InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A First Time For Everything ❯ "El Tango De Roxanne" ( Chapter 6 )

 

Disclaimer: If I owned InuYasha, Rin and Sesshomaru would have been making it like jackrabbits already!

 

WARNING!!!: These stories contain strong violence, sexual situations, and/or dirty potty mouthed people. If you are easily offended or do not like such material please go ride on your little pretty pink ponies and go fly back over to the innocent side of the rainbow! There's a reason why it's rated "M" children!

 

Well I do have to say that this one, like one of the previous one-shots is not completely Rin/Sesshomaru centric. I've been in the mood to write and I was working on this one, but somehow it got a little twisted. I think I had “El Tango De Roxanne” still stuck in my head while I was listening to the other song. It might explain what happened, but then again I don't even understand….

 

The original title for the story had been “Gallery” by Mario Vasquez, but as you can see the title has changed to it's true colors.. SO if you can listen to the song I STRONGLY advise it so you can feel what was going through my head.

 

Anyway, enough with the blabs, hope you enjoy this latest installment because I know I enjoyed writing it for your viewing pleasure!

 

A First Time For Everything

 

 

By Miztikal-Dragon

 

 

“El Tango De Roxanne” --- Moulin Rouge Soundtrack.

 

 

It was maddening, always being just the friend to the one that you love so deeply. Only a friend and nothing more and no matter what happened or what you did you knew that there'd never be a chance for you. It eats at you, slowly and painfully and everyday becomes harder to live because your situation looks just that more hopeless.

 

 

I know this because I've been this way for years now, how many I don't want to say because it sounds so pathetic - even to me, yet I can't help but be this way. This is who I was raised to be, the way I wanted to live my life because there is so much out there to offer the world and honestly I wanted to give it to her and oh so much more.

 

 

I can be selfish saying that none of it was my fault, that it was the way my parents raised me and how life influenced me that pushed her away, but I won't since we all know that it's not true. Sure she loves me, she tells me so when we hang out together on the weekends, though it's only the platonic love that a girl can give her brother, and it's the love I can't stand because I want her.

 

 

I wasn't meant to be her brother, not a friendly figure - not anything like that. I was supposed to be her other half, the love of her life - her one and only and that was stolen from me just like everything else has been. I'll say it's not fair because honestly it's not and I can fight it until I'm blue in the face and there's nothing left, and then I realize there's only so much that I can do. Only so long that she'd let me fight for something that would never be mine.

 

 

Depressing, yeah, I know it is, but then again, you don't see what I do on a daily basis. You haven't seen the way her smiles can light up the stars or the way the dimples on her cheeks deepen and her lips curl when she's thinking about something she wants. It's a little childish, the way she behaves, but in the innocent way and every time I see her I fall deeper in love with her and the woman she's become over the years.

 

 

Maybe I had a shot, one passed up day in a land of forever ago, and it kills me knowing that she'd never look my way. Maybe I was destined to pine for her until my dying days, I have no idea, but I know which one I would have picked.

 

 

Some days are harder than most I'll gladly admit it, but then again she doesn't understand where I'm coming from or what my heart is yearning for. I wished things turned out differently, that I was the only she wraps her arms around and who she kisses and loves; however, all of these are wishes and until I find that genie in a bottle, they will only be hopeless and unfulfilled wishes.

 

 

I guess the saying “If horses were wishes then wishers would ride” makes a little sense with what I'm trying to say. I don't know how much I can stress this to her, to my Rin, but she never seems to listen to me when I need her to the most. I've tried countless times to explain to her that he doesn't love her like I do, that this Sesshomaru guy would only break her heart in the end and yet she can only think of me as the jealous overprotective friend.

 

 

She makes me want to rip my hair out with how thickheaded she can be. I mean I don't understand why she can't see what I do and I've even shown her proof on my behalf and she ripped the magazine from my hand and threw it out the window, an angry expression on her face. She kept spouting that it was not what it looked like, that Sesshomaru loved her and only her, but I've always wondered about that.

 

 

If he loved her so much then why was allowing another girl to rest her catty claws on his arms in public? If he loved her as much as she claimed he did then why didn't he parade her around showing her off the way he did the other women in his life? To me Sesshomaru is a man who can get what ever he wants and now--- well now he wants my loving Rin and all he had to do was flick his wrist and she was falling over her heels for him.

 

 

If I were a stronger man I would force Rin to see what she is ignoring, show her that her beloved wasn't all that he wasn't cracked up to be and that she deserved better. I'd show her how much better I could be than the stunning Sesshomaru could ever be if only she'd give me a chance. So what if I'm not as handsome as he is, or that I don't have the money to support his extravagant lifestyle, but I'm not about the monetary gain and I never will be.

 

 

I was a simple boy with simple dreams, the white picket fence one car garage, two-point-five children and a dog somewhere down a nice street in a small town. I could give her the world on a platter if she'd only let me try, give her everything a woman could ever want, but she decided that he was better.

