Hey, everyone!!! Oh, my goodness, I am sooo happy with the response to the first chapter, so I thought I would post this chapter a bit early. This chapter is chock full of humor, however, I'll warn you now, the third chapter has more drama in it, because I live for drama in my stories (not my life, if I can avoid it). As always, read and review, and I hope you all enjoy!!!

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, however I am was watching it the other night, and noticed just how little Sesshomaru is in the show! Does that not make you mad?

Warning: This chapter contains adult content. Please use your best judgment and discretion when reading this chapter.

Chapter Two

The Date

Rin stood on the sidewalk of the small parking lot outside of her apartment building. No way was she getting in that car with him. No way in hell.

"Get in," he said, holding the passenger door open. She shook her head and crossed her arms over her chest defiantly. "Alright then."

Walking over to her, he grasped her wrists and pulled, causing her to once again tumble into him.

"Listen, you pompous ass, stop pushing me around!" she yelled moments before driving her clenched fist into his gut. He caught himself before doubling over, his hands finding her hips and shoving her down forcefully into the seat of his car, swinging the door shut. Luckily, Rin pulled her legs in before he could slam the heavy door on them. He then walked around to his side, his thumb on the lock button on his keychain in case she tried to run.

Once he was inside, he was immediately assaulted. Her fists hit his shoulders and arms, her voice carrying curses against him. "Damn you," she screamed.

Grabbing her waist, he pulled her over until she was straddling his hips, her arms were quickly pinned to her sides, and her backside was pressed against his steering wheel. Her angry expression was evident even in the dark light of the car.

Leaning up, his lips rested at the shell of her ear, his breath whispering along the delicate line of her neck.

"Revenge," he said, his silken voice sending chills up her spine, "is oh-so-sweet."

Tossing her back in her seat like a sack of laundry, she felt the sudden urge to curl into herself. She thought briefly of going for the door, but resigned herself to buckle her seatbelt. She could deal with him for one night, since it seemed he was dying for her company anyway.

The drive to the restaurant was quiet. Neither spoke, nor did they even glance at each other. The stoic silence was beginning to wear on Rin's nerves until they reached the parking lot.

The walk into the actual restaurant as relatively painless, except that he insisted on leading her in by the elbow, which she gritted her teeth through. They were led to a corner table, set for two, and given twin sets of menus. Sesshomaru ordered them each a glass of red wine to start.

Rin glanced around them. Making a scene was out of the question; he would just drag her out of the restaurant and teach her a lesson in the car, no doubt. Sighing, she looked over the menu and quickly found the second cheapest item—eggplant parmesan. That sounded good right now. Not as good as Chinese, however . . . .

Sesshomaru looked over at the girl, watching her as she scanned the menu, her brow furrowed. He smirked inwardly. Tonight was going to be fun, to say the least.

When the waiter came back to their side, they both ordered what they wanted, and then they were left alone. Rin could only find herself glaring while she found a particularly interesting spot on the table to stare at. When she looked up a few minutes later, she noted a peculiar, stupid-looking grin on Sesshomaru's face.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" she slowly drawled, careful to keep her voice low. Her glare only intensified.

He just grinned wider. Turning to look at the occupied table next to theirs, he nodded and glanced at Rin momentarily before turning to the older man and woman.

"It's our one year anniversary," he said, reaching his hand out over the table. "Are you enjoying yourself, pooky?"

Her eyes grew very wide, but she caught herself quickly and placed her hand in his. "Oh, yes, darling," she murmured. Then she looked over at the woman, who practically had stars in her eyes. Oh, yeah, she was eating this like cake. "It was so funny how we met. You see, at the time, I was a nursing assistant, and well . . . he came into the clinic, and immediately fell in love with me. He asked me out as soon as I walked into the room. It was love at first sight," Rin said, sighing a little. Picking up her wine glass, she took a cursory sip. "And as soon as his herpes test cleared, we went on our very first date!"

Too bad for Sesshomaru, he had been taking a sip of his wine when she said the last bit, and he immediately began choking.

