Until Your Heart Falls
Chapter Seven:
AN: Wow. Seven chapters. I should like…celebrate. Okay, I warn you, I'm currently starting this at this moment with no plans at all. So if this chapter comes out a little….half-baked let's say, I apologise ahead of time. So sorry this took so un-bearably long, but I had it done and only just recently looked it over. So sorry for the wait! So yes, chapter seven, some hook-ups here, I think, and some….otherwise…good stuff I guess. I'll stop babbling and get on with it. Oh wait! I remembered! Okay, lemons: yes there will be lemon(s) in this story and I figure the remaining will get a detailed lime that fades to black before details. But. I must warn now. Horrible with lemons, since I'm not even old enough to be reading them, much less writing them. And, since there are three couples, I ask you my dearly appreciated readers, which TWO count em; TWO couples should have a described lemon. I'm thinking in my head Kagome and Inu, since this is listed under them, (only because we all know it's most popular) but I think three would be too…excessive. Turn this more or less into a porno, and while I gladly support porn, I don't really consider my writing, as of yet, smut. Well, not all the time. PLEASE VOTE IN YOUR REIVEW, IF YOU LEAVE ONE. That is all.
Love and lots of hugs!
Disclaimer: See ALL previous chapters. (My bologna has a first name…)
Note: Borderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborder
Scene change/POV change hope it's not too complicated!
Borderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborder
(Rin's POV)
(I'll make it easy for now )
Rin gulped nervously. She had been walking with her imaginary-Saviour-made-real for a few minutes now, all of which had been filled to the brim with a dead, awkward silence. She was still dazed by her dramatic kiss earlier, and the desperation that had come with it. She knew one thing at this moment. Her lips felt very aware that they were lips, and for the first time she actually felt like a woman. It was such an odd thing to think, because she'd always known she was a girl, a now almost fully-grown girl, but her first kiss (rather prolonged she thought) now made her feel almost alive and for some reason she felt like she knew more then she had a few moments ago.
But then again, it had only been a kiss. Granted it had practically transported her to another world and left her aching for more, but it was just a kiss. And somehow it had changed her whole point of view about herself. She now felt very…attractive, maybe was the word. She fell so deeply into thought she never even noticed Sesshomaru had stopped walking until she collided into his back. She made her little "eep-ing" noise and fell to the ground. She chomped her tongue painfully when she hit the ground too hard for her liking.
He was kneeling next to her before she had even recovered enough to assess the damage done. He looked concerned again, and just his gaze made Rin again feel the crushing force on her lips and the wonderful new tastes he'd brought her. She couldn't look at him. She cast her eyes down and nodded when his enchantingly deep voice asked if she were all right. She stood carefully and brushed herself off.
They were at the edge of the forest. Sunlight just barely pierced the tree-tops, so much higher then both of them, above. Rin rubbed her lips, not only to make sure there was no blood, but also to try and shake the memory of the kiss. He watched her stand then stood as well. "I stopped too soon." He almost sounded as if he were ridiculing himself. It struck a nerve in Rin. "I'm fine I said. Now let's keep going, the house is still a good way away." she walked on, somewhat coldly. She knew she had upset him, she could almost feel the tenseness in the air. But some part of her was not as meek as she had been only a half-hour before. Odd, how a kiss could change her so!
Still, when she'd been pulled against him ever more sharply and had felt just how strong the kiss was affecting him…this still made her blush. Perhaps she was still as shy as before, just now she had a new sort of fire in her. She didn't look back over her shoulder; she felt him following her so perfectly, every move he made was like she made it with her own body. She was that connected to him somehow.
Borderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborder
(Kagome's POV)
Kagome re-entered the maze with Inuyasha only a step behind her. It was a more pleasant atmosphere surrounding them now, now that they had somewhat reached a middle point. Although his earlier…act when he had ripped her towel off of her still rested oddly in her mind, so near the surface and yet resisted so hard. And also back at the office he'd stolen a kiss from her! That made her anger roil. But then again, he had just pretty much told her he was in love with her. But how did that change anything? Did she love him? She just didn't know.
The leafy hedges cast a somewhat sunny green glow to everything around them. She looked back to Inuyasha and saw his eyes trained on her… "You ass!" she shrieked and smacked him (AN: No pun intended --;). Her face was red again. He ducked her second blow and slipped in front of her. "Well then how am I supposed to amuse myself while you're all lost in thought and being all moody on me?" Kagome flared. That was it.
"You could try thinking as well, baka inu! After all, I thought maybe there was something going on in that air-head of yours'!" Inuyasha shrugged. "Nope, sorry. But if you'll permit me to walk in front of you like so-" and he began walking backwards eyes now fixed very steadily on her chest and nothing else, "then I may get some…interesting thoughts processed." He laughed as she ran after him, winding through the maze and not caring which direction they ran in. They stopped when Inuyasha discovered a dead end. He didn't let this stop his acts of perversion as he whipped around abruptly and faced a stunned Kagome. She tried to stop, but only slipped and went flailing forwards. He caught her, of course, and pulled her against him.
