InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Egao O Ageru ❯ Egao O Ageru ( Chapter 1 )

 

 

 

Ahoy minna-san! This is the first time I've written a story in my whole existence, mind you. Its based on one of my fave pairings ever, Sess and Rin (kawaii!). Don't they just look so beautiful together, as a father n daughter tandem or otherwise? A lot of ideas have been brewing in my mind over the last couple of months ever since my sis finally cajoled me into watching Inuyasha (for years i swore that i would never even remotely like it, but it turns out i was wrong, obviously)...I fell in love with Sess and Rin at first sight, the others are quite fun to watch too, especially Sango and Miroku...yadda, yadda. Anyway, I always toy around with possible plots and storylines in my head but I've never attempted to put it on paper, until now that is. I just thought it would be a nice idea to begin with an Inuyasha fic, so there. I won't really mind what kind of critique I'm gonna get coz I ain't a bonafide writer in the first place, so feel free to mash n bash all you want... =)

 

Oh yeah, I almost forgot…Sess, Rin and the rest of the Inuyasha-gumi do not belong to me. They are the property of Takahashi Rumiko-san. And nope, I don't get anything out of this, just the pleasure of writing.

 

 

 

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Egao O Ageru

 

 

Chapter 1

 

The giant orange orb was slowly sinking in the purple-tinged western skies. A mild breeze softly lifted the leaves off the slightly dewy grass. The 7 year-old girl in the orange and green yukata heaved a weary sigh of relief since it was time to set up camp once again. She is more often than not an exuberant and rambunctious being, but was feeling a bit out of sorts lately, having been kept awake all night by a persistent dull ache in her right side that later on turned into a sharp throbbing that was gradually increasing in intensity. She dismissed it as one of the rare stomachaches she gets whenever a certain type of food disagrees with her, but now she was beginning to worry when the day is almost over but the pain still remained.

 

 

She rejected the idea of asking the toad, Jaken-sama, for medication, since being a youkai, he would not know anything about human afflictions, would he? And besides, she did not want to worry him, more so now that her Sesshoumaru-sama was not with them as he was away on one of his sporadic errands. No, this will soon pass. And if the pain did not go away by morning, then that is the time she would tell him. With luck, her Sesshoumaru-sama would have been back by then.

 

 

Rin sighed again and plopped down next to the small fire Jaken made, reaching for the leaf with the mushrooms atop it so she can set them on sticks and roast them over the fire for her evening meal. The pain on her side was depriving her of her appetite but she knew she had to eat, if only to keep up her strength. She did not want to be a burden to her companions by becoming sick, so she would just have to bear it.

 

 

The tiny, green-skinned youkai watched the little girl wearily stabbing at the mushrooms with the sharp twigs he had gathered. He was not immune to her plight. He knew that she was feeling a bit under the weather, though he didn't know why, she didn't look ill at all. But she seemed to be favoring her left side, so it could be a stomach cramp or something. At least it didn't look serious. If she was really hurting, the lass would tell him what was troubling her, wouldn't she? Well she had to, because it was his job to keep an eye on her. If anything happened to Rin, Sesshoumaru-sama would certainly kill him.

 

 

Feeling a rare bout of pity for the exhausted girl (she did look worn out after all, what with the dark rings under her eyes and her sluggish movements), he clucked his tongue and said “You are going to ruin those mushrooms if you don't poke them right. Why don't you make yourself useful and take a nap under that tree while I see about dinner, you stupid girl?”

 

Muttering under his breath about the uselessness of ningens, he proceeded to take the food from her and set about preparing it himself.

 

Rin gave him a grateful smile and softly said “Hai, Jaken-sama, arigato.” She rose to her feet gingerly and headed for the nearby tree. With another sigh she sank down next to the overlarge roots beside the two-headed dragon Ah-Un and curled up in a ball. She murmured “Gomen, Jaken-sama,” and with that promptly fell asleep.

 

A short while later, as he was getting ready to roast the mushrooms over the small pit, Jaken noticed that the campfire was dwindling a bit. With a grumbling noise he made his way deeper into the forest to a small thicket of trees, about a hundred yards from the camp, intending to gather more wood. He hurried about his task, scooping as many twigs as he can carry in his stubby arms.

