InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Pride (In the Name of Love) ❯ Chapter 3

Pride (In the Name of Love) 3 / ??
Written by Jezz-Ra
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A/N - Nothing much to report.
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Rin had been both hopeful and reluctant to go back to the castle. She had flat out refused to enter, much to Inuyasha's bafflement, and informed him that her Lord had not wished her to see something in there. Until Inuyasha figured out what that was, she would not enter.

Inuyasha had no difficulties locating what his brother had been shielding her from - the place was the scene of a massacre. Bodies, blood, tatters of flesh and shredded organs littered the halls. Whatever had come through here was disgustingly powerful, and Inuyasha wanted no part of it.

A bit of sniffing and he was able to locate the chambers his brother had frequented the most. A deep frown creased his features when he found Jaken's torn body - he hadn't ever really liked the toad, but that didn't mean he REALLY wanted to see him dead.

The frown deepened as a lump grew in his throat, his gaze riveted on the other end of the room. Both of his brother's swords, Toukijin and Tenseiga, lay discarded in a pool of blood. Rin's blood, by the smell of it. The reality of Sesshoumaru's death seemed to sink in further as he eyed the weapons.

Inuyasha tried to tell himself he didn't care, and was in fact glad that the pretentious, supercilious bastard was dead. All the pain and grief he had suffered at Sesshoumaru's hands... And yet...and yet. He couldn't bring himself to hate his brother. He knew, in the depths of his heart, that if Sesshoumaru had ever truly wanted to kill him he would not be alive right now. Just because he believed his brother didn't want him dead, however, didn't mean he forgave him for all the pain he'd been caused by his actions or inactions.

"Confusing bastard, you have me tied in knots and you aren't even alive. You probably planned this," Inuyasha grumped before picking up Tenseiga. He carefully cleaned the blade before sticking it in his belt. He gave Toukijin a sidelong glance before yanking down a curtain and using it to gingerly scoop up the evil blade. He didn't want to touch it - he didn't trust it.

With a dejected sigh, he made his way back outside to where Miroku, Rin, and Shippo were waiting. "We'll be camping out here in the courtyard. Miroku...I'm...come with me. Rin, stay here with Shippo for a while."

Rin nodded, her voice small and somewhat dejected. "Yes, Inuyasha-sama."

Miroku followed Inuyasha inside and almost immediately gasped, murmuring a soft prayer under his breath.

"Yeah, I know," Inuyasha said in response. "We have to bury all these people. It's not right to just leave 'em here. And then we have to clean up all the mess. It shouldn't be too hard to get the blood off the marble, but most of the rugs'll probably have to go."

"Inuyasha...do you know how long this is going to take just the two of us?" At Inuyasha's dark look, Miroku hastily clarified. "Of course we have to take care of all these people, but...we need help. They'll be dust and we'll drop into our own graves from exhaustion before we're half finished."

"And just who, exactly, are we supposed to get to help us, monk? It's not like I know a ton of people."

"You're the new lord, Inuyasha...and as such, you'll need a new staff and new guard. So...you need to make an official statement You have to regardless - if word spreads too fast about Sesshoumaru's untimely demise, you'll be embroiled in a nasty war very quickly."

Inuyasha paused and then nodded, conceding the point.

"And your first task for your new staff will be to get this place cleaned up and have the dead laid properly to rest.""You make it sound so easy.""Well..." Miroku shrugged and offered his friend a small smile. "It IS a simple theory. But the sooner you publically stake your claim on your father's lands, the better."

"Ok....but....where the hell do I go to make this announcement? Who do I tell?"

"I'm sure your brother had an office around here somewhere, it'd have all the important information and contact lists for other....high-ranking sorts. I suppose you can just invite them all to the courtyard here and the word will spread through them.""Good idea, monk. Guess you have your uses after all."

Miroku sighed and gave his friend an affectionate grin. "You're too kind, Inuyasha..."

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Pain...all the world was pain. Throbbing, dull, aching pain.

Sesshoumaru fought to clear his mind, but was finding his lucid moments to be further and further apart. And it seemed every time he came to, Tsetsukosei would reappear to put him right back under.

At this point, death would be welcome.

