Disclaimer: Do not own the show Inuyasha in any way at all.
Pairing: Inuyasha/Sesshoumaru
This will be only three to four chapters long, this is a challenge to myself to see if I can finish a story. Enjoy.
"What is this place?" He turned around looking around himself trying to place exactly where he was.
He remembered defeating someone important, a monster, a something. He looked around once more and found endless white surrounded him. He sat on the floor, even though in his current state he could not tell the difference between up or down.
Finally after sitting for some time he uttered the word he had been searching for. "Demon." Ever so silently he spoke the words again. The word lingering on his lips as he tried to piece together the blank pieces of puzzle that floated around him.
He closed his eyes and let out a sigh of frustration. Who ever he was and where ever this was, it was not a place he enjoyed. Not knowing anything caused him to feel hopeless. Hopeless that he'd never find the answers of why he was in this current state.
Inuyasha let out a yell in frustration closing his eyes tightly wanting the bright white to go away. He found that he was becoming angry with himself, angry at this place, angry at demons, and angry because it was better than feeling fear.
He continued to yell and slam his fist onto the floor, he had to remember who or what he was. This place was unsettling to him and he had to find a way out. He took one last deep breath and yelled one last time into the emptiness. No sooner had he finished his exhibit of raw emotion did his memories come flooding back.
The battles, his friends, the final stand, and his loneliness after it all was over and done. He was Inuyasha a half-demon, the taint of his fathers line, hated by his brother...
Inuyasha stopped at that last thought and finally opened his eyes. The brightness of the white hadn't dimmed, no it had stayed exactly as it was before his outburst. But it no longer affected his eyes. His mind going over his last thought.
"Sesshoumaru...I love him..." Yes, Inuyasha could say this, the memories of their union flashed before him, the first awkward meetings, clashing lips, hours spent in each others arms, and finally giving every last fiber of their being to each other. "my mate."
They had claimed each other in the strongest of ways, a chain that bound them together closer then any two mortals could ever dream of. When one broke the other would soon follow.
But why was Inuyasha here? He looked around once more wondering how had he gotten here. What had caused him to forget his memories only to regain them and still not be able to break free from this prison? He closed his eyes once more and let the tears slowly fall down his cheeks.
"Inuyasha."
His heart leapt into his throat, the voice of his mate calling out to him instantly gave him a glimmer of hope. The voice of his love. He immediately shoot up with a smile on his fast that quickly turned to confusion. He spun around not seeing Sesshoumaru, had he imagined the voice?
"Inuyasha."
His voice sounded far away, Inuyasha couldn't tell from which direction wondering briefly if his ears had suffered injury. But right now he needed to find his brother. He took off running in a random direction the voice of his mate still fresh on his mind. Sesshoumaru had saved him more times then he could count over the years and he had no doubt that he would be saved from this place.
Inuyasha finally gave into fatigue, he didn't know how long he had been running but nothing had changed, everything was white, endless as ever.
Why was he here?
"Inuyasha." His ears instantly perked up, this time the voice was right behind him. He turned and saw the one he loved, his mate, and love. Standing there eyes warm and welcoming, arms opened to pull him into a tight embrace.
Inuyasha fell into his arms and let himself go, sobbing uncontrollably. So happy that this would finally end. Sesshomaru had come to save him from this endless hell.
"Inuyasha."
He looked up a smile across his face happy tears cascading down his cheeks.
"Sesshoumaru I'm so ha...happy..." Inuyasha was about to continue but it didn't feel right. Sesshoumaru hadn't moved once since finding him, a sudden revelation hit Inuyasha as he pulled himself away from the embrace of his brother who hadn't moved yet.
"Sesshoumaru move damnit!" He yelled staring at the illusion.
As suddenly as Sesshoumaru had appeared behind him he disappeared. Slowly blowing away as if a wind had gone by and ripped him into tiny shreds of paper.
Only whiteness left in his stead. Nothing showing him that someone had been standing there only moments before.
That's when panic gripped Inuyasha in it's clutches. His heart racing, pounding, louder then he could remember, the blood rushed through his veins, he felt despair and horror seize up in him. Had something happened to Sesshoumaru?
He fell to the ground like dead weight on to his knees. His mind trying to go through possibilities as to what could have placed him here. But thoughts would not come and only the sight of his brother dissipating flashed before his mind over and over again.
Could he be...be dead?
His body fell the floor, his breathing coming up short, he was gasping for air but none would come. He tried to call out for help, scream, fight the blackness as it closed in on him. Nothing helped, finally his attempts to stay conscious ended as he was pulled into nothingness.
Sesshoumaru stood out side of their room. His heart clenched in guilt as he hears the struggled cries and whimpers come from his mates mouth. The healer chanting powerful words of healing, that were older than himself.
Time passed slowly each second agonizing not knowing the fate of his love. Finally after what seemed like an eternity the healer called him back in.
"Lord Sesshoumaru." She bowed deeply, then turned back to his mate. " He will be okay for the time being, but I know not what awaits in the future."
It was the same, always the same, no one knew how to deal with this, it was something that was unheard of and Inuyasha was the first to ever experience something like this.
It was all Sesshoumaru's fault.
It had been nearly four new moons since that fateful day.
He went out to battle in a war of his allies, one where they gladly accepted him being there, but he didn't need to be there. Sesshoumaru had but himself there under his own will.