 

Upon returning to the camp, he heard a pitiful whimper coming from the slumbering Rin. ”Oh no, what is it with her now?” he thought as he dropped the firewood and hurried over to her side.

 

She was curled up in a fetal position and clutching at her left side. Her face was scrunched up in an awful grimace. Rivulets of perspiration were streaming down her face. She was obviously in terrible pain.

 

Jaken was suddenly gripped by overwhelming panic. “Oiy, Rin, what's wrong?” He knelt down next to her and gave her shoulder a soft nudge. “Is your stomach ailing you?”

 

“Jaken-sama…” Rin's eyes slowly opened. “It hurts…ohh…it hurts so bad, please m-make it s-stop!” she moaned as another spasm of pain hit her. Tears gathered in her eyes as she struggled to catch her breath. “R-Rin thinks its something she ate…ahhh.”

 

“Now, now, don't you worry now,” he said in his most soothing voice, albeit shakily. “I'm sure Sesshoumaru-sama will be back soon. He'll know what to do. In the meantime…” his voice trailed off.

 

What was he supposed to do? He couldn't just sit by and watch her suffer, and yet he knows next to nothing about human ailments. With Sesshoumaru-sama being a youkai, there was certainly no need for them to be lugging any medicinal items with them on their journey. It never occurred to them that Rin might be in need of those remedies in the future. Perhaps, he could take her to a village, but the closest one was miles away. And even if he could, he wasn't sure if it would be a good idea to even move her, she was in so much pain. He would have to make up his mind soon though, or the girl could die (he shudders at the thought). If that happens, Sesshoumaru-sama would show him no mercy, and his own death would be inevitable. And even without his life hanging in the balance, he did not want to see Rin doubled over in agony. As much as he would hate to admit, he had grown fond of the little ningen and did not want anything awful to befall her.

 

“Well, ah lets see…” he fumbled. “Maybe I can make you something warm to drink? It could ease the pain a bit, er…”

 

“Jaken-sama!” Rin had never felt so much physical pain in her entire life. Her side felt as if hot knives were continuously stabbing at her. Sweat and tears mingled on her face, which was deathly pale. Uncontrollable groans worked their way out of her mouth.

 

Seeing her like this made Jaken want to burst into tears. He felt so utterly helpless, so damn useless. Extending a hand, he touched her forehead. It was icy cold. He quickly stood up and grabbed the saddle blanket on Ah-Un's back and hurriedly covered Rin with it. “You're g-gonna be f-fine, I'll come up with s-something.” Patting her gently, he came to his feet again and began to pace in agitation. “Now what do I do?!?,” he thought, looking wildly around the campsite. He had to do something, anything, before her condition worsened…

 

“Jaken.”

 

Jaken yelped and spun around to face the owner of that dispassionate voice. He was so startled that he tripped on his long robes. Groveling at his master's feet, he began to stammer “I-I…my lord, Sesshoumaru-sama, you have returned!”

 

“Indeed.” The silver-haired youkai dismissed the prostrate toad without another thought and focused his golden eyes on the girl who was lying on the ground a couple of feet away. Something was wrong with this scenario. Rin always ran up to him with a welcoming toothy grin every time he got back from one of his minor sojourns. How come she wasn't up and about to greet him in her usual manner? It was also strange that she was already in bed this early in the evening. No, she wasn't asleep. She was obviously in terrible pain, he could sense it now emanating from her and he did not like it. Her features were dreadfully contorted and sweat was streaming down her face. His forehead curled in a slight frown as he made his way towards her.

 

“What's the matter with Rin?”

 

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Writer's Yaps:

 

Alrighty, there you go, the first chapter, woooheee!!!

 

Hopefully, it won't be the last. > sigh! <

 

As I've mentioned earlier, this is the first time I've attempted to write a story, so you would have to forgive me for any grammatical buchubuchus and bunbuns. If the chapter seems awkward in places, that's just due to my lack of writing experience. Hehe! However, please take the time to R&R…I'll be waiting. =)

 

I seriously doubt there would be people clamoring for chapter 2, but I guess I'll just have to wait and see… =)

 

> takes a bow =D <