Hi xD

After a month, almost, here I am again to update another story. We had a break here in Brazil called Carnival in which we spend five days at home. I spent seven because I hurt my feet and well... I could not walk properly... So no streets, no drinks and no to the happiness of being surrounded by crazy people dressed in the most amazing costumes in the streets...

I could only watch movies... I started two new kdramas I'm totally hooked upon, watched a few movies and the not so glorious Oscars of this year. Btw, glad Moonlight won for Best Picture xD

And I wrote... And I could not get this idea from my mind. At first, I'd post an oneshot called Behind the Mask, which is somewhat related to Carnival and well... Masks and smut... But the idea became too complex in my head and I absolutely can't have another longfic posted now. So, I decided to give it more thought and came up with this one. Sadly, it's not finished as well, because it got to big (11k and I'm not finished yet) and in spite of the fact I'm writing it since morning, I could not finish it. Don't worry, it WON'T be a longfic, only a twoshot - cause apparently I can't write PWP without plot TT

Well, enough with the babbling... Hope you enjoy the reading.

Again, keep in mind English is not my first language. As I said I'm Brazilian xD But I did my best to make it understandable. Also, it's not betaed, so you know...

Okimono is a decorative object, an ornament of display.

Tokomona is an especific part of a Japanese room in which the floor is elevated, it is usually decorated with flowers and hanging scrolls.

Kakejiku is a Japanese hanging scroll used in decorations.

Disclaimer: Takahashi owns InuYasha, I own this plot.

Warnings: Lemon and OOCness.

Enjoy!

Mirrored Pleasures

by Velvetsins

"I'm well aware I'm a danger to myself. Are you aware I'm a danger to others?

There's a crack in my soul, you thought was a smile.

Whatever doesn't kill you, is gonna leave a scar"

Leave a Scar – Marilyn Manson

Hmmmm…

It was the only sound that escaped the gorgeous ningen's mouth as Sesshomaru caressed her neck with his sharpened fangs.

A possessive growl formed on his chest as she wiggled her hips against his, teasing him till all he could ever think about was burying himself in her sweet body and rock both of them towards the paradise.

He knew, however, she would never allow him so easily. Not until they exhausted themselves in torturing games that nearly drove him — especially him — to the brink of madness.

Next thing the demon Lord knew, she was between his legs, her skilled mouth guiding him to the sweet end; his clouded golden eyes torn between her chocolate orbs and the mirror all around the room, where he could see her from several angles as she pleasured both herself and himself at the same time.

His breath hitched as he saw her slender fingers working herself in a tantalizing movement that he could not tore his eyes off. In a rush of possessiveness and playfulness — she was absolutely not the only one allowed to play —, he grabbed her wrist when she was on the verge of reaching an intense orgasm and pulled her hand to his mouth; his tongue lapping at the wet fingers while he spilled his seed on her mouth and breasts.

She was breathless for a moment, then mad at him. Well, she had her reasons. With his index finger, he tilted her chin and smashed his lips against hers. Both of their tastes mixing together in their tongues.

Rin moaned.

But too soon Sesshomaru broke apart, forcing her to stare at him. Her eyes… Her doe chocolate eyes were like pools… Mirrors of the most tempting pleasure.

It was their… thing.

And it had been this way ever since the Lord found her in the mirror room; the ever so infamous mirror that showed people's true intentions and desires. She was past twenty at that time, a little older to be living with him and still unmarried, but part of himself could not force himself to give up on her and betroth her to someone else, be it to a human or another demon ally. Lord or not.

His mother suggested — more like begged — for him to get rid of the girl, for she would cause problems sooner than he expected, but as stubborn as he was, he refused. Part of him did not want to send her away, to part from her company so prematurely.

Reasons? He had none.

At least, none good enough.

Or reasonable enough.

It is, till he found her in the mirror room. When he saw what she saw in the mirrored surface, Sesshomaru could not hold back a possessive growl.

There he was holding her flush against him, her neck bare to his appreciation, in a fashion that demonstrated submissiveness and trust. His fangs caressed her porcelain skin; one of his skilled hands was under the night yukata touching her soft breast, the pearls standing erect under his ministrations, the other between her long, toned legs, completely drenched as he guided her to the sweet end.

