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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 Date
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, Sunday had arrived. And suffice to say I was nervously excited, knowing I shouldn’t be. A friendship is what I wanted to pursue with Dr Saotome, because at least I’d be able to see him regularly…enough. Also, who knows all the advantages that can bring being friends with a surgeon? The possibilities were endless, besides, thinking in this way made me feel a lot better about meeting with him. It felt more….legal. If you understand what I mean.
Being the silly girl that I am, I was ready at ten o’clock, leaving me with approximately one hour to make the five minute walk to the café. I’m brilliant I am. I sat on my sofa twiddling my thumbs and wondering what I could do in that time. No books, right now my attention was focused solely on the clock. Games? Yeah, ok. I picked up my phone and fiddled with it for a while, forever glancing at the time. Tick Tock, Tick Tock.
Ten fifty! Time to go.
I made it to Nee-Chan’s with four minutes to spare and I picked my usual table by the window. I told the waitress I was expecting someone and I sat back to wait, lifting my wrist for a look at my watch. A sudden frantic thought whizzed through my mind. Would he come? He was a busy man after all…
At eleven o’clock sharp he was here. He breezed through the door, and his cold clear eyes swept the place before landing on me. His expression indicated no recognition…or anything for that matter, but he came over to my table with that sensual stride of his. He was wearing a blue v-neck sweater and black trousers, shoes black and sparkling. I couldn’t help glancing down at the sleek leather belt he wore, that accentuated the masculine sway of his hips and made his walk even sexier. But wait Rin! It’s a friendship you’re after, and you’re lucky he even accepted this little invitation.
He sat down opposite me, eyes boring into mine. I caught a whiff of his cologne and it almost sent me into a daydream, of those kinds filled with fresh landscapes and setting suns. I smiled at him meekly.
“Hi Dr Saotome, glad you could make it.”
“Sesshoumaru.”
Huh? Sudden flashback to the nightclub, him asking me (in his special way) to call him Sesshoumaru outside of the hospital. Oh, Right.
“Yes…Sesshoumaru.” I fought against the slowly creeping blush. “What would you like?”
“Espresso.” Those eyes, were they ever warm?
“Um, anything else? I recommend the lemon cheesecake, it’s so good! Well, since you don’t seem like the blackforest gateau type. Oh! How about cinnamon buns?” I exclaimed, trying to be my normal, talkative self.
He merely stared at me. Was he bored? He certainly looked like it. I wasn’t counting on him being so unreceptive. I timidly cleared my throat and called for the waitress. I told her my usual order and his. I sat back, placing my hands on my lap and smiled at the man before me. He was so quiet! It was unnerving, as was the way he stared at me. Always analytical it seemed.
“So…” I started, “How long have you been in medicine?”
“Long enough.”
Real conversation starter, wasn’t he? Come on Rin, think! “Your fiancé, is she a doctor too?” Risky questions Rin, risky questions.
“Yes.”
Man, this guy was tough to please. It was like picking at a block of ice…with a fingernail.
I was determined not to let silence take over. “I take it you don’t care for desserts? Well, with you only ordering espresso and all, I’ve never been that hardcore myself.”
“I dislike anything sweet.”
“You don’t? Why?” I asked, genuinely surprised, my eyes widening. How can anyone dislike sweetness? I couldn’t survive two minutes without a bit of chocolate! He was just about to reply when our order arrived. Yum yum, gateau!
He calmly sipped at his espresso while I madly attacked my piece of cake. I didn’t really care at that moment what he thought of me, I was just intent on filling my belly with the rich dessert. I glanced up at him after my fifth forkful, and paused in my crazed chewing. He had his small coffee cup poised at short distance from his mouth and he was watching me with….amusement?
But as soon as I thought it, the look disappeared and he resumed his sipping. I was all set to forget about it and once more stab at my slice of cake when he spoke.
“What is your interest in me?” He asked with that deep, rich voice. I almost choked.
“Interest?” I gasped, blindly reaching for my latte and taking a large gulp. Damn it Rin, you’ve been caught! “No interest! I just wanted to thank you, that’s all. Besides, I can’t help being naturally friendly.” I grinned. Nice save.
