InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Beautiful: An Adventure in Parenthood ❯ The Crescent Moon ( Chapter 14 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Ravyn Skye 
Shinnoumaru is upset and Rin can't calm him. No one knows why until Sesshoumaru looks up to the crescent moon...
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.26.2010 | Updated On: 12.20.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 834 | Status: Work In Progress
Shinnoumaru is upset and Rin can't calm him. No one knows why until Sesshoumaru looks up to the crescent moon...
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.26.2010 | Updated On: 12.20.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 834 | Status: Work In Progress
A/N: Hey ya'll! Throwing this next little chapter of Beautiful up! I hope you all like it. *hearts*.
A quick note: I've allowed another author on here by the name of NadineJoy to use the NAME 'shinnoumaru' in her upcoming fic. If you see her using it in the future, please know that she asked me to use it. She is NOT using the CHARACTER of Shinnoumaru, just the NAME.
The small koinu was quite a headache for the grounds keepers, as his favorite past time seemed to running wild in the gardens and his prey-drive was incredibly strong. Anything moving was immediately chased, and caught, and chewed beyond recognition. A few small rabbits had already been claimed as his first kills.
"As expected from a son of mine." Sesshoumaru nodded with obvious pride when his son brought back the torn corpse of the small bunny.
"Shinnoumaru!" Rin had admonished, eyes watering at the sight of the bloody pulp, that had undoubtedly been a cute little bundle of adorable fur.
Rin had a very hard time accepting that her son was not being cruel… He was merely being a demon child. His instincts were to hunt and kill, and he was too young to overcome such instincts, even though he did not actuallyeathis kill yet. He still nursed from Rin, and on occasion Sesshoumaru's mother, though it was clear the pup preferred his mother's breast to his grandmother's teet.
It had been almost a full lunar cycle that they had been at the shiro, and as night was falling Rin was ready to lay her son to sleep, and curl into her mate's furs, and possibly spend a little… quality time with him.
His desire for her had seemed to go into overdrive, and her body was very close to completely healed; a full two weeks sooner than Kagome had predicted, (no doubt thanks to Sesshoumaru's meticulous and very through application of his healing saliva to Rin's nether regions) Rin felt ready to try and assuage both his needs and hers by making love.
While Sesshoumaru was busy elsewhere in the shiro, Rin had bathed and had the servants replace the sheets on the futon with freshly perfumed linens, and she had set candles about the room, and she'd slipped a vial of oil beneath a pillow. The young woman styled her hair and wore beautiful kanzashi dangling down, and had dressed in a beautiful pink kimono, with giant darker pink sakura petals fanning out from the center and had complimented such a robe with a still darker pink under layer, and a dark red obi… The overall effect was meant to suggest and resemble the way a woman's nether regions looked to a man. It was suggestive without being outwardly vulgar.
It was rare she was able to dress-up for her mate in a special way… Rare she could try and make herself look like the princess he deserved, and Rin was hoping he'd find her… beautiful.
It seemed that Shinnoumaru however, had other ideas for the night.
He was being… fussy.
Rin had tried everything; she'd tried feeding him, letting him outside, holding him, playing with him, giving him a bone to knaw on, in case he was teething.
None of these thing worked, and instead he kept whining, whimpering, putting his head down and pawing at his ears and muzzle. He tucked his tail between his legs and curled up – clearly miserable – but each time there was any distant noise, he snapped to attention and growled while baring his fangs.
Rin was at a loss; she'd never seen him behave this way, and she didn't know what to do to comfort him? She was in agony, seeing her son clearly in agony. She was very near to calling for a healer when Sesshoumaru opened the shoji door to their rooms and glanced down directly at his mate, who was petting his son and soothing him as best she could.
"Sesshoumaru… Something is wrong with him! Rin doesn't know what to do!" Rin was nearly in tears now, as Shinnoumaru's distressed behavior became worse and worse with every passing moment.
Instead of answering Sesshoumaru walked across the room and opened the shoji on the opposite side, the one that led directly out to the gardens; he glanced at the darkening sky and could see the crescent moon starting to make itself visible. His jaw clenched, and his hand fisted.