She moaned his name — more like chanted it aloud — and the sound escaping her lips was a siren's song — the most amazing symphony he had ever heard in his immortal life.

His mother — as if aware of what was taking place between them in the very castle where his father mated a human before — continued to suggest — beg, and he hated when she begged — for him to marry her to another man or take a mate himself. She even had a list of possible candidates for both himself and Rin.

But now, even though he never admitted it aloud, Sesshomaru knew the reason why he could never let her go. It was simply enough. She was his. Period. He needed no other purpose to keep her with himself, even if he had no intention of mating her.

After the interesting finding, Sesshomaru could not keep himself and his desires at bay. When he first met Rin, saved her and had her killed and persecuted because of him again and again and again, he could never think of her other than a child and he expected she would always remain a child. However, humans grow fast and Rin had become a fine specimen of her kind.

Beautiful.

No. Gorgeous.

After twelve years apart, she had become a woman and a different person. Alluring. He wanted her. He wanted her from the very first time he laid his eyes on her when he came back to ask if she wanted to either return with him or stay with her kind.

She was so different that if not for her continuous bright smile and her ridiculously obsession with flowers and singing in the flowered field, he probably would not have recognized her.

Nonetheless, he held himself at check. He could not touch her. It was beyond the fact she was human. It was mostly linked to the fact she probably saw him as a fatherly figure. What kind of sick creature was he to desire someone who felt nothing but blind admiration for him? Did his distorted fantasies of God take place in her? Became real through her?

He could not be more ashamed of himself.

Yet, he could not be more wrong.

When he saw what she saw — because the mirror was always right, it could not be manipulated —, it was his undoing.

He had to have her.

She was his.

Forever.

No.

Absolutely not.

The words came out of Sesshomaru's lips as a snarl.

He would not let that happen. There was no way his mother would win over him this time. She was completely mistake if she thought he would back away. He was a force to be reckoned with; the Lady of the West knew that better than anyone.

As an answer, there was a low chuckle that soon became a loud laugh.

The beautiful demoness threw her head back, her body shaking with the spams of her laughter. InuKimi barely laughed — she was a woman of mischievous smirk —, but when she did, it was usually related to something bad… Bad for him.

"Mother, I said no."

He could barely contain the rage in his voice. It was so out of his character he could not even begin to tell. There were few things that could arouse such anger in him and they were mostly related to either politics — a man used to fight was not really a man born to deal with politics, they bored the hell out of him — and Rin.

"My cherished son, I said yes."

Their so alike golden eyes clashed for a moment. Neither dared to back away; his fierceness made his mother shake her head in disapproval. She was growing tired of Sesshomaru's stubbornness. Couldn't he see she only sought the best for him? Was he that blind to her attempts?

"You are a fool if you think you can disobey my very commands."

With her very last sentence, Sesshomaru let a growl escape his throat as he rose from his seiza position and walked towards the shōji doors of the meeting room where he was currently having tea with his mother.

He would do everything in his power to demote her from such idea. And if he could not convince her otherwise, he was sure his ward could. His mother was not the person who loved Rin the most, but she would absolutely not force a female to do something she was not willing to.

And Sesshomaru was sure Rin would not partake in such madness willingly. If she was in, it was probably because his mother seduced her and told her it was in his best interests. Fool as she was, he would not find it strange if she totally believed what InuKimi said.

He had his hands on the doors when her melodic voice reached his ears. It was a low tone, but still clear enough; there was no way for him to mishear her message.

His body froze.

"You either accept Rin as one of the contestants of the mirror or I will have her married to a smaller Lord in the West."

Rin woke up to a very common wetness and uncommon soreness between her legs.

A sigh escaped her lips as she sat on the bed and stretched her limbs. She barely rested last night, her Lord completely passionate and demanding.

Yes, he was a very demanding creature, but nothing could prepare her for what took place between them last night. Lord Sesshomaru usually took her in their own mirror room — Lady InuKimi would be displeased if she knew they had a room alike hers to perform their sinful acts — but that night he had been so desperate he took her without warning in the pantry, with servants still roaming around and performing their duties.

