InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Pride (In the Name of Love) ❯ Chapter 7

Pride (In the Name of Love) 7 / ??
Written by Jezz-Ra
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A/N - Nothing much to report.
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Sesshoumaru slowly came back to consciousness, his head throbbing and his throat burning. A tremendous weight was settled on him, and his limbs didn't seem to want to move. Slowly his golden eyes slit open and he took stock of the situation. The lingering grogginess that was fuzzying his thoughts vanished in an instant.

He couldn't move his limbs because he was chained down, spread-eagle on a massive bed. His wrists were clamped together and tied over his head, but his legs were attached to opposite posts. The weight on him was Tsetsukosei, who was watching him intently. He growled, low and angry, when he realized Sesshoumaru was conscious. "You've done it this time, puppy. I had been so pleased with your behavior...and then you ruin it. Did you make me look a fool on purpose? You planned that all day...waited until it would hurt me the most."

// Only wish I could rightfully take credit for that... // Sesshoumaru thought to himself with grim satisfaction. It may be a small victory in light of whatever Tsetsukosei had planned for him...but it was a victory nonetheless.

Tsetsukosei shifted and grabbed Sesshoumaru by the wrist. Sesshoumaru frowned inwardly, confused - apparently, he was being held down...but why? The chains would be enough to keep him in place...

He got his answer a moment later when Tsetsukosei pulled out a metal clamp. Golden eyes widened as the reptilian monster attached the clamp to his claw on his index finger. The beast's growl was raspy and angry. "Thought it was CATS that you had to de-claw..."

Sesshoumaru let out an entirely involuntary yowl as Tsetsukosei's powerful muscles flexed and the beast tore his claw out at the roots. Pain shot through him and a bright burst of blood came from his finger, mingled with an ooze of his wicked venom. Tsetsukosei smirked and moved to the next one. One by one, he ripped out Sesshoumaru's claws. This wasn't like a flesh wound - tearing his claws out at the roots was about as grave as having a limb amputated. It was not something that would heal or regenerate quickly, if at all.

Sesshoumaru was horrified. The pain was intense, but the thought of being without his claws downright sickened him. He had other means of defense, of course, but his claws were personal. They had always been there, always been reliable. They were his weapon of choice in most cases, and now they were GONE. So was his poison, in that case...unless he got close enough to bite, he had no other way to inject it.

So caught up in his anguish - both mental and physical - the taiyoukai didn't realize Tsetsukosei had released him. The beast was smirking, turning his back to Sesshoumaru and striding across the room. He remained busy for a long while, before turning back around.

The taiyoukai glanced at what the beast held and let out an angry snarl of indignation and disbelief. The beast had threaded his talons on a string and was tying it around his neck, wearing it as a trophy and an open flag of mockery. "You slimy bastard..." he hissed, baring his fangs and yanking viciously at the chains that bound him. The chains themselves did not give, but there was a faint creak from the frame to which they were anchored.

Tsetsukosei growled, any trace of good humor vanishing as he opened the chains, hoisting Sesshoumaru - still bound at the wrists - in one hand. He threw the taiyoukai around as if he weighed nothing. Moving to an open area of the large room, he attached the chain at Sesshoumaru's wrists to a hook from the ceiling, leaving the taiyoukai to dangle. His feet were too high off the ground to actually touch, and the pressure his body weight put on his wrists - and up to his tortured hands - was extraordinarily painful.

"I do hope you survive me this time, puppy. You have pushed too far. But even if you are to die, know that your existence changes not. I hold your soul in thrall as much as your body. Your pain will be infinite and endless." The beast was examining something and then turned back to Sesshoumaru. In his hands was a whip, crafted of braided leather and razor-thin strips of wire. The end split into a half-dozen small tails, each one tipped with a gleaming metal barb.

The scourge made a high-pitched scream as it whistled through the air, cracking loudly as it struck. Sesshoumaru's body jolted and he bit his tongue to keep from crying out. The wire laid his flesh open in long, thin, painful stripes, and the barbs grabbed and tore at his flesh further.

Grimly satisfied, the beast lashed him again and again, each new red stripe seeming to drive him into an even more vicious frenzy. Hanging as he was, there was no way for Sesshoumaru to twist or move out of the way of any of the strikes, and soon all his body was a spiderweb of bloody lines, punctuated by small painful dots from the barbs.

Tsetsukosei threw down the whip and stalked forward, breathing heavily. Sesshoumaru's eyes were rolling and he was deathly pale, but he hadn't cried out. The beast moved behind him, and suddenly a line of fire shot through him, along with a gush of warm blood. The draconic youkai's talons had slowly and deliberately dug into his legs, severing tendons and rendering the limbs useless. The taiyoukai arched his body forcibly and cried out, instinctively trying to curl up against the anguish but he was unable.

The agony only intensified as Tsetsukosei abruptly released his chains from the hook on the ceiling. Sesshoumaru landed on his feet and crumbled to the ground, the pain almost making him swoon. His arms were numb and dead, pulled free of their sockets from his jerking and the weight of his own body forced to hang from them. He was effectively paralyzed, without the blessing of numbness.

