Disclaimer: Inyuasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. Merely borrowing her characters for my own twisted pleasure.

A/N: Sorry for the wait!

Note: For this story Sesshoumaru underwent extensive regeneration with the help of demon healers and gained back his missing arm.

Warnings: Yaoi, incest, bondage, violence, smex, Kagome-bashing and vulgar language. Please click the Back button if you do not wish to continue.

Disparity

By CharmGirl24.

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Once again he was lost.

He'd just stamped out of the room leaving his royal ice prick behind wondering what the hell he'd just agreed to. A week! He was going to put himself at the bastard's mercy for a whole week! Honestly he didn't know what the heck had made him agree and at the moment he desperately wished he could think things through before opening his trap.

If he wanted to he could probably just revert back to original plan and hightail his butt the hell outta here but there was one thing he could never be accused of and that was having no honour. He didn't go back on his word, so he was just going to have to suck it up and stick it out for the next few days.

As impossible as it seemed he did believe that the asshole wasn't going to stab him in the back. If the dickhead was going to take him out he was going to do it in a proper battle he didn't use underhanded tricks and dirty ploys.

Inuyasha didn't have a clue what went on in the daiyoukai head these days anyway. His actions made no damn sense and they were confusing the hell outta of the hanyou. He had no idea where he stood with bastard and he kept changing his tune. For the past two hundred and fifty years he wanted to wipe the hanyou's existence off the face of the earth and now he wants to kiss and make-up?

Not only that but his entire attitude had changed though he was still a high and mighty asshole but he kept looking at him with such intensity like he could see right into his soul and that scary burning gaze that made the half-breed's stomach do flip-flops. When his hand had touched his face he could feel himself almost leaning in to his touch savouring the warmth of his hand and wanting to believe in the affection and tenderness behind such an action.

However he had snapped back to reality quickly enough once he realized what the hell was going on. He wanted to give in so bad at that moment to think that maybe things could change but he wasn't a idiot he knew no one could ever love him much less his perfect older brother.

Really did Sesshoumaru expect him to believe that two and a half centuries worth of hatred and contempt could miraculously disappear and all that was left was care and warmth? Snorting mentally he mused when chickens fly….wait or was it cows? Grrr whatever!

The hanyou didn't really have a destination in mind he just kept walking not knowing where his feet would take him, at very least he hadn't ended up back at his room and hadn't encountered any insane, buxom demoness trying to molest him however it didn't exactly change the fact he did know where the bloody hell he was or how to find his way back. And there was no way on earth he was ever gonna call out for that bastard and definitely not twice in one day heaven forbid he'd impale himself on his own sword before he let that happen.

Surprisingly enough he hadn't met anyone along the way and it left him a bit unnerved bit but his doggy senses haven't tingled yet so he knew he wasn't in any immediate danger. Inuyasha didn't really feel tired as much as restless so he kept on walking until the faint sound of laughter reached his ear which twitched in response and strained to hear more, curious he headed off in that direction as he drew closer he realized it was a child's voice and as he came nearer the scent registered. It was a human child.

There was only one possible person who it could be unless the asshole had a hoard of filthy humans running amock in his castle, the very though eliciting a snort from the hanyou. Staying out of sight acting a bit more cautious than necessary he came into view of the child who was playing in some sort of courtyard.

It was rather small in comparison to the ones the hanyou had come across in his wandering but it had a different feel altogether, quaint, tranquil a sanctuary almost. There were tall, verdant trees a few laden with fresh fruit and there were hedges of fragrant rose bushes in bloom, the grass made a lush spongy carpet paved with a stone pathway that led to the two main entrances . Off to the side there were a few ornate benches, even a bird bath.

But the child drew his main attention as she frolicked in her little playground, chasing innocuously after a blue butterfly that flutter just out of her reach yet she pursued it with admirable determination till it eventually grew tired of her and flew high among the trees before going out of sight.

Her lips forming a pout she let out a huff before plopping down in the grass as she began plucking a few wild flowers weaving them into some sorta crown. Inuyasha didn't know how long he stayed in the shadows watching the little girl a she made several of these flower chains entranced until he could no longer hide and stepped out into the sunlight.

Approaching her slowly it took her a few moments to notice his presence looking up she appeared startled for a moment, a look of bemusement crossing her features and he expected her to start screaming at any moment but she took him by utter surprise.

When she stood up setting down the flowers in her lap she turned to him and bowed respectfully and not a few moments later launched herself at him with a huge smile on her face her tiny arms encircle his waist with surprising strength.

