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Chapter 16

Smells like dirty tube socks

There is always a point in our lives where we will literally snap like a twig. Wait, I didn't mean literally because…well…it would hurt. I couldn't imagine snapping in have like a twig in literal sense. I mean, there would be blood everywhere, and everyone would be crowding around asking what happened. Plus with crying and screaming for help, it would be a total mess, and I would just be chillin' on the ground, snapped in half…like a twig of course…where was I going with this again? Right, twig…um…yeah, when I meant snapped like a twig, I meant snapped like an angry Tasmanian devil. Seriously, haven't people seen Loony Toons? I guess I wouldn't be that crazy…never mind.

I was staying at Ayame's after my little incident with the land lord. I'd wondered if the guy would report to the police about Ayame's sudden arrival and punches. I found out, from what Ayame mom has told us, a neighbour had called the police after finding the man. They had gone to grab a first aid kit, but when they returned, the man was gone. I also found out from Mrs. Mori, my lovely land lord was actually part of a gang in the city, and had been using an alias to get by with the little wage he got selling drugs. I always knew there was something else in his system other than alcohol.

But forgetting about what almost happened to me; I started to think of a way to get back at Sesshomaru. While we sat in Ayame's small room, my mind swarmed with evil ideas, like 'the humiliating' ideas such as exploding pudding and woopie cushion on the seat, to more illegal ideas such as slashing his tires on his car. In the end, I picked the humiliating ones. Hey, I didn't want to get sued! The worst thing that can happen to me, if I get pudding in Sesshomaru's hair, was he could sue me for ruining his hair! How much does his hair cost? I mean it was rather silky, and smooth, and…shut up!

"Ayame!" I screamed, remembering something.

She jumped from her sitting positon on her bed, look away from her magazine, to me. The look she got from it, oh man I wish I had a phone.

"What?" She grumbled.

"I forgot something," I said, calmly.

"Okay, but did you have to scream out my name?"

"It was the only way to get your attention. You are always so concentrated whenever you read your magazines."

She rolled her eyes, and sighed in exasperation. "Okay, whatever, what do you want?"

"I forgot my stuff."

"At your apartment? Don't worry; my mom can get it for you."

"No, I don't have anything at my apartment. I meant my stuff at Takahashi's place. I need something from my one drawer in his room."

She raised an eyebrow. "You had one drawer? How much does the dog own?"

I shook my head, sighing. "You don't want to know. Anyways, it's really important I get my stuff!"

"Can't you get it tomorrow? He might be there."

"No, I must get them tonight. It's the upmost importance, Ayame!" I stood up and started shaking her. "The upmost importance!"

"Okay, okay, I get it! Can you stop shaking me now?"

I stepped back. "Sorry. Oh and if Sesshomaru is there, we have to make sure he doesn't see me."

"Um…why?"

"Because Ayame, we just broke up today. No girl is supposed to see the guy at least a day after the break up. It would be a week but if they go to the same school, and it's impossible. But he mustn't know."

"Okay…but he'll smell you."

"Not if I have something that will mask my scent."

I got up and rummaged through Ayame's dirty laundry in her bathroom. She followed, saying, "Rin, you have a very distinguished scent, unless you have some special perfume, there is no way you can…why are you digging through my dirty laundry?"

"Trying to find something to mask my scent with…my god, it stinks like gym socks in here."

She pushed me away and pulled out a white…or used to be white gym sock. I swear I could see the stink radiating off of it in green waves. And I thought the land lord's clothes were bad.

"Does this answer your question?" She asked. She threw is back in the pile, sighing. "Okay, you want something to mask your scent? Come with me."

She grabbed my wrist and quietly led me into her mother's room, showing me the array of perfume bottles. I mean, there were a lot. At least fifty bottles. There were small ones and big ones. Ones shaped like hearts and diamonds, and others shaped….well….not heart shaped. Ayame picked up one bottle the size of my thumb, pink, and smelling like…well I didn't know how to describe it. Let's just say it would mask my scent very well.

"Uh, are we allowed in here?" I asked.

It was the chief of police's room and perfume. I wanted to make sure I wouldn't get arrested. Ayame laughed. "Don't worry, my mom's not even in the house, remember?"

