Till The End Of Time [Inuyasha Fanfiction ]
Chapter 139

"Rin!!"

"Rin-sama!!"

"Rin-chan!!"

An outside voice that kept calling his name sounded, but Rin did not reply. In the voice that shouted loudly calling out to him, he could still hear the loud cry of Shura—his precious son.

Still sitting on his futon staring at the closed door. Rin then looked up at his head. The ceiling is very familiar to him, the daylight of winter that enters through the air vents— rooms are always warm even though the snow piles outside.

Slowly, Shura's cries as well as the voice calling out her name loudly felt far away in Rin—'s ears - far away from being heard again. His eyes also began to darken until he could see nothing more.

Then, the coldness attacked Rin, as well as the taste—takut.

This feeling, more than anyone, Rin knows best, because she has experienced it twice. The first time was in the wolf fangs and the second time inside the door of the hell portal that Inukimi opened. This feeling is—death that comes to fetch.

Keeping his eyes open, Rin tightly nibbled on his lower lip. The cold begins to creep up, from the tip of the foot to the head. The longer it cools until it feels bone-chilling.

However, the cold was not supposed to burn, but the cold it felt now seemed to boil, attack and burn it from within its own body.

Be ill.

The pain began to be felt by Rin. His entire body was as if boiling, burning from within by the cold.

Unable to hold her sitting position anymore, Rin's tiny body fell down, falling onto the futon. Cold sweat soaked his face and body, the trembling in his body grew even more intense, however, he still tried to keep his eyes open.

Cowering like a ball, the pain does not disappear, but continues to grow. Thousands of needles were like piercing his entire body right now, his bones were about to be crushed by something, and his heart was like being squeezed firmly by an invisible hand.

Rin's breathing became abnormal. Long and short, strong and weak. He opened his mouth, but the supply of air that entered his lungs was so thin, as if it was non-existent.

Tears flowed down from Rin's wide-open eyes—sak.

Be ill.

Be ill.

Very-very sick—extraordinary pain. Rin could feel nothing more than this endless pain. Cold and hot one, boiling and burning from the inside was unstoppable.

Rin doesn't know anything else, the pain makes her unable to think of anything. Her eyelids felt very heavy, but—dia did not close them at all.

What would happen if he closed his eyes?—Rin couldn't remember it, but...

Pieces and pieces of events appear in the eyes of Rin who can not see anything else. Appearing neatly arranged like a story. Without color and also without sound accompanies the pain is unexplained.

A little baby laughed in the arms of a woman. Beside him was a handsome man crying happily, and behind the man, four boys stared at the baby with large brown eyes full of admiration.

Wh who?

Standing up straight, the little girl who had just learned to walk stepped slowly. In front of him the four boys laughed and clapped their hands full of excitement. Then, when the girl looked back, she could see a beautiful woman and a handsome man smiling full of happiness.

Who're they?

A little girl was sitting on the lap of a man while opening her mouth, and beside them, a beautiful woman was feeding him rice. Then, from in front of him, four boys also thrust their chopsticks clamping different types of side dishes on the girl full of smiles.

Who was the man, woman and four boys?

Sitting on the shoulder of a boy, a little girl laughed loosely. Next to them, the three boys continued to stare worriedly at the little girl. Their hands were wide open at every step, anticipating catching the little girl if she fell. Looking back, the little girl saw a man and a woman who were laughing out loud.

Why do they feel foreign?

Standing there, a little girl stared at the figure of a man and woman who were in a sea of blood not moving at all once again. From behind him, four boys ran to hug the girl who was crying loudly.

Withdrawing the little girl's hand, the four boys then hid her in an old box. The four of them smiled and kissed the girl on the forehead before closing the box.

From inside the hole in the old box, the little girl could see the four boys running back being attacked by several adult men. Swords lifted up and slashed their heads.

Ahh, Rin remembered now, they were the biological parents as well as the sisters who had always loved and protected her.

A little girl stood alone, a bar, hungry and not knowing what to do. Gazing at her shattered surroundings, she cried without a sound.

Piece after piece of a happy past that turns into a nightmare—Rin knows; it is the story of his life.

Running fast, a little girl hugged two apples on her chest. His body was thin and dirty, his face was full of fear. Behind him a man ran in pursuit with wood in hand.

The pain felt now, Rin no longer knew, whether because of this searing cold, or because of these painful past— pieces.

Kneeling down, a little girl ate the leftovers on the stale ground. He continued to chew and swallow it quickly, as if afraid that someone would look at him and chase him away.

