InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Mark of the Crescent ❯ Lost Touch ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

of the Crescent
This is my first NC-17 fiction..yay! I can't wait to delve into the details..hee hee hee...let the scariness begin!!
I don't own Inuyasha/any of it's characters.Touch

Sesshomaru, the Lord of the Western Lands, walked slowly along the path through the castle gardens, his amber eyes lost in his own thoughts. As he passed through a dense grove of sakura trees, he was bombarded with soft, falling petals, all of which were a flushed pink color, and just in time for the spring. Spring. Sesshomaru grimaced, and he felt a surge of thoughts again rush through him. The new Spring this year, was in fact the first year that he would mark a woman of his own. This topic was of both curious and new to him, and he felt that through the years, he had been a power-hungry fool, journeying around thinking of nothing, except killing his welp brother Inuyasha, and stealing his prized inheritance, the Tetsusaiga. Still, he was reminded of his dear father, Inutaisho's, old words. "Ye shall mate during the Spring, when ye are not but in the twentieth year," A slight blush spread over Sesshomaru's face, and he nervously clenched and unclenched his one hand, while the other stroked his father's handed down fur wrap. He stopped for a moment and closed his eyes in thought. Now was indeed, the Spring, and an ideal time for his cycle of lust to come around, for Naraku had been destroyed by Inuyasha several years ago. Sesshomaru's face reddened by a considerable color more, and he began to deepen his thoughts. 'I am in my twentieth year, of course, in demonic time, and I have resolved the Tetsusaiga issue...but...can I call myself ready? Am I old enough to father pups? If only my father were still alive...' thought Sesshomaru to himself. He paused, and took a small breath out of frustration. How did his father know when he would mate anyways? Why not winter, summer, or autumn? The answer was clear, though the youkai did not want to admit it. His annual "season" was coming up, and although he felt nothing now, he knew he would soon feel the itch of lust biting around his thoughts. If he did mate this year, whether the pregnancy was successful or not, he would have at least controlled himself until another sensual assault on him started. If he failed to find a woman before spring was up, he could risk a decline in his demonic seed, thus losing the pure aspect of his youkai blood when he mated the next season around. Not to mention that the drive to mate would make him completely irritable and slightly mad if he did nothing all spring. The things Inutaisho had told him about mating were that the more a demon mated, the better his chances were of having his mate conceive, and the better the chances that his race would continue. After all, it was only to continue the line of pure demons, wasn't it? Sesshomaru sighed. In the early spring, during the first year of a demon's season, Inutaisho had said that it was the worst lust he would ever encounter, and it was not easing Sesshomaru's mind to think about it. He continued to stay stock still on the pathway, absorbed in his own thoughts, until he heard the whiny voice of his assistant, Jaken, and turned around.

Jaken came up to Sesshomaru, his wooden Jintojo banging on the ground as he walked, and replied, "Master, Miss Rin wants to see you about something. She says it's important...Lord Sesshomaru? Why is your face red?" The toad, ever incredulous to privacy, was still the curious one. Sesshomaru blushed deeper. "U-uh...just the spring, Jaken. Nothing more." He found that somehow, his emotions had become increasingly less cold since the last few days, and he found himself without a nasty glare on his face far more times than usual. It was disturbing him somehow, but it made sense, considering that his season was coming round. Jaken smirked to himself, and then said, "Ohhh...so you are contemnplating the spring, eh? Spring...the youkai mating season. I've heard it can make one quite odd around the time, and also very uncomfortable. I guess it's the hormones, maybe. Lord Sesshomaru, have you felt anything different?" Sesshomaru's face darkend to a crimson red. "No, Jaken, I haven't. Now, get moving to the servants and make sure they're doing their jobs, I don't want slackers." He rushed his words and quickly turned to go back to Rin's room, where the encourageable 19 year old was probably waiting for him. He had to admit, it had been a while since Inuyasha had destroyed Naraku and Rin had grown up. By now, she was a beautiful young thing, with long dark brown hair in the same style it had been in, though she was much more filled out than any other girl Sesshomaru had seen. Rin had really blossomed during the past few summers, and it had changed her a lot. She was not as shy as she had been, and she talked quite a lot more. Her eyes were still the same doe brown, but she had acquired a full bust, and was very slim. Sesshomaru had never really taken interest in her, but now, he felt something different in him arise, and his stomach churned very oddly as he turned the doorknob on her room.

