A note of appreciation first: Thanks to the reviewers. And to Namine57, this much I promise, we shall have lots of Ses/Rin play, even a little sadistic.


Chapter 3: A Sweet But Short Dream

It might have been past midnight or so when Rin woke up - on his bed. Her head was on his arm near his shoulder. A long soft furry piece of fabric was tucked under her other side, and a velvety blanket draped over her nude body.

It was so warm.

She looked at the man beside her. The long smooth flocks of his silver hair draped proudly over his well defined chest. His sharp jawline paralleled by the stripes on his cheeks and the crescent on his forehead made him even more magnificent. He looked sound asleep. He looked peaceful. Must be in a sweet dream.

It had been in a sweet dream.

But it would soon be over.

In the morning, Rin would go back to Lady Madam. After that, Rin would fall from the arms of one unknown man into another's until she got used up and became unwanted. Then they would procure her organs while she was alive and sell them.

Those horror stories had been told around her village, but nobody ever thought it would happen to them personally.

Rin looked at him one last time, and in slow, so careful slow, motion, she rolled out of his arm toward the edge of the bed. She tiptoed to the closet and felt around for a shirt and a pair of paints. She put them on and had to roll up the pants about 12 inches.

She sneaked out the bedroom toward the foyer. She nudged on the doorknob ever so slightly until it clicked opened, and she left.

Slipping quietly down the hallway of the hotel wing, Rin occasionally looked back. She was alone. She got on the elevator and scanned around for a moment before she pushed the button that was labeled 1.

The elevator opened into the main lobby that led to the main door which opened automatically. She took a long deep breath and looked back one more time. She lingered for a second and then nodded as she resolutely stepped onto the night street.

And Rin had nowhere to go.

She walked down the sidewalk. There were shops, restaurants, and various businesses lining both sides of the street. None of the business names was in her mother tongue.

It was a long, quiet, well lit street.

The lines of businesses eventually ended into a long stretch of wooded land with no sidewalk. The well lit street turned into a darker street with no streetlights. Rin continued to walk on the dirt path which turned into another path with concrete sidewalk that led to a residential neighborhood with dilapidated houses and unkempt yards.

Suddenly, two men jumped on Rin. She hit the concrete sidewalk and scratched her elbows. One man picked her up by her hair and dragged her toward the driveway off from the sidewalk.

She screamed for help, but he quickly stifled her scream with his dirty hand pressing on her mouth. Then he put a chokehold around her neck which completely silenced her.

The other man walked behind them, looking around furtively.

When they reached the door to the house at the end of the driveway, all three of them suddenly got thrown back to the sidewalk by a swirling green whip. The men fell on the concrete head first with bone cracking sounds coming from their necks. Rin's neck was constricted by the tail of the green whip until she blacked out.

She woke up in a comfortable bed in a room with two big windows. Warm sun rays hit her eyes when she opened her eyes. She grimaced pleasantly as she did a stretch and sat up.

The room had a private bathroom and a large closet full of clothes that still had tags on them. They all seemed to be in her size. Rin washed up and walked out the bedroom.

A short man was stocking the refrigerator with bags of food in the kitchen.

"Hi," said Rin.

He turned around. "You're up. I'm Jaken," he spoke in Rin's mother tongue.

The man had grumpy wrinkles on top of his brows. His skin was almost green. He looked - unhuman, but he looked kind.

Surely, her streak of bad luck had got to end somewhere. There had got to be some humanity left in the world. Hopefully.

"Good morning, Jaken-sama. I'm Rin. Where am I?"

"Nowhere," he said. "You can stay here for the time being. That is your bedroom, and the clothes in the closet are yours."

For the time being.

"The clothes are brand new. Did you buy them for me?"

Jaken just finished stocking the refrigerator. He turned around and yelled, "Just wear them. You ask too many questions."

He went to the door. "Stay here until I come back." He then stormed out of the house and left.

It was a small house somewhere in a wooded neighborhood. It had a nice flower garden and a little lily pond outside.

There was a nice kitchen, a little living room with a large tv on the wall and a console containing various entertainment systems. There was a writing desk on the side in front of a wall shelf with full of books, most of which were in Rin's language.

The decoration was simple but cozy.

Rin drank some milk and then went to the closet to changed into something more fitting than the outfit she got from Naraku-sama's closet the night before. She spread Naraku's shirt on the bed. It was white with a pattern of 3 red cherry blossoms on its left shoulder. She looked lovingly at it for a moment before she folded it along with his white paints and then bagged them up.

She had to leave. In the morning light, it would be easier to find some businesses with a name in her language.

She stood up and grabbed the bag of his clothes with her. All of sudden, she staggered and seemed to have lost balance. A sudden rush of drowsiness took over her. She sat back down on the bed. Whatever that strange feeling was should wear out. Maybe she was just tired from all she had been through.

She flopped down on the bed and fell asleep.