Inuyasha Series © Rumiko Takahashi
Sequel of "Little Moments" has come! (Finally!) Many thanks everyone for your patient with me! (sob)
I am unable to crack it to several chapters to be in same format of drabbles and one-shots like its sibling, so it will become multi-chapters instead. (I know I am hopeless.)
Without further ado, let's get start on 2 months after Kagome's return!
General warnings: despite the current rating is T, I will have to change it to M later if I'm forced to protect myself, please understand. And even when I am to change it to M doesn't mean there will be extreme sexual situations for the rating, because seriously, in the T there still are plenty of sexual situations already. And the usual boys' love, incest, Inucest, you know the drill. If any of these warnings offends your cup of tea, please click on the Back button.
Main pairing is Sesshoumaru/Inuyasha. Everything will be centered about them. They have too many issues to care about other people's.
1. Something more
Rating: T
Warning: boys' love, incest, Inucest, mild angst, random humor, Sesshoumaru is an asshole, awkward!Inuyasha and Kouga tried to be threatening but got threatened back.
More or less thankful that the transformation was brief, his feet touched muddy ground on time the last feeble light of sunset caught the darkening color of his irises as one final bit of demonic power left him. Already, the evening chill got him where he stood perching on the edge of this cliff once upon a time Ryukotsusei was sealed. Arms folded inside his sleeves to keep warm, he looked over the dark valley, very well aware of his guests, starving predatory demons, preying on him from behind, hiding themselves within tree leaves, huge bushes, or shadow of numerous bounders everywhere. Inuyasha stood motionless and looked straight ahead when the first, possibly their leader, made its move behind him.
Bloodlust was thick in the air. Crimson stained once clean ground, recolored greeneries in red, trees absorbed the wrong kind of liquid, screams went unheard, pleas were ignored and another life lost, until all was once gain reduced to silence, and Inuyasha.
Sesshoumaru dispelled his poison whip with a flick of his wrist, being careful so as not to accidently get himself smeared with the blood of imbeciles lying dead under his boots. Disgusting. He resisted the urge to heave a sigh and regarded his moody sibling in his usual condescending tone that spoke of his displeasure with the situation, "What do you want."
"That's what I want to know," Inuyasha replied, not turning from the sight of darkness which was all he could see with his human vision, "You tell me."
"You have finally realized how pathetic your life of a half-breed is," Sesshoumaru raised his chin, casted a fleeting glance at the decimated demon corpses surrounded him, and continued with a sneer in his voice, "So this is how you want to die?"
"I am still alive, am I not?" Inuyasha countered.
No more doubt about his overreacted, aggressive, obnoxious little sibling had inherited his Mother's sense of humor. It was with a mild disdain Sesshoumaru found himself amused by that, but he was not about to further humor Inuyasha.
Met with silence after his latest retort, Inuyasha unfolded his hands, finally surrendered to the urge to turn and look at his brother. He caught Sesshoumaru's gaze but averted his line of sight after. Despite his bold action, the reason of it to this point still somehow mortified him. "After two months, I need some attention you apparently have not given enough," He stated bluntly.
The more childish part of him wanted to cross his arms and quibbled about his unchanged monthly visit to the village. But that would only add more ammunitions for Inuyasha to use against him later, starting with the part he gave his sibling nothing but a fleeting glance to back up the younger's complaining. A particular strong breeze fluttered their lengthy silver and midnight hair. For the first time, Sesshoumaru registered how close to the edge Inuyasha was. Normally he wouldn't have the need to care too much about such trivial matter, but at this moment that human body had a high chance of sustaining severe damage if it would fail to stand still.
Inuyasha's eyes flashed, knowing just the right thought had crossed his elder sibling's mind, as intended. "I don't feel like talking where too many ears can hear. Do you mind a change of location?" He tilted his head, barely heard his own voice over the wind howling from somewhere below, where the night veiled what kind of unknown danger the Valley of Ryukotsusei offered. Not about to hear Sesshoumaru reminded him the dead spilled nothing, Inuyasha turned around and jumped, let the wind dragged him down.
