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Strange Love	By : Nelsonbannaba Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Jaken/any female Views: 4996 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I don�t own Inuyasha.

AN: Yes, I am still writing this ficcy. After all of your sweet flames and reviews *sniff, sniff* I just didn�t wish to disappoint. So, despite the fact that writing this story is slowly making me mentally challenged, I write on. All for you, my dear readers, and especially for the best, and the greatest, and did I mention the best-est, Greaterbeast_Xellas with the sexy rat tatts.

I�ll post little tidbits for individual reviews at the end, but I did want to mention to Alvida that, NO, I have not put a lot of work into writing the inner workings of Jaken and Rin�s minds. Each chapter has been exceptionally fun and giggly to write. That is, until Sesshoumaru came into the story. He�s difficult to write so I did have to put thought into the last chapter, but not any of the others.

That�s right. Sesshoumaru, you are such a bitch! (to write)

So we begin�

Rin awoke to the sounds of voices, deep tones intermixed with the high keening tones of an excitable Jaken, and, out of habit, she immediately sat upright, scooting off of her futon and hurrying towards the door. After many years with her youkai companions, she had come to expect certain things to occur. Among those more common were bickering arguments with Jaken, the occasional drop in Sesshoumaru�s ever present fa�ade into an angry grimace when the two of them became too outrageous, and Sesshoumaru�s fairly frequent and unpredictable absences. However, there were also less common, but as yet expected occurrences. One of these was that Jaken and Sesshoumaru would occasionally depart for several days and leave Rin behind. She couldn�t help but suspect that they were planning one of these now since why else would Jaken be up so early and why else would Sesshoumaru-sama be conversing at length with the imp?

When Rin was younger, this separation had occurred more frequently and Rin would be left in the dubious care of Ah-Uh for short periods, usually never longer than a day or so. However, after several close calls with roving youkai and one roving little girl, the retainer and his lord quickly learned that this was not at all practical if they meant to keep her alive. For years after realizing this very thing, Sesshoumaru made it a habit to always include Rin in their travels whenever possible. And, when it was not possible to include his young ward due to danger or fear of embarrassment, Jaken was left behind to mind her in his own absent-minded fashion.

There were a few minor disasters which occurred over the years�Rin getting lost, Rin getting kidnapped, Rin somehow getting involved in the fray during a battle. But with each passing year, all three of them adjusted and slowly developed ways in which to prevent these little mistakes. Rin, for one, matured and became better able to remain out of sight and unmonitored during fighting. She learned that her Sesshoumaru-sama was, indeed, a formidable foe and therefore resisted the urge to interfere and rush out and �help� him during these times. Instead, a slightly older Rin contented her self with looking on and wincing, she never did forgo wincing at the violence, and enjoying the sight of her beautiful Sesshoumaru-sama gracefully and efficiently slaughtering his enemies.

As Rin made her way towards the front entrance, she struggled to pull the outer layer of kimono into place while subsequently shaking and finger-brushing her wild locks into place behind her ears. Her hair was simply not cooperating this morning, leaving Rin with a few long tendrils hanging into her eyes as she pulled the door open wide to reveal the imp and her master.

Neither of the two spared her a glance and she huffed at the strands of hair tickling her nose in frustration.

Jaken and Sesshoumaru were now talking in low, hushed tones, an indication that, though they gave her no sign of recognition, they had sensed her approach and adjusted the volume of their conversation accordingly. As if it would matter if I heard what the two of them were discussing. It is so annoying to be left to feel as some sort of outsider. Haven�t I proved my loyalty on several occasions?

Continuing to straighten her hair and clothes, Rin looked for signs in the youkai�s faces of what they might be discussing. Sesshoumaru-sama wore the same expression which he always had�slightly bored and reserved. If she did not know any better after many years of association, she might believe that he was not attending to what the imp was saying. But she knew better, he was listening to Jaken and one could be assured that he would continue to do so until such point as he had turned his eyes away and moved on, leaving Jaken sputtering after him.

Not that Jaken ever has anything of much importance to add to any conversation, Rin laughed to herself at her friend�s expense. She had spent too much time around the imp to feel any reservations about this, since Jaken was usually the first one to tease and taunt her for any faults. Despite this, the two had grown used to one another and, eventually, this familiarity had turned into a strange sort of friendship. Rin immediately stopped the direction that her thoughts were taking. She would not allow her thoughts to stray to another very strange relationship which had developed between the two of them. She refused. She forced her thoughts instead to the beautiful dog demon who now standing directly across from Jaken. This pleasant diversion had never failed to suitably dominate her thoughts, at least so far.

