Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction / Crossover Fan Fiction ❯ Seduction of Swords ❯ Battle of the Swords. ( Chapter 2 )

Sephiroth sneers when he notices the youkai is meticulously inspecting him. Finally, he arrives at the ring.

Sephiroth stops and looks up at the other male, and is the first one to speak, “Are you up for another fight?” he asks as he places his sword over his shoulder. “I do believe I would be more of a challenge than your last combatant.”

Sesshoumaru coldly glares at the man in front of him. He knows he is human; his scent conveys that, yet there is another scent coming from him, one that he cannot place. Something is different about this human. He is intrigued and desires to find out more about this other man.

“I am always ready for a fight, enter if you wish,” Sesshoumaru steps further back into the ring. “I will have the name of the one I shall soon defeat!” He begins to inspect the human closer. He stops when he gets to the human’s eyes, taking in the odd, yet beautiful color of them. Long black eyelashes draw attention to his bright jade green eyes, and they appear to have a strange glow to them. ‘Interesting. Very interesting. Why are his eyes so unusual?’ Sesshoumaru questions silently.

Sephiroth grabs the ropes and jumps over them, landing in the ring. Standing in front of the youkai now, he answers, “My name is Sephiroth. Do not be so sure you will defeat me so quickly and easily. I assure you, I will be a challenge to you, and you will possibly be the one losing!” he fearlessly states in self-assurance.

“And your name is?” Sephiroth asks, as he slowly looks over the youkai’s powerful body, licking his lips and drinking in every detail. He leisurely looks over the other male’s flawless pale skin. He stops when he reaches his eyes, fascinated by the amber color of them. Then he notices the line on his eyelids, his gaze moves to his cheeks. Its then he realizes that the line on his eyelids are the same magenta color as the twin stripes on his cheeks. ‘He is beautiful. I want him bad… Soon, I will have him soon…,’ his thoughts interrupted by the youkai’s voice.

“Are you quite done inspecting me?” Sesshoumaru asks. Agitated with the way the other man is looking him over. “The answer to your question, I am Sesshoumaru. A name you will remember as the one who defeated you!”

Smirking over the agitation, he is causing the youkai, Sephiroth probes, “Are you ready then to begin this then… Sesshoumaru?” he sneers inclining his head down slightly, and glares at the youkai.

Sesshoumaru takes in the way the human is glaring at him. The way his head is inclined, and how he is looking up through his dark lashes. He knows Sephiroth is trying to intimidate him. The youkai scoffs, he is not that easily intimidated. He does think the human looks dark, mysterious and deadly. Ready to begin, he warns the other man, “Prepare your self, human.”

Sephiroth gets in position, his left hand holding Masamune out to his side, his right hand placed out in front of him, with his palm turned up. Smirking, he wiggles his fingers, gesturing for the youkai to come at him.

Sesshoumaru charges forward, and is surprised when the human moves quickly out of the way. Turning around, he sees Sephiroth’s sword coming directly at him, he blocks the sword with his own. Backing up a few feet, he then advances onward to the human.

Sephiroth raises his sword to block an onslaught of strikes coming at him from the youkai. He is enjoying the look of surprise that quickly crosses Sesshoumaru’s face. He decides to make his move, sidestepping out of the way, lifting his sword as he sprints by him. The blade slices through the material on the arm of the youkai’s shirt.

Sesshoumaru is briefly stunned by how fast and skilled the human is. Raising his arm up, he checks the damage done to it. A large amount of blood has begun to flow down his arm from the serious cut. He is pissed that Sephiroth got the better of him. ‘I want his blood now!’ Sesshoumaru thinks angrily. He was holding back before, giving the other man a chance. Now he will show him who the superior fighter is.

Sesshoumaru’s eyes take on a look of feral blood lust. Turning around quickly, he sprints to the front of the other man, and blocks the strike coming at him. Using his weight, he forcefully pushes his sword against the human’s sword, and knocks Sephiroth slightly off balance. Pulling back Tokijin a few inches, he quickly runs by the human and attacks again. His blade cuts deeply through the leather coat and cuts Sephiroth’s waist.

