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?

Make Me Wanna Die

Kenji found himself thrown across the room into the wall, causing a dent and a loud noise. He slid down the wall, groaning and before he could recover, Kira was on top of him. She hissed angrily and dug her nails into his chest, sharp dagger-like things piercing his shirt and digging into his skin. Kenji growled.

"Kira, what the fuck?" He spat. She didn't speak. She simply sat on his abdomen and swung her hand back, the back of her hand knocking any more words out of his mouth, Kenji grit his teeth at the pain, surprised as hell to taste blood in his mouth. Growling, Kenji gripped Kira's arms and swung her off, sending his psycho ex-girlfriend flying into one of the room's desks. Kira crashed hard, effectively breaking the wooden object.

Hiroshi's gonna kill me, Kenji thought fleetingly as he stood, rolling his neck. Then Kira jumped up on all fours and hissed at him, eyes turning almost feline-like. That is if she doesn't first.

"Kira, I know you're upset with me right now. But you've gotta stop…whatever you're doing," Kenji tried to say calmly but Kira would not hear any of it. She pounced on him, wrapping her legs around his waist tightly and squeezing with all her might. But Kenji was already ahead of her.

As soon as she was on him, he slammed her against the wall and she let out a whine, thrashing about between him and the wall. But she was powerless. Kenji pushed her hand above her head, growling into her face menacingly. The wolf in him howled for control, not liking being tested.

Especially by his mate.

Remind bitch who's in charge, the demon howled and he didn't have to tell Kenji twice.

"Kira!" Kenji barked domineeringly and the female stopped hissing and thrashing, staring at him with cold, gold eyes. "Stand the fuck down." She let out a hiss and he growled again, louder with a rumbling in his chest that made her shiver. Kira sighed, tossing her head back obediently.

Much fucking better, Kenji's demon grumbled and Kenji agreed, burying his face in Kira's soft neck. Something was wrong with his mate and he didn't like it. Her scent was extremely off and the show she just put on only set him on edge. He nuzzled her neck gently and Kira let out a soft purr, arching against him gently.

"Kira," Kenji called gently, praying like hell she wouldn't snap now. Kira turned to him softer eyes, which slowly turned back to that beautiful turquoise shade he loved. Sighing with relief, Kenji released her arms and cupped her face, smiling. "Hey, are you okay?"

Kira blinked dazedly, not even sure what just happened. One minute she thought she heard Kenji say he was gay and now she was pressed against the wall with him holding her…wait!

Why the fuck was he holding her?

"Get the fuck off of me," she shrieked and shoved Kenji away. Kira gasped as Kenji flew across the room onto his roommate's bed. Her eyes widened. "Oh…my…God!"

"Yeah, oh my god," Kenji grumbled, sitting up. He was pretty sure that after all the shit she just put him through; he'd probably be feeling this in the morning. Before he could say anything, the door swung open and in walked his concerned roommate.

"Yo, what's…what the fuck?" The guy inquired loudly, whistling at the mess the two caused. "Damn…y'all put the rough in rough sex. Wish I had it like that." Kenji gave his roommate a skeptical, pointed look.

Hiroshi was fucking weird sometimes. The room looked like they just had their prelude to a fucking war and this dumb ass thought they had sex?

They were still fully dressed!

"Hiroshi, man, not right –

"Is she okay?" The guy asked and Kenji returned his gaze to Kira, softening immediately. She was shaking uncontrollably, eyes wide and frightened. She looked pale, paler than pale. Mascara left stains on her cheeks from her crying and tears were still streaming down her face.

"Kira," he murmured softly, walking over to her. Before he could touch her, Kira slapped his hands away, backing away slowly.

"St-stay away from me," she cried and gasped when she bumped into Hiroshi at the door, forgetting that someone had been there. Her eyes returned to Kenji's face, eyes brimming with hateful tears. "J-just stay the hell away from me!" She ran away from the room, leaving the two boys staring after her. Hiroshi glanced at Kenji.

"Dude, what the fuck just happened?" Kenji shook his head, shrugging.

"I have no idea."

Oooooo

Kira ran as fast as she could, tears stinging her eyes. Her heart was racing in her chest, pounding fiercely against her ribcage and her legs worked on overdrive, moving her faster than they ever had before. Her senses were heightened. Even with tears, she could see everything clearly. She smelled everything; earth, skin, blood and hormones. She could hear so much, demons lurking in the forests nearby and people in dorm rooms. She could sense people's closeness. In ten seconds flat, she was inside her dorm and slid down against her door, letting out a sob.