Needless to say she had been startled at first, but then, as always, she gave in the pleasure that only her Lord could ever give her.

It felt amazing.

More so than their almost daily encounters in their mirrored room.

It was not romantic, but the fact that she could make him go crazy to act so carelessly was enough to drive her wet with want again.

Now, sitting in her futon, Rin looked at the sun rising in the horizon. It was quite early in the morning and the Lady expected her only after breakfast and if her she was not mistaken she still had more than one hour left.

She was ready to call her lady's maid to prepare her bath when she heard the unmistakable steps of her Lord approaching the room. Eager to make him pay for one of their recent encounters in which he denied her the supreme bliss, Rin loosened the obi of her night yukata and lowered back on the futon.

When Sesshomaru closed the shōji doors behind himself, his nose was assaulted with the delicious scent of her arousal and his eyes were bombarded with the glorious scene of her pleasuring herself.

In the very beginning of their relationship — they had been at this for months, but still less than a year — Rin was too shy to even look at his eyes when they made love — sex, he corrected himself, making love was for fools and Sesshomaru was absolutely no fool; he did not care, he did not love —, but now she was a totally different woman. A temptress.

He enjoyed a shy Rin, but he adored so much more the woman before his eyes; the woman who was no longer ashamed of him, of what they did and her own desires. He took pride in her. Took pride in the fact he was the one to teach her that, to be that confident.

Taking a few steps towards her, he watched in satisfaction as she added another finger to her core, her body shaking with each movement of her hips; her plump breasts moving as well. Mesmerized, he kneeled in front of her, unsatisfied with the idea of only watching her, ready to help her reach the utmost pleasure. He was interrupted by her hoarse voice, however.

"No… Don't… Keep your hands away."

Her command had him narrowing his golden eyes.

"You dare to command this Sesshomaru?" His tone was deeper than usual, heavy with desire. At her flashy smile, he moved slightly away, siting in seiza and nodding his head. "Very well… Proceed, Rin."

The way in which he spoke her name had her shivering. And although he kept his hands only to himself, his golden eyes were enough to set her body ablaze. Unable to keep gazing into his orbs, her lids fluttered close as she worked herself. Grunts and gasps of pleasure left her lips all the time, but nothing could have prepared her to the surprising sensation of her Lord's mouth on hers, kissing her as if there was no tomorrow. Quite soon, he was kissing her neck and chest, his fangs scrapping against the heated skin.

Her eyes snapped open and without even noticing, more like a habit, one of her hands that was not busy with herself, flew to his hair, entangling in the silvery locks. She guided him to her neglected breast and being a man who needed no warnings, Sesshomaru complied.

Soon, he pulled her hand away from her body and two of his fingers, much larger and eager, entered her; his skilled tongue leaving her breasts to trail a path towards her core. He kept the other hand out of her way, forcing it upwards, this way it would not touch the sheets or even his hair.

"Keep your hand this way…" he ordered before sinking his tongue on her navel, teasing her. When she moaned and moved her hips, indicating where she wanted his mouth, he complied with a smirk. He lapped at her sweet spot a few times and added, "I want to taste them when I'm finished with you."

His deep voice had her shivering.

She was supposed to be mad at him, but the moment he pleasured her with both his hand and mouth, she could not help but close her eyes and give in. Before long, she was trembling beneath him, reaching paradise in a moan loud enough to wake up whoever demon who still dared to sleep in the compound; her body shaking thoroughly.

It took her a while to compose herself. Not that he gave her much time to, for he continued to lap at her till she reached a second strong and powerful orgasm with his mouth only, both of his hands busy with her breasts; this time, her moan was soundless, for she could not find her voice or any will to speak.

When she came down from her high, she could not help but sigh and caress his silver locks affectionately. The great demon Lord had his head rest against her chest, listening carefully to her heartbeats. Rin could not help but smile.

It was at times like this, when he held her after their passionate encounters, that she dared to hope and dream. And as foolishly as that may have looked to anyone outside of their relationship, Rin dared to believe… To think he was in love with her as well.

He was not.

A demon such as himself was not capable of love. He said so himself. More than once. There was nothing else for them aside from those moments of pleasure. It was purely fleshly and she better get used to that.

