InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Becoming His ❯ Becoming His ( Chapter 1 )

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Becoming His

 

Sesshomaru grimaced. The smell of blood hung heavily in the air, and he was sure many roaming youkai would be able to smell it as well. His eyes swung to the cause of the offensive, yet common smell.

Rin's hand shot to her stomach, willing the bleeding and pain to stop. She hated it and hated herself. She always hurt around this time of month. She knew the smell offended her lord, and that she was a usual target for other youkai. She wished she could just stop the monthly cycles that plagued the many women of her kind. She wished she could go back those four years, to that day when she awoke to a bed of blood, and stopped it from ever happening. She knew she couldn't and if she could she really wouldn't. The start of her monthly cycles signified her step into womanhood. The thought had excited and terrified her. She had been scared that her Sesshomaru-sama would send her away to be with her own kind. He had appeared shortly after she had tossed her bedding into the stream to clean it. She would never forget the sight.

 

**Flashback**

Rin scrambled to gather her soiled bedding. Hurriedly she tossed it into the stream and watched as the blood released the soft fabric. She breathed a sigh of relief, only to suck it back in as a gasp.

Sesshomaru rushed past the small line of bushes, eyes tinged red and nails seeping poison. She had fallen to her knees, in the cold water, and covered her head, and prayed he would see it was only her. She sat there, shaking form the cold, for only a few moments until she heard a small splash. Her eyes had immediately sprung open and her head jerked up to look at her master. His breathing was a bit heavier, but otherwise he was himself. “Come Rin.” He said lowly. She shook her head and stood, her yukata clung to her body wetly. Opening her sack he tossed a dark kimono to her. “Cover yourself. Your state of dress is indecent.” Her eyes widened and quickly she looked down at herself. With a quick gasp she covered her wet body with the kimono in her hands. “Once you are dressed, come. We have a long journey ahead.” She nodded her understanding and watched as he left. Deciding to ask him about the bleeding later, she wrapped her lower section with strips from and old yukata she had. She spent the rest of the day and the following three at the back of the traveling caravan so she wouldn't offend her lord, since she knew he hated the smell of her blood.

**End Flashback**

 

She had never actually asked her Sesshomaru-sama about the bleeding, but over time she gradually understood what had happened and was happening every month within her body. She stopped in her tracks as pain shot from her abdomen to her knees and the buckled. She groaned. She was startled when she felt strong arms pull her from the ground. “Sesshomaru-sama?” she asked hesitantly. “I'm fine. Truly. You don't have to…” she said as she tried to wiggle her way out of his arms.

“Lay still. You are in pain. We can travel faster if you are carried.” Instantly she grew still in his arms. She blushed at her situation but did not comment. He carried her for the rest of the day, glad that the scent of blood on her was smaller than usual. She must be almost done, if not completely done with her cycle. He reasoned. He felt shocked at his relief upon his thoughts. Seeing the sky grow dark he stopped and spoke over his shoulder at his little green retainer. “We stay here tonight.” Jaken bowed and moved to the small clearing. Rin moved to get down but a sharp look made her still again. Before she could question him, he began to move again. They stopped at a little spring just through the brush. Gently he set her on her feet and turned to go.

“Sesshomaru-sama?”

“Wait here. I'll be right back.” He said, oddly soft. She nodded and waited as he began walking again. It was only a few moments that he was gone, but the moment he had dropped his arms from her, she felt chilled and shivered. He came back holding a bundle which she soon realized as a fresh kimono and other things she took for her bath. “Here.” He handed her the things in his arms. She took them meekly and placed them on the ground. When she straightened she could no longer see him, but she could tell he was somewhere close.

“Sesshomaru-sama? Where are you?” she stiffened when she felt hands at her obi…untying it. She knew it was her lord, but she was completely stumped as to why he was doing this. She liked it…no doubt, but she felt confused. “What are you…” she shivered as his warm breath spilled down her neck and over her ear.

“Do you remember what I told you when you had first begun to bleed?” She shook her head in the negative. “You had asked if I would send you away, and I told you that you belonged to me then and now.” He paused as he felt her body temperature rise with every pull of his hands on his obi. “Ever since I've debated with myself about what should be done. And I have finally come to a conclusion.” He released her obi and it fell to the pebbly floor below. “The voice within me screams it. I wont let you go.” He said fiercely. She all but melted to his frame. “You belong in your rightful place.” He breathed to her as he looped his arms around her waist. She was still confused but with each passing second she grew to care less about his words and more about his body. She felt her kimono gape open and turned scarlet as she felt her master's roaming hands. “Remove them.” He said gently, wanting to see her in all her glory before him. He took a step behind he and then watched as her hands moved to her shoulders to remove her remaining garments. “Iie.” She froze stock still. “Turn around. I wish to see.” She nodded and slowly turned to face him. She trembled as she took in the sight of him. Once she had fully turned to face him, he nodded his assent and her hands once again came to the collar of her open kimono. Slowly she pulled the materials from her shoulders until gravity pulled it to the floor. She stood, bathed in moonlight, before his eyes and she struggled to keep her knees from buckling. It was a few long, hot moments before he took a step forward. His cool hand sliding over her heated body. She shivered at his touch. “Why do you tremble and shake?”

