InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Just a Litte Luv Story ❯ Some Say Love ( Chapter 7 )

Disclaimer: so what? I don't own Inuyasha, bite me… on second thought, please don't…

Ok, now on with the show

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Chappie 7

Some say love

**Flashback**

A thin blaze of neon green whipped into the little boy's body, raking into his stomach. An agonizing howl of pain sliced through the nighttime sky. The small, white-haired boy stared dully at his side, as if in a trance, watching the dark red blood ooze onto his hand.

An older boy stood above him, staring at him without any emotion from his golden eyes.

"Pathetic," he said, in a low, monotone voice, "you are pathetic. You are not worthy of being our father's son!"

The older boy's voice was flat and cold. It brimmed with cruelty, and indeed he was for hurting his brother, lying at his feet. Inuyasha was so lost in his pain that the whole world had dissipated. He was conscious, but there was nothing in his world right then, but the fierce stinging tremors of pain that shot through his body. His golden eyes flashed red.

Sesshomaru blinked in mild surprise when the hanyou's scent turned full demon for a heartbeat. The weakling was pushing it down. A growl bubbled in Inuyasha's chest and vibrated up his throat.

I am not weak! His teeth were clenched tightly shut as he tried to ignore the pain. Inside his head, his mind screamed at his brother. I am not weak! I'm gonna be strong! Inuyasha gulped in a ragged breath of air, his teeth grinding together with effort, and his head shot up to glare defiantly at his brother.

"Wretched half breed," Sesshomaru said, returning his brother's glare with his own, "With every breath you take, you sully mine, and my father's name more and more. Weak hanyou. A half-breed. You mutt." And then, he turned, slowly taking his leave, haughtily walking away from the bloody mess that was his brother.

Inuyasha sank to the ground, barely hanging on to consciousness. His skin was ghostly pale and his sweat mixed with his blood, creating a sickening stench that made it stuffy and hard to breath. Inuyasha's eyes slowly fluttered shut, just as he heard a voice from inside the house.

"Inuyasha! I home! Where are you sweetheart...?"

**End Flashback**

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Sesshomaru growled, "You ingrate…" A stray beam of sunlight filtered through the curtains and across the pure dog demon's eyes. Another low growl erupted from his throat as he slowly opened his eyes to a new day. He squinted at the bright room for a moment before climbing gracefully out of bed and shut the curtains. What was a schedule to today again? Border patrol was it? Well, well, well, better get to work. Sesshomaru slid back into his bed, completely contradicting his train of thought [A/N: if only I could do that on school days T.T]. What was it this time? Wasn't it some unruly hanyou that controlled puppets and strange wasp-like demons? Oh well, something the like, may as well finish him off, Sesshomaru thought as he drifted off to sleep…

[A/N: teehee, Sesshomaru is lazy. Lol, kinda funny when you think about it…]

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***Some say love, it is the river that drowns the tender reed,

Some say love, it is the razor that leaves the soul to bleed…***

Sesshomaru growled again as sunlight penetrated his rest. He tried to move his hand to block out the rays, only to be gripped in blinding pain. Oh yes, he defeated that halfling after an impressively lengthy battle only to find his barbaric incarnations at his throat. He killed one, but the other leaped at his back, and for once, Sesshomaru was grateful, well, somewhat, that the tensaiga was there to save his butt. [A/N: not kagura and kana, but those other things that naraku separated from his body like the guy with the snake thingy demon in his gut and the thing the broke tetsaiga]. A sweet melody floated through the forest, he growled threateningly, his eyes began to glow red.

***Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need,

But `I' say love, it is a flower and you it's only seed…***

The voice came carelessly closer, oblivious to his warning. Sesshomaru felt his aching muscled tense instinctively, ready for action. All his senses were alert, straining for any signs of ill intent in anything that moved. A twig snapped behind him. Years of training took hold, his mind and body sprang all at once, ready to pounce and kill. But as his mind advanced, remembering all the different ways to dismember a body with as little mess as possible, his body fell to pieces in searing hot pain. Damn it, he thought, feeling fear and not liking it. It was the first time in his life that he was completely helpless to defend himself. However, his growl and sudden spasm of movement was enough to startle the young girl skipping and singing in the forest.