Rin did not think it was possible, but she was sure that, even in the dim light of the restaurant, Sesshomaru's cheeks were faintly stained pink. The woman gasped ever-so-slightly, and her husband began to cough roughly. Rin wanted to laugh so badly that it hurt her chest, but thanks to her stern self-control, she refrained, and only smiled prettily while looking at Sesshomaru.

When the food arrived, they picked at their meals without saying a word. Occasionally one would look at the other and glare furiously. It was strange for Rin to hate someone as thoroughly as she hated this man, but she did. He drove her to the point of madness. He was infuriating, mean, and furthermore, he was pushy. And she hated pushy people.

About half-way through the dinner, the waiter came by the make sure everything was all right. Sesshomaru looked over at Rin, catching her eyes across the table.

"This may be a bit unconventional, but I think we should order some oysters, don't you, pooky?" he asked, directing this at both the waiter and Rin. The neighbors at the next table took notice, and he quickly turned his attention to them. "Oysters always make her so . . . what's the word . . . frisky." Again, the gentleman coughed.

So, that's your game, Rin thought to herself, smirking through the embarrassment.

"Why, yes," she murmured, "and it's so much better then having to remind him to take his 'little blue pill.'" She whispered conspiratorially to the woman across the aisle from her.

"Waiter," the woman said, motioning the man over. "I think we will require oysters as well." Then she looked over at Rin and winked.

Rin inwardly cringed. Old people sex. Gross.

Sesshomaru only looked over at her and winked menacingly. Frowning, Rin went back to picking at her eggplant in vain hopes that he would leave her alone for the rest of the evening. Yeah, right, no such luck.

The oysters arrived scant moments later. Damn it. Rin eyed the pearlescent fluid inside of the ugly shell. Then she peered up to glare at Sesshomaru. Did he really expect her to eat that?

And that fucking eyebrow of his rose. That slight quirk that dared to her to participate in this little game of his, this game which she damn well knew she was already apart of.

Reaching out, she plucked a shell off of the bed of salt that they rested on, and held it up to eye level. Then she quirked her brow up, issuing the dare to him, and she smirked when he reached out and grabbed a shell of his own.

"Cheers," he said, reaching out to knock his oyster against hers. Simultaneously they threw back the shells, letting the salty, milky oyster slid down their throats. And though it pained her, Rin refused to grimace at the taste.

"Aren't you going to have some more, pooky?" he asked, and she hated the smirk on his face.

"Why, no, dear, one is more than enough to make me . . . frisky," she said, making her voice breathy and soft. His eyes widened slightly.

"Well, of course, but I wanted tonight to be extra special," he said, and she squeaked when she felt his sock-clad foot stroke up her bare leg. His discarded shoe was neatly concealed under the table.

"What are you doing?" she hissed. Rin sat back as far as she could in her chair and did her best to control the furious blush that stained her cheeks. Pushing her feet firmly under her seat, she glared at him.

"Making you uncomfortable."

"Well, its working. I think we should finish up and leave. I don't want to be here any longer than I have to," she whispered, being considerate for the people next to them.

He nodded, and took a bit of his fillet mignon, and then a sip of his wine.

Rin nodded, and took it upon herself to stare at the table for the rest of the night.

The drive back to Rin's apartment was, to say the least, uncomfortable. After insisting that she pay for her portion of the meal, and having to argue with him about that, too, she only wanted to get home. It was bordering on nine o'clock, and already the strain of the day was wearing on her. The brims of her eyelids burned, and she could feel her chest constrict in a deep yawn. She ached to lean her head back against the soft leather seat and close her eyes.

Looking over at Sesshomaru, she watched the play of the streetlights on his face, and the way that the dark lights skimmed over his long, white tresses. His eyes were trained on the road ahead of him, yet she knew that he could feel her examination of him. She mentally looked at herself, noting all of the lines and curves of her body. She wasn't anything exceptional. Her hair was black and long, but not lustrous. Her eyes were large and expressive, but they were black and ordinary. Her body was not the stuff of which models were made.

She looked ahead at the road, and heaved a sigh. Quickly, Sesshomaru glanced at her, his hands tightening on the steering wheel.

"We're here," she said as they turned into her parking lot. She pulled off her seatbelt and got out, not even waiting for him to open the door for her, and then she got her keys out from her purse.