His fangs glinted in the green light, his eyes like golden jewels. "We have to keep meeting like this." He whispered sneakily and gave her a little squeeze. Kagome tried to un-pin her arms, but failed. Eventually she just gave up. Inuyasha felt this and he breathed into her hair: "Have I tamed the wild mare?" Kagome grinned behind the curtain of her hair. "You have captured but one thing of the mares, Inuyasha, but you seem to forget how strong her legs are." And her knee met his groin. He howled like a dog, which technically he was, and released her. Kagome let herself linger to laugh at him for a moment before she patted him on the back. "I only gave you an inch; you can't yet take your mile." Inuyasha growled up at her, fluffy ears making him look somehow less menacing. She took a step back all the same.
Finally he stood up straight and glared at her. "What have I taken from the mare?" he asked, somewhat suspiciously. "Why, you haven't figured it out yet? Rather dull of you." And she winked and headed off back towards the house in the direction they came with Inuyasha following behind begging: "Tell me, tell me!"
Borderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborder
(Sango's POV)
Sango caught Miroku; ironically, near the fountain he had first dunked her in the night of the infamous party. He knew she was there; he seemed too aware of things not to be. She stopped her run slowly, naturally, quickly catching her breath. He kept his back to her, but his walk had slowed noticeably. "Long time no see, eh?" he called over his shoulder. Sango forced herself to control her gasping and inhaled deeply hoping to gain the lost breath. It worked somewhat, enough to let her focus on the fact that he had stopped walking and had seated himself on the fountain's edge. And suddenly she was calm; what she needed to say brought the calm onto her.
"I don't suppose you would be able to help me any farther?" He looked up to her and smiled in a suspiciously happy manner. "With what, my dear?" Sango knew he wouldn't make this easy. "Well, you have my life back on track for me, you've supplied me with a clarity that I haven't found in awhile, in fact, at this moment, I feel as if nothing is more sure to me besides what you just said to me. So, I'm wondering if you would happen to know someone I could love. I mean, since you have the answer to everything else, you know, maybe you would know this as well." This was too open for her. This was something a few moments ago she would've never believed she was capable of.
But this was now, and she believed once the moment of hysteria cleared and this odd certainty left her she would regret it. But for now, let her be insane. He sighed and thoughtfully pulled his hair from its tie. It slipped out around his shoulders and hid his face from her. "I, sadly, can't answer that for you; although I have a few suggestions." He sat up straight so his hair fell back and she could see his face again. He bit his lip, thinking again, then remanded his statement: "Well, really, just one, but it's only a suggestion."
Sango tried very hard to hold back a foolish grin; it was almost inevitable. She played along, now almost coy then as serious as a few moments ago. "Would you share this suggestion with me?" He winked and waggled his finger from side to side. "Nope." She faked a pout. "Well, shall I guess?" Miroku shrugged, getting slightly more serious. He leaned back on his hands, arms supporting his body. "Hmm…let's see…could it be that odd Inuyasha?" she took a step towards him, "No, I think he's pretty much in love with Kagome-san." Miroku stated. He wasn't looking at her, but Sango was watching his face. He seemed relaxed.
She took another step.
"Well, it couldn't possibly be the almost non-existent-until-recently-Sesshomaru, could it?"
Another step,
"No, he, also, is fond of another."
Miroku had a small smile now. "Well, then I can think of no one else." She was at the fountain. It was off, due to the fact it only ran during parties. The water that was left had developed a slight layer of algae and a few leaves, some still green, some dead and crumbling. The water was sunlit and almost clear in some spots. The rim was large enough for her to slip onto, still a slight distance away from him. "One more strike." He said causally, closing his eyes and tilting his head back. His hair fell away and in the sun it looked a little lighter then hers'. She liked long-hair on men. And somehow it suited him very well.
Sango slid an inch closer. His small smile became a full one now. The sun slid behind a cloud; Sango slid one more inch towards him until her hand almost touched his. There were a few brown streaks in his hair; once again something new she noticed about him every time she was near.
She was sill watching his face, slightly intrigued by his almost beauty. It must be the lighting. "One more, hm? Well, let's see…I'm sorry, but here my guesses fail me." Her index finger was almost touching his. "Well, I won't say it unless I know one thing." He leaned back a bit more. "What's that?" she asked eyes half-lidded. Yes, he was quite handsome, although it took sunlight and un-bound hair to prove it. His earring glinted in the re-emerging sun.
"If you can forgive me." Sango opened her eyes fully, thrown-off and confused. "What are you-?" but he stopped her question as he grabbed her hand and tugged her. She toppled forwards, falling right into his lap. She let out a very un-ladylike squeal. He was laughing again. She growled and pushed herself up, ready to beat him, until her memory returned to her. The night of the party. She pushed herself up. Their faces were level and Miroku's chest was only a centimetre from her own. She met his twinkling eyes and smiled in an alluring manner.
He was suspicious, but when she spoke he forgot why. "You silly fool. You should know I will always forgive you. That's why I'm here. What I need to know is if you will forgive me." Her eyes were dark and deep and he got sucked into them. Sango could tell he was intoxicated by her stare as easily as she could see through Rin's fake happiness. "Of course." His voice was thick. She grinned devilishly. "Good." And she pushed his chest as hard as she could.
