A/N: New story...yeah. I know I should be working on KTE and Diamonds but I couldn't help it! This plot bunny was jumping around in my head so much I almost went crazy! So here I am! Updates will...scattered somewhat. I could update once a week, once a month...who the heck knows with me.

This story will be a bit different than the others. One because angst will be the main component of the story. Use of strong emotion and other wild things will be included. Please be aware I can get VERY deep into the genre that is angst...I'm kind of infamous for it truthfully.

Anyways, it may start off in high school, but it's only 20% of the plotline.

ENJOY, MY VICTIMS!

Genre: Romance, Angst, Drama.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.


Over

By: December Sapphire

"Nothing lasts forever, so will you be my nothing?"-Unknown

Chapter I

Sixteen

Dear Diary,

Don't you wish you could go back in time to fix a mistake? To maybe prevent something awful or painful from happening in the future?

Because I don't.

No matter how much it hurts right now.

-R

xXx

Eight years earlier.

Rin always loved listening to the rain in the mornings.

As if a child had thrown their marbles from heaven, waking someone up from the rapid beats of the droplets on the roof and glass. She could lie there forever, making music in her head from the rhythmic sounds, humming the tune allowed until the landlord came marching down the halls outside, still drunk and yelling nonsense.

It was the same every morning around 5:24am at her apartment complex.

Getting ready for school was a chore for her to do. One, the hot water never ran, forcing her to suffer from freezing showers most of the days. And when the hot water was running, it only ran for approximately three minutes and twenty eight seconds. During the time, she would only stand silently, wondering what her future would be like. It wasn't something she meant to do, it just happened. Then the water would turn cold, and she would leave the small cube, sliding the rusty shower curtain to the side. She breathed heavily, standing naked in the mirror, tracing with her eyes the long, red scar from the top of her right shoulder blade, down her back, and watch it wrap it around her left waist like a snake. The mark alienated her body since she was eight. She swallowed the lump in her throat, wiping away the swelling tears in her eyes, and quickly wrapped her body in a towel, hiding the scar from her sight, but not her mind. Then she smiled, and said, "I'm fine."

She pulled down a grey tee and put a pair of overalls on. It was only seven in the morning, but she didn't mind as she placed her black converse on her feet, grabbing her red jacket and umbrella, and leaving the apartment in a hurry, moving like a mouse through the hallways.

Once outside, she breathed in the fresh autumn air, admiring the tall skyscrapers in the distance through the rainy mist. She took her time, stepping around the puddles in her path and pacing herself through the few blocks from her school. She hummed the musical rhythm the rain gave her, repeating the tune every ten seconds.

It was my routine.

And when she was only a block away from school, a black mustang hit a puddle on the street, splashing her fully. She gasped out in surprise, jumping back after the cold water hit her left side. She breathed out in anger, watching the car turn right down another street. When she looked down at her clothes, she found a dark patch of water now stained the side of her overalls and jacket, chilling her skin.

"Great," she whispered, shaking her arms.

She continued walking, holding her arms to keep warm, and her umbrella now folded and resting in her hand. Her teeth chattered, and she shook violently. If I don't get out of the rain and get some dry clothes soon, then I'll get sick. She shook her head. And I can't afford to get sick.

So she started running, moving her feet through deep puddles, soaking herself more. But she made it to the school, panting hard at the gates. People were already arriving, looking at her in the process. She ignored them though, moving forward inside.

Her sneakers squished against the hard tan floor as she made her way to the locker area. She heard giggles and whispers behind her back when she pasted a few girls, Sara and her friends, but passed on stopping at her locker. Sighing heavily, she opened it, grabbing the gym towel inside and her school uniform. The soft red fabric of her skirt clenched tightly in her hand, and she breathed out, putting it on quickly. I hate wearing this thing. And she put on the white blouse, covering it with her red jacket.

"Rin!"

Rin turned to see her friend, Ayame, running towards her, the wolf demon's red hair bouncing with every step, the curls falling down her back. Her green eyes turned soft when she stopped to see how soaked Rin was.

"What happened this time?"

"A car," Rin answered shortly, grabbing her books.

