Impossible
An Inuyasha Mpreg Fanfic
Summary: Kagome wasn't satisfied with their daughter. Inuyasha goes into hiding after losing his wife and child to disease, but when the impossible happens Sesshomaru hunts him down. After falling in love with him and getting pregnant, a past memory becomes reality.
Chapter 1
She smiled at him with a toothless smile, flapping her arms in excitement. She was beautiful, a patch of white hair on her head. Her brown eyes were concentrated on his face, but Inuyasha knew that his ears were what she wanted. He picked her up with a grunt, feeling her fingers go instantly to his hair and hang on. She rested her head against his shoulder, putting her hand into her mouth. She mumbled in her own little baby language, kicking her feet with laughter when he poked her belly.
"Your fat," he cooed, his daughter slapping his cheek with a slobber covered hand. He grabbed it with his lips, her screech of laughter echoing in their home. Inuyasha chuckled, releasing it before kissing her cheek. Tameko was the greatest thing that ever happened to him.
"She's horribly fat. She needs to stop eating so much." Inuyasha looked to Kagome who had just walked in from her herb garden. He frowned, bouncing Tameko in his arms when she began to cry. He shushed her softly, looking to Kagome as she walked into their kitchen.
"She is a child Kagome, she will need to eat a lot," he explained, Kagome slamming down her basket, some herbs falling onto the table silently. She was furious, only making Tameko cry harder. Inuyasha couldn't understand why Kagome was so furious. She threw the basket, pointing a finger at Tameko.
"It doesn't matter, she was a mistake from the beginning!"
Inuyasha's pray beads fell to the ground.
Inuyasha jolted awake. His eyes searched the cave he was in, panting heavily in anger. His sword was drawn and ready to fight, Inuyasha relaxing when he saw only wet rocky walls and sand. He released his sword, letting it drop to the sand carelessly as he sat up. He felt cold and sick, resting back on one hand while running the other one through his hair. He cursed beneath his breath when he felt sweat, knowing he would need a fire before he froze to death because of his own sweat.
He got up, walking in the darkness to where he knew the entrance was. He yawned, hearing the rush of water of the river just outside his cave. He walked past a pile of bones, remembering the bear demon that had been in here. It had put up a good fight, but Inuyasha was determined to get this cave. The demon had been the only one in the mountain thankfully, Inuyasha had been too worn out to have fought anyone else.
He reached the entrance, shivering as the cold wind slapped against his face. He looked down the mountain to the forest through the stinging rain, remembering when he used to be part of it. Inuyasha's forest it had been called. After five years of disappearance though, only a dying Kaede and a few who knew him remember its name. He looked up to the sky, closing his eyes.
Now he was back to being a lone half demon. He realized after a second he was getting more wet than dry so went over to the far right of the cave entrance. A pile of dry wood was covered with the bears skin, Inuyasha taking it all inside. He knew no one would go anywhere in this weather so didn't block the entrance, making a pile with half of the sticks. He picked up his sword, the blade erupting with fire as it shifted. He had put the tip on the wood, easily creating a fire. He sheathed his sword, beginning to take off his clothing. He impaled his sword into the cave wall near the fire, taking off his kimono and haori and placing them on the sword. He took off his hakama, placing it on the hilt of tetsusagia. He looked to his fundoshi, taking it off slowly. Blood stained it, Inuyasha frowning.
What was happening to him?
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Sesshomaru ignored the stinging rain that was pelting him, lifting his nose to the air and sniffing for a particular scent. The rain was taking it away, but the scent of a bitch in heat could not be hidden. He was at the edge of Inuyasha's forest, a large mountain dominated by a bear demon a mile or so from him. He thought of turning around but didn't, wind rushing beneath his feet. He was lifted by a cloud, the scent spiking the higher he went.
He had been following Inuyasha's scent for three days now, the scent of his heat tempting him. He would have starved off the musk his scent triggered merely because it was Inuyasha, but he gave himself the excuse of another demon would get to him if he didn't. In truth though, when he was about to return to his castle, Tensagia pulsed. He did not understand why, but the more he tried to walk away, the harder it pulsed. It impaled a tree, it's hilt pointing to the mountain. There was something there and it wanted it.
He's been following his scent since.
He reached a cave entrance that reeked of Inuyasha's scent, the scent of a bitch in heat making him feel hot. He controlled himself, walking further into the cave. He saw the bones of the bear demon but his sword did not pulse for it. He kept walking, following Inuyasha's scent. He stopped when he saw a naked Inuyasha laying by a fire. His scent had become near overpowering, Sesshomaru taking in a deep breath. He resisted a shiver, walking slowly towards him. He looked to the sword impaled into the wall, looking back to Inuyasha.
He walked over to him, getting down to one knee next to him. He looked at his face, trying to determine why Tensagia would want him. It was pulsing angrily now, Sesshomaru unsheathing it. He didn't see any soul stealers though, but Tensaiga wanted it. He got to his feet, taking a deep breath. He sliced his stomach, Inuyasha glowing for only a second before going back to normal.
Inuyasha groaned softly when the glowing went away, his eyes fighting to open as he shifted to lay on his side. He seemed dazed at first, blinking up at him tiredly. Sesshomaru blinked.
Inuyasha pushed him away with a yelp of surprise, jumping away from him. Sesshomaru stood up, wiping off his kimono as Inuyasha pressed his back against the other wall, his hand covering his lower regions as he growled.
"What the fuck are you doing here?!" He barked angrily, Sesshomaru looking to him with stoic eyes.
"To take you back to my castle. You are in heat Inuyasha." Lighting lit up the cave, thunder rumbling outside. Inuyasha looked furious, pointing to the exit.
"Get the fuck out. I ain't going anywhere with you asshole." Sesshomaru frowned, Inuyasha growling at him.
"Also idiot, males don't go into heat," Inuyasha hissed at him, Sesshomaru looking down when he saw red in his vision. Blood was creeping down Inuyasha's thigh, his scent spiking.
Inuyasha gasped when he was suddenly pinned against the wall by his throat, Sesshomaru frowning down at him.
"Every male half breed goes into heat. If you were educated you would have known that." Inuyasha spat in his face, Sesshomaru wiping it off as he tried to control his urge to kill him. He touched Inuyasha's inner thigh, Inuyasha going stock still as he slid it up.
Sesshomaru felt the warm blood against his hand, tightening his hand around Inuyasha's throat when he began to struggle. His hand reached his ass, Sesshomaru pulling him away from the wall and flush against him, holding his wrists behind his back. Inuyasha growled and struggled, but Sesshomaru was stronger, his finger slipping inside his body.
Inuyasha whimpered, arching against Sesshomaru when his finger pushed deep.
"What the fuck are you doing!?" He growled, hissing when he slowly slid his finger out. Inuyasha yelped when he threw him across the cave, his legs weak as he stood.
"Why do you think you're bleeding?" Inuyasha looked to him, seeing his hand covered in blood. He looked to his sword which wasn't that far away. He darted to it, cold metal pressed against his neck.
"Do not come with me Inuyasha and I'll kill you here." Inuyasha looked to him, growling lowly. He didn't want to be near him. He wanted him to vanish. But, he also wanted to live.
He dropped his hand from his destination to tetsusagia, his ears falling back hesitantly.
Sesshomaru's lips upturned into a barely there smirk, sheathing his sword.
"We leave in the morning."
Author'st note: I've been thinking about this for a long time, so hope you liked it!