A|N: Yes, I am back in school. Updating will be slow, I'm terribly sorry. But, better late than never, right?
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-Eleven-
When Rin woke the next morning she felt like a new person. All the information she received from InuYasha and Sesshomaru made her head spin from just thinking about it, but she could help smiling when the thought of Sesshomaru being her mate and her being his mate came to mind. She walked through her morning ritual in a daze state, murmuring with Kagome and Sango in the bathroom.
As the trio walked to the cafeteria, Rin's mind raced through yesterday and last night before rewinding and going back over it slowly. She ate in her out of focus state and as her and Kagome began to walk to homeroom, she immediately perked up, her heart racing and her mind building up with the sexual pleasure she felt.
As the pair entered the classroom, Rin's eyes went to the empty table at the front of the room. Oh, Kami! That desk! Rin snapped her eyes away. Nope, I'm never looking at that thing the same again.
Rin tried to keep her hands from shaking as she sat down and faced forward, waiting with a mix of anxiety and excitement for the bell to ring and the class to begin. Rin continually glanced at the clock, watching that damned red seconds hand ticking away, making her agony to see the man that made her melt even more painful with its slow progress.
Finally, finally the bell rang. Rin watched the door, waiting impatiently and ready to jump up when he entered the room, but knowing she couldn't, she nailed herself to the chair—mentally, of course, but who knew if that would hold.
Suddenly, when nearly all Rin's hope was about to fail, she caught a streak of white, then her mate—Kami how she loved the words—was standing at the front of the classroom, glaring at the students like they were annoying flies, but then again, he always did that, right? His eyes scanned the room, pausing when they fell upon Rin, an amused glint flashing over his pupils, causing Rin to blush.
"We have a guest speaker today, so I expect you all to be respectful." With the last words, his eyes went directly to Koga, who gave the demon a mock two-fingered salute and laid his head down on the desk.
With that said and done, Mr. Taisho (a.k.a. Sesshomaru, a.k.a. Mr. Snuggles . . . hey, that's a new one! Hehehe) walked to the back of the room. Once the class settled down, the door opened and an elderly lady came into the room. She wore a praying red and white robe with socked feet. She had a patch over one eye and was seemingly hunched over. Her single eye darted across the classroom before shuffling in and standing in front of That Desk. (Rin felt the need to capitalize the betraying table that always made her blush when she looked at it and thought of what happen on it. It looked so normal now with the papers and pens actually on it.)
The woman shuffled to the front of the classroom. "Hello, class. My name is Kaede; I'm a priestess at the Jewel of Four Souls temple. I'm here to speak to you about the history of . . ." And that's when Rin tuned her out. She wasn't trying to be rude—she simply couldn't concentrate with eyes trying to burn her clothes off her back.
Ever so sneakily—well, maybe not that sneaky—Rin looked over her shoulder. Her eyes met with golden ones, causing Rin to visibly shiver. She took in his form and how lean, yet so, so muscular it was. His white hair hung close to his lower back. Sadly, he wore the make-up again, covering his moon and purple marks. Rin gave him a seductive grin and faced forward. She pretended to be watching and listening to Kaede, but the words that woman was saying, Rin couldn't hear. She could see her mouth forming them, but didn't hear one thing. She only felt the eyes on her back and the radiation of lust was completely unbearable.
Rin quietly stood, thankful that everyone was either doodling, listening to Kaede with some interest in what she was saying or sleeping. Instinctively, when she reached Mr. Taisho, she wanted to hold him, kiss him, but she held her arms firmly at her side. Rin's breathing went unstable when they looked each other directly in the eyes.
Rin took a breath. "May I go to the bathroom?"
His slight nod of the head was all Rin needed before she burst and did something reckless and humiliating. She hurried out of door in the back of the room, so as not to be noticed, and power walked to the bathroom at the end of the hall. She calmly checked her make-up and her hair in the long mirror. She pulled down her uniform sweater, smoothed out her plaid skirt and pulled up her socks. Rin went to a sink and washed her hands—twice. Finding nothing else to do, she studied her nails and groaned. She murmured, "A manicure would be nice—if I could afford it."
Sighing, which she has been doing a lot lately, Rin left the bathroom. A sudden pain hit her stomach that could be called "disappointed", but Rin didn't want to admit or agree. Why would she feel disappointed? Okay, okay. So she was kind of expecting Mr. Taisho to enter the bathroom and kiss her until the bell rang, but no. Of course it didn't happen. Rin thought. I daydream too much. As she was entering the class, the bell rang for first period. Rin was nearly pushed over by the students hurriedly leaving the classroom.
She caught sight of Kaede gathering her belongings and heading for the door as Rin rushed past Mr. Taisho, who watched as she went by, and grabbed her bag. She turned back for the door, but stopped when her nose hit solid chest. Hesitantly, Rin looked up. Damn those golden eyes of warmth and desire. Without a single word, Mr. Taisho slipped a piece of paper between Rin's fingers, not letting her eyes stray from his. Rin silently swallowed and reminded her nose to breathe in and out.
