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 4: Love the Way You Lie

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that's alright because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

Sweat. Heat. Exhaustion. Eminem swearing like crazy in her ears. But Rin kept going as the sun bore down on the back of her neck. With her hair full worn up and only her bangs and stray strands framing her face, Rin felt all of the heart bearing down her, making all of her clothing feels heavier.

Any normal person at this time would be in one of the cool lounge areas sipping a smoothie, studying in their rooms with the air-conditioning on, or even taking a dip in the pool, which sounded really good to Rin at this point. But no…she was outside. At the campus stables. Riding a horse.

"Damn," Rin cursed, swiping the sweat off of her forehead before making the ebony beauty beneath her leap over the fence. The horse made a noise and Rin pet its mane, smiling softly. "Hey, buddy. What's wrong?" The horse, without any warning, stopped. Rin looked up. Kenji was standing right across the fence.

"I always knew you liked riding things," he commented with a grin. Rin glared before climbing off of the horse, feeling shorter than ever now. She ignored Kenji and started fixing the horse up, brushing the mane again and petting it. "You're ignoring me too. I mean, damn! Sorry we left you at the bar, but you looked pretty cozy with your posse." Rin shot him a pointed look.

"Go to hell," she snapped. Kenji's eyes narrowed at her suspiciously before climbing over the fence. With a toss of her head, Rin turned the horse and started walking towards the stables. "And I'm not mad about the stupid bar." Are you sure, her mind asked and she had the right mind to slap it. She stormed into the stables, locking the horse up in its stall.

"Then what did I do now?" Kenji called behind her. Rin ignored him and put some hay and fresh water in the stall. Once done, she brushed her hands on her jean shorts and tried to leave, but Kenji refused to move.

"Kenji –

"Rin." He glared down at her, trying to intimidate her. Rin clenched her jaw and stood there, trying to figure out a way out. But then she glanced at the new smirk on Kenji's face and got angrier. She snatched his cell phone out of her pocket.

"You should really learn to not leave your cell phone around," she told him and with Kenji momentarily distracted, she sidestepped him towards the exit. Kenji stared at his phone, lost, and turned around.

"You're mad because I left my phone on your bed?" Rin really wanted to punch Kenji, but she recalled the time she had done so before. She ended up bruising her knuckles pretty bad. Rin was a good talker and could attack with vicious words. But she damn sure didn't pack enough bite with her bark. Rin twirled around, heated.

"No, I'm mad 'cause at five o'clock this morning, some guy named Damon texts your loud ass phone talkin' 'bout, 'hey sexy, watcha doin.'" I'm not even your girlfriend, but look how that makes me feel." Rin glared at the dumbfounded look on Kenji's face. "Now, imagine if that had been Kira, who you've been avoiding since yesterday." Kenji bit his lip. Rin shook her head. "Yeah, I thought so." With a sharp turn, she headed out of the stables.

Kenji knew he was fucked up. He knew that if Rin wanted to, she could go tell Kira and everything would be a done deal. And what could he say? The truth? Yeah the fuck right. Kenji sprinted behind Rin and grabbed her arm, forcing her back around.

"Look, don't go around assuming anything. I'm not the only one with secrets here," he said, giving her a knowing look. Rin's eyes narrowed at him.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"I don't know; you tell me. Ya find out the little fucker you practically fucked on the dance floor is your teacher and now you suddenly have to meet him after school today. Got something you want to say to me?" Rin's hand itched to slap the hell outta Kenji.

"Don't you dare try to twist everything around on me," she growled, shocking them both. She just fucking growled. What the hell? "There is nothing going on with me and…him. You, on the other hand, have a situation and I'm in the fucking middle."

"Nobody asked you to be."

"Yeah, ya did when I caught you checking out some guy. Kenji, you need to make a decision. Are you or are you not gay?" She asked. Kenji pulled her closer, tightening his grip on her arm.

"Keep it down, would ya?" They glanced around, trying to decipher if anyone was around. Kenji didn't smell anyone. He didn't notice that Kira had indeed hid behind one of the stables, only having just arrived to see him pull Rin close. She squinted her eyes and tried to keep quiet, wanting to hear everything.