Sesshoumaru watched until he lost sight of his suicidal brother, and gave in the urge to sigh at what he was about to do. He soundlessly descended, with Inuyasha safely in his arms. Blunt nails clutched his Mokomoko, an arm around his neck, silken black crown head nestled under his chin, short and fast breathings warmed the exposing skin of his throat, strong heartbeat pressed against his chest, and Inuyasha's laughter filled his ears.
When mirth died down enough for the half-demon-turned-human to talk without cackling again, Inuyasha nuzzled his brother's throat, enjoyed the closeness and grinned cheekily when he leaned back a little to look at the demon. "I am really easy to please, you see?"
"I don't want to hear anything from you," Deadpanned Sesshoumaru. He knew it from the very beginning and he did nothing but let himself be successfully manipulated. That was far from meaning he liked it.
"Have it your way," Inuyasha conceded with a nod, smile still in place, "Let's hear from you."
Sesshoumaru ignored his sibling and gave their surroundings a quick analysis. This would be a long night (because the habit of spending New Moon nights together had started by himself), might as well get themselves comfortable. He leaped on a strong branch and sat down with his back against the tree trunk, knowing Inuyasha would situate himself however the younger wanted as long as he was within his lap. Then, this little demon spawn had the gall to look at him expectantly after pulling all those stunts.
"C'mon, I promise to defend your reputation of an asshole with my life," Inuyasha coaxed, snickered again at his own joke.
Sesshoumaru scowled. Someone had been given free reign for far too long. "What are you doing out here," He demanded as if it left a foul taste in his mouth.
The disappearance of earlier playfulness for seriousness to emerge lowered the temperature to a certain degree as sober tension raised in the air with the straight forward conversation they were having. "You make me wonder if I matter anymore," Inuyasha answered evenly, "Glad to know you still want to kill me with your own hands instead of letting a bunch of starved man-eaters or myself do the work."
"I figured you would want more time with the girl."
Inuyasha was not fully convinced, obviously, so his silence demanded more. But Sesshoumaru decided to leave it at that.
This got him nowhere. Inuyasha resisted the urge to briefly shift his gaze skyward as if hoping to find any sort of answer from up there, he drawled, "Human sleeps at night, Sesshoumaru. Unless you made Rin wander around with you when she was supposed to sleep, then we have a problem."
Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed. What were they, a pair of impulsive eloping young couple? These meetings at night where and when no one was watching and knowing certainly helped filling the list of proofs.
"Do I belong to you, Sesshoumaru?" Inuyasha wondered, gaze fixed on the demon, who blinked away his momentarily surprise at the inquiring.
They had gone pass that question long ago. "Your life belongs to me. Because you are my brother, you belong to me," Sesshoumaru heard himself state, ignored the questionable acceptance infused venom fortunately hid well in his voice as he continued, "And being her companion, you belong to her." He preferred not using her name if he could help it whenever mentioning Kagome. She was tolerable; that didn't mean he had taken a liking to her, more on the contrary.
"As you belong to Rin, being her companion," Inuyasha stated, not so subtly using Sesshoumaru's definition against him.
"Are you accusing me of inappropriate feeling toward a child?" The insult of implying him in possession of other was outweighed by Inuyasha comparing his relationship with Rin to that of the half-demon and his priestess. Unacceptable. His anger only tempered by the look Inuyasha was giving him. Eyes darker than black, like bottomless abyss, cold and unforgiving with hidden wisdom and a burning desire to pursue the truth, they reminded Sesshoumaru of her. It was the haunting memories of Izayoi managed to made him admit, "Your Mother and Father's case is different."
"He didn't get to let her feed herself while he went off to somewhere and watched her growing up, alright," Inuyasha acknowledged, "Doesn't change the fact he loved her."
