"Amatory Desire"

By Yuki Izagawa

Disclaimer: Most of these characters are not my own, but that of Rumiko Takahashi's and bloodsucking dog vixen.

Warning and appologies: I know I know.. there's major ooc.. but enjoy the sweet guy on guy and let the masterbation commence.

(I thought about doing the prologue but i didnt quite know what to do with it, its basically how inu came about...and.. ah, how sesshomaru does what he does now...)

Chapter I "break of your day"

The room silent and liquid dark, the suns rays being the only light to flow through. A light ruffle of the silkened covers signalled the awakening of the groggy gold eyed man. He raised himself from the covers, which barely clung to his bare thighs and legs, and dragged himself to the awaiting shower. Nothing on his mind but the obnoxious twittering of the damn 'wishing to be dead' birds outside his half curtained windows, and the tormenting images that cast him his dreams.

It wasnt but a little while longer was he coming from the steamed bathroom sporting a white clasping robe and a towel that he lightly ran through his mess of long silver hair. Not bothering to pick through his days apparel, he made his way through his apartment house, soon with a satisfying cup of coffee in hand.

What better to spot in the doorway of his unusually, but happily found, silent home than a small slip of paper crying for attention. 'Inu Yasha, no doubt' he muttered to himself as he crouched for the sloppily written piece. His dull brutish eyes glancing for a moment, the first word an imediate understanding of its reason. "kikyo" The note read "Kikyo and I broke up, wont be home,drinking away sorrow." Sesshomaru merely crumpled and tossed the frantic paper away before once again sipping his drink. "Honesty is really a pain with him." he sighed into the mug, eyes shortly closing to show his mental pity.

As he wandered back to his room, his gaze caught that of a distant memory with in a hard and seashelled frame. Like his empty eyes now, there he was, sitting on a swing in the park, say mid afternoon, with a young raven haired child in his lap, grasping his hand, and a fair woman with molten eyes behind him, arms wrapped caringly around his neck and built shoulders.

Giving a small snort, he layed the photo back in its unwanted place and continued on his task of dressing.

Not bothering to waste his time any longer in the empty shelter, he stepped from the doorway, light instantly reflecting from his half bared chest through a white partially buttoned shirt and from the black leathered pants that gripped at his thighs and every shape. Tucking the key into his pocket, from his now locked door, he calmly brought himself down the stairs, a quick journey as he worked at the task of lighting his single brought cig. The sidewalk along the buildings were just as cracked and vined as its feeble shadows. But it hadnt bothered him, it was one step closer to witnessing distruction and an idiots death. He brought his thoughts away only a moment to hear the familiarity of children laughing as they chased after the teasing active puppy. But just as soon as his break was behind him, he continued to scan for his usual destination only stopping a while later to watch the yeilding light change for his journey. Once done so he continued across the road and the few more moments of walking to finally reach his destination.

After paying his way in, Sesshomaru made his way to the dining area of the dance club, sitting at one of the far back corner booths with a light soda. His eyes watching in bitter amusement at the many shifting forms on the dim lit floor. Leaning closer to the wall he watched some reeking human lean to the counter for another bloody mary, once losing small interest in it, he returned his ever watchful eyes to the dance floor. Anaware of the small group of guys and girls watching as he drank.His mind lost in his own thoughts with distant eyes as he played the straw seductivley in his mouth. Their faces catching light pink as they chuckled. Sesshomaru's tongue slid over the small opening, moving around and around until it vanished into his mouth between his pearly fangs. Holding it between his suculent lips before letting it fall back to ease with in the glass, tip of his tongue lightly seperating from the stiff appendage.

Finally realising he was the butt of someones greatly lusting attention, he glanced in thier direction with a raised brow. His tongue once again appearing to tease his viewers as it coursed over his lips. Again bringing his attention away. Just as his view went around the room, his own interest was grabbed by the golden haired tempter who made his eyes trail to the slender demon. His perfect lips as well traced with that lacy pink tongue, making it gloss brilliantly in the slim lighting next to his fervent smirk. Soon disapearing in the crowd.

