InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Lolita: Sesshomaru and Rin ❯ Road Trip ( Chapter 7 )
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By: animetributes 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.05.2016 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 285 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.05.2016 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 285 | Status: Completed
Following Sara's sudden, unexpected death, I was overcome by
enormous guilt. I didn't kill Sara. I know that I didn't kill her.
And yet, it seemed too big of a coincidence that she died as soon
as I began to wish that she was out of the picture. Had fate
perhaps read my mind? If so, the victory rang hollow.
I kept thinking that somehow, Rin was being informed of what had happened. Someone could have scooped her and driven her to Ramsdale at that very moment-a friend of Sara, perhaps. She didn't know Miroku and Sango very well, but she surely had plenty of other friends that I knew nothing about.
The plan that I had in mind was to go to camp and tell Lolita that her mother was about to undergo major surgery at some fake hospital and then keep moving from inn to inn while her mother got better and better-then suddenly died. On the way to see Rin at camp, I pulled up in a suburb of Parkington, flipped off the ignition, and silently sat in the car, readying myself for the phone call that I was about to make. Then I drove to a gas station and fed coins to a pay phone.
"I'm sorry, Rin left to go on a hike with her group." It was Yura who answered the phone. "She'll be back later today. Would you care to come tomorrow, sir? I mean, what is going on?"
"Her mother has been hospitalized and the situation is grave. However, I trust that as the counselor, you are well aware that telling the child about this would be a bad idea, correct?"
"Oh, of course!" She exclaimed. "Rin would be traumatized."
"Good. I want her to be ready to leave with me by tomorrow afternoon."
When I hung up, the coins somehow returned, making a sound like I had hit the jackpot or something. It was amusing to say the least. I almost laughed.
I drove to the business center of Parkington and spent the day buying things for Lo. As my guide, I used a parenting book that Sara had kept in which she had made several notes about her daughter, including measurements. The woman was biased and she made it clear several times throughout the book by making negative comments, but she was also precise and detailed. I didn't want to seem too suspicious though, so I intentionally acted clueless so that I wouldn't be asked about why I knew so much about girls' clothes.
I had fourty sleeping pills in my possession. Fourty nights, fourty chances.
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The air in prison is stale, and I am continuously finding it hard to keep writing this. I did, however, manage to get some rest last night, and I am willing to endure anything for Rin's memory.
Yura greeted me the next day around half past two, chattering on and on about who knows what-saying that Rin had been informed of what I had revealed, asking if I wanted to see the cabins, go to Rin or if she should send her son Hakudoshi to fetch her while she jotted down notes on Rin's behavior for July. It was as if she just couldn't stop; her incessant blabbing annoyed me to the point that I felt as if I had to make her shut up and I might have done so had Rin not suddenly walked in.
"Hi!" she beamed at me, dragging her suitcase around clumsily, and I felt the blood rush to my head.
She had grown over the summer and had become a little less childlike and I contemplated just giving her a nice, happy childhood with a good education and some friends her age...but I quickly shook those thoughts away from me, and she became Lolita again. I moved to help her with her luggage as I made up my mind.
"So how's mom?" she asked in the car.
"The doctors don't know yet. Something abdominal."
"Huh...abominable?"
"No, abdominal." I corrected as I made way to Lepingville.
"Oh." She blinked, then stared out the window in silence.
This wasn't working. I needed her to talk. "How was camp?"
"It was okay..." she paused. "...Dad."
I flinched at the sound of her calling me that word. It was like she somehow knew my intentions and was trying to remind me of what we actually were. Dammit. I needed to change the mood in the atmosphere. This was so not in my character, but... "I missed you a lot."
She frowned. "Well, I didn't miss you. In fact, I've been cheating on you." She stuck her tongue out at me. Cheating? "You don't care about me."
"What makes you say that?"
"Well, you haven't kissed me."
She's a child, only a child. But as soon as the car came to a halt she practically flew into my arms and pressed her lips to mine. She was subtle, and I could not comprehend her childish games. I wanted to take her, smuggle her into the nearest hotel or somewhere where we could have privacy, but we still had around eighty miles to go, and we split from each other as a highway patrol car drove up next to us.