She caught him quite off guard for once and he cried out as he fell back into the fountain. His hand still gripped hers' so she was pulled forward as well. She fell onto him, far into the deep fountain. They were lucky that it was deep enough to stop him from colliding into the marble bottom, but then again, she already knew that from her own crash-course. Water slipped over her head as her jaw slammed onto his warm chest and she bit her tongue painfully.
His arms became a tight vice around her back, smushing her against him he sat up and kicked, so she hit the edge, sputtering in shock and spitting out algae-infested water. Her mouth tasted horrid and her eyes burned from the water and the grime and a leaf was stuck in her hair which was now grossly slicked and grimy. She gagged for a moment, when his arms slid up to hug her tightly. This made her realise she was pinned to the edge of the fountain a wet and still unbelievably handsome Miroku laughing and just as wet and slightly smelly as her.
Seeing him laugh, of course sparked a laugh in her, so she followed suit and soon the two were laughing hysterically, then gasping for breath. "So I-" Sango took a moment to regain her breath, "I take it you forgive me?" she questioned merrily, tilting her head to meet his deep eyes. He also inhaled (she felt his chest pressing against her when he did) before he answered quite brilliantly and with much of the desired effect: "Always." Then he kissed her. It was such a simple thing, so sweet and perfectly, perfectly, tender that Sango found her legs, which had been pressed against the bottom, had turned to jelly. Her knees were pressed into his upper legs since he was kneeling on the bottom and she felt all her discomfort disappear as his lips slid so perfectly over hers'.
In that instant, they both felt a fire light and both knew with brilliantly clear, hysterical insanity that there would never be another kiss from anyone else for the rest of their lives'. Even if neither would admit it. Miroku broke it first making Sango gasp. She fell against his chest, letting him support her while she re-gripped her whole universe and came to terms with the fact that she had never been kissed so thoroughly, even though his tongue had never even slipped into her mouth. He tasted like…algae and leaves.
She opened her eyes and used her hands (since his arms had loosened enough for her to be able to move her arms again) to push against his chest so she could look up and meet his eyes again. He looked just as breathless as she was, even though they both had enough air from their near-drowning, saying it dramatically. Sango felt a searing in her eyes, again from the tainted water and she looked away, wiping them with her fists. They watered and eventually after a few dripped tears the burning reduced. "Are your eyes hurting?" he asked her. His deep voice reverberated through her breast, since they were now pressed very tightly against each other. She blinked a few times. "A little." She said shrugging. Her legs were going numb and she was shivering slightly.
He hugged her tighter and smiled slightly. He bent down slightly and kissed the tears from her lashes. "We need to clean up." he said grumpily. "Look at this! My good jacket's all ruined! I guess I'll just have to spend my millions of dollars on a new one. I might go broke you know." Sango laughed. "Whatever baka. Just let me up." In reply he slid his hands down her arms and rested them on her hips just below the water. Her eyes widened slightly as his mouth slid onto hers' again. This time he was a bit more demanding and his tongue traced her lips. He nibbled on her bottom lip and Sango gasped at this, having her last memory come to mind of the one who had done that; Mihara.
Miroku sensed her sudden with-drawl and he pulled back gently. "I'm sorry." She murmured feeling slightly embarrassed. "No worries Sango-chan." Sango smiled at his honorific change. She kissed his cheek, having to extend her neck a bit. He grinned and wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her up. He swung her into his arms, bridal-style. He stepped from the fountain and stood almost shakily on the solid ground. Sango demanded he put her down. He did, placing her very carefully onto the grass.
Sango grabbed his hand and stepped forward, happy to lead him back through the maze. That was until she felt his other hand on her buttocks, probing. She shrieked and whipped around smacking him. "You have no right!" she screamed at him, fuming again. "Damn!" he swore, dropping her hand and snapping his fingers. "You were doing so well too…" Sango said menacingly trailing off and cracking her knuckles. Miroku noticeably paled and got a running start.
Sango pursued, albeit happily, although she would never admit it.
Borderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborder
(Rin's POV)
"Are you sure this is the right way?" Rin turned on Sesshomaru, finally loosing her patience. "No, I'm not sure! This thing is too big to actually find your way in! But if you know the way back to the house, please share!" He didn't look at her and only moved swiftly around her to one of the hedges. He felt it for a moment; thinking, assessing. Then he turned back to Rin. "Come here." He gestured to himself. Rin went defensive. "Why?" she asked suspiciously. "Do you want to go back to the house or not?" he asked, not looking at her. If he were more emotional Rin would've said he sounded sarcastic, but there was nothing. Rin moved to his side reluctantly. His arm swept around her back and she was pushed into him in a snug manner. "Hold on." He warned. "To what?" Rin asked incredulously as he jumped.
She cringed and cried out as he leapt over the first bush, then the next and then next. He didn't stop and he didn't pause. Such grace! It was…unnatural. Rin counted fifteen in all until he stopped and let her re-gain her balance. The first thing she said was: "You're not human." He tensed, defensive, and released her. Rin stumbled, but caught herself. They were by the back porch overlooking the gardens. "Th-Thank you." She stuttered. She turned back to him, but he had already moved around her. She jumped, surprised by his movement. He was as cold as a blizzard!
