This mortal world bores me. It's inhabitants are mere fleas not
even fit for my thought. Fleas which during the day will scream in
terror at the sight of the beast I ride. Fools. Though the beast on which
I rode was great, I was an even greater beast. It is I they should fear.
I look straight ahead as we ride through the night, for to look down would mean seeing the scattered dwellings and villages of the repugnant mortals.
Behind me I feel small hands weaken and slip loose. A body slides off the beast and my one remaining arm reaches out to catch Rin as she falls. I hold her on my lap and look down upon her. As though sensing my attention even in her sleep she snuggles closer.
How did this come to be? Why have I not cast her down myself to fall and lie broken on the ground below? This one small mortal girl who comes from a race so vilely weak, a race of mere fleas.
Other demons have questioned me, even laughed. Fools, they did not laugh for long. I was by far their better, and one does not laugh at their betters and win. Yet, tonight I am feeling strangely reflective as I fly through the night with this small child on my lap. A small child who trusts me, even though everyday is a risk for her. Everyday I must make a decision concerning her. Will I leave her, kill her, or keep her? The last is, of course, rediculous. I shall cast her off. Eventually.
Then why haven't I? She is mortal, she is less than dust...
She is mine.
I am slightly startled with this revelation.
She is mine. Mine to destroy if I see fit, but mine to protect as well. No one may harm what is mine. No on but myself may decide what to do with what is mine.
Dawn lights on the horizon, bringing with it another day. I must decide what I am to do with this littl ehuman child that is mine. I lift her up and look at her. She makes a small noise and opens her eyes. Seeign me she smiles and groggily speaks, "Sesshoumaru-sama."
I set her back down and she snuggles onto the soft fur of my tail. She looks up at me with adoration but I look straight ahead, at the morning sun.
She shall be mine for another day.
-- Written by Koneko in
approximately half of an hour Sunday. November 12 2000. Not my best piece
of work but I wanted to again write something with Sesshoumaru and Rin,
only from Sesshoumaru's point of view