InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Impoverished Heir ❯ Finding the Taint ( Chapter 10 )

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“Impoverished Heir” chapter ten

Finding the Taint

 

 

Sesshomaru watched his girlfriend from the doorway of his bedroom. Myoga had warned him full out not to bring Akiyama Rin to his apartment again, for she could have an easy inside if she were the questioned mole. But Sesshomaru wanted her near him, and he admitted to himself…. Quietly inside his troubled mind… that he wanted to test the woman he was falling for.

Rin was seated on his bed, her legs tucked beneath her elegantly as she combed her long dark hair while humming gently. She wore a white summer dress and she was barefoot, her voice softly humming a gentle melody. The sight was quite picturesque and Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes, watching her unobserved. Was this an act? Did she have something to hide? He would have to find out where she was going twice a week for lunch when it wasn't with him….

“Oh! I didn't see you there, Sessh,” Rin looked up and smiled. She swung her hair over her shoulder and held her arms out. Sesshomaru made himself smile, and he was troubled how he truly was at ease when she turned that smile on him. Sesshomaru strode into the room and knelt on the bed, taking Rin into his arms. What was he, some kind of jealous debutante who couldn't handle his girl going out when it wasn't with him? Sesshomaru never knew himself to be so anxious, but when it came to Rin…. Sesshomaru's heart thumped gladly when she laid her head on his shoulder, massaging his back. Well when it came to Rin, he didn't want her to be what Myoga suspected her to be.

“I didn't mean to startle you, Rin,” Sesshomaru murmured. He kissed her hair and held her close. Rin tugged on his shoulders and pulled him onto the mattress. Sesshomaru pet her hair, smiling as Rin lay on top of him. Rin's eyes closed slowly as she and Sesshomaru lay there, talking quietly. Sesshomaru watched his girl sleep in his arms and he pressed his lips to the top of her head, closing his eyes as a surge of grief took hold of him. Please…. Father…. Please don't take this one away from me…

`Mama! Where are you going?' Sesshomaru saw the back of his mother, much taller than himself, walk out the door and leave him.

`Sessh, your father and I are going to have a baby. You're going to be a big brother,' Izayoi's kind face lowered to his and smiled. In each memory Sesshomaru felt his heart twist and turn, hurting him as the other women in his life hurt him in their own way; his mother for leaving him and his father; Izayoi, for bringing his half brother into the world, taking his father's affections from him.

`Mama! Mother Izayoi. Please don't leave me…' Sesshomaru opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling. His arms tightened around Rin as tears wet the edges of his eyes. And he held onto the girl he loved with a semblance of strength; just enough to squeeze her tight. Not enough to wake her up. Sesshomaru leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Twin tears leaked from the corner of the closed lids and down his neck.

 

* * * *

 

Inuyasha woke, and looked around. He was startled to find himself on the sofa, momentarily disoriented, then swung his legs off the edge. He lifted his thin arms and stretched, getting the kinks out of his back. The clock in Kagome's living room read three am and he quietly walked to the restroom. Kicking up the toilet lid with his bare foot, Inuyasha made use of the facilities. Tucking himself away, he washed his hands and quietly padded out to the hallway. Inuyasha's sleep-fuzzy mind made sure to check everything was in order. He quietly slipped into the bedroom and watched his girlfriend sleep. She had asked him to sleep apart tonight and Inuyasha had given that to her. They had had an all right evening otherwise, and Inuyasha stood quietly, his eyes gleaming. His brain yawned and he lifted the edge of the covers. Kagome curled on her side, her knees against her chest. Inuyasha slipped in behind her and pulled her back against his chest. Once his head was nestled against her hair, and his arms were around her waist, did he fall completely asleep again.

The next morning, Inuyasha felt his arms shift. Kagome woke suddenly, feeling someone pressed close to her. She momentarily panicked before Inuyasha's somewhat musky scent was identified. She turned carefully on her side to face him. Her sleep-filled eyes softened as she watched her lover's parted lips and soft breathing patterns. Inuyasha's hair was over his shoulder, his long bangs resting against his long lashes. Kagome focused on his open mouth and pressed a soft kiss against them gently. Inuyasha woke and started.

“Muh? Kagome…” he muttered, his throat scratchy from sleep. Kagome burrowed against his front, her arm and leg slung over him. She buried her face against his chest and sighed. Inuyasha squeezed her gently and pet her hair as he slowly woke up.

“Did you come in here in the middle of the night?” Kagome whispered. Inuyasha grunted and nuzzled his chin against her brow.

