InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A new beginning, a new hope ❯ caught in the act ( Chapter 12 )

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However, I've a concert coming up and I've got to play in a quartet at the end of this month. So, gotta catch up on my practices. In fact, I'm been updating so much that I just crashed and burn during my last violin lesson with my teacher ^___+

 

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Taking his position outside the fast food restaurant, Sesshoumaru's brows were coiled into a single cord. He was not at all pleased with the girl's selection for a meal. Never once when the girl was with him, not in all these years, did he ever allow her to put junk down her throat, such poor excuse for food. He could have made a closer inspection if not for the overly energetic hanyou kid now skating in a figure eight between two lamp posts. Till now the demon lord could not fathom why she just insisted on tagging along wherever he went. The strangest part of it all was that no matter how hard he tried to shake her off, nothing seemed to work. After a few days, he simply gave up on the idea and just let her be.

 

She has been at it for some time. Doesn't she get tired? Sesshoumaru was beginning to see stars as Keiko had been skating round and round for like a hundred times.

 

The youkai shook his head in desperation to clear his rising dizziness as he beckoned the kid to close the distance between them. She shot him an apprehensive look which puzzled him.

 

“Uncle moon, why don't you just go in and talk to her?” Keiko asked blatantly.

 

Seeing that Sesshoumaru was giving her the why-are-you-so-nosy look, she elaborated on her point of view.

 

“I know you think I'm just a kid.” She started coolly. “But I think you should just stop going in circles. Face it like a man.”

 

Look who's talking about going in circles, the demon lord sneered inwardly to himself.

 

“That's not what your parents think is best,” He thought she might like to know.

 

Keiko threw him an incredulous look as she blinked in disbelief.

 

“Yah, you mean you actually listen to them?” The kid was doubtful.

 

It's damn obvious that YOU don't, Sesshoumaru mused, his eyes narrowed.

 

“I mean, they're cool and they care for Rin-chan,” The little hanyou had now changed course and was skating round the demon lord instead. “But I know you love her a lot, don't ya?”

 

“And what does an eight-year-old child know about love,” the youkai lord smirked while he tested her, trying not to focus on her as she encircled him at a death defying speed.

 

Keiko hugged a lamp post nimbly as she screeched to a halt beside him.

 

“Well, not much, just that mama says when you love someone, you'll take them for who they are, whether they're demons, humans or even half demons.” She cleared her throat and let out a short breath before continuing. “She said that's how she felt about papa. She never wanted him to become a mighty demon. Neither does she wish he were human. She just loves him as he is.”

 

Some people just have poor taste, Sesshoumaru concluded to himself. Lucky for that imbecilic mutt to have found one.

 

“The same goes for me. Mama says they love me very much, whatever I am… quarter demon?” The hanyou kid finally finished.

 

A lope-sided grin dangled on the cheeks of the demon lord as he observed the eight-year-old.

 

Yes, Sesshoumaru was surprised that he was actually agreeing that he might just do the same, if she were his and Rin's. The kid was ninety percent nuisance but she was still ten percent adorable at times, perhaps more. Still he concluded that the ninety percent was undeniably inherited from the father side.

 

Distracted by Keiko's signals for him to shift closer, he simply complied.

 

“But seriously between you and me,” The kid apparently had her own opinion about the topic. “I think the most important thing is that the sex must be good.”

 

Sesshoumaru's jaws fell open and wide, revealing most of his vicious fangs.

 

“Who taught you that?” His tone was no longer one of perceived endurance.

 

“Ginko from school, the boy who sat next to me in class.” The kid was rather forthcoming.

 

The demon lord immediately felt a surge of fatherly outrage steaming from his veins. Why that scoundrel, how dare he say this to the little girl, and at such tender age? What else could he have done? His fury took a turn and was now directed toward her hanyou dad. And what is that half-witted whelp doing all these times? Doesn't he look after his own kid?

 

“You, come back here. I have more to ask you about this, this boy from where did you say?” The demon lord pressed the kid who was now a few feet away from him.

 

“If you catch me, I'll tell you more,” she challenged him with a sly wink.

 

How dare she, that little….

 

Sesshoumaru gasped in shock. Just as he saw the kid turning her back, ready to charge forward at bestial speed, he also noticed an elderly lady with a load of stuff in her hands inching right smack in her path.

 

It was too late. Before he could utter a word, a loud collision was heard and about twenty to thirty unknown items of various shapes and sizes were shooting and scattering to every possible crook and cranny.

 

Accidents such as this were an everyday event for the kid but not quite the same could be applied to the poor Oba-san. She was sprawling flat on the ground, yelping in pain. Keiko, being terribly apologetic for the mess she had caused, was assisting to pick up whatever she could find.

