InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ So Emotional ❯ Part Eight ( Chapter 8 )

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Been having some serious issues lately and it's been kidnaping my mind away from this story. My sister is going to have surgery in April to remove pre-cancerous cells on her cervix and we're all worried over here, but this too, just wouldn't leave me alone. OH! If you are able to, you should really listen to this song while reading this chapter.



So Emotional


By Miztikal-Dragon



I breathe you again just to feel you
Underneath my skin, holding on to
The sweet escape is always laced with a familiar taste of poison

I tell myself that you're not good for me

I wish you well, but desire never leaves

I could fight this til the end

But maybe I don't want to win




"Familiar Taste of Poison"--Halestorm



Part Eight


If there was one thing Rin could honestly say she was not used to, it was waking up in a bed not her own. Despite her initial feelings, that wasn’t the weirdest thing, the first was that she was waking up in a bed that didn’t belong to her, but also there were a pair of strong arms pinning her in place. It took her only a few seconds for her brain to jump start and when it had she felt warmth spread throughout her entire body.


Her one night stand was beginning to turn into something else entirely; something dangerous for her and she wasn’t sure if she could handle it. The idea that what was going on between Sesshomaru and herself was deeper than purely sex was exhilarating. It made her feel powerful to think that she had some kind of desirable power over Sesshomaru, that maybe he could be what she needed was almost like a dream come true. The smile that floated to her lips was large enough to break her face in half as she watched the sleeping man, his head laying on her shoulder.


Sesshomaru’s shoulders were wide enough to be slightly masculine and her fingers stroked over the red flesh of his back where her blunted nails abused him. She could feel his muscles twitch underneath her touch making his hand slide up her side and stealing a gasp from her lips. The lust she had been dying from the night before was slowly coming back, her lower region tingling from merely the brush of his hand on her.


She couldn’t tell if it was from it being Sesshomaru’s touch or from just the touch itself since she had nothing else to compare it by besides one other but her mind refused to acknowledge it. Her body was beginning to yearn for Sesshomaru that was for certain and though she did not mind it in the slightest, she believed it was dangerous grounds for her to be walking. Part of her still whispered that she shouldn’t be there, not when Sesshomaru was too perfect for her, too good to be real and that it was best to admire him from afar.


Yet without regard to that part of her, she refused to let to stay away from him. Whether or not she wanted it to, her world was starting to revolve around the silver hair man sleeping so soundly on her. It made a word pop up in her brain which set alarms going off in both warning and in silent horror.


She didn’t want to drop the L-bomb, hell, she didn’t even want to think that word existed in the same context as Sesshomaru’s name, but it was something smoking on the backburner of her mind. It was way too soon to be that emotionally attached to someone; after all, she didn’t know him in a way she would eventually would have liked to, didn’t know if he liked coffee let alone his favorite color (if he had one). So love was something she was going to ignore for the time being. Okay, so there were tales of ‘love at first sight’, she was certain for some people it was possible, but she wasn’t a fool. Or at least, not much of one.


Sesshomaru sighed heavily in sleep, his naked body relaxing further if it was entirely possible against Rin. She had to admit that seeing this side of Sesshomaru was appealing, it flattered her that he trusted her enough to be vulnerable around her, even if it was purely unintentional. She admired the calm collected man; he was successful, intelligent, and had everything he could possibly want and yet he didn’t appear to be arrogant, didn’t gloat about himself because he didn’t have to. Maybe it was due to his personality, the way he carried himself; however for Sesshomaru no words were needed. Rin knew where she stood with him, no confusion, nor guessing, being around him was so easy, as easy as breathing.


Rin was enjoying the silence comfortably, her curious eyes watching her companion, the sound of his deep-even breathing music to her ears and she was more content at the moment than she had felt in months, possibly years. The feeling was so wonderful that she could have seen herself laying like a lazy cat in bed all day if Sesshomaru let her and it was all destroyed by the shrill screaming ring of her cell phone. The sound jolted her, scaring her and she jumped, her movements jerking Sesshomaru into consciousness.


