Author note: The chapter is not revised - so far this is my english level - so you will find grammar and spelling mistakes. Despite all these I hope that the message will come across.

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.

Chapter 6

The Mist of the Past

Two weeks.

Five days.

And seven hours passed since Rin returned to the place where the man who called himself her husband calls it home. For the hundred time she took the surroundings in trying to find something familiar in this place.

Everything was unfamiliar; her mind couldn't find any pleasant memory. The good times she spent with him in this very house were for a long time gone.

"Rin, are you okay?" for a brief moment Rin forgot about her female guest. Since she returned back to life she was never alone. During the day, her sister-in-law stayed with her trying to make her remember the past.

"I am fine Kagome. I am afraid I was with my mind elsewhere."

"What's on your mind Rin?" since the day she woke up Rin wasn't the same anymore; Kagome was genuinely worried for her.

"I am here for almost three weeks and I cannot recall pleasant memories. No matter how much I try nothing happens. This place is strange for me; I am not comfortable."

"You have amnesia Rin; it's normal to feel this way. Everyday you're surrounded by people who claim to know you but you know nothing about them. I would feel uncomfortable too. Do you want me to tell you more about us? I mean how we have met?"

Everyday she's bombed with stories, in their poor attempt to make her remember. Every day her husband tells her one during the dinner.

"Yeah, I would love to." The truth is Rin didn't want but only for a moment she would just pretend.

Didn't she become an expert already?

"You know" the raven hair woman started her story "our first meeting has nothing special. I was in the beginnings of my career when I went to Tokyo Art University to talk with Aizawa-sensei. He's a known potter and I wanted him to work with me. If I could have coaxed him into my plan I could have proved my boss I am worthy."

"Now you're a famous interior designer. I guess you brought that man on your side."

"I am sorry Higurashi-san. Unfortunately I cannot accept your proposal. Takahashi-san came minutes ago and I accepted to work with his person." The master of pottery turned his back and left, leaving behind a young interior designer whose hopes vanished in the thin air. Aizawa was her only hope to teach that damn man a lesson.

"Higurashi-san" for a moment she forgot about Aizawa's assistant being there. He had an apologetic smile on his figure. "I am sorry for what happened. When you called, Takahashi-san didn't offer Aizawa-san an offer. If you have come thirty minutes ago you would have got the deal."

'That damn Inuyasha. He must have known about my plans. He did it on purpose.'

"Even if Aizawa-san cannot offer his services, I can recommend you someone else. She's a student in first year but she has a great talent. I work in this field for many years but I never saw such talent. She may not be experienced as Aizawa-san but her youth and her imagination might be in your advantage. Also she will be easy to work with than Aizawa-san; you must have heard about his temper.

A smirk showed up on her features. 'Let's see how you can take that Inuyasha Takahashi.'

"The first thing I did when I met you for the first time was to look at your hands. Can those small and delicate hands give life to a potter? It was the first thing I thought to.

"And what happened next?"

"We started working together for a Japanese restaurant. The owner appreciated what we did, and we even got good reviews from their clients. They were deeply impressed by your potters. Not even Aizawa-sensei was appreciated the same like you. You were the student who surpassed the teacher."

"And we became friends after?"

"We became more than friends. Since then we're like sisters, not being able to not hear about each other even a single day. We told everything to each other, the hour didn't matter. Inuyasha was displeased by our closeness. He could swear you hold some grudge against him."

He brought his mouth closer to hers locking them into a kiss. He wanted to taste this woman. His hands were wondering over her curved body while his mouth ravaged hers. He ground his groin into hers, his mouth swallowing her delicious moans.

Damn, she drives him crazy.

His hands were half way removing her damn revealing dress when her phone rang. Both tried to ignore it but the sound persisted. The female stretched her hand and took the device, answering the phone.

"Kagome-san" she recognized the voice at the other end. "I need to talk with you. Do I bother you?" she pushed her lover away from her a little and looked into his eyes. He looked pissed, his eyes saying "Turn off the phone and let me have my wicked way with you."

