Rin: God's Favorite Daughter

Celestial Meeting

Ayame passed a clawed hand through her hair and checked if she was presentable in the mirror. She was nervous but she had known Koga for all of eternity and she had loved him for as long. She felt a heat rising in her face as she approached the hall where Koga had arrived. She took a deep breath and braced herself to see her future husband.
“Ah there is the blushing bride to be,” said the rich high pitch voice of a young woman.
“Please,” scuffed the gruff voice of a male.
“Inuyasha, stop it,” said the woman again.
“Yeah mutt, ‘stop it’” imitated Koga as he stared into Ayame’s smiling face.
“Did you miss me,” he said.
“Yeah,” she giggled as her face began to blush again.
“Blah, God kill me now. Do you have to get so lovely dovey? Get a room,” came Inuyasha’s voice again.
“Inuyasha,” warned the woman again.
“I seem to remember that you used to be that way with me,” she purred as she seductively began to scratch behind his plush ears. He shivered, he hated it but it was always better than the sit commands.
“Wow Kagome, your fat,” rang out Koga voice. The woman gave him a death glare.
“I am not fat. I am pregnant,” she said half yelling at the wolf as he shrank from her flaming eyes.
“Ok, ok sorry. So you finally managed to knock her up,” he snickered.
“Yeah I know but it has been hell.”
“Excuse me. What did you just say,” she said as she started to sniffle.
“Oh I am so sorry sweetie. I meant that it has been hell waiting for the baby to come,” he said trying to comfort her.
Then they heard a throat clearing from the shadows of the hall. As they all turned to the direction of the sound, a tall self-possessed figure stepped into the light. His long sliver hair swayed like the froth of the waves as he moved towards the group. His boots made a loud clanking sound that echoed through the hall. His shadow grew as he moved away from the darkness.
“Do you always have to make such an entrance, Sesshomaru,” scuffed Inuyasha. Sesshomaru just glared at Inuyasha with a flicker of heated hatred that died as soon as his ice mask conquered it.
“Well, it is great to see you cousin,” said Koga as he held out his hand to him.
“As well, cousin, but you are late,” said the cool voice as he grasped the outstretched hand.
“Well, you know things happen and I had to do a few things before coming here. I had a few rogue and feral demons running around in the Northern Lands, that I still need to take care of before we go back. Also I had to stop and get my present for my bride,” said Koga.
“Ooo, a present for me. Really what is it,” Ayame said with excitement in her voice as she jumped up and down.
He ran over to signal to Ginta and Hakaku to bring in the chests and the other present. He told her to close her eyes and he placed something on her neck. When she opened her eyes, she grabbed the object and found that it was a silver necklace craved into the wolf tribal band of twisted branches and silver leaves; in the center lay a moonstone that had a purplish over gloss that split into the many colors of the rainbow. Then he gave her hairbrushes and a silver mirror that were decorated with the flowers that bare her name. She loved everything he brought before her. Then out of the corner of eye she spied something moving in the shadow and glanced pass Koga. He knew she had seen the girl. He nodded and Ginta and Hakaku helped the girl to where they were.
“And what is this,” she asked curiously at the young woman.
“This is your own personal handmaiden. Poor girl, an army ravished her home and she was captured and placed in the slave market,” he said confused at his concern for a servant.
Ayame walked over to the girl that was now presentable and said, “ What is your name?”
“Rin,” came the whisper.
“What a lovely name,” she said.
“Well I am your Mistress, Ayame.”
“Yes Madame,” came another whisper of the wind.
“The other servants will show you to my rooms,” she said turning towards Koga smiling. Rin nodded and followed the servant out the hall as she felt an icy burn growing on her back. She moved her head slightly and caught a glimpse of a pair of two amber orbs staring in her direction.
“Ayame, we should haul all these things to your rooms so we can put them away, because we still have a lot of details to do before the wedding in three days. Oh and we have to get things ready for the guests when they start arriving tomorrow,” said Kagome’s voice as she shook her head in disapproval of the little time she had left to finish putting the wedding together.
“Now you boys play nicely,” she said as her final words echoed in the halls as she dragged Ayame by her arm.
“All I what to do is relax. Tracking those rogues and feral demons are a pain,” Koga said as he yawned and stretched his arms and knocked Inuyasha in his head.
“So tell me what you mutts do around here for fun.”
“I don’t know about you but I do as I please,” Inuyasha said.
“Which often gets him into trouble,” interjected Sesshomaru, who until now was silent and reclining in one of his plush leather chairs. Then he heard the door slightly open and saw the young woman come in.
“Please forgive me for interrupting but my mistress has instructed me to retrieve her things,” she said in barely a whisper with her head bowed.
“Ok but be careful,” said Koga as he turned back to Sesshomaru and Inuyasha, who was prattling on about something having to do with Kagome. Again Rin felt that icy glare on her skin but only hurried out of the hall.

He felt his eyes quickly dart unconsciously towards the girl as she came in. Odd, it seemed that her presence tugged and sparked something in him but he quickly shoved whatever it was aside as she withdrew quickly like a fleeting vision. Yet his gaze still lingered on the door.

