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In the chalet
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All alone in the bedroom of the log cabin, Rin circled both arms round her knees, scrunching herself tightly into a ball. Her hazels still clung to the door where the boy had exited mere minutes ago. Sesshoumaru was not his usual self that night. The girl remembered him as one who was gentle and slow, always patient when waiting for her to get into the mood of things. But tonight, he was like a stranger, one who was desperate, as though frenziedly seeking to prove something. His rough passion was rare, though Rin did not really mind. But what had hurt the girl most was that he just took leave after he was done. He did not even wait for her to get changed. Neither did he help her with the task she was supposed to be at when he had interrupted.
Rin breathed out a long sigh as she wished that he would talk more about how he was feeling, what was bothering him. She would listen. She would really like to know. Really.
Silently suppressing her tears of confusion and lost, she gathered her clothes, swiftly slipping into them and dragged herself down the wooden steps to the kitchen to pick up the drinks.
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At the barbeque pit
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Once they had their free time, the basketball boys did not wait long before they crowded around the dark hair girl, fighting with one another to offer her food and drinks. Next to the charcoaled grill, the heinous girl stared at the over enthusiasm of the male hormones, smirking and grumbling to herself as she poked into the fire.
"This is ridiculous! What's so great about that Sara anyway?" Unable to stand it any further, she complained to the one beside her. "I don't understand why you guys just like those sweet looking girls who are brainless air heads."
Naraku himself had about enough of her bickering as well. He looked away, seemingly displeased. "Isn't it the same for your girls? Girls usually like bad boys, don't they?"
His comment got Kagura's glare focused on him instead. Her eyes flew wide as if on fire, holding up a huge bottle of vinegar. "If you're feeling sour about something, why don't you drink this up, boost it up!"
Smacking his lips as he rolled his eyes, Naraku took over the bottle, swinging it in front of her face challenging her. "Why don't we take half each?"
The heinous girl slammed her palm on the table, sending tremors to all the items on it. "What's wrong with you the whole damn day? Are you trying to pick a fight?"
Seeing that he didn't achieve the right effects from the girl he liked, Naraku merely blew a sigh as he confessed. "I-I just started to think that… if I were stronger…. If I were to behave badly and had an attitude… then… perhaps… some things may just turn out differently from what they are now…"
Kagura swallowed as she finally understood everything, why he had acted like that. That stupid idiot! He wanted to act like Sesshoumaru.
Her thoughts were suddenly put to a halt with the boy tugging on her arms as if excitedly. She turned, realizing that he was pointing ecstatically heavenward. "Kagura, Kagura… look! There's a shooting star! Quick! Make a wish!" Without waiting for her, he laced her fingers into the praying position and closed his eyes, sincerely proceeding with his wishing.
The girl smirked. He's surely still a long way from coming close to Sesshoumaru. "Childish!" A single word comment spilled from her mouth as the boy opened her eyes.
He bit his lips, slightly embarrassed as he scratched his head, chuckling to himself. "Ha ha… yah right. I guess cool guys don't believe in shooting stars."
"What wish did you make?" She asked reflexively, noticing the boy's blush.
"Erm… I-I… erm… wish that… you…"
"I changed my mind. I'm not interested to know." She turned, hiding her face from him as she laughed silently.
The two paused as they saw Sesshoumaru walking towards them. He did not make an attempt to stop to chat when he passed by. He stopped only at a secluded corner beside some low shrubs, sitting himself there on the soft turf. His mind was far away, his ambers fixed on the path where he had returned from.
Rin… What's taking her so long to return?
Even on his way back to the dinner area, Sesshoumaru had begun to regret not waiting for his girl. He didn't know why he had left her behind. He had never done that to her before, knowing that girls hated guys to take leave right after the heat of passion. It makes them feel …cheap.
Sesshoumaru's heart pinched, not wanting to even think of that word for another painful second. No, Rin should never think of herself like this. She's not that at all. She's much more to him… much more… She was everything he'd never dare to hope he'll ever possess…such sweetness, innocence…brilliance…
Should he go back to look for her? What if…Did something happen to her? The boy's mind was filled overlapping accusations and questions that made him increasingly tensed and worried about the one he loved.
Taking in a long heavy breath, he crunched his fist, standing up as he made a decision to look for Rin. He only took a step, then, stopped noting the familiar lithe form of the girl coming down the stony steps. She did not look his way, giving that ever acknowledging smile. In fact, she didn't look at anyone. Putting down the drinks into the cooler, she strode to the end of the path, seated herself next to the riverside, watching the wavy image of the crescent moon reflected upon the ripples of the waters.
Sesshoumaru watched her intently, taking down the girl's every gesture and her obviously crestfallen mood. He also knew that she hadn't had anything to eat all night. It was so common for Rin to take care of everyone else before thinking about herself. She was always doing things like this and making him worry. His ambers narrowed at the thought of that. He had always struggled with a love-hate feel about that part of her character, but he just couldn't bring himself to be angry with her that night.
