I Do Not Own Inuyasha

Chapter 53

"You know, he's brilliant, nuts but brilliant. To think this almost worked," Inuyasha sighed as sat in the office with Sesshomaru.

"Hn,"

"You could be a little nicer to me since I agreed to help you, you bastard," Inuyasha growled. Sesshomaru said nothing as he continued to stared out the window. True he had gone to art school, true he wasn't a business man and true he wasn't exactly the most business smart man but he was business savvy because numbers were something he was good with. They weren't something he enjoyed but he was brilliant with money, numbers, and in general patterns, it was a part of how his mind worked. And if he had choosen to pursue a career in business he'd have destroyed the world as they knew it. But he loved art so much more than he liked business.

"You are helping yourself," Sesshomaru snapped at Inuyasha who growled as he slumped in the chair.

"You're right, but holy shit I hate you," Inuyasha snarled at him.

"Hn," Sesshomaru answered. He and Inuyasha had never been on the best of terms and since his mating with Rin things between them had gradually smoothed out but they still despised being around one another.

"But you're right, if we don't set up the counter meassures he'll use our pups for this and if Kagome every found out about this she just might murder InuTaisho. Sesshomaru said nothing as he turned around to walk out of the office.

"Hey about that painting? Kagome wants them?"

"Almost done," Sesshomaru called over his shoulder as he walked down to the lobby.

He had plans for that painting and for their meddling, after this they'd stay the hell out of his life. Messing with his life had consequences and they'd learn what those consequences were because he was not letting them play with his life for the next twenty years because Kagome felt like it. Walking down the street he walked to his next appointment. Down town, on the water front he had a warehouse he was buying for Rin and him. The real-estate agent smiled at him, he said and did nothing as he looked at the giant warehouse.

"This is a beautiful place, I think you'll really like it. Open space, lots of character, and hardwood floors"

"I'll take it," Sesshomaru said as he looked at the large windows looking into the place. It'd need work but he was certain that in the three months he had before Rin gave birth he could set up the whole place to what she liked. The real-estate agent blinked at him.

"You'll take it?"

"Yes," he said.

"Alright, I'll draw up the paper work and work on your contracts. We'll set up your mortgage," the real-estate agent said.

"I'll pay in full," Sesshomaru countered. He meant it for he was not having a mortgage hanging over his head and he could afford this place.

"Well alright," the real-estate agent sighed as they started negotiating with the price. Sesshomaru was pleased for by the end of the afternoon he had a home for Rin. She'd also like it much to his relief as he did need Rin to like what they were going to live in. Walking home he walked in on Rin sitting with a sketchbook in her lap, he smirked, though his mate was by no means an artist she was an alright doodler when she was bored enough. She peeked up at him then gave him a goofy grin as she continued to scribble away on the sketchbook.

"Rin," he greeted as he prowled over to her. He glanced over her shoulder as she continued her doodling, he smirked at the doodle. It wasn't half bad, even he would admit it, but it was probably for the best she was a writer and not an artist. She'd starve as an artist.

"What do you think?" she asked, he kissed her temple. "You could just say it sucks, I wouldn't mind since I'm not an artist."

"Probably for the best," he teased, she laughed.

"I like writing better, it conveys what I want in a better way," she admitted he smirked down at her then. She just grinned and continued with her doodling. He had to admit it was in moments like this he enjoyed having Rin all to himself.

"So the revenge? Are we still doing it?"

"Yes," he replied and Rin smiled deviously.

"Fun," she admitted as she looked up at him. He had to admit he liked the idea of revenge on Kagome and Inuyasha since they needed to know when to butt out. Then again if they hadn't poked their noses in he'd have never claimed Rin, he knew this. It also helped that he had gotten her pregnant, it had encouraged his beast to lay claim to her. He tugged a strand of Rin's long black hair, twirled it around his fingers as he looked at his mate.

Six years of having her in his life, four of those as his lover and the last few months she had been his mate. It was all worth everything he had passed up in life and despite the embarrassment of that day she had tumbled into his studio he was glad she had. He was glad he had gotten her promise, he was glad they had started their barter system for favors, and he loved having her in his life. Something about all this was just worth it in the long run and he didn't know why she was the only one to matter to him.

"The revenge will be fun, but what about your father?"

"He'll never come near us again when I'm finished," Sesshomaru growled out seriously. He had never liked having Rin around InuTaisho, though she had been Inuyasha's friend it had made him nervous. Sesshomaru didn't mind Rin being friends with Inuyasha, it was the only reason he had even met her but he had minded her being around InuTaisho, that always made him nervous.

"I got us that place," he informed her and she stopped her doodling.

"Really!?"

"Hn, I'll remodel it before we move," he promised. He'd probably take a month to remodel it but it'd be done before she gave birth.

"Thanks!" she grinned at him as she turned around to hug him. He was thrown off balance with her action but held onto his mate again.

InuTaisho would not hurt her, he wouldn't let his father hurt Rin.


Change of plans, I'll post another chapter of this today but tomorrow I'm getting up at o'dawn thirty to start on Trying Not to Murder Him, I will hopefully have it finished by the end of the day because I'm tired of it being dragged out. It doesn't help though that George eats things, my schedule keeps getting changed, and this pain in the ass cold I've caught just won't leave me alone. Sorry about that but there are a lot of external factors involved with writing, sad but true.

However, I am still writing and working my ass off to post all of this despite how I feel because as I said, writing's my outlet and no matter what I'm feeling I write.

The updates haven't really changed unless of course this cold of mine gets worse, then everything will be shot to hell again and I'll just curl up under my covers with a book and pray for a merciful death. Gods above do I hate being sick!

That's all for now folks!

Enjoy To Owe Sesshomaru a Favor! =)