Sesshoumaru inwardly flinched at the word, to the point he almost forgot Inuyasha was humoring him. "I don't consider Rin the way I did Kagura," It was then he realized his voice raised due to a part of him that already understood his Father through Kagura and Rin resurfaced from wherever it was buried in the back of his mind. But Inuyasha was always a completely different matter that nowhere closed to his feeling in regarding both Rin and Kagura combine. Even if back then he didn't bother listening to reason about what was between his Father and Izayoi, he more than understood how it was precious to their Father then with the length he had done for Inuyasha by now. After all, that had cost him and Inuyasha two centuries to move on from their bitter hatred that neither could be faulted completely. Because he had been confused and more confused and throwing Inuyasha at him was all the more confused.
Fortunate for Sesshoumaru, Inuyasha tried a different approach that he wasn't certain if he would prefer it more than the prior. "Stop believing in me considering Kagome the way I do you."
"This is how you pay her sacrifice of her own life in her own time for you?" Sesshoumaru interrogated. He didn't particularly take her side but the mild respect she'd earned from him demanded answer, a reasonable one, on her behalf.
"You are enjoying how I let her live in blissful ignorance of what is happening behind her back? The others are not that blind these 3 years, you know." Inuyasha challenged, daring his demon brother to come up with a better course of action, "And in case you forget, she is a priestess-in-training, you saw her attire. If that's not enough for you, maybe letting you know Kaede is still a virgin will do?"
It was a rather disturbing guess of how Inuyasha obtained that information but Sesshoumaru was not interested in dwelling any further in it, "So?"
"Oh hell no!" Inuyasha growled, pulling the front of Sesshoumaru's kimono to get in his face, "You are not the only one love playing hard to get here!"
Sesshoumaru allowed himself the blatant leisure of using Inuyasha's position to wordlessly contradict his words. Molten gold gaze painstakingly moved from glaring obsidian eyes to the pleasant weight straddling him in whole, started at the legs on his either sides, knees gripping his hips, to the twin mounds of flesh sitting on his pelvis, back slightly arched pushing chest against his chest. Now, he only needed a slight jolt and that smarting mouth would be his. He refused the temptation for the sake of driving a point home, "I certainly am not the one throwing myself at my own sibling."
Inuyasha glared, that would make Sesshoumaru proud any day but now. "You know what?" The human hissed, "By your rule, you belong to me." Sesshoumaru's hand at the back of his head stopped him a hairsbreadth away from stealing a kiss when he leaned down.
"This Sesshoumaru is no one's possession!" The demon snarled threateningly at his human brother.
"But mine," Was Inuyasha's last rational speaking before fully enjoying the overdue kiss he had been denied by Sesshoumaru being difficult. Who initiated it was unimportant, could be himself pulled Sesshoumaru up by the grip he had on his brother's kimono, or could be Sesshoumaru punished him for his daring to cross the line by slamming his head down as a reminder of who was in control between them. This didn't solve any of their problems. There were still questions unspoken demanded answers all the same.
His first kiss with Kikyo was pleasant and comfortable, built from their sympathy with each other to look forward to the new changes in their lives if only things had gone their way. Inuyasha found solace in Kikyo's embrace because for the first time since his mother passed away, affection was given to him by another human even if that came with the condition that he had to discard a part of his self. His second kiss with Kagome was a salvation to his sanity when he fully succumbed to his demon blood. She had him forever in debt. Her trust, her devotion, her loyalty, her love, most of all she had never failed to return to his side. Inuyasha felt grateful to have met Kagome in his life, and he loved her enough to let her go.
Inuyasha wasn't so sure of anything when it came to his Sesshoumaru problems, however. Sesshoumaru was the creature that had more knowledge about cruelty before learning a little bit of compassion. He had felt too freshly betrayed to be able to listen to reason, so much that he chose to hate rather than coming to an understanding of love. His demon sibling was not fragile by all means, that didn't give the world any right to expect Sesshoumaru to not avoid, resist, deny when he encountered something could hurt him was used against him.
Inuyasha was more than willing to let this demon mark him however he saw fit if said demon didn't tense up when the first string of reasoning came back. Starting with the color of Sesshoumaru's eyes, previously blazing crimson indulging in lust was now subdued and reverted back to its original molten gold irises, no less intense gaze burning hole in the marks of possession littered his neck by fangs almost sank into human flesh.
