http://loyalward.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] loyalward.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2007-07-28 01:50 am

Log; Complete

When; July 27th
Rating; G
Characters; Rin ([livejournal.com profile] loyalward) and Sesshoumaru ([livejournal.com profile] coldmoonlight)
Summary; The long-awaited reunion between demon and ward.
Log;

The moment Rin had found out that her Lord Sesshoumaru was in the City, she'd wanted to jump and shout for joy - she could not remember feeling so happy in a very, very long time. She felt like throwing the flowers she'd been picking to the ground, and pelting through the grass, and then past the metal and concrete of the City towards him - all to have her find him for once. Weeks had turned into months as she'd waited patiently, and a niggling doubt had begun to grow at the back of the child's mind, taunting her that perhaps he would not come, he would not find her in this strange place...

But her doubts had been unfounded, and he'd come after all, just as he always did! And Rin managed to control herself, though her feet itched to flee in search of him. He had told her to wait, and so she would wait. So much had she missed him that she instinctively took his orders to remain where she was literally, and froze completely, standing still in the middle of the gardens. Even her chest seemed to rise and fall slowly, as though she was struggling to keep breathing to a minimum to stay as silent and motionless as possible.

Yet she was unable to stop a wide smile from growing on her face, and by her sides her small hands curled into tiny fists from glee - for all her efforts to stay immobile. He was really here! Somehow, she knew everything would be all right at last.

[identity profile] coldmoonlight.livejournal.com 2007-07-28 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Sesshoumaru had been incensed when he discovered that Rin was missing, his rage evident in the turbulence of the youki that choked the air around him. There had been no trail, no scent or broken twigs or plaintive cries to lead him to where Rin had gone. She had disappeared as surely as one who was dead--no, even more so, for the dead often left signs that they had once been. Nothing had remained of Rin.

When his search led him into the City, the taiyoukai's impulse to destroy everything in retaliation was overwhelmed by the shock of his arrival. The smells of the place hit him like a swipe from his father's paw, human and youkai and alien creatures outside of his ability to identify. Through it all filtered one important piece of knowledge, one welcome message.

Rin had been in these streets. Her scent was faded, but it was enough to assure Sesshoumaru of her presence. After some exploration and the discovery of the communication system, further evidence was gleaned when the child herself contacted him.

Using the information Rin had given him, and what knowledge he could glean of the City's layout, Sesshoumaru made his way to the girl. Soon enough, her trail was fresh, and he had no need of anything but her scent to find her.

Sesshoumaru was uncertain how to classify the emotion that swept over him when she came into sight, by all appearances having taken his command to remain quite literally. Relief was not becoming of him. Satisfaction? Acceptable. He drew near as if he had walked through these gardens thousands of times before, and when he stopped, he said only one word to her. "Rin."

[identity profile] coldmoonlight.livejournal.com 2007-07-28 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
There was no human Sesshoumaru would allow to lay a hand on him without risk of injury, save Rin. There was no creature he would allow to embrace him, save this mortal child. He didn't mind the welcome that she gave him. It was as satisfactory as finding her safe.

Sesshoumaru rarely smiled. When he did, it most often meant that destruction would follow. For Rin, his eyes lightened, giving the sense that he was pleased with something, but never elucidating what.

"I am told that you have done well in this place." He lowered himself to sit in the grass, one knew drawn up to brace his arm against. "What has happened while you have been here?"

[identity profile] coldmoonlight.livejournal.com 2007-07-28 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
"I have read the information made available to those who come to this place." He knew of the restrictions, the odd turns of events, the dead who were not dead. He knew that the City presented a danger to his ward through its very nature, as well as the nature of those who resided within its circumference.

Sesshoumaru was pleased that Rin had looked after herself. He was pleased that she had found allies. It would not have been proper for her to be left alone for so long as she'd estimated, not when she had not chosen such a life.

"Your friends. Describe them to me."

[identity profile] coldmoonlight.livejournal.com 2007-07-28 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
The inu youkai considered her words in silence for a few moments. A mental inventory of those she had named was soon made. Rin had been exposed to a great deal without his guidance--for his stewardship did encompass guidance, as rare as his overt exhibition of it was. No child in his care would practice disgraceful behavior, regardless of species.

"I will speak with those you have mentioned, save the monk and the taijiya. There is nothing to be said between us. This 'Walter' ... what does he teach you to read and write?"

[identity profile] coldmoonlight.livejournal.com 2007-07-28 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
Sesshoumaru snorted in what passed for amusement, unconcerned with whether or not Rin could read the gesture. The child was perceptive; it was one of the traits that had won her his favor. Let her think what she would of his mood. "Jaken is a fool."

At last, the golden eyes that had beheld the death of so many turned back to Rin. Sesshoumaru merely looked at her for a time. He had nearly lost her again. Inexcusable. No fault could be laid at anyone's feet, but still, it troubled him. "Do you wish to go back, Rin?"

[identity profile] coldmoonlight.livejournal.com 2007-07-28 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
"We will remain until a way to return opens." His expression darkened as he raised his eyes to their surroundings and murmured, "This place is not ours. We are not meant to be here."

The mood passed, clouds blown away by a strong wind, and Sesshoumaru again appeared as unconcerned as if he had never known fear or disappointment or doubt. "Continue as you have done with your friends, provided they are suitable companionship for one in your position."

[identity profile] coldmoonlight.livejournal.com 2007-07-28 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
He accepted the flowers without argument, plucking them delicately from her hands with claws that had killed thousands as easily as she had gathered the little blossoms. Her tiny sachet was left to rest in his lap as his arm returned to its place resting on his knee.

"You have done well," he told her. It was more praise than he usually offered, but he was feeling generous in light of the circumstances.

Sesshoumaru sat in silence after that, apparently without intention of leaving, of making further observation, or of dismissing his ward. There was much he had to think on, and the gardens offered some relief from the stench of the City.

[identity profile] coldmoonlight.livejournal.com 2007-07-28 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
No one was there to see them, but a moment passed before Sesshoumaru lowered his arm and brushed a light, comforting touch over her hair. Then his arm settled again where it had been, as if he had never moved.

Sesshoumaru was not pleased that they had been brought here, but Rin was safe with him, and that would suffice for the time being.