With Or Without You

Warning: This chapter contains mature content, thus the MATURE rating. However, if you didn't catch that when you found this story, and mature stuff offends you, please just read until about half way through and then you can wait till the next chapter, k?

A/n: Hi everyone! I'm back and better than ever! First I have to say, as loud as I possibly can, THANK YOU ALL SO VERY, VERY MUCH! I can't explain how supportive your reviews were and many of them literally made me tear up! Thank you guys for the support!

Now on to the REAL reason you're here. I know in the last chapter I said I wanted to finish this by May. Obviously it didn't happen, lol. Other than the main reason, I also started writing this chapter and editing it, and the more I did, the more I realized I couldn't end this in just one or two chapters. But I promise, I will not drag this out to thirty chapters. It's already longer than I thought it would be. And, as you can tell by the warning above, there's gonna be some touchy feeley action going on in here, lol. And yeah, the chapter is pretty gosh darn long, but I'm sorry, I got to writing and it just ended up being like thirteen pages long, lol. Sorry! Okay, enough from me, here's the new chapter!

Chapter Twenty

Just Another Distraction

Dedicated to my dear, off the wall, hilarious, misunderstood friend, Justin Schroeder. You left far too soon, and I hope that you know, now that you're in a better place, we all could have helped you if you'd just reached out to us! I love you and you'll be dearly missed by me and the class of '07!

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From behind him, she followed faithfully.

She said not a word, as did he. In her arms, she clutched her clean kimono tightly to her chest. The soft stench of blood tickled her nose, the crimson liquid slowly drying on her skin and clothes. She glanced up to the figure before her, her eyes warming tremendously.

From behind him, he could hear her clumsy footsteps, timid and light. Like a small mouse, she was scurrying to keep up with him. The soft scent of her was tainted with the sickening scent of blood that repulsed him and at the same time, sent his demonic nature into overdrive.

The looks she had been passing him also did not help the demonic energy suddenly flowing through him, tearing at this every little nerve and thought.

'I will not loose myself to this. I am stronger than this,' he told himself sternly.

The scent of her, the fire within her eyes, it was all too much to bare.

Rin walked behind him, wondering if perhaps her master was lost. It was taking them twice as long to find the small pond than it had before.

However, she did not complain.

She was so happy to be in his presence once more, but the pains of his rejection still throbbed within her chest. She wanted nothing more than for him to hold her so tightly as he had done moments before.

'Don't be stupid, you're wasting your time,' came her inner voice, quipping bitterly.

Rin frowned slightly, her brow furrowing as her lips drew downward.

She looked up and stopped abruptly as did Sesshomaru, almost running into the back of him.

She looked up to him, watching him curiously before looking around him to see why he had stopped. Her head popped around his frame like a child, peeping behind a parent.

She gasped softly at the sight that opened up before her. She quickly stepped out from behind him to stand beside him.

A clearing expanded before her, displaying a small river, glistening golden in the afternoon sunlight. Ripples skipped across the water, and no sign of any demon, or demon remains, was to be seen.

"It's so pretty," she whispered to herself.

Sesshomaru looked down to her delicate profile, watching as her eyes shimmered with that same fiery spark he had seen earlier.

She looked up to him with a bright smile. "Thank you, Lord Sesshomaru. This is perfect for a bath," she whispered, not wanting to break the spell upon them or the beautiful oasis they had just entered.

Sesshomaru continued to stare at her with a strong, direct gaze. At first, her mind told her to look away, but her heart held her eyes upon him.

Sesshomaru studied her face, both hating and loving her resistance to his intimidating demeanor. Never before had he had such an urge to kiss someone as he did at that moment.

"I will be waiting in the woods. Do not waste time," he finally replied, surprising both Rin and himself at the softness to his voice.

Rin continued to smile, giving him a curt nod. "Yes Lord Sesshomaru."

He turned away stiffly, cursing himself silently as he headed into the woods.

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Rin pulled her kimono about her, untucking her mane of ebony from her collar as she faced the cool waters.

The afternoon sun was now fully upon her, igniting her in a warm glow. Her hair was still slightly damp, but she didn't worry. She was warm in her clean kimono and the brilliant sunshine. She turned as she finished dressing, her eyes searching the woods.

"Lord Sesshomaru?" she said softly.

She watched the tree line, waiting patiently.

As if on cue, Sesshomaru emerged from the forest, standing before her handsomely.

She walked to him casually, trying to keep her heart's pace normal...which she found impossible at this moment. She was having enough trouble with simply keeping herself from gasping at his appearance in the iridescent sunlight.

