A Demon's Love

There she was. Standing before me with those sparkling brown eyes of hers. Her long raven hair was now past her waist and the bottom had small curls in it. Before me was the little girl who grew up to become a beautiful woman. Her small scrawny body was now developed, her curves making any man drool over her where every we went.

As I stared at her, I realized that I too was one who oogled at her body. I wanted to feel sickened; looking at a human woman in such a manor. But I didn't, I couldn't. There was no denying it, I was in love with her. Wait, in love? No, lust maybe. My heart told me love, my pig-headed brain said lust.

Where did my care for her go from as her protector; a fa ther figure to a deep need to want to hold her, kiss her, love her. I suppose, if I looked between the cracks, I knew when. Rin had just turned sixteen, a male during our travels had landed his eyes on young Rin. She was sweet to him, her natural nature to everyone and he mistook it as her being interested. Was she interested? The way she looked at me, her eyes lingering just a bit to long and the small blush that appeared when we touched. No, she wasn't interested. At least not in him.

Oh yes, I'm not stupid. I know Rin cares for me. Maybe more than a servant does their Lord. When that man asked if he could take her hand in marriage, I would have snapped his neck if Rin hadn't of rested a hand on my arm and sweetly reclined; telling him she was already spoken for. I knew I was jealous, but the emotion was so foreign to me that it scared me. To be jealous over a human woman.

As I stared at the woman before me, I wonder if maybe father wasn't as stupid as I thought. Demons are emotionless, cold, heartless people. Trust me; I know. There was something about this human in front of me that made me weak at the knees. Maybe it was the kindness she always had, no matter what harsh words that left my mouth. Whether I meant them or not. The way she always lit up a room with her bright smile. Being unmarried and eighteen, people began to call her a demon's whore. My whore. Which was not true, I would never think of her as a whore. I couldn't even do that to her unless she was my mate.

Mate. Now that word made my blood run cold. It's isnt that I do not want Rin to be my mate, it's just I don't know if my pride could allow me to mate a human. Would I really want to have half-demons such as Inuyasha, just so that I could be with Rin? Father had done it, why couldn't I? Would I really want to spend the rest of my life alone, long after Rin was gone? The thought made my heart almost stop; no. No I did not. So here she is, standing before me, awaiting what words I have to say to her.

"Rin," I began, getting her attention. She smiled when I said her name. "Yes Lord Sesshomaru?" She questioned. I could hear her heartbeat quicken, just like it always did. "I've thought long and hard on this. Would you consider becoming my mate?" I watched as her mouth dropped open a little in shock, unable to speak. I already knew the answer when her lips crashed into mine, a blush on her cheeks when she pulled away. "I thought you'd never ask." My lips lifted into a smile as I pulled her against my chest. Sometimes you got to listen to your heart and not your mind. I'm glad I did mine.