InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dubious Relations ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi, Yomuri TV, Viz, Sunrise, and its other affiliates; it does not belong to me. I'm only borrowing the characters in order to amuse myself.

 

Warnings: Swearing, violence, slight angst, yaoi, incest, swearing…

 

Dubious Relations

Chapter 2

Inuyasha hadn't ever thought he'd be glad to see the rain. Not like he had the day before. Not after the night his mother had passed away. He'd awoken with a huge-ass headache, one that left his ears ringing - or perhaps they were throbbing? He couldn't be sure - and his nose and cheeks were numb and dusted with pink from the cold wind's caressing of his soaked form.

Thankfully, the acidic gunk that had lingered on his skin had been washed off and into the ground. His skin was left dirtied and eaten away in random splodges on his body, slowly healing with the soothing fall of the cold rain. They weren't that different to the wounds Sesshomaru would inflict during a battle with his poison, Inuyasha wasn't worried.

He needed to get out of the rain, Inuyasha realised numbly, but he wasn't in any condition to run, leap or rush in anyway. There was a chance he'd get sick, even for a couple of hours in the condition he was in. Inuyasha needed something to eat. He needed to build up his energy with something meaty; he didn't think he could stomach vegetables. Or anything green at least…

The half-breed trudged through mud and slid and slipped over roots and fallen, half dead logs, his arms swinging slackly by his sides. His hair was matted, stained brown and crimson, soaked, just like his scarlet, fire-rat kimono and, worse yet, he stank of Naraku. He almost couldn't stand being in his own presence it was so poignant!

Inuyasha didn't know what was worse: knowing that Kagome was in danger or having Naraku's putrid scent covering him from his ears to the soles of his feet, as though mocking him of his failure to rescue the pesky mortal girl. The bastard probably knew it would annoy him as it was, Inuyasha swore it. He was nearly as bad as his bastard brother, Sesshomaru when it came to discovering and deploying some thing that would effectively cause him to grit his teeth and glare scorchingly.

Inuyasha's golden eyes narrowed as the rain pelted down on top of him harder, and an extremely loud explosion of thunder made his ears ache; was that a cave in front of him? He squinted some more, and quickened his pace, wincing slightly from his injuries as he continued to jog.

He sighed with relief once he'd realised the dark cavern was most definitely a cave. It was small, and Inuyasha was sure he smelt another's scent permeating the air inside the cave. But the half-breed wasn't in any shape to care about any stray demons also using the cave as shelter. They didn't smell threatening; in fact, Inuyasha thought with a little confusion within his cotton stuffed head, they smelt nice, appealing.

He practically collapsed to the ground, before Inuyasha blearily and sloppily pulling off his kimono and quickly laid all his clothing out across the cave's floor, hoping they'd dry. Inuyasha vaguely realised that he should light a fire, but decided rest was more important than his drenched garments were. He placed Tessaiga by his side gingerly before he promptly fell backwards and a second later was sound asleep and snoring contently.

Inuyasha welcomed the darkness that took over his mind and caused him to slacken completely against the dirty floor of the cave, ignorant of the golden eyes watching him carefully from the shadows.

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His ill-bred brother's arrival was an unwelcomed one, he decided swiftly as Sesshomaru watched from the darkest recesses of the cave, waiting with guarded eyes and tight muscles for the pathetic creatures Inuyasha called companions to arrive. He was soon curious when, after ten minutes of waiting, they were still no where to be seen.

The demon Lord stepped forward, his eyes trained on Inuyasha's lithe and smaller form. It had surprised Sesshomaru to see his brother strip in front of him, uncaring of his body's condition or appearance. Inuyasha was foolish, completely and utterly unbearable and stubborn, but he was cautious. This blatant lack of care on the half-breed's part could have cost him his life, had Sesshomaru not thought that killing his brother whilst he was in the condition it would be dishonourable. Sesshomaru was sure his brother had scented him in the least. At that moment the demon smelt exotic, nothing like anything surrounding them, nor like the fresh rain that poured down from the sky.

Sesshomaru sat with a noisy squish to the left of Inuyasha's head, his critical gaze still honed on Inuyasha. The half-breed was a mess, the demon Lord found with a slight frown; he was littered with acidic burns, though the damaged skin was slowly growing back. His hair was stained an unpleasant shade of brown and Sesshomaru was sure he spied leaves and twigs caught in Inuyasha's mane. His brother's unusually pale skin was worrisome also.

