Possessed

I do not own Inuyasha

A/N: There are small missing words in here on purpose. It's a chapter for smiles :) Enjoy!

Time of My Life

Sesshoumaru looked around the empty space as Rin pulled him into the building. He wasn't sure where they were or what they were doing here but she was the one that had been driving and she said she knew where she was going. He trusted that statement as far as he could throw a bus. He could tell that she was getting excited. After all, she said it was a surprise although he wasn't sure who the surprise was for, her or himself.

"Rin…there's no one here."

"Just wait. She's coming."

Not a moment later did he hear the clatter of heels against the floor as a woman in a black dress and tights greeted them with an accent that he couldn't pin an origin to. Her red hair was pulled into a tight bun and her eyes were a frighteningly green. Sesshoumaru looked at this woman, trying to understand what her purpose was. They surely were not attending anyone's funeral but then again, he could be wrong about that. He might currently be at his own.

"Hello Rin and welcome to my studio. I assume that you have brought your fiancé, Sesshoumaru, am I right?"

"Yes."

"Sesshoumaru, I am Madame Bovina. Rin asked me to choreograph your first dance together."

Definitely his funeral. A chill ran through his body, as the blood drained from his face and a cold sweat started. He was going to pass out. That would be good. If he passed out he couldn't dance, right?

"Rin has chosen Time of My Life from Dirty Dancing. Is that ok?"

He hadn't heard what the woman said.

"Sesshoumaru, It'll be fun I promise." He felt the faintest shaking of his hand from Rin.

This was not a surprise. This was torture. Why did they need to choreograph the first dance? Couldn't they just be in love, smile and step on each other's toes like they always did at their friend's weddings? Didn't Rin remember how Inuyasha and Kagome looked doing Gangnam Style? He certainly did and he was embarrassed for the both of them when Inuyasha rode that imaginary horse into a table.

"Classic stage fright. He'll be fine once he's moving. We shall start with a warm up, yes?"

Rin shook his arms to try to loosen him up. The thought of moving only hurt his soul. He was still trying to process the fact that he was going to be trying to do a choreographed dance in front of the near two hundred people that Rin invited to this wedding. Did two hundred people really need to see him struggle more than he was going to when Rin walked down the aisle in an immaculate dress…that cost the same as a sedan? What were weddings for again? He simply placed himself on auto pilot and separated his brain from the now. Before he knew it, he was doing leg swings and heel raises.

…

They were nearly two hours in and almost had the abridged choreography down. He was insistent on cutting out the solo even though Madame Bovina was confident in his skills unlike Rin's. Surprisingly, after a warm up and a little dancing he was completely comfortable and Rin was the one that was uptight trying to make every move perfect.

"Elegant. Oh, Sesshoumaru, you dance divinely. Rin, lines. Feet. Lines. STOP! My dear, you're losing your form and your feet are like dying walrus. You're all over the place. Watch Sesshoumaru's feet as we dance. It is like he is moving on clouds of perfection and grace."

"Why you have feet like walrus love?"

"Sesshoumaru…"

"Watch and learn."

Sesshoumaru winked at Rin as she put her hands on her hips in exasperation. He was enjoying that angry crinkling brow probably more than he should as he and Madame Bovina danced. He took every opportunity he could to shoot an egotistical smirk her way.

"Rin did you see? Now, try it again."

He could tell the difference as soon as he took hold of Rin. It was like dancing with a brick.

"STOP! Oye. Walrus is now on dry land. You don't lead him. He leads you! Let him take control!"

"That won't happen." Sesshoumaru shook his head

"She must. Otherwise, we stuck with ugly time of life walrus dance."

Sesshoumaru tried to cover the silent laughter to no avail.

"Sesshoumaru! It's not funny."

"Don't worry, I'm only laughing at part of you."

Sesshoumaru tried to hold it together as he watched Rin try to learn what Madame Bovina was showing her for the fifth time. He listened to Rin go off on her own two left feet again. The poor dogs.

"Rin, those were the feet you were born with. You should treat them with some respect."

"Sesshoumaru, not another word."

"Oh? Because I'm…" He broke into song.

"Don't you dare…"

"…having the time of my life…"

"Sesshoumaru!"

"and I owe it all to you."

Rin sighed as she joined Sesshoumaru again. The frown on her face let him know that she wasn't having as much fun as she'd expected.

"Smile beautiful."

"But I stink..."

"You smell fine to me."

"No, at dancing."

"You're fine."

"You're lying."

"Yes I am. But, we're supposed to be having fun with this remember?"

"Yes."

"You've been planning everything right down to your walrus feet…"

He picked her up and spun her as she laughed

"...you can at least let me take the lead when I'm supposed to."

"I guess."

Rin smiled as they continued to dance and she gave up trying to lead. She found that following him was easier. He was the one remembering the moves and leading her into hers.

"Oh, that was beautiful!"

"What? I wasn't even thinking about it." Rin looked at Madame Bovina who was clapping her hands.

"Yes. No thinking dear. You hurt people when you think."

Rin turned to Sesshoumaru, "Can we try the lift? You know, the one where I get to pretend like I'm flying?"

"Do I look like Swayze to you?"

"No. You're hotter."

"How many lifts would you like?"

"Just one great one."

He kissed her hand before they backed away from each other. Rin bit her lip and then started to run. She screamed in excitement as he lifted her in the air.

Madame Bovina's shoulders slumped as she dropped her head. She hadn't seen a lift that bad in ages and now they had a flying walrus.

Sesshoumaru kissed her forehead as he lowered her back down. He was sure that the lift looked more like the mash up of Dirty Dancing and The First Olympiad. After a poor jump, Rin ended up being picked up rather than lifted. Instead of just starting over she maneuvered herself over his shoulder and planked on it while excitedly screaming out lift me. He had to pull a jerk style weight lift to get her overhead. He wouldn't admit that he struggled, no, but those workouts she was killing everyday certainly helped. No, they would not win a dance contest and they would've been disqualified at the Olympics, but everything was golden when Rin was smiling.

A/N: Sesshoumaru was very deserving of the upper hand after the bakery! Thank you all for reviewing.

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RIP Patrick Swayze