InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Temptation ❯ Wanting ( Chapter 2 )

Author notes: WOW! I was expecting maybe one or two reviews on this story, but I got quite a few. o.o Thank you all so much! You each gave great criticism and it was your great comments that got me to post this chapter early. (By the way, ask if you'd like an English-to-Japanese glossary at the end of each chapter).

 

Sugarsweet pie, Squishy Penguin (YAY Fellow Twilight lover! A Trilogy?! OMFG! YES!), Rindemongal, Angels Heart 1622, inconsequential, D.C Talk, Kurama Taisho (Go owner of cool name!), Shandreanna, wentaka (More twilight love!), and Inuyasha luvr, this chapter is dedicated to all of you. I hope you enjoy it as much as the first. I'm listening to suds in the Bucket over and over while I write so if anything is weird… yea.

 

Temptation (The temptation not to do my algebra is great. Boo 8th grade!)

Chapter 2:

 

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Despite its obviously poor condition, Rin found the radio still worked quite well in the old truck and was content listening to the classical music - which also happened to be the only music she could pick up with the flimsy antennae on the hood. She gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands. The streets weren't at their best, the rain having washed away a few nice junks of the gravel roads.

 

The windshield wipers rattled violently, threatening to fall off as she drove over a pothole. I don't know whether to love this old thing or hate it. She turned down Mistveils's main street and was unsurprised to find it rather deserted. The town hall, post office, and stores were dull. Against the dismal, rainy sky everything united to form one big unattractive picture.

 

Her eyes glazed over with boredom. She eased up on the gas and hummed one of the nameless tunes she had already picked up from Remy. I don't know whether to like or hate Sesshoumaru. He was downright rude before, but a while ago he seemed fine. Almost normal. She shook her head at the thought. No, not normal. Never normal. No one who looks that godly perfect is normal. Her cheeks warmed at that thought.

 

A low roll of thunder signaled the start of a downpour. Rin smiled a bit. She liked thunderstorms. In fact, she found she preferred them to just simple rain. Blinking, she focused her eyes back ahead to see a brick wall racing towards her. Eyes wide and mouth agape in a silent scream, she rammed her foot into the brake. The pick-up roared in protest. It swerved, teetering dangerously to the left, before stopping. Its corner was just touching the building.

 

Rin slowed her breathing, and climbed out. She stared at the damage. Skid marks on the road, and now her mode of transportation's awful paint job was in even worse shape. A sort of high-pitched boy's voice made her nearly jump out of her skin. “Oh my God, are you all right?” She turned to face the owner and recognized it as Shippou, a fellow junior Wombat. His red hair was matted to his head, wet, and green eyes sparkling with obvious concern.

 

“I'm fine, but my truck's took a little beating,” Rin answered with a gentle laugh. Lightning split the darkened sky. Her clothes hung heavy and wet. She could feel her mid-length ebony hair plastered to her. “I'm sure everything still works though.”

 

He closed the small gap between them with a light jog. “I'm Shippou,” he announced happily outstretching a hand, “And you're Rin.”

 

“Geese, how did you ever guess?”

 

He flashed a charming smile displaying two rows of perfect, white teeth. “Small town, new face. It gets around. Are you sure you're all right? You smell scared.”

 

Rin blinked. She stared up at him curiously. “I smell scared?” Shippou nodded. He waited a moment, the gap in speaking filled with spits of thunder and rain splattering on the pavement. Taking a deep breath, he drew back a bit of hair that covered his ears. Rin smiled. “I knew it. Your eyes were just too green…” She paused.

 

“I'd like to stay and help,” He said - and she could tell he was earnest - “but I need to go visit someone.” Rin waved, and climbed into the truck. She watched him jog off into the haze of heavy rain. The seat was sopping wet by now. Her hands trembled slightly in her lap. Close one… Maybe this town has it in for me.

 

Another clap of thunder. She winced slightly. The loud eruption of sound didn't help the headache now pooling just behind her eyes. And that's when she looked over and saw the passenger door open. He slid into the seat, just as - if not more so - wet as her. Rin stared in disbelief. He stared right back, emotionless. “What are you doing?” She demanded suddenly.

 

“Sheltering myself from the storm,” Sesshoumaru answered casually.

