Wicked Ways

The flight had been a most uncomfortable one for the couple as they deboarded, Sesshomaru carrying Rin’s bags for her as she slowly walked off the plane behind him. Her arms crossed over her stomach to seemingly concealing the pain inside her as she went. Her hood pulled far over her paling face as she kept the glasses securely placed over her now amber gaze.

Inuyasha had gotten close to finding out. She knew he could smell, she was sure her own scent had changed. Her nose began to pick up individual’s scents more clearly. Sesshomaru’s musky scent was clouding about her now as he walked before her, and she could smell the putrid slimy scent of Jaken behind her. She blinked her gaze a moment, trying to concentrate on one scent as they entered the main terminal.

The gathering of people’s scents struck her like a brick wall, filling her senses too quickly for her to comprehend. Her mind whirled a moment, her gaze fading a moment before she felt her legs weaken harshly. She whimpered a bit, her hand reaching out to the wall next to her as she steadied herself.

Sesshomaru had stopped, his dark amber filled gaze looking to her as she stumbled slightly. He frowned a moment, stepping to her side as he braced his arm about her waist, looking down to her hood as she tried to focus her gaze upon her feet. Her head lifted, fingers peeling her glasses from her face as she smiled weakly, trying to show him she was okay.

“Do you want to rest, Rin?” His words were low, soft yet growling as he brought his mouth to her ear, his hand moving from her side to rub her back soothingly as he awaited her answer. Rin shook her head slowly, slowly straightening herself on her balance before she moved, her hand dropping to grip Sesshomaru’s as she looked back over her shoulder to him. A black and silver strand of hair fell across her cheek, her pain filled amber gaze looking to his own. “Just stay with me, please….”

The demon nodded solemnly and stepped up to her side, walking at her slow pace as they walked after the group. A set of two limousines had gathered at the terminal’s entrance waiting upon their arrival. Sesshomaru handed the carry ons off to a driver, smiling a polite thanks before he helped Rin enter the low entrance of the car. His hands delicately helping her form slid across the backseat as the passenger door shut behind them.

“I can’t believe….out of all the fucking people in the world…My brother would create a hanyou out of selfishness.” Inuyasha words growled low across the space of the limo, his body resting opposite to them. His claws clicked lightly upon the back of the leather seat, his amber gaze burning as it shifted between Sesshomaru and his seemingly new life mate. A brow raised before his gaze finally caught his brother’s, grinning with a malicious smile.

The demon snarled a moment, before his arm went protectively about Rin’s shoulder, pulling her closer to him as she whined a bit, her body tensing, curling as she felt another contraction of pain invade her body. The car silenced a moment, before Inuyasha parted his lips to speak.

“Spare us your petty lectures, fag. I’m not in the physical state or mood to hear you whine,” Rin’s words had broke the silence, her fingers lazily pulling the hood of her sweatshirt back before pulling the material up over her head, revealing the thin black tank beneath. Inuyasha blinked slightly, noticing the physical changes the girl had experienced because of his brother’s blood.

Rin moved, sitting back against the cool leather of the seat before she let fingers run through the black and silver sheath of hair upon her head. Her face had thinned slightly, her cheeks marked by the two black stripes on either side as well as the tiny black star encrusted upon her forehead. Restless digits moved to smooth the tank about her form, groaning a bit as she went into a full stretch. Her skin glittered iridescent in the light filtering through the crack of the open window.

Inuyasha felt a pang of jealousy a moment, his face twisting with discontent before he sat back, looking out the limo window. He had lost Kagome over his own stupidity. His brother had met a gorgeous woman and had experienced the same trouble, but she was rather more forgiving. And now, he had changed her and she was a living goddess.

Sesshomaru felt the air about his brother tense, his amber gaze tearing from Rin’s form as he studied her changed body, looking to Inuyasha as he grinned evilly to himself. His head turned back to Rin as she sat up slightly, the pains must have been lessening, her back wasn’t as tense as it was on the plane. He smiled, leaning to plant a soft kiss over his mark upon her shoulder.