“Uhm hmm. I wanted to be near you,” he said simply. Kagome smiled and picked up his hand. Inuyasha watched, his vision becoming clearer as she sucked a fingertip into her mouth. His groin reacted, swelling to the gentle suction and the warmth of her mouth against his finger, as his mind easily replaced it to something below the elastic waistline of his boxers.

“Kagome, stop that,” Inuyasha groaned. Kagome twined her arms around his neck and kissed him softly.

“I just want to be close to you,” Kagome whispered. Inuyasha smiled against her shoulder. Their lips met in a soft kiss. Kagome's fingers tugged at his tank top, and traveled down his side to push at his boxers. The waistband snagged on the jut of his hipbone, and his arousal. Inuyasha sat up to maneuver better and focused on Kagome's nightgown. All too soon it was dropped to the floor beside his clothing. When Inuyasha began to breathe quickly, his cock hardening against her, Kagome leaned on her elbows and blushed. She looked down, and shook her head.

“No, Inuyasha… not yet….” She whispered, looking away so she wouldn't have to see the disappointment on his face. Inuyasha stared down, his fingers stopping their task of tugging her panties low. He sighed slowly, his muscles rigid with pent up frustration. He exhaled slowly, following a breathing pattern his father had taught him, and expelled the strength behind his actions. Then he sank down to lean against his half-naked girlfriend. Kagome's arms went round his back, holding him close. Inuyasha cradled her head with his arm and kissed her softly, calming down.

“It's okay… just let me be close to you,” he whispered. Their naked flesh pressed close together. Inuyasha's half-erect penis pushed into her thigh and Inuyasha angled his hip so he wouldn't jab it into her. The silk of Kagome's undergarments felt good against the heated texture of his partially standing flesh. Her breasts pressed against his bare chest. Inuyasha buried his head down to nuzzle them gently. His touches assured Kagome he would not push her, that he was touching her to show his affection. Kagome's hands clutched the back of his head. Inuyasha panted softly and raised his head, raw passion reflected in his eyes. Kagome touched his cheek and kissed him deeply. It was a kiss of slow awakening love. Their lust could wait for Kagome to be ready with all that had happened. She knew Inuyasha would never hurt her, but she needed his assurances.

Inuyasha wrapped her tightly against him, and gave her what she needed. His heart thudded powerfully between them. Kagome felt it and looked up into his eyes, wonder in her gaze. Inuyasha watched her with half-lidded eyes and kissed her slowly. His fingers lazily ran through her tangled hair. They stayed that way for two more hours.

 

* * * *

 

Sesshomaru slammed the door open and stalked in. Myoga tagged along at his heels. Takeyoshi jumped, and scattered folders across his wide desk as Sesshomaru stalked forward without preamble. Papers scattered all over the floor. Sesshomaru's fine leather shoes crunched against the scattered memos.

“S-Sesshomaru-san! I wasn't expecting you!” Takeyoshi smoothed his appearance as quick as turning on a light, but Sesshomaru was done with contemplating with Myoga. His father's best ally shut the door and leaned against it, watching.

“That is fine, Takeyoshi-san, I thought I'd just let myself in. How long has it been since we've had a real talk?” Sesshomaru demurred, his voice a pleasant purr. Takeyoshi grinned, his face pale.

“Is this about the stock brokers? I was just getting to them, Sesshomaru-san… now if you'll….”

Sesshomaru smacked the folders out of the man's hand and leaned forward, his dark bangs hanging into his eyes. “I've had enough of your excuses. We know you were in league with Onigumo Naraku.”

Anyone would have tried to falter, and lie their way around the fact, but sometimes when confronted with something both parties know is the truth, the one accused will give it away in non subtle ways. Takeyoshi flushed, went pale, and flushed again, the whole time speaking his lies. And Sesshomaru knew he was correct in his accusations.

“I don't know what you're talking about! Sesshomaru-san, know who you're talking to! I was with your father since year one! Why would I side with anyone else and do him in?” Takeyoshi tried to go for the guilt trip and Sesshomaru's vision began to go red. He backhanded his father's old friend across the face and hauled him across the desk by his collar. Takeyoshi sputtered and squawked as his long legs dragged across the desk's top and he was dumped unceremoniously onto the carpet.

“I don't care what you have to say about it, Takeyoshi-san. Now, if you'll come with us, we have much to talk about,” Sesshomaru leered. Takeyoshi kowtowed at his feet, scared out of his wits as he swore he saw the heir's eyes gleam with an unholy light. Myoga led the way as Sesshomaru marched at Takeyoshi's heels and they went to Sesshomaru's private conference room. The door slammed shut and clicked as Myoga locked them.