Narrowed sleep filled clouded amber eyes glared up at Rin, silently demanding she answer the contraption and she whispered an apology as she crawled over Sesshomaru and slid off the side of the bed. She wasted no time snagging the cellular phone, picking up Sesshomaru’s discarded shirt and slipping it on as she answered. There was no need for her to check the caller ID to know who was calling, she had known instantly when her phone started shrieking and she could already feel her hackles rising.


“What do you want Kohaku?” She snapped grabbing her discarded underwear off the nightstand and pulling them on.


“Do you have any idea what time it is?!” He was growling at her through the phone and she spared Sesshomaru an apologetic glance as she exited the bedroom, gently closing the door behind herself.


“No I don’t,” this was going to get ugly fast, like most of her recent conversations she held with Kohaku had. “But I bet you’re going to tell me anyway.”


Rin could understand Kohaku being upset, he had every reason not to be happy with her choices, not when she had been constantly reminded by Sango how good they used to be together, but enough was enough. Kohaku made his bed when he left and she was going to force him to deal with the consequences. He was the one who gave up, not her and the hell she was going to let him bully her and make her feel bad. She wasn’t the one who walked away.


“Don’t you talk to me that way Rin!” He was screaming at her by this point and she had to pull the phone away from her ear unless she wanted to go deaf. “You need to get your butt back here right now or else I’ll come get you myself!”


“You are in no position to order me to do anything Kohaku!” She hissed fighting the urge to chuck her cell phone at the wall. “You’re not my fucking father and you’re definitely not my boyfriend! I will come home when I decide I want to come home and no sooner so go fuck yourself!”


She punctuated her point to Kohaku by terminating the scream-off, her clenched knuckles turning white and for a moment she swore her vision bled red. It couldn’t have gone any worse, yet she wasn’t going to let him verbally abuse her, not when she could help it at least. Counting to ten only worked so much having repeated the process several times over in a falling attempt to calm herself down.


“You two sound close,” Sesshomaru’s cold voice froze the blood pounding in her veins and she jumped, a cry of surprise wrenching itself from her throat.


“SHIT!” She swore glancing at Sesshomaru from over her shoulder.


There was no surprise that she hadn’t heard him leaving the bedroom, she had after all matched Kohaku’s screaming with her own; his lean shoulders draped against the doorframe to his bedroom, his beautiful amber eyes watching her intently. All the anger that Kohaku managed to unleash in her evaporated as the man behind her pinned her with a curious, though still serious gaze. She could feel a headache coming on and suddenly tired, she pinched the bridge of her nose in hopes to stave off the pain until a later time.


“We’re not, not really anymore,” Sesshomaru didn’t have to repeat the question for Rin to know that it wasn’t rhetorical. He didn’t seem the type to like repeating himself and the last thing she wanted was to have anyone else upset with her whether or not they chose to show it. “I just don’t understand that boy anymore. He’s becoming nothing but a giant pain in my ass.”


Rin turned her phone on silent and set it on the decorative table next to her sighing heavily and trying to wish back the tears she felt trying to form. It was times like these she wished she could just blink into non-existence, the drama of it all was suffocating and overwhelming her and she wasn’t sure if she could keep up with without losing her mind for good. There were too many repercussions of her actions, too many hurt feelings and toes that were stepped on and she contemplated throwing it all way and living the life of a hermit.


“Can I ask you for a favor?” She sounded defeated, even to herself and debated meeting Sesshomaru’s eyes in fear that she couldn’t keep her composure.


“One is fine,” Sesshomaru wasn’t the type to say sure, it would have sounded alien and she bit down on her lower lip.


“Would you mind if I stole some of your warmth, just for a moment?” Her question left her feeling like a child all over again and she wasn’t sure how she could laugh it off if he said no. Rin was already taking a chance just voicing it and she didn’t want to hope, it took too much out of her when she got crushed.


