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.

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?

Never Trust a Pretty Girl with an Ugly Secret

"So, what's the plan?" Kira asked as she sat up on the couch. Rin grinned at her from the front door before closing it.

"Well, we can always have a girls' night…or day. Whatever you wanna call it," Rin said and Kira chuckled at the overexcited girl. It's been two days since she had been in the hospital and Rin was just happy to have her back.

"Okay, sure. But we have to have chocolate," Kira said and Rin beamed.

"Yes…and ice cream and cupcakes and movies and pizza and –

"Rin." Rin stopped her listing off all of the sugar confections and junk food they could eat and stared at Kira who was smiling at her strangely. "And you can't forget the most important thing."

"Which is?" Rin asked.

"You, silly. I would like to spend time with my best friend above all the other stuff," Kira admitted and Rin smiled softly. She sat on the couch with Kira and cuddled into the girl's arms. Kira held Rin for a few minutes. She knew Rin had been worried about her like crazy and could only imagine what Kenji had been feeling. "Hey, Rin?"

"Yeah," she replied.

"If I ever had a secret and I never told you about it and you found out about it in a bad way, would you ever forgive me?" Rin narrowed her eyes curiously before staring up at Kira, who was looking at something unseen on the wall.

"Of course, sweetie. You're my best friend," Rin assured her and sat up to stare at Kira fully. "And I know if you were to ever keep something from me, it would be because you thought you were protecting me from something. Or you were afraid of what I would think of you." Kira stared at Rin for a long time and Rin felt really uncomfortable. It felt like Kira knew something Rin didn't…or if Kira knew what Rin didn't want her to know.

"But you'd still forgive me, right?" Kira pressed more. Rin held Kira's hand and squeezed gently.

"I'd be hurt, first, because you didn't trust me enough to tell me whatever it is you're hiding. But yes, I'd forgive you. No matter what it is." Kira placed her free hand over her and Rin's entwined hands.

"And you do know that that goes vice versa too, right?" Kira asked. Rin was at a loss. Where the hell was all of this coming from?

"Y-yes," Rin said unsurely. Kira smiled then, a bright smile, and released Rin. She stood up.

"Then…I have something I need to go do," Kira said and Rin stared at her, flabbergasted. "You go get the sweets and stuff. I'll get the food and movies. And call Kagura." Kira was out the door before Rin could even say anything. Once the door closed, Rin stared at the place Kira had been and then back to the door.

"Okaaaaaayyyy," Rin commented, shook her head and walked into the kitchen.

Ooooo

"Hey," Kenji exclaimed, sitting up on his bed. He hadn't been doing much. He took a break from writing his paper to chill out for a few minutes and just when he thought about visiting Kira, she appeared at his door. Kira smiled softly.

"Hi."

"How are you feeling?" Kenji asked.

"Good," Kira replied quietly. Then silence overcame them and Kira didn't know what to do. It was awkward between them now. Before, all she had to was avoid him and when they did meet up, she could turn on her bitch mode and that would be the end of that. But now…it was just awkward.

Kenji stared into those turquoise eyes wanting nothing more than to pull her to him and kiss her senseless. He'd been so worried when Sesshomaru called him about Rin and Kira that he had rushed to the hospital with his costume still on. He refused to leave Kira's room for two days and was forced home on the third. And now she was standing before him, safe and awake, and there was still that incredible distance between them. And he didn't know how to fix it.

"Kira –

"Wait," Kira interjected, holding a hand up at Kenji. He fell back onto the bed. She sighed before taking a step into the room, but still staying near the door. "I want to talk to you." Kenji smiled.

"Sure." Kira couldn't help but smile softly. He looked so happy and eager; it was cute.

"I want to talk about us," she clarified and Kenji's face dropped. He already knew what she wanted to talk about. "I meant what I said when I told you we were done. Because we are."

"But Kira –

"Let me finish, Kenji." Kira sighed again and sat at the edge of his bed. Luckily for them, his roommate was out in the common area. "We're not over because you hurt me. That wouldn't be fair because I know I've hurt you too. But we are over and I don't want to change that." Kenji sighed.

