The room had white walls and black sleek chairs. All of the furniture was sleek and modern. The hard glass of the chair was making Rin's bottom hurt. She was used to sitting on soft couches. Couches that were perfectly worn out by family nights at the TV with Sango and Kohaku. Rin couldn't even count all the times she had waited for him to finish with his games so she could use the television. It was killing her that she had left without saying goodbye.
"Rin?" Rin turned her face after hearing her name. She looked up at an annoyed looking Kikyou. In the past few days Rin had learned to read Kikyou's face which hardly ever changed. The only time it held a happy expression was during her phone calls to Inuyasha. Rin was exhausted now. It had been fourteen days of pure work. Coming into this Rin thought she would only have to pose and take pretty pictures. However, she was learning that it was a completely different world.
"I'm sorry. I didn't hear you." Rin apologized with a deep bow. As she rose Rin felt a lightness in her head. She lost her balance for a moment clutching the arm of the hard uncomfortable sofa.
"Let's get something to eat and then you are going to bed." Kikyou said, the tone in her voice was not caring. It was robotic. Rin knew it was not a suggestion to go to bed. It was an order. Rin forced a smile and collected her jacket from the receptionist. One that had been eyeing her jealously from the moment she walked in.
"You know it's fine I'm actually not hungry." Rin said as she caught up to you. "Well you don't have to be hungry. Just because you aren't hungry doesn't mean that the baby isn't hungry." Kikyou said sternly. Rin averted her gaze and felt tears start to well up in her eyes.
"Suck it up. There isn't any room in this business for real tears." Kikyou grabbed Rin's bag and threw it in the limo and ushered the hormonal girl in.
"Take us to Scarpetta." Kikyou told the chauffeur. "Do you remember when I asked you what you would be willing to do for this career?" Kikyou asked her. Rin nodded feeling a slight wave of nausea climb up her throat. "If that is no longer the case. It isn't too late to send you home. After tonight it will be too late to go back. You have about five minutes to decide." Rin looked at Kikyou as she spoke these words. They somehow instilled fear in her. She knew that this a decision she would have to make with not only herself in mind. It was probably the first decision she was going to make without a selfish end.
"What are you asking me to do?" Rin asked in a hushed voice. "You remember what you wanted to do with Naraku? Well what you wanted to do there was completely naïve of you and I think you learned that. With your circumstance I don't know if you can make it as a couture model with out some insurance. This isn't going to easy and you're going to feel empty at the end. You may not be the same after this. After tonight no one will baby you or spoon feed you ever again. Are you ready to lose that?" Kikyou asked her.
"What is it that I have to do?" Rin asked her again with a hushed tone.
"Listen very closely. His name is Riyo Yamaguchi and he is fifty four years old. You tell me what you are going to do?" Kikyou looked at Rin. She studied Rin's young face for a long time as the teenager sat in silence. "Remember I can take you home tonight. I am not forcing you to do this. You can go home and have your baby and have a peaceful life." as she said this Kikyou felt part of her screaming for Rin not to do it. Kikyou wanted Rin to tell her that she was ready to go home. That she had enough of this industry. Kikyou had purposely tried to exhaust Rin mental and physically. She had been trying to break Rin's resolve in becoming a model.
"Whatever I have to do I will do." Rin had gotten Kikyou's hint. Rin looked at Kikyou's eyes with absolution.
"There is no turning back after this." Kikyou snapped her fingers. Her driver exited the vehicle and opened her door and helped Kikyou get out.
"You know where to go." she told him. She gave Rin one last look. Rin nodded and smiled at her. Then the car door closed and Rin could feel the nervousness and anxiety start to hit her.
"Miss. Tenjo has made it clear that if you want to go home. It isn't too late until you get there." the driver said.
"I didn't get anything to eat." Rin said absently. She twirled her manicured fingers around each other until she felt the car stop. She took a big gulp from a bottle of water she had taken from the fridge. She prepared herself as the door was opened for her. She walked into the luxurious hotel. Her heels clicked on the ground as she took steps with forced confidence.
"I have a reservation under Yamaguchi and Tenjo." Rin said. They eyed her up and down. Her short baby doll dress stopped two inches above her knees. It was a peachy nude color with a boat neckline and soft slinky material.
"Right this way." Rin followed and sat down at the table which was set all the way in the back with the other VIP tables. She touched her still flat abdomen and sighed.
"I can do this. I know I can." she told herself. She heard heavy footsteps approach her.
"Mr. Yamaguchi will not be coming down this evening. He asked that we send you upstairs to his room." A waiter told her discreetly. Rin nodded and stood up as she was escorted to an elevator. As the doors closed Rin caught sight of Sesshoumaru. She shrunk all the way to the back of the elevator and wondered what he was doing here. 'He's probably doing a show near by. Why am I even thinking about him? Well when don't I think about him…I might be carrying his child.' Rin felt the elevator stop on the 5th floor this wasn't her stop. She could feel herself freeze and she saw that wavy black hair and crimson eyes. Their eyes locked.
"Well if it isn't the big spender." he chuckled, looking her with a hungry look in his eyes.
"I'm not your type anymore." was the only thing she could muster out and she immediately began punishing herself for saying it.
"Actually, for you I could make an exception." he smirked at her. Rin blushed under his gaze. Completely forgetting her reason for going to the hotel in the first place. He smiled at her again and moved closer. Rin could feel his arm slip around her waist and pull her close to him. He was about to press his hungry lips to devour hers but the elevator opened revealing Sesshoumaru on the 9th floor. Naraku released Rin with a smile and Rin's face deepened five shades of pink.
"Hello." she whispered hoping to god that the 12th floor would come quickly. The silence was awkward. Sesshoumaru examined her as she stared at the glowing elevator buttons. She was doing it to keep from looking at him. It was so painfully obvious he cracked a smile at her embarrassment.
"Naraku, who's you're little friend here?" he wanted to watch her face. She breathed out a sigh of relief. Sesshoumaru was almost disappointed hoping that she would be hurt by his lack of memory concerning her.
"I don't care to say, but she is welcome in my room at any time tonight." he smirked pressing a room key into her hand. When the elevator arrived Rin calmly stepped out and turned to Naraku with strong eyes.
"I have no interest in warming your bed. Have a nice life." she said flicking the key at him. It hit him in the face and fell on the floor. The anger in his eyes was uncontainable but Rin was safe behind the closing doors as she walked into the presidential suite.
The room was beautiful with the best interior decorations she had ever seen. Well this room was only for the best of the best. She tried to calm herself down as she made her way to the bedroom where she was positive she would Mr. Yamaguchi.
"I can do this." she told herself as she pushed the door open. He was sitting on his bed fingering a picture in his hand before he realized she was there. She wondered how long it would take for him to acknowledge her.
"Excuse me, Mr. Yamaguchi?" she interrupted his thoughts. "Who sent you?" he asked his voice was raspy.
"Kikyou Tenjo." she said, he chuckled bitterly at her name.
"So why are you here?" he asked her turning around. Immediatley his face went white and he breathed in deeply.
"It can't be…" he said in disbelief.
I'm very sorry about the long wait. I'm very sure that I have lost all of my old readers by now. I can only hope that some of you will read this and review. I have been in a dark place the past year and honestly I'm not out of it. But I have to try to get out of this funk somehow.