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Innocent Begginings
By: Maggz
Disclaimer: Ioor oor and own nothing
Author Note: If you read chapter 26 again, you'll see that Rin did NOT
lose her virginity to Kohaku... Anyway, don't forget to drop a line
Chapter 27: It’ll Only Hurt A Little Bit, I Promise
Waking up later, I found I’d rolled onto my belly - my favorite sleeping
position - with Kohaku’s leg thrown casually over my bottom. I turned my head
slightly to look at him and found him deeply asleep beside me, a soft snore
escaping parted lips. Smiling, I turned fully over onto my side so that I could
look at him without waking him up and found myself lying in the damp spot our
lovemaking had rendered. Grimacing, I looked about for something… anything to
lay upon and spying an old t-shirt of Kohaku’s flung carelessly over his bedsi
lam
lamp, reached for it and slid it underneath my hips.
Mumbling, sighing, then sweetly smacking his lips - he rolled to his back,
flinging an arm out by his side. I waited ‘til he seemed settled once again and
curled into his warmth, pulling the blanket securely around us and propping my
chin in my palm, watched him sleep.
I was in a daze about what had happened between us, I suppose it was just now
hitting home for me, just how close I‘d come to losing my virginity. He’d
promised that we weren’t going to fuck - THAT word made me blush for sure - and
he’d kept his word. Yet I couldn’t help wondering if what we HAD done wasn’t
just that… FUCKING! He’d brought me to orgasm and he had come only seconds after
me… his hot liquid spurts shooting thickly between my inner thighs, but only
there and no further. Like I said, he’d kept his word…
Looking at him, I felt a stirring of that same sweet feeling that had
enveloped me moments before and acting upon it, I lowered my head and pressed my
tongue softly over the bumpy sensitive ridge of his nipple. He moaned low in his
throat, quickly moving his hand down to dive underneath the blanket that covered
us. I watched with interest, my head lain on his chest as he appeared to stroke
up and down his penis, moaning a bit with each caress. Enjoying what I was
witnessing, I turned my lips toward his nipple once more and kissed him there,
allowing my tongue to lap over and over the tight bud until it sweetly puckered
beneath my attentions.
“Rin…”, Kohaku whispered hoarsely, turning toward me now so that he could
wrap me in his arms. “What’s going on?”
“Waking you up, Kohaku”, I whispered, pressing another juicy kiss to his so
very suckable nipple.
“Mmmmm… yeah…”, he sighed, trailing his fingers through my hair as I went to
the opposite bud to play around with it.
“You taste so good.”, I smiled against his skin. “Better than peanut
butter.”
A chuckle escaped him before he grabbed me and pulled me atop him, smiling up
at me.
“Better even than vanilla?”, he teased, his hands sliding up and down my
ribcage. I shivered then giggled, nodding at once.
“Even better than vanilla, Asada. Can you believe that?”
“I’ll take that as a compliment, Rin! Nobody loves vanilla better than you.”,
he laughed and pulled me down to him so that his nose pressed against my own,
our foreheads touching.
“Part of me wants to say I’m sorry, Rin.”, he whispered, his brown eyes
gazing deeply into my own before he pursed his lips and kissed me slowly and
deeply.
“I’M not sorry, Kohaku. Not even a little bit. I love you.”, I said, the feel
of his kiss still warm against my mouth. “I don’t want you to be sorry either.
Promise me that.”, I said.
“I only said part of me wasry, ry, Rin, not all and not even such a big part
at that, but I still feel a bit guilty. I mean, we’ve never been two to talk
over the differences in our ages, have we?”, he said, toying with a strand of my
hair.
“And we STILL won’t.”, I said firmly. “Please… don’t do this.”, I begged. I
didn’t want him regretting anything or pulling back from me. I needed him and I
reckoned he needed me just as much.
“Yeah, I know… but well… and this sounds stupid as hell coming from me right
now after all I said about your guard dog before… you know… Sesshomaru…”, he
stumbled over the words.
“Oh…”, I breathed, just the SOUND of his name in the same context with what
had happened between Kohaku and I made my heart stop.
Sesshomaru…
“Yeah…”, Kohaku sighed, brushing a hand through his own hair now.
“But this isn’t about Sesshomaru, Kohaku.”, I said at last.
