InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ So Emotional ❯ Part Four ( Chapter 4 )
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By: MIztikal_Dragon 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.16.2009 | Pages: 4 | Words: 6.4K | Visits: 366 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.16.2009 | Pages: 4 | Words: 6.4K | Visits: 366 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I don't own anything besides my vehicle and my pets... and even then I think they might just own me.. lawlz
This chapter was brought to you curtosey of "Because of You" by Ne-Yo.. and six hours of listening to the same song over and over and over again.
Had to be a ninja to get this chapter updated since I don't have internet at the moment! Explanations down at bottom... Also, this chapter contains adult situations, if you do not like such, please read no further.. yayz. Please Enjoy.
So Emotional
By Miztikal-Dragon
Part Four
It was easily a week until Rin could get the cherry red blush from her cheeks from merely seeing two people sharing an intimate kiss and she knew it would be even longer until she was able to look Kohaku in the eyes again without feeling guilty. Grant it there was nothing to feel guilty about, especially with Kohaku. She had offered herself to the shy boy and he but pushed her away. She hadn't kissed Sesshomaru to get back at Kohaku, that much she could say was truthful because it wasn't about getting back at Kohaku, since technically he hadn't done anything wrong. Shippo and Rin called it her temporary lapse of stupid, okay well she did, Shippo called it "hil-fucking-larious", his words exactly. He teased her when she first told him about the strange woman in the trench coat, about how Rin wanted to run away so he couldn't see her, but Sesshomaru had spotted her first.
She had told Shippo about her kiss, the way she felt as Sesshomaru touched her in a way no one of the male, or female gender had ever dared to touch her and when her blush came back full force Shippo had spent the next few days making kissy noises and over exaggerated moans. Of course she had smacked Shippo every chance she got to; however, there were drawback while wearing a cast in the speed department, though she did get a good kick once or twice that appeased her.
That wasn't the point though, not when she lay in the darkness of her shared bedroom wondering why things went the way they did. Rin already knew that she would be seeing Sesshomaru again; after all, she had promised to explain everything to him... Though, what 'everything' meant she had no idea any longer. A part of her ached to see him again purely for sexual stimulation. her body longed for the skilled touch of his fingers again to feel the trail of fire that burned and caressed her. It could be nothing more than adolescent lust smoldering deep inside her, an primal animal need, but from they way her body bended to Sesshomaru she highly doubted anyone but him could satisfy it.
Okay, that's it!, she told herself shaking her head almost violently. She was done thinking about her need to feed her libido and the man who could do it if she let him. There were other things that she needed to think about, things that demanded her attention and she was not about to shuck her responsibilities because she needed a nice stiff one. She decided she would be productive this morning, unlike she had been for the last two weeks and she was determined to keep her mind to herself and not on other people or their gender parts.
That itself wasn't hard to do, all that it required was finding the right people and that consisted of finding Sango. The woman was tall, well taller than Rin was and beautiful. Long dark hair, creamy complexion, she was like a siren's call, but she had an attitude of a spitting mad bull. Rin guessed that Sango's temper was what drew in her latest (and longest), lasting relationship with the town pervert, but who Rin's 'den mother' slept with was of no concern to her. She remembered, no gossip was good gossip, though she bended it to her will as she pumped Sango for work. It was like winning the lottery when it came to the orphanage. There was always something that needed to be fixed, cleaned, or tidied up and Rin took the mop and wash cloths with open arms.
Rin was lucky enough to have an old battered CD walkman and a pair of earphones and she quickly tucked it into the back of her jeans as she dusted and swept. She would have hand mopped the floor, but Sango refused to let Rin use anything other than the old mop. She hadn't quite paid attention to the reason behind it, the mentioning of her name would have been enough of a reason. Accidents never seemed to care about coincidences until they met with her and that always wound up in a hospital visit or four.
That was another reason in her wanting to stay busy, hospital visits. She had to waste time until it was time to take the long boring journey back for a doctor's visit for the status of her unloved yellow cast. The awkward plaster was already driving her up the wall and back and she was ready for it to be taken off (hell if she had it her way she would saw it off herself to save time). The idea was an amusing one, though only amusing because knowing Rin's luck if someone actually gave her a saw she'd end up having an extended stay in a hospital bed with no way of leaving. It didn't matter that as of midnight she was now legally responsible for herself, the only difference was that this time the state would not be picking up the bill as they always had. This time it was all on her.
This birthday, her eighteenth birthday was seen as a curse and a blessing. A blessing since she was finally seen as an adult in the eyes of the law and she did not have to worry about any more adoption interviews, she didn't have to report to anyone besides herself and that itself was enough to give her a fit of giggles and impromptu dancing. Eighteen was also a curse, it meant that her days at the orphanage were numbered and soon she would be forced onto her own. Okay, so if she really wanted to stay she could; after all, Sango wasn't going to make Rin leave when everyone there knew it would throw Kohaku into a hissy fit. It didn't sound that horrible; however, if there was one person Sango couldn't say no to it would be Kohaku, especially since he was her last living relative and her baby brother.
Rin wouldn't play that card so she could stay though. To say the least she was excited to begin a new chapter in her very unexciting life. She could always persuade Sango to hire her on as staff until she could find something more permanent and then she would plunge herself into the real world. Of course she'd have to eventually find a place to live, maybe some cheap apartment complex or a studio, but even cheap was expensive and the thought made her shudder. What she needed was a nice quiet desk job, something that wouldn't in any way have the chance to be introduced to her clumsiness. That was asking a lot, she knew, but a girl could hope and Rin was hoping like it was nobody's business.
Shaking her head silently, Rin continued to brush the soggy mop back and forth across the old wooden floors. It would be needing a good waxing and she smiled thinking about all the kids who would go sliding across the floor in a pair of long socks. Shippo still got in on it each time and somehow wound up slipping down the stairs, and though it could be disastrous, he always popped back up unscathed with an enormous smile on his face. Some people got all the luck.
A song blared into her ear pieces and she felt all her thoughts disappear as she sang along to the music. She wasn't a born singer, truth be told she couldn't even stay on key let alone sing well, yet that knowledge didn't stop her from belting out the lyrics at the top of her lungs as the artist performed. There wasn't even a chance at her ever being a professional dancer, not with her lack of balance, and neither did that stop her from shaking her hips to the beat, at one point pretending like the mop in her hands was a microphone.
Rin was so caught up in her imagination that she hadn't heard the loud calling of her name several times. She could have seen him coming if she had been paying attention or at least had her eyes opened as she sang obnoxiously to the new song playing, but she didn't and when a hand clamped down on her shoulder, she screamed. The mop clattered to the ground and Rin spun around, losing her balance in the process and toppling over. Her eyes were wide as she stared up at the man in front of her, his blue eyes filled with warmth and his soft smile growing from cheek to cheek in an attempt to split his face in half.
