A/N: Well this took me a while. I was getting lost in the complicatedness of the actual storyline and realized I wasn't having fun. So I slapped myself and got back to making it so writing it is fun while still keeping the storyline. You see, the second part is me having fun. LOL.

Chapter 37

Yoshiko growled as a servant bandaged up the gashes on her back. She was a ball of tensely coiled muscles as she sat in her private rooms, still fuming with anger. The gall of that lowly human (not taking into account the strange powers he had fought with) to think he could fight her for a claim on Sesshoumaru. It was unheard of! The thought that…that human had been as intimate with her Lord as to…to kiss him was infuriating!

A mating of a demon and a human was bad enough in the court, but a mating of a male demon and a male human? There was no sense in it! No offspring! Yoshiko had been bred from birth to be the wife of a demon of high station. Sesshoumaru was to be her ticket to a worry free and pampered life (not that she wasn't already pampered) as long as she was able to bear him a son.

But all her expectations would be shattered if that human was to be allowed to remain by Sesshoumaru's side. A human like him didn't belong in the court of demons; the only place he belonged was below the point of her heel. Yoshiko growled loudly when the servant tightened the bandages a little too tightly and struck out at her. The squeaky cry of pain as her claws dug into the mutts shoulder filled her with a twisted sort of satisfaction.

Now if only it was that worthless human beneath my claws…

"Dear, I would appreciate it if you didn't damage the help. It's such a pain to train the new ones."

The small dog demon servant whimpered before bowing to the two and shuffling out of the room. Lady Kimi snorted behind her fan before folding gracefully onto a seat cushion, cold golden eyes settling on a still simmering Yoshiko. Kimi sighed imperiously as she closed her fan with a snap.

"Really now dear, you'll never rope Sesshoumaru into mating you if you let your emotions control you like this."

Yoshiko growled and spat out a retort in a rare show of defiance.

"I'll never mate him if that disgusting human male continues to seduce him!"

A loud smack resounded through the room and Yoshiko fell to the ground, her cheek throbbing with pain. She whimpered and tried to look as small as possible in front of the infuriated Lady.

"Do not forget that I am your better. Disregard for my station will not be tolerated."

Kimi settled back into her cushion, not a hair out of place to suggest that she had slapped Yoshiko violently. Her fan slid back open and she started to gently fan herself. Her gaze was thoughtful as she stared out of an open window. Yoshiko's body trembled as she moved her body back into a traditional seiza position. She didn't want to incite the Lady's ire for a second time.

"This human…is it true that he shares such a relationship with my son?"

Yoshiko nodded meekly, her gaze firmly on the mats below her.

"He not only admitted to such relations but…kissed the Lord Sesshoumaru openly in front of me. Lord Sesshoumaru…he…did not push the human away…"

The sound of Kimi's fan snapping shut made Yoshiko jump. She glanced up and shivered at the infuriated look in her eyes.

"I will not have a lowly human disrupting the continuation of the Taisho line. If Sesshoumaru will not see error of his ways himself, then I have no choice but to…discretely dispose of the problem."

Yoshiko nodded with a hot fury in her eyes. The place at the Lord's side belonged to none but her.

Harry struggled to match his stride to that of Sesshoumaru's long gait. Sesshoumaru was a few feet in front of him, his hair swaying hypnotically from side to side as he walked down the castle's darkened halls. In all honesty, Harry had expected a stronger reaction from Sesshoumaru than the silent treatment he was currently getting. He did make a pretty big mess of things after all. But no, Sesshoumaru was eerily quiet.

He was kind of creeped out by it.

"Where are we going?"

Sesshoumaru stopped in the middle of the hall and Harry had to stop suddenly as well not to run into him. Harry stared back without flinching when those golden pools stared into his own emerald gaze. The eyes narrowed as if they wanted to convey some obvious message and Harry simply raised a brow in response.

A low growl rumbled from Sesshoumaru's chest before he turned back around and started down the hall again.

"I'm taking you to your room."

