A/N: Feast your eyes on this update. Mention of Ouran High School Host Club and its Usa-chan. Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club or anything belonging to its franchise.
Chapter 5
It has not been a day and already Rin's father, Suikotsu, was mourning. He was on his knees and slouched over while he held a picture frame of Rin and cried the past three hours ever since she left with the Inus for a sleepover. It had been incredibly hard for Suikotsu to let go of Rin. Abi, Rin's mother, literally had to pry Rin away from him since he held her like his life depended on it.
Abi watched her husband's depressed form and sighed. This was one of those times she questioned why she married Suikotsu. Suikotsu was a rather odd man. Before she married to him, she already knew he was an odd man. He was a great and kind doctor, but he would also become a wild, overprotective family man when harm was made towards his family. If someone spoke ill of Abi, his sense of protectiveness overrides his kindness.
She remembered a time when a nurse he worked with belittled Abi because she was always ordering Suikotsu to do this or that when he got off from work.
Abi was well-known to be a bossy wife and was always told by his male co-workers that he was whipped. Suikotsu took it in with great stride because it was the truth. He would never go against his wife's orders. He did not actually mind being ordered around by the love of his life. After all, she made his heart go thumpity thump thump just as hers go ba-dum ba-dum.
Well, back to the story, the nurse called her a word that could not be used around children. In a Suikotsu fashion, he lowered his head a bit as his expression hinted in anger. He emitted a low growl as he did so. It frightened the nurse enough for her to shriek, but Suikotsu did not stop there. He said so many curse words with added torture methods enough to cause the nurse to quit and never work for a hospital or clinic again. It was by that time it was known nobody is allowed to talk smack about his wife.
Abi smiled fondly at the memory because she remembered a long written apology by the ex-nurse. It was funny how she was well-known for her temper and orders, but he was known as the wolf in sheep's clothing. She could not have a better husband.
Well, until now.
Meanwhile, at the Taisho's residence…
After Taisho was well-taken care of after Sesshomaru's attack, Rin had taken a bath and then wore a pink bunny pajama costume. It was based off of Usa-chan from Ouran High School Host Club. When Sesshomaru saw her wore the costume, he could feel his heart thumping against his chest as if it wanted to leap out of his body. In that moment, Sesshomaru knew no one else could be his slave except for Rin.
After his heart calmed down, Sesshomaru presented his room to Rin for her to awe at his awesomeness. In his room, it was neat and well kept. He had a lot of books on his bookshelves. There was a desk on one side with an advanced computer and computer screen on top of it. It was a room of a mature and well-educated adult instead of a child.
Rin was at awe at the bookshelves that towered her, reminding her of the bookshelves at the library.
"Will Inuyashi's brother read a book for me?" Rin asked, looking at him pleadingly.
Sesshomaru winced when she called him Inuyasha's brother instead of his name, but he nodded when Rin grabbed at his arm. All thoughts of torturing Inuyasha disappeared at the simple gesture.
"What would you like me to read, my slave?" Sesshomaru asked her.
Rin brightly smiled at him in reply. For some odd reason, he could not stop seeing sparkling flowers surrounding her just because she smiled. Also, his heart was going thumpity thump thump. He wondered if hers went thumpity thump thump as well or maybe even a ba-dum ba-dum. All he knew is that she needs to stay beside him at all times except for bathroom time.
Someday, Sesshomaru would build a castle and Rin would sit beside him in his throne room. He would be a king and she would be his slave. He would be the coolest and greatest king to have ever lived. He had it all written down in neat handwriting on clean parchment.