Chapter 7: The Flower.
"Lord Sesshomaru, Ты have come." Rin's eyes glinted at her Lord as he appeared slowly but steadily from the darkness of the path moving toward her.
"Rin." As frugal as ever with his emotion and word, he replied to the young wide eyed child now in front of him barely passing the height of his waist.
Usually, that would be about the extent of their conversation before Rin handed him a beautiful цветок of her choosing. He would take the цветок and, with no word of gratitude, stared at it. When the gang was around, they would whisper softly among themselves, mostly wondering...
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