InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Moving Up in the World ❯ Dissappointment ( Chapter 16 )

R&R! (yeah, that's all I have to say…so maybe I'm running out of clever things to say! Big deal!)

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rin was in a much better mood. With Sesshy's reaffirmed straightness and the banquet looming, everything was looking great. Plus, it was her favorite time of the day, lunch.

Rin walked happily past Yura, who was busy with her hair, again. Rin sincerely thought that that woman was crazy…

 

“Time to switch shampoos again, your hair is getting dull.” Yura said creepily.

 

“Oh…erm…thanks…” Rin poked the elevator door several more times for good measure. With a sigh of relief, Rin hopped into the elevator and leaned on the back wall.

 

“Oh, hey Shippo.” She finally noticed the curious stare of the fox boy.

 

“Hey Rin.” He said curiously. “Going to lunch?”

 

“Yep.” She said happily.

 

“Good!” he exploded in excitement. “I happen to be going to lunch in a matter of seconds as well! Perhaps you might join me?”

 

“Oh sure…” she said as he pulled her out into the lunch court. “Uh where are we going?” she asked as they dodged swarms of people standing in lines.

 

“The back booths of course! Everyone knows they are the best place to sit! And ever since I met Kagome she's let me sit there!” he explained without missing a step.

 

“Oh…” Rin replied as she saw the ritzier section of tables that he was referring to. And sure enough, there was Kagome and Inuyasha.”

 

“You are SO STUPID!” Kagome bellowed as she threw a plate at Inuyasha's head.

 

“WHAT THE HELL DIDJA YA DO THAT FOR?” He screamed as his forehead visibly pulsed.

 

“BECAUSE YOU ARE AN IDIOT!!!…” Kagome was red. Rin let her attention turn to Miroku and Sango, who were sitting nearby with another slumped figure.

 

“Hello Miroku, Sango.” Rin said politely. Suddenly she saw who the figure was. “Kohaku!” She gasped.

 

“Rin? Oh yes, you told me you worked here now…” He said almost lifelessly.

“Kohaku?” she said softly.

 

“Oh yes, your probably wondering why I am here, it seems I am to work here as well. I closed up that old dusty shop.” He said as he stared into nothing. Rin glanced between Miroku's and Sango's concerned faces.

 

“So Rin, how is work?” Miroku asked blandly, obviously changing the subject.

 

“Fine…I guess…Have you two seen Sesshoumaru…it seems he wasn't at the office today…” Rin stammered.

 

“Oh I believe I have.” Miroku said sagely.

 

“Where?” She asked innocently.

 

“Behind you, rushing at us.” He said mildly. Rin whipped around, and sure enough Sesshoumaru was coming at them at an alarming speed. Rin thought he looked very angry.

 

“Sesshoumaru-sama?” She asked curiously.

 

“Come Rin.” He commanded, and they were off. Rin wondered how many times today she would be pulled across the lunchroom. However she had to admit the view was much nicer this time.

 

“Where are we going?” She asked as they got into the elevator, which was currently being run by a bland looking young man.

 

“Ground floor.” He said to the bland man. “You have a fitting you must attend.” He said to Rin.

 

 

“Oh wow…” Rin gasped as they entered a store full of the most lavish store she had ever seen.

 

“Good day Lord Sesshoumaru, how may I help you?” asked the salesman.

 

“We are here for a fitting.” He said gruffly. Annoyed that the same idiotic salesman was still here.

 

“Oh yes, with the pink dress? Of course Mr. Takahashi.” He said busily.

 

“Pink dress?” Rin asked curiously. “Oh my Buddha!” She squealed as the salesman brought the dress into view.

 

Sesshoumaru could tell Rin was quite happy with it, if the hopping up and down and the tackling of the salesman were any sign. He couldn't help but feel pride with himself since he had picked it out all by himself. An older lady took them into a lavish mirrored room with couches on one side and a dressing room on the other.

 

“Now get this on in the dressing room dear.” She said to Rin as she guided her into the polished door. Sesshoumaru settled into the plush couch.

 

“Milord!” an alarmingly familiar voice rung through the store. Sesshoumaru nearly finished rolling his eyes before a stumpy green figure blocked his view.

 

“What.” Sesshoumaru said dryly.

 

“Well…I wondered if you had anything that needed done…” Jakken squeaked.

 

“Not really…” Sesshoumaru growled out.

 

“Well the perhaps I shall just keep you company then!” Jakken said merrily.