But Rin was a fool. The girl dared to believe that he was wrong himself. He was a being that could love… He certainly could. There was no being unable to love, right? At least… At least he cared for her.

Desperately, she clung to those moments complete abandon in his arms, hoping that one day he would wake up and see her through a very different light. That he would return her love.

Foolish human girl, master Jaken would have said if he knew of her feelings. Or would say again as he said once when he learned she was engaging herself in such relationship with their Lord — of course when Sesshomaru heard him saying she was unworthy of their Lord, he spanked the toad for good, it had been years since Jaken last got spanked. And albeit he deemed undeserving, Rin had spent years enough with the old imp to know his words conveyed another different meaning.

It was not that she was unworthy — well, she certainly was —, but that she would never be happy to be only his mistress. She would want more.

Hell, she wanted more.

She was indeed a fool. The most foolish of her kind.

Rin bit her bottom lip, cutting short her train of thoughts before her Lord sensed her uneasy feelings and the tears that build up in the corner of her expressive eyes. Instead, she focused on her anger towards his defiance.

"You disobeyed me, Sesshomaru-sama," she muttered still out of breath. A childish pout taking upon her lips.

"This Sesshomaru obeys no one," he replied before snatching her hand and sucking her fingers dry as he had promised earlier. Rin's eyes clouded with desire once again.

He had a deep fascination with her taste that made her feel completely wanted. She felt the gloom mood return quickly and the sadness making a place in her heart. Sesshomaru looked deeply into her eyes and was about to speak when their attention was shifted to a knock on the door.

"My lady," her lady's maid Naoko said from behind the shōji doors. "Lady InuKimi changed plans. She wanted you to join her for breakfast."

Shit!

Rin broke away from Sesshomaru and get up completely naked. The blush crept to her cheeks as she noticed his intense stare. The way he licked his lips had her shivering and the blush deepening. The way his claws caressed her legs and his mouth traced her thighs, made her widen her eyes.

He had absolutely no intention of letting her join his mother!

"Sesshomaru-sama!" she breathed harshly, her voice with a hint of warning, her hands, however, acted on their own and flew to his hair, dictating the movements of his mouth on her skin.

"Lady Rin?"

"Yes…" His golden eyes were glued on hers and they had a mischievous glint that had her shivering and arching her body into his. "Give me a minute." She did her best not to moan, but the Lord between her legs made it almost impossible. "I'm coming…" she whispered.

"So soon?" he whispered against her skin, his lips finally reaching her clit. She moaned loudly this time, not really caring about the fact her lady's maid was probably behind her doors.

"Sesshomaru-sama…" she said between moans. "Please, you know she will get mad at me if I don't join her."

He stopped at once, earning himself a dissatisfied grunt. He looked at her eyes and nodded. Rin was right. If she did not go, his mother would make both of their lives a living hell. He lapped at her one last time, making her shiver and broke completely apart, before the best within him lost control.

Rising to his feet, he pulled her by the shoulders to him and crashed their lips together in a very passionate kiss.

Thinking about his mother made him wonder what she could possibly want with his Rin. And as realization sank into him, he could not hold back a very menacing growl.

"Whatever Lady InuKimi asks of you say no."

"Why?" Her chocolate orbs were filled with worry as she touched his cheeks lovingly. He closed his eyes and leaned in her touch, his lips brushing against hers.

"You are not allowed to question me, Rin and you will pay me for the interruption," he muttered against her lips, his claws pressing her slim waist, melting her body against his.

There was a smile on her lips as she kissed the corner of his lips and whispered, "I will be eagerly waiting for tonight, Sesshomaru-sama."

And before he could ever reply or even punish her for her boldness, she freed herself of his grasp and was leaving him alone to meet his mother. A small, barely noticeable smirk lifted the corner of his lips as he thought how eager he was for that night.

Siren.

The ningen woman sat in front of the beautiful demoness in a state of complete surprise. She gaped, unable to tell if the Lady was serious or not.

Regardless of the case, she could not simply act disrespectfully towards her. She was still — and would always be — the Lady of the West. She deserved total respect. Even though she did not like Rin — in the beginning it hurt her deeply, for her beloved's mother disapproved of her —, she never disrespect her. On the contrary, she was always treated accordingly, with the utmost respect — at least the most she would get to being a ningen in a demon's world.

