InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Into The Darkness ❯ Chapter Ten ( Chapter 11 )
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By: MIztikal_Dragon 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.31.2008 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 304 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.31.2008 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 304 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own anyone from the cast of InuYasha... because if I did this would be one angsty little world.
Well it seems like forever since I posted anything new. This chapter was actually easy to write once I was able to sit down and focus. Work's been more stressful lately with the failing housing market, and the economy plummet here in the U.S.A. and there seems to be a never ending supply of paperwork. GAH!
This story is going in a whole new direction than I already planned and I'm loving the twists, so I hope that you readers will enjoy it also. THANK YOU for all the reviews left, I love them hardcore and they brighten up my day!
Into The Darkness
By Miztikal-Dragon
Chapter Ten
By Miztikal-Dragon
All it had been was one time, something completely spontaneous and unlike her, but it was enough to give doubt a blossoming chance. How could she allow herself to get so weak, to sleep with someone she didn’t know? However, to Rin it was another blatant example of how pathetic she really was.
She couldn’t dream about harboring love in her heart, not after what happened, yet she could open her legs like a wanton slut to the first guy who have her the “come hither” look. Sure she wasn’t the only party at fault, it took two after all, although she couldn’t help but feel like she was betraying Kohaku.
And the funny part was that Rin should have known better from the start because since that night Sesshomaru no longer followed her with his eyes. He still kept her at him home and was polite in an icy distant way, but that’s all it was. It was as though he was disgusted with her and if the eerie distance wasn’t enough of a hint than the dirty glares she felt digging into her back when she wasn’t looking were.
Okay, so maybe his new attitude towards her was making her a little neurotic, then again, she refused to believe she’d been relatively sane when she first arrived to his home. Rin felt like she was being tossed away like last week’s rotted fruit and she found herself watching InuYasha and Kagome’s two daughters while they were home. Their antics kept Rin busy and her mind occupied from depressing topics and just when she thought everything was going in a direction she wanted, it suddenly changed again.
The girls loved pulling pranks, it was their livelihood and being normally over cautious Rin should have see it coming a mile away. She’d spent the whole day drifting, casually reading or lounging about until two pairs of puppy eyes found her and she’d gotten herself talked into playing with them.
Kagome had been the first to urge her to go since they would only get louder and InuYasha would be home by the end of the hour. So not thinking at all, she let the youngest take her hand and lead her out into the backyard. The older child was rambling on and one about the game she wanted Rin to play and after a small, yet surprisingly intellectual debate on why Rin had to close her eyes, she caved in and obeyed the ten year old.
It wasn’t like they were going to shove her into a hole or anything, Sesshomaru had made them burry all of them after he’d almost fallen in, besides, they didn’t pull pranks on Sesshomaru, they knew better. Rin k new that she didn’t have anything to fuss about, not while the two girl’s chimed in together talking over the other and she felt herself slightly unwinding.
Well, at least she had been until four tiny hands shoved her and all she heard was the childish laughter and the sound of a gate closing behind her. She felt her heart racing as she stumbled, her hands grabbing onto anything that would keep her standing. Her stomach was knotting violently as she stared at two smiling faces from the opposite side of the fence.
“Let me out!” She snapped grabbing at the door only for the lock the youngest held to snap shut.
“Ooops,” they both giggled loudly and Rin felt her heart jump into her throat. “Don’t worry Bruno and Amos don’t bite.”
“Bruno and Amos?” she whispered softly dreading the nagging feeling that they weren’t names to some distant relative who lived in the backyard. “Oh God please let me out!”
“Yeah silly,” they were ignoring her plea and she wanted to cry knowing they weren’t going to comply. “Bruno and Amos’ are daddy’s wolves.”
If there was one thing Rin wasn’t ready to face, it would have been knowing that she’d allowed herself to be led like an idiot into literally speaking, the wolf’s den. She could feel the gooseflesh crawling up her spine and her entire body went rigid. She had no way out, Rin was locked in and being gawked and laughed at by children who thought it was funny to torture unsuspecting people.
