InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Sesshomaru Story ❯ Chapter2 ( Chapter 2 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: listersgirl 
A dark and stormy night.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.19.2005 | Updated On: 11.15.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 762 | Status: Completed
A dark and stormy night.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.19.2005 | Updated On: 11.15.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 762 | Status: Completed
Chapter 2
Alexandra woke from a fitful sleep. The dark hut was momentarily lit by flashes of lightening followed by the crashing of thunder. The wind raged outside. Strangely though she felt as if none of that had woken her. It had been the sound of someone crying.
No, that couldn't be. It must have been part of a dream. But then she heard it again - a faint sound but clear carried by the wind. She tried to talk herself out of getting up, but she couldn't shake the feeling that there was someone out there in the storm in trouble and knew she wouldn't be able to go back to sleep.
Yes, well now there'll be two people in trouble, she thought to herself slipping out of her warm bed. She lit a candle then dressed hurriedly in her warmest clothes. She left the candle burning inside in the hope; it would help her find her way back.
Then saying a silent prayer she braced herself and headed outside. The rough wind buffeted her almost knocking her off her feet. The freezing rain beat at her and she was soaked through in an instant. Lightening repeatedly lit up the countryside, followed by deafening thunder.
She almost instantly regretted coming out in the furious storm but then she heard the faint crying again. She put her shoulder into the wind and stumbled onward. She paused between the blinding lashes until she could see where to go. She slowly made her way onwards until she was exhausted. Her hands were going numb and she could hear only the roaring of the wind in her ears. She was about to give up when lightening flashed and she saw a small curled up figure at her feet. She knelt down - it was the body of a child - a young girl about five or six. She seemed to be either unconscious or asleep.
Quickly Alexandra took off her coat. Shivering uncontrollably she wrapped the child in it and scooped her up. She headed back to her cottage grateful that the wind was now at her back. Miraculously, she made it back without falling, the light from her solitary candle guiding her.
Once they were inside she was amazed at how much warmer it was, shutting out the wind and rain. Gently she lay the pale child down on the floor next to the fire pit. She quickly started a fire and put a pot of water on to boil. She got dry clothes and blankets putting them next to the fire to warm. Then working quickly she stripped off the child's wet things and dressed her in the warm dry ones, talking to her gently. The little girl stirred uneasily which Alexandra took as a good sign.
The water started to boil. She poured some in a wine skin, wrapped it in cloth and laid it on the girl feet. Then she made tea and left it to cool. She thought the little girl's color was starting to look better so she decided she would go and change into some dry clothes.
Suddenly there was a crash! Her door burst open and a large figure filled the doorway. It was a man in armour. He looked at the child and drew one of the two swords sheathed at his side. Instinctively she ran forward grabbing the metal fire poker as a weapon. He turned away from her strode into a corner of the room and waved his sword around. Then he turned and faced her boldly sheathing his sword.
It was then that she noticed his eyes were golden yellow, his ears were pointed and he had two scars - no stripes on each cheek. He walked forward. Alexandra watched him warily gripping the metal bar tightly in her hand. He knelt down beside the child and gently touched her face.
"Rin," he said simply.
The little girl's eyes fluttered open. She looked at him, smiled and closed them again. He stood up looking at the raging tempest through the gaping door. He turned his emotionless gaze on Alexandra.
"I will return for her,” he said. Then he strode outside, disappearing into the dark and stormy night.
Alexandra stood for a moment looking after him. She went to the door and struggled to shut it. The top hinge had broken and it dug into the floor.
"Thanks for breaking the door, buddy" she muttered under her breath as she finally closed it. She leaned against it starting to shiver again. She quickly went to change before anything else unexpected happened.
She returned to the fire. The tea had cooled. She poured a cup and got the little girl to drink some. Her colour had definitely improved. Alexandra sat watching her while she finished off the tea. Then she got more blankets and lay down beside the child, keeping the iron rod next to her as a precaution. It was a while before she relaxed enough to fall sleep, vaguely wondering why she could smell wet dog.
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Sesshomaru stood in the rain. Lightening flashed. He looked up - the storm would be over soon. He went back to watching the cottage.
Who was this woman? How had she found Rin in such a storm when he, Sesshomaru couldn't with his superior senses? He knew it had been luck picking up their scent leading back to the hut. There had simply been too much rain. He also knew that if Rin had spent the night out in this weather it might have been too late for even him to help her. The thought made him uneasy.
Of course, it had only made sense that he should leave Rin there for the night. She was already warm, dry and obviously well-cared for. The woman had meant to protect Rin, confronting him with that iron stick. He supposed it was instinct. But what bothered him was that even though her attempt was obviously pathetic there had been no smell of fear about her.
She was different from any human he'd ever seen - she had the most mesmerizing eyes. It was like they could look straight into him. If he closed his eyes he could still see them. Who was she? He would find out. Tomorrow he would send Jaken to fix the door.