Rin stood where she was, watching him move back into the house. His kiss was still on her lips, even now, but now she worried that he was upset with her. She shrugged and made her way back inside.
Borderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborder
(Sango's POV)
Sango pulled Miroku around the corner as the infamous Hoshii walked by. She tried to hold back her giggles. The two had been masquerading around the house trying to get to her room for twenty minutes now, but they had left a trail of dirt and water in their wake. "Ssh. Follow me!" she whispered to Miroku. She peeked around the corner before jumping out and grabbing Miroku's hand, pulling him along behind her earnestly and as they found the stairs and bolted up them. They both burst into out-of-breath laughs. They reached her room and threw themselves into it.
Miroku leaned against the shut door, cracking up and bent over himself. Sango joined him, wrapping her arms around him. He did the same to her only moments later and they both leaned into each other. "Sango?" Miroku gasped when they both had momentarily ceased panting and their breathing had almost returned to normal. "Yeah?" she asked, wiping tears from her eyes.
"Marry me."
She froze. "What?" she choked out. "Marry me. I knew the moment I saw you at that party I had to have you as my own. That my life isn't complete without you near." Sango looked into his eyes, which were the dark pools he attained while being his oddly deep self. "That was really corny." She told him in an almost disappointed manner. "All right, will you agree to being mine forever to the extent that when we both pass on our souls meld together as one being and our atoms go into the creation of one single being?" Sango sighed. "Sure, why not?" she shrugged. Miroku kissed her, the deepest he had yet. When they finally broke away he was grinning as though it would never be wiped from his face. "Great. Well, we should get cleaned up for dinner."
Borderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborder
(Rin's POV)
Rin made her way to dinner late that night. She had kept herself in her room pondering the new self-awareness she felt. She had dressed up for dinner for some reason, a nice long black skirt with a tank-top that was nicely cut and fit her snugly. She felt very attractive in it. Oh well. She ran to the dining room, hair flying out behind her.
She stumbled as she entered the room and caught herself. "So…sorry…I'm…" she stood up and caught her breath, "-late." She finished. "Quite fine dear! Have a seat!" Kagome's mother smiled at her and motioned to the large table that could sit at least ten comfortably. She nodded and moved forwards. Her foot, of course, caught on the Persian rug lining the whole of the dining room and she flew forwards. She "eep-ed" as she rocketed towards the ground.
An arm looped around her waist and stopped her fall. She was pulled up and the arm stayed on her waist. Silver hair entered her vision. Sesshomaru. Her face coloured vividly and Inuyasha, at the far end, laughed. Kagome's mother, who had been half-way into catching poor Rin, stopped and looked up to Sesshomaru, slightly confused. "Oh, why hello, Takagawa-san. It's…good to have you with us tonight!" she smiled at him, still slightly thrown-off.
"Sorry I'm late Higurashi-san, but I was working on some things, and I thought since this would be the last night I'll be spending here, I may as well join you all. I've been exceptionally rude about this, and for that I'm sorry." Rin was watching the ground, face red, but she finally looked up and saw Gramps, looking cheery and Kagome watching Sesshomaru in an analysing manner. Sango on the other hand looked positively murderous.
Her eyes were riveted to Sesshomaru's arm. She stood suddenly and walked to Rin. She grabbed the now-shy girl's arm and pulled her hard, out of Sesshomaru's grip. "Come Rin. I hope you're okay. Thank you for saving her." She said absent-mindedly over her shoulder. Sesshomaru didn't answer, but only sat. Thankfully it was farther up from Rin and across from her. Sango was sitting next to Miroku who winked at her as she sat. Rin coloured again. She felt like a fool, it was obvious everyone else had sensed something in her. Her emotions had been so open and readable! She felt embarrassed of herself.
Miroku leaned over Sango and smiled warmly. "You look so pretty Rin-san, but you should know you don't need to dress up for me." he winked again and Sango growled before swatting him on the head. "Careful, she's my sister." She warned. "Makes it even better." Miroku grinned devilishly. Sango swatted him again before Miroku grabbed her hand and kissed it rather handsomely. Rin watched her sister's reaction, cringing as she expected the onslaught. None came. Sango blushed and looked down to the table shyly. This was a shocker.
"Well, Sango, it seems someone is falling behind, nya?" Sango's head whipped up and Rin turned her eyes onto a smugly grinning Kagome; there was an odd glint in her eyes and Rin suspected there was some kind of deeper meaning to her using Sango's catchy phrase. Inuyasha sat next to Kagome and Rin believed she was the only one who was aware of his eyes drifting over to her more often then was appropriate.
They were all acting rather suspicious….'couple-ly' was the word she thought of. Rin looked back down at the table as a nice noodle dish was brought out for dinner and placed on the table. She almost started when Hoshii whispered over her shoulder: "Young Rin-san has enraptured Sesshomaru-sama, if you don't mind an old butler saying." Rin blushed again, now she almost expected it, it happened so often, and looked up, regretfully, to Sesshomaru. Gramps appeared to be telling him an amusing story in which Kagome's mother, Kagome and Inuyasha (who were only slightly farther up the table) were listening to with smiles and an occasional laugh. Sesshomaru however had his eyes glued to her and only her.