Sesshoumaru-sama, though a common target for affection and hero-worship for both her and Jaken, could not be provided with any label as simple and compact as �friend�. He was a protector, a guide, a hero, a provider, and the unrivaled and undisputed master of the three. Even after these many years, Rin was not certain of his feelings towards his two loyal followers. His actions, however, were quite clear. He was always there to shield her from harm, though sometimes he was a tad late.

Sesshoumaru held tight to a very strict and unbending approach when provoked into a confrontation with an enemy, especially when his sense of �honor�, as Jaken called it, had been impinged, which seemed to be often. Rin did not have much knowledge of how an aristocratic youkai such as Sesshoumaru was expected to conduct himself. But over the years she had gained some loose concept of how it worked and it seemed to her like a highly stylized dance where both parties took their turns advancing and retreating, even at the cost of maintaining the upper hand. But First, Sesshoumaru would spend a short time mulling over the current situation, as if to show that he was neither hotheaded nor eager. Next he would confront the root of the problem, usually through some choice dialogue if it were an intelligent demon, such as Naraku had been. After trading a few insulting remarks, the two would engage in physical conflict. It was only after this show of force that Sesshoumaru would turn his sights toward Rin. It was no matter that she had to wait, she supposed, since he always keep her from harm�s way, eventually.

Rin musings on the youkai lord were finally interrupted by a sudden gesture made by Jaken in her direction. Sesshoumaru turned towards her, his golden eyes settling on her for the briefest of moments before he turned his eyes to stare, once more, into the space above Jaken�s head. For several minutes, Rin stood by and watched the two in conversation, not wanting to interrupt, nor wanting to miss what would happen next.

When the two were conspiring like this, it almost always ended in an imminent departure, leaving Rin behind for one reason or another. The thought of Jaken and Sesshoumaru traveling alone together suddenly annoyed her. Why should I be left behind, after all? Why would I not be a suitable companion as well?

A strange, tight feeling worked its way into the pit of her belly. The two had stepped beyond the well, but she could still see that Jaken was hopping up and down excitedly, gesturing wildly towards the South. She heard Sesshoumaru respond curtly in his deep baritone, leaving Jaken looking up at him, speechless.

That look, Rin thought angrily, he is looking at Sesshoumaru-sama with such longing and admiration. It�s sickening, really, does that toad think of nothing else when Sesshoumaru-sama is near?

At this, Rin felt a flash of something. She felt a burning sensation in her eyes, as if tears were threatening to make wet, hot trails down her smooth cheeks. She immediately recognized this emotion as jealousy. She disliked the bitter emotion, but what was worse, she could not discern whether or not her jealousy was directed towards Jaken or Sesshoumaru, or both. The two of them together had fired jealousy in her before, but not this white-hot angry jealousy that made her grind her teeth and clench her fists ineffectually.

How she wished for simpler days, when her feelings had been much easier to sort through and tag with neat little labels such as, love, admiration, friend, lover. Now these labels seemed to blur and blend with one another, creating a regular cornucopia of feelings milling around in her gut which left her feeling decidedly nauseous.

How many more times will I be forced to regret my actions regarding Jaken before things return to normal once again? Rin wondered about this, feeling strangely helpless and complacent at the same time. She preferred that they would simply go away on their own. She was not overly fond of taking action. Her even-tempered and tolerant nature had served her well thus far. Why change that now?

Perhaps I will merely have to trust in Kami that this will all blow over soon and things will be as they once were. Until then, I only hope that Sesshoumaru does not realize what has transpired between ward and servant.

Later that evening, Rin huddled beneath the covers of her futon with strict orders to stay inside after sundown. She kicked and she thrashed, restless and unable to fall asleep.

She could see the full moon through the high window and could hear the calls of the night birds. She tried to concentrate on their soft, keening voices, hoping sleep would overtake her, but she only lay there wide-eyed and fidgety.

I wonder what Jaken and Sesshoumaru-sama are doing right now?

Even as she thought this, she knew it to be a silly question. Jaken would be snoring, possibly blowing bubbles of saliva in his sleep (not one of his more savory habits) while Sesshoumaru would be sitting against a tree, his gold eyes distant and glowing in the firelight.

