Rin wanted to scream. Everything was going great until that damn prevented bastard. She wasn't worried about Naraku for once. She sighed and sat down on the bench wondering if she could walk home from there, but she didn't even where there was.

"You alright?"

She looked at the man that had confused her since he first touched her back at the club. She just couldn't get it out of her head what she felt every time he did touch her. Normally, she would slap them as she did Miroku and march off, but when he did she hadn't wanted him to stop touch her. She had felt a warm feeling deep inside her, and it just continued to grow as he kept showing up and touching her. Why does he keep showing?

"I'm fine, Thank you." She turned her gaze away from his, feeling the warmth was coming back. Her eyes focused on a sign across the street. "I'm sorry if I disturbed your meal. I…"

"You didn't disturb it at all." He sat down next her, a little closer then need be.

He was being so kind. She had to repay him back for his help with Naraku. Money? No, by the look of his car he had money and plenty of it. What could she do to repay him back? She hadn't been so sure of herself in handling Naraku after seeing him leaning against the limo. The look in his eyes told her he wasn't going to rejection so easily this time.

She looked at the sky and the bright stars sparkling in the night. She didn't understand why her heart felt at ease with him. She should be getting as far away from him. Why wasn't she? She wasn't looking for a relationship right now; couldn't handle one, not with Naraku around. She had to remember why she had to stay away from men.

She closed her eyes against the memories. She allowed one date, hoping that would satisfy him then they could be friends. She was so wrong. She had hoped to lose him when she returned to Tokyo, her hometown, but he found out somehow and followed.

He hounded her with flowers, gifts, and night on the town offers. He never missed a show at the club, waiting for her after she got off to try to talk her into going out with him. He never forced her to go with him; though there were times she thought he had come close if it wasn't Shippo and Kohaku…she didn't want to think about it. She wasn't going to let what happen in Hirohito to repeat itself.

"You sure you alright? You look a little pale." His voice washed over her, emptying her mind of the past.

She lowered her face a little; even sitting he was a good head taller, making her to keep it tilted. She sighed and smiled, "I'm fine, just tired. I've better go see if someone can call me a taxi. I do hope I didn't ruin your dinner."

She got up, as did he, and started back to the restaurant. He kept his strides slow staying leveled with her.

He shrugged, "I wasn't hungry. I drove my brother. Don't bother with taxi, I can take you home."

She shook her, "No, I couldn't ask that of you. I mean you have done so much already. I really feel like I need to repay you, somehow."

He handed the valet the ticket, "It's the least I can do, having brought you here in the first place." He was scribbling something on a piece paper, which he handed to a valet asking that he it be taken to his brother. "As for repaying me, I think we can come up with something."

What did he mean by that? She shook her head. No man that did what he did would force himself on a woman…would he? He helped her into the passenger's seat before the valet could do it. He got in his seat and pulled away from the curb, asking her where she lived. She gave him the address of a nice neighborhood on the out skirts of Tokyo. She wondered if it was smart to give it to him.

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So this little woman wanted to repay him back. He never thought of getting something in returned, but now that he thought about it…He smiled. He was sitting on her couch in the tidy living room. Her home was a small cottage like two story house. From what he had seen so far, the front door opened into a small entryway.

A set of simple wooden stairs leading the way to the second floor and a hallway was before him. The hall probably led to the kitchen. Two doorways stood across from each other in the entry. He found the doors to the living room open, while the other set shut tightly. She had offered him a drink, having taken him away from his at the restaurant and was now it the dinning room that was off the living room.

His eyes wondered the room, trying to gain a feel for the woman who was now plaguing his mind. The walls painted in a light blue with a soft tan trimming the walls. Cream-colored curtains covered a boy window that over looked the flowers in the front. The furnishing was simple, but comfortable. There was the couch he was sitting on facing a flat screen TV that hung on the wall. She had good taste. The place had a warm feeling, something that would be welcoming to a husband, tired and worn after work.

