InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Into The Darkness ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: Don't own InuYasha… Because if I did people would shoot me…. Hell I would too. XP

 

 

This chapter contains ADULT SITUATIONS. If you DO NO like to read such then please LEAVE because this story was rated M for a reason, and not only because of it being a dark tale. ENJOY!

 

 

Into The Darkness

 

By Miztikal-Dragon

 

Chapter Two

 

Music floated up from the radio, soft melodies of blues, jazz, and doo-wop bouncing off white walls as clothing was thrown around from dresser draws to the twin sized bed in the corner. Rin tossed her long hair into a messy bun, stray strands curling around her face as she desperately hurried to get ready, damn how frustrating could things get?

 

In two and a half hours Kohaku would be over helping her grab her bags and taking them out to his sister's new vehicle she'd loaned him for the weekend. Two and a half hours and counting and Rin had neglected pack until the very last minute like always. Her mother stood in the doorway of her room, a laundry basket on her hip watching as Rin pulled clothing out of her closet before tossing it onto the bed to pack.

 

“Take a few pairs of jeans, a few sweaters, plenty of undergarments and socks -no don't you put that skirt in you'll freeze your butt off!”

 

Rin wanted to pull out her hair in frustration. Why was it so hard to pack clothing for a trip that was only going to last three, maybe four days tops? Never before had she felt so nervous and out of place; she was practically on the verge of a melt down and it was only ten in the morning. Grabbing the oversized duffle bag out of the monstrosity that had been labeled her closet, Rin dumped all of its contents onto the floor, throwing it over her should and onto her bed before rummaging through her closet once again.

 

“What's going on?” Rin's father peeked his head into his daughter's room glancing questioningly at his wife of twenty some odd years.

 

“World War II,” she calmly replied kissing his cheek. “don't worry it'll be okay, she won't tear down the walls just yet.”

 

“I hope them red sox win the pennant this year,” Rin said throwing pairs of sock behind her some bouncing off the walls and onto the floor rolling back behind her feet.

 

“World series, not pennant,” her father corrected lovingly. “They won't win though because they aren't as good as the Yankees. Not by a long shot.”

 

“Long live Queen Elizabeth, crush them damn Yankee doodles!”

 

“Rin that's not funny,” the man puffed out his chest in a childish huff before waling off mumbling about hippie children who didn't understand what the American Revolution was all about. Dusting her hands on her pants Rin glanced to her mother and jutted out her bottom lip like a kicked puppy.

 

“Help,” it was meant as a signal for aid and her mother smiled coming to her daughter's rescue.

 

“You shouldn't razzle your father that way,” she chided picking up a pair of Rin's jeans and folding them. “You know how much it bothers him.”

 

“It's the politician in me I swear,” Rin defended taking her mother's lead and beginning to fold up her clothing. “Can't fight what's in the blood, besides it's fun teasing him.”

 

“I know dear, I know.”

 

With her mother's guidance, Rin was finally able to finish packing with forty-five minutes to spare. Her father came to lug the bulging duffle back into the living room and after an embarrassing conversation about safe sex and making them proud, Rin managed to eat a sandwich, only red faced and mentally scarred for life. They were elbow deep into playing charades when Rin's ears caught the sound of Sango's bronco and she squealed loudly losing focus and falling from the flamingo pose she had been in.

 

Picking herself up off the floor, Rin scrambled to the door and flung it open, sprinting to where Kohaku was walking up the driveway. Her arms were in front of her and she practically jumped into his chest as she called his name, his own arms wrapping around her and pulling her close his laughter light and heartwarming.

 

“It looks like somebody's missed me,” Kohaku said pulling Rin away to arms length, a lopsided grin plaster on his face.

 

“All lies, malicious lies!” She giggled hooking her arms around his waist and standing on her tiptoes to kiss him. “I only want you for your body. Brains are mushy and everyone's got one these days.”

