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A First Time For Everything	By : MiztikalDragon Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Rin > Sessh?maru/Rin Views: 18537 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.

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Diclaimer: Why must I keep stating the obvious? We all know I do not own anything here, besides the endless rambling of a poor woman... If I owned, nobody would have loved it as much :)

This story is best while listening to the song "A lonely September", I feel it catches the mood of the story best. ENJOY!

"A Lonely September" Plain White T’s

"You’re late,"

Her sudden shriek made him smile, his amber eyes following her form as her wide eyes searched for him from the doorway which she stood. Long hair was pulled to the side, braided haphazardly and thrown over her shoulder, long wisps of black framing her still slightly chubby face, reminding him more than occasionally exactly how much of a gap there was between them in age. A black strap was slung over her other shoulder, a large backpack barely noticeable from his current position and several bulging plastic grocery store bags in her hands undoubtedly filled with salty and sweet junk food she claimed she could not live without.

Watching her close the door behind her, he relaxed his annoyed stare to a lazy gaze as she disappeared into the kitchen, her nervous chuckling soft but audible. Pushing the errant strands of his silver hair behind his ear, he climbed to his feet, his hands brushing away the imaginary wrinkles on his slacks and shirt. If he truly thought about it, she was not late, not really; however, he could not help but tease her when the mood was right and the guilty blush he knew would be dusted across the bridge of her nose amused him.

"What are you doing now?" He asked leaning against the kitchen entranceway, his arms crossed loosely over his shoulders in mock irritation.

"Sesshomaru," she smiled brightly and he could not contain the grin that slipped onto his face. "Must you be so impatient?"

"Will you ever arrive on time Rin?" He replied smartly, eyeing the woman in his kitchen

"Low blow Sesshomaru," Rin eyed him back overdramatically as she put a bottle of orange juice in the large stainless steel refrigerator making certain to add a little sway to her hips. "It’s not like I can leave whenever I want to. You’re so mean to me!"

Rin’s pouting lips did two things to Sesshomaru, it excited him in a lustful way and his body ached to have her underneath him, or on top of him, which ever way she ended up and it made him want to chuckle at her childishness. There were little things she did that if any other woman tried it would disgust him and though it struck him as odd, he could not help the way he felt.

"Are you almost ready?" He asked curiously as he watched Rin open all of the cupboards and slam them shut, a bad habit he was still trying to break her of.

"Yeah," she dug into another plastic bag unearthing a box of something Sesshomaru knew would wind up on his floor one way or another and he silently shook his head. "I just gotta burn the popcorn and I’m all yours for the night."

This time he could not keep the chuckle from his throat as Rin puffed out her chest at her statement. Crossing the distance between them, Sesshomaru plucked the box of microwavable popcorn from Rin’s eager hands and held it just out of reach. If he wanted to keep his kitchen smoke-free and not have to replace his microwave for the third time he was going to have to be in charge of keeping Rin from his microwave. A mistake he had somehow allowed himself to repeat several times.

"I’ll get the popcorn, you can put the movie into the DVD player. I don’t need a repeat of last time." He chastised her smacking her butt lightly as she went to pout again, her arms pulling at his t-shirt hoping to get the box back.

"You are so mean!" Rin punched Sesshomaru in the arm as retribution, her mock anger making his eyes roll as he punched in the correct buttons on his microwave. "I don’t know why I sleep with you!"

Her tone was playful from the living room and he chose to file her comment away in his mind for a later date. There would be time to tease her about her poor choice of words and even make her beg for mercy and wish she never said them out loud. The corners of his lips tipped again in a lopsided grin as the microwave dinged and carefully to avoid the billowing steam, he dumped the popcorn into a large bowl before heading to the living room.

Rin was sprawled out on the couch, her arms and legs spread out to cover the entire length of the couch, her eyes challenging him playfully and stood silent for a moment, watching the way she squirmed under his headed gaze, her chest rising and falling quickly. Her teeth worried on her lower lip and the sudden urge to kiss her was almost undeniable. There were days she purposely tried his patience and though tonight he knew she was playfully pushing buttons, he did not think she knew the consequences her actions would have.

"Scoot over," his hand lightly smacked her hip as he put the bowl on the coffee table next to the bottle of water and can of soda Rin had taken from the fridge.