"But Kira…breaking up isn't going to change anything. We still love each other –

"Yeah, and we both have secrets," Kira pointed out and Kenji stared at her quizzically, surprised. Kira didn't keep secrets. Most of the time, she could barely lie. So what the hell was she talking about? "I know you're surprised that I would keep secrets from you, but I have and I am. And…it's probably hypocritical of me…me getting mad at you for keeping secrets from me while doing the same to you. But that's life and we have to deal with. And until we can be honest to each other completely, you and I will never work."

"So, this is really the end?" Kenji asked. He wasn't looking at Kira. He was looking everywhere but at her. It had hurt the first time when she had broken up with him in the hallway. But it hurt even worse now. They were alone and she was actually calm about this. Hell, he didn't see any fucking tears and that was completely…wrong.

"For now," she said and cupped Kenji's cheek. "It has to be. Kenji, I didn't understand, at first, why you kept whatever it is that you're keeping from me. I just assumed that you were the biggest asshole on the face of the planet and that I was the idiot that was dating you. But…then I realized that you and I are so much alike that it hurts. You keep secrets because you don't trust me enough to trust that I'll stand by you in the end. And sadly, I feel the exact same way. And it shouldn't have to be like this.

"Kenji, I'll go days hating you for lying to me and knowing that I'm doing the exact same thing to you. And it was so easy at first to blame you for everything. But I forgive you for not trusting me just like I'm going to believe that you could forgive me for not trusting you. I just need you to know that." Kira leaned over and kissed Kenji cheek gently. Kenji closed his eyes, reveling in the feeling, knowing that this was probably the last kiss he'd actually get until…until whenever.

Kira smiled when she pulled away and released him. Reaching into her pocket, she placed the silver and diamond bracelet he had given to her last Christmas on his bed and stood. She walked to the door just as Kenji called her. Smiling, she turned back around to meet his devastated blue-gray eyes.

"So what now?" He asked hoarsely. Hearing his voice stabbed Kira in the heart and she finally felt the tears coming. Her eyes glassed over and she leaned her head against the doorframe.

"We be friends," she told him. "We stop the childish games and stop running away from each other. And we just deal with it if one of us starts dating. Because we're going to be together again, Kenji. I know that. You're the love of my life and I don't see my future without you in it. But for now, we just be friends." Kenji nodded and lay back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling.

Kira wanted to run to the bed, jump on top of him and kiss him. But she knew it wouldn't change anything. It would only complicate their relationship and they'd continue that stupid cycle all over again. And she'd end up being this blubbering mess and a fucking cry baby. And she wasn't having that. Not anymore.

"See you…around," she whispered, knowing Kenji heard her, and closed the door. Walking down the hallway, Kira felt a tear escape her eye and wiped it away with a smile. She had told herself that she wouldn't cry and she wasn't going to. She was growing up now. It was about time she started acting like it.

Oooooo

"I want to talk to you," Rin said seriously as she ran outside. It was night now and she was waiting for Kira to get back with the pizza. So, Rin called Sesshomaru and was currently freezing outside in jeans and a hoodie with a cami underneath. Sesshomaru strode up to her smoothly and Rin could not help but feel that he was the sexiest being alive.

Kami, save my soul, she thought before staring up at Sesshomaru as he towered over her.

"And why does that not sound like a good thing?" He teased and Rin rolled her eyes, fighting back the smile.

"You're my teacher," she told him. Sesshomaru chuckled down at her, amber eyes sparkling and Rin swore she never saw anything more beautiful.

"I think we established that on the first day, Rin," he said and Rin pushed his shoulder playfully.

"Shut up," she snapped and Sesshomaru lifted an inquiring eyebrow, daring her to do it again. Rin shivered slightly and it wasn't because of the cold air that just swept through them. "You're also my future mate."

"Which we've also established," Sesshomaru said. "Rin, I'm beginning to believe that you still have a concussion." Rin groaned, stamping her feet a little.

"No, I don't. I'm just…speculative." She ran her fingers through windblown hair and sighed. "How is that going to work? I have an A in your class and I can't walk up to you randomly whenever I want to and kiss you. People are going to think that I'm screwing the teacher for a good grade." Sesshomaru smirked.

"So, you want me to give you an F?" He asked and Rin pouted.

"No, damnit," she snapped and pouted even more. "I deserved that A. But…I don't want people to talk and trust me, they will. It'll be the most scandalous thing this school has seen since the Kiryuu twins slept with the old coach three years ago at the same time." Sesshomaru smirked at that.