Sesshoumaru closed his eyes ruefully. // Never before have I so grossly underestimated an opponent... or perhaps overestimated myself. Mayhap it was a bit of both. //

Something was off...something had changed. Sesshoumaru blearily looked about until he realized with a start that he was laying on the floor, no longer hanging from his wrists on the wall. In fact, neither his wrist nor his ankles remained chained.

He sat up swiftly and heard the rattle of a chain, a weight on his neck. His hands flew to his throat and clutched at the metal band they found there, his face suddenly burning with anger and shame. // He would dare to put a COLLAR on this Sesshoumaru?! //

"Chained like the dog you are, puppy..." came that horrible voice that raked against all his nerves the wrong way. Sesshoumaru whipped his gaze around, his sunfire-golden eyes blazing with hatred and renewed fury. "Oh...this seems to have struck a chord. The little alpha puppy does not like being bound at the throat, is that it?"

Sesshoumaru remained silent, though his lips twitched, trying to form an involuntary snarl. His claws dug into his palms deeply enough to draw blood. He climbed to his feet and turned his back to Tsetsukosei after giving him a truly frigid glare.

There was a scraping, rustling noise as the youkai drew himself forward. When he was within striking range, Sesshoumaru whirled with a vicious growl, his claws dripping with venom as he slashed at his tormenter. A new series of pains shot through the battered taiyoukai as his claws failed to penetrate - indeed, a couple snapped on the solid, armored plates of Tsetsukosei's chest...and the horrid screeching the rest caused sent sharp spikes of anguish into his sensitive ears.

Sesshoumaru fell back, looking at the snapped middle claws of his hand as if he had been cruelly betrayed. Tsetsukosei's burst of raucous laughter did little to make him feel better. His wrists were suddenly seized in an iron grip as the reptilian monster lunged, slamming him back against the wall almost hard enough to crack his spine.

"Foolish, insolent cur...you would do well to simply learn your place instead of fighting me. Your life would be so much simpler. Ask my forgiveness and acknowledge me as your Master and I shall spare you punishment."Sesshoumaru was not given to crude, base language, nor did he make a habit of speaking in anything less than was befitting of his station. However, there was only one thing the taiyoukai could say to that.

"Fuck you."

Tsetsukosei chuckled wickedly, amused to hear Sesshoumaru's cultured, dignified purr uttering something so harsh and classless. "You will live to regret those words. Or not. It does not matter to me. Death would not be an escape for you."

Sesshoumaru hadn't considered that. He silently cursed himself. Of course this wretched fiend had some power over death as well - his threat on Rin's soul was what got him into this mess in the first place! There seemed to have been much, in fact, he had failed to take into consideration. It was unlike him to be so...careless. // And yet, when I saw him with my Rin like that...I did not care of the consequences. Oh, this Sesshoumaru is a fool...my Lord Father, forgive your son for failing so... perhaps my hanyou brother will be better suited as your heir than I. //

A involuntary, surprised snarl ripped itself free of Sesshoumaru as Tsetsukosei grabbed his attention by rather roughly grabbing him between the legs. The beast snickered in cruel amusement as he continued to squeeze and fondle him. "You are such a pretty thing, puppy..."

Sesshoumaru's voice was barely intelligible over the angry snarl that accompanied it. "Get your filthy hands OFF of me!" The taiyoukai's eyes had flared to crimson, but for some reason he could not make the instinctive change his body screamed at him to make...to take on his true form and show this...this thing!...what a dire mistake he had made.

"I think not. In fact, I intend to keep you as my mate. Perhaps more a plaything...'mate' implies you have some say in the matter."

Sesshoumaru snapped. His prized control vaporized. He had, quite simply, Had Enough. "RELEASE ME NOW OR SUFFER!" he roared, baring his teeth and actually snapping at Tsetsukosei. His youki surged within him and his back arched sharply, almost powerfully enough to throw the monster off of him. Tsetsukosei blinked before bursting into laughter. Sesshoumaru's burst of rage cooled quickly as his exhaustion surged forward. Golden eyes slid shut and his head fell forward, his chest heaving as he panted, suddenly feeling so tired...

Tsetsukosei dug a clawed hand into his hip, the cruel talons sinking in several inches. Sesshoumaru's eyes instantly snapped back open. "Now now, none of that. I have a much better use for you." When Sesshoumaru did not respond past a baleful glare, the youkai continued. "Get on your knees and beg me to allow me to let you pleasure me."