What the hell had just happened?

Kira tried to calm her breathing and stopped shaking, recalling everything. She came to Kenji for comfort. Made out with him. Then he said something about being gay. She remembered feeling so angry and so out of control with her feelings. And then…

And then she lost it.

"Oh my God," she breathed as she recalled attacking Kenji, digging her nails into his flesh. She glanced at her fingernails to see them stained with blood. They smelled like him too.

She remembered being slammed into the desk, breaking it. There was a cut on her back and splinters in her skin, an annoying sting to her skin when they should have been extremely painful.

Kira scrambled to her feet, running to the bathroom. If anything, the marks should still be on her skin. That alone would dictate if there was a problem. She began ripping off clothing, gasping each time she actually ripped fabric. She shouldn't be this strong. She shredded the last remaining artifact to bits and turned her back to the mirror and inhaled sharply.

There were tiny scratch marks all over her back, some red and others actually bleeding. But the most important one was a large scar that trailed the length of her back. It should be red with blood, stained with it and causing her excruciating pain. But it wasn't. It was healing, only pink.

"N-n-no," she whimpered, reaching out to graze it. She hissed slightly at the touch, but was not as affected. Kira trembled as she turned the shower on, hoping that heat would make her problems go away. That…if things were as she expected, the mark would be healed by the time she got out.

Hot, steaming water surrounded her, soaking through her hair and sliding down her body. Kira found herself hissing as the water stabbed her scratches before leaving a stinging sensation. Sighing, she grabbed the soap bar and lathered her hands with it. She slid her hands over her body, soaping up her skin.

Just as her heel made that last click, something lunged out of the bushes. It was black and shapeless and horrifying. Kira gasped and took off running. Before she could even turn the corner, something grabbed her legs and Kira fell on the ground, scraping her chin. It tugged her body backwards and Kira screamed loudly, praying somebody heard her.

Kira frowned as her hands slid down the rest of her body, smoothing the soapy mess onto her skin. Her nose was on her overdrive, the sweet smell from the soap stinging her nostrils. God, she hoped this…whatever this was…went away soon. She loved her cucumber and melon soap.

"You're not going anywhere, girl," it growled at her. Kira turned her head to the thing and screamed again, louder. That was the scream that Rin would hear. It chuckled at Kira. "I know what you are, bitch. And you're going to die today."

Kira scrubbed vigorously at her nails, trying to get the stench of Kenji's blood out of her mind. But it wouldn't go away. The stains would not go away. The water hit the shower floor, blood from her scratches and scars and fingers swirling with the water.

"Let me go, damnit," she yelled and reached out to claw at the demon's face. Instantly, it howled at her and released her legs, clutching its face. It had three scars.

Something was here. Kira slowly turned the dial for the shower, turning the water off. She felt an off presence, something that wasn't supposed to be there. She reached out and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around her body tightly. Opening the glass door to the shower, Kira peeked out. There was nothing in the bathroom. She silently crept towards the door and peeked out.

Nothing.

Just as she turned around, she was met with that fierce, dark thing from before, the demon that attacked her. She let out a short scream as it shoved her to the floor and she slid against the hallway door.

"I told you I'd kill you bitch," it taunted and lunged.

Kira let out a chilling scream as her eyes opened widely, startling herself awake. She breathed quickly, knees drawn to her chest. She was still against the front door, back against the door. She glanced around the empty apartment, no sign of anyone else being there.

No sign of her ever having been in there a few minutes before.

Kira glanced down at her shaky hands and noticed her blood-stained fingernails and gasped, trembling. She'd been asleep.

She never showered.

Her phone let out a loud beep, making her jump. She glanced at it with trepidation before picking it up.

Secret's out, toots. Mommy got any more magic voodoo for ya?

Unknown

She wanted to die.

Oooooo

"What are we doing here?" Rin asked as Sesshomaru stopped his truck. She eyed the dark gates with trepidation and wariness, heart racing. It had been one week ago that she was attacked here and here she was, near this place again.

Wasn't life grand?

"I'm giving you a proper tour," Sesshomaru explained patiently. Rin glanced at him warily. "Sooner or later, you're going to live here. I can't have my mate afraid of her own house." Rin found herself smiling despite everything.

He called it her house.

This was going to be her house one day.

Their house.