Why in the hell did they have to leave me behind? Am I such an abhorrent traveling companion? Jaken will most assuredly be using this time alone to garner favor with Sesshoumaru-sama, dragging that damn beak of his in the dirt in a show of submission.
Despite her bitterness, she could not help but giggle at this image. She had witnessed this behavior many times, after all. It was both strange and unnerving that it would suddenly bother her.

Why can�t Jaken show some backbone occasionally. Sesshoumaru-sama surely can not care for his disgraceful displays of humility. If he thinks he is good enough for me, how can he continue to humiliate himself so? Does he think so little of me that he would forget what we shared and degrade himself over another who would never even consider him as an equal?

Rin was shocked by her last thoughts. What was she thinking? She did not belong to Jaken, and he certainly did not own her. This was ridiculous. He was an imp. A small, toady, disgusting, ugly imp. He was not her lover. Actually, he technically was her lover, but the point was, it had been an accident.

You mean you just accidentally �slipped� into Jaken�s waiting arms five or six times?

Rin suddenly felt sick. Nothing made sense anymore. It was as if she had mated with an animal and suddenly found that she had feelings for the dumb beast. Sex apparently could wreck havoc on one�s emotions. And yet, Jaken was not dumb beast. He was just as worthy of love and affection as she herself was and, as well, he was her friend. He did not deserve to have her thinking such low thoughts of him. Who was she, after all, to say that she was better than he? Why, because she was human? Because she was more physically beautiful?

To some, I might be considered less than Jaken and look just as reprehensible. Sesshoumaru-sama certainly has not taken any interest in me, either.

The reminder sent a pang through her chest, despite herself.

Sitting up, she decided to end her self-inflicted torture and take a walk outside to get her mind off of this predicament which she was sure had no real solution.

Rin paused in the doorway and surveyed the empty grounds, more for her own pleasure than to search for any hidden threats.

The moonlight colored the dusty areas around the well a dull silver, glinting off its roof and off of the waving grasses surrounding the grounds. The forest beyond was a dark silhouette, a boundary that was strangely beckoning. This was the one thing that she actually enjoyed about their leaving her here alone. With her safety net absent, the world around her was suddenly more dangerous and mysterious and exciting, all at once.

She stepped out onto the ground below, her bare toes curling into the cool earth. The chill of the night breeze crept beneath her undergarments, causing her skirt to billow upwards. The sensation was invigorating. She tossed her hair wildly, a sense of abandon overtaking her. Like some untamed colt, she dashed madly in the direction of the hot springs.

By the time she arrived, the grip of her wild fancy had loosened its hold and she slowly edged her way through the tall grasses towards the edge of the hot spring. She shivered as the warmth of the spring settled around her feet. She quickly removed her clothing and eased herself into the spring.

Rin did not realize she had drifted off to sleep in the spring until the sharp snap of a nearby tree branch echoed through the forest and startled her out of her sleep. She looked around wildly, the vestiges of her dream-world making it difficult to tell fantasy from reality at the moment. There were snake youkai slithering all around me, their eyes the color of blood. She shook her head in attempt to rid herself of these gruesome images.

A green and brown blur raced by her and dived into the grasses. Jaken? She rubbed her eyes, wondering if this was another part of her dream, or if she had just seen Jaken race by her and attempt to hide.

There was one way to find out.

�Jaken�

Her query was met with silence. She tried again, this time a little louder.

�Jaken!�

Again, there was silence. She was beginning to feel foolish for calling out to an empty forest. She hugged her arms around her chest, covering her exposed breasts. She was certain that she could feel eyes on her. She shivered.

�Jaken,� she tried again, this time in an uncertain, fearful voice. She ducked down into the water until the surface was just below her nose in a vain attempt to hide.

�Alright, you blasted girl. It is me. Why could you not leave well enough alone and allow me to slip away, saving the both of us the embarrassment.�

Jaken�s head appeared above the grasses and he spent a moment dusting off his clothing before approaching the spring.

�EEP! Jaken, what are you doing here?�

�What are you talking about Rin? You knew I was here. Why else were you calling to me so persistently?�

�Well, yes, I knew someone was there but I was not sure. I only hoped it was you.�

�I see.� Jaken chuckled at her statement and resisted the urge to respond with a teasing remark.

