Stay at Home Puppy
Sleep With One Eye Open
Inuyasha woke just before the sun was due to rise in the east sky. It took a moment for his brain and his body to reach the same page. When they were in sync, he realized exactly why he had been awakened. The pup launched out of the bed to the basin that was across the room and proceeded to relive last night's meal. After a few moments, gentle hands held his hair as his retching became more violent and he could not do so himself. Inuyasha hadn't felt that horrible since he had been poisoned and could only hope dearly that he hadn't been poisoned again. After what felt like hours, he finally stopped dry heaving and was able to relax back into his mate's arms. Five years, and Inuyasha still smiled stupidly at the thought of his mate and his young ward, Shippou. Sesshoumaru and Shippou were his family and he loved them dearly. Sesshoumaru's presence while he had been sick reminded him of the reasons why he had mated his stuck up, pompous aniki.
Sesshoumaru awoke to the sound of Inuyasha getting sick over the basin. He had told the puppy not to indulge to heavily in the wine, but did the pup listen? No. Inuyasha had to be stubborn and do what he wanted to do instead of taking his aniki's sensible advice. Sesshoumaru's internal victory at his otouto learning his lesson was cut short as they sounds of retching became more harsh. Even over indulging in drink would not have caused such a reaction within the hanyou. The TaiYoukai was up out of the bed and beside Inuyasha in the blink of an eye. He took up the pup's hair as the smaller inu's hands became more preoccupied with maintaining Inuyasha's precarious balance than with such trivial things as keeping his hair out of the way. Sesshoumaru was worried about the fact that even when nothing else was coming up that the pup was still trying to retch until all the tense muscles finally relaxed into his grasp. It took him a moment to find that Inuyasha had passed out in his arms as he held the pup there, waiting for the smaller inu to move.
"Stay away from me, Sesshoumaru," Inuyasha had been in a snit all week after his early morning episode. Sesshoumaru just couldn't figure out what he had done wrong this time, though. He had just wanted to spend a bit of time with his mate, alone, in their quarters and instead he got a foot to the ass while Inuyasha threatened to cut off some very important parts of his anatomy if he wanted to have heirs. The sickness had also not abated in the past week and that was another worry that Sesshoumaru held for his young mate. It was affecting Inuyasha's appetite, making it impossible for the hanyou to eat something and keep it down. Some foods he holds better than others, but still most foods come right back up. Sesshoumaru was beginning to think that he would have to force Inuyasha to see the healer as the pup was being his usual stubborn self and was refusing to go.
Inuyasha didn't know why he was constantly getting sick or why Sesshoumaru was all of a sudden pissing him off so much. Not only those things were wrong with him. His nipples would get really sensitive at times and he could swear that his chest was going soft. Inuyasha didn't want to go to the healer, but he was getting freaked out by what his body was doing. He had an idea of what was going on and if he was right, then Inuyasha felt no guilt in tongue lashing or denying his mate sex. He really was ready to go through the trails and triumphs of pregnancy and childbirth. He was also fairly attached to Sesshoumaru's bits, but those might disappear if the healer confirms his suspicions.
Inuyasha stalked the palace corridors until he reached the healers quarters. Their previous healer had died due to his mate poisoning him and no one had figured out why the she-demon had done it. Inuyasha liked Nya, but he disliked hands being on him, well any hands besides his mate. He looked about her workspace, but she wasn't in sight. Her study was just as empty as the workspace and Inuyasha had no choice but to knock upon the door leading to her private suites. He might be interrupting something, but at the moment Inuyasha could care less about what was going on beyond his own problems. He really needed to know whether or not his aniki was going to be missing some valuable pieces. He knocked at the door with a quick beat and waited for Nya.
Inuyasha was an odd combination between pleased and pissed. He supposed that the pleased portion of himself was his youkai, but his human half was already telling itself that Sesshoumaru was going to need to sleep with one eye open from then on. He had told the libido happy youkai that he was not ready to get pregnant and yet, that was where they were. Inuyasha wanted to cry at that point, but decided that he would need to talk/yell at some demons first, visit Shippou and Rin to tell them the news, and then kick Sesshoumaru's ass. Of course, the last on that list would have to wait until he was back to full strength, but that was okay with Inuyasha because then Sesshoumaru would never see it coming. He would expect the pup to come raging after him while pregnant. Inuyasha knew he could be brash and bullheaded, but he wasn't about to harm an innocent soul in his anger. He had seen far to often what that leads to in his two centuries of living.
