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Chapter Three

The Hole in His Heart

It has been eight years now since Lord Sesshomaru returned to his castle in the western lands. It was well taken care of, aside from a few underlings who got a little to power hungry in his absence. After quickly disposing of said demons, he settled back into his Lordly duties with ease, determined to forget everything about Rin and the strange and pathetic feelings she brought to him. The majority of his time was spent fighting off demons in his lands, and when he was not fighting, he was reading. His elaborate library was doing little to occupy his mind, seeing as how he had already read everything in it. Once a month, Jaken would bring in a number of demons, both male and female, to present to Lord Sesshomaru. He would then chose one male to fight, and one (occasionally two) females to relieve himself, and possibly mate. Today was the scheduled day for the demons to arrive. He was lounging in his library, reading something about immortality spells for the fifth time, when he smelled Jaken enter his lands. There were plenty of females with him, but only a few males.. Its gotten harder and harder to find suitable opponents as time went on. With a sigh, he arose from his pillow and made his way to his bedroom, where the previous two females from last month lay on his mat.

"Welcome back my Lord." the fox demoness cooed. She spread herself across the mat, while the dog demoness leaned back into her. "Have you come to please us again?"

"No such thing," He replied in a cool voice, " next month's shipment is about to arrive. I no longer have any use for you." Confusion filled the demoness' faces and with a quick fluid motion, Sesshomaru severed their heads. He ordered some servants to clean the mess. "Be sure to dispose of anything with their scents and replace it. It shall be done before I return." he walked out, leaving the fumbling servants to begin cleaning.

Sesshomaru walked out into the garden and awaited Jaken to return. He was almost there, with the scents of "powerful" demons with him. In eight years, he has yet to find a female to satisfy the deep emptiness he felt inside of him. 'Eight years..'he thought quietly to himself. 'Eight years and she still has a grip on my heart. Hn.' The smell of lilies filled his nose, orange and white lilies. No matter how hard he tried, he found himself doing things for Rin, as if she'd someday return. Of course, he would never notice the things he's done until the next time he would revisit the places or things. This garden was one of them. Originally intended as a quiet reading place away from the stench of the weak demons in his castle. It wasn't until his first attempt at reading there that he realized the lilies colors had matched her clothing as a child. Now though, the only thing it reminded him of was the day she betrayed him. The lilies that human boy had presented her...

"Lord Sesshomaru!" Jaken's voice quickly pulled him from his thoughts. "Lord Sesshomaru! I have returned!" Jaken landed Ah-Un in the courtyard to the left of the garden. A few seconds passed before an array or demons landed behind him. All of them weak. Lord Sesshomaru look at the odd bunch of them and sensed their emotions. 'Their auras are all the same..' he thought, ' scared, excited, and angered all at once..'

"Females," He demanded, "Head to the castle, bathe and make yourselves presentable." After they had left, he scanned through the remaining males, and tried to pinpoint the strongest. Surprisingly, the strongest aura was that of a child. And not just a little bit stronger than the rest, this demons aura was considerably stronger. It almost resembled Naraku's child reincarnation, Hakudoshi. Only this child had it's own heartbeat, his own distinct smell. What was he?

"You there," Sesshomaru called out, pointing in the direction of the child, "State your name." The demons around the child seemed confused, wondering who exactly he was talking to, until they heard a low chuckle. In the sweetest child voice anyone has ever heard, the small child replied.

"I am Shuichi." With the sound of his voice, all the other demons cleared a small path and turned to look at him. He looked nothing like a demon, aside from his intensely silver eyes. His skin was average, almost tanned. Freckles were sprinkled on his cheeks, and his short black hair stuck up in strange places. He was wearing armor fit for nobleman's son. Highly polished and of the best quality. Sesshomaru could smell it was made from the hides of many demons, and somewhere a dragon.

"From what bloodline to you descend?" he asked, walking towards him slowly.

"I do not know my Lord, I was abandoned as an infant."

"Is that so." Sesshomaru kneeled to look him in the eyes. "Then how did you survive this long?" Shuichi looked at Sesshomaru with the same steady stare.

"A human couple found me, raised me." The child seems almost amused at what he was recalling. "We lived in a small village, and one day.. I simply killed them. I am not sure why, but I did."

"I did not ask for your life's story," Sesshomaru replied coldly, "I simply asked how you survived. Go, eat and rest. You must be at your best for out battle tomorrow." He stood up and began walking away. "The rest of you, leave my castle at once." The demons began cursing and yelling. All were upset that they traveled such a distance to be given a chance to defete the great lord, only to be turned away for a child!

