InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Desperation ❯ Chapter 17

Chapter Seventeen

 

Inuyasha sat in a state of pure shock. He had grown up knowing that Sesshoumaru was his only living family. Now that knowledge, that surety, was torn from him. He turned toward the kitchen doorway where his brother stood.

“Our Grandmother Sess. Why…” His voice trailed off.

“Why didn't I tell you?”

“Yeah.”

“I had been under the mistaken impression that she was dead. I may have been a bastard little brother but I would not have kept her from you had I known.”

“Why would she hide from us though?” There was loss in his tone.

“I can only guess that she truly thought she was too old to be of any use.”

“FUCK! I don't give a damn about use! Her lo…” He choked up and hung his head. His shoulders started to shake, and his youki increased.

As it filled the room in waves Sesshoumaru bolted to his brother. Grabbing Inuyasha by the shoulders he spun him around. With his long fingers wrapped into Inuyasha's hair he forced his head up.

“Look at me.”

Inuyasha fought him.

“LOOK AT ME!” He roared.

Ears pinned, he lifted his head, and looked into Sesshoumaru's eyes.

“She had to have seen you. She had to have known you. As long as she lived she would not have totally abandoned us.”

“I don't know if I ever saw her. I don't know what she looks like.”

“I remember. She came to see me when I was a pup. I can show you.”

“How?” There was a thread of hope in his voice.

“Remember what I said when I gave you my blood?”

“About catching thoughts from you.”

“Yes, close your eyes.”

As Inuyasha's eyes slid closed Sesshoumaru leaned down. When his forehead touched Inuyasha's they both jerked.

“I know her.” His voice was awed. “She used to come in the night and sit with me. I thought she was a dream.” His grief spiked and his youki reached for his brother violently. “I will not lose any more pack!” He growled as his stripes appeared.

“I'm not going anywhere little brother.” Sesshoumaru's eyes turned red as their youki's clashed at first. Then the edges melded.

Sesshoumaru's deep yellow, Inuyasha's red, the bound edges were a brilliant orange. Sesshoumaru poured all of his memories of their Grandmother into his brothers' mind.

Inuyasha's head snapped back and he howled at the sudden overload. He quickly realized that his brother was pulling similar memories from him. What seemed like minutes was really seconds. They stepped apart and stood breathing as if they had fought all morning.

“Well that was dramatic. Can't you two do anything without scaring the normal people?” Miroku waved to where Kagome stood in the corner with her friends wrapped around her. She was doing her best to comfort them. She glared at the brothers.

“Couldn't you two have waited and done your violent pack thing when they weren't around.” She patted each of the girls in turn. “It's alright their done being idiots.”

“Sesshoumaru you are sleeping on the couch.” Rin snapped at him as she pulled Ayumi into her arms. “Scaring the poor girls like that. It's not like they haven't seen enough already today.”

Yuka took a deep breath.

“It's okay,” she said. “I think they just startled us.”

“And we thought they couldn't do that anymore.” Eri said her voice a bit shaky.

“Well Inuyasha did ask if we expected sanity.” Ayumi lifted her head from Rin's shoulder. “I think the answer to that would be a resounding no.”

Inuyasha snorted.

“They're tougher then they look. Hey Sess, you got a TV in this place?”

“Of course.”

“Good I think some serious down time is needed.”

“Come on Inuyasha, I'll kick your ass at Driver.” Miroku punched him as he ran out of the kitchen and down the hall.

“The hell you will. I kick Souta's ass at that all the time.” He ran after the monk.

Sesshoumaru straightened and walked after them as he called.

“You both shall lose to me.”

The women collectively rolled their eyes.

“Do they ever grow up?” Kagome asked. Rin and Sango looked at each other.

“No,” their voices chimed together. They laughed.

“Well,” Sango stretched. “I think that the hot tub sounds like a good idea.”

With a chorus of yes's they to left the kitchen.