Author's note: Just realized chapter 5 says chapter 4, I'll just leave it I guess.

Chapter 6

Inuyasha laid down on his bed, the room completely fixed. If he had not known what had transpired, he would never assume two demons had rutted. His stomach had been filled now with miso soup and rice, the five bowls of each making up for lost time.

Not that his body seemed to notice.

One moment he was trying to stop Sesshomaru's advances, and the next he was supposedly coming out of a two week rutt. His body hurt no doubt, which only cemented what had happened. His hips and ass were especially sore, which made the act of sitting painful. For now Inuyasha laid on his stomach, sighing softly as even that protested.

He shouldn't have eaten so much.

He could do little but heal however, as Sesshomaru once again left him alone. This time however, it was very appreciated. Inuyasha sat up with a pained grunt, deciding to take another dip in the hot spring. He fell off the bed when his foot caught in a blanket, slamming face first into the ground.

"Sit boy!"

Inuyasha gasped, the voice the same from his previous memory. Would he ever let someone sit him? Inuyasha slowly rose up to his feet, his back popping as he stood tall. The hanyou cradled his fragile back, grumbling as he walked over to the shoji. He opened it and turned towards the hot spring, stopping when he saw a maid.

She was the same one from earlier, though this time she held a plate with a cup placed on it. Inuyasha could smell the herbs from here, his nose twitching.

"What do you want wench?" Inuyasha grumbled, trying to fix his posture to hide his pain. It only seemed to hurt him more, his feet shuffling as he stumbled forward.

It was embarrassing.

He never showed weakness to anybody in his life, not since he was a naive child. The last thing he ever wanted was to show it to the very demons that despised him.

Inuyasha grit his teeth, fighting the rushing emotions.

He was pathetic.

"Here."

Inuyasha glanced to the side, the cup held out to him. The maid didn't seem very happy to do it, yet an understanding flashed in her eyes. It was heavily hidden behind her disgust and anger, which made Inuyasha wonder if all demonesses had to face such pain.

Not that he cared anyway.

After a long second of him just staring the maid huffed, pushing the drink closer to him.

"It is not poison, it will help with the pain." Though the maid's tone portrayed her disgust, her eyes still had the burning understanding. Inuyasha got tired enough of his back protesting, huffing before taking the cup. The maid turned around and stormed away, though her kimonos forced her steps to be short shuffles.

Inuyasha fought to roll his eyes as he sniffed the drink, taking a small sip. It tasted like shit, but his stomach warmed in relief. Inuyasha forced down the rest, looking around for a place to put down the cup. He opted to place it on the ground outside of his room, realizing with surprise his body hurt a lot less.

He still had to shuffle quite a bit but managed to make it to the hot spring doors. He undressed slowly in the first room, checking his body over for bruises. When he first came with Sesshomaru he had been covered, though now it was healing. It left his skin looking yellow and purple in some spots, but it was better than before.

Rutts were the things of nightmares.

He hoped to never experience it again.

The heat that greeted him as his naked body was surrounded by steam was unparalleled. The hanyou closed the shoji behind him, heading over to the vials. They seemed to be switched out periodically, though how they were selected was beyond him.

Inuyasha grabbed one that he never saw before, it's vial red, contrasting greatly with the blue and yellow hues. He sniffed the scent, intoxicated by it. He cleaned himself thoroughly before placing two drops into the water.

The room was suddenly swallowed in it, Inuyasha sighing contentedly as he waded into the water. All the tension left his body as he relaxed against a warm boulder, sitting down on the naturally made throne.

This was the life.

"How does this stupid thing work?"

Inuyasha was staring at weird looking rectangle, something silver above it. A feminine hand pressed something, numbers on a black thing slowly increasing.

"You press that and it warms the water for you. So you don't waste too much water."

That voice…

Inuyasha looked to the owner, though the face was obscured by hair. Inuyasha reached forward, trying vainly to grasp the memory.

"You'll forget, won't you Inuyasha?"

The hanyou blinked, back in Sesshomaru's hotspring. He looked down to the water, his own reflection staring back at him. He couldn't visibly see anything different about himself, not that he was looking. He stared at his stomach, the flat space still tight with muscle. He was at his peak at this moment, and should be out exploring for a mate.

