By: ~Goku the Paladin~
Author’s Notes: Greetings and many salutations towards you all, and of course, I decided maybe I should give you a nice sweet lemon instead of a sour lemon like last time. I finally made up my mind that I wanted to make "Brother, my brother" a trilogy. Hai! So, like LOTR, there’s three parts. This is the second part to the trilogy and after this will be the last chapter. There might be some slight mistakes (although I checked it over many times, since I am a Perfectionist! lol), and if any character is OOC, I apologize! If you don’t like slash or Naraku, or whatever, do not read this! Any Feedback is *very* appreciated! =^.^= Well, I guess that is about it. I hope you like the story despite it’s dark themes. I was always tired of Inuyasha being the raped one and this and that, you know? I was wondering how Sesshoumaru would act if someone got the best of him, for once. Who knows, perhaps there will be a happy ending for Sesshy and Inu! Oh yeah, and this is also a *songfic*! The song is called "This Is Where I Came In" by the Bee Gees.
Plot: Inuyasha gets a bad feeling about something but doesn't know what it is, but he sticks to his instincts to find out exactly what. Sesshoumaru runs into a trap set by another demon while searching for his lost adopted daughter Rin. All the while, Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru contemplate about how they feel about each other, as brothers and much more.
Disclaimers: Let’s get this straight. I do not own Inuyasha, I do not own Sesshoumaru (I wish I did ><) and I do not own any of the other Inu characters! ^_^ So be nice. There’s also a thing called Freedom of speech, so I don’t think you can sue me, especially since I have no mullah (money)! If you sue me or any of the other writers who write slash, Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha will avenge our deaths…-_-() Ok, ok, so they won’t avenge our deaths, but still…
(*) The song is in "…/ "
EX: I've seen the story.../
(*) <….> means thoughts
EX: <...What is happening to me?...>
(*) When "Inuyasha" or "Sesshoumaru" is in "(.......)", it is his point of view.
EX: (Inuyasha) EX: (Sesshoumaru)
Warnings: NC-17, (implied)Rape, Yaoi, Angst, (Implied)Character Death, and of course, Incest…
Pairings: Inuyasha/Sesshoumaru, Naraku/Sesshoumaru
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Chapter 2
(Inuyasha)
I couldn’t believe it. My big brother. Sesshoumaru. Sesshoumaru the great Youkai lord. *Raped.* I never contemplated that it was even possible that someone like *him* could ever be violated in any way. It just seemed utterly impossible to my golden hanyou eyes. Ever since I had known him, he was always so coolly refined, arrogant, regal, ruthless, silent, dominate, indifferent, icy, and powerful. I had never seen or known any one who could take him down. Hell, I couldn’t even take that damned Youkai down! To me, he seemed to be an invincible angel of death that never backed down from anything he desired. No wonder he wanted our father’s fang so damn much. Of course, that only made me more determined to finally defeat him someday. The other Youkais always fought to conquer his lands, but they could never defeat him.
I sighed. This just wasn’t possible. The demon lord lay bloodied and torn in my sore arms. <…Oh Sesshoumaru…> I thought, knowing that this was all the physical proof that I or anybody else needed to confirm that Sesshoumaru had indeed been violated.
I felt my stomach twist painfully, disgust contorting on my face. Naraku. While that Naraku had played with us, he had been waiting with patient lust to rape my brother and claim him as his own. <…Mine…> I randomly thought and stopped walking. Mine? <…Mine? No, Sesshoumaru is *not* mine. He’s just my half brother. He’s always trying to kill me and steal Tetseiga from me! Besides…he hates me. He hates what I am. I am a Hanyou. Is that the *only* reason why he hates me? If I had been born a Youkai like him, would he have loved me?…> I thought to myself as I carried my brother. Thoughts like these always plagued me. I hated what I was and so did he. He would never love me. *Never.* I wasn’t good enough. I never was. The only reason I wanted the Shikon no Tama was to prove myself to him and to finally defeat him. To be a Youkai like him.
I sighed and thought back to the fight with Naraku. It had been a fierce battle, especially since his stupid wasps were around. I had managed to slice him to jagged, bloody pieces, but to no avail. The bastard had been long gone. <…Damn his clones and tricks…and his irritating laugh! I don’t know which one is worse…>
I've seen the story…/ I've read it over once or twice…/ I said that you say…/ A little bit of bad advice…/ I've been in trouble…/ Happened to me all my life…/ I lie and you lie…/ And who would get the sharpest knife…/
After Naraku had escaped to god-knows-where, I took a moment to gaze upon the curled up form of my unconscious brother. Part of me had been shocked and the other part of me, the far crueler part, was satisfied. I had considered whether to leave him or not. Eventually, I gathered up his kimono and carefully wrapped him up in it. I then spotted Rin, his adopted daughter. My face fell. She was sitting there, eyes wide, but dead. Dried blood stained the side of her mouth and chin. At that moment, all my deepest sympathies went out to Rin and Sesshoumaru. First he had lost his daughter, then he had lost…
I didn’t want to leave Rin there and carrying my brother would be a challenge itself. I had paused and looked down at the armor and fluffy thing of Sesshoumaru’s. I frowned. No way in high hell was I about to take his armor! I have always hated his armor. It was just…tacky. I was busy devising on how to take both the bodies. I wasn’t about to leave either behind, and plus, if I left Rin, there was no guarantees her body would still be there when I returned for her. I glanced at the white fluff that usually adorned his shoulder like some kind of pelt or momento. A grin broke across my face and I nearly laughed. It seemed a silly idea, but it was the only idea I had at the moment. Grabbing the fluffy thing, I stroked it and marveled at how soft it was. I idly wondered if Sesshoumaru’s hair was this soft. Dishing that thought from my mind, I attempted to tie the fluffy thing around Rin’s waist. Aggravated, I nearly screamed as the white fluff wasn’t being as cooperative as I had hoped it would be. Finally, it was tied around her dead body. I tied the other end of the fluff around my waist as well. It was now or never.
