I Do Not Own Inuyasha

The Start of Love…

It was the worst night of her life, she decided as she sat there in the bar trying to drown her sorrows. Damn Hojo, fuck Inuyasha, screw Kagome, death to the world; they were quickly becoming her most favored toasts as she sat there. Rin had purposely been ignoring her phone, mostly because she didn't feel like dealing with anyone, not that she felt that she could be blamed for that callous behavior. It wasn't her fault her heart was shattered all because her boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, had had a secret hankering for her franternal, blue eyed, lush, beautiful twin. There wasn't anything that could have prevented that; however that didn't mean that it didn't hurt her as she sat there with another shot at her lips.

Hojo, he had gone and broken her heart after declaring his love for her sister at the Taisho family ball, in front of witnesses. The worst part hadn't been the announcement or his brash declaration, the worst part had been the stares she had been receiving from everyone, like she was supposed to have known about this. Rin hadn't, she hadn't even knowing that Hojo didn't love her but as she sat there at the bar she felt it was obvious now. If she hadn't been so wrapped up in keeping her secrets and creating everything that was in her head she wouldn't have missed it. But she had missed it. She had noticed that he didn't seem all that interested in her sexually but it hadn't mattered to her because she had other problems to worry about. It had wounded her minimal pride though.

Now though she was glad and hurt that she hadn't pursued a relationship with Hojo, at least sexually. Rin downed her shot then and poured another because the tender had left her with the bottle of some exceptionally strong alcohol. But it didn't help that she was secretly working with the god of sexy so it wouldn't matter if she had jumped his bones and lost her virginity; more than likely Rin would've screamed his name rather than Hojo's. Rin knew herself well enough to worry about that. Sighing she noted that her first bottle was gone and the time was last call. Her head was killing her and she didn't want to call Inuyasha; the king of brash carelessness and her best friend, for a ride.

Rin swung her legs around on her stool as she leaned against the counter with her elbows propped up on the counter as she scrolled through her contacts to get to his private number. Takashi's number as it was labled in her phone because no one would know it was him, not that it mattered. No one aside from Shishinki and herself had this number for him because he never wanted to be pestered with meaningless calls. His family had a different number to call should they chose to get in touch with him.

But she wasn't his family.

However she wasn't his friend or anything either.

She was merely his model and she owed him several dozen favors. Alright, so it was more like a few hundred but she and he had come to the arrangement of 'you scratch my back I'll scratch yours' and it worked for their chosen professions. He was also helping her manage her earnings from becoming as rich as she was getting, she wrote a lot and had found that with his help it could be her full time job. Still, her finger hesitated as it levitated over his number.

Did she really wish to call him? Him of all people? She didn't even think he would understand what a broken heart would mean because he was the Ice Prince, nothing ruffled him. Nothing could hurt him. Rin envied that about him as she sat there staring at the blurry number of the only male she knew she could rely on; who wasn't Inuyasha. Hesitantly she dialed his number then held the phone to her ear as she sat on the stool listening to the last call.

"Rin," he greeted her icily but she never expected a warm welcome from him as she sat there on her barstool.

"Hey, I'm drunk," she informed him honestly.

"Hn," was his response. "How drunk?"

"Halfway, can't drive. Would you come get me?" Rin pleaded hearing the whine in her voice but didn't care because she wanted his indifferent, insufferable company at this moment. It was strange, but during the last two years whenever she had reached her lowest point, he was the one she wanted for company rather than Inuyasha or Kagome or even her ex or Kohaku.

"Call you boyfriend or Inuyasha, I'm busy Rin," he informed her indifferently and she heard him about to hang up in annoyance.

"Can't, Hojo loves Kagome and announced it at the ball, Inuyasha's pissed and I'm alone. Please, I wouldn't call if it wasn't important," Rin assured him.

"Are you certain you're drunk?" he questioned. Rin held up two fingers infront of her face, and knew it to be two because she was making the peace sign, however instead of seeing two fingers she saw six.

