InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Sensei ❯ Ch3-Secret Desires ( Chapter 3 )
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By: TearsOfTwilight 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.02.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 521 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.02.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 521 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 3-Secret Desires
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Sesshoumaru woke up in the middle of the night, soaked in sweat. That had been his first nightmare in
ages; ever since his mother's death, the boy's nights had been dark and dreamless. Still, it wasn't what
he would have expected. Surprisingly enough, Naraku had not been present in this strange escape of
the mind. Perhaps 'nightmare' wasn't even the right word at all, though it had been awfully dark. The youkai stared up at the shadow-flecked ceiling, attempting to gather the remnants of his interupted dream. He had been somewhere warm, warm and very... salty? He remembered a strange rumbling, and a oddly familiar face. Had it been..... no it couldn't be, not Rin. After all she was a human, and though Sesshoumaru harbored less ill will towards the mortal race than most of his kind, the thought of.... What exactly had he done? Suddenly the youkai was uncomfortably aware of his manhood, which felt rather sticky.
"..shit.."
Disgusted at his body's reaction to such loathesome thoughts, Sesshoumaru pulled himself out of bed
and made his way down the hall toward the bathroom. Damn! Did he need a shower! Not bothering to
wait for the water to heat, he hastily undressed and slipped into the inviting cascade. As his body adjusted to the cold, the demon thought about what had just occured. How could he react like that to something as pathetic as a dream? After all, Sesshoumaru had never been one to give in to.... lower desires before and especially after what Naraku had done to him. It had been three days since his sensei had raped him, and neither Health class nor his sessions with Jakotsu had been exactly enjoyable. The fustrated youkai repressed the urge to tear a hole through the wall, satisfying his pent up exasperation by scrubbing his skin furiously with a beige washcloth. He hated being a NoTaisho, being rich, privelaged, and especially being thought beautiful when he knew for a fact wasn't. That was the worst curse of all. Shaking his wet hair like a dog, Sesshoumaru worked his way down with the cloth, scrubbing his lower abdomen and hips viciously. The boy stopped however as he reached his cock. The organ was still slightly arroused from earlier, and washing himself there now felt too much as if he were......
Rin's face flashed in front of the demon's mind. He saw her deep, violet eyes and soft, rosy lips. She
was smiling, and as Sesshoumaru backed away, he realized she was naked. Her pale, flawless skin shone dimly, and her smile was the perfect picture of innocence. Still, this innocence did not hide the smooth curve of Rin's hips or the fullness of her exposed breasts. Shaking his head again, Sesshoumaru attempted to dispell such thoughts. However the girl's image refused to completely fade. The youkai was so troubled by this he didn't notice until it was much too late that he had been rubbing his shaft vigorously with his left hand.
'Baka!'
Sesshoumaru's hand imediatly left his cock, but the throbbing in this region wouldn't go away. As much as he tried to ignore it, the inu felt as if he would explode. With a soft grunt of fustration, he wrapped both hands around the apendage and began to pump into them. In his needful state, Sesshoumaru's demon senses seemed to have shut down. No longer possessing any form of balance, the boy slipped, falling gracelessly onto the floor of the shower. Not that it mattered. Bracing his thighs against, the enclosure's walls, he fisted the tip of his member, squeezing it tightly. Despite being pummeled by the water, his body was becoming sweaty. Each time he pumped his dick, Sesshoumaru was keenly aware of a pressure building right below his naval. It grew more and more unbearable until he was sure his abdomen would burst. 'What the hell's wrong with me?' he thought. 'I've got to stop.'
'NO! DON'T EVER STOP! DO IT TILL YOU SCREAM!" A part of his conciousness Sesshoumaru didn't even know existed roared within him. It wouldn't let him stop. All the self-reserve, pride, disgust, and shame was gone. The only thing the youkai could think of was finding his release, a bliss that he had never felt, but knew with all the emptiness in his heart must exist. Semen spurted out onto the tiles, milky froth floating on an ocean of unshed tears. The ache in Sesshoumaru's gut was gone, but the joy that should have been a part of his release remained dormant. The inu let out silent cry of anguish, that strange part of his mind threatening to take over. All he could think of was Rin, of her delicate, brown tits and the springy little curls that veiled her nether region. That little V where the sun don't shine. Mostly he thought of her eyes. At this rate he would become obsessed with those plum-tinged irises. They were just so.... beautiful. Sesshoumaru stretched out on his back, staring up into the shower's misty embrace. Slowly he regained control, lust giving way to selfloathing. He was sick. After what he had been through just days ago, to do something like this. It was beyond repulsive.
