InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Day to Play ❯ Truth's Freedom ( Chapter 10 )

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Chapter 10

 

Truth's Freedom

 

 

 

Hasn't it been this way since time began? We fight the minor skirmishes to keep the major wars at bay? It is safer, but which costs us more?

 

Inuyasha barely heard Sesshoumaru's question as he ever so carefully tugged the long strands of silvery hair, now soaked with blood, from the wound in his lover's back.

 

“Sess…” he whispered. His brow creased at the pain he knew his mate must be enduring; and that without complaint.

 

“Why do you ask me such a thing?” muttered Inuyasha.

 

Sesshoumaru was trembling from the loss of blood and the weakness from his internal war with Tokijin.

 

“You…said…I took you…when you were weak,” gasped Sesshoumaru then collapsed to the bloody ground.

 

“Sessy!” cried Inuyasha then reached out and embraced Sesshoumaru from behind.

 

Embarrassed at the shouted nickname, Inuyasha felt like a small child again, the child who had lost his parents and had been shunned by his only brother. He knew Sesshoumaru wouldn't die were this wound inflicted by an ordinary sword, but Tokijin was different. It was made from the fang of one of Naraku's incarnations, a vile beast that Inuyasha had slain. Its evil had taken over its maker and only Sesshoumaru had the ability to wield it unaffected. That's what everyone thought anyway. Also, this was not the only wound, and Inuyasha knew it.

 

“Why did you do this?!”

 

“To…save you. Pain separated me from..ung…Tokijin” rasped Sesshoumaru. “Answer me…mate.”

 

“I love you. Why can't you just be happy with that?”

 

“Some…emotions can become stronger than others, Inuyasha,” he groaned as his shoulders were tugged into Inuyasha's lap. “You've seen that. Why did you stay?”

 

Inuyasha rubbed his temple. He didn't want to do this, to hurt his mate, but he could see that there would be no getting out of it. Sighing, he tenderly combed the silver strands from Sesshoumaru's face and kissed the pale cheek of his mate.

 

“At first…I was confused. I am always weak when I become human and it doesn't happen all at once. I was already losing my demon blood by the time you found me. It doesn't just affect my body, but everything else too. All those human emotions started running through me and I didn't know how to handle it. But, what made that day worse was that I realized I had to make a decision that I didn't want to make. Someone was going to get hurt and it pissed me off and broke my heart at the same time. I didn't want to face it, Sess…” Inuyasha trailed off.

 

Sesshoumaru looked up to find Inuyasha gazing into nothingness, his face slack with sadness.

 

“I didn't understand all this. It's taken a long time to figure it out. You know what an idiot I am, Sess.” He turned a self-deprecating gaze to Sesshoumaru.

 

Gentleness was not Inuyasha's forte, but he was trying his best. No more wars, not today. Sesshoumaru was too weak to do much but give Inuyasha a half-hearted smile. Inuyasha turned his face forward again as his fingers continued to play in Sesshoumaru's hair.

 

“With all the shit that happened just as I was turning human, I just gave up, Sess, and you were there.” Inuyasha sighed. “I used you, Sess. I was running away and you were there. You were a bastard, but at least you were honest about it. I couldn't even be honest with myself. I used the one person whose acceptance I craved and was least likely to get. When I figured it out, I hated myself. Don't get me wrong. I hated you too. I did feel that you had taken advantage of me. I'm sorry, Sess,” whispered Inuyasha.

 

Sesshoumaru remained silent, his heart shattering into a thousand pieces. Even through the physical pain, Sesshoumaru was still covering. His expression was as blank as ever.

 

Inuyasha smiled, but it didn't quite reach his eyes.

 

“Well, I still think I can beat the shit out of you, but I didn't want your death to be the cost of my freedom. Besides, I couldn't afford to hurt the one person whose efforts to love me seemed genuine. If it were real, then you had tried to, not only give me a brother, but a lover and mate a well, a virtual banquet.”

 

Sesshoumaru winced. `…'my freedom'…as though he were a prisoner.'

 

“That's not all. I…Even though I believed you took advantage, being with you felt right. When we touched…” Inuyasha traced his finger along Sesshoumaru's ear. “When we kissed…” He leaned down and feathered parted lips across Sesshoumaru's cheek. “When we embraced and made love...everything was right. I was complete. There were moments when trust didn't matter. During those times, I was free to love you and to believe that you loved me. I think that's more the reason why I didn't want to leave you, Sess…for those times. Those moments were the happiest in my life and didn't want to give them up. So, you see, I used you.”

 

Though he quivered beneath Inuyasha's touch, Sesshoumaru's face remained turned away, his stare still blank.