"Find yourself, won't ya?" Rin shot back. "You don't get it –

"Yes, I do –

"No, you don't," she yelled. Kira tucked some hair behind her ear, perturbed and interested in her friend's outburst. Gripping her miniskirt so that it didn't ride up too high, she lowered herself and hid. Rin pointed towards the open campus. "That is my friend – my best friend – that you're playing with. I said I love you, but I can't keep a secret forever."

"That's a fucking lie," Kenji growled. Rin raised her eyebrows, placing the free hand on her hip. "You created the lying games because you were already keeping a secret." Rin clenched her jaw and Kenji knew he had her. "Come on, Rin. I'm your best friend and I know you've been lying for as long as I have been knowing you."

"That's not fair. You're lying to cover your ass. I lie because I have to."

"And why is that?"

Silence.

"I thought so. So, if you can't be honest with the people that love you, then maybe you shouldn't start preaching to me about the truth." Kenji finally released her and Rin rubbed her arm, feeling the soreness. She was going to bruise. She glared at Kenji.

"You need to find yourself and I mean, fast. Because once the dust settles and the truth is out there, we're done for and it's gonna be all on you." They stared at each other for a long time. "If you love her, great. If you don't, then you need to be honest. Because I am not letting her get heartbroken over your sorry ass." Kenji's eyes softened and finally, he showed a guilty side. Kira stared at her boyfriend, feeling the tears prickling her eyes.

"She's my mate," he finally admitted out loud. Rin's eyes widened, surprised. But then they narrowed again and she eyed Kenji, disgusted even more with him.

"Then start treating her like it," she snapped and stomped away. Kenji groaned and glanced down at his phone, at the text Rin must've taken forever looking at. He ran his hand over his hair before taking a deep breath. Salt. Water. Tears. He glanced around him, trying to decipher the scent. He glanced towards the stables. No one was there.

Rin stomped through campus, still pissed. She wanted a smoothie. She wanted to go dive into the pool. She wanted to dance. Rin stopped. She wanted to dance? What the hell, she thought. Rin didn't dance. Sure, she could dance, but she didn't really dance much anymore.

Cheering had been just that: cheering. Crazy routines with even crazier tricks and tumbling, all thanks to gymnastics. Nothing that she truly lost herself in, not like she used to with dancing. Not like she had the other night. Damn, Sesshomaru must've really gotten to her –

"Hey," Kira called, following into step with her smoothly. Rin glanced at her friend before feeling self-conscious. While she was voted to be the one girl in their class that could one day become a model, Rin still felt unnaturally dull compared to Kira and right now intensified those emotions.

While Rin was wearing a bright and open flannel shirt with a white tank underneath, jean shorts, and some sneakers with her hair pulled up, Kira looked like she had just stepped out of a glamor magazine. Hair loose and flowing with her bangs slightly tousled, expensive-looking jewelry, a sophisticated looking black pencil skirt, an even dressier blouse, and classic wedges. Rin was still the innocent girl wearing bright colors and experimenting. Kira was dressed for the adult world.

"Hey. You look…cute," she told her friend. Kira grinned.

"Thanks. Well, I was wondering if you wanted to go grab a bite before calculus." Kira tucked some hair behind her ear, eyeing Rin. She knew Rin would try to forget about whatever she had talked about with Kenji. But she would get her to talk.

"Kinda wanted to take a quick shower. Been sweating. Feeling stressed." Kira feigned a concerned look.

"Already? It's only the first week." Rin sighed.

"I know," she replied before giving Kira a smile. "But I'll see you in class later, kay?" She started walking towards the dorms.

"Does it have anything to do with what you and Kenji were talking about?" Kira called and Rin halted, eyes wide. Oh shit. Kira noticed the tense girl. "I saw you at the barn and whatever you two were talking about had something to do with me. What was it?" Rin's pulse quickened slightly.

"Umm…it was nothing much. I just told him to stop avoiding you," she told the other girl, turning around.

"But you do know why he's avoiding me, don't you?" It wasn't really a question, not in Rin's eyes. It was an accusation. Turquoise glared into hazel. This was not good.

"N-not…really. No." Rin felt stupid. Kira's eyes narrowed.

