Rin was asleep in Miroku's arms. It was his second day, and he had already violated the rules.
They spent the night before waiting for things to happen, but nothing did. He got bored and spoke to her to pass the time. In about an hour, he felt himself caring for this girl. She didn't talk about Sesshomaru or anything in particular; it was more like a feeling of innocence and naivete that she radiated. A primal thing that makes you want to protect her. Sesshomaru was the alpha of the alphas, and this girl was a porcelain doll, a match made from heaven.
This morning, he was transporting her to the compound. A driver arrived early and, after Miroku gave his permission, they left with him. He went into the backseat with her. Miroku was on high alert. Rin was not. She was too trusting for his liking and needed a lot of attention. After a night without rest, she had fallen asleep, and with a few turns; she had reclined by his side and was now fully sleeping in his lap. He had been nervous at first, but everything she did reminded him of Sango. If she said something naïve, he remembered Sango's wit and if she was nice and happy; he realized he was not as receptive as he was with the taijiya. Looking at her in his lap, he wanted to push her, but he didn't understand why. In the middle of that predicament, Sesshomaru found him.
They arrived at the compound and just as he was about to wake her, the car door opened and Sesshomaru looked down at him. All at once came Inuyasha's warnings and Miroku went stiff. He was sure that sweat was pouring from his forehead.
Sesshomaru took Rin in his arms, so delicately that she didn't wake up, and signaled Miroku to follow him. They went into his castle, to the second floor, and through a splendid ornate door that was identical to the other 3 in that wing of the castle. They made this room to receive guests and personal parties. He placed his greatest treasure on a sofa and asked Miroku to wait outside. When Miroku closed the door, he went to his library and took out a book on flowers. Behind that book, there was a keyhole. He inserted the thing, and the library shifted to reveal a bedroom.
"Wow, this is like living in a magic castle," she said, and he turned to greet her. She was safe at last, here with him, and he was thrilled. It showed in his face, relaxed and unable to keep his eyes from her. She knew. She was happy. That's why he omitted the information that this was a cell. Yokai believed in ranks and in every aspect of their lives they reinforced this, so when a royal was offputting they incarcerated him in one of these 4 rooms. They were luxurious and filled with entertainment, chefs, and visitors. The only downside was that they were forced to never to see the outside again. In Rin's case, it was extreme, but as soon as he captured and killed Naraku, she would be free. As free as he wanted, of course.
He placed a kiss on her forehead and told her to not leave the room. She would obey, she always did. His perfect little thing.
He had planned everything in his usual manner, and things turned out as usual, perfect. The human in front of him was proof enough. Give a man fear and he will do anything, or in this case, he will do nothing. Add a pinch of love to help things out, and the thing turned out excellent. When he smelled the car, he could feel Miroku's depression. He was not enjoying what was his as his own because he desired someone else. He padded himself on the back and decided to only hire people in love with someone else to take care of Rin. As always, he had won.
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Kagome had woken up to screams. It was a fight that was developing, with insults thrown in every direction, but her head was hurting badly and when she murmured "quiet please" the noises actually stopped. It was a good thing, this quiet. She let herself be drowned in it and darkness fell.
"let's talk outside," said Koga in a low voice
"Fuck it," said Inuyasha and took her from the hospital bed.
"What the fuck are you doing," said Koga. "She isn't yours".
"She came willingly. She is more mine than yours. You smell like always, sex-crazed wolf," answered Inuyasha.
Koga stood his ground "I told you, I'm not with her but still you can't…"
"No, you are an indecisive fucker. I can see that you smell like more than one bitch. Now, why don't you go fuck something that moves and leave us alone?"
"Ayame left me, for coming after Kagome," said Koga in a whisper
Inuyasha saw red, but with Kagome in his arms, this was going to be an arduous battle.
"What's going on Inuyasha? Sesshomaru just told me that Kagura attacked you. Is Sango ok?" said a panting Miroku.
"She is in the back. I just didn't want Kagome to…" but his opinion was not complete when Miroku sped off.
"Keh," said Inuyasha, shrugging and walking off
"Wait," said Koga, grabbing his shoulder when Inuyasha tuned his head to see through red eyes a yokai that kept him from his mate.
"Lift your hand from my brother," said an emotionless voice behind Inuyasha, and his red eyes vanished. He had backup. He continued to walk and left Sesshomaru to deal with the prince. Kagome needed rest.