"Are you okay?" He asked outstretching his hand and helping Rin to her feet. "I didn't mean to scare you like that."
"Yeah yeah," she said grumbling under her breath at the now broken CD player. "I bet you didn't Miroku."
Miroku feinted being upset, his hand clutching his chest over dramatically but he couldn't rid himself of the toothy grin on his face so like his innocence, it was wasted. Rin noticed that this was the first time she had seen the man in front of her in what felt like ages, even longer since she had seen a real smile on his face and she wondered if everything with him was okay. She remembered him and Sango leaving several times during the day when the younger children were either in school or being watched by the other older residents and they never seemed to mind as much when she had to go in for a check up.
Maybe they knew someone who was there, she thought to herself allowing Miorku to throw his arms around her for a brotherly hug. He was looking better, she decided pinching his arm when he began squeezing her too tightly. There was no doubt in her mind why he was there now, he had obviously been given the duty to take her, thus saving her from a long and uneventful cab or bus ride downtown where the hospital would be.
"Are you ready to go?" She asked taking picking up the mop and leaning it against a nearby wall.
"Whenever you are my darling!" If there was one thing Miroku was good at it was his ability to charm or sweet talk anything with a pair of breasts and she laughed as he looped his arm around hers and directed her out of the orphanage doors.
The check up wasn't all that bad, her leg was healing, but slowly, very slowly and it would be easily a while longer until the damned thing would be able to come off. Until then she was instructed, several times to take it easy and not to rough house (as if she did it intentionally!), and at one point she swore Miroku wanted to say "boys will be boys doctor" because that's what he had said at the last visit, ignoring the fact that everyone in the room knew that underneath her clothes were no trace of the male anatomy.
To make it up to her, Miroku bought her lunch and to take revenge on him, Rin ate everything she could push down her throat. It wasn't a good feeling once everything had begun to settle, but she wasn't going to voice her upset stomach anymore than Miroku wanted to give up and become monogamous no matter how much he 'loved' Sango. They funny thing was they hadn't left the hospital yet, and Miroku said it was because he wanted to check up on someone he knew before they left.
Normally Rin didn't mind; however, she was tired now and honestly she did not want to spend the rest of her birthday in the hospital with sick people. Who cared if she didn't have any other plans for the day, she could as well have spent it sleeping and being lazy, at least that sounded better, but Rin didn't protest as Miroku guided her down countless hallways. Rin didn't think about how familiar the hallways were since she had been down practically every hallway except the morgue (people actually paid attention their to the living), they had actually marched her right back to where she was supposed to be and that had kept her from going back indefinitely.
"Where are we going?" She asked once, doubting Miroku was listening as he counted room numbers.
Rin knew she didn't have to follow him, she could have just turned around and walked out, she had enough money to catch a cab or ride the bus, yet she followed obediently in hopes that where ever he was taking her had a chair so she could sit down. So much for taking it easy. They reached their destination a few minutes later and out of everything Rin could have possibly expected, what she saw wasn't anything close. Long silver hair was pulled into a tight braid and amber eyes watched her curiously as Miroku spoke to him. There was a girl in the hospital bed closest to the window, her eyes watching the two males curiously, a thin smile on her lips.
The hair is what gave it away and Rin stood dumbfounded for what felt like forever as she stared at the strange man. She remembered sneaking into this room a little more than a month before when she originally was forced into endure a yellow plaster cast to watch television and hiding between the beds. She remembered being found and the electricity. She remembered her blush and Sesshomaru.
"Who is that?" The silver haired man said pointing his finger at Rin. "Did you and Sango break up?"
Miroku stammered with incomprehensible words and Rin rolled her eyes as she crossed the room over to where the man sat watching her. "No, I'm from the orphanage that Sango runs, Miroku took me to my appointment because, as gimpy as I seem to have become can't go anywhere by myself. Thank you very much."
"Rude much?" he replied narrowing his eyes curiously at her.
"No, not really," Rin said shrugging her shoulders as if she were commenting on the wind. "I'm just tired and my leg kinda hurts, it being broken and all."
InuYasha's laugh was loud and sharp and Rin decided she liked the way it sounded. He wasn't really that bad of company, the two of them just seemed out of sorts. Then again why wouldn't they be she had no idea, they had been in the hospital longer than she had in years and if they distasted it as much as she did, then there was no need to explain anything to her because she could sympathize.
"Sit down then," he said patting the bed he was on and helping her up when she accepted.
She learned his name was InuYasha and his companion was Kagome and it hit her like a ton of bricks when she was told about how exactly the two of them wound up in their state. It wasn't anything stupid like she assumed, but serious and the urge to give Kagome a hug was almost uncontrollable when the haunted look glazed her eyes. They were all right, she mused as she weaseled all three of them into a game of cards, Kagome and Miroku pulling up chairs as she dealt the cards out equally.
By the fifth game Rin was ready to call it quits, not because it wasn’t fun, but because she was feeling more tired than she had in weeks easily. Resting her eyes or even napping sounded like a dream come true at the moment for her and placing down her last card she smiled hearing groans of defeat, she had won yet another hand. Quickly she had learned exactly how loud InuYasha became when playing a game riddled with competition and it warmed her heart. All three of the people with her were a few years her senior and they laughed and argued as care freely as she did with her few friends.
“One more game and I’m calling it quits,” Rin said puling a stray strand of hair behind her ear watching Kagome, InuYasha’s girlfriend she was told earlier, shuffle the cards and pass them out. “I’m tuckered out.”
“Tuckered out?” InuYasha laughed lightly, his amber eyes glowing as he looked down at her. “I haven’t heard anyone use that phrase since I was a child.”
From the look on his face Rin could tell that he was submerged in an old memory, one that was pleasant and she found herself blushing as she picked up her cards. She could be friends with them, Rin decided biting down on her lower lip, they were decent people and with them she was comfortable. The thought made her smile as she played her hand, picking up from the deck and discarding. InuYasha, Kagome, and Miroku were the kinds of people that a girl like her could lean on, hell--that anyone could lean on if they needed the shoulder and she was thankful to have met them.
Rin only half-listened to the friendly chatter from her companions, her mind focused on her thoughts. How long would it last? She wondered tracing her index finger over the tip of the cards in her hand. Sure days like these were fun, unbelievably so, and yet she knew that soon there would be less and less until moments like the one she was having at the moment would disappear completely. How many days, weeks, or months did she have left of “easy” life and when it left would she ever get it back?