Sesshomaru had been surprised by Rin’s request. He had been positive she would have been asking for a place to crash or a lift home, but not to steal some of his warmth. What warmth was she wanting because he didn’t remember giving any to her, not in the romantic kind of way and it confused him. Normally he knew to avoid a rollercoaster-woman when he saw one and Rin was young enough to where he was certain the rollercoaster never stopped to take a break and he had yet to toss her out.


There had to be a more logical explanation besides the sex, that he was one-hundred percent sure on and yet he found himself closing the space between Rin and himself, his hand slipping around her neck and pulling her against his chest. He didn’t feel weak or angry at himself for giving into Rin’s request, instead he felt strong as the small woman slid her arms around his waist and held him close.


She didn’t shed a tear, didn’t curse under her breath and he didn’t try soothing her. The two of them simply stood there silently, their breathing the only sound in the large room. He was beginning not to mind so much being a little less cold and isolated, though he refused to allow anyone else but the people in the room to ever see the subtle change.


The long black strands of Rin’s hair tickled his nose and Sesshomaru refrained from letting a smirk slink onto his face, it felt nice. Rin held onto him for a moment or two longer before slowly pulling away, her eyes watching him with both gratitude and something else he wasn’t ready to accept. “Come, get dressed.”


“Thank you,” it was simple and had so many different meanings, all of which were lost on him as gentle hands glided up his chest, stealing the air from his lungs and sending electric heat to his loins and reminding him that he had forgone clothing during Rin’s phone conversation.


“Rin,” Sesshomaru was beginning to see a pattern with the girl touching him and he couldn’t stop his eyebrow from raising itself as curiosity and lust crept up on him.


Not once yet had she done what he expected her to, it seemed as if she was on a completely different wavelength than the rest of the female population he had come into contact with and it struck him as odd. Grant it, he wasn’t complaining and he seriously doubted his ability to even if he had wanted, it was just different than what he was used to. Sesshomaru’s control wavered as Rin’s hungry lips slanted over his own, her fingers tangling themselves into his long hair and pulling him down to her level.


He had no issues spending the entire afternoon with her if they were to continue going down the path they were on. In fact, he was willing to take it a step further as his hands slid underneath the shirt she borrowed from him and teased her heated flesh. One touch was never enough for him when it concerned the willing girl in front of him and hearing her moan into his lips, gooseflesh raising over her skin and traveling through to his he felt his heart skip a beat.


This game that they were playing was filled with fire waiting to burn them but the desire was something he couldn’t ignore on a good day and yet Sesshomaru couldn’t find the strength to pull away and put an end to it. There was nothing wondering if he was strong enough to endure whatever Rin innocently teased him with, no thoughts of weakness, those thoughts were annoying gnats that bothered him only when his solitude, his self imposed isolation set in and he wasn’t planning on being alone.


This game was set on dangerous territory, one he wasn’t sure if he could come out unscathed on and though his old self would have avoided it at all costs he knew now that this feeling pulsing through him was better than anything he had felt before. He didn’t care of the risk because he was never the type of man to play it safe, he never shied away from anything and he would see this, whatever it was, to the end whether good or bad.


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Rin spared a hesitant glance from the corner of her eyes at the man next to her, his beautiful molten amber eyes focused on the road in front of him. It had been hours since the phone call that stole such a precious moment from her, yet she couldn’t complain, not when it had led to such better things. A blush splashed on her cheeks as she remembered how eagerly Sesshomaru had taken her, how quickly he had made her a pile of moaning, begging need and how he had chuckled--yes, chuckled and tortured her until she struggled in vain to breathe.


The Sesshomaru now compared to the one kept behind closed doors was the same man, but different and it make her heart leap thinking that he was allowing her only to see the difference. It was safe to say that she was drawn to him, to his aura, and she wanted to say his power, but not in the way that meant wealth or what he could buy her. She couldn’t put her finger on the word, but she would have to look it up later when she got the chance. She also needed to pick up the paper for the classifieds section because a new job would be needed after her stunt at Kagome’s and InuYasha’s wedding.


