InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Rivers of the Heart ❯ Breakdown ( Chapter 5 )

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Rivers of the Heart

Chapter Five: Breakdown

"Sesshoumaru?"

He stared at her, he felt like a deer fixated on the approaching headlights. Why had he come, why was he at her door? He needed to know she was okay but now his soul cried out for something more. Rin stood before him, her gorgeous brown eyes searching his amber ones in question.

`Damn it,' he silently cursed figuring that he had more than likely woke her up for his feeble excuses to see her.

His eyes rolled sensually down her body, her silk nightgown resting against her smooth, creamy skin, and the slits along both sides exposing the curves of her legs. Her aura, her scent called out to him, tempting him. It was immensely intoxicating, destroying all rational thoughts trying to form in his mind.

"Do you need something?" Rin's voice was mixed with emotions.

The sound of her soothing, gentle, soft voice managed to pull Sesshoumaru from his temporary obsession with her body.

"Are you…" his voice cracked much to his annoyance, "Are you alone?"

`Damn her,' his mind screamed. She made him feel things he had never felt before, never wanted to feel before. The sight of her was enough the drive him mad, the sound of her voice enough to make his knees buckle, and the presence of her fiery, perfect soul was enough to make him love her.

Rin watched the rare emotions flicker across his pupils. She could not stop the fluttering of her heart as his gaze washed over her sending a tingling sensation throughout her entire body. For a second she bit her bottom lip at his question. He was asking if Hiten was with her. No. Hiten only came to demand she stay away from Sesshoumaru, then slapped her around a couple of times to remind her who she belonged to, as if she could forget. Finally, she nodded her head in response.

It took a split second; maybe less but Rin was pushed backwards into her apartment at an inhuman speed. Strong arms wrapped possessively around her waist. She tried not to trip while her brain frantically attempted to process what was happening. After about five steps, her body was pressed against the wall. It was then that she felt what she had dreamt of feeling for so long. His lips desperately pressed against her mouth. They were soft, warm, and absolutely perfect. They molted against her mouth as if they had been made only to kiss her.

Rin's arms reached up to encircle his neck, compressing their bodies closer together. She felt the moisture of his tongue swish across her lips; instinctively she opened inviting him to indulge further. Thus the war began, dominance would be won at all cost. One of Sesshoumaru's hands moved from the small of her back, gliding down her thigh until it reached behind her knee, lifting her small body off the floor. Her legs wrapped firmly around his waist, pressing herself against the bulge in his pants.

His lips moved from her mouth, down her jaw line and neck to play havoc on the junction of her shoulder. He smirked against her heated flesh when a soft moan escaped her lips. He continued his descent, arching Rin's body back to allow him access to her supple breasts. Rin's fingers fisted in his hair as his hands stroked her bare ass after they found their way under her gown.

Rin was in ecstasy at the sensations he was causing her to have. How many times had she dreamt of him doing all the things he was doing to her now? She bit the contours of her mouth to keep from crying out as Sesshoumaru took one of her covered nipples into his hot mouth.

Instantly he ceased his actions earning a small whimper of protest from the heated female in his arms. He forcefully pushed her body against the wall as he held her; his eyes stared at her with intense burning and passion. It was taking all his control not to just take her now. He was going to take it slow, torture her for all the months of torment she put him through tempting him, flaunting her flawless body at him.

He bent his head, his mouth level with her collarbone. At an agonizing slow pace he slid is tongue across her shoulder and up her neck until he reached just below her ear. He was graced the harmonic sound of her breath catching in her throat.

"I will have you," he whispered huskily to her, "You…Are…Mine," with each of the last three words he torturously rubbed his lower region against her core.

Rin could not respond, her mind was lost to bliss and happiness. She felt him pull her away from the wall and carry her in the direction of her bedroom. Her entire body ached, trembled in anticipation. Her forehead rested on his shoulder, her fingers gripping firmly into the muscles of his forearm.

`Is this really happening? Is he really here? Oh God, I must have died.'

