InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ RavynSkyes's Drabbles ❯ Lonely No More ( Chapter 47 )

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Originally Written For: LJ Comm Inu_Kaidan "FEAR" prompt 100 word limit.

Title: Lonely No More
Author: Plumespixie
Rating: G
AU/Canon: canon/continuation
Word count: 671
Warnings: None
Summary: Two lonely people finally give in to their need to be with eachother
A/N:A little bit melancholy - but a happy ending none the less

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Fanfiction Sequel | Uploaded On: 08.27.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 473 | Status: Completed

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Originally Written For: LJ Comm Inu_Kaidan "FEAR" prompt 100 word limit.

Title: Lonely No More
Author: Plumespixie
Rating: G
AU/Canon: canon/continuation
Word count: 671
Warnings: None
Summary: Two lonely people finally give in to their need to be with eachother
A/N:A little bit melancholy - but a happy ending none the less

She sat on his lap, facing him… she'd gotten carried away, lost in his eyes, in the moment…

She was sure she must look incredibly foolish to him right now. Eyes wide as saucers in disbelief at her own actions.

She'd… she'd kissed him.

Her lord, her savior, and, for the last 15 years of her life, a friend… and she'd kissed him.

What the in all the hells was she thinking?

Now, at nearly 24 she wasn't married, had no children and her life revolved around her herb garden, and her 'nieces' and 'nephews'; Kagome's quarter demons, Sango's brood of 8, and more recently, Kohaku and his wife's 3 kids.

Everyone made such a big deal about the fact that Rin had never married, and most feared she was too old for such a thing now.

For her part, she'd never really thought about it… it always seemed something for 'other' people to do, and… she was not other people.

She was Rin, and she was…happy. Always. Yes, she convinced herself… she was always happy - always smiling, and always kind.

Perfect Rin.

Helpful Rin.

Virginal Rin…

Lonely Rin…

But still, she was certain that she'd never… Well, okay - maybe when she was a still a child, innocent and naïve to the world, she'd laugh and say she was going to 'marry her Sesshomaru-sama' someday… but… all little girls did that. Hells, for over a year Miroku-sama's daughter was absolutely convinced she was going to marry her father when she grew up.

It was a phase… a childish phase…

He'd certainly seemed to think so, and never paid it much mind. Certainly he hadn't killed her when she'd said it, as Inuyasha claimed he would.

He'd simply snorted, and in characteristic fashion, looked away, with a wry, 'Do as you wish Rin.' as his response.

As she got older, and she reflected on her behavior with a tinge of embarrassment, she was certain that he answered her in such a way because, in his infinite wisdom, he had simply known that she would 'grow out of it', and it must have been an attempt to spare her little girl feelings.

So why, more than a decade later, when he'd sat under the Goshinboku, and, for the first time she could recall, had admitted he…missed his father…

Why had she gone over to him and kissed him as if it were the most natural thing in the world?

Of all the reasons for a human woman to kiss him… that should have been the last of them.

"I'm sorry…" she whispered, shifting her weight, so she could raise from his lap without tripping on the fine silk he'd brought for her two years ago.

But -

He stopped her; tightening his grip on her waist before she could make to flee.

"Do not be."

She turned to look at him again, her shock clearly written on her face.

He pulled her close against him, holding her in place. She was stiff, not settling into his embrace, but he did not seem to be deterred.

"Do you wish to be mine, Rin?"

He sounded tired, defeated, and if she were not mistaken…happy?

She was silent, considering for a moment all the things that being 'his' might mean. She would have to leave the village, of that she was certain. She would be known as 'demon's whore' to any passing humans, she would most likely never be a mother, his hatred of hanyou still fresh in her mind.

But…

She would finally belong to someone, in a way she never had before. As an orphan whose early childhood had been wrought with pain, and spent moving from home to home, even more so after Kaede had died when she was 12… the idea definitely had its merits.

Making her decision, she remained quiet, only nodding her head against his chest.

He inhaled deeply, letting out a withering breath, and declared, in the most commanding tone he could muster,

"Then… it shall be so."