As carefully and gently as I could, I lifted my brother’s body from the ground. He groaned loudly, but he did not stir. As attentive as a mother, I cradled my brother in my arms as I walked. I wasn’t dumb enough to start sprinting off carrying his body. He was damaged enough, and if I wasn’t careful, I would only injure him even further. His head rolled over slowly to rest on my shoulder. I didn’t fail to notice that.
<…What are you doing to me, brother?…> I thought to myself once again as camp finally came into view.
"GUYS, I’M BACK!" I yelled. Four curious faces came into view. My companions stood there in shock as they saw the sight before them. I blushed.
"What the hell are you all staring at?!" I yelled, my teeth bared.
"Is that...is that Sesshoumaru?" Miroku asked skeptically. Kagome said nothing but stared in awe. Sango and Shippou stared as well.
"What’s that fluffy white thing tied to you, Inu?" Shippou asked. No one even dared to step forward. I knew they all feared Sesshoumaru and even I had been paranoid about carrying him. I was so paranoid, I believed he’d wake at any minute and slash me with his poison claws.
I blushed. "Nevermind that! A little help here?" I growled. Miroku was the first one to step forward, but he paused.
"Inuyasha, what happened? He looks pretty bad…" Miroku asked, silently admiring my brother, he mildly blushed. I gave Miroku a weird look.
"He got beaten up, that’s what! Now get your good-for-nothing-perverted-monk-ass over here and help me!" I barked.
Miroku blushed more and immediately moved to help me. "What do you want me to do?"
"Well, first of all, untie this…fluffy abomination from my waist!" I suggested sarcastically.
"Inuyasha, is she…is she…dead?" Kagome asked softly. I nodded grimly. Kagome quickly beat Miroku to it and easily untied the fluff from my waist. She then untied it from Rin’s stiff body. She cradled the dead girl in her arms, despite the stench of decaying flesh.
"She was so young…" Kagome said, her voice gentle and sad.
My dog-like ears twitched. "Is there a lake nearby?" I asked impatiently. To everyone’s great surprise, Sesshoumaru lightly stirred and groaned again. Everyone but Kagome and me jumped at least 50 feet high in the air. Shippou was sitting in a tree, clutching the branch, trembling. Miroku had landed on his bottom and looked as if he had had a heart attack. Sango was the first to regain her composure. I snickered.
"Well?" I asked again.
"There are some hot springs northwest from here. If you walk, it will only take you fifteen minutes to get there…" Sango replied, helping Miroku stand up. Miroku seemed to recover, for he daringly groped one of her breasts. Sango growled and smacked him, causing him to land on his rear end, *again*.
"W-why...are y-you going t-there, Inu?" Shippou stuttered. Evidently the young pup hadn’t recovered yet from the *fearsome* encounter with Sesshoumaru. "Look at him. He’s a mess. I’m going to clean him up, duh!" I snarled. Shippou winced and continued to tremble.
"But why?" Asked Sango.
"Why what?" I asked.
"Why are you helping Sesshoumaru?" The demon slayer asked, a curious tinge in her voice. Everyone seemed to agree with her. Four curious faces watched me, expecting an answer. I turned away and headed northwest towards the hot springs. I didn’t answer her question. I could *not* answer her question. I did not even know the answer myself.
(Sesshoumaru)
I awakened with a start as someone lowered me into the hot springs. I winced but did not cry out. The water stung my flesh and it was even worse for my lower body. The inside of my flesh was wracked with more pain as the wretched water stung me unbearably. But still I did not cry out. I was not in my right mind at the moment, for I didn’t even fully register that someone was with me, lowering me carefully into the water. My sharp, elf-like ears heard the rustle of someone removing their clothes while my body leaned against the wall of the springs. The water was bubbling, to my great displeasure. Someone stepped into the hot springs with me. I kept my eyes shut. I growled when two hands touched me, one hand holding a wet cloth of some sort. The hands immediately broke contact from my body, to my great satisfaction. Idly, I sniffed the air, and I caught the delicious scent again. The pesky hands returned to my body. I didn’t make a sound. I was slowly coming to my mind when I felt gentle hands washing away the blood from my face, neck, chest, shoulders, and so forth. If my eyes had been open, I would have seen how my blood slightly tainted the sweet water crimson. I was standing waist deep in the springs, no, someone was letting me lean on them while they cleaned me. Those gentle hands cleaned the cuts and bites that Naraku had so *generously* given to me and I hissed softly. The hands froze for a moment, as if to make sure it was safe to continue cleaning me. One of those soft hands dared venture into my hair. The hand ran it’s fingers through my silky silver white hair. I heard the hand gasp. It was probably surprised at how soft my hair really is. It continued to stroke my hair and I grew annoyed with this game. <…Game?…Oh no…> I thought and realized what had happened to me earlier and I believed that who was currently touching me was Naraku, although his scent smelled suspiciously like…
"INUYASHA!"