Should he get her something to eat? An internal battle fought within the boy, his pride getting in the way of things most of the time, but he didn't take long to decide on that one. He got up, gathered some nice sticks of yaki tori (Japanese Kebab) which he thought Rin might like and a small can of drink before starting in her direction.
He only managed a few steps but as he neared her, someone else was already there! Someone else had gone ahead of him to the girl, HIS girl! His pupils didn't need to dilate to know who it was.
"Rin…." The girl turned, her eyes peering blanking at the one was had just called her name.
"Miroku-ni-chan." She tried a smile but it didn't work and he obviously noticed.
"You didn't eat anything yet. Aren't you hungry?" He implored rather casually at first but when the girl shook her head, his brows furrowed. "You should eat a little." He fished out a can of chocolate milk, handing it to the girl. "Or drink this at least."
Obligingly, Rin took over the can, sipping it slowly. She looked up when she heard him chuckled light heartedly.
"You know, Rin, when I first met you a couple of days back, I really thought that you haven't changed a bit." Miroku's eyes scrutinized the girl before him with a hint of concern. "But now I realized that you did change. I began to see a sort of difficult and complicated expression on your face, something that I've never seen before."
"Really?" Rin heaved a laugh, sounding unnatural and strained.
"I guessed that the reason could be, perhaps, through these years, your emotional state and way of life had changed drastically." He looked as though waiting for a response. He'd wished she would share why but she didn't.
"Well, I think you're the one who hadn't changed at all, Miroku-ni-chan." Rin tried a laugh, this time, much more successful. "You're still so sensitive, caring and matured…. unlike…." She stopped, leaving the sentence unfinished, bearing in mind carefully the consequences of revealing too much even to this young man before her, someone who was once like a brother to her.
Miroku picked up the ends of her statement though she did not say the name. He knew who she was referring to. But perhaps, what was most important was not to talk to her about this person but to help her lift up some of those downcast spirits. He did a little sprint back to the dinner table and was back with a couple of paper bags. He flashed them in front of the girl, grinning. "Do you remember this?" He winked.
A soft smile appeared on the girl's face at the sight of that familiar item, something that was a secret only between the two of them.
Flashback
At the ringing of the doorbell, Rin trotted up to the door turning the knob and flinging it open. Seeing her tutor before her, she presented her best smile.
"Who are you looking for?" She pretended not to know him.
"I'm looking for my student, Rin." Miroku played along with a wide grin. "I heard that she has a very different math test tomorrow, so…." He fished out a pile of paper bags. "I thought she might need FIVE of these!"
Rin's youthful chuckles filled the air. "No, I need…." She brought up both her hands, signaling the number with her slender fingers. "SIX!"
"Of course I remember!" Coming back to the present from her memories, Rin took one of the paper bags, blowing it up into a huge balloon. She waited till the young man did the same and together they chanted.
"ONE! TWO! THREE!" They smashed the bag onto each other's heads, genuine laughter filling the air as Sesshoumaru watched on from a corner.
"Oh! I didn't manage to break it." Rin puffed her lips as she chuckled on, noticing that Miroku was just looking at her, saying nothing at first.
"Finally…." He started. "You're smiling. I miss that on you nowadays." He threw her another wink as he noted the girl getting all silent once again. He passed her another bag. "If one isn't enough, perhaps, you need another?" He offered but Rin shook her head. He merely grinned. "Your smile… is the most important thing to me."
In the darkness, Sesshoumaru flung the paper plate in his hand into the nearest bin, his ambers filled with malice and jealousy as he looked on. Rin, his Rin was being consoled by another. She was being soothed by another. She was finding comfort in being with another man. He found himself going in circles with these threatening thoughts, not getting anywhere and he could do nothing about it, nothing more than just standing at a side, watching his girl being courted by another. Helpless. For once, he felt… helpless.
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On the bus
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Inuyasha stood up and moved to the front of the huge vehicle, tapping the microphone to test it before he spoke into it. He did a little wave to everyone on board, catching their attention.
"Erm… everyone… besides Sesshoumaru, who's going back by himself, I thank you for coming to this trip and participating in all the trainings. I hope that it has been a fulfilling three days for you. And thank you, Miroku-sensei for joining us and sharing your expertise with us. Thank you everyone and enjoy that rest of the journey back."
The applause ended and the captain returned to his seat, passing by Kagura and Naraku. The heinous girl passed several glances at the boy beside her but he did not look up even once. Finally, not able to wait any longer, she heaved a loud audible sigh, her palm reaching for his and her fingers laced with his holding his hand tightly.
Completely taken by this pleasant suggestive surprise, the boy bit his lips, concealing his elation. She's saying…. yes to me? Finally? He laughed silently to himself. So, wishing upon a shooting star really makes your wish come true. Ha ha ha ha….
Rin gave a little polite smile to Sara, then, looked outside the window. She was hoping to see Sesshoumaru within a distance away but to no avail.
Rin's narration
The outdoor trip had come to an end…. But our uncertain hearts seemed still on a rocky road…. Still seeking to find a way to move on….
