InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dear brother ❯ Battered and bruised ( Chapter 5 )

Dear Brother

 

Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha… Sadly -sigh-

 

A/n: Hmm didn't have many reviews on the last chapter… Hope it was all right.

 

Chapter 5: Battered and bruised

 

 

InuYasha wasn't there when Sesshomaru arrived back at the stand that they had agreed upon meeting back at. It was already a quarter past five o' clock. What was taking him so long? And here he was standing around like an idiot! Sesshomaru was starting to get irritated at his brothers timing.

 

Looking around Sesshomaru spotted another merchant. “If you see a hanyou with silver hair, dog ears and golden eyes tell him to wait here and that I will be back,” he told the merchant who nodded.

 

Sesshomaru would return to the castle to drop off his things. If he returned to the same spot where his brother was to be, and his brother was not there, he would go look for him. Sesshomaru couldn't go looking with all the crap he was carrying. It would not take that long to get back to the castle. It was just a ten-minute walk. There he would drop his stuff off with a servant and head back down.

 

Sighing he started back to the castle. `I really hope he did not take off with my money and return to his human friends… that would be very low, even for a hanyou. Though, he did come a long way just to meet up with me. Why would he head back now?' Sesshomaru pondered. `Maybe InuYasha got lost? No, he knew his way around before he was banished. That and InuYasha does have a good nose to follow.'

 

 

 

 

 

InuYasha panted as he struggled to pull himself up and hide till his cramping ceased. The attacker was coming closer. He really wouldn't stand much of a chance in this state. InuYasha was hardly able to move as his body was paralyzed in pain.

 

“Well, well, well… What do we have here? A lowly hanyou?” the attacker's voice was rough and rich. It was a males' voice as it drew closer it became louder. “Traveling alone and unprotected?”

 

“Don't fuck with me!' InuYasha growled trying to push himself up.

 

“Someone is in heat from the smell of it. Shouldn't you be at the brothel or with your other disgusting hanyou friends?” he questioned as he began to circle his victim.

 

InuYasha looked up seeing his attacker as he circled around him. The youkai male was burly. From the looks of it he was boar demon. He had shaggy brown hair and two navy blue stripes coming down his forehead and down his eyelids to his mouth. His eyes were brown. The boar demon was taller than himself, but shorter than his brother, Sesshomaru.

The scent of saki radiated off of his body, a clear sign of him being drunk.

 

Just his luck too! Damn it! Sesshomaru would be wondering where he was! Surly he would come to look for him! Unless Sesshomaru thought InuYasha had returned and changed his mind on mating with him. `No! You can't think that!' InuYasha told himself.

 

“What do you want?” InuYasha grumbled as he finally found his feet, but his forehead was covered in sweat and his wet bangs. Reaching for his sword he found himself thrown up against the wall. A large hand gripped his throat.

 

“Oh, my pretty, I just want a taste of you.”

 

“No!!!” InuYasha kicked and flailed to get out of his attackers grasp. The hand tightened on his throat. Chapped lips leaned into capture his own. InuYasha struggled to turn his head away from his attacker as he closed his mouth, not wanting any part of the kiss.

 

A hard erection pressed against his waist sending him into further panic. Forgetting his cramping, protesting stomach he was in dire need to escape. “Let go of-- mmphff!” The chapped lips found his lips and a sickening slimy tongue wound its way into his mouth. It made the inu Hanyou want to throw up as the tongue explored his mouth.

 

The only thing he could do now was bite down on the violating tongue. The boar screamed, pulling away. Growling, he glared at the hanyou. “You shall pay for that.”

 

InuYasha found himself slammed up against the opposite side of where he was, then slammed against the brick wall as his arms met the wall first. There was a sickening crack as the back of his lower left arm met the wall, before another crack was heard as his elbow also met the wall.

