Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha in any way shape or form. The beautiful manga and anime belong only to Rumiko Takahashi. Nor do I own the idea of the Lying Games or the figure of A from the Pretty Little Liars. Those ideas belong to Sara Shepard. But Kira and Kenji belong to me. Also, I created the sorority.

Summary: When seventeen year old Rin Fumiko began her first year at Shikon University, she didn't expect to be to be courted by the powerful and dangerously sexy Sesshomaru Takahashi. She didn't expect to fall in love. And she damn sure didn't expect to get caught up in her lying games. As Rin tries to keep a mind-blowing secret from him, she's also trying to keep herself and her friends safe from an unknown figure with ties to her past. Who is this stranger? Why is he after her and her friends? And what will happen when Sesshomaru discovers the truth?

Chapter Four: Oh Shit…Part 2

Rin could only smirk. Though she knew Kenji was more attracted to men, he also was very possessive of Kira and cared for her deeply. And Kira knew that. Well, she knew he cared and stuff. The gay thing was another conversation they needed to have. Now, to find Kagura –

"Hey, kiddo!" Rin turned her eyes to see Kagura strutting towards her, hourglass figure being encased by a long-sleeved purple dress that fell off her right shoulder with a wide shiny black belt around her waist. The round neckline displayed a generous amount of cleavage and the form-fitting dress stopped at the middle of her thighs. In true Kagura fashion, long and slender legs led down to feet in black pumps. Kagura's shoulder length black hair tied in a fashionable bun behind her head with bangs. Kagura's ruby eyes brightened at Rin as she smiled.

"I'm not a kid," Rin told her as they hugged.

"Until you reach nineteen, you're still a kid to me," Kagura shot back. She handed Rin a cup. "Drink up. The first of many." They clinked drinks and Rin observed it before taking a sip. Inside the plastic red cup was a bright blue drink that smelled fruity with a hint of an alcoholic scent. It tasted like straight berries and vodka, burning her throat slightly.

"You know, it's illegal to give a minor a drink. You can go to jail," she warned. Kagura shrugged, wrapping an arm around Rin's small shoulders.

"Tell me something I care about." They giggled. Kagura finally noticed Rin's lack of company. "Lost your little puppies?" Rin glared at her.

"They're my best friends, so don't get mad 'cause you surround yourself with plastic bimbos and gold-digging sluts." Kagura smirked at the sassy tone. "And they're at the bar." Both girls glanced at the bar to see Kira nibbling a strawberry with a guy across from the bar eyeing her and Kenji glaring.

"They haven't fucked yet?" Kagura groaned. She had to watch the sexual tension between the two before she had graduated and had hoped that those two would've solved the issue. Obviously…that wasn't the case.

"What do you think?" Rin gave Kagura a pointed look. The older girl shrugged.

"Well, they'll be good for the night. Nine times out of ten, he'll drag her outta here and mark his territory. You, on the other hand," Kagura led Rin towards a nice, secluded lounge which was filled with other girls and older guys. "You're stuck with us. Think you can handle that?" Rin glanced back at her friends, noticing Kenji practically yank Kira onto his lap.

Yeah, they're good, she thought before smiling at Kagura.

"Try me."

"Go. Go. Go. Go. Go. Yeeeeeeaaaaaaahhhhhh!" The people around Rin cheered her on and she downed Kagura's version of a Long Island Ice Tea. The only difference; demonic liquor was stronger. Most humans couldn't handle it. Kagura laughed gleefully at Rin's expression, but had to admire her; the human could handle whatever was thrown her way.

"Damn," Rin muttered as Kagura smirked at her.

"Asked ya if you could handle it," the older girl reminded her.

"I know…but damn." They laughed. Rin's eyes wandered to the dance floor to see Kenji whispering something in Kira's ear, which must've been very naughty because Kira's face went red. Finally, Kenji glanced her way and nodded. They were leaving. Kagura had been right.

"Ya know why I brought you here?" Kagura asked, noticing the same thing Rin was.

"To get me drunk and have your wicked way with me?" Rin guessed with a dimpled grin. Kagura punched her shoulder softly.

