OOOOOooooooookkay, everyone, so this is the continuation of my 'Good of humanity I once hated', thank Inumimi1, EgyptianFireFly and lilbit1016 for it. Mostly lilbit. And do review. I love reviews. AND I am looking for someone to beta said story, so lads and gents, don't be shy, because I really, REALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLY need someone who actually does speak English, since I, erm, don't. I mean I do, but not my first language. So, there!

(I read lots of fanfictions in English to try and learn, though. Wish me good luck. 3)

OK; on with the story! =3

Lords of West

~Inuyasha POV~

I stared at the ratdemon in front of me. And stared. And stared. He looked quite annoyed and bored, the nerve of the bastard, but I could smell his fear clear and all. No wonder, as far as he knew I was a pregnant submissive uke halfblooded dogdemon, with a temper to reach to the Moon, and irrational mood swings, what to do with pregnancy. And he was trying to make me change into a kimono that would show these clearly. Well, aside of the 'halfblooded', 'temper' and 'mood swings' bits, but still. He wanted me to parade around in an outfit like that at the side of my half-brother and supposedly dominant partner.

No freaking way in the bloody fucking Hell.

I let out a dangerous growl and continued to stare, while trying to remember how I got myself into a situation like this. And WHY?

Oh, right, because I knocked up my own brother while in heat and didn't want to break him by forcing him into submission. Me and my big heart. Kikyo would have been quite amused, the others much more shocked than anything, well, aside of Miroku. He would laugh his ass off.

-You are yet to change, Inuyasha?

-Wha…? – Oh, whoops. Seems like I was so caught up in my thoughts I didn't even hear Sesshomaru enter. I turned towards him, slowly, prolonging the time before he begins to rant my ears off in that creepy style of him that doesn't even sound like he were ranting. Heck, sometimes he doesn't even have to speak to rant! - I'm sorry, milord, I was…

Further words died in my throat before I could have formed them as my eyes took in the lovely form of my beloved. His hair was, as usual, undone, but today it seemed to be softer and to have the light of the full moon. His eyes betrayed none of his thoughts or emotions, yet they seemed to have gained a bit of warmth in the two months we were living together as Halves. It was reserved for me only, well, and Rin too, a bit. His kimono was deep blue with golden flame-like patterns, and a silver-black obi, showing his status as Lord of the western lands and my dominant, but not his form.

Beautifully delicious. My sweet uke.

… yes, Sesshomaru is my uke. Yes, I am his sub. Yes, we act as if I was actually both. It has quite a story and a whole lot of much needed explanations to it. You see, two months ago I …

- Stop admiring my looks, otouto. Dress, we are late.

Well, perhaps later.

I threw a glare at the unlucky bastard (my ratdemon servant, Yuuki or whatnot), who fled immediately, leaving me alone with my brother and the humiliating dress I knew I was going to end up wearing tonight. But I was not ready to give in just yet.

I crossed my arms and braced myself as he closed the door and made his way towards me. He stopped right in front of me, locking eyes with me. I opened my eyes to voice my protests against the humiliation they call a kimono.

I never got to actually speak them as Sesshomaru's lips cowered mine, his tongue entering my mouth, seeking it's counterpart out, coaxing it into a dance of need and passion, leaving us both breathless.

- A-aniki? Love, are you all right? – I didn't usually get kisses like that, especially not outside of our bedroom. Something must have made him upset, and I searched for clues through our bond as Halves. I definitely did not like what I found. My lover was practically out of his mind from fear. – Sesshomaru, please, tell me what you have on your mind.

I promptly swifted into my full-blooded demon form to ground him, make him feel safe and pulled him against me, whispering soft words to him, calming him down, letting him feel loved. He grabbed at the front of my clothes and held me in place and melted into me, slightly trembling but calming down. I decided to try again.

- What is on your mind, koi? – I asked as softly as I could manage.

- It's just… I do not wish for this evening to happen. What if something goes wrong? What if they notice I am pregnant? They would…

- Ssssssssh… - I kissed him softly, silencing him. – Nothing is going to happen, don't you worry. Our pup isn't big enough for them to notice yet, and I won't leave your side, not tonight, not ever if I can help it. We have to do this, remember? Tradition an' all…

- I hate all kinds of social gatherings – He muttered into my shoulder. – And this one is even more unnecessary than all of the others, I mean, it's not like we are going to marry. Being halves is even more than that, so why do I have to?