"You shouldn't care about what other people think or say," Sesshomaru told her. "I don't."

"Yeah, but I do," Rin whined. Sesshomaru reached a claw to her face and tucked some stray hair behind her ear.

"The council has let the administration know about us –

"So, my teachers already know?" Rin couldn't believe this. All she could think about was the upcoming looks and sneers teachers would give her, how they'd probably even congratulate her for getting such a good catch. Oh, and not to mention the rumors! "Sesshomaru, they can't know about us. They'll talk and it's going to be all over campus and my life will be in ruins –

Sesshomaru kissed Rin, effectively shutting her up. He honestly did not need to hear the human protests that most people would give when it came to people gossiping about them. And truthfully, her lips looked like she'd been gnawing on them all day. That was too much of a temptation, seeing them look slightly red and…plump.

Slowly, Sesshomaru pulled back and Rin rested her forehead on his chin.

"If anyone has anything to say to you, tell them to come see me," he told her and Rin grinned before looking up into his eyes.

"I don't think anyone's brave enough to say anything to you," she admitted and snuggled against his warm, solid chest. Sesshomaru's chest gave a soft rumbling sound and Rin relaxed more in his arms.

"Then you have nothing to worry about, mate," he muttered and kissed her again. Rin smiled into the kiss and pressed back, reveling in the feel of his soft yet firm lips. But then she pulled away with a frown on her face. "What is it now?"

"Hmm…there's the little manner of telling my aunt about us." Rin bit her lower lip, pondering Sakura's reaction. She knew her aunt. It would not be pretty.

"I am not afraid of some human woman," Sesshomaru told her and Rin smirked slightly.

"Sesshy, you don't know my aunt," she said and leaned up to kiss him softly. Pulling away, she smiled. "I should probably get inside. I don't want to let the weather affect my weak human body and get me sick. That'll be another thing you mother can start a fight about." Sesshomaru chuckled at Rin as she started walking backwards and away from him.

"I told you; don't worry about my mother," Sesshomaru said and Rin smiled, turning around and heading back to the dorm. But then Sesshomaru called her and she turned around with her hand on the door. "Don't ever call me Sesshy again." Rin giggled and grinned.

"Whatever you say…Sesshy," she teased and rushed inside the dorm. Sesshomaru chuckled to himself and started walking to his car, but then his phone buzzed in his pocket at the same time as Kenji's.

Kenji glanced at his nightstand, wondering who the hell could be calling him while Sesshomaru dreaded whoever was on the other end. They both grabbed their phones and flipped them to see a new text.

Never trust a pretty girl with an ugly secret.

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Both males glanced around them, puzzled by the text. But then Kenji shrugged and tossed the phone to the foot of his bed. And Sesshomaru climbed into his vehicle, taking one last puzzling glance at Rin's dorm before driving away.

Oooooo

Sakura Fumiko sighed as she leaned her head back against her seat's head, breathing evenly. She glanced around herself before glancing down at her thigh. Noticing that she was finally alone, she took a deep breath and took action.

She dug her fingers into the gash in her black leather pants, twisting and tugging at her own flesh. She bit her lip to keep from voicing out her pain and dug even further into her wound until she felt the tip of the metal. Preparing herself, she grasped the foreign object with her fingertips and pulled as hard as she could. With a loud relieved sigh, she pulled the chip of a shuriken out of her thigh and threw it out her window.

"Fuck," she growled as she observed the blood all over her hands from earlier and the wound in her thigh. Luckily, it only looked like a cut. But her pants were ripped now. "I hate my life."

After five minutes of wrestling with the junk in her trunk, Sakura pressed a cotton swab that was dipped in peroxide and pressed it to her flesh. Immediately, she hissed. Sure, she didn't act like it but that damn wound hurt like a motherfucker. Groaning, she wrapped her thigh with whatever bandaging she had left until she got home and yanked the dark jeans up her body until they fit on her hips. Sakura grabbed the rag and wiped her hands clean.

"Yeah, I'm coming now," Kira said into her phone as she drove, smirking about Rin who was waiting in the dorm impatiently for some pizza. All she really wanted was the chicken wings she just found out that Kira ordered. "Look, I'll be there soon. Bye now!" Kira hurriedly hung up the phone.