On the road bursting at full speed, the boy's mind was solely on one thing, or rather, one person, Rin. Why had he behaved so badly toward her? He didn't understand and cursed himself bitterly. Surely, the girl didn't do anything that even came close to a betrayal. And that little conversation she had with the young coach, Sesshoumaru knew, indirectly, he was responsible for allowing Miroku that chance to get to Rin. If he had stayed by her side, if he hadn't just abandoned her in the room after sex, he would be the one soothing her. It was all in his mind, and he must convince himself stop all this already.
There right on the spot, he concluded he needed to do something… and fast. He will not just sit around and let some old flame of his girl get all the chance to be near her in the bus. He will take back what's his. NOW!
Sesshoumaru twisted the acceleration knob of his Harley, racing after the bus just a few miles ahead. He blasted the horn three times, then screeching to a halt right in front the vehicle, forcing it to come to an unexpected stop.
Everyone in the bus screamed at the top of their voices, clinging onto the railing as if for their dear lives. Rin squinted as she spotted a dark figure beckoning the bus driver to open the door. She gasped as the boy hopped onto the bus. Sara was just too happy to see Sesshoumaru as well. She jumped up, wanting to start toward him but his stare brought her actions to a freeze. Everyone, including Miroku watched as the spotlight fell on the boy who marched steadily toward the girl at the very end.
"We're living in the same house, aren't we?" He spoke rather plainly. "Why are we going home separately?" He passed her a glance but Rin was too shocked to respond. Finally, Sesshoumaru gave a loud sigh. "Well, get up and we'll be on our way."
Immediately, Rin scurried to her feet, her still shaking hands grabbing the bag next to her but the boy took over the weight instead. Coolly, he led her as they both walked down the bus in full view of the entire team, including the coach and the supposedly fiancé.
As the door closed, Naraku slapped his lap, cheering loudly for his leader. "Yeh! That's the way, Sesshy!" He blinked his eyes girlishly at the heinous girl beside him, then leaning his head on her shoulder, snuggling into it in the most feminine manner.
As he reached his bike, Sesshoumaru's head dipped to the girl by his side. Rin wasn't looking at him directly and there was a strange sense of discomfort surrounding her. The boy's heart ached at the sight, knowing that it was his fault but still, apologizing was never his style, no matter how concerned he was about how she was feeling. At the corner of his ambers, he caught her shivering in the coolness of the morning.
"Are you cold?" Tenderly, he placed his jacket over her form, shifting to stand beside her in a position that would block her from the oncoming breeze. He felt a little more at ease when the girl's eyes met his. But her hazels were lifeless, clearly a sign of lack of sleep. "Are you hungry? Do you want to grab a bite before we go home? Y-You didn't eat anything last night." He ended with almost a shy whisper.
Rin smiled, finally, touched by his concern. Sesshoumaru, he knew. He still… cares about me…. "I don't really feel like eating." She stopped, noting his not-so-pleased expression and she continued. "But some hot cocoa would be nice."
After a moment of silence, Sesshoumaru nodded as he held her tiny hand in his, leading her to a nearby café. Rin tightened her fingers as she laced hers with his, managing a little grin.
Rin's narration
As the bus reaches its destination…. I wonder… if our individual hearts, Sesshoumaru, Sara and I…. would eventually find our places.
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In a coffee house
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Miroku offered a little smile greeting the lovely lady coming to his side with two cups of coffee in her hands. Her ocean blue eyes fluttered as she placed the hot beverage on the table, then, proceeded to sit down to join him. As the wind blew against her long black curls, she leisurely circled them into a bun, fastening it with a pin.
"Here, the way you like it, no milk, just a cube of sugar." She spoke rather casually, but yet not so. "So, have you met your sensei's daughter?"
Miroku nodded and she continued. "So, how'd it go?"
"What do you mean?" The young coach was a little clouded by the question.
"I mean, if you still have that special feeling for her after meeting her again." She elaborated, a hint of her true emotion slowly revealing itself to him.
"It's not like that, I mean, Rin and I." He laughed.
"Really, it's not what I see from your reactions towards her." She regretted instantly making that statement, one that sounded too much like envy. But she couldn't help it.
"What are you implying, Sango?" He chuckled again, though he did not look into her eyes directly. "It's so not like you to interrogate me like this."
Sango heaved a sigh, pretending to laugh. "Really, you mentioned that next week's her birthday and I know it's not a mere coincidence that you had chosen to return to her side on her twentieth birthday."
Miroku laughed on, his act of playing cool wasn't deceiving his best friend. "I… I just want to see her again… that's all."
Sango pouted. "Alright then, give me your wallet." Her slender hand raised up to him, asking for the item.
"Why do you want my wallet for?" Miroku stood up slightly, reaching into his back pocket, then, handing the object to the girl.
Elegantly, she opened the wallet, flashing the photo from within to his face, the photo of him and… Rin. "If what you say is true…" She passed him a wink. "Then, change this picture to mine."