 

“It's not like that anymore, Sess,” Inuyasha whispered and leaned down to press his cheek against Sesshoumaru's. "It may not be saying much, but I trust you more than I trust myself. I know I'm a prick, but…” Inuyasha slid his hand under Sesshoumaru's face turning it to face him. “I love you, Sess,” he whispered against his mate's lips, caressing Sesshoumaru's soul with his golden orbs. “I don't despise you or hate you. It was so hard getting to this place, so please; don't ever ask me that again.”

 

With their lips barely touching, he stared intently into Sesshoumaru's eyes, willing his brother to understand. “Do you believe me? That I love you and want to be with you?” asked Inuyasha, searching the golden eyes, a mirror of his own. Despite the lack of expression, Inuyasha had seen the hurt in his mate's eyes and hoped that he had calmed Sesshoumaru's fears.

 

Even though, deep down, he knew it was true that Inuyasha had truly despised him early on, it cut to the bone to hear the actual words. Though Inuyasha had tactfully avoided using that word, there was little difference. The fact that Inuyasha loved him would never heal that wound. Only time could do that. Nevertheless, hearing that Inuyasha now believed in their love for one another, soothed his soul. Inuyasha did not intend to leave him to live the lonely life he believed he had left behind those many years ago. Despite the knowledge of Inuyasha's previous feelings, his admission filled Sesshoumaru with relief.

 

Finally, freedom from the darkness of constant doubts. Sesshoumaru had gotten what had he wanted, what he had so desperately needed, and a little lightening of the mood was in order. He closed his eyes, taking Inuyasha's bottom lip between his own and tugged. Their lips caressed one another with gentle tenderness, the gorge between them bridged. No more walls. No more pitfalls.

 

Their lips smiled against each other. Sesshoumaru slid his right arm up along Inuyasha's back and through that long white mane until it rested behind Inuyasha's head. His left hand skimmed up Inuyasha's right arm. Inuyasha gasped, trembling. Wet, sticky blood coated Sesshoumaru's palm.

 

From their many fights, Inuyasha knew that, sometimes, physical pain could dull a heart's anguish. He reached across, placing his hand above Sesshoumaru's, and pressed hard, squeezing the wound as he buried himself in the Sesshoumaru's lips. Sesshoumaru understood as Inuyasha groaned. He squeezed and kneaded the wound harder sliding his tongue into Inuyasha's mouth, sucking hard at the lips, cutting with his fangs. Blood weeping from the wound carried with it the anguish that Inuyasha desperately needed cleansing from his journey into the past. Feverishly, he searched out Sesshoumaru's right hand and placed it on the gash in his left arm. Small whimpers of pain and pleasure moaned into Sesshoumaru's mouth while he manipulated the wounds on Inuyasha's arms. The upper sleeves of the fire rat robe lay heavy in blood, the same blood dripping over the hands now moving to untie his sash.

 

Inuyasha followed Sesshoumaru's lead. With great care, he untied Sesshoumaru's obi and parted the blood-soaked kimono. Tearing his lips from Sesshoumaru, he opened he raised heavy eyelids.

 

Inuyasha licked his mate's lips, sharing jagged breaths before allowing his eyes to search across the plane of Sesshoumaru's chest then down to his wounded abdomen. Inuyasha grimaced. Were it not for the fact that Sesshoumaru's blood was untainted, full-demon, his body would have given the ground every last drop by now. As it was, Sesshoumaru's body was already healing. The wound was still open and wet, but not actively bleeding. Inuyasha slid off his kimono, using the dry areas to clean Sesshoumaru's abdomen. Sesshoumaru watched with interest occasionally jerking at an unexpected sear of pain and, Inuyasha cringed every time.

 

“I'm sorry, Sess. I'm trying to be careful,” murmured Inuyasha and avoided looking into his mate's pained expression.

 

`He doesn't know,' thought Sesshoumaru to himself.

 

“Remove your shirt,” Sesshoumaru insisted.

 

Inuyasha did as requested, expecting that Sesshoumaru simply wanted to inspect his wounds. Sesshoumaru frowned and reached out to touch Inuyasha's abdomen. In his struggle with Tokijin, Sesshoumaru had not realized that he had inflicted this wound and Inuyasha had not shown any recognition of it. His hand drifted to Inuyasha's right arm as he reached out with his other hand. Carefully tugging on Inuyasha's arm, he brought the wound to his lips and stared intently into Inuyasha's eyes. While he had Inuyasha distracted, he began tenderly licking the blood from the edges of the cut.

 

“Sess? Marking is one thing. This is a bit much.” Inuyasha frowned in bewilderment.

 

Sesshoumaru gave him a hard stare before closing his eyes and inching his tongue into the bottom end of the wound.

