Falling

Sesshomaru lifted his head from his hands the empty bottle of grey goose laid upturned by his feet. 'She refuses to leave my mind. This is simply impossible, she won't go away every damned minute I'm saying her name.' he had blown two meetings today and had to cancel the third for fear of completely obliterating his billion dollar company. 'Two share holders gone.' He groaned loudly as his hand reached into the open drawer for another bottle of booze. Popping off the cap the aggravated demon chugged down half the bottle. What was he going to do? This was completely asinine not once in his entire 150 years of life had he been so distracted by a fucking piece of ass! Sesshomaru gulped down the rest of the vodka. What was that one thing his father used to tell him? Oh yes the best way to get over one piece of ass is to get behind another. That was exactly what he needed to do. Pulling out his phone sesshomaru scrolled through his contacts.

'No wonder I'm going nuts I haven't had sex in a month." Sesshomaru chuckled to himself as he reached the 'M' section. mitsu? No she had Chlamydia last time he heard. Sesshomaru hit his thumb on the little red button. The loud ping let him know she had been deleted. 'can't have it get out that I'm sleeping around with diseased sluts.' although technically sesshomaru wasn't susceptible to std's like humans were, the virus still sat in his system and he could still pass it on to any other person/demon he slept with. Now of course that was completely unacceptable.

"Ahem"

Sesshomaru lifted his head and smirked.

"Dearest, Mitomi, what can I do for you?"

Mitomi curled back her ruby red lips as she clicked her black stilettos against the marble flooring.

"Thought I'd stay late and help you sort out those files for the Ichigo inc. meeting on Friday."

Mitomi bit down on her plump bottom lip raising one perfectly sculpted dyed blonde eyebrow, the double meaning behind her seemingly innocent request was obvious to both parties. She had him, bagged, her sex god boss, the notorious calloused cold blooded demon sesshomaru. This was the type of man she always knew she was destined for, not that awful pitiful Irish man Brian she had married, but that was a chapter of her life that had long been closed in her opinion. Licking her lips in satisfaction Mitomi gave a devilish grin as she swayed her hips from side to side slowly as she made her way over to her slightly intoxicated bosses desk. Bending over slowly to give him a good glimpse of her cleavage Mitomi gave a sweet smile.

"I'll just take these and be on my way, lemme know if you need anything else Mr. Taisho."

Turning around Mitomi didn't make it three steps before her boss was pressed up behind her, already working the buttons on her Chanel blouse while the other hand worked on hiking up her skirt. Mitomi let out a small gasp of pleasure as his left hand found its way inside the soft lacing of her bra. Arching her back as he attached himself to the side of her neck his teeth grazing her pulse point softly, awarded Sesshomaru with a loud moan.

Pushing aside the paper work sesshomaru bent his horny secretary over the large glass surface.

"mmmm sessh, mmm please."

Sesshomaru leaned in closer as his knee parted her legs while his hand found its way inside of her laced panties.

"begging already? that'll never do."

Mitomi moaned in ecstasy as she felt her skirt hiked up and heard sesshomaru unzip his pants.

"Beg for it."

Mitomi shuddered as she felt the tip of his head tease her.

"P-please baby"

"that wasn't begging, I want to hear you cry for it."

Sesshomaru slid his fingers inside of her furthering her pleasurable torture before stopping all together. Leaning in close Sesshomaru grabbed a chunk of her bleached blonde hair.

"I said beg for it bitch."

Mitomi cried out

"Please! baby, oh god, baby I need you."

Satisfied sesshomaru spread her legs further before entering her hard and fast. Mitomi screamed out in pain and shock, but her screams of pain quickly turned into moans of pleasure as he kept up a fast steady rhythm. Increasing his thrusts, Sesshomaru bent his head forward as the desk shook and rocked with their rough play. A small clink caught his attention skimming his eyes over it as he prepared to climax sesshomaru took a second look and as quickly as he had been hard he was limp. Completely turned off; The picture that fell out of his secretary's side pocket showed Rin's face smiling next to another girl. He couldn't do it. Pulling out and re adjusting himself Sesshomaru ignored the cry of outrage and shock from his secretary.

"What? what's wrong baby?"

Sesshomaru looked over in disgust at the woman still exposed in front of him, god she truly was a whore.

"Refrain from calling me baby, and go home."

Mitomi sat up and pulled down her skirt, completely dumbfounded. what had just happened? One minute he was fucking her from behind and the next he was dressed and ordering her out. Did she miss a memo or something?

"ex-excuse me?"

Sesshomaru growled

"Go home to your child and take your picture with you."

Mitomi followed her bosses eyes and quickly picked up the picture she had of Rin and Keiko 3 years ago, frowning down at the picture Mitomi was at a complete loss of words, she didn't know what to think still, had seeing her daughters made him snap? if so why? Looking up Mitomi stood up re buttoning her blouse, she knew when she was dismissed, taking her leave Mitomi shot a disgruntled look behind her as the heavy oak doors slammed shut in her face.

