InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ RavynSkyes's Drabbles ❯ Petals ( Chapter 42 )

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

A/N: I don't own them, but if I did, Rin would be hanging with me, playing barbies and dress-up and getting into my jewelry, make-up, and heels! We'd do each other's nails and hair and have a sleep over complete with pillow fight and gossip about BOYS, (Something tells me she has a whole lot to say about Sesshomaru and Kohaku! Things I'd LOVE to know!) and we'd stay up all night and eat cookie-dough and IceCream and watch anime and chick flicks (I'd cover her eyes during the sex scenes, of course) and we'd sleep on the floor in sleeping bags and when it was time to go we'd do the secret handshake we made up the night before and make all our inside jokes in front of Sess, just to piss him off, then we'd give each other a big hug and promise to call each other and that we SO have to do this EVERY MONTH AT LEAST, and it'd be awesome. (Can you tell I totally want to be 'cool aunt Candice' to Rin? Cuz I totally do. Oh well, for now, Izzanami's daughter will have to do - cuz I totally dig that little girl, chibihime.)

Okay… ON TO THE FICCAGE!

He watched covertly, listening to her repeat the words over and over, "He can love, He can not love, He can love, He can not love, He can love!" When she eventually ended her chant, and the last petal fell to the ground, she smiled and picked up another flower. Rin sat humming to herself briefly before starting again, only this time with a different chant, "He loves me, He loves me not, He loves me, He loves me not," over and over until the last petal, when Sesshomaru expected her to say 'He loves me!' and squeal that high pitched girlish squeal that females of her species were so fond of using in moments of excitement.

Instead Rin looked sadly at the remaining petal for a moment, before tossing it aside completely. "Ridiculous." She said, the barest hint of bitterness in her tone.

Suddenly another scent on the wind came much closer than before and another young human female approached his girl. "C'mon Rin! Don't you want to help us plan your mogi? Aren't you excited? You'll be an adult! Free to come and go as you please, and make your own choices! I can't wait for mine next year, and yours is in only two weeks!"

The young girl never seemed to shut up, rambling on and on. How obnoxious.

Eventually Rin rose to follow the girl, taking one last over-the-shoulder glance at her forgotten petal, still attached to the stem.

Sesshomaru jumped down from his hidden perch. Two weeks, huh?

The next morning, Rin awoke to a new kimono - a furisode - at the foot of her bed. On the top was a folded piece of parchment with her name written in simple hiragana characters, and bearing a blue wax seal in the shape of a creseant moon.

"Sesshomaru-sama?" she questioned aloud to herself.

Her breath hitched when she broke the seal and unfolded the delicate parchment.

A single, slightly withered petal came fluttering out.

Rin smiled.

He loves me.