Tsetsukosei crouched next to the fallen youkai, grabbing his chin roughly, his talons gouging into Sesshoumaru's cheeks. "Do you know, little puppy, that I am a master shapeshifter?"

Sesshoumaru didn't answer - he didn't think he could even if he had chosen to. He wanted desperately to embrace the blackness encroaching on the edges of his vision but could not. In the same way Tsetsukosei had somehow locked him into this form, he also seemed to have found a way to keep him conscious against his will.

"This form is the one I favor, but I am perfectly capable of modifying it to meet my every whim." As he spoke, a pair of barbed tentacles shot out from his shoulders, lashing around Sesshoumaru's wrists and holding him tightly. "I was loathe to risk your destruction, but I find I do not care in light of the shame you have brought me this day in front of my peers."

Another pair of tentacle-like limbs curled out of Tsetsukosei's sides, wrapping around Sesshoumaru's body and hoisting him up. The small spikes dug into his skin and sucked at his blood, feeding off of him. Tsetsukosei's breath was hot on the back of the taiyoukai's neck as he leaned forward, again sinking his teeth into the vivid, horrible scar that was his mating mark, his visible claim on Sesshoumaru.

Sesshoumaru felt Tsetsukosei's new limbs jerk his thighs apart and they held him steady. He knew what was coming and his mind desperately protested, but the monster's too-large erection tore into his body anyways. Tsetsukosei smirked cruelly, pausing when he was fully hilted in the taiyoukai's smaller frame. Idly he gouged his claws into Sesshoumaru's hips, scraping them against bone. The piercing, involuntary scream the pretty taiyoukai always gave when he was entered was so satisfying...

Sesshoumaru quivered, his vision blurred from involuntary tears of pain mingled with blood from some of his uncountable smaller wounds. He heard Tsetsukosei's raspy voice near his ear - after said ear was bitten sharply. "Would you like to see where else I can grow spikes, puppy?"

Sesshoumaru's eyes widened and his mouth dropped open, his scream freezing in his lungs, too intense to voice. Several razor-sharp, vicious little spikes had suddenly sprang into existence along the full length of Tsetsukosei's cock. The demon beast began to thrust his hips slowly, each motion shredding Sesshoumaru's body further.

It was too much. Despite the powerful hold over him Tsetsukosei had, Sesshoumaru could not stay conscious for long. His body was simply too damaged. He mercifully fainted a short while before the fiend's powerful orgasm hit.

Tsetsukosei smirked and dropped the broken taiyoukai to the ground roughly, allowing his tentacles and spikes to melt back into his flesh. He eyed Sesshoumaru for a moment, idly wondering if even the powerful taiyoukai's extraordinary regeneration would be able to keep him alive. He stood and casually walked from the room to bathe, leaving Sesshoumaru as he was on the floor.

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"You sure this is going to work, monk?" Inuyasha said doubtfully, eyeing the prayer beads in his hands.

"No," Miroku responded. "You keep asking me that and you KNOW I don't know what the hells I'm doing. But those should allow you to be able to at least see the spirit realm...and if you can see it, well, that's a step closer to being able to interact with it."

Inuyasha nodded and unceremoniously dropped the beads over his head. "I don't see nothin', monk."

Miroku sighed, leaning heavily on his walking stick. Oh, how he missed his staff... "You have to concentrate, Inuyasha. Clear your mind, focus, and open yourself up to it. Slowly."

Inuyasha huffed at his bangs and flicked his ears in annoyance - concentration and patience weren't his strong suits. However, he knew how to clear his mind and prepare himself for battle - this shouldn't be too much different. Slowly, the hanyou opened his eyes. "Holy shit..."

"I take it, from your typically eloquent response, that you see what I was talking about..." Miroku quipped. He blinked as Inuyasha drew Tetsusaiga and headed for the wormy black mass. "Uh...Inuyasha, what are you doing?!" he asked in alarm.

"My brother's in there?""Well, probably, but you saw what that thing did to me and I just poked it!""I can take a lot more of a beating than you. Just...have the healers ready when I get back. Even if I don't need em, my brother might."

Before Miroku could do anything to stop him, Inuyasha grinned ferally and slashed Tetsusaiga in a vicious arc at the squirming mass. A deafening shriek made both him and Miroku wince, but Inuyasha didn't pause in his forward momentum. The worm-like things blocking the portal had parted for Tetsusaiga's slash, and the hanyou leapt into the hole before they plugged it again.

Once on the other side, Inuyasha frowned deeply. The portal was not visible from this side, and no amount of concentrating seemed to bring it back into his vision. "Fuck me. A one way door."

Inuyasha was nearly overwhelmed by the smell of stale blood - his brother's blood. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could clearly see it staining the floor and the walls. The hanyou frowned deeply and picked up Sesshoumaru's armor. He felt a twinge of sadness as he looked at it, although he shook it away forcibly.