When Sesshoumaru had gathered enough of himself to look at his violated sibling, the only thing prevented him from throwing cautions to the wind and continued was his lifetime of control over his impulse. He felt disgusted for not even feel an ounce of disgust in his actions. No regret of crossing the line of Inuyasha's humanity. No remorse of forcing himself on his own flesh and blood at the only time Inuyasha was most vulnerable. Nothing, but the bitter thought of sooner or later he had to let Inuyasha return to the people awaiting him, same as last time.
Inuyasha shouldn't be burdened with it, this guilty pleasure would only belong to his and his alone. Sesshoumaru assured himself and closed his eyes, easily found and seized the connection between Inuyasha and his Mother to manipulate the younger's mind. The first spike of pain registered in Inuyasha's expression almost successfully begged him to stop. His eyes narrowed in concentration, he held Inuyasha all the more tightly so as to spare himself from looking into the same haunting gaze any longer. "Forget everything, Inuyasha," He whispered over his desperate desire for Inuyasha to oppose him as his younger brother was struggling in his arms to do just that, "Forgive me for not feeling sorry, for everything I did to you."
Inuyasha fought against the eradication of his memories, about their encounter, about the taste of Sesshoumaru's lips, about the pleasure of being a possession of someone who hated to share, about the sensation of belonging to the only one he desired, about this side of Sesshoumaru he greedily claimed for himself. Clutching the damnable demon with all his might while trying to free himself and not surrendered his grip on those precious records of the happiest moment this life graced him so far, he angrily slammed his fists against the solid chest and swallowed down a sob almost spilled out. "Don't you dare push me away again!" He screamed over the screeching sound in his head where most memories had been ripped from him, "Don't run away from me! Don't deny us, Sesshoumaru!"
Sesshoumaru stopped dead in his tracks, getting paralyzed for a moment. He didn't cease what he had been doing, rather he was halted from finalizing the deed. That had shocked him into motionless, overlooking Inuyasha used that distraction to his advantage and burst open the former Pandora Box he had put in the younger's mind housing the first time this had happened between them during the previous month in itself. Inuyasha clearly prepared for the onslaught of his disclosed memories by the way he buried his face in the part of Mokomoko warped over Sesshoumaru's shoulder, biting his bottom lip to not cry out in pain. Sesshoumaru didn't know what to think or where to start contemplating this turn of event. He managed a single "How?" so softly his own ears barely able to catch, unaware of his bone-breaking grip around Inuyasha at this point had betrayed his fear of losing the only individual he ever desperately desired to keep for himself.
"You… asshole!" Inuyasha bit out weakly, his breathings still ragged but more steady now that what left was recovering from the ordeal.
"How?" Sesshoumaru repeated, still unable to fathom his defeat.
"All thanks to my Mother's blood," Inuyasha chortled humorlessly, "You know, a certain lovely Mother told me the time my human blood is no longer dormant is also when I can fight you because her demon blood in me that connects mine to your consciousness through hers is less likely effective as it does in my half-breed state." He toyed with the Beads of Subjugation, picking a random bead and proceeded to pull the whole thing over his head, efficiently freeing himself of any authority Kagome ever had over him, "Include this," Inuyasha concluded in even tone.
The Beads of Subjugation was originally intended to subdue demons and half-demons alike, its uselessness against human would be easily understandable.
Sesshoumaru scowled, albeit acknowledged the plot hole begrudgingly. If Izayoi had been just another mere human, this would have never happened. He only had himself to blame in this matter for forgetting what she truly was, as a human whose specialty was way far ahead of Midoriko. She happened to be the only priestess he'd encountered still retained a part of her holy power after giving birth whereas normally that was when it would transfer to the child completely.
"No wonder why this body acts with a familiarity I knew nothing about, or rather I have no memory of ever doing anything like this," There was anger mixed in the flat tone. Sesshoumaru came to another conclusion with disdain that his karma had come back to bite him.
