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A Glass Half Full	By : psychicvampire23 Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Rin > Sessh?maru/Rin Views: 9930 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A Peculiar Occurrence

Sesshoumaru walked out of the OR in his blue scrubs, removing his gloves and mask. He washed his hands thoroughly, thinking back on the surgery he had just performed successfully. Instead of immediately changing out of his scrubs, he went to his office and locked the door to make sure he wouldn’t be disturbed, and sat down behind his desk. Taking his long, silvery hair out of the ponytail, he raked his fingers through it before finally resting back against his chair.
Ever since his last meeting with the Ayase girl a few days ago at the park, he had been unable to stop thinking about her. His mind was growing increasingly rebellious and forcing images of her to appear at every moment against his will.
He felt a twinge of a headache and pinched the bridge of his nose impatiently, willing the pains to subside. What was this girl doing to him? Her child-like innocence was a refreshing change from all that surrounded him daily, but it wasn’t just that which had captured his interest. Her care-free attitude, her warmth and her ripe young body combined together to create a seductive image for him to dwell on…and even desire.
He leant forward, placing his elbows on the desk and propping his chin on his hands. He knew these were frivolous thoughts and held no solid or serious foundation. He deduced that his strained relationship with Risa was causing his mind to seek other distractions, since he no longer bedded her…not since meeting with the Ayase girl at the café that first time.
He glanced at his watch. Eight-thirty in the morning. He changed out of his scrubs and put on his long black coat, leaving his office to go and get his daily black coffee.
The air outside felt moist, a clear indication that the weather would be turning wet very soon. Sesshoumaru set off at a brisk pace towards the café ignoring the activity around him as he always did. As soon as he grasped his hot coffee in one hand he began to make his way towards the General Hospital, however he found himself swerving towards the park instead, knowing why he was doing it but unsure why he was allowing himself to.
His shiny black shoes made crisp, crunching sounds on the gravel and his long black coat whipped behind him, revealing a beige polo-neck sweater and black trousers that were, as always, neatly pressed.
He reached the pond and felt a pang of irritation as he discovered he was glaring at an empty park bench. She wasn’t there. Well of course she wouldn’t be there! It was out of desperation and eagerness to disappear from his company that she had fled out here to have breakfast alone that last time. He felt a subtle twinge of annoyance at himself and his needless actions. She was driving him mad.
“…Sesshoumaru?”
He turned towards the source of that familiar voice. The Ayase girl was standing a mere metre away, half turned to him, as though she had been passing and suddenly noticed him there. In the morning light she appeared fresh and angelic, her hair tied up in a ponytail, her large eyes wide with surprise and her pale face tinged with pink. She wore a lavender blouse and blackberry coloured trousers with her black work heels peeking out from underneath them, and she clutched a packed folder that was in danger of exploding from its content.
His heart would have skipped a beat had he been a more unprepared or less controlled man, but he was above such things as emotion. Still, he could not find anything to say to her or how he could explain his presence there. The Ayase girl though, as always, had something to say and thus rescued him from a possibly awkward situation.
“I was just on my way to work...I’m a little early, as usual and I was going to get some breakfast.” She said, nodding her head towards the café and smiling. She seemed to hesitate. “Are you in a hurry? Maybe we could sit for a while.”
Sesshoumaru held her gaze. “If you don’t return in five minutes I shall leave.” He said briskly and went to sit down on the empty park bench. The Ayase girl beamed.
“Don’t go anywhere! I’ll be back in a moment!” and she rushed off.
Sesshoumaru stared after her, picking up on the subtle sway of her hips as she walked and the way her long, dark hair moved with her body. He looked straight ahead and drank some coffee.
“Hmph.”
If she wasn’t back in five minutes he would go. Why he had even bothered to wait for her was beyond him, though he blamed it on the drudging monotony of his week and the tension in his relationship with Risa, which was worsening with every day that passed.
Risa....that woman was like a harpy, closing in on him as if she sensed something was astray. He found himself comparing her to the Ayase girl, who was so fresh and natural and innocent. Her sweet disposition would engulf his mind with thoughts that were beyond his control, while Risa’s coolness and pride would keep him aloof and indifferent.
This girl was doing something to him and he didn’t like it nor did he understand it. He was a calculating man, and he seldom failed to understand anything. Maybe spending time with the Ayase girl would prove helpful in analysing the entire predicament he was in and once resolved he would simply leave. Sounded logical enough.
A crunch of gravel in the distance pulled him out of his thoughts. Glancing at his Rolex he observed that she had been only three minutes and had therefore been granted the privilege of his company. He sipped at his coffee indifferently.
