InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Day to Play ❯ What Now? ( Chapter 3 )

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Chapter Three

 

What Now?

 

 

(Please thank my wonderful beta, Hellfyrre, for all of her work. I've learned a lot since this fic was first written, hence, quite a few descriptive sentences have been added. Hope you like it!)

 

 

The first rays of dawn were creeping across the bed while Sesshoumaru gazed at the ebony-haired human held in his arms. Searching his memories, he remembered how he had protected Inuyasha from bullies while they had been growing up. He hadn't been able to be there all the time, but anyone who had touched Inuyasha paid a dear price. At least, until their father had been killed. That was when his life had changed. Up until that pivotal event, Inuyasha had always been his to protect. But had there been more to his feelings even then?

 

Unmindful that he was combing Inuyasha's hair with his claws, his thoughts drifted back to memories of watching, no, protecting, Inuyasha from afar. He had rarely let Inuyasha out of sight, smell, or hearing range. Inuyasha had been his only sibling, his younger, more vulnerable brother and he hadn't been willing to lose that to anyone. In the manner of a child, he had hated their father for sending Inuyasha away. It did not compare to his hatred of Inuyasha after their father had died protecting the small child.

 

`I feel about Inuyasha as I felt about him when we were young. Was father's death really Inuyasha's fault? Should anyone but father be responsible for his stupidity? After all, a man chooses his own fate.'

 

Sesshoumaru tried his best to make sense of his feelings, or to at least rationalize them, so that there wouldn't be a reason to return to their previous warring relationship. He wanted to keep Inuyasha. Forever.

 

The hair running between his fingers grew coarse, bringing him out of his thoughts.

 

“How is it that you have managed to survive this curse, Inuyasha?” he whispered to himself, reaching up to caress the soft flaps of Inuyasha's white furred ears. The hanyou stirred, snuggling deeper into Sesshoumaru's naked body. He pulled the black satin sheet over Inuyasha's shoulders, sliding his arm around to draw the hanyou near. Burying his nose into Inuyasha's hair, he continued tenderly caressing the soft pink furry ears. Soon, a soft rumbling in Inuyasha's chest reverberated against Sesshoumaru's skin.

 

`What will his reaction be when he wakes up? Am I willing to let him go if he chooses? Would I even want him if he were to reject me…my love for him? Should I kill him if he rejects me today? He is mine and no one else will have him. No one,' Sesshoumaru thought, determination ringing like a steel blade in his adept hand.

 

At the thought of that dead miko Inuyasha once loved ever touching his mate, a low growl rose from Sesshoumaru's gut into his throat. The growl grew even louder when the image of Inuyasha's new miko overlaid the other. She and Inuyasha were much too close for his liking. They were always in close proximity to one another, Inuyasha always protecting her with his life. And that's where his thoughts lay as Inuyasha began to awaken from the land of dreams.

 

How long had it been since he had slept during a moonless night? Inuyasha didn't have a clue as the question slid into his groggy mind. Warmth surrounded him as his body began to wake. Though the feel of soft, tender caresses on his ears startled him, he lay still and enjoyed the sensation. Memories of the night before flooded his mind, tempting him to push away and see if this truly was Sesshoumaru touching him. Instead, he relied on his sense of smell. Yes, it was his half brother. This person who had gently made love to the frail human the night before was the same person who had previously tried to kill him at every meeting.

 

`How could he love a human? And a hanyou at that? Why me? What does he want from me?' Inuyasha worried, doubting Sesshoumaru's motives. After all, it had only been one day. Not near enough to qualm any of Inuyasha's concerns.

 

The soft caresses to his ears and the heat of Sess's breath in his hair quieted his mind. He was comfortable, and except for the lingering questions, at peace. Inuyasha allowed his face to sink into Sesshoumaru's chest then reached across, holding Sesshoumaru in an iron tight grip while wrapping his left leg around Sesshoumaru's right.

 

Sesshoumaru smiled at the first good sign of the day and tenderly licked the inside of Inuyasha's left ear, bringing a quiver to the small body he held. Both were content to leave the questions for later and simply bask in the warmth and safety of each other's arms.

 

`More,' Inuyasha hoped when his ear was bathed in pleasant warmth.

 

Soft moist heat trailed up the inner flap of his left ear, the backside held in place by long, large, clawed fingers. Delight moaned from Inuyasha's lips as his leg tightened its hold on Sesshoumaru, his senses now very aware of Sesshoumaru's naked skin against his. Another lick and his body quivered and arched.

 

`How interesting,' Sesshoumaru mused, licking again while trailing his hand in circular patterns down Inuyasha's smooth back, feeling the ripple of quivering muscles underneath. A soft moan wafted across his chest while his hand journeyed down Inuyasha's hip, tugging it against him. He turned Inuyasha's head to lick the right ear, hearing his nickname whispered on the breath that was tickling his skin.

 

“Say it again, Inuyasha,” murmured Sesshoumaru, licking Inuyasha's ear with slow, tortuous strokes.

 

“Sesshoumaru,” Inuyasha rasped, turning his face up to lick his lover's neck.

 

“Again,” Sesshoumaru demanded, sucking hard on the flap of Inuyasha's left ear.

 

Inuyasha's body lurched into Sesshoumaru, his claws digging into Sesshoumaru's side as he cried out.

 

“Sessy!”

 

The hanyou beside Sesshoumaru panted for air and mewled while he continued to suckle the ear. Fisting his hands in the silvery white hair, he pulled Inuyasha's face away to gaze into half open golden eyes peering out of the crimson tinged face of a man-child, lips full and parted, the tips of fangs barely exposed. Sesshoumaru struggled to his side, facing Inuyasha and shoving their hips together. Inuyasha took in a sharp breath and closed his eyes as his arousal met his lover's, unable to fight the urge to grind the hardened shaft into Sesshoumaru's abdomen.