Fury in the forefront battling with pain, lost, humiliation, love and betrayal to stay dominated over his complex feelings, Inuyasha tightened his grip on Sesshoumaru's attire if only to remind himself not to push his sibling away like how another half of his mind dearly wanted to. Obsidian eyes flashed dangerously, he hissed, "You think if I don't remember it means nothing ever happened? So you can bully me, enslave me, object me to your own needs, then rinse me for the next time you want a taste?!"
His actions spoke of all and more of what Inuyasha criminated him, also infused his own wrath of how Inuyasha dared to reproach him all the same despite having every right to. Sesshoumaru found the need to defend himself, not of what he did but his reason for doing it. "I'd rather have you even momentarily and lament the loss of you than walking the rest of my life wondering what ifs when it would have been all too late," He stated evenly, not an ounce of remorse in his tone, neither in his eyes which was uncharacteristically guarding nothing if only for the sake of conveying the truth of his words in the case Inuyasha did not want to hear them, like now.
"You are pathetic," Inuyasha shook his head, his fingers loosened their hold and spread out on the white fabric, fight left him but a hint of anger still lingered in his bitter voice, "Is this how you blame me for whatever disgrace befalls yourself?" There was neither scorn nor prejudice in that query. He knew why he was giving this rotten excuse of a brother another chance to possibly screw them up all over again, because he was unwilling to lose the same comically selfish bastard. And because he had understood the fear of lost in those normally icy golden eyes, that his brother didn't do it to hurt him, that somewhere in Sesshoumaru's twisted psyche he was hurting from what he had been doing too.
He was smarter than believing this was purely his luck, but it might as well be, for having a not so naïve sibling who loved him enough to forgive him only once. Now to lose Inuyasha right here and now and forever, or gain the possibly last chance to start a new in openly wooing this creature for himself. It was terribly obvious of which he would choose. "Feel honor for being the only one ever reduced me to this, Inuyasha," Sesshoumaru haughtily declared with a lift of his chin then, he kissed his baby brother, unsullied of the earlier lustful abandon, proving himself capable of tenderness however rare as it was where no one played witness. When they parted, it had been a surprise to both of them as Sesshoumaru placed a peck in the corner of Inuyasha's mouth before he pulled away.
Inuyasha observed his sibling curiously, by the almost scandalous look on Sesshoumaru's face and if Sesshoumaru's expression could ever be somewhere close to horrified, that one was sheer impulsive, done without thought, just unconsciously followed instinct. He… he really cares… Realized what it was called forth a rush of cherry coloring his cheeks. The bizarre of such occurrence rendered him speechless and they both silently thankful for that, for different reasons. Inuyasha had little knowledge of how to deal with situation half-awkward half-embarrassing as this. He started fidgeting and put some distance between them as far as the length of Sesshoumaru's upper body offered while waiting for Sesshoumaru to do something, anything, so he didn't have to look more like a lovesick puppy than he already was.
After getting over his most recent out-of-character behavior of shamelessly public displays of affection, for all he knew another horde of ogres could walk by and he had to go through the process of silencing them all over again, Sesshoumaru found a blushing virgin that was his little brother wriggling in his arms, unknowingly coming closer to the place he was certainly both anticipated and dread. Clearly they needed more time to contemplate their newly developed relationship, adding more awkwardness by having Inuyasha rubbed against him in the right place did little to salvage the situation with how fast it was going to be out of his control now. The stake was too high at this point and he was well aware of what waiting him in the end to risk rushing things despite opportunity was being given to him on a silver platter.
Pulling Inuyasha back to his chest, a safer place while willing his lower half to calm down, Sesshoumaru entertained himself with holding Inuyasha because he could. Inuyasha didn't incline to fill any complain soon and, by that pleased look in his human brother's expression, the gesture was welcomed. Sesshoumaru closed his eyes and simply contented with the progress.
"Unlike humans, to us, Love itself is forbidden fruit. A taste is all it takes to have you enslaved by its nectar until you die from starving once it withered."
The fact that Sesshoumaru had come far too close to lose Inuyasha this day further reinforced his Mother words spoken to him long ago when he questioned her and Father's feeling at the appearance of Izayoi. It wasn't just a feeling materialized through physical contact of intimacy. In his case, it was all of what he had done and felt toward Inuyasha since the existence of his dearly beloved began and more.
