InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A new beginning, a new hope ❯ Love/Hate, Hitch/ditch (Part 1) ( Chapter 18 )

Sesshoumaru leaned against the gritted trunk of the Goshinbuko, not paying attention to all that was around him. He was residing in one particular pleasant memory, one which he had allowed himself to lose control in. And… it was actually kind of fun, for one who was usually stern and serious as he. A perpetual smile stretched across his lips.

 

Gosh! He knew he shouldn't have but how could he resist her?

 

She was so wet, so ready and her sobbing pleas, they were so damn alluring. And the way she moved so innocently beneath him, squeezing and rubbing unintentionally against his source, how can any plain, sane man reject such amorous gestures, let alone her being that one in his heart no one could replace, one whom he wanted till the point of near insanity?

 

Insane. That was what he had been calling himself lately. He might not be entirely mad but oh yes, he was getting there alright. From a mighty youkai, he was reduced to some insane love struck fool who woos with flowers.

 

This trip he made across time, he knew fully well that it was her hand that he seeks. As much as he desired her heart, he was still undeniably a man. The outward display of affection was just as important, essential to him. He yearned to cradle and caress her, to press himself close enough to synchronize their pulse. He needed to be one with her body, to watch her lying beneath him, crying out in submissive surrender to his possessive claim. That's a show of love too.

 

However, deep within, he was not that hopeful. He had decided to follow his heart, to confront the girl and help her regain her memory of him, of them. But his unbridled actions toward Rin the night before, will it affect her decision? Will she despise him? Well, he COULD remind her that he was merely accepting her invitation. No. Something told him she's not going to be too pleased to hear it phrased in that way.

 

Sesshoumaru shook his head. A step at a time, that's how it should be done. Holding the Christmas concert ticket in his hand and a paper bag in another, he hurried to get changed for the event that evening. Kagome had prepared a set of white tuxedo and up till this juncture, he was actually kind of touched by her willingness to help him get through these little hurdles of this new century.

 

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Having her violin clipped safely under her left arm and her bow in the other, Rin made her way to her seat on the stage, carefully missing all the chairs, stands and the huge double basses which their owners had left unattended. She was also cautious not to trip, kicking her ground sweeping gown at every step as she maneuvered her way.

 

Even from where she was now, she could see that her stand partner was already there, busily playing through the scores. Rather unusual for Yumi-chan, she mused, guessing that her friend would usually prefer to mingle around and gossip, always chiding her for practicing too much.

 

She must have such a bad hang over that she didn't go through them earlier part of the day, Rin laughed to herself. Now, she's getting nervous eh?

 

“Hi, Yumi, practicing? That's rare.” Rin just had to rub it in.

 

“Yah, I've got a really bad headache this morning. Had to take some aspirins and more sleep.” Yumi was sulky, for once.

 

“Are you better now?” Rin spoke out of genuine concern this time.

 

The chubby girl merely nodded and continued her warming up. At this point, Rin decided not to disturb her further but instead to do some runs on her own. She was about to start but paused when a hand waved at her from the opposite corner of the stage. It was Sota and she returned with a slight hand gesture.

 

More and more people were strolling into the concert hall and most of the musicians had already also come on stage doing their warm ups.

 

“Just treat the audience like pumpkins,” She calmed herself. “Anyway, it's orchestral playing, not solo.” With that, she heaved a more relieved sigh and went ahead with her routine checks.

 

In his seat, Sesshoumaru observed Rin silently and at the same time, admiring this frail helpless feudal era girl turn confident contemporary musician. She certainly had come a long way. He gleamed with pride. Rin was in a rather formal satin gown, fully black with longish ends that carefully concealed her slender legs, those fully explored legs which he had kissed and trial his hand across. Her hair was half pinned at her nape, allowing the rest of the loose strains to cascade neatly down her back.

 

My, my, she practically looks like a princess tonight, Sesshoumaru smiled. My princess.