"Excuse me, my Lady, but I…"

"You did not understand," InuKimi spoke, lowering her cup so Rin could pour her more tea. Rin acted quickly and poured both of them more tea.

They had breakfast in a room that was barely used in the compound. Rin had entered there only once before, after she followed her lady's maid, trying to help her with the amount of clothes she insisted to carry alone. It ended up that Naoko was only taking a shortcut to the servant's area, crossing the most beautiful room Rin had ever seen.

It faced the koi pond and the blooming cherry trees. The pink petals fell to the once green ground, creating a beautiful carpet to step on. She glanced back at the room and lingered her eyes on the brutally real inu okimono — an ornament made of bronze which depict the almighty figure of Lord InuTaisho in his demon form. If she was not mistaken, there was a kakejiku of Lady InuKimi herself in the tokonoma.

"This room…" the Lady began, her voice held a hint of longing. Rin's heart constricted because of her tone. "Our mating ceremony took place here…" Her golden eyes were nostalgic, but soon it was gone. "And Sesshomaru's will also take place here."

Rin almost chocked and dropped her cup at the sudden turn of events.

"You know mating season approaches and my son cannot afford to waste another year. He has to take a bride soon. Several Ladies, Princess too, were invited to be tested by my magical mirror."

Her words had Rin swallowing hard. It could only mean one thing: their time together was over. She would probably be sent away — and if they did not send her away, she would leave herself. No Lady would accept her as the Lord's concubine. Would he even want her after he mated and pupped his Lady?

She bit her bottom lip as her own hands slithered to her belly. She had always loved children, had always have a soft spot for them. It would make her the proudest woman to carry her Lord's pups and mother them. It is… If he did not hate humans and hanyōs with equal passion.

A sigh left her lips as she removed her hands from her tummy as if burned — her action did not go amiss by the Lady who smirked into her own cup.

"This room will bring a new era to our clan, Rin."

At the word, Rin bit her bottom lip even fiercely. She could even imagine the new inu okimono. It would be an amazing piece of Sesshomaru-sama. And the tokonoma of the new Lady would be stunning as well.

She did not know why — rather, she did not want to dwell too much into those feelings — but her heart was sore and little all of sudden. It was quite suffocating to be in this room. Why were they there? Why did the Lady bring her there? Did she enjoy torturing her that much?

"You disagree?"

"I would never, my lady." Her eyes were pretty much widened. She would never do such a thing. If Lady InuKimi so wished she would have Rin parted from the West before she could even say her goodbyes to the Lord. She wet her lips and asked, her eyes casted down, "But I don't… I don't comprehend, my Lady."

"No, you do not…" InuKimi's smirk became more noticeable and Rin had no more doubts, she enjoyed torturing her. Very much. "Alright… Games aside…" Her voice all of sudden became serious and her smile died on her lips. "You will be tested by my mirror as well."

If Rin's eyes were not widened enough before, they surely were now. In her expressive orbs, Lady InuKimi could see everything. Every single emotion the foolish girl could not conceal.

So you have been tested before.

"My Lady…" Rin squealed, in spite of herself. "I surely cannot—

"You cannot or you have no intentions to become my son's mate?"

Rin's head shot up at the words, her eyes still widened.

And that's how you both became so… Close to each other. His scent is all over you. That's… Interesting.

The ningen woman even opened her mouth to speak, but she could not find the words within herself to reply the Lady. She was… Crazy, right? She knew she was human.

"I am a ningen woman…" Rin wet her lips, trying to sound calm and reasonable enough.

"I am quite aware of this fact myself, missy. But I thank you for your honesty."

And?

At the girl's innocence, she felt like sighing, but stopped herself.

"I am not saying you will mate him," InuKimi once again hid her smirk behind the cup. At this stage, it was already empty. "You may lose in the end…"

"I… With the due respect, my Lady…" Rin bit her bottom lip, her heart beating madly in her chest. "I refuse."

This time, the demoness could not hold back her laughter. It came smoothly and at the same time nerve-wrecking for the girl who anxiously waited to be dismissed of this madness.

