InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Returning to the Path of Sesshoumaru's Eyes ❯ The Turning ( Chapter 10 )

Rin looked up to see her saviour, clutched in his arms. His eyes, flashing with passion and anger softened into concern. “Rin, are you alright?”, he whispered huskily into her ear. “Hai, my lord…I missed you…” she said dreamily, her eyelids sinking and drawing her into sleep. “Don't worry anymore, Rin”, he said soothing, “The villainous creature is dead.”

 

 

 

Sesshoumaru had is arms crossed, leaning against the support beam of the door. His Rin was not alright, but at least the soothing herbs that brought her to sleep staved off the nightmares soon to come as well. Her right arm was broken, and her legs were covered in scratches, bruises, as well as her arms. “He pinned her arm and broke her arm while doing this. The bastard.” He had no idea what he would say to her when she woke up.

 

“You there. Watch over the girl. I will survey the grounds.” The servant bowed as Sesshoumaru exited the room. He needed to get some fresh air to clear his head. Walking through the corridors, no one dared to say anything. Their faces said it all- they were fools for believing he was dead, and every one of their lives were at stake for committing the treason for ignoring Rin. Including his wife. “Where is that bitch anyways?”

 

Having checked the entire inside of his estate, he moved to the stables. “She probably attempted to leave.” There, he saw a lump towards the back of the stables next to Ah-Un. Sesshoumaru trod forward tersely as the stench of death hit his nose. Royal robes and spilt bowels colored the ground about her in pale pinks, reds, and oranges. “Apparently, she matched her robes. Interesting.” He turned around, beckoning Ah-Un to follow. Gladly he did.

 

Sesshoumaru entered the castle once more, telling the first servant he say to check on the princess in the stables. “Send her back to the south and tell the family never to waste my time again.”

 

 

 

 

Rin's eyes slowly opened up, and she saw that she wasn't alone. “Sesshoumaru?” she tries to sit up, and reach for him with her left arm. “Sesshoumaru- you're back!”

 

Sesshoumaru sat facing her side. “I'd continue that if you want to feel worlds of pain.”

 

“What do you mean?”, and giving up with her left hand she instead reached with her right, only to scream from the broken bone's protest. She fell back against the bed. “Sesshoumaru- what happened to me? Why?”

 

Those questions…the ones he didn't want to hear and didn't know how to answer. “Rin, you are no longer…a maiden. But you are not married, either. You were attacked, and I couldn't get here in time. In fact, when I had arrived, the culprit was gone. Tell me, was it Naraku?”

 

Rin closed her eyes. A tear from each eye escaped and traveled down each cheek. “He's still alive. He got away. He's living life right now while I'm in this pain.” After taking a few shaky gulps of air she opened her eyes and looked at Sesshoumaru for a moment.

 

Sesshoumaru gasped. Until now, Rin had played a good sport. She had taken her medicine; slept, and done everything she could to pretend she would be fine. But the look in her eyes confirmed that she was not okay. Her eyes accused him, showed disappointment in her own abilities, and worst of all- her hatred for her attacker. “Rin…” he whispered.

 

“He looked like Hakadoushi. But he was older. He wore a white haori from the Mainland, and hakama similar to yours, my lord. His hair was pale, between ice blue and ice purple. His eyes: bright blue and black. His voice…like Naraku's….I want to kill him! I want to see him pay for what he is done for me! No one listened to me, for months, Sesshoumaru! You left me here and ignored me here- I was told repeatedly you were dead! Why did you ignore me? Why? Why?!”

 

Her cries echoed throughout the castle as she started to go into shock. “A doctor- NOW!” he roared. She started to give gasps of air, much like a fish out of water. A nursing servant ran into the room, and gave her a fresh pot of tea laced with sake and medicinal herbs. “Drink, my lady, please!” Rin stuttered a protest as the nurse force-fed her the mix. Within minutes, her eyes closed and she fell back asleep. Sesshoumaru dismissed the nurse, and kneeled down by her futon.

 

 

There, the Great Lord of the West put his head in both hands and sobbed.

