AN: THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO EVER COMMENTED/ADDED/ETC. You people are my favorite. I present to you the ending of our wonderful RP. When one door closes, another opens. I hope you all still stay tuned as Basil's still got some tricks up her sleeves. Questions/Comments/Concerns? Hit me up!
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~Sesshomaru~
The youkai lord had always prided himself about having the capability of accepting matters as they were. For instance, he accepted the fact that he had to bed with his brother in order to save the family line. True, he was not as unhappy about now as he had been in the beginning. Nonetheless, he'd overcome it with little trouble. And now he was in the second stage, accustoming himself to the other's presence. After realizing the truth, realizing that it was not only the beast or his instincts that drove him to mark Inuyasha as his, he was able to gaze at his sibling and be at ease, knowing that, in the end, he had wanted him as a mate. The youkai didn't give a damn about what others of their kind might believe, that the great and powerful Lord of the West had taken to his side his own half-breed brother. Perhaps he would have to endure the outrage and abandonment of some allies. It was a small price to pay, but it was rare he ever needed allies. Inuyasha could compensate in more than one way after all, rather than just being a good lay.
Yet it still amazed him that he could peer down at Inuyasha and bring a palm against his blushing cheek, feeling the warmth radiating off the skin, and be utterly relaxed. Never in his life would he one day find that the hanyou was quite attractive and endearing when he was flustered and aroused. The other was even too timid to touch him and barely managed to place his fingers on his, Sesshomaru's, back. Even as the hanyou's hips began to move, pressing their lengths harder together, he was anything but demanding. Compared to how Inuyasha was in an everday situation, it would have shocked many. But Sesshomaru only found it amusing. And Inuyasha's comment was even more amusing. Far from stopping the elder of the two, he leaned in closer, hands gliding down the other's sides and gripping his hips lightly. Without a word, he began to force Inuyasha to step backwards, right up against a rock formation beside the spring, covered in moss and other plant-life.
"'Stop talking like that'?" he repeated before running his tongue along the outline of the hanyou's ear. "There's no need to be shy over such a trivial matter." His lips came to the hollow of Inuyasha's throat, but he did not kiss the skin. Instead, he traveled lower to the center of the chest before glancing up at the other. "You've spread your legs for me so willingly and moaned for pleasure, but you are embarrassed by mere words? You can't even bring yourself to properly touch me while I do as I please with you. For one who so wantonly allows me to take him, these things shouldn't be a problem." Sesshomaru's gaze never left Inuyasha's face while he spoke, eyes intense and focused, desire burning in the core. His hands gripped the other a bit tighter as he finally looked away, dragging his tongue over one of the nipples. The bud of flesh didn't immediately respond until his teeth tugged and bit, hardening it to attention. Eventually, he turned his attention to the other nipple, forcing it to endure the same, pleasurable torment until it was just as red and sensitive as the first.
Sesshomaru straightened and his hands suddenly reached upward, grabbing Inuyasha's arms and dragging the limbs away from him. He didn't stop there as he turned the hanyou around and pressed him against the rock. The youkai's actions were a bit more forceful and not as gentle as before. The excitement was evidently mounting in Sesshomaru. Or, perhaps, he just wanted to torture his brother into action. It became rather dull after a while when one's partner didn't do anything on his own. The daemon lord's hands came to grasp his brother's wrists, bringing the other's arms above his head and pinned against the rock. His body did the same to Inuyasha's frame as Sesshomaru adjusted his lower half, sliding his length between the stained cheeks. His breathing had quickened ever so slightly, brought on by his arousal, as his lips, once more, caressed Inuyasha's ears. "You've had me inside you many times before, little brother." His hips had fallen into a soft rhythm, massaging his cock against the entrance. "Do not tell me you're afraid of being even more intimate than we already are. Do you not want me to speak my mind and tell you how enticing you look to me, sprawled out on the ground, covered in your essence and filled with mine? Or how that wonderful blush of yours..." His lips slid down and brushed along the hanyou's cheek, "makes you appear like a vulnerable virgin, just begging to have your innocence taken?"