Maybe Rin could have handled it if her caged canine companions had stayed hidden inside their wooden retreat, but a distant howl brought the pair out and they weren’t entirely happy to see her. Fangs were bared and the large wolves looked massive to Rin as they stalked her. She remembered the feel of their eyes, the menace in their step and she tried desperately to blend in with the wired fence in vain.
It was then that the two girls ran off yelling towards the house leaving Rin to try and hopelessly defend herself against two sets of massive jaws. She cried for help tugging at the locked gate violently, the wolves’ loud growls sounding off behind her like a firing squad.
She didn’t want to go this way-- not mauled by bloodthirsty beasts in result of a child’s prank it wasn’t fair. It wasn’t right that she’d be ripped to pieces and Rin snapped, screaming bloody murder hoping that the fence would buckle and give her a fighting chance. To Rin’s disappointment the fence didn’t buckle, instead a hand reached through the fence and pulled her.
She couldn’t understand what was happening to her until her face met the hard ground, the gate clinking behind her and the loud thundering growls and barks of agitated wolves further away than they’d been. Rin felt herself hyperventilating, silent tears sliding down her cheeks as she tried to breathe. It was a sign that she couldn’t trust anyone, not even the most innocent and she wished that she could sink away from everything, to be given the gift of being unable to feel anything.
“If you can out run my wolves, I’ll let you go.” She could hear Naraku’s voice echoing in her head, haunting her. “No strings attached. You and your man can leave this place and live happily ever after and all you have to do is run.”
“It’s okay Rin,” the gentle voice wasn’t what she was expecting to hear and the even softer touch on her shoulder had Rin jumping, her blue eyes wide. “Hey there, come on Rin, breathe. Calm down and take a deep breath.”
“Mi-Miroku?” His indigo eyes watched her with a sad curiosity and for a moment she forgot where she was as he helped her to her feet.
There was no doubt in her mind that Miroku remembered her as much as she remembered him, but the question on her mind was simply how? Rin had gone through all of the newspapers, she clearly remembered seeing the obituaries. Miroku and Sango had died. Coincidences like this just didn’t happen and she didn’t believe in mirror perfect reincarnation; they were fairytales, stories that belonged in a fantasy life and she wasn’t playing make believe.
Confusion was only the beginning for her as she stared down at Miroku while he pulled out the first aid and helped clean her up. She couldn’t find the words to say or the right questions to ask, though she knew that one way she’d find out the answers she needed. When he finished, Rin could have sworn he was going to say something; however, when he didn’t she quietly thanked him and excused herself.
Her reality and fantasies were beginning to blur together and she was certain if given enough time to fester the two would become inseparable and then she’d be lost to herself. She decided that if it happened that it would be okay, she could learn to live in both; she’d done it for so long anyway, so who really cared if she threw the rest of it away and let herself go completely? Well certainly not Kohaku, after all he was dead, she remembered seeing his name in the obituaries some time in the mid-nineties.
After all the excitement died down, Rin decided the best thing for her to do was disappear. It wasn’t possible to leave the compound, Sesshomaru already made such crystal-clear when she first arrived, so Rin did the only thing she thought she could; she locked herself in her room. At least then she knew she could limit herself of human interaction. If she couldn’t bear to see them she didn’t have to and she could hide from them, hide from their life.
The hot water pounding on her back helped relax muscles Rin didn’t even know were tense and she silently hummed forgotten bittersweet lullabies as she allowed the water to ease her mind. There were days meant for stress and days meant to let it all boil over and spill out, though, Rin didn’t have days like those. For her there was no boiling–no spilling, if she couldn’t keep it all locked away, she’d lose it and she couldn’t afford something like that. She wasn’t strong enough to try and pull herself back together piece-by-piece.
“So-“ Rin heard the shower door slide open and it was only obvious that she couldn’t have a moment alone anymore. “Is your fear of wolves connected to your hatred of cameras of any kind?”
Rin spared no modesty turning to face her intruder, soap bubbles sliding down her nude and wet body. Sesshomaru was never the type who knocked, she’d noticed as much already and she was too mentally exhausted to try and keep up with him.
