AN: I decided to change this first chapter to something a little more accessible and a little less risqué. So instead we have Sesshomaru and Rin! Yay! I am not a big SessRin fan. However, I managed to come to terms with SessRin in this fic!lite.
Story One (or 13): Trophy Case
Featuring: Sesshomaru and Rin
Song: Stone Sour: Through Glass
"You have placed me far above my actual standing with that statement Sato-san."
This was his ever-cool response to the praise of his new secretary; Sato Rin. She seemed to be quite expert at managing the calls and files and getting his business life in order, and seemingly had a crush on him. It was a little creepy, if anything.
I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh God it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
She valued him, told people good things about him. He didn't exactly have the heart to tell her she was wrong. He wasn't really such an honorable man; people had died at his words. Men and women had been ruined by those words, and that left him alone. He wasn't complaining, he had become so accustomed to the state of "alone" that having people near him was uncomfortable.
How do you feel, that is the question
But I forget you don't expect an easy answer
When something like a soul becomes initialized
And folded up like paper dolls and little notes
You can't expect a bit of hope
So while you're outside looking in
Describing what you see
Remember what you're staring at is me
She was so pleasant and sunny. Her parents had been killed as bystanders of a drive-by shooting. Yet here she was, positive and cheerful. How could you not become jaded?
Still, she always asked how he was, inquired into his health. At this point he felt it might be a worthy investment to get some cue cards with his answers on them.
"You put me above the common man, Sato-san. Even with my distinct lineage I can't claim to be better, in fact it makes me worse."
He gave a bit of a feral smile, resting his head on his hands, elbows ruining the perfect crispness of some documents on his desk.
'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
No one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
She gave a soft giggle.
"Oh come now Taisho-sama, you can't be that bad!"
How much is real, so much to question
An epidemic of the mannequins
Contaminating everything
We thought came from the heart
But never did right from the start
Just listen to the noises
(Null and void instead of voices)
Before you tell yourself
It's just a different scene
Remembering it's just different from what you've seen
Her naivety, her sweetness, her, her everything, it rubbed him the wrong way. He wanted to hit something, maybe her. How can anyone be so blind to his faults? He had liked her, she didn't fear him, but she acted like all those girls on the street. If he wanted a bimbo girlfriend it wasn't that hard to go and find one, and definitely one with better assets.
I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
"No, Sato-san. I am bad. I am a god-damn murderer. Can't you see I'm not pure, that I'm not sweet? I thought you knew but you still treat me like a combination of a trophy and a child!" He yelled.
Papers fell off his desk; the whole room seemed a little darker.
'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
And all I know is that it feels like forever
When no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
"You haven't had an easy life either; I thought you would understand me better." He slumped back into the chair he hadn't even realized he had risen from.
"Ok, so its idiotic to think you'd understand me entirely, but damn, I thought for once I'd have someone who wasn't telling how fucking perfect I was every hour of the day. I've been brought up with people who would fall at my feet, die for me, and lie for me. Only my parents said no."
He tilted his head back and distractedly rubbed at his temples
And it's the stars
The stars that shine for you
And it's the stars
The stars that lie to you, yeah
She stood stock still, in front of his desk. Her head was bowed forward slightly, so her hair fell into her face. Her left hand gripped her right wrist. She didn't drop the folder in her free hand, but let it dangle. Some of the papers were close to falling out of the manila sheath.
I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh God it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
"I- I'm sorry" it wasn't much more than a whisper. "I'm so sorry." She was crying now. Sesshomaru felt a twinge; he had made her cry, just like so many other girls. It always made him feel a little guilty. But these weren't crocodile tears. He felt; shame.
'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
All I know it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
"You were my saviour, on that day, when they were gunning everyone down, a young white-haired boy pulled me back. He saved my life. I guess I'd always imagined him as an angel. I'm sorry, for projecting that onto you."
Her face was damp as she looked up, but she gave him a small smile.
And it's the stars
The stars that shine for you, yeah
And it's the stars
The stars that lie to you, yeah
And it's the stars
The stars that shine for you, yeah
And it's the stars
The stars that lie to you, yeah
"I'm sorry for yelling at you. But, in all honesty Sato-san, I am not much of an angel."
who are the stars...
who are the stars, they lie
"No one is really. I guess we just project that onto those we admire. We are so blind to the sins of those we adore." She gave a soft laugh.
Suddenly, Sesshomaru found he liked Sato Rin very much.