“My master makes me so.” She whispered to his ear. One of his hands came up to frame her cheek. Slowly, deliberately he lowered his lips to her, sealing them in a passionate kiss. Quickly he released her mouth and found a rosy peak, taking it into his mouth. Expertly he rolled the hard, pink crest with his tongue and lightly grazing it with his teeth. She moaned sweetly as he switched to the other peak. He made her weak in the knees. Again he drew her lips to his, prodding her mouth open with his tongue. He forced down a growl when he felt her hands at the tie of his clothing. Quickly, surprisingly, she had it undone and eagerly flattened her hands on his chest.

“Rin.” He groaned out harshly. She whimpered out a small `Hai' and continued to feel the plains of his body. “Would you reject me? If I made you mine. Would you reject me?” she stopped her exploring and brought both hands to frame his face. Tears swam in her eyes.

“Iie. Never. I could never turn you away.” She breathed out. “I want this. I want this with all my being.” Gently she placed a chaste kiss to his mouth. He picked her up and walked into the warm water of the hot spring. She clung to him as the water flowed over her body. He stopped at a group of rocks and leaned her into a small jut just below the surface. With another kiss he positioned himself at her entrance, readying himself for the first plunge.

“Wrap your legs around me.” She did as she was told and sighed as he began. She was tight and it took all of his demonic power to keep from spending himself. He hit her barrier and pulled her close to him holding her intimately. “I'm sorry.” He whispered into her ear. She nodded and looped her arms around his neck. Roughly he pushed through her maidenhood, spilling her virgin's blood into the water. She tensed and tightened her arms around him, tears spilling down her cheeks. He still instantly, waiting for her to get used to him within her. It wasn't long before she began to move over him, testing the feeling. He groaned and then pulled out slowly, then sunk back in, the sensations were harsh and raw for her still. She knew it would hurt her first time and she expected it, embraced it with all of her being.

“Faster.” She breathed. Her wish was granted as his hips sped up creating a sweet friction within her. “Uhnn.” She sighed as the pleasure intensified.

“How? I thought it was to be painful for a female her first time.” He asked gaspingly.

“I don't know. Maybe the water?” she supplied just as gaspingly. She was reaching her peak and she loved every touch, every embrace, and every caress he gave. “So close Sesshomaru-sama.” As the words left her mouth her body froze as her inner muscles clenched, releasing her pleasure into the waiting water. Still her lover beat his hips into hers seeking his own release. He followed shortly after with a guttural groan. They both struggled to take in breath. So overwhelmed by it all, Rin could only smile to herself. After a few moments he looked her in the eyes, mesmerized by the many emotions within. Again he found her lips with his, loving the feel of finally being able to touch her, hold her the way he had wanted to for far longer then he wanted to admit.

“Rin.” He roughly whispered. “Ai…ai…” he paused, unable to form the words in his mouth. Fisting his hand on the rock he solidified his resolve. “Rin, Aishiteru.” The words felt foreign but he knew he would get used to them soon. “Aishiteru always.” He pulled her close and held her, feeling comforted that he was able to tell her.

“Aishiteru. Always Sesshomaru-sama, Aishiteru.” She said tighteding her arms around his frame. She grew tired, but didn't let go, she never wanted to let go. And now she knew she never would.

 

~~Fin~~

 

A/N: Sweet…fluffy…waffy and smut. Just wrote it cuz I got bored in History. Might not piece together properly because it took me four days of boredom to complete. By the way, “Aishiteru” means “I love you.” For those who don't know much Japanese. This story might, (most likely does) have a lot of mistakes whether grammatical or spelling. Oh well. And please no flames…if you don't like it don't read it. I don't need to hear because I wrote this for my friends and fans on this site…NOT FLAMERS! Anyhoo…hope you liked. Oh btw…It has come to my attention tha tppl don't know exactly how old Rin is. She's seventeen. I thought I mentioned in there somewhere that she was thirteen when her cycles first started and that she wanted to “go back those four years”. But I never said how old she was to begin with so yea. Sorry for the confusion. She's 17…not a baby! (I'm a perv not a pedophile!) lol. Till next time. Ja ne!

 

Oh! I almost forgot. I'm in the process of writing a Witch Hunter Robin fic and a sequel to Notice Me! My muse is back but I've been in finals and swamped with essays. I'll try to pump them outand upload as soon as I can. Sorry it is taking so long and I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who has stuck with me. Please bare with me…I'm almost done with the WHR one and the sequel is about halfway through the first chapter…GOMEN GOMEN GOMEN GOMEN! (the means `sorry' ^.^) I should be done by the end of the month k? Thanks to everyone for the great reviews…you are all awesome!!