"Of course not Rin-chan. You know you can talk with me anytime you need." Kagome pushed her lover harder, Inuyasha falling to the ground. He was too shock to express his disagreement. He saw her enticing body leaving his sight; he growled in frustration. "women" he muttered under his mustache.

"Something amazing happened to me today."

"Really? And what could have happened to you?"

"He kissed me. Sesshomaru kissed me."

"Rin didn't Sesshomaru kissed you before?"

"That was on the cheek. Now he kissed me on the lips. Kagome-chan, Sesshomaru kissed me on the lips. I cannot believe it!"

"I do. He's in love with you Rin. I am surprised he waited for so long to have a taste of you; he wanted to feel you in the first day he had met you."

"Kagome-san, do you remember your first kiss with Inuyasha? How did you felt after? I exaggerate feeling so excited? My heart beat so fast that I think it will burst out my chest."

"After Inuyasha kissed me the first time I felt so good. It's refreshing even remembering." Kagome's ears could catch Inuyasha's growls. She guessed he remembers their first kiss as well.

They talked like that for another hour. When Kagome returned to her lover, he was already extremely unhappy.

"Why women need to talk at the phone an eternity?"

"He's in love with her." she totally ignored him.

"Yes, I know. He's like a love sick puppy. Rin has him wrapped around her little finger."

Standing in front on him, Kagome removed her silk dress, her nude body being caressed by his amber gaze. She straddled his hips, her mouth whispering in his ear.

"Do you remember what I did after you kiss me for the first time?"

"It hurts even know." He heard her small chuckle; even now she still likes to make fun of him.

He pinned her under him and had his wicked way with her.

Since the day Rin woke up Sesshomaru vowed to himself to spend more time with her. His schedule became incredible packed after he ditched work to go in Seychelles and after he had to correct the wrongs his former mistress caused to his company.

But even with his packed schedule he found time to spend with her. And one of those moments was the lunch. The restaurant he brought her in held precious memories; here they took their first lunch together.

"We would want house specialty." Said the man to the waitress. "Chef Benoit knows what I am talking about."

"Of course sir."

Sesshomaru looked at the woman across the table; the same like in their first lunch together she was fidgeting. She looked so much alike the one from six years ago.

"We came here a lot of times and always chef Benoit cooked for us; his food is amazing."

"We're in an expensive restaurant. I am sure the food is excellent."

"Thank you for accepting my invitation to lunch. I am glad after so many refusals you finally accepted."

The next day after their first meeting in Sesshomaru's office she was bombed by his phone calls. Rin knew Kagome won't ever tell her phone number to someone else without asking her first so she was sure her best friend did not betray her. But somehow he did find out her number and she was pretty sure he won't give up till won't have his way.

"I had no choice Takahashi-san. If I wouldn't have accepted you would have come in person to where I live and still have your way."

He was a stalker, and I might say I proud one. He could feel she's his only one. No way he would stay still and let another man steal her away from his grasp. No, we would have her in one way or another. Slowly they would cement their relationship; he would make her fall for him.

"Harada-san, I admit that my previously calls were indeed in my own detriment but our meeting today is purely work related."

For her would mean work but to him was pure pleasure. Soon she would spend more and more time around him.

Rin wanted to open her mouth and speak but stopped when the waiter arrived. The man in his thirties scrutinized his clients, his gaze eating Rin wholly. Sesshomaru noticed the man's gaze lingering too much on the female.

"We would want some red wine, a Chardoney and the house specialty. The chef Benoit knows very well what I desire." Sesshomaru sighed in relief when the man ripped his eyes away from Rin.

"And for the lady?"

"I would have the same." For the first time in her life she stepped in a French restaurant, and worse she couldn't even read the menu; it was in French. Not wanting to embarrass herself with her lack of education she decided to do as him.

She accepted his invitation, why not eating the same as him?

"Very well." The waiter bowed and made his leave to the kitchen but not before glancing at the female again.