Rin was at her bedside table, combing her hair with the beautiful objects of vanity that Sesshomaru had given to her on her 15th year of maturing. She turned around, and smiled at him, her long hair cascading down her back and fanning out behind her as she turned around. She was dressed in a kimono similar to the one she had worn as a child, although it was a short one that only came to the knee. She had not adorned her usual leggings, and as Sesshomaru entered, his eyes fell upon her perfect legs. He felt a comment arise in his throat, but swallowed it. His stomach did more turns, and he could feel his pace intensify as though he were a suitor ready to propose. Somewhere, he felt an odd sensation in his depths. Rin arose and walked to him, until she was almost on him. "Sesshomaru-sama, what a nice surprise! You know, I've been kind of wondering, um...I was reading some literature in your library the other night, and I found a piece by your father...it was describing spring and all, and um...what exactly was he telling you?" she asked as she twirled a piece of her hair in her fingers. Sesshomaru blushed. "T-that?! That's um...my father's note to me...he left it to me to inform me of...things to come." he said shakily. Rin looked curious. "What things?" Rin might have been older, but she was still too innocent, seeing as how no one had ever told her what mating was. It dawned on Sesshomaru, and he blushed fiercer. "Rin...it concerns something that I now realize, was never explained to you. How can I resolve this?...Inuyasha!" Sesshomaru knew exactly what he would do. He motioned for Rin to come, and she followed him out the door. Whistling to Ah-Un, he had the perfect idea. Kagome, surely, would know how to explain it to her.


Once the duo had docked from Ah-Un, they walked serenely towards the small house, where Sesshomaru had known as Inuyasha's current home. He did not bother knocking, and went inside the screens into the interior, where he saw Kagome and Inuyasha, sitting out on the porch, backs away from the Lord. Sesshomaru cleared his throat, and Inuyasha whirled around, claws extended. "What are you doing here, Sesshomaru?!" he snarled unwillingly. Kagome turned and smiled. "Sesshomaru! What is it that you need?" She had, indeed, grown into a fine woman as well, but not as young and beautiful as Rin. "Miss Kagome, um, I am in need of a favor that only you can help me with. I feel the subject is too delicate for a youkai demon to handle, and I doubt Inuyasha will show anything less of embarassment. Miss," He leaned into her ear and whispered something, while Inuyasha looked utterly perterbed. Kagome's eyes widened slightly, and she nodded. "That doesn't sound good. Inuyasha, come here," Kagome transferred the information to Inuyasha, who blushed equally with Sesshomaru, and stared at his brother in shock. As soon as Kagome had taken Rin off to another room, Sesshomaru sat down on the porch, Inuyasha still staring at him. "You've already reached your season?!" he practically shouted. Sesshomaru looked up. "I suppose. According to father, I should be ready in merely a few weeks, even days. I have no idea when, but if I do not complete it, I shall not be given another chance until next year." He sighed again, and shut his eyes in annoyance. Inuyasha sat across from him on the ground and replied, "I've still got a few more years ahead of me, but I think I'll manage. Lucky," Sesshomaru growled. "You have no idea what hell it has already been. I feel as though someone has taken half of my defenses away, and I can't hear, smell, or see half as good as I used to. It will all go back to normal after this Spring, but I've got several months ahead of me of torture. The season itself has not even started, except...maybe a little. I felt something odd when I went to see Rin, but I don't know what. I will never forgive myself for leaving Inutaisho's notes out." he said as he stroked the fur again. Inuyasha whined, "Notes?!! He left you notes?! Father never gave me anything!" Sesshomaru smiled. "I won't need it after this year, so you can have them. But dear brother, it is not as wonderful as you think it is. Being in a state of physical and mental torture, thinking of nothing but mating for several months! And it happens every Spring! Bah! What wonderful golden years I have ahead of me!" he said. The screen opened, and Rin and Kagome emerged, the younger girl blushing a furious pink color. "Rin...did you get all that?" asked Sesshomaru softly. Rin looked at him and nodded, and he said to Kagome, "Thank you. I think I would not have known enough about that to teach her. I bid you farewell, Kagome, Inuyasha. Come Rin, let's leave. We have several long months ahead of us." Rin got up, bowed her thanks, and the two left through the front entrance. Inuyasha watched them go. "Poor Sesshomaru. I can't believe what he's got to go through. Maybe I'll die if I'm lucky enough to avoid that." Kagome looked at him. "Avoid what?" He blushed. "Nothing, nothing. Just...a youkai thing..."


