InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sengoku Babies ❯ Sesshomaru's Quandary ( Chapter 1 )

These stories will be a loose look at the children of the Sengoku past born to Sango and Miroku, to Koga and Ayame, to Sesshomaru and Rin, and to Shippou and his human wife Kyoko. It is a loosely based sequel to “The Inutaisho Legacy” (shameless plug here).

 

Disclaimer: Penpaninu does not claim to own Inuyasha, nor is getting paid to write this. If I could get paid to sit around in my pajamas and write fanfiction, I wouldn't have to deal with annoying customers. Children of characters that don't belong to me, however, belong to me. (Smile)

 

“Sengoku Babies” chapter one

Sesshomaru's Quandary

Five hundred years into the past

 

Sesshomaru cradled his infant son in the crook of one arm. He stood on a balcony beneath the full moon and watched the celestial Lord's gleaming smile from the white ball in the sky. The Lord of the Western Lands sighed and looked down at his heir. Daikousai slept contently tucked against his elbow, his small mouth working. His hair was jet black, as dark as Rin's, his ears rounded like a humans and if his eyes were open, they'd be black instead of gold. Sesshomaru found he did not like the nights his son ebbed fully to his more human half, but Inuyasha had given him advice about these times, warning him full in advance, thanks to his own trial and error in his experiences.

It was a hassle keeping this secret from his court and staff these few nights, but Sesshomaru would not have any marks held against his heir. He had gone too far to get him. Daikousai whimpered and snuggled closer again his father's sleeve, his nose working hard to take in his sire's familiar scent. Sesshomaru's own nose worked slightly and he almost made a face. His boy even smelled different these few nights, but he tried to concentrate on the warmth his body still made which was as familiar as the first day when he held him.

“Sleep, son. Your father has you,” Sesshomaru rumbled. Daikousai made to fret, then he relaxed, his tiny cheek pressed against the silk of Sesshomaru's sleeping robe.

“Has he gone to rest?” Rin asked softly from behind him. Sesshomaru turned slightly to take in his Lady wife. She pulled her sleeping robe about her and sat up in the wide low bed they shared. Sesshomaru's eyes softened, noting the way her breasts hung heavy with milk and he shifted his stance to keep his thoughts from reaching his groin. His son nestled against his chest and whimpered in his sleep. Sesshomaru looked down at him. His heart thudded at the trust the child in his arms showed.

“He's just now drifted off,” Sesshomaru crooned. He stepped carefully into his chambers from the balcony and laid the bundle of fully human infant into his cradle. Rin made to get off the bed and join him but Sesshomaru stopped her.

“You need rest, Rin. Lean on me,” he commanded. Rin waited for Sesshomaru to get onto the bed, and leaned back against his stolid chest. His arms lay around her middle and he gently nuzzled her mating mark.

“I just worry when it's the new moon,” Rin whispered. She watched the cradle apprehensively until Sesshomaru's kisses got her attention. Sesshomaru was tired too, but you would never know it from the way he held her. Rin closed her eyes and tilted her head back for a kiss. Sesshomaru let her go lean back against the wall of his chest and smoothed his hands over her waist.

“This Sesshomaru does as well,” Sesshomaru murmured. He felt Rin's breathing go slack and gently laid her in the bed. He ran a careful hand over her hair and side, watching her sleep. Then the Lord of the Western Lands closed his eyes finally.

 

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“Hnn… Hnnnn….” Sesshomaru opened his eyes a few hours later as their infant made anxious sounds in his cradle. He would be wailing in thirty seconds if swift action were not taken.

Rin rubbed her eyes and looked at the crib, aghast with weary shock. “I think I'll die of exhaustion,” she whispered softly. Sesshomaru patted her side and sat up. His robe hung half parted from his muscular frame. He stood over the cradle and the smallest of quirks lifted the edges of his lips. Daikousai waved his tiny fists, the sunlight gleaming through his white hair. His puppy ears twitched, and his little nose worked, taking in his father's scent. Sesshomaru rumbled lowly and lifted the infant into his hands. Daikousai looked up at him, his golden eyes gleaming. And he quieted down when Sesshomaru carried him to the bed.

“Rin, our heir requires his feeding,” Sesshomaru whispered. Rin opened her eyes and tried not to groan. Sesshomaru knew her body was exhausted and he could not fault her, but he was here too. Half the work was put on him, wasn't it?

“I know, Sesshomaru-sama… let me… have a minute….” Rin rubbed the circles under her eyes and sat up. Sesshomaru let her lean against him and worked Daikousai into her arms. His hands parted her robe for their son and Daikousai murmured as he fed. Rin sang softly, her fingers stroking his white hair. Sesshomaru moved aside when Rin burped their heir. Daikousai clung to his mother's shoulder and looked wide-eyed at Sesshomaru with silent glowing eyes. Sesshomaru regarded his boy with a brief nod.

