InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Pride (In the Name of Love) ❯ Chapter 32

Pride (In the Name of Love) 32 / ??
Written by Jezz-Ra
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A/N - Less sick, still coughing my fool head off. And two days off! Rawr! I could use a lil R&R. And for the record - Sairex is SO very Miroku-resistant. He's TOTALLY going to win that bet, yep.
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Inuyasha froze when he opened the door to his brother's room. A pair of sharp golden eyes immediately leveled on him. He felt as if he had just been ripped open and laid out, gone over piece by piece and assessed in the split second that gaze stayed on him. The hanyou repressed the urge to shudder. The gaze on him immediately softened and a smile twitched Toga's lips.

Inuyasha was confused, oh so confused. It sunk in with a start what he was seeing in the room, but it made no sense to him. Sesshoumaru was curled up against the chest of a man who looked just like...but...

"Ah. I am glad you have arrived."

Sesshoumaru's spine went rigid when he realized Inuyasha had shown up and he straightened, making a valiant and mostly successful effort to wipe the emotion from his face. Toga released him and stood, walking over to stand before Inuyasha.

"What the FUCK is going on?!" Inuyasha's ears flattened back and he fumbled for his sword, jerking it out and pointing it at his father.

"Stupid hanyou, what are you doing?!" Sesshoumaru's voice was bitingly acidic, quite possibly the most livid tone Inuyasha had ever heard from his brother. He blinked in surprise, but his surprise was compounded a moment later when Toga snapped his gaze to his elder son.

"Sesshoumaru!"

Sesshoumaru flinched as if struck and, to Inuyasha's complete shock, lowered his eyes submissively. "My apologies."

Toga nodded before returning his attention to Inuyasha. "Put the sword away, pup."

Inuyasha growled. "I'll do what I want with my sword, and I'm not your pup!"

"Actually...you are."

"Don't fuck with me. I don't know how you managed to trick Sesshoumaru, maybe it's cause he got a little scrambled, but our father is DEAD, and has been since-""Inuyasha!" Toga's voice boomed suddenly, his tone stopping Inuyasha's rant in its tracks. The sheer note of command and authority in it made the hanyou's ears flatten back and he cringed, feeling suddenly guilty. "Do not speak ill of your brother. I will not tolerate it from either of you. Am I perfectly clear?"

"I'm not sure, I'm a little scrambled," Sesshoumaru hissed darkly.

Inuyasha frowned. "Sessh, I'm sorry...but...seriously...this CAN'T be real...you're usually a bit quicker on catching these things than me."

"Enough," Toga said with a low, warning growl. Inuyasha set his jaw defiantly, stubbornly...but lost a little of his determination at Sesshoumaru's immediate reaction.

"Yes, my Lord Father."

"Well...well you may have him fooled, but not me. Our father is d--""Dead. Yes. I am. However, your human monk friend inadvertently seems to have pulled my soul free of the underworld. For lack of a better term, you can say I am a ghost."Inuyasha gawked, then edged his way over to Sesshoumaru before speaking in a harsh whisper. "Sessh...is...is he..."The cold look Sesshoumaru gave him for DARING to doubt the word of their Lord Father was all the response Inuyasha needed.

"Oh..." Inuyasha slowly made his way back over, putting away Tetsusaiga and standing before his father, his expression sheepish and somewhat cowed. "I...I always wanted to meet you."

"Well, now you will have your chance. It is something I will enjoy as well. Perhaps we can chat over dinner?" Inuyasha nodded blankly. Toga turned his gaze to Sesshoumaru. "Will that suit you, my Sesshoumaru...?"

Sesshoumaru nodded silently.

"Come then, Inuyasha...let your brother dress and we shall await him in the dining hall."

Inuyasha nodded numbly and allowed his father to escort him out of the room, still floored and not at all coming to grips with this situation just yet.

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Sairex sighed as he stared at the ceiling. His mind was a whirlwind of shock and confusion. He'd never in his wildest dreams believed Miroku capable of something like this! Admittedly, he suspected that there were some fairly unique circumstances surrounding Tenseiga and Toga's spirit, but even still...

A knock at his door startled him from his contemplation and he sat up, heading over to answer it. One of the servants greeted him with a polite bow.

"Greetings, m'lord. Lord Miroku has humbly requested you dress formally and join him in the ballroom."

Sairex cocked an eyebrow incredulously before nodding. "Very vell. Inform him I zhall join him zhortly."

The servant bowed politely before scurrying off down the hall.

Amused, and more than a little curious as to what Miroku was planning, the raven headed to his closet and began sifting through things. He had a decent wardrobe already, even if none of it was custom-fit for him. Several pieces had to be modified to account for his wings, but it was a simple enough task for the palace staff. It had taken him all of two minutes to be promoted to Chief Advisor, and Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha had saw to it that he had anything he needed. All in all, Sairex thought it was a pretty good deal.

After dressing himself in a white silk shirt and black silk pants, he touched up his hair a bit, smoothed his feathers, and examined himself in the mirror. Deciding he looked quite ravishing, Sairex headed out to the ballroom, not entirely sure what to expect and more than a little amused at the invitation.

A pair of guards greeted him at the door and bowed politely, stepping aside to allow him entry. "Greetings. You are expected."

Sairex nodded and entered the room, blinking in surprise as the doors slowly slid shut behind him. The curtains were drawn, and a lone table was set up for a candlelit dinner in the middle of the floor. Rose petals and candles were arranged artfully around the room. Soft music filtered into the room from somewhere. Sairex blinked as he tried to locate the source - it seemed to be coming from some sort of strange machine.