"Positive, please, I'll owe you anything you want I just can't go home tonight." It was the truth because if she went home then she'd have to face Hojo and that wouldn't do. Rin wasn't strong, she could never be strong, she had learned to survive but at this moment she wanted oblivion and if she didn't have his strong prescence she just might fall into her despair. Rin was tired, truly tired, of always being compared to her sister and then dumped because she wasn't as volumous or as lush or as sexy or as friendly or as pretty as her twin. Enough was enough, she wanted his company because he didn't want Kagome.

"What bar?" she told him and he promised to be there in fifteen minutes. The advantages to having a friend who could drive. Rin paid her tab then stumbled out the door with her coat in her arms and her heels in hand.

Honestly Sesshomaru had been waiting for that call, he wouldn't lie about that because he knew she was in trouble after he received a call from his younger brother.

Sesshomaru pulled on his jacket because there was a slight drizzle outside, grabbed his keys and locked his apartment before walking to his car. He had been concerned when he had been woken by a frantic call from Inuyasha saying they couldn't find Rin, Sesshomaru had then proceeded to learn everything and he had fought back the urge to track this Hojo down and rip the man from limb to limb.

However he had refrained, simply snapping at his brother that it was rude to wake those sleeping before telling Inuyasha to keep track of his own humans and then hanging up. After that though he had been waiting, it felt like an eternity as he waited just sketching because there was nothing else he could do while he waited. And if he left without knowing where she was he'd kill the human. Patience proved to be his ally this time though as he waited and was rewarded with a call on his private number from her. It had taken everything he had not lunge at the phone, rip it open then roar at her for worrying him. No he had remained calm as he waited for the call and then answered because he always would answer her calls.

It was because she was Rin that he was willing to answer the phone, then drag his ass out of his bed, into his car and was now driving through the light rain to a bar which was about five blocks away from his place and six from hers'. Sesshomaru didn't know what to feel though when he turned the corner and she was standing there, defeated, in the rain as she held her coat and heels. Pulling up to the curb he waited for her to get in, he was sorely tempted to track her human lover down and flay his hide but refrained because he wasn't Rin's lover. He was merely her inspiration and her confidant. Nothing more. But sure as hell nothing less.

"Rin," he greeted the wet girl who didn't look at him. She merely stared at her hands.

"Thank you Sesshomaru," she mumbled as he started driving back to his place because he figured she could use and escape. Also he didn't trust her to be alone at this moment. The atmosphere was depressing and being the creative type she was that could be disastrous for her and him.

"You wish to tell me what is going on here Rin?" he asked feigning ignorance.

"Hojo," she whispered then looked out her window. "Why does everyone love Kagome more!?" Rin finally sobbed out in a wail.

"Why!? I know she's sexier, smarter, prettier than me but why does everyone have to like her more than me!?" Rin demanded as tears rolled down her cheeks. He pulled into his parking space in his apartment complex then studied her. He had no clue what to do with weeping women. "Hojo loves her and he even stated she was the sexiest woman ever! What am I!? Chopped suihi? I wish I was never born, I wish I was dead, I wish I didn't hurt! Why can't one guy, just one guy like me!? Am I not pretty or something!?" she sobbed.

"No," he stated firmly.

"Don't be mean!" Rin cried out and he grabbed that chin he was so fond of painting so she would look at him. Sesshomaru stared at those wet, large, honest brown eyes, eyes which he had captured countless times but could never tire of seeing.

"I'm not, and you're not pretty or sexy, you are beautiful and that is something your sister is not. And not every male wants a female like Kagome in their lives, she's loud; you are quiet. I am quite pleased you are here, else who would I paint? And" he pressed his lips against hers' hard and firm but it was all it took for him to be addicted. "Does that help relieve the ache?"

"Sesshomaru?" she breathed his name. His golden gaze raked over the girl who had a slight blush creeping up her cheeks. He smirked a bit then got out of the car. He was at her door, pulling her slight frame out of the car. "Will you kiss me again?"