Kira was just about to make the next right, but then she saw a familiar silver truck. Sakura's truck. Sakura squinted as she recognized Kira's car and cursed mentally. Great! Just my fucking luck, Sakura said mentally before preparing herself as Kira walked out her car.

"Auntie Sakura?" Kira called and Sakura smiled softly, closing her trunk. "What are you doing out here this late?"

"I could be asking you the same thing, young lady," Sakura shot back. "Shouldn't you be at school studying or something?" Kira blushed.

"I was. I just picked up some pizza and wings for me and Rin. Girls' night." Sakura nodded, taking in Kira's appearance. She seemed better. When Sakura had seen her at the hospital, the girl hadn't looked so good. Now, she only had a bandage on her shoulder and her skin wasn't deathly white.

"Right. Well, get back to school. We don't need any more attacks, now do we?" Kira giggled a little, embarrassed.

"No, ma'am," Kira replied and started walking back to her car and turned around. "Hey, were you there two nights ago at the hospital?" Sakura stared at Kira, puzzled.

"Sorry, kiddo, but no. I came during the day, yes, but not at night," Sakura admitted. "Why?"

"No reason," Kira said quickly, adding to Sakura's suspicion. "It must have been Rin. Well, see ya." Sakura stared at Kira's retreating form before realizing something.

"Kira, wait!" She yelled, reached into her jacket pocket, and ran over to the girl. She handed her a small black box. "Give this to Rin. Tomorrow's the big day and I think she's going to need it. It just came in the mail." Kira stared at the box as Sakura handed it to her before staring into the older woman's eyes.

Sakura knew something. And it was something important. And whatever it was had something to do with what was in that box.

"Okay."

Oooooo

"About time you showed up," Rin growled as Kira carefully made her way inside carrying two boxes of pizza, a bag with some soda cans, the smaller box of chicken wings and the bag of DVDs she borrowed from her house. Her mother was gone anyway and wouldn't even miss the movies.

"While you're over there bitching, you could be over here helping," Kira pointed out smartly and Rin shot her an evil look. Pouting, Rin snatched the pizza boxes away and set them on the living room table as Kira placed the rest on the kitchen counter top.

"What took you so long?" Rin asked and plopped down onto the couch.

"I got caught up," Kira replied, throwing her coat down on one of the stools. She heard a small CLANK before catching herself. She reached into her coat pocket and pulled out the small box. "By the way, your aunt told me to give this to you. It must be important or something." Rin stared at the black box suspiciously before walking over to the counter and grabbing it from Kira.

"What is it?" Rin asked, observing the box. It was harmless.

"Don't know. Open it." Rin smirked at Kira's exuberance and opened the small black box. Inside, she saw a something shiny and silver and red and black. With a gasp, Rin hurriedly closed the box back up, eyes wide and pulse racing. Kira stared, astonished. "What? What was it?"

"Nothing," Rin said quickly, hiding the box behind her. "Umm…I should go put this away. Be back in a sec." Before Kira could question her any further, Rin raced down the hallway and into her room, slamming the door shut.

With a sigh of trepidation, Rin slid down the door onto her butt and opened the box again. She stared inside fearfully and plucked the shiny object out, dangling it before her face as a memory popped into her head.

"What's the puppy charm for?" Rin asked, gazing at it in particular. There seemed to be something captivating about it with its golden eyes staring back at her, entrancing her. Almost as if it were real.

"Well, your Daddy couldn't get that puppy you wanted. So, he gave you the charm for it," Mrs. Fumiko said, eyes twinkling knowingly at her daughter's interest in the charm. Rin took the charm out of the box and slid it onto her wrist, finding that it was slightly big for her. "Don't worry about that. When you get older, you'll be able to wear it a lot better. And, on your seventeenth birthday, you'll get the other charm your Daddy has for you." Rin smiled brightly, dimples forming again.

Rin flinched as her phone buzzed on her bed. Dropping the object back into its box, she slid to her feet. It felt like forever had passed by the time she reached her phone and when she picked it up, Rin saw she had a new text. Gulping, Rin read the message and felt all the air leave her lungs.

The last charm…can't wait. Oh, and happy birthday, pretty girl! It's already midnight.

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