Closing her eyes for a moment, Rin sighed heavily, Sesshomaru was already halfway into the shower with her, his silk button up shirt damp and sticking to his partially exposed chest. His dark pants clinging to him in naughty desirable ways and instead of his usual Italian loafers, he wore a pair of dark socks. Of course he’d be the kind to take off his shoes, they were the most expensive piece to his outfit and she highly doubted that they were the kind of shoes that lasted after an intense water “accident”.
“Yes,” Sesshomaru towered over her, his amber eyes holding hers in a piercing stare and freezing her in place. “They both have the habit of stealing souls of those you love.”
“Did they kill him as well?” He wanted answers it was more than obvious then a user needing a fix and Rin could only stare at the way his lips moved.
“Him?” She was losing her train of thought with hot water pounding on her back and over her shoulders and his chest almost touching hers, igniting a heat of a completely different fashion inside of her.
“Kohaku,” if Sesshomaru had used his normal tell-me-or-else tactics he wouldn’t have gotten a truthful answer from Rin, but she hadn’t been expecting her response.
“No,” Rin licked her lips trying to give herself more time to think straight, though with Sesshomaru’s lips merely inches away begging to be kissed all she could think of was how much she really wanted him at the moment. “I killed Kohaku.”
Rin was losing Sesshomaru and fast she could see it in the way his eyes narrowed and the heat was dwindling down to the icy chill of snow. He always said he wanted honestly from her and yet when she offered up a piece of herself he looked repulsed. That was okay though, because Rin wasn’t asking for him to love her, no, she didn’t deserve anything like that.
Grabbing the cloth of Sesshomaru’s soaked shirt, Rin crushed her lips against his in a demanding kiss. There was more to the desire she felt about him, it was familiar yet, as much of a stranger to her as he was. Sesshomaru didn’t need too much coaxing to surrender to the feel of her body and take control of the situation all together. They needed each other, maybe in a weird and twisted way, but nonetheless they did.
He drew her into a world away from reality yet not quite fantasy since she would not have been able to create a being like him in her wildest dreams. For Rin Sesshomaru was like a hundred breaths of fresh air, his pleasure and presence were worth the burning pain she felt coursing through her entire body.
In a way she was beginning to feel as though Sesshomaru completed the person she was becoming; however, she hoped that he’d stay after he realized who exactly she was on the inside, a monster. Rin arched and gasped in blind ecstasy underneath Sesshomaru, his fingers and lips lifting her up only to drop her in a way she’d never experienced. There was still the pain, burning up and down her back but she ignored everything besides the amber-eyed demon.
It no longer mattered that Naraku held her life in the palm of his slimy hands or that he owned her soul, there wasn’t enough room for the filthy half-breed. He could torture her but she’d never belong to him the way he wanted her to.
Even after Sesshomaru had Rin reaching for the stars and she lay on him, her cheek against his bare chest and her body draped partly over his utterly exhausted she didn’t find rest. Instead she let her mind wander and her hand gently trace the curve of Sesshomaru’s firmly toned abs. How had she managed to get wound up in enough circles to be there with such an interesting yet stoic creature? Was it good or extremely bad luck on her part?
“This is completely ridiculous,” it was a female and Rin held Sesshomaru a little tighter than before. “He knew this was going to happen, yet why do I always have to do the dirty work?”
“Naraku has plans for everyone Kagura,” another woman’s voice filled Rin’s head, but it was empty of life and it made her shudder. “Have some patience.”
“Humph, come on you stupid girl!” That’s when Rin heard the screaming and she recognized the voice as her own.
Rin wanted to close her eyes and pretend that she was having yet another horrible nightmare and in a moment or two she’d wake up and it would be morning and she would be in her own bed alone like she always was, but that wasn’t the case. Instead, Rin looked into the large mirror on the bathroom door and in a room filled with darkness she could see someone in the corner of the room staring right at her.
