InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Reincarnation With A Twist ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

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

I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA - DUH.
So, you guys tell me… this plot puppy came and now I don't know if I should continue it? What do ya think?
*Kono Kowa Michi Ichiro-sama no ojou-san desu = This is the daughter of Mr. Ichiro Michi.
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"You're sure?" he asked skeptically, eying the little girl, bundled up in white, wearing black mary janes and hood over her brown haired head.
"Quite sure, Taisho-sama." The social worker was getting exasperated.
"Who again?" The social worker checked over her paper work with a sigh,
"Michi, Rin. Kono kowa Michi Ichiro-sama no ojou-san desu."
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"Michi… Michi…" Try as he might, he could not remember meeting anyone named Michi… and certainly no one who would have felt close enough to him to leave him with custody of theirdaughter, in the event they died… but here she was, and here he was, and if he turned her out it would surely make the tabloids and newspapers, branding him even more cold hearted than they already believed him to be. A public relations nightmare… turning out an orphaned eight year old girl, "I'll take her." He finally accepted, speaking of her as if she were a new suit, or a shiny car.
A tiny cherub face with huge brown eyes and long lashes peaked up at him and for a moment he felt a stab of familiarity, a sense of déjà vu, although why he didn't know. When she smiled, it tugged on him, almost grating on his nerves in its instance that he remember Remember what? He didn't know.
When she came in, carrying a tiny suitcase that made her whole body lean awkwardly to the left, he made no move to help her as she struggled, though she did not ask him for help, either. She looked at him silently, with a question in her eyes and he found himself even more annoyed than ever with her presence.
Just what he needed… a brat. All she would do is get in the way of his lifestyle.
Twenty-three years old, son of the late, great head of Taisho industries, who had board members to run the company for him, while his 51% share of the company insured he collected profits and stock dividends, and he could take over whenever he felt like it.
He was a loner, for the most part. No serious ties to be had, and a few random women to call if he felt the need for company. Yes, there was Sara when he wanted some sweet young thing who would blush and play coy and squirm nervously under his gaze, and Kagura when he wanted a rough hard fuck from a wanton woman.
Other than that he had one person with whom he had regular contact, his servant, a short fat older man by the name of Jaken who never failed to do as he wished, and trembled in fear in a most pleasing way.
In his eyes, his life was complete.
Now there was… her. What would he do with her? Well for now she needed some place to put herself that was out of his way.
"Furthest down the hall on the left, it's a guest room, but I guess it's yours now."
The tiny little girl gave a bow and dutifully went to place her bag there. Rin came back then and looked around his apartment. It was large, for Tokyo, but still only 1100 sqft or so. She was done in only a few minutes, and looking up at him expectantly.
"Go to your room." He said irritably. Not wishing to deal with this particular situation, he sent her away. The little girl's face feel a bit, but she went to her room and shut the door.
He was tired. He'd been up all night the night before with Kagura, and he laid back on his western style couch and watched some inane tv show until he fell asleep.
It was 4am when he woke to tiny footsteps padding down the hall. Sleep groggy, he froze for an instant before he jumped up and looked down the hall to confront the 'invader' to his space.
"What the fuck are you doing?" he growled out, ready to face a burglar. Instead wide eyes stared up at him as a tiny eight year old girl's eyes welled up with tears and she promptly scurried away, back to her room, slamming the door in the process.
Shit.
He'd forgotten. She was trying to sneak to the bathroom.
Shit.
He made his way down the hall, and opened her door. She was curled in a ball in the corner her chin resting on her knees and her arms around her legs.
He opened the door, and motioned to the bathroom.
"Go." He stated simply, and she went.
He felt like he was forgetting something…
On the way back to her room, as she slunk past him slowly, moving as if she were afraid he would reach out and strike her at any time, he heard her stomach rumble.
Of course… food.
"You're hungry."
The little girl turned around, smiling at him once again and nodded mutely.
"Go to the kitchen and get something." He wasn't the best of cooks, living on take out, and so if the girl wanted food she'd have to get it herself.
She made her way past him and he went to lay back down on his couch. He was just drifting off again when he heard her creep up to him and smelled re-heated Chinese food. The girl shoved the plate towards him insistently.
"I'm not hungry."
Rin looked at the plate, scowling before offering it yet again.
"I said I don't want it." He retorted.
The girl just left the plate in front of him and went back to the kitchen to eat her meal. When she was done, she went and grabbed the comforter off his bed, draping it over his sleeping form, before she went back to her own room to sleep for the night.
Sesshomaru-sama…
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"Oh fuck yes! Don't fucking stop!" Kagura, bent over on all fours as he pounded her roughly from behind was screaming her ecstacy loudly. He fucked her on the couch, as usual, he didn't trust her in his bedroom, where his gold watches and expensive platinum chains were, as well as his wallet.
He opened his eyes for a brief moment, and his head turned towards the hallway, found himself eye to eye with an eight year old girl, who looked… well, she had tears in her eyes and stood riveted to the spot. Whether it was shock, disgust, fear or… something else he couldn't quite discern.
"Fuck." He cursed aloud, his rhythm faultering. Kagura, annoyed opened her eyes as well and caught sight of the little girl.
"What are you lookin' at kid?" she snarled.
At that, Rin broke from her daze and ran as fast as she could back to her room, slamming the door and curling up on her bed and crying.
Sesshomaru-sama… he… forgot. Sesshomaru-sama forgot Rin.
The little girl rubbed the 'birthmark' in the crook of her neck and shoulder.
This was the first time she'd come back to find a human man.
He is no longer youkai… he was no longer waiting… and now… he doesn't know who I am!
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Sengoku Jedi
494 years earlier
"Rin, if I mark you, it is forever, it can not be undone."
"But… Rin is human Sesshomaru-sama… Rin… will die." The silver haired taiyoukai brushed her bangs back reassuringly.
"Your soul will always return to me, Rin. This Sesshomaru will always wait."
"Then… Yes…"
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Hiroshima, Japan
Aug 6th 1945
He could hear the bomb coming but he couldn't get away in time. Even his great power was no match for a nuclear blast. He was finally going to die.
His last coherent thoughts before the world went white were, "Rin, this Sesshomaru comes to meet you. Finally, this cycle is broken, and we will be together in the afterlife."
He didn't know that because was bound to a human, he would re-incarnate as well… he didn't know that he would become that which he had bound himself to and he didn't know that because Rin was the one who was marked… only she would remember.