To say the half-breed was startled would be an understatement, he was completely dumbfounded, he had never expected such a reception in a million years. Did she think he was the the ice prick? But then the image of her doing the same to Sesshoumaru was pretty unbelievable.

When she spoke he was drawn from his musings and his questions answered she knew who he was, yet it didn't explain why she was hugging him and then there was the issue that he was doing nothing to stop her in the least. If anything he liked it, no one had ever responded him in such a manner and it felt decidedly refreshing.

"Inuyasha-sama", her slightly squeaky voice exclaimed.

The hanyou sputtered, "Uh let up a little shrimp."

She let out a sudden gasp, her eyes widened and she abruptly let go of him backing away hurriedly.

"I'm sorry. So sorry" she apologized, "don't tell Sesshoumaru-sama please. He said I wasn't to bother you. I didn't mean to-"

Her pleadings cut off as he raised his hand motioning her to be quiet.

"It's fine. Don't panic, I don't mind. Really you just surprised me."

"You won't tell him though? Will you?" she begged.

He snorted, "Not a word. What he doesn't know won't hurt him", before he could say another word once more her arms were squeezing him with all her might. Unconsciously the hanyou's gaze softened and he patted her soft, inky hair awkwardly.

When she finally let go of him she looked down shyly, shuffling her feet acting fidgety. Inuyasha wasn't oblivious he knew she wanted to say something and her squirming was beginning to annoy him.

"You wanna say something shrimp", not realizing the endearment he'd called her.

"It's just-um I" she stuttered, her cheerful, sunny desposition retreating.

"Just say it. I don't bite" he promtecd.

She quieted and a few moments passed, he figured she wasn't going to bother so thought it best to leave before she blurted, "Will you play with me?"

Her eyes were beseeching and earnest, yet he could infer from her slumped posture she was bracing herself for rejection. Inuyasha was certainly out of his element. Play. What exactly did he know about playing? Different ways to effectively cut down a demon. Sure. How to outrun a mob of angry villagers. No prob. How to play with little girls? Eh?

The hanyou discovered he honestly didn't know what playing was about. The kind of childhood he endured didn't allow such luxuries and even while his mother was still alive she was quite sickly and no one wanted to be friends with "the freak".

His best bet would have been to say "no" but even while that thought ran through his mind he found himself nodding in acquiesce and allowing her to take him by the hand and lead him to a grassy, shaded spot under a massive, aged tree whose roots ran quite far and rather deep, even protruding noticeably from the ground.

Rin sat down and tugged at him to do the same, at once he felt more comfortable, he was used to ground, more so in trees, he didn't have to worry about sitting properly, or minding his manners. Here he didn't have to give a rat's ass what anyone thought and looking at his companion he knew he wouldn't be judged.

"What do you like to play Inuyasha-sama?" she started.

The hanyou sat there awkwardly running his fingers through his hair only to encounter a multitude of knots, it was a habit he seemed to have acquired recently when feeling stressed or out of place.

Not knowing how to an he shrugged his shoulders scowled slightly, "I don't have time to play games shrimp." Trying to cover up his insecurities that had been aroused by her innocuous request.

She narrowed her eyes and her brows furrowed a bit, "That's the same thing Sesshoumaru-sama says. Grown-ups never have any fun."

Inuyasha could stop the snort of dry amusement that escaped him. "You're right. Being a grown-up sucks. So when you grow up try and make sure you don't end up like us."

"Oh don't worry Inuyasha-sama I'll make sure you will have fun", the little girl reassured him excitedly.

Since he didn't know any games, Rin resorted to teaching him the ones she knew or had made up. She tried to instruct him how to play hand games and the tune that accompanied it while playing but Inuyasha frequently messed up either mixing up the hand movements or moving too fast. Not to mention his singing was quite comical after teaching him the first few lines of the childish rhyme the little girl had burst into giggles as his deeper, rumbling voice repeated the lines sounding ridiculous.

He'd even blushed at having to repeat such juvenile lines about picking flowers or kissing fellows.

Next they tried a game Rin liked to call "I spy" she would tell him the first letter of an object she saw in the courtyard and he would have to guess what it was. This had much greater success and they both took turns teasing each other and laughing at each other's silly guess.

However soon enough like most children Rin got tired of playing the same game and decided using the stones laid out on the ground creating a path way to play hopscotch. It turned out to be quite a disaster.

Rin unfortunately was quite short and had great difficulty crossing the distance between each stone in one jump while the hanyou suffered from the opposite problem. His hops were too big and he missed his intented spot landing several stones away in then end they both abandoned the rules of the original game and went about leaping over the flagstones pretending the grass was a dangerous area filled with traps and scary creatures.