"You don't have to walk me up," she said after noticing that he was following after her.

"I insist," he said, pointedly looking at the dingy building.

"All right," she said, and led him up the stairs and to her door.

"Well," he said, leaning against the doorjamb.

"I know this wasn't a great date," Rin said, worrying her lip between her teeth. "And that we didn't meet under the greatest of circumstances, but . . . um . . . I'm sorry about your car."

His eyes visibly widened. "Don't mention it."

"And about the whole Viagra thing. I'm . . . uh . . . sure you don't need it."

He only nodded. She smiled and kept her eyes trained on his chest.

"Well, good night," she whispered, and then pulled open her door. She stepped inside and closed the door behind her. Rin leaned back and sighed, looking around at her empty apartment. Tears sprang to her eyes.

She was so alone. Her life was empty, and her soul felt hollow.

Stepping forward, she glanced at pictures on the walls. Her parents smiled down at her from the aged photos, and she again felt the sting of tears that threatened to fall from her eyes. Rin didn't want to be alone anymore. She wanted to feel what everyone around her seemed to have, yet she was left in the dark.

Turning back, she yanked the door back open. Sesshomaru stood on the other side, his hand raised in a fist as though he were about to knock on her door.

They could only stare at each other moments before they both fell into each other. His lips found hers as he somehow maneuvered her into the apartment and closed the door behind them. He only stopped for a brief moment to slide the lock into place.

Rin accepted him when he came back to her, the passion of his electric kisses stunning her into compliance. His hands fisted in her hair, holding her at just such an angle as to deepen their kiss, and he explored her mouth with an expertise that she could not even begin to rival. Her arms found themselves around his neck, pulling him closer as she tried to look around and find her bedroom—which should not have been such a hard task as it was at this very moment.

"This is insane," she whispered as he leaned her against the wall. His mouth found her neck, nuzzling at the junction of her throat and shoulder, his clawed hand slowly pulling the straps of her dress down her arms.

"I know," he said, getting down on his knees so that he could slowly, and with great ease, pull off her shoes. His hands found the curves of her calves, stroking up and leaving her wanting more of his touch. "This is the most insane thing I have ever done in my life."

"My idea of a crazy night is not studying, if that gives you any insight into my life." She laughed, watching as he stood up. He framed her face with his hands and leaned down so that he could nip at her lips. He earned a moan that emanated from deep in her throat.

She laughed when he bounced as he toed off his shoes and hastily kicked them away. He laughed when she tried to slide sexily into her bedroom, but only ended up tripping on her own bare feet and hitting the wall with her shoulder.

Turning, she reached back to try to unzip the back of her dress, only to remember that Kagome had done the zipping, and that her arms where just a little too short to do the deed. She jumped when she felt his warm hands caress down her shoulders, and the length of his body as he came up to her from behind. His claws, however, were having difficulty as well, and fumbled easily over the small piece of metal. Rin was surprised at the deep, angry growl that came from him.

"Fuck it," he said, and then ripped the entire zipper from her dress with a satisfying rip.

"Hey!" she yelled. "That was my best dress." She turned to face him as the dress fell from her shoulders, yet hung on her hips.

"I'll buy you a new one," he said, and crushed her lips with his own, his tongue darting out to trace the line of her mouth. "I want you."

"I want you, too," she whispered, blushing. "This is all new to me." Her hands came up to trace the lines of his face and neck, down to the suit and neat tie that adorned his chest. Hooking a finger into the knot, she slowly pulled at the tie, letting it come loose before pulling it over his head. He looked down and smirked. She hadn't yet realized that she was left only in her underwear and bra.

"What?" she asked, and then she looked down. "Oh, fuck."

"Damn right we are," he said, pulling her body close to his and craning his neck down so that he could kiss and nip at her neck. He scraped his teeth against her collarbone, and she shivered in response to the onslaught of sensation.

He explored her chest and stomach, he played his lips over her thighs and he teased that sensitive spot just by her hip-bone. Rin almost told him to stop, that the things he enacted on her were too intense, but each time she went to say so, her voice came out as a deep moan. Somewhere along the way he had stripped her of her underclothes, leaving her bare before him.