“Hey Rin it’s your turn,” Miroku called out, his hand touching her shoulder and thrown from her thoughts, she jumped, her eyes wide.
“Oh sorry!” She chuckled softly trying to keep the blush from her cheeks. “Guess I’m a more than a little tired.”
Shifting her weight as she picked up a card from the pile, Rin glanced down at her cards with a heavy heart. She was no longer in the mood for cards, she realized, she wanted to be by herself to sort out her overwhelming depressing thoughts and she hated her momentary weakness. The cards in her hands were crap, there would be no winning this hand and she discarded the new arrival to her hand ending her turn. The sooner it was over, the sooner she would be able to go home, to the orphanage and in the end it’s where Rin knew she belonged.
The sound of a door opening caught her ears as InuYasha laughed, his obvious pleasure at the turn of the game over exaggerated, although Rin’s attention was completely focused on their new guest, his amber eyes closing in on her as fast as her eyes had him. The blush she had struggled to contain broke free, the heat from her cheeks and neck flushing out the gooseflesh on her arms.
Seeing Sesshomaru standing in the doorway wasn’t something she expected, but she could feel her heart beating thunderously in her chest at the mere sight of him. His appearance tugged mercilessly at her emotions, the memory of the feel of his lips on her still fresh in her memory, the feel of his fingertips against her bare flesh making her almost breathless and she felt herself slipping.
“RIN!” Several different voices shouted her name followed by a pair or two of hands grabbing at her and it took her a moment to realize that she had slipped off her seat on InuYasha’s hospital bed and onto the floor. Her blush darkened as Sesshomaru stared up at her, his hand wrapped around her upper arm, pulling her to her feet without an bat of an eyelash.
His long hair was pulled into a tight brain, wisps of the silvery strands framing his face taking away from the cutting edge of his cold gaze. Her mouth opened and closed like a suffocating fish as she tried to put words to her thoughts and Sesshomaru’s perfectly shaped eyebrow rose with what she thought to be curiosity as she was righted, her butt smarting from her fall.
“Are you okay?” His baritone voice was low enough that she wondered if it was meant only for her ears and she nodded silently.
“Talk about falling head over heels,” Miroku dragged the attention away and she heard the soft laughter from the rest of them. “I guess it’s safe to say that our game has ended.”
“So what brings you to my humble hospital room Sesshomaru?” Rin could hear the cockiness in InuYasha’s voice and knew immediately that there would be a similar grin on his face. “It can’t be for pleasure otherwise you wouldn’t be here… What’s up?”
Sesshomaru’s long fingers disappeared from Rin’s arm and she took a minute to steal a look at him. He was simply beautiful, his light colored silk shirt, black slacks and completely edible and in the darkness of her thoughts she refused to chastise herself because she already knew what his kiss tasted like and it was pure heaven. It wasn’t the time or the place for such thoughts, though it wasn’t like anyone else could hear them so who really cared?
“I had a call from the DA’s office this morning and I figured you’d want to know in person, like some sentimental fool.” His mentioning of the District Attorney escaped no one’s attention and the small hospital room fell silent waiting for Sesshomaru to tell them whether it was good news or bad news he had brought with him. “And it appears that even if Kagome should be charged with unjustifiable self-defense, they are going to drop the case against her due to recent behavior of the investigating detective.”
“In other words?” Rin wanted to laugh at InuYasha, they already knew what it meant but what he was getting at by having Sesshomaru spell it out she didn’t know.
Sesshomaru sighed heavily, his fingers touching the bridge of his nose as if the touch would instantly alleviate a certain pain. Rin guessed it was because Sesshomaru and InuYasha were brothers and maybe InuYasha wanted to make sure it was the honest-to-god’s truth and his brother wasn’t playing a fast one (not like Rin believed Sesshomaru was the type to play mean jokes like that, he was too serious).
“Congratulations Ms. Higurashi,” his voice was monotone and Rin decided immediately that she did not like it at all. “You’ve gotten away with murder.”
“Well isn’t that just a little rude,” Rin hadn’t realized she vocalized her thoughts until everyone’s eyes were on her. She hadn’t meant for anyone to hear it, let alone Sesshomaru so she only paused for a second before continuing. “You could have at least shown a little tact for such an intelligent attorney, I’m sure.”
InuYasha’s laughter exploded from his mouth at her words and bounced off the tile floors and walls as if he had been hooked up to a microphone and if it were possible Rin’s blush would have become permanent. She didn’t understand what was so funny about it, in fact, she felt more of a jerk than Sesshomaru had been by putting him on the spot like that and she bit down on her lower lip to force back the guilt.
“Um--well, I think it’s time for me to head back to the orphanage,” Rin eased herself to her feet and when she saw Miroku get up she frowned. “Stay Miroku, you guys need to celebrate the good news. I’ll just take the bus, it’s okay. I’m a big girl.”
“You sure?” She already knew he didn’t want to leave, not yet, but she couldn’t stay and that was okay with her.
“Positive.”
It wouldn’t take her long to get back home, not longer than an hour, two max and when she got back she’d go to bed and sleep away the rest of her birthday. It had been a good day, she told herself putting the chair back against the wall where it belonged, ignoring the gazes of everyone else in the room. She was happy for InuYasha and Kagome, deeply so; however, she still considered herself a stranger to them and that her presence wasn’t needed (that and she doubted she was old enough to do their kind of celebrating anyway).
“Oh hey Rin!” Miroku called out to her as she exited the door and despite wanting to, she turned around, it would be rude of her to just leave and though she was known to be curt, she wasn’t rude. “If I don‘t get to see you later, happy birthday!”
Rin laughed as InuYasha and Kagome called ‘happy birthday’ to her as well and she smiled waving them goodbye. Turning around had been worth it after all, she told herself and she headed down the halls with a lighter heart. Of course Miroku had been one of the only people who had actually remembered that it was her birthday, not that she had hung around the orphanage long enough to jog anyone else’s memory, but it would have definitely been nice if she had gotten a nice word from others.
That was besides the point, she reminded herself heading towards the bus stop in front of the hospital. It didn’t matter if people forgot when her birthday was, what mattered was that they remembered her in general and she shook her head for her childishness. How often had she forgotten things, sometimes important things and no one gave her a second glance at her forgetfulness and here she was being sour over a one time thing. It was unbecoming and she forced the thoughts from her head as she settled on the bench seat. The bus stopped at her location once every twenty minutes so it wouldn’t be a long wait for her and taking a deep breath she let her thoughts drift somewhere happier.
“You owe me an explanation,” think of the devil and he shall arrive and Rin jumped as something heavy and warm fell over her shoulders.
