InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dangerous Temptation ❯ Unshed Tears ( Chapter 3 )

Unshed Tears

Rin relished in the feel of the wind in her hair, and the warmth of the sun on her face. She closed her eyes, savoring the delicious sensations that coursed through her body as she flew through the air. Inhaling deeply she took in the scent of the one who held her, Sesshoumaru. The smoky and earthy scent of autumn that was him, that was her Sesshoumaru-sama.

Rin was so overcome with joy at the fact that Sesshoumaru carried her as they flew, instead of sending her to ride on the back of Ah Un as she usually did that she did not stop to question the peculiar behavior of her Lord. Instead she concentrated on the feel of him, that long hard body pressed against hers, those elegant and powerful hands holding her to him, the gentle brush silver strands of hair across her cheek. This was her dream.

It was over all too soon, the gentle breeze of the wind stopped playing with her hair as Rin felt her feet touch the ground. In the moment she lost the wonderful sensation of flying, she also lost the incredible warmth of Sesshoumaru, as he stepped away from her once they reached his destination, whatever that might be.

Slowly opening her eyes, reluctant to let go of the dream she had held in her hand so briefly, she took in her surroundings, gasping in wonder.

They had landed in some sort of paradise, a sanctuary. Color spilled across the land, vibrant hues of blue, red, purple and green. She could hear the soft hum of the water that ran through the land, its pure crystal quality enhancing the beauty around her. Beyond the river, beyond the riot mass of flowers swaying in the grassy plain, beyond the spot in which she was standing she could see…nothing. It was as if this paradise was cut off from the rest of the world, a hidden treasure that only her Lord, and now herself, knew about. It was truly breathtaking

"Where are we?" Rin questioned silently, awed by the power of the beautiful land in which she found herself in.

"A place within the borders of my land" Sesshoumaru calmly replied as he looked into the distant horizon.

Rin turned to look at Sesshoumaru as he said this, and as she silently watched him she felt a small seed of dread begin to sprout in her heart. He stood, with his back to her, so rigid and so distant. His arms folded almost defensively across his chest and cold indifference etched into every line of his body. It was almost as if he was preparing for something, distancing himself from some unseen hurt. In all the years she had traveled with him, Rin had never seen him act this way. Despite the heat of the sun, Rin shivered, feeling bone deep cold settle into her body.

"Sesshoumaru-"she began, wanting to rid herself of the foreboding feeling that had come over her. But she was cut off as Sesshoumaru turned to look at her, his face stony and impassive, his golden eyes hard.

"Stay here Rin" he commanded in a tone she had become accustomed to, "I am going hunting."

And with that statement Rin felt the coldness in her body vanish as a warm flood of relief swept through her body. This she understood, this routine she knew. He was going hunting; he would go off into the woods and come back, carrying some small animal for her to eat. She quickly dismissed her earlier feelings as a trick of the uncanny beauty that surrounded her and the fact in the deepest part of her soul she knew what her biggest fear was; losing Sesshoumaru.

Shaking her head quickly to dispel any lingering doubts, she smiled brightly to her Lord.

"Hai, Sesshoumaru-sama" and then he was gone. Off into the distance, into the bright blue sky, his long silver hair flowing freely in the wind. The Great Lord of The Western Lands was indeed the very image of an angel.

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As Sesshoumaru flew away from the beauty of the paradise and of the girl, he heard her voice again, it echoed in his mind, in his heart. It had been hard, harder than he had ever imagined, leaving her there amidst the splendor and magnificence that suited her far too well.

She was a liability, an unacceptable risk. That was what he told himself, that was the mantra that he repeated in his head over and over again. She made him weak, she made him vulnerable. That pure innocence, the wild and untamed beauty, it haunted him, she haunted him.

He didn't want this, he didn't want to be controlled by emotions, and he didn't want to feel them. She made him feel them, she made him feel everything. She was a human, pathetic, frail, and weak. She embodied everything he despised, everything he was not. But even as his head made the declaration, his heart screamed something else. His heart, he had buried it long ago, it had been frozen and cold, until she came into his life.

He landed soundlessly on the balcony of his room, unable to move further, unable to enter his castle. Turning around he stared out across the land that made up his territory, a land that felt so empty now. Without her laughter, without the sunshine that she carried around with her, his land was empty. Sesshoumaru let out a vicious growl at that thought, as the sky darkened and ominous gray clouds took shadowed the land. He did not need her, he did not need anyone. He was the all powerful Lord of The Western Lands, an omnipotent and widely feared youkai. He did not need a lowly human girl. And he had proven it; he had left her, walked away from her just as quickly as he had brought her into his life. Gazing out across the land one last time, as if searching for something he had lost, Sesshoumaru walked into his room, silently shutting the doors behind him.

Outside, the dark gray clouds above opened up, letting a wild and frantic torrent of rain pour out of their depths and onto the earth below. The glistening drops fell to the ground in a steady rhythm, the tragic tears of a demon who refused to acknowledge the sadness that froze his heart once more.