Sesshoumaru entered what he hoped was her bedroom, not that it mattered. He would have her one way or another. Rin was his, and no one on this earth would ever take her away from him. No one.

Luck apparently was on his side; it was not but a few steps into the foreign room, Sesshoumaru felt his knees hit what seemed to be a mattress. Blindly he fell forward, catching his weight his with arms before he crushed Rin beneath him. Her legs still clung tightly around his waist, testing the strength of his will. Immediately, her small hands began loosening his ice blue tie. He would have none of that…

Hastily he snatched her wrists and pinned them to her bed above her head. He watched silently amused as she wiggled to free her hands from his hold. Her eyes flared something fierce, passion spilling out from them enticing him further.

"Let me go…" she whined, sticking her lower lip out to pout her way out of the situation.

He gave her an evil smirk before lower his face and enclosing his mouth around her protruding lip, nipping at it with his sharp canines. He reveled in the sound of her luscious whimper.

Slowly his lips moved from her mouth, descending her jaw line with the slow twirling of his tongue along her heated flesh. Her back arched against his chest when his actions reached her neck, her arms attempted to jerk from his hold.

Sesshoumaru grinded his harden member against her soaked silver thong and Rin instantly ceased her struggles biting her bottom lip to muffle a moan. Pleased his actions obtained the desired result but choking back a groan, he continued his assault. Reaching the junction of her neck and shoulder, he sucked a small portion of her skin into his mouth causing both pain and pleasure to course through her veins as Rin tilted her head back in response.

Her short gasps for air tickled his ear, breaking down his restraints. His mind ordered for reinforcements and the determination to torture her came to the rescue, strengthening his control. He momentarily ceased all motions looking back and forth between his occupied hands and the nightgown she still wore. He could not properly continue her torment without the use of his hands. He lowered his mouth to her ear-breathing heavy into it before speaking.

"Do not move." He ordered, moving off of her.

He watched her with a stern gaze, her flushed face staring back with a clear look of confusion. Satisfied that she would adhere to his demand; Sesshoumaru removed his tie and placed it next to her on the bed. Shortly after his shirt, pants, and silk baby blue boxers followed. He smirked sadistically when her eyes grew the size of saucers while they remained a fixated on his large, throbbing shaft.

Swiftly he grasped Rin's hips and scooted her petite body over and up; closer to the top of the bed.

"Wha…?" she began to ask in wondering and frustrated tone.

"Do not speak." He commanded again this time locking eyes with her as he retrieved his tie and continued on with his task.

He tied her hands together with his tie, then tightly securing her limbs to the headboard of the bed all the while ignoring Rin's furrowed eyebrows and questioning, flustered gaze. Content with his work, Sesshoumaru climbed back on top of the waiting female and laid between her legs. His lips descended upon hers with all the fire that inflamed his soul - twisting, entwining with her eager tongue. Their lips continued, elicit moans escaping from their oxygen-deprived lungs.

His hands glided with feather light touches up her tanned thighs over her hips, temporarily diverted by plump mounds. His fingers twisted the erect nipples before engulfing the pair of breasts with his hands - massaging, squeezing them with need.

Sesshoumaru kissed his way down to just above her heart where he could hear its unhealthy rate as it pounded inside her chest. Her body jerked beneath him and he involuntarily growled as her slick core coated the side of his dick. His hands lost interest in her breast, and moved up to remove the straps of her gown.

Kissing and suckling his way down, he slid the white silk off her body. Teasing her supple breast as his lips passed. Finally the garment was removed and he tossed it across the room. His tongue danced violently around her breasts, slipping down towards her navel, his hands pulled off the sides of the only barrier keeping her from him.

Rin squirmed and the headboard rattled against the wall. Her back arched at the feel of his tongue against her core, soft gentle strokes slid over her lower lips, driving her into madness. Her lungs painfully panted for the air that was denied her as his fingers dug into her hips to hold them in place. Suddenly she felt his tongue dive into to her warm depths, curling inside her. Her head jerked back, her mouth opened to let out a scream of pleasant but no sound came. She longed to run her fingers through his silver mane but he had bound her to the to bed, preventing her from touching him, something she wished so much to do.

