Author's note: Second chapter brings in more detail into the story about Rin's struggles, but I'm still trying to see where I'm heading with this.
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Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, the characters belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. My original characters for example: Seth (the bad guy in this story) belongs to me.
: Far Away Embrace:
Chapter 2: Frozen Rose
Her world seemed distorted, but she could detect two soft whispers speaking among each other. Rin recognized the voice of Myoga, the manager of club 'Suite November', but the second voice was a male she couldn't decipher. Her eyelids felt heavy as she tried to open her eyes. She felt her fingers twitch slightly as she regained consciousness. The pounding headache reminded her of the alcohol drinks she had poured down her system. Why can't they just leave me, alone? Rin thought silently.
"Mrs. Harada, please wake up." Myoga Ji'an called out, his old and raspy voice echoing inside her head. Mrs. Harada... what a distasteful name…
The name made her desire the idea of shriveling up and allowing herself to die. She didn't always used to think that, but her married last name brought her bad memories of her husband.
Myoga, once more tried shaking the girl awake. On the fifth try, Rin finally stirred and lifted her eyelids to reveal a pair of honey green eyes to focus on the old man, wearing a business suit. "What..." She manages to croak out.
Out of the corner of her eye, she manages to catch silver hair.
"Drink." spoke a baritone voice, as he pressed a glass of water up towards her lips. Obediently, she sipped and gulped down the content of vile liquid. The water tasted like medicine that had been mixed into a sugary concoction.
She would have protested on what they were forcing down on her, but the split-heavy headache she had dimmed to an empty void, where she couldn't feel the pain. Maybe, the water cures hangovers? Rin thought absently before thinking otherwise. That or I'm finally losing it.
"Mrs. Harada?" questioned Myoga towards the silent woman.
"Call me, Rin. Rin is just fine; you don't have to be so formal." She said, softly. Myoga stifled a cough," Well, Rin I hope you feel better. We were worried about you; you fainted so suddenly at the end of your presentation. Good thing, this young gentleman was there to catch you before you collapsed and hit your head on that rough floor. He probably saved you from a concussion." Myoga explained, with a small smile.
Rin nodded, "I see." She whispered.
Rin sat up from the comfortable couch she had been resting on. Her gaze drifted to stare at the man who supposedly saved her. A small gasp, escaped from her lips as she met his amber eyes. Cold, quiet eyes just like him. But, there's something really different about this man. He seems lonely and yet surreal. The gentleman's hair was pure silver like platinum and the way he held his posture composure made her think, he was a famous celebrity from the movies or an important person.
Sesshomaru stared at the way she smiled. It was such a sad smile for a beautiful woman like her to wear. When he had first seen her on stage, he fell in love with her voice. It was such an angelic voice; he knew then that he had found the right candidate. She was the perfect woman for his artistic muse. It had taken him six years to find a new model for the project that played fancily with his many hobbies.
"My name is Sesshomaru Shikon." He introduced himself to the woman. "Ah...hello, I'm Rin." She replied shyly forgetting that he had been in the room when she had said her name.
"It's a pleasure meeting you." He replied back, solemnly. "Are you by any chance a professional singer working in this club?" Sesshomaru asked, as his gaze didn't waver from hers.
"Umm, no, I'm actually professing as a violinist within an orchestra, but I did used to work here." Rin replied back, her cheeks heating up. What is wrong with me? Why is my heart beating so fast? I couldn't possibly be affected by this man, so strongly. I barely have known him.
I'm in love with my husband even though he makes my life impossible. Rin lied to herself with that last thought.
I love him even if he uses abusive treatment to get me to sleep with him... Fresh tears pricked her eyes as she rested her face within the crook of her arm. "I'm sorry." She said, muffled by the fabric of her long sleeve shirt.
"It's alright." Sesshomaru replied back, wondering if he had discomforted her in some manner.
Myoga patted Rin's shoulder affectionately. Poor girl she must be having it rough in her life. Rin did have to give up working here to please that husband of hers. He watched as Sesshomaru made his way to the door, probably feeling uncomfortable with the situation.
Rin knew her husband was the most important person in her life. This man, Sesshomaru, she knew nothing about him and yet she had this urge to keep him in her life. In her dainty and depressing life that made her feel so unfulfilled. She didn't know why though she had this sudden insistence.
"Have a pleasant night, nephew." Myoga said bidding Sesshomaru, his most honest goodbye. He wasn't really part of the family, but he and Sesshomaru's father went way back into friendship. Sesshomaru's hand was on the door knob and he was about to exit, but a voice stopped him.
