InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Temptation ❯ Memories ( Chapter 4 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

By: RayGirl

Okay! Right now I'm listening to `Suds in the Bucket' again. Heh. What can I say? I love the song. Anyway, I want to apologize for the slow update. I'm honestly trying. I hope you can forgive me, and will continue to read. Speaking of reading, I love all my readers! I only have 3 chapters and already have 42 REVIEWS! That's right 42! I've never been so jovial! You guys (and girls!) make writing this fan fiction worthwhile. I'll stop blabbering now so you can get to what you really want to read... the chapter! For those bothering to read the author notes, thank you.

Temptation (The temptation to claim Sesshoumaru as mine is steadily increasing.)

Chapter 4: Memories

:-: signals the beginning and end of a flash back. As always, :----: are the dividers.

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Remy floated about the kitchen trying to make an acceptable Sunday dinner. Pot roast and biscuits, she had informed her adopted daughter cheerfully. Rin was reclined on the sofa, using the light (which wasn't much, seeing as it was raining) coming in from the window to read from a random romance book she'd happened across. So far, it proved only vaguely interesting.

You see, the main character Jennifer was in love with Todd, and Todd's brother was in love with Jennifer. Not to mention, Todd only had eyes for Jennifer's mother, and Todd's brother's stepmother was infatuated with Jennifer's uncle's fifth cousin once removed. Or… er… something. She had lost track by the third chapter.

She had honestly tried to read her English book before, but it was really pointless. She had all ready taken the class. The Wombats had somehow missed this and placed her in it again. She'd be a fool to say anything when she could get by acing a class so easily!

Rin snapped the book closed and sat it on the coffee table. One could only do so much inside before the constant soggy weather had them bored out of their mind. None of the adolescences in Mistveils seemed to care much about the rain, content with remaining indoors. This proved a vexing problem. Hands resting across her abdomen, she let her head fall back on a hard pillow and dozed.

:-:

Soft light washed over the forest floor, dappled by the thick canopies of the trees. She whooped for joy, skipping merrily in front of her mother, and holding her hand tight. “Almost home!” the ten-year-old announced. She continued to lead, tugging only enough to guide. “Watch out for the log up ahead. We're almost out of the woods.”

“All right, Rin.” Her mother's voice was smooth, almost regal. She held her head high, and walked with a proud air. If not for the blank look in her eyes, a passerby would never know she was blind. The woman slowed her pace, loosening her grip on her daughter's small hand when her feet hit pavement. “We are on the sidewalk near the school?”

Rin smiled. “Yea. How can you always tell?” She wondered aloud. Her mother had been unable to see since Rin was five - an infection, the girl had learned later on.

“I can hear the wind whistling around the building. And the sound of cars in the distance, meaning we're not too close to the highway. The sidewalk is smoother here, too.” Her mother let her head fall slightly, as if she were looking at her daughter.

“Think I'll ever be able to hear that well?” Rin asked, heading toward her home.

“When your dad was still here,” Her mother paused; her ex-husband was always a touchy subject. Neither she nor Rin would ever forgive him for leaving them two years ago, forcing them to be supported by a relative. “He would always describe everything to me, as best as he could. Sometimes I appreciated it - I really did - but other times it was tiring. It's different with you… you seem to know just when to inform me of something.”

“Thanks, mom.” Rin did a cartwheel-somersault sort of move in the grass alongside the sidewalk. The air was warm, but not too humid. “Can you teach me more witch stuff when we get home?”

Her mother sighed. “Not `witch stuff'. Wicca.”

“Well, Wicca stuff then?”

“If you'll pay attention this time, baby.”

:-:

Why's so cold? Rin wondered. She had never been so cold. She sat in the lumpy hospital chair, feet just touching the floor. The room was nearly empty, save a few others. The windows revealed a black sky, and the blaring TV let her know it was WAY past her bedtime. But that didn't matter now.

The girl ran her hands up and down her arms, trying to smooth out the goose bumps. She tugged the light jacket she wore tighter around herself. The receptionist looked up from her desk. “Are you okay, sweetie?” Her voice was sugary, or maybe even syrupy; the kind of tone that was trying to hide something, or find out about a secret. “I can give ya my coat, I don't need it.” She held up what looked to be a navy parka.

“No thank you, ma'am.” Rin replied quietly. Her stomach did a flip. “Can I go see my mom now?”

“Sorry, sweetie. Doctor Lee will have a nurse fetch ya-”

Ah, and sometimes fate worked in strange ways. Before the clerk could finish, a door opened to reveal a grim-looking young man. He locked his gaze on Rin. “Follow me,” He barked brusquely and turned. Rin slid out of her chair and hurried after him. “Hurry up, girl.” She frowned, and sped up her feet-dragging to a noisy shuffle.

He led her down a narrow corridor, closed and open doors spaced out evenly. “Are we going in the elevator? Am I going to see Mom?” Rin asked, watching the man punch the `up' arrow. The doors slid open, and the two stepped on.

“Yes.”

