InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ RavynSkyes's Drabbles ❯ Hero ( Chapter 63 )

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

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A/N: HEY YA'LL, I'M BACK WITH ANOTHER SHORT STORY!

This one's theme is: 'Hero'

Summary: Rin wants a man like her father - and she knows just who fits the bill.

"So what about you, Rin?" Rin blushed and looked at the group of village girls that were her best friends.

"Ummmm, I don't know? Tall?" Her friends gave her the most disbelieving looks they could,

"C'mon Rin, just… tall? That's all? The rules were you had to name ten. Your top ten most important things in a husband."

Rin did NOT want to talk about this. She didn't know what to say? What did she care? She wasn't getting married to any human boy. Even if Sesshomaru-sama wouldn't ever actually marry her... she still couldn't marry some human boy; especially considering...

Gritting her teeth, she thought hard, knowing her friends would not let up until she named ten things. Her thoughts drifted back to her earliest memories of her father.

Rin's father, the way she remembered him anyway, no doubt colored by childish perceptions, idealization, and wishful thinking that sometimes obscured actual memories, was that he was tall, the silent type, but with warm eyes and a gentle touch.

Her father had never been one for words, but he'd been good with a sword, though not good enough to save her mother, and brothers from the group of 15 or so bandits that had attacked them as they traveled.

He was a former samurai, but had been released from service by his lord when he met and impregnated Rin's mother, who had been a mid-level courtesan, to become a fisherman. While this effectively lowered their family's status, still they were happy in the life they'd made. Though he no longer battled, he had practiced his kata each morning and little Rin would watch, clutching the sheathe and decorating his sword hilt with flower wreathes when he was done. He hadn't ever worn armor that she recalled, but there had been an old chest plate in the bottom of the trunk that her older brother had like to dress up in to play.

"Hmmm, Tall… and… strong and…" Rin closed her eyes, remembering how her father would hold her when she'd had a scary dream, or the way he would lift buckets of fish out from the side of the boat… Then her memories became clouded, with visions of death and blood and screaming and a bandit's body run through as her father attempted to fend them off, commanding her torun; run far away.

Rin shivered "…protective… He has to be protective, and… " More memories of him surfaced. The way her father held her mother when she'd cried for a child lost before it could be born, the way he smoothed her bangs and kissed her forehead when she lay down next to her brothers on their shared tatami mat; the way he'd seemed so fearless in the face of death, vowing to kill as many of the worthless bandits as he could before they killed him… Rin's father was a hero to her. Her eyes misted over, but she blinked the tears back.

"Okay, what do I have? Tall, strong, protective, fearless, loyal… Willing to do anything for his family… um… hmmm… " The girls were obviously getting bored with Rin's list and urged her on…

"Okay, but what about more… Physical stuff? What does he look like?" Rin sighed,

"I already said tall!" Her friend grinned, "and…" Rin huffed. She didn't give a damn what he looked like, she only said tall because it seemed generic enough to pass off easily.

"Medium build, a nice complexion, hair on the longish side, eyes that are expressive and…" a mischievious grin twisted her lips, "a big sword." She finally giggled at the double entendre. Thathad certainly gotten her friends off her back, and ended her list.

"So why?" Her friend finally asked.

"Why what?"

"Why all that stuff?" Rin thought about it… She wanted a man like her father. Even though he'd been dead all these years, she still idolized him.

Even Sesshomaru-sama couldn't replace her father.

"I want… a man… I want a man like my father. He was a samurai before he became a fisherman. He was tall, strong, never really said much, but he never had to, his eyes said it all. He died for me. He jumped in front of a blade that was meant for me and told me to run… So I did… and then… I was… alone… and…" Rin became visibly uncomfortable at this point. She did not wish to relive some particular memories, and she did not want to share them with others. "Well, let's just say… He's the only human man who never hurt me. My father was gruff, maybe even… short tempered… with everyone but me and my mother and brothers. He never got mad at me, never scolded me or spanked me…" Rin giggled, "Even when I decorated his sword with flower wreathes every morning after he was done with his kata… My father was my hero, and any man I marry is going to have to be a hero in my eyes as well."

"Soooo…" One of the girls ventured, "Do you know any 'hero's Rin?"

Rin blushed, her gaze shooting over her friend's shoulder, to the long lean shadow of the Taiyoukai, resting casually on a tree branch, obviously waiting until she could ditch her friends and meet with him.

"I do." She nodded, and even at this distance, golden eyes captured hers as she winked, and he smiled.