Sesshomaru towered over her, his amber eyes watching her like a hawk and Rin tried hard not to blush seeing his coat on her person. Sure it was summer, but the breeze had been a chilly one and the smell of Sesshomaru was doing things to her that she didn’t want to feel at the moment. He was right though, she did owe him an explanation for his wallet coming into her possession and she had promised him during their last meeting that she would give it to him.
“Come walk with me,” Rin didn’t think Sesshomaru was an impatient man; nonetheless he wasn’t waiting for her answer. “I’ll take you home later.”
“Oh-okay,” he didn’t offer her his hand as she rose to her feet and she wasn’t expecting him to.
Rin reminded herself that Sesshomaru wasn’t the boogie man, he would not hurt her (she hoped) and that it was perfectly safe to walk with him. Her opinion of him wasn’t merely based on his kissing techniques or the searing heat of his fingers when they had been pressed against her, but the way he carried himself and his behavior with InuYasha. She was certain that he didn’t have to help his brother (she remembered Sesshomaru saying it the first day she met him), and yet he had and though she doubted he’d admit to it, he had a soft spot for family.
Then again, maybe she was giving Sesshomaru way too much credit for his actions, maybe InuYasha was paying him and at that thought she wanted to laugh. InuYasha looked like a lot of things, but well off enough to pay for Sesshomaru’s time no matter if he was family or not was not one of them. They walked side by side at a slow pace, her leg slowing them down to a snail’s pace and at first she felt self-conscious about it, although after a moment it was forgotten. His hand brushed her as they walked, each contact sending gooseflesh up her arms and down her back and butterflies in her stomach.
“Explain,” he didn’t sound cold, but curious and it stole away some of the tenseness in her muscles she didn’t realize had been there.
“Well, you see my friend Shippo and I--” Her first thought was to start where Shippo had pulled out the wallet, but it made no sense and she shook her head, she’d have to start at the beginning. “No, okay so the day after I met you…”
The words began spilling out of her mouth like a twisted tale and she kept her gaze on her feet as they continued down the street. She didn’t know how he would react, hell she figured it would be bad since she personally didn’t like to believe in coincidences, but this one was different. Her face heated up as she found herself telling Sesshomaru about Kohaku and her experimental kiss with Shippo and wondered if he would think badly on her. After all, it wasn’t like she kissed every guy she knew, because she hadn’t known him when she basically threw herself at him, but it seemed that way to her.
Even after she had finished her explanation, she kept going on as if she couldn’t stop. She rambled on about her mixed feelings with Kohaku and with him, about how she had dreams every night about Sesshomaru and the feel of his lips. It was as though she couldn’t click off her thoughts from her voice and when she noticed Sesshomaru had stopped walking she was afraid she had said too much and came off as weird and crazy.
That was the last thing she wanted, especially for today and she bit down on her lower lip until she tasted blood. He would think of her as crazy and walk away and that would be the last that she would see of Sesshomaru, she was most certain of that now and she had to hold back her tears. Rin heard the sound of his shoes against the pavement and she felt her insides churn violently, he was leaving her. Funny part was that she couldn’t say a word to save face and she hated herself even more than before.
“Rin look at me,” a gasp slipped from her mouth as Sesshomaru’s fingers curled under her chin forcing her head up and her eyes onto his. They were clouded over with an emotion she wasn’t familiar with and yet it stole her breath away. “Happy birthday.”
She hadn’t been expecting him to stick around, and pulling her into a kiss was at the bottom of her list of reactions from the man in front of her. However, whatever reaction she had expected, she instantly melted into his touch as his lips brushed hers. Hunger for him swept through her like a tidal wave and when they met again, her fingers curled around his shoulders and pulled him flush against her, her mouth taking what he was giving her and demanding more.
Every thought drained from her mind as her body was crushed between Sesshomaru’s and the brick wall some building, his muscles rippling underneath her fingertips and she gasped arching her body wanting desperately for them to combine and become one. Indescribable heat pooled in her stomach, her heart pounding in her ears and chest as his hands slipped down her neck and over her shoulders trailing down her back like a long lost lover. Sesshomaru was doing things to her, bad things that she knew would later get her into trouble but she couldn’t pull away from his touch if her life depended on it.
A moan escaped her lips as Sesshomaru’s left hers, his hot mouth gasping for breath. It was plain to tell that he wanted her as much as she did him, his need pressing against her hip and her body shivered as his thigh parted hers and touched her more intimately than anyone had. She was desperately trying to put her thoughts in order, to regain control over the situation at hand and no matter how hard she tried her body wanted him and that was that. His fingers slipped underneath her shirt, the cold digits making her gasp as they slipped underneath her bra and glided across her already stiff nipples, her body aching and demanding more.
She didn’t care if there were people on the streets watching her and Sesshomaru, it was dark enough that they couldn’t see everything and it only added more excitement to her already humming desire. Her nails dug instinctually into his shoulder as his large fingers pinched her, stealing another gasp from her lips and a jerky thrust of her hips making him moan in return. If they didn’t stop now she was positive Sesshomaru would pull down her pants and slip into right in public and though the thought had her trembling, getting arrested wasn’t something either of them could afford.
“Ss-Sesshomaru--” She hissed his name out between a gasp and moan, his teeth nipping at her neck and she almost forgot what she was supposed to be doing. “Please… Not here, oh god, please Sesshomaru--your place…”
With her plea, his entire body retracted from hers as if she was diseased and it stung. Her body was trembling underneath his jacket and tears swelled in her eyes, what was she doing? Rin didn’t get a chance to mentally debate it as she was swung up into the air like a sack of potatoes. She cried out in shock, her hands clutching the back of Sesshomaru’s shirt as if he would drop her at any second. Her hair fell over her shoulders and she struggled to look at her surroundings only to see that darkness had already fallen while she had been occupied.
“Sesshomaru?” One of his hands rested dangerously high on the back of her thigh and it tensed shooting jolts of electricity into her making her ache with need.
“My place,” it was the only explanation he gave her and her eyes widened as her body trembled from his words.
There was no doubt in her mind what would happen once they arrived at Sesshomaru’s residence and it only filled her with more heat to the point where she thought she’d burst into flames from inside out. There was a promise in his tone, one she took seriously and all the struggle went out of her arms and she simply held onto him desperately hoping they made it to his place without him dropping her. She wanted to feel his promise and had no problem holding it against him if his touch was enough to drive her to the edge.
