Chapter 1: Time
Three years he had waited.
Three agonizing years waiting for Kagome's embrace and lips. It was so...unfair. To wait so long, then have them in your arms, only for them to leave you agian.
Inuyasha was cursed to be abandoned and alone forever.
It made him depressed, and he was always so angry now. He was too angry to hang out with Miroku and Sango, too angry to pay attention to dangers near or in the village. If he did chance upon a demon or group fo bandits he didn't just dispell them from the area. He slaughtered them. The good in his heart left with Kagome. All that was left was anger.
So Inuyasha spent most days sulking in the hut they once shared, making sure never to touch the bed he and Kagome had slept in. He wanted her scent to stay alive on it, even though he knew it would one day fade. The only time he did touch it was to remake it and make it all smooth. Thus, he never slept. Instead of sleeping he would wander around the village and forest, always ending up at the Sacred Tree or Bone Eater's Well.
If he did manage to sleep, he had nightmares. He was always human in them, and always bound in some way. It was like he was someone's sex slave. The man with the cold eyes, the cold voice, and the scent of storms and stony earth. He was his slave. His sex. All his in them.
At first he hated it. He really did. Inuyasha had been too creeped out to sleep at all, and ended up staying awake for two weeks before he passed out and had another. It was then that he began to get used to it. In fact, he got an extreme amount of pleasure from it, he got drunk off of it. He didn't know why though. It was all just so strange.
It was just so intoxicating.
The funny part was was that when he would wake up the scent would be all around him and on him. It followed him everywhere and it was so familiar.
Inuyasha should have known who it belonged too. He knew he had smelt it many times before, but not sleeping and eating really took a toll on his mental state. He knew nothing but angry, saw nothing but sadness.
Grumbling, Inuyasha pushed himself up and stared down at the spot he had sat in. He had sat there for a month already, and the grass was completely flat and no longer growing. It had actually formed around his ass and body. It was pitiful.
He frowned and turned away, heading back to the village. There was no point in staying there all day. He had other things to do.
Like remake Kagome's bed.
Of course the bed was already made and perfect from the day before. But it wasn't perfect enough for inuyasha. It needed to be just right for Kagome's return.
If she returned.
Inuyasha shook his head wildly. Kagome would return! She would! She always did...
Enough! He thought and began to walk back to the village. He would not think of that. He didn't need to torture himself any more than he already was. He cast his gaze down and picked up his speed. No one really talked to him anymore as long as he didn't look up, but if he did look around and caught someone's gaze they'd try and start up a conversation. He didn't want to talk to anybody.
So keeping his head down, his hair in his eyes, he stormed to Kaeda's hut first. He needed a cloth of some sort to dust around some of Kagome's things that she had left there. Things that didn't necessarily originally belong to her, but they became hers and would so remain.
Entering the hut, he was hit with the scent of beef and his head snapped up.
Rin, Sesshomaru's posse who had been placed under Kaeda's care to become, essentially, more human, was stewing the meat. In front of her sat his brother, armour off and in the corner, his head turned towards him. He was looking at him, his expression strange.
"Inuyasha-san!" Rin's eyes lit up at his entrance. "Are you hungry? Rin is showing Lord Sesshomaru how to cook!"
The hanyou's gaze never left his brother. Their golden eyes met and he growled a little before answering.
"No." He said flatly. His stomach growled. When was the last time he ate?
"But...your stomach is so loud!" The girl stood up and placed her hands behind her back. She gave him a worried look and then cast her eyes down.
Sesshomaru continued to stare at him. Was the hanyou not eating? So foolish...He looked away and gazed at the pot of beef and broth. "You should eat, Inuyasha. You'll need your strength in case you run into any youkai."
"I don't need you telling me what to do, Sesshomaru!" Inuyasha snapped. "I ain't fucking hungry! I have better shit to do than talk and eat with the likes of you!"
"Like wait for the human? To spend sleepless nights waiting for her return when you know well she won't? From what I hear she wanted nothing to do with your vile self." Sesshomaru sneered. He shouldn't be getting so worked up and protective of the idiot. Inuyasha needed to learn himself, but he also needed to be told that he was acting wrongly.
Inuyasha boiled over with rage, the scent of it overpowering all the other scents around him. It poured from his skin and his eyes grew dark. "Piss off, stupid youkai." He hissed.
"Rin was thinking of you when she made this." Sesshomaru began again. Maybe guilt would work better. "Are you really so angry at yourself for pushing your beloved away that you'd hurt a child? And you thought I was cruel..." And there was that smirk.
Inuyasha cracked his claws. The bastard really knew how to piss him off. And he dared to do it at this time? It had only been a month but it still hurt like hell! He was just about to kill the taunting bastard when Rin suddenly was in front of him, thrusting a loaf of bread into his hands.