 

InuYasha couldn't help but give a scream of pain as he slid to the ground. Before he could recover, a fist slammed into his face and stomach. The fist that met his jaw split his lower lip and the fist that met his stomach caused him to cry out as his tormented stomach convulsed, then he fell over and emptied it out before he was again met with a fist to the face.

 

InuYasha was now definitely unable to draw the Tetsusaiga as well as use his hands. At least he had his feet though. He could run! No! He would not show that he was weak He would stand and fight.

 

“So, what are you going to do now?” the boar laughed as his fist connected with InuYasha's head again. The hanyou wasn't putting up much of a fight. That angered him slightly. He wanted him to be feistier. Perhaps if he kept pounding the hanyou, he'd become vicious. It was that or fuck him right there. The heat that was coming off of the hanyou was overwhelming.

 

Tearing off the hanyou's hakama's he yanked his own down. InuYasha kicked out at his attacker. `Gods no! This couldn't be happening!' Taking advantage of the second of his attackers pulling down his own pants, he pushed himself up from the ground and took off, forgetting the items he had dropped minutes ago before he was attacked.

His pants were slowing him down as he struggled to kick out of them. Better to be around naked through the village than being raped. At least he would be out in the open.

 

InuYasha ran in the direction he had been heading before on his way to meet up with Sesshomaru. The arms that were broken dangled at his side in disgusting and painful angles. They were surely shattered or broken. Not looking at them, fearing he'd pass out if he saw any bones protruding out of the skin, he dashed as quickly as he could through the alley, turning left at a split. Knowing he had only 50 feet to go before he was out in the open, he could hear the boar coming after him

 

The golden eyes that were once wide and aware were now swollen obstructing his vision. It was causing him to run into small structures like trash and large stones, causing him to stumble as his bare feet made contact with the large stones. InuYasha cursed as his toes were hit hard.

 

The half demon tripped head-over-heels. Instinctively, he tried moving his hands out to catch himself but they were unresponsive and InuYasha hit the ground; his upper arms hitting the ground sending pain through his body as he struggled to get to his feet again.

 

The boar that was still after him laughed. Knowing his victim was weak, he was in no rush. But as the boar saw the hanyou roll over and flip to his feet and start towards the exit of the alley, he had to stop him.

 

 

 

Now that he was on his feet, InuYasha just had to find Sesshomaru before his attacker came after him again. He was almost to the other side of the ally when his attacker caught up with him. InuYasha again was slammed into the side of the wall.

 

“How dare you run from me? You little bitch!”

 

“Let go of me!!!”

 

Laughing, the boar licked at the bloodied split lip and lapped at the blood pouring from the cuts on his forehead, caused by being slammed in the head into the ground and being fisted in the face. “Funny. You're a bitch in heat, and I will claim you as my own!”

 

“Nani!? No, no, no! I'm Sesshomaru's mate!”

 

“Funny, you don't bear his mark though… I can smell him on you!” the boar demon said, sniffing at InuYasha's neck.

 

“We haven't mated yet!” InuYasha reasoned. Figuring that if the demon knew that he was to be the Lord of the western lands' mate, then there would be a possibly that he would be let go in fear of Sesshomaru's wrath.

 

However this was not to be the case.

 

“Ah, I see. Well than I will take you as my mate, hanyou. You would make a magnificent bedmate. I am sure my other concubines would love you!”

 

“NO!” InuYasha screamed kicking more. Inside, InuYasha's youkai raged. His eyes flashed red before he was again shoved into the wall; his face was ground against the red brick. InuYasha needed to call for help. Without help he wouldn't last. “SESSHOMARU! SOMEONE! HELP ME!” InuYasha screamed.

 

“No one is going to come to your aid, little hanyou! You're just filth! Demons like me eat and fuck little hanyou like you for dinner and for fun!” the boar laughed, advancing on InuYasha who trembled in pain and fear.

 

InuYasha was very aware of the fact that he would end up being raped or killed. What thought coursed fear through his veins was that he could become a sex slave to this boar demon. He had royal blood in him. Not slave blood. It would be just another thing Sesshomaru could get flared up about and taunt him about.

