I'll Marry You For the Greencard!

by XxDezzidancexX

After an unprecedented email, Sesshomaru finds himself struck by the uncanny resemblance of the sender to his long-lost love. Through a series of blunders, the two folks strike an uncanny friendship and become life-long pen pals. After discovering the girl's awful living conditions, Sesshomaru proposes a quick solution to get her out and avoid unnecessary paperwork and processing.

12. Rings'n'Things

Hey dudes, brilliant earth is the ring website. Jangmi has a limited online selection, so I needed to cross-reference. Also dudes, I'm alive! Please keep me in your good wishes!

Also, if you'd like please skip Rin's explanation of her webcomic, it doesn't make much sense now - but its going to become important to the story.

Edit: reposted as of 5/5/2022 to fix an error that Inuyasha-Loves_Hanyou-Kagome was so kind to call out. Year changed from 330BC to 830AD

Also corrected to fix the fact that I ABUSE the term, "Such a thing." I reread it and noticed it a while back.

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"What am I supposed to do? Twiddle my fingers and stare at the wall?"

"I'd suggest you get started."

"Are you serious? I can't do that! I'm not even tired anymore."

"Just because you aren't tired, doesn't mean you shouldn't rest, Rin. Your body needs rest even if your mind doesn't."

Rin looked over her shoulder at Sesshomaru, then carefully slid her arm to the nightstand beside her to grab her phone.

Slowly, she stretched her arm, hoping to not draw attention to herself.

When her phone was in hand, she slid it under her, and lowered the brightness.

She opened Amazon, and when she typed one letter, the screen vibrated.

Breathing heavily through a single nostril, she went to settings and changed the touch settings, before hoping to muffle her phone once more by pushing it underneath herself.

She sneezed again, and began breathing through her mouth.

She felt movement behind her, and froze, until the movement stopped.

Pleased that he seemed asleep, she continued searching on Amazon for sketching tablets.

Her breathing increased when she saw that a bundle pack Huion sketching tablet was on sale, and she saved the item to her wishlist.

Moments later, she felt slight unease.

Deciding to check, she looked over her shoulder to see Sesshomaru staring right back at her.

"Ah! Sesshomaru-sama!"

"I commend your effort, but I saw you from the very moment you shifted."
"Come-on, this is torture! I can't sit here sick, miserable, and unoccupied!"

"So, online shopping kills boredom?"

She shook her head, "No, I'm thinking about picking up my webcomic again, but I would need another pen tablet."

"Order it then."

"No, I'm going to make my own money and purchase it!"

"It's 45 dollars, just get the thing."

"No! I've already taken so much from you."

He dropped the subject, making a mental note.

"For a pen tablet, you'd need a desktop, wouldn't you?"

"Not really, it isn't a must."

He made another mental note.

She sat up, and reached over to the nightstand to turn on the lamp. "Oh, thank God, the water is still hot."

Rin made herself another cup of tea and took some vitamin c along with it.

"What is your plot even about?"

The girl's face brightened instantly in the dim lighting, "Oh! My comic, Fallen Kingdom? Are you sure? Once I start, I rant since I get so excited!"

He nodded, and closed his eyes, giving her the 'okay.'

Rin could barely contain herself from bouncing, and took a deep breath through her mouth to steel herself, before picking up her computer to pull up her comic. She started, save for the occasional cough or sneeze, which had lessened throughout the evening.

"Fallen Kingdom is set during the Maurya empire, in 830 A.D, which spans from Afghanistan to Laos, and up into modern-day Uzbekistan. Although, disclaimer, all of the rest is heavily fictionalized.

It revolves around Prince Vihaan-Kabir, whose set to take the throne from his senile father, King Karthik. Anyways, Vihaan has a terrible relationship with his father because he was an undesired child, simply born to reinforce his father's stance on the throne.

Therefore, King Karthik is willing to do anything to prevent Vihaan from succeeding the throne. That's where Rajesh comes in, Rajesh is not only Vihaan's cousin, but also his half-brother. King Karthik had favored his bethrothed's sister, and although unable to give Rajesh any true title, being older, he was trained like a prince, and became his father's official advisor.

On the brink of death, Karthik plots alongside Rajesh to kill Vihaan in an "accident" so that the elder brother would take the throne. The plot was foiled although, by displaced peoples from Samarkand, a powerful city conquered in 329BC. The people were disseminated after Alexander the Great, and they were prosecuted for their muslim beliefs. Due to that, they ended up fleeing and landing in North India.

Rajesh and Karthik had never taken a liking towards the refugees because they felt that they were the cause of many bad omens, as well as reminders to Alexander's prowess. Vihaan, on the other hand, displayed nothing but empathy, even opening the storehouses to feed them. The issue escalated, when the same refugees who resided in the mountains, killed the brigade sent to murder Vihaan during his daily training.

Unfortunately, Vihaan lost his best friend, and many of his loyal followers during the attack. There were many casualties on the refugee's side as well. A girl named Rayahan, freshly orphaned after the attack, nursed Vihaan and two of his soldiers back to health, alongside the compassion of the other refugees.

When Rajesh traveled up the mountains, he planned to gloat and massacre the remaining refugees, but grew angered when he saw them scattering. In a fit of rage, he burned what little remained of their establishment, belongings, and supplies.

During the escape, his eyes caught Vihaan escaping, gravely injured, on a horse. He sent his soldiers after them, but Rayahan outsmarted them.

With his tail between his legs, Rajesh returned to the palace, and told his father of the incident. King Karthik decided to chalk it up to a mysterious disappearance, and issued a period of mourning for the city.

Rajesh was crowned King, and with false candor, reassured the people that it was an act of the Gods, and that albeit heartbreaking, it was the right thing to do.

Karthik's health, took a nosedive, and Rajesh blamed Vihaan from stealing his precious father from him.

When Karthik died soon after, Rajesh's wickedness increased. He enacted a genocide upon the refugees from Samarkand, and secretly sent another brigade to hunt and kill Vihaan and Rayathan. For months, no word was heard from them, and Rajesh began to feel comfortable.

A year passed, and to hurt Vihaan, he decided to take his originally betrothed wife, Aathira. The marriage commenced quickly, against Aathira's wishes. Now, just to add, Aathira is a really kind girl who also has a compassionate heart, but Rajesh makes her daily life hell.

Through the abuse, Rajesh builds a warped sense of love for her, and becomes incredibly jealous and possessive, striking down both enemies and allies for even casting a glance in her direction.

His jealousy then becomes his downfall. He becomes less vigilant for Vihaan's return, and many who were loyal to him turned in search for Vihaan. If it is proven that Vihaan was still alive, then Rajesh would have to renounce the throne. Better yet, if it is proven that Rajesh decreed his murder, he could be simply executed.

Vihaan returns alongside Rayathan, and the refugees who became loyal to him, and returns to battle for the throne. Rajesh, on the other hand, begins to follow his father's legacy of insanity, and has lapses in reality. The refugees on the other hand, are resilient people who have studied the rough, mountainous terrain, using it to their advantage. Giving Vihaan the upper hand for the upcoming coup.

The war commences as a series of violent, bloody, battles, and Rajesh turns to enchantments for his failing mental health, strength, and also to lure others into loyalty. In a haste, Rajesh decides to take another wife in a treaty with the Mongolian peoples, because their valiance and savagery is celebrated by many. In exchange for land, and riches, a girl and some warriors are handed over with no second though.

With his second wife, Altansetseg, comes many strong warriors. He has no feelings for her, but wishes to simply rid the land of Vihaan. Altantsetseg, in petition for both herself and Aathira, who has fallen pregnant, plots from inside the castle to aid Vihaan in the coup.

Right now, I'm nearing the end, so that's all I've got."

Sesshomaru blinked, taking in the elaborate details of her plot, as well as admiring the amount of research that had to go into the said story.

He actually stuttered, "W-Where do you plan to take the finished plot?"

Rin wiped her nose with another tissue, "Well I'm conflicted. Endgame is that Vihaan will take back the throne, and that Rajesh would die a terrible death, but the problem is what to do with Altantsetseg and Aathira. Aathira is kind, but her family is heartless, meaning that Vihaan would have to either marry her, or send her back to her family to protect her title. Issue is, her family wouldn't take her back, I have an entire chapter dedicated to the problem in my comic. Now, the Mongols don't fancy the refugees either, and they may raid the land if Rajesh is overthrown. The only way to appease them would be for Vihaan to marry Altantsetseg, and uphold the treaty drafted between Rajesh and Altansetseg's uncle. Issue is, he'd have three wives, which isn't a problem, but two of them have questionable loyalty, since they are actively plotting against Rajesh.

Now, I don't know if you overheard Naera trashing Rayathan, but the reason why Naera dislikes her is because Rayathan believes that Aathira may be suffering from today's equivalent of Stockholm Syndrome, and that she would sympathize with Rajesh's death, and raise her child to enact revenge against Vihaan. So, Rayathan believes Aathira should be executed. So, it's kinda like, 'Hey, if you're doing this now, then who's to say you wouldn't turn around and overthrow us.' Although, Rayathan is aware of the abuse both wives face, and is callous towards it."

His eyebrows lifted as Rin handed him her computer, with the comic pulled up.

He read some of it, but decided to scroll forward to admire the semi-realistic artwork.

"Rin, how long did it take you to draw and color this?"

"If I'm in my zone, I can knock out the lineart for two chapters in a single day. Otherwise, it takes me about a week per chapter - because I have no one to color for me"

"I've never seen a semi-realistic comic, Rin. What in God's name would possess you?"

The girl sighed, "You'd be surprised what loneliness can do to you, Sesshomaru-sama. Obsessing over my comic helped me cope with loneliness. Gave me a reason to escape reality, really. Plus, realism is my forte, so semi-realism challenged me to add my own stylization."

He wasn't one for false flattery, or half-hearted compliments.

"Rin, this is astounding. It's both complex and visually ensnaring. Not to mention, your plot is realistic and historically sound."

Rin was beaming and blushing simultaneously, "Don't lie to me, Sesshomaru-sama. You're just telling me that to gas me up!"

He arched a brow.

"Okay," Rin clarified, "You're filling me with false flattery."

He sighed, "I understood what you meant, Rin. I do not flatter."

"You can't mean that, Sesshomaru-sama."

"I meant it, will be sure to read it for myself."

Rin blanched, "Oh, God, I'm going to have to impress you!"

"No. You will do no such thing. Do as you've done prior. There's no need to impress someone who is already impressed."

Rin blushed behind her hand, "Thank you so much, Sesshomaru-sama. You don't know how much that means to me."

He gave a sharp incline of his head, only to be met with Rin practically flinging herself onto him with a tight hug.

He let her have her field day hugging him, and grew concerned when she didn't let go after a few minutes.

Not moments, but minutes.

He began to peel her away from him.

Until she flopped herself onto him once more.

"Rin."

No response.

"Rin?"

No response.

He listened momentarily, only to pick up on the sound of even breathing. 'Is she a narcoleptic?'

Briefly he wondered, How is she even comfortable?

Contentedly, he allowed her to keep her chosen position, head on his chest, and arm strewn across his waist..

Well, he could indulge himself.

With that, he turned off her lamp, and began reading.

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The entirety of Thursday was spent in amicable silence.

There was a knock at the door, and Rin furrowed her brows, Who is it?

"Just one second, I'm coming."

Rin was too short to peep through the peephole, and instead leant to her side to look through the glass frame.

"Oh, UPS?"

She opened the door, and the UPS stood there, completely stunned.

"Hello? Are those packages for me?"