I smelled it again, finally grabbing a better scent of it. Now I could describe it. "Smells like dirty tube socks."

"It's because it is dirty tube socks."

"What?"

"Well, with a hint of peppermint. My mom uses it when she deals with criminals with sensitive noses. Works every time."

"I would rather smell like your gym socks." I stepped back from the bottle, and holding my nose, as she held it up, preparing to spray me.

"Don't be stupid, Rin. You wear those, you can say goodbye to your feet."

I placed my hands up in defense as she moved closer. "I'll have anything else than that perfume."

"Rin…." she whined. "Stop moving around."

"Get that smelly bottle away from me."

"Rin!" she snapped, flashing in front of me when I made a run from it.

Then she sprayed the perfume, making me sneeze, and frown. I was not amused by this. "So…how do I smell?"

She backed away, clearly trying to hold her breath in.

"I'm guessing its working?"

She held her nose. "Oh it…um…worked alright."

"Where did your mom get this? From a skunk?"

"No, you would be able to smell it if it was skunk perfume. This kind of perfume makes sure the person who is wearing it, doesn't smell it. She got it from the station or something."

I sniffed the air, and surprisingly didn't smell the tube socks. "Why do I smell burning cookies?"

I saw Ayame's eyes widen, and run away in a blink of an eye. Huh, I didn't even know she was making cookies. I didn't even know she could bake!

And there goes the fire alarm. Gods, I've always hated loud, beeping noises. I might as well help her before she burns the whole house down.

xXx

"At least you didn't burn the whole house down," I said.

Ayame's hands clenched the steering wheel so much; I thought she was going to break it off. We were on our way to the Takahashi mansion where we would sneak in, grab my stuff, and sneak out, before Sesshomaru could see me…or smell me. The windows in the car were rolled down to make sure Ayame wouldn't pass out in the car, but I didn't think it would matter since she would break it before anything else happened.

So she almost burned down her kitchen? We got the fire out! Kind of. I mean there were white foam everywhere and the cookies…why the hell was she baking them in the first place? Anyway, it didn't matter anymore. What was done was done. There wasn't much we could do.

"Ayame…?"

"Rin, let's not speak of this ever again. I will talk to my mother when she is home, and pray I don't get grounded until I'm three hundred."

"Okay then."

"So what is it you need from the dog house?" She asked.

"It's something very, very important. It will help with thinking up great plans on getting back at Sesshomaru with." I tapped my fingers together like Mr. Burns from The Simpsons.

"And…"

I stopped the tapping. "And what?"

"What is it?"

"Oh, a pair of my lucky, mismatching socks!"

Ayame stopped the car and started turning around then. I placed my hand on the wheel, stopping her, and asking what she was doing. "We're going home," she answered.

"Why?"

"Because you don't need socks—"

"Mismatching," I corrected.

"Whatever. You don't need mismatching socks to plan an awesome comeback."

"Ayame! Do you not understand the importance of these socks?"

"No, I do not understand how important socks can be," she said in a boring tone. "Please enlighten me, oh great one."

I cleared my throat—a must when speaking of something important. "Do you remember the one time when I forgot to study for a final in biology and later found out I got one hundred percent on? Well, I had the socks on the day I found out the results."

"That doesn't mean they're lucky! It's means it's just a coincidence. And you did study for the test, Rin. You just studied so hard, you ended up falling asleep during the exam, dreaming about getting the one hundred percent. You actually got a sixty on it."

"It's still pretty good for someone who fell asleep during it." I nodded.

She sighed. "Can we go home now?"

"Why? We're here," I said, pointing to the gates. "Might as well go in."

"You go in. I'll be the backup."

I saluted her, and got out of the car. Before I stepped away, I leaned down to the open window of the car, asking, "Should we have walkie-talkies?"

"Just go!"

"Okay, okay. I'll be ten minutes."

Getting into Sesshomaru's bedroom was harder than I thought, first because he was on the second story. At least he had a balcony, and vines to lead up to so balcony. Oh dear, I hope my climbing skills didn't fail me tonight. I had to get over the massive stone wall first. Stupid rich people. Why did they have to have high walls anyway? I was glad a bush was there to catch my fall on the other side. I had scratches, but I was eh-okay.