A familiar sensation built up in her abdomen, beckoning her to fall over the edge of complete ecstasy. He continued his ministrations inside her, instantly ceasing all motions and pulling away from her when she neared her climax. It was agonizing, he refused to let her finish, and he tantalized her. Every time he removed his tongue from her moist core, he locked eyes with her; a smirk curved his lips upward. God, pay back was truly a bitch.

After minutes of relentless torment on both their halves, Sesshoumaru positioned his member at her opening, capturing her lips, unable to prolong the inevitable. He did not entered, instead toyed with the knots he created that kept her from touching him. Once her hands were free, he thrust into her, loosing all control at the feeling of her tight walls gripping his shaft.

"Sesshoumaru," her voice was hoarse and full of passion, her hips moved against him, wanting more.

He pulled almost complete out then pressed forcefully back in, not caring he was not her first and knowing she did not care of his experience either. She was so tight against him, so tight. Her body moved perfectly in sync with his allowing him to penetrate her further. Her nails racked down his back, her moans bliss to his ears.

He kissed her neck while his arms reached under her back, pressed her shoulders down with every shove into her. Her breaths heightened and he could tell she was close to finishing. He began thrusting faster, harder into her, wanting her to reach her peak. After a few moments her muscles constricted, gripping his member and coating it with her fluids. It was not but a second later he joined her in climax, spilling his hot seed to her willing womb.

Sesshoumaru collapsed, rolling to the side and taking her with him as his body, mind, and soul came down from the most exhilarating high he had ever experienced. Rin melted against him, and he knew at that very moment, he wanted her by his side, forever. No woman would ever take her place in his heart. She was his, for Rin had captured his heart and ran with it to the ends of the earth. Possessing it for the rest of eternity.

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Rin awoke to the feeling of warmth. She snuggled closer to the man holding her exhausted body against him. A smile graced her lips as her mind recalled the events before she drifted to sleep. Her head rested against his bare, perfect toned chest, her legs entwined with his. She could feel the wonderful strokes of his fingers across her back.

"Are you awake?" she whispered, staring up into his angelic, handsome face. His eyes were closed, and his expression was placid, calm and content.

After a few moments of silence, he answered, "No."

Rin giggled and Sesshoumaru pulled her closer to him, if that was even possible. He waited for Rin to speak again but when she didn't his mind returned to the dilemma he now faced.

The thought of giving up the female in his arms was completely unbearable. He loved her, more than he had ever cared about anybody in his entire life. But his honored insisted, no…demanded that he keep his vow to Kagura. He had wronged them both, Rin and Kagura. He had made a mistake by coming to Rin's apartment. He should have never let it go as far as it did, but he could not stop the urge, the need, the desire to have her the second she told him she was alone. But then again, Rin was his weakness. His life. He could not make a decision. Honor or Love? Break a promise or sacrifice his dignity for the sake of love?

He had been the one to ask Kagura to be his wife, to withdraw such a request would go against everything he was brought up to be and every thing he valued. It would hurt Rin if he chose to stay with Kagura, she would ultimately hate him. How could he choose for he knew that Kagura would undergo the same unnecessary pain? Slowly anger towards his actions with Rin began to build. It was his fault one of them was going to suffer.

Sesshoumaru glanced down at her beautiful face and again noticed the darker region on her cheekbone. His blood boiled more fiercely than it had the first time he noticed it. He could not leave her knowing the only place for her to go back to was to that bastard. But he could not leave Kagura after the years she has spent by his side. His heart ached as thoughts of life without Rin flashed involuntarily through his mind. He hated these feelings of sadness, regret, and pain even more than he hated the sensations of love Rin had created in him. He had to know why she allowed Hiten to beat her. He reached down and stroked the bruise; he felt Rin's body tense at his actions.

"Why?" he asked in a monotone but demanding voice.

His heart ripped in half as her eyes glazed over like glass indicating the presence of tears.