He sat straight at the image of himself being that worn and weary husband. He stood and walked around the room. He sighed and wandered into the hall. His gazed landed on the two doors closed. Didn't Rin say something about a study? He walked over and slid the doors apart. The room was more luxurious then the living room, but still held a sense of ease. The walls panels were a deep maghoney with bookshelves filled from top to bottom with all sorts of books. A wooden desk big enough to be a dinning room table and a leather- wheeled office chair stood across from him as he stood in the door. Dark colored drapes covered the window behind them.

A pair bookshelves flank fireplace with a beautiful mantle covered from end to end with picture frames drew his attention the most. It was set in a far corner of the room, with two chairs facing it at an angle. One was a high back winged chair with a small footstool for the feet. The other was an antique polished, wooden rocking chair, the arms and back curved in an elegant swirl. A small side table stood in between them with a lamp that he figured would give its light only to the two who would sit in the chairs.

He rounded the chairs, running his hand across the back of the high back, and headed towards the mantles. He looked at the pictures to find one was of a man in his late thirties dressed in a tuxedo, a smiled plastered on his face while his arms held a woman in a white kimono, a bouquet of different lilies in her hand. She looked like Rin. Yet this woman was older, maybe twenty-five…twenty-six years old.

The next one that caught his eyes was a group photo of the bride and groom with three kids. There were two teenager boys, twins, looking like the man behind them. A young girl of twelve stood in front of them. Wearing a yellow and orange sundress, hair reaching past her shoulder, hands behind her back, she had the biggest smile on her face. He picked it up; just needing to hold it as he looked at it, wanting to know what it was that drew him to the picture.

"That's my family."

He turned his head to see Rin standing in the doorway He nodded and set the frame back down. He turned and noticed she hadn't pasted the thrush hold of the room. The woman that had slammed a potted plant over Miroku's head, the woman that had marched her way through a crowed club to yell at man for groping her friend, the woman that bravely stood dancing and singing on stage in front of hundreds of people was gone.

In her place stood this girl, her head hanging as she looked at him through her bangs and wringing her hands in front of her. He walked over to stand before her. She tilted her head back and looked at him, trying to put on a smile. He could see that it was a fake one, but couldn't bring himself to ask why.

"I afraid I don't have any brandy. I never had a reason to keep any around after…" she took a deep breathe, closing her eyes. "I have some wine though."

He nodded, "That's fine."

He followed as she turned swiftly and entered the living room. He watched from the couch as she vanishing into the dinning room once more.

"Did we over step the line by going in to the room?" A voice from the back of his mind asked.

"Why do I care?"

"Something though, made her sad?"

"It's none of my business."

"Did going into the room without asking or was it the room itself?"

"I just offered to help her with Naraku!"

"Then why threaten Miroku?"

"He has a girlfriend! He shouldn't be doing groping anyone but her in the first place."

"Why follow her?"

"I didn't. I needed air myself."

"Right and the offer take her home?"

"My father did not raise a cad for a son."

"Right…There's also a reason for the dirty thoughts too hmm…"

"Hormones…?"

"Thought father didn't raise a cad?"

"…"

"No answer?…Score!

Sesshomaru groaned and covered his eyes. He hated arguing with himself. Nothing good came out it. The part of him that always argued would make a point that he couldn't argue with, always winning. However, his other side did have good points too. Hell, if he didn't have the voice to argue with, he sure he be in the doghouse with the company. Some clients needed a softer hand then others.

"You alright?"

He spread his fingers to look up at Rin standing in front of him holding a wine glass. She was beautiful. He could see why Naraku wanted her. He was attracted to pretty thing. Like him, Sesshomaru knew that pretty things wanted pretty things given to them. They wanted to their dates pampering them; they're every whim indulged. But not Rin…no never Rin.

She was different. She didn't like flashy, rich things, besides chocolate that is. She wanted comfort, warmth, and love. She never demanded help, barely asking for it, and knowing when it was no use arguing. She was a meek thing at times, but knew how to be strong as well.