 

`Sesshoumaru doesn't seem to have changed his mind. It doesn't look like I will have to fight him today,' thought Inuyasha with relief. `Perhaps the wine had nothing to do with this.'

 

He still wasn't sure that Sesshoumaru didn't have some ulterior motive for bringing him back to life and…making love to him. If that was what had truly happened.

 

`Does he really love me? It's hard to imagine Sesshoumaru loving anyone but himself.'

 

Inuyasha looked up to study the face of the one he distrusted, hoping to see something that would reassure him that he was truly safe, truly loved. Last night, he had been too self-absorbed to care what happened, but today he was no longer the weak human. Though still, he remained emotionally empty inside, needing something to fill that gaping hole created by his parentage. How much was Sesshoumaru willing to give? He gazed into the demon's golden eyes with tentative hope. Lust showed on the surface, but nothing of what it might hide, nothing that would reassure him that they had a future together, that he would be whole for once in his life.

 

Seeing the questioning gaze of the one he had made his mate, a chill swept through Sesshoumaru and, for the evident mistrust, he was tempted to beat Inuyasha senseless. But he thought better of it, realizing that it would not quell Inuyasha's fear or answer his confusion. The last thing he needed was to have Inuyasha run away in fear of him, or for any other reason. This was his mate, his chosen, despite the odd circumstances.

 

“I told you last night, I do not play with toys,” whispered Sesshoumaru, trailing a claw along Inuyasha's jaw line. “I have made you my mate, Inuyasha.”

 

Sesshoumaru tried to overcome his habit of not showing his emotions so that Inuyasha would understand that he truly meant what he was saying. Wading through his anger at Inuyasha and allowing his gaze to soften was difficult, nearly to the point of impossible for his normally hardened, schooled expression. The question was,

 

`Am I succeeding?'

 

Inuyasha cringed at the anger seeping into Sesshoumaru's eyes, lengthening his claws in preparation for self-defense. Upon seeing the anger appear to dissipate, Inuyasha tentatively allowed his claws to retract.

 

“Mate?” muttered Inuyasha. “But…you're my brother…um…half brother.”

 

“And?” Sesshoumaru questioned in the flat tone that could only mean that their relationship would not be affected concerning this matter.

 

“You have no problem with the fact that we are both males and you are my half brother?”

 

“Why should I? I am the Lord of the Western Lands. I do as I please.”

 

“But won't your people revolt?”

 

“And risk death? I think not, little brother. And what of your friends?”

 

“I don't know. Right now…I'm not sure I want to think about it. There's so much…that I don't want to deal with back there.” Inuyasha lowered his eyes to hide the pain. It was none of Sesshoumaru's business. His problems were his own.

 

Sesshoumaru ran his fingers along Inuyasha's temple, back into his hair, gazing down to eyes that wouldn't meet his.

 

Sighing in frustration, Sesshoumaru asked, “Would you care to tell me about it?”

 

Inuyasha simply shook his head.

 

“No. I think I would rather…” Gazing up with hope into his lover's eyes, he hesitantly made a bold request. “make love with you.”

 

Once again, he broke their gaze in embarrassment. Instead he stared at Sesshoumaru's neck, reaching up to caress the pale skin. Sesshoumaru caught his hand, drawing it away.

 

“Do you play with toys, Inuyasha?”

 

“I have never played with `toys',” muttered Inuyasha, wincing at the idea that he would consciously toy with someone's affections.

 

“Never?”

 

“Not in the way you mean it.”

 

“And, what about now, Inuyasha?” asked Sesshoumaru, tipping Inuyasha's head back in an attempt to force Inuyasha to make eye contact.

 

Inuyasha thought about what Sesshoumaru was asking and was quite confused about his own feelings concerning his relationship with Sesshoumaru. He wanted to be loved, but was this the person that he wanted? Could he trust one who berated, insulted and humiliated him in the worst fashion? It would definitely be unwise. Nevertheless, that desire was so overwhelming, the need so great that it had driven him to taking his own life. How much worse could it get? Did it really matter?

 

“Well?” Sesshoumaru asked, becoming impatient.

 

“Don't push me, Sess. All I know is that I want to be here with you now. That's…that's really all I know, Sess,” Inuyasha nearly whined, not wanting to be rejected. Yet, his overwhelming desire for affection did not translate to love. In that sense, he was toying with Sesshoumaru. Though not malicious, it could still be seen as a form of deception.

 

Sesshoumaru rolled to his back and stared at the ceiling, not knowing if he should be angry, insulted, or pleased. Inuyasha had not truly answered his question. And it was obvious that Inuyasha refused to do so.

 

`Should I wait to decide whether or not he will die at my hand if he rejects me? Or should I try to convince him to stay, seduce him, permanently mark him as mine?'

 

Gently skating along his collarbone, Sesshoumaru barely felt his brother's fingertips upon his flesh. Though exasperated with Inuyasha, he eventually couldn't ignore the warmth rising in his chest, or deny the desire in his heart. Enjoying Inuyasha's tender touches, he closed his eyes and allowed his mind to drift along with those wandering fingers.

 

`Perhaps I will allow him seduce me and we shall see. Maybe…'

 

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Inuyasha and all associated characters are owned by Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I make no profit from this story, nor do I intend to. My only goal is to occupy my demented mind with delusions of actually owning a life-sized, anatomically correct Sesshoumaru.