 

“As a matter of fact I do have something that needs to be done…” Sesshoumaru interjected before the toad sat down. “I…need a…. Corsage! That's right…but not just any corsage, I need the rarest of all flowers for my crosage.” Sesshoumaru finished haughtily.

 

“Of course milord, I know just the flower, the purple polka-dotted dandelion of Bolivia, it only grows in the deepest, most dangerous forests in all the world! I know just the place that delivers them!” he said dramatically.

 

“No.” Sesshoumaru said.

 

“No?” Jakken looked sadly at him.

 

“I want my flowers hand picked.” Sesshoumaru couldn't help but sneer.

 

“…..puh…” was all Jakken could manage, the toad turned sadly towards the door.

 

“Jakken?” Sesshoumaru called out happily.

 

“Yes milord?” Jakken turned around hopefully.

 

“The forests of Bolivia are crawling with cannibals, jaguars, and twenty-foot python among other things, are they not?” Sesshoumaru asked innocently.

“…yes….” Jakken squeaked as sweat drops formed on his green skin.

 

“Perfect.” Sesshoumaru said as he went back to watching the dressing room door.

 

“Eeek!” Rin squealed from the dressing room. Sesshoumaru quickly stood up to vanquish whatever enemy threatened Rin, when she popped out.

 

“I-I love it.” She said as she twirled about wistfully.

 

Sesshoumaru was right, she was gorgeous, the pink brought a flush to her cheeks and the dress clung to her curves in all the right places… Sesshoumaru was brought from his revelry by her glowing brown eyes.

 

“Thank you…” She said softly.

 

“Your welcome.” He said quite uncharacteristically. Suddenly the old woman grabbed her and hauled her up to the platform and begun placing needles in it.

 

“Hmm…it seems the only adjustment will be in the chest…you seem to be slightly…too big…for this…” Rin blushed at the old lady's remarks. Sesshoumaru found his glance at the aforementioned body part. He smiled, Rin's chest certainly did not fit in the dress that was built for stick thin, figureless women.

 

As the old woman tried to discretely smash Rin's chest into the dress, Sesshoumaru fell into his own thoughts. Narraku had made him promise to take Kagura. If he didn't go, Inuyasha would be broken…So he was stuck here, knowing he would have to tell Rin later…

 

 

 

“There you are dear,” said the old woman as she stitched the last stitch. Sesshoumaru was discomforted that the dress still gave very little to the imagination as far as her chest went…

 

“Wrap it up.” He said coldly. Rin's eyes were the size of dinner plates, So were the seamstress's.

 

“You are quite aware the dress costs 2,583 dollars, you know, due to the extensive beading…”

“Yes, charge it to my account.” He snipped. Rin held her dress lovingly as she stared after him wonderingly. What was bothering him?

 

Rin sat quietly as they drove home. Something was surely on his mind. She could tell by the way that he was furrowing his brow.

 

“Sesshoumaru-sama?” She asked softly and sweetly.

 

“Yes, Rin?” He allowed his brow to unfurrow for a moment.

 

“Is there something…wrong?” Sesshoumaru frowned at how well she had pegged him.

 

“Not particularly…” he lied. She frowned at him. “I need to tell you something.” He said quickly.

 

“What?” she asked, not sure whether to be frightened or what.

 

“Well, it seems I will be unable to escort you to the Christmas banquet…” he said deadly soft.

 

“Oh…” She turned forward once more and looked deeply into her lap.

 

They pulled up to the house, Sesshoumaru sighed…and when he had almost forgot what pain felt like… As they got out he was surprised to see her walk quickly ahead of him, rather than walk beside him…He knew it was because she was upset…He could smell her tears…Bitter saltiness mixing with her usual sweet flowery aroma…

 

TBC!!!

 

Well, what did you think? Short again I know, but at least you are getting something, right? I liked this chapter…it ended a little melodramatic, but hey, I have to sprinkle a little of my (incredibly cheesy) version of angst on it. Hey, I can actually see plot forming!!!

 

Whoa…it's so hard to start thinking of how I'm going to end this! I mean I never even began thinking of any ending when I started this thing. I guess I always figured it would be a flop so I never worried about it. It's pretty amazing to me to have 326 reviews along with being in one C2 community that I know of, I would like to just give you a bit of a thanks.

 

I will actually put solemn effort into putting aside time to update ASAP

 

(so far I have three pages that I REALLY think you will like…heheh)

 

Love,

Kitkat