5Bright, blue, hot, bored, foot steps... Someone's coming.
"Hi!"
Luke, warm, honey eyes looked up to find the owner of the high pitched voice and was met with fiery hazel eyes that peaked over the white picket fence to look on the other side where a silver haired figure with pale skin sat on the porch.
"My name's Rin." Honey eyes returned to look towards the blue sky in attempt to ignore the current annoyance. A girl with two curly chestnut ponytails, fair skin, and freckles came into view of the honey eyed owner. "I'm new, I just moved around here. Down the street." A smile revealed a gap in the spot where her front tooth belonged; it was obvious that she was still losing her baby teeth.
"So." The freckled girl frowned at the simple word and took a seat next to the mysterious kid that she guessed was around her age.
"You're not very nice but you're a very pretty girl, the prettiest I've ever seen. Want to be my best friend?" She asked, with a big smile on her face to seem genuine. The honey eyed youngster looked at the girl Rin with a frown.
"No, and I'm not a girl." Rin laughed half-heartily but saw that the supposed boy was serious.
"Oh yea, then prove it?! Girls are pretty and boys are not, that's how you tell the difference, and I know a boy when I see one... And you are not one." She mocked and challenged the person in front of her, who just seemed to get more irritated at every word coming out of her mouth. It amused her.
"I don't have to prove myself to a stupid girl, how old are you like seven?"
The color rose in Rin's cheeks at the question; she puffed her cheeks and shouted, "You can't prove yourself because you know you're a girl! And I'm not seven, I'm ten!"
Her questionable company chuckled, "If you say so." He glanced at her from the corner of his eye before turning to her, "I can prove to you that I'm clearly a boy."
A smirk met the lips of the silver haired, pretty faced child. "How?" Rin looked confused as her forehead gained wrinkle, and her nose scrunched up. The kid stood up to a nice height of a well figured and healthy young boy with broad shoulders. He stood in front of Rin and pulled down his pants with a light blush on his face as he did so, also staring down at her.
Rin gasped, shocked and blushing. She screamed loud and clear for the whole neighborhood to hear, "Mommy!" and went running home back down the street where she said she had come from. The boy watched after her with a satisfied smile on his face. Welcome to Cali. His eyes shimmered as he looked up to the sun once more.
Five very, very long year's laterrr
"Knock-knock." A hand that belonged to a young and beautiful teenage girl knocked on the finely polished door in front of her.
"Who is it?" A deep and strong voice asked from the other side of the door.
"Me, you asshole. Now open up I've told you about locking doors." A click was heard a moment later, the girl with curly chestnut hair twisted the door knob and entered the darkly dimmed room.
"You don't even live here, who are you to tell me about locking doors?"
A god-like figure that stood in front of a closet with only a towel wrapped around his waist chuckled with his back turned to the slightly blushing female. She took a seat on his huge bed with black framing and red silky sheets with golden pillows. She quietly admired the boy from his turned figured, his body muscular and dripping, his long hair wet and seemed to curl a bit some what pass his shoulders.
"No stupid come back Rin?" He turned noticing her silence with a smirk on his nicely structured face and caught her staring at him as she quickly turned to look the other way blushing. He had a face that only someone of a model could possess but then again not even naturally.
His honey eyes twinkled and then he blinked turning back to his closet. "What should I wear?" He chose to change the subject and clapped to turn on the lights in his room.
"You look nice in your uniform today Rin." He also commented with Rin unable to see his expression.
Rin couldn't take it anymore her heartbeat was thumping in her own ears as if everyone in the house could hear it and her face was so hot she felt as if she could explode. She lay back in his comfortable bed and pulled the gold, soft, and warm covers and wrapped her whole body in them.
"Sesshomaru." Her voice spoke softly form underneath the covers.
"Huh?" He acknowledged.
"You know we're always late because of you right?" Rin giggled underneath the covers, and then she closed her eyes and silently thought to herself about Sesshomaru with no towel on. Slowly making herself wet with her imaginative thoughts she shifted around in the bed into a better position. On her knees with her but up in the air she let one of her hands slip down her white button up shirt, squeezing her still developing breast, and then running her fingers down and up her blue and white plaid skirt.
"Rin." His breath seemed to be so close to her ear, she pulled her underwear down quickly and poked her head out of the cover.
"Yes?" She looked up to his nonchalant character sitting on the bed next to her fully dressed. "What are you doing?" He brushed some of her hair out of her face; his hands were so warm on her face. She looked into his eyes.
"Preparing, I want you again. Real quick just before we have to go..." He looked away from her and stood up. Then he said, "Rin, we're friends, and just that. Why do you continue to try and make it something more?"
She smiled, and sat up on her knees to face him. "You started it when you first took it from me. I just enjoy it when you rip me apart every now and then." She brought her sticky hand up to his face and parted the two fingers she touched herself with letting the slimy substance show clearly. "We are just friends and nothing more."
After a moment of hesitation, he licked the substance in between those two fingers, and murmuring, "Best friends."
She laughed at him as he kissed a trail of kisses from her hand to ravishing her neck.
Best friends.