His eyes, like fire in the sun, looked to her intently. His bangs, now dipping slightly over his brow and into his amber eyes, were shimmering, like the rest of his hair, a brilliant silver. She hadn't noticed until now that her lord's hair appeared just a tad bit longer than ten years ago. She like the look, though it was less polished, it gave him a more human appeal.

Rin stood before him, smiling slightly. "I'm ready."

Without a word, he turned and lead her back to their camp.

Rin, slightly puzzled by his strong stare, followed behind just as obediently as before.

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Jaken watched as the two returned to the camp nearly half an hour later. Sesshomaru did not bother speaking, as usual. He simply moved to sit against a tree, his gaze moving from Jaken to Rin as she moved about the two.

Jaken followed his master's eyes and watched the lovely human girl.

Her hair, slightly wavier than usual because of its dampness, fell about her face as she leaned over to arrange her things in a neat little pile.

The stench of blood no longer tainted her. Instead her fresh scent was mixed with the aromas of the clean river and summer heat. She tucked her hair behind her ears, blowing at her bangs silently before turning to the two.

Each of them quickly looked away, looking in opposite directions.

Rin smirked slightly to herself, not really caring about Jaken's stare, but her lord's. She had somehow managed to steal his attention all throughout the day, and she was intent on keeping it.

Sesshomaru stared stubbornly into the clearing before them.

The open field, full of golden and green grasses swayed slightly in the breeze. By the looks of Sesshomaru, sitting upon the earth, Rin assumed they were camping there another night, and so she slowly, without a word, wandered out into the open field.

Sesshomaru turned to watch her, studying the confident way she held herself as she walked away.

After her angry outburst, after his silence to her confessions yesterday, she had returned to him, smiling all the while as if nothing had happened.

Inside, something was prodding at him, pushing him to tell her something, anything.

Sesshomaru turned to Jaken, his insides raging a war of two sides while he commanded his little companion.

"Jaken, go find supplies and firewood."

The small toad looked to him grumpily, but conceded. "Yes m'lord."

He said nothing more, and walked away into the woods. He wasn't stupid. He knew his lord was regretting his previous actions and words towards Rin. He would give them their time, their space to fix this. It would only build up if he didn't, and eventually Rin would either move on or wither away.

Jaken frowned slightly as he hobbled along.

He wasn't quite sure how he knew this, how he could assume how Rin would react, but it seemed right. It seemed that, if she truly loved him, just being near him would give her happiness. However, if it was merely a girlish infatuation, then time would easily heal and cure her of such an ailment as this.

With a gentle sigh, Jaken began to gently hum to himself in the stillness of the forest.

Sesshomaru watched Jaken, waiting until the small toad was nothing but a small shape, shifting amongst the forest floors before he rose up to walk into the meadow alongside Rin.

Rin walked idly amongst the waving grasses around her. Her hands drifted softly over the masses of golden and green blades. Her deep brown eyes were shimmering with a certain, expecting glow. She couldn't figure it out, but it was as if the winds around her were whispering a secret to her, teasing her, tempting her senses.

She could feel the afternoon sun, now descending further into the west, warming her mildly to the core. Her hair blew about her softly, tickling her cheeks.

Though her chest still throbbed dully with heartache, and her lip, still somewhat swollen from being swat at by a demon, was quite tender, her mood was light and happy.

She had resolved, while bathing for the second time that day, that though she may never have Sesshomaru's heart, she was bound to him. He was the first and only to capture her heart, and no other could take his place.

She turned to look back at where he lay, only to find him yards away, walking to her.

Her breath caught in her chest, but she soon released it, trying to calm herself.

His eyes pierced her own, staring her down in a silently.

Rin matched his strong gaze, though her lips twitched to burst into a bright smile. Instead she kept her face as serious as his own.

This produced quite an effect.

To him, he saw an intense, fierce young woman. Her mane of ebony was billowing around her in the slight summer breeze as her eyes, fiery once more, challenged his.

He stepped closer, but before he could speak, she opened her light pink lips.

"I want to apologize..." she began, but then seemed to falter.

She looked to her hands a moment and then shook her head quickly. "No...actually I'm not sorry for what I said," she said, glancing back to look him fully in the eyes.

Sesshomaru watched her closely, fighting his inner demons as this beautiful creature before him chewed over her words.

"But even if what I said meant nothing to you, I had to say it."

