InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Lolita: Sesshomaru and Rin ❯ Turning the Tables ( Chapter 15 )
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By: animetributes 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.05.2016 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 202 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.05.2016 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 202 | Status: Completed
(Rin's P.O.V.)
A savior has come to Rin's life through the school play, and everything is going according to plan. I sat at the kitchen table, studying the script and consuming a piece of pie and checking through everything in my head when Sesshomaru just randomly burst in the door and stood in front of me, staring.
Slowly I met his eyes. What, did he think that I was scared of him or something? Most other people might have been frightened by him, but I'd been with him for such a long time now that I was used to it.
"You've been skipping your piano lessons." He stated coldly.
I shrugged. "I went to the park to rehearse scenes from the play with Shippo. If you don't believe me, you can call him."
Ha. The audacity of me-he couldn't even faze me anymore. Not many could say that and I felt superior as I watched him dial Shippo's number. From here I could hear his side of the conversation, and I knew that I had nothing to worry about. Shippo knows what to say. He'd even offered to take the blame for it should anything happen. Uninterested, I moved to the living room and sat down on my favorite living chair.
I bit my nails and looked up at him innocently as he came into the room, stretching my feet out and resting them on a footstool.
His eyes widened and I could not help but let a small smirk overtake my face. I was fifteen now, no longer the little twelve year old girl that I was when he first took advantage of me. Did he really think that I was gonna be a child that he could control forever? Was he really that naive? No, I could see it in his eyes. He was noting how much I had changed.
"So, what happened?" I spoke up. "Did Shippo corroborate?"
He scoffed. "He did. But you cannot convince me that the two of you aren't lying." Sesshomaru paused. "You've told him about us, haven't you?"
"Hmm. I don't know, have I?"
Oh. My. God. This feels so good. I was the victim, the abused, the used-and now, I am laughing in his face! I love it.
"Rin." He said, drawing in a barely noticeable breath. I'd been with him long enough to see things others aren't able to. "Stop this foolishness. If you don't shape up, I'll pull you out of Beardsley and send you back God knows where."
"Oh you will, now, will you?"
He snatched the stool that I had been rocking my foot on out from under me, and my foot fell. "Hey!"
"Go upstairs." He raised his voice at me-a rarity for him, and I felt a twinge of fear. Would he hurt me? No, but he grabbed me and pulled me up from the couch I was sitting on. I pushed him away.
"I will not!" I shouted at him. "I hate you! Don't you remember?! When we were living with mom, you violated me! You probably did it a couple of times and took advantage of the fact that I didn't know what was going on! And in fact, you know what?" I took a deep breath. "I think you killed my mother! You don't own me! As a matter of fact I'll sleep with the first man who comes my way to piss you off!"
He grabbed my wrist and started dragging me upstairs, ignoring my yelps of pain. "You are to go upstairs and show me all your little hiding places."
"Let me go!" I screamed as I twisted and turned, trying to wrench myself free. I had no idea that Sesshomaru was this powerful-it hurt just to struggle against him! I don't think he was even trying-in fact I think he was holding his strength back. That knowledge of how strong he was made me panic.
The phone rang, and Sesshomaru let go of me to go answer it. Now was my chance-as I ran down the steps I could hear him apologizing to the neighbor about all the noise his daughter's friends were making. I ran out the door and found the nearest telephone booth.
My savior-he would come and get me. I used a few spare coins that I had to call him and come up with a plan. But soon I saw Sesshomaru driving towards me in his car, and I hung up. It is okay. I have a plan now, a place to go. I just have to think this through, do as my savior told me to do, use my charms-I already know what he likes-and I'll be free. I walked out of the booth and to Sesshomaru with a flourish, feeling victorious.
"Dad, I'm sorry. I tried to reach you at home but...no need, I guess." I explained. "Can you buy me a drink first? I'll explain everything."
He was suspicious, but I made sure to use all the right body language-especially the ones that were childlike that would appeal to someone like him- combined with some solid acting, and he bought me a coke. Meanwhile, the drizzle outside turned into a downpour.
"I really have to apologize for the way I've been acting." I said, clasping my hands together and furrowing my brows to look stressed. "Truth is, daddy, it's not you that I'm mad at. I don't hate you. The reason I've been so difficult is because I really hate Beardsley and I hate that play. I wanted to leave and never return, but I felt like you'd be disappointed in me for quitting so I didn't tell you. What I really want to do is...I wanna leave and never come back. I wanna drive around like we used to do-but this time, I wanna be the one to choose where we go."
If I can manage to get him to agree to this, I am gonna be one step closer to my freedom. Looking in his eyes, I saw...enlightenment? Relief? That was excellent-I knew that he wanted to do that deep inside!
