Disclaimer- I do not own Inuyasha

Author's note- Once again, I am sorry to all of the Anti-Kikyou fans who read my story. But for once, just once, I'd like to see Kikyou be Inuyasha's lover. (Don't get me wrong. I am a huge Kagome fan. I just thought that Kikyou needed some love.) Anyway - Here's the re-written chapter five.

Rin's POV

No Rin, I'm pregnant. I'm going to have a baby of my own.

It was so hard to believe that my mother was going to have a child of her own. She was always online looking up stuff on what to do during your nine months. I didn't realize that you could do so much. My dad was also very happy about the news. Judging from whenever he was looking up baby stuff, he wanted it to be a boy. It seemed fair, two girls and two boys. Mom even made one of our guest rooms become the baby room and we would start working on it next weekend.

I was excited, yes, but I have other things on my mind for a change. I was to excited for dinner with Kohaku and his family. It wasn't until five, giving me a whole afternoon to get ready. Deciding that choosing my clothes would probably take the longest amount of time, I stared into my closet once more. I pulled out a jean skirt that went just barley above me knee.

This will do.

I reached back into the closet and pulled out a white button up tee.

Perfect!

I tossed the clothes onto the bed and grabbed my robe.

Taking a long hot shower I came out with the clock reading Two Thirty.

Sighing, I dried myself off and slipped into the my clean clothing. Twisting my hair into the towel, I rushed over to the make-up counter.

Other then daddy's home arrival, I actually have a reason for putting this stuff on!

I glanced through the different shades. Placing a deep blue I had that matched my skirt, I lightly placed that on, before adding a deep cherry red lipstick color. I added some pink blush to my face then, making it look colorful and not pale white like always.

Deciding to let my hair run down and stay curvy, I quickly blow-dried it and pulled a brush through it. "There we go."

I smirked at my looks in the mirror. For some reason, I wasn't satisfied with the way I look. I felt a little over-weight and uncomfortable with the way I looked.

I shouldn't worry. I'm fine. In shape and healthy...

Hoping time would have gotten any further it read Three thirty. It was driving me crazy that I had to wait so long for something to happen.

But still...

I glanced back into the mirror. My pale body seemed to be a tad over-weight..it never hurt anyone to exercise and diet. I shook my head.

No! What the heck...why...'

I twirled around looking at different areas of my body.

...come on, I know I look fine...or do I?

I slapped myself mentally.

Come on Rin! You know what happens to those girls who start doing that stuff...Anorexia...then again, they are thin...No! God. I'm not going to start!

I placed a small blanket over the mirror, hoping it would stop me from thinking anymore things.

I decided mom was the best way to go in asking her questions about my body and looks.

Searching everywhere, I finally found my Mother. In the future baby room reading through a Magazine on new born's.

"Hey...Rin, what do you think of this crib?."

I looked down at the picture she showed me. There was a beautiful white crib with light blue stars on the polls and base as a design.

"Pretty."

She smiled. "If the baby is a boy, I think that's what I'll get him."

I smiled back and looked at the floor. Different pictures of different baby clothes, toys, and other things littered it. "This is probably a bad time. I'll come back later." I began walking out of the room.

"Oh no, it's alright. I have to learn to give my children equal share. I may as well start now."

I walked back to her and sat down. "Mom...I-"

The phone rang, interpreting my conversation.

"Sutsura, Miroku?" She said confused, handing me the phone.

"It must be Kohaku." I answered the phone, only to be half right.

"Hey Rin, it's Sango. I just called to tell you we're coming to pick you up!"

I could hear Kohaku and Miroku fighting over something since Kohaku was yelling.

"I don't love her! I hardly like her!" And Miroku's overpowering laughs of. "Suuure Kohaku."

"Oh, alright. Thank you, Sango. Bye."

"Bye."

I hung up the phone and set it back down.

"Let me guess, they are on their way?." Mother said, picking up a new magazine and flipping through it. I nodded.

"Yeah."

"So what is it you wanted to talk about?"

I chewed on my lower lip. "Mom...am I...er, never mind." I kissed her forehead and walked out of the room before she could say anything to me.

Shortly after I had settled back down in my room, the door bell rang. I rushed the front door, hoping dad didn't get there before I did.

I was a second to late. There stood Kohaku, eyes wide and obviously a little freaked of him.

"Rin. This is Kohaku, right?"

