InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Reincarnation With A Twist ❯ What Now? ( Chapter 2 )

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

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN SESSHOMARU, RIN, OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FROM THE MANGA INUYASHA.

A/N: Here's chapter 2… sorry for the long wait. You can thank Hattaru for inspiring me to work on this story. I'm trying to think of what it would REALLY BE LIKE if someone were to re-incarnate and have a lover they were 'tied to'. What kind of issues would that cause? (BTW - Rin always gets her memories back when she's 8 years old, on the anniversary of when Tenseiga revived her, as will be explained in the story later.)

THIS IS UN-BETA'D so do me a fav and if you see anything GLARINGLY OBVIOUS, let me know and I'll fix it. If it's a SMALL THING, I probably won't, but if it's like… bad… I will.

One week later:

The atmosphere in the house was decidedly awkward and he hated that a child could make him feel so uncomfortable in his own home.

He hadn't done anything wrong, he wasn't married and none of the women in his life expected a commitment from him… he was always honest about his expectations and kept theirs low.

So why does she look at me as if I've… betrayed her? More importantly… Why did he feel as if he had?

He shook his head to clear the insane thought from his mind, but it would not leave him alone. Glancing to the child who stared at him so silently with such intense emotions burning in her chocolate gaze, he felt himself squirm under her scrutiny as guilt clenched his chest and twisted his intestines in knots.

I promised…

The thought echoed in his mind, and he didn't understand it.

He felt like it was beyond his reach, on the tip of his tongue, just beneathe the surface and yet…

Frustation and anger welled up, not-quite replacing his mysterious guilt and the sense of shame.

What the hell is my problem?

Sengoku Jedi, 487 years earlier.

Rin made her way back to camp from the spring she was bathing in. Hopefully by now Sesshomaru-sama would have hunted for a meal, and she could start making her dinner before she and her mate snuggled up together and she could fall asleep.

Not bothering to be quiet, she hummed her way back to the clearing. Before she reached it though, she could hear voices coming from the campsite. She checked the direction of the wind and circled around to keep herself downwind from camp, in case there was a threat present.

Moving with the stealth of a ninja she crept up on the campsite…

What she saw there made her heart stop in her chest and a feeling of nausea wash over her, but she kept any tears for later… even being downwind he'd be sure to smell the salt from her tears if she were to cry.

A beautiful ethereal dog demon she had expected to find… but not two beautiful, ethereal dog demons.

She could just make out the word 'heat' and she looked down at her own slightly swollen abdomen.

Suddenly, with no warning Sesshomaru-sama was behind the female pulling her close to his body with an arm around her waist and using his other hand to sweep her long silver hair to the side. His fangs lightly pressed into the flesh of her neck and a low growl was felt more than heard.

At that moment Rin wanted to be anywhere but where she was. She didn't want to know, didn't want to see.

Then there came a gasp and a wet plop… and even though she didn't want to see… she had to see…

When she opened her eyes Sesshomaru-sama was standing over the corpse of the female inuyoukai cleaning her blood off of his claws with his tongue. He'd gutted her with the hand he'd wrapped around her waist.

"Foolish bitch…" he muttered while staring disdainfully down at her corpse. "Jaken, dispose of that corpse. Rin will return soon." He gave a pointed look in the direction where she was 'hidden'.

Later that night, when Jaken was asleep he'd asked her, "What did you think I would do, Rin?"

She felt stupid. Stupid for doubting him, stupid for not trusting him.

"I…" Rin looked down, guilt painted across her features… She really should have known better, but…

She was so plain. Black hair, brown eyes… a million other human women looked just like her.

He was…

There weren't even words…

How could someone like him ever be completely satisfied by someone like her?

"I… Rin is sorry… but… Rin is… and… Sesshomaru-sama is… and she was… and… Rin is sorry."

His eyes softened as he pulled her to his lap and wrapped mokomoko around her small body, "I have no interest in other females, Rin." He caressed her face with the backs of his claws. Didn't she know how beautiful she was? Didn't she know how every other female, human, demon or kami, paled in comparison to her? Didn't she know… How much he loved her? Rin nodded her understanding, and he tipped her face to his, "This Sesshomaru gives his word," he kissed her forehead, her nose, her soft lips before dipping his head to lick his mark on her neck, sending shivers through her frame as he whispered in her ear, "He wants no other, it will always be only you."