"Please, can we meet again, soon? I didn't get to properly thank you." Rin called out to the tall man. Sesshomaru gave her a curt nod, "Until next time, then." he stated before he departed from the room leaving a dumfounded Rin.
"H-how does he expect for us to meet again. He didn't even leave an address or something." Rin whispered to herself. Myoga then placed a red rose on top of her lap. "A present for the young lady," He said with a friendly smile.
"I better get back outside and check on my employees." He said with a wink before exiting his private office. "You're more than welcome to spend the night here if you don't feel better." Myoga said before closing the door and leaving Rin alone in his office box. "It's so pretty," Rin said barely audible as she stroked the petals, before slipping the card from the rose stem. It had a phone number and an address where she could find him. Sesshomaru...
He wasn't pleased with his wife as he heard the key opening the lock of the door. He was sitting in his favorite sofa chair inside the living room.
"Where were you?" his cool, yet deep voice asked when she entered through the apartment door. "I-I was at work. I'm late, because I was helping one of my fellow companions." She answered timidly as she settled her purse down on a nearby shelve. It was on such rare occasions that he ever asked her where she was.
Most of the time she would lie to him of her whereabouts and activities, she participated in. Her husband was very strict when he wanted to be. Although, he kept her most of the time cage up inside their house, he sometimes allowed her to go out. Rin was just glad that he hadn't decided to take away her resolve in being able to have a job.
Rin knew perfectly well that he had stored a good amount of wine and whiskey bottles in their bedroom. She had total access to drink them, because that was the total purpose of him storing them in a room she was constantly locked in. But sometimes, for example, she liked to go waste money and buy alcoholic liquors in random places. He didn't really need to find out that she was out drinking her life away. Not that he would really care, because he ignored her most of the time they had spent together in the years of their marriage.
They stood silently in the same room without saying anything to each other. What should I say? Does he even believe my lies? Rin thought silently as she played with her marriage ring band.
"Do you wish for me to make dinner?" She asked, with a small smile knowing that he probably already had dinner. "No. Go to your room and wait for me to give you a punishment." He said, ordering his young wife. Rin nodded meekly, before she treaded off leaving behind the silhouette of her husband in the confinements of the living room.
Rin walked inside the dimmed bedroom and went towards her closet to change her work clothes, for her nightgown. She lifted the covers from their bed and settled within the cold, but soon to be warm comforts of the sheet layers.
Her slender manicured hand reached out for the remote control sitting on the bedside counter and turned on the radio. Hoping for the music to lull her to sleep, she clutched her pillow. She already knew that wasn't to be the case, tonight. The thought of reserving her punishment for another night was an impossible wish.
She thought about Sesshomaru, again. His eyes were so cold, but the intense heat from those amber orbs seemed to steal her breath away. Why can't I erase you...? You're not supposed to be special to me in anyway.
Her honey green eyes focused on the shadow standing in the door way. His long black hair was let loose behind his back and his blue, cold and quiet gaze pierced through her heart, making her tremble with fear.
Her husband was the type that only came into their bedroom for one thing, and that was to have her body. It was always to have his pleasure satisfied, if he couldn't with another woman; he probably cheated and used someone else behind her back.
I'm not so sure if that's the case, but I know that he does this to also make me suffer in this insane game. He didn't used to be like this. What could have possibly changed to make him behave like this? Rin thought silently as she ignored the way the bed shuffled as his weight was added on the mattress.
She didn't refuse when he pulled the bed sheet covers from her and dragged her to his arms. The embrace was warm as their body heat touched skin on skin. "Why is it so hard for you to understand that your mine, alone? You're mine," He whispered into her ear before lowering his mouth to nip lightly on her bare accessible neck.
Rin whimpered lightly as she stared into his blue eyes as he forced her face to look at him with his firm grip. "Tell me you want me." He said rubbing his thumb on her lips. She softly let out a breath of air she had been holding. "I- I want you. Please, I love you Seth." Rin said knowing her lines from the bottom of her heart. "Good," Seth whispered liking the tone she said those words.
First, came the soft kisses and then pain overtook the small flame of pleasure. She hated every minute she passed in his careless touches, as he made her night bitter. Her tortured cries and tears only seemed to amuse him as he ravaged her body. She never seemed to have the advantage of their sexual activity. Her pleasure was never satisfied no matter how many times she begged him.
Forgive me for my mistakes. Please, I love you, Seth.
Rin didn't really know if she loved her husband, anymore. What exactly was love, anyways?