I nodded. My dad stared at Kohaku once more, with an almost evil look in his eyes. Kohaku backed away a little, letting Sango come into the door way.

"Oh you must be Mr Sakaru. Sorry I don't know your first name." She stuck out a hand, ready for a friendly hand shake.

"Mr Sakaru will be fine." He didn't return the hand shake.

Sango frowned a little and placed her hand down. "Is there a certain time you want her back?"

"Nine at the latest."

Sango nodded and grabbed my hand and dragged me to the car with Kohaku shortly behind us.

Kohaku's POV

Knowing Miroku he's going to make some perverted joke...

I slowly make my way to the car. Knowing somehow, just somehow this thing would be screwed. I tried to stay silent through the whole car ride, but it was a little hard when Sango and Miroku started asking her questions.

"So Rin, how is your family?" Sango asked, turning her body to face the two of us.

"Oh my dad is good. He just got back from a Mission last week...so it's good to see him. And my mom is going to have a baby." She clasped her hands together and smiled.

Sango raised an eyebrow. "How old were they when you were born?"

I knew she had upset Rin with that question, since she turned her head away from me and looked out the window. "I don't know."

Thankfully that gave them a hint that she didn't really want anymore questions asked and they went on about more wedding stuff.

The car ride seemed short since we arrived there shortly after Rin stopped talking.

We pulled up to our house. It was much smaller then hers.

"Oh Kohaku, it's a pretty house." She looked at the flowers Sango grew, the freshly mowed lawn, and the sparkling white fence.

It's only pretty because Sango woke me up to do all those chores...

I rubbed my lower back, remembering the pain.

When we entered the house, Sango asked me to give her a tour.

"Yeah...uh...Living room, dinging room, kitchen, bedroom, bedroom, bedroom...guest bedroom..bathroom." I stood in the same spot and pointed to the directions of the rooms. This must have ticked Sango, since she had her hands on her hips and she was tapping her foot furiously.

I gave her a smile and grab Rin's wrist, dragging her across my house.

"...And that's Sango's bedroom.." I pointed to the first door. "I wouldn't want to go in if I were you."

She gave me a confused look.

"Never mind. Then here is Miroku's bedroom...well before he gets Married to my sister, Sango insists he sleeps here."

This only made her more confused.

"Just forget what I said...this is my room." I pushed open the door, knowing she would want to see inside.

"It's so...black."

Everything was black, my walls, my roof, the windows were covered with black curtains. Every inch of my room was black. It seemed as though everything colored was covered up. Which was true. She walked into the room, looking around everything that was in it.

"What's this?" She bent down and picked up a blue book. "Something not black!." She waved it in the air and tried to open it. "It's lo-...your diary!"

My face became so pale as she pulled out a Hair pin from her pocket and tried to pick open the lock.

I raced over to her and tried to grab the book. "Come on Rin, there is nothing in there you would want to read!"

She backed away into the corner of my room and held it up high. "Aw come on Kohaku. Just a quick peek?. Besides, what do you have in here that I don't already know?"

She had a small point, most of the things in that book were things I told her already. But one page was supposed to remain a secret, something Sango and Miroku shouldn't ever know. "Well yeah, but one page is really personal."

She lowered her hands and frowned. "Oh." She gave over the book.

"Thank you."

I shoved the book under my mattress and sat down on it. She sat down next to me, red from embarrassment of her previous act.

"No need to be embarrassed."

She smiled and twirled a piece of her hair. "Oh, alright."

Miroku shortly afterwards called for us to come downstairs and that dinner was ready.

"I think Sango over did it..." I looked at the large choices of Sushi, Squid, Octopuses, and Miso soup that she placed on the table. Sango grinned at her 'masterpiece'.

Dinner started in silence, no one said much until Rin spoke.

"You have such a lovely home, Sango."

She smiled. "Thank you Rin, but it's actually Mirokus. Kohaku and I have been living here with him for quiet some time." Sango then turned a light pink and stuck another Sushi piece in her mouth.

Rin stared at her food for a moment, frowned and pushed the plate away.

"Something wrong?" I asked, setting down my chopsticks.

"Uh...I'm just feeling a little sick."

Miroku got up and headed to the kitchen. " I could give you some medicine."

She shook her head furiously. "Oh no, I'm good. It's just a stomach ache."

He sat back down.