"Did you happen to see a blue sedan drive by?" he asked.
I shook my head no.
"No, we didn't. But-" Rin didn't have the time to finish because the cop drove off before she could continue. "-Idiot! He should have arrested you!"
I looked at her quizzically. "Me?"
She looked at me blinking like she was trying to figure out what to say. "Er, I mean, you were going over the speed limit."
What was I to make of her behavior? My mind was still dazed from the kiss, and she once again resumed staring out the window silently.
"Rin, what were you going on about earlier?" I eyed her suspiciously. What could possibly lead her to say that she had been cheating on me?
"Uh, camp." She cleared her throat. "We did lots of things. Things that you might even be shocked at." She smirked. "Learned the motto, camped outdoors, learned how to live happy and have a good personality, washed dishes."
"Exactly what would I be shocked at?"
She hesitated. "Well, you know, Rin is a bad girl." This seems really fake and forced. "Filthy thoughts and words."
"I sincerely hope that is all."
"...I'll tell you about it later when we're alone." she coughed. "Can we stop by that candy bar?"
We walked in, and she was soon served some kind of elaborate ice cream sundae with synthetic syrup. It was served by a pimply boy with acne who kept eyeing my child and unnerving me; fortunately Rin finished it very quickly. When she asked to use the washroom, I told her that it was a vile place that she didn't belong in, and she obediently followed me to the car. I gave her a kiss, pleased with what a good girl she'd been.
"Ew, don't drool on me, you dirty old man!" she exclaimed.
I found this behavior strikingly different from earlier on when she'd kissed me, but I made no comment. I simply continued to search for the a hotel as dusk began to settle. We struggled to find a suitable place, but we were pleased with what we had settled for. Rin's eyes sparkled as she checked out the hallways when we entered from the front doors.
"Are we gonna share one room?" asked Rin, not in anger or disgust but in shock.
"I asked them to put in a cot, which I'll use if you'd like."
"...You're crazy."
"Am I?"
"If mom finds out, she'll kill us!"
"Rin, listen to me. I am practically your father, and I care about you. " It almost killed me to hear those words coming out of my mouth. But it needed to be done. "When we share a room, we become-"
"-The word is incest." Lo concluded, then swiftly turned away to examine the room, giggling all the way.
I had a small vial with me of new bluish-purple pills which I then produced from my pocket. Carefully I tipped the filter into my palm, clasped my empty hands to my mouth and pretended to swallow one. As I expected, Rin's curiosity got the better of her and she came over to examine me.
"Ooh, so blue!" she exclaimed. "What are they?"
"Pieces of the sky."
She glared at me. "No, be serious."
"Vitamins. They're good for you, you should try some."
She accepted around three with no resistance or suspicion. The sleeping pills worked as fast as I had hoped. It also helped that she'd had a long day, going riding boats in the morning with Kanna and whatnot. She told me stories about what she had done at camp, stifling her yawns and trying to keep her eyes open.
"I've made so many mistakes...we did so many disgusting, sick things." Her head was lolling. "Me, Kanna and Hakudoshi, we-"
"Silence." I put a finger to her mouth. "Go to bed."
Now is my chance.
Lolita sat at the edge of the bed, raising her foot clumsily while trying to untie her shoelaces, putting the side of her inner thigh and the crotch of her panties on full display. She was locked inside the hotel room, and the only person who held the key was me. I should've celebrated. I should've jumped for joy, and taken advantage of the situation right then and there.
But I didn't.
My biggest regret is that I did not return the key and flee.
It wasn't that I didn't want her. I was fine with confining myself to a few innocent touches here and there and keeping her childlike purity intact even if she had been dirtied somehow by the things that had happened in camp, whatever they were. When I had first met her, before she was sent off, she was the perfect stereotypical image of an angelic little girl. She was only twelve, after all, and even though American children tended to be crude, I didn't think that they actually did the things they spoke of.