Miroku's eyes narrowed at the idea. "A photo doesn't mean anything." He simply said but she was unconvinced.
"No, I disagree." Her tone was gentle, sensuous. "I think this photo represents waiting, hope." Noting that she had silenced him, she began again. "When I first met you three years ago, I already knew that there was a girl called Rin in your heart and you're waiting for her to grow up. So, I was very patient with you."
Miroku's sigh stopped her for a moment. "It's not like what you think, Sango." He shook his head weakly.
The young lady laughed. "Actually, you don't to answer to me, unless, you can deny it to yourself." She took a sip from her cappuccino and shook her head. "Coffee need to be taken at the right temperature for the taste to be right…. And at many times, people are so too… when you feel the warmth between two persons in a relationship." Their eyes met and she continued. "Miroku, little girls will change and grow up. I'm the one who'll always be by your side, the one who understands you the best."
"Miroku!" Suddenly, a high pitched voice interrupted the conversation, shocking the young man into looking up to that direction where it came from. Sango's eyes followed his line of vision, falling instantly on a middle aged lady in a bright red coat.
"Is that someone you know?" She asked, her voice still feminine and ever so gentle.
"She's the one I've told you about, my sensei's wife, Rin's mother." Finishing his sentence, he stood up, strolling toward her, starting a chat as the young lady watched on, at the same time, deeply in her musings.
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In the Inu-house
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After a nice hot bath and a nap, Rin tied her waist-long hair simply into a crooked ponytail, sitting languidly on the couch in the living room. Her head was lowered as more of the happenings at the trip flowed back to her, mainly the confessions of Sara now that things got slightly back on line with her and the boy.
From the kitchen, Sesshoumaru came up to her, sitting himself comfortably on the chair next to her. "Is anything bothering my ne-san again?" He picked up her inner torments easily and though he was concerned, he kept his tone composed.
"No, it's nothing." The girl replied, not raising her head to meet his gaze.
"Right then." Seemingly cool, he sat down and began to flip the daily newspapers for a leisure read.
"Sessh…" She began only with a whisper but he was eager to listen.
"Mmm…." He answered, waiting for her to continue.
"About Sara-san, how do you intend to settle things with her?" Rin finally brought her greatest fears and even as she awaited his reply, she was nervously pulling bits of skin off her finger.
"Settle what? I don't understand the question." His tone was too indifferent and the girl was getting more frustrated though she tried her best to suppress it.
"I-I heard her saying that she likes you…" She said, distinctly agitated. "That y-you're the one who saved her. You're the one she was looking for."
With a wry smile, he briefly arranged the papers, slipping them into the magazine rack, then, moving to sit on the ledge of her chair. "So?"
Rin stood up in protest, her eyes beginning to see red. "What do you mean 'So'? Don't you think I should be the one asking you that?"
"Are you worried?" The corner of his ambers tinkled with a hint of mischief.
The girl's cheeks flushed instantly, no matter how much she didn't wish it. "Who says I'm worried?" She fidgeted uneasily, not wanting him to see through her, but see through he did. "And I'm certainly not jealous if that's what you're thinking."
Sesshoumaru watched her through slitted eyes, laughing internally. So, she IS jealous, my Rin. "Don't worry." He concealed his elation too well, his tone staying bland. "I think… it'll be good if you get used to this sort of things… girls confessing their love and admiration for me openly."
Rin squeezed her fist till they were whitened as her lips puffed up like a goldfish. "You seem rather arrogant about this!"
He rolled his eyes, remembering something which affected him greatly as well, wanting to get back at her. "Well, if you're in a sullen mood again, you can follow what the Oji-san has taught you, go pop some paper bags."
Instantly, the girl's eyes twinkled as she pointed an accusing finger at him. "HA! You're the one who's getting all jealous!" Sesshoumaru stared back blankly. "And you even called Miroku-ni-chan an uncle. You're so rude. He's just matured." Rin folded her arms but found herself suddenly pressed onto the couch.
"YES! I'm immature… so what?" The boy pounced up and attacked her with a series of tickles and pinches on her nose as she screamed for help.
"AHHHHHH! SESSH… LET ME GO!" She struggled and struggled, not able to fight his strength. His body was pressed heavily and heatedly on hers, not granting her space for escape.
"Do you surrender…. Do you…." He teased and persisted in his attacks.
Suddenly, the door swung open and the two of them froze.
Izayoi stood speechless as she watched the two so intimately playing on the couch, one on top of the other, their skin and hair, ebony against silver, meshed in an entangled manner together. "Rin, Sesshy, you two are …."
Instantly, the young lovers freed themselves, adjusted their clothes consciously. Their hearts pounded almost audibly as they awaited her verdict. Will she suspect anything? They were too close, too passionate to be just siblings. Has she found out about them? Rin gulped while Sesshoumaru kept his composure as much as he could.