"...Can we do that, please?" I said sheepishly.
He took a while to answer, but he did. "...Fine. I supposed it will be in our best interest."
When we got home, I milked it for all it was worth and even asked him to carry me upstairs, claiming that it was because I was feeling romantic. Rin is escaping. She is gonna be free!
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He told the school that he'd been offered another job and that he was planning to return. Excited, I mapped out every single little part of our trip, leaving no detail overlooked. And today, we were leaving.
"Rin? Oh, Rin!" My acting coach pulled up beside us, and I motioned for Sesshomaru to slow down so that I could talk to her. "Good luck on your move."
"Oh, thank you."
"What a shame it is though, that you couldn't finish the play. You're so talented, it'd be a shame to go on without you. Not to mention that the playwright himself was so taken with you. Well, I'll see you around."
That was close. She almost said too much. "Green light." I pointed out to Sesshomaru, who seemed to be deep in thought.
"...Taken with you?" He muttered. "Who wrote that play?"
Oh, no. If he finds out, everything will be for nothing. "Some woman. I think her name was Naru."
"Naru...?"
"Yeah, she complimented me. Liked my acting." I fibbed, my heart pounding.
He huffed arrogantly. "It is a good thing you gave up the play. This whole acting business is absurd."
I said nothing. If he only knew.
(A/N: In these kinds of relationships, the most prominent adult male figure in the girl's life becomes the father figure whether they like it or not. But when you're in this kind of relationship-with your father figure at that-way too soon, how can you grow? A girl this age is supposed to meet other kids her age, boys included, socialize, and be a bit rebellious. There is nothing abnormal about Lolita's behavior in the book for a teenage girl-it is the fact that Humbert sees her in a romantic way, and thus does not want her doing these things, that stunts her growth, maturity and development and robs her of her childhood and youth.
I repeat: If you are the central male/female adult in a child's life, you are their mother/father figure whether you want to be or not, and you have responsibilities. However when you start having desire for them you do not see them for the children that they are-you see them as the image of the lover that you have in your mind. You cannot love someone you don't know-therefore this makes it impossible for you to love the child themselves for you only love the idea you have in your head. That will push the child away and make them resist you, especially an adolescent who is trying to find their own identity. And of course, you fail your responsibilities.
Another note: the part where Rin says she knows Sesshomaru touched her even before everything happened with her mother occurs in the book, meaning Lolita was aware all along that Humbert had been molesting her, and the fear/suffering was there alla long and did not just pop up after her mother's death.)
A savior has come to Rin's life through the school play, and everything is going according to plan. I sat at the kitchen table, studying the script and consuming a piece of pie and checking through everything in my head when Sesshomaru just randomly burst in the door and stood in front of me, staring.
Slowly I met his eyes. What, did he think that I was scared of him or something? Most other people might have been frightened by him, but I'd been with him for such a long time now that I was used to it.
"You've been skipping your piano lessons." He stated coldly.
I shrugged. "I went to the park to rehearse scenes from the play with Shippo. If you don't believe me, you can call him."
Ha. The audacity of me-he couldn't even faze me anymore. Not many could say that and I felt superior as I watched him dial Shippo's number. From here I could hear his side of the conversation, and I knew that I had nothing to worry about. Shippo knows what to say. He'd even offered to take the blame for it should anything happen. Uninterested, I moved to the living room and sat down on my favorite living chair.
I bit my nails and looked up at him innocently as he came into the room, stretching my feet out and resting them on a footstool.
His eyes widened and I could not help but let a small smirk overtake my face. I was fifteen now, no longer the little twelve year old girl that I was when he first took advantage of me. Did he really think that I was gonna be a child that he could control forever? Was he really that naive? No, I could see it in his eyes. He was noting how much I had changed.
"So, what happened?" I spoke up. "Did Shippo corroborate?"
He scoffed. "He did. But you cannot convince me that the two of you aren't lying." Sesshomaru paused. "You've told him about us, haven't you?"
"Hmm. I don't know, have I?"
Oh. My. God. This feels so good. I was the victim, the abused, the used-and now, I am laughing in his face! I love it.
"Rin." He said, drawing in a barely noticeable breath. I'd been with him long enough to see things others aren't able to. "Stop this foolishness. If you don't shape up, I'll pull you out of Beardsley and send you back God knows where."
"Oh you will, now, will you?"
He snatched the stool that I had been rocking my foot on out from under me, and my foot fell. "Hey!"
"Go upstairs." He raised his voice at me-a rarity for him, and I felt a twinge of fear. Would he hurt me? No, but he grabbed me and pulled me up from the couch I was sitting on. I pushed him away.