Despite the fact that this was somewhat sadistic in nature, this was actually Sesshomaru being romantic, at least partially. He couldn't bring himself to do anything more, other than a secret kiss that no one else knew he'd given. But as his grip loosened on Inuyasha's wrists and he stepped away, his lips pressed lightly against the nape of the hanyou's neck before ending the moment with a sting of a bite. Sesshomaru remained there for a moment and took in the sight of his brother, aroused and stretched out along the moss-covered rock, perhaps panting in subtle excitement. Eventually, he turned away and lowered himself into the hot spring, moving with a sense of grace and dignity, despite the raging hard on he was sporting and how much will power it took on his part to deprive himself of such a delectable morsel. Wading into the water, Sesshomaru found his usual seat and sat down, now facing his sibling once more. The smallest of smiles crossed his lips, a silent beckoning for Inuyasha to come to him. He was tired of doing all the work.
"Show me that you aren't shy."
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~Inuyasha~
Just the tips of his fingers just barely pushing over Sesshoumaru's shoulder blades was enough to make the hanyou nervous. He didn't know what to do next - although taken time and time again, he was still as inexperienced as before. Now that his brother gave off the welcoming aura that enticed Inuyasha to go further, he was uncertain. A hand cupped his face and he looked to the arm it was connected to through half-lidded eyes. His blush lingered so delicately along his cheeks, perhaps more vibrant than before now that the hot spring's mist glistened on his skin. Gods... That voice like silk poured softly into his ears that already egged the hanyou on to moan. It was restrained once he noticed his brother had traveled towards his chest. Yet again, a flustered frown formed on his features. He wanted to make smart rebuttal, to say that those times he was forced, but remembering that surpassing the initial rejection was the eventual acception made him merely grunt quietly.
Inuyasha could feel Sesshoumaru looking intensely at him even though his own eyes momentarily focused on the floor. But when he chose to glance by, he was struck by such a passionate stare that he himself could only look on with an almost dumbstruck gaze. Those eyes... Once so cold and distant that would give a younger hanyou the chills were now lit with something so fiercely focused. Viewing such two extremes in one person would possibly confuse the viewer, but for Inuyasha it caused curious concern. It was only once the other's grasp became more firm that he noticed some of his body had tensed. His breath paused once a wet sensation graced his nipple and left him tingling. But he only grew vocal when fangs clamped on his flesh. "Gnn...!" The moss brushed against his back as he squirmed. Delicate inhales were drawn in slowly until both nipples were a light scarlet, hardened and elevated above his body.
His hands had now gradually pressed palms along the other, but did not move from their original position. They were moved rather unwillingly at Sesshoumaru's command, following suit as Inuyasha was moved around so he faced the mossy wall behind him. The force was quickly noticed, but not entirely rejected. It was something he grew accustomed to - after all it often did accompany the youkai lord's actions. It did - however - stir a common reaction from Inuyasha; a growl. He knew not how to respond to gentle compassion, but physical force was his forte. Regardless, he was pinned to the wall with his arms raised up and his body held firm. "Haah..." he panted softly, weakly, after his brother pushed his length back and forth along his entrance. Each time enticed a tiny twitch of the hips, hoping it would be the moment his rear would be filled. It would've shocked Inuyasha how quickly his mind went from wondering the validity of his brother's new actions to hoping for another round of sex. It would've... If he hadn't allowed himself to get caught in seemingly new emotions and eagerness to be filled by his brother.
Intimate? The hanyou bit his lip. Yes, these moments spent with Sesshoumaru were those of intimacy, although in the beginning it seemed far from it. But their relationship had developed more since then, even Inuyasha and his occasional ignorance could see that. Each time they seemed to grow more and more closer, allowing touches and such to be more out of self-interest than interest of reserving their kind. Even now Inuyasha could care less about his now deceased family, and what became most important was Sesshoumaru. As thoughts raced through his head, they all seemed to pause once his elder brother spoke. Did... Did he really cause him to feel the way he said? The hanyou's face seemed to pulse as more blood deepened its hue. The other's words were no longer inhibited, no longer hiding anything that would be perceived as an emotion. Inuyasha himself felt more inclined now, driven by arousal but focused by trust. He would take a million blows to the body, but always kept the biggest defense to shield his emotions. The shield began to lower now as the hanyou shivered from the other's words.