Sesshomaru was livid. He had lost his erection, he never lost a fucking erection! that was her mother though, he had screwed her daughter and had just seconds ago been screwing her. No correction, he had sex with Rin, he hadn't treated her like his fuck toy. Sesshomaru felt his ire building the more he thought about it. that girl, he had broken the law and slept with a child. 'The law, who gives a fuck about the law! I am exempt from the laws!' this girl though, it wasn't the fact that he had slept with a child that tore at his conscious, no it was the simple fact that he wanted more, and not just sex, Sesshomaru was growing feelings for the girl.

"RIN!"

Sesshomaru slammed his fist down hard on his glass table successfully shattering it.

"god damnit!" Sesshomaru grabbed his coat and stormed out of the office leaving the shattered glass in his wake. He needed to hunt.

xxx

there's nothing good about goodbye I could swear I saw you cry, you're falling harder, I could swear I saw you cry.

Rin mouthed the words to one of her dad's favorite American bands. Hinder. The tears were streaming down her face in rivulet's as she clutched the picture of her and Keiko beginning of their freshman year 3 years ago back when things were still alright, back when her family was still together and fairly happy.

"Keiko-Chan I miss you."

Rin bent her head forward and let loose the gut wrenching sobs that had been locked up inside for the last year

-flashback-

"Rin-Chan! oh rin-chan!"

Rin rolled out of bed hitting the floor with a thud.

"ow!" She was answered with giggles.

"Ha Rin-chan get up! it's the first day of Christmas break, come outside its snowing!"

Rin lifted her head up off of the floor to glare at her sister.

"It's snowing? you woke me up for freaking snow? Baka go back to bed."

Keiko rolled her eyes and skipped into the room Dragging her twin sister to her feet.

"So grumpy birdie! come outside with me, daddy said he'd get the sleighs out and momma's gonna join us come on it'll be funnnnn!"

Rin groaned loudly as her sister flounced about the room excitedly chucking her coat and boots at her.

"Finnne" Rin hissed

"Just get out and bring me coffee!"

Keiko jumped up excitedly

"Oh really? Yes!"

Rin laughed as Keiko tripped over Rin's boots.

"baka"

Keiko laughed and stuck out her tongue

"You love me Rin-chan"

xxx

That day had been one of the few fond family moments she could remember clearly. Back then her parents had started developing issues, and Keiko always wanting everyone to be happy and have peace was always trying to get them together for family events and outings. Rin lifted her head back and stared up at her ceiling fan 'god Keiko why did Kami take you and not me? I was the one who should have died, not you.' Rin felt the burn of angry tears

"You hear me god! why did you take her and not me? I was the one who was supposed to die Not her!"

Rin stood up still yelling at her ceiling.

"YOU ASSHOLE, YOU SHOULD HAVE KILLED ME I'M THE BAD ONE! WHAT? WE LOOK TOO FUCKING MUCH ALIKE! CAN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE? I'M THE WHORE, THAT'S THE FUCKING DIFFERENCE YOU PIECE OF SHIT, GIVE HER BACK YOU FUCKING BLOODY HEAR ME? GIVE HER BACK!"

Rin was hysterical as she kicked at her nightstand knocking it over. She couldn't understand it, the good weren't supposed to die, that kind of shit only happened in the movies. It wasn't supposed to happen in real life. Her sister was supposed to be here, Akiro was supposed to be here too. They should still both be breathing, Rin was the one who was supposed to be six feet under cold, lifeless and rotting, not them.

"Why! tell me fucking why!"

Rin didn't bother wiping the makeup smeared tears from her face as she crumpled to the floor, her body it ached, her chest felt like it was going to explode. Her rib cage felt as if it was being pulled apart. a lump formed in the back of her throat as she started to dry heave. It felt as if her very soul was being torn in two. All Rin wanted to do was die, she would give anything for the comfort of eternal peace. She had tried it six months ago. what a fucking success that had been. It wasn't fair her entire family had crumbled and she was the one to blame. Her dad hadn't spoken to her in a year. The day of her sister's funeral, he couldn't look at her, she got one glimpse and the pure unadulterated malice that bled from those eyes she could never forget. He hated her, hell he had abandoned her renouncing his claim as her father. and she couldn't blame him. She'd abandon herself too if she could. Her mom had always preferred her sister but it became even more evident the day of the funeral, Her mother's words still cut through her like a knife.

"You're dead to this family Rin."

Rin curled into herself gripping her pillow tighter against her chest. It didn't help to ease the pain, nothing could ease this kind of pain.

"why?"

