InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Into The Darkness ❯ Chapter Nine ( Chapter 10 )

Disclaimer: No, I don't own them, never will, but a girl can dream.

Warnings: This chapter contains material not meant for the faint of heart. If you do not like this type of material then I don't understand why you read anything I write. THIS CHAPTER IS NOT FOR CHILDRERN!

Wow, I did not think I was going to update 2 stories this weekend. Hell, I didn’t think I would be able to sit still long enough or have my short attention span cooperate as much as it did. Then again it happens sometimes. I’m hoping that I’ll even be able to update one of my other Rin/Sessh stories “A First Time For Everything” later today.

Well this is the chapter all of you have been waiting for and it was brought to you by Moulin Rouge. Well mainly the song “El Tango De Roxanne” which is one of THE BEST songs in that movie.

I guess I just have a think with soundtracks this weekend and it’s working my magic! Hope you all enjoy!!!!

Into The Darkness

By Miztikal-Dragon


Chapter Nine


If there was one thing Rin learned after all her years of captivity it was that she no longer liked people. Not all people per say, but the large crowds they loved to come in. She didn’t remember how she’d let Kagome talk her into running errands with her, or how the easygoing woman managed to get Sesshomaru to let Rin out of his constant supervision, but both seemed to happen.


So here she was standing awkwardly in some crowded and over priced super mall twelve miles from her current residence surrounded by clothing. The bench she’d been told to stay by was completely covered with cotton and denim, polyester and pleather - not to mention a few others that escaped her mind. And when Kagome came back, her arms filled with more, Rin was delicately shoved into the closest dressing room and forced to strip.


Rin didn’t like the small confining room or the fact that all the clothing Kagome brought her were light or very various colorful collections of shirts and blouses. She didn’t want to give herself a splash of life, she liked black; however, after five minutes of silent boycotting, Kagome joined her inside the dressing room and showed Rin that even a girl with infinite patience and a sparkling smile could give a demonic glare.


Okay so maybe irritating Kagome wasn’t the brightest thing, she now could understand what InuYasha meant by her being a spitfire, and after a while Rin forgot she wasn’t supposed to be having fun and cracked a small smile. Somehow she found it easier to behave like she used to all those years ago, it was easier to let go and be crazy, yet not enough to be ridiculously happy. She had fun, yes, but it wasn’t something she really wanted to dwell on.


By the end of the day Rin’s feet hurt, her arms weighed down by many large bulging plastic bags and despite everything, she had an enormous grin on her face that hurt her cheeks. For once she could call it a good day. Kagome sat at the food court table chewing on a simple hotdog on a stick looking like a cat with catnip and Rin felt her heart warm up spying long silver hair out of the corner of her eyes.


InuYasha sauntered to the table they were at, practically throwing himself into Kagome’s lap and stealing the last few bites of her hotdog and Rin couldn’t help but laugh at the small fight that broke out. She noticed the way they threw insults at each other and though at fist she’d been appalled, she’d later learned that neither of them meant anything by it.


Rin guessed play fighting was good to a point, though she’d never had the chance to experience it. Kohaku was never the type to fight, he was too nice - too innocent and naïve; just like she’d been. Her companions (as cute as they were) made Rin realize exactly what she was missing and how she’d never get their kind of closeness with another person and she softly excused herself and headed towards the restroom bay.


The cold water felt good against her face and she sighed heavily glancing at herself in the mirror. She was pathetic, stupid, and a monster. She couldn’t keep her emotions at bay any longer and somehow kept getting herself deeper and deeper into a mess she’d fallen into. It was times like these that she wished she could just disappear and crawl back into the hole she was pulled from.


“Jeez Rin, depressing much?” She asked her reflection wiping the moisture away with a paper towel. She didn’t want to be this way, no one did, but it wasn’t like she knew how to make things change.


Heading out of the restroom bay and back to where Kagome and InuYasha were, Rin worried on her lower lip, she shouldn’t have left Sesshomaru’s home because she wasn’t ready for this yet. She wasn’t ready for the overwhelming feeling that people were watching her, staring into her. It made her want to dash out of the super mall and just run until there was nowhere left for her to run or until she blacked out and collapsed from fatigue.


It was a nagging feeling in the back of her mind and quickly surveying the area around her as she picked up her bags she found her heart skipping a beat. Blue eyes stared intently at her from a few yards away, bronze arms crossed over a toned chest and Rin couldn’t breathe. She knew the wolf demon was watching her,


Koga - his hollow eyes and piercing gaze that gave her nightmares. He blended into the crowd perfectly, something that Rin knew she’d never be able to accomplish and for the first time in almost sixty lonely and dark years she thought she was going to die as he headed in her direction.


“Rin,” InuYasha’s voice cut into her brain and as his hand gripped her shoulder she flinched from his touch wanting desperately to run or scream. “Hey Rin you okay?”