“Is she awake?”

“Yes.”

His answers were short. It made her anxious, insides twisting into an impossible knot. They reached the fourth floor, the doors opening with a soft ding. Rin let her feet carry her after the man, biting the inside of her cheek.

“Where are we?”

“ICU.”

The girl pulled a face. “What's that.”

“Intensive care unit.”

“…Oh.”

The two came to a halt, next to a small white room. The door was sealed tight, but there was a small window high up so someone could see in. The man noticed her distress upon trying to look in, and pulled a nearby chair over. Rin offered a quiet thanks, and stood on top of it.

Her breath caught in her throat, hands tightening into fists. “Mom…”

:-:

:----:

Sesshoumaru tossed the deer carcass aside, disgusted. He fell against a tree and let his eyes slide shut. The tree protected him from the light drizzle. Not that he didn't mind a little water, but he preferred to be dry. Blood dripped forgotten from his slender digits, bland expression in place. It was times like these he was hit with a vague feeling of nostalgia.

Have I sunk so low? He wondered with silent loathing. That human, Rin, peaked his interest. Her scent was amazingly pleasant, seemingly unmarred by the fact of what she was. He found it extremely hard to control himself in her presence; fought the urge to go after her even now, clothing splattered with the blood of a slain beast.

It was impossible. A simple human. Had that not been his own father's downfall? Had it not been a human who convinced his father to abandon him? Humans… disgusting creatures…

:-:

“You… you expect to bring a child into a home with something like, like that?” A woman's hushed, yet angry; voice seemed to echo off the quiet walls.

“Izayoi, it is not his fault what he has become-” A stronger tone reasoned.

“He all ready hates me! Surely he will abhor our child even more!”

“He would never hurt-”

“You have seen him when he is... is… hungry!”

“Sesshoumaru will learn to control himself! He does not feed on-”

“Feed on! You speak as if we are food!”

“Please, Izayoi-”

“I'm afraid for the safety of child. I cannot be here if he is. He is old enough to... live on his own.”

“Dammit! He's my son, I can't just-”

“Then your almost-to-be-born child and I will leave!”

“No, Izayoi! I… I'll talk to him about it.”

:-:

His eyes shot open, a low growl escaping his throat. Sesshoumaru pushed off the tree, making his way through the thick trees. How long ago was that? Decades it seemed… the recollection itself was clouded at the edges, but the words were still easily remembered.

The inu youkai moved swiftly, gathering speed. Silver hair blew back from his face, toes just grazing the ground as he pushed off. He only vaguely cared where he was taking himself, the forest a green blur with the occasional sound. Golden depths gazed straight ahead, not daring to look back.

He must never look back.

The ground around him became smoother, the trees thinning out. He stopped, is body missing the onrush of air. Sesshoumaru inwardly frowned, taking in his surroundings. A house almost decrepit in appearance, a rusty pick-up…

So he had brought himself here? Rin's scent hung faintly in the air. Not for the first time when concerning the young human woman, he let his curiosity get the better of him and moved towards the house. The rain was barely existent now, but dark clouds still veiled the sky. He really had no idea what he was doing…

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Rin groaned, sitting up. Remy was still fiddling with the stove, and it looked like take-out would be in order later on. She moved from the couch to the front door, sliding into a pair of sneakers, she couldn't take being locked inside a moment longer. “I'll be back in time for dinner, I just want to go out for a bit…”

Remy nodded, not taking her eyes from the brewing pot. “Right dear.”

Rin smiled, leaving the house. She was surprised the rain had stopped, but the clouds had yet to let the sun peak through. How I miss the sun. The woman smiled, moving from the front steps in a dance-like manner and wandering to side of the house. She hadn't really snooped around yet. Which, oddly enough, she had planned on doing first thing. Perhaps the Yellow Room had distracted her.

When she rounded the corner, she nearly jumped out of her skin at the pale figure in the yard. Rin was taken aback, as the figure took on the shape of Sesshoumaru. Her hands flew to her face, eyes widening. Was he… was he stalking her!? What a creep. What the hell is all over his-

“OH MY GOD! YOU'RE COVERED IN BLOOD!” She screamed, pointing an accusing finger. Suddenly, her knees felt week.

And suddenly, Sesshoumaru wondered what the fates had against him.

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Yay! A horribly sad-attempt at a chapter! -Sobs- I'm such a failure. o.o; Anyway, Thanks SO MUCH for the reviews! And sorry this chapter is sort of a cliffie. Heh heh. Next will be better! I PROMISE!!! -Bows to you all-

Q: Longer chapters?

A: -Throws tantrum- Give the lazy writer a break. T.T But really… I'll try…

Q: YOU'RE WRITING A SESS/INU!? WHAT THE F-CKING HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! Etc, etc. (Flamer e-mail).

A: Yes. And a lot is wrong with meh. Deal with it.

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A: A tackle-huggle yo.

IYGU: Do you want another glomp? -Glomps-

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MindIIBody: I'm trying to get the relation going, but meh is lazy. u.u

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