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He listened quietly to the sound of water splashing. Stiffened when he felt the hot water against his bloody side. The girl in the forest had run off, only to appear again with a tub of steaming water, bandages and antibacterial cream. She'd timidly tugged off his ripped outer coat and shirt and was silently cleaned and bandaged each of his wounds. He stared coldly down at her.

"Why do you not say anything?" He demanded icily, when he got no answer he said, "Do you not know who I am?" The girl just looked up at him and smiled, very brightly. She giggled and continued washing the blood soaked handkerchief. Sesshomaru scowled.

"Answer when you are spoken to," he said louder and more commanding. The girl cringed.

"uh-uh-uh" She said, sounding more like she was having problems with hiccups than actually attempting to speak. She shook her head and looked down, rubbing her eyes a little and sniffling softly. Sesshomaru sighed, giving up any hope of finding any information about her. The girl seemed to sense that he was letting it go and looked up happily at his face. Sesshomaru didn't know why he felt a twinge of guilt, a completely knew emotion to him, when he saw the tear tracks, running lines on her mud and blood smudged face. [A/N: blood because of the fact that she had her hands in his blood when she was washing the cloth, and then she wiped her eyes. ^.^ just FYI]

The strange mute girl continued washing his wounds, Sesshomaru felt the pain subside. The dog demon examined her indifferently. She was small, and her face didn't look like she was any older than fifteen, however, her body and scent suggested otherwise. Her face retained much of the childhood sweetness and innocence that most people lost by adolescence. She wore a mud spattered over sized tee shirt and raggedy shorts, exposing her dirty, lightly tanned and slim long legs. Her hair was messy and some of it was tied up in a side pony tail. It was long and dark brown, making a sharp contrasting frame around her face. She was pretty, he finally admitted, after much debating in his head. Then, he leaned his head back and listened to the birds sing in the forest, trying to rest so that tomorrow, he could finally leave.

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"But we still share the same hearts and the same feelings. A demon can experience pain just like humans. They can feel happiness, sadness, depression and anger…"

[A/N: just FYI again, this is an excerpt from Kagome's school presentation thing, there'll be more later ^.^]

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Sesshomaru's nose twitched. He opened his golden eyes and found himself blearily staring at a small plate of onigiri, hovering above his nose.

"Don't bother," he said stiffly, "I don't eat human food."

The plate of food was pushed insistently at his face. Sesshomaru sat up and looked at the girl. She stared persistently back, nudged the plate of rice balls with a determined look on her face. Her bottom lip was puckered out and she appeared to be a pouting five year old. Or at least, she would have if her face wasn't so thin.

"Do you not hear me?" Sesshomaru asked icily, "I will not eat it."

"Uh- uh- uh," she urged, again shoving the food in front of Sesshomaru. He lost his temper and swung at the plate with the back of his hand. It landed at the opposite end of the clearing in a crumbling heap. The girl's eyes went wide and she gasped as she ran to the onigiri and started devouring it ravenously, not caring that it had fallen in the dirt.

Sesshomaru tilted his head slightly, regarding her with confused interest. A slight frown formed on his face as it dawned on him.

"You were starving," Sesshomaru said to himself, with out any emotion showing in his voice, "And you offered it to me first."

The young and still hungry teenager stood up and ran off. But before she disappeared into the trees, she looked back and smiled cheerfully, like a child about to go on a train ride or something the like. Sesshomaru stared after her before reclining again onto the soft bed of grass and leaves that the girl had made for him.

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She returned later, staggering a little, with a plastic container with a delectable aroma rising from it. Sesshomaru felt his hungry stomach begin to churn as he swallowed a few times lest he start drooling. She came up to him and placed the seasoned and roasted chicken in front of him and fell backwards, onto her behind, panting a little.

"Where did you get all those bruises?" Sesshomaru asked, careful to keep any emotion from showing in his voice, "Don't get excited about it, I'm just curious." The girl looked up at him in shock at first, and then smiled happily, before nudging the food towards him.

Sesshomaru ate delicately, forced himself to keep from digging his claws into the juicy flesh and tear into it with his fangs. Yes, he was hungry, but no, he wasn't unsophisticated. The silent girl watched him eat happily, a smile earnestly gracing her face. Later that evening, she brought a blanket out to him and quietly walked away.