With narrowed eyes, Sesshomaru took an experimental sniff of the air and his eyes widened almost comically once he'd realised who his brother had fought against. Naraku's scent was of decay and death, there was no denying the stench that clung to Inuyasha belonged to the manipulative half-breed. Naraku would die for his discretions, for attempting to kill what was his to exterminate.

His white kimono stuck to him, and Sesshomaru, as he went to lift his remaining arm, realised sullenly and with a surge of uncomfortably tingly pleasure, that he was also saturated, more so because of his fur pelt and its annoying ability to suck all the moisture it was subjected to in like a sponge. It weighed more than twice its usual weight and Sesshomaru found that his already aching muscles couldn't stand holding it up for much longer.

It fell to the ground with a stomach twisting squish and splattered spatters of water around the cave and over Inuyasha's face. Sesshomaru then shed himself of his armour, before he eyed his wet kimono. With a frown, he allowed his arm to fall by his side, finding himself unwilling to shed his clothing. Few people had ever seen his skin, and Inuyasha was not to be one of them.

Sesshomaru found that should he wish to remove his clothing, he would not. He was nearing the beginning of his centennial heat and knew better than to tempt his brother with his bared flesh. He knew the half breed would stare and wonder and should he be asleep when Inuyasha awoke, Sesshomaru knew his brother wouldn't be able to resist touching him.

The demon was - rather tragically so - very sensitive to being touched by anyone and anything the week before and after his heat, whilst during the week between he could not bare his own touch and would fight for more should he taste another's skin. In past heats even his silken kimonos had felt like hell on his skin. He had a mere day and a bit before he was consumed by raging bonfires and was over-whelmed by his own desire to mate and bear a child.

Sesshomaru stubbornly refused to think about the consequences, should they both be trapped in the cave over and beyond that small period of time. He knew his limits and without having taken a partner for a long time, Sesshomaru knew he wouldn't be able to resist even Inuyasha during his heat.

The demon Lord allowed his eyes to travel to Inuyasha's still laid out form. He couldn't help himself, and despite his brother's blood, the half breed wasn't unpleasant to look at. Sesshomaru realised it was the first time he had admired another being as he was in a long, long time. The last lover he'd taken had been when he was a mere two hundred and forty two years old. That was two centuries ago and he found he couldn't miss the opportunity presented to him.

Inuyasha was naked and spread out like a buffet waiting to be eaten, whilst Sesshomaru was a beggar unable to afford a meal. He could at least watch and admire him; it wasn't shameful; even abominations could be beautiful.

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Rain splattered against the ground noisily, creating more noise if they landed in a puddle, soon joined by a crack of lighting and a boom of thunder. Inuyasha knotted his eyebrows at the racket they caused, all the while swearing at his pounding head and his sore muscles. He groggily remembered where he was and why he was there and sat up stiffly. He stretched and sent a symphony of sickening cracks reverberating around the cave. Inuyasha yawned, that would have been a good nap had it been somewhere comfortable.

Sun-lit eyes travelled slowly around the cave, until his eyes landed on a white bundle leaning against the back wall of the cave. The half breed growled minutely at his luck; out of all the caves in the district he happened to pick the one the bastard had chosen to take refuge in as well. He frowned petulantly.

There was something strange about Sesshomaru. While crouched, Inuyasha took to near crawling across the cave, only having stopped when he was a mere foot away from Sesshomaru. His eyes narrowed. Now that he was close up, Inuyasha realised the Lord was still wearing his drenched kimono. He would have snorted at Sesshomaru's foolishness had he not wanted to wake him up, did the ass want to get sick? Sesshomaru also looked paler, should that be possible, whilst there was a slight pink tinge to his cheeks. Inuyasha also couldn't remember seeing Sesshomaru's markings stand out more brilliantly against his skin they did then.

Inuyasha allowed his golden eyes to slip shut briefly and took a whiff of air in through his nose. His frown deepened immediately.

What kind of sick joke was this? Sure, whoever this was looked like Sesshomaru, but they sure as hell didn't smell like him! Sesshomaru had a distinct scent that reminded Inuyasha of the expensive scented oils he'd witnessed women dabbing on themselves, though there was also an underlying smell of snow and cold wind. This - This fake smelt of mineral rich, heated water with a tinge of flowers, like that of a hot spring surrounded by daises. It was alluring, he guessed, but Inuyasha didn't really go for that sort of stuff.