"What kind of car? Was it a really gross, old car? Or a very slick, black one rich people drive."

"The second," she pointed out. "Definitely the second."

"So it was one of those rich bastards. I knew it! You know one of them just moved here."

Rin slammed her locker, and started walking, Ayame following close behind. "Who is it now?" Rin asked, looking straight ahead.

"The Takahashi brothers," Ayame replied.

RIn stopped, facing her. "Who?"

Ayame's face changed. Eyes widened. Mouth gapped. "What?! You haven't heard of the Takahashi's? They've been on the news for weeks! What planet do you live on again?"

Rin remained calm. "Earth, and if you haven't noticed, I don't own a television remember?"

"Right….well, they're one of the richest families on the planet. And the two brothers are going to be going here! It's super exciting considering we've never had a dog demon attend here before, let alone two."

"Wait; did you say a dog demon? Aren't they extinct?"

"They're endangered. But too powerful to be killed off. I think the Takahashi family is the last dog demon family left. Oh, was the person who splashed you driving a black mustang?"

She shrugged. "I think so."

"Yikes! Then it was probably the Takahashi brothers. The car is parked in student parking lot now."

Rin's eyes widened. "What?" She moved to the window, looking down from the second floor to the student parking lot where the black mustang, the same black mustang, was perfectly parked. She backed away, steadying her breathing. "Great, now they'll see me here, and probably laugh or something."

"You should be the one mad, not them! So what if they're dog demons! You should march right up them and say—oh my gosh, there he is!"

Rin watched her friend's mouth turn upward into a wide smile. Sixteen year old girls started giggling and walking behind Rin towards the new attraction. Rin turned with them to see what the commotion was about and saw it…or rather, them.

Two of them.

The two men looked similar. Clearly brothers. Long silver hair. Golden eyes like the sun. The only difference was the shorter one had two ears like a dog on top of his head. And the other, the taller one, had tattoo markings, a moon above the eyes and strips on the cheeks. So these are the Takahashi brothers?

"I wonder if one of them will be in our class." Ayame whispered.

Rin could only shrug, watching the two boys walk through the crowd of school girls and towards them. Rin froze up, wondering if the tall boy would stop. But she was wrong, and he didn't even look at her as he walked by. However, she did feel a slight chill run down her back as he did.

xXx

Rin wasn't surprised when she saw the tall dog demon sitting at the back of the classroom, surrounded by girls. She knew he would be in her class. For a moment, she wondered what classroom the other brother landed in, but brushed it away when she realized he wasn't the one she was interested in.

But I wasn't interested in him either.

At least, she didn't think she was.

Ayame whispered, "I'm jealous he is in your class," to her before she left to her own, and let Rin stand there for a few moments staring at the small group at the back. She then swallowed her fears and moved to towards her seat, currently occupied by one of the girls. He had to sit right behind me. "Excuse me?" she said in a tiny voice. "But can I please sit down?"

The girl sitting, also known as Sara, laughed. "Why should I move? There are plenty of seats elsewhere. Go find one."

She turned back to her friends and the older brother, who just sat there silently, not talking, not making a sound. His expression leveled, showing not even a hint of an emotion. He was a living statue. But the girls around him kept touching and talking to him. And Rin could only stand there, admiring him yet again.

"Do you need something?" Sara spoke.

Rin blinked. "What?"

She laughed. "I said, do you need something?"

A shake of the head.

"Then disappear," she said in a low, intimidating voice.

And Rin did, sitting in one of the desks in the front until the owner arrived.

The bell rang shortly after and the teacher came in. Rin shuffled back to her seat in front of the boy and tried to not move an inch like she was afraid of being swatted like a fly. She even cringed a few times when she felt a soft breath of air at the back of her neck.

"We have a new student here with us. Sesshomaru Takahashi, will you please stand," the female teacher instructed.

Sesshomaru Takahashi…His name rang through Rin's head over like rain against a window. The syllables pounding in her mind like a rhythm. Soft music repeating in her head every ten seconds like the tunes she makes up every morning.

Because it was my routine.

