InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sympathy for the Devil ❯ Chapter 10 ( Chapter 10 )

Sympathy for the Devil

Chapter Ten

By Devon Masterson-Bond

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Rin sighed as she looked out from the VIP section. Finally a place where she could be alone. It was obvious that her office was no longer sacred, everyone kept knocking or calling. The only saving grace of the day was Sesshomaru adjourning the operations meeting before Jaken could out them all to sleep.

 

He seemed strange today. Usually his holiness would be forcing everyone's nose to the grind stone to set the pace for the rest of the week. Instead he seemed distant. Not the distant that denoted detachment, but thoughtful. Obviously something was bothering him and she was curious about what could dare perturb his lordship. “I hope whatever it is he chokes on it,” she muttered.

 

“I take it that ill wish was meant for me.”

 

Rin turned around quickly as Sesshomaru walked up the back stairs. Was there no peace for her? “Don't flatter yourself,” she snapped as she got up and walked to the elevator. She pushed the down button and ivory doors opened immediately. As much as she ached for the possible conquest (it was the sane part of her life, right?) she would have to put if off for now. Besides whenever she got around Sesshomaru, she always had the nasty habit of acting like some sort of groupie. She did not need that today.

 

A high heeled booted leg stepped into the elevator. Rin glanced at her reflection on the mirror wall for a moment then turned around. She had changed she thought as the doors started to close.

 

"Do not walk away from me,” Sesshomaru growled placing his hand in the doors.

 

Rin rolled her eyes in annoyance. “I don't feel like arguing with you right now.” Brown eyes glared into amber as the doors closed behind him. Great now she was trapped in a tiny box with him.

 

Sesshomaru hit the stop button. “What is your problem, O-Rin?”

 

“What is your problem, O-Rin?” she imitated. A shocked look of amusement played across his face for an instant then disappeared. Rin would almost swear she was seeing things.

 

“Be serious.”

Rin reached over and released the stop button. “It's a feminine problem.”

 

Sesshomaru hit the stop button again and stood in front of it. “You are not in heat yet. I would have smelled it.”

 

A crimson flush crossed her face as her anger and embarrassment flowed to the surface. “What are you my father now?” She took a step forward. This was neither the time nor the person to talk over her problems with. Each day she was struggling to be the person she was, the hunter and not to become the consort. It was different. Everyone was so likeable, so attractive. Damn, she thought it again. “Let me out of here,” she growled.

 

A silver eyebrow rose. This was amusing. “Who are you to command me?” he snarled stepping forward.

 

Rin stood her ground. She would not back down. She was without her sword but she had two heeled boots and her nails. If he wanted to scrap, she would give him the dog fight of his life. He would not escape without being maimed. “O-Rin Ishii.”

 

“Not good enough,” he replied quickly pinning her up against the wall. “Submit.”

 

Brown eyes widened at his speed, but for some reason she was not worried. Her instincts told her that he would not kill her. As weird as it sounded to her logical mind, she knew him. He was testing her. “Go to hell.”

 

Amusement again. For some reason, her insolence was not making him angry. Being around humans was making him soft…being around her. Perhaps it was time to test Kaede's theory. “You first,” he retorted before crushing his lips against hers.

 

Rin tensed against him and tried to push away from his vice grip. She tried to think of something else when her body betrayed her by moaning and her fingers found their way into silky locks. Sin! He was a demon. She was his death dealer and slowly she was becoming his harlot. Sadly enough it did not offend her the way it would have five months ago. “Stop this,” she pleaded into his mouth.

 

“Not until you are mine.” He licked the side of her neck.

 

“No,” she sighed trying to push him away but her attempts were coming across half heartedly. Everything from the last five months was building to this moment, it was clear now. A game plan was needed to get out of this and she would have come up with one if her judgment had not chosen now to fog over. “Sesshomaru,” she moaned.

 

Hands found their way up to her halter dress, familiarizing themselves with her curves. Reason was abandoned the minute her rose oil musk spoke to him. Her arousal was undeniable not when it stirred him so. It was unusual for him not to be able to contain himself long enough to satiate in a controlled place. But this woman was tempting him…hell this woman succeeded in stripping him of one of his levels of control.

