InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Feelings Unresolved ❯ Chapter 11 ( Chapter 11 )

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Chapter 11

They continued to stare at one another. It was awkward as she sat there frozen before him, until he finally stood above her and she blanked. Come on Rin, calm down, this is Naraku we're talking about! The very man who took you in!

“Naraku,” she tried. He kneeled before her grabbing both of her hands. For the, who knows how many times tonight, she looked into his blood red eyes that screamed compassion and care. What are you doing! She could not believe she was in here searching for clues that Naraku, the very man who cared for her deeply, had killed the very woman he said he loved countless number of times.

“What is it? Why are you in here?” he asked, searching her eyes. How could she accuse this kind man who had taken her in when her parents passed away, fed and clothed her, paid for her schooling, and showed her there was a reason for living of killing?

She threw herself into his arms. “Oh Naraku, I'm so happy to see you again. So many memories...I just found myself in here.” He held her, and shushed her.

“I could have sworn I locked this door,” he turned his eyes in the direction of the spider engraved office door, “but maybe I'm just becoming careless.” He pulled her away to once again search her eyes. “Is this about your parents again?” he asked moving to be seated beside her.

She almost shook her head no, but realized this could be the perfect excuse. “Yeah, I guess it is. Funny it's been so long, yet it's still engraved in my head. The fire it...it was-” She found it strange that the lie she was trying to use suddenly had her bursting into tears. He instantly had his arms around her. Shushing her once more.

“It's alright to be upset about it. Even if it was so long ago, the pain never goes away.” There was a moment of silence and the only sounds in the room were her constant sobs. “I'm sorry about what happened earlier this evening. I didn't mean to-”

“It's alright Naraku, I just don't want to talk about it.” She wiped her eyes as her mind drifted to the appointment. Does he know?

“I will respect that, but I really think that we should head back to the banquet. I do not think it is polite for the host to disappear from his own party.” She smiled, taking his hand, and letting him lead the way to the door. She let out a sigh of relief and adjusted her boobs that contained the very uncomfortable folded pieces of papers that may contain information that Naraku was the one to blame for Kagura's and Kanna's death.

Once downstairs, everyone headed to the vast yard outside where tables were set, music was being played, and dinner was being served all around. She caught sight of Sesshomaru seated at the front of all tables, special guest, and to her surprise next to him was Sara, the same woman he put a restraining order on. It looked like there was a very lively argument going on. Could this night get any worse!

When she reached them her snarky attitude instantly kicked in. “So we just decided that anyone sits at our table Mr. Taisho?” she looked to Sesshomaru and asked. He was still sipping on wine, and it pissed her off that it really wasn't affecting him at all. He was still calm and assertive, but there was a more relaxed tone in his voice, he also seemed to want to answer her more than usual.

“Well if it were your choice, you would be the boss and I would be the Executive Assistant, but it is never to be.” She knew he was drunk, because any other time he would have ex-girlfriend stalker from hell seated miles away from him. Hmm, a calm drunk.

“It is very nice to see you as well Miss Hamasaki,” Sara returned. Rin plopped herself in one of the decorated seats.

“I don't recall ever saying that,” she mumbled. A plate of soup was placed in front of her. She sniffed it, then looked up to the female at the end of the table. Sara's eyes were just glued to her, and Rin found it freaky that she hadn't blinked within that time period of staring. She just continued to stare her down, then she suddenly smiled.

“I'm sorry for staring, you just look so extravagant in that gown. It's a beautiful shade of red. Red looks good on you.” Rin knew there had to be some type of hidden insult in there. She didn't want to say a thanks, but to keep the night as civilized as possible, she did anyways.

“That's sweet of you Sara.” Rin examined her body constricting all black gown, that had a low swooping cleavage, and by the design of the dress she knew it had to be opened back. She didn't think she had the courage to wear a dress like that. Props to you bitch!

“And your dress is so wonderfully flashy.” Literally! It screams rip off my dress and hop into my draws! Rin returned her eyes to Sesshomaru who was surprisingly staring at her breast. Rin blushed looking down at them. She knew that was where the papers were, but still. No one had noticed the printed sheets of paper just yet, but of course Sesshomaru's eyes were more observant than anyone else eyes here.

She looked up to his eyes, and just when he was going to take a sip of his wine, he threw it out behind him, grabbing a glass of water instead. She smiled at him as he gave her a knowing look. Yes my angel, I got them. Her smile widened when he gulped it down, then poured himself another glass. His eyes drifted to Sara, and they somewhat widened, but instantly returned to their normal size. It was weird, like he had just noticed her sitting there.

“Sara I do believe you received some very important papers in the mail from me some weeks ago.” Sesshomaru stated, his cold demeanor back in place. That was quick. Sara looked from him to Rin, then returned her eyes back to Sesshomaru.

“Sesshomaru, my dear, my love, why are you doing this. I know I can do better at making our relationship grow into something more than it is today. I know I can fix this, just give me a chance to.”

“Fix what!” Sesshomaru exclaimed. All eyes turned over to them. Rin just buried her face into her main dish that was placed before her. She couldn't help but be surprised that she got Sesshomaru to react that way. “There is nothing between us!”

 Rin looked around at all the eyes. Oh wine please dissolve soon. “Mr. Taisho please quiet down you're attracting attention to our table,” Rin said grabbing his hand, what she hadn't expected was a glass of wine to come at her face. Rin froze. Any other time she would have laughed if she saw the hilarious shocked look on Sesshomaru's face, his mouth forming an 'O', but this chick just started a war.

“I would appreciate if you kept your hands off of my man,” Sara said, the wine glass still in her hand, and the contents on none other than Rin's face and dress. Rin took in a deep breath, quickly took Sesshomaru's now cold soup and threw it onto the wench.