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She gazed into the mirror. Even though she was able to take a bath before meeting her new mistress, she looked as if she aged 20 years. She had dark circles around her eyes. She was pale and her once rosy lips were now gray and chapped. Her hair was stringy and knotted from days of not brushing. She had never been a vain person but she had noticed the drastic changes in her face. It had only been a week ago that she had been sitting at her makeup table brushing her hair and smoothing out the tangles. Now she was here looking at herself in a mirror of her mistress. She had always heard that from the lips of others but never from her own mouth, but here she was a slave and a handmaiden. She had finally made it to her mistress’s room and found she was laughing and giggling at what the other woman was saying.
“Oh thank you, Rin right? Well I have nothing for you to do now so you may retire to the room next to mine. If you are hungry, go to the kitchen and fetch yourself some food. One of the other servants would be glad to show you where it is. Oh and one thing I have to warn you about, the lord of this castle, Lord Sesshomaru does not take kindly to servants snooping around without permission,” she said as she turned back towards her companion. Rin nodded as she walked into the room that was to be hers. It wasn’t as big as the one in her own castle but it was quaint and somewhat charming. She dropped onto the hard bed and fell into a feverish sleep.


“Otou-san, Ka-sama, Onii-chan,” said a small voice breaking. A small child was wondering around in the rain than she stopped. A rolling sound had stopped her in her tracks. Then it stopped as she came closer to the object behind the bushes. Her small hands parted the tangled branches and there right before her eyes were the eyes of her mother staring back at her. Those once soft brown eyes were now cold and white but were still crying hot tears. She screamed so loudly that she had awakened herself from the dreadful nightmare. She awoke to find the small room in a darkness that made it seem bigger than it actually was. She wiped the sweat that was cascading down her pale forehead. She panted to allow more air into her lungs but only succeeded into making her dizzy from the lack of oxygen. She had to get out of there. She rushed to the large curtains at the end of the room and forced them aside to reveal the window. She unlatched the window and let chilly air rush into her face. It smelled salty. When she had arrived she had not noticed the ocean so close. She looked beyond the wall and saw the ocean was very near. It looked that with each wave the ocean was trying to pull a piece of the land with it. She then noticed two fireflies dancing together in the moonlight, it was almost full just maybe three more days and it would shine in all its glory but only to start to die the next night. Her eyes followed the two fireflies in their mindless dance and then stop when the two had settled onto a lotus blossom. She drew back her gaze as she saw a koi pond and then bushes of flowers and a trail snaking its way through the bushes. She had found a garden. Her heart leaped as she inhaled to catch the scent of the flowers but only succeeded in inhaling more salty air. She had to get a closer look. She locked the window and closed the curtains and than made her way to the door. She cracked it open to see if anyone was in the hall and than she tensed her body and pressed herself flush against the wall. She had no idea where she was going. She followed the wall to the stairs and then the stairs to another wall. She did this for a while until she made it back to the hall she was in earlier. In the great hall she noticed giant tapestries some depicting a great battle with a white dog and from what she could tell was a giant snake and then others depicting other demons she concluded, that were staring at her with their cold amber eyes. She then was drawn towards the silent fireplace and saw the largest tapestry hanging above it. She knew it was the lord of the castle. She remembered those golden orbs that burned with a cold fire staring at her; following her every move. She than saw a silvery light creaking through the heavy satin curtains, she gently moved them aside and found a door leading outside.


There was so much light outside but it was pale. The almost full moon had washed the scenery of all its array of colors and only left muted tones of blue, black and white. The flowers’ scents assaulted Rin’s nostrils and made them flare as she breathed in the fresh air. Now she could breathe, now her chest did not feel as tight as it did in the room. She picked up the frayed ends of a once beautiful kimono and headed towards the path. She wanted to loose herself even though her garden was beautiful, this place, this place was an Eden. As she made her way through she found a stream, how peaceful it seemed. She sat there looking at her reflection, examining every inch of herself. She placed her hand in the water and cupped a little bit and then lifted the water to her face. It felt so cool and fresh against her face, something she needed to help her relax. She decided to take a drink from the spring. She taught foolishly that maybe in this unearthly beauty this was the river Lethe and that by some slim chance God would leave her in peace and let her forget her memory and allow her to live in ignorance. When she felt the cold liquid slide down her throat; she felt a hot liquid roll down her cheek; God was being unreasonable.

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His transparent eyelashes fluttered opened and he blinked several times. He then heard what had made him awaken, soft tiny footsteps on the hardwood floor outside of his room, but then they faded. He rose quickly out of bed. He opened the door but no one was there. An intruder in his home, he would not allow that. He heard those footsteps again and he hurried in their direction. The phantom footsteps led him to his hall and then he found the door to the garden ajar. What would an intruder want outside unless they were planning something maybe they were planning to blow up his wall and allow a massive army to invade his home. He growled low in his throat. He saw that the blades of grass had been bent under the weight of someone walking. He silently made his way towards the spring. Then he saw his target lying on one of the larger rocks; the frayed edges of her kimono caressing her skin. He saw her drench her face with the cool water; the beads soaking into her hair and running down her chin. He saw her cup a bit of water and then saw her eyes squint into a pleading stare. Then she drank it but then a tear fell and she looked down in frustration, more tears began to fall. She pulled her legs to her chest as she hugged herself and more tears fell. He saw a red glint near her chest. He smelled something that wasn’t human, something that wasn’t demon but something that was not of this world. He moved forward and she had heard him. She gasped and called out into the dark.

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