A painful and frightening childhood, Rin herself has no idea how she got through it all.

Kicks and punches landed on his small body. Closing her eyes silently, a little girl curled up like a ball with several adults who kept hitting her.

No one helped him, everyone shunned him and hated him—Rin knew; that was who he was.

Curled up like a ball, the cold night air pierced the small body. Crying silently, a little girl closed her eyes to sleep with a starving stomach.

Ahh, Rin doesn't want to see anymore. His open eyelids want to close. That's enough, right? That suffering, that nightmare, that hell don't force him to see and remember it again!!

Can he close his eyelids now? Would that piece of painful past disappear if he did that?

Standing in the woods, hiding from behind trees and bushes. A little girl stared fixedly at a badly injured youkai.

Realizing the existence of the little girl, the youkai turned to look at her with anger. Blood red eyes, long and sharp fangs. But, the little girl was not frightened, she was just shocked.

Ahh, that youkai. Rin still remembers well, the youkai he found in the forest in the hell of his life.—youkai were very important to him.

Opening her big brown eyes, a little girl stared at the face of a kneeling youkai raising her small body with one hand. The brilliance of the golden color, imprints a lifetime in the heart of the girl.

Pieces and pieces of the past that keep changing. So quickly without stopping, Rin could see him again.

A little girl with an orange kimono who ran over with a big smile behind a silver-haired youkai. Brown eyes exude boundless happiness.

Changing and constantly changing, still without sound and without color. But, the lost happiness comes back, replacing the dark life of a little girl named; Rin.

The little girl who opened her eyes found herself lying on a reclining chair. In front of him a youkai kneeled down touching his gentle face. His golden eyes glowed with relief.

The warmth of the hand that touched his face back then—Rin remembers it always.

Laughter and smile.

The kidnapped little girl and the silver-haired youkai who saved her.

The little girl standing in the human village saw a white-haired youkai figure that disappeared from sight. A little girl who was left in a human village to learn and live as a human.

The little girl who jumped up and hugged the white-haired youkai who immediately caught him in the palace garden. Tears of happiness on the face of the girl who knew she could be with the youkai again.

Season after season passed in the palace. Smiles and laughs, rhymes and poetry, singing and dancing, the girl who grew up and matured, but in her brown eyes—stay only the figure of the white-haired youkai is always there.

The youkai that meant the most to him, his life savior. Light in the hell of his world, his happiness—Rin knows who the youkai are.

Forever together.

That soft smile and laugh of the youkai, his soft golden eyes, his warm touch and embrace, then his forever together were so coveted. How could Rin forget about it?

Her heavy eyelids should not be closed, Rin knew. It's okay even though this pain is so painful. Really, it's really okay. If he had to face this all by himself - he could get through it.

The darkness of the darkness that closed Rin's eyes slowly became light, though endless pain continued to strike relentlessly. His sense of hearing that disappeared also slowly returned, and what he heard first was the voice of someone calling out loudly his name.

"Rin!!!!!"

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Lifting the bakusaiga in his hand, Sesshoumaru did not care about anyone in front of him. Gathering his youkinya, he attacks the riches surrounding his bedroom and Rin.

Inuyasha, Kiri, Kagome and the others immediately dodged, as did Kaeda who hugged Shura. Their eyes widened to look at the state of Sesshoumaru which looked very scary.

The sound of a loud explosion was heard along with the bakusaiga attack that hit the fortune. However, the wealth still stands firm without flinching a bit.

"Rin!!!"

Attacking continuously blindly, Sesshoumaru launched a bakusaiga attack to destroy the existing wealth. He had to destroy the wealth, Rin was in it and— suffered.

The sign connecting them told Sesshoumaru, how much suffering and pain the human woman meant to him now. Therefore, he had to be next to her and save her.

"Rin!!!"

What is behind this wealth? Sesshoumaru did not know. But he won't let anyone stop him.

Releasing the bakusiga in his hand, Sesshoumaru's face began to change. His eyes became blood red like black, fangs and the tips of his lips extended, red smoke appeared surrounding him—inuyoukai it wanted to return to its original figure.

Inuyasha and the others stared in surprise and did not know what to do, so did Inukimi, Kenji and Kira just reached the scene. Sesshoumaru's attitude now, they all know, has happened to Rin.

However, before Sesshoumaru actually returned to his original figure, from inside the room protected by wealth, a female voice was heard calling out the name of the ruler of the western land.

"S-Sesshoumaru-san..."

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"S-Sesshoumaru-san..."