 

InuYasha could already hear Sesshomaru's cold voice sneering to him about it. `It's just like a hanyou to do! Like a bitch in heat ready to fuck anything in sight; selling you self to the highest bidder!'

 

InuYasha was not going to be a slave. He was not going to decree to himself to stoop that low. This needed to stop! The hanyou wouldn't disappoint his mate-to-be and hurt himself in the process, by giving up and being called worthless like he had already by his brother, Sesshomaru.

 

No, he wouldn't let this happen! He couldn't! InuYasha didn't need for his brother, Sesshomaru, to think him a whore. Sesshomaru wouldn't want him as a mate if he was dirtied by this boar demon. Why should he care though?

 

Using his feet, InuYasha placed them on the wall quickly as he launched back knocking his attacker back as InuYasha fell to his back. Struggling to get to his feet, his attacker rose smiling.

 

“It is time to end this matter.” Picking InuYasha up, the boar slammed his head into the ground. InuYasha was overwhelmed in pain before he lost consciousness.

 

“Ah ha! You are all mine now…”

 

 

 

 

 

Sesshomaru started back into the village. He was really hoping that InuYasha had shown up. The thought of his brother rejecting him and going back to his friends kind of wounded him. Hanging his head a bit low, he made his way down the food area of the market part of the village. The scent of food clogged his senses.

 

It was almost six in the evening. Much too late to be out and about, especially when you were a hanyou like InuYasha was. The shops were starting to be closed down and the remaining the food merchants were trying to get rid of the last of the scraps at half-off, as they didn't want rotting food or any leftover food.

 

Finally making it back to where they were supposed to meet up, he found no InuYasha in sight. Looking over to the merchant that he had asked to look out for his brother, the merchant just shook his head as the silent question passed between the demons. It was time to look for him.

 

Sesshomaru took a deep breath through his sensitive nose to catch InuYasha's scent, which was very faint as the breeze had blown it away. Following the faint scent he started off. However, he didn't get far when a voice sharp as ever cried out his name and called for help.

 

It was InuYasha's. It sounded panicked. What was happening?! InuYasha's voice had disappeared before Sesshomaru could pinpoint it. All he knew that it was coming from down the road. Sesshomaru couldn't see his little brother as he moved through the diminishing crowds as they started off to their homes.

 

Sesshomaru was halfway down the road as he bee lined and sniffed the breeze. Stopping dead in his tracks suddenly, he caught the scent of hanyou blood. It was the blood of his brother, InuYasha. It was coming from a drafty alleyway just off to his upper left. Turning, Sesshomaru gasped.

 

He could see in the shadowy alley a boar demon with dark brown hair and evil brown eyes with two navy demon marks running down his face. A large hand was reached out around the slender throat of his little brother. InuYasha was naked; save for the white haori Sesshomaru had given him earlier that day. The boars' pants were down and a disgusting heavy erection pulsed between two muscular legs.

 

Sesshomaru's youkai roared with anger as his eyes pooled with red. Sesshomaru restrained himself from shifting into his demonic dog form. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY MATE!?” he snarled. His voice roared through the village as it strained in the restraint of controlling his youkai.

 

The village had fallen silent. A small crowd was gathering to see what their lord Sesshomaru was so pissed off about. It was not like Sesshomaru to strain with control and show so much emotion. That was what interested the villagers.

 

Keeping a wide berth as they gathered to watch the fight that was surely to come, they watched with interest. Sesshomaru ignored the villagers as he approached the youkai that had his filthy hands on the unconscious hanyou. The villagers had done nothing wrong, and they would not be subjected to his wrath.

 

The boar was just about to fuck InuYasha silly when he had been interrupted. Looking over to the intruder he dropped the hanyou carelessly. The hanyou hit the ground with a thump. “Ah, why, isn't it Lord Sesshomaru… Come to save your little bitch?”