He proceeded to demonstrate exactly how much he wanted her… that night, and for the rest of her life… all of them.

Present day:

He couldn't take those accusing brown eyes which at times were burning with anger and seemingly hatred and at others stared at him with tears and soul-deep sadness reflected in their depths. He couldn't stand it anymore. He had to leave, had to get out of there.

"I'm going out."

With no explanation, he put on his trench coat and stomped out the door.

Rin watched him leave with mixed emotions.

Go. Go fuck more of your whores. Half of her wanted to hit him, slap him, scream at him that he should go, go and never come back! HOW DARE HE forget her! HOW DARE HE forget 9 lifetimes of memories! The other half of her wanted to throw herself into his arms and beg him to stay, stay with her and only her forever… like he had promised.

Although she looked like a child, the memories of 9 lifetimes were stored within that child's body, and Rin was like no other little girl on the planet… with the possible exception of Shippou's mate, Shiori. Although Shiori was hanyou, so she had only reincarnated three times, now. Her first incarnation had lasted nearly 350 years.

Rin had spent the last week trapped in self-pity. She was effectively trapped in a now endless cycle of returning to a mate that didn't remember her. What on earth was she going to do? She couldn't just 'live her life'… she was unable to 'couple' with any other man without becoming violently ill…

She'd found that out after a particularly nasty fight in 1842... She'd been 17 again, and her hormones were doing nothing to help the situation. She was 'not a child' and he was 'not her father, her was her mate' and she didn't NEED him to tell her what to do! (He'd insisted that she stop smoking opium, as it was no longer socially acceptable and she'd told him she 'needed to, being bound to such an arrogant, uptight asshole for all eternity'.

Rin grimaced at the memory.

A foreigner, a dutchman that was on the mainland... he was drunk and so was she... but as soon he entered her she felt sick. Each of his strokes felt like it was ripping her insides to shreads and his seed had burned like acid as it spilled into her. The mark on her neck started pouring blood and her world went black...

She'd woken to Sesshomaru cleaning her up... tenderly. No doubt he knew what she'd done, but the look in his eyes was not what she expected. There was no anger... only... sadness.

"I'm sorry."

Nothing more was ever said about the incident.

Rin never smoked opium again.

No, there relationship (relationships?) wasn't (weren't?) always roses and romance novel fodder… but what could you expect after 500 years of being with the same person? It didn't help that he always 'got her' when she was only eight physical years old, after her memories returned.

It wasn't easy to be trapped in a child's body, yet have the memories of so many lifetimes under your belt. It was very… awkward the first few lifetimes… especially on his end.

His instincts told him this was his mate and he should be… intimate with her… She didn't have a problem with that, being that she was mentally an adult… but her physical appearance was not exactly a turn on for him, and the couple that with the fact that she had to call him father in public…

Rin chuckled despite herself. Yes, they had 'issues' in their relationship that she was certain were… unique.

Despite these problems, she loved him. She was bound to him, and her very soul cried out that there was no place that she should or could be, but at his side.

After careful consideration she realizedthere was only one person she could think of to help her now… and she only prayed she was still alive, and still youkai.

Her mother-in-law.

Hahaue…

Rin knew if she could find her, hahaue would help her. She had always gotten along well with her mother-in-law, and, if her she could find her mother-in-law, she could also find the otherreasons she had for living, besides Sesshomaru.

Her children.

Taking a deep breath, Rin hoped on the his computer, and began her search for a woman named Tokugawa Tsubaki… Sesshomaru's youkai mother.

Only she had the power to restore the memories to his mind, that his soul obviously did not posses.

Please, please be alive… and please, please, please still have the meidou-seki!

Just as Rin was about to steal a credit card out of his wallet to pay the fee for an online people search directory, she heard a knock at the door, and when she didn't answer after a few minutes, content to ignore whoever may be visiting, Rin heard the voice of the last person she wanted to, demanding that Sesshomaru 'open up! It's me!'.

Kagura.