Sephiroth grabs his waist, and hisses in pain, “SHIT!” he yells out, as he quickly inspects the damage to his leather coat and waist. The blood begins to flow quickly from the deep cut, down his side pooling at the top of his leather pants. Turning his attention back towards the youkai, and glaring viciously at him, he tells the other man, “I see you want to play rough, Sesshoumaru. We will play rough then!”

Sesshoumaru sneers at the heated words and looks Sephiroth is throwing at him. Wanting to irritate him more, he runs his fingers down Tokijin, cleaning the blood off of the blade. Leisurely raising his clawed fingers to his lips, he slowly licks off the human’s blood.

The sight of Sesshoumaru licking his blood off of his fingers, while maddening, is strangely arousing to Sephiroth. ‘Yes, the time has come for me to make my move and put that arrogant ass in his place.’

Sephiroth moves closer to Sesshoumaru, now in front of him he lifts his sword up, acting as he is going to attack. Sesshoumaru readies to block. Quickly Sephiroth squats to the ground, bending and placing his weight on his right knee and hand. He straightens his left leg, using a sweep kick he hits Sesshoumaru in the leg, making him stumble sideways.

Sephiroth jumps up quickly, and gets behind Sesshoumaru. Grabbing his shirt, he pulls the youkai back to him. Lifting up his sword, he places it against Sesshoumaru’s throat. He wraps his right arm around the youkai’s waist, pulling him closer.

Pressed into Sesshoumaru’s backside, Sephiroth leans forward and places his lips close to the youkai’s ear, and breathes out in a deep sensual voice, “My dear Sesshoumaru. Mmm… what a precarious position you are in now,” his hot breath dances across Sesshoumaru’s neck and ear. He lowers his right hand to the top of the youkai’s pants. Working his gloved hand down a little lower, he grabs Sesshoumaru’s belt buckle and pulls on it, trying to get it undone.

Sesshoumaru growls and starts to struggle against Sephiroth. He presses back into the other man, trying to get further away from the cold metal blade at his throat.

“You are encouraging me, Sesshoumaru,” Sephiroth warns, pressing firmer against the youkai’s ass, and rubbing his cock against it. Pulling harder on the belt buckle, he finally gets it undone.

Sesshoumaru stills when the human starts rubbing against his backside. He is suddenly aware of something hard pressing against his ass. ‘Is that damn bastard aroused?’ he furiously muses. He starts struggling again.

“Be still,” Sephiroth’s low and dangerous voice whispers against Sesshoumaru’s ear. Pressing the cold metal of the sword closer to the youkai’s throat to show he is dead serious. Pulling hard on the snap of Sesshoumaru’s jeans, he finally gets it undone. Slowly he inserts part of his gloved hand down the youkai’s pants. He smirks when Sesshoumaru gasps and tenses up.

Sesshoumaru is again stunned by the audacious actions of Sephiroth. ‘How dare that impudent human rub all over me, and touch me like this!’ Sesshoumaru begins to struggle again.

Tired of being in this awkward position, Sesshoumaru decides to use one of the youkai powers he possesses. Raising his left hand up, he grabs Sephiroth’s left wrist, piercing his razor-sharp claws through the leather and into his skin. Quickly he releases his green poison from his claws.

Hissing in pain, Sephiroth drops his sword. Sesshoumaru pulls away from him. Sephiroth quickly pulls his right hand from the youkai’s pants. He steps back and grabs his burning wrist. He moves to where his sword has fallen. Bending over to retrieve it, he turns his head a little, and sees a white blur behind him, coming at him fast. Reaching for his sword, he realizes his mistake to late.

Sesshoumaru closes in on Sephiroth, and hurls his body into the back of the other man. His body slams hard into the other, making Sephiroth lose his balance from the force of the impact, and fall face first to the floor. Sesshoumaru quickly jumps on top of the other male and straddles his hips. He leans in closer and grabs a handful of Sephiroth’s silver hair, pulling his head upward. Bringing his sword around to the front of the human, he presses it against Sephiroth’s throat.