"You wish, brat," she said. Kagura led Rin's eyes back to the dance floor. "Because of that." Just like that, a new song played and people started crowding onto the floor. Rin recognized the song as something else from America and couldn't deny it; there was something electric about the music. It made Rin want to get up and dance. Truly dance.

Without warning, a small group broke out into a dance routine, girls rolling their hips and boys performing flips and tricks that Rin remembered doing with the cheerleading team. The moves were jaw-dropping and inspiring; they made people want to get up and join them even if they didn't know the moves. Some of the moves were an incorporation of kickboxing, hip hop and a small hint of ballet, the edgiest style.

"Wow…" That was all Rin could say. Rin had danced all of her life. Sure, she stopped formal lessons years ago. But she always learned something. She had perfected ballet at a young age, grew into hip hop and jazz, and fell in love with the salsa. She lived for the tango. But she hasn't truly danced since that day, lost the heart for it. Darkness clouded her thoughts as Rin envisioned a woman with fear in her eyes, a woman she loved more than life itself.

Her mother.

Don't go there, she begged her mind. Remember to forget. If only for tonight.

"How about you show them a lil' somethin' somethin?'" Kagura asked with a suggestively raised eyebrow. Rin stared at the ruby eyes and noticed the hint of a challenge. But she also noticed something else. Mischief.

"Let's go." The two girls left their group, Rin swaying her hips a little sultrier now that she felt buzzed. Once they reached the dance floor, the song was on the bridge. So, they just fell into the movements, having been watching the dancers the entire time. Kagura was slightly stiff, too practiced. Rin was looser, edgier and flowed with the music, looking graceful and purposeful even when she messed up.

"For a girl that doesn't dance much, you're lookin' good over there," Kagura called, having purposely moved from Rin. Just a matter of time, she thought slyly, glancing at the clock. It was just about midnight. Rin grinned, oblivious.

"I look good every day," she bit back and twirled, grinning at some random boy. Time seemed to go by as they danced with the group, learning different routines and laughing at their mistakes. Rin didn't drink anymore, but Kagura damn sure did. Rin laughed her out when Kagura began telling her how hot she was. By that time, none of the sorority girls wanted Kagura there, but they didn't want to leave Rin either. So, they let Rin have some fun and dance, but sat Kagura right back down.

By the time, one o'clock ran around, Rin had probably danced with a lot of guys and other girls, grinding against people and flirting. After all, she was a college girl. She could have some fun. But the fun started to die down and Rin almost considered leaving…until she turned and caught sight of a flash of silver hair. What the –

Attempting to ignore it, Rin turned again, smiling at her new friends reassuringly before dancing again, more tamed. She moved with the music as it was ending. And when she twirled again, she met with a white shirt that smelled dangerously alluring. It was an impressive shirt, if Rin wanted to be honest with herself. Her eyes followed the expanse of the shirt to its sleeves, where some defined muscles met her gaze. Hot damn, she thought. Without realizing it, Rin's eyes traveled further down the waist and down to the black pants and large feet. Someone coughed, causing Rin to blush at how her eyes had lingered at a place they shouldn't have. Her eyes shot up to the face.

Holy fuck.

Beautiful and entrancing, the golden orbs stared at her intensely, drying Rin's mouth and making her skin hot. The eyes belonged to a face that was too beautiful to even be in the same space as Rin. The pale skin looked so flawless, Rin felt completely insecure. But the masculinity that radiated from the face had her forgetting her name and those golden eyes had her heart racing. And the silky looking silver-white hair that fell down his back and to his waist begged for her touch.

"See something you like, girl?" A smooth, deep baritone reached her ears and Rin almost moaned. Almost.

"Not as much as you obviously do, seeing how you're still standing here," she retorted, recovering. The sexy man smirked and Rin's heart picked up the pace.

"Cute," he told her. Rin reminded herself to breathe.

"I know I am. It's a part of the genes." Simple. Flirty. Still witty. Yep, Rin had definitely sobered up. Mostly.

The man grinned, something Rin could tell was very rare for him. His face, the stoic one she had encountered before either had opened their mouths suggested that he rarely did this. She felt special.

"Care to dance?" Rin placed her hands on her hips, putting her thinking face on.

"Hmmm…my mommy told me not to dance with strangers." A chuckle escaped him and Rin couldn't stop the warm feeling that spread in her chest.