She blinked rubbing her eyes and just like a wild dream, Koga was gone. “Um - yeah, sorry I just… It’s been a long day.”


InuYasha gave her the “yeah right” look and snorted before taking most of the bags from her and Kagome. He didn’t need to believe her, Rin didn’t care about his feelings, not now at least, but she couldn’t help but glance over her shoulder as they piled everything into the trunk of his car. Paranoia was beginning to set in her bones and she wasn’t able to relax until she was “hone” again, locked in her room away from all prying eyes.


Naraku knew where she was hiding so to say, it was painfully obvious and she wondered why it was taking the filthy half-breed so long to come after her. He refused to wait for anything and if there was one thing Rin was positive about was that Naraku wasn’t known for his patience at all.


Was he really just biding his time having Koga watching her? Was she even important enough to warrant such attention? Oh god she hoped not, but she wasn’t sure about anything anymore, well not since Sesshomaru showed up in the picture.


Sighing heavily even for herself, Rin tossed and turned on the normally comfortable mattress, lazily throwing her arms over her eyes to block out the annoying fluorescent lights. Maybe she’d only been seeing things, the human need for drama making her eyes play horrible tricks on her. Well, whatever it was it did a great job of making her jumpy and nervous because she highly doubted she’d be getting sleep anytime soon.


Letting herself lie in bed awake a while longer Rin tried to clear her thoughts of everything and when it didn’t work she finally rose. There was no point in trying if she knew nothing would come of it and a little grumpily she left the confines of her room. It wasn’t often that she found herself aimlessly wandering around the sleeping home; however, tonight was one of those nights.


She hated nights like these, not because she was incapable of sleep or the endless thoughts that rampaged in her head, but the way the emotions hidden deep within her heart were easier to see. Rin felt herself letting go of the darkness and the hate that she’d been struggling to hold onto and it was making her feel weak. There was still so much more that she had left to do and now she couldn’t find the strength to do anything but live in the moment and it was beginning to scare her.


Was there something she was forgetting? Something important and now it felt like the life she lived until now had been nothing but an empty and lonely dream. Nothing seemed to make sense anymore, yet a part of her wished she could forget and start all over again. Then maybe she could pick up the pieces of her broken soul and carry on. Rin didn’t need happiness to live out her life, she knew that already and she wasn’t expecting anything either.


“It’s late,” his baritone voice threw Rin from her inner thoughts and she jumped clutching her thundering heart. “You should be asleep.”


“I’m not tired,” she hadn’t noticed him sitting on the leather couch, long hair swept over his shoulder and a glass of amber liquid lazing in his hand.


His head tilted a little in her direction and his eyes closed almost seductively as he took a drink from his glass. Rin suddenly had the feeling that she was intruding on Sesshomaru’s privacy time, but the moment his glowing orbs caught hers she knew she was being drawn into something.


“Come,” Sesshomaru called like an echo crossing his left leg over his right. “Sit.”


The way he spoke was hypnotizing and she had to hold herself backing order to keep herself from complying. It wasn’t like she wanted to be difficult, but Sesshomaru had been expecting a piece of her from the beginning and it was a piece that she was unwilling to share. Call it selfish and foolhardy, but for Rin it was self-preservation.


“I’d better not,” she whispered softly tearing her eyes away from his piercing gaze. “I didn’t mean to intrude, I’ll go.”


She turned to leave and instead of the hallway, Rin stared straight into the lightly dressed Sesshomaru. Three seconds, all it had taken him was three seconds to get from the couch to her, and it stole the breath from her lungs.


He towered over her, his silver hair like a curtain of silk and anything she’d been planning to say was instantly forgotten. How could someone like him throw her so much off balance with only one look? Without even touching her, yet have so much power over her? It was almost maddening to a point, but what about him wasn’t?


Rin stepped back to bring some space between her and Sesshomaru; however, he had different plans. For every step back she took, he took one forward until they were caught up in a hypnotic trance of give and take. They might as well been dancing around each other because that’s what it would have looked like to any onlookers.


It was a dangerous game she was playing with Sesshomaru, one that she was losing at and before long he had her cornered against the countertop, her fingers bracing her as if she were plotting to run, which would have been an idiotic choice. Slowly he closed in on her, his amber eyes drowning her with an unknown emotion. He frightened her, but excited her and she worried on her lower lip when he trapped her between his strong arms.


“Stop trying to run from me,” he was commanding yet seductive and Rin’s throat ran dry.


He wanted her, could taste her on his lips from just the memory of a kiss and it was driving him insane. He couldn’t think properly most days, let alone about anything else but the feel of her underneath him. It was as though she worked her way into his skin and there was no way of getting rid of her. She went against his character, Rin did, and he wanted nothing more than to be rid of her but then again, he couldn’t.