Her first thought was the girl in the corner was one of InuYasha and Kagome’s daughters, but on closer inspection Rin realized it wasn’t. The small girl’s white hair glowed as eerily as the moon and she wore a simple white sundress, her pale skin almost as white as her hair and clothing. To Rin she looked no loner than seven or eight, but the seriousness of her stare and the emptiness in her eyes told Rin that her looks were definitely deceiving.
The medium sized mirror the girl held went almost unnoticed by Rin, but the metal reflected the moonlight and flashed in her eyes as Sesshomaru sighed in his sleep, his hand slipping against her bare backside. It made her want to wake Sesshomaru up to make sure he could see what she did to prove she wasn’t crazy, but when she went to move the girl vanished.
Carefully slipping out of Sesshomaru’s light embrace, Rin followed the silent footsteps. She knew she wasn’t seeing things, not this time and she wanted to know who this mystery girl was and how she got into Sesshomaru’s bedroom without him noticing because he noticed everything.
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InuYasha didn’t know how Kagome had convinced him into getting a glass of water in the middle of the night for her, but she did. It could have been the incident earlier or that she no longer felt that their home was safe, though he couldn’t be certain of anything anymore. Even he was becoming more wary of his surroundings because it had grown quieter at night, the shadows looking darker and seemingly more malice filled than normal.
Everyone noticed the change, even Miroku and Shippo who only just arrived the morning before said something didn’t feel quite right. InuYasha chalked it up to tense nerves, it wasn’t like anything really changed in the last six months or so besides Rin joining the household. But human girls weren’t capable of doing something that dramatic, not ordinary human girls like her.
The girl was quirky and interesting and InuYasha admitted that he too believed that she was hiding something, but what it was was none of his concern. Quietly he made the rounds around the silently sleeping home making sure all windows and doors were closed and locked. He didn’t want to hear Sesshomaru bitching about him being irresponsible and stupid for the umpteenth time in the last month.
Only as he neared the front door he noticed it was slightly ajar, thick fog from the outside seeping inside almost ominously. Frowning he opened the door and his jaw just about hit the floor. The fog was thicker than smoke and moved like ripples in a disturbed pond and it completely drowned out the woods that surrounded Sesshomaru’s large home. It swirled around like cigarette smoke, coaxing him and if Kagome hadn’t gotten him up he could have never seen Rin.
She was only a yard or two away from him, her long midnight hair blowing in the non-existent wind stark naked. He thought that maybe she was sleepwalking but as the fog curtained around her pale flesh he saw something he never expected, the spider mark between her shoulder blades.
It left him breathless because he knew Naraku’s mark better than anything and before he knew it he was running after Rin. His arms wrapped around her waist and he violently pulled at her, not trusting the fog to be an innocent creation of nature.
The minute his hands closed over her, Rin began struggling, her arms and legs flailing around and her shouts loud enough to wake the dead. Her skin was icy to the touch but he refused to let her go as the fog rushed by back into the woods like a creature of the night.
“NO!” She screamed clawing at his arms. “Don’t take him from me! Give him back! NO!”
He waited until she went slack in his arms before slipping off h is robe and draping it over her nude flesh. Now he was convinced that something unnatural and evil was lurking and it definitely wasn’t asking to borrow a cup of sugar either.
“Hey Rin you okay?” He asked hearing Sesshomaru heading there way.
“Please,” she whispered softly her long hair hiding her face from view. “Kill me before he comes… Please.”
InuYasha didn’t get a chance to reply as Sesshomaru practically swooped in and took Rin carrying her bridal style back into his house. It left InuYasha alone with his thoughts trying desperately to figure everything out. Before rising to his feet, InuYasha caught sight of something laying on the ground and reaching over it he touched the glossy finish of an old photograph of a couple in dressy clothes.
It was newer looking despite the oldness of the material, but what freaked him out the most wasn’t how it arrived in front of him out of simply nowhere, but the couple that were featured on it. He’d seen dozens of old photos of Kohaku from Sango and Miroku’s files, but out of all of them he’d never seen one of Kohaku and Rin. There was something more than what was in front of them and he would find out exactly how Naraku fit into this whole mess.
