Hello everyone! This is a new story I posted. It's not going to have chapters because it would be a series of one-shot like stories, detailing travelling adventures of Rin and Sesshomaru, from her childhood to…. Well we shall see till when…

Hope you guys enjoyed it! Thanks for your support! Happy Reading! :)

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTER!

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Eight year old Rin toddled along the tall silver haired yokai she had befriended and saved as they proceeded to who knows where. She occasionally glanced up at the young yokai lord, slightly giggling to herself…

He is pretty

His hair is soooo pretty…..

It must feel like silk…

*girlish giggles*

Rin burst into a fit of giggles she stole one more glance from the yokai she had saved.

He was different from the rest of the people she had met… he was quiet, not asking questions… she liked him for his silence.

She did not remember how she had returned to the world of the living, but when she awoke she felt something different. She knew she was changed forever, something inside her instinctively made her follow him. She felt a strange pull towards him?

Was it because he revived her? Was it because she needed him?

Little Rin did not care, all she knew was that it was what felt right. She followed this beautiful creature, because she wanted to, and she was happy doing so. With her and this yokai, she was at peace, she was content, and she was free.

Unconcerned about the world around her and her surroundings, her bare feet scraped against the hard rocks that lined the river.

"Rin."

"Yes Sesshomaru-sama?"

"Go find some fishes for yourself."

"Yes Sesshomaru –sama."

With that he disappeared into the neighboring grove of apple trees, leaving her with Jaken to hunt for dinner. For the few weeks she had been travelling with him, this had been the routine. He would disappear leaving her with Jaken. After spending the night in the same spot he left her, Jaken would move with her, and Sesshomaru would reappear after a few days, silent, cold and never asking any questions.

But she was glad he came back. Even though he spoke so little, he was the only constant apart from Jaken.

Walking through the fields to their next destination, she began picking the wild flowers that bloomed all around. She made a crown of flowers for her Jaken, and silently wished that she was brave enough to offer the other to Sesshomaru, but she donned it herself, and left a bunch of flowers where he slept.

Evening was beginning to fall, and Jaken had gone to hunt for food for himself and her, tagging along a string of complaints in the air, but nonetheless complying with his lord's wishes. Rin sat by the fire she had made, glancing at the still sleeping yokai. The flowers she had placed next to him had disappeared. She returned her attention to the fire, awaiting Jaken, wondering if the flowers had blown away.

But they hadn't. Sesshomaru had discreetly tucked them away in his sleeve, marveling at the little ningen's gesture. She was not afraid of him, a first for a human. She was different. She followed him since he revived her, and never stopped. She always listened. She was a curious creature, for a human. For a little one, she was different.

She was a most intriguing child.

Dawn filled the sky with new colors that weaved into a new day of hope and adventure. The group of four had already began their journey when the sun began to peep beyond the hills, the darkness still present in splotches in the sky.

Without warning, little Rin, stumbled, her foot hitting a rock causing her to lurch forward without any hope of not getting bruised. Yet she did not land on the ground. A soft, fluffy white thing braced her, holding her in mid-air. She slowly looked up thinking the yokai would be angry. Yet his face remained passive as he set her back on her feet, and continued walking wordlessly.

Little Rin ran forward to catch up to him. A new happiness filled her.

He cares.