InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Captive Soul ❯ chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

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Chapter Four : Inspection

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She approached him with some reservation and a somewhat humble shyness.

Sesshomaru remained motionless, waiting for her inspection.

He could almost feel the heat of her stare as it slowly traveled over his face and down his body.

Over the last several days, no one had examined him so thoroughly .

He held his breath in anticipation under her guarded scruitiny. Did this young female consider him worthy enough to purchase?

When her eyes fell on his ankle restraint , he heard her softly gasp. Then, as if coming to a realization, she quickly looked up to his throat and fixated on his collar...his marker...the sign of what he truly was... and always will be.

He inwardly cursed, If her observations continued any further, she would immediately assess his weakened condition. And there was one thing that a prospective master would not do. And that was to buy an ill slave...damaged goods...

...and he knew ...he was certainly damaged.

But to Sesshomaru's utter dismay, she did just that.

For a moment her expression turned dark as she took in the details of his slightly pronounced emaciation and wanning features.

Letting go of the breath he was holding, the demon surrendered to his now known fate.

He would not be sold today.

It confused him to no end then... when he detected the scent of sorrow that floated up from the young girl... There were...tears in her eyes...making them shimmer with color....

She sniffed once, then moved out of his line of sight.

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After wiping the moisture away with the back of her hand and regaining her composure, Rin turned towards the merchant in the booth behind the shackled youkai.

He was unfamiliar, probably a transient peddler.

Rin weighed her options.....she could A) continue on her way back home and worry for the rest of her life about whatever had happened to this particular slave...or she could B) make a difference in someone else's life by doing the right thing.

Suddenly, becoming boldly determined, Rin casually walked up to the salesman with a purpose.

"Excuse me sir, how much for the slave?"

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