"How dare you!" came a scream from the crowd. An ogre demon leapt from the center of the mass of demons and headed directly for the lord. As he did before, he decapitated the demon with one fluid motion. The other demons were in shock, but suddenly outraged at the murder. At once, the all charged the Lord. With a heavy sigh of annoyance, he dispatched the demons quickly. Ordering more guards to clean up, Lord Sesshomaru led Shuichi to his room.

As Shuichi was settling into his room, Sesshomaru gave him one parting message. "Be ready by dawn in the courtyard. This battle, as you know, will end in one of two ways. Death, or a place in my castle." He walked quickly back towards his bedroom leaving the child to settle in. 'Maybe this time I'll find my mate in the bunch.'He thought to himself. He was so sick of still feeling these pathetic emotions for Rin, we wanted to find a mate and be done with it. When he entered the room, lined up in the center, there was a very nice array of females. All but three had strange tints to their skin. Once the girls realized the Lord was upon them, they all turned to face him. He could feel how some of them pushed out their auras to him, and how others seemed to stiffen up to make their bodies seem more curvy than they actually were. He focused on breast size as his main character, he loved tits. Normally he would take females based on how powerful their auras were, but all of them were were weak, so he skipped that and went on to physical attraction. From left to right he scanned their bodies. 'Nothing special,' he thought, ' I might just have to settle fo-' Sesshomaru's thoughts were interrupted by a strange aura. It was weak, but not on purpose. "You," Sesshomaru stated calmly, walking towards the aura, "why do you hide such power?" the other females watched in awe as a young demon, shying behind another female, slowly presented herself to the Lord. She kept her eyes to the floor and her power hidden. Lord Sesshomaru now stood directly in front of her, towering over her huddled body. She was dressed in the same kind of armor as the young child. He turned to the other demoness' "Leave at once," he stated, "I have found my female." With moans and groans and a little cursing, the females all left the room. "What is your name." he asked the young demon.

"I am.."said said meekly, "my name is Ayame." She looked up with strikingly beautiful silver eyes. The same as Shuich's. Her hair and freckles were the same too. 'Is she his brother?' He thought.

"And you have relations to Shuichi, do you not?"

"Yes. We are of the same blood." her eyes dropped to the floor.

"I thought he was orphaned as an infant." Sesshomaru was feeling quite suspicious of them.

"He was. About 11 years ago, our tribe in the northern mountains was destroyed by Naraku. Or rather, one of his spells.."

"What kind of demon are you?" he asked curiously, "I do not recognize you scent." 'And the aging of the child is not correct..' he said to himself silently.

"My lord," she asked softly, "I can sense your curiosity and doubt. Please my lord, if you've the time, let me share my story with you and ease your mind." Sesshomaru took in sharp breath. How could this woman sense his thoughts? He had hidden his aura well.

He looked at her a moment more, 'Perhaps this demon is more powerful than I anticipated.' He motioned for her to follow him, as he walked out of the room and led her to his library. As he walked, he called to her. "I will document our story. Your new scent has peaked my curiosity."

Once they were in the library, he gathered his writing equipment and had her seated across from his desk. He could still feel that she was holding back her aura, but ignored it for the time being. "Begin."he stated quietly.

"My name is Ayame," she said in a quiet, sultry voice, "And I, am a wolf demon." Sesshomaru was confused. She did not smell of a wolf demon. He allowed her to continue without interruption, knowing this was the only way to get answers without looking too desperate for them. "Long ago,-'

"Exactly how long. " Sesshomaru cut her off, "This is to be properly documented."

