InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Makai ❯ Rin ( Chapter 19 )

Chapter Nineteen: Rin

 

 

 

Makai followed Jaken down the stairs into the entrance hall. Now that she was actually out of her room, she was amazed at the grandeur of Sesshoumaru's home and a little intimidated. She was starting to have second thoughts about her little plan. She knew full well the temper he possessed when crossed. She just hoped she wasn't going to be on the receiving end for this little stunt.

 

As they entered the dining room, she noticed that not only was Sesshoumaru there, but also his ward, Rin. She looked different than what Makai remembered. She was more subdued. Seeing everything in real life versus a cartoon really changed her perspective. She wondered what had little Rin so troubled. Finally, her eyes met those of the great lord himself.

 

She could see the initial shock cross his features, followed quickly by anger before he once again masked his face. His eyes, though, spoke volumes. I have a feeling I'm going to be paying for this one, she thought warily. Quietly, she took her place to the left of Sesshoumaru, directly across from a glowering Rin.

 

Rin appeared to be about eight, give or take a year, but her eyes showed someone who had seen much in such a short time. Makai's heart reached out to this haunted little girl. She wondered what had brought that to her eyes. She could see that Rin was normally happy, it was in her every move, but something was wrong today. I'll find out later.

 

Dinner that night was a quiet affair. Makai was too lost in her own thoughts to notice the angry glances Sesshoumaru kept throwing her way. If she had, she probably would have hightailed it out of there. Finally, dinner was over, and Makai excused herself quickly. She practically flew up the stairs, hoping to reach her room before Sesshoumaru caught up with her. She really didn't want a confrontation with the demon lord this soon. However, she was happy to note that, although he was angry at her for her rebellion, he had also been looking at her with a spark of desire in his eyes. Makai smirked slightly in triumph. At least she knew she'd gotten to him.

 

She was so lost in thought she didn't feel the presence behind her until she'd already opened the door to her room. The door slammed behind her as she was roughly pinned to the wall, a very angry demon lord being the cause. Makai shivered involuntarily with fear. She was in for it now.

 

“So, you thought to defy this Sesshoumaru, human. You knew perfectly well I wasn't offering you leave to make your own clothes. You're dressed as nothing more than a common whore, worse even,” he sneered, his body pressing hers more firmly against the wall behind her.

 

“If I remember, Sesshoumaru, your servants said nothing about having to pick from the kimonos you offered me,” Makai whispered angrily. She squirmed, trying to loosen the iron hold he had on her wrists. Sesshoumaru let out a growl, bucking slightly against the female in front of him, eliciting a startled gasp from her.

 

“If you insist on dressing like a whore, maybe I should use you like one,” he snarled before his lips crashed down on hers. Makai let out another startled gasp, allowing Sesshoumaru the opportunity to plunge his tongue into her mouth. The hand unoccupied with holding her wrists immobile gently angled her head for better access.

 

Makai fought against Sesshoumaru's hold and her own desires. Never had she believed that she would cause such a reaction, although she guiltily realized that she was enjoying it. His tongue was most skilled in getting from her what he wanted. Sesshoumaru released her mouth only to make his way down her neck, nipping along her delicate throat. His free hand slowly slid down her body to cup her breast, kneading the soft globe.

 

“Oh, S-Sesshoumaru, what a-are you doing to me,” she gasped softly as his teeth grazed her collarbone. Sesshoumaru froze, seemingly brought back from his passion induced haze. He let go and stepped away from her as if burned. He took in great panting breaths, bringing his body back under control before staring at her coldly.

 

“This Sesshoumaru refuses to rut with a dirty human, whore or not,” he spat before slamming out of her room. Makai growled in disbelief. How dare he act like that? What had just happened was a two way street. So I'm a filthy human whore, hmm. Well Sesshoumaru, this means war.

 

Makai slowly straightened her clothes; an evil smirk that could rival Naraku's gracing her mouth. She quietly left her room, seeking out the person whom had occupied her mind since the beginning of dinner. She wondered the halls until she came upon a slightly opened door, a little girl sitting slumped on her bed. Makai entered the room and crossed to stand in front of a very depressed Rin.

 

“Rin, why are you so sad,” she questioned softly.

 

“Rin had a nightmare about when Mommy and Daddy died last night,” she whispered, silent tears rolling down her face. Makai sat beside the heartbroken little girl, lifting Rin onto her lap. She quietly stroked her hair, telling Rin without words that it was okay to cry in front of her. Great racking sobs filled the air as Rin let out her anguish over the horrible memory she had been faced with.

 

“It's okay, Rin. You can cry for them. You loved them very much, and this is a way for you to honor their memory,” she soothed. Slowly, the girl's sobs quieted until she only shook every so often with remembered pain. She hugged the woman who had comforted her, thanking her the only way she could at the moment.

 

“Can you stay with Rin tonight,” she asked hopefully, looking into the woman's beautiful honey eyes. A small nod was her only answer, and Rin's face lit with a smile. The woman told her she would be back in a few minutes and to go ahead and get into bed. Rin quickly complied.

Makai quickly returned to Rin's room wearing a short silk nightgown. She crawled in beside the girl whom she already felt a growing affection for. She drew the girl into her arms, giving comfort. Rin started to grow tired when a thought entered her head.

 

“What is your name,” she whispered groggily.

 

“Makai,” the woman whispered back. With a smile on her face, Rin fell asleep beside her new mother. She already felt a connection to this strange woman who defied Sesshoumaru and gave her comfort when no one else would. Makai listened as Rin's breathing evened out, watching the gentle rise and fall of the little girl in front of her. She could feel her love for this tiny creature already growing, and a soft smile graced her features. She settled down next to her before she, too, fell into the land of dreams.