 

“Well I need to get home so could you get out?” She tried to sound indifferent, but it was a hard thing for her to accomplish when she caught his molten gaze. Rin swallowed.

 

Sesshoumaru was silent. He turned to look out the front window; as he had the first time he'd climbed into the pick-up uninvited. And that was when Rin noticed the sharp, long claws adorning each of his slender digits. His hand rested on to seat just inches away. Two magenta stripes at the wrists made them even more perfect than they already seemed to be. She shifted uncomfortably. “I won't hurt you,” he announced coldly, disgusted with her fear.

 

“I neither thought nor insinuated you would,” She countered. Her grip on the steering wheel tightened. She felt suddenly warmer.

 

“Indeed,” he muttered quietly. His mind was racing, heart beat quickening. He clenched his hand into a fist, claws digging into the smooth flesh of his palm. Rin watched him, becoming aware of his sudden frustration.

 

“S- Sesshoumaru?” she stammered nervously. He turned to look at her. Silver hair spilled over his shoulder, eyes distant. He was taken aback by how much he found himself enjoying the sound of his name on her lips.

 

What's wrong with me? He wondered. I can't stay here much longer… I might lose myself…

 

She pursed her lips a moment before continuing. “Are you okay?”

 

I don't understand. Her scent is different. Her eyes are different. She's a human. She's just a human wench. I've only known her a day. Sesshoumaru found himself locked on her lips. His gaze traveled down her slender neck, and his blood ran cold. Breathing ragged, he thrust the passenger side door open and was gone.

 

Rin was left stunned, looking at where he had sat less than a moment before. He had disappeared so quickly. If the seat had not been wet she would have convinced herself it was just her whacked imagination; that Sesshoumaru had never even been there in the first place. She closed her eyes and melted into the sound of the rain.

 

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Remy sat the phone down on the base easily. It made a small click. She turned back to the stove; a pot full of what was meant to be soup was boiling over. The woman stirred it twice and dropped a lid over it just as the front door opened to reveal her new - and dripping - daughter. “Rin, welcome home! How was school?”

 

Rin smiled. She dropped her backpack near the coat rack and slid into a wooden chair near the kitchen table. The girl decided to keep news of her wreck quiet and smiled contentedly. “Great for my first day,” she answered carefully editing out what he thought unnecessary for her adoptive mother to know. “Homework already, though.”

 

“A, I almost forgot,” Remy perked up. She flounced to the table and picked up a crea-colored envelope. “It's from the orphanage, for you.” Rin took the letter and held it delicately in hand.

 

“You… didn't open it?”

 

“Why would I do that, dear? It's addressed to you.” And then she went about trying to do mission impossible - saving the soup. Her tuneless hums and mumbled lyrics filled the air.

 

They always opened our mail at the orphanage. Rin remembered. Not that she got any letters, anyway. She just knew from the experience of others. Slowly, she opened the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper. One was formal and typed. She scanned over it and handed it to Remy. “They want to check-up on me to make sure I'm comfortable.” She said and turned to the other piece of paper.

 

It was green, and had been written on with a red ink pen. The colors clashed, but they let her know immediately who had composed it. It was from Kagome, the overseer at the orphanage. She always paid special attention to the oldest - and quietest - girl there. Me. Rin thought, missing her friend. She began to read.

 

Yo Rin-chan,

 

You've only been gone less than a week it seems so empty here without you. I decided to sneak this letter in with your notice. If I can get them to agree I'll be doing the inspection!

 

We're running out of places to put all the kids coming in. I'm glad you got adopted out. It's a real mess here. I know how organized you are. You would have hated it.

 

Sango and Miroku are still dating. I know you met them a few times. He's still a pervert, but he wouldn't be Miroku if he weren't. Lol (excuse my computer speak) remember that time he groped you and Sango gave him what for? Your face was priceless.

 

I've saved the best news for last. Inuyasha proposed! Of course I said yes. We haven't set a date for the marriage yet. Hopefully ASAP! Write me back. I wrote my home address on the back of this letter. Don't lose it. Let me know exactly how things have been.

 

Always here for you,

Kagome Higurashi

 

Rin folded the letter and smiled. She had wondered if Kagome would remember her. “Uh… Remy?” She began sheepishly. She hated not knowing what to call Remy. Should she call her `mom' or was first name all right?

 

The woman turned around from her brewing concoction and nodded. “Yes, honey?”

