What Never Should

I do not own InuYasha or any of it’s characters.
Summary: Review to chapter 1
Writing Style: Review to chapter 1

*Ducks from flying objects (like knives)* I’m sorry people, I had to make the story more the way I like it, with a bit of AU. This chapter took a long time to write so don’t hate me that it was late. I know what I did probably pissed a whole hell of you off, but don’t go biting my head of JUST yet, I still have more chapter, remember.

Chapter 5. Rin’s Message, The Demon Mark

InuYasha sat in the field where and Sesshomaru first mated and he had claimed the mark. He could hear the wind rustling the leaves in the trees and the small sounds of animals moving across the far edges of the field, playing and having a good time.

He sighed.

There were footsteps behind him and he turned, meeting Kagome, her look soft and worried. InuYasha had said nothing for many days, leaving everyone staring at him when he would just look of into space and the miko could see something was bothering him.

“InuYasha?” was the small whisper of her voice.

No reply.

“Are you okay, InuYasha? You haven’t been eating and you look worried,” Kagome whispered.

No answer, just the wind moving across the field.

“Listen, InuYasha, I wanted to talk to you about that mark.”

The hanyou stiffened at the words, his hand unconsciously moving to his neck to brush along the vivid bite, covering it with his hand, not wanting the miko to see it, or even talk to him about it, for that matter.

“I think it’s affecting you,” Kagome whispered, looking out into the field. “It was affected you physical, we all know that, but I think it’s affecting you mentally too.”

The hanyou’s ears perked, turning to look at the woman beside him, her gaze never leaving the trees in the distance, a small litter of kits and their mother walking across the far side, sniffing the grass. He lowered his ears, turning back to stare.

“You’ve been acting so strangely. It worries everyone, but me the most. You know I love you, InuYasha, I don’t want to see you hurt,” Kagome whispered.

“You don’t love me,” was the cold reply.

Kagome turned to stare.

“Only one ever cared about me, and she’s dead. I thought I was alone, but now, their was another, but that one broke their promise,” InuYasha whispered, his voice sounding dead.

“You mean, Kikyo, don’t you,” Kagome gasped, tears in her eyes.

A shake from the hanyou.

“Then who?”

“My mother.”

“Oh.”

“And...”

“Who else?”

“Kagome...”

The miko turned, noticing Shippo bounding toward them, small feat moving quickly under him as he darted through he grass, flailing his small hands to get the young girls attention. He jumped into Kagome’s open arms, landing softly against her chest. InuYasha spared the small kitsun a look before turning away, his focus returning to a blank stare.

“What is it, Shippo?” Kagome asked.

“A small girl came to the village. She looked like she was attacked many time by demons. She is with Kaede right now and sent me to get you,” Shippo announced breathlessly.

“Kaede sent you to get me?” Kagome looked confused. “Do you know the girls name?”

“She said nothing. She was swaying toward the village and collapsed on the ground when we saw her,” Shippo said. “Sango and Miroku brought her to Kaede.”

“Let’s go then,” Kagome said with a nod. “Coming InuYasha?”

She looked around, surprised to not have heard the hanyou leave. The field was silent, no sound from any direction. Not the sound of quick moving feet, not the sound of silent breath. Nothing. Just silence.

*~*~*

Kaede sat in her hut, a cold cloth across the young girls torn face. She moaned, her head tilting to the side, eyes squeezing shut as she tried to move her body, but couldn’t not in her may conditions. Kaede removes the wet cloth, the heat on it warming her hand as she dipped the cloth into the cold stream water again and places it on the small girls head.

“How is she lady Kaede?” Sango asked.

“Weak, very weak child,” Kaede whispers. “She may not make it.”

“She will, I know it,” Sango said strongly.

“How is the young girl? Miroku asked upon entering the hut.

“Not good,” Sango sighed, looking at the girl. “Lady Kaede thinks she might not make it.”

“She’s so young,” Miroku mumbled.

“I know,” was Sango’s rely.

Kagome entered the hut, carrying a curious Shippo in her arms, looking at the others before turning her gaze downward, staring at the pale features of the young black-haired girl, her face scratched and bloodied.

“Oh my god,” Kagome whispered, a gasp escaping her lips.

