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Chapter 14

I wish Monday never existed

"Hello Monday, we meet again,"-Unknown

You remember the saying, 'I saw my life flash before my eyes?' Has it happened before? I never believed it myself. I mean how could one's life flash before their eyes? It made no sense whatsoever to me. But I admit, through my endless beliefs in the supernatural and living in a world where magic does exist, I was positive my drugged, helpless mind would flash a quick viewing of my crappy life to me. Oh well.

I closed my eyes, preparing for the bullet to enter my brain. The sharp, burning shock my body would get before it died. Endless possibilities entered, wondering what was on the other side. Would I see my family? Would they be disappointed in the decisions I've made through my troubled life? Duh, of course they would. I was disappointed in my life. I regretted everything. Well, almost everything.

Seconds passed but the feeling of rushed, burning metal never came. The idea of my possible death came to mind. On the bright side, at least I didn't feel it. However, something puzzled me, if I was dead, why was there low growling sounds? Maybe I landed in the wrong heaven. But noises of low chatter, the voice already staining my memories. I opened my eyes and gasped. A tall figure stood with his back facing me. Long white hair moved in the breeze blowing through the clenched. Blood trickled, the after effects from sharp claws puncturing skin."Sesshomaru," I whispered.

"Well, well, well,"Naraku sneered, "look who decided to join us? I'm impressed you made it, Sesshomaru. I can't believe you sacrificed your life for a mere prostitute."

Eyes widened, I heard Naraku's words form like venom, trying to process reality in any way, shape, or form. What did Naraku mean Sesshomaru sacrificed his life? What did he…the bullet, the bullet didn't hit me. But then that means… "No," I quietly said,"No, Sesshomaru."

"I'm guessing you don't have the five million?" Naraku questioned.

Ignoring him, Sesshomaru peered over his shoulder; those golden eyes were no longer vibrant, but dull and pale. He didn't have much time.

"Naraku, you will learn to never harm Rin again," Sesshomaru articulated with no struggle.

"You're indeed a fool. I can see that my bullet is weakening your body. You have no time left.

"I have enough time to kill you," he snarled, tackling him.

There was a large amount of dark, crimson liquid where Sesshomaru stood. "Oh god." They were battling. Sesshomaru had along, glowing green whip out, whipping at Naraku's form every chance he had. Naraku was…floating? Huh, I never knew he could float. However, it was the…giant, disgusting tentacles growing out of his body. Urgency to vomit- evident. Disturbing as it may be, I had to stop Naraku from attacking. But how?

A creaking sound above me averted my attention. Glancing up, the two ton truck slowly was losing the battle against gravity. If I didn't get out of this chair, I would be road kill.

I adjusted my hands straight, trying to twist through the bonds. The rough rope scratched my skin, leaving a bare red mark from the amount of effort put into escaping. "Don't give up," I murmured. "Come on, come on," I whispered, squeezing my right wrist through.

Ignoringthe burningand the small amounts of blood oozing, I began to work on the other bond. Another loud creaking came from above. The truck had fallen a few feet and now drew nearer.

My blood pumped. Heart raced. My left hand squeezed through the tight rope. I breathed out, wiggling my fingers. Freedom! They were screaming freedom! My wrists were bleeding, but FREEDOM!

Another creak, louder than before, shot through my ears like an alarm clock waking me up on Monday morning. Quickly undoing the knot on my ankels, I knew I only had a half a minute at least. "Please," I begged, finally getting the knot loose.

Naraku didn't seem to notice my quick escape from the bonds. Good, that gave me a chance to get revenge. All I needed was a weapon.

Mildly distracted by my brain and trying to find a weapon, I didn't see the truck lose its battle with gravity and plummet to the earth. I jumped away-opposite side of the room and away from the battle- as my life flashed before my eyes. Well what do you know, it finally happened. The truck landed with a loud crash, its empty shell breaking into pieces. I sighed in relief after seeing there was no engine inside. There was a pause on the other side. I couldn't see because of the piece of metal in my view. However, something in my head told me not to show myself.

"NO!" Sesshomaru yelled.

