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“You do know . . .” Jaken sighed tirelessly to Rin as she prepared their fish kebabs on top of Ah-Un’s back. Sesshomaru, like always, had gone up ahead on his own, but they were use to it and seemingly even enjoyed having their own idle conversations.
“Know what?” Rin asked, looking up from her work to Jaken sprawled comfortably along Ah’s neck.
“Lord Sesshomaru will be leaving you in Fujioka with Inuyasha and Kagome,” he replied.
“Liar!” Rin hissed, then angrily returned to preparing their lunch. “We always visit Fujioka in the spring,” she mumbled.
“I speak the truth!” he cried, offended by her accusal. “Kohaku told me he overheard Kagome and Inuyasha speaking privately.”
“Really?! What did they say?”
“She wanted to take you as her apprentice.”
“Me?” Rin giggled, pressing her hand against her chest, “A priestess? I’m flattered, but I don’t think I would make a good priestess, not even a bad one.” Priestesses had a certain glow about them that shimmered and entrances those around them. Rin recalled Kikyo and how even as the living dead she was enchantingly radiate and her reincarnate was just the same.
“I wouldn’t be so doubtful, Rin! Kagome said herself she sensed the pure, powerful aura of a genuine priestess within you.”
“Wow . . .” she sheepishly smiled, finally completing their kebabs. “So . . . you honestly believe Lord Sesshomaru will leave me to become a priestess?”
Jaken frowned, then sighed, “If only one could be so lucky to be able to read Lord Sesshomaru’s mind.”
“This maybe my last year with you guys . . .” Rin whispered gloomily, then gave a swift tug on the Ah-Un’s reins. Immediately the beast stopped and both heads swerved back to her.
“Ah-Un, would you be so kind to cook these for me?” she asked politely, displaying all four, raw kebabs.
Both heads nodded happily, but it was Un who stuck his snout out to have his iron muzzle removed. Reluctantly Jaken unlatched his muzzle and instantly a tiny flame torched from his scaley lips. Quickly the kebabs were well done and before she could offer Jaken his, his tiny hands greedily snatched his.
“Someone was hungry,” Rin teased as she reapplied Un’s muzzle and kicked the beast’s side to get it moving again.
“I’m starving!” Jaken cried with a mouthful of fish lodged in his cheeks. “We didn’t have breakfast today!”
Rin laughed once more, then took a hefty bite out of her own. Two still remained, one for Lord Sesshomaru if he felt like eating since it wasn’t a necessity for him and the other was for. . .
“Kohaku . . .” she breathed softly before another bite.
Last night Kohaku confided in her and asked whether or not he should join Sango in demon slaying, an occupation he once aspired to be, but now was reluctant to return to. She wanted to demand him to stay with them, but she knew that would be selfish. So, instead she advised him to put the past behind him and begin a new. It seemed they were ultimately destined to separate and travel their own divided path.
“If Kohaku becomes a demon slayer, do you think we will see him often?” she asked, examining the kebab that would’ve been intended for him.
“I doubt it. Demon slayers hardly ever stay in the same place for very long,” he replied, gluttonously licking his fingers.
Rin gave a sad nod, then finished her meal. Once done, she slid off of Ah-Un’s saddle with a kebab firmly in hand.
“Where are you going?” Jaken shouted after her as she charged up the beaten trail ahead.
“To give Lord Sesshomaru his lunch!” she cried back, then disappeared behind a curve in the trail.
“Good luck with that!” he retorted, then his stomach growled for more subsistence and without another thought, he began to devour the last kebab.
+:::::::+
“Lord Sesshomaru! Lord Sesshomaru! Wait!” Rin pleaded as she spied a splotch of white further up the winding trail.
The demon slowed his pace, but he would not stop even though he was severely pleased with her arrival. A mile away he could smell the cooked meat and surprisingly, his mouth watered for the tantalizing meat.
“I . . . I thought you mah-might . . . might be huh-hungry,” Rin puffed once she finally caught up with him. She was hunched over, wheezing to catch her breath with one arm hoisted high to present the delicious meat roasted on a stick to Sesshomaru.
Her eyes popped open and her cheeks flushed as she felt what could only be Sesshomaru’s soft flesh brush against her hand as he seized the food. A proud grin ripped her face as she witnessed Sesshomaru pluck off a piece of meat with his sharp nails, then plop it in his mouth.
“You look positively stupid gawking at with such a ridiculous smile,” he said after he properly swallowed his food.
“I’m sorry . . .” Rin smirked, evading her eyes from his cold stare. Sesshomaru gave her another long look, then turned to leave. It was then she felt the urge to ask him if she was to remain in Fujioka with Kagome.
“Lord Sesshomaru,” she beckoned, trailing behind him. “Am I to stay in Fujioka this time?”
“Elaborate,” he demanded, the question too vague for his taste. Quickly Rin revised to accommodate.