 

Kohaku melted into her lips, his hands cupping her cheeks as his tongue slid between parted lips. It had been only a day and a half since he'd last seen her, but it almost felt like a lifetime; he didn't ever want to be away from her. They stood there for a while, lost in each other's embrace, phasing out the entire world around them and only focusing on the other.

 

It took him several times to pull out of Rin's arms and when he was able to, a cherry red blush painted his face gazing at the doorway where Rin's parents stood, a camera held over Rin's mother's face and the flash going off and depositing a photograph. Only one of the many in her father's large hands. Groaning mentally, Kohaku gripped Rin's hand and walked over to her parents, the woman enveloping him into a tight hug and giving Rin's father a firm handshake.

 

The two women headed into the kitchen for last minute snacks and it left Kohaku alone with Rin's father. Toshi, Rin's father wasn't too much of a strict man, definitely not a harsh man, but for the life of him Kohaku was scared shitless of the shorter middle-aged man. Maybe it was because he hadn't had a father figure in his life, his own dying before Kohaku was three in some kind of freak accident, yet whatever the reason it still made him awfully nervous.

 

“I hope I can trust you with my daughter alone for the next few days,” Toshi said handing Kohaku the heavy duffle bag.

 

He swallowed the lump in his throat thinking about what he was going to say. It wasn't like he went around asking men for their daughter's hand in marriage everyday after all. And the thought of being rejected by the man next to him was a thought Kohaku couldn't afford to harbor and come true. He wanted to things the honorable way, the way his sister said he should.

 

“I'm gunna ask Rin to marry me,” Kohaku said too quickly that he thought Rin's father hadn't heard him.

 

He was treading on thin ice and he knew it and the fear in his stomach brought the bile rising to the back of his throat. Kohaku hoped that Toshi wouldn't yell or refuse Kohaku into letting him become a paort of his family. Having silence being his only companion at the moment, Kohaku shuffled from one foot to the other, keeping his eyes down cast as he gently tossed the duffle bag into the back of the bronco with his own.

 

“What do you thing she'll say?” Her father was solemn and it made him nervous, his hand reaching into his pocket and fingering the small box containing the engagement ring he worked blood, sweat, and tears to pay for.

 

“I'm hoping she'll say yes,” he was afraid of being rejected by her, deathly afraid and despite knowing how much she said she cared for him he couldn't help but have his doubts. “I love your daughter so much sir—“

 

Rin's father clapped his hand roughly on Kohaku's back causing him to stumble forward and almost loosing balance. “I know my child boy and you make her happy. She won't say no.”

 

Those words lifted dead weight off Kohaku's chest and he let out the breath he wasn't aware he's been holding. His future was looking brighter and it brought a smile to his face knowing that Rin's father was accepting Kohaku into his small family. No longer were the silences between him and Rin's father awkward and nerve wracking and as Rin came skipping out of the door, her arms loaded down with what he assumed to be road trip munchies, he saw the brilliant glow on her face and he knew he was making the right decision.

 

He eased the bulging backs off Rin's arms and placed them in the backseat listening to Rin as she began her over drawn out and dramatic farewells to her parents. It sounded more like final goodbyes then just a goodbye and see you in a few days and his eyebrows scrunched together for a moment. Kohaku was given another hug by Rin's mother as Rin hopped into the passenger seat, laughter and teasing jabs thrown at her father followed by more relentless giggling from the seventeen year old.

 

Kohaku rolled his eyes and put on his seat belt, reminding Rin to do the same before starting the engine and driving off down the street. Rin hung out the window waving ecstatically to her parents and Kohaku thought about weird Rin's family was when it came to saying bye like they may not come back.

 

“Why does your family always get so excited and obsessive when you say goodbye?” He asked turning down the radio and glancing at Rin out of the corner of his eye.