"I'm not scared of the house, Sesshy. I'm just…" Rin trailed off and stared at the dashboard, recalling all the texts and the incidents that had happened thus far. The miasma attack was only the beginning of Rin's torture, that much she was sure of.

"Rin," Sesshomaru's voice beckoned gently, his claw grazing her chin and making her look at him. "I will protect you." Rin sighed, leaning back against the headrest and staring at her big fluffy mate.

"B-but…but what if you can't?" She whispered and Sesshomaru pierced her with those golden eyes.

"I will," he swore and Rin really found herself believing him. "Trust me, Rin. I'm not going anywhere." Rin's eyes widened at his words and her heart melted just like that.

He wouldn't leave her.

Not like her parents.

She smiled gently, grasping the hand that had been stroking her face. She kissed the knuckles, hazel eyes brightening at him.

"Neither am I," she whispered in reply and leaned over, kissing him gently. Sesshomaru deepened the kiss with a groan, a rumbling sound in his chest. Just like that, Rin practically melted into goo just for him and forgot about her fears. Rin smiled into the kiss, pulling herself closer to him. Sesshomaru held her by her waist before pulling her onto his lap. Rin wrapped her arms around his shoulders, tongue teasing his before Sesshomaru pulled away, letting Rin breathe.

"As much as I would love to continue this, I'd very much like to ravish you inside the house, mate." Rin chuckled at him, resting her forehead on his.

"How very gentlemen-ly of you, Sesshy-kun," she lamented and opened the driver side door, climbing out. "Just admit it, Sesshy. You're just a big cuddly Sesshy-bear, aren't you?" Sesshomaru stepped out of the car, eyes glaring at her.

"Get in the house, Rin," he said coolly and Rin grinned, running into the mansion. She was pretty sure that Sesshomaru was letting her run for the moment before he would eventually catch up to her. Just as she stormed into the front doors, she nearly tripped over a very pissed off frog demon, who fell.

With a brand new vase in his hands.

"Jaken," she breathed as she caught herself. Jaken turned to her stony yellow eyes as he stood and Rin readied herself.

"Blasted girl! What did you think you were doing running in here like that? You could've killed me," he exclaimed dramatically and Rin rolled her eyes.

She was pretty sure the ugly toad didn't like her. Everything she did was blasphemous and an insult to the Takahashi family or some shit like that.

Just as she was about to apologize for the incident, Jaken kept going, growing more irritated than ever. "And we just waxed these floors today! How the hell are you supposed to be a lady of this house and you do the most stupidest human things I've ever –

"Jaken," a chilling voice boomed and the demon tensed obediently, fear sending a chill up his spine. Rin sighed, not really wanting to feel bad for the demon. But she did. "You will do well to remember to not speak to my mate as such. You remember what happened last time, don't you?"

Rin remembered. Sesshomaru had thrown Jaken so far into the forest, the poor little demon hadn't returned until three days later. But by then, Rin had already been making sure that Kira was okay after her incident.

"Yes, my lord," Jaken replied and bowed to Rin. "Forgive me, m'lady." Rin frowned before skipping over to Sesshomaru, wrapping her arms around one of his.

"Oh, don't be so mean, Sesshy," she cooed. "It was my fault anyway. And besides, I could've sworn you were supposed to be chasing me." Sesshomaru stared down at her as Rin grinned, releasing him and walking backwards towards the stairs. "Unless you're getting old…I mean, how old are you again? Five hundred and what?"

"Funny, mate. I almost forgot to laugh," he replied sarcastically. Rin smirked, raising an eyebrow.

"Then laugh. Or is that a foreign concept to you?" Rin knew her smart little comments pushed Sesshomaru's buttons and it was funny to see the challenging look in his eyes.

"Run," he growled and Rin did not have to be told twice. She raced up the stairs, heart pounding with the excitement of the chase.

She stopped on the third floor and ran down the hallway, knowing damn well Sesshomaru could chase her if he wanted to. He was just letting her have her moment of glory before he caught her. Rin ran into one of the rooms and slammed the door shut, locking it. And then felt really stupid.

She was in that room. The room where she'd been hurt at. Inhaling deeply, Rin observed the room. It looked normal, like a regular little mini study. It was a rather nice size and had an impressive bookshelf. She walked over to one of the windows and opened them, smiling at the sunlight and very cool breeze. It was actually a peaceful room when it wasn't –

Rin stopped, glancing around her. Something was amiss. It was a shame she didn't have a weapon and Rin frowned at the thought, never having thought about having a weapon before. She glanced at the balcony, walking towards it while staring at the room from all sides. She opened the balcony doors, letting in more of the cool air. Nothing was out there. She turned around and observed the room again. Sighing with relief, she turned to walk onto the balcony only to inhale sharply.