After a long moment of silence, Izayoi broke out into an echoing laughter as her hand moved to cover her mouth. "Wow!" She looked amazed and…. actually quite happy. "It's so different when you have a boy in the house. It's so wonderful to have a family where the brother and sister play together so joyously."
Sesshoumaru let out a chuckle of relief. "Err… Aunty… you're…err… an amazingly…err… observant lady indeed." He finished, feeling instantly a pinch from behind. He peered at Rin, who threw him a deathly stare back.
"I'm going to prepare dinner now." Not noticing anything out of the ordinary, Izayoi placed the two paper bags in her hands onto the kitchen top. Just as Rin began to calm down from the fright, her heart rate raced again as she heard her mom squeal, calling her name. "Rin, you didn't tell me…."
The girl jumped to a stand still as her mom pointed a seemingly accusing finger at her. She gulped silently as Izayoi continued. "You didn't tell me about Miroku!"
"Oh." Rin heaved another sigh of relief.
"And you didn't say that he was teaching in your school." Her mom sighed shaking her head at her own daughter's forgetfulness but Rin's hazels were fixed worriedly on the boy beside her.
Damn! Mom! Why do you have to bring up Miroku-ni-chan in front of Sessh? She gulped as Sesshoumaru flashed her a narrowed eye. What she did not know was that things were about to get all the more worse.
"Oh and Rin, I've invited Miroku to our house on your birthday." Izayoi stated casually as she took out the items in the bags.
"AHH! Mom!" Rin raced to her mother's side, her hands pressed agitatedly onto the table. "Why did you make such important decisions all by yourself?"
Izayoi lifted a curious eye at her daughter who was seemingly getting nervous though she didn't understand why. "I thought you'll love the idea. Didn't you always say you wanted to be Miroku's wife when you grow up?"
Rin's heart ceased for a whole three seconds. "IMPOSSIBLE!"
"What impossible?" Izayoi laughed, not knowing the already disastrous effects she had caused. "I have proof."
The girl's face turned white as ghost as the boy skipped to their side, his face emotionless but his eyes told that he was about to explode like an atomic bomb. "Aunty, what's for dinner?" He merely said but Rin thought she could have died that instance.
"Spicy hot pot! Isn't it wonderful?" Izayoi chuckled, turning her back to the sink and pouring out the vegetables as the boy nodded politely. What an appropriate meal to stir up the heat of things! Sesshoumaru thought to himself as he flashed a smile at Rin, who instantly hide her face out of pure terror.
Erk! She flinched at the boy's expression. What a scary smile! She swallowed hard.
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At the dinner table
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"Such a nice sumptuous dinner. What a pity Sho has a business appointment tonight." Izayoi's heart and mind were all on the food as she went about eating away. She hadn't noticed that her two kids were not touching what was on the table at all. They were merely looking at each other.
The corner of Sesshoumaru's lips lifted in a fake smile as he began. "Aunty, you were saying just now that ne-san was involved with her teacher when she was younger."
Rin instantly choked on the fishball she just put inside her mouth. She coughed it out tediously. The boy's ambers fell upon her suspiciously. "Are you alright? You're sweating." With a heinous smile, he passed her a piece of tissue paper which she took uneasily.
"Yes, you're right on!" Izayoi apparently was not helping matter. "She was in love with her teacher. She even took a vow that she'll marry no one but Miroku."
"Is that so?" Sesshoumaru's eyes turned green in a pinnacle of rage and jealousy. But his expressions were still cool and composed.
"Mom, that's not true!" Rin shook her head violently, mainly for the boy to see.
"Who says it isn't true?" The middle aged mother was completely oblivious. "I have proof." She repeated, getting up her chair and disappeared up the stairs.
"Mom, what are you doing?" The girl asked nervously, daring only to take a peek at the smiling boy. She gulped again. Indeed, Sesshoumaru looked much more scary when he was smiling than when he's not.
"How interesting… where this is going… isn't it, gal?" He said in Izayoi's absence. "I didn't know you had the intention to marry someone else all along."
SHIT! The one syllable word exploded in the girl's head as she shook her head even more vigorously at the boy, her whole body breaking out in cold sweat.
As if situations could not sink a new depth, Izayoi flipped open a pink colored booklet, showing the boy who eyed at it with deepen malice. "Look, this was Rin's diary at that time. In it were all her sweet memories of her time with Miroku." She chanted innocently but the girl stood up instantly stretching for her dear life to grab onto the book. "Mom, stop babbling nonsense!"
Before Rin could get to it, Sesshoumaru snatched the tiny item, looking through intently as he nodded and smiled pretentiously. The girl swallowed and swallowed till she could swallow no more.
"Isn't Rin so cute then?" Izayoi was pointing seemingly at some past pictures that the girl couldn't make out from her end of the dining table. She could only look on, her heart felt like on rocks. She knew they were all pictures of her and Miroku.
"Yes, she's so cute." The boy nodded as he sighed as if politely. "How I wish I'd known her then."
"Return it to me!" Rin wanted to grab the book while they weren't paying attention but Sesshoumaru was simply too fast for her. His lips puffed slightly at her attempt though he purposefully didn't look her way.
