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Chapter Five
Disclaimer: I don’t own InuYasha… or anyone relating to the anime
Talk to me
By Silent-tale
Chapter Five
‘Yura,’ Rin thought. The world couldn’t be that small, or maybe just the town was. At home her mother told her she had a call from a Malay La café. The coffee place, she didn’t think she would get a response so soon. She called them back and the manager wanted an interview with her today. It was short notice, but she could do it. It’s 3:42pm now and the interview is for 4:45pm.
After she changed cloths, she went down stairs to ask her mother what was for dinner, since they probably wasn’t going have their usual Monday night meal.
“I don’t know yet the only thing I know how to make is spaghetti and meat meatballs and microwaveable.” Her mother looked anxious wanting to please him. “Naraku likes home cooked meals.”
She didn’t really like Naraku only because this creeping feeling she got from him, but other than that he was okay. And she wanted her mother to be happy, plus she was a senior in high school and planning on going away to collage. (Before she was gonna go some where close to her mother but since she’s alright with her boyfriend it’s fine.) So that meant she would only be around Naraku until she graduates.
“Stick with the spaghetti and meatballs now and learn to cook other food later,” said Rin, “That way your sure not to mess that up and it’s still a home cooked meal.”
“Yes that’s right, Rin. Great thinking,” said her mother, she went and gave her daughter a hug.
A few minutes later Rin told her mother she had an job interview. She heard her mother say ‘good luck’ as he headed for the kitchen.
Outside she scouted her way to school, learning the route, before heading to the coffee shop. It took her about ten minutes to get there and across the street two stores down was the coffee shop. It would be convenient to work there, get to home or school in less than 30 minutes.
-Melay La Café
Rin was being led to the back, the office by the manager for the interview. She heard the bell signaling that a customer was coming in. Glancing to the door, she saw him. It was him. The man she bumped into in the hallway at school. He was dressed in a white button dress shirt that was tuck into his black slacks. His gold eyes didn’t see her as he walked to the counter.
“Miss Nekoi,” said the manager.
“Yes,” said Rin. Then she noticed that she stopped following the manager and just stood there watching the man like a stalker or something. Could it be help through, he’s gorgeous and he most likely knew it, he could have any girl he wanted. They were probably rich classy women, high in the social ladder. That put her off the list, and then maybe she would become one of his millions of stalker girls, behind every corner trying to get at least one peak of him. She mentally laughed, there goes my imagination again.
“Sorry, thought I saw someone I knew,” she said.
-
The interview went very well and she hired for the job, without him needing to think it over . She’ll start next Monday; through she’ll be a trainee for the first couple weeks. It was a good thing too; she’d have the time to finish all the make-up work from school, and not have to worry about mashing work and homework together.
Rin got home around 5:50pm. She greeted her mother, who was still working on dinner, and then set to work on homework.
-About an hour later
“Rin come downstairs,” she heard her mother yell.
“Coming,” she replied.
She opened her door and a wave of aroma filled her nose. Her stomach rumpled at the smell, ‘hungry need food, feed me’, her stomach said. She went downstairs and into the kitchen.
“Oh, Rin taste this,” said her mother as she stuck a wooden spoon in her face, with red sauce on it.
She tasted it.
“mmm… It’s good,” she said. It was a lot difference from what she used to make. “What you put in it?”
“I was watching a cooking show and these… are you going to wear that?” Asked her mother looking at her daughter’s clothes.
Rin looked down at her clothes then back to her mother. She had on blue jeans and her favorite orange over size sweatshirt, the color was faded, but she still liked it.
“What’s wrong?” She asked.
“I don’t think that’s right for dinner.”
“But we’re at home. Shouldn’t they see us as we normally are? You know, so he knows what he’s getting himself into.”
Her mother stared passed her thinking for a moment before looking at her daughter and said, “I know, but just go and change into something more presentable.”
“Okay,” she said reluctantly
Half way up the stairs her mother yelled, “Wear the blue dress! Hurry up they’ll be here soon.”