By the time they were finished Inuyasha felt a little out of breath, keeping up with a child wasn't that easy they seemed to possess boundless energy. Finally after playing several games Rin suggested they take a rest and they returned to their original spot under the shade of the verdant tree.

The hanyou sat down, folding his legs letting out a sigh as a cool breeze waft past them, rustling the leaves of the trees. The shadows of the leaves danced erratically, the shafts of sunlight shifting continually. He sat stareing motionalessly, entranced by his surroundings that he didn't notices Rin looking at him once again with that hopeful, slightly fearful look in her eyes.

"What is it? Don't act so scared" he implored her.

She nodded her head sharply and her gazed seemed to ch ange her posture straightening, he was a little awed by the rapid shift in her behavior.

"I want to comb your hair", she announced decidedly.

Once again this tiny child had left him flabbergasted; of all the things he'd expected her to say that had never crossed his mind. Comb his hair? That was another foreign concept. It was a vague, distant memory but he knew his mother while she was alive had often brushed his hair, it had always been rather soothing many times he'd fallen right to sleep under her ministrations.

A few time Kagome had attempted to pass a brush though his mane but he'd vehemently put a stop to her attempts he knew she's probably be forceful and harsh while untangling the countless knots resulting in a splitting headaches he could honestly do without.

With the child he knew she would be gentle and would cause him no undue pain, and it was a simple though odd request and he was discovering he didn't have it in him to deny her anything. So sighing he muttered, "Whatever, if you want. Just don't tug too hard. Got it."

She rewarded him with a luminous smile and promptly set to work. He sat his legged folded as she stood behind him running the brush through his hair. Once Rin had gotten rid of all the knots she proceeded to attend to his hair until it appeared shiny and silky and not unlike a certain daiyoukai's hair.

Inuyasha had no sense of the passage of time and he could not say for how long Rin had brushed his hair, whether mere minutes or several hours but eventually he was lulled into a peaceful state, his guard was dropped and he allowed himself to relax. Though he had never really given it thought there was a consistent underlying tension in his body, he could never allow himself to be vulnerable. The hanyou always had to be vigilant, ever awaiting the next threat. It was quite exhausting.

So in his state of tranquility and utter unawareness of his surroundings he did not notice when Rin's brushing stopped only to be resumed by a different pair of hands. Neither did he hear her giggle or register the presence of another person. And even when he swayed having dropped off to sleep did he realize his fall had been cushioned by a rather silky, solid pillow.

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After a rather eventful breakfast Sesshoumaru retreated to his office where he was hard pressed to focus on his official duties considering the growing stack of paperwork that had materialized upon his return and had been growing steadily with the newd of his return.

Not that that his advisors weren't very capable but their power was limited and there were only things a lord could approve. Then again many of them were probably pissed and getting back at him for his extended absences. They were all good honourable men and women getting on in their older years and those that sort power were quickly disillusioned. The job of a lord had it perks but it could one hell of a drag most of the time and the delicate balance that had to be maintained between the various borders and his people was tedious

He could feel the pulsing pain in his head and the irritability that usually accompanied his stress migraines and it put him in a less than hospitable mood. This Sesshoumaru had attended to nearly 60 cases, some were quite trivial even petty in nature but they were easily and swiftly resolved and dismissed however the cases regarding crimes such as murder and treason, the ruling having been suspended till his return were often disturbing and convoluted and he was hard-presses to be both fair and unbiased. Not always an easy thing when a few of his most recognized soldiers and advisors had fallen into question.

And he knew the number of cases to be resolved the following day would escalate once word of his return spread throughout the city and further. For some reason his people were more readily to come forth with their issues for him to determine than with his advisors. It was not a matter of distrust for his advisors but merely the fact he was their lord and they held his rulings in high esteem.

However he was quite exhausted and had dealt with enough official duties, it was late afternoon and he hadn't eaten since breakfast and he was hard-pressed to return to the hanyou his presence would be enough to distract him entirely from his worries. Countless times throughout the day he was forced to fend off thoughts of the half-breed for fear of becoming sidetracked.

But he'd done enough for the day, raising from his high ornate straight back chair he stretched his limbs rearranging his official robes he wore while staying in his homelands and strode out of his office taking a second to summon one of his personal guard who he'd assigned to look after the hanyou to ensure nothing went astray and inquired as to his whereabouts.

