A Whole New World Part II

Rin awoke just as light was beginning to peak its way through the curtains. She sat up quickly, as if she had remembered something she forgot to do. Everything was quiet, She fumbled with the unusual cord on the lamp beside her. As the dim light filled the room, she slid from beneath the blankets and let her feet gently hit the soft carpet of the floor. She winced in pain. Her leg was almost twice as painful today than it had been the day before. Limping, she made her way towards the door. It opened easily. She was surprised, never had she been able to roam as she pleased.

The large window over the staircase lit the hall efficiently. She stared at it, never had she seen a window so big, then again when had she ever seen a window itself Caught up in her amazement she missed the first step completely and fell forward. Her lips uttered the smallest of screams before strong hands clasped gently around her waist and pulled her back into balance.

"Clumsy wench..." Sesshomaru muttered as he passed her and continued his descent.

Rin watched his white hair whip around the corner, she sighed heavily and bit her lip. Timidly she put one foot on the first step and made her way down slowly, hissing in pain ever so often. Jaken was busy making her plate, and pulling her chair out for her. Sesshomaru was sitting across from her place at the table reading a newspaper very intently.

"What took you so long?" Jaken asked, as she slid into the chair.

"Leg hurts..." she muttered, gently picking up her fork.

The food smelled delicious, and was certainly much tastier than the institution's. The sounds of Jaken clearing away pots and pans from the stove, combined with the slow turning pages of Sesshomaru's newspaper, settled into the silence like a brick sinking into the mud. It was as if she was a pet, no one seemed to notice her unless they had to. She worked up her courage and cleared her throat.

"Um. Sir...what...what do I call you?" she asked timidly.

Sesshomaru looked up from his paper and stared blankly at her. Did she really not remember him. "My name is Sesshomaru." he said emotionless. "You shall call me Sesshomaru-sama."

She nodded and swallowed a piece of her egg. The rest of breakfast was in silence, conversation in this place didn't seem to exist. She struggled to lift herself from the table and failed, falling painfully back into her chair. The pain had grown worse, and was slowly depriving her of strength. After her third attempt she collapsed exhausted and defeated. Panting slightly, she looked at Sesshomaru hopefully.

"Why won't she stop screaming?!" Kouga asked Ayame as she marked Sango's behavior on a clipboard from behind the two way mirror.

Sango was screaming hoarsely and banging her fists on the floor. "Murderers! Murderers all of you!" She stood breathing hard and rushed at the mirror. "I know you can see me! I know you can hear me!" she hit the mirror hard her fists bleeding and bruised. "You can't treat us like animals! You bastards, where is he? where's my brother?!"

"She has suffered a painful blow..." Ayame said quietly.

"But her brother-"

"This is only a test to see how she handles death, she may eventually have to see someone close to her die in the field, and this test will determine how we teach her to handle that death. This is similar to the test we put Rin through ten years ago and Inu- "

"This is wrong Ayame... This so called revolution will never happen, Naraku's up to something else, or at least more than what he's telling us. These experiments they're... forgive the pun...inhumane."

"Nonsense Kouga, remember you are still new to this facility. Come, we'll sedate her and let her sleep a while."

Sesshomaru waited patiently for his cell phone to ring, Naraku always called him at noon. He tapped his claws on the wood of the breakfast table, listening to any signs of movement from above. Two hours ago he had helped the young girl upstairs, not realizing how much pain she was in the day before. A pang of guilt hit him, being so forceful with her probably contributed to it.

"Is she sleeping?" Jaken asked, breaking him from his silence.

"No, I gave her some books to read." Sesshomaru said, sighing and looking at the clock. Five minutes til.

"She ought to find those interesting." Jaken said.

Sesshomaru nodded. "Don't think Im going to get attached to her again..."

Jaken sighed. " well considering what you have to do to her, don't you think it would make it easier on the both of you?"

"I will not get attached to her again..." The demon said again.

Jaken gave him a look of disdain, but new better than to argue the point. The cell phone rang suddenly, shrilly bouncing its tune off the walls. Sesshomaru stared at it, secretly not wanting to pick it up. His hand clasped around the phone, and he flicked it open with his thumb. Naraku didn't give hm time to answer.

"So...have you thought about my last call?" Naraku said slowly.

"Yes! And the answer is still no!" Sesshomaru said angrily.

" Then within the next hour I will have an agent remove her from your care. You will return to the facility tomorrow to do the proper paper work." Naraku growled, losing his distinct composure.

The phone was slammed down harshly on the other end, and Sesshomaru's phone made threes small beeps. In anger he threw the phone against the wall, it shattered raining plastic all over the sandy granite floor. He shoved away from the table and stormed past a clearly distraught Jaken and up the stairs.

Rin heard a crash downstairs and moments later footsteps and an upstairs door slam. She swallowed nervously and returned to her book. The pictures were of things she only remembered in her dreams. The most vivid were the flowers, specifically anything that was yellow. She turned the page and read things she couldn't understand. This frustrated her, for it seemed like the demon had given her these to insult her intelligence. Half an hour passed and a bell rang through the house, almost with a violent tone.