"It seems you were too late to save her. Pitty," Naraku said.

"Damn you!"

I grew angry from hearing Naraku's vigilant, but annoying voice, and Sesshomaru's now raspy words. I needed to act fast.

"Hello Sweetheart," a low whisper breathed in my ear.

Before I could react, my mouth was covered by a smelly hand. I struggled, but stopped suddenly when a knife pressed up against my throat.

"Got you now, bitch," He hissed. "Hmmm...I have an idea, I'll forgive you for spitting in my face earlier if you entertain me with your mouth? Sound good?"

"Not on your life," I hissed. Then I did the most unexpected thing. I never knew I had the guts to do it either. Yeah, I kicked him in the balls.

He toppled over, holding his junk. I spotted a shovel a few feet away and grabbed it, hitting him over the head, and knocking him unconscious.

Acting fast, I patted my hand on his body, searching for any weapons beside a rusted steak knife. Then I found a fiveseven hidden under the waistline of his jeans. Halleluiah.

I peeked from behind the rubble, seeing Sesshomaru and Naraku still fighting. Small pieces of the building were falling off from the amount of power these two held. Even injured, Sesshomaru fought breavely. Still, the wound was bleeding and he was slowly loosing energy.

I came up from behind the truck, aiming the gun point blank at Naraku's head. My teeth clenched tight, waiting for the moment to strike. I found one, and took it.

The bullet shot through faster than speed of sound. It felt like minutes, but a mere half a second later, Naraku fell to the ground, blood pooling from his head. Eyes widened, now lifeless. Chest still. It was over.

I breathed hard.I had just killed someone. I dropped the gun and stepped away. That was when I saw Sesshomaru drop with exhaustion onto his knees. I rushed over, glancing at his white, now red, torn shirt. The bullet wound puncturing the silk cloth like it was air and buried itself inhis body.

"Rin…" he breathed, clearly exhausted.

"Shhh, don't speak."

His hand touched my cheek. "You're safe," he whispered, half smiling.

Our foreheads touched. I could feel the high fever radiating off his body. I leaned into his hand, covering it with mine. I sniffed, tears falling down my shut eyes. I could hear low breathing coming from him and his hands grew colder. I opened my eyes and cried, "No…no…Sesshomaru! Stay with me!" His eyes did not open and his soft breathing stilled, telling me he had passed. "No! Sesshomaru! Please come back!"

I pulled his body to mine, and buried his head in my chest. Closing my eyes, I rocked back and forth, praying this was just a dream."Please," I whispered. "Please wake up."

"Ms. Mori."A voice rang through the air.

"Please," I repeated.

"Ms. Mori." I had no idea who was calling my name, but now wasn't the time. "Ms. Mori!" Why was the voice so demanding?

I shot my eyes open and blinked, I knew at once it was my brain tricking me, it had to be. What I was seeing was an illusion. Standing in front of me, fully dressed and cleaned was Sesshomaru. And the weird thing, I was back in the office sitting on my desk.

Sesshomaru eyed me curiously. I glanced around the room to see it was no dream. This was reality, which means what I just saw was…dammit, it happened again. Good going, Rin. And right in the middle of kissing him too!

I was a mess. My hair looked like I had blow dried the crap out of it, my glasses were officially broken and laid in pieces across the room, and my black and white dress was now wrinkled and ruined. Well wasn't this nice and awkward.

"Ms. Mori." Yeah, I had been caught daydreaming once again. Oh dear, that was once awful daydream. Sexual, but very awful and realistic daydream. Why did I daydream myself as a drugged prostitute? Ugh, I think it was time to see a psychiatrist. Sesshomaru has been working me way too hard. "You were daydreaming again, correct?"

"Uh…" oh crap, now I was definitely going to get fired. Way to go Rin. Stupid Mondays, I blame it all on you! "No," I lied, hiding my red cheeks.

"Hn, don't forget to send me the rest of the documents for the meeting today," He said, sternly.

Retreated back into his office, he left me positioned on the desk, and asking myself one very important question.

What in the world just happened?

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