Later on in the woods

"I told Kagome-sama and Inuyasha-kun that Rin would not be back until tomorrow." Rin blushed, and sat herself next to Sesshoumaru, who was tending the fire quietly.

He set down the stick he'd been using to re-arrange the coals, dusted his hand off on his silk hakama, and turned to face the lovely teenaged girl seated at his side.

Sesshoumaru reclined back against the thick tree trunk behind him, and held an open hand up in invitation. Blushing the entire time, Rin accepted, seating herself in his lap. One warm palm ran up and down over her back, and another moved a wayward strand of her hair away from her face, before cupping her jaw-line and dragging her face up to his own.

Lightly his lips brushed hers; short fleeting kisses over and over that slowly grew in length, intensity, depth and richness until finally their tongues were tangled and their bodies were pressed close together in shared passion. When the need for air forced them to break apart, Sesshoumaru leaned far down and pressed his forehead to Rin's in an intimate gesture, as his nimble fingers sought to untie the knot in the obi he'd bought for her to replace the one he'd… shredded in the heat of passion. "A wise decision." He intoned, before kissing her senseless once more.

Laying in the afterglow and staring at the stars, Rin felt more content than she ever had. Everything she wanted was right here. His arms around her, his long hair sweeping over her and his scent enveloping her.

His smooth voice broke the comfortable silence, "Rin, this Sesshoumaru no longer wishes to carry on in such a dishonorable manner with you."

Rin's heart stopped. What? What on earth was he saying?

"Sesshoumaru-sama please… If Rin has… Done something, said something…"

He shushed the distressed woman, running his hand over her cheek and down to her shoulder, giving a reassuring squeeze. "It is nothing you have done, Rin. This simply must not be allowed to continue."

Rin felt tears welling up. It was like her whole world was being stripped away in a single instant and she found herself on the verge of begging. "Sesshoumaru-sama…" She let her tears fall, and he wiped them away.

"The only solution This Sesshoumaru can see is that he no longer visit you in the village…"

Rin squeezed her eyes tightly, willing him to cease the hurtful words.

"Rin." He called to her, and she clung to him more tightly, "Look at me, Rin." His voice became stern, and Rin used every ounce of her inner strength to find the fortitude to meet his eyes.

"Why… Why Sesshoumaru-sama?"

"Because…" He leaned to kiss her softly, "This Sesshoumaru would not spend a single day separated from his wife and mate."

"Eh?" Rin's eyes went wide and she shot up, propped up on one arm hovering half over him.

"Marry me, Rin. Marry me, and leave this village and these humans behind. This is the choice I promised you when you were still a child. This descision is yours, and yours alone, but my own selfishness will no longer allow this Sesshoumaru to share you with… them."

Rin couldn't believe what he was saying. It was all too much to process… She had friends, she had a life she had… noticed red eyes watching them from the bushes.

A low-level insect-youkai attacked from the bushes, and Rin screamed, moving to scramble off Sesshoumaru - but he remained unmoved. He lifted his arm, and in a flick of his wrist dispatched the youkai with his energy whip - all while still laying flat on his back on the ground, never even having seen his opponent.

Rin was still visibly shaken, when she looked down at him. He was completely calm. "Your decision, Rin?" He asked as if nothing had happened.

Rin gave a relieved sob, throwing herself down on his chest and hugging her body close to his.

"My hero…" She whispered, while he wrapped his arms around her small frame.

She pulled back, kissing him shortly, "Rin will return to the village to pack in the morning, Sesshoumaru-sama."

He kissed her wildly, grabbing her arms and flipping them over so he could pin her to the ground beneath them. Rin opened her legs to allow him to settle between them, and his hand traveled to her thigh, pulling it up along his waist and poising himself to enter her once more. With a thrust of his hips he slipped inside of her and Rin arched her back and groaned against him, while he shuddered and bowed his back to capture her small nipple between his teeth; using his lips and tongue to pleasure her.

He moved within her and Rin shuddered when he easily found both the position and rhythm which pleased her best. His strokes became frantic and his huffing panting growling climax spurned her own moaning, sighing shaking release.

Sweat covered and panting his lips slanted over hers, before he cupped her face to look at him again. "A wise decision, Rin."

She grinned and swatted his arm playfully, "You arrogant bastard." She teased.

He cocked his brow, and let his mouth hang open in mock-indignation. "What happened to, "My Hero"?" He deadpanned.

Rin smiled and he growled; sending vibrations all over Rin's body. Her eyelids drooped, and her eyes became black with desire once more. He moaned when she licked his ear and then breathed over the sensitive pointed shell, "This time, why don't you be Rin's hero… from behind?"