I smiled and stroked his hair. For some reason, I found the idea of Sesshomaru whining highly entertaining, amusing and somewhat cute.

- I know, love. I know.

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My very first appearance at a social event. What to tell about it?

It was goddamn humiliating.

We appeared and went, pardon, processed to our very much special spot (do not ask me why, but someone told me it was), made ourselves comfortable, well, as comfortable as possible while still being as graceful and elegant and respectable and whatever else as possible. Not to mention my clothes. Aniki made me wear the lovely sakura-themed and colored outfit the ratdemon presented me. Bloody embarrassing and, of course, uncomfortable as Hell.

And then, after we settled down, the true humiliation started. The nobles present came to us, bowed in front of us (meaning: my brother) and wished us happiness. Or no. They actually wished for the Lord to be content with his new consort, and for said consort to make his Lord (some shitheads actually said Master!) happy. Assholes. Then some of the motherfuckers even dared to comment on the 'lovely submissive uke', and my probable 'bedroom skills', hell, some even commented on my ass!

It was the worst kind of Hell, mostly due to my not being allowed to just up and kill the jackasses; after all, I had to play the part of the shy little tame, submissive, pregnant uke of my aniki, the Lord of West, strongest current Inutaicho, yadda, yadda. Bleh.

If they only knew. Or not. That'd be kind of… BAD.

Anyway, after three hours of walking on Sesshomarus' heels while he talked to the other youkais about business, politics and whatnot, I grew rather impatient. And annoyed. And terribly embarrassed by the little snide comments they all seemed to make about me. But could I do a thing about it? No, Inari forbid!

But as it was, Inari decided to be helpful for once. In a rather sadistic kind of way.

You see, demons have a special way of getting to know the gender of the fetus. Simple thing really. one just had to wait roughly three to five weeks after the, erm, intercourse… after having sex, goddamnit. Then the pregnant female/uke suddenly has some sort of fever, followed by emitting special pheromones. One can practically smell the gender of the little ones, just like that. Sesshomaru and I waited for this to come and pass before this banquette, and I was proud to be the future father of a baby girl.

And now, Sesshomaru was going through the fever again. On the one hand, I was happy. I was going to be the proud father of twins!

On the other hand, if aniki was to stay there, out 'little' secret was going to be exposed. And that was bad. Very, VERY bad. I needed… we needed to get us outta 'ere.

… And that meant…

I opened our link and forced the symptoms out of Sesshomaru, right into me. I weakened instantly as the fever hit me, causing the room to spin, and I had to grabb onto my aniki's arm not to fall.

The things I do for us.

- Oh? What happened, young one? Oh… Oooooooh, the Bearers' Fever! So exciting, I wonder if…

My brother cut him off with one glance. The cold bastard. Did I ever love him for it.

- This Lord Sesshomaru wishes to be first to discover the gender of his child. He shall share the information with thy as he sees fit. Inuyasha, come.

And with that, he led me out of the ever so damned crowd, the room, down the hallways and into our room, both of us fighting Mother Nature and Inari and the Fates on our way.

But finally, we were in safety. And we just let go of it all. And it exploded.

I had to catch my love as the force of the release made him lose his balance, and I shifted into my true form to muster up enough… dominance to keep him grounded. He melted in my arms, and we basked in the sweet scent surrounding us, and in the knowledge of a daughter and a son growing in the womb of my husband, my Lord, my mate and my better Half.

- Inuyasha?

I looked down into the golden eyes of Sesshomaru. They were no longer cold like they were this whole evening, but were like molten old gold, so warm, so deep… and only for me. And for Rin on other occasions. And for our twins in the future.

I wondered how our (well, originally his) adoptive human daughter was going to take to her demonic siblings. Knowing her, she was going to spoil them to death. I had to smile at the thought.

- Yes, beloved?

- I… How exactly are we going to tell this to Rin? – He narrowed his eyes in a dangerous way at my confused expression. – We are going to tell our elder daughter, right?

- Erm, Sesshomaru… about that…

And thus I had my hands full of one pissed off, maternal, pregnant uke.

And I just couldn't for my life remember why I ever thought Sesshomaru to be deadly dangerous before.

Well, that's it for now, let me know what you think. Flames are welcome as well, I usually laugh my ass off on them, or correct whatever fault they pointed out. If I can. BTW, I did mention I am searching for a beta, didn't I? So please please someone heeeeeeeeeeeeeelp meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!