E/N: I'm current working on a new "short story" for A First Time for Everything and it's going to be a long one! I'm so excited. Hope that you buzz on by and read it!
Until Next Time...
Well it seems like forever since I posted anything new. This chapter was actually easy to write once I was able to sit down and focus. Work's been more stressful lately with the failing housing market, and the economy plummet here in the U.S.A. and there seems to be a never ending supply of paperwork. GAH!
This story is going in a whole new direction than I already planned and I'm loving the twists, so I hope that you readers will enjoy it also. THANK YOU for all the reviews left, I love them hardcore and they brighten up my day!
Into The Darkness
By Miztikal-Dragon
Chapter Ten
By Miztikal-Dragon
All it had been was one time, something completely spontaneous and unlike her, but it was enough to give doubt a blossoming chance. How could she allow herself to get so weak, to sleep with someone she didn’t know? However, to Rin it was another blatant example of how pathetic she really was.
She couldn’t dream about harboring love in her heart, not after what happened, yet she could open her legs like a wanton slut to the first guy who have her the “come hither” look. Sure she wasn’t the only party at fault, it took two after all, although she couldn’t help but feel like she was betraying Kohaku.
And the funny part was that Rin should have known better from the start because since that night Sesshomaru no longer followed her with his eyes. He still kept her at him home and was polite in an icy distant way, but that’s all it was. It was as though he was disgusted with her and if the eerie distance wasn’t enough of a hint than the dirty glares she felt digging into her back when she wasn’t looking were.
Okay, so maybe his new attitude towards her was making her a little neurotic, then again, she refused to believe she’d been relatively sane when she first arrived to his home. Rin felt like she was being tossed away like last week’s rotted fruit and she found herself watching InuYasha and Kagome’s two daughters while they were home. Their antics kept Rin busy and her mind occupied from depressing topics and just when she thought everything was going in a direction she wanted, it suddenly changed again.
The girls loved pulling pranks, it was their livelihood and being normally over cautious Rin should have see it coming a mile away. She’d spent the whole day drifting, casually reading or lounging about until two pairs of puppy eyes found her and she’d gotten herself talked into playing with them.
Kagome had been the first to urge her to go since they would only get louder and InuYasha would be home by the end of the hour. So not thinking at all, she let the youngest take her hand and lead her out into the backyard. The older child was rambling on and one about the game she wanted Rin to play and after a small, yet surprisingly intellectual debate on why Rin had to close her eyes, she caved in and obeyed the ten year old.
It wasn’t like they were going to shove her into a hole or anything, Sesshomaru had made them burry all of them after he’d almost fallen in, besides, they didn’t pull pranks on Sesshomaru, they knew better. Rin k new that she didn’t have anything to fuss about, not while the two girl’s chimed in together talking over the other and she felt herself slightly unwinding.
Well, at least she had been until four tiny hands shoved her and all she heard was the childish laughter and the sound of a gate closing behind her. She felt her heart racing as she stumbled, her hands grabbing onto anything that would keep her standing. Her stomach was knotting violently as she stared at two smiling faces from the opposite side of the fence.
“Let me out!” She snapped grabbing at the door only for the lock the youngest held to snap shut.
“Ooops,” they both giggled loudly and Rin felt her heart jump into her throat. “Don’t worry Bruno and Amos don’t bite.”
“Bruno and Amos?” she whispered softly dreading the nagging feeling that they weren’t names to some distant relative who lived in the backyard. “Oh God please let me out!”
“Yeah silly,” they were ignoring her plea and she wanted to cry knowing they weren’t going to comply. “Bruno and Amos’ are daddy’s wolves.”
If there was one thing Rin wasn’t ready to face, it would have been knowing that she’d allowed herself to be led like an idiot into literally speaking, the wolf’s den. She could feel the gooseflesh crawling up her spine and her entire body went rigid. She had no way out, Rin was locked in and being gawked and laughed at by children who thought it was funny to torture unsuspecting people.