The teacher continued. "Sesshomaru and his younger brother, Inuyasha just moved here from the west. They'll be staying with us while their father moves his main office here in Toyko. Welcome Sesshomaru to central Japan."

Everyone started clapping, and even some of the girls started whistling. During this time, Rin caught a chance to turn around in her seat, and catching the eyes of the dog demon. They locked eyes together, gold with brown, for a few seconds until Rin twisted back around, blushing fiercely under her long bangs.

Throughout the rest of the class, she was nothing but uncomfortable.

xXx

It got worst at lunch when Ayame spoke non-stop about the second brother, Inuyasha. She said he was staring at Kagome all through class, and Rin couldn't help but sigh heavily.

"What wrong? You should be happy for Kagome," Ayame said.

"I am, Ayame. But the other brother, Sesshomaru, sits right behind me in my class and it just feels…frightening, like he's going to kill me if I move or something. It's probably from this morning. I wonder if I can switch seats, or better, classes."

"But he is a total hottie! Rin, I think you should go for him."

She laughed shortly, picking at her mushed food. "Doubt it. Besides, he wouldn't even bother with me. And it already seems like Sara might be going for him already."

"Sara? Sesshomaru would never go for her. She's too…human."

"And I am too, if you haven't noticed." Rin sighed again, pushing the food aside. "Maybe I can switch schools."

"Now don't say that! The closest one from here is twenty blocks away, and I don't think you want to walk twenty blocks in the rain."

"Actually, I—"

"Shh!" She cut her off. "Here come Inuyasha."

Rin looked in the direction of where Ayame was looking and saw the smaller brother walk in with a grin on his face and a girl on his arm.

"Ah, what the hell is this? Why is Kikyo on his arm?"

Rin shrugged, turning back to the table to see Kagome sitting down with her homemade lunch, and smiling.

"Kagome!" Ayame snapped. "What the hell?"

She paused before biting into her food. "What? Did you want some?"

"No, I want to know why you aren't there," she pointed to Inuyasha, "instead of Kikyo. I saw him looking at you all through class! What gives?"

"He was?" Her eyes grew.

Rin giggled as Ayame pounded her head against the table. "Relax, Ayame, maybe Kagome isn't interested in him."

"Who said I wasn't interested in him?" Kagome questioned. "He's cute, but a total jerk if you ask me. He told the teacher off in class. Totally not my type."

"Oh you have a type?" Ayame raised a brow.

"Yes, he's someone who isn't a total jerk."

"But hot like Inuyasha."

She nodded.

"So if Inuyasha wasn't a jerk you would go for him."

She nodded, but stopped, shaking her head. "That wasn't what I said," she blushed. "Now you are putting words in my mouth, Ayame!"

Rin just laughed through this, glancing at Sesshomaru in the meantime. He didn't look at her, but she didn't mind. As long as he didn't, she would not feel the paralyzing fear running through her body.

I would not be afraid.

"What about you, Rin?"

Her eyes moved to Kagome, who was smiling brightly.

"I heard Sesshomaru was in your class, so what is he like?"

"Um…scary."

She laughed. "What?"

Ayame cut in. Her mouth full of food. "She told me she felt like he was going to kill her."

"It's true!"

"Maybe it's his eyes and his cold, hard stare," Kagome giggled. "Look, he's doing it right now."

Rin looked back over to Sesshomaru to find Kagome was right. She immediately glanced down at the table, feeling the chills down her spine again. Ayame only laughed. "Rin, its fine. Looks don't kill, remember?" A pause. "But razor sharp claws and fangs do….Just don't make dog demons mad…they do have a temper I heard."

"Where did you hear that?" Rin asked quietly.

"I read it somewhere. Just relax, Rin. Why are you getting all hyped up about this anyways? Sesshomaru isn't after you. And if he was it isn't for splashing you or whatever. So he sits behind you, move on. Just ignore him."

But I was sixteen and couldn't ignore him.

Rin looked back over to Sesshomaru and locked eyes with the cold stare yet again. She breathed deeply, wondering why this guy kept looking at her and why he gave her such a horrible feeling.

It was then she realized the feeling was only the start to her problems.


So...should I continue this time?