She sat down beside him, dropping her folder at her feet as if it were a large brick and with an irritating rustling noise she unwrapped her breakfast. Cinnamon buns. Sesshoumaru’s nose wrinkled delicately for a split second.
“So...” She began. It had been too much for Sesshoumaru to assume that she would be silent during this particular morning. Nevertheless he had never assumed such a thing, being the man he was.
“What made you decide to take your coffee for a walk in the park?” She asked, a grin slapped on her face. A lame attempt at humour. He didn’t reply. She shrugged and took a bite out of her breakfast, chewing with a thoughtful expression on her face.
Despite only knowing her little, Sesshoumaru’s powers of observation were sharp enough to deduce that a barrage of words were about to leave her mouth. Any other man would have braced himself. Sesshoumaru merely sat in expectation, counting down the seconds to the moment when he would again, be proven right.
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Yeah, so I was all set for a nice, awkward conversation with this dreamboat, when I realized that he had been seeking me out this time...and I had happily obliged! Stupidly obliged more like! Damn, was I slow at grasping these things...
I had to break it down for myself to understand: I liked him. I had asked him out. Twice. He accepted, then rejected my advances/friendship/everything and I was crushed. Then outside my apartment there was a weird moment when he didn’t seem too sick of me. Then he treats me like a stranger yesterday in the cafe. Afterwards he joins me on a park bench just to listen to me talk. Today, the same thing is happening.
Why had I not noticed something was very wrong here!? He was just playing with me, toying with my feelings! I mean, one moment he’s acting like he doesn’t mind being with me, and the next moment he’s treating me like some bogey that’s been wiped on a wall!
I was sitting there chewing on my lovely cinnamon bun just mulling these things over in my head and feeling just the teensiest bit annoyed. Which was a bit odd because in Sesshoumaru’s presence I usually feel like jelly that’s been left outside for a few hours. I found it just a little bit irritating that I had to go out of my way to please him while he could trample all over my self-esteem without giving it major thought.
“Um, Sesshoumaru? May I ask you a question?” I started, experiencing the slightest twinge in my vital organs when his piercing amber eyes flickered in my direction. I needed to get a hold of myself! I took his silence as a sign to continue.
“Do you treat all the women you know with the same....courtesy....as you have treated me? I mean, I don’t want to sound judgmental or whiny or anything. I’m just genuinely curious.”
His gaze held mine for some seconds more and his mouth turned up in a smirk. I carried on.
“It’s because....well...you may not have noticed, but I do have feelings and all. That night at dinner you went through so many mood changes that I was almost certain that you took me out on a ‘pity date’. The thing is, I know your type and that’s not something you would do because your enormous ego would never allow such a thing.”
Sesshoumaru was looking ahead now, face impassive and eyes cold. He wasn’t even going to bother answering back! What a...what a...GAH!
“What is it with your attitude?” I burst out angrily, earning a glance and a raised eyebrow from the silver haired man sitting beside me. No more nice Rin now...I was hungry for the truth and I was tired of having my feelings being played with. Sure, I felt a forceful attraction but I wasn’t going to let myself be treated so unfairly by him. He was engaged to be married, yet he acted so unlike a committed man. At times I could almost be sure there was a real human being there and not just an ice statue, but I was fed up of guessing his motives. Right now I needed to know if he was actually interested or simply wasting my time.
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His coffee drunk and his mind processing the Ayase girl’s words, Sesshoumaru could do no more than remain seated and silent. After all, what did he have to say to her? She reserved no right to ask him to justify his behaviour, nor had she the right to question him about it, least of all admonish him. It was amusing however, to realize how much he had affected her.
“Do you really think it’s fair to play games with someone like this, to spend time in their company and then brush them off as if they were an annoying insect?” she continued, her face heated and rosy with irritation. It was definitely a side of her he had never seen. Her fire was oddly refreshing in comparison to Risa’s sarcastic arguments and lectures. Sesshoumaru felt a little disturbed with his current train of thought, and determined that silence was no longer a smart strategy.
“I’ve never met someone as confusing as you. You ask me to a restaurant and then you question my intentions as if I were a criminal, THEN at my apartment you...you...SEE WHAT I MEAN? Your moods change more than a woman on PMS!”
“You didn’t seem that affected by my behaviour.” He countered, his voice low and smooth. The Ayase girl spluttered with shock. “NOT AFFECTED!? How would you feel if someone played games with you like that? If they asked you out and then rudely told you you’re practically a nobody? Gah! You’re so....so-” She looked up and desperately tried to think of her next words.
“I’m so what?” Sesshoumaru asked, turning his head to observe her.
“So...Frustratingly enigmatic!!” She exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air passionately and bringing them down to cover her red face. “It’s all your fault.” She mumbled into her palms.