 

“When we went shopping the other day, do you know where I put the stationary?”

 

“I stuck it in the drawer of your bedside table,” She answered almost immediately. “Photographic memory.” Remy tapped her head with a finger proudly. “Used to come in handy all the time in highschool.”

 

Rin laughed softly and thanked her. She grabbed the weighty backpack and rushed up creaking steps. She had a sudden picture of her falling through snake through her mind. I hate these steps. She concluded swiftly and closed the door behind her upon entering the Yellow Room. (A name she had mentally picked that seemed to suit it perfectly.)

 

Rin fumbled with the drawer, jerking it open. She pulled out a black sheet of paper and silver gel pen (Remy's choice). Settling herself on the bed with a thick book to help write, she began the letter. Her writing looped and curvy, unique and sloppy. Not a girly handwriting, but clearly not a boy's either. It had been that way since the fifth grade and she figured it would be that way until she died.

 

Dear Kagome,

 

Mistveils is great. (Not a full lie, she did think it had it's own charm.) My new peers at school are cool too. Everyone's always polite, (save Sesshoumaru) and Remy has made me feel right at home. I've even sort of got my own car now. It's a reliable old Ford. (Well, it was old all right.) Getting my license came in handy after all. Who would have thought? My room is just right. (Well, she couldn't complain anyway.) It always rains here, but I guess that's why it's called Mistveils. Sorry the letter is so short.

 

-Rin

 

P.S. Married? That's AWESOME Kagome!

P.P.S. How many kids you think you'll have with Inuyasha?

P.P.P.S. Juts kidding. You have plenty of time for that!

 

Rin checked it for grammar or spelling errors. Satisfied, she slipped it into an envelope and copied Kagome's address on to it. She licked the seal and closed it. “I hope she gets it soon…” Rin muttered to herself. She had known Kagome for years and was thrilled her best friend had written her at all. The young woman sat the book she had used on the floor and stretched out on the bed, head on the pillow. I still haven't unpacked my suitcase.

 

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He stood silently in the open doorway, leaning against the frame with his hands folded over his chest. The forest seemed almost as uneasy as he did. The sound of leaves rattling by the storm was a usual one, but he found it annoying and more loud than usual. His heart throbbed hungrily in his chest. How can she have this effect on me? He thought with a low growl.

 

Sesshoumaru closed his eyes. His stoic expression remained as it was, but inside he was in a small state of panic. He had almost lost it earlier. And what if he had given in? The fox would have caught the coppery scent of blood almost as soon a sit had been spilled. He would have rushed back to se his friend. And what would he have seen?

 

He wanted to push her back to where she had come, but t the same time he wanted to pull her against him and keep her there, where she should be safe. But she would never be safe this close. Something about her scent made him do things he never would normally. But why? He asked furiously. She's just a human. Her appearance isn't anymore outstanding than other humans.

 

“S-Sesshoumaru-sama?” A voice questioned timidly from behind. “Are you all right?”

 

He pushed himself to a straighter posture and turned. The door slammed shut, glass shattering across the wooden floor. “I am fine, Jaken,” he bit out coldly. Jaken jumped back, head bowed. He nodded.

 

“Of c-course, Sesshoumaru-sama!” He confirmed quickly. “Forgive this Jaken for bothering you!” He took off on short legs, hurrying to find a broom and dustpan to clean up the glass. I don't care what milord says. Something is troubling him greatly.

 

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Eep. I don't like this chapter AT ALL. I decided to go ahead and update though because everyone liked it so much. ^_^ -Hugs all- Sesshoumaru seemed very OOC in this but he'll get more in character soon. I have a lot planned for this story. -Dances- Are the chapters too long? Are the chapters too short? REVIEW PLEASE!

 

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FAQ:

 

Q: Omg is this based on Twilight?

A: Sorry, I don't know. >_>

 

Q: What happened to Fire and Ice?

A: …what? o_o I don't know what you're talking about. -heh heh-

 

Q: Is Sesshoumaru a demon and a vampire?

A: Of course he is. -sexy-

 

Q: How old are the characters?

A: Rin is 17, Sesshoumaru appears20-ish (wha? And he's a senior? Yea, I know), Kagome, Inuyasha, Sango, and Miroku are around 20, and Shippou and Kohaku are 17.

 

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