Inuyasha had fallen asleep, safely nestled in his protection of demonic prowess. This gave the demon a sudden surge of ego boost, knowing only him had given Inuyasha the sense of safe enough for his brother to close his eyes and forget about the world on the night he was defenseless and most vulnerable. Sesshoumaru knew he would be willing to give his life for this creature. It was all he could do to answer the trust given to him so unconditionally by the one he had hurt too deep he shouldn't be forgiven. Tightened his hold on the frail frame, Sesshoumaru buried his nose in soft midnight hair and have lungs full of his sibling's scent. Inuyasha would always be unique no matter when he was a half-breed, or dominated by his demon, or just a human like now. Inuyasha's mixed blood time after time proved to be more of an advantage than a mistake of upbringing. Even calling that a mistake now would be unforgivable, the crime equaled to deny Inuyasha's existence all together. Sesshoumaru was not sorry for what he had believed once upon a time, however, he was rather thankful the lust hadn't made itself apparent until a short time before the reappearance of Kagome.
"Too loud!" Inuyasha whined and tried to curl his puppy ears into hiding under his own silver mane as if that was enough to shy away from catching any more of Sesshoumaru's ever musing consciousness.
A glance upward confirmed the return of sunrise went unnoticed by either of them.
"I am not ready to release you yet." Sesshoumaru only realized he had spoken out loud after hearing his own voice.
Inuyasha grunted, not opened his eyes and quipped, "Good for you since I am feeling very generous and lazy today."
"Has Inuyasha something else to do besides babysitting the children and following that girl everywhere she goes or annoying the old priestess until she decides to purify him?" Sesshoumaru purposely wondered aloud, pretty much summed up almost of Inuyasha's daily activities, and more, "Maybe even walk in on his wedded friends at the most interesting moment."
"Gaaahh!" Inuyasha swatted wildly above his head to dispel all the unwanted memories he'd rather Sesshoumaru help erasing. He knew Miroku and Sango wanted kids, but he needed not to know how they made them! Those often ended up with Miroku dragged him out of the village and did all kinds of odd job until the end of the day, or stayed in the village to endure Sango's housewife wrath. Obviously Inuyasha would avoid the latter option. Inuyasha braced his hands on Sesshoumaru's chest and took a deep breath to spill his newly invented profanities at the cheeky demon when something more critical registered. "You stalked me?!" He demanded, "You stalked me the whole time?!"
"What are you talking about?" That poker face fooled no one, especially not Inuyasha, who felt very clearly the vibe of amusement of said demon via the bond with their Mother.
Two could play this game, alright. "So you would happen to know about Kohaku and Rin's development too," Inuyasha nodded, commenting airily, crossed his arms in the process. "Now stop being a bitchy daddy and give her hand," He ordered.
Sesshoumaru instantly scowled and glowered darkly, grumbling, "They are too young for that."
Inuyasha shook his head dramatically and tutted, "Love transcends time, transcends age, transcends gender, transcends race, transcends bloo—mmph!" Sesshoumaru had many ways to silence Inuyasha, so far this recently obtained method was most enjoyable. Despite Inuyasha put up resistance, they both knew his protest was too halfheartedly for Sesshoumaru to stop, so it didn't take long until the half-demon succumbed to pleasure and moaned into the kiss, until they parted for air. "You are an asshole," Inuyasha insulted affectionately, brushing the twin strips marking on his brother's cheek with his thumb.
Sesshoumaru gave a haughty "Hn". He had an infamous reputation to uphold, no one should forget that.
"What of us?" Inuyasha questioned without any hint of trepidation, moved back to their own problem after they had finished entertaining themselves at other people's expense, "What is it between us?"
"Nothing," Sesshoumaru replied easily, "There is and will be nothing between us as long as you refuse to consent me to make you mine."
"What if I say now?" Inuyasha dared.
