@slayersheartâ didnât ask for this but I canât pass up a Koalatea Sango
Sesshomaru stands at the outskirts of the village where Inuyashaâs tight-knit entourage has permanently settled. Heâs at the side of the noble huntress who once gave her sole means of breathing during combat to Rin. The woman who is Kohakuâs home.
He may not call any of these people âfriend,â not even though he thinks it largely true. But Sango, of all of Inuyashaâs compatriots, is the most dignified, the most level-headed, and certainly the most valorous. These are qualities that a daiyoukai can respect.Â
And at her feet, twin girls play, while a third infant gurgles, strapped to her chest. Something about the simple enthusiasm children show the world has always soothed the restless vagabond in Sesshomaru, and he finds the company pleasant. Even when the elder duo transfer their boundless energy to his feet. Â
The harvest is upon them, a chill in the air as the tall grasses glow golden in the sunset. Inuyashaâs elder brother does not speak for some time.Â
At length, in his calm and unadorned manner:
   âYour brother, I have heard, has done you proud.â Â
What goes unsaid: I expect the best of one of Rinâs potential suitors, and so, I am pleased as well.
And then, more astonishing still,
   âYour manner of siblinghood, and the mikoâs, is strange to me.â A short, staccato âhuh!â of mirth. âCan it be so much less vexing for a brother and sister? Or is this merely the sentimental way of humans?â Â