Rei.

"God," Rin cried, placing a hand over her frantic heart. "Are you trying to scare me to death?" Rei smirked to herself, hands on her hips.

"Now that would be fun, don't ya think?" Rin gave her a look, finally catching her breath.

"Hardly," she replied dryly and stepped away from the balcony. She was surprised that Sesshomaru hadn't got her yet. Maybe he was stalling. She glanced back at a thoughtful Rei, who was giving her the once-over.

"You knew I was here," Rei said suddenly and Rin stared into the red eyes, clueless. "You sensed me. You sense a presence when it's near you. It was like…second nature." Rin didn't get where the older woman was getting at.

"Yeah. And? It's something my mother taught me." Rin sighed. Rei gave her a curious, suspicious stare.

"What else did your mother teach you?" Rin tensed almost immediately and Rei knew she had her. Rin was keeping secrets, just like Sakura suspected. The girl knew something Minako wouldn't tell anyone else, not even her own sister. But what?

"A lot of things," Rin replied coolly. "And if we're done here –

"We are," Rei said with finality and in a blink, she was gone. Rin sighed again, this time in relief. She honestly didn't want to have a conversation about her mother. She had too many of those in one lifetime. Glancing at the room one final time, Rin walked out only to be seized by strong hands.

"AAAAAAHHH!" She screamed as she pushed against a wall, effectively powerless. A dark chuckle made her shiver and she found herself relaxing as Sesshomaru's cool breath fanned across her face.

"Got you," he whispered and Rin grinned as his mouth clamped over hers hotly.

Oooooo

"Finally," Kira exclaimed as she opened the front door, yanking the person outside in. She slammed the door quickly and locked it. "I thought you'd never get here."

"Well, I'm here," the woman said impatiently, straightening her grey blazer. "What do you want?" Kira turned to her weak and tired eyes.

"Fix this," she begged, revealing even sharper claws. The woman inhaled sharply, observing the once normal-looking nails. She glanced up to meet the turquoise eyes which seemed cat-like now. And if she was not mistaken, there were actual whiskers on the girl's gorgeous face.

"What happened?"

"How in the hell am I supposed to know?" Kira exclaimed, rushing past the woman and burying her fingers in her hair. She paced before turning around. "One day I was attacked, I was healed and before I know it, I'm going crazed demon on Kenji!" The woman smirked to herself.

"Well, I saw that last part coming," she joked and Kira's eyes turned into slits. She even let out a hiss.

"Do you even care that I was attacked?" Kira spat and the woman tensed, her own turquoise eyes turning cold.

"Of course I do, Kira," the woman replied softly. "I've just been…I've been busy." Kira scoffed, folding her arms over her chest. Typical. This woman was always busy.

"Of course, you were busy. Being the chief detective makes you so fucking busy," Kira snapped and the woman sighed deeply. "You're just so busy making sure that everyone else feels safe and protected that your daughter comes last. I always come last." The last part was said softly, so softly that Ms. Yagami didn't hear. But she did and it stung.

"Kira, I…" She didn't know how to finish that sentence. "Have you been wearing your pendants?" Kira stared at her mother blankly before guilt reached her face. Ms. Yagami sighed. "I told you to wear them. They protect you." Kira scoffed again.

"Protect me or you?" She snapped. "After all, the chief detective having a half-demon child is an abomination." Ms. Yagami felt her daughter's words tug at her heart, but didn't respond to them. At this point – after all these years – she didn't know how.

"Bring them to me, Kira. I'm going to put more magic into them." Kira nodded and walked to her room, retrieved her pendants, and handed them to her mother. "We can't afford to have anyone figure this out."

"Right. We wouldn't wanna ruin your reputation," she concluded and Ms. Yagami really wished she could do something, say anything that could get her daughter to not hate her. But she didn't, couldn't. "Just call me when you're about to leave." With that said, Kira walked back to her room and shut the door, leaving her mother alone. Her phone buzzed in her pocket and she glanced at it to see the new text.

It's a shame how some kids end up being motherless. You know that for a fact, don't ya?

Unknown

She really wanted to die at this point.