Title: Compromise

Author: Cheza-chan

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: SessMiro, InuHojou

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. All I own are the first two movies on DVD. You can have 'em if you want to sue me.

A/N: So sorry! So sorry! So very very sorry! (bows deeply, hearing her back crack) …Ah. That felt good. Ah! Sorrrrry! I've been telling myself for weeks to update Compromise, but every time I try to, something else comes up. I've finally done it, though. Maybe it took so long because I ended up changing what I had originally planned… I also put a lemon in this chapter… buuuuuuuuut! You might not see it for another day or so 'cause I gotta move this fic over to my account… (bows again) I'm sorry! Please read, and hopefully, you'll enjoy!

Chapter Six – Abandonment

"Ta-da!" Kagome shook out Sesshoumaru kimono, a broad grin on her flushed face.

Sango and Mirouku noticed the bandages adorning her fingers and the man stood from where he sat and walked over to hug her. He felt the youkai's deadly youki reaching out to him. "This means so much to Sesshoumaru." The monk glanced back at his lover, blue eyes narrowed. "Doesn't it?"

The lord was too busy glaring at the girl. She smiled nervously and shoved the outfit against Mirouku's chest, pushing him back. "I just don't want him catching a cold," she muttered, turning her back to them.

Mirouku smiled, "Arigato, Kagome-sama." He sat beside the youkai and placed a hand to Sesshoumaru's bandaged chest. "Do you feeling up to moving? It's been two weeks and you should let the blood circulate."

Sesshoumaru glared at Kagome, who was looking at them over her shoulder, then at Sango. They received the silent but oddly loud message and gathered what belonged to them then left. Mirouku smiled and waited for Sesshoumaru as the silver-haired being rose; the sheets pooled around his feet. He snatched his kimono from the chuckling human and slowly, carefully, began dressing. "What about that woman's ward?" he asked when he was finished.

"Take my hand?" the brunet said, holding out his hand. Sesshoumaru stared at it as though touching it would truly end his life and finished tying his sash. "You can't get out unless you do." Mirouku's blue eyes reflected the deviousness hidden behind his broad grin. He wiggled his fingers, his other hand grasping his staff. They stood for almost five minutes with neither side relenting.

The youkai finally clasped his mate's hand and Mirouku laughed, pulling him along. Both men felt the effects of the spell wash over them as they stepped out of the hut. Sesshoumaru dropped the other's hand immediately. He was going left—the exit was in that direction—but Mirouku wouldn't allow it. "Bouzo… For two weeks, I've seen nothing but pathetic humans scurrying about their meaningless lives. I don't even stay in a village I'm raiding this long."

Mirouku groaned and rubbed the back of his neck. "You're so difficult. You can barely move by yourself." Sesshoumaru scowled and grabbed the other's arm and began dragging him to the village's exit. Mirouku smiled and fell in step beside the youkai with a bright smile on his face. Once out of sight of the villagers, he pushed the monk ahead of him.

"You move fast when you're angry, though," Mirouku drawled, raising his staff. He placed it behind his head, across both shoulders, and draped his arms over it. He smiled sweetly, studying the other's expression. "You're thinking… 'what the hell was I thinking getting involved with you', right?"

Sesshoumaru closed his eyes and emitted a smug scoff as he smirked. "More along the lines of: 'should I take him right here?' It's been almost eight months, monk."

Mirouku's eyes widened slightly and he stepped back. "You're hurt—"

"Why do you think I agreed to your little stroll? I was content before with just regaining my strength, but now…" Sesshoumaru snatched the staff away, now currently positioned behind the frantic human. "Like you said, I need to let the blood… circulate. What do you say, bouzo? Care to tell the entire village you're no longer looking for a female mate?"

Mirouku shook his head fiercely, face burning, and spun, taking back what doubled as a weapon and a walking stick for him. The youkai lord slowly advanced, a predatory gleam in his blazing, golden eyes. "We don't have to go all the way," he drawled, reaching for the monk's dark robes. "Only enough so you can be satisfied. You already reek of lust." Mirouku blushed and swiped feebly at the other with his staff. He froze, swallowing hard against the clawed fingers pressed to his neck.

"Don't tempt me," Sesshoumaru growled, the sound rumbling from deep within as he nibbled on the human's soft lobe. "You can't escape me and I won't let you." Mirouku pulled the hand away and turned to offer the youkai his most disarming smile. Sesshoumaru smirked and claimed the inviting mouth.

Mirouku was a little surprised at the gentleness of the kiss but relaxed into it, immediately parting his lips. The youkai's tongue slipped in, deliberately avoiding the human's. Mirouku used his free hand to tangle his fingers in the silky silver hair as he sought out Sesshoumaru's elusive tongue. The youkai pulled away with a smirk and slid his hand down the front of the robes. Mirouku gasped softly, leaning into the touch and tightening his hold on the silver locks.

Sesshoumaru's mouth claimed his once more, tongue caressing Mirouku's, just as the robes fell open. The monk pulled away quickly, his face flushed, and drew the folds back together. He hissed and his staff fell from his hand as he was forced against nearest tree. "You gave me your consent," Sesshoumaru reminded his mate. He nibbled playfully at the exposed flesh of Mirouku's neck as his hand sought out the heat between the human's legs.

Mirouku whimpered, squeezing Sesshoumaru's shoulders tightly. The youkai chuckled against the human's neck and slowly pumped the hard organ in his hand. He used a clawed finger to trace the vein on the underside of Mirouku's engorged member before teasing the slit at the tip. Tears came to the brunet's eyes and he bucked his hips, seeking immediate release. Sesshoumaru decided it was time for a change of plans. He removed his hand and raised his hand to his lips, licking a single digit to taste the familiarity of his lover.

"Sesshou… maru… please."

"Can you hold on a few more moments, monk?"

Mirouku bit down on his bottom lip, trembling, and slowly nodded. The western lord smirked and drew the human against him. He stooped so the staff could be retrieved then headed off in the vicinity of his castle.

Kagome, Sango, and Kaede sat inside the old miko's hut, silently sipping tea while Rin, Shippo, and Kirara slept soundly behind them. The taijiya lowered her hands to Hirakotsu spread across her lap, settling her half-empty cup atop the large boomerang. "Houshi-sama and the other one haven't returned yet," she stated in a calm voice. She picked up her cup and resumed drinking. Kaede smiled to herself at how Sesshoumaru was referred to as the "other one".

Kagome spoke next, "Inuyasha and Anko-chan are still over in my world. Maybe we should trade places. I'm sure Souta would love having the hanyou as a big brother. And Hojou-kun would be… ecstatic." The old miko's smile became visible on her face. Never once had Kagome spoken with such absolute disdain.

Setting their empty cups on the floor beside them in a synchronized fashion, both Kagome and Sango opened narrowed eyes. "They should stay where they are and rot," both young women hissed in unison.

Chuckling softly, Kaede slowly finished her tea.

A/N: Wai! I came up with a new idea of naming my chapters. Whatever the last section is, I'll find one or two words that can describe it and use it for the chapter title. I might not do it for all (I'm not doing it for this one)… but I think it's a pretty good idea… (mumbles to self) Mebbe I'll bring some more Inuyasha/Hojou into the next chapter… or mebbe I should just work on that Inuyasha/Hojou fic I've had on hiatus for… months…! (hides in a corner) I'm no good…