In her room, Rin slowly put on the blue dress. She didn’t understand why her mother was being so formal for her boyfriend. She paused thinking. Naraku’s rich and probably a respectable man, high in the social ladder with all the formal well dressed people. Maybe her mother was trying to show him that she could be that way too or something like that.
She signed. Is that what love did to people, changes you. She just didn’t if it was for the good or bad. Letting that train a thought go, Rin continued to get dress. She’d been reading too many romance novels, her closest thing to knowing about relationships.
I want a boyfriend.
Maybe she was doom to be alone. Well, if she going to be alone, than she would be rich. So than she could hire a male prostitute so she wouldn’t have to die a virgin. Rin laughed at that thought, she wouldn’t have the guts to do that. Finished, she looked at herself in the mirror. The dress was a pale blue color and stopped at the middle of her knees. She turned around, and tried again to button the last two buttons to the dress. She couldn’t quite reach them and give up after a couple of minutes.
“How’s this?” Rin asked as she presented herself to her mother in the dinning room.
“Better, better,” her mother gave her a quick glance over.
“Could you button these?” she asked turning around.
“Sure,” her mother quickly button them then went back to setting the table.
“Hey, mom don’t you think the candles are a bit much.” In the middle of the dinette table were two burning red candles. “Is this a romantic dinner?”
Her mother look up at them, “Yes I guess they are a bit much.” She went and blew them out. “Here put these up.” Her mother handed them to her daughter.
Rin did as told and her mother said, “Okay everything’s set.” Not a minute after she said that the doorbell rang.
“He’s here! I’ll get it,” said her mother almost running to the door.
She sounded a giddy girl over her first crush, like the ones in those teenage love story movies Rin thought.
Her mother came back with Naraku and Yura than introduce her daughter to his daughter. Yura gave no indication that she knew Rin. Rin decided to go along with it, not caring if their parents knew they already know each other. And the fact Yura stood her up, but this is new introductions and a chance to start clean.
Now that she could see them next to each to other, she saw the resemblance. Yura looked like the female version of Naraku. They had the same black hair, wide cheekbones, sharp pointed noses, and narrow faces.
Naraku had on a dark red dress shirt on and dark almost black blue pants. Yura had on a dark green dress on that showed off cleavage and stopped at mid-thigh. Rin wondered whom she was showing off to. Not her, she didn’t swing that way.
Dinner was uneventful.
Naraku and Yura sat on one side and she and her mother on the other. Most of the time they all sat in silence eating. Neither she nor Yura mention they met each other before. Her mother tried to get Yura and her talking to each other. It didn’t to well on Rin’s part, only answering with one or two syllables. Yura on the other hand was happily chatting away, to her mother who listened. She had a good act; anyone would believe it, Rin thought. The mood was starting to lighten up.
Then Naraku started asking Rin about her first day at school. What do you think about it? How are your classes? What about the teachers, what do you think about them? Did you meet anyone, friends? The schoolwork was it challenging or not?
She was sad about this, because he was asking her this, and not her mother. She was happy to know that someone cared, but it wasn’t her mother. Her mother had always asked about school, and made Rin talked about it even when she didn’t want to. She came to all school events that her daughter was involved in, and even got some her bullies to stop picking on her. Now, she didn’t ask about school, but he did.
After dinner Rin cleared the table while her mother entertained the guests in the living room. When she was finished she sneaked away upstairs to her room.
She pushed the door close but didn’t hear the click of the latch. They wouldn’t mind if she wasn’t there, Yura sucking up to her mother being a good child to her eyes, but beneath that is a girl who would forget her school representative job. She didn’t realize that she was still upset about that. And Naraku, well he wasn’t a sex manic today. He kept his hands to himself and didn’t give her mother any ‘looks’. He was behaving for his daughter she guessed. Well that’s a step in the right direction I guess thought Rin.
Exhaling she began to unbutton her dress, Rin was being spiteful this wasn’t like her not at all. She was probably going thorough those feelings in the textbook about thinking that she is losing her mother, because of the new people in her life. Her mother loved her and she have to remember that no matter what.