He sat back on his heels, before he crept back to his Tessaiga. Was this a demon with a spell cast over themselves of some sort, showing him his subconscious desires? Inuyasha had wondered what it'd be like to be on the receiving end of a trap like that. One that didn't include Kikyo, anyway…

With a snort he sat down, wincing as the cool stone touched his bared bum. He wiggled, attempting to warm his backside and the stone he was sitting on, absently scratching his arm in the process. Inuyasha almost yelped when he looked back up towards Sesshomaru and found the demon staring back.

“Is there something wrong, little brother? Why are you staring?” The demon Lord asked. His voice was rich and his words clear.

Inuyasha glared, “Who the hell are you and what the fuck do you think you're doing impersonating my bastard of a brother? If you're attempting to drag me into some trap by using him, you've made a stupid mistake; I couldn't care less for him.”

The mimic's eyes narrowed, before he retorted, “Foolish half-breed, you are more ignorant that this Sesshomaru first anticipated. Open your eyes.”

The comment earned a scowl and a twitch of one of Inuyasha's bushy brows, “What's that supposed to mean? You smell like a girl!”

The stare he received for his comment made Inuyasha realise that this was the most definitely Sesshomaru. The half demon had yet to find someone who could make his blood freeze in his veins with a simple glance.

Sesshomaru spoke slowly, almost as if he were threatening him without the tone, “You know nothing of your demon heritage, Inuyasha. It is pitiful.” There was a pause stuffed with the pattering rain, “Like all dog, wolf and fox demons I must endure a week of heat every century. My latest cycle begins in a day.”

“So? You're trying to attract a mate by smelling like a girl? That's a bit fucked up.”

“The purpose of a demon going into heat is to allow the species to breed and to survive. My scent has changed because I am attempting to attract a mate. I have no control over it.” Inuyasha was sure he heard the demon Lord's voice hold a drop of bitterness at this fact and he flicked his ears with annoyance.

Sesshomaru sent a particularly blank stare towards Inuyasha, his lips pursed, “As a half demon you have no need to worry about this matter; your human blood makes you incapable of experiencing it. I however must endure a week in captivity, until the symptoms begin to waver.”

Inuyasha snorted, “You said your heat starts in a day. Why the hell are you still here?”

“It is raining.”

“So? A little water won't kill you.” Inuyasha growled.

Sesshomaru's expression is stoic as he glanced down at himself and began to straighten and smooth his hand gingerly over his kimono, “It pains me to feel, little brother. Even my clothing is near unbearable to wear.”

Inuyasha watched as Sesshomaru's fingers ran through his obstructive fringe, before they brushed through his long, platinum white hair. If Inuyasha hadn't known better, he would have thought that Sesshomaru was preening himself, though he had no clue why. The half demon's eyes locked onto the silken strands as Sesshomaru pulled them over his shoulder, slowly petting and untangling his locks, all the while watching him with narrowed eyes.

It took Inuyasha a minute to retort to Sesshomaru's answer, “Yeah right, you just don't want to mess up that hair of yours.” Spat Inuyasha, before he turned his eyes to focus on something outside of the cave.

An awkward silence fell upon the two brothers. After a moment, Inuyasha couldn't help but glance towards Sesshomaru again: He was still playing with his hair. After a moment, to Inuyasha's confusion, Sesshomaru suddenly stopped, his hand jerking away from his silken strands as though they were ablaze.

“So, er… If you can't stand your clothing, why are you still wearing them?” He said, as he leant against the side of the cave.

Sesshomaru regarded him with a steady stare, one that - Inuyasha realised with a frown - travelled down his form and up again. Inuyasha hadn't been all that fussed on being naked and around his brother, until that look was fixed upon him. Sesshomaru's eyes were glowing, just as they had been before he'd begun to toy with his hair. Only now the look was definitely there, there wasn't any way Inuyasha could mistake it for anything else.

Sesshomaru spoke quietly, his eyes locked on Inuyasha's, “Even if this Sesshomaru were not plagued by heat, he would never bare his skin to the eyes of a disgrace, half-breed. Not all of us act like heathens.”