“Poor girl,” Shippo croaked.

Kagome knelt down, placing Shippo on the floor before walking forward, kneeling down in front of the young girl, looking over her with soft eyes. She looked so familiar, but Kagome couldn’t remember who she had seen her with, it was too long ago.

“A demon was with her,” Sango said, getting InuYasha’s attention.

“Yes, a two-headed serpent,” Miroku added.

“Two-headed serpent?”

The pair nodded. Kagome gasped, remembering who the young girl used to travel with.

“Don’t you guys remember who she is?” Kagome asked.

Both shook their heads.

“She hold the heavy scent of blood,” Shippo said, scrunching his nose.

“Her own?” Kagome asked hopefully.

Shippo shook his head.

“Who’s?”

“Sesshomaru’s.”

Everyone stared at the young kitsun, his words coming out like harsh needles. Their faces twisted at him before they looked at one another, features pale as the truth sunk in like a rock dropping into the pits of their stomach.

“You don’t think....”

“Sesshomaru, marked, Inuyasha,” Sango finished for the young miko.

Kagome nodded slowly.

“It is possible my children,” Kaede intercepted.

“But why does, Shippo smell the lords blood?” Miroku asked.

“InuYasha, has been acting oddly. I believe that something might have happened to the lord and it is upsetting him,” Kaede said wisely.

“He spoke something about that,” Kagome whispered. “When I went to speak with him.”

“What did he say?” Kaede asked.

“He said something about a broken promise from the one who marked him,” Kagome said, snapping her fingers.

Everyone fell silent, thinking over that one thought. If it was true Sesshomaru had been the one to mark their friend, what was his promise? And why did InuYasha think he broke it? Everything was so confusing. Before it was so simple, but now the world was twisting beneath them. Not only was InuYasha acting oddly, Sesshomaru had marked the hanyou, the same hanyou he said he hated and dishonored the family heritage, and now says he loves.

“Lord... Sess... Sesshomaru...”

Everyone turned down to look at the small girl, one arm reaching up, searching for something, blood tipping her fingers and palm. She shook her head from side to side, obviously in pain from her wounds. She squeezed her eyes tight again, calling out a second time, the same thing as before.

“What happened?” Sango wondered.

“Maybe, Sesshomaru attacked her?” Miroku said.

“No, Sesshomaru would never do that to her, not it he healed her anyway,” Kagome said, shaking her head.

“Then what?” Miroku asked.

“Must... find... Inu... Yasha...”

Everyone looked at each other.

“Why is she looking for, InuYasha?” Kagome asked, knowing no one knew the answer.

“Maybe something happened to Sesshomaru?” Sango said, shrugging.

“You.... you’re the ones who travel with the one... InuYasha,” the young girl panted out.

“Your awake,” Kagome gasped.

Kaede walked over, kneeling down and removing the cloth, making it cold again and placing it back over the girls face, cooing to her softly to relax, that she was safe and would not be hurt by them. The girl seemed to understand, nodding her head to Kaede and relaxing, looking around at the group, seemingly looking for something, or someone.

“Where is he?” the girl asked.

“Who?” Miroku pondered.

“InuYasha,” she hummed softly, shifting her broken body.

The others looked to Kagome, who looked to the ground, not knowing where the hanyou had gone to. He had left so silently, so sadly. It was almost as if he had never been their, like she had been talking to only herself.

“I don’t know,” Kagome whispered to the girl.

“Child, tell us what happened to ye,” Kaede said in a soothing tone.

The girl nodded, her eyes tearing up. She closed them, taking a deep breath before opening them again to focus on the roof, obviously trying to remember what had happened before she had woken in the hut with the others. Everyone was surprised to hear her start talking in a third person.


“It was horrible.” Rin squeezed the blanket cover her. “Just so horrible.”

(Flashback)

Rin carried Ah Un’s reins, Jaken gone and Sesshomaru dying alone, staring up at the sky, his eyes showing nothing but a calm and serene expression. Her head was down and she head tears leaking from her eyes, dried blood coating her neck, face and fingertips. She felt so alone, like she had when her parent had been killed and she was left orphaned.

‘I’m so alone.’

