InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ RavynSkyes's Drabbles ❯ His Gift to Her ( Chapter 8 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or the characters, but c'mon, you knew that!
A/N: originally for IYFiccontest LJ community drabble 'Jewlery' prompt - Won 3rd place
Title: His 'gift' to her...
Author: Plumespixie
Prompt: JEWLERY
AU/Canon: Canon/continuation
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Word Count 431
Summery: immortality may be a gift for some, but for others it can be a curse.
A/N: I slightly love an evil Sesshomaru...
He fingered the crescent moon shaped jade tama in his sleeve yet again.
His mother had said,
"It is not a 'gift', Sesshomaru, it is my assurance that never again will you be distracted by this human girl of yours." as she handed him the tama that bore a striking resemblance to any ordinary necklace… but this bit of 'jewelry' was oh so much more… this was what would ensure that Rin never again met the master of hell, never again would her body be cold and lifeless in his arm, and never again would he need to risk his life for hers, because now, she would never die.
Her body would not age, and she would never be 'sick', he wounds would always heal, and he, for the first time since she was eight years old, could find a bit of peace.
He wondered how long it would take her to figure it out? How long until she noticed it could no more be removed than could the hanyou's beads?
How many of her friends would die before her? How many of her children? When would she realize she would never see her family in the afterlife? How long until she would hate him for the curse he placed on her - and it was a curse for a human to be immortal… even if they didn't realize it.
She would belong nowhere, not in the human world or the demon one… perhaps when she realized that, she would come into his exclusive company again? Or, perhaps she would never want to see him again? He didn't know, and, he didn't care… He would always watch her, always know her whereabouts, and always breathe easy knowing she still lived, even if she hated it… His needs, as always, would come first, and he needed her, even if she didn't want him.
The irony of the situation was not lost on him, but the humor his mother found in it was.
"I've said it before, but it bears repeating Sesshomaru… you have become like your father in the strangest of ways!" she had taunted, after he had first inquired her about making the stone.
He came to the clearing she was waiting in, she looked up and gave him a breath taking smile. She was 16, and now, she would always be sixteen…
He smirked in return, and reached into his sleeve. It didn't matter to him if she did hate him… He would not let her die, no, never again, no matter what the cost.
"Rin… I have a gift for you…"