"Ya just tired. Long day I guess." He lowered his hand giving a tired look towards her. He noticed the glass of wine in her hand.

She looked down at it as well, "Here you go."

"Thank you."

She moved and sat down on the couch at the other end. She was quiet again.

"Do I get to hear how you got involved with Naraku?"

Rin bent her legs and pulled them up to her chest, resting her chin on her knees. "Should I tell him? I don't have to tell him about…" "I started working Devil's Paradise over in Hirohito when I was twenty-one. " She started. "I started out as a waitress, but one night one of the back up female singers/dancers showed up drunker then nothing. The manger knew that I could do all the songs and dance moves. I would stay late when they practiced." She explained, "So I found myself up on the stage that night singing and dancing. The next day they fired the other girl and told me the opening was mine if I wanted it."

"Did you want it?"

She shrugged, "It paid better, and I was able to do it not being the head singer." She blushed and hugged her legs closer, "I use to get stage fright."

He let a small smile slip past his lips, "I don't believe it."

She lifted her head, "It's true. I did, until the head singer quite and the manger told me I was now the head singer. He knew about my stage fright and didn't tell me about it until five minutes to show time. You have to give him credit, he knew how to bring the best out of me." she sighed, "So…at any rate of it, I had no choice but to do it, at least for tonight. And after a few slips I really got past it, a put my heart into it."

"And Naraku?"

She blinked and went back to hugging her legs, "Was there that night. He stopped me as a group of us was leaving. He asked me on date, but I turned him down. He kept at though. Never missed a show, always waited for me, and the gifts. I final allowed one date. It went all right, but I just couldn't…he was twice me age and it just felt wrong. When he asked me out the next day, I turned him down. I explain that I had fun and all, but it just wasn't the feelings."

"I take it he didn't accept that answer?"

She nodded, "Not at all. The flowers became more elaborate, the gifts…lets just say I don't think if I had sold one, I wouldn't be working right now. He even started to follow me around." She closed her eyes, "It got so bad, the manger started driving me to and from work everyday, he offered to even to drive me on his days off, but I refused. He didn't need his life taken over by a mad man."

"Mad man? Odd of her to describe Naraku that."

She knew the next part was going to worded with telling him what happen to her family, but how to do it…just skip to moving in with Koga and how he got you the job here.

"How you end up here?"

"The manger, who had become my best friend by now putting up with it all, moved me in with him and soon got me the position here. He pulled everyone together planned how to get me out of town without him knowing and it worked. I had the best six months of my life with out him there."

"But…"

Her face fell, "I had just entered my dressing room after a show to find a vase of Roses and ring on my dressing table. I mean I panicked at first, but then I thought it could be just a fan right. I mean he wouldn't have found me out, we took every step for him not too."

"Was in the room?"

She shook her head, "No, it was the card with the flowers."

"My dearest love, I have found you yet again.

I extent my offer of dinner with me tonight.

With love Naraku.

P.S the ring is symbol of my promise you…We will be together soon."

"How did he found you?"

"Don't know. My friends couldn't figure it out either, but ever since then, we have played it out as you have seen tonight. Its more weary then fear now. I mean even after all the times I have turned him down, he never once laid a hand on me." She rubbed her arms, "The gang thinks that one day he will. They use to say they just wanted to him, when each one had, they started making excuses to come with me. I guess they ran out of excuses when they asked you, huh?"

"They didn't ask. My brother and I were standing with Miroku while they were trying to think up one. They said Sango's little brother could pretend to be your date, but it seemed he left already having a date of his own."

"And you just stepped in and said, 'Hey, I'll be your little friends date.' Huh?"

He raised an eyebrow, "Not exactly, no. I was actually trying to figure out why my brother was smiling the way he was. I still am wondering." They looked at each other…

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"Inuyasha, is his answering?" Kagome asked.