Knowing that, I should have been aware that the child that she actually was-not the image of Lolita, the character I had written in my mind, but Rin the human being-would have experienced nothing but pain and horror from experiencing things that no human being was meant to at that age, no matter how much she wanted to pretend that she was ready in her childish naivete and arrogance.
Back in the corner of my mind where I had left my sanity, I knew that.
But I didn't want to know it, so I shook it out of my mind and refused to listen to my conscience. I focused on my daydreams, the level of work that I did in order to get to this point, and my fantasies of her naked and sprawled out spread-eagle on the bed. Even still, it wasn't easy.
I left and went to the men's room, came out, and drifted from room to room in order to calm my nerves. Still nervous, I went down to the restaurant downstairs to clear my head, where I saw an extremely pale little nymphet around Lo's age, wearing a white dress that looked like Lo's. I went outside, and a drunk man kept on questioning me about "where I got the girl" and said that he didn't believe that she was my daughter.
This wasn't working. I walked to the elevator, but a group of people blocked my path and I ended up walking up the stairs back to my room.
Dammit.
I resisted the urge to sigh, and rapidly shed my clothes, changed into pajamas and joined Rin, who was sleeping on her side with her back to me. Then something unexpected happened.
I was actually trying to get to sleep, and she stared at me with her eyes open, calling me "Kanna."
Kanna? I had heard her mention that name before, when talking about camp.
She then sighed, closed her eyes, and turned away. For two minutes I waited, before I put my head down, turned away from her and tugged at the covers, pulling them all the way over me until Rin sat up, blinking at me.
(A/N: Had to keep some of the original dialogue cause it was GOLDEN, especially "the word is incest". ROFL.
Interesting note- science shows that people are born with "kinship detectors" that help us stay away from romantic entanglements with family members to avoid the genetic mutation that comes from inbreeding. We recognize people as parent figures by looking at how long we spent in an adult's presence as a child.
Here, Lo can already recognize Humbert as a parent due to his marrying her mother, though it hasn't even been one year. What makes people think Rin would be unable to recognize Sesshomaru as a father figure after spending three to four years being raised by him (the finale three years in the future states that she had only recently begun to live with Kaede) is beyond me. We are genetically made to recognize those people as parent figures.)
I kept thinking that somehow, Rin was being informed of what had happened. Someone could have scooped her and driven her to Ramsdale at that very moment-a friend of Sara, perhaps. She didn't know Miroku and Sango very well, but she surely had plenty of other friends that I knew nothing about.
The plan that I had in mind was to go to camp and tell Lolita that her mother was about to undergo major surgery at some fake hospital and then keep moving from inn to inn while her mother got better and better-then suddenly died. On the way to see Rin at camp, I pulled up in a suburb of Parkington, flipped off the ignition, and silently sat in the car, readying myself for the phone call that I was about to make. Then I drove to a gas station and fed coins to a pay phone.
"I'm sorry, Rin left to go on a hike with her group." It was Yura who answered the phone. "She'll be back later today. Would you care to come tomorrow, sir? I mean, what is going on?"
"Her mother has been hospitalized and the situation is grave. However, I trust that as the counselor, you are well aware that telling the child about this would be a bad idea, correct?"
"Oh, of course!" She exclaimed. "Rin would be traumatized."
"Good. I want her to be ready to leave with me by tomorrow afternoon."
When I hung up, the coins somehow returned, making a sound like I had hit the jackpot or something. It was amusing to say the least. I almost laughed.
I drove to the business center of Parkington and spent the day buying things for Lo. As my guide, I used a parenting book that Sara had kept in which she had made several notes about her daughter, including measurements. The woman was biased and she made it clear several times throughout the book by making negative comments, but she was also precise and detailed. I didn't want to seem too suspicious though, so I intentionally acted clueless so that I wouldn't be asked about why I knew so much about girls' clothes.
I had fourty sleeping pills in my possession. Fourty nights, fourty chances.