Indeed he was left panting in Sesshoumaru's wake, his hands clasping on the stone's foundation to keep him up. His knees seemed to curve inward while his feet stayed firmly on the ground. A mewl turned into a yelp as he was left with a bite along his neck. He had dealt with more painful injuries by the other's teeth, the bruise and scabs on his inner thigh proved it so. But still it made him raise up his voice. Clawing the rocks above, he stayed still with his forehead pushed to the wall until the warmth of Sesshoumaru's presence no longer circled him. He turned around and rested his arms along his chest like he did when wearing his haori. A mildly embarrassed frown, a twitch of the ears and a feigned huff of indifference would've made him seem back to his old self, yet the aroused flush and firm length proved otherwise. Inuyasha watched Sesshoumaru move into the springs, walking with such dignity as if nothing ever fazed him. When he finally sat down in the waters, Inuyasha slowly stopped frowning. What was the point of doing so anyway?
Nearing the edge of the water, Inuyasha slid into the water, walking slowly into the warm essence until he stood before the youkai lord. With mustered courage, he was able to look Sesshoumaru in the eyes, at least for a moment, as he found the stones around the other and rested his knees on them, successfully straddling his brother. Lowering down so his rear glided down the other's length, he nudged his bowed head next to Sesshoumaru's jaw. "You enjoy this, don't you?" he asked quietly, the usual brashness in his voice. "You enjoy every damn minute I sit in utter agony, awaiting your next move. And now you want me to make a move on you." His last words seemed to waver as he nipped just where the jaw and neck join, very lightly tugging the skin. His hands slid down his own submerged thighs, still hesitant as always. "I don't got a reason to be shy around you. Remember that." Inuyasha growled, his slick pink tongue grazing at the skin before him. Almost expecting to be pushed away at this point, he didn't move until he was certain he was allowed to continue. Raising his pelvis, he glided his rear again over Sesshoumaru's member, releasing a shuddering sigh as he did so.
"I hope you don't... Expect me to know what I'm doing..." Inuyasha seemed to be giving a verbal indicator on his resolve - beginning with a gruff, cautious outlook, and now one hoping for acceptance. Much like Sesshoumaru on the first night, he was letting instincts take over, to give him what he wanted. His tongue greedily lapped at Sesshoumaru's damp skin, nipping and suckling along bits of flesh. His hands finally moved from their resting spot and glided up the other's stomach, massaging the chest and lightly brushing over the nipples. His own length brushed over Sesshoumaru's stomach as he moved, edging closer when he inched forward to lick the outline of his left ear. Inuyasha sighed as he lowered his head yet again to the groove of his elder brother - no, his mate's - neck. "Sesshoumaru... I... I do want you." he whispered, firmly grasping his shoulders as he pressed their chests together.
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~Sesshomaru~
Sesshomaru was curious as to what his brother was planning on doing. The other appeared far from amused, standing where the youkai had left him and exhaling deeply, as if to calm himself. Yet it was a contradiction at best. Inuyasha's body was flushed and his length stiff and discolored. The scent of arousal was heavy in the air, thick like honey and all the sweeter. Without thought, the youkai's tongue darted out and ran across his lips, reddening the pale skin ever-so-slightly. His gaze was sharp, almost heated, with the way he watched the hanyou lower himself into the spring and wade slowly through the steaming water. But this timidness was not like his brother at all. Compared to how forward the half-breed's daemon acted, it was never more blatant that two, quite different personalities resided in the same body. Surely Inuyasha's youkai would have been able to keep eye contact with him for more than a few mere seconds.
The daemon lord's hands immediately came to rest on the hanyou's waist as the other finally settled down in his lap. There was a brief danger of claws piercing Inuyasha's skin when he decided to straddle Sesshomaru's length, rather than just his legs. It wasn't something Sesshomaru had entirely been expecting. Then again, he wasn't expecting the nuzzling, or what could be considered nuzzling, either. Just as it wasn't his habit act kind towards the hanyou, it wasn't Inuyasha's habit to coddle with him. Yet it secretly made the beast growl in approval and the youkai was close to expressiong some other form of affection. His hands started to glide upwards along his brother's back, just as the other began to speak. Claws grazed along flesh, twitching slightly, as Inuyasha's mouth delicately attacked the elder youkai's neck. Sesshomaru sat up a little straighter, effectively pressing his cock between the cheeks of the other's ass. However, he did this the same exact time that Inuyasha slid downward, forcing a groan out of him. On impulse, he jolted the hanyou again with a gentle nudge, grinning inwardly to himself. So, Inuyasha claimed he wasn't shy around him? It wasn't a shock that the youkai had a difficult time believing him.