She gotten down to the last two button and found she couldn’t undo them. She kept trying in vain to reach them, thinking that she might as well re-button the others and go rejoin the group downstairs.
“Need help.”
Rin grasp and turn around, it was Naraku, walking towards her.
“You can’t reach those last buttons,” he stated. He stopped directly in front of her.
Runaway! A voice in her mind screamed. But she didn’t or couldn’t move.
“Let me,” he said in a low voice.
She put her arms to her chest, clutching the cloth of the dress. He stepped closer to her, mere inches away. He was about a foot and some taller then her. She stared wide eye at the dark red shirt. He reached behind her. She sniffed at his touch. One hand on her shoulder blades and the other at the base of her back, they started moving slowly. One going up, and the other going down. She cringed when his fingers sled across her skin.
Get Away! Mom!
She started trembling and a small whimper escaped her throat.
“Shhh…” He cooed, using his arms he hugged her to his chest. Moving his hands along her back until he got to the two buttons.
Rin hugged herself trying to make herself small, small enough not touch him, small enough to slip away. But each time she did that his arms closed further around her pressing her more into his chest.
“One,” he unfasten a button.
She could feel his breath on her.
“Two, there,” he lowered his arms and stepped back.
……….Silence……….
“…Ummm…thanks,” she said looking at the floor and run into her connecting bathroom closing and locking it behind her.
Naraku smirk as he saw her run into the bathroom. She’s small, soft, and delicate; he would enjoy blending her to his will. His smirk broke into a grin when he remembered her whimper, her fear. That was such a beautiful sound, he wanted to more of it. But not yet his little Rin had more of a part to play.
-
So much for one step in the right direction, Rin thought. After she calmed down, through she wasn’t leaving the safety of her locked bathroom anytime soon. She changed out of her dress and into pajamas that she left on the floor from this morning. Thank goodness she wasn’t a really neat of a person.
A clock she put on the counter top of the sink read 8:39pm. She had been in here for about 20 minutes. He has to be gone right; her mother would be looking for him by now. And besides what was he doing in her room anyway. Did she leave her door open or not close it all the way? And he saw her in her room changing and decided ‘to help.’ What kind of crap was that? What was he doing upstairs? Isn’t it an unwritten law that guests aren’t allowed upstairs or anywhere that he or she isn’t invited to go. Mmm… or is there a loop-pole because the guest buys the house for the hostess and her daughter. Then does that give the guest the right to go where the guest wants to?
No, no it doesn’t. He brought the house for her mother so that makes the house hers and not his, right. Is her mother’s name on the deed? But then again her mother is in love with him so she’ll probably let him do what he wants.
Rin looked at the clock again, 8:45pm. “Mmmm…” she growled. It was boring staring a blue wall. Then she remembered, 8pm study chat, she was so late.
She was staring at the wall for another minute before getting up, unlocking the door and opening it slowly.
“I was wandering when you were coming out?”
Rin paused. It was Yura. Guests aren’t suppose to be in the hostess room.
“Don’t worry I closed the door,” said Yura. She sat cross-legged on her bed, her chin resting in the palm of her hand. She had a smirk on her face.
Rin didn’t like the look in her eyes. Also what’s with these people just walking into folk’s bedrooms?
“Kikyo asked me to check on you, the way you just disappeared, your mother was worried.”
She didn’t say anything.
“Are you sick?” Yura said with fake concern in her voice. “Or are you washing away the evidence of you and my father together.”
“I didn’t do anything, he-”
“Don’t denied it, I saw it Rin, and you should learn to close your door.” Yura cut in and stood up. “I’m surprised through he would go for you, you’re really not much to look at.”
“Hey, my looks have nothing to do with this and you and Naraku shouldn’t come barging int-”
“But,” Yura cut in again, coming to stand directly in front of Rin “What would your mother say about this?”
“Your ‘dad’ was hitting on me. She would kick Naraku to the curb,” Rin hoped.
