InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ It had to be you. ❯ Emotions ( Chapter 11 )

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A/N: For everybody who wanted to know who Raquel was. She is just a character I made up because I needed someone detached from the original characters.

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Last time……..

Suddenly his cell phone rang, he flips over in the bed and pushes the woman out of the bed away from him and answers, “Hello.” As he listened, his mouth curls into a cruel smile, “Why you’re just the person I wanted to hear from…”

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Raquel was beyond piss as she looked up at Naraku from her position on the floor. As she got up and walked over to her clothes, she muttered low, “Crazy bastard.”

As she got dressed, she couldn’t help but listen to bits and pieces of his conversation.

“Did you get all the information on him?… Sounds interesting….Isn’t she a fashion designer?…I want to talk to her, make an appointment…”

His ruby colored eyes shifted to Raquel, she had her tight daisy duke short and high heeled boots on. She was just about to put on her bra, and Naraku licked his lips at how her breasts seemed to bounce around in the flimsy black lace. “Called me back tomorrow morning at eleven o’clock, and tell me the rest of the report then. Right now, I have some unfinished business I need to take care.” He told the mysterious caller before he closed his phone.

“Rin, come here.” he purred as he patted the area beside him.

“No way asshole!!” Raquel yelled, as she slipped on her pink see-through camisole top. She then proceeded to walk over the opposite side of the bed, place her hands on her hips, “ First of all, my name is Raquel not your dirty little bitch named Rin. Second, don’t you ever call me again, you really fucked up when you pushed me off the bed.” She then pulled the black wig off her head and threw it in his face.

The moment after the wig hit Naraku’s face, Raquel swore the room temperature felt as if it dropped at least twenty degrees. Even though she told him that he fucked up, she had a feeling that she was the one who just screwed up. Before she could completely backed away from the bed he was on his knees with his left hand clutched around her neck.

“Bitch, I’ll make you regret ever talking to me in such a manner.” He snarled as he slapped her face and threw her brutally against the wall.

Raquel gasped for air after her impact with the dirty motel wall, her ears still ringing from the bone crunching sound of her now broken ribs and arm. As she clumsily tried to stand up, Naraku stood before her sneering down at the now broken woman.

“I’ll teach you what it means to disrespect me and my woman.” He started to kick her sharply in stomach and face, then he picked up her bloody body and threw it back onto the bed.

“Please stop. I ‘m sorry for what I said.” Raquel whimpered as she hacked up blood and broken teeth. Naraku ignored her pleas as he handcuffed her back to the bed, then went to his duffle bag and took out an old-fashion switchblade and some lemons. He walked back to the bed, straddled her hips and made deep slits in her face and chest area.

“This is where the real fun starts.” He chuckled cruelly, as he cut open the lemons and dripped their acidly contents into her fresh wounds.

