito threw towards her face a lot easier now, today was not one of those days and one of her eyes was shut closed and her bottom lip looked like she had kissed a beehive. She walked rapidly towards her room just as the sun began to set, the dim orange glow a spotlight in the open hall of the guest shiro when Lord Sesshomaru walked towards her, heading to the main castle. She quickly looked down to the ground and pretended to sneeze, cupping her hands over her face. Her fake sneezing continued, unaware at the way Lord Sesshomaru narrowed her eyes at her as he passed her, “Have a good day, my lord” she greeted followed by a loud fake sneeze.
Rin bit her lip in triumph when he walked past her without a single word, but her triumph was short lived when he called her name.
“Rin” Lord Sesshomaru was the only one that could silence her by simply saying her name.
“My lord?” She responded without turning to face him, but she heard his heavy steps walking her direction. She could feel the strong demonic aura he oozed and a chill went down her spine when he pulled her arms from her face and turned her. Rin attempted to look down but strong fingers quickly held her chin and forced her to look up at him. One of her chocolate eyes shut closed, the cheek swollen.
“He did this to you?” There was threat in his voice and he didn’t allow her to respond because he knew. He grabbed her wrist in a tight grip and pulled her towards her room dragging her so fast she could hardly keep up. Once in the room, he practically pushed her towards the middle of it and when she met his eyes she saw rage flash across his stoic features with such power that it scared her.
            He felt an indescribable rage at seeing Rin beat up in front of him. His possession, his protectiveness gnawing at his insides. He should leave her. She had brought this on herself with her insistence. Another consequence of her irrational thinking. Instead his rage lessened when he told her,
“You remind me of the time we met. Except you look much worse.”
Where did you get those bruises?
Heat warmed Rin’s cheeks and a smile formed on her swollen mouth at the memory, “I remember like it was yesterday, my lord.”
Rin swore she saw concern in those golden depths, that memory opening more inside her. She went near him closing any distance between them, “You looked so beautiful under that tree and you were so hurt. I wanted to do everything in my power to help you. That I even took a beating to get water and fish for you.”
His eyes bore into her as he brushed the back of his fingers against her swollen cheek. Her face lighting up at the memories. She nuzzled against his touch and closed her eyes, wrapping her arms over his forearm, “Do you remember that time when you came to visit me on my twelfth birthday, my lord?”
“Yes” he said quietly. His gaze lingered over the long of her neck exposed to him while his hand cupped the side of her face.
She smiled against him remembering how she laid her head on his lap in the flower meadow back in Edo, “You asked me if was getting accustomed to the village and if anyone was bullying me. You told me that whenever I needed you, when I was in danger to call on you. That you would come to me immediately if I just spoke your name and that if I couldn’t speak that I could whistle, with my fingers if I had too” *
Her voice grew passionate the more she said his words back at him and he felt a warmth travel through him and when she opened her eyes and smiled up at him, he almost felt his heart shatter.
“You told me that no matter the distance you would come flying to me.”
“Then why do you insist in doing this to yourself?” There was no iciness in his voice anymore and his thumb brushed over her swollen lip, “is my protection no longer enough for you, Rin?”
He pinned her with his intense gaze awaiting her answer to a question that he asked himself more than once. She knew that this great demon wasn’t one to ever show vulnerability, but Rin could hear the sincerity in his voice and she answered with her heart, “I will always need your protection my lord. I just wanted to prove to myself that I could do it. That I can live in a world without you…”
Again Rin was witness to those rare moments where Sesshomaru put his walls down. Her words struck him.
“Without me…” The words exited his mouth without registering in his mind. That is when the colossal significance of the human that stood before him weighed down on him. That is when Lord Sesshomaru knew that HIS world wouldn’t be complete without her and despite his pride, he was willing to admit in the darkness of his thoughts and his heart that he was falling in love with Rin, with her determination, her kindness, even her defiance….
Rin had always been special, but his ego would not let him see that Rin had power over him and when child-Rin turned into a woman before him, her power over him had grown.
The need to possess her gunned inside him again. He wanted her, he wanted to exert his dominance over her, as her alpha, as her mate….
There is no life without you…
He paled at his own thoughts and before his logical side had anything to say, he pulled Rin into his arms and placed his lips over hers.
It was a just a taste, and awkward affection of her first kiss. He felt her weaken against him, her knees buckling. Rin’s eye was wide open unable to believe what was happening. Her heart jumped in her chest as she felt Sesshomaru’s toned arms wrap around her and when the shock of his gentle kiss, mindful of her wounds, subsided a hunger grew inside her. The sandalwood smell of him…
She was so open to him, so giving. Wrapping her arms around his neck, her lips parted welcoming Sesshomaru’s warm tongue into hers. She allowed Sesshomaru to press his hard body against her, to pin her against the wall and in that moment she was thankful he wasn’t wearing that bulky armor because she could feel every hard line of his. She was completely trapped against the wall, trapped against his rigid body that towered over her.
Never in his life had he touched a human as he was doing now. She was so fragile, so soft. He should be ashamed, he should be angry to allow his instincts to take over him, but he was wasn’t. All he could think of was the pleasure of exploring Rin’s lips, of tasting her succulent neck, and when Rin moaned and her fingers curled against his back at the new sensations. He growled. He had controlled himself around her for so long that he feared to lose control and with each caress, he found himself wanting more and more of Rin.
AN: Finally!!!!!!! Overall, I was happy with this chapter. We know that Rin has spent most of her life with Lord Sesshomaru so their relationship is established and we all know that Lord Sesshomaru has soft spot for Rin, so this part was coming!
I hope you enjoyed!
*I took this from Inuyasha audio CD’s in the Japanese version of Inuyasha where Sesshomaru and Rin meet during her time in the village. It is not word, for word of course but I thought it was cute. Seikatsu translate to life, btw.
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