That train of thought brought another blush to her face in horror and embarrassment. Everyone she knew would know by now who exactly she had gone “home” with and though she was certain that it wasn’t a big deal, there were a select few who would not be happy and she cursed her luck. Her actions were more than likely the reason why Kohaku had called her like some jealous boyfriend and that was a car wreck she wasn’t hoping to get stuck in but knew there was no way out of it.


She called Shippo when Sesshomaru told her he would drive her back home, begging her friend that if something happened today she would need a safe house for herself and her boys and though the younger boy whined and complained about Rin‘s impeccable timing, he wasn’t going to refuse her. It had been Shippo after all who was telling her that she needed to get out of that mess of an orphanage or she would be dragged down and she was starting to feel the claws digging into her skin.


Sesshomaru hadn’t said a word to her as he drove, his eyes glancing nowhere but the road and Rin had bit her lip as she spoke to Shippo. She didn’t want to ask Sesshomaru for something this huge, not when they weren’t even in a relationship of any kind. She didn’t want to add baggage to her already heavy load and expect Sesshomaru to help her carry it. The worst was knowing that she wanted to lean on him, wanted him to help her, but she’d never ask it, not when it would be better if Sesshomaru was given his space.


A big part of her didn’t want to go back to the orphanage where she grew up because she’d be forced to give up something she wasn’t ready to give. She was not ready to be completely on her own and living in the real world like an adult, not when she still wanted to be a child and she stole those feelings and locked them deep inside her heart. There was no longer any room to play the child. She had made her choices and she was going to take responsibility for them, no matter how much she wanted things to stay the same. Rin had some growing up to do and she was going to grin and bare it to the best of her ability.


The minute he pulled up to the large building, the engine shutting off he knew that something was brewing. Every muscle in Rin’s body stiffer Ned and her fingers dug into the denim of her skirt, her teeth worrying on her lips bad enough to draw blood and he beat down the urge to reach over and pull those lips against his. There was a time and a place for such things and it was not inside his car out in the open. Rin’s heavy sigh leant him the strength he didn’t know had fled him and he let a smile slip on his face for a brief moment before fading as she gathered herself and opened the passenger door.


She was a stubborn creature and he took it as sign that she was not going to back down from whatever was ahead and it made the respect he was feeling swell larger than before. He didn’t follow her inside the gated yard, choosing to lean against his expensive vehicle and wait it out. Rin was a big girl, she could do things by herself; albeit he would be standing by just incase he did not like the outcome. Then and only then, he would step in and take charge.


Sesshomaru was surprised that he saw the enormous beasts charging Rin before he heard them, their yaps and barks opposite from the sped which they raced toward the small woman. They were like flying shadows, powerfully lean and long legs and he thought it funny how odd it looked as they slowed down as Rin kneels and opened her arms, her laughter reaching his ears. Two massive dogs, beautiful animals, he thought to himself watching them roll on the ground before knocking Rin over. He could see how easily it would be with them around to get overwhelmed, but no matter how large the animal was it could be trained.


Her laughter, which Sesshomaru decided he liked was short lived as a person exited the orphanage doors. It took several glances to recognize the shorter male, his shaggy black hair thrown into a high ponytail as the boy who glared at him during the InuYasha’s wedding and the need to laugh was tempting.


The boy was already treading in shark infested waters as he stalked towards Rin, his lean frame towering over the her and the two dogs--Ah-Un, if he recalled correctly growled possessively. He should have known better and when Rin stood Sesshomaru immediately knew there would be a fight.


“Ah-Un gate!” Rin pointed to Sesshomaru and though they were still growing and yapping at the boy in warning they obeyed and slowly walked away, their large ears alert and their legs begging for the chance to turn and attack.


“Where have you been?!” Kohaku growled at Rin, his normally happy and carefree eyes were narrowed and furious and she could already feel her anger rising to compete with the boy in front of her. “You were supposed to be here hours ago!”