It was in the middle of that very same night, that Sesshomaru awoke when he heard and smelled something approaching him. It was the girl yet again. He made no sound and pretended to be sleeping, keeping his breath even and his eyes lightly closed. Thinking he was asleep, she fumbled with the plastic container that once held a delicious roasted chicken, now it was nothing but bones. Sesshomaru cracked his eyes open just enough to see what that girl was doing. A twinge of guilt somehow wormed its way into his ice cold heart. She must have been starving, and she still watched him eat with a smile on her face. This girl was so hungry that she'd come back and gnaw on the bones that had been picked bare Sesshomaru out of the habit he'd learned in his proper etiquette class. She was even licking the bottom of the plastic, hoping to taste some of the left over broth. And yet, she still smiled, so happily, as she watched him eat…

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The next day, Sesshomaru woke up with a familiar scent tickling his nose. He turned around to see black lashes resting on smooth pale cheeks. The girl had disposed of the empty plastic container and was curled up next to him, shivering slightly in the morning chill. Her over-large shirt had fallen off her shoulder, exposing pale, soft skin underneath, perhaps the only section of skin on her body that was somewhat clean. He gingerly pulled the collar of the shirt over her shoulder, then tucked the blanket around her tiny frame and was about to stand up when he felt something preventing him from doing so. Sesshomaru looked down and found the girl clinging tightly to his shirt sleeve. She was still sleeping, but held on with amazing strength for a human girl that was asleep.

After gently prying her fingers off, he stood up and walked to a nearby stream, letting his ears led him there. His bathing was interrupted by a tiny "eep." He looked up just in time to see a black haired head duck behind a nearby by tree. Needless to say, Sesshomaru finished up and got dressed very quickly.

"I'm decent," Sesshomaru said indifferently. There was an audible sigh of relief, and the girl stepped out from behind the tree, blushing like crazy. The redness added a lot of color to her pale, malnourished skin. Recovering quickly, she smiled again and skipped down to him and tugged on his arm, asking him to follow her.

The girl somehow managed to lead him around and they spent the day together. She showed him the best places to pick berries and both of the snacked on the sweet fruits for breakfast. Sesshomaru surprised himself by chuckling upon seeing the girl's red stained face, colored by the juicy berries. Sesshomaru deftly caught and killed a boar and skinned it easily. The girl managed to start a fire and she was full for the first time in weeks.

That night, she brought a whole stack of blankets. Without saying a word, she set them up nimbly, laying two on the ground over two piles of leaves and grass. She rolled two into pillows and laid two other ones over everything to make a makeshift bed. Then, she turned to him proudly, as if showing off her handiwork. Sesshomaru regarded it scornfully, and then, as regally as he could, stepped into the bigger of the primitive beds. The girl stood over him for a little while. Finally, he got fed up and sat upright. The young woman was startled and jumped back a little.

"What?" Sesshomaru asked, much more gently than he'd said anything before.

"Uh-uh-uh," The girl stammered, "R-r-ri-Rin. Rin. Rin! RIN!" She appeared shocked at first, and in fact, so was Sesshomaru, who thought that the she couldn't speak at all. However, after a few moments, she looked at him proudly then began dancing around a little in the clearing. She pointed to herself and declared, "Rin!" Then squealed out of joy and danced around some more. Sesshomaru just stared with his customary cold blank face, not that she even noticed, this strange girl named Rin. She continued to dance around the clearing happily, laughing when she lost her footing and toppled to the ground, reminding Sesshomaru of when he watched Inuyasha take his first steps. He had a hard time concealing his feelings as he watched the happy, carefree girl jump around the clearing.

He watched over her that night. When she was cold, he draped the blanket over her shivering body. When she had nightmares, he awkwardly placed a strong, clawed hand on her shoulder. Some how, she found comfort in it and slumbered peacefully afterward. Then, sometime before the dawn, he quietly slinked out of the clearing and silently walked away.

"Good bye, Rin," he whispered softly to her, though no one but himself and the crickets heard him.

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He stomped through the garden. For the first time, actually STOMPED. Since when had he picked up such crude habits? How on earth did it happen? First, he was standing in fighting position with his master, then, within three quarters of a second, he found himself staring up and the ceiling. Never had he EVER lost a round so quickly. In fact, up till now, he had always stayed on his feet for at least a good thirty minutes. What happened?

