InuYasha Fan Fiction

Rin de Kyuunintai Kitsune (Rin and the Nine Kitsune Brothers)

PG - Drama/Romance - Rin/SesshoMaru - Post Series/Canon Universe/Parody of Snow White by the Brother Grimms

Lady Yashodoa

The life in Sengoku Jidai went on, war erupted here and there, and it was just the normalcy for the people and demon alike. Many villages were ransacked, rebuild and destroyed once again, it was like a cycle.

The only difference, the Shikon no Tama no longer existed, for it was all gathered and restored. Naraku, one of the most villainous hanyou, known in the entire demon lore was finally defeated, destroyed by the combination of an inu-hanyou, a Miko from another land, the last remaining taijiya, a perverted monk and a young kitsune.

The story of InuYasha faded away, becoming a legend and finally into a myth over the age. It won’t be until the Nanban Trading Period that the demons started to withdraw, fading away into the background of the legend and myth as well. The foreigners came and the world suddenly became bigger, and that was when the four taiyoukai daimyo lords agreed that it was best for them to adapt a newer lifestyle.

It seemed impossible for the taiyoukai daimyo lords to change their mind about human. But indeed, it all started with one, the most powerful taiyoukai lord of the West, SesshoMaru. He was known throughout the age that he despites human, battled with his half brother, a hanyou because he was simply a hanyou, a mixture of human and demon. It was like that for long time until he came across a little human girl. A simple act of reviving her life set the change in the stoic taiyoukai lord of the West.

Her name is Rin; she was born in the middle of winter, for all she knew as her mother told her the tale before she died. The day she was born, snow was falling softly down from heaven. Her mother had wished for a daughter and her wish was granted, a child born, skin pale like porcelain, a skin worthy of a Hime, her eyes are soft brown, like doe’s, full of innocent and joy. Her hair was ebony, much like midnight upon a moonless night and her lips were red, red like rose, sweet and full.

Upon her sixth summer, her life as a simple common girl ended at the teeth and claws of the wolves to begin anew at the blade of a cold taiyoukai. Like a faithful puppy, she followed the taiyoukai all over Japan, never once complaining or wavering.

As she approached her eleventh winter, her Lord SesshoMaru stopped in the middle of the forest. The snow was falling down gently, blanketing Japan white. He turned to her, studying her profile as she stood there, waiting for his response. She knew better to not say anything. She had grown from an innocent girl, entering womanhood. Her figure was changing, she grew taller, nearly reaching SesshoMaru’s breastplate, her figure was starting to lose the child’s, morphing into the womanly curves.

She huddled the furry Michiyuki around her body, warding off the cold air. Her pale skin flushed and she smiled upon him, her wide brown eyes shining under the frame of ebony hair that fell around her face in wild tresses. She looked as if she belonged there, standing in the snow, like a dryad of the winter forest. The fur of her Michiyuki was white while the thick padded silk were of deep red, patterned with pink sakura, promising spring to come soon.

Lord SesshoMaru was actually heading back to the western land; however, he had just made a detour to a neighboring village. The Western land was in trouble, for the foreigners decided to siege his palace, try to usurp his position as the Lord. He had then decided, it was not best for Rin to return with him but to leave her in a village until it was safe for her to return to the Palace.

Studying her as she stood, waiting for him in the snow. She was turning into a young woman and he knew she would need to be around human to understand her body’s changing. She had traveled long with him and it was time for her to settle down and live in a palace, much like a Hime she should be.

Finally, he spoke, “Rin. We are going to a village; you are going to stay with the lord there.”
Rin’s cheerful face fell, her eyes shone with wetness, “SesshoMaru-Sama, you’re going to leave me behind?” Her manner of speech had finally changed into proper manner, losing the child-like talk.

“Hai, it is not safe for you to return to the palace yet. War is brewing.”

Rin dropped her head, “I understand. Will you return for me?” She looked up to find him much closer, standing nearly flush to her body; she could feel the warmth from him.

Taking her chin in his fingers, he studied her face. “Hai, Rin. This SesshoMaru promises to return for you.”

Rin smiled, knowing SesshoMaru never promises deliberately. “Okay.”

He let go of her chin and turned, walking away. He called back, “Come, Rin.”

They reached the village and as they walked through, people murmured, stopping to stare at the taiyoukai. They knew who was ruler of the land they lived on but having never seen the taiyoukai up-close, they wondered, whispering and gossiping, curious to why he was in their village. The last time a taiyoukai visited the village was over two hundred years ago, in which he had stolen the Hime to take as a mate.

SesshoMaru stopped before a castle on the other end of the village and turned to Rin, “This is where you will stay. The Lord here will take care of you as his own daughter.”

Rin looked up to the castle, it wasn’t large as SesshoMaru’s palace but it was nice enough. Nodding, she followed him into the castle, to meet with the lord.

They found him in the garden that lay in the center of the castle. He rose to greet them, surprised. “Lord SesshoMaru, I have not expected your company.” He bowed; he was a handsome man, in his forties. He was once a general daimyo, traveling, fighting in wars for SesshoMaru-sama and now, he decided to retire, to run the village on SesshoMaru’s land after becoming injured from the war. He had a limp in his leg, for he never recovered, never being able to walk fully.