She walked closer to him, each step resounding within his sensitive ears. Once more, he opened his mouth to speak and she shook her head, surprisingly silencing him.

Sesshomaru stared at her with dark eyes, his lips tightly shut.

"You don't have to say anything...I'm scared to hear whatever it is you need to say."

She giggled softly, more to herself than the youkai before her. She glanced at her small hands, playing at the hem of her sleeve for a moment.

"I was going to pick some flowers before it got too dark," she muttered gently, speaking to him as if he had asked her why she was out there. She had always done that, answered his silence. It never seemed to bother her, nor him.

Sesshomaru studied her pretty face.

Due to the warm heat, her cheeks were slightly pink, her lips matching. Her dark, thick lashes dashed quickly as she blinked, opening once more to reveal chocolate eyes, swimming with hidden secrets and emotions. Her massive mane framed her beautiful face, and Sesshomaru could feel the demons within him roaring viciously for her.

Sesshomaru swallowed hard as the winds pushed against him more roughly than before.

Rin glanced over her shoulder, motioning to a small patch of flowers. "See? Over there."

She looked back to Sesshomaru and audibly gasped by the fierce intensity of his eyes. Even his expression had softened, his lips parted slightly. Rin had never seen this look before.

"Lord Sesshomaru?" she questioned innocently, an ebony eyebrow rising in puzzlement.

Sesshomaru swallowed again. His claws dug into his palm as he clenched his fist. His heart was racing, his skin's temperature rising faster and faster.

Her flowery scent bombarded his heightened senses, making his head swim as she stepped closer to him, concern evident upon her flawless face.

"If you want, I can go back to the camp, m'lord. I only wanted to enjoy this pretty field while we were her-"

He grabbed her small hand and jerked her forward.

His lips clashed with hers intensely, causing Rin to whimper aloud. Her eyes were wide with surprise and shock. Her injured lower lip screamed in pain, but she would not break this kiss for anything.

His grip upon her hand was just as strong as the fiery kiss being delivered to her willing lips. Her heart could only sing as her thoughts swirled.

But just as quickly as the kiss had begun, Sesshomaru pulled away, looking down to her through dark honey colored eyes.

Rin gasped, staring up at him with saucer sized eyes, her lips still stinging from his rough kiss. Never had she seen his eyes such a shade before, perhaps maybe once, when he was invoked in an important battle. Still...never had he looked at her this way...

He still held her hand, though Rin figured he didn't even notice.

She simply looked to him, so innocently, so hopefully.

"Lord Sesshomaru," she whispered, her voice so little suddenly.

Sesshomaru could only watch her, for he knew not what he wanted to do next.

Each of their hearts were racing, pounding, thundering within their chests and neither could find the words to say.

As Rin was about to speak, Sesshomaru leaned forward once more, kissing her again.

Rin instantly wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him downward. She wanted him to know what this meant to her, she wanted him to know she wanted this. Each kissed as if it was the last embrace either would feel.

Rin didn't care if she seemed needy or too eager. She'd waited long enough. She'd been patient and good. She'd behaved and obeyed. It was her turn to finally break the rules. It was her chance now, to claim her reward for such good behavior.

Who cared if he was centuries older?

What was the difference? She was human. He youkai. She saw no harm in it.

She loved him and that was all that mattered, and shouldn't matter to anyone else.

Sesshomaru could feel Rin, pushing against him as she pulled him towards her once more, yearning for another kiss. Her small body, so delicate, heated his own as it fell against his. His hand came to push at her lower back, feeling her flat stomach hit his lower stomach, making him hold back a groan of need.

Rin could feel Sesshomaru pulling her body closer and as he did, she prayed that he needed her just as much as she did him. Her entire body and soul was in tune with him. Anything he did at the moment, she would react to.

Sesshomaru broke away once again, and Rin looked up to him, clearly hurt.

"Lord Sesshomaru," she whispered, resting her forehead against his chest as she regained her breath.

He looked down to her, watching her look back up at him.

He studied her a moment, noting the dark blackness that had overtaken her eyes. The bright blush to her cheeks, the panting of her breath...

Rin bit her lower lip, wincing slightly at the sharp pang of pain, and then rose up tip toe to meet his lips and kissed him gently.

She breathed lightly against his moist lips. "I love you Lord Sesshomaru."

He looked down to her as she watched him, awaiting an answer.

To her dismay, she received no words.

Instead, he leaned down, kissing her throat in a carnal intensity.

Rin swallowed gently.