"I cannot tell you," she responded burying her face in his side. He could feel the warm, smearing of the droplets across his skin.

"Why not?"

Rin sat up, keeping the blanket under her arms to keep herself covered. Her back was completely exposed to the man behind her; she hung her head in sorrow, "Because…"

Upon watching her shoulders shake, he sat up and pulled her into his lap. Sesshoumaru cradled her weeping form against him, stroking her hair in an attempt to sooth her pain.

"What ever it is…it is not worth being abused for,"

"Yes it is," she said in a barely audible tone.

"What could possibly be of such value to you that you allow yourself to be hit?" he retorted angrily, grabbing her chin with his fingers and forcing her to look at him.

"You," Rin muttered back, but quickly covered her mouth. Her eyes expanded, she had not intended on telling him the reason but it came out before she could stop it.

His eyes flared almost red for a moment. His arms tightened around her, "Explain."

Rin dropped her head again, staring blankly down at her lap. She dug herself into a hole and now she was going to have to climb her way out by telling him as little as possible but enough to satisfy Sesshoumaru's inquiry.

"Hiten does not want me around you, because he knows my heart belongs to you. Somehow he finds out that I have seen you at some point during the day and he takes his anger out on me, sometimes its with screaming other times he hits me," she pauses for a moment to look up at Sesshoumaru, a evil smirk played at her lips, "But sometimes I come to see you because I know he will find out, and I know it will piss him off. I live to piss that bastard off, because it makes him realize he will never get what he wants."

"You?"

Rin nodded, "well at least my body," she jumped slightly hearing an almost inhuman growl escape Sesshoumaru's throat.

"Then why do you allow him near you? He could easily…" he stopped nothing want to even think about the possibility, "Nothing adds up, Rin."

She laid her head against his shoulder while her mind strategically formed her response as to not let him know more than she wished him to know. Her hand reached up to wipe away the half dried trail of moisture just under her eye, "I owe him some money and well I can't really tell him to fuck off until I pay him back. And please don't suggest pressing charges against him, I already tried but since he comes from a wealthy, powerful family and I am orphaned from a lower middle class family, it's his word against mine. Besides Hiten has his groupies that vouch for him every time."

"If its money you need to keep him away from…" he tried to offer but Rin cut him off, anger dripped from her words.

"No! I owe him. I will pay him back with the money I have worked for; I don't care if it takes me all my life to do it. I will not accept any charity."

Sesshoumaru had about enough, annoyed he flipped them over so that he pinned her under him against he bed. Her eyes were flaring with so many emotions he could not name a single one, "I do not offer charity to you, woman. Do you like being hit by him? Is that it? Is that why you won't accept my help? "

Rin struggled against the weight of his body but she only managed to tire herself, he would not budge. She glared up at him, "Fuck you. You have no fucking right to say such a thing to me. You will never understand my reasons for needing it to be my money that pays him back. It's my debt."

"I would if you would tell me," Sesshoumaru snapped back, lowering his face so that their noses touched.

`Fuck,' Rin thought knowing she had trapped her self between a rock and a hard place; she turned her head to hide her face from his scrutiny, "I cannot…"

"Why?"

"Because I can't, I won't. Its my business, not yours!" she snapped her head back in place so their faces were close together again.

Sesshoumaru's heart ached with undeniable pain; she did not trust him enough to tell him. She would not accept his help so that she no longer had to suffer from Hiten's wrath. He stared coldly into her pained, determined eyes. The consequences she would have to face if she remained with him danced vividly through his mind. He could not let her be hurt for his sake he would not allow it. So after a few minutes of turmoil he made an almost unbearable decision. He would protect her even it meant he had to sacrifice her heart and his.

"I see," he started to remove all emotion from his voice and eyes but…no, not yet…he needed to feel her rose-colored lips against his one last time, he needed to feel complete one last time. Hungrily, he knelt his head down and devoured her lips. She immediately opened for him and he wasted no time in exploring the warm depths of her mouth. Seconds passed, he knew it had to be done now, or else he would not have the strength to leave her.