Inuyasha immediately set himself to glaring a hole through the centre of Sesshomaru's forehead, right through the crescent moon on his brother's forehead. He'd only been trying to be civilised, he hadn't meant for the comment to be thrown back into his face. Then he noticed Sesshomaru's smirk.

And growled, “Look who's talking about being civilised! If you want to fight, then let's go! I can take you on!”

“That will not be necessary or honourable Inuyasha. In my current state, you may very well beat me.”

Inuyasha looked taken aback by Sesshomaru's admittance. So much so he couldn't think of anything to shout back. He growled and glared at the wall opposite him angrily. He felt his brother's eyes turn away from him also.

Damn Sesshomaru!

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The rain hadn't lessened at all during their exchange, and Sesshomaru found that Inuyasha was content to stare at the bombing drops of water and ignore his presence.

That was fine with Sesshomaru; the demon Lord found that another male's presence a mere day before he became mad with lust and the urge to mate was very distracting. With a small scowl Sesshomaru couldn't help but reprimand himself for his earlier actions violently.

The hormones coursing through him were making him act bizarrely. First he'd been watching Inuyasha far too intently with his brother's knowledge of the look and then he'd begun to play coy. Never in his life could Sesshomaru remember playing with his hair to such an obvious degree, never before had he ever adjusted his kimono in front of another's eyes. Without realising it, he'd been attempting to capture Inuyasha's attention. Without realising it, he'd been attempting to lure Inuyasha into mating with him.

Sesshomaru allowed his eyes, now filled to the brim with want, to stray - for only a second - to Inuyasha's turned form. He took in the now healed skin appreciatively, doting on the bunched muscles on Inuyasha's stomach as he sat, hunched over. The half breed had more colour on him than he'd had earlier, sun darkened from his life living out doors. Sesshomaru wouldn't lie; he could admit that despite Inuyasha's blood, the half breed looked attractive to him.

Then the demon Lord's mind began to work, the cogs and wheels within it starting to spin and churn into life, forming an idea. He gritted his teeth as he lifted his hand to sweep back a few stray locks of hair back behind his elegantly pointed right ear, his soaked silken kimono stuck and rubbing against his sensitive skin.

Perhaps Inuyasha would help him? Perhaps the half breed would fuck him and get rid of the urges before they began to take their hold and drive him to a week of obsessive scratching, biting and fighting to find a mate. The half breed was just that, a half breed: half human and half demon, and Sesshomaru was sure the human half of his brother wouldn't allow or want him to suffer, no matter how much he loathed him.

Sesshomaru wasn't stupid. He knew what the consequences of their mating would be. The entire point of him going into heat was to bear children. Sesshomaru realised he'd come out of their coupling pregnant. But that was easily resolved. Sesshomaru had no qualms about killing a child he didn't want to bear.

The only thing that worried the demon Lord was the chance of Inuyasha claiming him. Should that happen, his plan of destroying the child they'd create couldn't happen without Inuyasha's approval.

But the chances of Inuyasha marking him were very low. The half breed's demon instincts were near non-existent from what Sesshomaru had witnessed, there was little chance of Inuyasha mating him because of that. Sesshomaru doubted Inuyasha would mate with him with the hate he felt for him also. The half breed wouldn't mate with him, the one he loathed, not with his obvious feelings for the pathetic priestess he allowed to follow him around.

Sesshomaru could see her as being his only obstacle in making his plan a reality. His loyalty was strong, though Sesshomaru doubted it was completely unbeatable; the deceived priestess also held his heart after all.

“Little brother,” Sesshomaru called, causing the half breed to answer rudely, “I have a proposition for you.”

Inuyasha turned his head, ears standing to attention as he regarded Sesshomaru with a suspicious glare. The half breed was frowning, his expression deepening when Sesshomaru stood and walked up to him, seating himself beside him.

Sesshomaru stared, golden eyes radiant with lust, “This Sesshomaru does not wish to go through heat, little brother. Not again. I however will not ask you to do this for free; I will not allow any harm to come to your friends, should you have sex with me.”

Inuyasha's eyes turned into pin pricks, his eyebrows shot up under his fringe and his mouth fell open, gaping as the demon Lord pressed his bare hand against Inuyasha's equally bare thigh. Inuyasha's eyes richoceted between Sesshomaru's hand and Sesshomaru's face frantically. The expression on his face was amusing and Sesshomaru found his lips upturning at the corners from his brother's comical display.