 

“Sess!” gasped Inuyasha, tensing his stinging arm and trying to pull away.

 

Sesshoumaru's hold on Inuyasha's arm turned into an iron grip as his tongue trailed up through the length of the gash. Liquid heat seared the open flesh.

 

“What the hell are you doing, Sesshoumaru? Stop it!” exclaimed Inuyasha as he attempted to free his arm.

 

Sesshoumaru growled and glared up at Inuyasha. Again, he started at the bottom end of the open cut, dipped his tongue in, and lathed it with his juices. This time, the burn was hot, but not searing. The next was a pleasant warmth that turned erotic, sending sparks through Inuyasha's abdomen, straight down to his groin. Inuyasha watched as the wound slowly closed under Sesshoumaru's gentle lathing. By the time he was finished, the skin was whole, perfect.

 

“I don't understand,” muttered Inuyasha while examining his arm.

 

“An experiment, Inuyasha.” Sesshoumaru gestured by passing his hand over his own wound.

 

“But…I'm not full demon.”

 

“As I said, an experiment, Inuyasha.” Sesshoumaru gazed intently at his mate.

 

Inuyasha curled his upper lip in disgust, his stomach protesting. This wound wasn't a simple gash. Sesshoumaru had run Tokijin clean through his body.

 

“For me, my mate,” whispered Sesshoumaru and lightly touched Inuyasha's arm.

 

Inuyasha met Sesshoumaru's gaze, trying to relax and unwind the knot in his stomach.

 

“For you,” he nodded then shifted and lifted Sesshoumaru's upper body from his lap.

 

Inuyasha procrastinated, trailing lingering open mouth kisses from Sesshoumaru's satin lips, down his neck, lapping his collarbone, continuing to travel across the plane of his chest, and finally down the center of his abdomen where the object of his dismay lay. Two deep breaths steadied him. The tip of Inuyasha's tongue tested the blood that was heavily smeared around the wound. It did not scorch his tongue, though it tasted of somewhat bittersweet spices—not wholly unpleasant. As he cleaned, the scent warmed his nostrils, cheeks, and ears. Thankfully, by the time he reached the gaping entrance, his senses were somewhat dulled.

 

Sesshoumaru shuddered at the first tentative probe of his mate's tongue. Warm and pleasantly exotic were the juices dripping from Inuyasha's tongue. Would the attempts from a hanyou be successful? Sesshoumaru didn't know, but he was enjoying this all the same. The weight of Inuyasha's left arm over his hips and pelvis warmed his groin while the right hand heated the wall of his chest over his heart.

 

The more time Inuyasha spent delving into the bittersweet flesh, the more foggy his mind seemed to become until he was completely absorbed in his ministrations. All he could feel was his mate beneath him, his mind filled with visions of the tall regal beauty he was proud to call his own. Now, he was truly complete. Nothing was off limits to his lover. His heart opened wide and spilled his love into Sesshoumaru's body. As the depth of the wound decreased, the moans and tremors of his mate increased and sent heat coursing through Inuyasha's body.

 

With the wound completely closed, Inuyasha bathed Sesshoumaru's belly with his tongue, unknowingly sending flames licking along his mate's skin. He didn't stop there. Beneath his arm, he could feel Sesshoumaru's stiff arousal. As he teased Sesshoumaru's belly button with the very tip of his tongue, Inuyasha lazily dragged a claw across the cloth binding the hard length.

 

“Enough, Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru panted. “I must…unng...” he moaned, “...tend to your injuries.”

 

Inuyasha seemed to put great effort into drawing himself up from the delicious treat before him.

 

“Aw, come on, Sessssh. I was haffing so much fun,” he slurred as his upper torso swayed.

 

“Inuyasha?” Sesshoumaru rose to his elbows and furrowed his brow in confusion

 

“Hummm?” grinned Inuyasha, raising his eyebrows ridiculously high as he tried straightening his shoulders.

 

Sesshoumaru reached out and caught Inuyasha just as he fell backward. He studied the hanyou's lazy grin and glazed eyes.

 

“Tha wass nice,” Inuyasha drawled as his eyes began to roll up into his head.

 

“The human blood, flowing through your veins, must be intoxicated…or poisoned,” murmured Sesshoumaru. `Perhaps, I should not have asked him to do this.'

 

Standing, Sesshoumaru swept the limp drunken hanyou into his arms and headed for the nearest hot spring.

 

 

 

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Thank you for the awesome scores and wonderful review. I appreciate it very much. It seems that everyone is too busy these days to review. @_@ I'm glad you chose to stick with the story, despite it being mpreg. ^_^ Thanks again for the review. I'm flying without a beta, so it really helps.

 

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Disclaimer

 

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.

 

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