His eyes seemed to see right through her clothes and flesh and right into her soul, they were so piercing. She froze and everything else seemed to fade; Sango and Miroku arguing about some band she'd never heard of, Gramps's story, Kagome bickering something with Inuyasha which had started only a moment ago, and Kagome's mother nodding to the story. There was only the silver-haired angelic man sitting just a few chairs down and watching her through half-lidded eyes.
His face was as blank as ever, but his eyes seemed like galaxies revolving within each other. All the breath left her body and she slowly lost all common reasoning and thought. "Rin-chan?" Was that Sesshomaru calling her name? Sesshomaru…she liked saying his name. She wanted to say it out loud, but then the connection broke as he purposefully and with meaning looked to her left, motioning with his eyes. "Kami, Rinny, answer me!" Rin jumped and faced Sango blinking as tears sprang to her eyes from not doing it for who knew how long.
Sango looked slightly worried, but Miroku, over her shoulder, seemed to know exactly what she had been staring at. His eyes met hers' and nervously Rin tried to beg him not to tell Sango. He looked away over her shoulder, probably looking to Sesshomaru. He wouldn't turn her in. She let out a relieved breath and thanked him in her mind before answering Sango, attempting to sound dazed. "Sorry Sango-san I dozed off for a moment. What did you want?" Sango eyed her suspiciously then looked to Miroku who was still looking down the table. "I just asked if you wanted some." She pointed to one of the bowls of the noodle dish before them. Another bowl was near those sitting near the opposite end, only so no one played the 'passing' game.
Rin nodded, shaking her head slightly. "Keep your eyes down here Rin." Sango said gravely giving her the older sister look that plainly said she disapproved. Rin had gotten so few of those looks she was slightly thrown off by it at first. Then she timidly looked back down as Sango plopped some noodles onto her plate.
Borderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborder
(Sesshomaru's POV)
Sesshomaru had tried to talk himself out of going down to the dinner, but it was very hard. As he paced his room he remembered the defensive look the other girl had given him when he had asked after Rin. 'Ask her yourself.' He had to stop being so cowardly of a simple girl. Whom he loved. Remanding himself as he thought it he quickly slipped a shirt on, buttoned it up and checked his reflection in the mirror. Same as always; so different then the humans around him; so fierce and impassive; so unfeeling and intimidating.
Part of him every once in awhile wished he could at least be like Inuyasha just a small bit and be able to blend in with the humans, but it was much too hard for him to do. He thought of her comment earlier of him not being human. Had she been serious? Did she suspect the truth? Would she be horrified if she knew? Doubts, he hated them. He ran a hand through his hair so that he was able to keep it back from his face before he made his way down the stairs.
As he entered the room he picked up her scent immediately and viewing it through his demon-vision he watched, as if in slow-motion, Rin tipping forwards. He was there to meet her so fast he was glad no one had seen his inhuman speed. His hand reached out for her, slipping around the small waist and pulling her against him. His mind slipped from focus for a moment when he felt her bare skin. Her tank-top had slipped up on the side and just a bit of the smooth skin on her waist met his cold fingers.
He could remember her shape perfectly and what it had felt like when eagerly pushed into him. He wanted to lean down and place a quick kiss on her neck, but he resisted and regained his mind as he heard the mother begin speaking to him. He didn't hear what she'd said so he gave his lame excuse for being there. He hoped it would suffice. It did apparently, but he kept his hands on little Rin. She was so small! So fragile under his large hands…next thing he knew there was another woman resembling Rin, but with much sharper, striking features marching up to him.
Rin had relaxed herself into him, although her head was tilted towards the ground. Maybe, just maybe, she was as swept away as he was. He remembered her kiss as the girl faced him, anger and a sort of defensive glare shining in her eyes. Her hand reached out and grabbed Rin's arm. She pulled and as regretful as he was, Sesshomaru let her be yanked away. The warm skin left his touch and he closed his eyes briefly as he picked a seat near enough so he wasn't able to look at her without needing to turn his head fully.
He tried to stop from looking at her, but his eyes kept sliding over in her direction and his nose picked up her aroma far too easily. A semi-content feeling possessed him now; he had the memory of her kiss, of her body against his, but now he needed that every time he glimpsed her; he would not be sated until he'd had another taste.
Eventually the old man began telling them all some story about some shenanigans as a youth. He'd stopped listening as the noodles were brought out. The smell of the dish clouded his senses for a moment. Curry, leeks, celery and squid. Since he lost his ability to sustain her by her smell he decided, screw all consequences, and let his head turn slowly and his eyes to focus on her completely.
It took her only a few moments to realise he was staring at her and her still red-tinted face turned up to his, her sparkling eyes widening. He focused only on her eyes at this point. They didn't seem anything extraordinary, very pretty, yes, but it was more or less the fact of how clear and emotional they were, that he could seem to see everything she was thinking and feeling in them. He knew she must be a bad liar; anyone looking into those eyes would see right through her. Yes, he decided as he watched her, he would need to leave tonight. Staying would only worsen his need for her. Maybe getting away would make it better. He hoped.