 

 

 

 

The garden was perfectly intact, despite the battle that had raged on just outside its walls only one week before. The sun was just a little too bright, the leaves too colorful, and the flowers too fragrant. Rin sat in the garden on a small mat she had carried there, silent and numb. She didn't want to think anymore, it hurt to. Thinking led to more sleep, and she was tired of sleeping.

 

One thing that also hurt was the look in Sesshoumaru's eyes. They contained guilt and sadness for her. He blamed himself. There was no place for her anymore in his life. Soon enough, he wouldn't know what to do or say anymore, and leave her life for good. She would have to live a life without him.

 

“Rin, may I join you?” came the voice she had been longing to hear.

 

She turned her back to glance at him, and then stared at the grass. “You never have to ask, my lord.” She felt him sit beside her. Curious, she looked at his face, only to see him staring right at her. She looked down at his hands and examined his left arm. She looked back up into his eyes, her left arm reaching across her chest to grasp his hand. Sesshoumaru looked down at their joined hands, and leaned forward, rashly breaking his hand from her grasp. Rin's eyes started to smart with tears of rejection until she felt herself being lifted. Next thing she knew, she was sitting in his lap, both of his arms wrapped around her. Meekly, she slid her left arm under his elbow and pressed her head against his chest.

 

“Does your arm hurt, Rin?” he whispered into her ear.

 

Choking back tears, she said, “No my lord.”

 

“Rin, do you trust me, even now?”

 

“Yes, my lord, always.”

 

“Good Rin. Let me hold you a little longer.”

 

There they held each other in the garden of their secrets.

 

 

 

Rin entered the room, holding a small lit candle. If she was found here, she'd certainly be punished. She quickly spotted the large object she was searching for, and rushed to it. It was made of oak and brass with a large lock. She took out the key, and turned it inside, opening the trunk. It had taken her a good long time to work up the courage to do so. “That was three years, ago that I came here…” she had thought.

 

That night, she dressed for bed, with Sesshoumaru at her side. Two nurses stood behind him, one carrying a tray with a small jeweled box, and the other with a small sipping bowl filled with a peculiar substance.

 

Rin settled into the futon and humbly smiled up at him. She knew what he was about to do. “Rin, I want to give something to you.” He beckoned the first nurse forward, opening the jewelry box to reveal the pendant that he had given her. ”I return this to you. Make sure you hide your wear of it.” He waved, dismissing the first nurse. “Secondly, this is your last treatment. So tomorrow, you will be fine altogether.” He paused, the next words difficult. “This will purify you of anything…remaining.”

 

Rin shook her head solemnly. “I understand, Lord Sesshoumaru.” He dismissed the second nurse, and they were entirely alone. “You lie beautifully, Sesshoumaru-sama.”

 

His eyes flashed with pain and anger. “This is necessary.” He handed her small bowl. He looked at her with desperation. “You must drink this!”

 

Rin calmly accepted her fate, drawing it to her lips and sipping. “You can leave me, hide me, or run away from me. But I will always be with you. I will always find my way back to you. I-“ the herbs quickly started to take effect, her head tilting back. “I- I love you, Sesshoumaru…”

 

The bowl clattered onto the floor.

 

 

A rat skittered in the corner, snapping Rin back to her present-day thoughts. She looked down into the trunk and saw what she had been looking for. She had never understood why she was given them if they had failed so miserably. They certainly didn't aid her in her fight. Yet this was an endowment from beyond the grave.

 

Rin almost doubted any of her previous life had ever happened. She had woken up in the nunnery the next day, told that she had amnesia and that she had been there all of her life since her parents were slain. She almost believed what they had to say after hearing it so many times for three years, and without a sign indicating anything of her past. This was a place of peace, calm, and prayer. Here there were no demons, no war, no pain.

 

She had to know; she was insane, or did all of this actually happen? Did Sesshoumaru exist entirely in her mind? She peered closer to examine the objects, and sighed a sigh of relief. She wasn't crazy. She wasn't making it up. The evidence was right there.

 

 

Kagura's fans.

 

 

 

 

 

 

AN: Yay! The halfway point of this story! Here comes the real part of the journey. I'm excited to do the next parts of this story. I did it in a hurry, as a New Years Eve treat! I hope you enjoy!