Sesshoumaru rose shakily to his feet. After turning off the water, he made sure the cum was washed down the drain, concealing the evidence of his body's betrayal. Wrapping himself in a white towel, the youkai padded silently down the hallway towards his bedroom.
"Sesshi?"
The boy whirled around in surprise. He'd been so caught up in his own thoughts that he hadn't even
noticed Inuyasha who was peering out at him from behind a cracked door.
"What is it Inuyasha."
The boy's doggie ears drooped, his eyes filled with confusion. How could he, a seven year old child,
understand the pain his brother was going through. "Are you hurt, Aniki?"
Sesshoumaru snorted. "No, Inuyasha. Now go back to bed."
The hanyou's ears were now plastered against his head. "Can't I come sleep with you Sesshi? I had a nightmare and then when I heard you and woke up I got even scareder."
The youkai rolled his eyes at the boy's misuse of grammar, but held out his hand stiffly. Inu, ecstatic with
joy, grabbed his older brother's hand and practically dragged him down the hall. While Inuyasha snuggled into the sheets, Sesshoumaru slipped behind a changing partition and pulled on a sleeping kimono. He then climbed back into the inviting covers. Inuyasha, noting his beloved brother's presence snuggled up against him. Not minding Sesshoumaru's soaking hair, which lay askew all over the feathery pillows, he nuzzled into the warmth of his older brother's chest until with an exasperated sigh the demon wrapped his arms around the frail child, his shame momentarilly forgotten as he listened
to Inuyasha's even breathing. Finally, he too fell asleep. This time however his slumber was black and
dreamless.
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"Alright class, settle down. That means you Mr. Ginta! You too Koga!" Mrs. Kilala, Sakura Spring's chemistry teacher continued to yell, her red, catlike eyes flashing dangerously. The woman's demon tails twitched back and forth with an aire of impatience about them. Finally the class grew quiet, and with a greatful sigh Mrs. Kilala began the lesson.
"We are going to start the year learning how chemical reactions occur. Now there is one major difference
between physical changes, such as cutting up a piece of paper, and a chemical one, like burning a log.
Can anyone tell me wh...yes, Rin?"
"With physical reactions you can get the original stuff back, but with chemical, its next to impossible to restore the starting substnace."
The chemistry teacher nodded in aproval. "That's exactly right Ms. Mikoyami. I'm certainly glad to have someone in this class who knows what they're doing." She glared pointedly at Koga and his cronies who were busily shooting staples into a pretty demon girl's hair. "Now, I want you all to put on a set of goggles and meet me over at lab table 1." Rin joined her friends as they walked over to the cart to pick up the goggles. Ayame winked cheekily at her human friend.
"So have you found a date yet?"
Rin smiled. "No, not yet."
"You'd better hurry," Sango said. "If you don't get one by the end of the day, Ayame, Kag, and I will find one for you!"
"DON'T DO THAT!" the girl moaned. "I don't need to go to that stupid dance. I'll have fun at home watching movies, and eating ramen, and.."
"YOU'RE GOING AND THAT'S FINAL!" Rin rolled her eyes in exasperation. How could they do that? Talking in unison all the time. Gathering around the table, they watched as Mrs. Kilala brought out two balloons and taped them to the counter.
"Now class, you are about to witness a common chemical reaction. If you've been paying attention in History you'll know the famous story of the German air blimp, the Hindinburg, which combusted over the United States. When the makers of the Hindinburg inflated it, they made one fatal mistake. Could anyone tell me what it was."
"The broad didn't want em' any bigger so she let it blow!"
KOGA! Do you have ANY idea what we're talking about? It was a BLIMP, not Pamela Anderson!"
"You mean Tajiya Sango," Miroku, the boy Rin's friends had warned her about, muttered.
"THAT'S IT! KOGA! MIROKU! OFFICE! NOW!" Still snickering the boys hurried out. Sango, whose cheeks had
gone a bright scarlet, crossed her arms protectivly over her generous breasts, glaring angrilly after the two culprits.
Mrs. Kilala continued unperturbed, though the tips of her tails were smoldering slightly. "Now as I was
saying, what did the builders...ah, Ms. Mikoyami."
