Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters.
Authors Note- The characters will definitely be OOC.
Sesshomaru sat down at the table and began eating. His parents were up to something. They kept looking at each other, then at him and then each other again.
"What?" he asked as he put his fork down.
"It's time for you to get a new retainer." his father, Soujiro said.
If he was anyone else, Sesshomaru would have snorted. Retainer was the new politically correct way to say slave. It didn't matter what they called them, Sesshomaru didn't want one. To his way of thinking, they were more bothersome than helpful. His last retainer, Jaken, had irritated him terribly with all of his brown nosing.
"I don't need any retainers. I can handle things for myself."
"You will have a retainer Sesshomaru." his father said. "End of discussion."
"Fine. I'll get one when I have a free day."
"Very well."
Sesshomaru got up and left.
"He's stubborn just like you." Liasa, his mother, said. "You do know that he's going to make sure he never has a free day right?"
"Yes, that's why we're going to help him." Soujiro said.
Liasa looked at her husband and smiled.
"He's going to be angry when he finds out."
"We'll deal with that when the time comes."
An hour later, they found themselves looking at retainers. However, they couldn't find one that satisfied them. They headed back to Mr. Fujita's, the director, office.
"Send someone in with tea and coffee." he told his secretary as they passed by her desk.
They sat down and Mr. Fujita looked at them.
"Mr. and Mrs. Takani, I'm very sorry that none of the retainers were to your liking. It's very rare that we didn't have at least one suitable candidate."
"Your candidates are excellent. It's just that our son can be very uh... difficult." Soujiro said.
"I see. If you're interested, we can also special order a retainer to your specific qualifications."
At that moment, there was a soft knock on the door.
"Come in."
The door opened and a girl carrying a tray walked in. Liasa couldn't help but to watch her as she unloaded the tray. She looked about fourteen with dark brown hair pulled back into a ponytail. Her head was held down so Liasa couldn't see her eyes. Liasa could see that she was slim but didn't know if it was because of her build or the three sizes too big black ankle length dress she was wearing that made her appear that way. She frowned slightly when she saw that the girl didn't have on any shoes.
"Tea or coffee." Mr. Fujita asked.
"None for me." Mr. Takani said.
"Tea please." Liasa said. "With sugar and lemon."
The young girl fixed the tea and then without looking up, handed it to Liasa.
"Thank you." she said as she took it.
The girl looked at her for a second before she rushed out the door and Liasa's heart broke. She had the most lifeless brown eyes that Liasa had ever seen.
"Mr. Fujita, what about the girl that just left?"
Her husband looked at her. She smiled innocently.
"I'm just curious."
Soujiro had seen the way his wife had watched the girl so he knew that her questions were more than idle curiosity. He sat back and waited to see where Liasa was taking this. She looked at Mr. Fujita with questioning eyes.
"Rin?" he asked. "Let me get her file."
Mr. Fujita got Rin's file and sat it on the desk.
"Let's see. She's been here for a few months. It says that she's seventeen."
Liasa looked at the file on Mr. Fujita's desk. There was a picture of Rin inside the file. Because of the way it was taken, it looked like Rin was staring straight at her.
"I want her." she blurted out.
"Liasa, I don't think she'd be good for Sesshomaru. He'll scare the life out of here before the day is over."
"I don't think so. He may be distant, but he's not a monster. I don't think he could look in that sweet face and treat her like the rest of the retainers he had."
"What if he does?"
"Then I'll take her."
Liasa gave her husband a look that she knew he couldn't refuse. He sighed in defeat.
"We'll take her."
"I'm sorry, but Rin cannot be placed."
"Why not?"
"There's a letter here that says she was found wondering around in a park with no idea of who she was." Mr. Fujita said as he then read some of the letter. "The young subject has been identified as a seventeen year old girl named Rin because of her retainer ID collar. Instead of the standard neck collar, Rin's collar is an engraved bracelet that she wears on her upper arm. After some checking we found that that particular collar was used in a retainer facility house that burned down two years ago. Partial records have been found that indicates Rin had been sold some time before the fire. No records as to whom she was sold to were found. Other than that, her background is a somewhat of a mystery. Because of how undesirable retainers with unknown backgrounds are, she will reside here as a retainer.'"
He put the letter down and looked at them.
"Besides, what I just read, she wouldn't be good for you." he finally said.
"Why not?"
"As you can see she's very small and has no fighting skills. Therefore she'd be poor at protection."
"My son doesn't need protection. He's an excellent fighter."
"She doesn't speak."
"That's perfect. My son rarely talks himself." Liasa said with a smile. "Mr. Fujita, I'm not going to back down. I want her."
"Mrs. Takani." he said with a sigh. "If you insist on taking Rin then you must sign a release stating that I informed you of her status."
"Okay. I understand."
"Let me go see if I can find the papers."
Mr. Fujita left the office. Soujiro looked at his wife.
"Liasa, are you sure this is what you want? We know nothing about her."
"I know. There's just something about her...." Liasa trailed off and sighed. "I can't explain it. But if you have doubts then tell me and we'll leave."
"I trust you and your feelings." Soujiro said with a smile. "The last time you had one, you agreed to become my mate."
Liasa kissed her husband. Mr. Fujita got the papers and went to find Rin. As usual, she was sitting in a corner waiting for someone to tell her to do something.
"Rin, you're leaving."
Her head snapped up and she stared at him with wide eyes.
"Go get your things. You've been sold."
She just continued staring at him.
"Now." Mr. Fujita snapped.
Rin jumped up and ran to downstairs to the bedroom she shared with four other girls. You've been sold, you've been sold kept running through her head. A deep sense of dread filled her as she slowly packed her few belongings.
A minute later, Mr. Fujita came back into the room with Liasa and Soujiro.
"Let's do the paperwork and you can take Rin home."
Half an hour later, they were finished the paper work.
"Well, that's all. Rin officially belongs to you now." he said handing them their copies of the papers. "She should be waiting outside."
They left his office and sure enough, Rin was sitting there with a little bag.
"Come on." Liasa said with a smile.
Rin stood up and followed after her. They went to their car and drove off. When she could no longer see the retainer storehouse Rin clasped her hands tightly to stop them from shaking and clinched her jaw to keep from screaming out. The last thing she ever wanted to do was leave. She knew what to expect there. More importantly, she was left alone. All that was required of her was serving food, cleaning offices, and other menial tasks. Nothing else. Rin sighed in defeat. There's was nothing she could do. It was simpler to just accept her fate. And as usual, it seemed that her fate was to suffer.
Mr. Fujita stood and waved them off. Another man walked over to him.
"What are you doing here Keno?" Mr. Fujita asked.
"I have a shipment coming in today." he replied. "So who did you get rid of?"
"Rin."
"Excellent. What did you tell them about her?"
"That she was found wondering and that she doesn't have any papers." Mr. Fujita said.
"Did you mention that she doesn't talk?"
"Yes. They thought that was a plus. The more I tried to persuade them that they didn't want her, the more they did." he said laughing. "That picture of her was the deal maker. The wife took one look at it and it was over."
"How much they pay for her?"
Mr. Fujita handed Keno the check.
"I knew that girl would bring in a bundle." he said with a smile as he looked at it.
"Yeah. It certainly is more than she was worth."
"Well I say good riddance to that creepy bitch."