InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Comprehendible nonsense in illuminating twilight. ❯ Contemplated Ignorance ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Comprehendible nonsense in illuminating twilight.

 

Author: Kiten Kaiba

 

Rating: X, NC17, R18+ (whatever rating code you use ^^; )

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha; the manga or anime… they belong to Rumiko Takahashi and co.

 

Warnings: Yaoi, Incest, AU, OC

 

Pairing: Sess/Inu

 

Summary: Inuyasha is so far from the normal daily routine he had fallen into that it's starting to scare him. A long winter in a snowed-out manor with psycho family members that have suddenly accepted him is surreal. Take that, a punishment to deliver, his brother's bizarre hobby, and the hanyou is starting to think nothing will faze him anymore.

 

Authors note: Yo ^^ It's me, Kiten Kaiba; back again with another fic. Now if you've read my other two decent fics (not those back-of-the-notebook pieces of crap I did years ago) Lady of the West and Puppy Love then you may not like this one. Yes I'm taking a break from het and writing a Yaoi fic of Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru. They are by far my favorite Inuyasha paring; closely followed by Sesshy and Rin (too cute).

 

Important Read First: This fic contains more than its fair share of OC's and I usually avoid that at all costs. However this is only just an AU fic so please tolerate my slightly off-the-beat take on the Inuyasha universe. And my REALLY off beat characters.

 

MEGA IMPORTANT: Thanks and many huggles to my friends Snowfall and Neko. Not just because they are awesome; they roleplay with me and have helped me so much... and they also yell at me when my spelling or grammar stinks. ^^; None of my fics would have been possible without either of those two.

 

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Chapter Title: Contemplated Ignorance

 

It was unthinkable, the bounty I had found hidden in the dotted villages of the western lands. Relations between humans and youkai were as frequent and as common as the wind, but humans that could conceive or sire hanyou? Now that was a rare thing indeed.

 

Hanyou.

 

I had heard of youkai becoming addicted to human blood. Was it so strange to find the mix such a sweet and sinful delicacy?

 

It took little effort to get the hanyou to follow me away from its home. More often than not, the hanyou's human family hand them over like it was nothing. I had to be discreet with my feeding; I could not risk the others finding me.

 

This dream needed to last. Here, I was feared and powerful. Here my victims begged and continue to weep, even after I had broken them in every way short of killing them. I would keep the ones I loved to taste the most alive for days. Some even proved great for conversation. Jinenji was such a one. He didn't flinch after the first day of cutting and spoke freely. But he never looked me in the eye. It only took the promise that I hadn't - and wouldn't - touch the thing's mother for the hanyou to begin to speak to me. He talked of his father and of how he learned to tend injuries. At times, I wondered what Jinenji would think if he had known that his ramblings helped to prolong the lives of my future victims. After all, the ability to keep out infection could go a long way.

 

My most favored had been a tiny bat hanyou. Strange… she was to be my last to keep alive. Unlike the others, she had both humans and youkai that cared for her. Her blood had been so sweet but her body proved sweeter, I would not kill her.

 

I did not kill her. My little Shiori had convinced me she understood me, had spoken words that could almost be called affectionate. I had been convinced she could handle my love, that she could contain my thirst. When I finally freed her, one of her clan members told her, told her of how I had gone back and killed all who did not flee. Couldn't she see? They had to be removed. How could I allow them to take her from me?

 

In the end, she blamed herself. Why didn't she understand I had to? They would have taken her from me! When I returned for her, she just looked at me, her eyes so dead it hurt to look at them. Moments later, she slit her throat with that blade she had hidden so well in that white sleeve. I reached her body moments after the blade had been drawn across her pale throat, spilling the blood I craved with my soul.

 

After that, I stopped caring about being seen, about the others, and killed... I killed and I fed as I saw fit. Word of my doings eventually reached the ears of my cousin Sesshoumaru. Strangely enough my cousin had not chosen to take me on in a fight. The council were the ones to bring me down. It no doubt saved my life for my parents would not condemn their own son.

 

My name is Yukido. I do not see myself as a monster. I do not view my killings as a crime. If they were, then killing to eat was a crime and everyone was guilty. Why should I have to suffer for it and not them? I know I had loved. I know she betrayed me. I have done no wrong. The close-minded views of those around me will not convince me otherwise.