“How can it NOT be, Rin? You love the guy and he’s so fucking in love with
you, it’s crazy!”, he frowned.
“You THINK that?”, I asked, dumbfounded. Did it show?
“Which part are you asking about?”, his frown deepened. “…really makes no
difference anyway, Rin. Both parts are true, aren’t they? You DO love him.”, he
said.
I lay there against him, breathing slowly in and out. What was I gonna say to
that? And how was I gonna explain to Kohaku that what I felt for the two of them
was totally different but no less powerful in my heart and soul when I didn’t
even begin to know HOW to explain it - I just knew that it was.
“He’s crazy about you. Anybody could see it.”, he continued as if I had
willed him to continue his train of thought. I hadn’t… I wouldn’t have. I wanted
him to hush but I couldn’t find the strength to even tell him THAT.
“What are you going to do about that, Rin?”, Kohaku asked after we’d both
lain there quietly for another five minutes or so. I’d trained my gaze on the
red glowing numerals of his alarm clock, barely registering the fact that I’d
been away from home for over four hours now. I briefly wondered if they were
missing me and dismissed the thought entirely from my brain. I couldn’t be
bothered with it, other things had taken precedence.
“Do?”, I whispered, leaning up so that I could look into his eyes once
more.
“Yeah? I mean… you said you aren’t sorry about what happened here with us.
Does that mean we just forget it and move on or do we accept it and continue to
sleep together? Do you tell Sesshomaru and have him come stomping over here to
bash in my brains? What?”, he asked gently.
“I’m not telling Sesshomaru… not ever. He’d be livid, Kohaku. You just don’t
know-”, I started.
“Yeah, Rin. I DO know. I’m sure you’re more aware of his anger than I am but
I can tell he’s a little hothead! Trust me.”, he smiled ruefully.
“I won’t ever tell him.”, I repeated firmly, my resolve strong.
“And us…”, he asked, reaching up to cup my cheek in his palm. “What if I told
you that I’m in love with you, Rin? What if I said I wanted us to be together
like this as much as we can be?”, he asked.
My breath caught and held as I tried my best to avert my gaze from his but he
had me firmly in his grip and I had no choice but to answer him.
“I love you too.”, I said honestly because I DID.
“I know you love me.”
“So what are you trying to do?”, I asked.
“Do? Nothing. I just wanted to know how you’d react if I told you that I was
falling in love with you, Rin. It’s different than LOVING you. You know? I love
you and I have for a long time. You’re my friend - one of my very BEST friends,
maybe even my closest friend so yes, I love you. And I know you love me. But
falling in love is something way different and you know that as well as I do.”,
he said.
“So are you… I mean… falling in love with me?”, I asked him hesitantly, my
heart beating loudly in my ears.
He smiled, bringing my face to his own as he pressed another sweet kiss to my
lips.
“I don’t know. Maybe… it all depends. I think we’ll just have to wait and
see.”, he answered.
“Oh.”, I replied weakly, unsure whether I was relieved or disappointed.
Right about then his mobile gave a sharp ring and I squealed in surprise,
making him laugh as he lifted me with him and crawled to the bottom of the bed.
Leaning over, he hauled his jeans up by a belt loop and dug in his back pocket
for the phone, clicking it open as he scooted back with me in between his legs
to the top of the bed once again.
“It’s Shippo.”, he said, checking out the caller ID before taking the
call.
I nodded, relaxed against him, and ran my fingers over his toned thigh,
hearing his breath come in and out as he listened to what was being said over
the phone. Dimly I was aware that they were planning to meet later out by the
school to play basketball before joining a few more of their friends to hit The
Met. I heard him click the phone closed and toss it to the other side of the bed
as he wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed the back of my neck.
“Wish you could go…”, he said, his hands sliding up to cup my breasts as he
gently thumbed the sensitive nipples.
“Yeah…”, I whispered, my body responding to his touch at once.
“We should get you home, Rin. God knows they’ll be worried sick. I’ll call.”,
he said and reached across me for his phone. I grasped his hand, pulling the
mobile from it and punched the numbers in myself.
Kikyo picked up right away and sighing gratefully, I explained to her that I
was running a bit late and asked to speak to Aunt Reika. She informed me that
she and Uncle Ichi hadn’t returned from their trip one village over to visit
Ichi’s sister. With a sigh of relief, I told her I’d be home in a few minutes
and let her go, climbing off the end of Kohaku’s bed to grab my clothes from the
floor.
