I'm back and on a roll!!!!!! I've written 3 chappies in one day! I think that's progress! Well onto the fic!
Sesshomaru observed those who weren't there when Kana attacked. They indeed had become social outcasts. The others who contemplated her words were easily noticed as they walked down the halls. Rin was a natural born speaker. And leader. Sesshomaru secretly favored her as a student over the rest, for she was true. He didn't like the girls who acted like slut, and rolled their skirts up. As long as the person knew who they were, the person was fine. Aya and Rin reminded him every day...
That day, Sesshomaru had Rin's period first thing in the morning. He needed to ask Rin today about the permission slip for a contest on her writing skills.
"Class," he started, "Today's in class assignment is a narrative. It can be from your view, it can be from anyone. Hand write your rough draft, and if you finish it in class you can type it here. At least 600 words and due on Thursday."
The males in the class groaned, while all but one female batted their eyelashes and started working. Rin scribbled furiously on paper, and was so loud, everyone had to look. Sesshomaru stifled a laugh, since he wasn't exactly Mr. Happy around campus. He was just a stoic mask.
It took Rin about 5 minutes to notice everyone was watching her. She laughed and wrote much more quietly, giving everyone some peace.
"Miss Maji, please see me at the front of the room please."
Rin walked up the aisle and waited for Sesshomaru to talk.
"Here is a permission slip I need your guardians to sign."
Sesshomaru saw tears filling her eyes, and said, "Kagome signing it would be fine."
"Thanks."
"It's for a writing contest."
"Writing contest!?! I haven't written anything good!"
"Don't worry, I know you'll find a great topic."
Rin took the paper and sat down, and began scribbling furiously once again. Sesshomaru saw an occasional tear fall. Sesshomaru was amazed at Rin going to the computer and typing. She typed like there was no tomorrow. Everyone didn't care anymore. They had given up on the assignment, mentally noting it was too hard. The rest of the week passed like a blur for Sesshomaru. He knew about Rin's parents disowning her, that's why he said guardian. But still, it must have hit a nerve in her. Sesshomaru wasn't going to press on the issue. He remember how it was when his parents disowned him. He never existed to them. They wanted a son who was stronger. Sesshomaru was born with pale skin, and when he reached the age he could be put to school they dumped him at a boarding school. They never returned to him again
Rin had turned in the permission slip the same day that she turned in her narrative, My Sophomore Year. Sesshomaru had decided to read all the papers on the weekend. He was enthralled by her passage, but was shocked as he read,
My sophomore year was one if my best, and my worst. Though most think I have a perfect life, I don't. I have been in this international boarding school as long as I could remember. I never had parents to pick me up. I only had my friends, and him. In those years, my parent's traveling adventures became longer and longer. Then they disappeared.
When my parents left me here, I believed that they would come back for me. My mother would send letters every week from the places they visited, including a check from my father. They had given me the deed to the condominium then, telling me I was its landowner now. That was the year I decided to let Sango and Kagome, their siblings, and Shippo in my life, and what was now my home. Kagome, Sango, and Shippo's parents bought the floor that Shippo, Souta, and Kohaku now resided. They visited on occasion, stopping by to say hello. After they moved in, I put an ad out for any one who wanted to rent a floor.
As the years went by, the letters came less every month and the sums of money became larger. Soon, I had an unusually large sum of money in my name. Then, it opened my eyes and made me realize, they were never coming back for me.
I fell into a depression then, an unusual condition for a girl of thirteen. I was a sophomore then. My grades suffered, and many wondered what was wrong with me, child genius. I closed off communication to my friends, Sango and Kagome, Shippo, Kohaku and Souta. They watched me worried, and wondered, "What happened to the sweet and cheerful girl we all knew."
I was in this state... Until he came... He helped me find my dog, and that's when I realized, he was the one. The one I could talk to when my closest friend wouldn't be able to understand. The one that could hear understand my thoughts, the one who would never be mine.
Every time I talked to him, I told him about how I felt, about all the events. When a final letter came from my mother saying to study well and be successful with a final check for ten million dollars, I knew they had not wanted me anymore, for at the end of the letter, my mother told me that I now that a brother. They wanted a boy, and now they had one. I was the unwanted child.
But I didn't spiral back into depression, I had him. He didn't know about the letter, but I told him that I was fine. Somehow, he knew it wasn't true. He asked me what had happened. Then I told him about all the letters and the sums of cash that was given to me.
I loved the way he treated me, he was kind and showed a side that I knew he never showed to others. He could have fun. As much as I cared for him, I knew I could never have him, it wouldn't be right. Yet, he made me feel safe and happy. I remember the last entry of my sophomore year:
When I see you laugh In front of no one but me, I'm happy sharing laughter, No one else can hear.