Sesshoumaru DID almost fall to his knees, but it was assuredly not out of the slightest inkling to acquiesce to the fiend's request. For the second time, he acted a commoner. "Fuck...you."

Tsetsukosei growled before leaning forward, his weight crushing Sesshoumaru against the wall. The taiyoukai felt the strain on his breastbone and heard the sound of ribs cracking under the pressure. "No? Well, then, I suppose I'll just have to pleasure myself, then."

The taiyoukai wondered dimly why he would possibly care at ALL if Tsetsukosei decided to do something of the sort because he refused to take to his knees and service him.

A moment later it all made shocking, horrible sense. Tsetsukosei backed off of him and released his grip on Sesshoumaru's wrist, only to grab him by the collar and hurl him viciously to the floor. The taiyoukai hit with an impact that blasted the breath from his lungs and made him see stars where his head cracked sharply off the stone floor. The pain was pushed back as a clarion call of clarity shone into his mind, flown in on the wings of something that could only be described as panic.

The beast intended to mount him.

A fresh surge of energy shot through Sesshoumaru as he tensed, claws scrabbling for purchase as he hastily attempted to right himself. He never had a chance, however. Tsetsukosei was too horribly fast and too strong. A heavy taloned hand slammed against his spine near his shoulderblades, slapping him back down with enough force to crack the fine bone structure of his cheek.

"Perhaps you will learn to accept the kindnesses I offer you in light of the results if you do not, puppy," Tsetsukosei hissed. Sesshoumaru squirmed, ignoring the pain of his body as he tried to do anything he could to get away from the sharp claws of the dragon's other hand raking down his back. In response, the youkai gouged his claws into Sesshoumaru's hip to the bone, holding him immobile. His arms were pinned uselessly beneath him, the pressure on his shoulders rendering them incapable of movement.

He heard Tsetsukosei's hated laughter and heavy breathing as something prodded against him from behind. His mind reeled in a sickening spiral of denial.

Tsetsukosei grinned ferally as he snapped his hips forward, burying his massive erection to the hilt inside of Sesshoumaru. The normally stoic, frigid taiyoukai...who had not made so much as a grunt through all of his beatings and torture thus far, let out a high-pitched howl of anguish.

Sesshoumaru was vaguely aware of someone screaming, loudly, but did not realize it was himself. He was certain his entire body had just been torn in two, split at the seams. Things within him had been rent at the vicious invasion, and he smelled his own blood and the heavy, putrid scent of Tsetsukosei's arousal. Sharp tears stung the corners of his eyes and a low, keening whine ripped itself from the depths of his soul, increasing in pitch as the beast began to thrust into him fast and hard.

The taiyoukai lost all sense of time. Nothing in his world existed but this oppressive, rending pain. He was beyond caring that tortured gasps and cries escaped him, beyond caring that tears slid down his cheeks. He heard Tsetsukosei speak, some lewd comment or another, but the words made no sense to him. All that mattered was the pain, this endless pain.

Tsetsukosei growled in vicious delight, Sesshoumaru's unconscious noises of anguish serving only to spike his arousal. He had never had any creature, willing or not, that had brought him such a level of pleasure. Never had anything been so warm and tight and sweet, blood and warm flesh and that delicious whine from such a proud, elegant throat...

With a thunderous roar, the demon came abruptly, his seed exploding into the small, torn body beneath him. It burned horribly, but Sesshoumaru couldn't break free of the shock in his mind to so much as twitch, let alone react more purposefully.

Tsetsukosei grunted and tossed Sesshoumaru roughly against the wall with one hand as if he were no more than a soiled rag doll. The taiyoukai hit and fell to the floor, golden eyes wide and staring, but unfocused on anything as he lay where he was discarded. "Oh, surely the mighty Sesshoumaru is not so easily broken..." he chuckled, his voice heavy with sated lust. Sesshoumaru gave no reaction that he had heard.

The demon beast licked his lips with his thick black tongue as he eyed Sesshoumaru. He sensed he would get nothing further from his victim for now. With a chuckle, he turned and took a few steps before vanishing into the shadows at the far end of the cell.