Gathering all his energy and awareness, enduring the pain that was getting more painful, Rin called out the Sesshoumaru name plan.

"Let this Sesshoumaru come in!! Open this wealth, Rin!!" shouted Sesshoumaru loudly. His voice was full of anger but also fear.

"Oaaa!! Oh, yaaa!!! Ohhhhh!!"

The sound of Shura's loud cries went hand in hand with the sound of Sesshoumaru's cry that did not stop.

Ahh, Rin could only smile a little in the pain that there was—how could she possibly open this fortune? Letting that inuyoukai and their beloved son come in and show his condition like this?—he can't do that.

Don't look at him in this condition. Conditions are so weak, dying and also—pathetic. In the presence of the two people he loved the most in his existence, he wanted them to only see his figure laughing and smiling.

"That's okay...Rin is okay," Rin said weakly. "Wait for Rin outside... Rin please..."

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"Rin please..."

A softly spoken request. But Sesshoumaru could hear clearly. Stopping the transformation to his original form, he stared at the tightly shut shoji door.

"Rin!!"

Instantly, the pain that Sesshoumaru knew but did not feel grew stronger. Strengthening and strengthening until the inuyoukai was incredible fear. How can a human endure such pain? How could Rin's weakened body deal with this pain?

"Rin!! Open this wealth!!! This Sesshoumaru commands you, open this fortune!!!"

Strongly clenching his palms together, Sesshoumaru struck the wealth that was there with all his might, hoping to destroy it.

"Open!!!!"

But, no matter how Sesshoumaru yelled and struck, the fortune remained firmly unmoved, confining and separating the human woman inside from the outside world.

Blood flowed down the two clenched palms of Sesshoumaru. Not caring about it or perhaps more accurately not realizing it, the inuyoukai still continued to hit and hit the fortune in front of him.

"Open Rin!!!! Open this fucking fortune!!"

The intense pain, but not the sudden onset, made Sesshoumaru unable to breathe normally anymore. Losing his balance, he knelt down, and made everything behind him shocked.

"Sister!!

"Shoumaru!!"

"Sesshoumaru-sama!!"

However, Sesshoumaru did not move, although Inuyasha and the others had now walked over to him. His two red eyes that had returned to gold were only directed at the closed shoji door desperately.

"Sesshoumaru please, open this fortune, Rin..."

"Oaaa!! Ohoooooo!!!!"

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"Sesshoumaru please, open this fortune, Rin..."

"Oaaa!! Ohoooooo!!"

Sesshoumaru's feeble plea and Shura's cry. The tears that flowed down from Rin's eyes only grew heavier. The excruciating pain that existed, really, he did not know anymore was due to this coldness or his heart breaking into pieces.

Forgive Rin for not being able to unlock this wealth, Sesshoumaru-sama. Forgive Rin for not being able to hold you now, Shura.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry Rin...

Darkness returned, wrapping his gaze in pitch black, the voices of the two people most precious to him disappeared into silence.

The pain that strikes changes. Rin can feel now, both his body and soul as if torn apart. Burning, his entire internal organs were boiling. Crumpled, his entire bone was smashed. Stabbed and eroded, all of his skin was like peeling and tearing—all the pain came simultaneously.

The pain that craze and keep craze—menggila until he can not know when this starts and when it will end. The pain that forced his open eyes to— was closed.

Then, once again, Rin is forced to look at pieces for pieces of her past. Only, this time, these pieces of the past were colored and voiced.

Opening his hands wide, the smile on Rin's little face became even wider and wider. "Higher than the sky, deeper than the sea, greater than the world, more than Rin himself lived. More than anything else, that is how big Rin's love is for Sesshomaru-sama."

Confession of his love as an innocent child, Rin sees him again.

"Home together. The gift Rin wants is that Rin wants to be with Sesshoumaru together forever." Rin said with a smile.

Releasing his hand that Rin was holding, Sesshoumaru quickly hugged the human girl tightly. The left hand hugged her slender waist, while the right hand buried the girl's face in her chest.

"Your birthday present, this Sesshoumaru will grant it."

The same birthday, the most desired birthday gift herself—forever together.

Whirling and spinning like a theatrical performance where he is the only spectator, Rin looks back on everything.

His kidnapped self, Sesshoumaru who fought the southern land, the war that was over, returned to the western land palace, Sesshoumaru who stayed away from him, his heartbroken self, and his, himself in the land of the south-forever together which is impossible.

It all happened in a long space of time, but Rin could see it all in a short space of time. Like an accelerated but very accurate play.