“Everything ok?”, he asked as I disappeared into the bathroom to clean myself
up.
“Yeah. I should probably hurry home to beat them there, though. They went to
see Ichi’s sister earlier today… I’d forgotten about that.”, I informed him as I
located a wash cloth and began to clean myself.
“Yeah. Time kinda got away from us, didn’t it?”, he murmured from outside the
door.
“That’s ok. Everything will be fine.”, I said and washed out the cloth,
looking around for his laundry hamper. Spying it tucked underneath the towel
bar, I tossed the cloth in and prayed to God he just dumped his laundry into the
washer without looking - like I figured most men did. I couldn’t bear the
thought of him picking up the cloth I’d soiled… and then I started to laugh at
myself and the way my thoughts were racing from one thing to the next in no
recognizable order.
I’d slid into my panties and jeans, tucked into my bra and was pulling on my
blouse when I heard a muttered curse come from the bedroom. Tugging down my
blouse, I took a quick glance in the mirror, smoothing my hair into place and
opened the door to find Kohaku sitting on the floor, holding his bare foot and
wincing.
“What’s wrong?”, I asked, sinking to my knees in front of him.
“Stepped on a fucking TACK!”, he groaned, biting his lip. “Rin? Pull it
out!”, he grunted.
“ME?”, I squealed. “but Kohaku -!”
“I’m serious! If you don’t pull it out, I… well… shit!! Just pull it out,
Rin!”, he moaned, rocking back and forth as he cradled his injured foot in his
hands.
“Ok…”, I said and took his foot into my own hands, grasped the edge of the
tack and closing my eyes, jerked it out. Kohaku howled in pain, and I ran for
the bathroom once more, turning on cold water and grabbing a clean wash cloth to
run underneath the tap. Taking the wet, cold cloth back into the bedroom, I sank
down in front of him once more, noticing at once how pale he was.
“It’s ok, Kohaku.”, I said softly and reached for his foot, dabbing away the
blood that had welled there. I wrapped his foot in the cloth and went into the
kitchen for ice and a plastic baggie. Finding both, amazingly… I made a little
ice pack and took it back to him, helping him back up onto the bed.
“Hold this on it.”, I said and took the cloth from him to clean up the little
bit of blood that had spilled onto the floor. Hearing him groan, I watched,
startled as he fell back onto the bed with a sigh, his eyes fluttering closed.
He’d passed out!
“Oh my God!”, I moaned, remembering too late Kohaku’s aversion to the sight
of his own blood. Worried now, I ran over to grab his phone and punched up the
last received call… Shippo. He picked up on the first ring, laughing.
“What the hell is it NOW, Kohaku?”, he chuckled, obviously snacking on a bag
of chips from the sound of things. “And don’t tell me you’re not gonna make it
‘cause you SO are! You’ve not been back to The Met since that Hara fucked up
your party!”, he smacked into the phone. Any other time I’d have given him hell
for his rudeness but now wasn’t the time…
“It’s me, Shippo - Rin. Look, I need for you to get over to Kohaku’s right
away.”, I said, realizing I was shaking.
“Rin? What’s up?”, he asked, his tone changing at once. “Are you ok?”
“I’m fine. It’s Kohaku. He stepped on a tack and I got it out and there was
blood… not a lot but some and he saw it and now-”
“He’s passed out.”, Shippo finished the sentence for me. “I gotcha. Just hang
on, sweetness. I’ll be right there. I’m only five minutes away.”, he said.
“Where’s he at?”
“In the bed, right now. He looks like he’s sleeping.”, I said and started to
cry. I knew Kohaku had always said he was afraid of the sight of blood but I
hadn’t known the fear was that bad and I’d certainly never expected him to faint
dead away on me.
“Hey… Rin. It’s alright. Truly. Kohaku does this shit all the time. You
should see him we we play football or basketball. As much as he gets hit in
the nose, you’d think the idiot would get used to the sight of blood, right? But
NO!!! He faints dead away every single fucking time! I’m used to it. Just go
into the kitchen and get a glass of water.”, he said.
“To pour on him???”, I asked, horrified.