I cautiously glanced up at Sesshoumaru’s face as much as I could while I cleaned his body. His eyes remained closed and it seemed he was still somewhat unconscious, but I could tell he was coming to quickly. I could see him wince whenever I cleaned one of his wounds and occasionally he would let out a low hiss. When I was satisfied, I stopped cleaning his body. I stared at his hair. Every since I could remember, I always wanted to touch his hair…to see how soft it was. To run my fingers through the silver silk… Sesshoumaru’s hair always looked cleaner, neater, and prettier then my own. My clawed hand reached up and my fingers slid through his hair like water. I gasped.
<…It’s softer then his fluffy…> I thought casually as I dared stroke his hair. Idly, I picked out some twigs and leaves from his beautiful silver hair. The moon shone through his hair brilliantly, making it look more silver then it originally is. His hair was shining and glittering, and I leaned forward and sniffed his hair. His hair smelled of Rain and Earth. To me, it was a pleasant combination that very much suited him. The moon also lit up his Bishounen’ features and I was caught in the moment. I just stared at him, my claws tangled in his hair, stroking.
His eyes burst open without warning and he realized whom I was, shock and anger on his lovely visage. "INUYASHA!"
Sheepishly, I scooted some ways away from him and watched him. He was leaning on the wall of the hot springs glaring at me. I cursed myself. I had left Tetseiga with my friends. I reassured myself. After all Sesshoumaru had been through, I was amazed he was even conscious. He looked very weak and tired. Even his eyelids were drooping slightly. He was in such a state I had never seen him in. It was slightly intriguing, actually.
"Welcome to the world of the living, Sesshoumaru…" I greeted him, my usual sarcasm absent from my voice.
"Where is Naraku?" He directly asked, his intimidating golden yellow eyes on me.
"He escaped." I merely said, wishing I could have lied to him. It was no good, though. I was never good at lying to Sesshoumaru, hell; he’s a Youkai lie detector!
His muscles looked really tense now and I could tell he felt threatened. "Where did he flee?" Sesshoumaru asked me, as if he hadn’t been through anything tonight.
"I don’t know. I killed his baka clone. That’s all I know. And don’t worry, I took Rin and that fluff thing with me." I replied, edging a little closer.
He seemed a little relieved at least. His haggard eyes narrowed somewhat. "My armor?"
"I couldn’t take it." I lied. I knew I could have put it on myself. For once, my white lie worked. I watched him warily. He was trying to get out of the Hot Springs, regardless of my witness. To my great surprise, he leaped out of the water and landed on his feet nimbly, but my sharp eyes could see that a lot of his usual grace was missing.
You know I shouldn't be somebody like that…/ I'm not the kind of man to throw his hat into the ring and…/ Go down without following through…/ The day turns into night…/ Go down without following through…/ The day turns into night…/
Ohh…/ Ohh…/ Ohh…/ This is just where I came in…/
"Are you crazy, you baka?" I barked, as I stepped out and strode over to him. His eyes were darting around, looking for his clothes obviously. I smirked. He could barely stand. The once graceful brother of mine looked as if he were about to topple over at any minute. I couldn’t help but allow my eyes to roam over the front of his body. He had a smooth chest, which was well built and compact. It seemed pretty much to me that his whole body was compact, to my liking. The moment he noticed me watching him, he turned away, but to no avail. Unconsciously, he had let me see his backside as well. Despite the injuries to his body…his body was perfect. I had never seen him naked before. His build was larger then mine, but then again, he *is* taller then me. He was slightly slender and muscular at the same time, not being overly slender or muscular. I felt the urge to grapple his tight, compact ass, but I ignored it, for the sake of my life.
"Where are my clothes, hanyou?" He asked me.
"They are all bloody and shredded. You cannot possibly wear them. I will have to carry you back to camp again." I shook the water off of my body like a wet dog would and put on my red kimono. I watched Sesshoumaru. He didn’t seem to approve.
He blinked slowly. "You carried me?" His gaze was cold once again as he studied me.
"What did you think I did? Dragged you?" I said, my sarcasm returning. All I knew at the moment is that…I was not myself. I was acting strange and even admiring my older brother’s body. Sesshoumaru continued to study me, but I noticed that his gaze was weaker. His body and eyes were extremely fatigued. I wondered how he could still stand.
He didn’t say anything. I moved towards him, but he back away. Almost as if he feared something…
"You will not carry me. And you most definitely will not take me back to camp to be in the presence of those wenches of yours." He said coldly. He started to walk away rather *stiffly.*
<…Ouch, how can he even walk after *that*?…> I thought to myself.
I rolled my eyes. "Oh sure! Let’s have you walk around naked! Tempt Naraku again, why don’t you? Who knows, he may even be watching you right now! You either are really a bakayarou or else you just…don’t want help from a hanyou and a few humans."