The young man snapped out of his reverie, "Yes, Ma'am. Sorry, I'm used to Mr. Taishou. Could you sign for these packages?"

"Sure." Rin took the electronic clipboard from him and signed.

He stepped back, "Alrighty miss, here's your packages."

Rin's eyes widened, about 10 large boxes sat on the porch, including the 11th smaller one that he handed directly to her.

He helped bring them up to the final stair, and Rin pulled them in through the door.

"Thank you!"

"Anytime! Take care!"

The UPS man walked to his truck, and waved Rin off.

Rin blinked at all of the items, before walking into the kitchen and grabbing a knife.

"Well, these packages can't unsort themselves."

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True to his word, Nancy didn't show up for work.

Sesshomaru wrapped up the last bit of work for the day, impatient and irritated beyond belief at the prospect of delaying going home for another minute.

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When Sesshomaru came home, Rin was jumping on some boxes trying to flatten them.

Some were completely shredded and torn, while the other boxes in good condition were disassembled.

"Rin?"

She kept jumping, "Hi Sesshomaru-sama! How was your day?"

"Uneventful...Why are you jumping on those boxes?"

"I have to recycle them!"

"They don't have to be disassembled. They can be left and stacked as is."

Rin wrinkled her face, "But that's so unsightly! Just leaving stacked boxes outside on your estate!"

"It goes under a shed, where trash is also located. Come, I'll show you."

Rin pulled on her shoes and coat, before stepping outside with boxes in hand.

They walked for a short moment, only to reach what appeared to be a smaller home.

They rounded the corner, and it was like a carport.

Inside though, it was the three recycling bins, the trash bin, and space for any larger items.

She nodded her assent, and began stacking the flattened boxes.

Sesshomaru snatched the boxes away from her, and did it himself.

Rin blushed uncomfortably in the cold, Since she had a powerful demon doing housework for her.

"You know, you didn't have to do that."

"..."

She opened her mouth to protest, but he silenced her with a glare.

Reluctantly, she shut her mouth and followed him back inside.

Instead of rounding towards the entryway, they entered through the garage.

When the garage door lifted, Rin's eyes nearly bugged out of her head.

"Why do you need 10 cars?"

"Boredom. Poor expenditure on my part."

Rin blinked, "Well if you own them it makes good arbitrage!"

He scoffed, "You could say that."

Rin went silent for a moment, obviously thinking very hard, "Sesshomaru-sama, where is Ah-Un?"

While his back was to her, he clenched his eyes painfully. "Ah-Un did not survive the progression of time, Rin."

He smelt sadness, and tears, "Was it natural? Peaceful? Or, was it painful?"

There was no need to explain to the girl that the dragon had perished alongside her, "It was quick."

Her fists balled up, "Sesshomaru-sama, you're evading my question!"

"Rin, I do not have the mental capacity to relive such traumatic events. Another day, when I am better able to recall, I will explain."

Albeit saddened, she also seemed deep in thought, "Was it the same for Master Jaken?"

"It was quick."

Rin leaned against the Maserati and placed her hand on the roof to steady herself.

"How exactly did this happen, Sesshomaru-sama? I need to know. I understand it's hard to talk about, but you will never receive closure if you don't open up."

He regarded her coldly, before evading once more.

"Rin, if you cannot handle the simple fact that they are dead, then you will never come to terms with how they died. Do not concern yourself with the past.."

With that, he exited the garage, soundlessly.

Rin turned her back against the vehicle, and slid down to the ground.

Her fingers clenched the door handle, and she sobbed.

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Sesshomaru wandered around the forest, hoping to keep his mind occupied from the nightmare he didn't want to relieve. In a fit of rage, he took his frustration on the foliage that blocked his path. Hours passed, and soon, a bare, desolate clearing stood before him.

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Eventually, limbs went numb, and exhaustion settled in, leaving her heaving on the floor on the garage. Vision blurred, Rin placed a hand over her eyes until wariness allowed the sweet comfort of oblivion.

He doesn't even trust me enough to tell me. He doesn't trust anyone enough to open up.

Oh, God in Heaven, how bad could it have been?

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When he returned, he was concerned to not see Rin anywhere.

He wasn't foolish, and didn't expect her to recover from such a harsh statement.

Especially considering that it completely ignored her concerns.

Something painful for such a compassionate being.

But, he also didn't expect the grief that overcame her to be so crippling that it left her sprawled on the cold garage floor.

He knelt beside her, and gathered her frame into his arms.

His nails dug into her skin.

Somewhere, a soft groan of pain caught his attention, causing him to relinquish his grip on her arm.

Convinced she was still floating in blankness, he gritted with clenched eyes, "Rin, I am sorry."

If my secrecy causes her this much pain, I stand firmly by my decision to suppress her memory.

"Sesshomaru-sama."

His worn gold eyes met her chocolate depths..

"Sesshomaru-sama, please don't be sorry. I made you relieve a nightmare. At first, I wanted to scream, yell, and demand the truth. But, after some reflection, I've realized no amount of yelling or demanding would expedite the healing process. I...I just want to be here. I know I can't fix you, or the situation, but I want to be here. To the best of my availability. I want to support you and help you rediscover yourself. I want to help you find closure, and be here if you ever decide you want to express your pain. But that's only if, and never when, Sesshomaru-sama."

'If, not when. Never when.'

As he stared deeply into her eyes, he had a stunning realization.

He wanted to obstruct her memories, because he, himself, could not cope with them.

"Sesshomaru-sama, I don't know what happened. It isn't my place to ask, but let's...let's try to make the best of the now."

Her hand reached up, and pushed his hair behind his ear.

She gave a gentle, watery smile, despite her puffy eyes.

He froze, unable to reciprocate her smile.

His face remained impassive, but his eyes sullen.

Rin hugged him, despite the awkward positioning, and for the first time;

He reciprocated unabashedly.

Claws pinched painfully into Rin's lower back, and his nose found its way into her shoulder.

He clung to her like a lifeline.

Rin clenched her eyes tightly, allowing her own tears to shed onto his fine shirt.

Things may never be perfect, but at the very least, never lonely.

"Sesshomaru-sama, I swear upon my life, you'll never grieve in such a way again."

They were unsure of how long they stayed like that, but considering the circumstances, time was irrelevant.

When they parted, Rin leaned her forehead against Sesshomaru's.

She stood first, and she offered her hand to his.

He regarded her outstretched hand for a long moment.

He understood the implication of the gesture wasn't for help, but rather, for comfort.

Actions signifying his intentions, he took her hand.

For once, allowing her to lead.

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They sat outside on the roof, vigilant to watch the break of dawn.

Rin kept him occupied with pleasantries, and he acquiesced to her small chatter.

"Sesshomaru-sama, do you know why I insisted on watching the sunrise with you?"

Gold eyes bore into her.

"Because...night doesn't last forever. Darkness is temporary, Sesshomaru-sama. I wanted you to see the dawn of a new day, and the beginning of a new chapter in your life."

His gaze returned to the twilit horizon.

She smiled before following his gaze.

Sesshomaru returned his gaze to Rin when he realized that their knees were touching, but Rin didn't seem to mind, or be uncomfortable in the slightest.

His hand reached out for hers, which was currently propping her upright.

Rin looked down at her hand, and watched as their hands melded together in the darkness of the morning.

So transfixed by the image, she didn't bother to look up, that is, until he tilted her jaw upwards with his other clawed hand.

"...The new chapter of our lives, Rin."

Her awed gaze softened into something akin to warmth.

Not only physical, but emotional warmth and love radiated from her genteel gaze.

"Thank you, Sesshomaru-sama."

His hand fell from her jaw, and he stared at the horizon.

Rin followed his line of sight, to see the first rays of dawn breaking through the black horizon.

The clouds began to part from the sky, revealing the deeper hue of orange and gold further off into the distance.

Moments later, the very edge of the sun could be seen on the horizon, rising upwards and diffusing the navy, pastel blue, and orange in the sky to a crisp turkish blue.

The thick clouds had dispersed, leaving the perfect view of the sky.

Rin smiled, grateful the day has been so clear. She would've been heartbroken if they'd been faced with a cloudy day - which arose superstition in regards to their future.

Sesshomaru pushed her hair back, "I must depart, but will return early. In the meantime, rest."

Rin leaned her face into his touch, "See you then, Sesshomaru-sama."

He gave her a sharp look, "Rin."

"I promise, I'll rest Sesshomaru-sama. And before you chew me up, I will take my medicine!"

His eyes danced with mirth as a soft curve formed on his full lips, "Brilliant."

He stood, then offered his hand toward Rin. She grabbed it, and he hoisted her up from her sitting position.

Rin tried to look over the edge, only to skimp out last second.

"It is quite high up here, Rin. Hold onto me."

With a soft blush she clung onto him as they descended onto the ground.

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By the time Sesshomaru had gotten ready for the day, Rin had taken a shower, her medicine, and promptly went to sleep.

With startling appreciation in his gaze, he leaned down and kissed her forehead.

He left a note for the maid, and asked her to oversee Rin, and allow her to rest.

With that, he left the house.

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Nancy stumbled into work, late. She dropped her messenger bag, and all of the contents immediately spilled out of her bag.

Jordan saw the whole commotion, and took a quick stride towards her to offer help.

When he touched her, Nancy flinched.

"Whoa, chief, you gucci?" Jordan asked.

"I-I'm more like counterfeit and seized, Jordan. Seized counterfeit goods."

Jordan blinked, "Seized, the hell does that-"

Nancy's eyes widened before she shook her head.

"Nancy, what in the seven-"

"Fine to see you here, Nancy."

Jordan jumped, and Nancy began to laugh nervously.

"Ah, ha, uh, great to see you, boss!"

He maintained his stare, not responding to her.

Nancy's face continued to twist.

After the discomfort settled in, and tension became palpable, he started.

"You did not forget your ID, correct?"

Nancy nodded her head, "I remembered about today's training boss."

He gave a sharp nod, "I expect you in the conference room, in a timely manner." Afterwards, he took his leave.

Jordan waved awkwardly, but was disregarded by Shigeto.

Nancy seemed visibly shaken.

"What the hell was that about, Nancy?"

Nancy looked ashen as she responded, "The Gods must hate me, Jordan, of all the places I could've gone Wednesday night, I went to Aldi for some tea, and tried to hit on his...girlfriend…"
Jordan's eyes widened before his mouth opened in awe, "You, WHAT?"

"Shhhh!" Nancy cried, "Dude, I can't look him in the face! I'm on his shit list till death!"

"What?"

"I was minding my business with Anna, and we were trying to get some tea from the top shelf, and this GORGEOUS ANGEL rounded the corner, stole my heart with a smile, and then he was QUICK to set my ass straight. If looks could kill," she shivered, "if looks could kill."

"Don't feel bad, after you left Wednesday, Soichi ate his lunch that his "SUPPOSEDLY" breathtaking girlfriend made."

"Who do you think is higher on the shit list?"

"I'm going to keep it real with you, chief" he continued with his term of endearment for Nancy, "You."

Nancy covered her face, "Would it even out if I tried to hit on him? Like, I'm bad, but not as bad as Soichi?"

"Nah, you'll just lose your job."

"Damn," she muttered, "I hope someone else replaces me on the shit list, so I could drop to the bottom of the queue."

"You better hope Soichi does something really stupid."

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Nancy sat sandwiched between Soichi and Yanina. Jordan sat beside Yanina. While Yasuo sat at the end of the table next to Soichi.

Yasuo looked around the room, "Still about 50 of us more before we begin."

"Seems like everyone is running late today." Yanina sighed.

"Oh, how was your night, Yanina?" Nancy asked.