 

The boar showed no fear as he advanced towards the lord of the lands he stood on. The boar stumbled drunkenly as he reached to the side belt for the saki bottle that hung on a hook. Taking a good swig of it he chucked it at the angry Inu Youkai's feet, breaking the bottle and splashing the black shoes with saki. The lord did not look down at it as he growled. Gold eyes, which were flashing red, watched as the boar stumbled and moved towards him.

 

Sesshomaru's hackles were raised as he cracked out a green light whip. “How dare you defile my otouto like you have!” he rumbled as he cracked the green whip dangerously close to the boar's feet as the whip slithered on the ground with all the youki flowing through it. Still the boar showed no signs of fear or backing down.

 

“Really? Your little brother?” the boar snorted in disbelief. “I would have mistaken him for a whore.”

 

“He is my mate and my brother. How dare you call him such!” snarled Sesshomaru.

 

“Oh really, is that so? I see that he is unmarked. He is up for the taking, and I want him as my concubine.”

 

“Yes, and you shall not have him!” Sesshomaru struck, cracking the whip at the boar that surprisingly dodged it. “You were lucky this time. Now you will not escape!”

 

True to his word the boar was sliced into pieces as his head fell from his neck, his waist cut cleanly in half, before the whip sliced his thighs clean off. Satisfied that the boar was dead the light whip retreated. Looking around, Sesshomaru glared. “Clean this up… burn the body,” he growled as he swiftly went over to InuYasha who lay unconscious.

 

Both of InuYasha's arms were broken and he was sure that his head was injured and he had other serious injuries. Sesshomaru observed the extent of the bruised face that was covered in cuts and blood. Sesshomaru removed his own haori to cover his brother's naked torso as the silk haori was torn revealing his private parts. “InuYasha!” Sesshomaru called, gently shaking his younger sibling. “InuYasha! Wake up!” he commanded softly.

 

InuYasha did not wake. Putting his elfish triangular ear to his brother's chest he could hear a heart beat. InuYasha was alive, just unconscious. Picking up his younger sibling gently with one strong arm, he ran as fast as he could back to the castle. There he would summon a healer and find out what was wrong.

 

On the way back his brother groaned, shifting in Sesshomaru's arms. Looking down at his brother he gave a grim look at the swollen face that was covered in blood. Sesshomaru had to admit he was glad his brother had not left but he was hurting because his brother had gotten hurt. Hopefully it was nothing too serious.

 

 

 

“He shattered his elbow on his right arm and shattered the forearm on his left. I'll splint them before we have to wake him. I'm afraid his brain will swell and that will kill him or leave him with serious mental injuries. I will also clean those cuts. The rest he will have to rest. InuYasha will not feel up to moving for quite a while,” the healer said as she took out a wooden splint, gauze, wraps and some plaster material. “He also has a broken big toe, but that will not need much healing. I will bandage that up as well.”

 

Sesshomaru watched carefully as she worked her skills of healing. Feeling slightly relieved that the old woman wasn't causing his little brother any pain as he was asleep; he relaxed only slightly before rising from the bed next to his mate-to-be and pacing the room like a caged dog. InuYasha was lucky he had arrived just in time. Any later he could have been raped.

 

“The bones will straighten themselves out during the next month or two. InuYasha's demon blood will make sure of that,” she added as she finished gauzing, splinting, and gauzing again, wrapping it with a hard plaster that dried quickly when soaked; wraps and gauze and then layered that with another dry wrap to assure the hardness, up his upper arm and down his lower arm to assure it wasn't moved. “They will then heal and strengthen. He just may be able to fight again. Till then you'll have to feed him, cloth him and help him out. Other wise he will not fare well. Do you understand?” she asked as she started splinting his other broken forearm and upper arm.

 

Sesshomaru nodded. This could be an opportunity to get to know his mate-to-be and actually bond. InuYasha would need to rely on him for support and food. Now he only hoped that his thickheaded brother would let him.