Lightening flashed. He watched the house the rest of the night.
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Alexandra woke from a fitful sleep. The dark hut was momentarily lit by flashes of lightening followed by the crashing of thunder. The wind raged outside. Strangely though she felt as if none of that had woken her. It had been the sound of someone crying.
No, that couldn't be. It must have been part of a dream. But then she heard it again - a faint sound but clear carried by the wind. She tried to talk herself out of getting up, but she couldn't shake the feeling that there was someone out there in the storm in trouble and knew she wouldn't be able to go back to sleep.
Yes, well now there'll be two people in trouble, she thought to herself slipping out of her warm bed. She lit a candle then dressed hurriedly in her warmest clothes. She left the candle burning inside in the hope; it would help her find her way back.
Then saying a silent prayer she braced herself and headed outside. The rough wind buffeted her almost knocking her off her feet. The freezing rain beat at her and she was soaked through in an instant. Lightening repeatedly lit up the countryside, followed by deafening thunder.
She almost instantly regretted coming out in the furious storm but then she heard the faint crying again. She put her shoulder into the wind and stumbled onward. She paused between the blinding lashes until she could see where to go. She slowly made her way onwards until she was exhausted. Her hands were going numb and she could hear only the roaring of the wind in her ears. She was about to give up when lightening flashed and she saw a small curled up figure at her feet. She knelt down - it was the body of a child - a young girl about five or six. She seemed to be either unconscious or asleep.
Quickly Alexandra took off her coat. Shivering uncontrollably she wrapped the child in it and scooped her up. She headed back to her cottage grateful that the wind was now at her back. Miraculously, she made it back without falling, the light from her solitary candle guiding her.
Once they were inside she was amazed at how much warmer it was, shutting out the wind and rain. Gently she lay the pale child down on the floor next to the fire pit. She quickly started a fire and put a pot of water on to boil. She got dry clothes and blankets putting them next to the fire to warm. Then working quickly she stripped off the child's wet things and dressed her in the warm dry ones, talking to her gently. The little girl stirred uneasily which Alexandra took as a good sign.
The water started to boil. She poured some in a wine skin, wrapped it in cloth and laid it on the girl feet. Then she made tea and left it to cool. She thought the little girl's color was starting to look better so she decided she would go and change into some dry clothes.
Suddenly there was a crash! Her door burst open and a large figure filled the doorway. It was a man in armour. He looked at the child and drew one of the two swords sheathed at his side. Instinctively she ran forward grabbing the metal fire poker as a weapon. He turned away from her strode into a corner of the room and waved his sword around. Then he turned and faced her boldly sheathing his sword.
It was then that she noticed his eyes were golden yellow, his ears were pointed and he had two scars - no stripes on each cheek. He walked forward. Alexandra watched him warily gripping the metal bar tightly in her hand. He knelt down beside the child and gently touched her face.
"Rin," he said simply.
The little girl's eyes fluttered open. She looked at him, smiled and closed them again. He stood up looking at the raging tempest through the gaping door. He turned his emotionless gaze on Alexandra.
"I will return for her,” he said. Then he strode outside, disappearing into the dark and stormy night.
Alexandra stood for a moment looking after him. She went to the door and struggled to shut it. The top hinge had broken and it dug into the floor.
"Thanks for breaking the door, buddy" she muttered under her breath as she finally closed it. She leaned against it starting to shiver again. She quickly went to change before anything else unexpected happened.
She returned to the fire. The tea had cooled. She poured a cup and got the little girl to drink some. Her colour had definitely improved. Alexandra sat watching her while she finished off the tea. Then she got more blankets and lay down beside the child, keeping the iron rod next to her as a precaution. It was a while before she relaxed enough to fall sleep, vaguely wondering why she could smell wet dog.
~~~~~~~~~~
Sesshomaru stood in the rain. Lightening flashed. He looked up - the storm would be over soon. He went back to watching the cottage.
Who was this woman? How had she found Rin in such a storm when he, Sesshomaru couldn't with his superior senses? He knew it had been luck picking up their scent leading back to the hut. There had simply been too much rain. He also knew that if Rin had spent the night out in this weather it might have been too late for even him to help her. The thought made him uneasy.
Of course, it had only made sense that he should leave Rin there for the night. She was already warm, dry and obviously well-cared for. The woman had meant to protect Rin, confronting him with that iron stick. He supposed it was instinct. But what bothered him was that even though her attempt was obviously pathetic there had been no smell of fear about her.
She was different from any human he'd ever seen - she had the most mesmerizing eyes. It was like they could look straight into him. If he closed his eyes he could still see them. Who was she? He would find out. Tomorrow he would send Jaken to fix the door.
Lightening flashed. He watched the house the rest of the night.
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