 

He lifted her booted leg to his shoulder and ran a finger over panty covered slit teasingly. As if taking her against the wall was not kinky enough…. Sesshomaru looked into her eyes then crushed his lips against hers again. Fear, shyness, and lust danced in them, the latter more so than the former. Rin wanted him as much he wanted her.

 

Brown eyes shot open as she heard his pants hit the floor. What was she doing? “Relax,” he said lowly. “It will only hurt more if you tense.”

 

Feeling skin to skin contact against her opening, Rin opened her mouth to question him when he thrusted deep inside of her. “You bastard,” she cried out as she squeezed her eyes shut.

 

Sesshomaru nearly bit his lip trying to contain himself. Her body was perfect. If he had been virgin just being inside of her would have been enough to release him. It was taking all that he had to let her adjust to him. No more short cuts or there would be more no more times. Already he was looking forward to next time. “Rin…”

 

Hearing the sound of her name, Rin opened her eyes expecting to see a crazed demon in the middle of raping her. Instead she caught a glimpse of… “Sesshomaru,” she moaned as he thrusted into her. An intense feeling came over her as he moved against her. She fisted silver locks and captured his lips as he moved with her. Her other leg wrapped around his hip increasing the thrusts nearly sending him over edge.

 

Amber eyes bled crimson. He pulled out of her. “Submit,” he growled. His voice dripped with need as his baser nature started to take over.

 

Rin was confused. He chose now to play games?

 

“Submit,” he repeated pushing her to her knees. The sound of her panties ripping nearly caused her to rise. “What the hell he was doing?” she wondered when he slipped inside of her from behind.

 

Rin gasped loudly as he practically touched her soul. Her mind went vacant as he began to move with deep precise thrusts. “Oh god,” She moaned out. Her being started to quiver when the elevator jerked to live again.

 

10-10-10

 

“I think it's working now, Shippo,” Souten smiled.

 

“Good,” he sighed hanging up his cell phone. He ran his hands through crimson bangs nervously. “After I show you VIP, I want you to meet Rin.”

 

“I can't wait to meet her. She sounds interesting.”

 

Shippo smiled and pulled her close. “She's a little uptight but she has another side. Everyone gets along with her really well.” The elevator doors opened. Shippo turned bright red as Sesshomaru and Rin stepped out.

 

“My office,” Sesshomaru said curtly before walking in the opposite direction.

 

Shippo cleared his throat. His head was reeling from the scent that emanated from the elevator. He could hardly believe it. It was a matter of time before it happened. They all knew that, there was even a pool going of when and some dared to lay odds on where. Things were going to be interesting, well more interesting from now on.

 

“Souten, I'll be right back,” he said apologetically. The dark haired girl nodded. She may not have her boyfriend's sense of smell, but she could spot an office affair when she saw one.

 

Dark eyes swept over the woman in front of her. The slightly disheveled, frumpled look; the embarrassed flush; even the barely detectable passion marks all were indicative of spur of the moment quickie. She stumbled onto a budding romance. This was so exciting. Shippo owed her some money. Having not met the couple and only hearing circumstances she bet that with the invention of Kenji a move be made in less than a month. She was good. “Hi, I'm Souten.”

 

“Rin,” she greeted.

 

Souten nodded. “Shippo's told me a lot about you. I knew as soon as I saw you.”

 

“Most is exaggerated I'm sure.”

 

“You're probably right he is fox,” she laughed.

 

Rin nodded politely. “I hate to be rude, but I have some matters that I have to attend to before we open.”

 

Souten nodded her head in understanding. “Bye. Nice to meet you.”

 

Rin waved and hastily walked away. There was so much she needed to contemplate but that would have to happen later at home. For now all she had to do was avoid Sesshomaru and she would be good.

 

10-10-10

 

Sesshomaru tossed a folder into his inbox and pinched the bridge of his nose. The events of two days ago kept playing over and over in his mind. It was driving him slowly insane. He had done everything in his power to make sure they were not alone and she seemed to be taking great pains as well.