Sesshomaru went to sleep that night feeling oddly sick, and when he finally fell asleep, he could dream of nothing but Inutaisho's words. Morning was even worse. The moment he woke up, he felt a barrage of tension overcome him, and he felt an extreme state of sexual excitement. Sesshomaru groaned as it occured to him, his season had started. He chanced a look under the covers, and saw that he was definetely aroused, even though he had not intentionally pictured any girls at all. He made a noise much inbetween a growl and a moan of displeasure, and angrily got out of bed to dress. When he came downstairs, he had an enraged look on his face, and it did not help to have constant visions of women going through his head. He could not even think of food, and he acknowledged that the only thing he wanted now, was to mate. To mark a girl. He tried to push the feelings out of his head, but it was only replaced by more of Inutaisho's advice. "It will be a most trying time, to have nothing but marking on your mind, but it will prove your worth when you do find a girl, be it in the first, second, or third seasons. Mating is a very important aspect of a youkai male's life, and if one does not find that mate, it could cause constant loss of both body and soul. Your mate, mind it, is also your love, and should not be marked unless they truly love you." Sesshomaru turned back from the kitchen sharply, and briskly travelled down the hall, heading back to his room. He was so angry and blinded by his feelings, that he ran straight into Rin. She gasped, and clenched onto his body to keep from toppling over. Sesshomaru stumbled back a little bit, but caught himself. Rin sighed, and forgot that she was still clinging to him, pressed into his body. Sesshomaru felt a familiar and unwanted throbbing start up again, and he sucked in a breath as Rin's thighs shifted back a ways. She removed herself from him and stood in front of him, smiling. "Sorry, Sesshomaru-sama. I guess I wasn't...hey, what's the matter? You look really pale, and you're just so edgy. Oh...has it started yet? Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't know what I did when I ran into you! Please, Sesshomaru, forgive me! I didn't mean to-" Sesshomaru replied quickly, "It's alright, Rin, it's not your fault. I didn't watch where I was going. Um. . ." He felt the familiar blush spread across his face. "I'm such a screw up! She probably thinks I want nothing but mating...what I would give for some relief..." Rin smiled at him, and said, "Sesshomaru-sama, would you like to accompany me on a walk? I really think it would do you some good to have your mind off of this horrible cycle you're going through. Come on, please? The sakura are really beautiful today! If we hurry, we can get out there before it rains..." Sesshomaru, felt, however, that right now was best for solitude, and he said, "Please Rin, can we do it later? I think right now what I need is some isolation...for my own sake." Rin looked slightly depressed, but she said, "Okay. We'll do it later, in the evening. Is that alright?" Sesshomaru forced a weak smile. "Yes, Evening sounds fine."