"Oh.." I looked at her suspiciously. Something was up, she was perfectly fine just a few minutes ago.

Shortly after we finished our meal, Sango came out carrying a large cake. Rin bit her lip and clutched her stomach. "It's alright you didn't finish your food, if you want we can send some of the cake with you?"

She took a large knife and cut the cake slowly. I never was a fan of sugar foods, but Sango always made the best.

As Sango passed out the plates of cake, Rin screamed.

"Ah! What the?" Shooting up and sending her chair to fall backwards. "Oh, it...it's just a kitty."

She turned a deep red and pulled her chair back up.

"Yeah, this is Kilala." I scratched behind her ear, causing her to purr loudly.

Rin stuck her hand out to pet the animal herself. "Oh...she's so cute.."

Miroku and Sango were laughing their heads off from Rin's silly freak-out. When Sango finally calmed down, she picked up the cat.

"Come on Kilala, you can play with Rin when we are done dinner." The cat let out a soft 'mew' as she was carried away.

Rin was still breathing heavy, which caused me to start laughing.

After dinner it was reaching eight and I was running out of idea's to keep her occupied.

"You have a cute cat...when it's not jumping on tables!" She laughed, petting Kilala softly behind her ear.

I reached my hand across and patted her head. "Yeah, I guess."

Rin seemed to be entertained by every little thing that came into the room.

"School starts in a month...which one are you going to?" She asked after a few more minutes of petting Kilala went by.

"Um, I think it's Shikon High. Why?"

She clasped her hands together. "I'm going there too!. Do you think we'll be lucky enough to be in some of the same classes?"

I shrugged. "Dunno."

She held Kilala closer. "I hope so! It would be fun!"

She leaned closer towards me.

"Don't you think so, Kohaku?"

I felt the color rise in my face. She was in a inch reach of my face. I felt a little sweaty and numb in my legs. "Y-yeah Rin."

She blinked a few times and smiled.

I glanced at the clock. "Oh look at the time! We better take you home now!"

I got up and rushed over to get my sister. Leaving Rin confused on the couch.

"Uh, it'll be another ten minutes." I said, sitting back down next to her.

She sucked on her lower lip. "Did I scare you when I got to close? You just had to tell me so."

I shook my head. "No no. Just didn't want your dad to kick my as-butt. That's why I rushed to tell my sister." I decided to use better language around her for some odd reason.

Rin's POV

Maybe I was to close to him...he turned a brick red when I did...and panicked...

I smiled and stretched my arms up into the air. "Sorry, just stretching." I mumbled, trying not to embarrass myself to much.

He laughed a little. "It's alright."

"Er, not now! God Miroku you always are so hor-...Oh! Kohaku! Rin!. I thought you guys would be upstairs." Sango flustered, turning a bright pink from what she just said. I giggled, knowing what she was going to say. Poor Kohaku, his eyes were wide. He to must have known what she was going to say too.

"Er...you two ready to go now?"

I nodded and brushed off my skirt. "Yes. Bye Kilala!" I patted the cat once more as she mewed me a good-bye. Kohaku followed behind me, still a little red.

The car ride wasn't to talkative, but Kohaku and I carried on a low conversation and Sango asked a few questions.

"So did you enjoy your stay?"

I nodded. "Yes, it was nice meeting everyone personally and getting to see your home."

She laughed a little. "We'll we enjoy having you over. And Kohaku seems to enjoy your company."

I smiled. "Yes, I noticed he talked a lot."

Glancing over at Kohaku, I saw him sink into the seat.

"Here we are." Sango pulled into our drive way at two till Nine. "Kohaku, will you take Rin up?"

He nodded and got out of the car. "I should invite you and your family over for dinner one night at my house!" I exclaimed. "Maybe next weekend?"

He nodded. "Sure..."

We reached the front door.

"Well I'll see you...um, soon I guess." He got a little closer to me, almost as close as I was to him in the house.

"Yeah..."

I looked up at him, his eyes were full of a romantic look. He bent down and kissed my cheek.

"Good-night Rin." He waved good-bye and walked back to the car.

Oh...d-did..he just kiss me?

I placed my palm on the spot were his lips were pressed. And walked into my house, still a little shocked.

My mother greeted me. "Hey Rin, how was dinner?"

I still had a dazed look on my face. "Good...it was good...I'm going to bed now." I stumbled to my room and fell onto my bed.

