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Updated: August 10, 2014

Just when Rin thought that Sesshomaru couldn't get any more attractive, he said that one phrase in one of the world's romance languages. She had no idea as to what he had said, except that she was pretty sure that t started with a 'j', or she would have attempted to use Google translate on her phone when she went to the bathroom. Either way, when he had said it, she had felt his grip on her tighten, which had sent her stomach butterflies flapping like they hadn't since he had grabbed her in his sleep.

To be honest, he could just look at her these days, and her pulse would go off the charts. She had been having some, for a lack of a better term- racy dreams as of late, that she couldn't even think about without practically turning into a puddle. Her co-star was always a tall, gorgeous, lean, platinum-haired, golden-eyed someone with impeccable taste and skills. In fact, this morning it had been hard to look him in the face.

Now, in his arms on the dance floor, she didn't have to kick herself. He was with her, they were dancing, and he hadn't so much as glanced at anyone else. She found herself allowing for a hope that she knew was reckless, and could hurt her. Though, without hope, what was life, really?

They rested every so often, Sesshomaru getting each of them drinks, and pulling out her chair like the gentleman that he was. They stayed until Miroku and Sango left for their hotel sweet. Before she walked through the door, the bride had turned and kissed Kagome on both cheeks, and then reached to do the same to Rin. She could feel her eyes tear up a tiny bit, as she hugged the happy woman goodbye.

"We could walk back to the house," Rin suggested, as the party wound down.

"Hnn, I do know the way there. Are you sure you want to?" Sesshomaru asked. "You have been dancing for hours in those uncomfortable-looking shoes."

"They make not look comfy, but they are so cute," she gushed. "I think we should walk. I can handle it, and I'd like to see more of the city that you grew up in." She glanced at him from her peripheral vision, gauging his response. He was smiling, his tie a bit loose around his neck, and he looked relaxed.

"Why not?" Without warning he reached out and took her hand, leading her to the coat check. Once they retrieved his suit jacket, they walked hand-in-hand, out the door.

The air was satisfyingly cool against her wine and dance-warmed cheeks. She had drank more than she customarily did, but she had done so slowly, so what it left her was a nice tingly feeling.

A few blocks into their walk, Sesshomaru stopped. Rin turned to him and gasped quietly. Sometime during their walk, he had undone the top three buttons of his dress-shirt. His tie was also undone and dangling around his neck. She had pictured this exactly a few times already, but the part that was the most clear was the eyes, straight from her dreams. He was staring at her, and the way that the streetlights reflected off of the golden irises made them almost seem to glow.

"Rin, come here," his voice was quiet, but serious. Her feet moved almost automatically, as she shortened the distance between them.

'Please don't let this be my imagination,' she hoped inwardly. 'Please, oh, please let me have this."

His carefully manicured clawed hands rested on her shoulders. He reached with one thumb and used it to tilt up her chin. As he leaned in, she felt his breath move her bangs, and she closed her eyes.

He kissed her. Then he kissed her again. And she kissed him. Boy, did she kiss him.

Her arms were around his neck almost instantly, loose at first, then they tightened. She pressed against him with all of the force of her emotions. It was as if her feelings were overwhelming her, and if she let go of him, she might float away. The best part was that she could feel his own affections even as she gave over to hers.

He liked her. He wanted her. This wasn't a dream. Sesshomaru was kissing her, and not just to silence her.

"Sesshy?" A surprised feminine voice announced from just behind her. Rin heard a slight groan deep from Sesshomaru's throat as he pulled back and looked up. Dazed, she looked up at him and was shocked back to her senses.

Sesshomaru looked incredibly pained in the moment he looked up, and then a blank mask like she hadn't seen in years fell over his face. His let her go and he took only a step back, but it felt like a mile.

"Sara?"