Her body ignited into a passionate fire, and she moaned softly. His mouth moved along her neck, nipping and tasting every bit of skin her conservative kimono would bare. Her hands, now at her sides, were clenched tightly.

She wanted this, and she needed it. Her heart was racing with surprise, with shock. Did this mean he loved her as well? Or was this simply an act of lust?

She neither cared nor wanted to know. All she knew was that at that moment, she was completely happy. His lips on her throat were growing rougher, his teeth now nipping even more on her porcelain skin.

She whimpered gently, tilting her head to the side to allow him more access to her silky skin.

Doubt still nagged at the back of mind, biting away at her body's desires. She forced the thoughts from her mind, wanting only to think of him.

And yet, another thought surfaced. This one was not of doubt or of love, but of fear. It was an anticipating fear that made her stomach twist and curl, fluttering with butterflies at the thought that this may be it, the final act to prove her love for him.

Sesshomaru breathed in deeply, his lips moving across her collar bone as his hand came up to push aside the soft material blocking his hungry mouth from its prize. He could hear her soft whimpers, and it sent his mind into overdrive.

Why was he doing this? Why was he letting his control slip so?

Because he needed this, and though he would never admit it, he wanted it.

He wanted her.

He looked up from her throat and suddenly looked around them, becoming extremely alert. He grabbed Rin's thin wrist and jerked her down beside him so that they sat upon the grass.

Rin looked to him and nothing else, studying his features, watching his eyes narrow on some unseen foe.

She dared not speak, but simply sat there, trying to regain control of her senses as her skin still burned.

Then, as suddenly as he had stopped, he turned back to her and attacked her lips more fully. Rin let out a small squeak, but received the kiss none the less.

His kiss, so passionate, so dominant sent her mind swirling once more, and the senses she had just regained control of were lost once more.

Sesshomaru slowly pushed her backwards so that she lay upon a grassy mattress. Her hair fell behind her, fanning out in a wavy halo of ebony.

Sesshomaru pulled up and stared at her, amazed at what beauty a mere mortal could hold. His dim witted sibling's mate didn't even compare to the beauty lying before him.

Her eyes, dark with lust, stared intently at him. Her dark lashes flicked gently, though her lids were heavy as she looked to him.

Rin was also enjoying her own view.

The sunlight was shining directly upon him, making him glow like an angel sent from above. His silver mane was shimmering like starlight and his eyes, as gold as ever, burned brilliantly with the aid of the afternoon sunlight. Her guardian angel, her savior...he was so many things to her, but at this moment she wanted to only be one thing.

"Lord Sesshomaru," she whispered.

It was his cue and he moved back to lay upon her once more. He was careful to keep his weight off of her frail frame and supported himself.

Rin met his kiss before he could fully reach her, her hands coming up to hold either side of his head as she kissed him harder than he'd ever been kissed.

He thought momentarily of his last kiss and found it somewhat difficult to recall. Though this thought made his stomach churn somewhat, he ignored this minor detail and slowly sat up as Rin pushed him.

She stared at him as they sat upright once more. Rin slowly, shyly, undid her obi and tossed to the side. She then, with shaking hands, moved her kimono's sleeves over and off her shoulders. Her eyes never left his. He watched as a bright blush crossed her cheeks.

Sesshomaru felt his hormones kick in, his body burning at the sight of her own as his eyes fell upon her body.

Beautifully sculpted shoulders led down to reveal her small, but supple breasts. They heaved with each of her excited breaths. Her stomach was slightly toned, but all together flat and flawless. He moved to her once again, and now rising on their knees, the two clashed once more.

Rin felt so afraid, but at the same time beautiful. Her heart was racing, and she didn't know what to do. The cool winds on her nude torso made her body react in ways she didn't think possible. She pressed against him suddenly, wanting to feel his skin upon hers, and to also cover her nudity. She kissed his lips softly before bravely moving to his own throat.

Though she had never been with a man before, she moved on instinct and it proved to be right, for Sesshomaru's hand came up to her hip. His hand slowly, almost cautiously, pushed away the remaining fabric, concealing her lower body from his hungry eyes.

Rin felt her fears coming on even stronger. Never had a man looked at her naked body before. She continued to kiss his neck, making her way up to his lips once more. Her small hand was upon his cheek as she stared up to him innocently.

She felt the light breeze tickle her bare thigh. She was fully exposed to him.

Sesshomaru pulled away from the gaze. He rose back to sit upon his haunches, wanting to see her fully. Rin, momentarily paralyzed in both fear and modesty, simply looked at him. And then, as if silently coaxing her, the wind blew against her.