 

“Oh,” her eyebrows scrunched together and she frowned. “It's because when my mom and dad were younger before they were married they went on a trip to visit my grandparents and the plane they were on crashed and my dad wasn't found in the wreckage till three days later because he had gotten up to use the rest room right before it happened. So my mom gets wierded out and we do it to make her feel better in case anything does happen.”

 

She said it so seriously and solemnly that Kohaku found it hard to swallow the thickness in his throat, it sent chills up his spine and it made him want to knock on wood and pray that everything went okay. Normally he didn't believe in bad omens or luck, but something about what she said stirred fear in his heart.

 

Brushing those thoughts from his mind, Kohaku focused his attention on driving as Rin blared the radio, her voice fluttering in his ears as she sang along to the music. Her hair tickled the side of his face, the wind from her rolled down window blowing through the midnight locks. It was going to be a long yet relaxing drive.

 

It was six hours later before they reached their destination. Six hours of driving on highways, freeways, and residential areas that got them lost at least twice. Rin however, didn't mind because she loved being able to spend alone time with the boy next to her, watching him as he drove, the serious look on his face as he grumbled about reckless drivers. It was another side to Kohaku, one that she loved just as much as she loved all of his sides and she sang off key louder to bring a smile to his face and occasionally short laughter.

 

When they pulled up to the cabin Rin could barely contain her excitement, ocean blue eyes wide and sparkling. White snow was blanketed over the ground, her feet sinking two inches into the cold ice when she jumped out of her seat. It was cold, but not enough for her to freeze and she mentally thanked her mother for giving her the warm and fluffy winter coat.

 

Rin shrugged on the said pink coat and zipped it up, pulling her hair free and allowing it to flow over the unused hood. She was beginning to feel as though she was in some magical winter wonderland, small white snowflakes falling onto her like frozen rain, it was perfect. Following Kohaku's lead, Rin hefted her duffle bag nearly falling over from the sheer weight, but managing to keep her balance before grabbing some of the plastic bags out of the backseat and following behind Kohaku to the front door.

 

“I have to turn on the heater still,” Kohaku said flipping the light switch on. “So I wouldn't take your coat off quiet yet. Miroku and Sango haven't been here in a few months so I'm not sure how much food there is. We might have to go back down into the nearest town and by some groceries.”

 

“Yes daddy,” she teased tossing down her duffle bag next to Kohaku's and trekking into the small kitchen to dump the various bags of junk food and bottled soda that would keep them fed for at least a day or so.

 

Rin felt Kohaku creepy up behind her and chills ran up and down her spine, her breath catching in her throat as she turned around. Kohaku towered over her, pinning her tightly against the counter with his hands on either side of her and the deep dark brown of his eyes. So many emotions ran across his face and Rin felt her own heating as he came closer, each inch taking what felt like hours; the hot tickling breath brushing on her face and she felt her mouth run dry instantly.

 

“Kohaku,” she all but moaned, her eyes drooping closed as his body pressed flush with hers and electricity sparked between them.

 

His eager mouth crashed over hers stealing away her breath as her hands grabbed at his open coat, grinding him against her achingly hot body. A strong knee parted her thighs and rubbed her and even through the thick fabric of her denim jeans she could feel him teasing her with his thigh and she moaned louder, her lips parting and sucking Kohaku's tongue into her yearning mouth.

 

She was drowning in him, losing control and the sound of a zipper being pulled down had her trembling as Kohaku continued to plunder her mouth hungrily. Calloused and cold fingers slipped under her cotton shirt and Rin gasped breaking their kiss, the heat pouring from her body and the shivers that Kohaku's fingers brought in their wake was amazing as they traveled across her stomach. Her mind was a jumbled mess, her jacket slipping off her shoulders and bunching around her elbows that were bent and clutching Kohaku's biceps as his lips danced on her neck, sucking the abused flesh in between those parted lips and nibbling on it with sharp teeth.