Rin lowered her delicate hand and stared at the ground. "They filled the Hindinburg with hydrogen instead of helium."
"Very good. Hydrogen is a very reactive element, while helium, one of the noble gases, is not. Now the red balloon is filled with helium and the blue one hydrogen. Stand back and I'll demonstrate exactly how reactive some elements can be." The students scooted back, watching as the sensei pulled out what looked like a giant sparkler, and proceeded in lighting it with flames that seemingly sprouted from her fingernails. Rin watched nervously. It was stupid. After all, the classroom was perfectly safe, but ever since her parents death, the girl couldn't stand fire. Even candles made her anxious.
Mrs. Kilala aproached the red balloon with the flame. On contact it burst, sending little bits of latex all over the room. "Now you see, helium doesn't burn because of its complete outer level of electrons, but with hydrogen it is a different matter." This time she touched the blue one to the fire. There was a tremendous crack as a small fireball exploded over their heads. Mrs. Kilala smiled to herself as she watched her students' excited murmurs.
"Mrs. Kilala!" Ayame's frightened voice caused the cat youkai to whip around.
"What is it?"
Sango dragged her by the arm past the cluster of people to a figure laying stretched out on the floor. Rin had fainted. Knealing down by the unconcious girl, Mrs. Kilala yelled for someone to go to the office. The girl didn't have a fever, but her whole body appeared to be shaking. Tears leaked involuntarilly down her deathly pale cheeks. Picking up Rin, the woman began to make her way towards the infirmary. "Girls, what happend?"
Ayame was close to tears. "We don't know! One minute she was fine, then she just sort of fell over!"
"Hai," Sango said. "The second she saw the second balloon explode, she passed out."
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Sesshoumaru sat perfectly still. His whole demeanor radiated hostility and impatience. Jakotsu stared at
his charge from across the table and cleared his throat. "Well Sesshoumaru, is there anything you wish to talk about?"
The boy grunted softly in reply. That wasn't even a question worth answering. Schinintai had to be the least skilled counselor on the face of the planet.
Shaking his head in exasperation, Jakotsu decided to try a different tactic. "It must be hard, Sesshoumaru, always being under so much responsibility. After all, you're the heir of the NoTaisho fortune. What with keeping up your grades, getting used to the new people in your household, and having your family's honor to uphold you must be stressed."
Sesshoumaru's face remained stony as he anwered. "I have no trouble with my grades, am quite good at
ignoring my stepmother and her pup, and as for our family's honor, my father has fully made sure that there is no longer any to uphold."
The counselor arched a curious eyebrow, attempting to discern any emotion in the young youkai. "What about the strange clothes yout wea...."
Just as Mr. Shichinintai was about to continue, there was a great comotion outside the door. Jakotsu stopped speaking as both he and the stuborn inu listened to the excited voices.
"Ms. Kikyou! I don't know what happened! She just..."
"...passed out. I can see that. Where's the nurse?"
"I'm right here."
"Good. Take her to the bed and see if you can't..."
A deafening scream interupted the principal. There was an eruption of scuffling and hurried footsteps. Unable to stand it any longer, Jakotsu threw the door open. "What the hell's going on? Kuso! What happened to her?"
"The's girl's fainted, Shichinintai. Now get over here and help us!" Sesshoumaru followed the counselor out into the infirmary where the patient lay sprawled out on a cot.
'...Rin..'
He watched in morbid fascination as the girl thrashed back and forth, calling out for help even in her sleep. Tears dampened her long lashes and left salty trails down her cheeks. The chaos around him seemed to fade as Sesshoumaru watched that sad, beautiful face. It was only when Ms. Kikyou shook him on the shoulder, that the boy snapped out of his trance.
"Watch her!" she said before dashing out the door with the other teachers to bring in the ambulance. As silence settled on the little room Rin's whimpers became more and more subdued. Still, she stirred fitfully on the thin matress. Not really knowing what he was doing, Sesshoumaru tentatively stroked her hair. He didn't understand why but this seemed to calm the human child. Her body relaxed, though tears continued to stream down her face. As if suddenly aware of what he was doing, Sesshoumaru quickly withdrew his hand. This was that stupid wench who couldn't mind her own business. Why the hell was he trying to comfort her?
'Yeah, well just thinking about this stupid wench made you jack off twice in one night.' That stupid voice again! If he'd known where in his brain that part of his subconcious dwelt, Sesshoumaru would personally cut it out with his own claws.