`I love you, Rin…forever,' his mind declared without words.

Sesshoumaru rolled off her, his feet making a muffled thud when they made contact with the carpet. Quickly he rose and began searching for his discarded clothing. He could feel Rin's eyes watching him, without a doubt wondering what he was doing. He had to this for her and he hoped one day she would forgive him.

After he was clothed, he turned to address her. Her questioning look was enough to eat him alive; "I must thank you for quite an evening, Rin." He made sure to keep his voice as detached as humanly possible. He had to pretend he didn't care.

"Wha…What are you talking about?" she asked while she stood, wrapping the blanket around her naked form. Her mind was barely able to register why the perception of his attitude had changed.

"Don't tell me you actually believed I would leave my fiancée for you, did you?" he watched broken heartedly the flicker of pain in her beautiful sad eyes, "I must admit your body was about to drive me insane, but I have satisfied that desire, so it will not be a problem again." He forced his eyes to remain on Rin even though it was killing him to watch her expressions. He had to be convincing, especially since their relationship and friendship had become very close.

Rin's mind panicked. How could he go from one extreme to the other in matter of minutes? What was he up too? He doesn't mean it, he can't. Not after what happened…after what they shared. He wasn't like that, was he?

"What are you getting at Sesshoumaru?"

"Well if you want me to be blunt then I will…you could never take the place of Kagura in my heart. All you…let me rephrase that…your body was nothing but an object of desire."

He was doing this for her protection. He was doing this for her protection. Sesshoumaru chanted that phrase in this mind over and over as the tears appeared in her eyes but would not fall.

"You can't mean that…what about your reactions, the emotions I saw in your eyes? Why do you get angry about Hiten, if I mean nothing to you?" Rin's voice was quivering. She would not cry in front of him, she would not give him the pleasure of seeing her tears for him.

Sesshoumaru stepped up to her, bending a bit so that he was eye level to her, "It was only your fucking imagination. I do not intend for this night to go any farther. Do not assume you can read me, Rin. Nobody has the ability to do that, so get it through your thick, childish skull…I fucked you to get you out of my system," his eyes were hard and unwavering, "As for Hiten…I do not believe a male should ever hit a woman no matter what kind of slut she is."

Rin's heart shattered into a million and one pieces. He had used her; he was no different than every other male that had been a part of her life. Their goal had always been to hurt her, something she believed Sesshoumaru would never do. She had been wrong, so very wrong. The harshness of his words and uncaring, cold sound of his voice blocked out the logical part of Rin's brain that screamed for her to call his bluff.

"Get out," her eyes narrowed, she refused to blink knowing the dam would break and the water would fall. He would not see her cry for him, "GET OUT," she screamed. She would not give him the satisfaction of knowing she cried for him.

Even though his soul felt like it had been ripped from his body, he managed to place a small smirk upon his lips to enhance his acting, "some parting words for you, Rin; don't be so eager to fuck every man that comes to your door. You neighbors might think you a whore."

That was when her hand made a sharp contact with his cheek, which was all the proof he needed that she had taken the bait. No longer would she would have to undergo a rage fit because of him. He would find some way to survive without her, and some way to deal with his own pain and the pain of knowing he had hurt her. All she could do now was hate him, and it would not take long for the hate to replace her pain.

"I said get out," her voice was extremely low while she glared at him from behind a barrier of a liquid wall.

Sesshoumaru turned and began walking away towards the door. He could hear Rin's footsteps behind him. Finally after stumbling a bit through the darkness of the early morning hours he opened the door, allowing a bright light to spill in from the lit hallway. He stepped out of the apartment to be greeted by the harsh slamming of her door. A second and a half later he heard a thud from the other side that sounded like something hitting the floor.

He turned and pressed his forehead to the door gently, his heart shattered like glass at the sound of her frantic sobs on the other side, "I'm sorry," he whispered while he stepped away from the door and walked away from the only woman who would ever own his heart. The only woman he had ever and would ever love.

