Author's note: I do hope that this chapter is to your satisfaction and not too confusing. The lyrics do play an important part in this story.

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Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha. We all know that the characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi. The lyrics belong to the artist and company who owns Sweetbox.

: Far Away Embrace:

"Miss, don't you think you've had enough for tonight." Souten, the new bartender girl said. She was holding a white towel in her hands as she cleaned the marbled tabletop counter. "I don't care. Serve me another!" Rin stated quite blandly, as she wiped her mouth from the wet redundant of the intoxicated liquid.

She's been at it for at least an hour, already. Souten thought silently as she poured the new brand of drink that her customer had ordered.

"Hey do you want to hear a bar joke?" Shippo asked Souten, as he settled his black platter on the counter bar.

"Alright," Souten replied back to the waiter as she leaned comfortably on the counter. She tried her best to ignore the pity she held for her customer.

"Okay, there's this mushroom that walked into a bar. He asked the bartender, "Can I have a drink?"

"And, then the bartender says, "Sorry, we don't serve food, here."

"And then the mushroom says, "But, I'm a fungi." Shippo finished the joke adding an extra octave to the last word in the sentence. Souten giggled as she got the inside joke of the mushroom. "That's a good one."

"Hey waiter, bring me a bottle of Chardonnay." A short man sitting in his designated table called out to Shippo. The red orange head man gave him a hand signal before turning to glance at Souten. She busily looked over the collection of bottles that were shelved and arrange in order on the cooler. The young female then took out a cooler bucket and added lots of ice cubes, so the bottle would remain cold to the customer's satisfaction.

"Here you go, Shippo." Souten said as she smiled affectionately. "Thanks, Souten." Shippo replied back, before picking up his platter with the order in hand. "Later," He said before walking off towards the customer.

The soft upbeat music played behind her as she pushed the cup away from her arm length distance. The spotlight landed on Rin who was sitting at a bar stool with her head down on the marbled table counter. An empty bottle of wine and a half filled cup of Tequila were at her side.

She looked up using her hand as a shield against the light pouring on her petite figure. Her cheeks were stained with dry tears and her makeup was disheveled. Her hazel eyes widened as she was pulled up from her chair.

"What's going on?" Rin mumbled as she allowed herself to be pulled upstage by a chubby man with a brown mustache. "Ladies and gentleman, please give a warm welcome to Rin. She'll be singing a song for us tonight." The man announced before the musicians started playing a background song with a soft beat.

Rin stood perplexed for a moment, before taking the microphone that was handed to her. She looked at the silent crowd who was dancing to the tune. Some of the customers that were seated stared up at the young woman wondering if she was planning to just stand there.

I love you... I love you...

Her words echoed through the club's speaker surround sounds. No trace of sturdiness or drowsiness from her drunken stupor was traced through her words. Only sadness and the angelic soft voice were heard to accommodate the music playing.

Rin closed her eyes and swayed her body from side to side. She imagined herself drinking down the alcohol bottles she hid in the solitary confinements of the bedroom they used to share.

Now and other stray days, she would sleep alone on their bedroom while he slept elsewhere. She especially hated having Him ignore her while they stood together in the same room. It felt like if they were living different lives and not the life they shared together.

The repeated echoes of her silent sobbing, and pleading for him to stop this insane game were driving her crazy.

Here we are now

Sleeping in the same bed that we don't share

Walking in the same room but breathe different air

The lights shone in various neon colors around and about in the dance floor as the people slowly danced to the music of the performing singer. She opened her hazel eyes to only stare at the vast darkness away from the dance floor as she continued singing the plight of her life.

I'm tired of trying to drink away all the hurt

'Cause when I lose myself I just find you...

She perfectly remembers the way he touches her body. Rin could clearly hear her own screams of pain, as she stares into his cold, quiet eyes that stare right back at her. His eyes are not filled with love, but lust. She has never liked that type of stare.

The alcohol didn't seem to help her tonight, because she could still remember the awful memories.

"You're mine," He whispers into her ear, softly.

She remembered the horrible nights she was forced to spend with him. She would always slowly back off as he forcefully and silently grabbed her arms. He would then throw her on the bed, before climbing on top of her. He would ignore the tears falling down her cheeks as he pulled her face near his own.

Oh, God...

I swear I'd rather have you scream or cry

Than have to look at your cold, quiet eyes

How can I be lonely right by your side?

Her hazel eyes turn to stare back at the crowd ignoring the fact that her vision has become hazy as she continues trying to erase the awful memory. Why can't I forget?

It seemed that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't drown her memories with the alcohol she allowed passing her lips. Am I fated to suffer for the many years to come?

You're so far away

You're so far away, you're so far away

I need you to say...

I love you...

He always seems to walk away with that smug smirk of his, leaving her hurting all over. She could still feel the fresh tears spill out as she would hug the bed sheets to her body tighter. It wasn't always like this. There is no love in his lovemaking, only his satisfaction and the violence on her body. Even so, she hanged on to him because...

The tears trickle silently out of her hazel eyes smearing her cheeks. Her soul is slowly once more trying to consume her. The swaying of her body has suddenly started feeling more heavily as the place started spinning.

She ignores the fact that alcohol has become her friend. It is her addiction to drinking to take away the pain and make her numb to feeling. She allows it to take her life away, slowly by bit. The love she felt that he would return was so far from her reach. Nothing seems real, anymore.

Rin could see the spotlight slowly fading away from her figure, as the closing of her song was coming to an end.

I love you...

Her grip loosened on the microphone as it fell on the stage floor.

I love you...

A single red rose was thrown to her feet from the crowd.

I love you...

Teardrops fell down upon the red rose petals as she felt herself vanish into the darkness unaware of the arms that caught her crumbled and wasted appearance onstage.