Ever since the incidents Sesshoumaru had been avoiding the town as much as possible. They only went when it was absolutely necessary. In the whole winter they only went to the town three times. During those times Inuyasha and Naraku would stay in the carriage while Sesshoumaru shopped.

Naraku unknowingly had become quite comfortable living with the other two males. It was an enjoyable life style. In fact all the chores had helped him build muscle. He was about the same size as Inuyasha but not as big as Sesshoumaru. Dogs were always bigger than cat.

After he do his daily work than he go inside and have a tasty meal that Sesshoumaru would make. They spend the days very lazily. Inuyasha would play with the animals and had recently taking up knitting. Sesshoumaru would spend a good portion of his day working out and training. Naraku had his own hobbies, he liked to pain and draw. He was actually pretty good at it. When he grabbed that brush the world stood still and all he knew was the paper in front of him. He spends hours painting without realizing it. He had a closet full of frames and folders full of drawings. Sesshoumaru would hang his best around the house.

Sooner or later they would all join up and play board game or just hang around the fire. Sesshoumaru was quiet found of books. He had a whole room dedicated to just them. The general liked to teach them some survival skills. He showed them how to make knots, make fires, and track. Naraku paid little attention to him, the idea of living in nature didn't suit him even though they were currently pretty close to that.

The winter had been rough. The roof almost caved in. Sesshoumaru had fixed it yesterday but it was pretty scary thinking it could fall down on them. The snow had actually reached the window sill.

Thankfully they survived their first winter. The bright rays of spring were on them now, melting all the snow. The grass was green and flowers were blooming.

Inuyasha often took Naraku to the fields so he they could fly kites together. Naraku preferred to lay on the grass and watch the hanyou run around with the string.

Inuyasha was so happy. He was living with the two people he loved the most. Naraku was much nicer now; his only complaint was that he wouldn't join them when he and Sesshoumaru had sex. He didn't even want to be touched. But Inuyasha could live with that. He was just happy to have him around. He treated him like an equal now.

The cat was basking in the warm sun light. He swiped at the bee that flew around his ears. They could be so annoying.

If he couldn't go home he could live this simple peaceful life style. Naraku shook his head. What was he thinking? He had to go home, he was a prince and he needed to help his father will the war. Last time he heard about him he was still injured and sick. Who knows if he's still alive? Why would he want to stay here anyway? It was boring, no parties or festivals. They were in the middle of nowhere. He couldn't even take a walk in town without being in danger. Maybe he was suffering from Stockholm syndrome. He had heard about it. Well he certainly had spent enough time with the inu's to be subjectable to it.

But would it be so bad? He kinda liked it here. Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru had invited him into their sex life. He had always declined their offer because of his pride. They were both very attractive. Maybe it was time he accepted their offer. The more he thought about it the more he was torn. Inuyasha was cute and loving and treated him with all the kindness in the world. The general was a little strict but very fair. He protected Naraku and saved him several times and he never abused or punished him unless he did something extremely terrible like try to run away or cause them harm and his punishment were more to embarrass than cause pain. They were both loving and cared about him. When he was sick Inuyasha stayed by his side the whole time and Sesshoumaru made him chicken soup. He even took care of the cats chores so he could rest.

But the prince still had the desire to head home. To return to his lavish life style. Maybe he missed the control the most. The control of anyone he desired. He missed the freedom to do what he wanted but he liked the feeling of love and comfort he had here. Back home no one cared for him much. They respected and feared him, they treated him like the prince he was….. but compared to the Inu's the other people in his life seemed like cold snow men.

A little angry with himself Naraku decided to return home. Inuyasha would join him when he had enough of flying the kite.

The walk was only five minutes. Reaching the house he saw a strange horse parked outside. Excitement filled him thinking it was Suzaku visiting again. He rushed to the door ready to greet the messenger when a familiar and horrid voice stopped him.

KOUGA

He put his cat ear to the door to listen.

"I don't believe you." He heard Sesshoumaru say. His voice was stress and tense.

"I swear it. That slave you have is the real prince of the Sprtra people. He tricked us."

Naraku felt his heat stop. This wasn't happening, not when he was deciding to stay. This had to be a bad dream.