InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ So Emotional ❯ Part Ten ( Chapter 10 )
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By: MIztikal_Dragon 
Final chapter. *cries*
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.07.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 308 | Status: Completed
Final chapter. *cries*
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.07.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 308 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own anything, don't make money off of this. I might have gone crazy, but at least I know that this disclaimer is true... sigh
-Part Ten-
They were surrounded in a field of boxes, mountains upon mountains of boxes, hell, an entire ocean of boxes in various stages; some empty and tilted on their sides, other’s with their flaps open, exposing packing peanuts and bubble wrap, and the one’s piled still unopened on top of each other. All of the windows in the small, yet quaint four bedroom brick house were wide open, allowing in crisp fresh air and sunlight and grabbing the box cutter, Rin pried open her next assignment, the kitchen.
Of all the things that could have happened to her, this wasn’t something she could have ever imagined happening. Things were moving fast, a little quicker than anyone would have liked, but no one’s opinion mattered except hers and Sesshomaru’s. It was their decision, she told herself carefully lifting a glass plate out of the box and placing it onto the countertop. She liked the way it sounded in her head, theirs. Most of the belongings were Sesshomaru’s, how could they not be, all Rin had to her name was a dresser full of clothing, two dogs, her cell phone and her heart and they all fit perfectly inside her new home.
That was the most unbelievable part of everything--her new home--correction, their new home, and whatever wild hair crawled up Sesshomaru’s, ahem, well you know--she was grateful for it. He had given her a spare set of the keys and opened a door of possibilities that night and gave her a choice, though for her it hadn’t been a hard one to make. And now, here she was, unpacking their home, placing things where she thought they should go and Sesshomaru let her have all the reigns. His explanation was too many things were his and not enough of her, so she was in charge or making it a place she would want to call home (without going overboard of course) and Rin had thanked him long and hard, and very enthusiastically.
Her face flushed remembering the way he had moaned as she teased him, his silent gasp for breath urging her further, the way her name fell from his lips as he silently begged for an end, she had never felt more in control. There had been times of passion shared between the two of them, burning, consuming, raw passion, yet that night had been something neither of them had been expecting. Of course, now it was a little nerve wracking, a little unbelievable what she had been allowed to do, but it was a reminder of how flexible Sesshomaru was around her.
He had many sides, many different faces and she was beginning to learn which ones meant what and how to react to them and for the most part she had to admit it was self explanatory. Sesshomaru did not often go through a range of emotions, he was not some roller coaster, but she did wonder what was boiling down at the center of him. Most of the time she watched his eyes, the way his jaw clenched and the almost invisible vein in his neck, they were her clues. She would have him figured out, not soon, but eventually and that was an adventure she was looking forward to. She was certain she would spend all of her best years with Sesshomaru at her side.
“Hey Rin!” Excitedly loud yaps and barks brought Rin from the medium sized kitchen and out the front door. Ah-Un were practically hanging over the fence, their large paws folding over as they chattered, their large tongues reaching out for the red-hair boy waving to her from the sidewalk.
“You’re late Shippo,” she laughed as Shippo jumped over the hip high fence, a small black bag held in his free hand. “You said you’d be here by four-thirty.”
“I got tied up,” replied pulling her into a friendly hug. “But I’m all yours now, do with me as you please.”
His eyebrows waggled suggestively and Rin laughed hard and she shook her head while Shippo pulled out a hand held video camera and pointed it at her, his quick explanation that her first move was documentary worthy. Leave it to Shippo, she mentally sighed as she led him inside her home and giving him a small tour, a large smile planted on her face. She was embarrassed that she was being recorded; however, the thought that someday she would look back on this as a fond memory and watch it was more appealing.
Working together they were able to finish unpacking the kitchen, part of the living room and the bathrooms (grant it, the entire time the digital camera was glued to Shippo’s left hand and it made unpacking a little difficult) in a matter of two hours. Rin had already set up the bedroom earlier that morning, the movers putting the large furniture where she directed, though not liking it one bit when she changed her mind, several different times. She couldn’t help herself though, she wanted everything to look perfect, be perfect and receive Sesshomaru’s approval. She also knew that it wouldn’t have mattered to him, small things like this didn’t seem to phase him like she would have thought and with that comforting knowledge, the stress of everything merely slipped away.