Ah Un nudged her softly, growling low in a soft way, rubbing her beck with one of it’s two heads. She smiled weakly at the beast, running bloodied hand down it’s scaled head, her eyes sad as more tears threatened to leak form her chocolate orbs. She looked up at the sky, obviously thinking. Her lord had given her one last message she had to send to InuYasha, the hanyou who walked with the odd human woman, the slayer and the monk.

‘I wonder where the village is?’

She felt Ah Un nudge her again, but this time more forcefully. She turned, wondering what the demon wanted, and noticed it’s defensive stance, one of it’s heads searching the surrounding area while the other nudge Rin, trying to get her to climb onto it’s back. She looked around herself, hearing the ground quake below her.

“Oh no.”

She scrambled onto Ah Un’s back, using the reins to pull the demon into the air just as a giant centipede, it’s long pincer-like haws snapping at the escaping demon and child, sniffing out the scent of blood. It roared, dropping to the ground, circling the fleeing girl. Ah Un growled, getting Rin’s utmost attention. She had never heard her loyal Ah Un growl before, especially so viciously.

The serpent demon dove, aiming for the centipede, dirt and dust rising into the air as Rin was thrown from her beast, rolling across the ground to land in a patch of moist soil. She looked up, watching as the two-headed creature she traveled with pulled wither way, stretching the centipede before it snapped in two, dying in Ah Un’s two jaws.

‘Amazing.’

The ground shifted again, lifting above the young child as a large weasel demon appeared from beneath the soil, it’s large canine fangs bared, looking up at it’s head where Rin sat, shaking in fear. The demon hissed, shaking it’s furred head, tossing the girl away. She landed in a heap, the weasel focusing in on her. Ah Un was at her side instantly, it’s two heads lowered, growling at the demon. Another appeared, followed by another, and another demon, all homing in on the young girl covered in demon blood. They all growled, arcing forward, ready to strike.

“Ah Un,” Rin whispered. “Let us take flight. Let us leave this place and search of rthe one named, InuYasha.”

Ah Un turned one head to Rin, nodding it’s scaled mane and turning back to the other demons. In seated herself on Ah Un’s back, grabbing the demon’s reins. One of the three weasels that had appeared attacked, sending the other demons into attack as well. Run screamed. Ah Un jumped. It was too late. A weasel caught Rin’s arm, pulling her from the two-headed serpent.

It was a mess, the demons ripping through the young girl. Ah Un unleashing it’s fury, standing over the child’s mutilated body, warning of the other demons. It attacked, killing at will, pulling demons apart, destroying their bodies. A coyote demon got to rin, attacking her face, a tooth sinking into an eye. Ah Un turned at Rin’s scream, tearing the coyote into pieces. The two-headed beast picked a bloodied Rin into it’s jaws delicately, jumping into the air and flying away, the other demons roaring with rage, jumping after the serpent and the girl.

*~*~*

“It was horrible.” Rin hugged her legs. “Horrible.”

“You poor child,” Kagome whispered, pulling the girl into an embrace. “How did you survive?”

Rin had heard. She pulled away from Kagome to stare into her black eyes, seemingly looking for something in elder girls expression. She had found it.

“You are sad for me. I lived because of Ah Un,” Rin whispered.

“Where is the serpent?” Kagome asked, turning to the others.

“In the back nursing it’s own wounds,” Kaede assured. “It would not let me help it so I left it to it’s own.”

“Ah Un will take care of itself. I must find the one, InuYasha,” Rin whispered. “I have a message for him.”

“A message?” Sango asked. “What sort of message?”

“It is personal, only for, InuYasha’s, ears,” Rin said defensively.

“We... don’t really know where he is,” Miroku said, looking a little sorry.

“I must find him,” Rin said, standing slowly on gashed wobbly legs. “He must hear.”

“Please, sit Rin,” Sango said softly.

The young girl looked around at the others, one eye bandaged from the loss of sight. She sighed, lying back down and looking att he hut door, eye closing as she took another deep breath, clutching her sheet.

“We’ll find him for you, Rin,” Kagome said strongly. “We’ll find Inuyasha for you.”

The young girl nodded thankfully, closing her eyes as weakness and sleep took hold of her once more.