Yura smirk turned into an all out smile. “Are you sure? Your mother is under my father’s spell.”
“Spell?” Now she was confused, just what in the world was Yura talking about now.
“Haven’t you noticed the way your mother been acting. I don’t know exactly, but the spell usually has these effects. The most obvious is the lots of sex they have, I’m know you noticed, might have walked in on this a few times,” Yura laughed.
Then Yura started slowly circling her. “You use to spend so much time with your mother didn’t you, but now everything’s Naraku. He likes this or likes that. She’s been catering around to his every need and desire.” She stopped and said in a low voice. “I saw the look on your face at dinner, that expression you let slip before covering it up. That sad, hurt look on your face. Let me guess,” She continued circling Rin, “Your mother who probably asked everyday how was school, didn’t ask. But Naraku did, he give you the attention your mother hadn’t. So you disappeared upstairs leaving a trail so he could follow.”
“No, I didn’t, why are you saying this?” Rin said shaking her head, “And why talk so badly of your dad?”
“Because it’s fun, the look on your face, it’s priceless. And as for my dad its true what he does, it not my fault, the way women fell under his spell.” Yura laughed. “And they will do anything to keep him. So what would your mother say if she knew her very own daughter is trying to take her man?”
“I’m not and she would never believe that.”
“How would you know,” Yura said quickly, “Your mother’s world revolves around him. Anything he says she does. Can you prove me wrong?”
-
They left about 15 minutes later. Her mother stood at the door watching Naraku and Yura get in the car. Rin stood a couple of steps behind her mother biting the inside of her lip. After the car drove away, her mother closed the door. She heard her mother sign and turned around with a big goofy smile on her face.
“I think that went very well,” her mother said.
Kikyo went into the living room, she followed her in and they sat on the couch.
“He said it,” her mother signed.
Rin was amazed at how big her mother’s smile could get. “Said what?”
“I love you’ and I love him,” her mother said, she bowed her head.
Rin didn’t say anything, and the house was quiet.
Then her mother started trembling, she let out a sob.
“Mom what’s wrong?” She asked.
“Oh I’m sorry. It’s just… Just I’m so,” Her mother looked up, tears rolled down her cheeks, “so happy.” She grabbed her daughter’s hands. “I never thought I’d find someone to love again and he love me. He won’t break my heart. I don’t know what I’ll do if I had my heart broken again.” She pulled her daughter in for a hug.
And that was it, when Rin realized that her mother needed a different kind of love that she could not give her. But Naraku could. She felt tears in her eyes when she realized that she wasn’t enough for her mother.
“I want you to be happy,” Rin, whispered, she returned the hug.
“I am, I am happy,” her mother cried.
They parted a moment later, tears still leaked from her mother’s eyes, but she was smiling. She’s happy.
--
Later as Rin was making her way upstairs to her room, she remembered Yura’s words ‘Can you prove me wrong?’
No, no I can’t.
She felt it; she faded little by little from her mother’s world.
9:32pm
She needed to take her mind off this. The study chat, wonder if they’re still online, she thought.
Shychild: joined the room
Mikobabe: where ya been
Shychild: Sorry homework
Mikobabe: is something wrong
Inu-tetsusaiga: she just got here how would u know if something is wrong
Slayer: woman’s intuition
Noblemonk: what a lovely female power
Slayer: here we go again
Mikobabe: ok guys keep topic
Mikobabe: it just didn’t seem that shy was the type of person to be late.
Inu-tetsusaiga: Hayyy! Female bonding
Noblemonk: Hayyy!
Inu-tetsusaiga: I was being sarcastic
Noblemonk: so
Shychild: LOL
Noblemonk: feel better
Shychild: Yeah
--
Til Later
Plus let me tell you a story about tall people. I love them and hate them. Love because they’re tall. And hate because they don’t look down. I wouldn’t call myself short but I’m not tall and the point I’m getting at is tall people don’t look down. Yep I got ran over by a tall person. And he said “My bad I didn’t see you.” And kept walking didn’t bother to help me up. Meanie.