Maybe Rin could have handled it if her caged canine companions had stayed hidden inside their wooden retreat, but a distant howl brought the pair out and they weren’t entirely happy to see her. Fangs were bared and the large wolves looked massive to Rin as they stalked her. She remembered the feel of their eyes, the menace in their step and she tried desperately to blend in with the wired fence in vain.
It was then that the two girls ran off yelling towards the house leaving Rin to try and hopelessly defend herself against two sets of massive jaws. She cried for help tugging at the locked gate violently, the wolves’ loud growls sounding off behind her like a firing squad.
She didn’t want to go this way-- not mauled by bloodthirsty beasts in result of a child’s prank it wasn’t fair. It wasn’t right that she’d be ripped to pieces and Rin snapped, screaming bloody murder hoping that the fence would buckle and give her a fighting chance. To Rin’s disappointment the fence didn’t buckle, instead a hand reached through the fence and pulled her.
She couldn’t understand what was happening to her until her face met the hard ground, the gate clinking behind her and the loud thundering growls and barks of agitated wolves further away than they’d been. Rin felt herself hyperventilating, silent tears sliding down her cheeks as she tried to breathe. It was a sign that she couldn’t trust anyone, not even the most innocent and she wished that she could sink away from everything, to be given the gift of being unable to feel anything.
“If you can out run my wolves, I’ll let you go.” She could hear Naraku’s voice echoing in her head, haunting her. “No strings attached. You and your man can leave this place and live happily ever after and all you have to do is run.”
“It’s okay Rin,” the gentle voice wasn’t what she was expecting to hear and the even softer touch on her shoulder had Rin jumping, her blue eyes wide. “Hey there, come on Rin, breathe. Calm down and take a deep breath.”
“Mi-Miroku?” His indigo eyes watched her with a sad curiosity and for a moment she forgot where she was as he helped her to her feet.
There was no doubt in her mind that Miroku remembered her as much as she remembered him, but the question on her mind was simply how? Rin had gone through all of the newspapers, she clearly remembered seeing the obituaries. Miroku and Sango had died. Coincidences like this just didn’t happen and she didn’t believe in mirror perfect reincarnation; they were fairytales, stories that belonged in a fantasy life and she wasn’t playing make believe.
Confusion was only the beginning for her as she stared down at Miroku while he pulled out the first aid and helped clean her up. She couldn’t find the words to say or the right questions to ask, though she knew that one way she’d find out the answers she needed. When he finished, Rin could have sworn he was going to say something; however, when he didn’t she quietly thanked him and excused herself.
Her reality and fantasies were beginning to blur together and she was certain if given enough time to fester the two would become inseparable and then she’d be lost to herself. She decided that if it happened that it would be okay, she could learn to live in both; she’d done it for so long anyway, so who really cared if she threw the rest of it away and let herself go completely? Well certainly not Kohaku, after all he was dead, she remembered seeing his name in the obituaries some time in the mid-nineties.
After all the excitement died down, Rin decided the best thing for her to do was disappear. It wasn’t possible to leave the compound, Sesshomaru already made such crystal-clear when she first arrived, so Rin did the only thing she thought she could; she locked herself in her room. At least then she knew she could limit herself of human interaction. If she couldn’t bear to see them she didn’t have to and she could hide from them, hide from their life.
The hot water pounding on her back helped relax muscles Rin didn’t even know were tense and she silently hummed forgotten bittersweet lullabies as she allowed the water to ease her mind. There were days meant for stress and days meant to let it all boil over and spill out, though, Rin didn’t have days like those. For her there was no boiling–no spilling, if she couldn’t keep it all locked away, she’d lose it and she couldn’t afford something like that. She wasn’t strong enough to try and pull herself back together piece-by-piece.
“So-“ Rin heard the shower door slide open and it was only obvious that she couldn’t have a moment alone anymore. “Is your fear of wolves connected to your hatred of cameras of any kind?”
Rin spared no modesty turning to face her intruder, soap bubbles sliding down her nude and wet body. Sesshomaru was never the type who knocked, she’d noticed as much already and she was too mentally exhausted to try and keep up with him.
