Rin knew she was in love with him at 14. She had out grown her favorite
kimono of orange and yellow shapes; she had out grown her next traveling
kimono of yellow and purple flowers; and when she had her 14 birthday
(an always small celebrated day) Sesshoumaru had given her a kimono that
made her fall in love. But at nine-teen she had realized that of course
back then the kind of love she had thought was real was just the surface
of the suffering love that she had for him now.