"Oh yes, Rin." Her mother had something else she had decided without the girl's consent (as if for the umpteenth time it's not already bad enough). "I've told Miroku that you'll accompany him to visit our old home tomorrow."
"WHAT!" Rin was about to have a heart attack. She really felt weak and faint, her throat dry and uncomfortable. "Why are you making decisions like this by yourself again?"
"Izayoi just sighed. "Well, he wanted to visit our old place to remember your father and I thought it'll be nice if you could go with him." She flashed her a wink. "Then, you two can relive some of those wonderful childhood memories together."
At that last sentence, Sesshoumaru's eyes instantly shot up threateningly at the girl and Rin caught the underlying sentiments. She looked away, silent and rather helpless to get out of the situation as her mom had already agreed to everything herself.
"Oh, Rin, I almost forgot to tell you…" Izayoi only started and Rin took in a deep breath, preparing for what could be worse. There's no telling how bad things could be anymore. She gave up trying to worry about it. "I think Miroku has a girlfriend, a very pretty one too. Rin, don't be upset, okay? I think she's the owner of a coffee house."
That was like a beautiful rainbow after a week-long storm. Rin found her pulse rate instantly calmer as she sat down. "Mom, didn't I tell you always to say what's most important?" The girl peered purposefully at the boy, as if saying to him Does that make you feel better?
But no, Sesshoumaru did not once look up at her, though he had also heard that last sentence. He was silently huffing away and Rin carried on eating, not the least able to find taste in the food.
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Outside Sesshoumaru's room
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Rin's pace brought her several times to and fro outside the boy's room late in the night when her mom had fallen asleep. Whenever she thought of Sesshoumaru's expressions if he was reading her diary, her heart beat would shoot to an erratic peak. She wished so much to explain, just that he didn't give her that chance. He'd returned to his room with the item right after dinner without a word.
Rin stopped momentarily in front of his door, her hand in the air and wanting to knock but she held back, hesitating. Yet the unrest was killing her.
Finally, she couldn't take it any further. She lightly knocked at the door twice. "Sessh…"
There was no answer though the boy heard her from the other side of the door. His ambers turned focusing on the pink object on his study table, as if willing it into smithereens. With full force, he slammed on it hard before heading to the door and flinging it open. He peered around, only to see that the girl had seated herself on the chair just outside their rooms.
Slowly, Rin's hazels moved up to meet his apologetically as she pulled her knees closer to herself on the chair.
"Why are you sitting here?" He implored plainly.
"I thought that perhaps I could catch you coming out later for a snack." She replied, biting her lips, immensely contrite.
"Isn't it freezing out here?" His tone hinted he was slightly concerned. "Aren't you cold?"
Without moving her gaze, Rin held up her hand, revealing the boy's gift to her. She had put it on to keep warm but the other end, belonging to Sesshoumaru, was swinging invitingly, unoccupied.
The boy's heart softened a significant degree instantly. With a soft sigh, he wriggled his hand into the glove as both stood leaning against the wall in between their bedroom. They kept their silence for a lengthen time, Rin being the first to break it.
"The diary…" She only managed two words and Sesshoumaru intercepted her, though not accusingly.
"You want to relive some of the wonderful sweet memories?" His tone was calm. "It's in my room. You can go get it if you want."
But Rin just didn't. She just smiled gently. "That was long ago, before I met Sessh. At that time, I remembered about having throbbing pulses, romantic imaginations, about being shy and also…. beautiful aspirations for the future." She looked out of the window as though deep in remembrance. "And all those feelings were real, I don't wish to deny it. But after I met you…"
"What about after meeting me?" Rolling his eyes, he landed his gaze on the girl, waiting for her answer.
"After meeting you, I realized that I didn't regret first having developed feelings for Miroku-ni-chan, then Inuyasha…" She admitted truthfully.
"You don't regret?" Sesshoumaru's ambers thinned into a slit, his tone increasingly threatening not understanding where that was going.
With the tenderest smile, Rin lurched forward, holding up their joint woolen glove, her eyes finally searched his fervently, lovingly. "Because it made me discover that the feeling here…." She gave his palm a squeeze. "…is the warmest and to me, holds the greatest significance."
Sesshoumaru's tension relaxed at that admission as he returned her gaze with his own passionate one. He listened intently.
"But every time I see how angry you are, I got really worried and confused…"
"Who says I'm angry?" He intercepted her almost immediately, a little embarrassed, looking away slightly.
But Rin merely fixed her firm hazels on him, noting down his every reaction knowingly. "Or when I see that you're acting cool and pretending you don't care with that expressionless face of yours…I just feel like laughing…"
"Hey! Enough!" Sesshoumaru's voice raised as his cheeks tinted red but Rin persisted on.
"And because there's comparison… it made me realize …who is the person I'd be in love my entire life…" She finished, feeling much better as she had said what she wanted to.
