InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Rescued by Fate ❯ Guardian ( Chapter 3 )

 

 

 

 

Disclaimer: Today Rumiko decided that I was so responsible…..that she would hand all rights of Inuyasha over to me! I was so happy!.........................................And then I woke up. :)

 

 

A/N: Okay, we're going to have a little bit of a time skip here. This chapter will take place 3 years after the previous one. Rin is now 12 years old. Also there will be some major violence in this chapter. Esp. towards the end so rated R. Enjoy!

 

`Thought'

**Dream**

*Flashback*

 

 

 

Rescued by Fate

 

 

Chapter Three- Guardian

 

 

 

**She was running………running through a forest. Trees flew by her in a wild blur. Green and brown fusing together in a whirl of color, looking like some sick painting.

 

It was raining………hard. She could feel the bullets of water beating her skin, begging her to stop. But she wouldn't………not yet. She had not yet found what she was looking for.

 

So she kept running, searching, praying she could find him.

 

Nothing was going to slow her down. Not her heavy, rain soaked kimono that was dragging the ground, leaving trails of mud behind her. Not the sharp rocks cutting her feet. Not the branches whipping her face, leaving long gashes on her cheeks. Not the immense danger she was in. Not the rain. Nothing.

 

She was getting closer; she could feel it…… Just a little further…… She was almost there.

 

Her legs were tiring. She wouldn't last much longer. But she kept going, pushing harder, telling herself the reward would be well worth it.

 

So close now……She could see it. Intense white light rippling in the wind. Beating fierce waves off the body of its owner.

 

She was fifteen feet away………………Ten feet away………………Five feet away. She'd made it.

 

But just when the feeling of relief filled her body………the light changed. It started burning bright red. Like an untamed fire flaming out of control.

 

And not only did the light change, but the feeling it gave as well. Instead of filling her with hope and excitement, it now filled her with dread and fear.

 

She froze………Waiting………Till at last through the flames came a hand. An all too familiar hand. One she often caught a glimpse of before feeling the stinging pain on her cheek.

 

It grabbed her arm, burning her as the flames lapped at her skin.

 

She was screaming in agony. High pitched shrieks pierced the night. She started twitching, trying desperately to wretch her arm free.

 

But her efforts were in vain. Soon her entire body was pinned to the ground. The weight on top of her was crushing her and the flames dancing on her already injured body were making everything go numb.

 

And then those eyes……Those piercing eyes……The brilliant orange looking like lava itself was burning into her retinas……She knew those eyes……Those horribly cruel eyes.

 

The image of them would never leave her. Forever stored in her un wanting memories.

 

It leaned forward…exposing its face. Those stripes……Those markings……She knew them all. It was the face of the monster she feared day and night.

 

Then…The whole world stopped…as she felt its burning lips on hers. Crushing them in a rough, fiery kiss.

 

That was it…she couldn't take it anymore.** She thrashed and screamed until the heat recessed into a cool breeze, leaving her body in a cold and sticky sweat.

 

She was panting…trying to catch her breath, wondering if it was safe to open her eyes.

 

They fluttered for a moment and then opened fully to take in their surroundings.

 

She was in her room. The cell she had called home for three years now. She sat up and leaned against the wall. Resting her throbbing head against the cold stone.

 

She was shaking, the last effects of the nightmare slowly drifting away. Her breathing slowed as she calmed down. Trying hard not to think of the events that had just occurred.

 

Her gaze drifted over to the other side of the room, the pale of water catching her eye. Slowly she crawled over to it and submerged her hands in the frigid water. She splashed her face a couple of times, relishing in the clean feeling it gave her, and then gulped up the water resting in her palms.

 

When she decided she'd had enough she crawled back over to her bed. She laid down and stared out the window. It was not yet dawn. She still had a few more hours to sleep. She closed her eyes and waited for sleep to overcome her. As she drifted off she prayed that the next dream she had would be a peaceful one.