E/N: My story "Safe In Love" has been kicking my ass lately... I swear I haven't gotten anything else done it seems because of that... I'm surprisingly lucky that I got this part done since the moment "because of you" came on my zune it had instant inspiration... so after I finish my updates I'm trekking back home to the dead internet zone to continue writing part five! lol
Thank you all for your patience, I appreciate it.
This chapter was brought to you curtosey of "Because of You" by Ne-Yo.. and six hours of listening to the same song over and over and over again.
Had to be a ninja to get this chapter updated since I don't have internet at the moment! Explanations down at bottom... Also, this chapter contains adult situations, if you do not like such, please read no further.. yayz. Please Enjoy.
So Emotional
By Miztikal-Dragon
Part Four
It was easily a week until Rin could get the cherry red blush from her cheeks from merely seeing two people sharing an intimate kiss and she knew it would be even longer until she was able to look Kohaku in the eyes again without feeling guilty. Grant it there was nothing to feel guilty about, especially with Kohaku. She had offered herself to the shy boy and he but pushed her away. She hadn't kissed Sesshomaru to get back at Kohaku, that much she could say was truthful because it wasn't about getting back at Kohaku, since technically he hadn't done anything wrong. Shippo and Rin called it her temporary lapse of stupid, okay well she did, Shippo called it "hil-fucking-larious", his words exactly. He teased her when she first told him about the strange woman in the trench coat, about how Rin wanted to run away so he couldn't see her, but Sesshomaru had spotted her first.
She had told Shippo about her kiss, the way she felt as Sesshomaru touched her in a way no one of the male, or female gender had ever dared to touch her and when her blush came back full force Shippo had spent the next few days making kissy noises and over exaggerated moans. Of course she had smacked Shippo every chance she got to; however, there were drawback while wearing a cast in the speed department, though she did get a good kick once or twice that appeased her.
That wasn't the point though, not when she lay in the darkness of her shared bedroom wondering why things went the way they did. Rin already knew that she would be seeing Sesshomaru again; after all, she had promised to explain everything to him... Though, what 'everything' meant she had no idea any longer. A part of her ached to see him again purely for sexual stimulation. her body longed for the skilled touch of his fingers again to feel the trail of fire that burned and caressed her. It could be nothing more than adolescent lust smoldering deep inside her, an primal animal need, but from they way her body bended to Sesshomaru she highly doubted anyone but him could satisfy it.
Okay, that's it!, she told herself shaking her head almost violently. She was done thinking about her need to feed her libido and the man who could do it if she let him. There were other things that she needed to think about, things that demanded her attention and she was not about to shuck her responsibilities because she needed a nice stiff one. She decided she would be productive this morning, unlike she had been for the last two weeks and she was determined to keep her mind to herself and not on other people or their gender parts.
That itself wasn't hard to do, all that it required was finding the right people and that consisted of finding Sango. The woman was tall, well taller than Rin was and beautiful. Long dark hair, creamy complexion, she was like a siren's call, but she had an attitude of a spitting mad bull. Rin guessed that Sango's temper was what drew in her latest (and longest), lasting relationship with the town pervert, but who Rin's 'den mother' slept with was of no concern to her. She remembered, no gossip was good gossip, though she bended it to her will as she pumped Sango for work. It was like winning the lottery when it came to the orphanage. There was always something that needed to be fixed, cleaned, or tidied up and Rin took the mop and wash cloths with open arms.
Rin was lucky enough to have an old battered CD walkman and a pair of earphones and she quickly tucked it into the back of her jeans as she dusted and swept. She would have hand mopped the floor, but Sango refused to let Rin use anything other than the old mop. She hadn't quite paid attention to the reason behind it, the mentioning of her name would have been enough of a reason. Accidents never seemed to care about coincidences until they met with her and that always wound up in a hospital visit or four.
That was another reason in her wanting to stay busy, hospital visits. She had to waste time until it was time to take the long boring journey back for a doctor's visit for the status of her unloved yellow cast. The awkward plaster was already driving her up the wall and back and she was ready for it to be taken off (hell if she had it her way she would saw it off herself to save time). The idea was an amusing one, though only amusing because knowing Rin's luck if someone actually gave her a saw she'd end up having an extended stay in a hospital bed with no way of leaving. It didn't matter that as of midnight she was now legally responsible for herself, the only difference was that this time the state would not be picking up the bill as they always had. This time it was all on her.
This birthday, her eighteenth birthday was seen as a curse and a blessing. A blessing since she was finally seen as an adult in the eyes of the law and she did not have to worry about any more adoption interviews, she didn't have to report to anyone besides herself and that itself was enough to give her a fit of giggles and impromptu dancing. Eighteen was also a curse, it meant that her days at the orphanage were numbered and soon she would be forced onto her own. Okay, so if she really wanted to stay she could; after all, Sango wasn't going to make Rin leave when everyone there knew it would throw Kohaku into a hissy fit. It didn't sound that horrible; however, if there was one person Sango couldn't say no to it would be Kohaku, especially since he was her last living relative and her baby brother.
Rin wouldn't play that card so she could stay though. To say the least she was excited to begin a new chapter in her very unexciting life. She could always persuade Sango to hire her on as staff until she could find something more permanent and then she would plunge herself into the real world. Of course she'd have to eventually find a place to live, maybe some cheap apartment complex or a studio, but even cheap was expensive and the thought made her shudder. What she needed was a nice quiet desk job, something that wouldn't in any way have the chance to be introduced to her clumsiness. That was asking a lot, she knew, but a girl could hope and Rin was hoping like it was nobody's business.
Shaking her head silently, Rin continued to brush the soggy mop back and forth across the old wooden floors. It would be needing a good waxing and she smiled thinking about all the kids who would go sliding across the floor in a pair of long socks. Shippo still got in on it each time and somehow wound up slipping down the stairs, and though it could be disastrous, he always popped back up unscathed with an enormous smile on his face. Some people got all the luck.
A song blared into her ear pieces and she felt all her thoughts disappear as she sang along to the music. She wasn't a born singer, truth be told she couldn't even stay on key let alone sing well, yet that knowledge didn't stop her from belting out the lyrics at the top of her lungs as the artist performed. There wasn't even a chance at her ever being a professional dancer, not with her lack of balance, and neither did that stop her from shaking her hips to the beat, at one point pretending like the mop in her hands was a microphone.
Rin was so caught up in her imagination that she hadn't heard the loud calling of her name several times. She could have seen him coming if she had been paying attention or at least had her eyes opened as she sang obnoxiously to the new song playing, but she didn't and when a hand clamped down on her shoulder, she screamed. The mop clattered to the ground and Rin spun around, losing her balance in the process and toppling over. Her eyes were wide as she stared up at the man in front of her, his blue eyes filled with warmth and his soft smile growing from cheek to cheek in an attempt to split his face in half.