 

And so Yukido, the youngest son of Kokoro and Raiton, the highest members of the inu clan council, awaited his so-called punishment. He would take whatever they viewed as just, and endure it. The one thing eternity promised him was that he would once again find a time that he could feed. He would not, however, allow himself to love again.

 

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Fine silk, soap, and perfumes all presented before him… it was all somewhat unnerving. This whole situation was unnerving, but the hanyou had no choice in the matter. His hair was still wet from a rather disastrous bathing session; disastrous because apparently servants were expected to help wash you.

 

Understandably this did not go over well with Inuyasha, whose already lousy mood became down rite loathsome. With much displaced grievance, the hanyou dressed in the silken kimono provided. The room was warm from the steaming hot spring; creating the illusion that winter was not well in play just beyond the walls of the bathhouse. A tap at the bamboo door had the boy's scowl turned towards it; he really needed something to vent this irritation.

 

“What!?” Inuyasha called, not caring who it was. This day couldn't get much worse.

 

“Still not ready little brother?” came Sesshoumaru's smooth voice.

 

Okay, scratch that last comment. Apparently things could get worse. “Fuck you, I'm almost done,” the younger brother replied finally getting the kimono on straight.

 

“Inuyasha the council cannot be kept waiting.” The youkai replied dryly.

 

“Relax, I'm ready,” Inuyasha grumbled, coming out the door. “Okay let's go over this one more time, just so I'm clear.”

 

“You're here to see the family elders, to both announce your placing within the pack and to decide on my cousin's punishment,” Sesshoumaru stated as they began walking down the stone pathway leading up to the main building.

 

“Okay right, your cousin… what was his name again?”

 

“Yukido, he's the youngest son of my mother's sister,” Sesshoumaru clarified, aiming to answer unasked questions; hopefully it would save some time.

 

“And he's the bastard that's been slaughtering hanyou within your lands, without your knowledge or consent… that little bat Saiori and the healer Jinenji among them,” Inuyasha seethed. He had been requested to hand out the inu youkai's punishment, apparently anything just sort of death was allowed.

 

“Yes, when I informed the council of what was going on you were brought up. They wanted to know why the killing of nobody hanyou was unwelcome and all the while I intended to kill my own hanyou brother. I had to announce my change of mind towards your life far earlier than the moonlight reunion to be held thirty years from now.”

 

“Yeah truce revealed. You bastard, to them before me! Geez this is totally messed up I have a whole fucking list of shit that I want done to him, Saiori was just a little girl. Why do they want me to do it?”

 

“They feel a hanyou from the family deciding his fate would be poetic justice, and to show you that you do hold worth and power within the family now. And I have to confess I will hold no power over you from today, if I kill you I will be punished severely.” Sesshoumaru said; his voice remaining as even and emotionless as his face.

 

“So why the change of mind?” Inuyasha asked finally getting to the question that had plagued him since this all started.

 

“You survived on your own from a young age and have proven a decent warrior. I cannot justify ending your life when you hold honor and leadership with such high belief. I wanted you dead because I thought you would be weak and deformed; you have grown to be neither.”

 

“So I'm good enough to be part of your family now, a lowly hanyou!” Inuyasha spat throwing his brothers own words at him.

 

“You would not be here if that were not the case, I take it you will not forgive my actions?”

 

“Not in this century or the next!” Inuyasha snapped back. No matter how much he secretly wanted to be accepted in this family, he would not forgive being treated like he meant nothing, was worth nothing.

 

“Perhaps the one after that then.” Sesshoumaru replied, Inuyasha would forgive him in time the boy was too emotional and the desired for family and companionship would drive him to forgiveness. The youkai knew he did not deserve it, but them hating each other for no real reason didn't make sense to him anymore.

 

He placed the blame for this on that human girl, dear little Rin who lost her brothers to bandits. She could never understand why Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha fought and questioned it constantly. It was the one thing his simple orders could not silence and he was forced to ponder the question each time she asked. It did not take all that long to realize that he had no legitimate reason to hate Inuyasha, however it took forever to admit it to himself and even longer to admit it to the council. And as Inuyasha had said before, that all happened without the hanyou's knowledge; his younger brother was the last to know.

 

Inuyasha just glared at his brother, he would never forgive him. But wasn't that why he was here? Because he wanted to forgive the family that rejected him, well, gave his brother the right to reject him. That was what really ticked him off; as the eldest son Sesshoumaru gained all power and placing of their father. That covered everything, including the right to kill off bastard offspring; apparently he was sired before the elders gave their blessings. Fuckers.