The light was on in Sesshomaru's bedroom, meaning he was inside. Terrific.

Climbing the vines was a piece of cake. If I was a spider! How Romeo did it, I would never know. But luckily for me, once I made it onto the balcony, I saw steam coming from the shower, meaning Sesshomaru was MIA! Hell yeah!

So I made quick work, heading over to my one drawer to find…nothing. Emptiness. What the…"Fuck," I muttered softly, hearing the bathroom door open.

I made it into his closet before he spotted me, trying not to breathe…or be afraid. Trust me, dog demons can sense fear. But, why would I be afraid of Sesshomaru? That was…okay…. right now I was afraid of him. Technically, I was breaking and entering, even though his window was wide open.

"What the hell stinks in here?" He said.

Well, at least the perfume was working.

From the small cracks in the closet door, I could see him sniffing around, trying to track the scent. I could also see the small towel around his waist; his long, white hair dripping with water; and his amazing abs…no, stop! But I was in trouble, and unfortunately for me, I was paying so much attention day dreaming about his perfect body, I didn't see the closet door opening, or Sesshomaru's burning golden eyes. Yeah, I was screwed.

"Freakazoid, what the…why are you in my closet?"

I blinked, mouth gapped open. Come on, speak dammit! Speak! "I was trying to find…my stuff, and when I was looking, your closet locked me inside here."

"You know you suck at lying, right?"

I narrowed my eyes. "Shut up and tell me what you did with my stuff!"

He crossed his arms, and smirked. "Why? Did you want them back?"

"Yes! They're the only clothes I have!"

I watched as his eyes scanned my body and the purple sweat suit I had on. "Uh huh. Well, you're too late. I already threw them out."

"You. Did. WHAT?"

"They were stinking up the place. And speaking of stinking up, why do you smell like dirty tube socks?"

I placed my hand on his chest and pushed him away. "That isn't the point! You threw my clothes away?"

"Are you deaf? Don't make me repeat myself."

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?"

"Don't scream. I didn't throw them out. I got one of the maids to come in and pack them into a garbage bag. They're down stairs, and were going to be delivered to you tomorrow when Jaken went into town."

I breathed in relief. However, my eyes didn't stop glaring at him. "You little…."

"You should be thanking me, Freakazoid. Besides, I couldn't stand the smell of them in my room. They were putrid."

"Your face is putrid!" I snapped, like a twig, kicking him right in the baby maker, and storming out. In the background I could hear him groaning slightly. Oh, and I might've bruised my foot too. What was his doodle made out of? Rock?

When I got downstairs, I found my bag quietly sitting by the front door in a large, black garbage bag. In some way, it did look like trash. When I was about to pick it up, I jumped to the front doors opening, and Inuyasha and Kagome walking inside…laughing? Wait, what?

"Rin?" Kagome spoke. "What are you doing here?"

"Yeah, what are you doing here?" Inuyasha followed.

"I…I…you two are…what?"

"Is that you I smell? God, I thought a stink bomb went off in here," Inuyasha commented, holding his nose.

"What? I don't smell anything," Kagome said.

"It's special perfume!" I said. I pointed to them. "Anyways, what is this?"

Kagome glanced between me and Inuyasha, smiling. "Oh that's right, you didn't find out. Inuyasha and I started dating about a week ago secretly, and we decided not to tell anybody until today. I guess since you left school early, you didn't find out."

"Yeah, we heard about Sesshomaru, and how you poured soda all over his head," Inuyasha laughed. "That…was just classic, Rin. You're okay in my books."

I nodded, still wierded out. "But Kikyo…."

"Oh we broke up a few weeks ago when I heard her parents were transferring her to a special religious school. It's a school for those who committed a sin. Her parents apparently found her doing it in bed with some strange guy, and shipped her off the next morning."

"And you didn't care?" I asked, surprised by his calm tone.

"Nah, I was going to break up with her anyways. She was too…demanding."

The way his arm was around Kagome was kind of cute, and Kagome did seem very happy. "Okay, then I approve…I guess. But, if you do anything to hurt Kagome, Inuyasha, I'll…kick your ass."