The End
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Talk to me
By Silent-tale
Chapter Five
‘Yura,’ Rin thought. The world couldn’t be that small, or maybe just the town was. At home her mother told her she had a call from a Malay La café. The coffee place, she didn’t think she would get a response so soon. She called them back and the manager wanted an interview with her today. It was short notice, but she could do it. It’s 3:42pm now and the interview is for 4:45pm.
After she changed cloths, she went down stairs to ask her mother what was for dinner, since they probably wasn’t going have their usual Monday night meal.
“I don’t know yet the only thing I know how to make is spaghetti and meat meatballs and microwaveable.” Her mother looked anxious wanting to please him. “Naraku likes home cooked meals.”
She didn’t really like Naraku only because this creeping feeling she got from him, but other than that he was okay. And she wanted her mother to be happy, plus she was a senior in high school and planning on going away to collage. (Before she was gonna go some where close to her mother but since she’s alright with her boyfriend it’s fine.) So that meant she would only be around Naraku until she graduates.
“Stick with the spaghetti and meatballs now and learn to cook other food later,” said Rin, “That way your sure not to mess that up and it’s still a home cooked meal.”
“Yes that’s right, Rin. Great thinking,” said her mother, she went and gave her daughter a hug.
A few minutes later Rin told her mother she had an job interview. She heard her mother say ‘good luck’ as he headed for the kitchen.
Outside she scouted her way to school, learning the route, before heading to the coffee shop. It took her about ten minutes to get there and across the street two stores down was the coffee shop. It would be convenient to work there, get to home or school in less than 30 minutes.
-Melay La Café
Rin was being led to the back, the office by the manager for the interview. She heard the bell signaling that a customer was coming in. Glancing to the door, she saw him. It was him. The man she bumped into in the hallway at school. He was dressed in a white button dress shirt that was tuck into his black slacks. His gold eyes didn’t see her as he walked to the counter.
“Miss Nekoi,” said the manager.
“Yes,” said Rin. Then she noticed that she stopped following the manager and just stood there watching the man like a stalker or something. Could it be help through, he’s gorgeous and he most likely knew it, he could have any girl he wanted. They were probably rich classy women, high in the social ladder. That put her off the list, and then maybe she would become one of his millions of stalker girls, behind every corner trying to get at least one peak of him. She mentally laughed, there goes my imagination again.
“Sorry, thought I saw someone I knew,” she said.
-
The interview went very well and she hired for the job, without him needing to think it over . She’ll start next Monday; through she’ll be a trainee for the first couple weeks. It was a good thing too; she’d have the time to finish all the make-up work from school, and not have to worry about mashing work and homework together.
Rin got home around 5:50pm. She greeted her mother, who was still working on dinner, and then set to work on homework.
-About an hour later
“Rin come downstairs,” she heard her mother yell.
“Coming,” she replied.
She opened her door and a wave of aroma filled her nose. Her stomach rumpled at the smell, ‘hungry need food, feed me’, her stomach said. She went downstairs and into the kitchen.
“Oh, Rin taste this,” said her mother as she stuck a wooden spoon in her face, with red sauce on it.
She tasted it.
“mmm… It’s good,” she said. It was a lot difference from what she used to make. “What you put in it?”
“I was watching a cooking show and these… are you going to wear that?” Asked her mother looking at her daughter’s clothes.
Rin looked down at her clothes then back to her mother. She had on blue jeans and her favorite orange over size sweatshirt, the color was faded, but she still liked it.
“What’s wrong?” She asked.
“I don’t think that’s right for dinner.”
“But we’re at home. Shouldn’t they see us as we normally are? You know, so he knows what he’s getting himself into.”
Her mother stared passed her thinking for a moment before looking at her daughter and said, “I know, but just go and change into something more presentable.”
“Okay,” she said reluctantly
Half way up the stairs her mother yelled, “Wear the blue dress! Hurry up they’ll be here soon.”