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Inuyasha sat at the coffee table in front of his couch. The morning sunshine beamed through the windows illuminating and brightening the warm toned room. He stared down at the woman sleeping in front of him. She looked so peaceful. Strands of black hair slid from behind her ear and fell across her face.

Subconsciously he reached over and smoothed the stray hair back in place. His fingers lingered on her skin, gliding from the frame of her ear to her cheek. Inuyasha closed his hand loosely and brushed the back of his knuckles across her warm, creamy skin. Immediately his ministrations ceased at the sound of a soft moan escaping her lips.

He stared at her with a half grin dancing along his lips. Her beautiful cinnamon eyes fluttered open, looking around in attempt to acknowledge where she was. Then they fell upon him, and he felt his heart stop at the sight of her graceful smile.

"Good morning, sleepy head," Inuyasha said playfully taunting her.

Kagome stretched her back, her arms reaching far above her head, while her legs extended towards the end of the sofa. After loosening her muscles, the female turned to her side and faced her partner, making sure to keep the blanket over her mouth so she would not kill him with her morning breath.

"What time is it?"

"A little after eight," Inuyasha answered, a glint of amusement in his eyes at the expression she was making with her eyebrows.

"Arrr, Inuyasha, why didn't you wake me earlier?" she asked him in a slightly irritated voice.

Inuyasha merely chucked, "Because I wanted you to rest," his eyes clouded with seriousness, "How are you feeling?"

Kagome held the blanket closer to her body while her mind reminded of her of the lost of her friend. It hurt, and she still wanted to cry at the idea of never seeing Eri again, but the feelings were not as uncontrollable as they had been the night before. The shock of the event had dwindled so now there was only a void in her heart where her friendship with Eri had once resided.

She gave him a weak smile even though he could not see it through the blanket she still kept over her mouth, "I am alright, thank you."

Inuyasha shook his head as he stood, "I had a new toothbrush and some toothpaste sent up for you, they are in the guest bathroom when you are ready. Then I'll drop you off at your apartment before I head to work so that you can get ready but I do not want to see you in the office before ten. I want you to relax and take your time, is that understood?" His eyebrow rose a bit in question.

Kagome nodded in agreement as she sat up allowing her body, again, to stretch before standing and groggily walking towards the bathroom.

"Oh and Kikyou told me this morning that she is going to start seeing a psychiatrist."

Kagome missed the doorway into the bathroom and involuntarily hit the adjoining wall at the very unexpected and quite startling information.

It took her a second to regain her surroundings and to rub her sore forehead, "Are you sure you were under the influence of hopeful wishing again, Inuyasha?" she asked glaring angrily at the offending wall.

"Naw, I'm serious," she could hear him yell from the second floor, "She said so before she left for work this morning."

"Well, just maybe she'll get the help she really needs," Kagome hoped innocently before stepping to the side and entering the bathroom, smacking the wall with her hand as she passed just so she felt better that she hurt the wall back.

A few minutes passed and Inuyasha returned to the living room to find Kagome patiently waiting for him. He couldn't keep the smile off his lips from the sight of her. She had a natural beauty that very few people had. She did not need layers of make up, which Kikyou seemed to think was a necessity to being pretty. Kagome was a goddess without any help.

"Staring problem?" Her eyebrows rose and a half smirk plastered on her face.

Inuyasha cleared his throat reverting his gaze to the floor, "No," he mumbled slightly embarrassed that he had been caught.

Kagome stood and walked over to where he stood at the foot of the stairs. Hesitantly she wrapped her arms around his neck and nuzzled her face into his shoulder. A second later she felt his strong arms around her waist pulling her against him. His chin rested on her shoulder, and held her tighter.

"Thank you," her voice was muffled against his black jacket.

He pulled a way so he could look her in the eyes but his arms still remained possessively around her, "You never have to thank me, Kagome. Your friendship is all the thanks in the world."