"I am taking you to Mother. She has more than enough authority to acknowledge us. More importantly I will not have your first time in the middle of nowhere, exposed to every potential kind of threats and eyes and ears. While I know what we are capable of, merely eliminate everything wouldn't lessen the shame of giving anything, anyone but myself the chance to have a glimpse of you that way," Sesshoumaru confessed with a savage possessiveness almost had Inuyasha surrendered right then and there, but the younger of the two managed to restrain the more submissive part of himself.
Inuyasha could only pray his voice not going to betray his rampaging emotions, he continued to challenge, "And if I make you wait?"
"Nothing will change." Sesshoumaru lifted his hand, brushed the reddening cheek trailing downward and curled his forefinger under Inuyasha's chin to lift the younger face, he smirked, "But I am going to use every means to persuade you that it's not wise to make me wait for too long."
"Or you will what?" Inuyasha mumbled in a small voice in fear of having Sesshoumaru catching the tremble of anticipation he had been trying hard to suppress.
"Father has an ancient friend, his name is Bokusen'O," Sesshoumaru informed, caught Inuyasha off-guard at the mention of an unknown identity. He would seduce Sesshoumaru into meeting up with that ancient friend later, alright. What the hell—seduce?! Where did that come from? Inuyasha almost flinched at the flash of crimson lust in Sesshoumaru's eyes from catching his train of thought. Thankfully Sesshoumaru decided to go on about the ancient friend after sending Inuyasha a warning glare, "Through him I know of why Tessaiga was meant for you. He agreed that I would never lose myself to the insanity of Father's blood or be cornered into reverting to pure survival instinct."
Inuyasha remembered that time with the bandits, "You came…" To save me from slaughtering these people mattered to me.
Sesshoumaru blinked and slid his hand in the back of Inuyasha's head, pulled his little brother near to kiss his forehead. His lips brushed feverish flesh, skimming skin with each word he whispered, "He never said anything about what will become of me if I ever lose the other half that makes me whole." The imaginary path he drew stopped at the corner of Inuyasha's mouth, and like before, he gave a soft peck and leaned back. "To answer your question, I don't know."
Rather than giving him any kind of false illusion, Sesshoumaru told him the truth. They had the now to live in, there was no point in wondering what hopefully would never come. Inuyasha released a shaky breath and pressed his cheek against Sesshoumaru's neck, nuzzling his brother. Sesshoumaru placed his chin on top of Inuyasha's head.
"Congratulation to your almost copulation. Could any of you be back soon unless you want the Wolf tear down the whole human village in search of heart-breaker dog-breath?"
Sesshoumaru growled. Her voice directly came from Tessaiga. Inuyasha was scared shitless and almost throw his precious talking heirloom away in terror had Sesshoumaru not seized his wrist in time. The blade was entirely black. She forced Inuyasha's Meidou Zangetsuha to activate on itself by using her Meidou Stone in order to locate them without bothering herself to go searching, that lovely Mother of the devil!
Inuyasha could only gape dumbly at his black Tessaiga while Sesshoumaru weighted his options, to kill her first or the wolf first for interrupting them.
"Neither!" Inuyasha hastily decided for him, miraculously found his voice when Sesshoumaru's famous killing-intent dominated the air, earning himself a frown.
"That Wolf I met at Hakurei Mountain does have some interests in you, for your information. A pathetic imitation in comparison to mine but follows same direction. While he poses no threat of competition, I'd rather not ignore a possibility," Sesshoumaru announced with finality.
"Mother, please tell Kouga he should start running for his life!" Inuyasha managed to squeak before bolting from Sesshoumaru, said Son of lovely Mother of the devil hot on his heels.
"For even saying other's name when you are with me," Sesshoumaru growled, gathering his demonic aura to transform, "I'll give you a new reason to remember my name!"
That was how Kouga felt sorry for himself later when he found Inuyasha laughing his head off while being chased by a gigantic mad dog into the village, much to the humans' charging. When the aforementioned mad dog caught sight of him, its primary target shifted to his head. Demanding justice for Kagome would have to wait until after he escaped with his life intact. The last sight he caught of the intriguing half-demon was a cheeky grin with parting words, "Don't die too soon, mangy-wolf!"