He stopped walking. He stood there, his back to me. He didn’t say anything.
"Sesshoumaru?" I called, as I strode over to him and placed my hand on his shoulder. He flinched and turned away.
"Why?" He simply asked, his voice small and confused, like a child. Sesshoumaru looked at me, his golden orbs piercing my similar golden orbs.
"Why what?" I asked. Before he could answer, he passed out and I caught him.
<…Oh boy…> I thought to myself as I had a feeling nursing Sesshoumaru back to health would be harder then it looked. Much harder.
Sunlight crawled into the room of the hut through the window, warmly caressing my face. It wasn’t a bad feeling at all. It reminded me of warm honey, strangely. I preferred the cold, though. I was cold, I was a part of the cold, and I am the cold. My eyes fluttered open to find myself in a human hut. I sniffed and smelt the scent of humans. I grimaced. This was the second time I woke up to be in some strange place. Fortunately, my little brother was no where in sight.
<…After what Naraku did to me, that hanyou has been acting strange…> I thought, remembering the way he had looked at me. The way he had studied me at the Hot Springs had been the same way Naraku had looked at me. Lust. Something the demon had told me came back to me. My brother was going through the stages of Heat for the very first time. Of course the little baka didn’t even know it, but I did. I wasn’t about to stick around to witness it, either.
I gazed out of the window as a Sakura blossom fluttered into the hut and landed near my hand. Rin. Sakura blossoms always reminded me of her. Gods, *every* flower reminded me of the little human girl. <…Rin…> The more I thought about her, the more I realized how much I missed her. Something inside of me was missing. It felt as if someone had ripped out or plundered something vital inside of me. I had never felt this way before. Never had I known such pain. Naraku hadn’t just ravaged my body; he had ravaged my pride, as well. Rin would be gone forever and so would my pride.
I was about to leave the futon when the door opened and in came a human girl. I narrowed my eyes and studied her. She must be Inuyasha’s wench.
<…I doubt she could satisfy him when he goes into Heat…> I thought as she strode over to me as if I was a harmless puppy. She smiled at me and I scowled in return.
"How are you feeling today, Sesshoumaru?" She asked, standing two feet away. She was holding a freshly folded kimono and other things I could not make out at the moment.
"How long have I slept." I asked bluntly. I wasn’t in the mood to make small talk. I sat up and the blanket fell away to reveal my bare body. The girl blushed and looked away.
"Two weeks." She replied and set down the supplies near me. She even had the nerve to pat my head, as if I was her dog. I was about to *show* her my poison, but she turned away and walked towards the door. I blinked in surprise. <…Two weeks??…No…>
"Oh, and Sesshoumaru…" She turned around and gestured to the stuff on the floor. "There are some clothes for you, a brush, a book, your fluff fluff, and a few other items you might need! We’d love to have you for lunch later. Don’t keep us waiting…" With that, the human wench of Inuyasha’s was gone.
<…Fluff Fluff? Why the hell does everyone keep calling it fluff or fluffy?…>
Hope rides on…/ But I’ll go anywhere…/ Yes, I’ll go anywhere with you…/ Time has gone…/ But I’ll go anywhere…/
Out of curiosity, I inspected what the human wench had brought me. Sure enough, there was a silk kimono, and to my amusement, they had tried to get me one that was most similar to my old one. It was red and white with designs of Sakura blossoms. There was also an ivory brush which had carved in designs of the *fluff-fluff* to my utter annoyance. The book was about Youkai and Human myths. I sighed. I ignored everything else for now. My body felt so stiff as I managed to stand up, stretching my limbs. I looked over my body to see if the wounds were still there. Fortunately, they had healed while I had slept for two weeks. My body now felt as it did before Naraku attacked me. I quickly got dressed. I wanted to find out why they were treating me more like a guest rather then an enemy. Like an apparition, I slipped out of the house. I sat under a tree and watched them. I stood still, never moving. My silver white mane blew in the slight breeze. <…What are they up to…> I silently wondered and then a small smile graced my lips. <…If that hanyou is here, then so is the Tetseiga. This is a perfect chance…> Inuyasha was no where to be seen, but all four of his wenches were under a Sakura tree, having a picnic. The fox-like demon spotted me and nearly jumped into a tree again. Of course, I knew *none* of their names, but they all knew *my* name very well. They all looked at me. The human girl, who had treated me like her puppy earlier, waved at me, gesturing for me to come over to them. <…Hn…> I remained rooted to my spot. I looked away, searching for the half-breed. He was still no where in sight. I sniffed the air, but I only smelt the offending odors of the humans and the sweet smell of the blossoms, the blossoms my Rin had loved so much.
I closed my eyes. I never moved, which only proved to unnerve the humans even further. One of them decided to finally approach me. It was the male monk, the one who always groped the females, and also the one who was cursed by Naraku. That’s about as much as I know about this monk.
"Sesshoumaru?" The monk called, standing about 5 feet away from me.
I ignored him.
"Sesshoumaru, I *know* you hear me!"
I still didn’t answer him, nor did I care to.