But…

Inuyasha winced at the memory of Sesshomaru's cum and how it had filled him, the look of absolute rage on the demon's face. Inuyasha couldn't fathom why it was there at first, though to be told he had been in heat…

There were a lot of things Inuyasha couldn't remember, and he could only guess this had been one of them. He could remember Sesshomaru looking at him that way, deeming him the scum of the earth.

Inuyasha sighed, relaxing more into the water.

Maybe Sesshomaru had lied.

Maybe they had never had a secret affair.

Why would he agree to it anyway?

Inuyasha blushed at the memory of Sesshomaru cleaning him after their rutt, shaking it away.

There was no way non lovers could do such an intimate thing, which only seemed to point farther away from his earlier thought.

If they had not been lovers, Sesshomaru wouldn't have done that.

But…

Inuyasha frowned as he remembered that look, that hate filled look. Inuyasha felt used when he saw such a look from the man he had rutted with, his wounded pride spat on the floor.

His body had been defiled, yet that seemed to be the only thing the demon wanted. Quick access between the hanyou's legs, to relieve the pain of his musk.

Inuyasha fought back tears at the thought, the warm water suddenly feeling cold. The hanyou couldn't fathom his own reaction, though he knew when he was no longer needed or wanted.

Lovers before or not, they had rutted. Lovers or not, he would probably conceive. And at the end, what would this have all been for?

Inuyasha growled, standing up abruptly.

He was no weak damsel in distress!

He was Inuyasha! He lived two hundred years on his own, and he could surely handle this.

Lovers or not however, he had to get as far away as possible from this place.

Inuyasha got out of the hot spring and threw open the shoji, drying himself before quickly getting dressed. The hanyou raced back to his room to grab tessaiga, deciding to leave off the balcony.

The herb drink helped immensely, and the warm hot spring had worked out any knots in his back. His ass was still sore though Inuyasha ignored it, hopping off the balcony to the garden below.

He rushed through it, trying to keep himself hidden. He reached the end and looked down, the height rather terrifying. Inuyasha took a step back, readying himself to jump to the closest tree.

"Lord Inuyasha?"

The hanyou jumped.

He ignored the little girls scream, gritting his teeth against the wind that slapped against him. He twisted his body and pulled out his sword, waiting till he was close enough to the ground to send off a burst of power. The force pushed him back, slowing his decent enough that he could land on a tree safely.

It had been a gamble, though the hanyou was just glad it worked. He let out a shaky sigh before beginning a quick sprint through the trees. The wind was chilly with the mid december air, the adrenaline pouring out of his veins fast enough that he could finally feel it. His ears and nose felt nearly frost bitten, more than likely from jumping from the clouds.

He rubbed his nose to warm it up some, his ears going flat against his head to use his warmth.

It was the perfect blind.

Inuyasha didn't hear or smell the demon closing in on him, though the painful hit against his shoulder blade was enough to alarm him. Inuyasha jumped to the ground with a grunt, looking up to the trees only to see naked branches.

Inuyasha looked around for the perpetrator, his eyes stopping on the guard in front of him. Inuyasha frowned, rolling his shoulder as he readied his blade.

"That really hurt asshole!" Inuyasha yelled out, catching the beginning of snow. Suddenly more guards fell from the trees, surrounding the hanyou. Inuyasha growled, his blade beginning to glow.

He could take all of them!

"Half breed, as Lord Sesshomaru's concubine you are not allowed to leave his castle." Inuyasha's cheeks flared red, his hand tightening on his blade.

Concubine!

"Wind scar!" His blade erupted with light and wind, his ears able to pick up some of the pained yells of guards. One of them darted towards him however, Inuyasha slashing down his sword in a wide arc. The guard ducked under, seeming to almost catch Inuyasha off guard. A quick flick of the wrist and the guard fell to the ground, a large gash in his side.

Inuyasha prepared for another attack, his blade glowing dangerously.

"I am no one's concubine!" Inuyasha yelled out in anger, his sore ass speaking a different story. Inuyasha felt mixed emotions as he fought off the seemingly multiplying guards, their words digging deep into him.

If he was Sesshomaru's concubine, why did he look at him that way?

If he was nothing but a body to warm his bed, why?

Why did Sesshomaru do this?

Why couldn't they leave what they had in the past?

Why did he blame him for having a heat he knew nothing about?

Why couldn't he remember anything!