There was a sudden moan, and Rin slowly sat up. She touched her face in confusion, noting that it was strangely damp. She looked up and gasped in surprise. She was alone in a room with.....Sesshoumaru?
"Where am I?"
Sesshoumaru's stomach gave a lurch as he met the girl's gaze. Her eyes, still glistening with tears, glowed a bright, almost irridescent violet lavender. He hadn't realized the eyes of a human could be so stunningly expressive. Rin was oblivious to the boy's reluctant admiration however, for he answered in his usual flat voice.
"The infirmiry."
Those same expressive eyes grew very wide. "What am I doing here?"
"You don't remember?" Sesshoumaru cocked his head in an almost canine fashion. "You fainted and
started screaming and thrashing about, so they put you in that bed."
"I..." Suddenly it all came back to her. The way the hydrogen balloon had gone up in in a ball of flames. It had been just like eight years ago. Only it had been much bigger eight years ago. In fact, that explosion had been large enough to destroy an entire building, as well as all the people within. She could still hear the shrieks, the pleading wails of agony as fire had consumed everything, crackling merrily as it feasted on the blood of the living and dead alike.
Sesshoumaru's eyes widened in astonishment as Rin once again burst into tears. Not knowing what to do, he tried to shock her out of it., "Stop crying, damnit!"
The human glared hatefully at him, despising everything about him from his unloving voice to the cresent moon on his forehead. "Why should I?"
"Mukatsuku! That's why!"
Before she knew what she was doing, Rin stomped up to the demon, and backhanded him in the face
with all her strength. No angry outburst followed the slap, only silence. Sesshoumaru simply stared at her as if she were either very crazy or very stupid and he couldn't make up his mind. The youkai's eyes were completely illegible. He looked as if he wanted to laugh, cry, and scream all at once, but remained still.
Finally Rin's voice broke the heavy quiet, quivering as she wrung her hands in agitation.
"Well..."
But the youkai never got a chance to reply. The girl's pretty eyes rolled to the back of her head, and for
the second time that day she fainted, collapsing into the arms of a very confused and very lovely Sesshoumaru.
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A/N-Translation: Mukatsuku(meaning-'It pisses me off.')
(source-Sakura Fubuki)
TOT
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Sesshoumaru woke up in the middle of the night, soaked in sweat. That had been his first nightmare in
ages; ever since his mother's death, the boy's nights had been dark and dreamless. Still, it wasn't what
he would have expected. Surprisingly enough, Naraku had not been present in this strange escape of
the mind. Perhaps 'nightmare' wasn't even the right word at all, though it had been awfully dark. The youkai stared up at the shadow-flecked ceiling, attempting to gather the remnants of his interupted dream. He had been somewhere warm, warm and very... salty? He remembered a strange rumbling, and a oddly familiar face. Had it been..... no it couldn't be, not Rin. After all she was a human, and though Sesshoumaru harbored less ill will towards the mortal race than most of his kind, the thought of.... What exactly had he done? Suddenly the youkai was uncomfortably aware of his manhood, which felt rather sticky.
"..shit.."
Disgusted at his body's reaction to such loathesome thoughts, Sesshoumaru pulled himself out of bed
and made his way down the hall toward the bathroom. Damn! Did he need a shower! Not bothering to
wait for the water to heat, he hastily undressed and slipped into the inviting cascade. As his body adjusted to the cold, the demon thought about what had just occured. How could he react like that to something as pathetic as a dream? After all, Sesshoumaru had never been one to give in to.... lower desires before and especially after what Naraku had done to him. It had been three days since his sensei had raped him, and neither Health class nor his sessions with Jakotsu had been exactly enjoyable. The fustrated youkai repressed the urge to tear a hole through the wall, satisfying his pent up exasperation by scrubbing his skin furiously with a beige washcloth. He hated being a NoTaisho, being rich, privelaged, and especially being thought beautiful when he knew for a fact wasn't. That was the worst curse of all. Shaking his wet hair like a dog, Sesshoumaru worked his way down with the cloth, scrubbing his lower abdomen and hips viciously. The boy stopped however as he reached his cock. The organ was still slightly arroused from earlier, and washing himself there now felt too much as if he were......