 

 

And that's just it, I don't understand why she chose him over me. I'm the better man when it comes down to it! I'm the one who deserves her love and her smiles and even her kisses, but I don't have any of it! All I have are old memories of the way it used to be when I was the one she adored, when I was the one she smiled lovingly at. I don't want the past, I want her future, I want to be the main center of it. I want her to love me!

 

 

So I did what any other man in my shoes could have done, I began watching Sesshomaru. Watching for the flawless and perfect man to take a stumble and then I'd have him right where I wanted and I would crush him like he did me. I'd finally get it through to Rin that all she was doing with him was wasting her time and that I could forgive her for her misjudgment.

 

 

I would finally take her away from the glamorous lights of his fame, away from the neon lights and chrome and into a world that love could blossom like it should. I would give her what life she was originally supposed to have; a life with me and me only. Sesshomaru would be the one stuck with her past and I'd have everything that he took from me and oh so much more because when I was finished I would be the one with Rin. Not him, ME!

 

 

It took me a month or two to come up with the perfect plan. The plan that would change three lives all at once and though it did cost me sleep and even the job that I had, I knew this plan of mine would work like a charm. Rin refused to talk to me after the last fiasco and this time it would be different.

 

 

This time I wouldn't try taking Sesshomaru down with a flawed plan, I wouldn't be charging in with only my fists and this time I wouldn't be the one holding a broken nose. I wouldn't be the one Rin despised, I would be the one she thanked for the rest of her life for opening her naïve and innocent eyes. I don't care how icy his glare could be because I had perfected my own look and it was deadly.

 

 

Okay so maybe I fell in with the wrong crowd after this last time, I know they're not the best company to keep, but they had connections I needed. Naraku had ways to get himself heard and I needed him to get heard as well. He didn't always do things the legal way, not many people did and so what if I contributed to his lifestyle, he was helping me with whatever my heart desired and he knew how much I desire Rin. It was a win/win situation for us both, I mean he got me what I needed and he got whatever he wanted. It was perfect.

 

 

The last thing that I needed to do was get all my equipment together and do what needed to be done. I packed up my leather gloves, the nightstick, taser, tear gas, and the trust weapon hidden in the back of my pants. I had more than what was necessary, like the spray paint and ski mask, I mean I wasn't going to rob a bank or anything, but it was better to be prepared for anything.

 

 

The duct tape came in handy as I checked the watch on my wrist, the unconscious security guard strapped to his chair out of the way. I had this all timed down to the minute and I had to be in and out in an hour. It was plenty of time for me to go to Sesshomaru's room and deal with the arrogant bastard, plenty of time and a smile graced my lips as I shouldered the duffle bag and pressed the elevator button.

 

 

The front doors were locked so no one could go in or out, the key broken inside of the lock and each security camera disabled for identification purposes. I didn't need anybody recognizing me and ruining anything else. I didn't want to explain to Rin why we would have to leave the country if that happened, I don't think she would understand that I had to get rid of Sesshomaru so that we could be together.

 

 

The elevator ride was long and boring, the music grating on my nerves and eagerly I jammed the twelfth floor button to try making the stupid contraption go faster. I put on the ski mask just for a better effect and I quickly pulled on the leather gloves, it made me feel like I was in one of those action movies always playing in theaters and it made me smile.

 

 

It didn't matter what happened tonight because either way I was going down in history. I would be the man with enough courage to destroy a tyrant of a man, a beast among the crowd of little people who struggled for a better life. I would be a hero, an immortal figure in people's eyes and it made the blood in my veins rush. It was exhilarating and I hadn't even done half of what I was going to.

 

 

Once out of the elevator I didn't have to look long to find Sesshomaru's door, I'd followed him enough to know exactly where he lived, where he slept, and anything about him a fan would know but only for a different reason. I wasn't here to squeal and scream over him like a love struck puppy, I was here to give him all that he deserved and more.

 

 

I dropped my duffle next to the large wooden door and searched around inside for the mold I had made from Rin's key. Yes I had already broken into her house, but I was on a mission and I would do anything it took to get what I wanted. It slid into the knob easily and clicked, a signal to me that the door was now unlocked for me.

 

 

I shuffled quietly into the enormous room, the soft sound of violins and flutes filtering through the air and the distant sound of a shower running. I didn't see anyone come in with Sesshomaru, yet I knew that he wasn't alone. I knew because the woman's shoes were inches in front of me, the disgusting blood red stilettos and they had to belong to one of Sesshomaru's whores.

 

 

That's that only explanation because Rin doesn't wear shoes like that, she's classy and she didn't need high heels like those to let anyone know she was tall. All they had to do was look at her legs and they'd know she went on for miles.

 

 

My throat was dry and I wasted no time crossing the living room to the open door that was his bedroom. I could hear him talking to his female companion, his voice silky smooth and seductive like all those trashy magazines claimed it to be. The very same voice Rin had spent so many nights cooing over, falling in love with and it only disgusted me more.