 

Who knows? Perhaps when she eventually remembered him, she might just run and hug him, with tears filling her eyes, tears that indicated that she had missed him just as badly. If she really did that, the youkai swore he would just take her, there and then, right wherever she could be standing. Then, he would bring her back to that old familiar bed which they first mated and make passionate love to her at least five times, maybe more.

 

Not another day.

 

He'll tolerate another miserable day without her.

 

Rin inhaled deeply. All the musicians had ceased their practice and even the audience had become absolutely silent, awaiting the entrance of the resident conductor of the music school.

 

Concentrate! Concentrate! Rin chided herself, deciding not to stray into another crazy thought. In fact, she should really laugh at how her mind can cook up such ridiculously impossible scenarios.

 

This. Here. This is reality.

 

Suddenly feeling very much more secure, she rested her violin on her lap, totally unprepared for what she was about to hear.

 

“Rin, who's that cool dude who sent you back last night?” Yumi was whispering but she wasn't really that soft. “Is he your boyfriend? Ooo, I like his hair. Did he like bleach it or something?”

 

WHAT?!?

 

Rin almost dropped her bow. It hit the music stand in front of her and she managed to grab it just in time before it fell further.

 

An uproarious ovation from below the stage sounded as the conductor promenaded to his platform and all the musicians stood, all except Rin. Yumi had to give the girl a pull.

 

The first piece came and went and Rin's fingers were on auto pilot. Her mind was rupturing all kinds of possibilities like a volcanic inferno.

 

It was REAL! Everything! He did turn up! And what did Yumi say, he sent me home? It wasn't Sota? Rin was bewildered. Then what happened in her room, their shared intimacy, it's not just her usual dream turn wild? There's no doubt about that now. He was there at the beach, in her bed and they... they had sex.

 

No! Rin corrected in an indignant fury. He violated her!

 

Well, so much for him possibly being a nice guy!

 

Rin felt like twisting Keiko's little neck, not forgetting her pals, the ones she had so placed her unshaken trust. Why on earth did they let a total stranger just take her away like this? Aren't they crime conscious? Perhaps they were too gone to think, or he had lied to them. Moisture started flooding in her eyes, causing it really difficult for her to read the scores clearly.

 

No, Rin don't cry. This is not the time to break down. She consoled.

 

Her hands weren't free for obvious reasons so she shook her head lightly hoping to regain her view and a tear rolled down her cheeks. She wiped it off during a free moment for the violin section and Sesshoumaru caught sight of it straight away.

 

Forming a deepened frown, he was taken aback by this unforeseen and strange action by Rin and he got more and more disturbed.

 

Crying? Why is she crying? The youkai was still unaware that he was the cause of it.

 

Soon the last piece before the interval finished and Rin couldn't be gladder. She wanted to leave the stage desperately, having absolutely no mood to continue with the performance.

 

Still, she did not have any idea what she would do next. Perhaps, she would find out more about this matter from Yumi, perhaps, she would look for Keiko and demand that she bring her to him. Or perhaps, she should just make a police report and get a warrant to arrest that, that scumbag!

 

After all the clapping, the audience began to make their way out for the break and Rin too turned to get off the stage. Suddenly, at the corner of her eyes she saw that all too recognizable back view. It was him! He's here too. Her initial response was one of bursting outrage.

 

How dare him! He has the guts to turn up when he should be fleeing after what he did last night!

 

Maybe she should take this time to call the police. That was what her mind told her. But somehow, her heart wasn't feeling quite the same. Somewhere hidden deep within, she was still longing for him.

 

Rin, are you out of your mind? She scolded herself. The guy's practically a rapist! He may even be a psychotic serial killer. Maybe, the next victim could be Keiko!

 

She also knew he hadn't noticed that she had spotted him in the crowd. Perhaps, the smarter thing to do now was to intercept him at the lounge area outside. Rin confirmed that decision right away.

 

It took a while before Sesshoumaru managed to get out of the hall due to that overwhelming response for the concert that night. He was sort of relieved and wanted to make his way outside the complex to catch some fresh air. Too many humans. There were just too many of them and it was beginning to give him a headache just watching them scurrying here and there.