When you talk to me of things, That no one else can understand, But me. I feel trusted With your personal thoughts.
When we share a moment of silence together, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.
Sesshomaru was moved by her work, and immediately went over to her condo three houses down. He had already looked at everyone else's narratives. They were the same, all through another's eyes. Never their own. As Sesshomaru walked to her condo, he saw Aya being dropped off. He quickly caught up to her and asked, "Do you mind if you bring me to Rin's place?"
Aya's piecing eyes locked on to his, "Sure. I'm going to see her anyway."
Sesshomaru looked at Aya. The way she carried herself didn't change, even after Kana's incident. After the reached floor number eight, using the elevator. Sesshomaru was amazed. "This is Rin's condominium. Wow."
The floor was marble, and the walls had no blemish. It looked as though it came from Greece. The beige and green colors played off each other. Rin hugged Aya before she went to Shippo. Then she approached him, "Hey Sessy."
Rin was surprised at his visit.
"We need to talk about this paper."
Rin looked worried, "Did I do it incorrectly?"
"That's it Rin! It's perfect. Don't change it."
"Sessy. Can we talk on the balcony?"
"Sure."
Sesshomaru was more amazed on the balcony. There was a magnificent view of the ocean. The moon reflected off the water, being broken by each crashing wave.
"Sessy..."
He knew she was going to bring "him" up. "Yes Rin."
"I can't tell you who him is."
Sesshomaru was shocked. A voice inside me said it was me whom she spoke of. Though "him" could have been Souta or Kohaku, Sesshomaru refused to believe it was himself. He and Rin sat down on the chairs looking at the view.
"I'm her teacher," he thought, "It can't be me. Though the events are the same..."
A voice spoke in his head saying, "She didn't know you could have been her teacher."
Rin said to Sesshomaru, "The narrative is what I want to enter for the contest."
"Okay Rin."
Rin was elated. She loved him, that was never going to stop. But, did he know that she loved him. Somehow, Rin knew he doubted it.
Rin thought, "Thank you for entering my life Sesshomaru. You're my love and inspiration. If only it could be."
She looked at Sesshomaru, who in return smiled. Smiling back, Rin looked at the ocean, feeling the breeze against her face.
"I feel like the luckiest girl in the world."
Hehe.. if you look at the narrative and count the words, it really is 600. no kidding. Well yeah. Till next chapter.
l.a.b.
Sesshomaru observed those who weren't there when Kana attacked. They indeed had become social outcasts. The others who contemplated her words were easily noticed as they walked down the halls. Rin was a natural born speaker. And leader. Sesshomaru secretly favored her as a student over the rest, for she was true. He didn't like the girls who acted like slut, and rolled their skirts up. As long as the person knew who they were, the person was fine. Aya and Rin reminded him every day...
That day, Sesshomaru had Rin's period first thing in the morning. He needed to ask Rin today about the permission slip for a contest on her writing skills.
"Class," he started, "Today's in class assignment is a narrative. It can be from your view, it can be from anyone. Hand write your rough draft, and if you finish it in class you can type it here. At least 600 words and due on Thursday."
The males in the class groaned, while all but one female batted their eyelashes and started working. Rin scribbled furiously on paper, and was so loud, everyone had to look. Sesshomaru stifled a laugh, since he wasn't exactly Mr. Happy around campus. He was just a stoic mask.
It took Rin about 5 minutes to notice everyone was watching her. She laughed and wrote much more quietly, giving everyone some peace.
"Miss Maji, please see me at the front of the room please."
Rin walked up the aisle and waited for Sesshomaru to talk.
"Here is a permission slip I need your guardians to sign."
Sesshomaru saw tears filling her eyes, and said, "Kagome signing it would be fine."
"Thanks."
"It's for a writing contest."
"Writing contest!?! I haven't written anything good!"
"Don't worry, I know you'll find a great topic."
Rin took the paper and sat down, and began scribbling furiously once again. Sesshomaru saw an occasional tear fall. Sesshomaru was amazed at Rin going to the computer and typing. She typed like there was no tomorrow. Everyone didn't care anymore. They had given up on the assignment, mentally noting it was too hard. The rest of the week passed like a blur for Sesshomaru. He knew about Rin's parents disowning her, that's why he said guardian. But still, it must have hit a nerve in her. Sesshomaru wasn't going to press on the issue. He remember how it was when his parents disowned him. He never existed to them. They wanted a son who was stronger. Sesshomaru was born with pale skin, and when he reached the age he could be put to school they dumped him at a boarding school. They never returned to him again
Rin had turned in the permission slip the same day that she turned in her narrative, My Sophomore Year. Sesshomaru had decided to read all the papers on the weekend. He was enthralled by her passage, but was shocked as he read,
My sophomore year was one if my best, and my worst. Though most think I have a perfect life, I don't. I have been in this international boarding school as long as I could remember. I never had parents to pick me up. I only had my friends, and him. In those years, my parent's traveling adventures became longer and longer. Then they disappeared.