 

 

Kicking the door completely open, I threw my duffle bag to the floor. It destroyed the conversation Sesshomaru was having and I stared into those haunting amber orbs from across the room. His long silver hair was wet and a maroon towel was draped around his bare shoulders. He was already dressed for bed in his dark silk blue pajama bottoms, and he was frozen and it was because of me.

 

 

“What are you doing in my home?” His voice was demanding and cold and if he had been near anything I knew he would have attacked me with it.

 

 

“I've come to stop you Sesshomaru!” I growled angrily pulling the revolver from its hiding spot in the back of my pants.

 

 

I had taken it from my father's gun collection case. He had spent years building up his deadly masterpiece and it was only fitting that I use it in the way it was intend, to kill the vermin of this world. I cocked it and Sesshomaru stopped moving, his eyes wide, yet unfolding and I wanted to throw something at him.

 

 

“Stop me from what, sleeping?” he retorted and I knew he was toying with me, but oh-- only I would have the sweet taste of victory.

 

 

“I won't let you take her!” I hissed stepping closer. “I WON'T LET YOU TAKE HER FROM ME!”

 

 

The bathroom door swung open and a voice called out to Sesshomaru and I flinched. My hand swung on its' own and the first gunshot rang out like a church bell and I could hear Sesshomaru's bloody scream.

 

 

She shouldn't have jumped out on me like that and I stood there dumbstruck staring at the gun, the crumpled figure of a woman lying on the bathroom floor. She had a white towel rapped around her form that was now stained with red, her blood pooling out of her shoulder and onto the tile floor.

 

 

My hands were shaking but it was okay, I didn't know her, so there was no guilt, but the way Sesshomaru darted toward her made me flinch and for the second time the gun fired, hitting the already wounded woman and I knew I had made a mistake.

 

 

I watched from across the room as Sesshomaru gathered her into his arms, her limp body like a broken doll and for the first time the inhuman man seemed human. I heard his quiet sobs as he touched her face and carefully I stepped forward. I wanted to see who was more important to him than his own life. I wanted to see who it was because I wanted to know the face of the woman who could make him cry.

 

 

“Stay away from her!” Sesshomaru growled staring at me with deadly cold eyes and I couldn't help but stop in my tracks.

 

 

Ebony hair and creamy pale skin slid out from underneath the soiled towels and blue unseeing eyes stared up at the ceiling and I felt the bile rise in my throat. It was my Rin..

 

 

Horrified I pulled the ski mask off my face and let it fall to the floor. What had I done? I came to kill a beast and instead I slaughtered an angel.

 

 

“This is all your fault,” I told him raising my weapon again. It was all his fault. “You should have stayed away from her.”

 

 

He looked like an enraged demon, but none of his feelings could compare to what I felt for Rin and what I was feeling because I had lost her forever. I didn't wait for him to put her back on the floor and to attack, no, instead I open fired on him. The gunshots were like firecrackers as they went off. One into his shoulder, another two in his abdomen, and the other in his back as he tried to get away.

 

 

I wouldn't let him though, I would never let him get away and when my ears stopped ringing I did the only thing I could think of to do, I went to Sesshomaru's unmoving body and I kicked him. Now it wasn't soft to make sure he was dead, no, I full out kicked his head with my steal-toe boots because I knew I could.

 

 

“I hope you rot in hell.” I spat not allowing my eyes to drift to my precious Rin's body.

 

 

I don't remember too much what I did after that, but the next thing I did know was that I was on the roof of the enormous building. It was cold outside and I shivered standing on the ledge. I could hear the police sirens growing louder and I sighed. Without Rin here by my side life just didn't sound interesting or livable. I didn't want to exist if she wasn't with me.

 

 

Turning my back towards the fifteen story drop, I slipped the revolver barrel into my mouth. This is how the story was ending and that was that. No pain, no gain and there was nothing else that I wanted. Taking a silent moment I whispered a silent prayer to myself before I cocked the gun and pulled the trigger.

 

 

And yet it didn't go off. It is my luck that I could fail at killing myself and I look around just for one moment and realize that I had wasted all the remaining bullets on Sesshomaru so of course there would be none left for myself.

 

 

So I do the only thing I can do, I close my eyes and let myself fall backwards.

 

 

 

 

 

 

-Fin-

 

 

 

E/N: So I'm pretty sure people want to hurt me, but that's okay. I'll probably be doing a few more stories like these. They are just so awesome to think of and maybe a uncharacteristic, but if I was obsessed like that it's always a possibility if I was that crazy.

 

 

THANKYOU! To everyone who has reviewed my mini stories so far, I greatly appreciate it. That being said I'm off to my mom's house to go get my sister so I can take her to see Enchanted! Kyah I'm so nice it sickens me.

 

 

UNTIL NEXT TIME!!!!!!