InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ RavynSkyes's Drabbles ❯ This time around... ( Chapter 14 )

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

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Originally Written For - MFSanctuary's prompt "outsider's pov"
Title: This time around… 
Author: Plumespixie
Rating:K
Cannon/AU:Canon Continuation 
Character(S): Sess/Rin 
Genre: Romance/spiritual
Word Count: 409
Summary: Inupapa keeps an eye on the important people in his life… as does another playful spirit.
The thing about the afterlife is, its pretty damn boring, especially since my human mate was reincarnated…
I spend most of my time watching her, and, coincidentally enough, my son.
Of course, he has no idea who she's a reincarnation of, and, as much as it might bother me to see her with him, I can't help but feel glad that she's under the protection of another inutaiyoukai.
Oh, those early days were rough for me, when she was beaten, starved, and alone. I couldn't figure out why she had chosen this life… what her purpose was. She refused to tell me why she was going back… but now I know.
She doesn't remember our relationship, and when I saw her, after my sword was returned to its rightful owner and that pathetic wraith was defeated, I had to cut my speech short, for fear I would say too much, and he, my son that is, would kill her.
Now, as I watch them, exchanging vows and drinking sake, I realize how important she is to him, and how much she has changed him, and I know why I fell in love with her all over again.
I watch him lean in to kiss her, and he's so careful with her, mindful of his fangs, and his powerful grip on her waist, and I know how necessary it was that she leave me.
He's going to mark her, as I never could… I had already marked another, and though I no longer loved her, it was still binding.
I may not see Izayoi… sorry, I forget sometimes… what I mean is, I may not see Rin again for many hundreds of years, my son is powerful, and will live a long time, but, at least I can watch over her now.
A woman sits beside me, watching, and she and I have the same small smiles on our ghostly faces. She's much happier to be here than I, and she has a playful streak…
A strong gust of wind blew by, sending the flowers from Rin's hair and blowing the heavy skirts of her uchikake kimono up, giving a view of her legs to her new husband, and the guests alike.
Red faced, she straightened her robes, and took the offered arm, heading into the Shiro he'd spent the last 9 years building for just for her…
It was going to be a great life, this time around.