It was night in the forest of the western lands, and its lord was at unrest. The night was growing later, morning fast approaching. The moon, full overhead, cast a dim light on the surrounding cherry blossom trees, adding to the soft, almost romantic quality of the night. The air was of decent temperature, neither too hot, nor too cold. Sesshomaru glanced up at the moon, his ice blue eyes softening ever so gently at the effect of the night. Jaken, and the beast ah un , were back at his castle, giving the human child, Rin, a bath. He, however, was not interested in such mundane tasks as washing the child; his intent was on patrolling his forest, and discovering the source of the odd, feminine scent that was in it. He had been out of several hours so far, scouring the forest. As of late, he had found nothing more concerning then the occasional usajii-youkai, or rabbit demon. The scent, however, came from none of them, but from something more obsolete- different. Sighing to himself in defeat, the lord of the western lands planted himself at the base of one of the larger trees, the long trellises of his hair cascading on the mossy bed underneath him. Sniffing in again deeply, he tried once more to determine the whereabouts of the peculiar smell. It was familiar to him, almost like a welcomed presence. It disturbed him, however, that he couldn't find where the aroma originated from. Closing his eyes, the youkai succumbed to the peaceful nothingness of sleep.
At the edge of the forest, a campfire was lit, and one lone, canine looking figure sat before it, arms wrapped firmly around the body. Upon close inspection, snow white hair glistened in the moonlight, complimented by beautiful, golden eyes. However, there was a rare glimpse of sadness in them, almost a scream echoing in their golden pools, creating a tsunami of hurt and pain. Glancing up at the moon, the same one his half-brother had just been glancing upon, he sighed longingly, and then he too, relinquished himself to shattered dreams.
The next morning came too early for Sesshomaru. Groaning with stiffness, he lurched to a standing position, pulling loose bits of leaves and twigs out of his long mane. Grumbling, his catlike eyes squinted as he glanced in the direction of the now rising sun, attempting to determine what time it was. Grimacing, he started briskly walking to his home.
Inuyasha also was awaking from his slumber. Sighing, he lifted from his moss bed, and gathered his few possessions, before setting off again, alone. He headed in the direction of a large citadel- the mansion of the western lands. Sesshomarus home. Passing the dense forest surroundings, Inuyasha strode quietly over the landscape, his long, slender legs carrying him quickly over the distance. Pausing at a decent sized brook, Inuyasha quickly glanced around to see if the area was uninhabited. Finding nothing more then a few butterflies, he quickly disrobed, then stepped into it, slowly lowering himself into its serene depths with a contented sigh. Dunking his head under the waves, he scrubbed his scalp vigorously with something Kagome called "Shampoo". To him however, it smelt funny, like orange peels. Dunking his head back under the water, he relaxed momentarily, enjoying the feeling of the water around him. His senses dulled by the strong shampoo scent, he had no smelt the approach of his brother.
On the way back to his castle, sesshomaru came across a beautiful, rich scent, one that made him simply purr with delight. Ears flicking foward in intrest, he strayed from his origonal path to investigate where this smell originated from. After about 20 paces in the smells direction, his accute ears picked up the sound of running water. Stepping closer still, he peered through the thick green foliage. His golden eyes warmed instantly as they took in the sight of his brother- Inuyasha. A happy smile replaced the typical frown on his face, as he quietly observed the currently naked form of his younger brother.
Oblivious, inuyasha continued his serene relaxsation. His dog ears, wet from the water, twitched slightly at the sound of a cracking branch. Passing it off for a deer, he ignored it, and relaxed further. He sighed softly, then reached down into the water's depths, his clawed hand reaching down for his now erected member. Stroking it softly, he sank deeper into the water.
Sesshomarus golden eyes were unwavering, drinking in the sight of his little brother, then sniffed the air again, drowning himself in the scent of Inuyasha's arousal. Purring to himslef, he breathed deeply in again. Now, noticing the slight bulge in hsi own kimono, reached downwards to undo his obi, and reached inwards to join inuyasha.