“Nope. To sit down and drink for yourself. I’m pulling up outside the
building right now.” he said. “Just go fix yourself some water and sit tight.”,
he said as he rang off.
I did, still holding to the phone for dear life as I listened for the sound
of Shippo’s truck. If anything, it was worse than Kohaku’s little Honda… you
could hear it coming a mile away. And sure enough, I heard it as I grabbed a
glass from the dishwasher and ran some water into it from the tap.
Hearing the pounding of Shippo’s feet as he jogged up the steps, I ran to the
door and jerked it open, crying harder as soon as I spied him there. Taking his
hand, I drug him into the bedroom where a groggy Kohaku was just then opening up
his eyes, mumbling incoherently.
“Let me go get something, Rin. I’ll be right back. Just stay put.” Shippo
said and ran back into the kitchen. Hearing Kohaku groan, I sat down near him on
the bed and took his hand, looking down at him.
“Rin?”, he mumbled, his tongue darting out over his dry lower lip.
“Sorry.”
“Oh Kohaku!”, I cried and scooted around until I had his head cradled in my
lap, stroking his hair away from his face. “You scared me!”
“I… sorry.”, he whispered. “You know… bl… ugh!”, he groaned again, shuddering
as he closed his eyes.
Just then Shippo popped back into the room, a bottle of household ammonia
tucked underneath his arm. His eyes lit up when he saw that I’d stopped crying
long enough to tend to Kohaku.
“He’s awake.”, I said.
“Don’t matter. He still needs this.”, he said and twisted the top off the
ammonia as he walked over and took a seat near me on the edge of the bed.
“What are you doing?”, I asked, cradling Kohaku’s head against me as I made
to shield him from whatever Shippo had in mind. With him, one could never
tell…
He laughed then, shaking his head at my protective position over Kohaku.
“Rin, I ain’t gonna hurt him! This is to wake him up GOOD! Don’t worry, I
have to do this so much that it’s like second nature now. Hell, I’ve even got a
bottle of this shit in my TRUCK! It won’t hurt him, I swear.”, he said.
“Ok.”, I replied, reaching for Kohaku’s hand as Shippo moved in closer with
the opposing bottle of ammonia. Quickly he tucked the cap underneath his nose
and with the very next breath, Kohaku’s eyes flew open and he jerked in my
arms.
“FUCK!!!”, he shouted hoarsely, swinging at Shippo where he sat on the edge
of the bed. “You KNOW I hate that shit!”, he growled, swiping a hand over his
face.
“So? Quit fucking being a pussy!”, Shippo laughed, scrambling off the bed as
Kohaku started to go after him.
“RIN is still behind you, dumbass!”, Shippo laughed, running back toward the
kitchen with the ammonia bottle held aloft. “Watch yourself!”
Kohaku turned around, his face still pale and smiled sheepishly at
me.
“You scared me.”, I whispered, clinging to him.
“I’m sure I did. I forgot, you‘ve never seen me pass out. I hate being this
way but I can’t seem to help it.”, he said, lifting my face in his hands and
pressing his mouth to mine. “Sorry…”, he murmured.
“Ahem...”, Shippo cleared his throat from the doorway and we both looked up
to find him grinning from ear to ear as he sipped from a cold can of beer he’d
filched from Kohaku’s fridge.
“Can you take Rin home?”, Kohaku asked, hugging me closer.
“Sure. You ready, Rin?”, Shippo asked, taking another gulp.
“Yeah. You ok, Kohaku?”, I asked.
“I’m ok. You better run along, Rin. I don’t want you getting into more
trouble because of me. Scoot!”, he said and I obeyed, moving away from him. At
the last minute, he grabbed my hand and pulled me back toward him, pulling me
down until he could whisper in my ear… away from the curious eyes of Shippo who
still stood observing us as he finished up his beer.
“I’ll call you later. Promise. You’re ok? I mean…”, he asked, pulling back to
look into my eyes.
“I’m ok. Call me.”, I said and kissed him quickly as I backed away from the
bed. Reaching for my shoes, I turned to Shippo and smacked him a quick one
against his head. “You’re so damned nosey!”, I frowned. “Let’s go!”
Laughing, he tossed his empty beer can to Kohaku and followed me out the
door, teasing me every step of the way.
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