"Listen…" The monk started, he now sounded timid and uncertain. "We are having lunch and you may join us if you wish to. Kagome and I welcome your company, but Sango and Shippou still fear you and may act a bit distrustful and jumpy…"
"Shippou and Sango are the smart ones, obviously." I replied, my voice cold and even. The monk didn’t reply. He didn’t know what to say. He didn’t move either.
"We are enemies, yet you try to treat me like a guest? All I smell here is a trap and…I will not fall into…another trap…" I told him. I didn’t feel like talking. I was never really talkative in the first place. Somewhere deep inside where my pride had once been, something was biting and clawing at me. In other words, something was bothering me, but I knew not of what it was. Or did I?
"You are Inuyasha’s brother." The monk merely stated.
My eyelids blinked open. I laid my frigid orbs onto him. He shivered and gasped.
I closed in the distance between us. One of my claws grasped his blue kimono, barely ripping it. I was oddly satisfied that he wasn’t clad in his usual monk’s attire for once. My other claws stroked his face and I watched him tremble.
"W-w-what?" The monk stuttered.
"A long time ago, someone once told me to keep my friends closer, but yet, keep my enemies even closer…" I said quietly. I knew the others were watching, they even had their weapons ready. All but Inuyasha’s wench seemed ready to attack me. The monk didn’t answer. The usual smile on his face had festered into something I could not yet place. This satisfied me as well.
"Perhaps that is what Inuyasha is doing…" I continued.
The bashful monk finally spoke up to me. "No, he’s doing it because he’s your brother."
At hearing this, one of my claws scraped at his chest, cutting through the silk fabric. He winced. I glanced down to see I had given him a nice scratch.
"You had better tell me the truth or else I will use you as my own personal scratching post, monk."
"I have a name, you know. My name is Miroku." He seemed very upset now, of course.
"Tell me where the hanyou is. If I scratch *you* up, he might not tell me what I want to know."
The monk, called Miroku stared into my eyes. "We don’t know where he is. He…has been missing for the last few days. We tried to find him, but it was no use! Inuyasha took care of you *every* day and night since he rescued you. He cleaned you, tended to your wounds, checked to see how were doing all the time, and hell; he even brushed your hair for you! Of course, you probably weren’t conscious for all this. He disappeared after you appeared to have fully healed…"
The only words that seemed to fully register in my mind was that my brother had disappeared. I let go of Miroku and began to glide away. He stared after me for a moment before he thought to follow me.
"Where are you going?" Miroku asked.
"To find Inuyasha." I replied and I wondered why I had answered him at all. I shrugged and continued seeking the one who had *rescued* me. It pained me inside to know that someone like me had to be saved by my little brother. It pained me to know that someone like me had been violated. It pained me to know that someone like me had not been able to save the life of my own daughter. <…Perhaps I have some pride left, after all…>
"I’ll come with you." Miroku volunteered. I snorted.
"No."
"Why not? He’s my friend and I want to find him! Besides, you can’t go alone."
"I can go wherever I please and by myself, if I please."
"Gods, you have such a big ego, Sesshoumaru!" He accused, catching up with me. I glanced at him and to my utter disgust; he was smiling like a baka.
"And you have such a tiny, insignificant brain."
"Ouch." His eyes brightened, as something seemed to dawn upon him. "You know what, I just realized something…"
"That your brain is tiny and insignificant?"
"Ouch again. No, but…you have probably talked more today then you ever have in your whole life!"
I noticed that his companions had resumed to their picnic and that they trusted him to follow me. Either they believed he could defend his own life, or else they wanted him dead. The venom in my claws hissed. Miroku gulped.
"Gods, man, you’re as tight as your ass!" He exclaimed and I whirled around to face him so quickly, he gasped. The poison in my claws hissed louder.
"If you want to live, I suggest you keep quiet." I threatened. He only smiled.
"Sure, boss." He replied.
For the rest of the afternoon, our search was silent the way I had preferred it to be. The baka monk had the decency to keep his mouth shut. True, I didn’t agree with his presence, but at least it was him instead of any of the others. Since he had been bold enough to approach me and eventually follow me, I knew it wouldn’t be easy to scare him off. Miroku and Inuyasha’s wench both felt responsibility that was similar to taking care of a child. Only, I was not a child. Rin was.
I thought about Rin now as I walked through the trees, my eyes searched for any signs of my brother. Sure enough, I found a small piece of his red kimono on a rosebush. A small smile graced my face. We were on the right track, after all.
I sniffed the air languidly. The indulgent aroma of Inuyasha’s scent was heavy in the air.
<…It smells like he’s in his final stage…> I thought to myself, glancing at Miroku.
"Miroku, have you noticed any differences in Inuyasha lately?" I asked.
He didn’t answer me right away. He appeared to be thinking back to when Inuyasha was around. "You know, now that you have mentioned it, I have noticed some changes. At first, he never let us touch you or get too close to you. Then later on, he didn’t even let us come into the hut at all. He would stalk outside around the hut, snarling like a possessive beast. He would never eat. He never seemed to sleep. He always drank a lot of water, though. He sweated profusely, too. Come to think of it, if I didn’t know better, I would have thought you were his mate or something. He acted like it. All possessive and protective. I mean, a little squirrel was sitting on the windowsill and he attacked it. See what I mean? Do you know what’s wrong with him, Sesshoumaru?"