"For when you're ready Inuyasha-san." Rin smiled and patted his stomach. "If you're hungry, Rin will warm up the stew for you later."
Inuyasha stared at the food for a long time. The kid should have been scared of him, should have cowered behind Sesshomaru and waited for the demon to kill him. But she didn't. She really was too comfortable around demons...it was no wonder his brother gave her to Kaeda for training. He placed the bread carefully into his sleeve, not noticing the demon's eyes on him the whole time.
It seemed that the moment he was shown kindness from someone that even dared to get close to him he would shut up and become more...caring. It was strange to watch as the hanyou pets Rin's hair once and then turned on his heel to leave.
Sesshomaru watched in intense silence and then turned back to the pot as Rin skipped back over. "Time." He said simply, and she nodded.
"If everyone tries hard enough, Inuyasha-san will be welcome and happy, right Lord Sesshomaru?" She gained no response though as the demon was already looking back at the white haired hanyou head towards the forest.
That scent was everywhere! He didn't want to smell it right now. Normally he would drink it in, but he was so pissed, so depressed and, fuck, so hungry!
Storming back to the well, Inuyasha kicked at it, making a small hole in the wood.
"Fuck!" He yelled and stalked around the wood structure. The hanyou breathed hard, his fists clenched tightly. "You told me you loved me! You told me you wanted to be with me!"
Inuyasha tore off into the forest, slashing and clawing at the trees. Surely it was the lack of sleep and not because he was actually hurt. He couldn't think. All he felt was anger. "You lied! You abandoned me like everyone else!" He came to the sacred tree and roared, punching the spot he had been pinned too so long ago.
Inuyasha dropped to the ground and faced the tree. He fell to his knees and stared at the place they had first met. "I love you…so much…but you're no different than everyone else when you leave me…come home."
The scent of storms brewed around him and he closed his eyes, breathing it in finally. It stirred and wound around him like a red thread of fate causing him to smile. He then had a faint feeling of being watched, like eyes were glaring into his head. Turning around, he looked behind and around him.
There was no one there.
Inuyasha forced himself up and took out the loaf of bread. Rin had been kind enough to offer him food, to show concern for his wellbeing. Why couldn't he accept it and become happy? Why couldn't he just let people care for him? Shaking his head, he broke the loaf in half, placing the larger half on the root of the tree as an offering. The hanyou stood there a moment, silently praying for something good to finally happen and then turned on his heel, walking away and back to the village with a sigh. He had to clean the hut.
Gold eyes watched him leave from above and then finally the predator dropped. He picked up the piece of bread in his claws and sniffed it once. It smelt alright, a little bland though. He nibbled on part of the crust and grimaced, spitting it out. Disgusting.
He never did like human food.
He had almost been blessed with peace.
Almost.
Inuyasha had the little priestess, he was going to bed her, bear children with her. He was going to be so happy.
But he had been selfish. So selfish. The hanyou wasn't happy. Every day there was a new argument, another round of "sit boy", and several hours hiding in that blasted Sacred Tree!
That tree had doomed him from the start! Making Inuyasha look so beautiful…so innocent. It ruined his life.
He watched and loved him for fifty years. Fifty years of protecting him, grooming him…touching him.
But it was beneath him to touch himself in the way he had always wanted to in the hanyou's presence. But many times he just couldn't help it. He had to. He needed that release! The hanyou was intoxicating and beautiful. They would be perfect together. They would be envied by every demon and human in the world for their good looks. His rugged and tainted beauty…the predator's aristocrat style went so well together. But it was so wrong.
It was so wrong that it sickened him!
But Inuyasha was unhappy! He and that bitch fought all day and by sun down she was coming to fetch him for dinner. Throwing herself all over him, kissing and hugging him…luring him to their bed.
He couldn't allow it.
"You don't deserve him!"
"He loves me!"
"He does not! Our bond is beyond brotherly!"
She went back. It was so easy. He was a killer, an assassin. He could have easily killed her and made it look like she actually left. But he needed every trace of her gone, and that would only happen if she took it all away with her, and her blood was not shed.
He watched her pack up in the middle of the night after kissing and cuddling the hanyou to sleep. He was so quiet…so at peace in his slumber.
He didn't mean to break him this badly.
But how else could he get the hanyou to realize they were horrible together?
How else could he make him happy?
Sesshomaru sighed and raked a hand through his hair, turning and walking a different path back to Rin and Kaeda's hut. The stew would be done. She convinced him to try. For Inuyasha.
Time.
A/N: well I was an idiot and posted the file that didn't have the completed chapter but it's all fixed! Chapter 1, Time, is just getting things set up. who knows when I'll get going on the next chapter so just hang tight! 3