“Now which one of us is in the precarious position, Sephiroth?” Sesshoumaru taunts as he jerks harder on the human’s hair.

Sesshoumaru smirks, savoring in the fact that he finally smells fear coming from Sephiroth. Just as quickly as the smell of fear comes, it vanishes. All he senses and hears now is the sound of dark laughter from the man below him.

Sephiroth laughs and rags the other man, “Sesshoumaru... I do believe you like pressing against me, and playing with my hair.” He lifts up a little and presses back against Sesshoumaru. “Are all youkai so rough and forceful? Is this the way you have sex too?” he starts to laugh more, when he feels the youkai tensing up again.

Swiftly Sesshoumaru jumps off of him. A low growl emanates from his chest. He flexes his claws, and starts to snarl. The light in the gym bounces off of his deadly fangs. His cold amber eyes watch the human closely. He has had enough of Sephiroth’s taunts. Raising his sword, he prepares to strike again.

Sephiroth gets up, and grabs his sword. He gazes over at Sesshoumaru. ‘He has deadly looking fangs. Mmm… how sexy. I wonder what all he can do with them?’ He ponders lustfully.

Sesshoumaru lunges for the other male again. Sephiroth does a back flip, and evades the attack. Sesshoumaru watches as the human fluidly flips through the air, and land smoothly on his feet. Sesshoumaru wonders how a mere human can flip like that, hold onto his sword, and land so gracefully.

Sephiroth smirks wickedly at the youkai, he knows he is getting to him. Using the tip of his Masamune, he runs it across the part of the ring that is against a wall, scraping it against the cement. The screeching sound it makes is horrific. He grins evilly when he sees Sesshoumaru cringe and growl from the sound its making.

“Ah Sesshoumaru, there are more ways to fight, than just to use our swords. I figured those cute elfish ears of yours would be sensitive to sounds,” he taunts, trying to piss off Sesshoumaru more. “How cute, are you growling at me?”

Sesshoumaru takes a deep breath, and coldly glares at Sephiroth, his eyes, blazing with rage, “Foolish human, you dare to mock me and tell me how to fight? Your mind games are annoying me. You have pushed me too far this time!”

Sesshoumaru rises up and flies through the air, landing in front of a very surprised Sephiroth. He backhands the human, sending Sephiroth flying into the same wall where he was just scraping the tip of his sword. Sephiroth is briefly stunned as his body makes contact with the wall. Catching his breath, he glares in anger at the youkai. He raises his sword, and goes to attack Sesshoumaru again.

Sephiroth lunges for Sesshoumaru, who sidesteps out of the way. Sephiroth runs by him, lowers his sword, and cuts through the youkai’s jeans and his thigh. Sesshoumaru winces in pain, and looks down at the deep gash on his leg. The warm blood begins flowing rapidly down his leg, pooling in his boot, and forming a puddle on the ground.

Sesshoumaru is infuriated, and dashes towards the human. Raising his left hand in the air and flexing his claws, he prepares to strike. The youkai swipes downward, grazing Sephiroth’s exposed chest. His claws rip four deep bloody gashes on Sephiroth’s upper body. The silver-haired male gasps from the pain, and grabs his chest. The blood starts to collect under his hand, moving his hand away, the deep cuts begin to flow rapidly. Wiping his hand on his pants, he lunges for Sesshoumaru again.

Both men raise their swords and start to run for the other. They both heatedly strike and block the others onslaught of attacks. Sephiroth blocks the youkai, and pushes forward with his weight, causing Sesshoumaru to back up a few feet. Sephiroth charges for Sesshoumaru again.

Sesshoumaru blocks and taunts the other man, “You are brave when you wield that long sword.” He swings his own sword to block another strike coming at him from Sephiroth’s sword.

Sephiroth stops, and pulls his sword back, “Would you like to do hand to hand combat?” Slanting his head down slightly and looking upwards to Sesshoumaru, giving him a cold dark glare, “I can fight either way youkai. Care to give it a try?” He watches the other man, waiting for an answer.

“Indeed human. I will fight you hand to hand,” Sesshoumaru answers, as he walks to the edge of the ring, and puts the sheath on his sword. Not trusting Sephiroth, he keeps his eyes on him at all times.