 

Rin was a human. In addition to that huge mark against her, she was obstinate, prideful, arrogant, and stubborn. It seemed her day was not complete until she annoyed him. As much as he argued against it in his mind, there were strong feelings in her favor. No other female amused him the way she did. Rin was unimpressed by his title and prestige. Then there was her inner strength, he had a feeling that she could endure anything. Of course then there was fact that she was G. I.L.F. gorgeous.

 

“Enough,” he snapped harshly at the air. He caught sight of his reflection then sighed inwardly. There was only one conclusion…he would suck it up. He was 750 years old, just a hair out of his teens (snot nosed to hear Ryu and Makoto tell it.). In all that time he neither denied himself anything nor truly desired anything with any type of fervor. Rin was going to be his. A satisfied grin played across his face, several problems melted away with his decision. “This will be quite a chase,” he thought as he looked out into his club. “Mine.”

 

Out in the Pit, as the locals called the lowest level of the trendy club, Rin leaned against the railing observing casually. She was envious of the gyrating party goers. They didn't have to struggle with such worries as guilt, anger, and frustration. She defiled herself with Sesshomaru and was guilty of wanting more and angry they had been interrupted in the middle of it. Oh, she hated herself! This was all so twisted, she was the cold hearted killer of demons; the persona that she portrayed that could not be hurt or lonely. In five months, it had all been undone. She had to get away; there was no way she could do this anymore. There were so many questions in her mind.

 

“What are you up to?” Sango asked.

 

Rin turned around quickly. Her training was going to waste here. She took her headset off and held it in her hand. “I could ask you the same thing sneaking up on me.”

 

“You've changed,” Sango remarked circling her. “I wonder what your father would do if he could see you now.”

 

“He would kill me,” she answered simply.

 

Sango shook her head. The girl was always so guarded. “I guess it's good that you got away when you did.” Rin's eyes widened. “I did some checking, no one knows where you are. Some think you met your end with the `vermin' you kill. So I guess you're in the clear.”

 

Rin rolled her eyes. “I live and die for your approval.”

 

“Not mine anyway,” Sango retorted politely. She was having difficulty accepting Rin's change of sides. The only reason she did not spill everything she knew was because she had no proof of ill deeds from Rin. There was no point in bringing up Rin's past if she was trying to make a fresh start. It would only bring her past to them and that was something that would go over too well. Pater would come after his princess and all hell would break lose. “But I guess I deserve that for how we met again.” Sango shook her head. “So are you going to ever tell him?”

 

A frown crossed Rin's features at the word choice. “Who are you referring to?”

 

“Oh, I think you know who. Kenji makes for a nice smoke screen, but it's obvious that you're interested in…”

 

“Bite your tongue,” Rin snapped. “I manage The Lunatic and nothing more. Excuse me.” She placed her headset on her head and walked away.

 

“What's with her?” Miroku asked as he walked up to Sango. He handed her a drink.

 

“She's in love and doesn't want to admit it.”

 

“With Kenji?” Miroku asked.

 

Sango rolled her eyes. “Be serious, Kenji would never let her get close too if he thought she was interested in him.”

 

“Ah, how every true,” Miroku commented. “The loss of the love of your life will do that to a man though his methods of dealing with it, the shameless flirting and the lecherous behavior leave little to be desired.”

 

Dark eyes narrowed suspiciously. “Isn't that the pot calling the kettle black?” She shook her head. “He came on to you again, didn't he?”

 

“No, Inu Yasha,” Miroku answered. “He's calming down on the roof. I made my exit before Kenji got any ideas.”

 

“You know he's kidding right?” she smirked trying to get the picture of Inu Yasha pacing with a menacing glare on his face out of her head.

 

“I know but it's the thought,” he answered finishing off his drink. “Would you like to dance?”

 

“Sure, but keep your roaming hands to yourself.”

 

“But what, dear Sango, do you mean?” he asked innocently.

 

“Oh you know what I mean,” She laughed. Miroku wiggled his eyebrows mischievously then lead her out on to the dance floor.

 

To be continued…

 

 

 

 

© 2005 Devon Masterson-Bond

I think we know who belongs to whom in this fan fiction. The characters of Inu Yasha belong to their creator, Rumiko Takahashi and everyone she leased them out to, me not being one of them.