"Although you are married, even if you have a child—can Rin always be around you? Can Rin always see Sesshoumaru-sama?" ask Rin.

Gnashing his jaw firmly, Sesshoumaru released both of his fingers that were on Rin's cheeks. Looping his hands around the slender waist of the human woman, he hugged her tightly. "Don't question anything stupid."

Idiotically. Rin knew he was always stupid. If it had concerned Sesshoumaru, he would always be a happy fool—si fool.

"forever. No matter my breath has stopped, no matter my body is gone, as long as my soul is still there - no. Even if my soul is gone, my love for you will never change. I will always love you, until the end of time."

Standing with a smile with his answer, Rin looked at Sesshoumaru who then hugged him.

Rin," call Sesshoumaru slowly. The two hands that hugged Rin grew tighter and tighter. "Deceased. Stay beside this Sesshoumaru for as long as you can, and love this Sesshoumaru until the end of time."

His sincere love, his innocent love, his foolish love—the love of a human woman to Sesshoumaru that will never change until the end of time.

"Then, what is the title of this painting, Sesshoumaru-sama?" rin asked, he stared at the painting himself full of confusion.

Opening his eyes, Sesshoumaru's pair of golden eyes stared fixedly at the brown eyes of the human girl. A gentle smile filled his face. "The title of this painting is—Kisaki.

"Eh??"

"—Kisaki west land."

Rin's eyes widened in shock at Sesshoumaru's reply. Unable to move, he stared at the inuyoukai like a fool.

"Rin," call Sesshoumaru once again. His right hand moved down the left cheek of the human girl. "Marry this Sesshoumaru.."

Unexplained happiness, happiness that Rin never thought she would get—being the wife of her beloved youkai.

Their marriage, the sign given, their unionall the sweet fragments of past memories continue to flow unstoppably.

Closing their faces until their foreheads and foreheads met, Sesshoumaru said slowly. "This Jesshoumaru will accompany Rin knitting dreams.."

Knitting dreams together. A beautiful dream where Rin wants to live in it for good.

A gentle look at Sesshoumaru's pair of golden eyes, a small smile on that handsome face, a hand that touched affectionately Rin's flat stomach, as well as a heavy voice that whispered softly—Our son."

A dream come true, a miracle incarnate in the world - Shura, their precious son.

Ahh, a piece of past memory that was so precious to him, Rin could see it again. Her painful pregnancy, her struggle to protect the son in the womb when no one is on her side.

Hugging Rin tightly, Sesshoumaru said slowly. "This Jesshoumaru believes in you, give birth to our child and live..."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes" Rin repeated in her tears. With trembling hands he returned Sesshoumaru's embrace. "Rin will give birth to her, our son will live!! Rin will live!! We will live!!"

Alive.

How much that word meant to Rin. Simple and easy to say, however, it takes a very hard struggle to live it.

The theatrical performance Rin saw continued. The humans who attacked, the four territories that attacked, then—Shura who was born.

Closing her eyes, Rin then pulls Shura out from inside her stomach. No matter what blood there was, no matter the pain or anything else, he clutched tightly to his son who had been born in this world.

"Mother will always love you, Shura."

Shuras.

The son he gave birth to and loved by all souls. The miracle of his life and Sesshoumaru—his beloved most precious son.

Love, Shura," Rin said quietly with all the love in her heart. "When anything happens, we'll always love you..."

Raising his head to look at Sesshoumaru, Rin smiled with her trademark charming smile. "Eternal blessing. Forever, the bond of the three of us will never be broken..."

The show that reached the end, closed with perfect small family happiness—Rin as the only audience can only cry.

Their bond, this beautiful dream full of happiness—how can Rin let it end? How could he let the bond break and stop the thread that continued to knit the beautiful dream?

No more pieces of past memories, all back dark without sound. The excruciating pain, the body and soul being torn apart endlessly and the compassion—death that comes to pick up.

Die.

Rin knew he wasn't supposed to be in this world anymore. With tensaiga and meido seki stopping his time running for all these years, he has been hiding well from the dead. But now, the dead find him again. His suspended life time moved back and reached the final—.

Rin's.

Sesshoumaru's smiling face flashed in Rin's mind.

Aaaa...Aaa..

Shura's laughing face was also reflected in Rin's mind.

Rin wanted to ask the death itself, how could he leave Sesshoumaru-sama and Shura?—how could he disappear when the happiness was just felt?

Don't look for him, go. Let her be together always with Sesshoumaru and Shura. Rin pleads with the death—let her live with those she loves!!

However, death did not care about his request. Death is not pity, the time that has arrived will not be inevitable—sang death will never take a step back with his decision.