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The air in prison is stale, and I am continuously finding it hard to keep writing this. I did, however, manage to get some rest last night, and I am willing to endure anything for Rin's memory.
Yura greeted me the next day around half past two, chattering on and on about who knows what-saying that Rin had been informed of what I had revealed, asking if I wanted to see the cabins, go to Rin or if she should send her son Hakudoshi to fetch her while she jotted down notes on Rin's behavior for July. It was as if she just couldn't stop; her incessant blabbing annoyed me to the point that I felt as if I had to make her shut up and I might have done so had Rin not suddenly walked in.
"Hi!" she beamed at me, dragging her suitcase around clumsily, and I felt the blood rush to my head.
She had grown over the summer and had become a little less childlike and I contemplated just giving her a nice, happy childhood with a good education and some friends her age...but I quickly shook those thoughts away from me, and she became Lolita again. I moved to help her with her luggage as I made up my mind.
"So how's mom?" she asked in the car.
"The doctors don't know yet. Something abdominal."
"Huh...abominable?"
"No, abdominal." I corrected as I made way to Lepingville.
"Oh." She blinked, then stared out the window in silence.
This wasn't working. I needed her to talk. "How was camp?"
"It was okay..." she paused. "...Dad."
I flinched at the sound of her calling me that word. It was like she somehow knew my intentions and was trying to remind me of what we actually were. Dammit. I needed to change the mood in the atmosphere. This was so not in my character, but... "I missed you a lot."
She frowned. "Well, I didn't miss you. In fact, I've been cheating on you." She stuck her tongue out at me. Cheating? "You don't care about me."
"What makes you say that?"
"Well, you haven't kissed me."
She's a child, only a child. But as soon as the car came to a halt she practically flew into my arms and pressed her lips to mine. She was subtle, and I could not comprehend her childish games. I wanted to take her, smuggle her into the nearest hotel or somewhere where we could have privacy, but we still had around eighty miles to go, and we split from each other as a highway patrol car drove up next to us.
"Did you happen to see a blue sedan drive by?" he asked.
I shook my head no.
"No, we didn't. But-" Rin didn't have the time to finish because the cop drove off before she could continue. "-Idiot! He should have arrested you!"
I looked at her quizzically. "Me?"
She looked at me blinking like she was trying to figure out what to say. "Er, I mean, you were going over the speed limit."
What was I to make of her behavior? My mind was still dazed from the kiss, and she once again resumed staring out the window silently.
"Rin, what were you going on about earlier?" I eyed her suspiciously. What could possibly lead her to say that she had been cheating on me?
"Uh, camp." She cleared her throat. "We did lots of things. Things that you might even be shocked at." She smirked. "Learned the motto, camped outdoors, learned how to live happy and have a good personality, washed dishes."
"Exactly what would I be shocked at?"
She hesitated. "Well, you know, Rin is a bad girl." This seems really fake and forced. "Filthy thoughts and words."
"I sincerely hope that is all."
"...I'll tell you about it later when we're alone." she coughed. "Can we stop by that candy bar?"
We walked in, and she was soon served some kind of elaborate ice cream sundae with synthetic syrup. It was served by a pimply boy with acne who kept eyeing my child and unnerving me; fortunately Rin finished it very quickly. When she asked to use the washroom, I told her that it was a vile place that she didn't belong in, and she obediently followed me to the car. I gave her a kiss, pleased with what a good girl she'd been.
"Ew, don't drool on me, you dirty old man!" she exclaimed.
I found this behavior strikingly different from earlier on when she'd kissed me, but I made no comment. I simply continued to search for the a hotel as dusk began to settle. We struggled to find a suitable place, but we were pleased with what we had settled for. Rin's eyes sparkled as she checked out the hallways when we entered from the front doors.
"Are we gonna share one room?" asked Rin, not in anger or disgust but in shock.
"I asked them to put in a cot, which I'll use if you'd like."
"...You're crazy."
"Am I?"
"If mom finds out, she'll kill us!"