Sesshoumaru took a silent moment, merely regarding the girl before him with an immensity mixed with deep passion and comfort. Then, he brought her to him tightly in an embrace, his mouth pressing on hers, locking in a kiss that took her very breath away. She caught his lips eagerly, sucking gently as she opened her seams inviting his entrance. Sesshoumaru took his time, leisurely letting his tongue touch and circled round hers and as their kiss deepened with every stroke, neither cared that they were standing in the corridor. Neither cared if they were seen accidentally. For that moment, time belonged only to them…for them.
When they finally broke away from each other, Sesshoumaru stuck close, pressing his temple against hers as they took a moment, panting and catching their breath. Rin's cheeks were completely flushed and as she lifted her eyes to meet his, the boy let off a soft chuckle at the sight of his girl getting all aroused by his kiss.
In an instant, Rin's eyes twinkled with excitement. "Erm… Sessh… you're not angry anymore?" She gave him a little peck on his nose and then winked. "So… erm… canIgetbackmydiarynow ?" She finished like a speedy bullet, nodding expectantly.
In a second, Sesshoumaru slipped his hand out of the glove. "No way." Swiftly, he dashed back into his room, slamming and cutting off her entrance as Rin screamed running after him, only to get her nose bumped by the closed door.
"HEY! Do you know it's rude and totally unethical to read someone else's diary?" She chucked both her hands under her waist, totally frustrated. "SESSHOUMARU! GIVE ME MY DIARY BACK!" She gave the door one hard bang for every word in that last statement to no avail.
Suddenly, the boy swung open the door, surprising Rin to the max. He spoke only plainly. "I've not even read it yet. How can I return it to you?"
With that, he slammed the door shut again, his voice echoed from the other end. "After I finished everything, I'll decide whether to throw it away, tear it up into shreds or to burn it into nothing but black ash!"
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In Sesshoumaru's room
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Taking one deep breath to brace himself, Sesshoumaru walked toward the little pink book on his table. He flipped to the first page but not before swallowing a lump down his throat. He had expected the worst but what he was about to read did much more to him than he imagined.
Rin's diary
Today, I danced my first dance with Miroku-ni-chan… I felt that life is just too beautiful…
With an exploding growl, he smashed the book to the furthest end of the room, watching as the fragile pages flew apart, the rings that held them together broke under the power of his throw.
Rin's first dance was with that… THAT SCRUM! His ambers had turned completely blood red at that thought. Nevermind, he consoled himself. What's most important is that her first time in bed, making love… it was with him. Yes, he was the first to touch her intimately and therefore, she belonged to him and him only. He gasped. What about kissing? Was he the first too? Or was it that….The suspicion was killing him but he could do nothing about it. He had never asked Rin and she didn't say anything giving him her first kiss.
He took another breath, a huge internal war waged within him whether to continue reading… and read on he did.
Rin's diary
Today, I did terribly for my Math test. Fortunately, Miroku-ni-chan was here to let me smash paper bags onto his head. Ha ha. And he didn't even flinch when it burst. When he smashed his on me, instead of feeling pain, I felt so happy… like heaven…
Sesshoumaru threw that particular page onto the carpet, jumping and stepping on it with both his feet until his heart sooth a little…but not till it was totally ruined and crumpled.
But… read on he persisted.
Rin's diary
Today, I read a love story and the hero inside resembles so much of Miroku-ni-chan, intelligent, sporty and has a good heart. Oh! Only if I could become the heroine, then, my life would be so colorful like the rainbow….
The boy made it triply sure that page received its rightful and appropriate death sentence. But still, he read on.
Rin's diary
Oh God, I beg of you. Please let every girl that Miroku-ni-chan come across be as ugly as pigs with brains like balloons containing nothing but air. And PLEASEEEEEEE… Let me grow up real quickly… because my greatest aspiration…. is to become Miroku-ni-chan's bride!
With both his hands tightened into a fist, Sesshoumaru boxed with all his might into the wall, screaming his head off with rage.
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In Rin's room
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Rin peered at the clock next on the bedside table, her eyes about to close as fatigue crept in on her slowly. Three in the morning… Looks like Sessh isn't going to come over. He's probably still mad. She heaved a helpless sigh, closing her hazels as she dozed off.
In a half dream state, suddenly, the girl felt someone climbing on her bed. With a start, her eyes flew open and was almost about to scream when she realized who it was.
"Sessh…" She sat down, still feeling sorry toward him. However, all that was in her diary was her past and even she wished she could change it, she couldn't.
"You don't look too pleased to have me here." He flipped up the sheets and settled himself beside her in the most practiced manner.
"Of course not." Rin rounded her arm under his, snuggling into his chest comfortably. "I-I just thought that you might be still angry…"
"I said already… I'm not angry." The boy intercepted her coolly. "…at least not with you…" He admitted honestly.
Rin picked up what he was trying to imply and hurriedly hugged him lovingly. "Sessh… if you don't like the idea that I'm going out with Miroku-ni-chan tomorrow, I'll tell mom that I'm not feeling well. I'll not go."