 

Curious as to what she was doing, he went over to hover over the old healer's shoulder and watched. “What is that stuff? The white liquid you're soaking those wraps and gauzes with anyway?”

 

“It's a plaster like glue. It's quite hard after it dries. The chemicals in the plaster that I added to the mix helps dry it quickly and harden like a rock. I'm sure that it is hard to break with a broken arm and it will not be easy to remove either. I'll have a hacksaw when I come when its time for them to come off. Just make sure they do not get wet. It will weaken them and it will not smell nice either.”

 

Sesshomaru just nodded a bit, fascinated as she repeated the process with the shattered forearm. Looking over at the broken elbow on InuYasha's other arm that was already plastered; it looked hard to the touch already. Resisting the urge to touch it he went to pace around the room.

 

“Kami, if you have nothing better to do, then go mix them herbs that I put into separated cups that are already pre-measured. And for Kami's sake do not sniff it!” she snapped, catching Sesshomaru sniffing at one of the separate mixes. “Just grind them up and add the bit of liquid there to it to make it into a paste. Then bring it here.”

 

Obeying the healer he held the mix and ground it up the 4 powders and leaves before adding something unscented to it, grinding it into a paste. Holding it at armslength as if it were some kind of deadly demon disease he scrunched his nose, not wanting to take the risk of sniffing in the aroma. The old lady took it and set it beside the bed. Taking out a rag she swiftly cleaned the cuts and then moved down to wrap up the toe and the foot connected to it so it was unable to move.

 

Taking the yellow green paste that was mixed together she held it under the unconscious hanyou's nose. The nose twitched and there was a gagging sound fallowed by: “Oh my fucking gods! What is that fucking smell!! Ugh… ah! It hurts!!!”

 

Smiling, the healer placed the bowl of paste into a basin of water to hide any scent of the substance that woke the hanyou. “Good to see you awake,” she said.

 

“My arms, I can't move them!” InuYasha groaned, trying to move them but they were stiff as a board. The swollen-shut eyes kept him from seeing the damage. “Where am I?”

 

“You are home, otouto. I caught you just in time. I found you unconscious. Don't worry, the boar is dead,” Sesshomaru explained.

 

“Did you find my things I dropped? I got them just for you…” he said sadly.

 

Slightly shocked that his brother would actually buy him something instead of himself he looked at him oddly before speaking again. “No, I did not find anything. I will have my guards go look, though.” They were just items that could be replaced, but since they were bought by InuYasha, he would make sure they were to be brought back.

 

“Sorry to cut in my lords, but I have to say that he is not to sleep for 48 hours to make sure he does not have a concussion. As hard as that may sound, it is true. If he does, you can use this to wake him up.” The healer pulled the bowl out of the water. The paste had not disintegrated into the water; it looked almost the same as before it had been in the water. “I know you InuYasha and that you will be hurting and will feel the dire need to sleep, but you cannot. If you do, it could kill you.”

 

InuYasha could only give a slight nod as he tried focusing his attention on the old healer's voice, instead of the throbbing pain his head from the poundings he had suffered. It really felt like he had a massive spitting headache that was splitting him in two. InuYasha heard Sesshomaru call in one of the guards and give them orders to search for his little brother's things. The door was closed.

 

“I will give you slings for your arms so you are comfortable while you are up. While you're on the bed just keep your arms elevated, if you can, with pillows,” she instructed. “You will not be able to eat on your own but Sesshomaru has agreed to feeding you and helping you. For now you may rest, just don't sleep. Sesshomaru, if you have any need of me you know where to find me.” She rose from the bed and pulled two slings from her dress's pocket and handed them to Sesshomaru before she bowed lightly and exited the room.

 

There was a silence while Sesshomaru set the slings on the side of the bed before he pulled InuYasha into a sitting position and propped him up with pillows. Neither of them said anything. InuYasha gave a small groan of pain as his whole body protested on moving anything.