"Oh! My sister did my hair! Look," she pulled off her hat, "it has blonde highlights!"

"Cool! It looks great! Is it permanent?"

"No, it's that L'oreal Colorista tint thingie."

Jordan turned, "I didn't know you had a sister?"

"Yeah, I've told y'all before! My sister's boyfriend is who keeps leaving me stranded!"

"Whatever happened to your car, though?" Nancy asked.

Yanina responded while looking for a photo of her sister, "You ever seen something spontaneously combust? I have, and it was my freakin' car!"

"Come again?" Soichi perked.

"You know the Ford Focus?" Yanina started, "well, there was a problem with the latch that caused the car to roll away. So I took her to get fixed, and at the dealership-mind you-it just caught fire and 911 and the whole entourage had to be called. So now, I'm suing Ford, and it was a car paid in full, so it's not like I can file insurance with the bank and just get something else."

Nancy looked downright horrified, and Jordan looked confused, "I've never heard of that happening, Yanina. I'm so sorry it had to be you."

Yanina sighed, "What can I do? Just wait until this gets resolved. In the meantime, here's my sister."

Soichi's mouth hung open, "Holy shit, your sister is SMOKING!"

Nancy propped herself up in her seat, before raising her head over to look, "I've gotta agree!"

Yanina sighed, "Yeah, Yenizel is the better looking of the bunch. Why one sibling always gotta be the deformed sperm?"

Yasuo coughed, "You don't look like a deformed sperm cell to me, Yanina." He furrowed his brows, "Wait, that didn't sound right."

Soichi leaned his face into Yasuo's, "Yeah, no kidding!"

Jordan put down his mug, "Bro, please tell me that wasn't supposed to be romantic, right?

Nancy was covering her face, laughing, while Yanina kept shoving her.

More people started to file in, and Yasuo managed to shoot the gang a nasty glare, " Anyways, you guys think everyone is here?"

"All 158 of us? Idk man, looks like we still need a few." Soichi answered.

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Aka crept silently around the house, and let out a deep sigh of relief upon not hearing Rin rummaging around.

She opened the door to her room, and was shocked to not see her there.

Aka checked all of the bedrooms, and blanched upon seeing Rin in Sesshomaru's room.

"Oh, kami. They-They are adults-afterall."

A creamed coffee toned arm shot upwards, "Hmm, what was that Aka-san?"

Aka sighed, Okay, so they weren't doing that.

"Good morning, child? What are you doing...in here?"

Rin turned around, "Oh, I ended up camping in here this morning." Aka looked confused, and the girl began rambling excitedly to clarify, "Shigeto-san and I watched the sunrise, and it was really pretty! I didn't go to bed until about 7:15 this morning!"

Aka looked at her watch, That's less than an hour! How is she so bright and sunny!"

The girl kept talking, "Oh-Aka-san, we ended up talking all night, and then we went to the roof to watch the sunrise and it was absolutely breathtaking and I hope we can do it again!"

Aka's eyes widened when she realized the magnitude of her statement, "Child, I've never expected Shigeto-san to be...such a romantic!"

Rin blushed, "Oh no! He's a really cool friend, so he didn't mind hearing out my wishes. I truly appreciate how nice he's bee-"

"Just friends? Child, no man is going to sit and watch the sunrise with a girl if he doesn't have feelings for her. Speaking of which, how did you even meet?"

Rin blushed hotly now, "Ah, we are….old friends who reconnected! And Aka-san, really! It's wrong to place such restrictions to only romantic love! Friends cheer their friends up, too!"

Aka looked about ready to implode, "Rin-chan, I don't mean to be rude, and I also question the validity of your eyesight, because, forgive my bluntness, Shigeto-san is NOT the type to 'cheer up friends!' He's made of stone, and mostly unfeeling!"

Rin looked petulant amongst the covers swaddling her, and her short fingers sticking from between the folds, "Is not! He's very kind!"

Aka facepalmed, "Then, child, he must've liked you from when you were young."

Rin scoffed, "No, Aka-san, I am not his...type" I'm not his race! Ma'am, we are not even...we.."We aren't exactly alike."

"First of all," Aka sighed, "Opposites attract. Secondly, not even you believe that farce of a lie! Thirdly, male and female friends don't exactly share bedrooms! Go back to sleep and think it over, maybe it'll give you some clarity and get rid of that fogginess that's hindering you from processing his OBVIOUS affection for you."

Rin blushed again before stuttering, "Un-untrue! We are totally cool like that, it's normal for-"

Aka walked over to the bed, and flung the covers over Rin's face.

"Sleep it over!"

"Never!" She yelled, flinging the comforter off of herself.

"You can be even denser than my son, and that's a shameful achievement! Rest! So you wouldn't be brain-frozen like him!"

"I will, after you help me switch around this bedroom!"

Aka blinked before lifting the comforter, "There's nothing wrong here?"

Rin laughed, "No, but I think it's beautiful but too callous! I want to switch the bed scattercorner to the adjacent wall, and move around the furniture, and change his bedspread to something brighter! You know, not so dull and regal!"

"Child, if you turn this into a princess wonderland, he may flee his own home."

"No! It'll be super masculine, I promise!"

Aka rubbed her face, "Okay, help me give those other rooms a quick touch up, and I'll help you...with your interior design…"

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Soichi was trying desperately to eat his cheetos silently, cringing each time the bag crinkled.

Yasuo shot him a nasty glare, "You chew like a fucken' horse."

Soichi pretended to cough, to cover the cellophane's crinkling, and also appease Yasuo...somewhat.

Yanina was shooting Soichi nasty glares while sympathizing with Nancy, while struggling not to draw attention to themselves. Jordan refused to break eye contact with Soichi, who continued to chew obliviously.

"Soichi, it stinks, put it away!" Yasuo admonished. Jordan sighed, "God, just pour the cheetos on a napkin, dumbass."

The trainee for that day was a cybersecurity expert from Norton, talking about the importance of Customer Proprietary Network Information, as well as properly discarding information, and other security measures.

Yanina yawned, and Soichi shoved another cheeto into his mouth, only to meet eyes with Shigeto.

This time, Soichi really coughed, and began choking. Jordan, trained in CPR panicked, and punched him in the stomach, dislodging the cheeto mush and projecting it clear across the auditorium styled conference room.

Yanina screeched, "EWW!"

Nancy used her feet to propel herself away from the masticated cheeto mush.

Yasuo looked green, and ran outside for cleaning supplies.

The trainer stopped lecturing from his powerpoint, "Is everything alright back there?" before looking down to the ground to see a wad of cheeto mush on the stage.

"Oh my God?" was heard clearly throughout the room, before the trainer turned off his microphone.

"Break for ten!" The Norton employee yelled.

All 158 employees, including an additional 5 for maintenance, looked unabashedly at Soichi before booking it out of the auditorium.

The old man approached Soichi, who was still heaving, "Are you alright, young man?"

Soichi nodded, too ashamed to look up.

Yasuo walked in with Clorox in hand, "Lost your job yet, Soich-"

He didn't realize Shigeto-san was right there, staring Soichi down. Unfortunately, his boss' gaze was redirected to him.

"I'm sorry." Yasuo whispered.

Shigeto elegantly pushed his hair behind his ear, "You might find yourself unemployed if you don't sit yourself down, Yasuo."
Yasuo plopped his ass into Yanina's previous seat so fast.

"Young man, you don't have to sneak and eat, you know. We're all adults here."
Soichi felt somewhat protected under the old man's benevolent gaze, but remembered he must leave eventually, and feared for his job security.

Shigeto rubbed his brows tiredly, "At the very least, Soichi, have decency and don't eat such foul smelling products in the presence of others." Disgusting! How could anyone push past such a scent to eat such a thing called, 'Cheetos'?

Soichi nodded, "Yes, Sir, Boss-sama-san."

Yasuo was cracking up, and moved quickly to sanitize the area.

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Rin was dancing on the bed, dusting the sword stand.

Aka sat panting on the bed, "Kami, how I envy your youth, Rin."

"Sorry Aka-san," she shrugged sheepishly, "I didn't mean to exhaust you."

The woman waved her off, while looking around, "The bedroom does look nice."

Rin jumped off the bed, and picked up the furniture sliders, "Thank you, Aka-san! Do you think it's masculine?"

"Very!" Don't think it's quite his tastes, but anyways.

Rin tied the curtain ties to the two windows in the bedroom, before sliding over to the chaise centering it by the footboard.

She fluffed another pillow, "Perfect!"

She had changed the room from the blue tones of the ice king, and changed it to stark black and gold, with pops of white.

"Now, it no longer looks like he resides in Elsa's lair."

Aka chuckled, "Elsa's lair? So is he the ice queen?"
"Let it gooo! Let it gooo! This ice has got to goooooo!"

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"YOU DID IT! YOU TOOK ME OFF THE SHIT LIST ENTIRELY! THANK YOU, SOICHI!"

Nancy all but jumped onto Soichi, who still looked graven.

Soichi lingered by the exit, "I just comitted social suicide, I could never recover from such embarrasment!"

Shigeto ushered them out with a bark, and turned on his heel to lock up.

The gang stood outside in the cold, before Yanina took her chance, "Um, Mr. Shigeto, why are you in such a rush?"

He ignored her, "What is your ring size?"

Yanina blinked, "Huh?"

Nancy turned, He asked, "what is your ring size?"

Yanina blinked, "Uh, I think 6."

He gave a sharp incline before turning on his heel.

Soichi thanked all the deities above for being spared.

Nancy smirked, "Are you guys thinking what I'm thinking?"

"NO!" Jordan yelled, already figuring out Nancy's train of thought.

Yasuo was slow, "Huh?"

Nancy's smirk widened, "Let's trail 'em."

"NO!" Yasuo barked.

Soichi clasped his hands in a silent prayer, "Please I'm on the blacklist already!"

Yanina shook her head, silently regretting not having a car anymore.

But, somehow, they ended up trailing him anyways.

00000

Sesshomaru was fully aware of his employees trailing him, most non-consensually. He could care less, he needed to review some options before checking the city, or New Jersey.

Nancy probably ushered the gang, and he wanted to show off by walking into fancy jewelry shops.

Afterall, it was December 9th, and they needed to expedite the process.

Hopefully, by January, they could pull off the wedding.

Still didn't mean he'd buy just anything, though.

He pulled into NorthEastern Jeweler's parking lot, and parked before leaving the vehicle.

A muffled, "He doesn't have to flex this hard!" definitely stroked his ego, even if it was from someone as insignificant as Nancy.

With a smirk, he opened the door.

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"Good Afternoon, Sir. How can I help you."

"Let me stroll. If I have a need, I will call for you."
The woman's head jerked back from his straightforward comment.

"Perhaps, are you looking for something specific?"

"First, I want to review your selection. Leave me."

The woman nodded, before returning to the desk.

Sesshomaru strolled past the selection, and didn't see anything of interest. One opal ring seemed cute, but unconvincing.

A deceptively delicate hand rose up, and bid the associate over.

He pointed towards the ring, and the associate removed it from the showcase.

He examined the ring, and realized it was too plain upon closer inspection.

The woman sighed, "What do you have in mind, exactly?"

"Colorful. Something as bright as her….These do not reflect her personality."

The associate nodded again, "What size do you need? It'll help me narrow the selection in the system."

"5"

The woman shot him a nasty glare, before trying to cover her slip in professionalism.

"Ah, tell me more about this young lady?" She interrogated, with emphasis on the 'young lady.'