Unable to bare much more of his bordom, he, himself, made his legs cross him into the dancing crowd. He was able to dance alone for a little while until his nose caught the scent of lime and alchohol in his space. Just as, he felt a pair of strong hips grinding into him from both sides. A man smirking with each direction he decided to inspect. The man before him didnt stay long when a slutting woman gauged her hips into his, making his uninterested member ache. He would have crushed the girls stenching windpipe if it wasnt for the males intrusion to his swaying hips to indicate a challenge amongst them. Courting a light demonic grin to his lips he knew how easy it would be to exhaust the mortals. Their dance fight didnt take as long as he would have waged it to be, when the two continued to bring their bodies to their nearest points. Any closer and they would have to be intametly connected.

Sesshomarus face altered to an unwanting joining. They were pushing their long ran out invite and he wanted no longer to be a part of this 'three some'. His throat forced out a short grunt as he worked for a way to escape their sweat streaming bodies, his golden eyes searching desperatly. With a hard swallow, he licked his parched lips and slid what he could to the side. But to no avail. He found a few more women were blocking his path so he sighed in dicontent.

Almost like an answer to his prayers, he felt a strong hand clasp his own, at first taking it as a threat. Either way he knew it would lead him from the mass of discusting and not very appealing bodies. Just as he thought, there he was freed from the bunch. He took a daring chance to view his savior, but as he did he felt his stomach clench to the familiar sight.

Soon, they found themselves catching their breaths at his table a conversation, as expected, began.

"You looked like you needed that." The man spoke, a deep britsh accent riding his delicate sugary words. Small dark glasses balanced on his gentle features, his head slightly turned with a bowed head, smile still visible. Sesshomaru turned his own head to look away, knowing his eyes wouldnt. He decided to look at nothing in particular, just anything to avoid the excuse to blush at how handsome the man appeared when he gazed curiously.

"Silent or not, you're safe now. I don't intend on rescueing you again, you know."

Sesshomaru only snorting in response to his joke.

"Well,i'll be leaving now." caressing Sesshomaru's hand, he finally was able to peer gold into fountain blue. Almost like crystals. But Sesshomaru was quick to recover as he snorted once more and turned away.

" ' Till again, I presume?" the soft flesh of his hand stroking over Sesshomarus before he took his leave. He took a few minutes before looking after the man's path and grimacing. A sudden renewed lonliness taking him off gaurd as he sighed. He left his mind to wonder until he once more slipped into boredom. Not able to take anymore, he gathered himself and pushed his way through the crowd unto freedom. Or another trip into a wider range of stupidity and insolence.

Straining his partially stressed legs up the flights of stairs, he came in view of the pathetic sight of his younger half brother crashed out by the door. Taking a glimpse at his own domain, he sighed, and searched through the dog eared hanyous pockets. Once finding the key to Inu Yasha's door, he half heartedly cradled him over his shoulder and shoved the key through the lock. The knob loosening the door enough to be kicked open and allow his entrance. Any other day he'd of left the waste of time there at his door, but himself felt deserted of this feeling. Sesshomaru felt his nose cringe to the strong scent of smoke and alcohol riding over his calming forest scent.

Sesshomaru lugged the almost weightless boy to his bed, the blankets straggled a distance from its home. Picking them up, he tossed the covers over him, checked the wreck, and began his way to his own door making sure to tap the fragrant spray before touching the knob. Taking a final glance around, he locked the door from the inside and shut his precence from it.

( -; with animation music.. i finally wrote this damn chapter in detail after about half of a year... it's not quite that good.. but thats what i get being on those kick youre ass writing blocks... but... hope you like what i have so far... umm.. hopefully i can kick the humour in... umm... well.. - ' tell me what u think and i already have ideas for a much later chapter... now to think for chapter 2 and beyond... o GODS! well, chowli.)