Closing her eyes for a moment, Rin sighed heavily, Sesshomaru was already halfway into the shower with her, his silk button up shirt damp and sticking to his partially exposed chest. His dark pants clinging to him in naughty desirable ways and instead of his usual Italian loafers, he wore a pair of dark socks. Of course he’d be the kind to take off his shoes, they were the most expensive piece to his outfit and she highly doubted that they were the kind of shoes that lasted after an intense water “accident”.
“Yes,” Sesshomaru towered over her, his amber eyes holding hers in a piercing stare and freezing her in place. “They both have the habit of stealing souls of those you love.”
“Did they kill him as well?” He wanted answers it was more than obvious then a user needing a fix and Rin could only stare at the way his lips moved.
“Him?” She was losing her train of thought with hot water pounding on her back and over her shoulders and his chest almost touching hers, igniting a heat of a completely different fashion inside of her.
“Kohaku,” if Sesshomaru had used his normal tell-me-or-else tactics he wouldn’t have gotten a truthful answer from Rin, but she hadn’t been expecting her response.
“No,” Rin licked her lips trying to give herself more time to think straight, though with Sesshomaru’s lips merely inches away begging to be kissed all she could think of was how much she really wanted him at the moment. “I killed Kohaku.”
Rin was losing Sesshomaru and fast she could see it in the way his eyes narrowed and the heat was dwindling down to the icy chill of snow. He always said he wanted honestly from her and yet when she offered up a piece of herself he looked repulsed. That was okay though, because Rin wasn’t asking for him to love her, no, she didn’t deserve anything like that.
Grabbing the cloth of Sesshomaru’s soaked shirt, Rin crushed her lips against his in a demanding kiss. There was more to the desire she felt about him, it was familiar yet, as much of a stranger to her as he was. Sesshomaru didn’t need too much coaxing to surrender to the feel of her body and take control of the situation all together. They needed each other, maybe in a weird and twisted way, but nonetheless they did.
He drew her into a world away from reality yet not quite fantasy since she would not have been able to create a being like him in her wildest dreams. For Rin Sesshomaru was like a hundred breaths of fresh air, his pleasure and presence were worth the burning pain she felt coursing through her entire body.
In a way she was beginning to feel as though Sesshomaru completed the person she was becoming; however, she hoped that he’d stay after he realized who exactly she was on the inside, a monster. Rin arched and gasped in blind ecstasy underneath Sesshomaru, his fingers and lips lifting her up only to drop her in a way she’d never experienced. There was still the pain, burning up and down her back but she ignored everything besides the amber-eyed demon.
It no longer mattered that Naraku held her life in the palm of his slimy hands or that he owned her soul, there wasn’t enough room for the filthy half-breed. He could torture her but she’d never belong to him the way he wanted her to.
Even after Sesshomaru had Rin reaching for the stars and she lay on him, her cheek against his bare chest and her body draped partly over his utterly exhausted she didn’t find rest. Instead she let her mind wander and her hand gently trace the curve of Sesshomaru’s firmly toned abs. How had she managed to get wound up in enough circles to be there with such an interesting yet stoic creature? Was it good or extremely bad luck on her part?
“This is completely ridiculous,” it was a female and Rin held Sesshomaru a little tighter than before. “He knew this was going to happen, yet why do I always have to do the dirty work?”
“Naraku has plans for everyone Kagura,” another woman’s voice filled Rin’s head, but it was empty of life and it made her shudder. “Have some patience.”
“Humph, come on you stupid girl!” That’s when Rin heard the screaming and she recognized the voice as her own.
Rin wanted to close her eyes and pretend that she was having yet another horrible nightmare and in a moment or two she’d wake up and it would be morning and she would be in her own bed alone like she always was, but that wasn’t the case. Instead, Rin looked into the large mirror on the bathroom door and in a room filled with darkness she could see someone in the corner of the room staring right at her.
Her first thought was the girl in the corner was one of InuYasha and Kagome’s daughters, but on closer inspection Rin realized it wasn’t. The small girl’s white hair glowed as eerily as the moon and she wore a simple white sundress, her pale skin almost as white as her hair and clothing. To Rin she looked no loner than seven or eight, but the seriousness of her stare and the emptiness in her eyes told Rin that her looks were definitely deceiving.