"Are you okay?" He asked outstretching his hand and helping Rin to her feet. "I didn't mean to scare you like that."
"Yeah yeah," she said grumbling under her breath at the now broken CD player. "I bet you didn't Miroku."
Miroku feinted being upset, his hand clutching his chest over dramatically but he couldn't rid himself of the toothy grin on his face so like his innocence, it was wasted. Rin noticed that this was the first time she had seen the man in front of her in what felt like ages, even longer since she had seen a real smile on his face and she wondered if everything with him was okay. She remembered him and Sango leaving several times during the day when the younger children were either in school or being watched by the other older residents and they never seemed to mind as much when she had to go in for a check up.
Maybe they knew someone who was there, she thought to herself allowing Miorku to throw his arms around her for a brotherly hug. He was looking better, she decided pinching his arm when he began squeezing her too tightly. There was no doubt in her mind why he was there now, he had obviously been given the duty to take her, thus saving her from a long and uneventful cab or bus ride downtown where the hospital would be.
"Are you ready to go?" She asked taking picking up the mop and leaning it against a nearby wall.
"Whenever you are my darling!" If there was one thing Miroku was good at it was his ability to charm or sweet talk anything with a pair of breasts and she laughed as he looped his arm around hers and directed her out of the orphanage doors.
The check up wasn't all that bad, her leg was healing, but slowly, very slowly and it would be easily a while longer until the damned thing would be able to come off. Until then she was instructed, several times to take it easy and not to rough house (as if she did it intentionally!), and at one point she swore Miroku wanted to say "boys will be boys doctor" because that's what he had said at the last visit, ignoring the fact that everyone in the room knew that underneath her clothes were no trace of the male anatomy.
To make it up to her, Miroku bought her lunch and to take revenge on him, Rin ate everything she could push down her throat. It wasn't a good feeling once everything had begun to settle, but she wasn't going to voice her upset stomach anymore than Miroku wanted to give up and become monogamous no matter how much he 'loved' Sango. They funny thing was they hadn't left the hospital yet, and Miroku said it was because he wanted to check up on someone he knew before they left.
Normally Rin didn't mind; however, she was tired now and honestly she did not want to spend the rest of her birthday in the hospital with sick people. Who cared if she didn't have any other plans for the day, she could as well have spent it sleeping and being lazy, at least that sounded better, but Rin didn't protest as Miroku guided her down countless hallways. Rin didn't think about how familiar the hallways were since she had been down practically every hallway except the morgue (people actually paid attention their to the living), they had actually marched her right back to where she was supposed to be and that had kept her from going back indefinitely.
"Where are we going?" She asked once, doubting Miroku was listening as he counted room numbers.
Rin knew she didn't have to follow him, she could have just turned around and walked out, she had enough money to catch a cab or ride the bus, yet she followed obediently in hopes that where ever he was taking her had a chair so she could sit down. So much for taking it easy. They reached their destination a few minutes later and out of everything Rin could have possibly expected, what she saw wasn't anything close. Long silver hair was pulled into a tight braid and amber eyes watched her curiously as Miroku spoke to him. There was a girl in the hospital bed closest to the window, her eyes watching the two males curiously, a thin smile on her lips.
The hair is what gave it away and Rin stood dumbfounded for what felt like forever as she stared at the strange man. She remembered sneaking into this room a little more than a month before when she originally was forced into endure a yellow plaster cast to watch television and hiding between the beds. She remembered being found and the electricity. She remembered her blush and Sesshomaru.
"Who is that?" The silver haired man said pointing his finger at Rin. "Did you and Sango break up?"
Miroku stammered with incomprehensible words and Rin rolled her eyes as she crossed the room over to where the man sat watching her. "No, I'm from the orphanage that Sango runs, Miroku took me to my appointment because, as gimpy as I seem to have become can't go anywhere by myself. Thank you very much."
"Rude much?" he replied narrowing his eyes curiously at her.
"No, not really," Rin said shrugging her shoulders as if she were commenting on the wind. "I'm just tired and my leg kinda hurts, it being broken and all."
InuYasha's laugh was loud and sharp and Rin decided she liked the way it sounded. He wasn't really that bad of company, the two of them just seemed out of sorts. Then again why wouldn't they be she had no idea, they had been in the hospital longer than she had in years and if they distasted it as much as she did, then there was no need to explain anything to her because she could sympathize.
"Sit down then," he said patting the bed he was on and helping her up when she accepted.
She learned his name was InuYasha and his companion was Kagome and it hit her like a ton of bricks when she was told about how exactly the two of them wound up in their state. It wasn't anything stupid like she assumed, but serious and the urge to give Kagome a hug was almost uncontrollable when the haunted look glazed her eyes. They were all right, she mused as she weaseled all three of them into a game of cards, Kagome and Miroku pulling up chairs as she dealt the cards out equally.
By the fifth game Rin was ready to call it quits, not because it wasn’t fun, but because she was feeling more tired than she had in weeks easily. Resting her eyes or even napping sounded like a dream come true at the moment for her and placing down her last card she smiled hearing groans of defeat, she had won yet another hand. Quickly she had learned exactly how loud InuYasha became when playing a game riddled with competition and it warmed her heart. All three of the people with her were a few years her senior and they laughed and argued as care freely as she did with her few friends.
“One more game and I’m calling it quits,” Rin said puling a stray strand of hair behind her ear watching Kagome, InuYasha’s girlfriend she was told earlier, shuffle the cards and pass them out. “I’m tuckered out.”
“Tuckered out?” InuYasha laughed lightly, his amber eyes glowing as he looked down at her. “I haven’t heard anyone use that phrase since I was a child.”
From the look on his face Rin could tell that he was submerged in an old memory, one that was pleasant and she found herself blushing as she picked up her cards. She could be friends with them, Rin decided biting down on her lower lip, they were decent people and with them she was comfortable. The thought made her smile as she played her hand, picking up from the deck and discarding. InuYasha, Kagome, and Miroku were the kinds of people that a girl like her could lean on, hell--that anyone could lean on if they needed the shoulder and she was thankful to have met them.
Rin only half-listened to the friendly chatter from her companions, her mind focused on her thoughts. How long would it last? She wondered tracing her index finger over the tip of the cards in her hand. Sure days like these were fun, unbelievably so, and yet she knew that soon there would be less and less until moments like the one she was having at the moment would disappear completely. How many days, weeks, or months did she have left of “easy” life and when it left would she ever get it back?
“Hey Rin it’s your turn,” Miroku called out, his hand touching her shoulder and thrown from her thoughts, she jumped, her eyes wide.