"You will enjoy the food here. Chef Benoit is the best."

"I know that the ruthless Sesshomaru Takahashi don't praise people often so I believe you. Tell me more about the job you want to offer me."

Not even a moment he felt offended by her words. He perfectly knew about his reputation in his society; a cold, ruthless business man.

"How I have said before Harada-san, our lunch is work related. I want to redecorate my place, and I want you to take care of that."

"Takahashi-san, I am not an interior designer, I am a potter. I do not think I can help you. I am sure Kagome-san will gladly help you."

"You're wrong Harada-san" definitely that woman won't do any changes to his penthouse; he got feed up when she invaded his work office "what I have in mind is perfect for you. I am not doing a complete redecoration but small changes. All I want you to do are some potters for my penthouse."

"Oh…then tell me what do you need and I would gladly do them."

"Well, here's the problem I do not know what fits for my apartment, pottery is not my forte, so I need you to come to my apartment and decide what's the best." He wanted her to come with him and see how kind hearted he can be; to see the small, stray cat he picked up couple days ago.

"Takahashi-san!" the only thought of being alone with him beyond closed doors frightened the hell out of her. "I do not think is appropriate for me to do so."

"But your presence there would be necessary. If you won't have a bigger picture you won't know what to do. I am sure an artist like you cannot afford creating something shallow and bring shame upon you."

He was sure she can created the most beautiful potteries even without seeing his apartment but he needed her there; a little cruelty have been necessary.

"Okay, I would come to your place. I would call you when I can. The next two weeks I am busy with exams. After that I will surely come."

Battle number two was won. Soon he would win her heart too.

It's been too long since he had touched her, been to long since their lips locked into a kiss, even the briefest one. Sesshomaru missed her. She was so close, at an arm distance from him, but yet so far.

He could tell she was still uncomfortable around him, her husband. If it was up to him he would have attacked her lips with his kisses and whisper sweet things into her ear. How much he wanted to feel her again.

He had to wait.

She was still fragile. Despite the stories he narrated to her every day she still didn't recognize him as her husband, nor accept him as a man.

After their dinner they had a short walk in the park nearby; he wanted at least to hold hands with her but refrained his urge. He wondered when things will return to normal. He wanted her back.

And now they were standing in front of her bedroom door, looking into each other eyes. Her eyes seemed to ask something but he did not know what.

Sesshomaru Takahashi, a cruel, rich businessman could now swore that in his entire life he never met a woman such as Rin. When Rin told him she wants to fulfil her fantasy he thought that maybe it's something extravagant, a lot of money being involved; not that he was bothered by it.

But it wasn't what he thought; she just wanted to have lunch with him under a blossomed sakura tree. Did he ever was at a picnic? No he wasn't.

"When I was little I promised to myself that my first date with my first boyfriend will be a picnic under a blossomed sakura tree."

Her dream was silly, innocent but he was glad to be the man she's gonna share it with. Until hearing her desire his minds was eaten by jealousy. Did she have a boyfriend before? Was a man before him who touched her lips? The thoughts of another one possessing her body drove him crazy.

Hearing her words, relief washed over his already troubled mind.

"Come here!" his eyes followed her gaze, watching her hands movements, patting her lap.

"You want me to…"

"Put your head in my lap. This is something I want to do with my first boyfriend under a sakura tree."

"OK." The moment his head rested into her lap, her hands caressed his silver locks. "It's calming." His amber gaze, in the past cold but now warm, bore in her chocolate eyes. "The only woman who played with my hair was my mother."

"Not one of your past lovers played with this beautiful hair? You must be lying. Your hair is soft; I want to play with it for hours."

"This Sesshomaru will never lie to you. You really are the first."

He was watching her lips moving, saying sweet nothings to him, and damn he wanted to taste them; to lock their mouths into a kiss.

Their first kiss.

For hours he laughed at her silly jokes; hours he listened to her ramblings and not even once he got bored by her presence.