"You are s.. supposed to stay neutral," said Koga with little conviction. If Sesshomaru had intervened, he must have a reason.
"The West has rescued her from the clutch of Naraku, so The West will decide her fate. She has no mate to speak for her, and I will consider your interruptions and questions about the practices of our people as treason. Good thing that you gave up and left the compound." Sesshomaru said and turned back to his castle to enjoy Rin's company. The last thing he heard was a faint sigh and Koga was gone, too.
The second time, she woke up fully. Flashbacks of her long fight with Kagura came back to her. Her back sprinted up, and she began to put her shoes on.
"They are all safe. We all recovered faster than you," said Inuyasha from the darkness. He stood up, and she heard noises when a light turned on. It wasn't the key light in his bedroom. Even so, it hurt her eyes, and the sharp pain in her head resurfaced. She supposed she made a face because Inuyasha asked her something about the light, but she shook her head. It really hurt.
"Whe...Where…"
"Sango is with her boyfriend, Kohaku, and Miroku. It must be an amusing reunion. Sota and Shippo are with my people, getting familiar with the place, waiting for my say so to visit you. We are alone in my house. This is my main bedroom," he said, trying to tell her everything so that she wasn't interested in leaving. She must feel pretty tired because she fell into the bed once more.
"Are you ok?" she said looking at him
"Yeah, as I said, we are all better than you," he smirked. "Healers say that most wounds were superficial, but yours were not. You depleted your well of power and that's why you are like this. You just need rest."
She nodded but didn't respond. He was growing worried instead of being happy for her awaken state. He took a few steps in her direction and she held her arms to him.
"Come to me," she whispered
He felt insecure, like this whole thing was a joke and she would mock him as soon as his defenses lowered, but he did it regardless. It was too much of a good offer to pass.
She adjusted herself and lifted her bedding with difficulty. He was under the sheets with her, and she positioned his body to her liking. They were relaxing in each other arms, with his head between her breasts and her head above his own. They melted together and he hold on tight. She was in her underwear and he was feeling aroused but she was recovering so he knew this was going to be just a harmless hug, but he failed to avoid the imagines of more strenuous activities that his brain conjured under these same sheets. She interrupted his filthy thoughts.
"I don't feel good."
He looked up "Yeah, I told you, you are tired, that's all"
She shuddered "You know I love you, right? I always have and always will"
"What?" he said. She was acting strange, and his insides were warning him of danger.
"I gave everything I had. I don't think there's anything left," she said, and he was panicking. He had to ask Sesshomaru or Myoga or someone. Mikos didn't die if their powers died off, did they? He knew nothing about it and soon she was asleep again. Hoping to resolve this situation, he stood up, but she awoke and caught him.
"Don't leave me," she whispered
"I'm just going to ask…" he said, but she interrupted half-asleep "Don't leave me again" and just like that, he did what he was told.
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Miroku was out of breath, but he came in time to watch as Fumioki, the lizard, held Sango's hand like she was on her deathbed.
"I'm sure you understand," he said.
"I'm sure that you do not want a hysterical human. I understand she is your intended after all"
"Yes, and I moved here to be close to you, so both sides are satisfied."
"We are," she said without emotion
"Good, I'll come later. You can come by my house and help yourself to anything you need, for you and your brother." he left without a kiss or a heartfelt comment.
Miroku was quite angry. She had left him for a lizard who had a mate. She deserved better. Without asking for her health first he said "How could you let him treat you like this? I cannot believe it"
"I fell in love with a womanizer. What can I do but stay with Fumioki?"
"You could leave him. Clearly, you are better off alone," he frowned, "And why did he mention your brother?"
"I don't want to leave him because I don't want to be with someone worse, and about Kohaku…" she couldn't finish her sentence before tears fell into her lap.
This was much more important than his feelings or his intentions to protect her from herself. She told him between sobs of her reunion with a brother she thought dead. A brother that killed everyone else she loved. It was a messy situation but Kohaku was innocent of all blame and would require help himself. He had never seen her this broken, that's why she was with that guy. She had enough problems to deal with, so she went on with an unfulfilling relationship just because she had him. He held her tight for the rest of the day, daring the gods to bring back the lizard so he could fight him. But Fumioki was not only a cheater but a liar. He never came back.