 

* * * *

 

Myoga opened the double doors, watching the security guards carry Takeyoshi out. The elderly businessman sported several bruises across his face, his hands twitching with fear. Myoga's lips quirked into a smile as he closed the doors. He turned to view his best friend's son. Sesshomaru sat behind his large desk, his head propped up on one hand, showing his exhaustion. Myoga felt a spark of admiration for the kid. He had turned into quite the cutthroat businessman, and he knew how to cut problems off. Sesshomaru, he now knew, could take care of business. The bent man cleared his throat and searched in his breast pocket for his pipe. Sesshomaru looked up, his nose working hard.

“Must you smoke that in here, Myoga-san? My head is killing me,” Sesshomaru growled. Myoga paused and regarded his boss with a wary smile, then tucked the pipe away.

“Takeyoshi has confirmed this one's suspicions. He was the link to Onigumo when your illustrious late father was diagnosed with illness,” Myoga said eloquently.

Sesshomaru tried not to groan, even though he knew he didn't have to keep up appearances around his father's oldest friend. “You've done well, Myoga-san. What about Takeyoshi's contacts? Are there any links from him in our establishment?”

Myoga stroked his whiskers and paused. “One would think there could be. I already have our loyal allies looking into it.”

“You make this sound as if it were an ancient war,” Sesshomaru finally made himself attempt a smile. Myoga winked and tapped a finger against the side of his slanted nose.

“You may be more right than you know, young master.”

“Hmph,” Sesshomaru grumbled. If he was a smoker, he'd be lighting a big one right about now. His nerves were about shot. Myoga's usual cryptic remarks weren't helping.

“We must keep in mind, Sesshomaru-san, that your new secretary was recommended by Takeyoshi,” Myoga continued. His voice cracked as sharp as a whip. Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes and looked up.

“I will question her and discover the truth. I will do this, Myoga-san, don't bother with her,” Sesshomaru growled. If it was true, he wanted to handle his girlfriend over his business partners. He had to discover if she was lying to him.

Myoga bowed and let himself out. Rin bumped into his chest.

“Oh, I'm so sorry, Myoga-san! I was just on my way to see Takahashi-san,” Rin smiled up at him. Myoga's old heart pounded painfully as he returned the cheerful woman's smile and made to doff an imaginary hat.

“He's in there as per usual, Rin-kun. He has a bit of a…. headache,” Myoga offered. Rin nodded and pushed her way in. Myoga's sharp ears caught the sound of her startled gasp at the state Sesshomaru was in. Myoga went on his way. He would have to sanction taking Takeyoshi to a safe house to continue the interrogation of their old comrade. When allies turned bad, it was a tragic event. But taint had to be scoured away.

 

“Sessh,” Rin said softly, her heart thumping hard when he raised his head. His eyes looked hard and unyielding. They slightly warmed as she made her way closer, but ever so slightly. Sesshomaru looked dark and distant, a fearful being to provoke. Rin stopped, faltering when he did not even greet her.

“Sessh? What's wrong?” she asked timidly, feeling like a mouse before a predator. Sesshomaru shook his head and closed his programs on the computer monitor.

“Nothing that can't be handled,” he said, and he meant it. Rin made her way forward and smoothed her hair from her face. Sesshomaru looked her up and down. His secretary wore her usual blouse and knee-length skirt and pumps, her long hair tied back into a simple bun. It was the simplicity that made her stand out, surprisingly. She didn't have to try too hard to look ravishing and Sesshomaru wanted nothing more than to take her in his arms and against his heart.

“Is there anything you need me to do?” Rin asked, her eyes lighting up with hope. Sesshomaru wanted to believe she meant it, that she wasn't acting. His groin surged, wanting to engage in extra activities and he leaned his chair back. Rin made to embrace him but he held her at arm's length.

“Wait, Rin,” he intoned. Rin looked so hurt, he almost felt bad. But he had to be hard and resolute, he had to see this through.

“Is it me?” she asked softly. Sesshomaru felt a moment's weakness and gathered her finally into his arms. He pulled her down to cuddle on his lap and ran his large hand over her hair.

“No. It's never you…” It could be if you're doing what we suspect you to be, Sesshomaru's mind thought darkly, but his hands soothed her trembling form. Rin traced her fingers across his face and kissed him softly. Sesshomaru's mouth stayed slack, holding still while Rin caressed his lips with hers gently. Finally he kissed back, his long fingers loosening her bun and sliding through her hair as it fell against her back.

He would have to question her. And the idea of her betraying his love made him sick.