A soft sigh escaped the youkai for two reasons. The first reason was from a sudden disappointment. He should have realized that Inuyasha was uncertain about what to do, especially now that he was given free range. An inexperienced, recently deflowered virgin. What else could one expect from an individual like that but the timidness that Inuyasha had been displaying. The second reason, of course, was from the other's antics, that wandering mouth along his skin. Sesshomaru tilted his head back slightly, arms rising out of the water to rest on the bank behind him. Delightful shivers raced up his spine, subtle but pleasurable, as the hanyou found his ear, those hands gliding along his torso. When that hot length pressed up against his stomach and Inuyasha's head came to rest next to his neck once more, Sesshomaru turned his head down in order to peer at his brother.
Almost immediately after Inuyasha's soft words, arms came to wrap about the other's waist, pulling him closer. Yet it wasn't out of affection. Sesshomaru had risen to his feet and brought the hanyou with him, spinning them around and leaning down, placing his brother on the ground. Feet still on the water as he stood upon the stone he'd been sitting on, the youkai crouched in front of the haynou, hands sliding along his thighs and spreading his legs. "It's a pity you don't know what you are doing," he said as both hands moved to settle beneath the length. Either index finger came to Inuyasha's entrance, sliding in without a second thought and prying the pink mouth open, just as he had the night before. "But I will soon change that." The middle finger of each hand joined the first two digits as the youkai wasted no time in stretching his little brother. The ring of muscle was looser than it normally was and there was little to do other than lubricate it. Sesshomaru lowered himself to his knees and took hold of Inuyasha's waist, drawing him closer.
The head of his cock was poised at the entrance as Sesshomaru moved down, lips brushing over Inuyasha's chest. His hips gently bucked forward and the tip of his length penetrated the waiting orifice. "Little brother," the youkai murmured, dragging his tongue around a taut nipple. "You like it rough, don't you?" Without any further warning, his grip tightened as he yanked the hanyou down and slammed forward simultaneously, completely sheathing himself into the tight, warm walls that had been begging for him all morning.
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~Inuyasha~
Inuyasha's greedy tongue savored the taste of his elder brother, as if it were some forbidden fruit ripened to the peak of its flavor. Bits of his inner anger and self-disgust seemed to be washed away by the warm waters encircling him near his chest. He had felt Sesshoumaru's fingers twitch when he decided to rest his weight along his stiff length along with his legs. His own was caressed by the flow and ebb of the rushing water, leaving the prickling tingle of arousal still on his senses. Once sure of his position - that Sesshoumaru was truly allowing him to do as he pleased - did his hands begin to explore. Gods, did he tremble at the sheer feel of his elder brother's toned abs, it was enough on its own to make him murr hungrily, and nothing could satiate this hunger but Sesshoumaru himself.
His tongue rolled and lapped at the once so distant body before him, and he hadn't noticed how his legs spread impulsively after feeling a warm feeling flood between his rear. The hanyou was sure that the other could feel his heart pounding in his chest, even though separated by the water. Either way, it'd be confirmed once he removed the distance between them. But what he was certain of was his brother's actions; the near-silent growl, the slow stiffness of the body, the gentle caresses, all were picked up by the hanyou's receptive senses. As he slowly but eagerly gave in to his inner passions, the youkai felt no need to force its control over Inuyasha to ensure that he didn't attempt to flee like many times before. However, his scent did seem to become more feral without the swap, as if the hanyou was giving up his human rationale to that of a youkai's.
The sigh made his ears perk attentively now that the hanyou was engulfed in his brother's actions. Regardless, it did not stop him from his ministrations, the chance of savoring his brother's flesh was far too good of an offer to pass up for mild curiosity. His teeth began grazing the other's body, resisting the urge to bite down. It remembered the sweet, sweet taste of the inu lord's blood, how delicious and invigorating it was to have it trail past his lips and down his chin. Never before had he had such animalistic thoughts and desires for someone. It was as if it had been locked away until his brother came along with its key. It was then that he truly understood his desires, why his youkai was persistent in submitting to Sesshoumaru. He had truly understood the reason of mating season beyond the underlining meaning of producing offspring. The hanyou knew now what it was like to crave, to desire, maybe even... To love...?