<…Should I tell him? Hn, what the hell…> "He’s in Heat."
"Heat? Did I hear you right?" Miroku repeated, blinking dully a few times.
"Hai."
"What…is…Heat?" He asked. I nearly fell over.
I didn’t feel like explaining it to him. "Just a phase…" I cursed inwardly as realization dawned upon me. That baka hanyou had unknowingly chose me as his mate. Part of me wanted to turn around and run away. The stronger part of me wanted answers and the Tetseiga. I sniffed the air again, his scent stronger now.
"Miroku, go back to the others. Tell them…Inuyasha will be back in a few days. If you or anyone else goes near him or me, he will kill at will. Understand?"
"How do I know you won’t kill him and steal his sword?" Miroku asked, surprised that I had called him by his name instead of *monk* or *human* as I usually did.
"You don’t." I answered coldly. My venom hissed to prove a point.
Yes, I’ll go anywhere with you…/ This is the danger zone…/ This is where I came in…/ They know not what they do…/ Forgive them of their sins…/ They know they cannot take away…/ What you have given me…/
"Just go. All I want from him is answers…" I said. <…And the Tetseiga…>
The perverted monk sighed and gave up. "Fine. I trusted you this far. Let’s just hope it was not in vain…" With his final words, he left me to my solitary quest. I dashed off with blinding speed, following the hanyou’s scent. His scent became stronger and stronger till I came upon a cave that looked to once been inhabited by a bear or some other creature. It was sealed off with something. It appeared to be a boulder.
<…You protect your friends from *everything*…you even protect them from yourself…>
Digging my claws into the rock, I pulled it away from the cave entrance. There seemed to be some kind of tunnel no doubt leading to the main chamber of the cave. I stepped in almost immediately, bringing the boulder with me to close the cave so nothing else could enter and I traveled into the tunnel. It was damp and dark, but I didn’t mind. My youkai eyes could see through the darkness and I preferred the darkness. I came upon two other tunnels. I sniffed the air again and chose the tunnel with the strongest scent of my brother. ((Follow your nose to wherever it goes! ^^ heh heh))
I listened closely as I walked through the tunnel but heard nothing. Inevitably, I strode into the main chamber of the cave, golden orbs meeting hungry golden orbs. I stood there watching my brother, whom was curled up in a tight ball, like a cat. When he had heard me, he had abruptly looked up at me. I suddenly felt nervous around him. His pupils were dilated and his eyes glazed with need. He stood up, dusted himself off and stood in all his very *erect* and naked glory, his golden eyes never leaving mine.
"Sesshoumaru."
"Inuyasha." He said my name in his rich, deep voice. I nearly moaned from that. His eyes were nearly enough to undo me. They made me feel weak in the knees, despite their indifference and coldness. I was so hungry. I hadn’t eaten in nearly two weeks. Every time I had tried, my stomach forced me to vomit it all up. The other hunger, though, was far, far stronger then the hunger for food. I shivered with anticipation. All I knew was that I needed to mate now or else I’d explode. I had never gone through this before, although I remember father telling me about it. That’s why I left my friends. I didn’t want to hurt or kill them. And now my mate, well, to-be mate stood there watching me, waiting for me to act. The fire burned unbearably in my belly and I panted helplessly. No matter how many times in the cave I tried to finish it off with my hand, it was never enough.
I felt the incredibly strong urge to just jump his bones right now and take him like a wild animal would. I was still in my sane mind and I urged every fiber of my being to stay put. I didn’t want to hurt him…not like Naraku. No. Never would I hurt him like Naraku had. I wanted to be gentle. I looked at him seductively with half-lidded eyes.
"Sesshoumaru, come here…" I beckoned him. He didn’t move.
<…Figures. The gods should have made him a tree instead of a youkai…> I idly thought with amusement.
"Inuyasha, I didn’t come here to-"
"-What did you come here for?" I purred, my face looking as if I was daydreaming.
"Answers." He replied. I knew he wanted something else, but he wanted to start slow and easy. Making me angry now would be…suicidal.
I frowned. "Why answers?"
"Remember when I asked you *why?*…" He questioned.
"Hai." <…That is when I made you all *wet* and clean…>
"Why did you…" He trailed off. He didn’t want to say it.
"Save you?" I finished for him. He blushed. I stared in awe at his blush. I had *never* seen him ever blush before. The red blush on his porcelain skin was…just so…*cute*.
"Whatever you call it." He muttered. I know on the inside, his pride was diminishing.
I sighed. "Sesshoumaru, that’s just what brothers do…they’re supposed to look out for each other…*not* kill each other. Brothers are always there for each other…they help each other…they love each other…they are not enemies. At first, I didn’t know why I had rescued you, but now I know…" I answered. It was very hard for me to stay in control.
<…Shimatta, Sesshoumaru!…>
He stared at me, as if expecting more. As usual, his cold stare bored into my soul. I shivered again.
"I love you, Sesshoumaru." I finally said, meaning every word of it.
"That’s just your groin speaking." He spat.
"No, it’s not!" I argued, getting angry. <…Damn you, Sesshoumaru…>
"Look at you! Even now, you look like you want to jump me!"