"What if I don’t wanna?" She was a devil in disguise he told himself, desperately trying to count backward from one-hundred as his eyes caught the bare flesh of her abdomen peeking out from under her shirt.

"Then I will be forced to break my promise," he replied noticing the husky tone his voice had taken.

Rin sighed heavily after an attempted staring contest and pulled herself up to a sitting position. "You think that really scares me? One day you’ll give up this façade of protecting my virtue and then the fun will really begin."

"Rin," Sesshomaru groaned sitting next to her, his hand reaching for the remote to turn on the movie waiting for them. She literally would be the death of him with those words and though he knew he could, he was unwilling to go back on his word.

"What?" she was like a tired cat as she lounged against him, her arms wrapped around his chest and her legs tangling in his, making herself comfortable and it relaxed the bones in his body. "One day you won’t have your guard up and won’t be able to fight against me and my bad touch football. Promise or not, it will happen, even if I have to rape you."

If he had had anything in his mouth he would have spit it out in disbelief. Somehow around Rin Sesshomaru was barely able to keep a hold of his cool and stoic façade and though it was unavoidable alone with her, it scared him when she did it in front of others. She was able to rile him up or surprise him with her random and bright personality, it made his step falter of what he had always behaved and he had not quite decided whether or not it was a good thing.

Sometime after the opening titles Rin had stopped rambling needlessly about this and that, her head resting on his shoulder as she became engrossed in the movie he could not care less about. The only thing that mattered to Sesshomaru was the woman wrapped securely in his right arm and these movie nights he tuned out the film playing and focused his attention on Rin. She wore the expressions on her face like accessories, each one stunningly clear and brilliant and it left him wondering how she found her way to him.

She was seven years younger than him, barely in her senior year of college and somehow the fates had thrown her at him like a tidal wave and at first he had nearly drowned in everything that she was, fighting and flailing desperately trying to get to show and away from her. Now, he realized that his struggling had been pointless. She was her own hurricane and with him standing next to her, she made his boring, mundane life seem a little more interesting.

Never before had he dated a girl with her repertoire, or lack thereof. In fact most of the women from his past had been a cold and calculating as he perceived himself to be, a constant battle for control, a growing back draft that would explode and incinerate everything in its path. With Rin there was nothing he needed to prove, no need to keep his hackles raised and it amused him that she thought he had his guard raised around her. It was true, that sexually yes, he did have to keep her within arms reach, but that would only be until her graduation and that was slowly coming around the corner with a quickness he was unprepared for.

She melted his cool exterior and made a home for herself in a heart he had almost believed never existed, burrowing deep inside him that he doubted he would be able to pull all of her out if this ended badly. It frightened him because if they ended up going their separate ways, he felt that Rin would be the only party able to eventually move on with maybe a few scratches, but nothing more. He did not know if he was able to close himself off again and start from ground zero again, not after tasting the vibrant and beautiful person that Rin was and he pushed those thoughts deep inside him. They were not things he could deal with, even if mentally. She had placed her anchors in him so thoroughly that if she left it would destroy him.

The movie credits drifted across the screen catching his attention and Sesshomaru sighed heavily glancing down at Rin. The popcorn bowl was trapped underneath one of her arms, the other clutching his leg, her head resting on his thigh and carefully he pulled the bowl from her grasp and set it back on the coffee table. Her legs were curled on the couch and it baffled him that she was able to trust him so implicitly with her safety and well being because it was something he could have never done. His fingers ran through her hair, the messy braid coming undone and though he knew his thigh would be numb sooner than later with how she was sleeping on it, he couldn’t bring himself to move her an inch.

It looked like it would be another night spent sleeping sitting up on the couch, uncomfortable and awkward, but it did not upset him in the slightest. The woman on his lap was quickly becoming the world to him, a spot of sunlight in a storm and the hope that Rin would become a permanent addition to his life. Sesshomaru felt strange staring down at Rin’s sleeping form. Strange because he had never known what love felt like, but he was beginning to think he was slowly learning it with Rin’s help.

He was falling and it felt perfect.

E/N: This may have come off as a little OOC, but I really loved it. The story for me flowed with the song, it literally was an instant click for me. YAYZ! Working on a few more, hope they will be finished sooner than later.
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