Inuyasha shook his head. He was standing in his apartment living room listening to the ringing coming through the phone's earpiece, kicking himself. After he had taken the note from the valet, his brother sent. He was confused as to why he had to get his own ride with Rin no less. He shrugged and folded it, putting it on the table. He dug in to his food and was half way through chewing when it dawned on him. He spit his food out and spilling his chair over, he tore out of the restaurant

He skidded to a halt at the curb and watched as the silver car disappeared into the night. When he got back in to ask for the bill to be sent to him, not wanting to ruin everyone else meal, he found Miroku paying the tab while the girls were pulling on their coats. He saw the note unfolded on the white tablecloth, Sesshomaru's elegant handwriting scrawled across the small scrape.

Get your own ride home

With Rin.

S.

He was with Rin. Inuyasha paled at the thought of what could happen, what would…or shouldn't happen. He felt faint at the sound of the answering machine greeting belonging to his brother.

"You have reached Wind Scar Incorporation's President, Sesshomaru Hikokoro, I too busy …."

Inuyasha slammed the phone down. He shook his head, "Damn, where are you, Sesshomaru?"

"Mind if I try Rin's place again?"

He nodded and moved away from the phone as Kagome started dialing. What, the hell, was going on? His brother never not answered his phone, any of them. His cell phone was off, which worried him. He wasn't home and not answering at the office either. Their father was away on business, so he wouldn't know and Sesshomaru hated Inuyasha's mother, so he wouldn't be that Manor.

"She's still not answering. God I wish we knew where she lived."

Inuyasha turned to see her wiping the tears away. He sighed and took a step forward, taking her into his arm. She thought something happen to the both of them. Well so did he, just not the same thing. He looked over her head at Miroku and Sango who had fallen asleep in his arms lying at the couch. He prayed to the lord that his brother didn't do something stupid. He sighed and laid his head on Kagome's head.

"Why did we have to get involved? Can't we mind our own business?"

"It's because of father…he had been trying to get Sesshomaru to find the right one."

"And we just happen to the one there when he did found her?"

"Not to mention father is not here to help."

"Should call and tell him…He might know what to…even come back early."

"Hey…."

Inuyasha pulled away from Kagoma and raced to the phone. She stared at him as he asked someone on the other side for his father. Unlike Sesshomaru's voice who argued with him because he refused to listen to anyone, including himself, knew if he listened long enough the right answer would come.

"Yo, dad….I know it's late, but I got something that will wake you…no I did not bur the company down. You think Sesshomaru would let me live if I had. Now listen, I need you help it's about the prince of ice himself…" He started explaining what had happen and what could happen. He even mentioned Kagome, though he stuck to the point right now, he wasn't the one that need help in their love life.

"Great I'll pick you up at the airport…What…we don't know where she lives…Jaken…of course, he should be able to find it, hopefully before dawn…see ya."

He hung up and saw Miroku and Sango sitting up, fully awake He smiled at them and waved, "Don't worry, dad is on the case." Miroku nodded, knowing what case it was, and laid back down pulling Sango with him only to have her smack him. Inuyasha smiled, "Now to find that toad of a man." He left the apartment, a confused Kagoma trailing behind.

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ME:

Cliff Hanger! Don't hurt me! Don't hurt me! (cowards behinds a wall and pokes head back out only to get hit by a tomato) I deserved that, but the pumpkin is a little over kill don't you think? (ducks a the large orange fruit slammed into the wall.)If you want another chapter, put the fruit and veggies down buster!

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sesshyXinu-girl

Cussing at me doesn't make me type any faster…lol you're the greatest.

tkplover

I will do my best to bring them around, but I can never seem to form two relationships in one story.

Verano1-BeautyInTheBreakDown

This is mine first. I'm just happy you like it. I am getting less but better reviews on this story. I'm happy…(sighs)

Taraah36

You're the best. The warmth just flows from your words to my heart. As for Sesshomaru kissing her, just keep in mind he hasn't told her how she can repay him…Naraku…NO NO NO he doesn't hurt her like everyone is afraid of, but he uses mental pain to gain what he wants from her. Besides who said he loves her, she's prize in his eyes, like the rarest gem a collector must have.

stargate sam

Thank you, thank you

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