On any other day, any other occasion she would have invited Shippo to eat dinner, in fact she would have been demanding it, yet this was one time that she couldn’t. She had already made dinner plans that night, and though Sesshomaru did not share her enthusiasm for it, the two of them were going over to InuYasha and Kagome’s place. Rin was certain that neither of them were expecting Sesshomaru to agree or else they wouldn’t have been as quick as to extend the invitation, but they had offered and she acquiesced.
A part of her wanted to prove to anyone and everyone that she was worth Sesshomaru’s attention, that she was not something fleeting and though childish it seemed at first, she wondered half heartedly if she was only trying to prove it to herself. Flushing such thoughts from her mind, she picked up the crumbled trash strewn across the wood floors, gathering a pile in her bent arm before going to Shippo, who held a large black trash bag in one hand and his still recording camera in the other.
“So what’s the real deal with the camera?” She said off handedly as Ah-Un crossed her path, two wet noses pressing into her hands until she gave in and petted them.
“Happiness gauge?” There was something off in his voice as he watched her and Rin glanced at him curiously for a moment, her eyebrow raising up into well curved arch.
“A happiness gauge?” Shippo’s shoulders were suddenly tense and it left the impression that he was hiding behind his digital camera, not that she could understand why. “Quit pulling my leg, Shippo. What is it really for?”
“Sheesh woman!” Shippo chuckled nervously, the small camera bouncing with his forced laughter. “It’s your first home movie, it doesn’t have to have a reason exist.”
His words trapped her in a cocoon of warmth and his heart skipped a beat as her smiled widened and she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him close. She had never had a real home before and she was tickled pink that Shippo was there to experience it with her. His body was tense and hard against her, almost cautious of her and she ignored it as she held onto him savoring his unintentional gift.
“Thank you Shippo,” she said earnestly squeezing the boy in her arms tighter, the lens of the camera staring down at them catching her display of affection for the younger boy.
“Rin,” he groaned in defeat. “What if Sesshomaru comes home and sees you wrapped around me like this? I bet he’s the jealous types, won’t he be upset?”
“No,” a deeper baritone voice echoed Rin’s reply and Shippo thought for a moment he had signed his death sentence like some ignorant fool.
Rin’s squeal jerked him from the intimidating gaze of amber staring down at Shippo from the front door, long silver hair swept back into a low pony tail. The girl immediately release him in favor of pouncing onto the imposing man, the loud barks and yips of Ah-Un drowning out the thunderous beating of his heart. His hands followed the movement, the camera stuck on Rin as she pulled Sesshomaru down to her lips, her small fingers curled into his crisp shirt and wrinkling it.
Shippo had to admit it, Rin looked happier than he had ever known her to be and it made him feel better knowing she would be taken care of. As Rin’s and Sesshomaru’s kiss grew deeper Shippo could feel the awkwardness creeping into his skin, the way Sesshomaru’s hand slipped over Rin’s hip, pulling her close and her soft laughter almost pained him and unsure of what to do next, Shippo turned to the obvious.
“Um, yeah well I think this is my cue to head out.” He said clearing his throat out obnoxiously.
Rin laughed, her cheeks flushing deep red as she pulled away from Sesshomaru’s embrace, the electronic camera still stalking her every move. Shippo’s cheeks were red as well, and her laugh went a little higher as she softly punched Sesshomaru’s arm for embarrassing her.
“I’ll walk you out,” she replied as Sesshomaru headed towards the kitchen, Ah-Un trailing after him expectantly.
Silence followed them as they closed the front gate behind them and Shippo promised Rin he would burn her first home movie onto a disk and bring it over to her when he could. Everything was turning out better than she expected and she could stop herself from forcing Shippo into another bone breaking hug, his nervous laughter stinging her ears again, but this time she ignored it.