He heard the other striking girl asking her if she wanted some of the noodle bowl. He realised with a jolt the girl was falling into his eyes very fast and deeply. It was like she was gone. She looked somewhat dream-like. He felt critical, so he motioned with his eyes to the other girl who was now impatiently saying her name. Rin…he liked the sound of her name. It was small and sweet like she was. As the girl's eyes widened in embarrassed fear she whipped around and faced both a slyly grinning Miroku and the other loud girl.
Miroku then looked to him, with his damned analysing look again. Sesshomaru bared his fangs before Inuyasha, to his right, elbowed him a bit too hard under the table. Sesshomaru turned on him letting the slight anger in him drop from his face and his fangs to slip back. Inuyasha's mate hadn't noticed. He was already addressing the girl as his half-brothers'; why? It was probably in the way Inuyasha never kept his eyes off her, was always arguing and giving her smiles he never gave anyone else. Also in the way his eyes burned in the same way Sesshomaru knew his own did when he thought of Rin's soft, innocent kiss. He focused on his plate as he spooned some of the meal onto it. He would need to leave tonight.
Borderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborder
(Kagome's POV)
Kagome sighed as she leaned back in the bath. What only the residents of the house knew about the underground, or the basement, was that the nearby waterfall allowed there to be a very small very natural hot spring under the house. They were so lucky. She blessed her lucky stars Gramps had done what he'd done to get them there and slipped farther under the water. Soon she felt her eyes getting heavy.
"Why, look at this, I seemed to have scented you out after all." Kagome screamed and jumped up before remembering she was naked and flopping awkwardly back into the water. She whipped around and met the twinkling eyes of Inuyasha. "What the hell are you doing down here! And why now! Get out, I'm naked you pervert!" He didn't answer any of her questions, just glided forwards and placed himself in a sitting position near the rim of the bath. Kagome desperately wished she had something very hard, sharp and heavy to throw at him, but she hadn't thought to come with anything like that.
"It's not exactly anything I haven't seen before." He shrugged and Kagome's face became brilliantly crimson. She eyed the fluffy ears poking jubilantly through his silver hair. "Is that smart?" she asked, her eyes focused clearly on his ears. He flicked one unconsciously. "Well, you're safe, now I know, so I'm just gonna' turn in now. Don't trip or anything on the way back up." Inuyasha stood and made his way back towards the thick stairs leading back up. "Wait! You came to see if I was all right?" There was more confusion in her voice then flattery. Inuyasha turned to face her.
He didn't answer. "Listen, I leave tomorrow. And since I have a lot of other…responsibilities back in the city, I don't know when I'll be able to see you again." He looked away from a now-pale Kagome. "But I swear," he looked back to her and his eyes were slightly frightening. "If you let anyone else touch you or try to convince you I don't care for you even more strongly, well, I'll just have to convince you otherwise." Then he turned back around, and as if nothing odd had just conspired between them he made his way back up the stairs whistling some kind of j-rock tune. (AN: Prolly Kagrra, since I'm in love with them right now…)
Kagome watched him until she couldn't see him any longer and then she looked to her face rippling in the reflection of the bath. She watched the few tears slip from her eyes. She watched, because in her mind she was convincing herself they weren't there.
Borderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborder
(Sesshomaru's POV)
(WARNING: Rin and Sesshie-kun strong lime, no likie, no readie!)
Sesshomaru didn't know why he stood in the front hall of the house at midnight. He should be out the door, moving down to his car parked outside. But he stood, still as a statue, in the front hall letting the swift moonlight bathe him in shadow as it streamed in from the large window placed far up above the large door. In fact the whole room was bathed in the same moonlight.
Finally he took a deep breath and pushed Rin's lips and taste and smell from his mind. He took two steps towards the door before someone crossed the hall from the living room directly on his left. He didn't jump, but he did freeze. "Oh. You must be Sesshomaru." There was another one? Oh yes, he remembered her now. The sulky girl who had made them play that game. "And you must be…?" he trailed off, not truly interested, and slightly frustrated this girl had stopped him. It didn't matter who she was, he was leaving now.
"Kikyo." She offered, voice monotone. "Leaving already? You'll break Rin's heart." She said it in such a dead, emotionless voice the words didn't register until she had sashayed halfway across the hall. He froze again and then turned to face her. "What did you say your name was?" he asked suspiciously. "Could be anything by now." she shrugged. "I have to leave." He said over his shoulder as he reached for the door. "Are you sure? Are you sure that's what you want? I mean, honestly, Rin's a pretty girl. Pretty innocent too. She's too emotionally unbalanced to have a heart-break. It'd kill her." This made him turn fully and fast. "The girl will be selling herself on the streets in no time." Sesshomaru didn't know why this got such a reaction out of him, but it did.
He was in front of her in a too-impossible speed, teeth bared and glinting in the moonlight. "You will not say such things." He hissed menacingly. She didn't flinch only smiled a dead smile. "Hello little demon. This is a surprise. But then again, with your beauty you could suppose such. After all, a hunter must be attractive to its prey." She took a step back, then another before she started to walk backwards up the stairs.
