Sheer Cruelty part deux by Hairann

Dark purple, deep red, bright pink.

Title: Sheer Cruelty part deux

Subtitle: Dark purple, deep red, bright pink.

Author: Hairann

Theme: 2nd annual 50 Ways to Torture a Taiyoukai

Genre: Humor

Rating: T

Warnings: Not to be taken seriously, sequel to Promises to a little girl.

Word Count: 1143

Oh the horrors that continue to befall my great lord and master, the monstrosities that began the moment he rose her from the dead and allowed the small, human child to follow after him. The abominations that my eyes have bore witness to countless times over the years. Though most have been but tiny blemishes on his otherwise perfect existence, there are those that have been anything but small. Today was one such time.

The nightmares of a little girl are far worse than they appear to be, though not for what she sees within her dreams, but for the path they eventually lead us on. In her dreams she sees the pack chasing her, their baying echoing in her mind as she runs in fear of what is to come. Soon they are upon her and she screams into the night, disturbing my rest and I moved to wake her. I do not know why I bother to anymore, I already know how she will react.

She will not even notice me but rush into the arms of our lord, sobbing against his armored chest as she seeks comfort in his embrace. Knowing he will chase the dreams and fear from her mind with only a few simple words. Always she runs to him, never to me as though I am not one that can comfort her. Not that I want some pathetic human clinging to me and covering me in her filthy stench, but would it really be too much to ask for her to even consider me for a single moment?

It matters not either way, as she completely forgets about my existence whenever she awakens from a nightmare, even the nights when our lord is no where in sight. Even then, she still cries for him never noticing me by her side trying to comfort her. Stupid child. Even more so now with her latest plot to bring our lord to his knees in disgrace. As I watch them, I wonder how much further she intends to make our lord fall before she is satisfied.

And I can not fathom where these ridiculous ideas come from, though I would not be surprised if that odd wench that follows my lord's half-brother around had something to do with it. She is the only one I can think of that would come up with such a strange idea and call it fun. As if humans had the first inkling of what fun really was. None of those pathetic games Rin subjects me to have ever been anywhere near fun.

Nor has her insistent need to gather flowers at random intervals. Fun is sitting by the riverbed, trying to out catch your opponents in a game of 'fly capture'. Fun is bathing in the mud during the hot days of summer. Fun is taking a nap under the shade of a tree while the wind whistles through the branches above you. Fun is the time when it was just my lord and I traveling, before we met that insufferable girl, where I was allowed to follow him into battle.

This nightmare that I am currently being subjected to is most certainly not fun. It is a punishment, though I do not know what I have done to deserve one such as this. I can not imagine a crime horrible enough to warrant such a sentence. But here we are; Lord Sesshoumaru and Rin engaged in her little 'game', me staring at them in complete and utter revulsion. And why we are here? Because once again, my lord promised her play time.

I will not say that he made a mistake, as my lord is perfect and has never made a mistake, but it is certainly not something I would have done. And I find myself wondering why he did, knowing what had happened last time he had promised her after she awoke from a nightmare. Though it would be best that I do not start remembering that night, I wish to forget it entirely as a matter of fact. And remembering it now will only serve to make the sight before me that much more unbearable.

Oh how the mighty have fallen, his downfall caused by a single, weak, powerless little girl. Though I begin to wonder if my original assessment of her was perhaps mislead. For she must have some unseen power to be able to do this to my lord and I will one day discover what it is. And find a way to counteract it so this scene is never repeated again. Kami forbid anyone from walking into this clearing and discovering our lord in this state.

“Do not move, Lord Sesshoumaru, I am almost done,” Rin promised with a bright smile as she glanced up from her handy work to look into our lord's deep, golden eyes. Our lord remained silent, as he had done throughout the entire ordeal. For the first time since she had begun, I allowed myself to take in everything she had done to him. His armor and usual expensive and finely crafted garments were neatly folded off to the side and instead he donned a very feminine kimono.

Though the hand woven cloth was very well done, as expected as Lord Sesshoumaru was the one to buy it, it was covered in tiny, pink flower petals, its trim done in an even lighter pink. His long, beautifully kept silver hair was pulled back into a large braid, which hung over his shoulder, his bangs pulled up into a ponytail much like Rin's own were. But of course the offense to his person did not end there, oh no, Rin went much further.

She...I can not even think it, it is too horrible to even be mentioned mentally. But the true horror will not be known if I do not... She, of all of the things to do, has applied make up upon my lord's handsome face. Make up. Dark purple above his golden eyes, deep red upon his cheeks. A strange, chalky white powder underneath it all. And now she is adding the finishing touch, bright, pink upon his thin lips.

Alas I have spoken too soon, it would seem the worst was still yet to come. It is no longer just us within this clearing, as the half-breed's wench stumbles her way in, a large grin plastered across her face. Before I can move to get rid of her before she is able to look upon my lord in this manner, she is kneeling before him, her dirty fingers caressing his pale flesh. “You have to be careful with the lipstick, Rin, you got some passed his lip line,” she explained with an annoying giggle as she glanced at Rin.

Ah, I was correct, this is all her fault.