In her room, Rin slowly put on the blue dress. She didn’t understand why her mother was being so formal for her boyfriend. She paused thinking. Naraku’s rich and probably a respectable man, high in the social ladder with all the formal well dressed people. Maybe her mother was trying to show him that she could be that way too or something like that.
She signed. Is that what love did to people, changes you. She just didn’t if it was for the good or bad. Letting that train a thought go, Rin continued to get dress. She’d been reading too many romance novels, her closest thing to knowing about relationships.
I want a boyfriend.
Maybe she was doom to be alone. Well, if she going to be alone, than she would be rich. So than she could hire a male prostitute so she wouldn’t have to die a virgin. Rin laughed at that thought, she wouldn’t have the guts to do that. Finished, she looked at herself in the mirror. The dress was a pale blue color and stopped at the middle of her knees. She turned around, and tried again to button the last two buttons to the dress. She couldn’t quite reach them and give up after a couple of minutes.
“How’s this?” Rin asked as she presented herself to her mother in the dinning room.
“Better, better,” her mother gave her a quick glance over.
“Could you button these?” she asked turning around.
“Sure,” her mother quickly button them then went back to setting the table.
“Hey, mom don’t you think the candles are a bit much.” In the middle of the dinette table were two burning red candles. “Is this a romantic dinner?”
Her mother look up at them, “Yes I guess they are a bit much.” She went and blew them out. “Here put these up.” Her mother handed them to her daughter.
Rin did as told and her mother said, “Okay everything’s set.” Not a minute after she said that the doorbell rang.
“He’s here! I’ll get it,” said her mother almost running to the door.
She sounded a giddy girl over her first crush, like the ones in those teenage love story movies Rin thought.
Her mother came back with Naraku and Yura than introduce her daughter to his daughter. Yura gave no indication that she knew Rin. Rin decided to go along with it, not caring if their parents knew they already know each other. And the fact Yura stood her up, but this is new introductions and a chance to start clean.
Now that she could see them next to each to other, she saw the resemblance. Yura looked like the female version of Naraku. They had the same black hair, wide cheekbones, sharp pointed noses, and narrow faces.
Naraku had on a dark red dress shirt on and dark almost black blue pants. Yura had on a dark green dress on that showed off cleavage and stopped at mid-thigh. Rin wondered whom she was showing off to. Not her, she didn’t swing that way.
Dinner was uneventful.
Naraku and Yura sat on one side and she and her mother on the other. Most of the time they all sat in silence eating. Neither she nor Yura mention they met each other before. Her mother tried to get Yura and her talking to each other. It didn’t to well on Rin’s part, only answering with one or two syllables. Yura on the other hand was happily chatting away, to her mother who listened. She had a good act; anyone would believe it, Rin thought. The mood was starting to lighten up.
Then Naraku started asking Rin about her first day at school. What do you think about it? How are your classes? What about the teachers, what do you think about them? Did you meet anyone, friends? The schoolwork was it challenging or not?
She was sad about this, because he was asking her this, and not her mother. She was happy to know that someone cared, but it wasn’t her mother. Her mother had always asked about school, and made Rin talked about it even when she didn’t want to. She came to all school events that her daughter was involved in, and even got some her bullies to stop picking on her. Now, she didn’t ask about school, but he did.
After dinner Rin cleared the table while her mother entertained the guests in the living room. When she was finished she sneaked away upstairs to her room.
She pushed the door close but didn’t hear the click of the latch. They wouldn’t mind if she wasn’t there, Yura sucking up to her mother being a good child to her eyes, but beneath that is a girl who would forget her school representative job. She didn’t realize that she was still upset about that. And Naraku, well he wasn’t a sex manic today. He kept his hands to himself and didn’t give her mother any ‘looks’. He was behaving for his daughter she guessed. Well that’s a step in the right direction I guess thought Rin.
Exhaling she began to unbutton her dress, Rin was being spiteful this wasn’t like her not at all. She was probably going thorough those feelings in the textbook about thinking that she is losing her mother, because of the new people in her life. Her mother loved her and she have to remember that no matter what.