 

“Oh,” she moaned tossing her head back and banging it on the wooden cabinet behind her. “Oh sw-sweet Jesus—“

 

Rin nearly cried out when Kohaku's hand slipped underneath her bra, his fingertips brushing over her nipple and she felt them harden, heat pooling between her thighs. Her breath was coming out in short needy gasps as he continued teasing her, his fingers pinching and rolling the beaded bud, his mouth finding the other and sucking on it through the cotton of her shirt.

 

The hardness of his desire pressed firmly into her, humping her and Rin bit down on her lower lip trying to bite back her moans of pleasure and failing miserably. She was so hot, burning with an unspeakable need that she clawed off her jacket and dug her nails into Kohaku's shoulders, her hips jerking and filling her ears with Kohaku's low and husky moan. His hand that wasn't relentlessly teasing her slipped behind her and with experienced ease pulled at the clasp of her bra, the material instantly loosening much to Rin's surprise.

 

“Fuck Rin,” he whispered into her ear biting down on the lobe, his hands grabbing her waist and thrusting against her with his pelvis. “I love you so much.”

 

She melted at his words, her head lowering and catching his slightly parted lips with her own. Shoes were heeled out of and she wrapped her arms around his neck, her hands fisting into his shoulder length hair. Kohaku's hands undid the button of her jeans and slipped under her panties cupping her and a long slender finger slipped between her heated folds and she all but screamed into Kohaku's mouth, her hips arching desperately into his touch.

 

Relentlessly he teased her, pumping his finger into her sweltering center, adding a second and a third, stretching her; the pad of his thumb brushing over a swollen nub of spasming nerves and easily throwing her over the edge of ecstasy, his mouth eagerly swallowing her moans and mewling.

 

With Khoaku's forehead against hers Rin tried to even out her heavy breathing. She had never felt anything quite like this before in her entire life and the pleasure it brought left her body tingling, it was something she most definitely wanted to experience again and soon if she had her say in the matter. Brushing a chaste kiss on Kohaku's lips, Rin heard his strained moan as well as feel the stiff hardness almost crushed against her thigh and Rin wanted to make Kohaku feel the way she had and so much more.

 

“Rin,” Kohaku whispered pulling slightly away and meeting ocean blue with brown. He was nervous and Rin felt it, but she couldn't get any words of comfort from her lips. The way he stared at her, his eyes filled with so much love and fear it made her breathless, curious, and frightened of what he was going to say. “I was going to wait till tomorrow—but I can't. I mean - I..”

 

“What is it Kohaku?” She worried on her bottom lip almost groaning as Kohaku's hand slipped from her warmth.

 

He watched the way her cheeks flushed with heat and the way her kiss-swollen lips were practically begging to be molested again. It made the blood rush to his groin and he forcibly swallowed the lump in his throat as he jammed his hand into his pocket and grabbed the tiny box. There was no going back now, he told himself. It was now or never and he felt his control slipping as Rin innocently brushed against his aching need and he had to grit his teeth to suppress the moan.

 

“Marryme,” he said it and for a moment Rin thought she had heard wrong.

 

“Huh?” She questioned dumbly allowing Kohaku's fingers to entwine with her own.

 

“I love you Rin,” Kohaku told her slowly, brushing his lips over her nose. “P-please marry me.”

 

Without waiting for her answer Kohaku slipped the ring out of the box and onto her finger, his lips brushing over her knuckles when he brought her hand to his mouth. He wanted to watch her out of the corner of his eyes but he couldn't pull on enough courage to do so. He was afraid that she'd tell him no, that she didn't love him the way he did and if she did then he might as well die because he didn't know how he would be able to keep on living if she wasn't by his side.

 

“I-I don't know what to say,” unshed tears filled her eyes as she glanced at her hand, the small stone on her finger sparkling.

 

“If you love me as much as I do you, say yes.”