Rin's face flashed in front of the demon's mind. He saw her deep, violet eyes and soft, rosy lips. She
was smiling, and as Sesshoumaru backed away, he realized she was naked. Her pale, flawless skin shone dimly, and her smile was the perfect picture of innocence. Still, this innocence did not hide the smooth curve of Rin's hips or the fullness of her exposed breasts. Shaking his head again, Sesshoumaru attempted to dispell such thoughts. However the girl's image refused to completely fade. The youkai was so troubled by this he didn't notice until it was much too late that he had been rubbing his shaft vigorously with his left hand.
'Baka!'
Sesshoumaru's hand imediatly left his cock, but the throbbing in this region wouldn't go away. As much as he tried to ignore it, the inu felt as if he would explode. With a soft grunt of fustration, he wrapped both hands around the apendage and began to pump into them. In his needful state, Sesshoumaru's demon senses seemed to have shut down. No longer possessing any form of balance, the boy slipped, falling gracelessly onto the floor of the shower. Not that it mattered. Bracing his thighs against, the enclosure's walls, he fisted the tip of his member, squeezing it tightly. Despite being pummeled by the water, his body was becoming sweaty. Each time he pumped his dick, Sesshoumaru was keenly aware of a pressure building right below his naval. It grew more and more unbearable until he was sure his abdomen would burst. 'What the hell's wrong with me?' he thought. 'I've got to stop.'
'NO! DON'T EVER STOP! DO IT TILL YOU SCREAM!" A part of his conciousness Sesshoumaru didn't even know existed roared within him. It wouldn't let him stop. All the self-reserve, pride, disgust, and shame was gone. The only thing the youkai could think of was finding his release, a bliss that he had never felt, but knew with all the emptiness in his heart must exist. Semen spurted out onto the tiles, milky froth floating on an ocean of unshed tears. The ache in Sesshoumaru's gut was gone, but the joy that should have been a part of his release remained dormant. The inu let out silent cry of anguish, that strange part of his mind threatening to take over. All he could think of was Rin, of her delicate, brown tits and the springy little curls that veiled her nether region. That little V where the sun don't shine. Mostly he thought of her eyes. At this rate he would become obsessed with those plum-tinged irises. They were just so.... beautiful. Sesshoumaru stretched out on his back, staring up into the shower's misty embrace. Slowly he regained control, lust giving way to selfloathing. He was sick. After what he had been through just days ago, to do something like this. It was beyond repulsive.
Sesshoumaru rose shakily to his feet. After turning off the water, he made sure the cum was washed down the drain, concealing the evidence of his body's betrayal. Wrapping himself in a white towel, the youkai padded silently down the hallway towards his bedroom.
"Sesshi?"
The boy whirled around in surprise. He'd been so caught up in his own thoughts that he hadn't even
noticed Inuyasha who was peering out at him from behind a cracked door.
"What is it Inuyasha."
The boy's doggie ears drooped, his eyes filled with confusion. How could he, a seven year old child,
understand the pain his brother was going through. "Are you hurt, Aniki?"
Sesshoumaru snorted. "No, Inuyasha. Now go back to bed."
The hanyou's ears were now plastered against his head. "Can't I come sleep with you Sesshi? I had a nightmare and then when I heard you and woke up I got even scareder."
The youkai rolled his eyes at the boy's misuse of grammar, but held out his hand stiffly. Inu, ecstatic with
joy, grabbed his older brother's hand and practically dragged him down the hall. While Inuyasha snuggled into the sheets, Sesshoumaru slipped behind a changing partition and pulled on a sleeping kimono. He then climbed back into the inviting covers. Inuyasha, noting his beloved brother's presence snuggled up against him. Not minding Sesshoumaru's soaking hair, which lay askew all over the feathery pillows, he nuzzled into the warmth of his older brother's chest until with an exasperated sigh the demon wrapped his arms around the frail child, his shame momentarilly forgotten as he listened
to Inuyasha's even breathing. Finally, he too fell asleep. This time however his slumber was black and
dreamless.
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"Alright class, settle down. That means you Mr. Ginta! You too Koga!" Mrs. Kilala, Sakura Spring's chemistry teacher continued to yell, her red, catlike eyes flashing dangerously. The woman's demon tails twitched back and forth with an aire of impatience about them. Finally the class grew quiet, and with a greatful sigh Mrs. Kilala began the lesson.
"We are going to start the year learning how chemical reactions occur. Now there is one major difference
between physical changes, such as cutting up a piece of paper, and a chemical one, like burning a log.