 

“Dinner is done, otouto. Can I get you anything?” Sesshomaru asked, wanting to help out his brother. The DaiYoukai was suddenly feeling the guilty responsibility for the cause of his brothers' attack.

 

If he hadn't written him, this wouldn't have happened.

 

“Anything that is edible, I'll have.” InuYasha said his voice a bit raw from his bruised trachea. Rubbing his throat he added, “Soup may be nice.”

 

“Alright, I'll be back with something for you. Don't sleep, InuYasha.” Sesshomaru started towards the door. He had his hand on the doorknob and glanced back to his brother's form. “Gomen, otouto,” he said, quietly exiting the room, leaving InuYasha quite confused.

 

“Sorry for what?” InuYasha asked himself as he waited upon Sesshomaru's arrival back into the room. Forcing an eye open, he looked around and spotted a few boxes and objects left at the end of the large bed. They were covered in maroon and white silks. Grunting he tried to reach forward, but none of his limbs responded. “Damn it…” he cursed as he relaxed back onto the pillow.

 

Looking around to find something to occupy him so he wouldn't fall asleep he found his brother's chambers quite empty, save for a few bookshelves, a fireplace, and some furniture which was resting in front. There was also a large rectangular painting of their father holding Tetsusaiga and Tenseiga in a crisscross over his chest of armor. The TaiYoukai's long mane of silver-grey hair was up in a high ponytail as it was caught in the wind, it flowed to the side. Golden eyes shone fierce and ready for battle as the lavender-blue jagged stripes were vibrant and seemed to add to the fierceness his golden eyes gave off. In the upper right corner on the opposite side of him was him in his dog form howling at the moon above the trees that shadowed the cliffs below.

 

“I remember when Father commissioned that piece… It was so long ago. I can hardly remember it.” Their father commissioned the piece back when he was just around 6 years of age. Now he was well over 90 years of age. “I remember how long it took just to paint, and how long father stood,” he told himself. The painting took weeks to do after the line art (outline) had been completed.

 

After his father was killed by Ruukotsusei -- not directly, rather he bled to death as he had made his way back home -- Sesshomaru had taken off, angry with his father's decision of fighting alone with Ruukotsusei, as well as being left with Tenseiga. Soon InuYasha's mother died and he was banished from the castle, left with nothing. Sesshomaru never had acted so coldly to InuYasha before their father died.

 

Maybe that was an understatement. InuYasha was pretty much ignored by Sesshomaru whenever it was possible. Sesshomaru did have a good side though. When InuYasha was younger he could have sworn his brother kissed him good night and said I love you little brother at one time. However, he was suffering from a rare sickness and didn't know if it was his own imagination and thoughts of what he would like to have happened caused by the sickness, or if it were really true.

 

It was hard to believe that he was back in Saigoku and in the old home he had grown up in. Not to mention the fact that his brother was willing to take him as his mate and love him. A hanyou like him.

 

But as to the letter his brother had sent him days earlier, it was claimed to be a dark wall of an illusion to protect himself. From what though? Protecting himself from love of a brother? It had never made sense.

 

Lost in thoughts, he had not noticed his brother had slipped in silently. Sesshomaru carried a pair of bowls of rice, fish and other meats along with a bowl of thick beef stew. Setting the tray down on the side table with a skilled arm he took one of the bowls of soup and set it in his lap. “Good to know you're still awake; I really didn't wish to smell the paste bowl. It really doesn't look like it would smell nice.”

 

InuYasha shook his head. “No… It didn't. Smelt like a skunk and pig demon.”

 

Sesshomaru gave a grim smile. “I brought you beef stew. Open up, I know you're unable to do this on your own, so please don't fuss about it.” Sesshomaru knew that InuYasha could make a huge fuss about the whole situation. And he was sure if that if he didn't now, he would later.