 

His eyes squinted at a slight commotion just a little ahead of him. There seemed to be little shrieks and noises of humans being pushed aside and he pin pointed an approaching figure. It was small and black and coming his direction, running down every obstacle in the way.

 

Of course the youkai was unable to pick up the scent of the girl. He was completely surrounded by lavishly dressed ladies who were equally generous with their assortment of strong perfumes. It wasn't till Rin was just a few feet away when he realized that she was heading purposefully for him.

 

The demon lord gasped.

 

Rin had stopped right in front of him, panting for a moment and catching her breath. She did not speak but her wide hazel did not once leave his amber ones. She was staring at him with a strange unexplainable intensity.

 

Sesshoumaru didn't know how to react to her unexpected appearance so he merely closed his mouth first. He had rehearsed his intended speech to the girl once too many times and had imagined countless possibilities where it should take place. But it was never like this. He wasn't at all prepared for this. The words were just at the tip of this tongue but somehow, he just couldn't speak any of it.

 

So he waited for her to make the first move.

 

Rin was momentarily distracted by one of the youkai's unique feature. This time, he wasn't wearing his shades and his eyes were… they were actually golden yellow, pretty and mesmerizing. Isn't that familiar? Where had she seen that before? And now that he was right before her, she realized just how tall he was. She only reached the level of his broad shoulders and she had to stretch and lift her head just to look into his eyes.

 

She ought to scream `molester' and get everyone to help her nab him. She ought to angry and agitated but she found that she wasn't. She was agitated to see him face to face like this, but the anger, it had dissipated at the first sight of him. A better word to describe her present feeling was actually relieved. There was a great sense of relief welling up in her as if she had waited for this moment for the longest time.

 

Why am I feeling this way? Rin was bemused.

 

Before she could dwell in this thought for a little longer, an irritating piercing pain stuck her right in the head. Damn that migraine! It's coming back! Rin held on to her forehead, closing her eyes as bits of smudged images began forming in her mind again. The ghostly voices were also back, overlapping one after another.

 

Wear it on your hair, it suits you… Rin, how are you feeling…. Sesshoumaru-sama… Rin, do you really wish to forget…

 

Sesshoumaru? Who's that? Why did she hear Kagome's voice as well?

 

The demon lord clenched his fist, his chest inflamed with torment. Rin was convulsing again. What should he do?

 

The girl wasn't taking this too well. Her vision was becoming blurrier by the mini second, her knees wobbled like jello and she simply collapsed!

 

“RIN!”

 

There was it, his first word, as unintentional as it may be.

 

Sesshoumaru cared little about that now. In youkai velocity, he cushioned her fall and held her in his arm. To his dismay, the girl was far from getting any better. In fact, she was hyperventilating, her hands clutching tightly to the edge of his cuff.

 

“Rin! Are you alright?” Sesshoumaru repeated unknowingly. “Say something. Please!”

 

The girl heard his every syllabus, just that something weird was happening to her now. Her mind was flooding with a great influx of images of people, places, sounds and words much like an overflowing damp. Rin realized, alarmed that those were all fragments of her past memories, racing and fighting to return to her all at once. Her main reaction was of in an instant information overload but amongst all this confusing stuff, there was a name, a very intimately ancient one.

 

Sesshoumaru was tapping gently on Rin's cheeks and she gazed up at him, though dazed and unfocused.

 

“Sesshoumaru…sama.” It was a faint whisper but the demon lord heard it and he was simply overjoyed and ecstatic.

 

She remembers him, finally!

 

The youkai almost shed a tear, now hiding his face from Rin. Something very important had been returned to him, after all these painful torturous years. He was now all prep to speak his mind but when he turned to face her again, Rin was no longer conscious.

 

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Hi, everyone,

 

Phew! I survived the gig. Miraculously!

 

I'll return later to do some spelling and grammar check. No time now. Am trying to finish the second part of this. I'm sure you wouldn't wanna wait too long.

 

How will Rin reply to Sesshoumaru's declarations of love?

 

Will she return with him to the feudal era?

 

Watch for part 2