He glanced at his son, and narrowed his eyes. The boy's scent was already changing… His aura would not be far behind. Every demon in the castle would no doubt be able to sense this change.
He had… not considered this, and he cursed his own arrogance, for it was pride that had allowed him to forget what he knew of youkai with human mothers. He had been a fool to believe his son would be completely immune from any andalleffects of having human lineage.
We have to leave the shiro, as soon as possible.
No one can know…
No onemust know of this vulnerability… No one must know which night it is that Shinnoumaru… Transforms.
"Rin…" Sesshoumaru finally took the time to look directly at her, and he noted her appearance; he glanced around the room then, taking in the romantic atmosphere. She had obviously wanted to… He regretted that he didn't even have time to properly show his appreciation for the lengths she had so obviously gone to, to impress him.
He walked to her, knelt down and took his son from her arms, wrapping him once again in mokomoko, doing his best to cover the rapidly changing scent of the young pup.
Sesshoumaru knew he needed to move quickly, and he wished he could merely leave Rin here in the shiro while he took his son out alone for the night, but not only did he need Rin's milk to feed the pup, there was no telling whatformthis transformation might take and if the boy became… human… then he would need Rin's expertise in human… babies.
"Let's go, Rin." He intoned, clearly worried.
"But what's happening?" She cried, following her mate as he made his way out to the open air of the garden.
"Silence." Sesshoumaru commanded, not wanting to alert anyone in the castle that anything was 'happening'.
Rin was taken aback at Sesshoumaru's harsh reprimand. He almost never scolded her, and it… hurt that he would do so when she was clearly already worried and scared for her child.
With Shinnoumaru once again wrapped up and held in his furs, Sesshoumaru yanked Rin forward, hefted her against him, holding her beneath the knees and curling an arm around the back of her shoulders. He tucked her into his chest as protection against the wind as best he could, and in a flash of light he took to the skies with his family.
They were depending on him, now more than ever, to keep them safe.
Sesshoumaru would not fail them… either of them. In that single regard, he was not his father's son. No one he loved would die. Not him, not Rin, not his son. Not tonight, and not ever.
He had a family to protect.
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A quick note: I've allowed another author on here by the name of NadineJoy to use the NAME 'shinnoumaru' in her upcoming fic. If you see her using it in the future, please know that she asked me to use it. She is NOT using the CHARACTER of Shinnoumaru, just the NAME.
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The days passed for the small family and each day Shinnoumaru grew larger and stronger. His antics became favorite stories for the staff, and all were surprised that it was more often than not Rin who gently corrected his sometimes rambunctious behavior, while it was Sesshoumaru who indulged the pup beyond reason.The small koinu was quite a headache for the grounds keepers, as his favorite past time seemed to running wild in the gardens and his prey-drive was incredibly strong. Anything moving was immediately chased, and caught, and chewed beyond recognition. A few small rabbits had already been claimed as his first kills.
"As expected from a son of mine." Sesshoumaru nodded with obvious pride when his son brought back the torn corpse of the small bunny.
"Shinnoumaru!" Rin had admonished, eyes watering at the sight of the bloody pulp, that had undoubtedly been a cute little bundle of adorable fur.
Rin had a very hard time accepting that her son was not being cruel… He was merely being a demon child. His instincts were to hunt and kill, and he was too young to overcome such instincts, even though he did not actuallyeathis kill yet. He still nursed from Rin, and on occasion Sesshoumaru's mother, though it was clear the pup preferred his mother's breast to his grandmother's teet.
It had been almost a full lunar cycle that they had been at the shiro, and as night was falling Rin was ready to lay her son to sleep, and curl into her mate's furs, and possibly spend a little… quality time with him.
His desire for her had seemed to go into overdrive, and her body was very close to completely healed; a full two weeks sooner than Kagome had predicted, (no doubt thanks to Sesshoumaru's meticulous and very through application of his healing saliva to Rin's nether regions) Rin felt ready to try and assuage both his needs and hers by making love.