Unable to carry the armor and keep his sword properly ready, Inuyasha worked his way into it. It was too big for him and the fit wasn't entirely comfortable - he felt vaguely like he was playing dress-up. However, Sesshoumaru would want it back, so he couldn't just LEAVE it.

Inuyasha made his way to the doorway. There were no obvious scent trails to follow - his brother hadn't been here for some time it'd seem. Cautiously, he crept up the stairs, steering well clear of the slightest trace of unfamiliar youkai scent. Much as he would have enjoyed thrashing a few demons, alerting everyone to his presence would probably be a bad idea. Especially while he was in such a creepy fortress.

Once on the upper level, he caught Sesshoumaru's scent. Or more specifically, the scent of his blood. Fresh. Lots of it. Inuyasha scowled in determination and made his way hastily - but stealthily - down the hall. It seemed to be empty and carried only one youkai's scent - probably the leader or at least someone of high ranking. The lesser demons must not be allowed in this area. Good.

Inuyasha scurried down the hallway and came to a stop in front of a door. The blood-scent left no doubt as to his brother's location. The hanyou reached down, trying the handle, and was surprised when the door easily opened. // Not much for security around here. Around my brother. That's strange. Why's he still here if they aren't even bothering to guard h-- //

Inuyasha's thoughts ground to a halt as he caught the first sight of his elder sibling. Sesshoumaru lay in a pool of blood, his skin and silvery hair stained a deep crimson. His body was so covered in gouges, slashes, and tears that Inuyasha couldn't find a square inch of unmarred skin. The sharp scent of sex mingled with the blood - Inuyasha didn't even have to look at his brother's tattered body to know more of what went on.

"S...Sesshoumaru..." he mumbled weakly, dropping to his knees and reaching out, but not daring to actually touch the taiyoukai. His hand trembled. He had seen many horrible things in his life, but never had he seen a victim like this. He hesitantly felt for a pulse - it was there, fluttery and weak, but there. Inuyasha quivered, tears stinging his eyes. He noticed Sesshoumaru's bloody, claw-less fingertips....and beneath all the fresh wounds, uncountable wounds that were still in the process of healing. A vivid, bloody scar on his neck clearly marked him as the mate of...something. Inuyasha had never seen a mating bite like it before, although it looked similar to a dragon youkai's. // Sesshoumaru would never allow someone to claim him willingly...you poor bastard... //

Inuyasha sheathed Tetsusaiga and stood. He grabbed a sheet off the bed and carefully draped it around his brother before lifting him, trying to ignore how it almost instantly blossomed with crimson and stuck wetly to open, bloody wounds. "I'm getting you out of here. I'll take you home..."

Inuyasha made his way back to the hallway. With the portal closed to him, he'd just have to go out the front door and hope he wasn't seen.

Luck was with him, and he managed to make it to the courtyard. He studiously ignored the blood-trail behind him, knowing that he would be caught soon, would have to be caught soon...but hoping he had enough of a lead.

"Inu...yasha...?" a faint, hoarse voice whispered. Inuyasha saw his brother's eyes open, and he was shocked at how dim and ... vulnerable ... he looked.

"I'm getting you out of here, Sesshoumaru. You don't have to worry anymore."

Panic bloomed in his eyes and Sesshoumaru twitched, although he was still more or less paralyzed. "N...no..." he managed to choke out. Seeing his brother so alarmed both frightened Inuyasha and steeled his resolve.

"Don't worry, Sessh, I'll take care of you."

"Nnno..." Sesshoumaru choked on a mouthful of blood, but the panic never left his features. He spat it out harshly. "St..op..."

"You don't have to be afraid, Sessh, just rest," Inuyasha said.

His misinterpretation of his brother's reasoning proved very costly to both of them. Noting the first of his pursuers appearing at the main entrance behind him, Inuyasha sped up and took a leap, sailing clear over the wall that housed the main gate.

Instantly, Sesshoumaru's shock collar went into overdrive, the current slamming through him and, by contact, Inuyasha. The hanyou saw dark sparks ricochet through his skull as his muscles seized and he dropped like a rock. The impact jarred Sesshoumaru from his grasp.

Inuyasha lay, panting and pained, feeling a faint trickle of blood coming from his ears. He was deeply alarmed, however, to see the shock continuing to sizzle through his elder sibling.

Not knowing what to do, he grabbed the sheet and leapt back over the wall, doing his level best to avoid skin contact. Luck was with him and he made it. The smell of burnt flesh - Sesshoumaru's throat - almost made Inuyasha retch. A deep, rasping voice caused him to look up.

"Well, well...not one pup of the Inu no Taisho's, but both? This must be my lucky day," Tsetsukosei chuckled malevolently, looking at Sesshoumaru and advancing on Inuyasha. Before the hanyou could react, his brother was plucked up in one clawed hand.

Inuyasha looked at the figure before him and swallowed thickly. "Shit."