Righteous indignation overtook him, "Do not seek to assume such falsities, onna. This Sessh-" he caught himself, "My intended is 21," he read her tag, "Aleksandra, more than legal and surely far from being a child."

The associate realized she put her foot in her mouth, when he stormed out the door, leaving the lights flickering ominously.

Instead of walking to his car, he rounded the corner and knocked on Yasuo's vehicle, only to see Nancy driving.

The girl was too panicked to roll down the window, and the gang shuffled awkwardly while arguing amongst themselves in hushed tones.

When the window finally came down, he relished in their fear, before adding salt to their wounds.

"Instead of spying, make yourself useful. Since, you obviously have nothing else better to do."

00000

Soichi twiddled his fingers, while Jordan looked ashen. Nancy looked heartbroken that Shigeto was running away with the girl of her dreams. Yasuo, in the meantime, busied himself with flipping between apps under the pretense of an 'important message.'

Yanina, on the other hand, seemed to be having a relatively normal conversation.

"Ah, Shigeto-san, rose quartz and opals aren't usual engagement ring materials. That's why your selection is so limited."

He didn't answer as they all sat inside of the restaurant.

"What shape do you like for her finger-or his?"

"Don't play foolish, Yanina. They," he gave a sharp stare in Soichi and Yasuo's direction, "have already told you."

Yanina smiled nervously, "Any shape in particular?"

"Oval, heart."

Yanina nodded with the pencil behind her ear, "Colors?"

"Pink, Yellow, iridescent stones."

"How'd about purple? Blue?"

"No."

Yanina nodded again, "How large?"

"12 by 10 millimeters, or larger."

"Preference for the amount of stones?"

"3 stones, center and side accents. Or, one large with many side accents."

"You do realize that'll take over her entire finger, right?" Jordan interjected.

"That...is the point…" Sesshomaru retorted rudely.

Yanina brightened up, "Oh! Jot that down! Take notes fellas...and ladies! This is how ya do it!"

Shigeto straightened up, and gave her a sharp stare that sobered her up.

"You are grating on the ears when you're ready, damn Yanina!" Soichi mumbled.

"Yasuo probably doesn't mind." Nancy mumbled in response.

Yasuo slammed his phone down, "I heard that! You fuc-"

Jordan slapped his hand over Yasuo's mouth, "Don't."

Nancy scratched her ear, "Um, since this isn't company time...is the decorum necessary, or can we be...chillaxed."

Shigeto maintained his even glare that sent her cowering.

Soichi couldn't quite look up, "Guess that's a no."

Yanina busied herself with her phone, "Shhh! I'm on the phone!"

She pressed the speaker phone icon, and an associate picked up, "Hello, Thank you for calling Jangmi jewelers, how can I help?"
"I'm calling to inquire about the Cadenza Halo Peach Morganite ring. I'd like to know, is it in stock, and does it come in a 5?"

"Unfortunately no, it's not in stock so it would have to be specially ordered. Would you like me to take down your information so we can schedule an appointment?"

Shigeto waved his hand in the negative.

"No, thank you. But, I appreciate your time."
"But we do have similar in stock, there's the Willow diamond, and a few others. Please reconsider, and stop by. You might find something just as beautiful for that special day."

"Thank you, I'll keep that in mind. Have a blessed day."

Yanina hung up with a frown, "I think you should go to Jangmi over the weekend. They have beautiful pieces!"

He nodded, "I will take my leave."
Yanina was beaming, "Best of luck! I hope you find something wonderful!"

She was practically bouncing in her seat, and when she turned, met the incredulous stares of the gang.

"What? I'm a hopeless romantic!"

Soichi ignored Yanina, "Yasuo, your pocket is fucked if she likes rings like that."

"I'll rip your tongue out if you say another word." Yasuo seethed.

Soichi scooched back, and Jordan pushed him forward, "Please do, I'm so tired of hearing him."

Nancy picked up the receipt left at their table, "Guys, Mr. Shigeto paid our bill?"

Soichi snatched the receipt out of her hand, and the entire gang awed in disbelief.

00000

Sesshomaru drove across town, thinking about what to do in regards to a ring. He debated with leaving town for the weekend alone, or asking Rin to accompany him.

The gates to the estate opened, and he drove in.

When he opened the door, Rin stood by the table with a platter in each hand.

Aka sat beside her, looking exhausted.

Rin turned, "Good afternoon, Shigeto-san! You've arrived just in time for lunch!"

He didn't answer, and Aka's previously worn face turned indignant, "Shigeto-san, that's so rude!"

Rin waived her in attempt to make her stop.

"Aka-san, he's like that, but doesn't mean anything by it!"

"It's rude nonetheless!"

Shigeto turned around, and only gave them the corner of his eye.

Rin shrugged it off, and continued to set the table. Aka on the other hand, was matching his glare with her own.

Rin handed Aka a plate, and began serving, figuring that Sesshomaru wouldn't sit with them.

"Oh, that smells wonderful!" Rin sighed in relief upon realizing the food distracted her from their staring match.

Rin tilted her head from side to side in pride.

Aka took a bite excitedly, while Rin finished setting her own plate.

Rin looked up, worried something had happened to Aka since she'd been silent for a moment too long.

"Are you-"
Rin froze when she realized the woman's eyes were watering despite being shut.

"Kami, this is delicious! But, it's so...spicy."

Rin panicked and handed her a glass of chilled iced tea.

Aka coughed, and drank it greedily.

"Aka-san, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean...If it's too much, I'll move it!"

"No, this is delicious and I'm willing to suffer." Aka had said it so softly Rin had almost missed it.

"Aka, no! Don't do that to yourself!"
The woman took another bite for show, and Rin backed off reluctantly.

All of a sudden, Aka looked so sad, and Rin couldn't place why.

The elder woman sighed, I would kill to have a daughter-in-law like Rin-chan, such a sweet girl. Masahiro should've married someone like her.

Aka shook the negative thoughts from her mind, and decided to relish the food's flavor. "Rin, what kind of food is this? I mean, regionally?"
Rin moved the platter, and made space for Sesshomaru, who decided to finally join them.

"Salvador, in the state of Bahia. It's a common dish amongst us blacks in the country."

Aka looked deep in thought for a brief moment, "Salvador, is that where you grew up? Why does it sound familiar?"

"Yes, I lived primarily with my grandmother who resided there. Salvador has been mentioned by some grassroots news outlets for a variety of reasons."

Aka noticed the girl didn't elaborate, and somewhat evaded the question. Respecting her privacy, she let it drop.

Between a sip of iced tea, the corner of her eye landed on Shigeto, who was actually...eating?

Aka placed her cup down, and looked over to Rin, then mouthed, "He's actually eating."

Rin nodded, and didn't respond, realizing he was probably aware of their little side conversation.

Aka, being the bold soul she was, "Shigeto-san, I've never actually seen you eat?"

He paused, fork halfway to his mouth, and placed it down.

Aka quickly caught herself, "Not that it's bad, it's just nice to have you join us!"

His eyes met hers, this time without the attitude.

Rin refused to goad him for compliments, understanding that him eating was enough.

Tentatively, he picked up his fork again, and Rin engaged Aka in conversation to pull her away from openly gawking at him.

Rin's eyes glanced at him every now and again, and widened when he took seconds.

I'm determined to commit this to memory, forever!

"Shigeto-san, why are you looking so sullen over there?" Aka inquired, as he ate in contemplative silence that made her question his state of mind.

"Annoyed."

Rin reached over and squeezed his hand, making him freeze at such a public display in front of another.

"Why are both looking at me like I've sprouted a third head?" Rin asked, confused.

Shigeto gently peeled his hand away.

Aka sighed, "What's holding hands when you both share the same bed?"

Rin curled in on herself, hoping to live that down.

Shigeto turned up his nose, unable to create a comeback.

Aka sighed, "Forgive my bluntness but, well, just be sure to u-"

"...nooooo…"

"Your mind is in the gutter, girl! I was going to say be sure to never take each other's presence for granted! Unbelievable!"

Shigeto pinched his brow, "You did not intend to say that."

Aka could only shrug and smile.

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"Oh God, that's like getting lectured from your mother!" Rin cried out while shaking her head, trying to somehow catapult the images from her mind's eye. "It's like getting the birds and the bees talk all over again!"

"Birds and bees?" Sesshomaru asked.

"No, no, no, I'm not explaining that metaphor!"

He pulled to a light, and turned to glare at Rin openly.

"You know the whole...every living being decides to procreate and the whole process of how that's done?"

"..."

"You asked!" She flung her arms upwards, "Trust me, I wouldn't have said it, if you'd given me an option!"

He was getting ready to give her a selection of carefully chosen words, when the annoying ring of the bluetooth caught his attention.

His eyes widened, before rejecting the call.

Rin blinked, "Why do you have that number saved as 'Headache'?"

The phone rang again, and for the second time in a very long time, Sesshomaru felt something akin to anxiety.

He pulled over, and quickly pushed the privacy mode button on the car's display before picking up, and stepping out of the vehicle.

"Hahaue, what exactly is your business calling me?"

"Sesshomaru, is that a proper way to greet your mother? Really, you'd ought to be ashamed."

Perfect, a migraine to compliment this nightmare.

"Hahaue, the only times you reach out, is to pull some mischievous escapade. State your business quickly."

"I need you to stop by for the weekend, spend a silent day with your mother. She's grown old and would desire the fine company of her son."

Condescending malice dripped from each one of her words, she was very aware of something and she wanted him to know it.

"Why?"

"Sesshomaru," she continued, "I've already stated my reasons. Come by, bringing all of your luggage, and any guests, if applicable."

"I will meet you for tea. No more, and no less. It should be more than enough to become reacquainted."

"It's been four months, Sesshomaru. You treat your wonderful mother Oh! So! Terribly!" She continued with a fake sob.

"Mother, I have no time for foolishness. I am occupied and cannot offer you any additional time."

"Very well." With that, she hung up, and Sesshomaru knew, he just knew, They were at the Kami's mercy, now.

00000

Sesshomaru returned to the car, and leaned his head against the steering wheel. Rin pursed her lips before rubbing his back.

His phone went off, before the text appeared on the bluetooth's screen.

Ayame: "So, what's the deal with the wedding dress? I'm in town, let Rin and I have some girl time!"

Rin read the text and smiled, and Sesshomaru looked up after her, before looking visibly relieved.

"Rin, I have to run an errand, would you mind hanging with Ayame?"

"Shifting responsibility, eh? No problem! I would love to see Ayame-chan again."

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"Rin-chan! How are you?" Ayame squealed while throwing herself onto Rin.

Rin gave her the biggest bear hug while rubbing her back, "Ayame-chan! I'm good! You?"

"Much better, now that I've seen you! Let's go, and leave this grouch alone! I know he must've smothered you all week!" She added pointedly, while winking at Sesshomaru.

Rin laughed, "I think it's the other way around, Ayame."

She chuckled, "Well, let's view it as payback, ne?"

Sesshomaru's left brow twitched, as he raised a hand to see Rin off. The girl turned around with a slight stumble, before giving him the most radiant smile and a big wave.

When they rounded the corner, he allowed himself to lean his head against the side of the truck, and steeled his resolve for his mother's shenanigans.

00000

Within the hour, he found himself parked outside of his mother's residence on the Upper West Side, and watched as a servant opened the door for her.

He hated that his mother smelled him and opted to greet him outside, rather than waiting for his arrival. She was so impatient!

He tapered the urge to simply speed off, and turned off the ignition. He exited the driver's seat, and watched as his mother sauntered down the stairs in all her regal elegance.