“Have fun at InuYasha and Kagome’s later,” Shippo told her pressing a kiss to her forehead, his cheeks growing darker, his smile lopsided and quivering.
“I will,” she had the urge to hug him again and make him spill whatever was eating at him, yet she didn’t as she watched him walk towards his scooter.
She didn’t let Shippo’s odd behavior bother her, not with how happy she was feeling inside. Watching his scooter disappear from her gaze, she practically skipped back into her new home, curiously wondering where Sesshomaru was. She found him lounging against the kitchen counter, Ah-Un laying uninterested on the linoleum, their heads on their paws and Rin felt a stab of jealously.
“How do you get them to do that for you?” She questioned, her lips set into the makings of a pout that had Sesshomaru’s chuckling softly.
“Practice,” he told her cooly, his amber eyes following her movements as she crossed her arms over her chest. “Jealous boyfriend?”
Rin’s eyebrows furrowed in thought as she closed the space between them before a Cheshire grin spilled onto her face. She trapped him against the counter with her hands, his gaze darkening as she lifted herself onto her tip-toes and slanted her mouth over his slyly.
“I don’t know, were you jealous Sesshomaru?”
“In your dreams,” he scoffed and it ripped laughter from her throat before he silenced with it a demanding kiss, bending her to his will instantly. She had no problem relinquishing all of her control to him as he pulled her under a wave of pleasure, her body shuddering as he parted her lips and tasted her.
His ministrations had her momentarily forgetting about their dinner plans and she had to fight against the urge to call and cancel so she could christen their bed on their first night in the new house. Rin decided then that Sesshomaru could prove to be a bad influence to her, her undoing and stubbornly pulling away, she assured him there would be time later for what he was planning. Only, she didn’t let him in on the plans she was letting circle around her head. There would be more ‘thank you’s if she had her way and even maybe, if she was lucky, a encore of the night a week before.
-The end-
E/N: I'm in the makings of the next story for Rin and Sesshomaru for this. I'm not sure what the title is yet.. I've been playing with a couple, but I'm hoping to have the first couple of chapters done here soon so you can start reading it. lol I hope everyone has enjoyed this story! Thank you for all the reviews, and alerts, they really are wonderful!
Until next time!
-Part Ten-
They were surrounded in a field of boxes, mountains upon mountains of boxes, hell, an entire ocean of boxes in various stages; some empty and tilted on their sides, other’s with their flaps open, exposing packing peanuts and bubble wrap, and the one’s piled still unopened on top of each other. All of the windows in the small, yet quaint four bedroom brick house were wide open, allowing in crisp fresh air and sunlight and grabbing the box cutter, Rin pried open her next assignment, the kitchen.
Of all the things that could have happened to her, this wasn’t something she could have ever imagined happening. Things were moving fast, a little quicker than anyone would have liked, but no one’s opinion mattered except hers and Sesshomaru’s. It was their decision, she told herself carefully lifting a glass plate out of the box and placing it onto the countertop. She liked the way it sounded in her head, theirs. Most of the belongings were Sesshomaru’s, how could they not be, all Rin had to her name was a dresser full of clothing, two dogs, her cell phone and her heart and they all fit perfectly inside her new home.
That was the most unbelievable part of everything--her new home--correction, their new home, and whatever wild hair crawled up Sesshomaru’s, ahem, well you know--she was grateful for it. He had given her a spare set of the keys and opened a door of possibilities that night and gave her a choice, though for her it hadn’t been a hard one to make. And now, here she was, unpacking their home, placing things where she thought they should go and Sesshomaru let her have all the reigns. His explanation was too many things were his and not enough of her, so she was in charge or making it a place she would want to call home (without going overboard of course) and Rin had thanked him long and hard, and very enthusiastically.
Her face flushed remembering the way he had moaned as she teased him, his silent gasp for breath urging her further, the way her name fell from his lips as he silently begged for an end, she had never felt more in control. There had been times of passion shared between the two of them, burning, consuming, raw passion, yet that night had been something neither of them had been expecting. Of course, now it was a little nerve wracking, a little unbelievable what she had been allowed to do, but it was a reminder of how flexible Sesshomaru was around her.