He sat down hard, so hard, that he actually heard a thump on the bench. He rubbed his head thinking back to what else had been happening lately. Once he suddenly found that he had a craving to stop and sniff a fragrant bloom as he was walking by it while consulting with a noble demon. He found himself daydreaming his tutoring time away. That NEVER happened before. Sure, his lessons were boring, but he was strictly disciplined and held strong against any temptation that would steer his concentration from his studies. However, what actually SCARED him, was that fact that he was daydreaming about a girl. THAT girl. The crazy, dancing one in the forest. He… he wanted to see her again. WHAT IS WITH THE CRAZY THOUGHTS?! He mentally screamed at himself. But, it couldn't hurt… to visit… could it?

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Sesshomaru descended upon the village that, he remembered, was close to the clearing where he'd spent the night with Rin. His black with bluish-white flamed shirt flapped a little in the wind. He was wearing jet black pants and black shoes. Following his nose, tracking to the best of his ability among so many people, he eventually made his was to a small, open air market. There was a large crowd in the market place. Curious and recognizing a familiar smell, Sesshomaru approached the mob.

"Move," Sesshomaru said sternly.

"Who the hell do you think you are to-" the man was cut short with a quick flick in the stomach.

"I hope you enjoy receiving a hole in you're stomach," Sesshomaru said coolly, feeling as if there was somewhere he needed to get to and quickly as possible. [A/N: that's the lame reason he had for poking a hole in some guy's stomach.] "I usually bestow that honor on lesser demons." And with that, he continued making his was into the crowd, leaving the man to find a doctor on his own.

"Do you really think you can steal from me?" a man said angrily, "Answer me!"

"I- uh- uh -uh," whimpered the accused thief.

"Do you know the punishment to stealing?"

"Uh- uh- uh." Sesshomaru knew that voice. He knew that scent.

"You're going to either get a hefty fine or get a whipping!" a hand descended down towards her face. The figure cringed, fear spiking her scent and making it unbearable for Sesshomaru.

"Stop!" Sesshomaru said, "What right do you have to inflict a punishment to one who hasn't been tried, nor had a chance to defend herself?"

"Who do you think you are-" this time, it wasn't Sesshomaru who silenced the man, but a high pitched shriek. "Hey! Come back here you thief!"

She was crying, Sesshomaru noted. His face was calm but his mind was whirling, for the first time in his life, he didn't know what to do. She was running straight at him. Was that a good thing? She was crying and running at him. She was crying and running full speed at him. Good lord, Kami, she was crying and running full speed straight at him and didn't seem to be stopping.

"Hold it right there!" a shout came from the mob. A man in uniform and flashing a badge to the crowd grabbed the crying and running girl roughly. She yelped but stood still. "What is going on?" the police officer asked.

"That girl right there tried to steal some of my onigiri," the salesman answered.

"And what have you to say to defend yourself?" the police officer asked Rin. She shuddered and stared at the ground.

"Answer me!"

"Apparently, you don't realize that she cannot speak," the cool voice of Sesshomaru broke in, "And apparently, you cannot see how malnourished she is and poorly clothed." Rin looked up at Sesshomaru fearfully, "Uh-uh-uh," she whispered.

"Well, stealing is stealing," the police officer said, "She'll still have to pay a fine at the very least."

"I'm sure this will be more that enough to cover her expenses," Sesshomaru said calmly, handing the officer a fat roll of bills. His eyes, as well as the eyes of every witness in the mob, popped out. [A/N: not literally ^.^]

"Uh-uh-uh," the police officer stammered, sounding just like the mute girl standing in front of him, "Thank you sir, yes, this is more than enough, may I ask your name sir?"

"Are you afraid that you are taking money from a thief? You can't believe that anyone would strut around carrying enough money to buy three palaces?" Sesshomaru smirked, "I am Sesshomaru, son of lord Inutaishu and prince of the western lands. You are on land which belongs to me." Now, everyone turned to look at Sesshomaru with knew respect.

"Oh! I- I- I didn't know…" stammered the salesman, "I - I - "

"Don't bother," Sesshomaru said coldly, then he looked at Rin, "Come with me."