Ayame cleared her throat, a bit embarrassed, "Eleven years ago," she corrected, "My tribe in the norther mountains were fighting off various demons trying to escape the Miasma that had settled in our lands. We had heard rumors that the half-breed and his group had found Naraku in Mt. Hakure, the sacred mountain. All of us were hoping he could be destroyed, and our lands saved. That evening, the demons had stopped attacking, and suddenly, only trying to flee our lands. We had all gathered near the cave of our ancient ones, prepared to face whatever demon they were fleeing from. Then 'He' showed up. Naraku." Her eyes lit up with a very alluring fire, and her aura grew just slightly. "We had begun to fight him, yet he was not fighting back. He began laughing at out attempts and looked me in the eye. With an evil grin only he could wear, he said 'you shall suffer, alone'. He proceeded to kill the majority of my pack. With quickness I could not comprehend, he was in front of me, pinning me to the tree behind me with one hand. I watched as he pulled a strange blue orb from inside himself. He placed it on my forehead as I struggled helplessly. I can remember his exact words as he put this curse on me. He said 'You shall never be happy, you shall kill all you love, and you shall live forever, with this torment.' With that, the orb slowly absorbed into my forehead and he left. I went about my life as normal after that. It had seemed that his words were nothing but an empty threat.. I should not have underestimated his powers.. A few months later, our tribe got word of Naraku's death and the purification of the Shikon Jewel. With that, I thought the curse he placed on me had died along with him. I lived my life care free, I had even married Koga, leader of the wolf demon tribe. My life was perfect.. until we had planned to have puppies.. The night we were to mate, the blue orb began to glow, and I could feel my body moving without my control. I witnessed everything with a clear mind.. I.. I killed him. My beloved Koga.. I ripped out his throat with my own fangs.." Ayame stopped, tears clearly filling her eyes. Sesshomaru wanted to comfort her, the sight of her tears brought him sadness..

He couldn't though. He couldn't show her he cared. He simply looked up at her and said, "Continue."

Ayame looked up at him with her tear filled eyes, and Sesshomaru nearly stopped breathing. Her beauty.. "Forgive me My Lord," she said quietly, "I will continue." How could he be so cruel? What happened to that small amount of compassion? 's what happened. "After I regained control of my body again, I had committed a deed to horrible to ever live with. I had murdered my entire wolf demon tribe. I could not live with myself. So I took Koga's katana and went to the place he proposed to me. I went to a small pond close by to wait till the moon came out. That is when I noticed the change in my body. I looked into the still water to find my eyes had gone silver, and the rest of me resembled a human, as you can now see. I was so confused. When the moon was high in the sky, I ventured up the mountain a bit until I saw it.. the lunar rainbow. It meant so much to me, it was where my life began to have meaning... so I thought it was only fitting to end my life there. I grabbed the katana and shoved it into my chest. I carved out as much of my heart as I could and let it fall to the ground. My vision went black. When I awoke, I could hear the cries of an infant. I could hear the beating of my heart still, and that's when I remembered what Naraku had told me..'You shall kill all you love,and you shall live forever with this torment.' And he was right.. That's when I noticed Shuichi. He was my heart, yet, not my heart. He was born from my attempt at suicide, yet, he took my heart as his own. I did not know what to do with him. I could not raise him, I only wanted to kill him. He was me, and I hated me. So I left him in a human village. I do not know how he survived, but it seems he shares the same fate as I."

"And what of his powerful demonic aura?" Sesshomaru asked. This story had baffled him, and he had forgotten to write. He was now intently listening, his curiosity getting the better of him.

"His demonic power is from me as well. After I had left him in the human village, I went back to my cave in the northern mountains to bury my kin. I took the mirror Koga had given me for our wedding gift and took a long look at my new body and eyes. Then, something new was brought to my attention. I felt.. powerful. My aura was growing, and at first I didn't understand why. It wasn't until I looked into my eyes again that I realized what was happening. I could see the souls of all of my demon brethren raging inside them. They were angry, saddened, and absolutely lost. I had absorbed all of their power. Soul after soul was becoming part of me, and with each, more power. Forgive me my lord, but I must show you the result of this immense gain in power, both physically and mentally." Lord Sesshomaru tensed quickly. Was this woman really foolish enough to challenge him to a duel? "Please my Lord, I do not mean a fight." How does she keep reading him so easily? With that, she stood up and untied the straps holding her armor in place. They slid to the floor. She then slid her clothing down her shoulders as well. Sesshomaru couldn't explain the feeling he was getting. Yes, he's felt arousal before, but never from something so simple as undressing. It usually took a woman physically manipulating his manhood for him to get aroused. He watched her closely as the rest of her clothing hit the floor. Like any male, the fist thing he noticed was her breasts, they were large, very well hidden by her armor, with rosy pink peaks. Second thing he noticed though, was the large scar that ran the length of her body. From the top of her right breast, it curved to hide between her luscious mounds, then reappeared below them, snaking it's way down. It curved slightly to the left of her bellybutton an continued down her left thigh, finally stopping at the crease behind her knee. Sesshomaru was in awe. The ragged scar somehow accented her curves. He could feel his member stiffening. What could he say to her. He could not find his words. For the second time in his life, he was found speechless. "This is only the physical, my Lord," she said in a soft shaky voice, which only made his manhood twitch with more arousal, "this... this is what happened to my aura." She then released her aura. It exploded out of her, sending waves of power at Sesshomaru. And that was his breaking point. If there was one thing Sesshomaru loved more than any physical feature in a female, it was power. In the blink of an eye, Sesshomaru had Ayame pinned to the bookshelf behind her. "M-My lord, what are you.?" her question was cut off by his mouth on hers. His tongue invaded her mouth, tasting and savoring her flavor. His blood ran through him, more quickly, warm and pulsing. He kept her there, kissing her roughly until he felt her give in and kiss him back. Their tongues wrestled for dominance, and she won. This only proved to turn him one even more!