“W-What?” Inuyasha exclaimed.

“I wish for you to have sex with me. In return your friends will be under my protection.”

“Fuck no!” Inuyasha shouted, his hands clasped Sesshomaru's shoulder's and pushed him back with surprising strength, though all it managed to do was keep the demon from pressing himself to Inuyasha's form.

Sesshomaru scowled, “Why not?”

“I'm - I'm already sorta committed to someone - A-And we're both men!”

“That does not hinder the process. We are still capable of having sex. And you do not bear a mating mark, Inuyasha, you are committed to no one; you are still confused as to which priestess you wish to make your own.” Sesshomaru couldn't believe his brother's nerve. No one ever went against his word! No one!

And there wasn't anyway Sesshomaru was going to take no as an answer. He'd felt Inuyasha's skin and there is no way he is going to let Inuyasha get away without having allowed him to touch more than just the little he had.

“I don't want - to?” Sesshomaru watched as Inuyasha's brows furrowed and watched curiously as the half breed's nose twitched. Inuyasha's eyes widened, “You're aroused!”

“Of course I am. I would not have asked you should I have not been.” Sesshomaru deadpanned, wriggling minutely against Inuyasha's hands; he could feel the half breed's warmth through his kimono, he needed more… Then Sesshomaru's eyes flickered down Inuyasha's form and he was soon smirking slightly back at the half breed fighting fate, “You appear to be so also, little brother.”

The blood that rushed to Inuyasha's cheeks gave the half breed an edible look that only made Sesshomaru want him more. It was endearing to know that he'd caused Inuyasha to look so. He pushed forward, attempting to shake Inuyasha's hands from his shoulders.

“Don't say things like that! And you shouldn't be looking there, you pervert!”

Sesshomaru met Inuyasha's eyes with his own narrowed ones, “You are the one without clothing.” He was growing tired of his brother's side-stepping quickly and he was feeling hot, far too hot. He needed sex and he needed it now!

“Do you wish for your friends to die?”

Inuyasha blinked with confusion and stilled. Sesshomaru was now between Inuyasha's legs, his hand braced on Inuyasha's left thigh as the half breed held him back.

“It is obvious Inuyasha, that you are unable to protect all of your friends all the time. With my help you will be able to protect them, if you do not do this for me or for yourself,” Once again the demon Lord finds his eyes threatening to glance down, “Then do it because you wish for your friends to be safe.”

He heard Inuyasha growl angrily at the unreasonable argument. Sesshomaru, seemingly to Inuyasha's surprise, growled back, a profound, reverberating sound that came from deep within his chest. The half breed's eyes widened, shut, then Sesshomaru, much to his dismay and yet to his delight, found himself being pressed into the hard stone floor of the cave.

He felt Inuyasha claw at his kimono as the half breed ripped it from his burning form. Sesshomaru felt relieved and unspeakable pleasure when Inuyasha pressed his thin chest down on top of his own a mere second later, the half breed's lips on his own. Oh that felt better, there the painful burning had been replaced by a pleasurable tingle… Sesshomaru sighed.

Inuyasha's breath was blowing hotly against his ear a moment later, “I expect to smell you no matter where we go, do you understand?” He growled.

Sesshomaru nodded, butting his chin against Inuyasha's shoulder as he was roughly kissed again. Anything, so long as Inuyasha stopped him from aching! He arched sensually when he felt Inuyasha's claws tickle down his stomach before his hakama was yanked off, along with his shoes.

Inuyasha gave him a once over, allowing Sesshomaru to hear a small growl of approval as his eyebrows furrowed. The half breed crawled over him, “You'll have to show me how two men have sex.” Sesshomaru was more than happy to do so.

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Woffy: Thanks for spotting my mistake Strawberry_chaos from MM.org! I've corrected them. I had a mental blank and continued spelling it like that. XP Thanks for the review! I would! Believe me! There's nothing I want more than tofeed Kagome to Naraku. Unfortunately the challenge setter has forbidden the death of any major characters in the show besides Naraku.

 

Er… Okay, HPTR Fangirl, I apologise sincerely because this isn't what you wanted. Well… Not exactly anyway. Unfortunately, I found my fingers working before I had a chance to think anything through. I'm sorry. No hesitancy on Sesshomaru's behalf, no fighting after sex. Sorry!