He spent the rest of the night enjoying the torture he was inflicting on her body, as her cries of pain became his new melody.

~~~~~~~~~~~~Three weeks later at Sesshomaru‘s home~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Get up you stupid woman!” Jaken yelled and banged his hand against Rin’s bedroom door. The fact still irritated him that his employer Sesshomaru left him behind to take care of an ugly woman. For all the years that Jaken had worked for him, it was the first time he was left behind on a very important trip and it was entirely the girl’s fault.

“If you don’t get up in the next three minutes, you can cook your own meals until the master comes back.” he nodded his head angrily towards her door. He waited for an answer but, none came, “I’m leaving.” he yelled back at her door and then stomped down the hallway to the servant’s elevator to the kitchen.

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Rin was sitting on a chair outside on her room’s balcony enjoying the breathtaking view of the ocean and the sunrise. She still couldn’t believe she was living in the fanciest mansion she had ever seen in her life, with a man that every woman in world would have given anything to be with. But, she realized that the only reason she was there with him was because he wanted to use her as a model…that’s all, nothing else.

Her peaceful solitude was interrupted with a loud thumping against her door. “Get up you stupid woman.” he scream. “Jaken” she whispered under her breath as she rolled her eyes and continued to enjoying the view.

The week after Sesshomaru left, Rin had endured Jaken calling her every name under the sun. Stupid, worthless, freeloader, and bothersome were just a few of his favorite words he use to describe her. When she first arrive he didn’t have much contact with her, Sesshomaru made sure that she was with him every moment she was at home. But, the moment he left for his trip the insults and so-called bullying started.

He once has the galled to try a hit her with a strange looking walking stick that had two faces craved into it that he used every now and then to help him walk around. When she switch it away from him and cracked it over his head instead, and he never raised that item against her again.

“Jerk” She whispered after he yelled, “If you don’t get up in the next three minute, you can cook your own until the master comes back.” She sat perfectly still until she heard,” I’m leaving” and he stomp away from her door.

‘Ah silence again’ she thought, as she stretched her arms over her head, then got up to take a shower and get dressed. Now, some people might think that Rin hated Jaken. On the contrary, she really liked him. True their relationship was more hate/like in nature, but he was amusing at time and very protective of her at times. Plus, she knew somewhere deep…deep…very deep in his heart was waiting a kind person, and one day who knows they could be friends.

RING! RING! RING! RING! RING! RING!

She heard the phone next to her nightstand sounded off as soon as she put some shampoo on her hair in the shower. “It never seems to fails.” she muttered as she threw her blue robe, and wrapped her hair up in a towel. She jumped on her bed, and caught the phone on the last ring.

“Hello…”

“Rin!! What’s up girl?…”

“Ayame?”

“Well duh! Who else would call you this early in the morning?”

‘Who else indeed’ she thought happily, “So how are things in Kobe?”

“It’s crazy here.” She squealed, “Yesterday I saw Johnny Depp on the beachfront shooting a movie. I was about to run over to get his autograph but, Miruko and Kohaku dragged me back into the hotel.”

Rin giggled, “How are the rest of the guys?”

“Everybody’s fine, we all miss you like crazy. I really wish Ginta could have swung a way for you to join us in this recording.” Ayame said sadly.

Rin still couldn’t believe what Ayame told her that night after the club. M.A.S.K. was recording a CD called “ Music from a Forget Time” and Ayame’s friends Ginta and Hakkaku were the ones responsible for it. The Watanabe brothers were music scouts of an up and rising music company called “ Wolves Rising”. They had a few big names under their belt so far, and they decided to give the band a try at making it big under their label.

They have to go to Kobe for three weeks for their recording sessions, and unfortunately Rin wasn’t apart of the deal and they left her behind to work with another band until they came back to the club.

“It’s Okay Ayame.” Rin asked, “ Things happen for a reason. I’m so happy for you guys, and I’m sure Naraku is trying his best to get me a recording session soon.

‘Not bloody ass liking.’ Ayame thought, “ Rin, How much longer will you been under Naraku’s contract?

“Mmm…a year and three months. Why?” she answered curiously.

“My friend Hakkaku could get you out of that contract if you wanted to.” Ayame said seriously. This surprise Rin a lot, because Ayame was always silly in nature.

“Ayame, I’m fine with him. He has been very kind and very helpful with my career, I don’t think I could’ve asked for a better manager.” she replied happily.

Now, Naraku told Rin after the band left for Kobe that he once been their manager and because of some differences in opinions, he chose not to be their manager anymore. And even though they were still under contract, he let them go without any problems. But, they turned around a started to saying terrible things about him, like how he was a cheat, and a liar, and how he stoled their money. His reputation was hurt from all by their accusing, and he begged her not to believe anything they said against him. He wouldn’t know what to do if he ever lost her, and then he weep a little.

Rin being Rin was so moved by his confession that she promised him that he could be her manager for the rest of her career.

“Rin, I’m not trying to telling you how to live your life, but please when we come back I want you to talk to Miruko. Okay?”

“Okay Ayame. I promise.”

“Now let’s talk about something more interesting. So tell me, how was it being naked the in front of Sesshomaru?” She asked lecherously , “ And don’t you dar-r-re leave out any juicy details.”

“AYAME!!” Rin screamed as her face turned red.

~~~~~~~~~~~~ At the same moment in New York City~~~~~~~~~~~~

“A how would you like your steak Sir?”

“Rare” Sesshomaru said to the waiter.

“Rare?!” Kagura spat out as her face contorted weirdly, “Do you know that you could die from the all different parasites that are in undercooked meat.”

Sesshomaru shifted his amber eyes from her back to the waiter and said, “ Make sure it’s extra bloody.” he then handed the menu to the waiter and turned toward the window.

The waiter looked bizarrely at him, shook his head and hurried off to the kitchen with the orders.

“Sesshomaru don’t look so glum.” Kagura purred as she moved her chair a little closer to his, “ We’ve been in New York for two weeks now, and this is our first romantic dinner together. If you give me a chance, I could put a smile on your face.”

Once again, his eyes shifted to her briefly before looking back out at the cityscape, which he found much more enjoyable. Sesshomaru was tired, upset and confuse. The last two week of his precious time was spent going to galleries for meeting with a no-show Onigumo Parumeru, just his lackeys would be there to apologize and set up another meeting. Kagura’s constant bending of his ear to gripe about this and that, and his heart yearning for something that he just couldn’t put his finger on.

He called home everyday to make sure Jaken was taking care of his business while he was away, and since he was already on the line he would ask about Rin. He had to admitted to himself she had been occupying a section of his mind every since he left Japan.