"Sesshomaru-sama…"

"You both have no choice. Listen, girl…" She focused her golden orbs on the petite figure before herself. Her son was a fool to fall for that ningen girl. She was so weak she could not even fight for her love. What kind of love was that? What kind of woman could not mark her man and send all the other rivals away? "You either accept the challenge of my mirror or I will have you married into another clan. Is that what you want?"

This time, Rin could not hold back the sob that escaped her lips.

No.

She preferred to see him married and watch him happy with another woman, than have another man touching her. Her mind was made up. If… No… When Lord Sesshomaru took a mate, she would leave, but she would not get married. She would never have children of her own…

The more she thought about it, the more painful the situation become.

She placed both hands on her mouth and controlled her sobs and the tears that escaped her orbs freely. She knew how much both the Lord and the Lady hated the smell of human tears.

As if disgusted by show of weakness, the Lady shook her head at her and rose to her feet, shaking a small decorated fan Rin had given her herself to wave off the sickening smell of her tears.

Her last words had Rin lowering her head in utter shame.

"You are such a weak thing… Pathetic."

Sesshomaru was anxious when he walked towards the mirror room. Their mirror room. Due to their sexy interlude earlier, he was almost shaking with anticipation. He longed to have her — and he would make sure to have her in each position he could ever think of — to sink in her warmth and kiss her senseless.

He would make sure to leave her speechless when he was done.

A smirk took upon his face — and if he smirked more, he would think of himself a fool, for no woman could make the corner of his lips twitch so much — as he neared the room.

The voice that responded to him had his heart beating quickly, clenched at the thought of her sad because of him or what his mother said.

"Sesshomaru-sama…" she said softly, looking at him through one of the shiny surfaces.

His heart stopped at the sight of her swollen face.

"Rin…" he breathed her name as he kneeled in front of her. He lifted her chin and made her look at him. "What's wrong?"

She bit her bottom lip. A gesture he came to recognize when she was either nervous or trying to lie. He narrowed his eyes.

"Nothing…"

"Rin…"

She tried to brush her lips against his, her hands shooting to his silver locks. He indulged in her warmth for a moment, kissing her lightly back, but never allowing her to deepen the kiss.

"Tell me…" He brushed her cheeks against his and then nuzzled her face cautiously. When she made no signal to continue speaking, he said for her, "It was my mother, wasn't it?"

She froze in his arms and tried to break away a minute later, the lie quick in her lips.

"No. Of course not."

"Rin…" His tone had a hint of warning. He absolutely hated when someone tried to lie for him, she was very much aware of that.

"She means no harm, my Lord… I know she doesn't… But…"

He remained silent, waiting for her to continue. He merely sat against one of the mirrors and brought her to his arms, forcing her to sit between his legs. Her back met his chest as he nuzzled her neck and shoulders affectionately.

Rin sighed at the delightful sensation of him against her, of being in his arms. She caressed his arms and entwined her fingers with his. Surprisingly, he did not shove her away, instead his thumb caressed her hand slowly.

"I will speak to her," he said against her ear, making her shiver and not from delight. The Lady's words came back to her lips.

You either accept the challenge of my mirror or I will have you married into another clan. Is that what you want?

No.

Absolutely not.

"It's not necessary Sesshomaru-sama…"

He eyed her closely, watching her very features through the mirror.

"She wants me to…" She wet her lips, thinking carefully on her next words. "She wants me to be contestant of her magic mirror."

Although Sesshomaru knew of this already, he could not help but ask.

"What did you answer?"

"I refused, of course."

Her straightforward answer had him frowning mentally. He did not know why but he was suddenly disappointed that she was so quick to deny. He caressed her arm mechanically and tried to understand why he was so uneasy with her answer.

He was the one to want her to deny, right?

It was their agreement. Pleasure, nothing more. He could not be hers… Mate her. Pup her.

"…accept my refusal, though…" He shifted his attention back to her. It seemed she was speaking for quite a while. "She said I either accept to be a contestant or I will have to get married into another Clan."

Sesshomaru nodded his head. It was what she said to him earlier. No surprises till that point. That witch of a mother… Once again, he only noticed he was moving his lips when the words reached both their ears.

"Don't you want to get married and have children, Rin?"