He had many sides, many different faces and she was beginning to learn which ones meant what and how to react to them and for the most part she had to admit it was self explanatory. Sesshomaru did not often go through a range of emotions, he was not some roller coaster, but she did wonder what was boiling down at the center of him. Most of the time she watched his eyes, the way his jaw clenched and the almost invisible vein in his neck, they were her clues. She would have him figured out, not soon, but eventually and that was an adventure she was looking forward to. She was certain she would spend all of her best years with Sesshomaru at her side.
“Hey Rin!” Excitedly loud yaps and barks brought Rin from the medium sized kitchen and out the front door. Ah-Un were practically hanging over the fence, their large paws folding over as they chattered, their large tongues reaching out for the red-hair boy waving to her from the sidewalk.
“You’re late Shippo,” she laughed as Shippo jumped over the hip high fence, a small black bag held in his free hand. “You said you’d be here by four-thirty.”
“I got tied up,” replied pulling her into a friendly hug. “But I’m all yours now, do with me as you please.”
His eyebrows waggled suggestively and Rin laughed hard and she shook her head while Shippo pulled out a hand held video camera and pointed it at her, his quick explanation that her first move was documentary worthy. Leave it to Shippo, she mentally sighed as she led him inside her home and giving him a small tour, a large smile planted on her face. She was embarrassed that she was being recorded; however, the thought that someday she would look back on this as a fond memory and watch it was more appealing.
Working together they were able to finish unpacking the kitchen, part of the living room and the bathrooms (grant it, the entire time the digital camera was glued to Shippo’s left hand and it made unpacking a little difficult) in a matter of two hours. Rin had already set up the bedroom earlier that morning, the movers putting the large furniture where she directed, though not liking it one bit when she changed her mind, several different times. She couldn’t help herself though, she wanted everything to look perfect, be perfect and receive Sesshomaru’s approval. She also knew that it wouldn’t have mattered to him, small things like this didn’t seem to phase him like she would have thought and with that comforting knowledge, the stress of everything merely slipped away.
On any other day, any other occasion she would have invited Shippo to eat dinner, in fact she would have been demanding it, yet this was one time that she couldn’t. She had already made dinner plans that night, and though Sesshomaru did not share her enthusiasm for it, the two of them were going over to InuYasha and Kagome’s place. Rin was certain that neither of them were expecting Sesshomaru to agree or else they wouldn’t have been as quick as to extend the invitation, but they had offered and she acquiesced.
A part of her wanted to prove to anyone and everyone that she was worth Sesshomaru’s attention, that she was not something fleeting and though childish it seemed at first, she wondered half heartedly if she was only trying to prove it to herself. Flushing such thoughts from her mind, she picked up the crumbled trash strewn across the wood floors, gathering a pile in her bent arm before going to Shippo, who held a large black trash bag in one hand and his still recording camera in the other.
“So what’s the real deal with the camera?” She said off handedly as Ah-Un crossed her path, two wet noses pressing into her hands until she gave in and petted them.
“Happiness gauge?” There was something off in his voice as he watched her and Rin glanced at him curiously for a moment, her eyebrow raising up into well curved arch.
“A happiness gauge?” Shippo’s shoulders were suddenly tense and it left the impression that he was hiding behind his digital camera, not that she could understand why. “Quit pulling my leg, Shippo. What is it really for?”
“Sheesh woman!” Shippo chuckled nervously, the small camera bouncing with his forced laughter. “It’s your first home movie, it doesn’t have to have a reason exist.”
His words trapped her in a cocoon of warmth and his heart skipped a beat as her smiled widened and she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him close. She had never had a real home before and she was tickled pink that Shippo was there to experience it with her. His body was tense and hard against her, almost cautious of her and she ignored it as she held onto him savoring his unintentional gift.
“Thank you Shippo,” she said earnestly squeezing the boy in her arms tighter, the lens of the camera staring down at them catching her display of affection for the younger boy.
