I do not own Inuyasha

I know, I have been whining A LOT, lately. Because for some reason I no longer have the fun I used to have when writing. Not because I don't want to write because there are like 10 or 20 stories begging to come out, but I feel like it's only halfhearted when I write nowadays. So I decided I will be taking a break from writing for a while.

But whose knows, with my crazy writing mood, I could come back with another story tomorrow. I just want to let you guys know just in case if you are wondering why I have disappears from fanfiction.

And do me a favor and reviews if you liked my stories. (I would still be taking my break). I just need something to cheer me up a bit. :) Thanks.

The idiot had got her heart broken again. Too many times he lost count. And now he had to suffer the consequences of her stupidity. Because he was the one person she would go to when she heart was in the damaged stage.

Standing in front of his door was a human girl with long black hair, big doe-like eyes. Or should he say puppy eyes? She was looking at him with those big shining puppy eyes begging desperately for attention. He almost rolled his eyes. Almost.

Sesshomaru opened the door wider to let the human girl in. She quickly slipped passed him into the room as he closed the door behind them. As soon as he turned around, he found himself being jumped by her. Her slender arms snaked around his neck while her head rested on his broad chest.

He just stood there, not responded to her hug or pushed her away.

"I need a hug," she whined.

"How many times have I told you to open your eyes when you decided to fall in love," he stated in his cold- uncaring tone.

Rin, his childhood friend, had been changing boyfriends as if it were fashion since the start of high school. The longest lasting record relationship was almost three months. And the reason for the break up was like a broken record repeating itself over and over again.

'He cannot keeps it in his paints and tries to force himself on her because now that they are DATING, he has every right to touch her as her,"' as if dating were equal to sex. Another cliché way for her breaks up was her so call boyfriend having a fling with other girls because she did not let him.

Seriously!

He could not understand how a three digit IQ and the top grades student who went to one of the top universities in the country would be so dump when it came to men. She had always picked scums for boyfriends as if she was a scum's magnet.

Each and everyone one of her boyfriends had the same bold writing sign, "Heartbreaker, baster, good for nothing," on their foreheads, and yet she never noticed and ran right into their arms.

Sometimes he though she enjoyed being dump.

"I need a hug and you have not hugged be back yet," she whined, ignored his comment. Sesshomaru scuffed, but his big hands moved nonetheless to wrap themselves around her smaller frame.

If she would only open her eyes and chose a better guy, he mused. She was such a sweet girl, caring, kind, cheerful, and her smile could brighten the whole world. She was also funny and absolutely beautiful, the perfect girl anyone could have had. Regretfully, she wasted herself on idiots whom repeatedly broke her heart.

At least she was not crying.

"Give me a kiss," she demanded.

"Stop being unreasonable," he gave her his coldest tone that could freeze hell over, but she did not barge.

"I am heartbroken and sad right now. Give me a kiss." He wanted to roll his eyes.

"Why should I? Stop being a spoiled brat!"

"Because you are my best, best friend, and you love spoiling me," she smiled sweetly at him. It was the bright smile that melted his frozen heart and won him over.

Best friend? He felt more like a slave!

Anytime she got herself into a mess, which was almost every other weeks, she would come to him, invited herself in, and invaded his personal space as if she own the place.

"Are you dreaming?" he retorted.

"Sesshomaru… give me a kiss," she pouted, looking up at the tall handsome demon. He had golden eyes, pale skin; each of his cheeks had twin purple magenta strips marked on it, and a blue crescent moon on his forehead. His long silver hair slid down his back like smooth silks.

Sesshomaru was not one to follow anyone's orders, but Rin had always been an exception.

To stop her annoying whining, he obliged and kissed her forehead lightly.

"There! Happy now?" he said annoyingly in his monotone voice. She smiled brightly and nodded.

"Now, stop bothering me."

"Okay," she chimed happily as if a child got a candy.

But it never was that simple. Rin always came prepared and he knew she would keep him up with her all night. And he was right, because as soon as she sat down, she fished out the movies she had rented and intended to make him watched with her.

Until she got herself a new boyfriend, which would not be any better than her last one, Sesshomaru would be the one suffering.

And now, once again, she was stolen his bed.

"Why don't you just move in," he said sarcastically.

"Good idea," she chimed happily shoving herself into his bed while patting the space next to her telling him to get in. It was a norm for them to have a sleep over because they had been doing so since they were children.

"You already make it your own home," he retorted. She only smiled. "Get some sleep. You have class tomorrow." He slipped into bed beside her.

"Not until noon," she protested.

"But I have mine at seven."

"Demon doesn't need as much sleep."

"I do now."

She made a face but turned off the light all the same.

She then grasped his arm, straighten it out before making a pillow out of it.

"You need to stop doing this," he told her for the millionth time.

"Doing what?" she asked innocently.

"Dating scums," he told her coldly and readily. "I will not always be here for you."

"Where would you be going?" she sat up to look at him, though it was dark and she did not really see him.

"What I'm saying is that if I have a girlfriend, she would not like us sleeping together like this."

"But you don't have one."

"It doesn't mean I will never get one."

"That's the future. You are now still all mine," she said happily before settling herself next to him again.

He did not know how he could knock some senses into her. She would not listen no matter what he said.

But to be honest, he was secretly happy. Happy that all her relationship had fail, he mused as he watched the sleeping girl in his arm.

One of his hands slowly moving the locks of hairs out of her beautiful face.

She was too trusting. He may be her best friend, but he, too, was a man. A man who looked at his best friend as a woman.

But she would never know that. Because in her eyes, he was a friend and nothing more. That fact sadden him.

Sometimes he wished they were not best friends. If they were strangers he could openly pursue her without the fear of what they could have lost if things did not work out.

He liked what they had. He wanted it to be more, but he was afraid of what they could lose.

He watched her sleeping peaceful face and leaned to kiss her forehead.

This is a CHALLENGE from a friend to have friend's secret love. :) I forgot to save this story and was almost done, but the computer went crazy and had to rewrite everything. My luck these days.

March 9, 2013

re-edited Sunday April 5th, 2015