 

When she next awoke it was after dawn. The sun's gorgeous rays poured into her room in hues of oranges, pinks, and yellows. The combined colors created the most serene environment as the room was illuminated. She only wished it would last.

 

But fate had a funny way of choosing the exact opposite of what she wanted.

 

Bang. Bang. Someone was at the door. “Rin. You up?” said a soft low voice. She knew that voice. It was Kai. “Yes, I'm up,” she answered sweetly. “You can come in if you want,” she added.

 

The door unlocked and opened. Kai came walking in and waited for her to come with him. She was almost ready. She just wanted to brush her hair.

 

Being overly cooperative over the last three years got her some rewards. She was given a mirror and brush for her hair and several sets of kimonos. Granted they weren't the finest kimonos, she was a servant after all, but at least she didn't have to wear the same thing everyday. She used to have just one, the one she came in, but when she started to grow they had to accommodate for her new features.

 

Also they didn't like her to be dirty all the time because she smelled and wasn't pleasant to be around. She got a couple of baths a week to help with that and was even allowed an hour or more each day to do whatever she wanted. She could go almost anywhere in the castle, provided she didn't try to leave. She usually spent the time by herself in the library reading or in the beautiful gardens with Kai.

 

She loved spending time with Kai. He was, despite her first thoughts, a very descent man. She looked up to him like a father and she could tell he thought of her as a daughter. He was very special to her. Like a guardian angel. She loved him very much.

 

She watched as the smooth teeth of the comb separated strands of her glossy, raven locks. Gliding effortlessly from the roots to the tips.

 

When she was satisfied with the way it looked she set the comb down and turned to face Kai. He was watching her. Their eyes fixed on each others for a moment and then she looked away and walked over to the door. “Alright alright. I'm ready now,” she said jokingly. “Let's go.” He smiled at her and muttered “Well it's about time.” She laughed and with that they left the room.

 

They reached the hallway and walked toward their destination. She knew where they were going. It's where they went every morning at this time. To see him.

 

She could picture it now. Him sitting up there on his pristine little chair, acting like he was Kami himself. She saw his haughty face in her mind, ordering people around. She laughed in spite of her musings. Kai gave her a sideways glance, but she just shrugged it off. `Humph. He thinks he is just so perfect.' But she knew better. She knew there was greater out there. People he didn't even compare to…like the white light in her dreams that she was always trying to get to.

 

That special being she knew she belonged with. She felt that she had been with it before, but she could no longer remember her childhood memories. All she remembered was that her parents were dead and she was sold to these demons as their slave.

 

She was alone…But still…She couldn't help feeling that there was someone out there for her……Waiting……Waiting for her to come back.

 

She was pulled from her thoughts as they reached the main room's doors. They opened at her touch to reveal the room within.

 

It hadn't changed in all these years and as usual he was waiting for her on his “throne” in the very back of the room.

 

She walked the length of the room and stopped in front of him. She bowed low and said “how may I serve you today my lord?” Disdain dripped from her mouth as she said the last. He noticed this and raised an eyebrow, but didn't really seem to care.

 

He stared at her, studying her every feature, her every movement before he spoke. “Clean all the rooms on the left side of the castle, then you can do what you want.” “That's all,” he said as he dismissed her with his hand.

 

“Yes my lord, as you wish.” She bowed again and then turned to leave. She walked out of the room to go start her chores. Her back turned to them, she missed the little nod of understanding he gave Kai.

 

She went off and started her work. The first room she came to was fairly clean. `It should be. I just cleaned it last week!' She tidied up what little was messy and left to do the next room.

 

………………. She was at a loss for words. The other room was almost perfect……. This room…… was another story entirely…… It was completely trashed! Shattered vases and torn paintings lay here, broken tables and shredded bedding lay there. Also she was pretty sure the red dots on the walls were blood.

 

She rolled her eyes. `Another fight! Geese what do they do fight for fun?' Apparently these demons were very touchy, since there was a fight about every other day.