Sesshomaru cursed her and himself inside out. How could he be so stupid! He just gave away his secret in one foul swoop. The padding of feet to his right made him consider hiding, suitcase and all. But he found this foolish so he moved back near the door. Rin stepped into the room. 'Shit.' He thought.
Borderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborder
(Rin-chan POV)
"Can I borrow this Kagome-san?" Kagome looked up to Rin. She was on her way to take her bath. "Sure Rin." Rin smiled. It was one of her more revealing nightgowns. Rin had decided she was going to wear nicer things from now on, look nicer, since she was now more aware of herself. And why not start with a nice pretty silk nightgown? Her hair was still wet from her shower, but she shook it out as she thanked Kagome profusely.
Back in her room, Rin was coming down with a case of insomnia. He was the only thing she could think about. He was leaving tonight and she might not see him again for awhile. Her whole being ached with that idea. Now that she knew he was real and alive she wanted to spend every moment with him. She eyed the clock. Eleven-thirty. 'A snack.' She thought as she stood and smoothed out the long nightgown.
She loved it, a cream white, making her skin look pale and smooth. It didn't dip too low, but just near her breasts the material changed to a sort of see-through net. It didn't bother her; after all, she decided a little cleavage never hurt anybody. That's what Sango said. She still felt alienated in it slightly, but it was comfortable and it just looked dashing in the moonlight, and it flowed over her skin and moved like the wind when she moved. Yes, she definitely liked it.
She slipped out of her room and, still perturbed by his leaving, made her way into the kitchen, tripping only once. She rooted through the kitchen for a good long while before she decided on a cupcake, small, chocolate, and made just yesterday by a bored Kagome. It was delicious and she sipped on some milk as she ate it. Luckily she didn't spill, but as she made her way back to her room, she realised she had some frosting all over her lips.
Embarrassed slightly, the sound of voices made her stop and forget all about the bits of frosting. He was there. In the front hallway. Her heart kicked into high gear and she was sure it would give her away. She stepped slightly farther into the room and watched him around the corner, just standing there looking slightly ferocious and lips curled back before he acknowledged her bare feet on the floor and bolted back for the door. She almost gasped. He moved like a blur. He wasn't human. There was no way.
She stepped fully into the room, knowing her cover was blown. He saw her and he seemed to stay as cold as before. "Rin?" a soft voice called from the upstairs hallway. "Sango!" Rin cried, fear shooting through her. If Sango saw them standing together….and herself dressed like this….this would not look good. She looked back to him, scared and panicked. "We need to hide." He looked slightly put-off before she ran forward and grabbed his arm, pulling him hard towards one of the closets near the staircase. She opened the door and slipped inside, beckoning to a hesitant Sesshomaru.
He reluctantly slid in and closed the door, enclosing them in darkness. Rin regretted it instantly. Now she was almost on top of him, wearing this now-stupid nightgown and the only thing in her mind how smooth and strong his lips were. He turned to face her. His eyes were glowing in the dark she realised, as her eyes adjusted. "Sorry, I can't let her see me with you, she'll get angry." He didn't speak. "Wow. I can't believe I have you trapped in a closet." She smiled to herself and leaned back against the wall. There was nothing in this one; most things were placed in the larger closet almost right next to the door, but one or two ancient shoes littered the bottom.
He didn't say a word, barely acknowledged her. Rin wondered if she had scared him. But after how he'd acted today and others'…had she been wrong to assume he had loved her as much as she loved him? "Rin?" Sango's muffled voice sounded just outside. Rin inhaled sharply. After a few moments of silence she heard Sango leave in the direction of the kitchens' and she mumbled almost breathlessly: "Why are you leaving?" It sounded so pitiful and hurt that Rin felt stupid for saying it.
"Is it me? I didn't mean to frighten you by kissing you it's just…you're so beautiful and mysterious and intimidating and I thought, maybe just for a moment you wanted to kiss me too because you kissed me back so…wonderfully." Her cheeks flushed and she felt that same odd feeling in the depths of her stomach. "And I…" her voice got very, very soft. "I'm afraid of loosing you." She closed her eyes and hid her face in her hands. It sounded like such an immature, childish thing to say she hated herself after she'd said it, but his silence made it so easy to talk to him.
It was when he still said nothing and tears slipped casually to her eyes and then out of them that she finally looked up to him. It was now very easy to see him. His eyes were closed very tightly, his teeth were biting his lip very hard and his fists were clenched at his side. His whole body suggested a tense string about to snap. Rin, confused reached out to touch his arm. Before her trembling hand got close he snapped and in a movement that almost frightened her lunged for her.
His arms grabbed her shoulders and she hit the back of the closet; his lips crashed onto hers almost painfully and he demanded entrance. Rin let all her new emotions take hold as instinct opened her mouth and leaned her head back. This kiss wasn't like the first; this was demanding and filled with all his built-up desire. His tongue probed endlessly as if he couldn't get enough. His body pressed into hers' which was pressed into the wall of the closet.