Can anyone tell me wh...yes, Rin?"
"With physical reactions you can get the original stuff back, but with chemical, its next to impossible to restore the starting substnace."
The chemistry teacher nodded in aproval. "That's exactly right Ms. Mikoyami. I'm certainly glad to have someone in this class who knows what they're doing." She glared pointedly at Koga and his cronies who were busily shooting staples into a pretty demon girl's hair. "Now, I want you all to put on a set of goggles and meet me over at lab table 1." Rin joined her friends as they walked over to the cart to pick up the goggles. Ayame winked cheekily at her human friend.
"So have you found a date yet?"
Rin smiled. "No, not yet."
"You'd better hurry," Sango said. "If you don't get one by the end of the day, Ayame, Kag, and I will find one for you!"
"DON'T DO THAT!" the girl moaned. "I don't need to go to that stupid dance. I'll have fun at home watching movies, and eating ramen, and.."
"YOU'RE GOING AND THAT'S FINAL!" Rin rolled her eyes in exasperation. How could they do that? Talking in unison all the time. Gathering around the table, they watched as Mrs. Kilala brought out two balloons and taped them to the counter.
"Now class, you are about to witness a common chemical reaction. If you've been paying attention in History you'll know the famous story of the German air blimp, the Hindinburg, which combusted over the United States. When the makers of the Hindinburg inflated it, they made one fatal mistake. Could anyone tell me what it was."
"The broad didn't want em' any bigger so she let it blow!"
KOGA! Do you have ANY idea what we're talking about? It was a BLIMP, not Pamela Anderson!"
"You mean Tajiya Sango," Miroku, the boy Rin's friends had warned her about, muttered.
"THAT'S IT! KOGA! MIROKU! OFFICE! NOW!" Still snickering the boys hurried out. Sango, whose cheeks had
gone a bright scarlet, crossed her arms protectivly over her generous breasts, glaring angrilly after the two culprits.
Mrs. Kilala continued unperturbed, though the tips of her tails were smoldering slightly. "Now as I was
saying, what did the builders...ah, Ms. Mikoyami."
Rin lowered her delicate hand and stared at the ground. "They filled the Hindinburg with hydrogen instead of helium."
"Very good. Hydrogen is a very reactive element, while helium, one of the noble gases, is not. Now the red balloon is filled with helium and the blue one hydrogen. Stand back and I'll demonstrate exactly how reactive some elements can be." The students scooted back, watching as the sensei pulled out what looked like a giant sparkler, and proceeded in lighting it with flames that seemingly sprouted from her fingernails. Rin watched nervously. It was stupid. After all, the classroom was perfectly safe, but ever since her parents death, the girl couldn't stand fire. Even candles made her anxious.
Mrs. Kilala aproached the red balloon with the flame. On contact it burst, sending little bits of latex all over the room. "Now you see, helium doesn't burn because of its complete outer level of electrons, but with hydrogen it is a different matter." This time she touched the blue one to the fire. There was a tremendous crack as a small fireball exploded over their heads. Mrs. Kilala smiled to herself as she watched her students' excited murmurs.
"Mrs. Kilala!" Ayame's frightened voice caused the cat youkai to whip around.
"What is it?"
Sango dragged her by the arm past the cluster of people to a figure laying stretched out on the floor. Rin had fainted. Knealing down by the unconcious girl, Mrs. Kilala yelled for someone to go to the office. The girl didn't have a fever, but her whole body appeared to be shaking. Tears leaked involuntarilly down her deathly pale cheeks. Picking up Rin, the woman began to make her way towards the infirmary. "Girls, what happend?"
Ayame was close to tears. "We don't know! One minute she was fine, then she just sort of fell over!"
"Hai," Sango said. "The second she saw the second balloon explode, she passed out."
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Sesshoumaru sat perfectly still. His whole demeanor radiated hostility and impatience. Jakotsu stared at
his charge from across the table and cleared his throat. "Well Sesshoumaru, is there anything you wish to talk about?"
The boy grunted softly in reply. That wasn't even a question worth answering. Schinintai had to be the least skilled counselor on the face of the planet.
Shaking his head in exasperation, Jakotsu decided to try a different tactic. "It must be hard, Sesshoumaru, always being under so much responsibility. After all, you're the heir of the NoTaisho fortune. What with keeping up your grades, getting used to the new people in your household, and having your family's honor to uphold you must be stressed."