Sephiroth nods his head and walks to the opposite corner. He lays his sword down and carefully watches as Sesshoumaru does the same. His military training taught him, ‘always keep your eye on the enemy’. He notices the youkai is practicing the same behavior and training. ‘This will be very interesting. My turn to taste his blood now.’

The two powerful men get into position and face each other. Both have their hands, palms turned up out in front of them, waiting for the other to make the first move. They stalk back and forth watching each other.

Sephiroth makes the first move and runs for the youkai. Sesshoumaru bends forward at the last moment, his shoulder slamming into the human’s stomach, causing him to lose his balance. Sesshoumaru wraps his arms around Sephiroth’s waist and pushes his body backwards. They go back a few feet, until Sephiroth’s back hits the ropes and both men come to a complete stop. Sephiroth raises his left hand up, turns it sideways and slams it down hard onto the youkai’s shoulder. Sesshoumaru falls to his knees wincing out in pain.

“Good position for you, Sesshoumaru,” Sephiroth teases, as he grabs the youkai’s shoulders, pulling the white-haired male closer to his body. Quickly he bends his knee, brings it up, and slams it hard against Sesshoumaru’s face.

Sesshoumaru’s head snaps back from the force of the blow. He reaches out blindly and grasps Sephiroth’s thigh. His claws penetrate through the leather. Thrusting his claws in deeper, he impales them in the muscles of the human’s thigh.

Sephiroth tightens his grip on Sesshoumaru’s shoulder. He groans in pain, and tries to pull his leg back, causing the claws to rip deeper into his flesh. “Release those damn claws from my leg!” Sephiroth demands. When the youkai does not let go, the human decides he will make Sesshoumaru release him.

Sephiroth lifts up his left hand, and slams it down on Sesshoumaru’s shoulder and neck. Three more times he does this, slamming it down with more force each time. Sesshoumaru fights to keep a firm hold on the other male’s leg. The blows to his shoulder and neck are getting harder and more painful with each strike. The forth blow stuns the youkai, causing him to gasp and let go of Sephiroth’s leg.

Sephiroth steps back, and then lunges forward, knocking Sesshoumaru over. He jumps over the prone body of the youkai and moves a few feet away from him.

Sesshoumaru sits up and shakes his head to clear his foggy mind. ‘Damn human is tougher than I gave him credit for.’ He stands up slowly, and notices that Sephiroth is not in front of him now.

Sephiroth sneaks up behind Sesshoumaru. Leaning in closer to the other male, and turning his head slightly, he blows on the youkai’s ear, “Boo! Guess who?” Sephiroth asks sarcastically. Sephiroth wraps his arms around Sesshoumaru. He pushes forward and kicks Sesshoumaru’s legs out from under him.

Both men fall to the floor. Sephiroth lands on Sesshoumaru’s back. Fisting his hand in the youkai’s hair, he pulls his head back, and then violently slams Sesshoumaru’s face down on the ground two times in a row. Sephiroth yanks on the other male’s hair again, lifting his head up higher. He notices the crimson blood flowing from Sesshoumaru’s lips. He reaches around with his right hand and wipes his gloved fingers over Sesshoumaru’s mouth.

Sesshoumaru growls and pushes back, trying to get Sephiroth off of him. Lifting up on his hands, he balances his weight on his left hand. Bending his right arm, he thrusts his elbow back into Sephiroth’s ribs. He hears the human gasp out in pain. Sesshoumaru struggles to keep his balance on his left hand, he thrusts his right elbow back again, harder this time. Sephiroth quickly jumps off of the other man and stands up. With shaky breaths, he tries to breathe through the pain coursing through his body

Sephiroth waits for Sesshoumaru to stand back up and look at him. When the youkai is standing and glaring at him, he raises his gloved fingers to his lips. Seductively he licks some of the blood off of his glove. “Now I have a taste of your blood, Sesshoumaru.” Inserting two of his fingers in his mouth, he sucks the rest of the blood dripping off of his leather glove.

