Hello people! My second Inuyasha yaoi fic! Yay! This was inspired by 'Spoils of War' written by Mon Dieu A Penny, so if you want to read that you should check it out as well. It's good.

Warnings: Dark themes. Yaoi, future MPREG (much later), possibly some cruelty mentioned by Naraku and maybe even our Taiyoukai but he gets over it. Mention or flashbacks to rape possibly, no clue as to what exactly is going to happen because this is a 'go with the flow' fic. But that's the fun of it.

Disclaimer: THIS IS FOR THE ENTIRE STORY SO READ IT! I do not own Inuyasha. If I did, do you honestly think I'd be writing fan-fiction about it? I thought so.

Enjoy.

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An Unforeseen Complication

Part 1

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His head hung low, lavender locks coated with blood as he tried to regain his breathing. It was useless, he knew that…but he couldn't stop himself. The urge in his blood and very being told him to struggle with all his might against them…but it was all in vain. The shackles…they would always be there, the very thing he feared the most was what he had lived with since his creation.

Blue eyes shut tightly. 'I am nothing more then an incarnation…an essence of what that disgusting hanyou was…how am I to live such a petty existence when I cannot even break free after his death?'

Naraku…the figure that haunted his dreams, whose voice could charm a dying man out of his last meal, the coward who never sullied his own hands…had been defeated. Ironically enough by the swing of two blood brothers avenging many things coupled with a wolf loyal to the memories of his comrades. Irony was life's best friend at times. Those fools still thought him dead after all this time, when in truth; he had become little more then amusement, a pet, to his 'master'.

After his go at the Inu-Hanyou, Naraku had recaptured and locked him up possessing the only key. He wasted no time in absorbing Kageromaru back into his body, thus, freeing his own mind from the smaller youkai's control.

Naraku had not lied when he said he would only obey Kageromaru. The serpent had the ability to possess his very thoughts and meld them with his own, making him nothing more then a mindless puppet that relied on his brute strength. After, Naraku had figured out truly how intelligent he really was though he still did not speak. Much was out of not wanting to, but he had never attempted. Nothing was worth it in his mind.

Yes, Juromaru, an incarnation of Naraku, had outlived his 'master'.

His hands clenched tightly above him, the shackles keeping him standing and his arms suspended at the wrist. His claws dug into his palms and he knew he wouldn't last long at the very least. He knew nothing was coming for him now, even his sister Kagura had been killed in the battle. He had felt it from here…there was absolutely no one around who would even care to look at him.

…

Sesshomaru landed on his hands and knees from his jump and surveyed the area that had been Naraku's castle. The battle had gone well considering how they all had attacked the disgusting hanyou but the Taiyoukai wanted nothing more then to be absolutely sure that every piece of the vile being was destroyed.

"Lord Sesshomaru! Must you go so fast?"

He ignored the bumbling imp as he raised himself to his feet. 'A faint scent on the wind…' The gentle breeze sifted through his hair and tail as he gazed upon the abandoned castle. His gaze narrowed slightly. 'A presence lingers in this place, but…why?'

"Jaken."

The imp squawked. "Y-Yes, my Lord?"

"Return to Rin, I do not require your company here." As he said this, he didn't feel the need to turn around.

Jaken grumbled slightly but bowed his head. "Yes, my Lord. I shall return at once. Fare well."

With his annoyingly loyal vassal out of the way, Sesshomaru let his senses roam and search throughout the castle without having to move. Then, it hit him. Something below the castle…a darkened aura. Not wasting any time, he entered the eerily silent castle and made his way towards where the aura was coming from.

He came upon a cellar and blinked slightly when the aura was coming from beneath him. 'A room beneath the cellar…how convenient. Naraku manages to irritate me even after his death.'

He knelt down and undid the trap door, the scent of blood assaulting his senses immediately. He grimaced and held his arm in front of him. Naraku's stench was in there all right, but…it was coupled together with a stronger and much more pleasant scent that reminded him of a thunderstorm, the rain beating down on the ground had a very unique scent.

Growling to himself at his thoughts, he jumped into the room and landed on his feet, immediately seeing the shackled figure.

It was obviously a youkai, though Sesshomaru couldn't decide whether it was one of Naraku's incarnations or not. 'His scent…it's different from the wind or void…it's unique.' If he weren't an incarnation, Sesshomaru wouldn't know exactly what type of youkai the being was.

Juromaru knew of the Taiyoukai's presence since he landed within the castle grounds but didn't bother looking up, his own grief and self-pity eating away at him mercilessly. With his wounds still fresh, Juromaru knew very well that he wasn't going to live very much longer and embraced the idea as an escape for his useless existence.