She had become his choice of drug and the way she stared up at him with that doe-eyed expression made him want to do things to her that he had no business doing with a human child. That’s what she was compared to him, a mere child, and yet it didn’t the yearning for her touch go away. If anything his constant denial made his urges that much more stronger and unbearable for him.


“I shouldn’t,” Rin wasn’t convinced by her own protest but she continued to try even if it was futile. “It’s late and I’m a little…”


His lips covered hers in a demanding kiss muting any more of her useless words. There had been a longing in her overly expressive eyes, a need that he could feel building in his own body and he wasn’t about to let her dictate anything to him.


And just like their last encounter, Rin instantly melted into him, succumbing to him and he felt the powerful jolt of electricity spark. None of it was enough for him and Sesshomaru crushed her against him, his clawed hands digging into her delicate flesh.


Rin gasped and moaned eagerly into his mouth, her tiny hands fisting into his clothing roughly enough to rip some of the seams. With one kiss it quickly escalated to a battle of dominance. Sesshomaru’s overpowering need to consume her causing him to almost violently whip her body around, her back smacking against a wall or two. Rin’s muddled mind blocked all of the pain as Sesshomaru’s hand traveled up her thigh, his clawed hands unleashing a wave of gooseflesh on her.


She couldn’t control herself as much as Sesshomaru could himself, yet at some point they managed to get from the open living room to the closed off space of his bedroom. It was amazing, even to her; however, her brain clicked off once again as Sesshomaru’s mouth met her exposed flesh. He was like a madman on a mission, his lips and hands nipping and teasing, going from hard to soft and if Rin had a thought to herself left it would be that she would have bruises from him in the morning.


There was no sensual pleasure between Rin and Sesshomaru, but merely Sesshomaru forcing Rin to bare his frustration and his aching need and Rin’s sudden desire to forget everything and feel something she once thought she’d lost forever. There was no love, Rin didn’t have the strength for it and Sesshomaru had no time or patience for it. They were just overtaken by the moment and it wasn’t letting either of them go for the time being.


And then, Sesshomaru filled her with his need, her hot skin slick underneath his fingertips. She was intoxicating and exotic the way her chest heaved in sync with his movements, the give and taken and the way they fit so perfectly was enough to steal away some of the harshness in his eyes. Each move she made, each breath she took, it was more than he could stand and he lost himself-- captured by the smell of her burning itself in his nose.


She writhed wantonly against him, her nails digging almost painfully in his shoulders, but it only egged him on further. Although for Rin it was different. She could feel the flesh on her back burning, her muscles tensing with pain, it was like her skin was melting and touching Sesshomaru so intimately hurt worse than she could bare.


She arched against him to try and relieve some of the pain as he came, his clawed hands running down her back and Rin cried out, her nails tearing Sesshomaru’s skin. She couldn’t breathe suddenly and she felt her body going slack and it wasn’t from intense pleasure either. It happened all in an instant and Rin allowed herself to sink into the nothingness hoping that she could be free.


Sesshomaru woke some time in the early morning, his muscles aching in a good way and he yawned tiredly rolling onto his side. He expected his little obsession with Rin to have been smothered like a useless campfire would be and yet when he saw her he couldn’t help but lick his lips. She was even more beautiful than he originally believed her to be and instead of shrinking, his need for her only grew.


Long ebony hair was fanned out over creamy pale flesh, a tiny hand resting near her face hiding her overly expressive eyes from him even in sleep. Softly, he ran his fingertips over the curve of her slightly bruised lips, slowly trailing down the column of her throat to her pert breasts. He didn’t let the small chain on her neck go unnoticed, or the small ring on it as he began teasing the now hardened bud.


He would find out everything about her down to the very last drop and he wouldn’t be satisfied completely until then. Pinching the hardened nipple, he heard Rin’s soft moan, gooseflesh covering her before she rolled onto her side, her arm hiding her bare chest from his eyes and torturous hand.


However, that did not deter him as he spooned himself against her, his lips brushing her shoulder as his hand traveled south. Her body was hot against his, his breath quickening and his blood beginning to race with merely the thought of her moaning lips. Effortlessly his hand slid between her legs cupping her heat before a teasing appendage slipped inside her and he felt himself stiffen with suppressed desire.


“Hmmm… Kohaku,” but it was also her breathy moan that destroyed it.



E/N: Well I was throwing this around in my head for a while and while I love the sexy Sess/Rin moments I hoped to make it evident that not every sexual encounter is how the novels and other story portray.


Just to serve as a warning, this story is heading down a darker path, it was never meant to be a full out romance story, but you probably already knew that reading thus far. THANKYOU to everyone who has reviewed, you guys rock my socks off something wicked crazy!


Until Next time!