`Please, gods, give me this last moment,' Sesshomaru prayed. Rin held him with gentle hands, sensing his need for affection. They stay twined on his large leather chair.

 

* * * *

 

“There they are!” Sango pointed. Miroku had his arm around his waist, and his face in her neck, and barely nodded. The couple made their way to the table Inuyasha and Kagome waved from. It was only a Tuesday night, but Fantasy Past was packed, and the dance floor was full of swaying bodies, dancing together or apart, generally just enjoying the loud music. Sango blushed as Miroku caressed her belly, then let her go with a pat, allowing her freedom to slide into the booth across from the Takahashi and the intern.

“How are you, girl?” Sango exclaimed, patting Kagome's hand across the table. The women laughed together while Inuyasha gave Miroku an askewed look. Then he laughed and watched Kagome loosen up with the presence of their friends. She was feeling more at ease, and that's what he wanted.

“Doing fine! I go back to work in two days,” Kagome smiled shyly. Miroku patted her hand across the table and squeezed. Kagome stared down at his large right hand, bare to the touch and smiled into her friend's dark eyes.

“You just take it easy, Kagome. We're here for you,” Miroku said seriously. Sango smiled as Kagome looked down, abashed but smiling.

“Her boss is the best, and he'll watch out for her,” Inuyasha drawled. Kagome squeezed Miroku's fingers and grinned.

“If not, I have Inuyasha to back me up,” Kagome blushed prettily. Inuyasha rubbed her neck affectionately under the table and watched her softly. Sango would have been jealous if Miroku hadn't decided he really wanted her, watching her old friend with a fond gaze. He was happy with this woman. Kagome-chan was the real deal.

“And me! You know I'll kick any man's ass,” Sango spoke up proudly. She and Kagome shared a giggle together, linking pinky fingers across the table.

“Even mine?” Miroku asked. Sango blushed and gave him a sly look.

“If you'll fall right where I want you to….” She warned in a teasing voice. Miroku laughed then stifled a moan as her fingers rubbed against his crotch under the table.

“Er… that is…. Hey, how bout a round of drinks??” Miroku flushed, digging through his wallet. Sango smiled and palmed his goods, then let him go.

The friends talked and enjoyed their time together under the pulsing lights of their favorite club. Inuyasha felt his heart rest at ease at each smile and at each laughing word of his girlfriends. It wasn't about the sex, it was about being close to her, and loving her. He hadn't told her yet, but his every action spoke it. Inuyasha was content to let things unravel at their gentle pace, but he wanted to tell her soon. Maybe this very night. Kagome seemed to sense his thoughts and squeezed his hand. Inuyasha's heart thudded almost painfully. Maybe, just maybe, she loved him too….

Inuyasha felt his chest seize, a sharp pain wracking his heart. The organ worked fitfully, trying to get through the bad moment. Kagome watched him with concern as Inuyasha squeezed his fist against his chest, breathing shallowly. He grinned and answered her, sipping hard at his beer as his heart pumped evenly. But his mind was pensive. What was that just now? Was something happening to his family? Was Sesshomaru in pain? Inuyasha's old feelings of trust for his aniki surfaced, then he remembered the horrible night of screaming and fighting and his heart faltered and went still.

`Keh. If something's wrong with that bastard, he can handle it just fine,” Inuyasha thought. He still felt strangely ill at his own thoughts.

 

Across town, Sesshomaru encountered Rin in his office and sat her down.

“You've been acting strange all day, Sesshomaru,” Rin said softly. Her breast was heavy, longing to know why her lover was being so distant today. He had embraced her, but there was still something obviously on his mind. She had tried to soothe him all day, but he was gone in his mind, working out his problem himself. It troubled Rin. She had made a decision about her father's wants, and she was nervous as it was.

Sesshomaru shook his head and folded his hands together. “There is something we need to talk about, Rin.” His voice was pitched low, not intimate, and sans passion. Rin tried not to fidget under his intense scrutiny.

“What about, Sessh?” she tried to smile. Sesshomaru watched her almost sadly.

“Takeyoshi, your recommendation into this company, has been found guilty of correspondences with Onigumo Naraku. Imagine my surprise he helped topple my father's business,” Sesshomaru said dryly. If Rin would let herself move, she'd be inching her way right up the fine leather chair. He waited.

“I'm… I'm so sorry…. I had no idea, Sessh….”

“That's not all. As he was your sponsor, I must extend that interrogation to you, to be sure. Have you anything to confess, Rin?” Sesshomaru's eyes went cold and dead and Rin felt her heart die within her.

No matter how she answered, truthfully, or to save her skin, she would lose him.

 

End for now

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