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The two walked to the edge of the village and came to the beginning of the surrounding forest. "Did you really steal the onigiri?" Sesshomaru asked, trying to be as gentle as possible.

"Uh- uh- uh," Rin stammered. She started to sniffle and tears rolled down her pale cheeks. Sesshomaru turned around, worried, though it didn't show on his face. [A/N: [sigh] you still have a long way to go Sesshomaru.] "Don't cry-"

Rin lurched herself at Sesshomaru, who was stunned speechless, witless and very, very, very startled. He lost his footing [o.O] when Rin rammed into him, and being too startled to do anything, felt himself falling backward and didn't react at all. His eyes were wide as he struggled to register what the heck was going on. They landed with a thud. Rin clung to his shirt sobbing. At first, Sesshomaru came as near as he'd ever been to panicking. After all, there was a sobbing girl in his arms. A sobbing human girl. A sobbing human homeless mute girl who'd just committed a robbery.

She suddenly, she gasped and jumped up. Her eyes were round in fright as she looked at him. Sesshomaru stood up gracefully and regarded her, mentally sorting out what was going on. Rin was doing to same thing, however, she was frantically thinking about what was happening while Sesshomaru calmly thought over the aspiring events. Rin had been so relieved to find that he'd returned to her. She had been so lonely for the past week, thinking of him. And then, when he returned, she found out that he was the PRINCE of the western lands. How should she act towards him? Is he mad at her for stealing? For getting his shirt wet?

"What's wrong?" Sesshomaru asked, or stated rather.

"Uh- uh- uh," Rin tried to say, then gave up. She timidly walked up to him and hesitantly reached out to his dampened shirt. Sesshomaru understood immediately. Rin gasped when he pulled her against his body.

"Don't worry," he said coolly, "I'm only paying back my debt to you for healing me, nothing more." What the hell am I doing? He mentally asked himself. [A/N: teehee, stop lying to urself sesshy ^.^]

"Th- th- tha- thank- thank you," Rin said through his wet shirt.

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The tired girl cried herself out. Sesshomaru sifted through the scents emitting from her. He smelled joy, relief, fear and hope. Finally, her tremors ceased and Sesshomaru loosened his grip to look into her face. She looked back up at him, like a helpless child. He let his arms fall back to his sides; his mind was having trouble sorting itself out.

They walked together to the same clearing that Rin came across Sesshomaru that fateful day. Sesshomaru pulled a packet out of his pant pocket and handed it to Rin. The dirt-smudged teen tentatively took it and looked questioningly at the silver haired demon. Sesshomaru merely nodded, refusing to let his face show any emotion. Rin carefully unwrapped the small package and let out a sudden squeal in delight. She happily picked off a small piece of brownie and slowly savored the rich chocolate taste. Sesshomaru cracked a small smile, an endearing one [o.O], and told her to stay put for a little while. He then raced of back into town, to find a way to satisfy her hunger once and for all.

Rin stood in the clearing, not very sure what to do. She looked longingly down at the wedge of brownie in her hand, and then covered it back up with the brown paper it had come in. She'd save it for later. The hungry little girl sat down on the grassy bed that Sesshomaru once occupied and resorted to an old method to chase away her hunger pains.

***Some say love, it is the river that drowns the tender reed.

Some say love, it is a razor that leaves the soul to bleed.

Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need…***

Sesshomaru slowed down when he heard a familiar melody in the forest. He carried a plastic bag brimming with hot dogs, onigiri, and other special treats [A/N: there's this hot dog thingy that I've had at some oriental bakeries in China town and it tastes really good, but not exactly like American hot dogs, so yeah.] That was Rin's voice. How can she be singing? Sesshomaru quickened his pace a little bit.

***But I say love, it is a flower and you it's only seed.***

Rin turned around when she heard someone approaching. She made a happy startled sound and jumped up to greet the dog demon, becoming even more excited when she saw the full bag of hot food he was carrying.

The little picnic in the clearing went well. Sesshomaru spoke most of the time. He liked the reaction he received from her. She hung onto his every word, and she listened with wide eyes as he told her of palace life. He told her about his martial arts training and of his private tutoring. He told her of his private gardens and watched, amused, by her dreamy eyes when he described a particular court party. He described his companions, Kagura, her sister Kana, and many other strong noble demons. He gently observed her grow tired as the long day drew to a close. And he let her drift away into sleep against his shoulder, and draped his button up shirt around her as the night grew cold.