Should he close his eyes? Follow the will of the death who came to pick him up.

Rin's.

Sesshoumaru's face returned. But this time there was no smile. His face remained flat, and his golden eyes were full of despair and— the sadness did not end.

Aaa.aaaa...

The loud broken cry of Shura. His reddened little face, the tears that flowed down—fear because the mother who was not there beside.

No. gabe...

Nah! Nah! No!! Rin will not leave them! He won't close his eyes. For Sesshoumaru and Shura, for them both—he will live and fight the death.

Death may come to pick him up, but he will not go. He will stay in this world, always together with Sesshoumaru and Shura— forever together.

In the relentless pain of each moment that felt like a clock, Rin focused all her strength and consciousness on the one thing that was most important to her, on—face Sesshoumaru and Shura in his memory.

Those who wait for him. Those he loves, the promises that exist, the beautiful dreams that knit, the bonds that there—forever together.

In darkness, in pain, in death—Sesshoumaru and Shuralah are Rin's only thread of hope. A thin red thread tied around his little finger, tipped on Sesshoumaru's little finger, passed through Shura's wrist many times a day a thread of hope that turned into strength.

With eyes open but unable to see, on top of the futon in his bedroom, Rin's body curled up like a ball shaking with the pain. With sweat soaking all over his body as well as a pale white face without blood, his mouth opened and continued to mutter softly. "Sesshoumaru-sama... Shuras... Sesshoumaru... S-shurrah... Sesshoumaru... Shuras... Sesshoumaru.. Shuras..."

And on and on, between conscious and unconscious, between his remaining sanity, the name he muttered was Rin's weapon against death.

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Hit and keep hitting share the fidelity. Sesshoumaru continued to hit the wealth with his hands that were full of blood.

Inuyasha and the others behind could do nothing. Sesshoumaru did not listen to them at all. How long has it been? They don't count it anymore. The afternoon sky had turned into the afternoon sky, and they were still unable to find a solution to the problem.

"Shoumaru! Stop this! You cannot get out of control like this!!" Inuyasha, who could not stand the condition of Sesshoumaru, moved and caught the right hand of his half-brother.

"Let go of me, Inuyasha!!" sesshoumaru's blood-red eyes stared at Inuyasha full of anger, his long fangs clearly visible in his terrifying grin. His face was now between a human figure and his youkai.

However, Inuyasha was not afraid. He tightened his hand which caught Sesshoumaru's hand. "Silence—"

The sound of Inuyasha's cry was unresolved, because suddenly, the sound of something breaking filled the hearing senses of everything present.

Prankkk

Looking at the closed shoji door, everything could clearly see the open and disappearing wealth. No one knew why the indestructible wealth had suddenly broken apart, but at that moment, no one cared about it either.

Brushing aside Inuyasha's hand, without wasting any time, Sesshoumaru opened the room door and ran in.

His red eyes turned golden again, the anger on his face turning into fear as he looked at Rin who was curled up like a ball on a futon.

"Ri."

Clutching the tiny, powerless body, Sesshoumaru felt a hint of relief as his golden eyes met the pair of brown eyes he loved.

Rin's face was very pale, his lips turning blue with sweat flowing down his forehead. However, she smiled a little. "S-sesshoumaru-sama.."

"Don't talk, Rin." Sesshoumaru's orders, his golden eyes were unable to hide the slightest hint of emotion within him.

Rin's weak smile grew wider, raising his weak right hand and shaking violently, he touched Sesshoumaru's face. "R-rin wins... Rin managed to fight the death..."

Catching Rin's ice-cold hand on her face, Sesshoumaru who didn't understand her kisak. "Don't talk anymore, Rin."

Nodding slowly, Rin then closed her eyes and fell asleep with her face calm and peaceful.

"Rin!!!" call Sesshoumaru surprised.

Kagome who was being interrupted immediately moved to check Rin's pulse. There was a fear of being felt for the future when his hand touched Rin's icy skin. However, a second later relief filled his face. "Silence, Brother. Rin-chan just fell asleep from exhaustion."

Sesshoumaru did not say anything hearing Kagome's words. Squeezing his embrace, his ears then caught the sound of something having changed.

Moving his right hand quickly, Sesshoumaru opened Rin's kimono and stared at the red seki meido that was fused with the human woman.

The heart of Sesshoumaru, the heart of Rin and meido seki—three beats that are always the same and in rhythm. But now that has changed. Two beats are still the same, but one becomes weak and beats slowly human Rin.

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