"Rin, listen to me. I am practically your father, and I care about you. " It almost killed me to hear those words coming out of my mouth. But it needed to be done. "When we share a room, we become-"
"-The word is incest." Lo concluded, then swiftly turned away to examine the room, giggling all the way.
I had a small vial with me of new bluish-purple pills which I then produced from my pocket. Carefully I tipped the filter into my palm, clasped my empty hands to my mouth and pretended to swallow one. As I expected, Rin's curiosity got the better of her and she came over to examine me.
"Ooh, so blue!" she exclaimed. "What are they?"
"Pieces of the sky."
She glared at me. "No, be serious."
"Vitamins. They're good for you, you should try some."
She accepted around three with no resistance or suspicion. The sleeping pills worked as fast as I had hoped. It also helped that she'd had a long day, going riding boats in the morning with Kanna and whatnot. She told me stories about what she had done at camp, stifling her yawns and trying to keep her eyes open.
"I've made so many mistakes...we did so many disgusting, sick things." Her head was lolling. "Me, Kanna and Hakudoshi, we-"
"Silence." I put a finger to her mouth. "Go to bed."
Now is my chance.
Lolita sat at the edge of the bed, raising her foot clumsily while trying to untie her shoelaces, putting the side of her inner thigh and the crotch of her panties on full display. She was locked inside the hotel room, and the only person who held the key was me. I should've celebrated. I should've jumped for joy, and taken advantage of the situation right then and there.
But I didn't.
My biggest regret is that I did not return the key and flee.
It wasn't that I didn't want her. I was fine with confining myself to a few innocent touches here and there and keeping her childlike purity intact even if she had been dirtied somehow by the things that had happened in camp, whatever they were. When I had first met her, before she was sent off, she was the perfect stereotypical image of an angelic little girl. She was only twelve, after all, and even though American children tended to be crude, I didn't think that they actually did the things they spoke of.
Knowing that, I should have been aware that the child that she actually was-not the image of Lolita, the character I had written in my mind, but Rin the human being-would have experienced nothing but pain and horror from experiencing things that no human being was meant to at that age, no matter how much she wanted to pretend that she was ready in her childish naivete and arrogance.
Back in the corner of my mind where I had left my sanity, I knew that.
But I didn't want to know it, so I shook it out of my mind and refused to listen to my conscience. I focused on my daydreams, the level of work that I did in order to get to this point, and my fantasies of her naked and sprawled out spread-eagle on the bed. Even still, it wasn't easy.
I left and went to the men's room, came out, and drifted from room to room in order to calm my nerves. Still nervous, I went down to the restaurant downstairs to clear my head, where I saw an extremely pale little nymphet around Lo's age, wearing a white dress that looked like Lo's. I went outside, and a drunk man kept on questioning me about "where I got the girl" and said that he didn't believe that she was my daughter.
This wasn't working. I walked to the elevator, but a group of people blocked my path and I ended up walking up the stairs back to my room.
Dammit.
I resisted the urge to sigh, and rapidly shed my clothes, changed into pajamas and joined Rin, who was sleeping on her side with her back to me. Then something unexpected happened.
I was actually trying to get to sleep, and she stared at me with her eyes open, calling me "Kanna."
Kanna? I had heard her mention that name before, when talking about camp.
She then sighed, closed her eyes, and turned away. For two minutes I waited, before I put my head down, turned away from her and tugged at the covers, pulling them all the way over me until Rin sat up, blinking at me.
(A/N: Had to keep some of the original dialogue cause it was GOLDEN, especially "the word is incest". ROFL.
Interesting note- science shows that people are born with "kinship detectors" that help us stay away from romantic entanglements with family members to avoid the genetic mutation that comes from inbreeding. We recognize people as parent figures by looking at how long we spent in an adult's presence as a child.
Here, Lo can already recognize Humbert as a parent due to his marrying her mother, though it hasn't even been one year. What makes people think Rin would be unable to recognize Sesshomaru as a father figure after spending three to four years being raised by him (the finale three years in the future states that she had only recently begun to live with Kaede) is beyond me. We are genetically made to recognize those people as parent figures.)