 

“So you change your mind and this guy gets the third degree, he's older then you right?” Inuyasha questioned.

 

“Yes and stronger unfortunately, this is why I had to bring the council into all this.” Sesshoumaru replied, hiding his bitterness well; it sucked being born off season… there wasn't another in the pack that wasn't at least three hundred years older or four hundred years younger. On the other hand he had been spoilt beyond belief when he was younger; the only young pup for nearly four hundred years… life had been good.

 

“Keh, what's the fucker doing here anyway? Doesn't he have lands of his own to torment?”

 

“Inuyasha, he is the youngest of four. The chances of him gaining lands even after his father dies are slim. He is a bitter and pathetic nobody who isn't all that strong considering his age, and before you ask he's two thousand and fifty-six.” Sesshoumaru was more then a little annoyed with his cousin.

 

“You know I just realized something, I have no clue how old you are.” Inuyasha replied, the question clear.

 

“I'm nine hundred and twenty-eight, I am far more powerful than most believe I should be,” Sesshoumaru stated, a tiny bit of his pride slipping into his voice.

 

“Full of yourself, so you're still just a pup by their standards,” Inuyasha countered with a grin.

 

“Adolescent; mind you I've been a lord for your entire life. Three hundred and fifty six years to be precise.”

 

Inuyasha turned away from his brother with a scoff, hiding the fact he hadn't known his age down to the exact year. He hadn't kept track of time after his mother died and could only estimate within a decade.

 

They reached the main hall all too soon for Inuyasha's liking, he was feeling so fake; dressed in fine silk his hair groomed well, so far from the normal him.

 

“Why do I have to do this, couldn't I just go in as I am, if I'm to be part of this family… of this pack.” Inuyasha questioned. In less then two days he had been dragged here fed info by the spoon full by his brother and everyone else within the castle walls.

 

“Provided you still speak with respect to the elders, then outside of council gatherings you may dress and act in any fashion you see fit. You will find that a lot of the elders are just as careless in their appearance when off duty, so to speak,” Sesshoumaru replied. He had been over all this before, but he couldn't blame his brother for being nervous.

 

Walking down the wooden-floored corridors, Inuyasha was becoming more then a little edgy; he only came with his brother because of curiosity. After all he had not once (before the day the youkai had come to fetch him) heard the word please come from his brother lips. Yes that was correct; his brother had come to Kaiadi's village and requested his presence complete with please and not a hint of disrespect. Thrown for a loop, Inuyasha had agreed to come with his brother and find out what Sesshoumaru wanted him for.

 

It didn't take long to realize he was in over his head; Sesshoumaru had apologized for his actions and informed him of his acceptance into the pack. Inuyasha was still trying to get his head around it all.

 

With his brother's explanation of why he was here the hanyou was informed (in nothing more than a side comment) that the youkai that had been killing hanyou all over the western lands was to be assigned a punishment by none other than himself. Inuyasha had been seeking the creep out before his brother came along, and had been more than a little pissed off that death would not be an option for punishment.

 

“All right so as long as I'm not an ass to the adults then I can do as I like.” Inuyasha said, trying to shrug off his nervousness.

 

“You must also follow the rules of the house, which aren't all that strict. Also what the council says goes… debate it all you like verbally but do not lash out physically under any circumstances. Your welcome to your opinion and provided you're not hurting anyone or breaking a given rule you will not be punished for voicing your views.” Sesshoumaru explained. The hanyou would be given a lot of slack being new and young but his brother had a knack for pushing people too far.

 

“You know there are a lot of contradictions in what you just said.” Inuyasha replied as they reached the dining room.

 

“You will learn, Inuyasha. Just try not to outright insult anyone and you should do fine. “

 

“This is me we're talking about, I'll be dead in minutes.” Inuyasha spat as they stood before the door.

 

“Relax Inuyasha, no-one was happy with my decision to kill you, you will be welcomed.”

 

“They still would have let you do it.”

 

“You were born from a mistress, keeping you alive would have not even been an option for me if the elders held that pack law to be obeyed to the letter. But it was still my birthright to decide and birth rights are one of the laws that are followed with utmost precision.”

 

“Well you decided to let me live.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“I guess it's time to meet the rest of the family.” Inuyasha said before turning to the door and pushing it open.