"Your mother raised a smart ass, I see."

"She's dead." Silence followed as Rin assessed what she had said. Real smooth, Rin. Let the guy know you've got fucking issues. She smiled. "Rin." He nodded.

"Sesshomaru." He held out his hand, an invitation. Rin took it and watched him nod to the DJ. Suddenly, the other song faded into a new one, one Rin loved. Valentine's Tango by The Twins.

"Nice choice, Sesshomaru," she offered as he led her further into the crowd, loving the way his name rolled off her lips. Definitely sexy. And her hand looked so small in his, protected. They started dancing together slowly, an easy tango. Rin finally noticed how tall he was, how her head barely grazed his shoulder. With a sneaky grin, Rin dipped slightly and twirled her right leg in a sensuous circle, kicking it behind her with a hop. It was a challenge to Sesshomaru. His eyes trailed down her body slowly, spreading a fire in its wake. He glanced at her leg before flicking his gaze to her eyes.

Gold melted hazel.

"You have something you would like to tell me," he asked her, still leading the dance.

"The music just speaks to me," she replied, shrugging nonchalantly. Sesshomaru nodded and glanced around the room. Then he smirked at Rin, twirled her from his arms, and twirled her back towards him smoothly before dipping her low. Rin gasped and instinctively wrapped her right leg around high around his waist.

"Well, we must be speaking the same language." Both shared a grin. It was like that for an hour. Every move was a challenge that the other met unabashedly. Before long, the song had changed and more couples had come out. Rin danced slowly with Sesshomaru, her back facing him.

"Why does it feel like I've seen you before?" She asked after a while. Sesshomaru leaned down against her neck and inhaled the sweet flesh. Rin whimpered at the closeness.

"Maybe you have, maybe you haven't." They rocked slowly, his arms tightening around her waist just barely. Rin leaned her entire weight against him. She felt so…different in his arms. Sexy. Beautiful. Wanted. Safe. It scared her, but she couldn't pull away. "It's late. You should go home, Rin." His voiced had dropped an octave, as if he were predicted something dangerous if she stayed.

"What if I want to stay?" With you. She turned her head so they could be eye to eye. Instead, Rin's eyes fell onto his lips, completely entranced by them. They seemed closer, tempting. Rin could feel Sesshomaru's warm breath ghosting over her lips, drowned herself in his scent as their lips practically brushed.

"That could prove to be…dangerous," he whispered at the last minute and twirled her. By the time Rin turned twice, his weight left hers. When her heart stopped racing and her mind found itself, Rin gasped.

He was gone.

"I'm sorry we left. He made me do it," Kira said as they sat in their first class of the school year. It was a sophomore level English course, one only Kira and Rin could take because they passed their AP English tests with 5s. Rin rolled her eyes and sipped her espresso.

"Uh huh. Whatever." She wasn't truly mad at them. She felt something, but she didn't know what it was. Regret. Longing. Need. Loneliness. The last one caused her to wince. She was not lonely. Not lonely. Because if you're lonely, you think of that.

"Besides, from what I hear, you've had quite the distraction." Silence. Kira grinned at her friend's stoic expression. "Does the name Sesshomaru mean anything?" Rin's heart started racing. Thank Kami Kira was human.

"Just a guy I danced with. Don't even know him." But you want to, her mind taunted her. She told it to go to hell.

"Kagura said you danced like you knew him," Kira added. Note to self: make Kagura have the worst hangover. EVER.

"Kagura was drunk," Rin scoffed. Kira grinned. Just as she was about to retort, the door flung open and silver hair flashed through. Rin brushed it off, thinking it was just her imagination and took out her notebook, a pen, and a recorder for the lecture he might give. Mr. Takahashi was known to be a tough teacher because of his long lectures in both literature and history. Rin had him for both.

"Good morning, class," a heartbreakingly beautiful and familiar voice said and Rin's head popped up automatically. "I hope you all had a great summer because this year, I have no doubt you'll go through hell."

Gold clashed with hazel.

Rin felt hot all over and her heart was racing. She even felt a little lightheaded. Her phone vibrated on the desk and without thinking, she glanced at the new text and paled.

I heard teacher-student relationships were forbidden. Wanna break some more laws, pretty girl?

-Unknown

Oh shit.