Her brown hair was pulled up into an elaborate coiffure, pinned with silver trinkets and beads. Her hair was parted to the side in a swiped bang, and the bun atop her head gave her the additional height she wasn't blessed with.

Emeralds shimmered in her ears, and a matching emerald choker hung upon her neck. Her eyelids were painted in a soft lilac, and her lips were painted in an ombre magenta and violet tone. Her claws, mimicked her lips, but in reverse. The lighter magenta faded to violet on her nails.

She wore her white fur pelt around her shoulders, which covered her shoulders, only exposing her plunging neckline. She wore a pink billowing wool skirt, that was extravagantly long, and trailed on the floor behind her, leaving only the point of her stilettos exposed.

She slowly descended from the stoop sideways, "My dear son, so you finally agree to join your old mother?"

People on the block were openly staring, trying to mentally calculate how old his mother was. Most, figuring that she had him at some scandalous age.

His face twisted, So this is why she exits her home? For a mere grand entrance? To bask in people's stares?

Her heels clicked on the pavement, "Come inside, my son! It is cold, isn't it? I wouldn't want you to catch...sick.

She was heavily implying something that she absolutely planned to confront him about!

A knot of dread unfurled in his stomach, and his mother relished in his discomfort.

As they entered, two servants set the living room table with refreshments. Fine teas, fruit, and light pastries were set before him as he was ushered to his seat.

His mother sat across from him, with a smirk, she settled back into the velvet chaise.

"Sesshomaru, how have you been? You haven't checked on your dear old mother. How's the business going?"

"Skip the pleasantries, mother."

She mocked a gasp as a delicate hand came up to her bosom.

"I am appalled, Sesshomaru! Has spending time with humans influenced such rude behavior?"

"No, mother. I am simply impatient."
"Such unmannerly behavior. Regardless of age, you should show some respect."

His brows furrowed, and she waved him off before splaying her hand towards the bounty before them.

"Take, Sesshomaru. I rarely indulge in such fineries, as it's best enjoyed with company."

He inclined his head, but did not reach for the items just yet. He didn't wish to choke. Let her speak her part, first.

She toyed with the emerald and pearl brooch on her chest, "Sesshomaru, as you know," she stared at him sharply, "I did summon you here, for a reason."

He remained silent, despite the urge to retaliate. With the time you're taking, doesn't seem as though there is.

A servant stood on standby, and she dismissed him. "Go, I will call for your presence when needed."
The servant bowed, and left.

"Sesshomaru, I have heard of your dalliances from some colleagues of mine. Is it true that you keep the company of a human girl?"

His brow twitched.

When he didn't respond, her own brow twitched with frustration. The same left brow, at that.

"Sesshomaru, answer me."

"Yes, Hahaue. Although, It is none of your concern."

His mother shifted in her seat, and reached for her cup of tea.

She studied the finely glossed china as though it were the most FASCINATING thing on the face of the earth.

"Are you romantically involved?" She asked bluntly.

He was caught in a catch 22. "No."

"Then tell me, why, your father has expressed otherwise?"

He sought to change the topic as he reached for permission, "You still speak to the old man?"

"Sesshomaru, do not change the topic."

"Mother, I was merely curious."

'Two can play at this game, Hahaue.'

She huffed, "Oh, then tell me why you were holding her so close to yourself?"

"I do not understand what you -"

She produced a photo of himself holding Rin during the confrontation with Jin-Hae.

"Oh, so, explain to me exactly, Sesshomaru, what this is?"

His brow twitched, "It is not as it seems, mother. The union is simply a farce."

"Really, my son? Then why is your hand clenched so tightly around her frail arm?" She pushed the photo closer to her face, "Or, why does your body cover the entirety of her own? If it were a farce, you could've protected her standing from afar, no?"

His blood was boiling, "Mother, I did not come here to be questioned."

"Then, why are you so angry, my son? I am only asking. It's not as though I'm implying."

A smug smile crossed her face, as Sesshomaru became tangled in her web.

"Furthermore, my son, if the union is a farce, then why state off the bat that there is one?"

He looked about ready to implode.

"Sweet girl, she resembles the little human that used to trail your heels. Ah, such a lovely face, and I can only imagine what a sinful frame she was-"

"Hahaue, stop."

So, she struck a nerve.

"Regardless, my son. Your father has spilled it all. I am aware of the false union, and I came to extend my offer of help."
Curse Chichue to the seven realms of hell! That old dog was dead anyways! Why couldn't he stay dead?

"Well, I'd suggest you don't delude yourself, Sesshomaru. You will need my help to pull this off."

Did she really have to go there?

"Regardless, my son. You know your mother has extravagant tastes, and has many connections. There is no way you could fashion a ring worthy of the girl in such a short time frame. So, I have a proposal; for your proposal."

His mother waved a hand, and called for a servant.

"Yes, Madam."

"Bring me the package I've prepared, Natsumi."

"Yes, Madam." The servant girl bowed her head, and left.

Natsumi returned with a mirrored box, wrapped in muslin.

Kin-komako reached for the box, "Thank you, Natsumi, you are dismissed."

He would never understand why his mother has so many servants in such a small abode. Perhaps it was the attention.

Maybe he did feel sorry for her?

As if reading his thoughts, she smirked - "It would be nicer to have familial company around here, no?"

She delicately unwrapped the box, "Ah, Sesshomaru. This, is what I have procured given the time. It isn't much, but," She moved the box away from his sight, "I need you to agree to my terms and conditions."

"Mother, I cannot make any promises."

She smirked, "I hope this will serve as, incentive."

His mother purposefully moved the box in a way that the warm lighting of the room reflected off the box. Carefully, she opened it, drawing one of the velvet ring boxes from the larger box.

She opened the box, before leaning over the table and showing it to Sesshomaru.

She tilted the box, allowing light to illuminate the ring.

"Sesshomaru, it isn't much, but a white gold ring could do such a lively girl no justice."

He managed to keep his composure, but the ring was a work of art.

"What is it?"

"Rose gold, the stone is an 8mm pink diamond, and the rim around it is opal. The stones on the side of it are yellow citrines. The second band is peridot."

He took the ring from his mother's hand, and admired the heart shaped elevated stone. Below it, was a rim of opal that appeared almost liquified into the heart shaped rim. The opal had fine iridescent streams of pearl blue and shimmering peach, as well as fine yellow and green veins. On the side of the center stones, were citrine accents set into the walnut shaped rose gold leaves.

The bottom ring, was a plain band of overlapping hackberry leaves with impressive peridot accents.

"The ring," he turned the article of jewelry over, "is stacked. It allows for more accents."

His mother smiled, "A beauty, don't you think? Her hands are very small, so I expressed my concern, and the jeweler agreed a lifted center stone would be the best way to create a statement."

He handed the box back to her, and she held a smug look in her eyes. Although this time, it didn't reach her lips.

"I already commissioned a wedding band as well." She handed him the second box, and he had to forcibly restrain himself from appearing too excited.

The second ring was gold with a circle yellow sapphire, lifted like the previous one, but this time it was one band.

Six imperial topazes in the shape of triangular uv rays were set in a circular formation around the large sapphire. His wedding band, was a plain band of gold with an engraving on the inside.

Both rings were breathtaking, and Sesshomaru was upset.

He wanted both rings.

But, his mother had some absurd request he was going to have to acquiesce to.

Her eyes narrowed, and she regarded him between her lashes for only a mere moment, "Sesshomaru, I will give you a chance to consider my request. But remember, the engagement needs to be executed before January. Try as you may, I doubt you'll find anything that could compare."

He sighed, understanding his mother's words held some truth to them.

"Therefore," she peeled a tangerine, "hear me out."

He sat back, leaning gracelessly in her loveseat, his elbow pressed into the armrest, supporting the hand under his chin.

His mother scoffed at his reclined position, silently cursing his lack of manners from, quite literally, running about like a feral child.

"Sesshomaru, as you know your mother loves to host balls, correct? Next weekend, is my decennial gathering. I would like to cordially extend my invitation to both you, and Rin, and have you propose then."

"Mother, amongst other inuyoukai?"

"My son, the girl is a diamond in the rough, I wouldn't be surprised if other demons wouldn't try their hand at her."

"Mother, you are withholding something from me."

"I am not withholding, Sesshomaru. It is something that must be founded on your own time, under your own pretenses alongside her. There is no way that I can express something that I am mostly unaware of, myself."

He suppressed a growl.

"My son, all I know is that she has some desirable ability, that makes her quite the catch for many other demons. By making it public, everyone knows your intentions. If you continue to keep this, union, as you've called it, discreet; then others will see her as your plaything. Willing, and able to be wooed. No one would respect your union."

He huffed, "But, people are envious. I wouldn't want someone to know of the girl's circumstances and exploit it."

"No one will know as long as the courtship seems natural enough. If anyone asks," she put down the orange peel on a saucer, "she is an international student, studying abroad. She's young enough to pass as such."

"Mother, but others would know she is here without citizenship."

"Sesshomaru, this is New York. They can't do much, even if they wanted to."

"Mother, the city is different from the state. There's too many to keep tabs on, but where I reside, she is like a sore thumb."

"Then make her stay with me." Kin-Komako retorted.

Sesshomaru growled, reverberating throughout the room.

His mother smiled all too sickeningly sweet, "Oh, I thought it was a farce, Sesshomaru. You know she'd be safe with me. Unless, other emotional attachments are clouding simple deductions."

"You released a hellhound on her, Hahaue. I cannot trust you with such a delicate life."
"Sure, Sesshomaru. Keep telling yourself that." She finished airly, with a nonchalonce that set him on edge.

He glared at her, and she met his eyes, "As if you are any better at caring for humans, Sesshomaru."

His lips pursed, "It will never happen again."

Her eyes softened, "I bid the same, Sesshomaru."

For once, his mother wasn't acting.

She meant it, genuinely.

He was confounded, "Hahaue?"

"Sesshomaru, the girl died senselessly, partially on my behalf. I've said, and done, many things I've later come to regret. This time, I simply wish to do things the right way. I've learned before in this long life, that dealing with such matters underhandedly is a surefire way to lose someone. Make it public, declare your intentions, there is no one stopping you."

He scoffed, "Jin-Hae will have a fit."

"Were you ever the type to care about anyone's perception of you, Sesshomaru? Furthermore, she has been banned from my gatherings for about as long as I could remember. That girl is unhinged."

"No, she is simply vengeful, mother."

"No, Sesshomaru. I am telling you, she suffers from a malady of the mind. I've seen her undergo a manic episode before. It was unlike anything I've seen. One moment, she is fine, the other, she flips like a switch. Her scent also changes along with it. You can smell it."

Hearing that placed Jin-hae in another perspective.

"I've been meaning to tell you, I have heard...undesirable things about her family within the last few centuries. There are rumours of incest within the lineage."

Sesshomaru's brows furrowed, "We would've smelled it. We would've known her lineage and identified it, if it does exist."

His mother took a sip of tea before placing the cup down, "I have heard many things that I am unable to confirm. I will consult with your father about them."

"Where did these rumours arise from?"

"Jin-hae still has estranged family that no longer speaks to her. I've spoken to her aunt from her mother's side, who begged my forgiveness."

"Just when were you planning on telling me this?"

"Her aunt reached out this week, my son. But you would've known if you weren't so elusive. She apologized on Jin-Hae's behalf for her obsessive behavior. Her remaining family have come to the conclusion that it may be best to...put her down, so to speak."

"That's reprehensible. She is not an animal, regardless of her animalistic behaviors."

"True, but how does one seek help for someone unwilling to do so? Especially if they are a terror to those around them."

"Mother-"

"Ah, Sesshomaru, is she any better than the pig hanyou you'd destroyed?"

