InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Double Vision ❯ Chapter 42 ( Chapter 41 )

This author does not own “Inuyasha”, or “The Brady Bunch”.


“It’s Inuyasha’s baby. He’ll have to take care of you.” Mayuki said with conviction.

Jaken let out an outraged squawk. “He doesn’t deserve the chance to even see the baby. I’ve always told you, Rin, he’s a dishonorable bastard, a stain on his noble father’s name!”

“Inuyasha is married to the Lady Kagome. He has been in love with her for years. I believe that for a while he was under some kind of spell, which has been lifted. He must be very confused.” Miroku laid a comforting hand on Rin’s shoulder. “Do not fear, Rin. With or without Inuyasha’s support, you are a part of this village and you and your child will be well cared for.”

“Kagome doesn’t even want Inuyasha any more. It sure didn’t take her long to seduce Lord Sesshomaru.” Rin pouted.

This made everyone think. For a moment there was silence around the fire in Miroku’s hut.

“That whore placed a spell on Lord Sesshomaru! There is no way My Lord would mate a mere human!”

This earned Jaken a thunk on the head from Miroku. “The Lady Kagome has been treated most poorly by Inuyasha. I hope that she will experience the happiness she deserves with Lord Sesshomaru.”

Rin muttered resentfully, “I hope she gets what she deserves, too.” She was really angry at Miroku. Wasn’t he supposed to be on her side now? Kagome had told her that, when she grew up and became a beautiful woman, the right man would come along and love her forever. Lord Sesshomaru and Inuyasha had both left her for Kagome, and now Miroku was speaking up on behalf of her rival. “Kagome, Kagome, Kagome!!!” Rin shrieked, and ran from the hut.

Rin had been sneaking off from the village every day, spending hours in her cave huddled over a little fire, thinking. She had concluded that the baby was a deficit. All she had to do was look at Mayuki’s lardy ass to know exactly what her life would be like if she were to stay in Edo to raise Inuyasha’s baby. The baby wouldn’t even be a half-demon like its father, just one-quarter. Not special at all. She knew there were ways to get rid of an unwanted baby. Kaede would never help her get rid of it, but she had thought of someone who would be happy to help. She went to Kaede’s hut, and dressed in her miko outfit. She put on a warm cape, and a pair of leather booties that Jaken had bought for her when she was still traveling with Sesshomaru.

The snow was not deep enough to keep Rin from making good time, but it still took her several days to reach the little town where she had last seen Master Ungai, the monk who had become famous, or infamous, as an enemy of demons. He trained a large and loyal band of fanatical acolytes in his methods for the purification of demons, and they were known far and wide for the number of powerful demons they had exterminated. Long ago, when Rin was still small, she had been bewitched and kidnapped by an evil demon. He had used the music of a magic flute to lure her away from camp, and held her captive in a cave filled with small children he had stolen from the surrounding villages to sell on the slave market. Rin had told the other children not to fear, that her lord would surely come for her, and that he would save them all. A strange monk, who had earlier seen Rin riding Ah-Uhn, had come instead, and reunited the children with their families. Rin had instinctively known better than to reveal that her master was a demon lord, but Master Ungai was clever and found out Rin’s secret. He had tried to take her from Lord Sesshomaru, but her lord was strong and possessed remarkable resistance to the monk’s purification. A little baby in its mother’s womb, however, would be a different story. Rin’s mouth twisted cynically. The old monk had been right when he had warned her about Lord Sesshomaru, and would now be the one to rid her of her demon baby.

Rin was greeted by the town’s headman, being accorded the respect always afforded the traveling miko. Master Ungai was in residence, as Rin had hoped.

Master Ungai rose to his feet when Rin was led into the temple where he conducted his business. Ungai’s face had aged since he and Rin had last met, but he still had the body of a man in his prime. Years of traveling and self-denial had kept him lean and fit. He stepped forward, and reached his hand out to Rin, tipping the young priestess’ face up to meet his gaze. “Kagome!” the old monk exclaimed. Weary, Rin decided not to correct the old monk. She called upon years of training under the guidance of the histrionic Jaken, summoning tears which she hoped would trickle becomingly down her cheeks. She lost control, however, when Ungai drew her against his chest, murmuring, “There, there, my child. Everything will be all right, with time.”

She was wracked with sobs, and the tears which had begun as spurious became a bitter deluge. Her nose was running, her eyes were red, and her face was splotchy when she finally pulled herself from his embrace. He pulled her back to him, stroking her hair, which had become silky and black as a raven’s wing, unlike the wild mess it had been when she followed her lord across the length and breadth of Japan. He crooned to her tenderly, and she nestled back into his arms.

“Now, tell me child. What could be so bad, to make you ruin your pretty face like this?” Rin recoiled when she felt something hard brush against her belly, but rallied. She needed the nasty old man’s help.

Rin looked into Ungai’s eyes, her lower lip trembling. “You were right, Master Ungai. When you warned me about demons… It was terrible. You have to help me, please!”

“What has that monster hanyou done to you? You poor child, you must tell me. I will not judge you, so do not fear. It must be told, in order for me to know how to help you.”

“ He did things to me, horrible things. I tried to make him stop, but he was too strong! Now I bear his child! You must help me, Master Ungai. I know you can make it all go away. I know you can!” Rin was immersed in her role, almost believing herself, that she was a misused young innocent, rather than a willling accomplice in her own fate.

Ungai rocked her gently in his arms. “Do not fear, Kagome. You can count on me. I know of a way.”

Rin forced herself to sniffle, then look up at him again. “What will you do, Master?”

“It is a ritual, it may be hard on you, child, but when it is complete you will once again be pure, and will not be burdened with a filthy demon child.”

Rin nodded, biting her lower lip. “When can we start?”