“You are playing a dangerous game human.” Sesshoumaru’s eyes flash dangerously. Suddenly he lunges for Sephiroth.

Sephiroth reaches out to block the youkai. Sesshoumaru abruptly stops in front of the other man and changes position, sidestepping to his right. Balling his right hand into a fist, he slams it into Sephiroth’s face. The force of the blow sends the human sprawling across the mat.

Sephiroth lands heavily, and slides across the floor. His mind is hazy, and his vision is blurred. He shakes his head to try to clear his foggy mind. He reaches up, touches his cheek, and winces in pain. Pulling his gloved hand back, he notices blood dripping from his glove. Sensing movement coming at him again, he braces for another attack.

Sesshoumaru runs to where Sephiroth has landed. Immediately he jumps on top of him, using his weight to keep Sephiroth down. Straddling the silver-haired male, he leans forward and grabs his arms, holding them down, trying to stop him from fighting back

Sephiroth struggles against Sesshoumaru. A dark, ruthless smile comes to his face as he figures out how to make Sesshoumaru let go of him. Lifting his head up, he runs his tongue over the blood on the youkai’s cheek. Sephiroth’s brazen actions shock Sesshoumaru. Sephiroth smirks and runs his tongue to the outer edge of the other male’s lips. Sesshoumaru growls and pulls his face away from the human’s tongue. The youkai coldly glares down at him, finally releasing Sephiroth’s arms. As Sesshoumaru starts to get up, he slams his fist down on Sephiroth’s stomach, stunning him briefly.

Sephiroth gasps, and fights to catch his breath again. When Sesshoumaru releases him and gets up, Sephiroth quickly rolls to his side and kicks Sesshoumaru on his knee, sending him tumbling backwards. Swiftly he stands back up.

Both men face each other and prepare to go at each other again. They are both determined to be the winner today. Exhausted, sore and bleeding; they still fight, refusing to give into the other. They are soaked in sweat, and panting from the rigorous fighting they are doing.

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The manager of the fitness center frantically paces back and forth. Somehow, he has to stop these two men in the ring. They have been going at it for over two hours now. He is worried they are going to kill each other. Other patrons of the club are waiting to use the ring. He shakes his head in frustration thinking about how long it is going to take the cleaning crew to get all the blood out of the ring.

He watches as the two men break apart again. Seeing his chance to get their attention, he grabs a metal folding chair and throws it between them. He inwardly cringes at the cold looks he receives from the both of them.

Taking in a deep breath and walking closer to the ring, he tells them nicely, “Look guys, you two have been at it for over two hours. It is about time to call this fight a draw. I have others waiting to use the ring.” Nervously he fidgets, waiting to see what the two commanding men will do.

Sephiroth and Sesshoumaru look at each other and nod in agreement at the same time. They both will agree to a draw for this match. Sephiroth looks over to the manager. “We are done. You may leave us now,” he smirks, watching the manager walking off and grumbling, running his hands through his hair.

Sesshoumaru lifts his left hand up and moves the sweat soaked strands of hair off of his face. “Yes, it was a draw. This time anyway,” he says smoothly. “You were a worthy adversary.”

“You were as well, Sesshoumaru. I hope we can do this again.” Sephiroth grabs his sword, and jumps out of the ring. He walks off to the showers, smirking as he leaves. His thoughts focused on how he will further entice Sesshoumaru. When he gets to the door leading to the showers, he stops and turns around. He is pleased to see that Sesshoumaru is watching him.

Sesshoumaru watches Sephiroth walk off to the shower area. He is quite intrigued over the abilities the human possesses. He desires to learn more about this Sephiroth. Grabbing his sword, he heads off to the showers as well….

TBC


Masamune- Sephiroth’s sword
Tokijin- Sesshoumaru’s sword

Chapter 3-One man lures another…

Note-First, a big thank you for all the reviews I have received on AFF and MM, and the e-mails I have also received. I really appreciate the sweet reviews. Thank you once again. To my sweet beta, thank you so much for everything!
This chapter was written while listening to Trapt’s ‘Headstrong’ over and over and over again. (x,x)