Harry's brow furrowed when he realized something other than their recent fight was worrying Sesshoumaru. In fact, Harry was starting to recognize the hall; it was where all the main bedrooms were, where his was until he was moved to the guest house. Why was he being moved back? It wasn't like he wasn't happy, but Sesshoumaru obviously didn't see it as a good thing.

"Hey."

Harry grabbed Sesshoumaru's arm and stopped him dead in the hallway. Sesshoumaru glared at the hand around his arm before turning that glare back onto Harry. Harry's fingers twitched under the heat of that glare, but like the Gryffindor he was he stood his ground.

He took a step closer into Sesshoumaru's personal space and was satisfied when it served to distract him from his anger. The eyes that were burning with anger were now burning with something different altogether. Harry's hand slid down from Sesshoumaru's wrist to his fingers before twining them together, his thumb drawing slow circles on the smooth skin.

"You're not still mad are you? I thought we had kiss and made up…"

Harry was satisfied when Sesshoumaru's eyes were drawn down to his lips at the mention of kissing. He heard a low growl come from Sesshoumaru before he was being pushed into a wall and hot lips crushed into his. He groaned as Sesshoumaru's sharp claws slid into his hair and a leg pushed against his crotch. Harry gripped onto Sesshoumaru's arms for leverage as that rough tongue plumaged his mouth.

Sesshoumaru had him against that wall until he felt like he could breathe no more. He was only released when he felt he might black out from lack of air. Harry gasped when he felt thigh between his legs rub against his crotch. The claws pulling his hair and the friction between his legs was doing wonders for his arousal.

"You realize…" Harry let out a short breathy moan when Sesshoumaru sucked on that spot below his ear. "…that we're in the middle of the hallway, right?"

Harry felt Sesshoumaru freeze before pulling away quickly. Sesshoumaru stood across from him with not a hair out of place, an accusing glare being sent his way. Harry wondered how he could look so unruffled while he himself looked ravished.

"You distracted me."

"I admit; I was being a little seductive…"

"You do not take the threat of my mother seriously."

Harry blinked at the mention of the queen bitch and his arousal quickly wilted. He just had to bring that up didn't he?

"What does she have to do with this?"

Sesshoumaru started walking down the hall again and Harry rolled his eyes before following him.

"The Taisho line is a prestigious demon clan; my mother takes the preservation of it seriously."

Harry didn't like where this was going.

"I assume that's why she brought her lap dog here?"

Sesshoumaru nodded and stopped when they had reached Harry's room. He slid the door open before turning serious golden eyes back to Harry.

"She has been trying to get me to mate for several centuries."

"Well that's not going to happen now since I'm here, right?"

Harry slipped under Sesshoumaru's arm when he realized it wasn't moving from the door. He was going to walk into the room when he felt an arm close around his waist and pull him back into Sesshoumaru's chest. Sesshoumaru's nose nuzzled into his neck and Harry had to hold back a laugh when his nose brushed a ticklish spot.

He felt a puff of hot air against his neck before Sesshoumaru spoke again.

"My mother no doubt considers you a threat now. She disposes of threats."

Harry's brow raised and he turned around in Sesshoumaru's arms.

"You mean she's going to try and kill me now?"

"Not directly. She knows how I or my father would respond to it. But my mother has always been…discreet."

Harry patted Sesshoumaru's arm in reassurance before stepping out of his hold and into his room.

"I'm not weak Sesshoumaru. I can take care of myself."

Realizing Sesshoumaru was still standing in the opening of his doorway, Harry had a devious thought. He turned his back to Sesshoumaru and undid the tie of his pants. His shirt came loose and slid down his shoulders, leaving milky white skin bare.

Harry glanced back over his shoulder with a smirk on his lips.

"Now if you're not going to join me…"

Sesshoumaru growled menacingly and shot a glare of retribution into his eyes before slamming the door shut.

Harry felt like pouting in disappointment when he realized Sesshoumaru wasn't going to join him.

A/N: Me thinks Harry is a little horny. ;D