Inuyasha begged him to stay, that this war wasn't his, but feeling obligated by duty he had gently explained to his mate why he felt he had to go.
Sesshoumaru looked over at his mate and saw the need to say more and the fear of losing his love pass Inuyasha's eyes. Finally after some minutes of silence, Inuyasha said he trusted Sesshoumaru and would wait for him to return.
The next morning came and it was his time to leave, they hugged, shared kisses, and little words of affection. Then finally sad their last good byes and he left Inuyasha standing there with tears shimmering against the morning sun.
Once he arrived to battle time flew, days bled into two weeks with in a blink of an eye. Until the enemy was defeated, but not without the cost of many lives. His own life included. Near the end of the war two of the enemies demons had somehow managed to distract him, he went to dispose of them swiftly, but a third demon in hiding came from behind and stabbed straight through his heart. Killing him in a matter of minutes the only thing that had filled his mind in the last moments was his brother, his mate.
It had been right at the end, right before the victory. Just as he died Tenseiga pulsed to life and warped him in mystic glow, feeding his life back into his body. Warriors watched in amazement as the light of his sword incased him.
After one hour he was once again one with the living. The Tenseiga had given him his life back and given him a second chance. The relief he felt to be alive was outweighed by the sudden panicking need to see his mate. He had heard stories of mates dying within minutes of each other. Sesshomaru quickly said farewells and left good wishes and made his way back to the castle as fast as he could.
He arrived in one hour time to find Jaken in tears on the steps of his home. Then looking up in utter shook instantly wiping his tears. His face joyful, but only a fleeting joy, that quickly turned to one of concern.
"Lord Sesshomaru, I'm so very happy to see you alive." After that his face fell in sadness, Sesshoumaru didn't need to ask why.
"Inuyasha he..." Before he could say anymore Sesshoumaru was gone in a flash.
He raced down their hall to see some servants sitting next to their room looking crestfallen as ever. He stopped at the entrance to his room, not knowing what he'd find. He didn't even notice the shocked and amazed looks gracing the faces of his servants. He had only one person on his mind, Inuyasha.
Sesshomaru saw some of the healers washing off his brothers face chanting ancient words of healing, it appeared as if he were only sleeping. The healers sensed his presence but didn't stop, letting the elder healer take the responsibility
The elder healer, a demon that had lived among his family for generations, walked up to him, her eyes filled with wisdom that only centuries of life could bestow. She bowed deeply before looking up a Sesshomaru, she could see in his eyes the fear.
"Lord Sesshoumaru, it is an honor to be meeting with you, but I only wish it were under different circumstances." She paused and turned slowly walking towards Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru followed her. "We thought you had passed, when it happened Lord Inuyasha was with Lady Rin. He went into a panic, luckily Lady Rin was there, she immediately alerted us. We were able to get to him before he lost his sanity."
Sesshoumaru listened silently and the healer continued.
"We immediately used our strongest potion to calm him down, but he was fading fast. He continued to call out your name during the entire time. It seemed that only his will to see you kept him awake for so long. But he eventually passed out from the stress, and slowly he began to fade. He was close to death but then something amazing happened. " She stopped at the edge of the bed and turned towards Sesshoumaru. "Your life was returned and in turn his was saved. But as you can see he did not awaken."
She sighed. "In all my years of living I have never seen this happen. I am sorry Lord Sesshoumaru but I could not wake him with even my most powerful spells."
Sesshomaru stood there a cold mask covering all of his anguish. The elder healer bid him some privacy and called the others with her leaving Sesshoumaru with his mate.
He knelt by the bed and held onto Inuyasha's hand his features melting into one of concern and fear. He let his weaknesses show and howled, his love laced in the power of his voice, the walls vibrated and every person or demon within a mile radius could hear the cry. The cry that called out for his mate. But this time Inuyasha did not respond.
For four months he would not respond to any voices. Once or twice each week he'd go through a spell where his spiritual energy would spike and dip sharply as if he were in a battle for his life. All Sesshoumaru could do was wait it out and hope Inuyasha would survive.
All Sesshoumaru could do was wait until his mate woke up. He called to him every day hoping he would get a response but none came. Sesshoumaru had died and come back to life, only to find the love of his life was now on the edge, the grips of death lingering. Tenseiga couldn't wake him, no healers could, and no voice could reach him.
He hadn't slept in all that time and had forced himself to eat only enough to give him energy. He was slowly losing his own will to live. The need to hear the voice of his brother, the looks of happiness on his face, to feel his arms warped around him. The need for those light kisses that were shared through out the day, a declaration of love.
No matter how long it took, Sesshoumaru would fight any voice in his mind that told him that he would never be with his mate again. He kept his hope alive every time Inuyasha went through the energy spikes. He felt that it was a sign that Inuyasha still had a chance, that Inuyasha was still fighting to live.
White was all he saw nothing as far as his eye could see. He didn't know how he had gotten there or how long he had been here.
"Any body here?"
He listened but found the response he was dreading, silence.
He stood up and looked around trying to decide which direction he should try. Even if he didn't know who he was, he knew damn well that he wanted to get the hell out of where ever he was.
Thank you for reading the next chapter will be up with in two days. R & R if you'd like, also if you see a mistake feel free to tell me.