"And how, pray tell, do you know this?!"

"Sesshomaru, you can't hide much from your mother."

"Just exactly how much can you see?"
"Things I'd rather not."

He resisted the urge to wince, hoping to the Kami above his mother hadn't seen his small shared intimacies with Rin.

"The pig hanyou allowed himself to become possessed, adding to previous instability. A monster that sacrificed himself in hopes of luring Rin with magicks."

"He was created to an extent, yes; Jin-hae was born, yes. But in the end, both resulted in instability. From what I hear, the girl's grandfather is also her father. Alongside some other sketchy family relations that helped add to the volatile mix. From what I've heard, Sesshomaru, Jin-Hae did not kill her sister, but rather, her own mother sacrificed her second unfavored daughter, Min-Seo to transfer their spirits and calm the intense episodes."
Eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "Mother, why would you believe that? Rumours spread when the court has nothing else better to do than gossip."

Kin-Komako shrugged elegantly, "This one will seek to confirm these with your father at some point, as I haven't spoken to him for the week. But, the story relayed to me seemed very convincing."

"Weekly, Mother? Truly?"

"You do realize your father's imprisonment in hell is coming to an end, correct?"

"Last I checked, it hasn't clocked to a millennia, yet."

His mother sighed, "True, but do remember his infraction wasn't some atrocity."

Sesshomaru rubbed his temple, "His stay could be extended for all I care."

Something in his mother's gaze hardened, "It's unhealthy to hold such unbecoming resentment, my son."

His eyes narrowed, "I no longer wish to continue this conversation."

Komako's eyes narrowed, ready to set Sesshomaru back in his place for his insolence. But she stopped, upon realizing that his attitude wasn't necessarily because of rudeness, but because of hurt.

She shook her head, "Sesshomaru, you have so much to sort out. Do you plan on living your entire life with all of this baggage?"

He refused to look at her, opting to study the assortment on the table between them.

She sighed, "I feel sorry for you."

"I'd rather not be at the receiving end of your pity, hahaue."

"Then I extend my pity to the girl who so faithfully loves you unconditionally. Such a broken soul attracted to such light, like a moth. Sesshomaru, remember; you have the power to oust the brightest light."

He didn't take too kindly to the comment, opting to snarl like a wild dog.

His mother shook her head, "It's better you heed my warning, and take the sting now; rather than mourning later for your disobedience."

Sesshomaru stopped his display, and reluctantly agreed.

Changing the topic, his mother stood and rounded the table, "Your ends need to be trimmed, Sesshomaru. It's unlike you to be so….unmaintained"

Violet claws raked themselves through his scalp, "Allow me this, Sesshomaru."

Gracefully, she sat beside him. He turned from her, and she carefully studied his hair, before wordlessly detangling and separating tendrils of silky hair. In amiable silence, she began to snip the uneven ends.

Silently, she cursed herself for her son's terse behavior, and his preference for isolation.

"Sesshomaru."

He cracked open an eye, looking out of his peripheral.

"Promise me, that this time around, you will not take 'no' for an answer."

"Mother, I cannot force her to do anything against her will."

"Suit yourself, Sesshomaru. But, exercise wisdom."

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Rin stared at the dress through the display, "Wow, that's a beauty!"

Ayame nodded, "I know the girl that works here, I can try to get you in!"

"No, no way. Ayame, it doesn't really look like a wedding dress."

"It's white! It's in a bridal shop! What other proof do you need?"

Rin shrugged, "It's lovely! Don't get me wrong, it just looks more like a reception party dress or something, well on me at least.."

Ayame sighed, before grabbing Rin's hand and practically dragging her into the shop.

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Between the final bite of a namagashi, Sesshomaru watched as his mother placed her cup down with a decisive clack.

"Come to think of it, where is she?"

Tapering the urge to sigh, respectfully he conveyed the information. "With Ayame, they have gone to note and schedule appointments regarding a dress."

"No dress shopping today, correct?"

Sesshomaru remained as impassive as ever.

"Sesshomaru, what location are they at?"

An eyebrow arched, "Do I appear to have any clue?"

"Do not get fresh with me, Sesshomaru. If I find her in some retail, commercial bridal shop, I will throw a tantrum."

Sesshomaru's brows furrowed upon remembering his mother's poor attitude and terrible behavior. She rarely had them, but when she did, no one had peace.

"Mother, please, I am truly not up for the performance."

"Then if you know what is good for you, we will find her, now!" She demanded.

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Ayame managed to squeeze in a visit during downtime with a kind associate. With a sigh, Rin allowed Ayame to pick some lovely dresses, despite her protests that they wouldn't work for her.

"Oh, Rin! Stop being so shy! Plus, you're so small it would enhance you."

"Ayame, I am much larger than I look."

Red brows quirked upwards before returning to their neutral state, "Rin, are you off the deep end? You? Large?" Ayame scoffed, "You need to see a therapist if you think you're overweight in any sense of the word. Actually, you could stand to gain a few pounds."

Rin shook her head, "Ayame, it's not that! These dresses are all too narrow in the hips! I'm going to look like I'm wearing cling wrap!"

"That's why there's fittings and alterations! What do you think it's for?"

Rin gave up, and allowed herself to be ushered in by two associates for some dresses Ayame chose. The first dress was a lovely mermaid dress with a sheer lace corset.

Dios, isso vai ficar muito ruim [God, this will be really bad]

Excitedly, the associate helped Rin into the said dress, but they both froze when the dress stopped mid thigh."

"Oh, let's bring it over your head! It's not a biggie, it happens all the time!" The associate laughed nervously.

With an unconvinced smile, Rin allowed the associate to pull the said dress over her head.

With a fuss and a battle, the dress finally slid down with a very distinct, "Shrip!"

Rin's eyes widened, followed by a gasp, "Ma'am!"

"Oh! It happens all the time, it's not a problem." The associate added nervously, while frantically trying to locate the rip.

"What's wrong?" Ayame asked from outside in the waiting area.

Rin looked down to see the entirety of the dress split open by the seam.

"Looks like I've gained some weight?"

"You're...definitely...larger than I thought…"

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"Sesshomaru, roll down the window." His mother insisted between scrutinizing her nails and fiddling with the electronic display.

He inhaled deeply to compose himself, and rolled down the window.

They stopped at a red light, "Kami, another red light?" She griped.

Did she have adult ADHD? Couldn't she stay silent for a moment?

"Do you need a fidget toy?"

"No, I need to find her before I see her shrouded in garbage!" His mother snapped while shifting in the passenger seat to rummage through her purse.

This is exactly why I do not live with you.

Several cars ahead of them went across the light, but the red light stopped them.

"You know you could have been a little faster!"

Sesshomaru leaned his head on the headrest of the seat before muttering, "This is going to be a long ride."

"With driving like that," His mother smirked, "It's only logical."

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Rin exited from the curtain wearing a dress with a large sweetheart neckline ball gown. But, instead of the crinoline starting from the waist, it was shaped like a babydoll dress.

Ayame could see in Rin's awkwardly smiling face, that she hated it.

"Rin, this is hideous! Speak up!" Ayame mouthed, but judging by Rin's cringe behind the salesgirl's back, she could see she was uncomfortable with saying it.

The associate smiled, "We had a hard time choosing something to the bride's liking, but what do you think?"

Ayame shook her head "no" politely, and Rin gave a minute nod in the negative.

"Well, let's go find something else!"

The next dress, was no better: Rin entered again in a burlesque type corset dress with a short crinoline skirt, with a long train.

Rin's eyebrows furrowed and Ayame gave her a harsh look for not speaking up once more.

As soon as the salesgirl turned her back, Rin began to do a half-hearted imitation of the CanCan dance. Ayame sighed before offering to help search for a dress.

The associate consented, and Rin walked through the aisles in the hideous dress.

"Rin! Couldn't you say anything?"

"I didn't have the heart Ayame!"

Ayame pinched her brows, while Rin continued to do the cancan. Their eyes met, and Rin simply shrugged, "Trying to make the best out of a bad situation!"

"Just get to looking, so we can get you out of that THING."

Rin nodded, and they set towards searching the aisle. Ayame pulled out a dress that seemed pretty enough, and Rin agreed as it seemed like an upgrade.

Ayame gave a thumbs up to indicate her approval, and Rin waved the associate down.

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The next dress was marginally better, albeit bland. Rin shrugged, and Ayame regretted her on the fly decision to bring Rin there. With a shrug, and the appointment coming to a close - Ayame sighed, "Thank you for your help, we hope to return in the nearby future and also check a few other bridal shops for that 'perfect' dress!"

A soft scoff cut Rin's reply short, "Over my dead husband in hell."

Ayame flew out of her seat, while Rin waddled over in the princess-esque getup, shaken by the uncanny resemblance before it clicked - "Hahaue?"
Kin-Komako turned gracefully while lowering her lids, before touching Rin's jaw; "So you do remember me, child?"

"Hai," Rin bowed, "one simply cannot forget your status.."

"Hn, how much do you recall of me?"

"Not much, Hahaue - only a little."

She smirked, "For the better, child." Komako approached Rin, and fingered the bodice of the wedding dress, "Now lets get you out of this...poor excuse of a dress."

Ayame thanked the saleswoman once more as Sesshomaru's mother simply watched Rin walk off. Ayame looked around desperately for him, before silently excusing herself and walking out to the car. "Sesshomaru" Ayame whispered as she knocked on the window. He rolled down the window. "Hn?"

"Did you get a ring?"

He leaned his head back into the headrest, "My mother did. I assume she has a dress in mind as well."
Ayame sighed, "Thank God then, the dresses here were kinda ugly."

He scoffed, "Did my mother throw a fit?"

"No, thank goodness. What are you guys going to do about the venue?"

Sesshomaru wiped his face with his hand, "Hell if I know."

Ayame's eyebrows hit her bangs, "Sessshomaru, that's really scary. What would you do if your mother wasn't around?"

He cut her a sharp glare, and she raised her hands in complacency while backing away from the car. Sesshomaru's mother walked outside, mumbling under her breath something along the lines of, "Looks more like a costume shop than a bridal shop" while practically dragging Rin by the hand. Rin and Ayame's eyes made four, and the girl gave her a longsuffering stare that practically begged 'save me.'

When Ayame broke her stare with Rin, she was pleasantly surprised to see Sesshomaru opening the door for them. 'Oh wow! Lazy's actually doing something for someone else?'

"Well, I guess I'll take my leave, then. Bye R-"

With a force she didn't quite realize she possessed, Rin yanked Ayame into the backseat with her. Ayame laughed nervously, while trying to process just how strong the girl was. "I um, you know it's getting kinda late-I'm a bit hungry. I eat human food so you know...kinda stinks…"

Komako cut Ayame a leveled glare, "No matter, we can dine together."

The child locks in the backseat clicked, and Ayame's stare went blank. She tried testing the door handle to see if it would budge, but it didn't. Horrified, she looked up to his mother's snarky glare facing her; and in the rear-view mirror she could see Sesshomaru's revenge filled gaze boring into her soul. He knew his mother didn't quite like her after that one time she broke her vase, and Ayame was too afraid to face the woman ever again after that.

Rin smiled nervously back at Ayame, before she refused to smile back and pulled out her phone.

A ding alerted Rin to a text notification which read, "YOU OWE ME BIGTIME"

Rin gave Ayame a sheepish puppy dog look before responding, "Thank you! I promise I'll pay you back! Um, someone here is a bit...unnerving?"