He blinked, not fazed by my threat. "Is that all?"

"And…something else shall happen."

"What?"

"When I think of it, you shall be the first to know, until then…farewell."

I didn't get far, though, with my bag. Izayoi appeared a few seconds later wiping her hands on a dish towel.

"Oh, Rin! I didn't know you stopped by." She smiled. "And Inuyasha is this Kagome, the girl you've been speaking of?"

"Yes, and we actually have a lot of homework to do, Mom, so we'll…um…see you later," Inuyasha said, running up the stairs, dragging Kagome close behind.

"Oh, young love. I remember when that was me and Inutaisho. Rin, dear, did you come over to speak to Sesshomaru? That boy has been locked in his room all day."

"Uh, no, actually, Sesshomaru and I broke up, and I just came over to get my stuff."

She frowned. "Oh I was wondering why he wasn't handcuffed to you. That is too bad. You too looked like you were perfect for each other."

I lowered by head, biting my lip. "Yeah, I guess the Fates just made a mistake."

"There is no mistake in love, my dear. When it happens, it's impossible to let it go." She leaned forward and whispered, "Learned that when I met Inutaisho."

"I know the story, Izayoi. But Sesshomaru and I, we just…didn't compute. He…did some things to me…to hurt me…it was all a lie."

"I'm sorry to hear that, Rin. But to me, it seems like you still love him."

I shrugged. "I don't know right now."

Izayoi sighed lightly. "Well, if there is anything you need, just let me know."

Then I got an idea. The most awesome idea. The most awesome, most evil idea. "Do you have any old photos of Sesshomaru? I want one to remember him at least."

"Of course, please follow me," she smiled.

I followed her into the large living room where she pulled out a big brown book, placing it on the coffee table. When she opened it though, oh my god!

"Is that…?" I gapped.

"Yup, this is Sesshmaru at five years old. Isn't he cute?"

I fought the urge to laugh. "Why is he wearing a pink dress?"

"Well, when Sesshomaru's mother died, and Inuyasha was born, I was so upset about not having a daughter, so because Sesshomaru was the oldest and fit in the clothes better, I dressed him in these beautiful little girl clothes."

"And he didn't care?"

"No, actually, he loved it! Plus with his long hair and those pink marks over his eyes, it made him quite girlish."

"Can I have these?"

"Uh…yeah, I don't see why not. I have many more where that came from."

I held them in my hands, my eyes blazing at them, and me smiling. "Nah, this is perfect."

"Come by anytime, Rin. We'll have tea."

She walked me to the door, and hugged me. Izayoi—the perfect mother. Inuyasha was lucky to have her.

"Thanks."

So to make things worse about this night, it started raining. Great! Well at least the perfume washed away. I quickly ran back to Ayame's car to see her playing Flappy Bird on her phone. Really Ayame?

"Girl, why?" I asked, gesturing to the game.

"Shut up, I'm almost at my high score…dammit! Rin, you made me mess up."

"Come on, I'm done here. Let's go."

"One second."

I breathed out, annoyed. "You were the one who wanted to go, so let's go!"

"Okay, okay, god!" She put her phone away and started driving.

My plan was simple; make Sesshomaru know how much he has hurt me, not from today, but from all the other years of my life. He has played pranks on me, humiliated me in front of so many people, it was time for Karma to get its chocolate.

On our way home, my thoughts were interrupted when I noticed a car behind us, following close behind. All the turns we made, he followed. All the land changes me made, he followed. And it wasn't soon until I spoke up.

"You see the car behind us, don't you?"

"Yeah, it's just some idiot. Just ignore him, Rin."

"But Ayame, he's been following us this whole time."

I saw her eyes narrow as she took a hard right, pushing me to sideways. I looked behind to see the guy disappear. I breathed out in relief as Ayame made another turn back in the direction of her house. But once we got back onto the main road, the guy was back.

What the hell?

A/N: I like this chapter better than the original. DIRTY TUBE SOCKS FTW!

Also, some of you are wondering if she'll still be pregnant. Well, keep reading and you'll find out! ;)