“So I see.”
The Ayase girl’s hands shot off her face and she turned to him. “I’m glad you see! It’s fantastic that you see how your whole ‘aloof’ behaviour is absolutely maddening, and how you are so very lucky to have found a woman to spend the rest of your life with because let me tell you, she is a saint for putting up with you...she’s my hero!”
It was an indescribable feeling. Sesshoumaru just stared at her as she pointed out his faults and insulted his personal choices, but there was no anger. He had no desire whatsoever to retaliate; rather, he was partially amused that this slight young woman would have the courage and tenacity to confront him. It was also clear that her feelings for him were not completely limited to an innocent friendship. But what was he doing here, acting like a reprimanded child? Why was he still listening to her? Why wasn’t he back at the hospital, answering his fiancée’s calls and slotting himself back into the daily routine that ruled his life?
He watched the girl as she continued to speak and a strange sensation came over him. He was not prone to strange sensations, and he controlled his emotions ruthlessly, however, this particular feeling was one that had begun growing and growing until it could no longer be ignored, despite his endeavours. What he also failed to ignore was the fullness of her rosy lips, her heated cheeks and her large brown eyes that sparked fire.
“…It’s not like I’m trying to force you to change or anything, you just need to know the difference between blunt, and downright rude because I’m sure I’m not the only person whose dignity has suffered from your kind words. And another thing-”
Before he could hold himself back, Sesshoumaru reached out and firmly grasped her chin, forcing her face towards him. The Ayase girl’s words were shocked out of her and her wide eyes stared into his. He gave her chin a small shake.
“Stop talking.” He said, voice low and husky. He pulled the girl’s chin towards him and his lips descended upon hers in an ardent, stormy kiss. She stiffened against his mouth, then gradually began to relax, opening her warm lips and allowing him full access. He brushed his tongue along her bottom lip but he refrained from going any farther.
Sesshoumaru broke away from her and stared straight ahead, letting go of her chin. Even though this method hadn’t been the one he had initially thought to use, it still proved effective in stemming the incessant flow of words that so characterized this girl. But what had he been thinking? He was never a man to act on impulses, nor was he free to. He had a future that was calculated to perfection and to his utmost convenience, so there was absolutely no room for silly, superfluous distractions like these. The spell this girl had put him under would be temporary, as was his present lapse of control.
“Excuse me.” He spoke, voice thick and deep. He abruptly stood and strode away, feeling her eyes on him as he put more and more distance between them. His lips still tingled and he was feeling deeply perturbed, but he ignored the sensation and tried to concentrate. Though it was damned difficult to, as he recalled the closeness, the warmth, the sweet taste and a detail he hadn’t noticed before: a spatter of freckles on the girl’s nose.
As the General Hospital loomed closer, his thoughts and heart rate returned to normal and he felt himself cool. With his mind back to the way it was he realized that his action hadn’t been a reckless one, motivated solely by impulses. He had gotten himself more involved than he liked to think.
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My cinnamon bun was lying abandoned in the grass beside my feet and I stared at Sesshoumaru’s retreating back until he completely disappeared from sight.
WHAT. JUST. HAPPENED.
I lifted my fingers to my mouth, forgetting that my hands were sticky from the bun but not caring anyway. He had....kissed me? Why? My thoughts were all jumbled up and the rest of my body was stiff from the shock, but that didn’t stop me from replaying the scene over and over again in my head and trying to make sense of it. What could possibly have come over him to spontaneously make that contact?
I mean, there I was blurting out all sorts of complaints and accusing him of practically everything when all of a sudden he grabs my chin and...and...
Gosh, he was a wonderful kisser.
What was I saying!? He was practically married and that would make me the...other woman! Oh dear, this wasn’t right at all. Wait, could I be the other woman even if he wasn’t married yet? What’s it called if you make out with a man who has a fiancée? Cheating!? Oh my gosh, I felt terrible. But just reliving that kiss was making me melt inside, recalling the soft, persuasive touch of his warm mouth and the feel of his hot tongue...WAIT, I really shouldn’t be thinking about this! I needed to get to work!
I shot off the park bench, grabbing my folder and clattering off in my heels praying I wouldn’t be too late.
Fortunately I only arrived five minutes late, but I can’t say the rest of the morning was as fortunate. I simply couldn’t concentrate! My stupid brain had the kiss scene on a loop and would spaz out if I tried to think of something else, like WORK. How could I be so affected by Sesshoumaru’s kiss? It was obvious that he managed to quickly pull himself together and forget the whole thing. I mean, I suppose he must have forgotten. I wish I knew what he was thinking!