Sesshoumaru's arms encircling him nearly came to a surprise, but to be removed from the hot springs made his nude body contract to the seemingly cold air that surrounded it. Water trickled down his body, through his silver hair, and onto the stone floor he was placed on. His skin had a rosy hue due to the heat of the springs, but it couldn't match the flush of his face. Inuyasha allowed his legs to be spread without rebuttal, while his eyes met with the other's. If he was going to prove to Sesshoumaru that he was not shy, he'd have to play the part. Yes, even as those long fingers pushed past his previously loosened opening, and stretched them even further. "Gnnn..." Inuyasha shifted around, trying to find a comfortable spot, but stayed still as two extra fingers were placed inside. Again he felt the feel of his muscles contracting desperately to keep his inner flesh from exposure.
Pulling away his wet hair from his face, Inuyasha watched Sesshoumaru kneel and hold his waist. His length trembled over his stomach, pleading silently for attention. The hanyou had become used to this feeling, although unbearable at first. Flexing his fingers, he paused once the other's tip slowly pushed past his pucker. His nipple tingled while Sesshoumaru's lips lingered on it, his throat trembling with a low, aroused growl. "Gn..?" No sooner after Sesshoumaru had finished his words a searing jolt of pain bounded up his spine. His hands had found the other's upper arms and clenched tightly, claws slightly puncturing the skin. Bearing fangs, he felt his walls close in on the welcomed intruder. "And what if I do?" He questioned with a playful smirk, voice still low. "You plan on doin' something about it?"
~Sesshomaru~
The warmth of Inuyasha's body was more than enough to rival that of the steaming hot springs. The feel of the sweaty skin and firm muscles against his body was a matter that Sesshomaru had not quite grown accustomed to. It was shocking how much it caused him to crave more, to want to possess and claim the male, no less his sibling, in front of him as his own. Inuyasha, the half-breed who had once been a stain on the Inu family, was so vulnerable and so delicious to look at that the youkai lord had to remind himself exactly who this person was. Two months ago, he couldn't even contemplate the idea of having the slightest bit of affection for the mongrel. Now here he was, sliding a hand beneath the other's head and dragging his tongue along the exposed throat, savoring the flavor of him and the warmth of his walls that surrounded the lord's length. His little brother... this was Inuyasha's place in the world, at Sesshomaru's side and in his bed. No one else would have him. Not even that idiot miko who was with him all the time.
The youkai's hands came to rest on either side of the hanyou's head, the other's challenge ringing in his ears. Handsome lips began to curve into a low, almost sinister smile. It couldn't really be called a smile, not in the sense that Inuyasha's probably used it. To Sesshomaru, it was a quirk of the muscle in which he showed amusement. In this case, it was to show amusement and, oddly even to him, the smallest bit of affection. Dipping his head down, sharp teeth came to clamp onto one of those tufty ears that had once been thought as absurd and were now seen as most becoming. The fur was wet and slick as Sesshomaru's tongue lapped at it, drawing it into his mouth and gently suckling on what water he could extract. Once he released the ear, he tauntingly licked along its edge, whispering, "I will use it to my advantage, little brother."
As he spoke, a hand suddenly rose and gripped Inuyasha's hip, dragging him forward. At the same time, Sesshomaru's pelvis gave a sharp thrust upward, his cock striking the sensitive bump inside the hanyou. Indeed, as promised, he didn't treat the one below him as glass, but as a boulder that could take blow after blow. Yet instead of blows to endure, the hanyou was forced to take thrust after thrust that would have knocked any mortal senseless, even that monk who couldn't keep himself in check if his life depended on it. The youkai doubted Inuyasha was going to complain, even as claws tore "accidently" at his skin or fangs found a new tender spot to bite at. Sesshomaru was more than happy to indulge in this wonderful morsal and to have his brother again and again before it was even noon. There was just something about seeing the half-breed utterly spent and at his mercy of pleasure that soothed him. Not the beast, but the inu lord himself.