*~*~*

Blood dripped onto the thick mudded wood, a dark looming figure walking slowly through the trees, eye glowing red, blood dripping from it’s gouged body. It arched it’s head up, making a disgusting gurgling noise in it’s throat, blood spewing from between it’s teeth. It hissed almost inaudibly, lowering it’s gaze back to the dark trees, focus a mere haze. It took another step, the mud below it’s feet sinking down, making the creature collapse into the soil, mud and twigs splattering its face and crimson hair.

Another low hiss as it’s broken wrists and fingers gripped the mud, standing slowly, it’s bloodied kimono covered in thick sheets of mud. It opened it’s jaws again, saliva spewing from it’s mouth as it tried to roar again, but a low gurgling was it’s only sound. The creature hissed as a bone stuck to a twig deep under the mud, cracking the bone with a sickening snap.

The creature finally got to it’s feet, lifting it’s head and gasping gently, eyes closing and opening, the red color gone, but returning as blood coated the dull orbs, making the creature become rabid again, hissing, arching it’s body, bones breaking as it moved, looking for prey, hunting only one.

The child.

*~*~*

InuYasha returned to the village at night, arms crossed inside his red kimono, eyes turned to the ground. The lamp light in Kaede’s hut was on still, meaning the others had waited for him. He sighed, walking forward to look into the small window in the front. Everyone was their, sitting around the small figure of a child, watching her as she blinked one eye at them, the other covered, a small red spot on the white cloth indicating her eyes still bled.

A creature in the back hissed gently startling the hanyou. He walked around to the back, noticing a two-headed beast lying comfortably across the grass, one head staring out in front of itself while the other licked wounds on it’s scaled body. InuYasha sniffed. He smelt a mixture of many bloods, and didn’t care. He sniffed again, and turned, one scent standing out extremely against the rest. It was familiar, and it was weakening.

He knew the scent well, having drawn that blood many times in past battles. That was not the case anymore, or it hadn’t been, until the one had broken his promise. InuYasha scowled, but walked forward anyway, entering the hut from the back, starling everyone and making Miroku and Sango to grab their weapons to stand defensively.

They looked into the dull eyes of their half-demon companion, his gaze turned toward the girl. She stared back, brown intertwining with yellow as the hanyou focused in on the girl and her strong scent. She was letting off strong whiffs of Sesshomaru’s blood, disturbing the hanyou greatly. The blood was no longer fresh. It had been on the girls body for days on end now, and that made him scowl further.

“Are you the one, InuYasha?”

A nod, but barely, the hanyou still scowling.

“I am, Rin, InuYasha,” the girl whispered. “I have been asked to deliver a message to you and only to you.”

InuYasha’s eyes darted around the room, warning the others to get out quickly or suffer at his readied claws. They stood, Miroku holding the door open for Kaede and the other women to leave, exiting himself after them. InuYasha didn’t watch them go, his eyes back on the girls one. She was watching the others, turning back to InuYasha when she felt his gaze. She sat up very slowly, the sheet dropping from her body to reveal wound that made the hanyou wince inward.

“Please, sit,” Rin whispered.

InuYasha growled to himself at that one word, expecting the beads around his neck to pull him to the ground, slamming him through the wooden planks and into the dirt below. He walked over to a far wall and sat, legs and arms crossed, dark gaze poised on the child.

“I have a message,” Rin whispered. “From my lord.”

InuYasha’s ears perked, but he did not take any notice in his face, keeping his sullen look, watching as the young girl shifted to a more comfortable position, his look obviously not affecting her as she just smiled and leaned forward.

“A terrible fate has befallen,” Rin whispered. “My lord has been slaughtered.”

InuYasha growled, eyes flashing with pain.

“He died coming, I believe, to you, InuYasha,” Rin said, voice soft, eyes looking to the floor now as she continued. “A demon he called Naraku, took his life while he tried to protect me.”

Tears were in Rin’s eyes, and InuYasha couldn’t help as one escaped down his face, dropping with no sound onto the wooden floor, the candle in the centre of the room flickering in the hut, casting odd shadows around the walls and on the pairs’ faces.

“He told me to give you one last message,” Rin whispered, her teary gaze meeting InuYasha’s distraught one. “I am sorry, InuYasha, I could not keep my promise. I could not come, I will always love you... InuYasha.”