Mr. Taisho's hand reached up and pushed back a rebel piece of hair from Rin's face, causing Rin's cheeks to feel warm. His lips came down on her forehead, between her eyebrows, gently.
As he pulled away, he whispered, "Get to class."
Rin nodded lamely and hurried out of the room, not looking back at the demon that solely took up the space in her mind these days.
Sweet love!
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After school, Rin made her way to the indoor pool near her dorm. After changing into the bathing suit the school provided all students with, Rin grabbed a towel and headed off to the vacant rectangle full of water. Placing her towel on a chair, Rin dove into the warm water, letting it slide across her skin and swirl around her body.
Swimming was one of the few ways Rin could release her fear, her anger, and her hate when nothing else worked. She felt whole with the water as she came back up for air and went to her back to float aimlessly around the pool. She closed her eyes, began to hum a wordless lullaby and listened to her heartbeat through her plugged ears.
Rin's hand went to the locket that sat on her breastbone. Earlier, during art, she tried to open it, but it wouldn't budge. She thought it was odd but forgot about it the moment her teacher asked her a question—which she answered correctly.
Rin sighed. Today during history, they took notes . . . again. Rin glanced up every several seconds only to find him staring back at her. She would smile at him sweetly and return to her notes. He assigned homework and watched as she left the room, avoiding eye contact just to drive him a little mad. The paper he had given to her said one demand—at least the way she could hear him just say it in her head, it sounded like a command.
You will meet me at six o'clock after dinner.
Rin thought it was the 'you will' part that clued her in on the demanding tone he brought on with her several times. She sat up and went under for the final time before getting out and wrapping the towel over her. She debated on whether to just get dressed or shower before leaving for dinner.
She settled on showering and stripped herself of her bathing suit. She stepped into a shower stall and turned on the simmering heat. She used the soft soap they had stocked in the pool's showers for her body and hair, letting the water hit her back for a few minutes before turning off the water and stepping out. She wrapped her body in the towel once again and made her way back to the locker room, where her clothes were waiting for her.
She turned the corner and carefully walked across the slippery floors, keeping her eyes on her clumsy feet. She glanced up and stumbled, but didn't fall completely.
"Koga, what are you doing here?" she squeaked. "This is a girl's locker room. Get out."
He looked up at her sharply. His hands held her shirt gingerly to his nose. "I can smell him on your shirt, Rin."
Rin's mind and heart froze. "W-what are you talking about?"
"I said I can smell that pathetic teacher on your uniform." His words were slightly slurred.
Rin frowned. "Are you drunk?"
"Maybe, but that doesn't affect my ability to sense that whiny mutt. Why can I smell him so clearly, Rin, huh? Have you been doing some naughty things with the teacher?" He began to fumble his way toward her.
Rin stepped back. "Get out, Koga, or else."
"Or else, what, Rin? You going to call him and make him hurt me? He can't hurt me, baby. I'm a fucking wolf demon. He's just a worthless dog that can't do shit."
Rin knew Koga wasn't thinking right—he was saying really dumb things. A wolf was just another form of a dog, right? Rin could've rolled her eyes if panic wasn't streaming through her veins at the moment. Her hand instinctively flew to the locket and she held it tight, thinking Sesshomaru with all her might. Her back hit the wall and Koga closed the space between them.
"Come one, babe. I can be just as good as him." His clawed hand went to Rin's wet hair. "Shit, I might even be better than him."
"Get away from me," Rin spat as boldly as she could, which wasn't very bold at all.
His hands went to Rin's upper arms, his nails sinking into her skin, making Rin cry out in pain. "Make me."
Suddenly, Koga was pulled away from her, his claws pulling out and yet making the cuts deeper in her skin.
Rin watched as a flash of white attack the demon boy on the opposite wall of Rin.
"S-Stop," she whispered her lips and throat dry. They continued to brawl. She cried more loudly, "Stop."
Instantly, Sesshomaru's raised fist fell to his side and he dropped the beaten boy to the ground. Rin slid down against the wall, landing on the floor and stretching her legs out in front of her. "No . . . more."
Shock really took her. Where was this when he told me about the mating thing? She thought. It should've happened then, not now. Kami, I feel weak. Rin looked down at her upper arms. Red streamed down them and onto the floor. Jeez, how long where his nails? You'd think I was stabbed viciously several times.
A hand cupped her chin and forced her to look into the eyes of her savior. His eyes flicked to her injuries and back. He silently moved and Rin felt herself being lifted and carried away from the unconscious Koga and taken back the way she came—the showers. Once he reached the first stall, Sesshomaru tucked the towel onto Rin tightly and gently put her arms under lukewarm water. Rin felt vaguely aware of his tongue against her wounds five minutes later. Or of him giving her clothes to her and turning around so she could dress while being as animated as a zombie.
When she finished, he picked her up and threw her school bag over his shoulder. He carried her like a small child, close to his chest. Rin snuggled up as closely as she could to him. Once her ear got in contact with his heartbeat, she began to feel relaxed. Her body loosened and her breathing became deep, allowing her into the sweet darkness of sleep.
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