“The wine was an insufficient gift I take it.”
Crap, I’d forgotten I’d already thanked him. Time to come out with the truth. Plus, I was tired of acting like a complete ninny around him and always making up excuses.
“Look, Sesshoumaru…” his eyebrows rose at the sound of my firm tone. “I like you, you’re a great doctor and you’ve helped me with my health issue, probably even saved my life. Ok so you’re not the cosiest, most outspoken guy I know, and I can tell you’re analyzing me right now, which is unnerving but I don’t mind that much. I don’t think any harm would come to us being friends. ” Shock horror! Curse my tongue.
“Friends.” He repeated, piercing me with his intense gaze. It was impossible to gauge his reaction.

Ok Rin…now what?

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There was definitely something about this girl…something that he was overlooking. Why else would he feel so curious?
Friends. Friends with a chattering female with an overly cheerful disposition? Not his type of choice. It would have been easy for him to reject her, but something held him back. Was it those large, warm eyes? That rosebud mouth that was never still? That petit frame and the milky white skin? He realized that he not only found her attractive, but he also found himself attracted to her. But why on earth would he be?
“Yes friends!” She exclaimed, those eyes widening. Sincere eyes. He listened to her now, explaining herself to him.
“I know I’m probably not your type of acquaintance…” something jolted inside him. She’d guessed his thoughts. She continued, “But you can never have enough friends…anyway you’ll probably get bored with all your stuffy old doctor buddies, I can’t imagine you lot having any fun.”
Sesshoumaru’s lip quirked. “Oh, I expect you believe you can persuade me into a more active lifestyle?” He said, sarcasm present just to provoke her.
“Exactly!” She beamed. His sarcasm had bounced right off her. With shining eyes she went on, “What must it be like to stay cooped up in that awful hospital all day? Pale walls, horrible sterile smell, cold air…you just wait till you hear my ideas on how to brighten up the place.”
Sesshoumaru finished his espresso, noticing that she had abandoned the last piece of her cake and was currently gazing expectantly at him. He focused on her smooth, pale face. Eyes so full of candor. He decided to amuse her. After all, it had been a while since he had conversed with anyone so animated. In fact, he’d never conversed with someone this animated. Risa’s words were often as cool and as to the point as his.
“Explain those ideas.”
Her smile was so brilliant and her teeth so perfect that he frowned from the consternation it brought him. He shouldn’t be feeling anything at all, but he was.
“Right, for the reception area I thought up a sort of mural to lead up to the waiting rooms that would ultimately be an underwater fantasy world. The mural in the reception area would be made up of smaller sea creatures, coral and the like, but no waves or anything because it might make patients seasick! Ok, so for the main waiting area you have the bigger creatures like dolphins and mermaids…even the odd scuba diver or two…”
As he listened to her go on and on he felt his initial resistance wear down. This girl with perfect breasts was proving interesting to him for something other than her breasts. She was proving interesting to him precisely because he was his complete opposite and therefore unpredictable, spontaneous…a welcome change. She didn’t care that he hardly spoke back, she could talk enough for the two of them. How unlike Risa, who would nag and fret whenever he offered her his cold one-word replies. He recalled the previous night and his rough lovemaking to her. He was right as always, Risa was too satisfied to interrogate him about his outing. She could handle his coldness then. But no matter how icy he became with this girl, she would remain unfazed, and plough on.
“…pediatrics would have more fantastical creatures like unicorns and dragons but nice cute ones so as not to scare the little children. Oh! And perhaps for geriatrics a sort of ‘memory mural’ with all sorts of objects from the past like jukeboxes and old fashioned-“
“Have dinner with me.”
Silence. His sudden proposal had surprised them both. The girl’s eyes were large and questioning. She swallowed.
“Dinner?”
He was compelled to remain silent and simply stare at her. The damage was already done and confirming or denying the invitation was an excessive action for him.
“Well…I…” She was lost for words it seemed, shockingly enough as it was.