“Oh sorry!” She chuckled softly trying to keep the blush from her cheeks. “Guess I’m a more than a little tired.”
Shifting her weight as she picked up a card from the pile, Rin glanced down at her cards with a heavy heart. She was no longer in the mood for cards, she realized, she wanted to be by herself to sort out her overwhelming depressing thoughts and she hated her momentary weakness. The cards in her hands were crap, there would be no winning this hand and she discarded the new arrival to her hand ending her turn. The sooner it was over, the sooner she would be able to go home, to the orphanage and in the end it’s where Rin knew she belonged.
The sound of a door opening caught her ears as InuYasha laughed, his obvious pleasure at the turn of the game over exaggerated, although Rin’s attention was completely focused on their new guest, his amber eyes closing in on her as fast as her eyes had him. The blush she had struggled to contain broke free, the heat from her cheeks and neck flushing out the gooseflesh on her arms.
Seeing Sesshomaru standing in the doorway wasn’t something she expected, but she could feel her heart beating thunderously in her chest at the mere sight of him. His appearance tugged mercilessly at her emotions, the memory of the feel of his lips on her still fresh in her memory, the feel of his fingertips against her bare flesh making her almost breathless and she felt herself slipping.
“RIN!” Several different voices shouted her name followed by a pair or two of hands grabbing at her and it took her a moment to realize that she had slipped off her seat on InuYasha’s hospital bed and onto the floor. Her blush darkened as Sesshomaru stared up at her, his hand wrapped around her upper arm, pulling her to her feet without an bat of an eyelash.
His long hair was pulled into a tight brain, wisps of the silvery strands framing his face taking away from the cutting edge of his cold gaze. Her mouth opened and closed like a suffocating fish as she tried to put words to her thoughts and Sesshomaru’s perfectly shaped eyebrow rose with what she thought to be curiosity as she was righted, her butt smarting from her fall.
“Are you okay?” His baritone voice was low enough that she wondered if it was meant only for her ears and she nodded silently.
“Talk about falling head over heels,” Miroku dragged the attention away and she heard the soft laughter from the rest of them. “I guess it’s safe to say that our game has ended.”
“So what brings you to my humble hospital room Sesshomaru?” Rin could hear the cockiness in InuYasha’s voice and knew immediately that there would be a similar grin on his face. “It can’t be for pleasure otherwise you wouldn’t be here… What’s up?”
Sesshomaru’s long fingers disappeared from Rin’s arm and she took a minute to steal a look at him. He was simply beautiful, his light colored silk shirt, black slacks and completely edible and in the darkness of her thoughts she refused to chastise herself because she already knew what his kiss tasted like and it was pure heaven. It wasn’t the time or the place for such thoughts, though it wasn’t like anyone else could hear them so who really cared?
“I had a call from the DA’s office this morning and I figured you’d want to know in person, like some sentimental fool.” His mentioning of the District Attorney escaped no one’s attention and the small hospital room fell silent waiting for Sesshomaru to tell them whether it was good news or bad news he had brought with him. “And it appears that even if Kagome should be charged with unjustifiable self-defense, they are going to drop the case against her due to recent behavior of the investigating detective.”
“In other words?” Rin wanted to laugh at InuYasha, they already knew what it meant but what he was getting at by having Sesshomaru spell it out she didn’t know.
Sesshomaru sighed heavily, his fingers touching the bridge of his nose as if the touch would instantly alleviate a certain pain. Rin guessed it was because Sesshomaru and InuYasha were brothers and maybe InuYasha wanted to make sure it was the honest-to-god’s truth and his brother wasn’t playing a fast one (not like Rin believed Sesshomaru was the type to play mean jokes like that, he was too serious).
“Congratulations Ms. Higurashi,” his voice was monotone and Rin decided immediately that she did not like it at all. “You’ve gotten away with murder.”
“Well isn’t that just a little rude,” Rin hadn’t realized she vocalized her thoughts until everyone’s eyes were on her. She hadn’t meant for anyone to hear it, let alone Sesshomaru so she only paused for a second before continuing. “You could have at least shown a little tact for such an intelligent attorney, I’m sure.”
InuYasha’s laughter exploded from his mouth at her words and bounced off the tile floors and walls as if he had been hooked up to a microphone and if it were possible Rin’s blush would have become permanent. She didn’t understand what was so funny about it, in fact, she felt more of a jerk than Sesshomaru had been by putting him on the spot like that and she bit down on her lower lip to force back the guilt.
“Um--well, I think it’s time for me to head back to the orphanage,” Rin eased herself to her feet and when she saw Miroku get up she frowned. “Stay Miroku, you guys need to celebrate the good news. I’ll just take the bus, it’s okay. I’m a big girl.”
“You sure?” She already knew he didn’t want to leave, not yet, but she couldn’t stay and that was okay with her.
“Positive.”
It wouldn’t take her long to get back home, not longer than an hour, two max and when she got back she’d go to bed and sleep away the rest of her birthday. It had been a good day, she told herself putting the chair back against the wall where it belonged, ignoring the gazes of everyone else in the room. She was happy for InuYasha and Kagome, deeply so; however, she still considered herself a stranger to them and that her presence wasn’t needed (that and she doubted she was old enough to do their kind of celebrating anyway).
“Oh hey Rin!” Miroku called out to her as she exited the door and despite wanting to, she turned around, it would be rude of her to just leave and though she was known to be curt, she wasn’t rude. “If I don‘t get to see you later, happy birthday!”
Rin laughed as InuYasha and Kagome called ‘happy birthday’ to her as well and she smiled waving them goodbye. Turning around had been worth it after all, she told herself and she headed down the halls with a lighter heart. Of course Miroku had been one of the only people who had actually remembered that it was her birthday, not that she had hung around the orphanage long enough to jog anyone else’s memory, but it would have definitely been nice if she had gotten a nice word from others.
That was besides the point, she reminded herself heading towards the bus stop in front of the hospital. It didn’t matter if people forgot when her birthday was, what mattered was that they remembered her in general and she shook her head for her childishness. How often had she forgotten things, sometimes important things and no one gave her a second glance at her forgetfulness and here she was being sour over a one time thing. It was unbecoming and she forced the thoughts from her head as she settled on the bench seat. The bus stopped at her location once every twenty minutes so it wouldn’t be a long wait for her and taking a deep breath she let her thoughts drift somewhere happier.
“You owe me an explanation,” think of the devil and he shall arrive and Rin jumped as something heavy and warm fell over her shoulders.