When my parents left me here, I believed that they would come back for me. My mother would send letters every week from the places they visited, including a check from my father. They had given me the deed to the condominium then, telling me I was its landowner now. That was the year I decided to let Sango and Kagome, their siblings, and Shippo in my life, and what was now my home. Kagome, Sango, and Shippo's parents bought the floor that Shippo, Souta, and Kohaku now resided. They visited on occasion, stopping by to say hello. After they moved in, I put an ad out for any one who wanted to rent a floor.
As the years went by, the letters came less every month and the sums of money became larger. Soon, I had an unusually large sum of money in my name. Then, it opened my eyes and made me realize, they were never coming back for me.
I fell into a depression then, an unusual condition for a girl of thirteen. I was a sophomore then. My grades suffered, and many wondered what was wrong with me, child genius. I closed off communication to my friends, Sango and Kagome, Shippo, Kohaku and Souta. They watched me worried, and wondered, "What happened to the sweet and cheerful girl we all knew."
I was in this state... Until he came... He helped me find my dog, and that's when I realized, he was the one. The one I could talk to when my closest friend wouldn't be able to understand. The one that could hear understand my thoughts, the one who would never be mine.
Every time I talked to him, I told him about how I felt, about all the events. When a final letter came from my mother saying to study well and be successful with a final check for ten million dollars, I knew they had not wanted me anymore, for at the end of the letter, my mother told me that I now that a brother. They wanted a boy, and now they had one. I was the unwanted child.
But I didn't spiral back into depression, I had him. He didn't know about the letter, but I told him that I was fine. Somehow, he knew it wasn't true. He asked me what had happened. Then I told him about all the letters and the sums of cash that was given to me.
I loved the way he treated me, he was kind and showed a side that I knew he never showed to others. He could have fun. As much as I cared for him, I knew I could never have him, it wouldn't be right. Yet, he made me feel safe and happy. I remember the last entry of my sophomore year:
When I see you laugh In front of no one but me, I'm happy sharing laughter, No one else can hear.
When you talk to me of things, That no one else can understand, But me. I feel trusted With your personal thoughts.
When we share a moment of silence together, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.
Sesshomaru was moved by her work, and immediately went over to her condo three houses down. He had already looked at everyone else's narratives. They were the same, all through another's eyes. Never their own. As Sesshomaru walked to her condo, he saw Aya being dropped off. He quickly caught up to her and asked, "Do you mind if you bring me to Rin's place?"
Aya's piecing eyes locked on to his, "Sure. I'm going to see her anyway."
Sesshomaru looked at Aya. The way she carried herself didn't change, even after Kana's incident. After the reached floor number eight, using the elevator. Sesshomaru was amazed. "This is Rin's condominium. Wow."
The floor was marble, and the walls had no blemish. It looked as though it came from Greece. The beige and green colors played off each other. Rin hugged Aya before she went to Shippo. Then she approached him, "Hey Sessy."
Rin was surprised at his visit.
"We need to talk about this paper."
Rin looked worried, "Did I do it incorrectly?"
"That's it Rin! It's perfect. Don't change it."
"Sessy. Can we talk on the balcony?"
"Sure."
Sesshomaru was more amazed on the balcony. There was a magnificent view of the ocean. The moon reflected off the water, being broken by each crashing wave.
"Sessy..."
He knew she was going to bring "him" up. "Yes Rin."
"I can't tell you who him is."
Sesshomaru was shocked. A voice inside me said it was me whom she spoke of. Though "him" could have been Souta or Kohaku, Sesshomaru refused to believe it was himself. He and Rin sat down on the chairs looking at the view.
"I'm her teacher," he thought, "It can't be me. Though the events are the same..."
A voice spoke in his head saying, "She didn't know you could have been her teacher."
Rin said to Sesshomaru, "The narrative is what I want to enter for the contest."
"Okay Rin."
Rin was elated. She loved him, that was never going to stop. But, did he know that she loved him. Somehow, Rin knew he doubted it.
Rin thought, "Thank you for entering my life Sesshomaru. You're my love and inspiration. If only it could be."
She looked at Sesshomaru, who in return smiled. Smiling back, Rin looked at the ocean, feeling the breeze against her face.
"I feel like the luckiest girl in the world."
Hehe.. if you look at the narrative and count the words, it really is 600. no kidding. Well yeah. Till next chapter.
l.a.b.