 

She couldn't believe how childish these people were at times. And then they had the nerve to make someone else clean it up! So they just called her to fix everything. I mean I suppose they wanted it clean so either they could live in it or just mess it up again because we didn't really get any visitors. But come on, this is just ridiculous.

 

She sighed…… She knew she would have to do it… or else suffer a beating so she started to clear the floor. This was going to take forever!...... Wait a minute. `No wonder he said when I was done I could do what I wanted. By the time I'm done I'll be ready to go to sleep!' Oh how she hated him right now! She truly loathed him with all her heart. `Hmpf. I bet he's just so smug right now knowing what I have to do.' She balled her hand into a fist and gritted her teeth. `I hate him. I hate him. I hate him!'

 

She released her anger and fury on all the broken materials on the floor by literally chucking them into different piles. Still all the while thinking of ways to torture and kill him.

 

She was so absorbed in her work and her rants (mostly the latter) that she didn't even notice when the occupant number of the room went from one……to three. Two people were standing behind her………Watching………Waiting……& #8230;for the right moment to strike.

 

She bent down to pick up something and they decided to make their move. As she stood up she found herself staring at two pairs of eyes……She knew those eyes. Both of them. And the owners of those eyes were truly evil.

 

She glared at them. They stared back with unmistakable hatred.

 

“Yoshi…….Jinta.” She tilted her head to the side in a mock bow. “And what are you little brats up to today?” she asked dryly. Indeed it was Yoshi and Jinta, the twin brat sons of the general Satake. They loved to come mess with her while she was doing her chores so as to get her in trouble.

 

They smiled sweetly and tried to act innocent (keyword tried). “Oh nothing Rin. We just wanted to come say hi,” said Yoshi in his best I'm-not-doing-anything-wrong voice. They were acting like nothing was wrong, but the mischievous look on their faces told her otherwise. She didn't trust them. Not for one minute.

 

They continued battling with their eyes until finally, the fight got physical. They started going insane! Like little possessed monsters. They ran around the room breaking what little wasn't already broken and messing up the piles she had worked so hard (ok not really) to make. She tried to catch them, but they were just too damn fast! They were demon kids after all and she was only human. No match.

 

They continued their little rampage until the munchkins from hell ran towards her and knocked her to the ground. They ran over her then out into the hallway all the while screaming and laughing.

 

She laid there for a moment, thinking she would add those kids to her hit list. Right under Makoto. And that things couldn't possibly get any worse……………

 

But she was dead wrong. Things were about to take a very ugly turn. And it was all do to the man now standing in the doorway………Staring at her……with a hungry look in his eyes. Smiling.

 

Apparently the little sweethearts had attracted some unwanted attention. She felt an icy chill run down her spine and she started to feel uneasy. She sat up. She knew someone was behind her and that this person was no kid.

 

She sat there, not knowing what to do and waited patiently for something to happen. But nothing did. She sat waiting for what seemed like hours, but it had really only been a few seconds.

 

Finally she couldn't stand it anymore. She slowly turned her head towards the door. But seeing who it was only made her feel worse. It was Yokoshima. One of the guards of the castle. He had a horrible reputation. It was a well known fact that he liked to use the young maids of the castle as he pleased and sometimes even kill them. He-was-a-creeper! Definitely not someone you wanted to get involved with. Ever. And here he was, standing in the same room as her. When she was all alone.

 

His smile only got bigger as he saw her tremble in fear. He started walking towards her……slowly……stalking his prey. She backed up as far as she could until she felt her back connect with the wall. Then she froze hoping…wishing…praying he would just leave. But he didn't. He kept coming towards her in slow, small steps. His face looking even more frightening by the moment.

 

He reached her at last. Mere inches away. He put his nose to hers and looked into her eyes. She was terrified. `What does he want?' He brought his hand up to her face and caressed her cheek. Her breathing started to get short and rapid. She brought her hand up to stop him, but he only grabbed it by the wrist and pinned it against the wall behind her head. He had her other hand pinned by her waist.