"Hn," was his response because he had to have her. He had been mad with desire for her and her alone for years now and now that she was here he would show her just how he felt about her. She was the most beautiful, enchanting, entrancing creature he had ever met; yōkai, human, male or female, Rin was just a siren in his mind as he scooped his woobilly human up to climb the stairs to his apartment.

"That wasn't a yes," she informed him drunkenly as he opened his apartment door. They made it inside, he barely flipped the lock back in place before he had her pressed against the door and his mouth on hers again. Great Kami did the human taste divine! Even with the alcohol on her tongue she tasted wonderfully, far better than any alcohol he had ever tasted in his life.

"Yes or no Rin, stop or finish. If we stop now I will act as if this never happened and you can sleep on my couch," he stated coldly as he grabbed and pinned her wandering hands beside her head against the door. "But if we do this then you are mine and that will not change for a long while," he growled lowly.

"Continue, please," Rin whispered innocently before his mouth was on hers much more gently and his hands released hers' to cup her face.

Rin gasped when his arms slid around her pressing her firmly against that wondrous lean form of his. She merely wrapped her arms around him then brought her legs around him to as he lifted her. She giggled a bit but it couldn't be helped as he dropped her unceremoniously on his glorious bed. Rin couldn't tell you how many times she had posed nude from him, growing hot just watching him; and it wasn't from embarrassment. She could no longer be embarrassed around him because of how many nude painting she had made her pose for, all his cold amber gaze did was heat her body until she was pulsing with desires.

Splayed on the bed she stared up at her silver crush stood before her in the lights pooling into the room from the city and the night. She licked her lips as he pulled off his clothing. She didn't get chance to study him though, like she desired before his body was atop hers and his mouth was on hers in a drowning kiss. It was the sort of kiss which drowned you, consumed you, and eluded you until you fully experienced it. Rin liked it as she lay there being drowned by Sesshomaru. It was a rather pleasant and she liked this as she carefully let her fingers wander over his muscles. It was wonderful how he was built, it was lean, smooth, and hard; he was surprisingly hard and it wasn't just his erection which was hard but his body. Her head fell back when his lips trailed over her throat.

His claws slid under the skirt of the dress which she had been wearing for that family ball, she squirmed under that glorious touch. It felt like there was fire everywhere his claws touched her. A moan escaped her lips as she bowed back into that touch and squirmed beneath him. The glorious feel of his lips continued to travel over her throat to her collar bone. She sighed at the sensations as her fingers dug into his back. Sesshomaru let out a sound somewhere between a snarl and a growl which vibrated against her as he withdrew his hands from their exploration. Rin whimpered in protest but sighed when his lips returned to hers'.

His lips moved against hers as she timidly responded. Carefully her tongue darted from her mouth to explore his. She traced his fangs, marveling their feel when he pulled away to lift her up. Rin wrapped her arms around his shoulders as she felt his fingers slid up her back to where the zipper of her much hated dress was. She gasped when he pulled it down and she smiled when he pulled away to pull it off of her.

It hadn't been the sort of dress a girl wore with a bra, and she had to admit it was wonderful to be free of the infernal dress. Her twenty-one year old hormonal body took over then as she pulled him back to her for another kiss, her bare chest molding itself to his as his claws slid over her back and to her thighs which were still in their stockings. She pulled away from him to gasp and arched against him when he hooked her panties then moved her away from him to pull them off. Rin moaned at the feeling of the heat and wetness which had been building being exposed to the cold of his apartment.

Sesshomaru's gold eyes slid over her body before his mouth was back on hers' as he pressed her against the mattress and settled between stocking clad legs. She moaned when his clawed hands left her shoulders then settled on her too small breasts. Rin would admit she didn't have much; if anything really; in the breast department but she was startled and thrilled when his hands massaged them. It felt divine and amazing, it also felt unique as she writhed beneath his expert touch. When her nipples were hard though his hands continued their southbound travels on her body, she whimpered at the loss but she screamed when his mouth was on one as his fangs lightly scraped over her skin.