 

Kokoro watched intently as the young hanyou entered the room. He was not as she had expected, his shoulders were broad and his complexion fair… he seemed of a decent weight; not at all the scrawny weak malnourished being she had been anticipating. If anything what she saw was the beginnings of a great warrior.

 

Inuyasha was surprised; his mind had envisioned great towering beings sitting upon huge thrones carved from bone and skull. What he saw were seven inu youkai; some of which looked younger than his brother. They were dressed in fine silk and sat on furs and cushions that were laid upon the floor.

 

“Welcome Inuyasha, I hope we have not put you too badly out of your way.” One of the males spoke, snapping the hanyou from his thoughts.

 

“Keh, nah I was hunting this guy down before I knew who he was… some of the hanyou he killed were friends of mine.” Inuyasha explained. Sesshoumaru calmly took a seat reclining almost relaxingly against the wall, one arm resting upon his raised knee.

 

“I see… well my name is Raiton, please have a seat. We all wish to hear the punishment you plan to place upon my son,” the man continued. His eyes were striped with four crimson colored strips. In the hanyou's opinion he looked like someone had scratched both his eyes in a downward stroke.

 

“He's your son?” Inuyasha repeated in surprise, suddenly very unsure that he wanted to be here. The last thing he wanted was an enraged parent on his case.

 

“Yes and he should have been keeping the boy in line, a task in which he admits he failed and his son will pay the price you have chosen. I am Kokoro; I am the eldest of the council. And before you ask my father is the eldest living Inu-youkai, however he has left the main land long ago.” Kokoro stated calmly. She had already dealt with most the quarrels over the punishment, now all was left was for the hanyou to speak what he had chosen.

 

Inuyasha sat down studying the woman, her markings surrounded her eyes and feathered out and spirals down her cheeks. He was in a room full of youkai that could kill him in the blink of an eye, and they were asking him to judge one of them. His reality was becoming more and more warped.

 

“Other than the breaking of a few of your rules, I doubt you care at all for the crimes he has committed. The slaughter of innocent children, the murder of those who have devoted their lives to healing. I'm passing punishment on him for that; not some territory disputes you may be having. And If I'm wrong then I should just leave,” Inuyasha explained. He was struggling to stay calm and keep his voice even and devoid of curses. It was a great feat for the hanyou.

 

Raiton seemed to tense at his words but Kokoro simply smiled.

 

“There has been debate over the severity of Yukido's crimes; some even said he should be executed for it after the revelation that newborn infants were among those killed. We felt it best to bring someone with a sound view to decide the punishment.” Kokoro spoke strongly.

 

“Well I don't think any of you will agree with the punishment. Seven hundred years of service to the people of the western lands. I've heard of a similar punishment from an old friend of mine, community service she called it. I want him to work for the human's demons and hanyou that live in the western lands, to use his strength to defend and rebuild during and after war. To be bound to the orders of village heads. To remove problems and to help build and hunt. I want every moment of his next seven hundred years to be spent in the servitude of those he would view as nothing.” Inuyasha said. He had rehearsed this speech in his head thousands of times and hoped they understood what he was getting at.

 

Surprise was written on everyone's face; this was not what they had expected. Several of the un-named youkai became conversing in harsh whispers of a tongue the hanyou did not know. Raiton looked like he was on the verge of exploding and kept glancing at Kokoro as if to beg her to say something, while she simply sat there a smile on her lips.

 

“Inuyasha, that was far more… creative then I would have expected of you.” Sesshoumaru commented. He was truly taken aback by his brother's words, and was now worried of the council's reaction to it.

 

“So it is spoken and so it shall be. Yukido will be in the service of the people of Sesshoumaru's land for the next seven hundred years.” Kokoro stated firmly.

 

“Surely you jest, my son Yukido a servant boy to any lowlife who happens to live within Inu-taishio's pup's lands.” Raiton exclaimed. He couldn't stand the thought of it, he could not stand the dishonor and shame of it all.

 

“Now do not be rash, his words said village heads. Yukido will only have to heed the calls of those in some form of power. It will simply not matter if that power is that of the human who is the oldest or most respected in his village. I feel this is a fine punishment. The boy felt he was greater because of the freedom he had been granted. Taking it away will give the boy some perspective, and it will be useful to those who would fall unseen by those with power.” Kokoro explained. She was finding this greatly amusing; however this would be a pain of a punishment to administer.