“Jaken said I was to be Kagome’s apprentice and this time you may leave without me,” Kagome said, her brow riddled with confusion, “will you? . . . Are you?”
His golden eyes suddenly flared red with a demonic rage. Last year, Kagome had approached with the same suggestion and of course he declined, but now his half-brother's wrench had made it known to Rin. Kagome would surely pay if Rin left him. His fury instantly fizzled away in a flash as Rin joined him at his side and his face was made visible to her.
“Well . . . ?” she pestered, leaning up to him ever so slightly.
“Perhaps.” he finally answered just as he casually ate another piece of meat. It was a lie of course, but he wouldn't dare verbally express his fondness for her.
Rin instantly stopped dead in her tracks as her entire body stiffened and her wide eyes watched in disbelief as Sesshomaru strode carelessly onward. The horrible dread returned and wrenched at her insides. Her despair went unnoticed by her lord because she had long ago learned to suppress her grief before he could scold her for being weak.
“Have I done something to displease you, my lord?” she asked softly as she obediently returned to trailing behind him and began playing her childhood game of hopping in and out of his footprints embedded in the ground, which still posed a challenge because he took long strides.
“No.” Sesshomaru grunted, pleased she didn't realize he was smitten to have her company. He paused, then glanced back to catch Rin leaping from one footprint to another and land skillfully on a single foot with her straighten arms teetering to keep her balance. He found it amusing and the corner of his mouth curved in a subtle smirk, but it instantly vanished once his ward noticed he was watching.
“Sorry,” she yelped, then instantly dropped her raised leg. Her head ducked down to hide her blushing face and she began to nervously fiddle with her hair.
“You apologize far too much,” he chided, “do you realize that?”
Rin opened her mouth to speak, but words did not come.
“Return to Ah-Un and Jaken,” he ordered, “I no longer desire traveling by foot.”
Rin nodded and instantly Sesshomaru shot away in one magnificent leap that sent her hair whipping madly behind her. She blinked up to the blinding sun that engulfed him, a hand across her brow.
“Surely you will keep me . . .” she whispered. “Won’t you?”
“Know what?” Rin asked, looking up from her work to Jaken sprawled comfortably along Ah’s neck.
“Lord Sesshomaru will be leaving you in Fujioka with Inuyasha and Kagome,” he replied.
“Liar!” Rin hissed, then angrily returned to preparing their lunch. “We always visit Fujioka in the spring,” she mumbled.
“I speak the truth!” he cried, offended by her accusal. “Kohaku told me he overheard Kagome and Inuyasha speaking privately.”
“Really?! What did they say?”
“She wanted to take you as her apprentice.”
“Me?” Rin giggled, pressing her hand against her chest, “A priestess? I’m flattered, but I don’t think I would make a good priestess, not even a bad one.” Priestesses had a certain glow about them that shimmered and entrances those around them. Rin recalled Kikyo and how even as the living dead she was enchantingly radiate and her reincarnate was just the same.
“I wouldn’t be so doubtful, Rin! Kagome said herself she sensed the pure, powerful aura of a genuine priestess within you.”
“Wow . . .” she sheepishly smiled, finally completing their kebabs. “So . . . you honestly believe Lord Sesshomaru will leave me to become a priestess?”
Jaken frowned, then sighed, “If only one could be so lucky to be able to read Lord Sesshomaru’s mind.”
“This maybe my last year with you guys . . .” Rin whispered gloomily, then gave a swift tug on the Ah-Un’s reins. Immediately the beast stopped and both heads swerved back to her.
“Ah-Un, would you be so kind to cook these for me?” she asked politely, displaying all four, raw kebabs.
Both heads nodded happily, but it was Un who stuck his snout out to have his iron muzzle removed. Reluctantly Jaken unlatched his muzzle and instantly a tiny flame torched from his scaley lips. Quickly the kebabs were well done and before she could offer Jaken his, his tiny hands greedily snatched his.
“Someone was hungry,” Rin teased as she reapplied Un’s muzzle and kicked the beast’s side to get it moving again.
“I’m starving!” Jaken cried with a mouthful of fish lodged in his cheeks. “We didn’t have breakfast today!”
Rin laughed once more, then took a hefty bite out of her own. Two still remained, one for Lord Sesshomaru if he felt like eating since it wasn’t a necessity for him and the other was for. . .
“Kohaku . . .” she breathed softly before another bite.
Last night Kohaku confided in her and asked whether or not he should join Sango in demon slaying, an occupation he once aspired to be, but now was reluctant to return to. She wanted to demand him to stay with them, but she knew that would be selfish. So, instead she advised him to put the past behind him and begin a new. It seemed they were ultimately destined to separate and travel their own divided path.
“If Kohaku becomes a demon slayer, do you think we will see him often?” she asked, examining the kebab that would’ve been intended for him.
“I doubt it. Demon slayers hardly ever stay in the same place for very long,” he replied, gluttonously licking his fingers.
