Title: Honor Killing

Author: landofthekwt

Universe: AU

Prompt :a passionate heart with the darkest of desires Feudal Tales Week 14,Prompt 3

Word Count: 900

Pairing: Sess/Kag, Inu/Kag

Rating: M

Genre: Darkfic

Warning: Murder/Suicide

Summary: Inuyasha kills Sesshoumaru and Kagome then commits seppaku.

A/N CAUTION Some may find the following story offensive. The concept of Honor Killing is different for different societies. Some societies consider the killing of a spouse found in bed with another man a defense to the charge of murder. The author does not believe that any type of Honor Killing is ever justified

The scene in the room seemed like a macabre dream to him. He had always had a passionate heart with the darkest of desires. In his mind's eye he had envisioned this scene many times since he first learned of the trysts between his wife and his brother. The more he dwelt on the affair the more he became convinced that his honor had been besmirched. His need to regain his honor had resulted in the genesis of this plan.

That they must die horrible deaths was an insignificant part of the equation. He was the one who had been betrayed. They had fouled his honor. He had been cuckolded by them. It was not necessary for them to suffer. It was not even necessary for them to know that it was him that killed them. The only thing mattered was that they would killed and that they would be killed in a manner that allowed his honor to be satisfied.

The instrument of their destruction was picked with particularity. It was the sword that he had received from his father when he attained manhood. It was the sword that he had proudly worn at his wedding. It was the sword that his brother coveted. It was the sword of vengeance.

The plan had been carried out like clockwork. His detectives had learned exactly where and when they would be at a particular place. He thought of the irony that they would killed on their wedding bed on the anniversary of the day that he had proposed to her. That promise had been broken and bed defiled. All that he held dear had been taken from him. Honor required that theymust die.

His brain was still clouded by the hashish that he used to steel his courage to commit the heinous act. His sword was keen. It had cut their heads in two chops. The grisly reminders of the deed lay on the bed which was coated in blood. They had been the throes of intercourse. Neither had time to cry out before they died. His brother had died without even knowing he was dead. His wife was different matter. She seemed to be staring at him. He could not place the look. Was she asking for pity?. Was she accusing him? All he know what she had seen him before she had died and had tried to express something to him. What she was trying to say he could not tell. The uncertainty was haunting him.

With this ritual complete he took off the clothes which were covered in blood and prepared himself for his final journey. Again the hashish helped to dull his mind and calm his fear about what needed to be done. In their bedroom was small shrine. The altar was arranged. The candles were lit. The offerings to the Kami who were pictured in their scrolls were presented. The time had come for meditation until he could complete the acts which would redeem his honor.

The sword which was still coated in the blood of his wife and brother was laid on the altar like an offering He pulled the dagger which had prepared. It had been in his family for centuries for just this use. He would the first to actually use it to commit seppaku. Before he wrapped his poem around the blade., he reread it. Not particularly memorable. But then who practiced writing death poems. And so he waited

About fifteen minutes later the door opened. In stepped Inuyasha's old friend, Captain Miroku of Tokyo Police Department. He was horror struck at he gazed at the headless corpses lying on the bed forever in the middle of coitus. As he surveyed the room he found friend facing an altar with a ceremonial dagger poised to strike. The murder weapon was clearly visible on the altar. He strode to seize the sword. He put on gloves and picked up the sword.

"I got your message. Want to tell me what the hell is going on, Inuyasha."

" Thank you for coming , old friend. I need you to assist me in regaining my honor. When I have completed the second cut, I would be pleased if you would use the sword to complete the act of seppaku."

" This is crazy, Inuyasha. You are asking me the Captain of Police to commit a crime by killing you."

" I am not asking you to commit any criminal act. I am asking you as my friend if you can help me regain my honor which was lost."

Miroku pondered his words for a minute and nodded curtly. Inuyasha began the cuts. When he had completed the second cut., Miroku swung the blade and cut the head clean. The body fell forward while the head flopped onto the bed facing the head of his wife in the death. Miroku noted that the expression on Inuyasha's face was one of resignation. It seemed to answering in death the question that the expression on his wife's face had put to him.

Miroku was still holding the sword when his assistant Lieutenant Shippou ran into the room.

Shippou surveyed the room for an instant before turning his gaze to his Captain.

"Yakuza ?"

"Yakuza" responded Miroku.

After Shippou left the room, Miroku distastefully dropped the sword.

As he left the room, he thought to himself.

" Honor had been served and there were no survivors."