"I will not!" I shouted at him. "I hate you! Don't you remember?! When we were living with mom, you violated me! You probably did it a couple of times and took advantage of the fact that I didn't know what was going on! And in fact, you know what?" I took a deep breath. "I think you killed my mother! You don't own me! As a matter of fact I'll sleep with the first man who comes my way to piss you off!"
He grabbed my wrist and started dragging me upstairs, ignoring my yelps of pain. "You are to go upstairs and show me all your little hiding places."
"Let me go!" I screamed as I twisted and turned, trying to wrench myself free. I had no idea that Sesshomaru was this powerful-it hurt just to struggle against him! I don't think he was even trying-in fact I think he was holding his strength back. That knowledge of how strong he was made me panic.
The phone rang, and Sesshomaru let go of me to go answer it. Now was my chance-as I ran down the steps I could hear him apologizing to the neighbor about all the noise his daughter's friends were making. I ran out the door and found the nearest telephone booth.
My savior-he would come and get me. I used a few spare coins that I had to call him and come up with a plan. But soon I saw Sesshomaru driving towards me in his car, and I hung up. It is okay. I have a plan now, a place to go. I just have to think this through, do as my savior told me to do, use my charms-I already know what he likes-and I'll be free. I walked out of the booth and to Sesshomaru with a flourish, feeling victorious.
"Dad, I'm sorry. I tried to reach you at home but...no need, I guess." I explained. "Can you buy me a drink first? I'll explain everything."
He was suspicious, but I made sure to use all the right body language-especially the ones that were childlike that would appeal to someone like him- combined with some solid acting, and he bought me a coke. Meanwhile, the drizzle outside turned into a downpour.
"I really have to apologize for the way I've been acting." I said, clasping my hands together and furrowing my brows to look stressed. "Truth is, daddy, it's not you that I'm mad at. I don't hate you. The reason I've been so difficult is because I really hate Beardsley and I hate that play. I wanted to leave and never return, but I felt like you'd be disappointed in me for quitting so I didn't tell you. What I really want to do is...I wanna leave and never come back. I wanna drive around like we used to do-but this time, I wanna be the one to choose where we go."
If I can manage to get him to agree to this, I am gonna be one step closer to my freedom. Looking in his eyes, I saw...enlightenment? Relief? That was excellent-I knew that he wanted to do that deep inside!
"...Can we do that, please?" I said sheepishly.
He took a while to answer, but he did. "...Fine. I supposed it will be in our best interest."
When we got home, I milked it for all it was worth and even asked him to carry me upstairs, claiming that it was because I was feeling romantic. Rin is escaping. She is gonna be free!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He told the school that he'd been offered another job and that he was planning to return. Excited, I mapped out every single little part of our trip, leaving no detail overlooked. And today, we were leaving.
"Rin? Oh, Rin!" My acting coach pulled up beside us, and I motioned for Sesshomaru to slow down so that I could talk to her. "Good luck on your move."
"Oh, thank you."
"What a shame it is though, that you couldn't finish the play. You're so talented, it'd be a shame to go on without you. Not to mention that the playwright himself was so taken with you. Well, I'll see you around."
That was close. She almost said too much. "Green light." I pointed out to Sesshomaru, who seemed to be deep in thought.
"...Taken with you?" He muttered. "Who wrote that play?"
Oh, no. If he finds out, everything will be for nothing. "Some woman. I think her name was Naru."
"Naru...?"
"Yeah, she complimented me. Liked my acting." I fibbed, my heart pounding.
He huffed arrogantly. "It is a good thing you gave up the play. This whole acting business is absurd."
I said nothing. If he only knew.
(A/N: In these kinds of relationships, the most prominent adult male figure in the girl's life becomes the father figure whether they like it or not. But when you're in this kind of relationship-with your father figure at that-way too soon, how can you grow? A girl this age is supposed to meet other kids her age, boys included, socialize, and be a bit rebellious. There is nothing abnormal about Lolita's behavior in the book for a teenage girl-it is the fact that Humbert sees her in a romantic way, and thus does not want her doing these things, that stunts her growth, maturity and development and robs her of her childhood and youth.
I repeat: If you are the central male/female adult in a child's life, you are their mother/father figure whether you want to be or not, and you have responsibilities. However when you start having desire for them you do not see them for the children that they are-you see them as the image of the lover that you have in your mind. You cannot love someone you don't know-therefore this makes it impossible for you to love the child themselves for you only love the idea you have in your head. That will push the child away and make them resist you, especially an adolescent who is trying to find their own identity. And of course, you fail your responsibilities.
Another note: the part where Rin says she knows Sesshomaru touched her even before everything happened with her mother occurs in the book, meaning Lolita was aware all along that Humbert had been molesting her, and the fear/suffering was there alla long and did not just pop up after her mother's death.)