“I shall collect you at seven o’clock sharp, Friday.” His voice was cool and smooth, as if it were a business appointment. She nodded, still a little dazed as she reached in her handbag for a pen and paper to scribble down her address. No phone number included, he noticed. He received the slip of paper and pocketed it, swiftly and purposefully glancing at his watch. His half hour was up. He stood and left without a word, striding out of the café the same way he had come in.
To hell with Risa. He could make up another excuse for her.
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“Sesshoumaru, I’m leaving town for three days. It’s absolutely essential for my career, this seminar. I make for Kyoto on Thursday evening.” Said Risa, over the phone. Sesshoumaru sat back in his desk chair and eyed the wine bottle that still sat unopened, in a corner of his surgery. So, an excuse wouldn’t be necessary this time. He didn’t believe in luck, he was too calculating for that, but it was a peculiar thing that Risa should leave Tokyo around the time of his dinner invitation with the Ayase girl. He brushed the thought aside.
“Mmh. Should I be alarmed or interested in your going?” He asked coldly. RIsa gave a little dry laugh.
“Sesshoumaru, you and your endearing displays of affection.” She said, scorn present in her tone.
Sesshoumaru rang off and put his cell phone back in his pocket. If she hadn’t been such a willing bed partner, or so indispensable in order for him to get her father’s position, he would have left her long ago. He wanted the job, he was sick of being just the surgeon. He knew very well the chief of medicine’s own reason for choosing him. And it wasn’t exactly or exclusively because of his expert hands or surgical experience. The chief was a greedy man, as was his daughter for other things.
What with Sesshoumaru’s father having been a corporate magnate and all. With his death, he had left an entire financial empire standing upon solid foundations and a legacy of billions too grand for anyone’s imagination. Sesshoumaru had stopped being part of that world when his father had handed everything over to his youngest son, Inuyasha. A bastard without scruples. Sesshoumaru had flown into a rage once he learnt of the decision. A whole empire at the hands of a brat whose mother had come from an obscure background. Despite having been offered some control of the corporation, Sesshoumaru had refused and walked away from it all, pursuing his deceased mother’s career instead, like she would have wanted. Running the empire had been his goal and ambition, yes...but he wouldn’t beg or settle for less when it was snatched from him.
He never spoke to his father again, and ten years later he was dead. Inuyasha had been at the head of the company for a year now but was nowhere near as ruthless as his father had been in the financial world. Sesshoumaru had the gift...but his father had ignored it. And now Taisho Inc. was suffering.
Sesshoumaru received his due every month, what with being a primary shareholder. But he did nothing with his money, refusing to give his brat brother any help with raising the company back up to its grand position.
And the chief of medicine knew that Sesshoumaru was the son of the industrialist that had made billions from virtually nothing. And it was clear that he wanted Sesshoumaru to take over as chief of medicine, since it would be the fastest and easiest way to guarantee the hospital’s finance. Or more importantly, the fastest and easiest way to fully retire with a fantastic pension.
Despite having abandoned the company for over ten years, Sesshoumaru still kept tabs on everything, like a second nature. He had grown up surrounded by stocks, big money and big investments, to him running a company this large was as easy as blinking. But he would never make a move to assist his half-brother in any way. His father had chosen, and it had been the biggest mistake of his life.
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“Yoohoo! Rin! Are you in there?”
I jumped out of my daydream and spotted Reika and Yue in front of me struggling to keep straight faces. I grinned sheepishly and picked up my pen to continue scribbling notes.
“Well, well, well...” smiled Reika, her short black hair looking splendid in the afternoon rays that spilled in through the office windows. “Looks like our Rin did hook up with that guy from resources.”
Yue clapped excitedly, “Oh my God Rin! Tell us everything.” Yue always reminded me of a bunny, with her little button nose and slightly overlarge front teeth, that did nothing to spoil her lovely smile. I giggled.
“What guy from resources? I never went out with him!”
Reika gasped. “Then...it’s someone else?”
I laughed. “Why on earth would you think that? What’s going on girls, hm?”
Yue quickly sat down on the spare chair at my desk. Reika just gave me a knowing look. “Rin, you had such an idiotic smile on your face just now...you were definitely thinking about someone.”