 

He stared at her, gauging her reactions. He brushed his lips against hers. `What is he doing?' Then he kissed her, harshly, bruising the skin. He placed his tongue on her lips and she gasped. He took advantage of this and immediately dove into her mouth. He tasted terrible and what was worse, he was kissing her so deeply he was choking her. She started gagging and he pulled back.

 

Fear was written all over her pretty face. He smiled again and whispered seductively in her ear “You are so pretty……You will be mine.” He pushed up against her and she could feel him wanting her. He started kissing her again, only this time he was also slowly sliding her down the wall. When they reached the floor he grabbed her by the collar and roughly put her on her back.

 

She was shaking uncontrollably. Her hands were curled up in front of her chest, trying subconsciously to protect herself. He pushed them away and climbed down on top of her. He was so heavy. She couldn't move. She couldn't breath. He was crushing her!

 

He started kissing her neck while moving his hands down her body. They went over her breasts, down her stomach, along her curvy sides, across her hips, and down her legs. His tongue trailed hot kisses back up to her mouth as his hands found the edge of her kimono. He slid it up her legs and past her hips. She froze. He noticed this and moved his mouth back to her ear. “Don't worry,” he whispered with mock kindness. “You'll enjoy this.”

 

He moved his hand between her legs and caressed. His fingers playing with her dark curls. Tears were streaming down her face as she whimpered. `Please don't. I'll do anything just please don't! “PLEASE DON'T!” she shouted. She'd found her voice. “NOOO! Just please leave me alone!” She was crying hysterically now and was trying to fight him off. It wasn't working. He was too strong. Although, he was having some trouble. Apparently he hadn't expected she'd react like this.

 

The struggle continued until finally he had both her arms and legs pinned down beneath him. He was panting, but he acted as though it didn't faze him. “It's useless,” he told her menacingly. “You will be mine.” He was done screwing around. He was going to take her right then and there.

 

He savagely started ripping off her kimono, not caring that his claws were scratching her. She couldn't breath, she couldn't fight, she couldn't even scream. All she could do was cry and wait. He kicked off his pants and positioned himself between her thighs. `Please! Somebody help me!' She closed her eyes and held her breath………………..

 

But the pain never came. Instead, she heard screaming. It was him. He was screaming. But why? She opened her eyes. He was fighting someone and he was…losing. Whoever this stranger was, he was beating the crap out of Yokoshima. She crawled to the nearest wall and sat up against it. She brought her legs to her chest and hugged them. Her chin rested on her knees. She watched silently as Yokoshima's body stopped moving and fell limp to the floor.

 

The other man looked over at her. `Who is that?' He started walking towards her, gently and slowly so as not to scare her. He reached her and bent down so they were eye level. The light revealed his face. She didn't know him, but man was he handsome. His face was absolutely perfect. And although she couldn't put a name to this face, she thought it looked familiar. `Who is this man?'

 

He was staring at her, studying her. The kindness in his eyes could not be mistaken. Whoever this man was, he was no enemy. He pulled off his haori and wrapped it around her. He reached his hand out, offering to help her stand. She took it and he helped her up. They stared at each other a little while longer before she finally spoke. “What's your name?” she asked. “Who are you?”

 

He was about to answer when they heard running footsteps and voices. He looked at her once more, sorry written in his eyes, before he ran out the door and vanished……She gazed awestruck at the doorway and wondered if she would ever see him again. The man that had protected her.

 

The voices and footsteps grew louder until they finally reached the room. “Kai!” she screamed. She ran towards him and jumped into his arms, tears pouring down her face. “I was so scared,” she whispered. He held her tightly and slowly rocked her, telling her everything would be alright. She was safe now and that bastard would never hurt her again. She continued to sob into his chest until exhaustion overtook her body. She cried herself to sleep in the arms of the only man in the whole world she trusted.

 

The only one…………for now.

 

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A/N: Yay! Chapter 3 done! So who is this mystery man I wonder? Could it be Sesshomaru? Could it be someone else? I don't know I guess you'll just have to read the next chapter to find out. Well that's all I have to say. Review please!

 

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