Sesshoumaru's face remained stony as he anwered. "I have no trouble with my grades, am quite good at
ignoring my stepmother and her pup, and as for our family's honor, my father has fully made sure that there is no longer any to uphold."
The counselor arched a curious eyebrow, attempting to discern any emotion in the young youkai. "What about the strange clothes yout wea...."
Just as Mr. Shichinintai was about to continue, there was a great comotion outside the door. Jakotsu stopped speaking as both he and the stuborn inu listened to the excited voices.
"Ms. Kikyou! I don't know what happened! She just..."
"...passed out. I can see that. Where's the nurse?"
"I'm right here."
"Good. Take her to the bed and see if you can't..."
A deafening scream interupted the principal. There was an eruption of scuffling and hurried footsteps. Unable to stand it any longer, Jakotsu threw the door open. "What the hell's going on? Kuso! What happened to her?"
"The's girl's fainted, Shichinintai. Now get over here and help us!" Sesshoumaru followed the counselor out into the infirmary where the patient lay sprawled out on a cot.
'...Rin..'
He watched in morbid fascination as the girl thrashed back and forth, calling out for help even in her sleep. Tears dampened her long lashes and left salty trails down her cheeks. The chaos around him seemed to fade as Sesshoumaru watched that sad, beautiful face. It was only when Ms. Kikyou shook him on the shoulder, that the boy snapped out of his trance.
"Watch her!" she said before dashing out the door with the other teachers to bring in the ambulance. As silence settled on the little room Rin's whimpers became more and more subdued. Still, she stirred fitfully on the thin matress. Not really knowing what he was doing, Sesshoumaru tentatively stroked her hair. He didn't understand why but this seemed to calm the human child. Her body relaxed, though tears continued to stream down her face. As if suddenly aware of what he was doing, Sesshoumaru quickly withdrew his hand. This was that stupid wench who couldn't mind her own business. Why the hell was he trying to comfort her?
'Yeah, well just thinking about this stupid wench made you jack off twice in one night.' That stupid voice again! If he'd known where in his brain that part of his subconcious dwelt, Sesshoumaru would personally cut it out with his own claws.
There was a sudden moan, and Rin slowly sat up. She touched her face in confusion, noting that it was strangely damp. She looked up and gasped in surprise. She was alone in a room with.....Sesshoumaru?
"Where am I?"
Sesshoumaru's stomach gave a lurch as he met the girl's gaze. Her eyes, still glistening with tears, glowed a bright, almost irridescent violet lavender. He hadn't realized the eyes of a human could be so stunningly expressive. Rin was oblivious to the boy's reluctant admiration however, for he answered in his usual flat voice.
"The infirmiry."
Those same expressive eyes grew very wide. "What am I doing here?"
"You don't remember?" Sesshoumaru cocked his head in an almost canine fashion. "You fainted and
started screaming and thrashing about, so they put you in that bed."
"I..." Suddenly it all came back to her. The way the hydrogen balloon had gone up in in a ball of flames. It had been just like eight years ago. Only it had been much bigger eight years ago. In fact, that explosion had been large enough to destroy an entire building, as well as all the people within. She could still hear the shrieks, the pleading wails of agony as fire had consumed everything, crackling merrily as it feasted on the blood of the living and dead alike.
Sesshoumaru's eyes widened in astonishment as Rin once again burst into tears. Not knowing what to do, he tried to shock her out of it., "Stop crying, damnit!"
The human glared hatefully at him, despising everything about him from his unloving voice to the cresent moon on his forehead. "Why should I?"
"Mukatsuku! That's why!"
Before she knew what she was doing, Rin stomped up to the demon, and backhanded him in the face
with all her strength. No angry outburst followed the slap, only silence. Sesshoumaru simply stared at her as if she were either very crazy or very stupid and he couldn't make up his mind. The youkai's eyes were completely illegible. He looked as if he wanted to laugh, cry, and scream all at once, but remained still.
Finally Rin's voice broke the heavy quiet, quivering as she wrung her hands in agitation.
"Well..."
But the youkai never got a chance to reply. The girl's pretty eyes rolled to the back of her head, and for
the second time that day she fainted, collapsing into the arms of a very confused and very lovely Sesshoumaru.
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A/N-Translation: Mukatsuku(meaning-'It pisses me off.')
(source-Sakura Fubuki)
TOT