 

Rin thought for a moment, her eyes lowering and her hands held by Kohaku's hard enough she believed they would break under his hold. Did she love him enough to spend the rest of her life with him? Well of course she did, it was a no brainer, but the shock of him actually asking threw her head first into shock that it almost robbed her of rational thought. She loved Kohaku and that's all there was to it and the realization that she was going to be marrying him filled her stomach with butterflies and she found herself overwhelmed with giggles.

 

Her soft laughter grew louder and confused Kohaku, his heart diving into his stomach, but when Rin's eyes lifted to meet his and he found them overflowing with tears he nearly died. His hands cupped her face, thumbs brushing away the moisture and he promised himself that he'd wait for her answer, even if it killed him.

 

“Oh Kohaku,” she hiccupped, wiping her nose as he released her, the backs of her hands scrubbing the tears from her face.

 

Not forgetting to answer Kohaku's question, Rin practically threw herself into his unsuspecting arms, showering him with kisses, her soft laughter bubbling out of her throat and she pulled him closer than she thought possible, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist. Kohaku stumbled forward, his hands grabbing onto the countertop trying to keep them from falling and cracking their heads in as Rin kissed him senselessly.

 

Without missing a beat, Kohaku poured every last emotion he felt into their kiss, his hands holding Rin up as he stumbled across the room, his feet catching under the carpet and almost tripping him, yet by some twisted hand of fate he managed to stay on his feet and made it to the pitch black room before losing control of himself as Rin began nipping at the flesh of his neck; her body arching against his and tempting him to throw her to the floor and have his way with her like some savage and hungry beast. However he wouldn't do that, not yet at least.

 

Once in the bedroom, Kohaku pealed Rin off of him, a low moan escaping his lips as she clawed off his jacket and shirt, the both of them suddenly too hot for clothing. Hungry lips devoured the others as clothing was thrown haphazardly onto the floor, jeans being stripped and thrown over Kohaku's shoulder as he crawled onto the large bed, crawling to Rin and covering with his naked flesh. Her body trembled under his and he wasted no time as his hands touched every inch of her that up until now had been a no-go zone.

 

Gently Kohaku teased Rin's exposed flesh, tasting the sweet salty taste of her, his teeth nipping at her collarbone, fingers ghosting down her body to the wetness pooling between her legs. Her hips arched into his touch, her moans loud in his ear as she parted herself for him to rest in between her legs. His free hand entwined with hers and slid up above her head as his hardness rubbed across her wet folds and neither of them could resist the breathlessness that came with the intimate contact.

 

Hungrily Rin raised her hips to meet Kohaku's, his teasing hand traveling down her hip to steady her as he pressed himself into her, easing into her heat and as slowly as Kohaku knew how to, filling her.

 

“Shit,” Rin gasped at the tightness, her breath coming out in short pants, but she couldn't wait and pulled Kohaku down to her, kissing him and bucking into him almost desperately.

 

They clung to each other as Kohaku began a slow pace, his body arching forwards, his eyes open wide watching Rin while his hips thrusted deeper into her wanton body. It was a kind of fulfilling pleasure neither of them felt before and all too soon it seemed to end. Their releases came hard and fast, loud cries of the other's name falling from dry lips and before Kohaku collapsed, he pulled the thick fur like blanket from the edge of the bed covering their sweat slicked forms and gathering Rin tightly into his arms; kissing her forehead as sleep consumed him.

 

 

E/N: well, this was absolutely my first Rin/Kohaku scene. I love the pairing, but often find myself with the other, more loveable one of Rin/Sesshomaru. Sadly I haven't even started the next chapter, but I am already plotting it out and I'm wicked excited about it.

 

Thanks for all the reviews so far, they make me giggle and I hope that you liked this chapter because despite the fluffy-ness I really liked it.. (sighs) oh well.

 

I'll try updating in the next couple of days, try as it lock myself up somewhere till I write it all down in my note book. So please leave more comments!

 

Kah-Ristol