“Rin,” he groaned in defeat. “What if Sesshomaru comes home and sees you wrapped around me like this? I bet he’s the jealous types, won’t he be upset?”
“No,” a deeper baritone voice echoed Rin’s reply and Shippo thought for a moment he had signed his death sentence like some ignorant fool.
Rin’s squeal jerked him from the intimidating gaze of amber staring down at Shippo from the front door, long silver hair swept back into a low pony tail. The girl immediately release him in favor of pouncing onto the imposing man, the loud barks and yips of Ah-Un drowning out the thunderous beating of his heart. His hands followed the movement, the camera stuck on Rin as she pulled Sesshomaru down to her lips, her small fingers curled into his crisp shirt and wrinkling it.
Shippo had to admit it, Rin looked happier than he had ever known her to be and it made him feel better knowing she would be taken care of. As Rin’s and Sesshomaru’s kiss grew deeper Shippo could feel the awkwardness creeping into his skin, the way Sesshomaru’s hand slipped over Rin’s hip, pulling her close and her soft laughter almost pained him and unsure of what to do next, Shippo turned to the obvious.
“Um, yeah well I think this is my cue to head out.” He said clearing his throat out obnoxiously.
Rin laughed, her cheeks flushing deep red as she pulled away from Sesshomaru’s embrace, the electronic camera still stalking her every move. Shippo’s cheeks were red as well, and her laugh went a little higher as she softly punched Sesshomaru’s arm for embarrassing her.
“I’ll walk you out,” she replied as Sesshomaru headed towards the kitchen, Ah-Un trailing after him expectantly.
Silence followed them as they closed the front gate behind them and Shippo promised Rin he would burn her first home movie onto a disk and bring it over to her when he could. Everything was turning out better than she expected and she could stop herself from forcing Shippo into another bone breaking hug, his nervous laughter stinging her ears again, but this time she ignored it.
“Have fun at InuYasha and Kagome’s later,” Shippo told her pressing a kiss to her forehead, his cheeks growing darker, his smile lopsided and quivering.
“I will,” she had the urge to hug him again and make him spill whatever was eating at him, yet she didn’t as she watched him walk towards his scooter.
She didn’t let Shippo’s odd behavior bother her, not with how happy she was feeling inside. Watching his scooter disappear from her gaze, she practically skipped back into her new home, curiously wondering where Sesshomaru was. She found him lounging against the kitchen counter, Ah-Un laying uninterested on the linoleum, their heads on their paws and Rin felt a stab of jealously.
“How do you get them to do that for you?” She questioned, her lips set into the makings of a pout that had Sesshomaru’s chuckling softly.
“Practice,” he told her cooly, his amber eyes following her movements as she crossed her arms over her chest. “Jealous boyfriend?”
Rin’s eyebrows furrowed in thought as she closed the space between them before a Cheshire grin spilled onto her face. She trapped him against the counter with her hands, his gaze darkening as she lifted herself onto her tip-toes and slanted her mouth over his slyly.
“I don’t know, were you jealous Sesshomaru?”
“In your dreams,” he scoffed and it ripped laughter from her throat before he silenced with it a demanding kiss, bending her to his will instantly. She had no problem relinquishing all of her control to him as he pulled her under a wave of pleasure, her body shuddering as he parted her lips and tasted her.
His ministrations had her momentarily forgetting about their dinner plans and she had to fight against the urge to call and cancel so she could christen their bed on their first night in the new house. Rin decided then that Sesshomaru could prove to be a bad influence to her, her undoing and stubbornly pulling away, she assured him there would be time later for what he was planning. Only, she didn’t let him in on the plans she was letting circle around her head. There would be more ‘thank you’s if she had her way and even maybe, if she was lucky, a encore of the night a week before.
-The end-
E/N: I'm in the makings of the next story for Rin and Sesshomaru for this. I'm not sure what the title is yet.. I've been playing with a couple, but I'm hoping to have the first couple of chapters done here soon so you can start reading it. lol I hope everyone has enjoyed this story! Thank you for all the reviews, and alerts, they really are wonderful!
Until next time!