Independent

"Lord Sesshomaru?" Rin yawned at the twinkling night sky. "What do stars need to exist?"

The dog-demon folded his arms.

"You once said the moon needed the sun to make its reflective light."

Sesshomaru nodded. Years ago, Inuyasha's wench had forgotten an astronomy text; but how did he explain that stars were made of gases he himself barely comprehended? At least the moon theory was succinct.

Rin gazed up with sleepy, expectant eyes. Rin, still small and almost fully grown. Soon she wouldn't ask Sesshomaru for every answer. He could offer one more.

"Well, perhaps someone to watch them shine."

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A/N: Sesshomaru and 'lil Rin...I just love the paternal aspect of it all. Not counting titles, the drabbles started at 300 words and wound down to the compact 100 above. As taciturn as my father is I don't think I could ever shorten his love. Happy Father's Day!