 

“This is all fine to say but I can't see how we will be able to force this into action,” spoke one of the other female youkai.

 

“We will place a monitoring phantom upon him to watch if he is fulfilling the duty he has been assigned. And should he fail to do so, Raiton you will administer the punishment you originally offered, thirty lashes with your whip every time the boy chooses to disobey the council.” Kokoro stated, firmly locking the enraged youkai with a stern look.

 

“If that is the case, then my hands may for centuries be stained with the blood of my own son. “ Raiton replied.

 

“Then it will make up for the lack of discipline you used to raise him. If he does not respect his sire enough to fear punishment from him you have failed in you post as his father all together.” Kokoro replied flatly.

 

“So you're agreeing to it then?” Inuyasha asked. He had not expected for them to agree; let alone discuss how it would work.

 

“Yes. It is inventive and will have a wide effect to both Yukido and those he will now serve. I am in awe at your creative and sound thinking on the matter as well as your strong views. I would also like to thank you on doing so well to hold your tongue while we spoke. And there is one more thing we need an answer on and then you may go.” Kokoro replied. She was calm and more than ready for the hanyou to leave so she could deal with Raiton in private. Her mate could be such a pain at times and his slack handling of their pups was leading to so many troubles.

 

“And what question would that be?” That hanyou asked. He had not been informed of another question he would need to answer.

 

“Is there anything you would ask of this council to atone for the mistreatment you have suffered. “ Kokoro asked gravely.

 

Inuyasha stared in shock… of all the things in the world to ask, that one had been right at the bottom of his possibility list.

 

“I don't want your pity, however if what was done to me was a crime… why is the one who did it not punished?” The hanyou asked.

 

Sesshoumaru felt his stomach lurch. If the elders had agreed to such a ridiculous punishment, would they deem him due for punishment? And if so would they hand it to his brother as well? That very thought was the most frightening he had ever experienced in his life.

 

“You have a point; your life was Sesshoumaru's the moment your honored father died. He said he would kill you if you proved worthless for he would not slay an infant. But you are correct his treatment of you since your first musk is a crime.” Kokoro commented simply.

 

Sesshoumaru was now thinking running might be a sound option at this point. It seemed his family had gone completely insane.

 

“So then I guess you guys have already punished him… or have something planned?” Inuyasha asked curiously.

 

“He will be assigned as your sensei as of today. Since it is his fault that your reading writing and mathematical studies have not been pursued, he will be the one to teach you.” Kokoro said calmly.

 

“WHAT!!” Inuyasha exclaimed before managing to rein himself in somewhat. “Sorry but what gave you the idea that I want to learn such things at all, let alone be taught them by the one person that has been tormenting me all my life??”

 

“Well, since he is forbidden to harm you in any way, and since you have a temper to rival even Raiton's; as Sesshoumaru so elegantly put it. We felt it best that the stress should go to someone who deserves it and will be less likely to strike you in frustration. And if you really do not care for such things, why were you so embarrassed that you were unable to read the letter I sent to you?”

 

“I could read it, I just didn't recognizes some name kanji and such, you don't have to deal with shit like that every day were I'm from.” Inuyasha snapped back at her.

 

Sesshoumaru on the other hand was completely relieved and was back to calmly listening and watching all this. His brother's words only calmed more of his worries. He would not need to start from scratch with his lessons. His aunt had given him more than he had bargained for but it wasn't as bad as it could have been.

 

“Inuyasha there will be many lessons and instructors to teach them, open to you at your pace and choice. However I must insist that your reading and writing skills along with hand to hand combat and sword play are at passable levels.” Kokoro continued.

 

“PASSABLE LEVELS!? FUCK YOU MY FIGHTI-” Inuyasha's ranting was cut short by his brother's hand coming quickly over to cover his mouth.

 

“Sorry lady Kokoro, I did warn you of his temper and foul tongue.” Sesshoumaru said calmly keeping a viper's grip on his brother's mouth.

 

“It's quite all right, I've gotten far worse from my own sons, however I do hold you responsible for him; for now he will be sharing your room for the winter. Council dismissed.” Kokoro replied. Inuyasha was now making a god-awful scene trying to struggle free of his brother's grip. But she had high hopes he would soon fit in well.

 

The second he was released however she once again had to debate with the hanyou, long after every one was gone.

 

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