It was hard to explain to himself but deep inside he knew he's where he belongs…

… in her arms.

At the end of the day, before them parting he saw her tip-toeing waiting for her goodbye kiss. His earlier urge returned; never once he tasted her lips.

He wanted her so badly.

He slowly bend his head, his lips closer to hers ready to feel her soft, rosy lips under his. He was a breath away when he changed direction, kissing her flushed cheek instead.

"Good night my princess." He could see disappointment on her features but he had no other choice. His desire for her was too raw to be able to hold it if his inner beast will take the slightest meal. He desired her body and damn he knew she's not ready for it.

"I will call you tomorrow. Sweet dreams!"

"Dream about me tonight."

"I am sure I will."

He did not kiss her. Rin could swore that his lust for her, that his desire to take her lips were visible into his amber eyes. Did she want him to kiss her?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

A part of her wanted him to belong to her but the other part couldn't forget about his betrayal. How long will she stay and pretend to not know? For how long she want to punish him for what he did?

She did not know.

Rin went to take her shower, and maybe to clear her mind a little. The hot water pouring over her naked body maybe will help her relax. She was tense around him, always careful not to betray herself.

She was about to go to bed when the ring of her phone woke her up from her inner meditation. She flipped the phone open and read the short message.

It was her, the woman who stole Rin's happiness. Rin even wondered when she will dare approach her and laugh in her face how she bedded her husband for six months. Rin felt sick only seeing her name.

"Oh. I felt asleep." She was waiting for her husband and fallen asleep while doing so. It wasn't the first time when he came late from work but now…

"It's already 2 AM ." She flipped her cell phone open hoping to see a message from him.

Nothing.

She got scared. He always called; her mind started created many scenarios like he's injured laying unconscious on a hospital bed. She dialed his number and prayed for him to be safe and sound.

"Who are you to call me at this hour?' the voice at the other line didn't belong to a male but to a woman. And by her voice Rin could tell that that woman just woke up from her slumber. Rin lost her voice. She looked at the screen again, to make sure she didn't dialed the wrong number.

Rin froze.

She dialed the right number.

She hung up the phone.

Her body was trembling; her mind trying to come with answers for what she just heard.

"Someone stole his phone or maybe by mistake he switched his phone with someone else. That person can be a man and that woman I just heard might be that man's girlfriend or wife. Sesshomaru is not cheating on me. He loves me. He will never do something like that."

A part of her recognized the lie between her reasoning. She promised to herself to be strong and ask him when he returns.

An hour later he returned. Rin was in the kitchen drinking a glass of wine. For the last hour her mind wandered at that female voice; she wondered if she knows that woman. Who can be his lover?

"Why are you still awake at this hour?" he asked her. "You should have gone to sleep." Rin put the glass on the counter and came towards him. She smiled while taking off his coat.

"You know that I cannot sleep alone in that bed. Also since you hadn't call I was worried that something happened to you. You know me."

"I am sorry that I didn't call; my phone ran out of battery." In that moment she knew; he spent his time with another woman. Slept in the same room with her, probably in the same bed and she could have access to his phone.

Sesshomaru bent his head, his lips pressing lightly on hers. The closeness of their bodies assaulted Rin's nostrils with the scent of another woman perfume. His clothes reeked of her perfume.

But she said nothing; Rin just smiled.

Author note:

1. when I say "inner beast" I mean in a metaphorical sense, and not literally; don't forget that all my charas are humans.

2. Probably some of you think that Rin remembered her past. That's false; she never lost her memories. And now you will say "but you say she did". When Rin woke up she asked "who're you?" I think that was the sentence which mislead you.

Rin asked who he is because the man she saw was different than the one she had seen before accident – doing his luggage, leaving her, being affectionate with his lover. the one after the accident was kind, worried, etc while the one before was cold; i.e. she didn't recognize them as being one and the same. Seeing that she was misunderstood, Rin decided to play along, and pretend amnesic.

3. I am working on Chapter 7 Wife and Mistress