InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Tip-Toeing To Your Heart ❯ A New Friend! ( Chapter 2 )

DISCLAIMER: Oh I forgot to say, I do not own any of these characters! Except for the ones that I invent! Sesshomaru's sexy, superior, male body belongs completely to the creator of the Inuyasha manga!

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Random: I think my perfect dream would be me with Sesshomaru, doing whatever the heck I want! Anyways! Onwards with the story!

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It had been three months since Sesshomaru's last visit to Rin. She had been keeping herself busy with swimming lessons with Kagome, visiting Sango and Miroku with their new baby, and learning all she could from the wise Kaede.

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Rin was now sitting against the trunk of a tree, looking up at the clouds, thinking about Sesshomaru and where he might be. “Child, could ye bring a jug of water from the river?” Kaede called to Rin, snapping her out of her thoughts. “Hai!” she called back.

She retrieved a clay jug from one of the huts, strapped it to her back, then proceeded down the trail towards the riverbank.

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When Inuyasha, Sesshomaru and the others had defeated Naraku, she had been nine years old. Now after three years she was twelve years old, going on thirteen in a few months. Rin wasn't even sure how old she really was, because she didn't know her real birthday. Sesshomaru, who believed birthdays were trifle things, said it was unimportant, but that if she wished it, she could have her birthday be the day he brought her back to life with the Tessaiga.

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“It is the day of your rebirth,” he stated. `I wish birthdays came faster,' she thought as she trekked across the ground. `Then I would be wise enough to make my own choices.'

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Unbeknownst to Rin, a certain stubborn, white-haired hanyou was following closely behind her. Inuyasha wore an annoyed expression on his face. `Hmph, if anything happens to Rin, Sesshomaru will make a huge damn fuss.' He watched over Rin often, usually from afar. He surmised that Sesshomaru had left Rin at this particular village because he trusted Kagome and Sango to be kind to Rin, but also because Inuyasha was ample protection from any of the lowly demons that would wander through occasionally. He didn't watch over her for Sesshomaru's sake, he could give less than a damn about his half brother. He did it for Kagome; she and Rin were as close as sisters.

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Rin finally came to the river bank, and began filling the jug with the crisp, fresh water. As the water flowed into the jug, she noticed the water was being littered more and more with flower petals and stems. She looked up confused.

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Up the river, there stood a village boy with a handful of weeds and grass blades and flowers, and he was yanking them apart and throwing it into the river as a pastime. Rin set the jug down on the sand, then approached the boy cautiously. “Ohayo!” she called, and startled him. He seemed surprised to see Rin, and dropped the remaining handful of weeds into the river. “Ohayo, Rin-san,” he said, waving slightly. She raised her eyebrows and walked up to him, “How do you know my name?”

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He was about a head taller than her, but skinny, with dark black hair tied in a short braid at the back, and brown eyes just like hers. “My mother is Yue, she helps to deliver babies in the town. You helped her a few months ago with Sango-san's baby.”

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“Oh that's right!,” Rin said. It was her first time helping with the delivery of a baby, she didn't even know how it all worked really, but they needed her none the less.

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“I was waiting for my mother outside, and I saw you and learned your name,” he explained. “My name is Kyoutsu.” Rin grinned, “Pleasure to meet you!” She shook his hand, eager to make friends with him. He was taken aback by her forwardness, and blushed, “Nice to meet you also.” She suddenly remembered why she had come to the river in the first place and looked back at the clay jug. Kaede must have been wondering what was taking her so long.

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“Is that your jug?” Kyoutsu asked, motioning towards the pot. “Hai,” she nodded. “Kaede-sama needed water.” “I'm walking back to the village too, let me help you,” he said, walking down the bank and filling the jug with fresh water. Rin was delighted to have met someone so nice, and in her age range also. “Arigato Kyoutsu-san!” she said smiling, as he carried the jug back up the trail with her. At the sight of her bright smile, he blushed again.

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Inuyasha watched the two short munchkins make their way into the village as he rested on a tree branch by the river. He felt like a nanny, babysitting and watching over Rin all the time. “Feh...waste of my ti...” Inuyasha trailed off. A carp in the river suddenly caught his eye and his eyes grew larger, and he smacked his tongue against his lips, like an eager dog. “I guess we're having carp tonight!” he said before jumping down into the river brandishing his demon claws.

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At dinner that night, since Inuyasha had mistakenly killed more fish than he intended with his rampant attacks, Kagome invited Rin and Kaede to join in. “Inuyasha,” Kagome narrowed her eyes, “this many fish could feed us for a week. You went crazy on the river again didn't you?” She tapped his head with the spatula she was frying with.

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“Do you want the fish or not!” he yelled, snatching it off the red hot pan. “Inuyasha!” Kagome yelled. “AH HOT!” He slapped it back down on the pan, his hand red and burning from the heat. While he growled and fought with Kagome over the pan, Rin watched, amused. Kaede was knitting in the meantime, using handy needles Kagome had brought from Tokyo.

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“What are you making, Kaede-sama?” Rin asked. “Winter is coming soon child, and Inuyasha's ears get cold. I am knitting him a cap and scarf,” Kaede explained, holding up the half-completed red scarf. Rin leaned forward, feeling the softness of the yarn. “Do all demons get cold?” she asked.

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“I would imagine they feel cold sometimes in the winter wind,” Kaede answered.

“Food is ready!” Kagome announced. Inuyasha jumped down onto the ground, attacking the entire fish she served onto his plate. “Inuyasha! You're eating like an animal,” she said sighing. “Here Kaede-sama, Rin-chan.” she served them each some rice, fish, and vegetables. “Arigato Kagome-san!” Kaede and Rin chimed. “It looks delicious,” Rin said digging in.

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“How was your day today, Rin-chan?” Kagome inquired, while serving herself. “It was great, I made a new friend at the river!” Rin cried, holding her chopsticks up triumphantly. “Oh really? Who is it?” Kagome asked.

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“Some boy named Kyoutsu,” Inuyasha growled out, while wrestling and gnawing on the carp with his teeth. “Hm how did you know about Kyoutsu, Lord Inuyasha?” Rin inquired curiously. Inuyasha shrugged, “I saw you both at the river.”

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“Tell me more about your new friend, Rin-chan,” Kagome said cheerfully. “His mother helped to deliver Sango-san's baby!” Rin said eating a spoonful of rice and fish. “He helped me carry a jug of water back from the river, but had to leave to help his mother with something.”

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“Kyoutsu is a nice boy,” Kaede said thoughtfully, drinking some soup. “What?-you probably don't even know this kid!” Inuyasha said narrowing his eyes at Kaede, “You know your memory sucks. It's getting worse every day!” For that he received a slap of fish on his forehead, launched by Kaede's chopsticks. “Quiet, Inuyasha,” she said, a vein in her head throbbing from irritation.

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Rin laughed, and Kagome, also amused, helped clean Inuyasha's face from the fish. They all enjoyed a hot, delicious dinner, and then Rin and Kaede returned to their hut across the way. That night was a full moon, and Rin kept getting out of her futon to look at it. How many times had she seen Sesshomaru-sama looking up at the moon? Countless times. He seemed enchanted by it constantly. The bright white light reminded her of him, and she missed him terribly. She crawled back into her futon feeling somewhat empty, from loneliness. But just as she started feeling sad, Kyoutsu's face flashed through her mind. Maybe Kyoutsu would help make her days less lonely, and more interesting.

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