He knew she loved children. He had seen her playing with the servant's children countless times before. He once had wondered how gorgeous and magnificent she would look swollen with his pups.

His hand slithered to her tummy, but he stopped himself before he could get there.

No.

He could not allow himself to have worthless and weak hanyōs as the heirs to his Empire. The legacy and name of his family could not go to the hands of a half-breed like his brother.

When her answer came, he did not know if he should either feel relieved or sad.

"No… I don't want to be a mother…"

But when the rest of the sentence came, his heart beat quickly against his ribcages.

"I just… I just need you. I don't want to be parted from you."

Next thing he knew, she was straddling him, her mouth upon his in an overpowering kiss. Still clouded by her innocent, — fool, she was such a fool — declaration, he kissed her back, tilting her head to better access. Then, her lips were trailing his neck, biting him in the pulse point and breathing soothingly against the skin.

Her wanton hips moving on her own accord over his, awakening a primitive part of him; the red color dominating his eyes. The golden orbs long gone. He growled when she slithered her small hand from his shoulders and parted his kimono, touching him through his hakamas.

"Sesshomaru-sama… make love to me," she whispered against his mouth, in a pleading tone.

He kissed her, kissed her thoroughly and then let go of her mouth and yanked her hand from him. In a minute, he was over her in the futon, but the red color of luxury was gone… The golden orbs stared back at her strangely and she would dare say… lovingly?

No.

She was probably seeing things.

He brushed their lips one last time and moved away from her. He sat on the futon and she sat as well, her hands caressing his magenta marks carefully. When he closed his eyes, she leaned to kiss his neck again, his adam's apple trapped between her white little teeth. She did not went farther, though, for with a growl, he set his hands on her shoulders and drew her apart.

"Sesshomaru-sama?" she said in a questioning tone. Her eyes wide open. He had never stopped her before.

And if her eyes were not widened enough before, they were now when he uncharacteristically kissed her forehead lightly. Then he lowered his body to the futon bringing her with him, her head resting against his chest.

"Tonight I shall only hold you close, Rin…"

My Rin.

It was almost morning when he decided to remove himself from her intoxicating presence. They were already in her room — he had carried her there shortly after she fell asleep, but for some reason he could bring himself to move away from her —, with her head resting on his chest while he carefully touched her raven hair.

Pathetic.

He was a pathetic, weak creature.

Who thought the almighty Sesshomaru would be brought to his knees by a mere human woman? He was never a man to sleep with women after he was done with sex, he never slept with Rin and to think all she needed was to show him her crying face to have him at her mercy.

Pathetic.

However, as stupid as it may sound, he could not bring himself to move away, to leave her alone as any wiser man would. Hell, he could not even bring himself to have sex with her. Even if his body wanted her more than anything — she certainly knew what turned him on —, his consciousness forbid him too.

And it was a shock in itself to discover he actually had one.

Disentangling himself from her, Sesshomaru carefully made his way to his mother. He needed to demote her from such a crazy idea. It was madness to have Rin as a contestant. It would… It would kill her.

And the demon Lord could not bring to kill her — even if metaphorically — one more time.

"Son…" InuKimi dragged him from his thoughts as she had her perfect hair brushed by a servant. "Leave…"

Sesshomaru stayed silent for a moment, merely eyeing his mother for a time. He knew what he had to say, but he was too tired to start another fight so earlier in the morning. He watched as she walked to sit in one of the zabuton placed on her veranda; at her glance, he moved to her as well.

There was a tray with two cups already filled with green tea. He brought the cup to his lips, already sure she expected his presence early. He narrowed his eyes. He hated when his mother thought she could play him so easily.

"You smell of her tears," she said, her nose moving quickly.

"Your doing," he replied quietly.

They stayed silent for a while. Their eyes, however, remained glued to each other. Neither dared to look away. It would mean to give up on the silent challenge.

Sesshomaru growled in warning and she chuckled. This time she was the one to break away and bring the cup to her lips and taste the tea.

"Remove her from the contest."

"No."

"Mother."

InuKimi chuckled once again. She absolutely loved when Sesshomaru said mother in that tone of his. Reminded her of his pup days. Such a cute, arrogant and stubborn little pup.

