Strange Love

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“Rin”

“Yes Master Jaken”

The two of them were lying in the grass staring up at the sky. It was one of the few warm days left before the coming chill invaded the green and peaceful land and both of the companions shared a common wish to enjoy this, possibly the last, day out of doors. As well, the clouds were amazing this day. The cottony white clouds filled the sky in all shapes and sizes. It was a perfect day to be lazy. A perfect day to dream.

Perhaps today Sesshoumaru-sama will come.

“Master Jaken, I think that cloud looks like a huge elephant.”

“What do you know of elephants, child,” he snapped, “and anyway, that cloud most certainly looks like a giant fish.”

“Everything is fish to you, Master Jaken.”

“Hmph.”

“Look! There’s a rabbit! Don’t you see it?”

Jaken chuckled at her childish enthusiasm, “Looks more a cat, I think.”

“Yes, I think you’re right. I can see its whiskers. You’re so clever, Master Jaken.”

“Yes Rin, I am glad that you recognize my superior intelligence.”

Rin grinned a sneaky grin. “Oh, yes, very clever. What kind of cloud is that over there,” she gestured, pointing towards and small cloud low to the horizon.

“I think that is a WHAT!” Jaken sputtered as, quite suddenly, he found himself drenched with a dipper full of water from their drinking bucket. “Rin, stop that! What is wrong with you!”?

Rin giggled. “So now who’s the clever one? If you are so smart, you should have seen my trick coming.”

Still sputtering, Jaken jumped at the girl, who lithely scooted aside. After almost ten years in the company of youkai she had learned a few things. As a result of her maneuver, the imp tumbled forward, rolling into the water bucket and splashing more of the cool water all over the two of them. . “Just wait until I get my hands on you, You, You…”

Rin tilted her head back and laughed hysterically.

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After dinner, Jaken brought up the subject of Rin’s missed birthday.

“Oh, yes, I had forgotten.” Rin’s expression became sullen.

Jaken watched the girl pout, strangely bothered by her change in mood. I must do something to cheer her. It is not every day that a girl turns eighteen. I suppose these things are important to young women.

First he would try a taunt. He had learned that taunts generally brought her out of any sulk. She never passed up the chance to exchange insults. “Rin, stop that. It’s making you ugly.” She shot Jaken a glare for this insult, but then her eyes turned down once again.

He tried again. “Rin, your birthday is a special day. We must find a way to celebrate.” This got her attention. She looked up; a hopeful, pretty smile had replaced her frown.
Jaken began noisily searching for something from amidst the food supplies.
“Ah, here is the perfect thing for a celebration!”

Rin’s eyes lit up, “Sake, for my birthday. Jaken that’s a wonderful idea. Thank you, Master Jaken.” Rin grabbed the imp up and hugged him tightly.

“Rin let me go this instant! Stop that.” Rin laughed and squeezed harder before dropping him and pouring herself a glass of sake.

The two drank two containers of the alcohol between them lying on a blanket on the cool grass just outside the castle walls. Jaken was the first to slip into unconsciousness, mumbling something about feeding the cat. Rin lay there for a few minutes, staring at the stars, which strangely enough were spinning around her in the sky. I don’t remember them ever doing that, Rin thought as she drifted to sleep.

Rin was dreaming of those stars as she vaguely felt a warm sensation against her chest. The stars in her dream soon turned into Sesshoumaru-sama’s long flowing locks of hair. They began to flow across her chest and arms, caressing them with their soft, feathery touches. Rin reached out to pull him closer, nuzzling deeper into his silver hair. A warmth spread through her body, ending and then pooling in the area around her thighs.

Instinctively, Rin wrapped her legs around him and the sensations became even more intense. She let her hands explore and felt the touch of smooth, bare skin. A thrill of excitement more intense than the last shot through her. In turn, she felt hands caressing her arms, moving to her shoulders, across her back, and over her breasts. It was almost too much for her. She had never before known that the simple touch of a hand could bring so much pleasure. But as pleasurable as his hands on her breasts felt, she wanted them lower. She grabbed his hand and placed it at the very point where all those sensations were originating, holding it between her thighs.

Rin tilted her head back and moaned, “Sesshoumaru-sama.”

“Oh, yes, Ses-SHO-maru-sama,” a grating voice repeated.

Suddenly, Rin pushed herself away and up on her elbows. She felt like she had been dunked in a bucket of ice water.

“Master Jaken!” Rin’s voice was shrill, almost a screech.

Jaken immediately rolled into a sitting position, “What the hell, Sesshoumaru-sama? I mean Rin?”

Neither said anything or looked at one another for a long while. The crickets chirped merrily, a few night birds called to one another across the trees. Finally, Rin spoke, “what the hell did you think you were doing?” She still couldn’t look at him.

“I, I,” Jaken’s mind was still obviously befuddled by the effects of the alcohol, but finally he blurted out semi-coherently, “BUT I THOUGHT YOU WERE SESSHOUMARU-SAMA!” He fell once again to the ground and started pounding it with his fists and head.

Rin could not help but giggle at his tirade, her embarrassment subsiding, “Me too.”

She lay back again on the blanket. “I was dreaming and I thought that,” Rin stopped here, her embarrassment returning as heat once again pooled between her thighs at the memory.

The two lay there in silence again. This time it was Jaken who spoke. “You know, Rin, we could pretend that we had never woken up after all.”

“What?” Rin could not believe her ears. Did Jaken just say what I think he did?

“We were both touching and….well, it did feel good after all,” his voiced became soft and wheedling, “well Rin, you know what I’m trying to say, don’t you?”

Her face burned with shame. But after a moment or two of consideration, his words, and what he was offering, began to make sense to her still drunken mind, especially when she factored in her body’s state of arousal. It had felt good. Very good. And there was not anyone else to do this sort of thing with. Why not, a little voice inside asked.

Rin rolled over on her side and scooted towards Jaken and into a spooning position.

“Mmm,” Jaken murmured, pulling her closer, his warm breath tickled the back of her neck. It’s convenient that she’s fairly short, for a human, he thought as tugged her hair free of its braid, reveling in its softness before turning his attentions to the soft skin of her shoulders.


AN: You're going to love me after reading the next chapter.