She gotten down to the last two button and found she couldn’t undo them. She kept trying in vain to reach them, thinking that she might as well re-button the others and go rejoin the group downstairs.
“Need help.”
Rin grasp and turn around, it was Naraku, walking towards her.
“You can’t reach those last buttons,” he stated. He stopped directly in front of her.
Runaway! A voice in her mind screamed. But she didn’t or couldn’t move.
“Let me,” he said in a low voice.
She put her arms to her chest, clutching the cloth of the dress. He stepped closer to her, mere inches away. He was about a foot and some taller then her. She stared wide eye at the dark red shirt. He reached behind her. She sniffed at his touch. One hand on her shoulder blades and the other at the base of her back, they started moving slowly. One going up, and the other going down. She cringed when his fingers sled across her skin.
Get Away! Mom!
She started trembling and a small whimper escaped her throat.
“Shhh…” He cooed, using his arms he hugged her to his chest. Moving his hands along her back until he got to the two buttons.
Rin hugged herself trying to make herself small, small enough not touch him, small enough to slip away. But each time she did that his arms closed further around her pressing her more into his chest.
“One,” he unfasten a button.
She could feel his breath on her.
“Two, there,” he lowered his arms and stepped back.
……….Silence……….
“…Ummm…thanks,” she said looking at the floor and run into her connecting bathroom closing and locking it behind her.
Naraku smirk as he saw her run into the bathroom. She’s small, soft, and delicate; he would enjoy blending her to his will. His smirk broke into a grin when he remembered her whimper, her fear. That was such a beautiful sound, he wanted to more of it. But not yet his little Rin had more of a part to play.
-
So much for one step in the right direction, Rin thought. After she calmed down, through she wasn’t leaving the safety of her locked bathroom anytime soon. She changed out of her dress and into pajamas that she left on the floor from this morning. Thank goodness she wasn’t a really neat of a person.
A clock she put on the counter top of the sink read 8:39pm. She had been in here for about 20 minutes. He has to be gone right; her mother would be looking for him by now. And besides what was he doing in her room anyway. Did she leave her door open or not close it all the way? And he saw her in her room changing and decided ‘to help.’ What kind of crap was that? What was he doing upstairs? Isn’t it an unwritten law that guests aren’t allowed upstairs or anywhere that he or she isn’t invited to go. Mmm… or is there a loop-pole because the guest buys the house for the hostess and her daughter. Then does that give the guest the right to go where the guest wants to?
No, no it doesn’t. He brought the house for her mother so that makes the house hers and not his, right. Is her mother’s name on the deed? But then again her mother is in love with him so she’ll probably let him do what he wants.
Rin looked at the clock again, 8:45pm. “Mmmm…” she growled. It was boring staring a blue wall. Then she remembered, 8pm study chat, she was so late.
She was staring at the wall for another minute before getting up, unlocking the door and opening it slowly.
“I was wandering when you were coming out?”
Rin paused. It was Yura. Guests aren’t suppose to be in the hostess room.
“Don’t worry I closed the door,” said Yura. She sat cross-legged on her bed, her chin resting in the palm of her hand. She had a smirk on her face.
Rin didn’t like the look in her eyes. Also what’s with these people just walking into folk’s bedrooms?
“Kikyo asked me to check on you, the way you just disappeared, your mother was worried.”
She didn’t say anything.
“Are you sick?” Yura said with fake concern in her voice. “Or are you washing away the evidence of you and my father together.”
“I didn’t do anything, he-”
“Don’t denied it, I saw it Rin, and you should learn to close your door.” Yura cut in and stood up. “I’m surprised through he would go for you, you’re really not much to look at.”
“Hey, my looks have nothing to do with this and you and Naraku shouldn’t come barging int-”
“But,” Yura cut in again, coming to stand directly in front of Rin “What would your mother say about this?”
“Your ‘dad’ was hitting on me. She would kick Naraku to the curb,” Rin hoped.