 

In fact, the commotion had accumulated such a huge gathering crowd of onlookers that it caught the attention of most of the patrons of Wacdonalds. Everyone was eye balling them, plus the four including Rin who so happened to have the most unobstructed Row A view.

 

She stood up and froze in pure panic.

 

Isn't that Keiko? Is she in some kind of trouble? Rin had not found the time to continue with this musing. Something else had distracted her, drawing her full attention. Who's that tall, lean man beside her?

 

Rin rubbed her eyes in bewilderment. Having his eyelids twitching, Sesshoumaru too sensed something was amiss. He instinctively turned to check on the restaurant behind him.

 

Their vision met.

 

It's him! He's real?!? Not just a dream? Without wasting another second and not at all heeding the calls of her pals, Rin dashed out after him.

 

Seeing that he was discovered, the demon lord's first predatory reaction was to make a run for it. His heart, of course, was screaming out for him to do otherwise. He had yearned for this moment like forever and when it actually happened, he was escaping from her?!?

 

“Wait! Please don't go! Wait!” The girl cried out on the top of her voice, her tone was strangled almost with uncontrollable tears.

 

Even as she was pursuing him, many thoughts scurried through her mind. Who is he? What is he doing with Keiko? Does the kid know him? Why is he running away from her? Does he know her?

 

That's not possible, she quickly corrected herself. We have never met before. Have we?

 

A shiver coursed through her spine.

 

She didn't know for sure.

 

However, one thing she gathered was that there was something absolutely illogical about this. If she truly hadn't known him before she had lost her memory, why did he have to run? That's not the usual kind of response you get from people you do not know. She needs an answer today. NOW. Rin just refused to accept anymore postponement regarding this matter. She just had to catch up with him. She wanted to find out more. Somehow, something intuited her that he might have a link with the past that had so cruelly forsaken her.

 

She strived to quicken her pace even as she was already panting and puffing in heavy breaths.

 

I must get to him. I must, she chanted to herself encouragingly.

 

On the other hand, Sesshoumaru's mind had unknowingly urged him to slow down in silent hope that the girl might keep up with him. If he really wanted to, Rin would not stand a chance against his youkai velocity. In actual fact now, an enormous internal battle was warring within him. Should he just attempt to reconcile with the girl now, this very day, since destiny had playfully arranged it to be so? Perhaps he should just turn and run toward her instead, that being if he followed his heart.

 

While still debating heatedly, he had subconsciously skipped across a busy street just before the lights turned green. He paused in his steps when he heard the bustling sound of heavy traffic behind him and turned to face the girl. She was still on the other side peering helplessly at him and struggling for breath, the double lanes forming sort of an uncrossable span of ocean between the two.

 

For the minute that followed, it was as though time had stopped.

 

The two star-crossed lovers regarded each other silently with an intensity bottled up with a great sense of longing, passion, hurt, lost and strange relief, all between the two.

 

For the first time, Rin got a brief view of his fine features. He was not at all what she had imagined and pictured him to be. His tinted shades had carefully concealed the color of his eyes but every other part of him was refined and poised as though he was a sculpture carved out of stone come alive. There were elongated strips spanning each side of his cheeks, such like a tattoo. His long silvery hair though bunched in a loose pony tail at his nape, was cascading and rippling elegantly in the wind. But what distracted her the most was his unique surreal fairness, creating a flawless hue all around him.

 

All of a sudden, it was as though a vein had exploded in Rin's head. She clasped onto her temple as a piercing migraine rolled at her in huge waves.

 

Why does he feel so familiar?

 

Actually, it was much more than that. The sensation she found in him delved much deeper, much more intimate than just mere acquaintance.

 

She shook her head wildly in an exasperated plea to disperse the ache but to no avail. On the contrary, it was gradually getting worse by the second especially when she tried hard to fight it. Weakly, she placed her left hand on her knee cap and her right on the traffic post beside her for support as she closed her eyes to give that throbbing temple a short rest.

 

Catching all the girl's immense discomfort, Sesshoumaru was so gravely concerned that he just couldn't let her stay this way. As though having minds of their own, his feet started approaching her. He had only managed a few steps when he felt a tap on his shoulder obviously coming from behind. What? He had allowed his attention to be so drawn to the girl that he had not noticed someone was actually that near to him. Before he even turned around, his youkai senses had already correctly picked up the mysterious identity of his intruder.

 

As the afflicting cramp in her head eased off, Rin's eyes lifted to search eagerly for the youkai again. Much to her dismay, there wasn't a trace of him anywhere within sighting range, He was gone, disappeared again as if into thin air.