"She cares for you, Sesshomaru."

"I know she cares for me," he replied flatly. Arrogantly.

She smirked and Kami he hated when she did.

"And you obviously care for her."

He gave her no answer. He busied himself with the tea. It obviously did a poor job of masking what he felt. His mother knew him better than anyone. He had been in her for months after all. She had raised him, she saw him become the powerful dog demon who even surpassed his father.

"Mark her," InuKimi said dismissively and poured both of them more tea.

And give my empire to a hanyō?

He was not sure when the thought became words, but they did. Next thing he knew, his mother was looking at him through narrowed eyes.

"Then have her married."

"Never," he hissed in a very dangerous tone.

"What a greedy child…" She continued in a low tone, as dangerous as his. She was not afraid of his demonstration of possessiveness. "You cannot have everything, Sesshomaru. Mark her and have her forever, or simply let her go."

"I will never bring myself to mate with a human."

"But you are not letting her go, either…" She scoffed and rose to her feet. "Aren't you confused, because you are confusing me."

"Remove her from the contest," he demanded one last time, standing as well.

"Why should I? You just proved how little you regard her." She looked at her son over her shoulder. "Even if her feelings are deemed worthy by the mirror, you certainly do not agree, right?"

Sesshomaru bared his fangs to his mother. He thoroughly hated when she defied him so in the open. With a growl, he stormed out of the room quicker than the blink of her eyes.

Rin closed her eyes and lowered herself to the floor slowly. Her limbs numb and her heart broke. For some reason she could not even begin to understand, they did not notice her, or rather they did and said those awful words all the same.

At first, she was happy.

The Lady said he cared for her and he did not say anything, neither to agree nor disagree. Lord Sesshomaru was quite vocal when something displeased him.

Her heart leapt with joy. She was in absolute heaven. Her Lord cared for her. Sesshomaru-sama felt something for her. It was more than she could ever hope for.

However, it ended soon. And nothing in the world could have prepared her for this.

I will never bring myself to mate with a human.

It was not that he could not, it was that he would not. It seemed the same, but it was completely different. He could if he wanted, but… Well… He did not.

The knowledge hurt too much.

Before she could even hear the rest, she ran away. Her heart on her mouth, beating so quickly it made her unable to hear anything else.

The worst part is that she dared to hope… To believe he could feel something for her.

A fool.

She was a fool.

He warned her countless times before. Yet… Yet, her traitorous heart still clung to the possibility… She could not even say he was a heartless bastard. He was not. It was not that she did not know, that he made her believe she had the option to become his Lady, but the possibility…

Swallowing her tears — for she surely did not want to attract everyone's attention, they were demons after all —, she walked towards the stables where the dragon demon was kept.

Ah-Un was grazing the grass, but quickly averted his attention to her when he heard her steps. In spite of herself and her broken heart, Rin smiled at him. The demon's eyes shone with mirth as she caressed one of his heads affectionately.

It had been a while since she last visited him or ride him. Ah, how she missed the feeling of extreme freedom whenever they flew together.

"Ah-Un…" she said, pressing her forehead against the other head she was not caressing. "Take me somewhere far away from here, please!"

Take me to somewhere my heart doesn't hurt so much.

A/N - Well... that was it for part one, kids!

I hope you have enjoyed the reading, I certainly enjoyed writing.

Well... This time the music for inspiration is Leave a Scar from Marilyn Manson, cause I think this music suits them very much (in this context of course).

The idea of the mirror that reflects people's desires was not taken from Harry Potter, but I later thought of it. It actually came from a tumblr prompt. I was scrolling my tumblr and I saw this idea (a mirror in which shows people's desires) and since I have a thing with mirrors... (if you know Bleach and enjoy ByaRuki, well... they have a sexy scene in front a mirror as well) and decided to give it a shot.

As for InuKimi living in the West with Sesshomaru... Well, I do know she lives in the sky (even though I watched the anime and read the manga long time ago hehe, need to reread it), but I decided it fitted the story better if she lived with him. Hope you don't mind this huge mischaracterization xD

Well... That's all for today. I'll be back with part 2 next week!

Now, would you mind to review it for me?

Take care,

Velvetsins