Fangs were poised above the healing mark on hanyou's neck, grazing along the skin of the immediate area. It was tempting to rip into the junction once more, even as his mouth wandered onto the other side of Inuyasha's neck. The scent of the blood was so strong, bombarding him and bringing a soft growl of longing to his lips. He pressed his body closer, deepening his thrusts. His lips had barely parted, tongue caressing the supple flesh, when a sudden interruption came in the form of a very loud, pompous imp.
"Lord Sesshomaru! I apologize for breaking the rule of coming to your private springs, but you have forgotten about your morning meeting with-AAAARRRGGGGGHHH!" The scream of horrified shock echoed about secluded springs as Jakken finally rounded the corner and saw the reason for his lord's lateness. Though the imp knew quite well what Sesshomaru had been doing with Inuyasha better than anyone, he was still ignorant about the act itself. With the way his green face gave way to red and how stiff his body became as he forced himself to turn away, Jakken had had no wish to see the inu youkai in such a position. Or perhaps it was simply who he was with that the imp found revolting.
"I-I am sorry, m-m'lord. I had no-no idea that-"
"Get out!" The sharp tones caused Jakken to start, but he didn't hesitate with scurrying away. Yet it wasn't the interruption that had caused Sesshomaru's good mood to dwindle so dramatically. It was the reminder that Jakken had announced that made him reluctantly pull away from Inuyasha, denying them both the pleasure they sought in one another. Normally, Sesshomaru preferred to make his guests wait, for them to know their place was beneath his, that it was his time they were on. Though, normally, the guest was the one who requested an audience with him. This time it was the exact opposite and he could not afford to offend these daemons; they were of vital importance an alliance with the Inu youkai.
Rising from the spring, the inu lord drew his hair back in one hand and peered over at the hanyou. "Another time, then, Inuyasha," was all he said before walking away. It seemed as if nothing in his attitude had changed towards his brother with how easily and quickly he dismissed him, like Inuyasha was there to simply please him and nothing more. Though this was far from the truth, Sesshomaru didn't know how to express it and fell back into the usual routine of brushing the other off.
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Over the next week and a half, Inuyasha was able to witness, first hand, what his elder brother's day-to-day life was like. And, to put it as simply as possible, it was busy. The weeks or months Sesshomaru spent traveling the country were actually difficult to arrange, because of all the daemons and matters that demanded his attention. Even Rin was denied her time with the lord and Jakken was often forced to keep her company. (He could be heard complaining about it out of ear shot from Sesshomaru.) Inuyasha, on the other hand, was worked into Sesshomaru's schedule every day; which meant that the time the youkai saw his brother was usually in the evenings or early morning. During that time, he could be found teaching the hanyou the proper way to please a lover. Or, in Inuyasha's case, his mate. The tricks with the mouth or tongue or hands were for Sesshomaru's benefit alone. Any tips he gave, any instructions whatsoever, taught the hanyou how to pleasure the youkai lord and him alone. Certain touches to his mokomoko, for example, wouldn't work on anyone else.
Today, though, Sesshomaru finally had some leisure time in the middle of the afternoon. He could be found wandering the front gardens of the palace, wearing his usual attire, and accompanying Rin as she ran through the patches of flowers, much to the annoyance of servants nearby. Jakken was nowhere to be seen. As Rin came to the base of a tree, Sesshomaru paused beside the lake, watching the child as she began to climb in order to reach the fruit at the top.
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Inuyasha learned to live with his youkai brother, spending many moons within the walls of the Inu castle. It was no longer a rumor, but a verified fact that the two would plan to spend the season, and perhaps their lives, together. There were times when Sesshomaru had to make his departure for more diplomatic reasons, and Inuyasha equally went to his friends to spend a few nights with them. Ultimately, the two had learned to adapt and coexist – aside from the more than occasional argument – for the sake of the lineage and their budding relationship. Inuyasha gave birth to twins, one favoring the markings of Sesshomaru and the ears of the hanyou, while the other had the same defiant orbs of Inuyasha and the silken mane of the inu lord. Hatsuyo reared her head one final time at the birth of the twins, and while Inuyasha nursed, Sesshomaru ultimately dealt the final blow that eliminated the panther demon from their lives. One night, as the kids had curled up around Sesshomaru and fallen asleep, Inuyasha leaned upon the windowsill, his long raven hair intertwined in his fingers. His stomach was swollen yet again with unborn life and he gave a wistful smile. All of this would have never happened if it weren't for that fateful summer night, the first… New Moon.