He kissed me...

I clutched my blankets.

I never thought he would ever show any emotion of love...especially towards me.

It seemed to be so much at once. I liked him, I was sure of that. But then out of the blue...he kissed me.

I wonder what made him do that? Just a few minutes ago he was dead scared to even be within an inch of my face...

I squealed silently to myself and took out my Diary, this was something I needed to write about.

Dear Diary,

This passage will be a tad short and quick, but the most exciting thing happened to me...

Kohaku kissed me!

It wasn't on the lips...just the cheek, but it was still amazing and it sent shivers through my body. I wonder why he did it though? I'll have to ask him, or call up Souten who knows all about love.

Anyway... I'll write about dinner with his family later..I just needed to write this down.

Rin.

I rolled back onto my back and closed my eyes, leaving my diary in the open beside me. Picturing the kiss a few more times. Every time it seemed to get more romantic. First going to the kiss he did give me, then moving to a breezy day in a field with his arms around my waist, our eyes closed our lips pursed tight together.

A knock at the door disturbed my daydream.

"Rin, I'm coming in." My dad's voice boomed as he pushed open my door.

"Oh hey Dad!" I shot up and covered the book with a pillow.

"Did you have a good time with that boy?"

I nodded. "He's really nice, so is his sister, and his sister's Fiancee'. I was wondering if we could have them over for dinner next weekend?"

Dad stared at my attempt to hide the Diary. "I see...well I'll talk it over with your Mother." He kissed my forehead and left the room. Leaving me to finish my little fantasy of Kohaku and I.

Waking up the next morning I heard my Mother and Dad arguing over something.

"She's sixteen! She is old enough to date! So what's wrong with a boy kissing her cheek?" Mom protested.

"I don't care! She's still not old enough in my opinion!"

"Come on, Sesshoumaru, when we were Sixteen, do you remember what we did? Way worse stuff then what Kohaku did to her!"

"Yes, but we didn't know any better! Kagura all boys want is-"

"I know! But it was just a simple kiss!"

I covered my head with a pillow.

They found out...they know what he did to me. And now because of that my parents were fighting.

Mother's soft footsteps headed my way. She opened my door and sat next to my laying body.

"I'm sorry you had to hear that."

I pulled the pillow that was up against my body away.

"But I really like him...Dad can't stop me from seeing him, right?" Mom frowned.

"I dunno, but I what I want to know is why didn't you tell me?"

I closed my eyes and tried to hold back tears.

"Because I thought you'd tell dad and then you guys would start arguing about it! And I hate it when you fight!."

Mom picked up my body and held me close.

"I know your dad is a little overprotective. But he just doesn't want you to start doing things."

Tears seeped through her shirt.

"I'm not going to start doing that if that's what he thinks."

She rubbed my back as she held me. "I know I know...but your dad just doesn't want you to get hurt."

I stopped crying and pulled away. "Can I still see him?"

She nodded. "I'll bend things with him...don't worry about it, alright?"

She planted a soft kiss on my forehead, where Dad did the previous night.

I stayed in my bed, not wanting to move, in fear that if I came out Dad would yell at me and tell me I couldn't ever see him again.

They must have seen through the front window...how else would he have known?

I pulled a blanket over my head.

Even if he did ban me from seeing him, it wouldn't stop me!

Mom came into my room once more, with a tray of food and old looking book.

"Here, I understand you don't want to come out...your dad's not here anyway." She set the food beside me.

"What's that." I pointed to the old book.

She placed it on my lap. It was purple and red with a Feather sketched on it baring the words. 'Kagura's Diary'

I looked at her.

"You can read that thing...maybe you'll understand some things. I'm not totally sure. But it talks about the day we met, our lives and when we adopted you..."

She ran my fingers through my hair and kissed my temple. "If you need to talk about anything, just let me know."

She walked out of the room.

Why would she give it to me? She could just tell me...or is it that hard?

I opened the book to it's first page, out fell and old photo of my parents.

My mom's arms were wrapped around my dad's neck, while his hands were around her waist, they were embracing each other tightly and on the back it read. 'To my Darling Kagura, I want you to look at this photo whenever we are separated. Sesshomaru.'

I was confused for a moment.

This must have been when mom was still living with Grandpa...and she wasn't allowed to see him?

I stared at the photo a while longer before setting it down, as I began to read the first page.

Ugh, still really crappy...

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