"You are divine.." he harshly whispered in her ear, "and you shall be mine." He grabbed her bare breast and began to knead it roughly. She moaned into his kiss. His hand ran over her soft skin, he couldn't get enough of her. All he wanted was to feel her against him for ever, to smell her silk smooth hair, her very unique scent. She tasted so sweet.. She could feel his length throbbing against her belly. She wanted him like she wanted no other man before. The pressure between her thighs begged for him to enter. Her skin prickled when she felt his hands caress her skin. He ran it along the scar, passing ever so slightly across her sensitive area. This only caused her more arousal and she could not bare the teasing any longer. One smooth motion, and her hand broke free of his grip and grabbed his girth. Sesshomaru let out an unexpected growl of pleasure. He has never had any female have enough power to go against him. This excited Sesshomaru to no end. She worked her way past his clothing and grabbed it once more, this time bare skinned. The feel of him throbbing in her hand, begging to be pleased,sent her over the edge.

"No my Lord," she moaned into his mouth, "you shall be MINE!" then she used all of her power to toss him to the other wall and pin him to it. He struggled against her hold, but was getting no where. Now, anger and frustration mixed with the unrivaled arousal. He was so confused, but his lovely manhood trembled at her touch. He did not want to be controlled, but feelingof her hand on him, stroking him so gently,yet firmly, he did not want this to stop either. "Just..." she said through kisses, "Let... me... please... you.." He could not resist any longer. He was so close to completion, and he hadn't even entered her. He relaxed, just enough to feel her grip on his relax as well. As soon as her hold on him loosened, his hand was on the top of her head, shoving her to her knees. In a second, she found his lovely member in her mouth. He felt just how warm and welcoming her mouth was and wrapped her hair in his fist. She thought about defying him and just taking him, but she was having too much fun with this little cat and mouse with control. She let him push his member deep into her mouth, working her tongue over it as it slid in. He could feel him vibrating slightly from the growls of pleasure. Her flower was twitching with excitement. She was sure she was dripping by now. Sesshomaru growled in pleasure, he had never felt anyone so talented with her mouth, she had no fangs, and yet her teeth grazed his length with just the right amount of pressure. He stopped when he felt his head touch the back of her throat and was just about to pull back when he felt Ayame's hand grip the back of his thighs. She shoved him deeper in his mouth, and he could feel her throat around him. It clung to him greedily and he could not take much more. Just as this thought crossed his mind, she began bobbing her head on his already rock hard member, going all the way to the hilt every time. The pleasure was immeasurable, and before he could warn her, he felt himself release inside her. She savored the taste of his warm sticky seed flowing into her mouth and the sounds of his grunting/growling of satisfaction. He released so much, she could not catch it all. She pulled back only to have her face assaulted with his cream and her ears by the final cries of pleasure. She waited on her knees until he was able to speak.

"Rise.." he said out of breath, "I wish to see your face." She arose to meet him, almost face to face because he was now slouching against the wall behind him.

"Yes My Lord?" She asked shyly. She was embarrassed now. She had never done that to a man. She was still a virgin, in all aspects. Well, not from the mouth anymore..

"This Sesshomaru is satisfied." he said calmly, standing up straight and readjusting his clothing. "Go bathe." He was a little bit ashamed of himself as well. To lose control like that? It was so unbecoming of him. It won't happen again. 'I am satisfied..' he thought to himself as he watched Ayame leave the room, 'so why is this emptiness still here? She was by far the best female I have ever been with, she has power like no other.. so why do I not feel complete?' A frustrated Sesshomaru stormed out of the room and out of the castle. He lay in the middle of his lily garden and stared at the moon. 'Am I cursed?' He thought to himself. 'Am I cursed because I once loved a human? I hate her... A faint smell of salt drifted his way from the direction of the hot springs. It was Ayame. He could hear her crying.. 'What am I to do..'