" falling, falling hard

you're falling, apart,

falling, falling harder,

you're falling apart."

xxx

Smoke lingered in the air clinging to its inhabitants like ghostly limbs, swirling up around thin creamy toned legs, they embrace Mitomi as she stepped into the darkened rialto theatre. It smelt horribly of buttered popcorn and spilt soda. Swiping a hand back mitomi let her short tresses down from their tight bun giving them a slight tussle as she marched up the theatre steps to the projector room. Honestly a projector room? could this man be any less tacky? Wasn't this the demon version of the yakuza? Hell didn't he invent the Yakuza? Why a fucking theatre?

Mitomi pushed through the small grey door and was met with an even dimmer room, almost black and she could barely count, 1,2,3,4...8 men in the room. In the middle sat a body guard, who was also flanked by two more grotesquely large body guards. Where was Bankotsu?

"Have a seat my dear."

Mitomi turned to her left then her right, bells ringing in her head to get out. She stayed, this man wouldn't harm her, yet. She had something that this man wanted. Feeling around for the chair Mitomi sat down and crossed her legs leaving her skirt to rise up dangerously close to her ass.

"Bankotsu-san, it's been awhile."

her greeting was met with a deep chuckle directly in front of her. Jumping slightly Mitomi blinked as the lights were brightened to a dim setting, but being in the dark for all of ten minutes had her squinting as her pupils took a minute to adjust. She was met with dark jade eyes, and a sweet smile. All of it had an air of hostility. This man really was death on her doorstep. She suddenly didn't have a doubt in her mind that he would hesitate even a second to murder her daughter. Well that was just fine with her.

"I must say Mitomi, I was ah quite pleasantly surprised when you contacted me a month ago, I hadn't expected you to be quite so..."

Bankotsu paused for effect as he leaned in slightly.

"Quite so, determined. Selling your own kin out? Well and here I was thinking you would do anything to protect that sweet innocent little girl, considering she is your last child."

"She is no child of mine, that thing is a demon."

Mitomi spit the words like fire from her mouth.

Bankotsu smirked before continuing.

"tsk tsk, you speak so poorly of your child, why I would never sell my own blood out, but well I guess it's true, there really are heartless people in this world."

petite manicured nails pushed down her thin skirt, she could feel her ire rising, how dare this criminal, mass murdering asshole judge her. He killed his own brother for Christ's sake, and here he was calling her heartless when he probably had more skeletons in his damned closet then Charles Manson did in his entire house.

"I didn't come here to talk about my heart, I came here because you agreed to take care of this issue, now do we still have an agreement or will I have to take my issue elsewhere?"

Mitomi cut herself off short wondering if she had gone just a little too far. Taking a look around she saw some of the mutated guards move their hands towards their belts. uh oh.

"so charismatic, that American husband, excuse me ex-husband of yours, must have just simply adored you."

Bankotsu enjoyed the heated glare she attempted to level him with. This washed up whore was a long way from home, and he found it quite endearing that she thought herself equal enough to take on a tone with him. Who knew maybe he would have use for her yet. Make her one of his girls, she would make a fine vessel for cocaine. instead of just wasting her once he was finished with Rin.

"Again, I didn't come here to talk about my ex-husband, help me or I walk and you'll never get the satisfaction of ending her life."

Bankotsu watched as the skank stood her ass hanging out of her tastelessly short skirt. He was growing tiresome of her attitude. In the Blink of an eye he rushed her back and had the woman pinned to the wall face first. He smiled as she screamed in panic. moving in closer Bankotsu squeezed her neck tighter, enjoying the sounds of her choking for air. bending down right over her ear he spoke low.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but weren't you the one who contacted me?" He paused a second listening to her still choke as she slowly turned blue.

"You know, calling a hit is highly illegal, and on your own daughter, well tsk tsk that's just immoral. I could have the cops at your door tonight, your daughter dead, and with oh I don't know, a recorded phone call. You'd be serving a life sentence for attempted and premeditated murder. Now I don't know about you but I'm willing to bet, that awful grey jumpsuit and those silver cuffs wouldn't do a pretty little thing like you much justice. Do not play games with me Miss michyo, you forget, I own this city, and I will ruin you."

Adding an extra shove for good measure Bankotsu watched with sick fascination as she fell to the ground shaking and gasping for air.

"We will be in touch dear."

and with that Bankotsu exited the room Leaving a crumpled half conscience mitomi in his wake.

xxx

YAY another chapter done, well I was listening to this song hinder and the lyrics just gave me such inspiration that I couldn't help but write this next chapter so soon. Now You make get tired of hearing Rin mourn over her losses since I've gotten a few complaints but, she clearly hasn't dealt with the emotional trauma she's been through and all the unhealthy grief that she's developed. Anyways, please r&r I won't be updating till I get 6 reviews, seriously guys, it's nice to hear feedback on a story instead of seeing that you guys just read it.