Kagome smiled, her eyes glazed with a thin layer of tears. He was her best friend nowadays and it hurt to admit that Kikyou didn't want her friendship and Sango seemed to not need her. Inuyasha was all she had, and she loved him more every day for that simple fact. But life presented a new problem, her love ran stronger than just friendship, she was in love with him, Kikyou's husband. It was wrong on more levels than she could count. But on more occasions than one she has had to force her heart and her body from giving into the torturous yearning to be with him.

Now was one of those times. Her heart cried out for the feel of his lips against hers but her mind screamed reprimands and disgust at the idea. Her eyes searched his and discovered that he seemed to be undergoing the same agonizing battle. Why did she allow herself to fall in love with a man she could not rightfully have?

Without realizing it, their face had inched closer while they both were lost in their thoughts. His amber eyes were locked with hers, and her breathing slowed. He felt her body melt against his at the slightest brush of their lips. Inuyasha figured he would go insane from all the emotions running ramped through his mind and heart. It hurt to betray his wife with her best friend, yet it hurt to deny the love he had felt for Kagome for so long.

`Never again,' his mind reminded him, `Never again.'

Inuyasha tried to pull away but his body would not move, he was trapped in a battle between his heart and his morals. In an instant every thought vanished from his mind, every objection was charred to dust as a bolt of lightening jolt through his being at the feel of her lips massaging his.

Intense could not properly explain what it was like kissing the woman he was forbidden to love. It felt like a heat was scorching its way through his veins, like for the first time in his life he was alive.

Kagome moaned against his mouth, when his tongue slid into hers. Never had she wanted someone so much, but the cost to have him was almost too much of a price to pay. She knew she should have not closed the distance between them but she could not resist and now…now she wanted more, so much more.

She felt his hands soothingly massage the small of her back; her own caressed the back of his neck at the junction where his hair began. She pressed his head closer to her so she could deepen their powerful kiss. He held on to her tight, lifting her feet off the floor so that they dangled a few inches from the carpet. Guilt had been forgotten in the heat of the moment only to build up in the back of their minds, ready to explode the instant Kagome and Inuyasha returned to reality.

After the need for air overwhelmed their desire, Inuyasha placed Kagome back on her feet and pulled away to breath. But it was only seconds until Inuyasha attacked her neck, sending luscious suckling kisses down her neck. Kagome arched her neck to the side giving him better access and losing her self to the sensations he was creating in her.

Beethoven's ninth symphony broke the couple's concentration. The dull vibration tickled Kagome's side while she reached inside her pocket to get her ringing cell phone out. Inuyasha's forehead rested on her shoulder his breaths coming in soft but forced pants. Kagome closed her eyes for a moment, stroking his head with her hand before answering her phone.

"Hello?"

"Kagome…" the voice on the other end was low and pained.

"Sango?" Kagome asked faintly shocked while she stepped away from Inuyasha just as he moved from her, watching her intently.

"I am sorry about your friend. Are you okay?" Sango's voice was now not only pained but full of sorrow and sympathy.

"Thank you, but I am okay now. How are you?"

"Good."

Thank was a lie if Kagome had ever heard one.

"Kagome? Would you mind if we came for a visit next week?"

Inuyasha watched Kagome's eyes light up with excitement while she smiled at him, "Yes, I mean no…grrr…please come, I miss you guys so much."

Sango laughed almost inaudibly before speaking again, "Alright, I still have three more days until the university lets out for spring break, then we can come to visit…"

Kagome could hear low whimpers and sniffles echoing into her ear, "Sango what's wrong?"

The tears exploded from her friend and Kagome waited patiently but worriedly for Sango to regain the ability to speak, "I can't talk about it right now. When we come to visit we will talk. But umm…Kagome, I am going to need you and Inuyasha to do me a very important favor if you two are able."

"Anything Sango." Kagome was more than concerned now not only from the fact of the quivering of her best friend's voice and the fact that Sango rarely cried, but more so by the concept that Sango was very independent and would rather do everything herself before asking others for help.

"Thank you. I will call in a couple of days when Mir…" Sango fought back sobs again, "…when we can work out the details okay?"