Dang it, foiled! But it was true...I had lost myself in my imaginings of the dinner I would be sharing in just five days. I blushed, knowing I shouldn’t be feeling so excited about it. I looked up and found Yue and Reika smiling triumphantly.
“There! See?” Reika said.
“Ok, ok you caught me...It is someone else. BUT! We just want to be friends.”
Their genuine disappointment was so endearing. “But why?” cried Yue. I couldn’t help giggling.
“Because that’s the way it is. Any way he has a fiancé. A beautiful fiancé.” I added. Both girls sighed.
“I don’t mind just being friends with him, he’s an interesting guy. You know what? He’s my surgeon, the one that took the lump out of my breast.” I explained.
“Ohhhh.” Said Yue thoughtfully.
“That’s just like you Rin, trying to see the best in everything. We’re never going to see you settle down with a nice boy are we?” Reika chuckled.
“Ha! That’s rich! Neither of you are even close to that with all your boyfriends and nightclubs!” I exclaimed, throwing pieces of paper at them playfully. The three of us fell about laughing.
“Ok Rin, we’ll leave you to finish your project. How’s it going anyway?” Asked Yue.
“Oh fantastic! I’ve just shown the client some mock-ups of the restaurant’s interiors and they love the stuff.” I said, beaming with pride.
“Cool! Ok, see you later RIn!”
“Laters!” I called, and got back to my notes, making myself look busy.
No sooner had Reika and Yue gone out of sight, I put down my pen and continued with my daydream. What could possibly have come over Dr Sao....Sesshoumaru, when he asked me to dinner? He shocked the words right back inside me, I can tell you.
I was feeling deliciously giddy at the thought of an elegant night out with him, but alas, those thoughts would remain only in my head. He seemed as perturbed as I was when he let out that sentence. I never considered him as a particularly impulsive man, but then I hardly knew him at all. Friday night would be perfect to learn a few things about him and his life, that is, if he decided to speak more than last time. I remember leaving the café in a daze, still processing the entire scene.
Well, it was clear that he accepted my wanting to be friends with him, and that was probably what the whole dinner thing was about. Would he mention it to his fiancé? Would he say he would be dining with a...friend? I didn’t know. What I did know was that I couldn’t look deeper into this. It was painfully obvious that I annoyed him at some point and I was certainly not the woman of his dreams. He was getting married to her already. But I knew I had to stick to the plan of staying friends, it would make me feel so much better.
A sudden realization struck me. What was I going to wear!?
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The day after Risa’s departure Sesshoumaru finally had the apartment to himself. It was decorated in the minimalist tendency that was popular for those with large bank accounts. The more money you had, the less furniture was littered about in your home. The place was all blacks, greys and stylish steels, suiting Sesshoumaru perfectly. It had been his apartment before Risa had forced herself in. He sat on a leather backed armchair and stared out the windows that reached from floor to ceiling and offered a spectacular view of the city of Tokyo. He sipped at a whiskey. After watching the sunset against the mountains he got up, his watch telling him it was almost six in the evening.
Tomorrow he had an early surgery, so dinner would have to be quick. Top shape was necessary when wielding a scalpel. He went to his white tiled bathroom and undressed, stepping into the glass shower stall. He held himself under the jet of hot water, and ran his hands through his long silver hair.
He had the body of a god, lean yet muscular and perfectly molded with the sharp masculine contours characteristic of his gender. He lathered himself with soap, rinsing the suds off with smooth movements of his hands. Leaning forward he placed both hands on the wall in front of him to let the water wash over his broad back. He turned off the water and began to dry himself using a soft dark blue towel.
He entered his now empty room, and removed the towel, searching his wardrobes in the nude. Droplets of water ran down his body, catching the light of the illuminated city outside and giving him a divine-like sheen. He paused before his wardrobes. Why take so much time selecting an outfit for a simple, insignificant dinner? He hadn’t done that in a very long time. The girl was certainly no one to impress or anyone distinctly worth the effort. He always dressed well, that was true, but then all of his clothes were of the finest tailoring, so no matter what he wore, he looked good. He finally plucked out a pearl grey silk shirt and black trousers. Conservative yet fashionable.