“Oh stuff it Kohaku,” she spat crossing her arms over her chest defiantly. “I told you I would come back when I decided to, not when you order me to.”


“I can’t believe you’re doing this to get back at me!”


His words were like a slap in the face and she had to restart her brain several times over to fully understand him. Was Kohaku really that stupid, she asked herself feeling her anger boiling her blood and she knew instantly she was more dangerous to Kohaku than Ah-Un could ever be. Rin wanted to hurt Kohaku, hurt him with her fists clenched at her sides, strangle the life out of him and before she killed him she wanted to emotionally crush him so he could never recover. He had a way of filling her with a murderous rage and there would be no way to keep the control under shackles if he kept running his mouth. She would not hold back this time.


“This has nothing to do with you Kohaku,” he couldn’t loom over her due to their similar heights but he sure as hell tried to make her cower. “You’re only making this worse than it has to be.”


“What are you saying?” Some of his anger flickered away and Rin rolled her eyes brushing passed Kohaku. She needed to get some of her things together because it was apparent she couldn’t stay any longer.


“I’m leaving,” she told him bluntly, trying to impersonate Sesshomaru’s icy glare and serving it to Kohaku. “Shippo is letting me crash at his place until I find my own.”


“NO!” Kohaku lunged for her, his hands grabbing her arms and practically dragging her back to him. She heard the growls from Ah-Un escalate and the gate door opening, Sesshomaru was going to intervene. “You’re not going anywhere!”


“Let go,” snarled daring Kohaku to continue on like some spoiled child. “I do not want to repeat myself.”


Kohaku forced Rin to turn and face him and though his anger was still apparent, his eyes were begging her to stop. “I won’t let you be some stupid whore!”


“Let go,” Rin was giving Kohaku his final warning and if he chose not to heed it she could not be held responsible for her actions. “Now Kohaku.”


“No,” he pleaded, his fingers digging into her arms bruising her. “You belong with me!”


In an instant everything seemed to explode in front of Rin and Sesshomaru didn’t have the chance to reach them before chaos broke free. Rin hated Kohaku then, hated him so much that she screamed it at the top of her lungs as she shoved him away from her. He stumbled, barely catching his balance and Rin pushed him again before she snapped, her body trembling with rage as her arm swung at the surprised boy in front of her.


The snap of her fist hitting Kohaku’s face wasn’t even enough to bring her back to the severity of the situation, his cry of pain as he crumbled to the ground, blood pouring from the hands cupping his nose. Rin panted for air as she stood over Kohaku, her fist still poised for another attack, her mind racing with thoughts, some begging to continue to punish Kohaku, others screaming at her to stop, and when the blood stopped rushing in her ears she could hear the yapping calls of Ah-Un at her side.


"Are you fucking crazy?!"


“Next time you touch me I’ll break more than your nose.” She spat before turning her back on Kohaku and heading to the spot between the gate and the bleeding boy where Sesshomaru stood, one eyebrow raised curiously and his eyes clouded with emotion.


No words were said, Sesshomaru merely nodded heading back towards his vehicle and opening the back door for Ah-Un to climb inside and repeating the same for Rin. She gave him a miserable smile as she lowered herself in, her hand throbbing as she buckled herself into the passenger seat. She wanted to laugh, wanted to cry and scream and when Sesshomaru started the car, she leaned her head back resting it on the leather headrest trying to calm her thundering heart.


“Home?” He asked curiously, his tone seeming almost cheerful or proud, she couldn’t tell which one but it was odd.


“Can you take me to the hospital?” She asked feeling small and suddenly empty. “I think Kohaku’s face broke my wrist.”


Rin was certain that Sesshomaru would have laughed at her comment had he not spared a glance at the said appendage. It would have been funny hadn’t it been true.



E/N: Shameless plug alert: If you like this story, then go read "Secrets of the Snow", I'm unsure whether or not I should continue that story and would love to know your opinions. I'm surprised with how quickly this story is progressing so YAY ME! lol I'll put more up as I complete it. Thanks, and as always PLEASE REVIEW!