The medium sized mirror the girl held went almost unnoticed by Rin, but the metal reflected the moonlight and flashed in her eyes as Sesshomaru sighed in his sleep, his hand slipping against her bare backside. It made her want to wake Sesshomaru up to make sure he could see what she did to prove she wasn’t crazy, but when she went to move the girl vanished.
Carefully slipping out of Sesshomaru’s light embrace, Rin followed the silent footsteps. She knew she wasn’t seeing things, not this time and she wanted to know who this mystery girl was and how she got into Sesshomaru’s bedroom without him noticing because he noticed everything.
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InuYasha didn’t know how Kagome had convinced him into getting a glass of water in the middle of the night for her, but she did. It could have been the incident earlier or that she no longer felt that their home was safe, though he couldn’t be certain of anything anymore. Even he was becoming more wary of his surroundings because it had grown quieter at night, the shadows looking darker and seemingly more malice filled than normal.
Everyone noticed the change, even Miroku and Shippo who only just arrived the morning before said something didn’t feel quite right. InuYasha chalked it up to tense nerves, it wasn’t like anything really changed in the last six months or so besides Rin joining the household. But human girls weren’t capable of doing something that dramatic, not ordinary human girls like her.
The girl was quirky and interesting and InuYasha admitted that he too believed that she was hiding something, but what it was was none of his concern. Quietly he made the rounds around the silently sleeping home making sure all windows and doors were closed and locked. He didn’t want to hear Sesshomaru bitching about him being irresponsible and stupid for the umpteenth time in the last month.
Only as he neared the front door he noticed it was slightly ajar, thick fog from the outside seeping inside almost ominously. Frowning he opened the door and his jaw just about hit the floor. The fog was thicker than smoke and moved like ripples in a disturbed pond and it completely drowned out the woods that surrounded Sesshomaru’s large home. It swirled around like cigarette smoke, coaxing him and if Kagome hadn’t gotten him up he could have never seen Rin.
She was only a yard or two away from him, her long midnight hair blowing in the non-existent wind stark naked. He thought that maybe she was sleepwalking but as the fog curtained around her pale flesh he saw something he never expected, the spider mark between her shoulder blades.
It left him breathless because he knew Naraku’s mark better than anything and before he knew it he was running after Rin. His arms wrapped around her waist and he violently pulled at her, not trusting the fog to be an innocent creation of nature.
The minute his hands closed over her, Rin began struggling, her arms and legs flailing around and her shouts loud enough to wake the dead. Her skin was icy to the touch but he refused to let her go as the fog rushed by back into the woods like a creature of the night.
“NO!” She screamed clawing at his arms. “Don’t take him from me! Give him back! NO!”
He waited until she went slack in his arms before slipping off h is robe and draping it over her nude flesh. Now he was convinced that something unnatural and evil was lurking and it definitely wasn’t asking to borrow a cup of sugar either.
“Hey Rin you okay?” He asked hearing Sesshomaru heading there way.
“Please,” she whispered softly her long hair hiding her face from view. “Kill me before he comes… Please.”
InuYasha didn’t get a chance to reply as Sesshomaru practically swooped in and took Rin carrying her bridal style back into his house. It left InuYasha alone with his thoughts trying desperately to figure everything out. Before rising to his feet, InuYasha caught sight of something laying on the ground and reaching over it he touched the glossy finish of an old photograph of a couple in dressy clothes.
It was newer looking despite the oldness of the material, but what freaked him out the most wasn’t how it arrived in front of him out of simply nowhere, but the couple that were featured on it. He’d seen dozens of old photos of Kohaku from Sango and Miroku’s files, but out of all of them he’d never seen one of Kohaku and Rin. There was something more than what was in front of them and he would find out exactly how Naraku fit into this whole mess.
E/N: I'm current working on a new "short story" for A First Time for Everything and it's going to be a long one! I'm so excited. Hope that you buzz on by and read it!
Until Next Time...