Rin closed her eyes and leaned her head back, not wanting to see his face when he saw her body. She knew she was nothing extraordinary. Yet when she felt his hands on her skin and his lips on her breast, she felt beautiful. She gasped when he came up to her, his lips kissing their way back to her mouth.

After kissing her passionately, he went to her bed and turned down the sheets. He neatly lifted a brow at her Johnny Depp pillowcase, but didn't say anything. He only threw it to the floor.

"You'll only be looking at me tonight." Then he set her down on the bed, leaning her back so that she lay out before him. She could only watch as he shed himself of the remainder of his clothing, reached into his wallet, pulled out a condom, put it on, and joined her on the bed. Sesshomaru stretched out on her, fitting himself between her legs and holding his upper body up by his arms.

After a few more moments of delicious foreplay, he looked down at her. "Are you ready for me?"

Rin nodded hastily, wanting him to be inside of her. Quickly, Sesshomaru reached down and tested her with his fingers, running them over her nether lips and feeling the evidence of her desire for him. Then he began to ease himself into her.

She bit her lip and her nails gripped his shoulders as she was assaulted by pain. Somehow, she refrained from crying out as he ripped through the barrier of her virginity.

"Rin," he said, leaning down until his lips were at her ear. "This is your first time?"

"Yes," she said back, her hands smoothing down the skin on his shoulders that she had marred.

"It's okay," he whispered. "I'll take care of you. Just hold on to me."

Sesshomaru stared at the ceiling of Rin's apartment some time later. He looked over at the woman next to him, who was sound asleep, and his arm tightened around her shoulders. He pulled the covers over them when she let loose a sleep-induced shiver, and he leaned his nose down so that he could take in the clean, fruity scent of her hair.

Heaving a sigh, he thought back. He had wanted to torture her, to make her pay for what she had done to him only a day ago. His mind had been set on public humiliation, yet she had bested him, Sesshomaru, at every turn. She had been irresistible.

Apparently she had felt the same way. She had opened the door, hoping that he was still there, and when he had seen her tear-filled eyes and her red lips, he had been unable to turn his back on her.

He didn't know how he was going to be able to leave her in the morning.

Then his ears detected something. Rock music?

As gently as possible, he pulled himself from her without waking Rin, and headed into the living room. He followed the sound until he came upon her cellular phone, which was in her discarded purse.

Looking at the caller ID, he noted that it was Kagome.

"Hello," he said when he flipped open the phone.

"Rin?" her voice filled his ear.

"Does this sound like Rin?" he growled.

"Sesshomaru? Where's Rin? What did you do to her? Oh my God, is she dead?" Her frantic voice made him grimace. How did his brother deal with her?

"Yes, she's alive. Just a little . . . occupied at the moment." He grinned wolfishly as he thought of the woman on the other end panicking.

"What did you do to my friend?" She was practically screaming by this point.

"Nothing that she didn't want."

"Let me talk to her." There was a slight rustle on the other end as Kagome snuck into the janitor's closet so that she could hide from her boss.

"You can't."

"Why the hell not?"

"Because, she's asleep."

"Holy shit," Kagome said, enunciated every syllable. "How the hell did you manage to get her to sleep? Rin never sleeps."

Sesshomaru only snapped the lid of the phone down. Maybe now she would stop trying to play matchmaker for her friend.

Rin awoke to the most annoying sensation on her cheek. She tried batting at it, but her hand would always fall short. It seemed almost as if it was on her entire face, yet it only tickled in one spot.

Finally, she opened her eyes to find that everything was black.

"I'm blind!" she screamed, but when she sat up, paper fell from her face and landed in her sheet-covered lap. The rest of her, however, was very embarrassingly naked.

Reaching down as she continued to blush, Rin examined the note.

Had to get to work. I'll call you tonight. Until then,

--Sesshomaru

P.S.—You look beautiful in the nude.

Heaving a sigh, she wished that he hadn't figured out how to make her blush.

Smiling, she realized that she thought that he was beautiful, too.

Ooooh, only one chapter to go!!! What could possibly happen next??? You'll just have to wait and find out. Until then, please review, they make me oh-so-very-happy. Toodles.