Title: Time Of Dying
Rating: M
Warnings: Rape, Mpreg, Sesshoumaru uke
Challenger: HPTRFangirl
Disclaimer: Inuyasha and the other characters do not belong to me or the challenger so all comments about ownership should be kept cozy behind sealed lips.
INUXSESSH
Sesshoumaru's POV
Hello, my name is Takashi Sesshoumaru; age: none of your business place of residence: At the Takashi manor. It's heavily guarded with paid security, state of the art home security system and a yard full of rabid dogs. Don't worry they've had their shots. Job: Student/ Intern at Takashi Enterprises siblings: One older brother and one younger brother. I have an evil best friend by the name Haruno Naraku who is currently taking a trip to my 'To do' list. He's visited that list roughly eighty times since we've know each. An impressive record that almost matches nii-sama's of one hundred and twenty.
Upon first glance of my person you would notice elfin ears, soft silky white hair, a crescent moon sitting on my brown, piercing golden eyes and two smooth magenta strips framing my face. My older brother is one male standing at five inches above my head with a perverted streak and laughing golden eyes unless angered. My younger brother stands five inches below my head with white puppy dog ears and has a big fuck me-I mean- fuck off expression always written on his face. He resembles father the most and always seems to be a bit out of the loop on things.
It seemed that also at the time I was falling in love with him. At first I thought it was just some little crush but it wouldn't go away and decided instead to unpack and make it self at home in my supposed frigid heart. In this modern day siblings weren't allowed to marry but that was a human custom and since we were the last of our kind it was allowed as a sort of preservation of species. My family is well known for its sexual prowls. One hanyou in particular was extremely well known and I intended to make him mine.
This is all just pointless dabble and I should get to the point the reason any of you have even glanced at this piece of writing. One night something happened to me that changed my life. At a party hosted for a big merger celebration in my father's company. I could tell you every little detail of that night, how many stairs I was dragged up, how many people I met and how many drinks I had. I could even tell you down to the second, the time it began and on what floor it happened and what colour the sheets were and the size of the room and the tools used in the rape of one Sesshoumaru Takashi. On that night, someone took something that didn't belong to them and to this date we have yet to find an identity.
INUXSESSH
Notes: Good, bad? Feed back well appreciated. I may rewrite this chapter.