Rin slowly, timidly lay back against the grass, her legs together. She brought her hands up, each by her face as she looked away a moment, her cheeks burning.

Sesshomaru watched her as she displayed herself to him, revealing her lithe, slender body.

Her hips curved seductively down from her thin torso, slimming back down to her long, sleek legs. Her ankles, lying upon one another, moved slightly as she looked back to him, as if awaiting an approval of some sort.

Sesshomaru rewarded her with a slight smirk, making her insides squirm wonderfully and sending her thoughts into fantasies of what was to come.

Sesshomaru quickly undressed, faster than Rin had ever seen anyone dress. She stared at him fully, his broad but lean chest as pale as his face. Smooth muscles were defined all across his body, alongside various scars amongst his torso.

Rin dared not look any further than his torso as she blushed once more, biting back the urge to smile in her girlish immaturity.

Sesshomaru moved over her once again, his eyelids falling shut as he kissed her lips.

"Sesshomaru," she whispered softly against them, her hands at his face once again.

Though his eyes seemed to be asking her should he continue, Rin offered him no answer. She felt him lower his body upon hers even more, and she squirmed slightly at the onslaught of feelings as his skin caressed her own.

Her body's movements did not go unnoticed by Sesshomaru's quick eyes. He inwardly grinned, amazed at how responsive she was.

Slowly he moved to her throat again, his lips nipping more roughly, wanting to hear her reaction.

He could hear her soft mews of delight and he continued to move across her clavicle, his lips, tongue and teeth working together to produce her soft cries of delight.

Rin stared with wide eyes to skies above, her hands clutching the soft earth beneath her. She had never been touched by a man. Only in her dreams had she been touched so intimately, and he was simply kissing her throat.

She could still feel her stomach, curling excitedly as her long awaited desires and passions came to be real.

His mouth moved slowly to the valley between her breasts, and Rin gasped.

Slowly she could feel a single claw, running up her thigh. She gasped once more. The claw dragged across her flat stomach, up her rib cage to find it's true goal. His hand cupped her small breast, his thumb flicking teasingly across her nipple.

Rin's arched against his hand, crying gently.

He smirked against her skin, looking up to see her pretty face, fully flushed with wide eyes. She looked down to him and licked her lips, blushing a dark crimson.

Sesshomaru was surprised that even now she continued to be modest. It was evident by the way she would blush each time he looked at her.

Rin swallowed, watching Sesshomaru look at her. She was not ashamed of her body's reactions to him...she was just surprised by how easily he could please her.

Sesshomaru came up to kiss her once more, her tongue now dueling with his own. He could feel her delicate hands intertwining in his hair, holding his lips to hers. He kissed back even stronger, feeling her body shift slightly under his own, feeling her slowly push up against his.

Sesshomaru groaned quietly, breaking the kiss to stare darkly at her.

Rin was not afraid at all. If anything, she welcomed his fierce stare. She wanted him entirely. She slowly rose up, pushing him back once again. She pecked his lips softly before looking down, her hands shyly moving across his chest, feeling the silky softness of his skin. She wasn't surprised it was soft, for she had never seen his chest fully exposed before unless injured.

One of her hands timidly ran lower down his stomach until she stopped at the silvery hair of his lower body. She looked up to him quizzically, fearfully. Sesshomaru nudged her with his nose, causing her to fully face him. He kissed her gently, encouragingly.

'Touch me,' a voice in his mind whispered.

Rin kissed back, feeling her courage grow.

Her hands gently, slowly moved back up, over his broad chest. He watched her expression, his skin blazing with every spot she caressed. Though he yearned for her to touch him as intimately as he wished to touch her, he could sense a fear in her movements, an uncertainty.

Her fingertips lightly moved over battle scars and the definitions of his well toned muscles.

She looked back up to him and grinned sheepishly, unaware of what to do.

Sesshomaru smirked to her, Rin dared to almost say endearingly, and kissed her upon the lips gently before laying her back down the ground. His hand cushioned her head, amazing Rin by such gentleness.

He did it without a thought. He didn't even think of how out of character he was acting as he moved between her legs.

Rin opened them without a word, though her stomach clenched with fear. Sesshomaru looked up to her and immediately the scent of fear arose from her body, though it was hard to distinguish from the aroma of her arousal, flooding the air and his senses.

Sesshomaru's eyes questioned her own.

Her dream came flooding back to her, the blankness of him, the sickly cold taste of his kiss.