The answer was startlingly and he began to wonder if he had cause to be alarmed. Inuyasha would never hurt an innocent but could a human under this Sesshoumaru's protection no longer be considered one?

He wanted to trust in him, but with the niggling concerns and the strained relations between them he couldn't take the chance and taking a brief detour he stood in front of an elaborate tapestry that had been gifted to his great-grandfather when he had bonded to his mate.

Pushing aside the artwork he looked at the plain wall behind it before pressing his hand along a random series of blocks and heard as the stone groaned under his touch suddenly a hidden passageway opened up and he stepped willingly into the darkness.

As the wall closed behind him the lanterns lining the pathway began to glow and he walked unobstructed till he reached another stone wall which again opened at his touch. This time he stepped into bright sunlight, he withdrew slightly momentarily stunned by the brilliant light.

The passageway had led directly to the courtyard where his mate and his young charge resided; mentally he braced himself for the scene that would great him.

Resting in the shade of a verdant giant were his hanyou and Rin, if that weren't surprising enough they seemed to be getting along by the looks of it, better than he would of ever expected. The child was even brushing his hair and at that moment he had never seen Inuyasha look as peaceful and as vulnerable as then. It made him realize just how young the hanyou was, guilt threatened to overwhelm him but he reigned in his emotions.

This Sesshoumaru intended to atone for every sin he'd ever committed against his younger brother. How foolish and bitter he had been to have done such a heinous thing.

Approaching them he waited for a sign of the hanyou acknowledging his presence but none came, he was only a few feet away and by now Rin had noticed his appearance and had stood up bowing yet Inuyasha neither opened his eyes nor spoke a word and realizing then that he had fallen asleep.

The daiyoukai made a swift decisions consequences be damned and situated himself behind his mate taking the brush from his charge and proceeded to take up where Rin had left off. His ward giggling softly and gazing at them with a soft secret smile.

It was nearing sunset and the daiyoukai had been attending to the hanyou for several minutes yet the hanyou had not stirred, then without warning Inuyasha swayed and with no hesitance strong arms caught him cradling his head on his chest and rearranging his body in a now familiar position, half draped across his lap.

And there they laid contently Rin had come to rest near them her head pillowed upon Inuyasha's lap as the elder youkai looked after them. Stealing the chance to gaze upon his mate freely eventually growing bold enough to caress his cheek, tracing his soft lips faintly, absently stroking their initial mating mark.

The sky had become a contrast between light pinks and bright orange and deep blues and a rich purple. Twilight was looming in the distance and he was momentarily distracted by the fireflies as they flitted around illuminating the darkening courtyard just before the lanterns were lit. The atmosphere attained an almost magical quality , he glanced at the hanyou resting contently against him, his eyes widening in shock as the lily white hair adoring the half-breed's head was drenched in the purest black, specks of blue glinting easily in the diminishing light. His adorable ears usually perched atop his hard were gone and in their place were normal rounded human ears.

What the hell was going on?

The daiyoukai's mind raced as he witnesses the transformation even the hanyou's scent had changed, it was definitely Inuyasha's but it became less earthy and demonic, more subtle, soothing even. The only thing he was sure about was the fact the man in his arms no longer held any demonic trace he was purely human and instead of disgusting him as it would have in the past he was endeared, intrigued even.

Once his wonder and bemusement had faded the startling truth set in this wasn't a random occurrence, though there were few hanyous around there was a rumour that they possessed a weakness, a trait that set them apart and this Sesshoumaru had discovered Inuyasha's deepest secret.

He felt as though he had been punched in the gut, for how long had this been happening? It was terrible enough that he had left then hanyou to fend for himself, but with such a crippling weakness it was a sheer miracle he had survive and now the daiyoukai knew.

The pureblood demon wasn't stupid he knew his mate didn't trust him and to be so vulnerable, so utterly defenseless it would surely drive the hanyou away and create a distance between them that even this Sesshoumaru might not be able to breach.

He had to handle this situation carefully it was volatile enough but one wrong move and he would lose then hanyou forever.

As those thoughts raced urgently through his mind he was given no time to prepare before the younger man stirred, eyes fluttering open and without a conscious thought acting out of desperation and fear the daiyoukai cupped his face tilting it upwards before lowering his head, his mouth capturing the now human Inuyasha's mouth in a searing kiss.

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A/N: Dum dum dum duuuuuuuuuum! Lol I hope you guys like this chapter, left u with a bit of a cliff hanger didn't even plan on this ending it just happened. Drop a review please!

And Happy New Year! I'll try to update soon.

CharmGirl24.