Sesshomaru unsheathed Tokijin slowly, though he did not see the youkai as a threat. Chained, shackled, and bridled, the youkai was wounded as well and fatally if the wounds were left unattended. The sight enraged the true youkai instinct within the Taiyoukai though he did not allow it to show. He stepped foreword and rested Tokijin's edge on the pale neck, wanting to see the youkai look up at him.

He growled when the being remained motionless. "Look at me, youkai."

Juromaru didn't care about the blade as he lifted his head. Blue clashed with gold in a cold stare, Juromaru wasn't intimidated in the least, having been at the receiving end of many similar gazes.

The Taiyoukai raised an eyebrow at the outright defiance. "You're another incarnation of Naraku, are you not?"

Juromaru knew that physically and even his scent didn't carry any of Naraku's traits and that he could easily lie, but he just lowered his head once more, hoping that the dog would kill him and put an end to the misery.

'So, he wishes to die.' Sesshomaru sheathed Tokijin in one fluid movement. 'This is the fourth incarnation that the wolf talked about…Juromaru. However, he is not the brainless Neanderthal they took him as. That much is proven in his eyes.' However, he had no doubt that this particular incarnation was much like Kagura. No loyalty to Naraku in the least, however one difference separated them… Naraku had had no hold over Juromaru as he did Kagura.

Sesshomaru allowed his gaze to travel over the youkai, fully taking him in. He was lean…that much could be seen from the bare chest, and though wounded, the Taiyoukai could sense the strength and potential in him. 'He probably has no link to his power… Naraku must have feared him to some point to lock him down here for a length of time.'

He cracked his knuckles before slashing at the top of the shackles, breaking the ring that held them up. The youkai collapsed without the support and cried through the bridle against his mouth as the blood rushed through his limbs in a very painful manner.

The shackles were still on his wrists, the chain connecting them only being held to the ceiling. Sesshomaru grabbed the chain and pulled the youkai to his feet, slamming him against his armored chest. Juromaru winced deeply as his arms were held to his chest by the chain, the limbs regaining the blood and causing them to ache.

"You belong to me now, I am your master."

Juromaru clenched his eyes shut. 'Dammit…' From one sadistic hanyou to a Taiyoukai… His fortunes weren't improving.

Submitting, he forced his body to relax as he slowly nodded, knowing he had no say in the manner. The shackles still kept him and his power at bay, and even if they were released…this was an upper level youkai and he was still severely wounded. The shackles wouldn't allow him to heal or do much of anything else. The bridle served no real purpose but Naraku was a sadistic master, and Juromaru had worn it since he was recaptured from the fight with Inuyasha.

Sesshomaru allowed a smirk to play on his lips. "Wise decision."

Using the chain as a type of leash, Sesshomaru turned on his heel and drug Juromaru by his wrists outside of the room and out of the castle. The youkai behind him struggled to stay on his feet though he managed, the instinct of not showing weakness taking over.

Juromaru lost his footing when they stepped outside the castle and collapsed to his knees after provoking a deep wound in his side. His arms were outstretched for the Taiyoukai gave him no leeway and he rested his forehead on his arms a moment. Slowly, his breathing returned to a semi-normal and he realized that the dog didn't do anything to pull him forward again. Blue eyes gazed up through lavender bangs to see piercing golden eyes directly on him.

'He's weak,' thought Sesshomaru, 'If he's so powerful, I wonder why Naraku released him from his body…' A thought then occurred to the Taiyoukai and his gaze hardened considerably. 'Sadistic hanyou…I shouldn't put him above such torture.'

Sesshomaru may have had a cruel side, but he still had a sense of honor, respect and value. His lands prospered well because he was a fair, though firm, leader much like his father had been regardless of his stoic appearance. Even the humans in the West loved him for his accomplishments and the actual thought of having a…pet…in that matter went against everything he had been brought up to believe.

Non too gently, the Taiyoukai bent down and threw the youkai over his shoulder, surprising Juromaru who muttered a groan from his injuries being pulled in response. Closing his blue eyes, he mentally wondered what was to become of him now.

Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes as the being forced himself to relax. 'He's been here far too long…' Not wanting to think about his impulse action, the dog took off to where he had left his ward and vassal, knowing that he would have to keep a close on Juromaru. The youkai may have no loyalty to Naraku, but nor did he have any to the Taiyoukai. 'He's going to have to wear the shackles for some time if he gives me any reason to doubt him.'

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End of Part 1

Review and tell me what you think of it. Sorry, but Juromaru just seems smarter to me then he acts. -wink- Perhaps some cunning thoughts will plague him during this story. Tell me what you think and review. The next chapter will be much longer, I promise.

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