'Stop it, it was a dream, nothing more,' snapped a voice inside.

Rin blinked and hoped that her eyes showed she was ready.

Sesshomaru felt his own doubts, his own fears surfacing once again. He could feel his pride pulling back, telling him to just get up and leave.

Yet his desire, his passion for her, and yes his love for her, were fueling him, telling him to reassure her...to like he had done throughout her life, make everything alright.

He leaned forward and kissed her lips. She kissed back, but her kiss was shyer than the others. He knew she was scared, and inside he was too. But she had said she loved him right?

He kissed her even more deeply, forcing her to kiss back. She wrapped her arms around his neck once more and kissed back harder.

Then, on the breeze, a scent that was not his nor hers, hit Sesshomaru's senses.

He immediately broke the kiss, and glanced up, arching away from her to get a better view.

This time Rin moved with him, her eyes just as alert as his.

At first Sesshomaru thought he was paranoid. His senses were all on overdrive, each one screaming at him for one action. He could feel his desire for her, the way his body burned and yearned for a final connection with the beauty beneath him, but the scent was easy to distinguish.

It was human. Several humans actually.

He pulled Rin closer, concealing her body against his own as she peered over her shoulder with wide eyes. "What is it m'lord?" she whispered softly, feeling his entire form go rigid.

He didn't bother answering. His eyes simply watched the trees, waiting for the group to emerge. They were most likely nothing but mere hunters, but his Rin was far too fair and beautiful for them to see in such a state.

He could hear them now, their heavy footsteps, careless and loud.

Sesshomaru looked down to Rin and glanced to her kimono, as if silently signaling for her to dress.

"Get dressed," he ordered sternly.

Rin gave a slight nod and moved quickly to her clothes. She pulled the soft fabric over her shoulders, pulling her hair out from the collar. The seriousness of Sesshomaru's gaze told her not to argue...though she never did. She was ever obedient with him.

Sesshomaru glanced up from his own swift dressing, only to stop and gape. She sat and moved about elegantly, unaware of his gaze. She was fussing idly with something on her collar, and had no idea of how she looked at the moment.

Her kimono lay open, barely concealing her breasts and falling closed at her lap. Only her mid torso was revealed, but it was the simplicity and modesty of it that made Sesshomaru's pulse race.

He then heard a man's hollow laughter and came back to earth, his head twisting in the direction of the booming voice.

What was with him?

He was idly slobbering over some female while men were moving closer and closer to them...

A sudden protectiveness came over him, and though Rin was just barely dressed, he scooped her into his arms and moved back to the opposite woods.

He plopped Rin down on a small patch of bare grass a few yards into the woods, and then moved back to stand near the trees facing the meadow. This all took a matter of seconds.

Rin sat quite flustered and confused. Her dark eyes were smoldering because of the humans. She had heard the man's laugh and knew it had to be human. It was too boisterous and free to be any demon's, and though Rin had always silently defended her species, at this moment, she really didn't care for them.

She could still feel her body hot and aching for his. Her heart still thundered within her chest. She watched Sesshomaru, wishing she could read his thoughts. He stood, motionless and silent. She knew he would not turn back to her until the men had passed.

She frowned suddenly.

It was not like her master to hide amongst a forest in such a way.

Yet just as the thought entered her mind, Sesshomaru, like a territorial dog, began to tread back to the meadow.

Rin stood up, and felt a light draft upon her body.

She looked down and gasped, realizing she was still partially nude.

Her cheeks burned, though she knew no one had seen her. She quickly tied her obi sloppily around her waist, concealing her body. She then, after one final check of herself, stomped after Sesshomaru.

Sesshomaru walked on, eyes focusing on the shadows moving about the opposite side of the field. He could hear Rin faintly moving towards him. He ignored her though. His blood was racing and he couldn't explain it. His instincts were kicking in as if Naraku himself was looming within those trees.

He knew why his emotions were so out of controlled.

The very reason was scurrying behind him, her strut somewhat angry and her expression full of frustration.

He didn't bother looking back at her. The heated temperature of his skin and the faint sensation of his arousal was more than he needed at the moment.

He then stopped, and waited for the men. He needed to get his mind off of Rin...

Had he almost made a mistake?

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A/n: Ta da! Lol, well I never claimed to be the best lemony author out there, so I'm sorry if their lil scene disappointed you! I hope you all liked it though. Look for an update in the near future, I swear it won't be an update that takes as long as this one! And I just want to thank you guys one more time for the support! Oh and happy Fourth of July!