Chapter 4

Blast, I don't own Inuyasha!

"Rin, are you ok? You seem to have been thrown off for the last few days." Kira asked.

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine." Rin lied. She wanted to tell Kira what had happened but didn't want to risk seeming like a total case. It wouldn't sound probable, especially once she told her that she had been at Leena's for karaoke night only a little while before.

"You don't seem fine. What happened?"

Of course Kira was going to pull it out of her.

"Ok, but you have to hear the complete story first before you blow this off."

"Of course."

Rin went through the details as Kira listened.

"…and I haven't had a good night's sleep since." Rin finished.

"Hmm…sounds dangerous. There's a good possibility that he will come back. The only thing that I can suggest is to keep a watchful eye and be careful."

"Wait, you believe me?"

"Of course, if this is something that's been keeping you up at night it must be serious. You have no reason to make any of this up."

"Thanks Kira."

"No problem. Unfortunately, I have some more bad news that might keep you up at night. Your friends in Mob Seven are believed to be on the diamond hunt again. Every time we get close to busting them, they manage to slip under the radar. We need an inside woman to bring in hard evidence and nobody does it better than you."

"Not Mob Seven." They were the best at doing the worst. They were an infamous group known for their ruthlessness. Killing their own was not uncommon if it meant getting what they needed and wanted. Troc, the leader of Mob seven, killed his main girl by stabbing her through the heart because she had failed to bring back information regarding the whereabouts of the diamonds. She was labeled the trader as she was thought to be keeping secrets. There was no doubt that he would come after her if they didn't succeed in bringing him down. And more often than not, Troc got his man or woman!

"I guess I don't have much of a choice do I?"

Kira shook her head as Rin realized the job ahead of her was going to be a difficult one.

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A spring breeze played through Rin's hair as she sipped lemonade and read the newspaper. She had worked overtime all week and all she wanted to do was relax. Beginning research on how to get into the core of Mob Seven was extensive and difficult. But now was not the time to think about it. Throwing her thoughts back toward the paper she began to read again until she heard a sound.

Looking toward the gate she realized that she had carelessly left it open the day before and there he stood. But something was different this time. The red, menacing eyes were replaced by gold ones. She could see in the daylight how white his fur was. His size was still devastatingly large for a dog but he couldn't have been anything else. The facial structure and floppy ears were a dead giveaway. She would've said he was beautiful if she wasn't afraid of him. Closer he moved toward her. She looked around for a weapon but nothing came to mind until she got out of her chair. Picking it up she pointed the legs toward him.

Sesshoumaru mentally smirked at the sight of this woman with a wooden lawn chair pointed at him. To think that chair was going to save her if he attacked was absolutely ridiculous. She might as well have just thrown herself in his mouth. Walking forward, his plan was to simply get close enough to see proof. Proof that she was in fact a reincarnation.

Rin continued to back up with the lawn chair separating them. Now against the fence, she realized that she was trapped. Desperate now to save her own life she raised the chair and swung it down only for it to be caught in the grip of deadly jaws. She caught a glimpse of the fangs that would surely end her life at any moment.

He snapped the chair in half as if it were a tooth pick. Rin was frightened and shocked at the same time. He walked right up to her as she pulled her hands out of his mouth's reach. Her actions served to be more annoying to him. He needed to see her wrist.

Rin was even more frightened when he stood on his hind legs. He was now as tall as she was and had placed a large paw against the fence to the side of her. Claws, almost the length of half her finger, unintentionally created marks in the fence. She felt the need to scream but nothing was coming out. He gently grabbed her wrist in his mouth and pulled her arm down so that he could see it on all fours. She half expected to hear the crunch of bone much like the lawn chair but it never happened. He seemed to be looking at the crescent shaped birth mark. When she looked at him in the face she realized something that she hadn't before. In the middle of his forehead was a crescent shaped marking as well.

He let go of her wrist and sat. She was the reincarnation of his mate. The crescent marking confirmed it.

Rin looked at her wrist and then at the dog before her. Was there a connection that she knew nothing about? Reaching her hand out again slowly, though she wasn't sure why, she placed her hand against his head. Closing his eyes, he seemed to enjoy her touch. It had been a long time since he had been touched by anyone. The warmth from her hand reminded him of the warm smile that his mate had perfected and the embrace that melted him. Her level of fear lowered slightly as she stepped away from the fence. She didn't know why, but something about him seemed familiar.

"What are you?" Rin spoke softly.

That was a question that he wouldn't be able to answer. There was no way for her to know what he was or what her former self had meant to him.

Rin slowly pulled her hand away and walked around him. Still a little unsure, she didn't dare turn her back to him. Sesshoumaru stood and walked toward the gate but hesitated to leave as he turned to look back at her. Rin never took her eyes off of his form as she watched him leave.

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