I still sensed his delicious fragrance around me, fresh and slightly musky, making it ever so hard to put the event out of my mind. What was this man doing to me? My insides would become tingly whenever I thought of him and whenever I saw him. It was those eyes...beautiful amber eyes that were so stern and cool. Or his long silver hair that I was aching to run my fingers through. Maybe his wonderful scent or his strong, masculine figure. Dang, it was all of him! I just wanted to run home and cry out in despair. Even if there had been something there, call it a spark or some kind of ‘chemistry’, he would never be mine. He was already promised to someone else, someone who deserved him more and who matched him perfectly. As the image of his red haired fiancée sprang to mind, I felt a twinge of jealousy. I sat up straight at my desk in surprise. I had never been jealous in my entire life! Well, unless you count the time a dumped a pot of paint over some girl’s new Barbie doll in kindergarten because it was prettier than mine. But actually, this was a revelation, if I was jealous of Sesshoumaru it meant that my feelings ran deeper than I had previously thought. That was not good.
I realized I needed to quit while I was ahead, break it off, finish it or whatever. He was in no position to involve himself in this kind of situation, not while he had a fiancée preparing to spend the rest of her life with him. But just thinking about taking this course of action produced a painful tug at my heart. I was falling so hard for this man that I didn’t want him to be snatched from me...even though there was practically nothing happening between us. I sighed and shook my head in an attempt to empty my head of these silly thoughts. It didn’t work.
During lunch break with my two wonderful yet nosy friends, I couldn’t focus on the food in front of me. Instead I stared off into space until the girls picked up on it.
“Rin! You’re not even touching your pasta! Is anything wrong?” Exclaimed Yue, looking at me with wide eyes. Reika nudged her and whispered loud enough for all three of us to hear.
“Yue! Don’t you see Rin is suffering from the very common ailment, man troubles?”
I blushed furiously, causing both girls to shriek with laughter and excitement.
“Oh my God, Rin! Why didn’t you tell us! Lemme guess, it’s the doctor, right? Am I right, am I right?” asked Reika eagerly, bouncing up and down in her seat, her short, pixie-cut hair bobbing with every movement.
“Well...yes. But it’s not what you think!” I blurted out. “It’s not like we’re seeing each other, remember he’s engaged to be married.”
Reika and Yue gave each other sly looks and smirked. Yue leaned forward, her little bunny nose twitching in anticipation. “Come on Rin, you can tell us, no need to keep something this juicy a secret.”
I sighed and pushed my lunch away from me, appetite completely lost. “Ok, I’ll tell you but you’ve no right to judge me.” I warned. They both nodded their heads vigorously and moved their chairs closer.
“This morning I bumped into him at the park, and he agreed to sit with me for a few minutes while I ate some breakfast, you know, I always stop by the café when I’m early for work for a nice hot pastry or something. Anyway, I was sitting there with him and I started, well...arguing about something, long story, tell you guys another time, when he stopped me and and...and-”
“And what?” both girls asked simultaneously.
“He...kissed me.” I finished, in a rather confused voice. The girls squealed and clapped. I shushed them, looking around the lunch room and seeing a few bewildered stares.
“Girls, I know it sounds like this great thing, but I don’t think we should be celebrating, the guy is going to get married after all.”
As though completely ignoring what I had just said, Reika asked, “So, what was the kiss like?”
I gave in this time. “Wonderful. Confusing. Terrible!” I dropped my head forward onto my arms with a groan. “It was like he actually had feelings for me...it was all so warm and tingly. But I know I have to forget about it because he’s going to spend the rest of his life with someone else.” I abruptly lifted my head.
“But you know? I’m okay with that. It’s a new experience and it will give me something to look back on fondly when I’m older.”
“Oh Rin...” Sighed Reika, shaking her head. “You and your optimism. Life’s not as simple as fairytales, how do you know he’s going to spend the rest of his life with his fiancée and live ‘happily ever after’? If he’s doing something like this with you, don’t you think it’s because he’s not satisfied in some way with his future wife?”
That did make sense. “But how do I know he’s not just playing games with me?” I asked, genuinely worried.
“You said the kiss felt sincere, right?” Yue enquired.
“Well, yes...it did seem that way.”
“Then you have to see how thinks develop. Don’t you do anything, don’t call him, don’t look for him. Let him come to you. If he does, that means he’s not ready to marry this other woman. If he doesn’t...then you can move on, Simple!” Reika beamed, proud of her own advice. Though actually, it was pretty good advice.
“You’re right! That’s exactly what I’m going to do.” I smiled back. Still, the knots in my stomach were still tied and a flutter of worry kept me from reaching out and pulling my lunch back in front of me.
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