‘I wonder if Rin would have like to seen New York?’ he thought, then the reality of Kagura sitting beside him came blasting in his ear, “ Sesshomaru. are you listening to me?!”

“No…I not.” He answered simply and then looked back outside, leaving Kagura to do the only thing she could. She threw her napkin on the table and rush off to the Ladies room, swearing out loud to herself.

He smiled slightly as he remembered how Rin reacted the first time in his studio.

~~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~

She had just moved in, and he wanted to make sure that she knew her way around his house so he give her a little tour. They had just got to his studio, when an overwhelming urge hit him to do some work. So, he showed her where the changing room was and instructed her to put on the white terry cloth robe that was there. He then walked over to his work cabinet, got out some charcoal, and a large drawing pad, and set up his easel to start work.

When he looked back up he notice that Rin was walking slower than a turtle over to the modeling platform. Her knuckles were white, and she had a firm death grip on the top of the robe making sure that it didn’t open up. Her modesty about her body was rather cute in a way he thought.

“Is anything wrong, Rin?” He asked innocently.

“No!” she squeaked, swallowing hard and then nervously asking, “S-S-Sesshomaru, should I-I-I take o-o-off this robe now.”

Sesshomaru smirked inwardly, as he locked eyes with Rin and walked slowly up to her. When his body was about inch away from her, and he reached out one finger and ran it leisurely along Rin’s jaw line and said, “ Relax Rin, I won’t bite…hard.” he then smiled showing his usually long canine teeth.

Rin’s eyes grew large as she gasp, “Eeek!” softly and held an even tighter hold on her robe as possible. For the first time in many years, Sesshomaru laugh out openly. He could help himself, the expression on her face after his comment was too priceless.

Rin didn’t understand why Sesshomaru was laughing, what was so funny didn’t he just said that he would bite her and hard at that. She was about to turn around and get dressed when Sesshomaru grabbed her from behind and brought her back flush against his chest and wrap his arms around her waist to prevent her from leaving.

“Sorry Rin.” he said between his laughter, “ I was only joking with you. I wanted to ease your tension some.”

She pushed out a sigh in relief as she unconsciously leaned back more unto his embrace, “Well, thank a lot I almost had a heart attack instead.” and then she started to laugh too.

They both laughed for a few more minutes before silence fall between them, Sesshomaru started to relish at how soft her body was against his and how sweet she smelled. While Rin’s heart went faster as she felt his arms tighten around her waist more. Not that it didn’t feel good to be in his arms, but she didn’t know how to complete her reaction to him. So she was the first to break their embrace.

“Ahh…Sesshomaru, shouldn’t we get started?” She said shyly, as she peeped over her shoulder at him. She was too self-conscious to look into his eyes after their embrace.

“Yes, of course…” He said as he quickly returned to his stoic demeanor. “I want you to sit on the chair on the platform, but leave the robe on.”

She walked on to the platform and sat in the chair that was facing the opposite way of Sesshomaru. “ Shouldn’t this chair be facing you?” She questioned.

He walked over in front of her and sat down on the platform, “ Rin, for right now, I want you to get comfortable with the idea of being nude or even semi-nude in front of me. Take note that I said nude not naked. The nude figure to an artist is a collect of flesh, muscles, planes and angles. It’s my job to draw the feelings that I see through whatever media that I choose. So when I am looking at you as I draw, I’ll see you but I don’t see you. Do you understand?”

Rin cocked her head slightly to the side, crossed her legs and said, “I understand a little. Are you saying that you‘re be drawing the emotions that I’ll be bring out in movement than just looking at me and drawing?”

“Exactly, now that chair that you’re sitting on is the wall that separated you and me while I’m working. You can sit it, spin it, lean against it, whatever you want to do but remember when I see a pose I like, you must hold that pose for as long as I need it. So, always try and do something that comfortable to you, also I want to always see at least one leg and one arm uncovered.”

‘Well that isn’t to bad, one leg and one arm’ she thought, ‘He won’t see my full body.’

“Are you ready?” He asked.

“Yes, I hope I do a good job”

In the beginning it was a bit awkward, either her movements were too stiff or she would hide herself within the robe. Then an idea come to him, he went up to his bedroom and brought down his CD-radio, plugged it in and tuned in to her favorite radio station. The moment after she started hearing the music, her movement became more loose and the robe more free from her body.

That whole week before he left was the best drawing session, he had had in a long time.

~~~~~~~~~End Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Are you ready to talk, or shall we just go?” Kagura demanded as she sat down at the table.

“You know Kagura, I am ready.” Sesshomaru answered, as he stood up and started to walk away from the table.

“ I’m going……..”

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