He dressed and made his way to the bathroom to put on some aftershave. As he did this he continued to feel he was making too much of an effort for this night. A forgettable night, no doubt. Seeing he had half an hour to drive to the girl’s place he left, picking up his jacket and car keys on the way out.
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Oh, the dreaded sound of the doorbell! And I was only half ready!
“Hold on!” I cried, hopping around my apartment trying to put my pearl-drop earrings and shoes on at the same time, while spraying myself with perfume, hoping I hadn’t overdone it. I dashed to the living room, grabbed my purse and took one last glance at the mirror. I’d spent aaaaages on my hair, doing it up in a semi-sophisticated bun, leaving loose tendrils around my face to soften the severity of the hairdo. I could almost hear Sesshoumaru’s impatience, so I quickly added a bit of cherry-flavoured lip gloss and clattered to the front door. Damn silly heels! I took a deep breath and put on the sweet smile I’d practised all day to perfect and opened the door.
I found myself staring at a wonderfully solid back and broad shoulders. Sesshoumaru was staring out across the balcony towards the night sky, which was a deep, rich violet, dotted with stars. Hearing the door open he elegantly swivelled round to face me. My heart fluttered and my stomach swooped almost at the same time, seeing him so gorgeously dressed. Oh, and that fragrance! I was swooning! I struggled to meet his gaze and stay as cool as possible...but he met my gaze later, he was too busy scrutinising my outfit. I didn’t know whether to blush or hit him! A doctor’s analysis, that’s what it looked like. God, he looked divine...and this dinner was going to be tough.

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The girl opened the door and the first thing he noticed about her was that lavender fragrance. The smell of childhood and innocence. When he turned to her, fully prepared to admonish her for her tardiness he was unable to pronounce a word. She was no great beauty, of course...he was merely surprised at the change. She wore a midnight blue dress with the soft material pooling a little at the front to reveal just the right amount of cleavage. Those perfect breasts again... The dress was at knee length and tied at the neck leaving it practically backless, something he discovered when she got into his car before him.
She looked like a woman tonight, not the girl he had met previously who would not cease her chatter for a moment. She seemed quite meek now, and he sensed a change, his mind sending him warning signals, but he ignored them. He possessed great control. He got behind the wheel of his Porsche and began to drive to the restaurant he had picked. The Ayase girl was silent for the first five minutes before finally finding her voice.
“So, am I allowed to know where you’re taking me?”
Sesshoumaru remained concentrated on the road, his face illuminated by flickers from the street lamps along the way. The girl refused to desist.
“Ohhh it’s a surprise, huh? Hmmm, well I’ve never really been taken out to restaurants so I can’t really guess where.”
It was strange how she avoided the subject of their peculiar relationship, but Sesshoumaru knew that it was better this way, in order to not give it too much importance. After all, it was only one dinner and she wasn’t exactly going to be something constant in his life...

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Despite chatting Sesshoumaru’s ear off in the car (and WHAT A CAR, so typical!), he was still tolerating me in the most gracious manner...well I assumed so because he wasn’t exactly an easy guy to figure out, or the most expressive man out there. When we pulled up he didn’t bother opening the door for me, but that was alright, I wasn’t his date or anything...Though it would have been nice! He led the way, tossing his keys to a valet that stood on the pavement and continuing on towards the restaurant he had chosen.
Ohmygosh it was so fancy! I squealed inside my head with excitement. Wow, even the name sounded posh and poetic, Silver Spoon. Sesshoumaru had to be loaded if he was taking little me to dine in such a place. Far from appearing horribly traditional and ‘old money’ like, it was spectacularly designed to fit the modern rich man or woman. The outside had columns made up of thin twisting steel poles that gave it a wonderful flowing look and the inside was just....wow. The chandeliers above were nothing like I expected, constructed with the same steely design of the columns but the intertwining bars were more intricate and dotted with little bulbs, forming a sort of metallic and incandescent flower suspended in the air. The carpet was a rich blackberry colour and the tables placed strategically around were marvellously set with gleaming wineglasses and highly polished silverware.
And here I was, thinking I’d overdressed!
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