The girl said her last word, tears leaking uncontrollably from her small brown eyes, face red with sadness, her eyelashes sticking to one another as she let out a shaky breath ,a gentle sob shaking her body. She tucked her knees to her chest, holding them, burying her face into her knees, her shoulders shaking as more sobs escaped her mutilated body.

‘No...’

InuYasha looked horrified at the girl as another tear escaped his yellow orbs, their color dulling away to a low orange. His eyes fluttered, narrowing as tears flowed from his face, dropping silently to the floor. He stood slowly, walking to the back door, head down. He left, bounding away from the hut, away from the village, away from his friends, and the ones he cared for. He just left, leaving behind his life, not caring anymore, not wanting to care for anything anymore. Pain flashed through his heart, the mark on his neck pounding painfully.

He jumped high into the air, again, small sparkles of tears trickling behind his, shining in the light of the rising moon. He landed with a loud splash into a stream, slipping on the wet rocks and collapsing,, crying out his pain at the thought of his brothers death. He sat up onto his knees, eyes turned to the sky, teeth gritted together. He closed his eyes, tears squeezing from his eyes. He lifted his fists into the air, slamming them down into the water with a loud cry, face slashed with water.

“WHY.... WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE ME,” InuYasha roared. ‘Mother.... Kikyo.... Sesshomaru... why?’

He stood, walking with a limp toward the woods, eyes now fully dulled, no care in his face anymore as he swayed away from the reality of the world and into the woods beyond the village, disappearing from the world into his own pained one of death.

‘Everyone I love, dies... why do I continue to try, when it will only happen again...”

He turned, his dull eyes focusing back into the woods opposite the gentle stream, looking into the dark abyss behind him. He was now an abyss and would stay that way. He didn’t care about jew shards anymore. He didn’t care about the others, or his worried. He didn’t care, and he especially didn’t care about Naraku. The demon killed one he loved before, and he did it again. He had taken InuYasha’s heart with Kikyo, and now his very soul with Sesshomaru. It wasn’t worth the pain, the anguish, anymore.

*~*~*

Kagome reentered the hut, looking down to see a crying Rin and no InuYasha. She went to the girl, dropping down and pulling her lithe body into her arms, the young child wrapping her small arms around Kagome’s waist, crying into her school uniform blouse. Kagome ran a gentle hand through the young girls hair, cooing softly to her, her eyes sad.

Rin merely cried, the others entering to the quiet sobs, seeing Kagome huddled with the girl, holding her close. Kaede walked over to Kagome, placing an old hand on the miko’s shoulder. Kagome released Rin, allowing Kaede to settle the young girl back down to rest. They group left, hearing soft shuddering sobs as they walked out of the hut, eyes turned toward the moon, knowing InuYasha had gone.

“Poor child,” Sango whispered.

“I wonder what she told, InuYasha?” Miroku wondered.

“Whatever it was, it couldn’t have been good,” Kagome mumbled.

“What do we do? Do we look for him?” Sango asked.

“No, let him be. He will return when he’s ready,” Miroku said.

Kagome and the other sat one the stoop of the hut, looking up at the cream colored moon rising into the starred sky above, it’s large round surface illuminating the ground softly. Small sparkles seemed to pass over the surface of the sphere, disappearing with one last bright shine. They looked at one another, eyes sad before turning away, the moon almost crying to them.

*~*~*

Kaede sat with Rin, watching as the girl hiccuped in her sleep, tear still shedding from her eyes. She noticed small drops on the ground opposite the girl, shining in the light of the candle. She sighed, knowing that the message had hurt the hanyou badly, causing him pain. She knew he had been marked and knew it was going to swallow him whole. The pain and agony of losing your mate would probably kill him, but she could not tell the others.

Rin, shuddered in her sleep, her head lolling to one side. Kaede sighed, sitting down beside the young girl, seeing the back door to her hut swinging in the wind. She knew InuYasha had escaped into the back wood and int the more dangerous part of the wood. She could feel the distinct pain he was in, and knew it was consuming him.

“Oh, InuYasha, ye will be alright... I hope,” Kaede whispered.

She blew out the candle.