Rin gave a sad nod, then finished her meal. Once done, she slid off of Ah-Un’s saddle with a kebab firmly in hand.
“Where are you going?” Jaken shouted after her as she charged up the beaten trail ahead.
“To give Lord Sesshomaru his lunch!” she cried back, then disappeared behind a curve in the trail.
“Good luck with that!” he retorted, then his stomach growled for more subsistence and without another thought, he began to devour the last kebab.
+:::::::+
“Lord Sesshomaru! Lord Sesshomaru! Wait!” Rin pleaded as she spied a splotch of white further up the winding trail.
The demon slowed his pace, but he would not stop even though he was severely pleased with her arrival. A mile away he could smell the cooked meat and surprisingly, his mouth watered for the tantalizing meat.
“I . . . I thought you mah-might . . . might be huh-hungry,” Rin puffed once she finally caught up with him. She was hunched over, wheezing to catch her breath with one arm hoisted high to present the delicious meat roasted on a stick to Sesshomaru.
Her eyes popped open and her cheeks flushed as she felt what could only be Sesshomaru’s soft flesh brush against her hand as he seized the food. A proud grin ripped her face as she witnessed Sesshomaru pluck off a piece of meat with his sharp nails, then plop it in his mouth.
“You look positively stupid gawking at with such a ridiculous smile,” he said after he properly swallowed his food.
“I’m sorry . . .” Rin smirked, evading her eyes from his cold stare. Sesshomaru gave her another long look, then turned to leave. It was then she felt the urge to ask him if she was to remain in Fujioka with Kagome.
“Lord Sesshomaru,” she beckoned, trailing behind him. “Am I to stay in Fujioka this time?”
“Elaborate,” he demanded, the question too vague for his taste. Quickly Rin revised to accommodate.
“Jaken said I was to be Kagome’s apprentice and this time you may leave without me,” Kagome said, her brow riddled with confusion, “will you? . . . Are you?”
His golden eyes suddenly flared red with a demonic rage. Last year, Kagome had approached with the same suggestion and of course he declined, but now his half-brother's wrench had made it known to Rin. Kagome would surely pay if Rin left him. His fury instantly fizzled away in a flash as Rin joined him at his side and his face was made visible to her.
“Well . . . ?” she pestered, leaning up to him ever so slightly.
“Perhaps.” he finally answered just as he casually ate another piece of meat. It was a lie of course, but he wouldn't dare verbally express his fondness for her.
Rin instantly stopped dead in her tracks as her entire body stiffened and her wide eyes watched in disbelief as Sesshomaru strode carelessly onward. The horrible dread returned and wrenched at her insides. Her despair went unnoticed by her lord because she had long ago learned to suppress her grief before he could scold her for being weak.
“Have I done something to displease you, my lord?” she asked softly as she obediently returned to trailing behind him and began playing her childhood game of hopping in and out of his footprints embedded in the ground, which still posed a challenge because he took long strides.
“No.” Sesshomaru grunted, pleased she didn't realize he was smitten to have her company. He paused, then glanced back to catch Rin leaping from one footprint to another and land skillfully on a single foot with her straighten arms teetering to keep her balance. He found it amusing and the corner of his mouth curved in a subtle smirk, but it instantly vanished once his ward noticed he was watching.
“Sorry,” she yelped, then instantly dropped her raised leg. Her head ducked down to hide her blushing face and she began to nervously fiddle with her hair.
“You apologize far too much,” he chided, “do you realize that?”
Rin opened her mouth to speak, but words did not come.
“Return to Ah-Un and Jaken,” he ordered, “I no longer desire traveling by foot.”
Rin nodded and instantly Sesshomaru shot away in one magnificent leap that sent her hair whipping madly behind her. She blinked up to the blinding sun that engulfed him, a hand across her brow.
“Surely you will keep me . . .” she whispered. “Won’t you?”
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Yes. The long-awaited second part to my fantasy love story. This is actually the post popular series I gots so I guess I'm doing something really awesome, or there's just a lot of obsessive fan-girls like moi out there. Feedback is killer and favs are awesome. This ones kinda sorta slow and I apologize, but I promise the next one's gonna be better. I throwin' Inuyasha in the mix and the rest of the gang, so keep in tune!
All characters and whatnot © Rumiko Takahashi
Yes. The long-awaited second part to my fantasy love story. This is actually the post popular series I gots so I guess I'm doing something really awesome, or there's just a lot of obsessive fan-girls like moi out there. Feedback is killer and favs are awesome. This ones kinda sorta slow and I apologize, but I promise the next one's gonna be better. I throwin' Inuyasha in the mix and the rest of the gang, so keep in tune!
All characters and whatnot © Rumiko Takahashi
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“Jaken said I was to be Kagome’s apprentice and this time you may leave without me,” Kagome said, her brow riddled with confusion, “will you? . . . Are you?”
Surely you mean Rin? c: Just a little oopsie I found.
Surely you mean Rin? c: Just a little oopsie I found.