Inuyasha howled his rage, his demon feeling his distress. His eyes glowed red, the jagged lines of his heritage spreading over his skin. His body pulsed as his demon reigned with full control.

Inuyasha wanted to remember, wanted to know why Sesshomaru used him. He wanted to know who they had been to each other, who the miko had been to him. He wanted to know why his heart ached at Sesshomaru's hate towards him, wanted to know why he cared.

He needed to know who he was.

Inuyasha roared in anger, his sword finally stopped by metal versus slicing through flesh. The hanyou growled, his vision nearly obscured by the blood that pumped through his veins. He slashed at the new opponent, already deciding his death.

"Inuyasha."

The hanyou's blood suddenly calmed, his demon demanding submission at the voice. Inuyasha dropped his sword and fell to his knees, his vision bleeding back. He was mortified to see Sesshomaru standing in front of him, the demon glaring down at him.

Inuyasha looked around him, his eyes widening at the scene. Most of the guards had been hurt by him, though even in his enraged stage he had not seemed to murder. Most of the guards however were holding deep gashes or burned limbs, Inuyasha slowly looking back to Sesshomaru.

"Understand what I must do." Inuyasha frowned at Sesshomaru's words, about to protest on his behalf. He stopped at the glare he was given, Inuyasha sheathing his sword.

He didn't fight as he was brought back to the castle.

His demon demanded his submission as Sesshomaru brought him to a larger room, no doubt the demons. Inuyasha couldn't meet the demons eyes, weighed down by their anger. Inuyasha tensed when Sesshomaru closed the shoji to the room, silence following.

"Explain."

Inuyasha took in a sharp breath, unsure of how to voice his plight. He folded his arms, keeping his eyes firmly on the ground.

"I tried to leave, what's the big deal?" Inuyasha grumbled, almost wishing Sesshomaru would hit him.

Anything to put an end to his silence.

"Why?" Sesshomaru breathed after a long minute, Inuyasha gritting his teeth as he glared at the bed across the room.

This room was ridiculously big.

"You're done with me, aren't you?" Inuyasha spat, the silence stretching once again.

Why wouldn't he yell at him?

"No Inuyasha. I am not." The hanyou refused to believe him, digging his claws into each arm. He felt the stupid tears again, forcing them back angrily.

Inuyasha did not cry!

"Have I left you alone too long, Inuyasha?"

"What happened to me being half breed!"

Inuyasha growled the words, not even sure himself why he cared what Sesshomaru felt about him. He didn't know why his emotions seemed out of control, or why his stomach quivered. He couldn't remember anything but his anger towards this man, so why?

Why was he reduced to this?

"Do you feel I have used you?"

Inuyasha gasped, biting back the noise as quick as it escaped. He heard Sesshomaru sigh, closing his eyes tight.

"Just let me leave," Inuyasha whispered, shivering when he felt fingers move his hair away from his neck. The fingers were warm as they slid over his skin, slipping down into his kimono.

"You are my mate Inuyasha. Forgive me." Inuyasha frowned as the hand slipped free of his kimono, reaching down to his obi. Inuyasha let his hakama slip away, his lower body exposed. His kimono just barely passed over his ass, his fundoshi loosened slowly.

Inuyasha allowed himself to be moved over to the bed, his eyes averted from the larger demon.

"I must punish you for my men," Sesshomaru whispered, his voice husky. Inuyasha let himself be bent over the bed, expecting to be aroused.

A loud slap was accompanied by a yell, Inuyasha feeling a hand press against his shoulder blades. Sesshomaru spanked him again, a small grunt accompanying the yell. Inuyasha tried to wiggle away, fingers slipping between his cheeks to grace him with a small taste of pleasure before another spank.

It was humiliating, the sound of his pained yells echoing throughout the halls. Inuyasha's cheeks were red enough to glow by the time his punishment ended, left to collapse onto the bed as Sesshomaru panted.

Inuyasha grit his teeth, the pain adding to his already sore ass.

"You being in heat was a surprise, Inuyasha. However, I did not use you." Inuyasha didn't look up from the sheets, his lip quivering slightly.

What was he, a woman!

"My anger was not towards you, but my own lack of control." Inuyasha jumped when he felt fingers slide between his cheeks, smelling Sesshomaru's arousal.

"Let me show you."