�Jaken,� Rin said warningly, �that came out all wrong. And you can just stay where you are. Don�t you come any closer!� Rin squealed as Jaken continued to advance.

�It is not as if you have anything that I have never seen before.� He paused in mid-step, realizing that propriety dictated that he should move no closer than this.

The implications of Jaken�s statement sent chills up and down her spine, tugging memories of their intimacy to the forefront of her mind. At the same time, the audacity of his statement made her angry.

That little, little�TOAD, Rin thought furiously.

She lifted her hand and SPLASHED, causing a spray of water to drench the imp.

�Why you little,� Jaken sputtered irately, but his beginnings of a tirade were halted by another spray of water.

Rin began giggling hysterically at the sight of the imp�s sodden clothes sticking to his skin, his hat hanging haphazardly off the side of his head. She continued to splash him again and again, laughing all the while. Despite the constant barrage of water, Jaken also could not help but laugh at her playful antics, his outrage forgotten. He fought his way blindly to edge of the spring and began to fight back with his own splashing, the warm spray causing Rin to retreat, still giggling, to the back of the spring.

One well-placed splash caught Jaken directly in the face. The look of shock on his face was only bested by the fact that his hat had worked its way off his head and was now floating upside down in the water bobbing like a toy boat. Rin�s tinkling laughter echoed throughout the dark forest.

Before Jaken had a chance to come to his senses and reach for his hat, Rin was lunging across the spring after it like some sort of playful water sprite.

�Rin, give that back this instant,� Jaken screeched, one hand rubbing the bare spot on his head. This only caused her to retreat again to the far end of the spring, sporting a mischievous grin.

�Rin, I said give that back or else,� Jaken bellowed again, causing her grin to widen even further.

That is, until Jaken began to shed his wet clothing.

�Or else I�ll have to come in and take it back myself!�

Rin sat there, dazed for a few seconds as Jaken dived into the spring now completely naked. He surprised her by surfacing directly in front of her. His bulbous yellow eyes locked onto her own and this time he was the one with the devilish grin.

In a panic, Rin scooted along the edge of the spring, still clutching Jaken�s hat to her chest. He darted around her and quickly blocked her escape route. Again, she struggled to escape his close proximately, this time towards the opposite end of the spring. As if on cue, Jaken was there in front of her, this time wading so close that their faces were mere inches apart.

Rin suddenly remembered the hat. She quickly tossed it towards the bank, hoping vainly that this was all that would be required to stop his advances.

Jaken hardly spared a glance in its direction. He inched forward and she could feel his breath against her lips. He placed his arms on either side of her, effectively preventing a clean escape since she was already flush against the embankment.

There would be no slipping away and running. If she were to get out of this predicament, she would have to confront Jaken.

Unfortunately, Rin could not think of anything to say.

�Rin,� Jaken�s voice was soft and husky, and he pressed his body against hers. The touch of him was quite warm, even more so than the warm water surrounding them both.

�Jaken, I wasn�t planning for any of this to happen.�

With her statement, he eased off of her slightly, though she could still feel parts of him brushing against her, causing not-unpleasant sensations to spread across her chest and down her belly.

�I know. I was not either.�

�But you were here, watching me?�

�My appointed task was complete. I was sent back to watch over you. Is it not so different from how I have watched you many times before?�

Rin�s face reddened at this thought. The color on her cheeks made her all the more enticing, especially with the droplets of water hanging off her lashes and rolling down her cheeks. Jaken could not resist. He reached out and brushed the moisture off her soft cheek with his fingers. He trailed them across her full lips and then brought his fingers to his mouth and tasted them.

I should do something, I really should, Rin thought despairingly. But for some inexplicable reason her limbs refused to move and her lips refused to form the words of protest.

Her world seemed to close in on her as Jaken�s face edged ever closer. Is he about to try to kiss me? She did not have time to wonder at the awkwardness involved in the mechanics of this action before she felt his cheek brush her own and a warm wetness press against her lips.

His tongue curled against her own, longer and thinner than a human tongue, but the caress of its moist softness sent jolts of pleasure running through her. He pressed himself against her fully once again and the feeling of his nakedness rubbing against her own was delicious in its own right. Lower down, she could feel a sharpness pressed against her belly. At her swift intake of breath, Jaken smirked and proceeded to grind himself against her abdomen.