While Sesshoumaru was busy elsewhere in the shiro, Rin had bathed and had the servants replace the sheets on the futon with freshly perfumed linens, and she had set candles about the room, and she'd slipped a vial of oil beneath a pillow. The young woman styled her hair and wore beautiful kanzashi dangling down, and had dressed in a beautiful pink kimono, with giant darker pink sakura petals fanning out from the center and had complimented such a robe with a still darker pink under layer, and a dark red obi… The overall effect was meant to suggest and resemble the way a woman's nether regions looked to a man. It was suggestive without being outwardly vulgar.
It was rare she was able to dress-up for her mate in a special way… Rare she could try and make herself look like the princess he deserved, and Rin was hoping he'd find her… beautiful.
It seemed that Shinnoumaru however, had other ideas for the night.
He was being… fussy.
Rin had tried everything; she'd tried feeding him, letting him outside, holding him, playing with him, giving him a bone to knaw on, in case he was teething.
None of these thing worked, and instead he kept whining, whimpering, putting his head down and pawing at his ears and muzzle. He tucked his tail between his legs and curled up – clearly miserable – but each time there was any distant noise, he snapped to attention and growled while baring his fangs.
Rin was at a loss; she'd never seen him behave this way, and she didn't know what to do to comfort him? She was in agony, seeing her son clearly in agony. She was very near to calling for a healer when Sesshoumaru opened the shoji door to their rooms and glanced down directly at his mate, who was petting his son and soothing him as best she could.
"Sesshoumaru… Something is wrong with him! Rin doesn't know what to do!" Rin was nearly in tears now, as Shinnoumaru's distressed behavior became worse and worse with every passing moment.
Instead of answering Sesshoumaru walked across the room and opened the shoji on the opposite side, the one that led directly out to the gardens; he glanced at the darkening sky and could see the crescent moon starting to make itself visible. His jaw clenched, and his hand fisted.
He glanced at his son, and narrowed his eyes. The boy's scent was already changing… His aura would not be far behind. Every demon in the castle would no doubt be able to sense this change.
He had… not considered this, and he cursed his own arrogance, for it was pride that had allowed him to forget what he knew of youkai with human mothers. He had been a fool to believe his son would be completely immune from any andalleffects of having human lineage.
We have to leave the shiro, as soon as possible.
No one can know…
No onemust know of this vulnerability… No one must know which night it is that Shinnoumaru… Transforms.
"Rin…" Sesshoumaru finally took the time to look directly at her, and he noted her appearance; he glanced around the room then, taking in the romantic atmosphere. She had obviously wanted to… He regretted that he didn't even have time to properly show his appreciation for the lengths she had so obviously gone to, to impress him.
He walked to her, knelt down and took his son from her arms, wrapping him once again in mokomoko, doing his best to cover the rapidly changing scent of the young pup.
Sesshoumaru knew he needed to move quickly, and he wished he could merely leave Rin here in the shiro while he took his son out alone for the night, but not only did he need Rin's milk to feed the pup, there was no telling whatformthis transformation might take and if the boy became… human… then he would need Rin's expertise in human… babies.
"Let's go, Rin." He intoned, clearly worried.
"But what's happening?" She cried, following her mate as he made his way out to the open air of the garden.
"Silence." Sesshoumaru commanded, not wanting to alert anyone in the castle that anything was 'happening'.
Rin was taken aback at Sesshoumaru's harsh reprimand. He almost never scolded her, and it… hurt that he would do so when she was clearly already worried and scared for her child.
With Shinnoumaru once again wrapped up and held in his furs, Sesshoumaru yanked Rin forward, hefted her against him, holding her beneath the knees and curling an arm around the back of her shoulders. He tucked her into his chest as protection against the wind as best he could, and in a flash of light he took to the skies with his family.
They were depending on him, now more than ever, to keep them safe.
Sesshoumaru would not fail them… either of them. In that single regard, he was not his father's son. No one he loved would die. Not him, not Rin, not his son. Not tonight, and not ever.
He had a family to protect.
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