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The next morning showed to figures lazily sleeping straight into the afternoon. When Sesshomaru awake at dawn, he made a decision, watching the steady breathing of his sleeping companion. It was a decision that would most likely lose him many of his long time friends, but he made it anyway.

And so, the noon time sun found the pair walking down a vacant road together, Rin was clinging onto his arm, frightened and excited. After a while, her weak body tired from the strenuous walking and she found herself in Sesshomaru's arms for the remainder of the trip. She smiled and hummed a soft melody to herself.

"What is that?" Sesshomaru asked, tilting his head to bring an ear closer. Rin blushed and shook her head.

"What is it?" Sesshomaru asked again, this time more insistently. Rin blushed even more but softly began to sing. As time went on, her voice became stronger and clearer. Sesshomaru listened as she repeated the same verse again and again as the song began to gain in volume.

***Some say love, it is the river that drowns the tender reed.

Some say love, it is a razor that leaves the soul to bleed.

Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need.

But I say love, it is a flower and you its only seed.***

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"Anything and everything that is living can feel compassion and love. Sometimes, it comes naturally, sometimes, it needs to be taught… all it takes for a living being to care for and love another creature, is to be shown love and caring by someone first…"

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***It's the heart afraid of breakin', that never learns to dance,

And the dream afraid of wakin', that never takes a chance.

It's the one who won't be taken, that cannot seem to give,

And the soul afraid of dyin', that never learns to live.***

**Flash Back**

"Mommy is dead?" Bitter tears began to flow out of golden eyes, "I can't ever see her again?"

What was this stinging in his heart? This pain that blotted out the entire world and left him feeling bear, exposed, weak and painfully alone. Mother, he thought, I'll never see you again. I'll never play with you and chase your tail again. [A/N: sry! I had to add that, I just couldn't resist!]. I never fall asleep in your arms again…

The pain was sharp, like when something smacks you, the kind of pain that hurts blindingly for a second before dulling and finally dissipating. However, this pain didn't go away, it stayed, pulsing behind his eye sockets, pushing tears into his eyes. With every beat of his heart, he felt a knife stab into his chest. My mother is gone…

"I'm sorry my son," the baritone voice said from above, a clawed hand rested of a silver head, "The doctors tried everything they could."

A little four year old demon sat with his back to the cold stone wall of his room, staring vacantly at the puddle of moonlight filtering in through his window. `Heart of stone' he thought in his mind. He'd read it in a book somewhere, he couldn't remember where at the moment, only knew that it will help ease his pain. It was a chant that he'd soon find himself repeating over and over again as he grew. `Heart of stone, eyes of ice, head of lead, heart of stone, eyes of ice, head of lead …'

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"Milord, your father is gravely ill," a maid told the icy, twelve year old demon, "It would be wise to begin searching for a capable doctor."

"Then send Myouga, or Jaken to search," Sesshomaru responded, "I'll have none of this."

No, he thought, I cannot become overwrought now. The pain is better left repressed. The demon remained frozen, his heart in a barren blizzard, forever embedded in snow. His mother died, leaving him in an eternal winter, perpetually frozen so that he will never feel the pain, never forget the image of his beautiful demon mother, so that he will never waken to the warmth of the bright, yet piercing sun, so that he will never experience the grief that left the gaping hole in his soul again.

`Hear of stone, eyes of ice, head of lead…'

**End Flash Back** [A/N: it was a lame flash back, I know T.T]

***When the night has been too lonely, and the road has been too long,

And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong.

Just remember in the winter, far beneath the winter snows,

Lies the seed, that with the sun's love in the spring, becomes the rose.***

Sesshomaru matched his steps with the beat of the song. He listened quietly as her voice rose and dipped. And, as they journeyed back to the castle of the Western Lands, Sesshomaru slowly began to realize why. He began to realize why he had lost his composure last week, why he couldn't stop thinking of her. It was because at last, winter was turning into spring, and with spring, comes the warmth and joy of love that will magically coax a flower to emerge from its seed. His heart, once frozen in a barren wintery tundra was feeling the season slowly changing into spring, and it, "with the sun's love in the spring", will become the rose.

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