Yura smirk turned into an all out smile. “Are you sure? Your mother is under my father’s spell.”
“Spell?” Now she was confused, just what in the world was Yura talking about now.
“Haven’t you noticed the way your mother been acting. I don’t know exactly, but the spell usually has these effects. The most obvious is the lots of sex they have, I’m know you noticed, might have walked in on this a few times,” Yura laughed.
Then Yura started slowly circling her. “You use to spend so much time with your mother didn’t you, but now everything’s Naraku. He likes this or likes that. She’s been catering around to his every need and desire.” She stopped and said in a low voice. “I saw the look on your face at dinner, that expression you let slip before covering it up. That sad, hurt look on your face. Let me guess,” She continued circling Rin, “Your mother who probably asked everyday how was school, didn’t ask. But Naraku did, he give you the attention your mother hadn’t. So you disappeared upstairs leaving a trail so he could follow.”
“No, I didn’t, why are you saying this?” Rin said shaking her head, “And why talk so badly of your dad?”
“Because it’s fun, the look on your face, it’s priceless. And as for my dad its true what he does, it not my fault, the way women fell under his spell.” Yura laughed. “And they will do anything to keep him. So what would your mother say if she knew her very own daughter is trying to take her man?”
“I’m not and she would never believe that.”
“How would you know,” Yura said quickly, “Your mother’s world revolves around him. Anything he says she does. Can you prove me wrong?”
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They left about 15 minutes later. Her mother stood at the door watching Naraku and Yura get in the car. Rin stood a couple of steps behind her mother biting the inside of her lip. After the car drove away, her mother closed the door. She heard her mother sign and turned around with a big goofy smile on her face.
“I think that went very well,” her mother said.
Kikyo went into the living room, she followed her in and they sat on the couch.
“He said it,” her mother signed.
Rin was amazed at how big her mother’s smile could get. “Said what?”
“I love you’ and I love him,” her mother said, she bowed her head.
Rin didn’t say anything, and the house was quiet.
Then her mother started trembling, she let out a sob.
“Mom what’s wrong?” She asked.
“Oh I’m sorry. It’s just… Just I’m so,” Her mother looked up, tears rolled down her cheeks, “so happy.” She grabbed her daughter’s hands. “I never thought I’d find someone to love again and he love me. He won’t break my heart. I don’t know what I’ll do if I had my heart broken again.” She pulled her daughter in for a hug.
And that was it, when Rin realized that her mother needed a different kind of love that she could not give her. But Naraku could. She felt tears in her eyes when she realized that she wasn’t enough for her mother.
“I want you to be happy,” Rin, whispered, she returned the hug.
“I am, I am happy,” her mother cried.
They parted a moment later, tears still leaked from her mother’s eyes, but she was smiling. She’s happy.
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Later as Rin was making her way upstairs to her room, she remembered Yura’s words ‘Can you prove me wrong?’
No, no I can’t.
She felt it; she faded little by little from her mother’s world.
9:32pm
She needed to take her mind off this. The study chat, wonder if they’re still online, she thought.
Shychild: joined the room
Mikobabe: where ya been
Shychild: Sorry homework
Mikobabe: is something wrong
Inu-tetsusaiga: she just got here how would u know if something is wrong
Slayer: woman’s intuition
Noblemonk: what a lovely female power
Slayer: here we go again
Mikobabe: ok guys keep topic
Mikobabe: it just didn’t seem that shy was the type of person to be late.
Inu-tetsusaiga: Hayyy! Female bonding
Noblemonk: Hayyy!
Inu-tetsusaiga: I was being sarcastic
Noblemonk: so
Shychild: LOL
Noblemonk: feel better
Shychild: Yeah
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Til Later
Plus let me tell you a story about tall people. I love them and hate them. Love because they’re tall. And hate because they don’t look down. I wouldn’t call myself short but I’m not tall and the point I’m getting at is tall people don’t look down. Yep I got ran over by a tall person. And he said “My bad I didn’t see you.” And kept walking didn’t bother to help me up. Meanie.
The End
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