His hand moved off of her shoulder and down to her waist, taking it and pulling it against his own. Rin gasped as she felt once again his reaction and instinctively pulled away, but he wouldn't have any of that in a force like steel his other hand pushed her neck so her mouth was again clamped to his. After a moment of struggle she gave in. Not in defeat, but in a want for him to take over. He did, willingly and deeply. His tongue was halfway down her throat before she returned it. She was timid, but quickly edged on by that same fire in the pit of her stomach and lower that was starting to consume her.
On an instinct she wiggled her hips slightly, grinding them both together. It was his turn to growl in pleasure. The hand on her neck dropped again to her small waist and he pulled her tighter and tighter until their bones were almost meeting. This time he moved his hips. Rin broke away from his mouth with a gasp and his lips slipped to her jaw, then down and found her neck. This was new. She grabbed his shoulders and pulled him forwards slightly. Now their chests were smashed together. He laid two wet soft kisses on her neck before he pulled away completely and wrapped his arms around her.
Rin was gasping horribly with her sudden need for air. She whimpered slightly at loosing his wonderful lips, but he only growled again. His hands were tight on her body. The warmth of them seared through the pitiful nightgown. Her chest moved up and down hard, her breasts slamming into his chest each time. His thumbs started to make small circles on her lower naval making her forget how to breathe. Slowly he eased away from her until he held her in a loose embrace. Rin's lips hurt. They were probably going to bruise.
His arms gently eased off of her. Then he took a step back. Rin slumped against the wall behind her needing the support of it to regain her mind. It had floated away or melted into the fire that was now her body. She heard him inhale deeply, which confused her before he opened the door and slipped out, closing it quietly. She slid down to her knees. Sango must be searching for her. She'd better get back upstairs.
When she poked her head out the door he was gone. Rin touched her lips gently. She could still taste him, could still feel him pressed against her, pushing into her, making her want something she knew so little about…Rin sighed and ran back up the stairs not tripping once.
Borderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborder
(Sesshie-kun POV)
When Sesshomaru saw her looking like a mirage in a white gown that enunciated every curve of her body, every dip including the valley of her breasts he almost drifted off into oblivion. But then the girl dragged him into that damned closet and stood so close to him…he wanted so badly to rip off that silly excuse for a nightgown and take her, right up against the wall. His body was already far enough into that, but then, she just had to begin to talk and bring up her memory of the kiss. Then it all came back to him.
His hands clenched so he didn't reach out and seek out that hot little body, he closed his eyes so he couldn't see her maidenly blush, and he bit his lip, hoping the pain would distract him. The breaking point was when he smelled her arousal. She was watching him. He felt it, then the smell hit his nostrils and he lost all thought. He was replaced by his demon instincts to reach out and take it.
As he grabbed her and shoved her into the wall capturing that so-perfectly-sweet mouth he reigned in a bit. He would taste her so thoroughly, she would never even think of another man. As if she were water and he a dying man he absorbed her rapidly. And then his hand reached for her waist dragging her against him. Let her see how much he wanted her, needed her. She gasped and her mouth left his, but he pushed her head back onto his own, tongue still digging deep.
He felt her body go limp and then respond to his kiss. Her own tongue found his mouth and hesitantly slipped inside. Oh Kami-sama, if she didn't feel his need then she sure must've now. She was soon attacking his mouth less hesitantly. Her arousal smelled so strong it coated the whole closet. He could survive off of that smell forever.
Then the little minx thought up something new to drive him insane. She ground her hips against his. He almost howled and pushed right into her, but he controlled himself on a small whim. He grabbed her waist in both hands and pulled them as tight as he could. He could feel her against him; the very core of her. He jerked his hips upwards. Rin felt this very close to home, he could tell and a grin took his lips now. He'd gone too far, but he didn't care. He knew someday they'd be doing this naked, so she may as well get used to it now.
She gasped and broke away, but he moved to her jaw line and then her neck placing two sweet kisses on it and tasting the skin. 'Delicious…' he thought grinning again. Then he held her and he let the comfort she brought to him slip over him and let his human side regain control. For such an 'innocent' little thing she sure did have a wild, seducing manner. Slowly he let go of her; he had to leave. If he didn't now he would do something they would both regret. No, not now.
He would have her later when she had tasted more and known the results. But not like this, in some closet. It took all of his willpower but eventually he left her gasping and aroused. Let her know what it's like. He grinned as he left, his soul, heart and mind soaring. He'd never been happier. And that was saying something. He looked down and growled. Time for a cold shower.
TBC!
Borderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborderborer
AN2: Sorry, this was short. I just want to get it posted now, and get some good reviews. They help my self-esteem. Hey, if you like yaoi, check out some of my other stuff. Starting to write it, and I need some good opinions ;) Oh yeah, and sooo sorry if Sesshie-kun is kinda OOC, but I don't so well with him as a character. And, the other two couples will have their spotlight next time(s) promise! If you think there's too much of one, or not enough of another, or whatever, please let me know! I'm looking for (nice) suggestions! Okay, please review, sorry again this took so long It'll be faster next time, promise!
Kay.
Love and peace,
-Kurai-Tenshi of Doom