"That’s because I’m in Heat, bakayarou!" I barked.
He sighed and looked away. I felt strangely cold when his gaze was unlocked from mine. I whimpered. I know, I know later I would have called *whimpering* pathetic. But right now I didn’t care. I wanted him.
Fade into color…/ Color into black and white…/ Under the bedclothes…/ Everything will be alright…/ I know that you know…/ Nothing ever stays the same…/ Said so I said so…/
"Just LEAVE! LEAVE, shimatta! Leave before I do what Naraku did to you! Just let me die! If you want the bloody Tetseiga so much, take it and leave it! Or better yet, kill me now! JUST KILL ME!" I cried out at him hysterically. I closed my eyes and waited for it. Instead, I heard the rustling of clothes being dropped to the ground. I was now flustered and curious. I opened one yellow eye and looked at him.
There he stood naked; his tall, taut, and lean body of sculptured perfection. My heart beat wildly behind my ribcage and before I could move or even blink, Sesshoumaru had me in his arms, his mouth crushed to my mouth. His cool flesh pressed against my hot flesh. He tasted like spice, rain, and a bit of cinnamon, cool and hot at the same time, which was to my liking. I repeatedly ran my clawed hands through his silvery mane, kissing him furiously. He cradled my head as he kissed me, shoving his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues battled each other for dominance and I intended to win. I grasped his tight butt with both of my clawed hands and he gasped into my mouth. I seized the chance and lightly pushed him onto the ground. He fell on his back without grace, sadly to say. I climbed on top of him and straddled him. Grinning wickedly, I rocked my hips against his, rubbing our arousals together as I watched him squirm underneath me. I buried my claws into his long hair, my scorching mouth kissing and nibbling at his neck. My mouth traveled down his neck to his chest, all the while leaving a trail of love bites all over his neck and chest, in turn he mewed softly. My tongue brushed against one of his nipples. He moaned lightly, arching his back slightly. I took that as a hint and licked it again. He moaned again. I nibbled at his nipple till it hardened and I caught it between my teeth, listening to his moans and loving the way he squirmed and writhed under me. The harder I bit and nipped at his nipple, the more his back arched into me. I pinched his other nipple till it turned hard, then I licked my fingers and touched it. He groaned loudly, his back arched even more.
"You like this, don’t you?" I asked huskily. He answered with a moan, but I wanted to hear him tell me with at least a word. My tongue brushed across the middle of his chest, striking one of his hot spots. <…Oh goody…> I twisted one of his nipples while my tongue licked his hot spot again. His body shuddered with pure bliss, our hips rocking together harder and harder, the friction sending delightful ecstasy to our groins.
"Well? Do you like this, Sessssshoumaruuu…?" I asked him again huskily, purposely rolling some of the letters in his name.
"H-H-HAI!" He cried. At this pace, we would be undone soon, but I didn’t want that. I wanted to show him that making love didn’t have to be rough and violent, that he could enjoy it as much as the one who took him.
The love will never speak its name…/ Never gonna find somebody like you…/ Beauty with a brain and a body too…/ I could never make a move on a woman that leads me on…/ She's got a little bit of something for everyone…/ It’s a little too late and the wolf is on the run…/
When I had stopped, he whimpered, which was too adorable. <…Sesshoumaru, WHIMPERING. Now, that’s a NEW one!…> I thought as I slid down his body, settling myself between his thighs. He stared at me with a quizzical look. I leaned over and gently licked the head of his shaft. He moaned loudly, arching his back again, unconsciously he spread his legs further apart, to my pleasure.
I breathed in at the sight of him: Sesshoumaru sprawled on the ground, back arched, claws digging into the ground, legs spread apart, sweat-glistened body and body contorted with pleasure.
I wanted to take him so badly at that exact moment. My body was quivering with need, hell; even my arousal was weeping. He looked at me, his golden eyes glazed with lust, so similar to my own lust-craven golden eyes. If I had paid attention to his neck earlier, I would have noticed the mark on his neck. Naraku had made that mark as his claiming bite. It was strange, since all the other bites and claw marks made to Sesshoumaru’s body by Naraku are long gone, not even scars. It seemed as if the tumble with Naraku had never happened. The only evidence of the rape was the mark on Sesshoumaru’s neck that was still visible. I didn’t notice that. I failed to notice Naraku’s mark till later on.
Yes, I’ll go anywhere with you…/ I always told myself…/ I would regret this day…/ That I would fall apart…/ And watch you walk away…/ That you would cry out loud…/ And I would stand aside…/
"Sesshoumaru…" I growled raggedly. "It’s time…I want you…" To prove my point, I spread his legs apart and he panicked.
"NO!" He cried, trying to move away. I frowned and chided myself.
"Sesshoumaru…" I said sensually.
"Inuyasha…no…no…NO!…" He closed his legs. I spread them apart by force.
"Sesshoumaru-sama, I only aim to please you. I want to make you feel like you have never felt in your life. Pure bliss. Nothing else but pleasure! Trust me, brother. I have not hurt you, yet, have I? I do not intend to, trust me. Please. I want to make love to you…" I pleaded.
He sighed. "Do with me as you will." He confirmed.