SesshoMaru bowed his head slightly, “I am not here to visit but on business, Hiromaru.” He stepped aside to reveal Rin from behind him. Rin stared up to the man, shyly trying to hide behind SesshoMaru but failed as he took hold of her arm and moved her to stand in front of him. “I have trouble in the Western Land, and she can’t return with me. I need her to stay here under your care. It will be provided for.”

The man, Hiromaru smiled at Rin and nodded to SesshoMaru, knowing he had taken in a human girl some time ago through rumors. He was surprised to find the girl young and very pretty. She looked like a daughter he had dreamed of. “I will take her in as my own. It would be very nice to have a daughter at last.”

SesshoMaru turned to Rin, “Go and play, I must speak to him.” Rin gave a nod and went to play in the garden while he and Hiromaru stepped into the hall that lined the edge of the garden. “This is not to be repeated to anyone.” He warned with promises in his voice that he will not hesitate to kill Hiromaru.

Hiromaru nodded, “I understand.”

“Good. Rin is precious to me, guard her with your life and make sure no one know of our association for it could cost her life.”

“I’ll tell everyone she is my niece that had come to live with me, as an adoptive daughter.”

“I approve. I do not know when I will return for her. Here is the money; it should be more than enough to provide for her. Jaken.”

Jaken toddled up to him and handed a large bag to Hiromaru. Hiromaru took the bag and opened it, his eyes went wide. “This is enough to feed the village for two hundred years. I will make sure it only goes for Rin’s care.”

SesshoMaru gave a nod and turned to the garden, watching Rin play in the snow, giggling and smiling. A small unseen smile crept on his lips, he felt his heart wrench a bit, knowing he had grown used to her presence, for she was a diversion of boredom and gave him a meaning in his life after many years of solitary. She was a fresh start in his life and he wanted to take her back to the Palace but couldn’t, due to the uprising war going on. He must make sure it was safe for her to live there first.

He recalled his father, asking him if there was anything he would protect, in thus to give him the Tetsusaiga. He had restored that there was nothing for him to protect. It was his fatal mistake then, losing the sword to his brother but now he knew, he had no need for the sword but he has Tenseiga, which brought Rin into his life, teaching him humanity, the value of life and the desire to protect. “I need privacy with her.” He simply said and Hiromaru bowed, retreating into the building and Jaken scurried after him, not wishing to meet the flat end of SesshoMaru’s boot.

“Rin.” He called out to her and watched her turn and run through the snow to him, giggling as she shook off the snow from her body. She stood before him, looking up into his face.

He knelt down on his knees, a strange gesture that Rin had never witnessed him to do. He was almost her height on his knees, he had placed his swords down beside his knees and he drew her in with his only arm. She gasped, realizing that he had hugged her on his own, which he had never done before.

“Rin, I will miss you.” He whispered in her ear as he rested his head on her shoulder, taking in her sweet scent of wild flower. “Hiromaru will take care of you until I am able to get you.” He then smells the pang scent of tears. He leaned back to look into her face, finding her crying.

“SesshoMaru-Sama, how long will you be gone?” She asked, her face wet with tears, touched by his simple gesture and words. She reached up; for she was the only one allowed to touch his face and caressed his cheek, tracing the mark.

He brushed her ebony hair away and tucked it behind her ear, then using his sleeve to wipe her face free of tears. “Do not cry. I will return.”

She nodded; taking the answer that he does not know either. “Hai, SesshoMaru-Sama.” She then latched herself onto him, hugging, her arms locked around his neck as she buried her face into his Mokomoko-sama. He simply held her with his only arm, realizing it would be a while before he sees her again. He had chosen Hiromaru to be Rin’s caretaker because he was one of his trusted human general. Letting her go, he rose to his feet, fixing his swords to his sash and gave Rin a pat on her head. He turned and entered the building, leaving Rin outside, crying as she watched him go.

Hiromaru came out and brought Rin inside, helping her out of her coat and ushered her into the dining room. He sat her down and sat down as well, “Rin, here, you are my niece who had come to become my adoptive daughter; no one is to know that you have any association to SesshoMaru-sama.” He saw Rin cry harder, he sighed and moved to her side and drew her into hug and she clutched onto him. “It is not good idea for anyone to know that you are close to SesshoMaru-sama, it could cost your life and his.” He felt her stop crying and was hiccupping, “Now, now, here you will be taken good care of.” He drew back and took hold of her chin and smiled, “He is concerned for your safety, and he trusted you in my care, which is highly thought of. I promise you, you will have the life you deserve. Will you be my daughter?” He asked.

Rin stared at his face, studying his profile. She could see his skin was dark, weathered with scars and wrinkles, yet his dark eyes held kindness and promises of love. She remembered her father had the same look and felt the trust rise in her, she nodded. He smiled and withdrew from her, setting her down. “Come, let’s eat.”