 

Spooning a bit of beef stew, he took a quick bite of it to make sure that it was cool enough to eat, and it wouldn't burn his brother's mouth. Satisfied with the temperature, he scooped another bit and put it into the opened mouth. The moment reminded him of old memories when his father forced him to babysit InuYasha. InuYasha had a big appetite even for a toddler and he had been forced to feed him ground up food, which was spat out onto him so many times. Little InuYasha thought it was all a food game to see how much food he could spit up onto his older brother before Sesshomaru lost it. Soon after Sesshomaru lost his temper he would storm off and of course InuYasha cried and cried until he returned. Even with the servants trying to calm him down, nothing worked until Sesshomaru returned. And then he would actually devour the food.

 

Now all grown up, InuYasha didn't have the same problem as he did when he was little. Sesshomaru couldn't help but to smile at the old memory as he brought another spoonful of stew in his brother's mouth which was chewing the food slowly before swallowing. InuYasha's jaw had just about been dislocated and he had lost a few teeth and swallowed the blood and saliva, as he had been punched repeatedly. It was now painful everywhere.

 

“What are you smiling about?” InuYasha asked, finishing his mouthful of food. If he could spare his muscles in his face he would be glaring.

 

“I'll tell you, just memories of when you were a toddler. When you were little, mother and father were forcing me to baby sit. Of course you had to be fed and so I did that. You had thought it would be funny to play with your food and spit it out all over me. I got angry and took off. But leaving you only caused your screams to be heard throughout the place. So I came back and fed you as you had finally decided not to play around any long,” Sesshomaru explained as he fed his brother with another spoonful of food. “So doing this kind of reminds me of feeding you back then, save for you spitting it out.”

 

InuYasha gave a nasally snort. “I could if you wished me to.”

 

“I'll pass.”

 

InuYasha gave a small smile as he finished off the stew and began to work on the rice and meat bowls. Perhaps talking without sneering remarks was doing them some good. They were somewhat starting to get somewhere.

 

Sesshomaru soon finished helping InuYasha finish the last of his food. Setting the empty dishes down he started to feed himself. Seeing that his brother was full with a satisfied stomach, InuYasha sighed in content. Burping, he excused himself.

 

“I've always loved you InuYasha. That's why I have never killed you. Though I could have,” Sesshomaru said randomly.

 

“Oh.”

 

“Yes.”

 

InuYasha wasn't sure what to say as he continued to listen to his brother chew his food. It was a very nice thing of him to do since he wouldn't have been able to do so on his own. InuYasha was sure that Sesshomaru would have never done this before. Just maybe it was true that his elder brother was turning over a new leaf and coming to his senses with the world that they lived in. That their kind were going to be gone forever if they didn't get along. After all there were few left of their dying breed.

 

A few distant dog clans were left scattered all over. They were relatives and cousins of their father. They didn't associate with Sesshomaru and his little brother since they were so far away.

 

Maybe one day Sesshomaru would reunite the clans into one. Then they could form one and be stronger than ever. The race of the dog demon would live on to repopulate.

 

Though InuYasha really didn't know much of their dog demon line since he had been cut off from his home long ago and now he was just coming back. For all InuYasha knew, they were the last of their kind. It was a good reason why Sesshomaru would mate with him.

 

“I still don't understand why you want to mate with me? How can you love me?” InuYasha questioned, trying not to sound like he was rejecting Sesshomaru's words.

 

“I don't know. As I said my youkai, soul, heart and feelings choose,” Sesshomaru sighed as he finished his food and set the empty dish aside so the servants could come pick it up later. Hoping his words would get into InuYasha's brain he continued. “The youkai's call for its mate becomes stronger during a heat. I suppose my youkai has had enough waiting and this heat is the result of it. I'm sure that you're going to feel the pull too sooner or later and your own demon half will call for my own.”

 

“Yeah… maybe I will feel it.” InuYasha was already experiencing the pull at his heart as his youkai and his human self fought over whither or not to give in. It was going to be a battle -- one of his sides was going down.

 

 

A/n: Hoped you enjoyed this one. R&R ^_^;