Chapter 2: Chapter 2
~Rin~
Today was Mizuki's first day of school and I was not prepared. Mizuki was bouncing up and down in excitement, she couldn't wait to start at her new school. As I pulled up to the school I could see a variety of students, with different uniforms on. Most red, yellow and green uniforms but in the mix I also saw students with purple uniforms.
"Bye Mom! See you later!" Mizuki said as she hurried to get out the car. I didn't realize I was holding my breath until I heard the first bell ring. I felt uneasy about letting her go to such an elite school.
After dropping Mizuki off at her new school I headed to work. I worked at a café not too far from her school, which somewhat calmed my nerves. As I entered I saw that Shiori was already at work serving customers. I rushed over to her, placing my jacket and purse in the back I grabbed an apron and joined her at the counter. As she was collecting a payment from a customer for a cup of coffee to go.
"Hey Rin, so how's Mizuki liking her new school?" Shiori asked as she wiped down the counter where a couple had just sat and were now leaving. I sighed and began to refill a customer's coffee mug.
"She just started to day but she was absolutely excited about starting her new school." I said.
"You don't sound very happy about it." Shiori said. I shrugged my shoulders.
"Let's just say there's something about that school that I don't like." I answered.
"Well, be grateful Mizuki was able to get into such a school. I wonder who recommended her?" she said. I stopped doing what I was doing and glared at Shiori.
"What do you mean recommended?" I asked. In the letter there was nothing about a recommendation of any sort. In fact I don't ever remember Mizuki saying she wanted to apply to the school.
"Well in order to get into the school, a person has to be recommended by a high status person. A regular high school counselor isn't going to make the cut Rin." She stated. My eyes widened with disbelief. A high status person? That could only mean one thing. Sesshomaru had to have recommended her to the school. That was Mizuki's dream school but if that was the only way to get in to the school that meant Sesshomaru knew that Mizuki had lived. But how? No way in hell was Sesshomaru going to get his hands on my daughter. I should've figured something wasn't right as soon as she had received the letter. Why all the sudden Sesshomaru is interested in Mizuki was beyond me, but I wasn't going to let her get hurt especially by the same individual that wanted her dead.
In my head I couldn't help but contemplate the decision I had made. I prayed to the gods that he wouldn't take her away from like he did the other two. I would trust my instincts and allow it for this moment but I swear to kami if he so much lays a finger on my daughter. I would be going to prison for life.
"Rin…. Hey Rin." I looked up. Shiori was waving a hand in my face. "Table 6 over there needs assistance." She pointed to a table with two people sitting on the opposite side of each other. One was a man and the other was a woman. They were both wearing black suits with dark shades on. The man I could tell had a tall muscular frame his hair was pulled back into a low ponytail that hung down all the way to his lower back. I grabbed the coffee carafe, walking over to the table I smiled and filled their mugs.
"How are you two doing today?" I smiled. The man turned his head. His face was serious, no smile at all.
"Fine, you?" he asked. I nodded. He tipped his glasses down and I couldn't help but notice his red iris eyes. Those eyes…. I remembered them from somewhere. Maybe he's a regular, I couldn't figure it out. I had recently just seen him but from where?
"I'm good." The conversation didn't go so well, it was kind of awkward. I bowed and walked back over to Shiori who was just finishing up with a customer's payment and bidding farewell.
"What can I get for ya?" I asked in my cheery voice. He didn't look at me neither did the woman.
"Two black coffees please." He said. I nodded
"Anything else?" I asked.
"No." he simply said. I nodded. I grabbed two mugs from a rack above the counter and filled them with black coffee. I handed the mugs to them and placed my waitress pad on the table with the bills.
"Just let me know when you're ready to pay." I said and left to attend to another table.
"Boy they were kind of creepy." I told Shiori placing the coffee carafe back on the counter.
"How so?" Shiori said as she started to dry off coffee mugs and place them in the rack overhead the counter.
" I don't know. They just gave off an awkward feeling." I sighed. Shiori giggled. The two dressed in black stayed for another hour before taking their leave. I watched as they both got into a black town car parked across the street and left. They must've been security officers or something that had just been on break. Maybe they worked for the FBI or something. The whole time they're were sitting there, they didn't say a word to each other or at least I didn't catch them talking to each other. I shrugged it off and continued to clean tables. When I got to the table the two guard like people had sat at. I grabbed my waitress pad and opened it. I couldn't believe what I had saw.