The strangeness of it all, the forbidden quality of their encounter, caused a delightfully sinful thrill to run through her body. �Mmm,� she murmured. She wrapped her arms around the imp�s waist and pressed herself back against him. Her head dipped forward, lax with pleasure.

She heard Jaken give a satisfied groan.

Obviously encouraged by her response, he pulled one of her hands free and under the water. She thought for a moment that he would put it over her sex, but instead he placed her hand firmly in between them onto his erect penis.

Jaken closed his eyes and pressed her fingers tightly around the length of him. Intrigued, she tried to guess at his intention and began to move her hand up and down across his member, still holding him tightly. This must have been correct for he threw his head back and wailed before pulling her hand away.

Rin felt the blood pumping hard in between her legs now. It was wonderful, she thought, that pleasuring another could also give oneself such pleasure. It was her turn to gasp as she felt his fingers probing inside her and pressing gently against bundle of nerves, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout her body.

It was only after he had entered her and was grunting and rocking heavily against her that Rin felt a brief feeling of amazement at the situation that they now found themselves in.

She had been taking an innocent soak in the hot springs. Jaken had arrived shortly thereafter to guard her as he had done so many times. How is it that they ended up in one another�s arms yet again?

Shoving these thoughts aside, Rin encircled her arms low around his waist and pressed him deeper inside.

Tonight, we might as well enjoy. Who knows what tomorrow may bring?

Who, indeed? Surely not one very stoic dog demon who would be returning on the morrow?

Surely not�

AN: Okay, okay, that there were some good smut! If you have read this far and not by covering your eyes during the sex scenes as one reader described, you might be interested in visiting the live journal community, Jaken_smut. The address is www.livejournal.com/users/jaken_smut. Go there and gawk at all the sexy Jaken photos. Join the community, if you dare, along with the handful of brave souls. Or just go there and laugh. It�s healthy to laugh once in awhile, even for sick-o�s like you, my dear reading public.

Muhahahaha! I will corrupt you all! Or perhaps it is you who have corrupted me with your reviews, flames, and entreaties to write more of this story which I was about to happily give up writing a few chapters ago. My LJ address is www.livejournal.com/users/nelson_bannaba. You may leave reviews or flames there as well, if you so desire. I will happily respond to any and every to my best ability. You know, fangirls are all over me so I am just *swamped* with fan-comments. Heh.
And a little update on my dear fianc�, Greaterbeast_Xellas. If only I wasn�t so jealous of her fascination with Jaken. But then, he is so studly that I suppose I�ll have to forgive her.

The next chapter will be short.

SilverWyrvern: But I do have lots of guts! I do, I do and yes, I am one to be admired, at least that�s what all my fangirls tell me. *grin* Glad you likey.

Red sky: Reading it again? Oh my, you might need to see someone about that. Or perhaps you can just keep coming back for more and become a Jaken perv like the rest of us! And that�s right, you would still read this even if I did something evil like give Rin a little green baby. You know you love me, babe.

Greaterbeast_xellas: RinXKohaku? Gods, who would read that dribbly shite. Not me. I�m a Jaken man, myself. I love your reviews, they inspire me so. They say that familiarity breeds contempt, but it only makes me love you all the more. *glomp, glomp, glomp�*

Dimepieceleo: You win a place in my personal Hall of Flame! Your excessive use of the word �nasty� warmed my little heart.

DPM: Why chase Sesshoumaru for ages when you can have PERVY SEX WITH JAKEN right away, I ask you!

Shard: Jaken is getting some �play� all right.

Mely: Damn straight. Jaken is my inspiration.

Greaterbeast_Xellas: Thanks for the birthday wishes. How bout Tahiti, dear one?

Penpalinu: Thanks for the peek into your mind. It�s nice to see where the story seems to be going with my readers. Give me ideas (muhahaaha)

Kerrigan: Possibly my favorite review yet.

Alvida: I know I�ve mentioned your review earlier, but also wanted to say that I�m glad you like the story and that you love Jaken as well. Sick but wonderful at the same time. Heh.

Muem: He�s cool like that.

=_=: Oh, you�ll be back. Trust me, you�ll be back. I liked this review so much I�d posted it in my LJ. And as for the flames, who doesn�t love flames? They are so much fun to read! (well, I guess not if you are writing a normal fic, but this is not a normal fic as you know)

Sessho-fan: *turns up air conditioner*

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