“Shit!” she heard from Sesshomaru.

“How dare you! This is chiffon!” Sara exclaimed stepping toward her. Rin took a few steps of her own.

“Yeah, well this is silk!” Sara growled taking a swing at her. Rin dodged and instead Sara's fist landed on another woman's face hitting her dead on in the nose. Rin watched as the brunette woman fell to the floor, and by the look of her nose, she would need another nose job. He he.

“You chicks are loud and obnoxious assholes,” another  brunette female said. Rin never saw it coming as she turned to face the woman speaking and she got a punch across the cheek. She stumbled into Sara, which was perfect for her, because it gave her a chance to pummel the bitch. She was the reason that all this was happening.

Rin continued to throw her punches not caring where they landed as long as she was hitting some type of anatomy. She was still feeling the daze of the previous punch she got, and she could hear all the ohs an ahs coming from the other guest.

“Miss Hamasaki that is enough!” she heard Sesshomaru say, but she wasn't letting this woman go that easily. She was surprised when Sara flipped her, throwing a few punches of her own. It was then that Sara was pulled off by Naraku, and Rin pulled up by Sesshomaru.

“What in the world is going on!” Naraku exclaimed. Rin tried to pull herself out of Sesshomaru's iron grip, but there wasn't breaking the grip of death.

“Naraku she started this!” Rin exclaimed. The blood eyed demon sighed, fury blazing in his eyes, making there color a deeper shade of red.

“I think it would be best if you leave,” he replied, his face less than amused. She knew he was pissed. Teen days all over again.

“We'll be on our way,” Sesshomaru said. He turned her away from the burning eyes of three hate filled females, and they headed through the main room, and out the door. There was only silence as they waited for the limo to pull up. Rin felt like a major idiot, but she wasn't going to look past the fact that Sara threw the drink on her first.

Once in the limo she couldn't take the silence anymore. “Well this was an interesting night.” Silence. He didn't even look at her. He just continued to look out the window like the anti social demon he was. She hated it. “It wasn't my fault!”

“Then whose fault was it?” he finally said. Looking to her with his signature death glare.

“The psychotic witch who threw wine in my face, and you know what, I hope she likes mushroom soup.” There was a moment of staring, then his eyes softened and before she knew it he was laughing. She kept her eyes glued to him, a little shocked at his reaction. His laugh is too cute!

When he was finally done and caught his breath, she finally questioned him. “What's so funny?” she asked crossing her arms. This was definitely not a laughing matter. One minute he was reprimanding her and the next he was laughing at her, something he rarely ever did. As a matter of fact this was probably the first.

“This night was more entertaining then I thought it would be. The soup and the wine being thrown was hilarious, but the unexpected punches were just gut wrenching.” She couldn't believe her ears. She just made a total fool of herself back there in front of many rich judgmental rich folk, not to mention her dress was destroyed, and she got a good punch in the face, and all he could do was laugh?

“I'm glad you found this night so amusing, but my face didn't like it too much,” she said pointing to the spot where she got a fistful of angry rich woman. “And I know I will be getting a call from Naraku to chew my head off.” This is like high school all over again. She gasped when he placed his hand on her, what she thought to be soon, purple and black bruise.

“It is not too bad. You will be alright, your tough.” What? Did he just say she was tough? What did that mean for her? Did that mean he was seeing her in a whole new light, or did he always think she was tough?

“Doesn't mean it felt good,” she pouted. He placed a gentle kiss on her lips, and her bad mood instantly disappeared. She felt his hands rest upon her breast, but before the kiss could turn into anything more, he pulled out the papers and tore his lips away from hers. Damn!

“What did you find?”

“Read it,” she answered, once again pouting. She sat in silence as he read through the papers. It didn't take very long though. Another thing she was learning about Sesshomaru was that he was a very fast reader. Why can't we just make out?

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Sesshomaru looked over the documents she printed. She had actually gotten some good information. One that stood out to him the most was the one on Nami. According to the document, he already knew about Nami before she was even born, which meant his story about how his last call with Kanna was  about her telling him that he had an existing daughter was a lie.

“This is good.”

“Oh is it now?” she replied.

He looked to the female beside him. She was obviously upset about the abrupt ending of their kiss. Though he was becoming more agitated with the fact that his restraint from touching or kissing her was diminishing into thin air. He looked her over and frowned when his eyes stopped on her dress which was now ruined by wine and grass stains. He really did like that dress on her. If he knew she was going to get into a scuffle he would have made her wear sweats and sneakers. Though he still had to admit that the entire situation was beyond amusing.

That brought him to another thing. Never in his life had he felt so comfortable laughing in front of  someone other than Kagura. There was something about this human that got him to do things he thought were lost to him once he lost Kagura. Yet her he was now.

“I think it best if you just stayed over tonight. It is too late for you to drive.”

“I'll be fine,” she replied stubbornly, but Sesshomaru wasn't about to take no for an answer.

“I was not giving you an option.”

“What are you going to do keep me against my will?” They stared at each other for a moment, and by the enlightened look on her face he knew she got her answer. Before she could say anything more of it, he changed the subject.

“Did you read these?” She looked at the documents and nodded. “Well this is evidence that your dear Naraku lied to the authorities.”

“What do you mean?”

“He told Koga, a private officer I have on the case, that he never knew about Nami until the the day before Kanna died, but these documents are dated before then, he already knew he had a daughter.”

“But why would he lie?” Rin asked. Sesshomaru leaned back on the car seat.

“Well that is just something that we are going to have to figure out.”

“You really think he had something to do with Kagura's and Kanna's death?” The sound of her voice when she asked that was less than happy, but he just had a feeling.

“Yes.”

“Then I guess we're going to need more information other than pieces of wine soaked documents.” He examined the documents and nodded.

“That you are right about Rin.”