"WHICH ONE?" Ayame responded back, looked at both occupants in the front seat, before giving her an incredulous stare. Both of them were unnerving! The ride was awkwardly silent, and Sesshomaru's mother didn't have much to complain about...making it deathly silent.

For the first time, he would have rathered her be annoying.

In the backseat Rin was intently trying to learn the streets, and bless her heart, kept getting confused with each turn. As they passed a specific bus stop, though, she recognized the area. "Hey, we're heading to Totosai's shop!"

Ayame couldn't help it, "Good God? The old bag is still alive? He's way past his expiry date!"

Rin gasped, "That's awful Ayame!"

"I'm just saying the truth! He's been dead and someone just forgot to tell him he's been dead!"

"I see where Naera got it from! But nooo, you act like it's some anomaly in the family!"

"I just say the truth where it needs to be said! But Naera has no filter, so don't you dare compare me-"

Ayame stopped her tirade upon hearing giggling that wasn't either of theirs - or Sesshomaru's for that matter. It soon stopped, before being replaced with deep, calming breaths.

"I have never heard you laugh, ever." Ayame whispered, not realizing she was voicing her internal monologue. "That's because you've only ever met me twice before, and in one of which decided it was a great idea to lean upon my entrance table, and break my vase."

"I'm sorry, I offered to pay up for it!"

"Right now you can repay me by keeping silent, is what!"

"You know what, Mrs. Taishou, I have done everything and no matter what you wouldn't let that dang thing go! Nothing ever pleases you, no wonder your son turned out the way he did!"

Komako scoffed, "You...you brat!"

Rin was regretting everything and kept pulling at Ayame's coat to get her to can it.

"Get it out Miss prissy!"

Sesshomaru continued to drive like nothing, dejected seemingly.

"Apologize right now!" Rin snapped. "No!" Ayame decided like a petulant child after giving the thought a mere 30 seconds of consideration.

Komako turned all the way in her seat, "Well, there is a way you can repay me."

"If I do this, will you let it up?"

"...Yes."

Ayame folded her arms, "What is it, then?"

"Let me meet that...cousin of yours."
Ayame's previous anger dissipated, "Which one?"

"Naera, I think it was? I always wondered why I was instructed to leave a fang for her. I had to lose a pretty tooth for that."

This time the car did stop, "YOU LEFT A FANG AND DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY?" Sesshomaru snarled. While Ayame laughed nervously, "You don't wanna meet her, I'm open to other requests, though!"

Komako gave both of them a pointed look, "Well I do! So either it's that, or I will never forgive you! Sesshomaru, your mother has lived a long life and has never commissioned a sword for anyone. Maybe it was nice for a change."

Sesshomaru's countenance grew angrier by the second, and Ayame watched him for a good moment. "You're envious of her, aren't you?"

"I am not." He stated cooly, despite looking ready to explode.

Rin patted his shoulder, and Ayame watched the interaction for a brief second before delivering her final verdict with a smirk. "You've got yourself a deal!"

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Still fuming, Sesshomaru stomped his way up the stairs after giving the three ladies right of way.

Ayame was having herself a ball getting on his last nerve. It was payback for several hundred years of worrying and him having a cross attitude 24/7.

Totosai stretched in his office, seemingly balder than before - and sighed when he heard stomping before the door chime ringing. "Who is it?" He yelled. When he received no answer, his suspicion was confirmed. Sighing, he grabbed the yellow clasp envelope and met Sesshomaru out in the showroom. Now, he mostly traded, sold, and appraised fine swords since ending his career as a swordsmith, and now his main bread, was, well forgery. Ha, from the forge to forgery. The Kami had a sense of humor, didn't they?

The old man made a show of moving slowly to annoy Sesshomaru, before realizing his mother was there with him. Quickly, Totosai straightened his act - trying to appear more healthy and active for his age. He gave a slight bow to acknowledge Komako, which she returned with an incline of the head. He completely ignored her son, opting to inquire about her well being. " Komako-sama, it's been awhile. How have you been faring?"

Komako tilted her head slightly, "Fine, Totosai-san. It is good to see you're doing well." she replied with a slight smile. He turned to Ayame and Rin, and greeted them with a bow of his own - which the two returned. One with a slight smile, and the other in utter disbelief, as if she'd seen a ghost. Totosai greeted Sesshomaru last with a suck of his teeth, before slowly turning on his heel. "I'll make some tea for you ladies, just give me one moment." "Oh no, it's no need!" Ayame insisted, "Really, we should be on our way." Rin agreed. Komako gave an airy laugh, "Oh it's fine, let's appreciate his hospitality, ne?"

Rin felt so bad for Sesshomaru, whose patience was wearing thin. When he sat down on the guest loveseat - his forehead vein was bulging. Everyone was having a field day bothering the poor guy. His mother tapped her 'nails' on the glass coffee table, Ayame turned up the haptic feedback notification all the way on her phone - so that the vibrate response for each character annoyed him. Rin stood up, while shooting Ayame a stern glare, to sit beside him.

Ayame smiled cheekily, which reminded her too much of a certain somebody. In the meantime, Rin tried to pull Sesshomaru from his poor mood - which worked. His mother, who had previously taken to staring out the window, watched intently as her son's demeanor lightened up. Ayame was shocked that her annoying behavior seemed to not have an effect on him, before giving Rin two thumbs up and a pleased nod when their eyes briefly met. Rin blushed, and the two noted how his world had simply narrowed down to her and nothing else.

The kettle sung, and moments afterward Totosai returned with 5 cups of tea, and walked to Komako first, who gracefully accepted. Ayame accepted with a small thank you, and then he walked over to Rin who took hers with a soft thanks. Sesshomaru refused, his cross attitude returning after seeing Totosai's face. "Are you going to take or no?" The old man demanded.

Sesshomaru kept a cap on his thoughts, simply because his mother would never let him hear the end of it. Still didn't mean he respected the old dirtbag, though. Rin laughed nervously, and took his cup.

"Damn Rin, having to act as a mediator, and emotions for the both of you must be tiresome."

Rin's face went blank as she held a cup in each hand, before smartly deciding to drink out of both to avoid responding. Sesshomaru gave Ayame a nasty glare, which she avoided by scooching closer to his mother - who gave her a look that said, 'Pardon?'

Ayame tested her limits and scooched a bit closer, just in case he did snap. Rin alternated between drinking from both hands, before complimenting Totosai. "This is some great tea! Thanks, Totosai!"

So engrossed in mentally murdering Ayame, Sesshomaru didn't realize she was actually drinking both cups. He thought she'd simply accepted out of politeness. He extracted the second cup from her right hand, before giving her a look that spelled, 'What the hell?'

She shrugged, "I didn't wanna be rude" she whispered. Ayame counted her lucky stars, and listened intently to Lady Komako's and Totosai's small talk. They mostly caught up, and Komako relayed some information from Sesshomaru's dad. 'Wasn't he dead?' Ayame thought, before being a little freaked out. 'Is his mom a clairvoyant or something? Maybe that's why she's so creepy.' Komako cleared her throat, "Excuse me, this is an A and B conversation." Ayame sighed, "Well, I'm here to C." Komako gave a slight growl, and Rin resisted the urge to laugh. Sesshomaru drank some of the tea while boring a hole into Totosai's head. After finishing, he placed the fine china on the side table beside himself that held a lamp, before standing up and snatching the yellow envelope. He flapped out the folder, stopping their little interaction. Hating how chummy he was becoming with his mother. He poured the contents of the documents into his hand, he inspected everything which seemed fine, until a migrant visa card slipped out.

That was the fuel to his flame. His forehead vein bulged again, before he cooly turned the card towards Totosai.

"What the fuck is this?"

Totosai acted the none wiser, "Oh your Brazilian migrant visa!" he informed cheerily.

Komako reached out for the card, which Totosai snatched from Sesshomaru before handing it to her with a smile. "Oh, my son. It captures your essence quite well I must say. The bags under the eyes, the leery stare. The bearing of teeth. Looks no different than a normal day."

Ayame looked over Komako's shoulder, and promptly began to enter a coughing fit from cackling so hard. Rin wanted to look at the card so but judging by their reaction, it must've been pretty bad. She resisted the urge to laugh, not so much because of his disposition, but because she felt bad for him. Ayame handed Rin the card, putting her on the spotlight. "You be the judge, Rin. Does it look bad?"

It was Ayame's payback afterall.

She took the card, and her eyes widened as her brows hit her bangs. "So what do you think, young lady?" Totosai asked.

Rin dropped the card on the seat. "Where's the restroom?" "If you walk down the corridor to the left."

Rin practically ran, before locking the door, turning on the water, then laughing. He genuinely looked unhinged. Then for his mother to say he looked like that, everyday? She finally regained some composure and returned. She barely maintained her expression - while silently praying he didn't hear her crying from laughing so hard. When she returned, Ayame underlooked her before muttering, "Cheapshot!"

"I'm sorry to say it, but…" she averted her gaze to the floor, finding the cheap carpet the most interesting thing of her life, "I think...Sesshomaru-sama wasn't quite caught in his greatest glory?"

Komako giggled, "Ah sweet girl, sugar coating things just like yourself." before pinching her cheek. Ayame laughed, "Looks like a rabies induced mugshot, but go off I guess."

Totosai took a deep breath, "Well it's settled, the main consensus agrees you look fine. So allow me to take some photos and make some documents for this young lady."

"Oh Totosai, I don't look all that great. Can we do this another day?"

Ayame smirked, "Now you guys can have matching visas! Match made in heaven." Rin's face went cross, "Are you implying I look like that!" Ayame grinned, "Take it for what you will, but if the shoe fits." "OOOH! You get on my nerves!" Totosai motioned for her to stand in front of a white canvas, and took some polaroid photos of her. In the meantime, Sesshomaru sat with his elbow on his knee, looking every bit like his photo. His mother held it beside him, before asking Ayame to take a photo. Ayame flashed her phone at Sesshomaru, "wow, pictures really don't lie!" Sesshomaru ignored them, plastering a cool facade to impress Rin when she returned. She smiled, "Well, hopefully we'll match soon!" He sighed, appreciating her attempt to console him. "You really didn't…" "Oh, I did. Hopefully it's just as bad!" Totosai showed him the polaroids after they all printed, "A for effort?"

Sesshomaru frowned, before a small smile lit his face. She really tried, but was such a bad actor. At most, she was disgruntled in the cutest way possible. He took a brief glance, taking his favorite photo and slipped it into his pocket. Hopefully for once, something escaped all of their gazes as they laughed amongst themselves. He handed the photos back to Totosai, who counted them. "I could've sworn I-" He looked at the previously cross boy who was currently admiring Rin, and wisely held his peace. "What was that?" Komako asked. "Ah nothing, I just made a mistake is all. I hope to see you all again, soon. Hopefully without that one in tow." as he pointed at Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru blinked, and ignored him, as Rin linked her arm in his. "Bye Totosai-san." she waved with her free hand. The two forgot about everyone, and walked down the narrow corridor by themselves. Komako feigned hurt, "He finds himself a girl and forgets to differ respect to his dear mother. What an awfully rude son."

"I can be your daughter?" Ayame offered, "I'll differ respect as long as I can bother him."

Komako sighed, "Do what you will." Ayame gave a little fist pump, "Yes!" Totosai saw them off, before recounting the photos in his hands once more. He smiled to himself, upon realizing the full gravity of what Sesshomaru had done. At least, the young man would be happy for once in his miserably long existence. He then sat down, before hunkering down to work.