Curious, the raven headed over to examine the device, but stopped when he heard Miroku's amused voice behind him. "It was a gift from Kagome, our friend from the future. I forget what she called it, but it runs off of little metal tubes with energy inside. Batteries."Sairex whirled and promptly forgot the CD player, aware that he was gaping but unable to stop himself. Miroku looked...incredible. The monk was dressed to kill, wearing a set of black silk pants and shirt with an intricate golden dragon snaking down the length of the outfit. A slender gold chain at his throat made a stunning accent. His hair swung loose just above his shoulders and his smile was devastating. He bowed with a grin and produced a rose from ... well, Sairex really didn't know where. "Greetings...you look wonderful. I'm glad you could join me."

The raven was speechless for a long moment as he accepted the rose. He stared wide-eyed at the monk. Miroku finally smirked and smoothed his hands over his shirt. "What...don't recognize me without the robes? I admit, this is kind of...strange...but I was aiming to impress."

"You look amazing," Sairex finally blurted, acutely aware of and internally cursing the blush that had leapt to his cheeks. Miroku flashed him another dazzling grin before pulling out a chair at the table for him.

"Thank you. Please, sit...dinner's already prepared, they're just waiting for me to ring them."

Sairex did as he was bidden and simply stared as Miroku took his seat across from him. "But...vhy are you...doing all dis...?"

"Well, I can't very well bet you that I can court and seduce you if I don't make an effort...""Kaa...you'll need more dan a couple candles..." Sairex sniffed, but Miroku simply chuckled. "Oh, alright, fine. I admit, I'm impressed. Dis is da most romantic ting anyone has ever done for me."

"A good start, then. By the time I'm finished, you won't know which way is up." Before Sairex could retaliate, the servers arrived with trays of elaborately prepared food and delicacies, as well as a few bottles of extremely fine wine. "Inuyasha was more than happy to make sure the staff knew I was to have anything I requested."

The raven chuckled. "Zo I zee...attempting to ply me vith alcohol? Lower my inhibitions?"Miroku poured them each a glass before giving the raven an innocent smile. "I hardly think the wine would be necessary.""Vell, you're certainly rather zure of yourzelf, aren't you..."

Dinner proved to be an enjoyable experience, with none of the awkward breaches in conversation that occur on so many dates. There was no need for so much idle chatter, after all - they already knew each other backwards and forwards from the time they had spent sharing the same body. Their conversation was largely irrelevant - they spoke more to hear the sound of each other's voices than for any real need of words.

Several glasses of wine and a delicious meal later, and Miroku grinned and got to his feet, extending his hand. "Shall we dance?"Sairex blinked slowly, feeling a little flushed. Drinking wasn't something he was used to, but it was surely a warm and fuzzy sensation. He accepted Miroku's hand and stood. "I'll have you know...dat dancing is...not one of da tings I'm terribly zkilled at..."

"Don't worry, just follow my lead." Before the raven could protest, Miroku's arms slid around his waist and he was swept out onto the dance floor.

If either of them had any lingering doubts about a relationship between them, it was melted away in the slow and intimate rhythm of the music. They swayed together in what couldn't really be called a dance, but neither of them much cared about their dancing technique.

Sairex felt his cheeks flushing brighter and he doubted it was entirely from the wine, suspecting it very much might have something to do with the monk he was so...when had he ended up pressed so tightly against Miroku, exactly? Something about this monk, this human...undid him. Miroku was simply a force of nature...a gravitational pull that had sucked the raven in and refused to let him go. Damn the consequences, he no longer cared.

Miroku had always made something of an art of seduction, even if he didn't often properly employ it, and had been drawn to more beautiful prospects - invariably female - than he could count. In his mad drive to acquire an heir before his wind tunnel killed him, he had not stopped to consider the possibility of taking a male lover. The idea had never been repulsive to him - it simply hadn't occurred to him. After Naraku had been defeated and he didn't need that heir...well, old habits die hard. Changing had not crossed his mind. The game was just part of his life.

And then Sairex came out of nowhere and everything changed. Even before Miroku had ever laid eyes on the lithe, fair-boned creature, he had desired him. Strongly. Powerfully. It made a complete mockery of any lusty thoughts he had had before in his life. Something PRIMAL had twisted up in him when his soul had met the raven's, and he knew a want...no, a NEED...that he never had before.

Without a further thought, Miroku leaned down and captured Sairex's mouth with his own, leisurely plundering its depths. His arms instinctively curled around the youkai's waist as Sairex's hooked around his neck. They kissed until both of them were panting and breathless.

With a soft, pleased sigh Miroku leaned down again, trailing fiery nibbles and kisses down the raven's throat, sucking gently at the juncture of his neck and his collarbone. One hand slid up to idly tease the base of one feathery wing, the other sliding up under Sairex's shirt and holding him by the waist. A soft mewl escaped the raven and his knees almost buckled. Had Miroku not been right there, he likely would have fallen. He wasn't entirely sure if Miroku realized exactly how sensitive the bases of his wings were - but the monk must have had an idea because he was massaging them to devastating effect.

Miroku pulled away enough to take a look at the raven, lust smoldering in his eyes. It was more than simple desire, they both knew it - even if neither of them would admit to it just yet. The sight of Sairex, his cheeks flushed and his lips swollen from kisses threatened to undo Miroku. The monk restrained the urge to throw him down to the floor and simply have his way right there. His voice was husky when he finally spoke, his fingers still teasing the raven's wings and rubbing along his bare skin under his shirt. "So...I win?"

"V...vhat?" Sairex managed to gasp, his eyes almost rolled back in his head. Coherency seemed to be largely beyond him.

"Our bet...tell me I win..."

"Nnnn...." Sairex struggled to deny it, but a strangled gasp was torn from him as the monk squeezed his wing. "Ohhh! Fine, fine, you vin...!"

"Would you...like to go to my room?"

"I thought you'd never ask..."