Well, it seemed mating Ayame was the best choice he had ever made. The Hellhound currently demanding his head was so damn dangerous to mess with, but Inuyasha would be in good hands now. Kouga chuckled and skidded to a halt, pretty sure out of sight and ears. Sesshoumaru changed back to his humanoid form the moment his front paw touched ground and stood looking down at the other demon.
"Don't fret," Kouga huffed, folded his arms and raised his chin, "I know which battle to fight and when to back off."
Sesshoumaru said nothing.
"But my whole tribe will hunt your hide once we catch wind of you wronging him." Kouga warned despite feeling a little unnerved at Sesshoumaru's passively aggressive tendency. And his staring was rather spooky, too.
"Have you heard of the disturbance within Northern region?" Sesshoumaru questioned, completely disregarded the topic about himself and Inuyasha with his unrelate question.
Kouga was surprised to say the least, but he had seen a spark of acknowledgement in Sesshoumaru's eyes. He paused, pondering about the direction this conversation would be going. "As far as I know, they are fighting for control after your grand victory. Complete chaos, to put it nicely. I can't understand why you killed their Lord and ignored his throne later."
Sesshoumaru smirked, "It's yours as of this moment."
"Pardon?" Kouga raised an eyebrow. For the first time realized the fact he was indeed face to face with Sesshoumaru from the Royal of Western region. The demon never made jokes, indulged in small talks or wasted time for pleasantries; he was stoic and overly unpredictable.
"Of course, if you prove to be capable of handling it." With his challenge delivered, Sesshoumaru turned in the direction they had come from and about to take flight when voice delayed him.
"What are you getting out of this?" Kouga pried. There was no way the feast given to him without a price. Sesshoumaru was not an unreasonable living organism, but what running in that head of his could be more bizarre than it sounded. Kouga clearly saw a win for himself and his tribe, but he failed to grasp how Sesshoumaru could benefit from this. Hell, who would take down a King then offered the throne of said King to someone else?
"Your loyalty to Inuyasha," Sesshoumaru replied, "Answer him. Protect him. Serve him. The moment you betray him, I will take your lives."
Was that a threat? "What are you taking me for?" Kouga growled, "I will fight with him and risk my life for him all the same as he does for me. You dare sully our connection by buying me?"
"Have you any idea of what danger Inuyasha has been put into by relatively associating with me?" Sesshoumaru glared at Kouga from the corner of his eyes, "The time will come when stronger opponents seek me and him for their own purposes. There will be times he is out of my sight unprotected and vulnerable. By providing your growing tribe with extensive environment, it will be easier to reinforce yourself in preparation for future use."
Normally any demon would feel insulted for being subjected into servitude of a mere half-breed, he had another reason, though, " I refuse. My loyalty lies with Inuyasha, not yours," Kouga grinned, "I am going to help him and protect him by my own will, as his friend."
Sesshoumaru fully turned and once again faced Kouga, not bothering to hide the curl of his lips where his smirk in place, "You have managed to keep your life this time."
Kouga gulped, more cold sweats gathered at his nape. This was bad, very bad for his heart and health. Only when Sesshoumaru removed his hand from that dangerous white demon sword dared he release only a tad of his tension, not willing to risk any more instant death situation after this was over and done with.
Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow, clearly amused at the other demon's expense. "I am partly convinced of your feeling toward him," He admitted in a light tone that served to be very misleading in comparison to the murderous glint flickered in his sharp golden eyes, "If you want that region, let me see how you rule it. This Sesshoumaru will not entrust his brother's safety in the hands of a useless leader."
Any possible retort Kouga could come up went unheard because Sesshoumaru vacated the area since there was no more reason to linger any longer than he had.
To be Continued...
A/N: My first thought, he hasn't started singing yet! I am going to make him hit his head somewhere later. Let's have him jump off a cliff, we can fool him into believing he was a singer if he got amnesia.
Well, no matter what he did, Sesshoumaru still has a sign read "BAD GUY! BEWARE!" on his forehead any day.
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