It felt divine, if felt glorious, and if felt hot. His hands slid over her skin, his tongue distracted her, and her legs tightened around his body brushing her center against his erection. Rin smirked into the pillow she had her face pressed into when she heard him groan against her breast. Then his tongue slid across her chest where he pressed a soft kiss against the scar before he moved his attention to her sister breast. Her thighs tightened their hold on his hips as she lifted her hips against his to brush against him again.

That felt good to her and it obviously had an effect on him as he growled again. She screamed though when his fangs slightly harder scrapped across her pale skin. Her fingers tangled themselves within his hair as she pulled his head closer to her body trying to get as close to him as humanly possible. His claws hooked her stockings and he pulled away to sit up. She whimpered a bit at the loss of his body pressed close to hers as he pried her legs off of him.

Those gold eyes flicked towards her for a moment and she watched with fascination as he pulled off each of her stockings to throw them over his shoulder before he landed atop her once more with his lips crashing against hers aggressively. His hands fisted in her hair as she clung to him in desperation. She needed this, she needed him, and he wasn't the rebound. This was Sesshomaru, he was, perhaps, her best and truest friend and this moment was right for the two of them. Again she felt his erection pressed against her heat and she moaned.

"Yes Sesshomaru," she breathed when he pulled away. He nodded in understanding but rolled over to the nightstand to pull out a small packet. Rin blushed for she hadn't thought of that. Again she whimpered at the loss of his heat when he sat up away from him however she moaned as his fingers brushed her sensitive heat while he pulled on the condom. Those few light touches were almost enough to have her falling apart and coming undone.

"Rin," he growled her name when he grabbed her hips, she nodded again. He wasn't gentle, he wasn't kind, and he wasn't soft about this moment either as he yanked her hips forward and his hips slammed into hers. She nearly screamed at the sensation of him slamming into her.

She was stretched, she was full, it hurt but at the same time it was wonderful as she lay there arching against the mattress uncertain of how this was supposed to feel. He pulled out of her slowly but surged forward quickly and began following that rhythm. Rin gasped as her hips began meeting his and slowly their motions became fluid, his hand slipped between them and she screamed as he toyed with that bundle of nerves there. Rin saw the arrogant smirk on his lips for a second when everything came undone before her eyes.

She screamed his name as his lips traveled to the nape of her neck however she never felt his fangs as he snarled fiercely and then collapsed atop her. They both lay there panting and she smiled a bit before her eyes fluttered shut feeling him swell within her and stay in her as he rolled them over.

"Night Sesshomaru," she whispered as she drifted off into the land of her dreams.

Gold eyes merely narrowed on the spot where his fangs had shredded his feathered pillow. That had been close, too close, he thought grimly as his arms tightened around Rin possessively. She was his but she wasn't meant to be his as they lay there in the night. That had been far too close for his liking. He'd have to be more careful with Rin in the future if she was to stay his lover. The thought had him stiffening.

Since when had he thought this thing was going to go anywhere!?

Rin was not meant to be with him, he wouldn't destroy the naïve human who he had been painting for the last two year. However he had to admit it felt wonderful to be knotted within her and her not freaking out like most females would. Then again Rin was a different breed of human from the rest, she wasn't the prying or worrying type. His eyes wandered over the human's pale skin and he remembered the scar which marred the center of her chest.

Where had she gotten that? He wondered as he lay there holding her. Then again he shouldn't pry into Rin's life unless she welcomed him in. It was how things worked for them and if she was willing to leave it that way then perhaps they could be lovers of sorts. He didn't want that though unless she could leave certain things alone, perhaps he would talk about it in the morning with her. For now, he let his claw slide over the human girl's spine, for now he would enjoy the woman he had been lusting after for a few years.

Well, this was the original start of To Owe Sesshomaru a Favor and I felt that it would be fun to write up the lemon and everything and post it.

I hope you enjoy it.

Enjoy To Owe Sesshomaru a Favor! =)