Though Sesshoumaru was much comforted by her suggestion, he found his temper flaring just at the mention of that name. With an elegant turn, he rolled and landed on top of the girl, his body now pressing on her thin sleeping Yukata, his face only an inch away from hers. Though it was dark in the room, Rin could see under the reflection of the moonlight that his eyes were fixed on hers.
He gave her one hard kiss on her lips. "Tell me, did you kiss him?" He hissed in a low rumble. "Before you met me, did you two…."
"Of course NOT!" The girl was completely indignant. She shook her head, hoping fervently he would believe. "You're the first… my first…" She recalled that fateful day at the basketball club corridor, the day that the boy first forced kissed her. "That day at the corridor…outside the courts…"
Her words, though scattered alerted Sesshoumaru to that certain memory they shared. He recalled the girl's tears. Instantly, he felt slightly remorseful. "I remembered you cried." He spoke as if to himself, then, he eyed her wryly. "So…you weren't not very pleased that it was me…"
"Hey!" Rin struggled to free herself as she got a little upset by how unreasonable he was. "That wasn't fair... How could you say that? At that time, we weren't…"
The ends of her sentence were eaten up by a kiss as he took her mouth in his again. Softening greatly once his lips brushed and sealed firmly with hers, Rin welcomed him, returning and kissing him back.
His skilful fingers searched the ties of her yukata, pulling it lightly loosening it. He peeled open one side of the silken folds, slowly revealing the pearly white skin of her slight shoulders, kissing a line and breathing hotly onto it.
Rin moaned softly at the tingling sensation, her senses spiked. His hands slipped under cupping a soft breast and gently kneading it, feeling its familiar softness while enjoying the soft gasps he was eliciting from her.
"Tomorrow…" He breathed husky air into her throat, then suckling her fair skin there as he continued to undress her. "You'll go on that little date of yours…"
"What?" Rin's voice escaped as a muted whisper, watching as Sesshoumaru got out of his sweat shirt and kicked away his sleep pants. She let off a gasp the moment his naked skin touched hers, rubbing and grinding against hers. "Sessh… it's not a date…" The words fell out of her lips only fragments mixed with sounds of pleasure, pleasures that his hands were administering as they toyed with all the sensitive areas of her body.
"Is that so?" His mind wasn't really on the conversation he was seemingly having with her, but pleased by how aroused Rin had become under his touch, and how he himself was achingly wanting to take her, to claim her. "Nonetheless, you will go." He parted her legs, positioning himself in between her inner thighs as Rin began to breathe audibly, expectantly. He let his fingers run down to the dark curls, parting the folds of her sex, rubbing her at her sensitive pearl. Rin bucked as the sensation hit her, desires of darken wants filled her mind, throwing every other thought and uncertainty to the farthest ends.
She bit her lips, suppressing a squeal as she felt his finger entering her. He pumped it into her and out, mimicking the actions he couldn't wait to later repeat with another part of his anatomy. He had prepared her, tested her readiness, and ready she was.
Sesshoumaru removed his finger swiftly, cutting off her impending climax as he lurched up, offering her another deepen kiss, this time, much more passionate and filled with lust. He broke free with a smack, his hot breath still upon hers. "You'll go but you'll remember well… who you belong to…"
With that, he dragged his stiffen arousal to her entrance, thrusting into her tight passage. Feeling his hardness pierce into her, Rin bit down on his shoulder, trying not to just scream out too loudly waking up the entire family. Her long slender legs wrapped round his waist, inviting him to further deeper his pumps.
Sesshoumaru kissed her hard and he pounded into her again and again in heated frenzy. "I want you to scream, scream out the name of the one who owns you…" He commanded.
"Sessh…" Rin was trying to keep her voice down though it was becoming increasing hard. He was impaling her so forcefully with every thrust, making her want to scream out on top of her voice.
"Scream into me…" He covered her with his full body shielding her, letting Rin bury her face into his chest and curtained hair.
"Sess… Sesshoumaru!" She called his name again and again, forgetting everything except this irresistibly heated friction, that she was being taken by him over and over, his huge length plunging and disappearing deeper and deeper into her sex. "Sesshoumaru!"
In a moment, something tipped and she felt herself soared off as if from the edge of a cliff. Waves of tremors hit her and she felt the boy tightening his embrace round her. He had reached his climax shortly after her. He wanted to send his seed deep inside her and though he knew he wouldn't impregnate her, (Rin had been on the pill since they engaged themselves in such intimacy. Sesshoumaru is hardly the type for condoms) he enjoyed the idea that a part of him remained in her throughout tomorrow.
Totally weak from the passion that they had just shared, Rin moved to lie on Sesshoumaru's chest and he pulled the covers over them. His eyelids were getting too heavy and before letting them close, he offered her a languid kiss. "You are mine…. All mine… Only mine…"
"I love you, Sessh…" Rin's words trailed off as sleep overtook her, her lips still moving slightly as she steadily fell asleep. "I love you… so much…"
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