"Which one is it? You either know or you don't." Rin didn't reply. Kira started getting pissed. This was supposed to be her best friend. Sure, Kenji knew Rin first, but Rin herself admitted she felt closer with Kira. "Look, if you wanna keep secrets, fine. I just thought we were closer than this." Kira brushed past Rin angrily and strutted away. "Enjoy your meeting with what's-his-face!"

"Kira!" Kira ignored Rin's call and Rin sighed, feeling lousy. But then Kira reminded her of her dilemma for the evening. Great. It's bad enough I have their drama. Now, I have to deal with my own. Rin wondered how the hell she got into this situation before remembering what happened after she'd checked the text back in glass yesterday.

"As a start, for those who don't know me, I don't appreciate the sound of cell phones in my classroom. So, for all of you with those incessant ring tones and unnecessary devices, I demand that they remain off or just not brought in," Sesshomaru said to the class, but looked straight at Rin without any emotion. Though…if Rin wanted to be honest with herself, she could say that he had a smirk on his face like he was amused or something. Bastard, Rin thought.

And last time I checked, teachers asked. Not demanded like a controlling jerk, her mind also quipped, making Rin smirk. Sesshomaru raised an eyebrow at her.

"Well, unlike some teachers, I don't believe in asking for anything because as the teacher, I demand respect. So, demanding for something in my classroom is just the same asking. Only I am more serious and will gladly handle those students who feel the need to question my authority." A few students, sophomores, snickered and grinned.

Rin's eyed widened and she gasped. Holy fuck, she hadn't meant to say that out loud. Kira nudged her, wondering what the hell was going on between the student and the teacher. But Rin got angry. He was doing this on purpose, pissing her off. Handle me how, she asked mentally, knowing he couldn't hear.

"Well, I am a woman and I demand respect. This means I don't like being talked down to nor do I appreciate being threatened." Sesshomaru stared her so intensely, Rin felt hot again and it felt like the room got stuffy. Those golden eyes set a fire from her face down to her nether regions and a new feeling emerged, causing her to shift her thighs. She was aroused by getting him pissed. How sick did she sound?

"And I don't appreciate being addressed with that tone." Sesshomaru spoke coldly, clenching his jaw as he continued to hold her with his gaze. God, that smoldering look held so many wicked promises. "I think it's time you leave my classroom." Before I do something this school would not appreciate, he thought.

Before we fuck her on that damn desk, the darker side of him growled possessively. Rin's face colored with shame and embarrassment. But she refused to give him any satisfaction. So, she rose to her feet and began to walk out of the classroom.

"And Ms. Fumiko?" His panty-dropping voice called and Rin turned with a raised eyebrow. "You are to meet me in my classroom tomorrow evening. If you don't return, you are not welcome in this classroom and will fail for the rest of the year." Rin seethed and slammed the door behind her. Her phone buzzed. With trepidation, she stared down at the text.

Damn, the sexual tension was palpable. Isn't this still illegal, though? But then again, you're used to lying, aren't ya, pretty girl?

-Unknown

Rin glanced down at her phone, glaring at it. These texts were driving her crazy and if it wasn't bad enough, it felt like someone was watching her at every second. She couldn't even take a shower in her room without feeling paranoid. Someone was out to ruin her, but who? Fuck my life.

Kira sat down at the café table outside, sipping an iced tea. She didn't feel like talking to Rin, though Rin wasn't the one she truly was mad at. This had nothing to do with Rin anyway. But it wasn't fair that the girl knew her boyfriend was keeping a secret like that.

"I fucking hate that boy sometimes," she muttered, twirling her straw. Kira wanted to mope and order some ice-cream; cake batter ice-cream, cookie dough ice cream, and chocolate syrup. That would make her feel better. "He's always fucking lying about something and then treating me like shit. Why am I still putting up with him?"

A ringtone went off, hers for Kenji. It was Love the Way You Lie by Eminem. It was a fitting song for their relationship, minus the physical abuse. Kira stared at it longingly before pressing the ignore button on the screen and sipped her drink. If he wanted to avoid her, she could ignore him.

After a few minutes, her phone buzzed again and Kira knew it wasn't Kenji or Rin. She glanced down at the screen and her eyes widened.

They say we tell lies to protect the ones we love. But what about the lies we tell ourselves?

-Unknown

What the hell?