The afternoon came and went, and Sesshomaru found that he could not sleep, nor could he think alone. Mating season was upon him in full force, and instead of relaxing in the evening, it became worse and worse. Sesshomaru snarled as the same arousal flared up again, and he paced the room, sweating lightly. He went to the curtains and drew them aside, only to find the twilight upon him already. Rin. He nearly killed several servants as he bolted past them in a dead run to Rin's room. When he reached it, he threw open the doors, and discovered she had left. Trying to calm himself, he walked slowly down the steps of the spiral staircase, and moved swiftly along the marble tiles to the garden, where he found her, alone and looking into the sky. His sensitive ears picked up the sound of sniffling, and he moved quietly closer to her. He was compelled to feel sorry for her, because he heard her crying softly alone, and she seemed so sad, though he did not know what she was crying about. Sesshomaru's hand reached for her shoulder, but as if his drive was controlling him, it instead came around her waist. Rin gasped softly, and Sesshomaru drew her closer to him. "Rin, what's the matter?" he asked her delicately, his fingers softly trailing up and down her ribs, careful not to poke her with the poisonous talons. She shivered slightly, and turned her tear-stained face to him. Soft streams of water ran down her cheeks, and she reached a free hand out to Sesshomaru's kimono. "Sesshomaru! I thought you weren't coming...I imagined that you had forgotten of our walk...and it saddened me...because..." Rin shuddered, and Sesshomaru felt it. It was suddenly then, that he felt his feelings that had lain docile and silent for so many years, come upon him in a wave. He could remember the love he had felt somewhere inside of him, but never unlocked before, and he now knew that what he wanted, was not merely mating, but Rin's trust and her love. He loved her, although he had never realized it until now. Did she love him, though? Sesshomaru held her fragile form against his own body, and he felt through her touch, her nervous little pulse, much like that of a frightened sparrow. Rin shut her eyes and they stood in the light of the evening, quiet for a few moments. Sesshomaru's other hand went to her and wrapped itself around her waist, while he moved one hand up and down along her back as she cried softly some more. "Rin. . .I know that it might sound a bit odd but-" He was cut short by her soft but detectable words,
I. . .love you. . ."

"What?" He looked down at her, and she hugged him tighter around the waist. "I said I love you! It might seem stupid, but it's what I feel. Ever since I was 17, I knew that I loved you, and I've wished it for so long. Sesshomaru, I feel what you feel, and even though I might seem like just a pitiful human to you, with no power at all, I care about you. Do you, or do you not, have the same emotions?" she asked him, her face shifting upwards as she stared defiantely into his eyes. She was frowning, and the tears ran down her face even heavier, as she waited. Sesshomaru looked at her, and his fondness overwhelmed him. "Rin, I never knew that you felt that way, and if it were not for tonight, I probably would have never told you, but. . .I do feel the same. It's not just because it's Spring, or the season, but I have loved you from the day I found you. I don't know whether it was the Tensaiga that controlled my emotions to save you, but after that, after you started maturing, I felt my love warp into something that was a life-long love, the kind that two mates share. My dear Rin, I came here for a simple walk, but, would you. . .consider becoming my. . .mate?" He could almos feel a slap on his face, but it was replaced by a very soft kiss upon the cheek. Rin's tears began to overflow, and she cried again into his kimono, staining it with her joy as he held her. "Yes, Sesshomaru. I will be your mate! I will until the day of my death!" she said excitedly, as he picked her up into his arms. "Rin, I am happy to hear you say that, but what I am asking of you is something that your life shall be devoted to. When you are my mate, once you are marked, there is no turning back, you will become one of my kind, and you shall bear the markings of the crescent, the sign of our mateship. Not only that, but it would mean that I would be mating with you every Spring, you would have no other alternative. Are you certain you want to go through with this?" he asked her, his face becoming serious and dark. Rin leaned down and kissed his lips, her passion traversing over to him. She seperated from him, and replied, "Yes, Sesshomaru. I would never seek another after you. I have your heart, and you have mine, and our vows shall never break. I am certain of it." She finished her words, and snuggled into his fur. Sesshomaru kissed her cheek. "Then it is settled, and the only thing left to do is to seal our bonds through a marking." The youkai traveled upstairs, and once he arrived in his bedroom, he set her gently on the futon and drew the curtains around it closed. It was time for the ceremony to begin, and for Sesshomaru's aching torture to be momentarily relieved.
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