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Lady Komako was stopped by the shop attendant on the bottom floor, who was trying to make a pass. She blinked prettily, ignoring the man but enjoying the attention. Ayame mouthed a slight "eww" because the man was...well...old. Komako faked a blush, and before she could continue - the front door flew open and a cold draft hit them. Sesshomaru cleared his throat, waiting for them to exit. Ayame gladly took her leave, but his mother blew her bangs before taking her sweet time to leave. "You are such a bore!" she sneered. Sesshomaru quipped back, "Well, playing with old dirt doesn't seem any more enjoyable." Ayame overheard and snickered, before returning to her previous place in the backseat. "Hey, Rin, you're not gonna sit with me?" "Oh yeah! I was in the back." Rin agreed, and as she opened her seatbelt to hop in the backseat, his mother took the backseat. "Sesshomaru, take me home." His mother demanded. Ayame sighed, "Can you drop me home first?" His mother counter-argued, "Well, I had reservations for dinner but if you…" "I'll go!" she agreed hotly, hunger making her more eager than she'd imagined.

His mother scowled, "Well, just don't break anything." Ayame groaned, and Rin giggled.

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Ayame entered the house immediately after Komako, "Oooh, smells good." she commented. Rin agreed, "The food does smell great, and oh my! Komako-sama, your home is gorgeous." His mother handed off her coat to a servant, "I wish you to continue referring to me as Hahaue." Rin gasped, unsure of taking such liberties so early. "Well, my child - it's only if you wish." She continued, but seemingly with a sad tone. Rin thought about it for a second, "Yes Hahaue." The woman seemed to brighten up considerably, before guiding the two girls to the restroom. "Oh my, your bathroom is beautiful!" Rin noted. Even Ayame was flabbergasted, as she'd never passed her entryway before. Ayame kept admiring the light fixtures above them, and they washed their hands distractedly. Rin resisted the urge to pet the fluffy decor towels and bathroom accessories and Ayame, well, nearly ran into a wall. "Damn, these people know elegance."

Rin couldn't agree more, "Like the back of their hands." Ayame wondered briefly, "If I lived like this I'd never leave. Seriously, Sesshomaru is ungrateful." Rin sighed, "No, sometimes people are running from their personal demons. Whatever- or whoever-it may be." Ayame agreed, "You have a point, as we all have enough of those." Rin groaned, "Tell me about it!" The duo left the bathroom and managed to meander their way to the dining room, as Ayame's better sense of smell guided them. "Whoa! This is like a revved up Thanksgiving." Ayame muttered lowly. Rin heard, and the two girls shared a knowing glance.

The two sat beside each other on the beveled glass topped dining table. Two servants had just finished setting the table, while the chef and sue chef plated everything. Ayame looked up to Lady Komako, "Mrs. Taishou, when did you arrange for this?" She laughed, "a simple text sufficed earlier." "Do you have a personal chef at all times?" Rin asked. "No, I know several caterers for when I do host dinner parties and such, though." Komako rearranged some loaves of bread in a basket, and the two watched her. "Do you have ADHD?" Ayame asked, genuinely concerned. Komako confessed, "Yes. It was founded...later in life." Ayame gasped, "God I'm so sorry!" "It is fine, it doesn't affect me too much. Once I am occupied, I am better off." Sesshomaru entered the dining room, surprised, but not shocked that his suspicion was confirmed. Hell, how long did she find this out? Why didn't she tell him?

He sat at the table beside his mother, opting to pretend he didn't hear. His mother fidgeted with something else at the table until all of the food arrived. The chef and sue chef described the foods at the table, Komako thanked them, and they excused themselves with a bow. The four ate in relative silence, but oddly enough it was amicable - without any Sesshomaru teasing.

Their meal concluded, and Ayame offered to part her way one last time. "Sesshomaru, take Ayame home for me, will you?" Sesshomaru's demeanor turned sour all over again. "Whenever you're ready, Ayame." The girl looked horrified, "I'm good, I can call an uber!"

Komako insisted, "No, why - I have so many vehicles at my disposal."

"I would have arranged for a ride, but it's getting late and I don't want you to wait a moment longer." Rin realized her discomfort, "Oh I can go with you guys." Ayame looked relieved briefly, before his mother dashed hersmall hopes. "Oh Rin, you wouldn't want to leave your mother-in-law all alone now would you?"

Rin looked at Lady Komako, before looking at Ayame and mouthing "sorry."

Ayame grimaced upon realizing she'd bothered Sesshomaru all day, and now had to ride home alone with him. He's probably going to kill her, then resurrect her for show.

Sesshomaru walked to the car, and waited patiently for Ayame. Well, as much as he could, anyways. He leaned over the center console, and opened the door for her. Ayame looked scared as everloving hell. To really mess with her, he jumped - and Ayame screamed bloody murder while clutching the door. "I don't bite." He smirked.

"Asshole! Not often!" Ayame cried while clenching her chest. Ayame ceased her panicking upon realizing he was adopting some semblance of a sense of humor. "Sesshomaru? What's gotten into you?" He ignored her, and Ayame took it as an indication to continue. "Sesshomaru, honestly, this is the happiest I've seen you in almost 350 years. I-I wanted to say I'm happy for you. You guys deserve this more than anyone I know. Don't let her go again, Sesshomaru. I mean this from the bottom of my heart."

Sesshomaru sighed, "Ayame, it's a farce and nothing more. I just want to ensure her stability and safety. If she decides to leave after it's all said and done, she would have my support regardless." "Sesshomaru, you're either denser than a brick or being willfully ignorant to not see how she looks at you! God, even when you look at her, there's a connection I could only pray that I could find in my entire life. If I may be honest, I even envy you! Yet you're out here, willing to just up and let this walk away from you again?" Ayame all but ranted, as righteous indignation overtook her. Sesshomaru frowned, "Ayame. If you truly appreciate someone, you'd be willing to let them go." "Isn't that literally what got her killed the first time?" Sesshomaru's vein bulged again, "I'm not arguing this with you, Ayame." She took to mocking him while climbing in the passenger seat, "iM nOt ArGuInG yOU AyAmE." He sighed before mumbling "You and Naera are the same breed." "Speaking of cousins, I still can't get over the fact you envy her for getting a sword from your mom first." He cut her a mean glare as he turned, to which she responded, "Just promise me you wouldn't jab her eyeballs, or you know, disguise yourself as her mom or something."

After a pregnant pause he concluded, "I honestly hate you." "Not enough to kill me." She informed, matter-of-factly. "No, but if it weren't for the laws of this land.." Ayame scratched her ear, "Did I hear you right?"

He admitted more to himself than her, "I've seen more memes in three weeks than nearly 6 years." Ayame laughed, "I'm so happy for you - better than watching the news 24/7. Rin brings so much light into your world, and if I must I'll bound you guys together. Trust me, after this gets sorted you're going to have a hard time keeping up the 'facade.' Considering you'll forget why you were faking, but anyways, it seems like both of you guys are a little, um, stunted in the emotions department." Sesshomaru just gave her a disbelieving stare, before double parking beside another vehicle in front of Koga's complex. "Thanks, Sesshomaru. Goodnight." He watched her go in, before driving off and mulling over her comments.

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The servants cleared up, and bid Lady Komako a goodnight. She sighed, before opening the glass tv Armoire in the living room. She casted Hulu to the television. Rin watched her momentarily, and realized she was actually quite lonely. Komako jumped, "Goodness, I forgot to show you where to sleep." Komako stood up, and passed Rin, guiding her up the stairs. Rin stood shocked, upon realizing that without heels, Komako-sama and herself were the same exact height. Eye to eye.

She looked over her shoulder, "Yes, I am short. There's a reason for heels."

"How tall was Sesshomaru's dad?" "Solid 7'0." "That's basketball player height." Rin blurted. Komako leaned on the banister to compose herself after imagining her former husband and son playing basketball. "Child, you're going to be the death of me." She gave Rin a short tour of the home, showing her both his old room, and one of the guest rooms. "Feel free to help yourself to either. I'll be downstairs." "Well I'm not exactly tired yet!" "We do have an early start tomorrow, I'd assure you'd want to get some rest." "Ma'am, I am a borderline insomniac, I think I'll survive." Komako looked at her (now) claws, "Suit yourself, would you like to join me?" "Sure" "Come along then." The two treaded the stairs, and Komako fiddled with her Ipad before the green glow of the Hulu logo caught her attention, again. They'd left it unattended for so long, that it went back to the slideshow of the chromecast. "Previously, on "90 day fiance…" "What are you watching?" Rin asked, confused. "The worst show ever, honestly. I want to club half of the male participants to death." Rin backed up a bit, mildly concerned. "Just watch it." Komako pulled out some caramel corn from the coffee table's secret compartment. "Want any?" Rin took some, still shocked she had a liking to at least some human goods. "I've always had a sweet tooth." She admitted offhandedly. Rin nodded, "Oh, I relate."

Two episodes in, Rin was horrified, "Oh, no. This guy is so lazy! He doesn't want to do...anything! Why would she want to marry him?" Rin then proceeded to scream into one of the decorative pillows. Komako picked at her throw, "Don't you see? She's so eager to settle down, she'd settle for anything." They reached the latest episode, and it ended, Rin was angered that it ended on a cliffhanger. "That was awful, why would you watch a series with so many cliffhangers?" "I couldn't tell you, she answered honestly." At first Rin wondered if her showing 90 day fiance was a subliminal message, but his mother switched to a Kdrama. "Sorry, Rin. I like dramas, so you'll have to sit tight." Rin internally breathed in relief upon realizing his mother truly didn't care, and was just enjoying her shows.

Rin would recognize "Goddess of Marriage" anywhere, "Hahaue do not watch that!" she gave her a longsuffering stare, "Too late, too far in." Rin proceeded to scream into the pillow again, "God that woman is so EVIL. There's too much angst!" The two watched, and Rin noted as Komako became more and more disappointed and dejected as they continued. She began skipping episodes and parts, desperate to get the plot. "How does it end?"

"Badly, I don't know how it's listed under comedy."

"Badly as in?" Komako elaborated, "Badly as in suicide bad?" Rin grimaced.

"Hn, no. What drama do you recommend?" "Secret garden and Coffee Prince are super cheesy but cute! The Moon that Embraces the Sun is also really good, but I cried a lot - it's really intense. Good Doctor is also pretty neat!" Komako all but shoved her huge ass Ipad into her chest. "I need a palate cleansing. Show me the first one."

"OOF." Rin rubbed her ribs, "Ah, okay…"

They were in too deep. Rin was reliving the second hand embarrassment from Secret Garden. Komako was enjoying it. Rin was starting to get tired, but was enjoying the episode too much - so kept fighting sleep. Komako threw her throw over her, while petting her hair. Rin fell asleep without realizing what hit her. The door creaked open, and his mother waved him over. "No." he answered shortly. "Just sit here, you don't really have to watch it." "Mother, you're going to rot your brain watching all of this...stuff." "Okay, like you aren't rotting your own brain watching stocks and the world light ablaze live; watching the news all the time." He sighed, before sitting on the floor in front of the sofa. "Just what are you watching?" "Just watch it." He leaned his head on the couch's armrest, before sighing. "You suck the fun out of everything, Sesshomaru."

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Rin woke up before dawn, and his mother dozed lightly beside her on the sofa. The episodes were still running, so Rin paused it. Silently, she crept up the stairs to take a shower. Komako cracked an eye open. She found herself pleased that the girl was an early bird like herself. "Well, the earlier we get this done the better."

Komako found herself determined to make things right.

This time, "no" wouldn't be accepted as an answer.

Even if it was a farce, she'd put it out for it anyways.

Afterall, it was the only marriage that would make Sesshomaru happy.

Fin: Rings'n'Things