Sesshomaru towered over her, his amber eyes watching her like a hawk and Rin tried hard not to blush seeing his coat on her person. Sure it was summer, but the breeze had been a chilly one and the smell of Sesshomaru was doing things to her that she didn’t want to feel at the moment. He was right though, she did owe him an explanation for his wallet coming into her possession and she had promised him during their last meeting that she would give it to him.
“Come walk with me,” Rin didn’t think Sesshomaru was an impatient man; nonetheless he wasn’t waiting for her answer. “I’ll take you home later.”
“Oh-okay,” he didn’t offer her his hand as she rose to her feet and she wasn’t expecting him to.
Rin reminded herself that Sesshomaru wasn’t the boogie man, he would not hurt her (she hoped) and that it was perfectly safe to walk with him. Her opinion of him wasn’t merely based on his kissing techniques or the searing heat of his fingers when they had been pressed against her, but the way he carried himself and his behavior with InuYasha. She was certain that he didn’t have to help his brother (she remembered Sesshomaru saying it the first day she met him), and yet he had and though she doubted he’d admit to it, he had a soft spot for family.
Then again, maybe she was giving Sesshomaru way too much credit for his actions, maybe InuYasha was paying him and at that thought she wanted to laugh. InuYasha looked like a lot of things, but well off enough to pay for Sesshomaru’s time no matter if he was family or not was not one of them. They walked side by side at a slow pace, her leg slowing them down to a snail’s pace and at first she felt self-conscious about it, although after a moment it was forgotten. His hand brushed her as they walked, each contact sending gooseflesh up her arms and down her back and butterflies in her stomach.
“Explain,” he didn’t sound cold, but curious and it stole away some of the tenseness in her muscles she didn’t realize had been there.
“Well, you see my friend Shippo and I--” Her first thought was to start where Shippo had pulled out the wallet, but it made no sense and she shook her head, she’d have to start at the beginning. “No, okay so the day after I met you…”
The words began spilling out of her mouth like a twisted tale and she kept her gaze on her feet as they continued down the street. She didn’t know how he would react, hell she figured it would be bad since she personally didn’t like to believe in coincidences, but this one was different. Her face heated up as she found herself telling Sesshomaru about Kohaku and her experimental kiss with Shippo and wondered if he would think badly on her. After all, it wasn’t like she kissed every guy she knew, because she hadn’t known him when she basically threw herself at him, but it seemed that way to her.
Even after she had finished her explanation, she kept going on as if she couldn’t stop. She rambled on about her mixed feelings with Kohaku and with him, about how she had dreams every night about Sesshomaru and the feel of his lips. It was as though she couldn’t click off her thoughts from her voice and when she noticed Sesshomaru had stopped walking she was afraid she had said too much and came off as weird and crazy.
That was the last thing she wanted, especially for today and she bit down on her lower lip until she tasted blood. He would think of her as crazy and walk away and that would be the last that she would see of Sesshomaru, she was most certain of that now and she had to hold back her tears. Rin heard the sound of his shoes against the pavement and she felt her insides churn violently, he was leaving her. Funny part was that she couldn’t say a word to save face and she hated herself even more than before.
“Rin look at me,” a gasp slipped from her mouth as Sesshomaru’s fingers curled under her chin forcing her head up and her eyes onto his. They were clouded over with an emotion she wasn’t familiar with and yet it stole her breath away. “Happy birthday.”
She hadn’t been expecting him to stick around, and pulling her into a kiss was at the bottom of her list of reactions from the man in front of her. However, whatever reaction she had expected, she instantly melted into his touch as his lips brushed hers. Hunger for him swept through her like a tidal wave and when they met again, her fingers curled around his shoulders and pulled him flush against her, her mouth taking what he was giving her and demanding more.
Every thought drained from her mind as her body was crushed between Sesshomaru’s and the brick wall some building, his muscles rippling underneath her fingertips and she gasped arching her body wanting desperately for them to combine and become one. Indescribable heat pooled in her stomach, her heart pounding in her ears and chest as his hands slipped down her neck and over her shoulders trailing down her back like a long lost lover. Sesshomaru was doing things to her, bad things that she knew would later get her into trouble but she couldn’t pull away from his touch if her life depended on it.
A moan escaped her lips as Sesshomaru’s left hers, his hot mouth gasping for breath. It was plain to tell that he wanted her as much as she did him, his need pressing against her hip and her body shivered as his thigh parted hers and touched her more intimately than anyone had. She was desperately trying to put her thoughts in order, to regain control over the situation at hand and no matter how hard she tried her body wanted him and that was that. His fingers slipped underneath her shirt, the cold digits making her gasp as they slipped underneath her bra and glided across her already stiff nipples, her body aching and demanding more.
She didn’t care if there were people on the streets watching her and Sesshomaru, it was dark enough that they couldn’t see everything and it only added more excitement to her already humming desire. Her nails dug instinctually into his shoulder as his large fingers pinched her, stealing another gasp from her lips and a jerky thrust of her hips making him moan in return. If they didn’t stop now she was positive Sesshomaru would pull down her pants and slip into right in public and though the thought had her trembling, getting arrested wasn’t something either of them could afford.
“Ss-Sesshomaru--” She hissed his name out between a gasp and moan, his teeth nipping at her neck and she almost forgot what she was supposed to be doing. “Please… Not here, oh god, please Sesshomaru--your place…”
With her plea, his entire body retracted from hers as if she was diseased and it stung. Her body was trembling underneath his jacket and tears swelled in her eyes, what was she doing? Rin didn’t get a chance to mentally debate it as she was swung up into the air like a sack of potatoes. She cried out in shock, her hands clutching the back of Sesshomaru’s shirt as if he would drop her at any second. Her hair fell over her shoulders and she struggled to look at her surroundings only to see that darkness had already fallen while she had been occupied.
“Sesshomaru?” One of his hands rested dangerously high on the back of her thigh and it tensed shooting jolts of electricity into her making her ache with need.
“My place,” it was the only explanation he gave her and her eyes widened as her body trembled from his words.
There was no doubt in her mind what would happen once they arrived at Sesshomaru’s residence and it only filled her with more heat to the point where she thought she’d burst into flames from inside out. There was a promise in his tone, one she took seriously and all the struggle went out of her arms and she simply held onto him desperately hoping they made it to his place without him dropping her. She wanted to feel his promise and had no problem holding it against him if his touch was enough to drive her to the edge.
E/N: My story "Safe In Love" has been kicking my ass lately... I swear I haven't gotten anything else done it seems because of that... I'm surprisingly lucky that I got this part done since the moment "because of you" came on my zune it had instant inspiration... so after I finish my updates I'm trekking back home to the dead internet zone to continue writing part five! lol
Thank you all for your patience, I appreciate it.