The girl heard Sesshomaru walk halfway down the stairs, and converse with the little green house keeper. She heard the front door open and close. Straining her ears to find out what was going on she nearly fell off the bed a second time. Suddenly the door swung open and Sesshomaru stalked towards the bed, and scooped her up unceremoniously; the book falling to the floor with a thud. It took only a few seconds for her to realize the magnitude of the situation. Her eyes rested on Menomaru and she screamed in panic, grabbing the front of Sesshomaru's crisp white shirt a she did so.

"Please..." she pleaded lowly. "Please don't hand me over to him..."

Sesshomaru ignored her and continued his slow descent down the stairs, her heartbeat speeding up, in cadence with the tension in the room and then he stopped midway.

"Sesshomaru-sama!" The small child cried reaching over the shoulder of a Triple A agent.

Sesshomaru turned his face away, and put his hands in his pockets. "I am sorry..."

"I want to stay! You said I could stay! You promised!" Rin cried out, as the agent carried her out of the door.

"I'll see you at the test...stop crying..." he said harshly.

Sesshomaru's feet planted themselves firmly to the carpet. Rins heavy breathing broke the silence. "Please don't..." she whispered. Her voice cracked as she spoke. "The bruises...The bruises..." She stared deeply into his eyes.

"Him?..." came a barely audible whisper.

She nodded, clutching his shirt more tightly. The dog demon, turned away from Menomaru and ascended the stairs with Rin still shaking in his arms . "Tell Naraku He'll have his day in hell. Get off my premises."

The front door closed, as Sesshomaru entered the pink bedroom again. He returned her to the bed and picked up her book from the floor. "Jaken will bring you your lunch, try walking every hour it'll help." He turned to leave and she grabbed his shirt tail. "Thank you..." she said feebly.

He nodded and left the room, leaving the door open behind.

Kagura slammed her lunch tray down so hard the table shook. She sat down hard in her seat and jabbed at her mashed potatoes as if they had done something to annoy her.

"What's wrong Kagura?!" Another agent crooned from across the room, coming toward her. He had short auburn hair and a strangely fox look about the eyes. He sat across from her and jabbed her with his whipping stick.

"Lay off Gaiji!" she spat, shoving her plate away and settling her head between her elbows.

"What's wrong?..." he crooned again smirking. "Lost to the human wench again?..."

"I said back OFF!" She yelled getting up and shoving the table at him.

"Hmm...temper temper!" He called after her when she swiped her card key violently through the mechanism and marched out of the lunchroom door.

She ran down the hall and threw herself into the women's bathroom. She went into the last stall and closed the door, tears ran down her cheeks and slid down the metal name badge on her chest. Her body sank to the floor and she cried heavily her sobs echoing through the empty lavatory.

Inuyasha waited impatiently outside of Naraku's office, his arms crossed and a dreamlike stare fixed to the floor. He turned his head slowly when a cool voice from the intercom instructed him to come in. The hanyou walked heavily through the door as Naraku watched him with a slight smirk on his face.

"Come in Inuyasha...sit down..." Naraku slithered.

"I'll stand thanks..." Inuyasha remarked rudely.

"Do you know what you are here for?"

"No"

"Well I've looked at Kagome's file..." Naraku said in a business-like tone. " and I have come to the conclusion that I would like tostart giving her a Free Access trial."

Inuyasha nodded almost in agreement. "She would like that..." He said under his breath.

Naraku opened his first drawer and held out a small white envelope. "Take these...They open her cell during the day, the lunchroom, class C hallways, and your quarters...in case she needs you of course..." he said evily.

Inuyasha grabbed the wrapped keys slowly, but Naraku held onto them. "Oh and Inuyasha don't make the same mistake you did last time."

Jaken flipped the hamburger meat in the hot pan in front of him, the smell of cooked meat filled the room and a hazy smoke drifted about. Sesshomaru leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, lost in a world of thought. Jaken stole glances at him ever so often, waiting for some kind of response.

"Any mail?" the sudden question startled the little cook.

"Uh...n-no" he stammered. "What are you going to do with the girl?"

"Do what I was told to do, teach her things and that's it...Naraku wants a half-demon to toy with, if he thinks Im going to help he's got another thing coming."

Jaken patted the meat with the spatula. "You know how he is sir...sooner or later he gets what he wants. He'll get someone who'll do the job."

"I won't let anyone touch her..." he said his expression grimacing.

"It might be easier if you go ahead and do what he asks...he might let you keep her if you do..." he put the finished meal on a plate, and turned the stove off.

Sesshomaru fell silent. Upstairs Rin had overheard the conversation, she had dragged herself to the doorway when her name drifted upstairs. Sitting on the floor she propped herself against the door frame.

"And she can't run away from you, sir if you don't play along with Naraku, She's dead." Jakens voice explained. "In time she'll understand that you're keeping her alive."

She heard Sesshomaru sigh. "So be it..."

"Sir how are you going to..."

"Im going to get it over with..." he said turning onto the landing.

By this time Rin had pulled herself up. She met his eyes as he walked towards her door. "Get what over with?" She asked giving her eavesdropping away.

He reached out and gently pushed her just hard enough to knock her to the floor. "I'm sorry for what I am about to do..."

Downstairs Jaken heard the door to Rin's room close, and a heartbreaking scream.

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