I took that as a yes and I had him suck on two of my fingers till they were coated with his saliva. I watched him stiffen as I slowly and carefully slipped one finger into him. When he got used to it, I slipped another one in. I started gently making scissoring motions with my two fingers, stretching him slowly and carefully. I glanced at him while I did this to him. He was still uneasy, but he did not object.
"Sesshoumaru, listen now. You have to relax when I enter you. Don’t move or jerk, hai? Think of something happy, something to distract you. Understand?"
He merely nodded and watched me carefully. I used saliva and pre-cum to coat my member. Taking a deep breath, I gently placed my hands on his hips to steady myself. Sesshoumaru didn’t want to watch after all. I saw him close his eyes and a peaceful expression rested on his visage. Rin. I knew he was thinking about her. She was no doubt the only happy thing he had in his life. But what do I know? I’m only assuming.
I positioned my member at his puckered entrance and ever so slowly, I pushed forward, sliding into him as slowly and gently as I could. I knew he was feeling pain and discomfort, but that would all come to pass. While I entered him, I took the liberty to suckle one of his nipples to give him a slight distraction. I could help but moan. He was so tight, so hot. In no time, I was sheathed fully inside of him, waiting for the both of us to adjust. I watched his face. I wouldn’t move until he bid me so. Minutes passed and only our breathing could be heard. His eyes opened and he gazed at me.
"I-I’m r-r-ready…" He said, his voice small and child-like. I knew he was still scared.
With his given permission, I thrust into him at a slow and gentle rhythm, aiming to hit the one spot I knew that would drive him crazy. On the third attempt, I hit his sweet spot and he gasped, arching his back again. I smiled toothily. I waited for him to respond.
"A-again!" Sesshoumaru ordered me, thrusting his own hips up to sheath my member. He wrapped his long legs around my waist and I resumed rocking into him.
I can fly…/ But I'll go anywhere…/ Yes, I’ll go anywhere with you…/ This is the danger zone…/ This is where I came in…/ They know not what they do…/ Forgive them of their sins…/ They know they cannot take away…/ What you have given me…/
"Oohhh…ohhh….Inuyasha!" He moaned. Something about *Him* saying *my* name encouraged me to ram into him harder and deeper. Both of us moaned and growled with lust and bliss as our bodies thrashed against each other.
"Say my name again, Sesshoumaru…" I ordered, kissing and licking at his chest while I thrust into him.
"NO!" He choked out stubbornly. I smirked and rammed into him, hitting his prostate hard.
"INUYASHA!" Sesshoumaru cried out. I continued at a fast pace, thrusting hard into him while ravaging his lips, face, and body with my own. One of my hands stroked his weeping member, making him scream louder with pleasure. His claws raked down my back as he repeatedly called out my name while I made love to him.
All too soon it seemed for the both of as Sesshoumaru came, and with a few more well aimed thrusts, I bit into his neck, claiming him as my mate as I came inside of him. I collapsed on top of him, clinging to him while the both of us panted like dogs. When I had finally caught my breath, I pulled out of him and sat on the ground, waiting for him to do something. Half of me expected him to kill me and the other half expected him to get up and leave. But he didn’t do either. Instead, he glanced at me; something clouded his lovely golden eyes. He reached out and spooned me to his chest, our legs mingling together. Loud purrs rumbled from our chests and throats. Both of us were well spent and I idly wondered how he felt. I could feel that what I had done with him had healed him more then any words or other actions could ever.
"Where…did you learn…*that*?" Sesshoumaru finally broke the silence.
"From our father." I answered without thinking first.
He sat up quickly and I almost tumbled out of his arms. "WHAT?"
I snickered. "Calm down. Father never had me. He merely *showed* me how to do it. He used mother to show me. He didn’t use me, don’t worry. He wanted me to know how it was done…just in case…" I assured him. He relaxed and laid us both down. I moved around, getting more comfortable. I buried my face into his chest, breathing in his wonderful scent. I felt warm and safe in his arms. For once, I felt as if my brother really loved me. For once, he wasn’t trying to kill me. For once, he was being a brother.
"Sesshoumaru?"
"Hn?"
"I could have died from not mating. Then you would have had the sword. You also could have just killed me and stolen the Tetseiga…"
"I know." He simply replied.
"Why?"
He seemed content to keep silence between us, but he answered me anyhow.
"You said that brothers helped each other. You helped me first…and I decided to help you, but…you have helped me yet again…" Sesshoumaru admitted.
"Thanks…" I replied.
"You do know that you’ll be in Heat for at least a week longer, right?"
I grinned mischievously. "Good."
"Little baka, I’m going to give it to you in the morning. You are going to pay for this…your ass will pay…" He promised, his voice rich, cold and indifferent. His eyes were cold as well. But they now held his pride once again. I could feel something else…a new warmth, a new love. I wasn’t sure, but I had believed that my brother finally loved me at the moment.
"I look forward to it." I whispered and yawned. We both drifted off to a dreamless and restful sleep in each other’s arms. Little did we know the horrors that were in store for us. Little did we know the great surprise that was in store for us. But as they say, all ends well. Hopefully, it didn’t end well, for I hoped it began, progressed, and THEN ended well. That was my wish, but as we all know, we don’t always get what we wish for.
~To Be Continued~