"Alright, Bye."

"Bye."

Kagome flipped her phone closed, and replaced it in her pocket. She let a heavy sigh escape her lips.

"Is she okay?" Inuyasha asked moving back towards Kagome, and gently placing a hand on her shoulder.

"I don't know, something is wrong but she won't tell me yet. Miroku and Sango are coming for a visit, though."

"Well that's good news right?"

"Yeah but I am still worried about her…"

Kagome took an uneasy step backwards away from him, her mind victoriously reminding her of what had only just recently transpired between herself and Inuyasha. She looked up into his face, guilt dancing sulkily across her normal sparkling eyes. She stomach churned uneasily causing Kagome to feel sick as a direct result of her actions with a married man.

Inuyasha looked away from her pained stare. He hated this he hated everything. He fucked things up with his partner. Now things were never going to be the same again, strictly because he could not control the insatiable need to love her, Kagome - his wife's best friend. Anger burrowed into his racing blood. He…he…

Kagome interrupted his thoughts, "I am sorry," she stared behind him, refusing to meet his eyes.

"So am I," he responded with an undeniable sigh.

"We have to stop this!" Kagome pleaded, her voice laced intricately with mixed emotions.

"Avoidance doesn't work…it only seems to make matters worse, what else is there for us to do?" Inuyasha asked, stalking pass her towards the front door.

Kagome looked sadly down at her clasped hands, "Forget…"

He stopped dead in his tracks, his heart twisting into a tangled heap of lifelessness. She was right. They needed to forget. Forget about the things she made him feel, forget that his soul belonged to her, and her alone. Forget and make his heart believe he really loved his wife, whom he was beginning to doubt ever loved him in the first place.

"Agreed," he said quickly, without much more thought, "We better get going so I can drop you off, I need to get to work," he snapped in an attempt to hide the agonizing pain ripping through his existence.

He clenched his fists at the sound of Kagome tear-filled acceptance, "Agreed," she whispered.

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Hiten entered the dark, luminousness home office of his uncle. He felt a cold chill tingle down his spine upon seeing the equally dark, luminousness figure seating at the cherry wood desk.

"You have news?" the figure questioned in a deep, low voice.

The younger male took a step forwards, a pleased smirk forming on his dry lips, "It seems as though Sesshoumaru has done the hard work for me."

"Explain," the man's uncle demanded leaning back in his large, black leather chair.

Hiten's grin only grew in width as he took a seat across from his relative, "You said the key to having Rin is to break her spirit," he paused watching his uncle nod in agreement, "and well Sesshoumaru has incredulously crushed her hopes."

"How do you know this?"

"I had bugs installed in her apartment." Hiten answered folding his arms across his chest.

"So Sesshoumaru was in Rin's apartment?" the man across the desk narrowed his eyes and his already dark pupils darkened.

Hiten mentally gulped form the vibes coming off his uncle, "Um, he spent the night with her."

The older male slammed his fist on his desk, rising immediately from his chair, "What of Kagura?"

"Calm down and listen…" Hiten uneasily requested, pulling a small tape recorder from his pocket and pressing play just as the other man took his seat again.

They listened silently as Sesshoumaru's cold, heartless voice filled the room telling the female he had just fucked that it meant nothing; that she meant nothing to him. The recording ended with the sounds of breaking glass and a few other articles as well as pained sobs coming from the upset female.

"Very well, my advice to you is to keep reminding her of her worthlessness, that she will never overcome what she really is…then once her spirit is completely gone, her hope destroyed, she will be yours."

Hiten's eyes flared fiercely at the idea as anticipation grew in his loins.

"And if you ever let Sesshoumaru near that whore again, you will quickly discover what it feels like to be crushed under a thousand feet of ocean water. I will not have my daughter humiliated."

"But Kagura has told you time and again to stay out of her life in the respects of trying to control her."

"I know this, but my daughter is naïve about her faith in Sesshoumaru and I guarantee that if he so much as touches Rin again you and he both will suffer a faith far worse than either of you can imagine."

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