“The night has passed, Rin. He's safe again,” Sesshomaru murmured. Daikousai yawned and snuggled against Rin's shoulder. Rin nodded and rubbed his tiny back.

“You have to tell your dignitaries not to bother us on these nights, my lord. They can't know,” Rin whispered. Sesshomaru nodded and took their son.

“The kitsune Shippou came last night to extend his wishes to our family. My lady would do well to remember he and his would not forsake our heir's inherent humanity. This Sesshomaru has asked his son to be our ward,” Sesshomaru intoned. He rocked Daikousai. Rin ran a hand over Sesshomaru's leg and lay down, closing her eyes.

“That is well and good my lord. Shippou has a fine son,” Rin yawned. Sesshomaru watched her and stood with Daikousai in his arms. He gently rocked him lest he wake his mother. His lady was well and truly tired. He would take the boy with him.

“Sleep, Rin. This one will take the heir,” Sesshomaru murmured. Daikousai watched him with mild interest. Rin passed out as he left, allowing the servants to click the doors shut behind him.

“My lord, will you require our assistance?” About five maids and three guards zipped up and bowed low as he exited the royal bedchambers. Sesshomaru handed his heir over carefully to a maid, his eyes coldly promising death if she mishandled his son. The young youkai trembled and crooned softly to Daikousai. Daikousai watched her with as much interest as Sesshomaru had.

“Yes, this one will carry our heir. This Sesshomaru will require the morning meal, and any business brought to our attention,” Sesshomaru intoned. He set a deliberate pace for the maid to follow, his senses keeping his heir close to him. Daikousai shifted in her arms, restless without his sire's arms. But Sesshomaru knew he could smell him, and that would alleviate some of his worry. Damn these appearances. Sesshomaru wanted to keep his son with him in his arms, and close to his scent, damned what the other youkai thought. But he was not weak, so he would appear strong. Daikousai was well cared for in the arms of the young maid. Appearances were kept.

Sesshomaru still growled under his breath when the maid made to take Daikousai away from the low meal table he dined at usually with Rin and his half brother's family. The maid yelped and knelt down, cradling the heir. Daikousai burbled and watched her, his eyes gleaming with slight fascination. Sesshomaru chuckled and dined delicately. You would never tell how exhausted he was.

“Sesshomaru-sama! I have come as requested, Sesshomaru-sama!” Jaken squawked and charged into the room. He bent down on one knee by Sesshomaru's leg, trembling for his approval. Sesshomaru murmured and sipped his wine.

“This Sesshomaru did not ask to see you,” Sesshomaru murmured. Jaken looked up, his face stretched with fear.

“But my lord! You have left the royal bedchambers! Surely you would need this Jaken's assistance for anything!” Jaken pleaded. Sesshomaru set his chopsticks down, and smoothed his sleeves over his wrists.

“Myoga-ojii will suffice,” Sesshomaru went on. Jaken saw his life of favor flash before his eyes until his lord went on. “However, you will stay at the heir's side whether he is with The Lady of the Western Lands or not.”

Jaken looked up, his face stretched in an uproarious grin. “Yes, my lord Sesshomaru! It will be done!” The young maid turned her nose up as the repulsive goblin hopped over to guard her side. Daikousai squirmed as he neared.

“Good,” Sesshomaru demurred. “Just remain silent.”

“Yes, Sesshomaru-sama!”

“Ah,” Daikousai echoed. Sesshomaru let his cold gaze settle on the boy and returned to his meal. That damn young maid squirmed and blushed every time he looked over as if he favored her. Did anyone consider their self that fortunate to have this Sesshomaru's attention? The only woman that attracted his desires was Rin and he would not disturb her rest. He was looking over merely to watch his son.

This Sesshomaru did not trust anyone with his child alone.

“My lord Sesshomaru, there are scrolls awaiting your approval,” A large burly guard bowed low on one knee, shouldering his yari. Sesshomaru finished his wine and stood, his sleeping robe immaculate.

“We will receive him in our study. You will follow this Sesshomaru,” Sesshomaru barked at the young maid. She trembled with a blush, but followed, Daikousai burbling merrily in her arms. Jaken kept pace with her long legs easily.

Sesshomaru was content to look over scrolls from his dignitaries, with Jaken and the maid seated across from his desk, more so he could keep an eye on his son. Daikousai made a time of her services, spitting up on her kimono, soiling his swaddling bands and screeching to be fed. Sesshomaru watched his son with the beginnings of that rare smile on his face.

“You may leave him with us and return with the Lady Rin,” Sesshomaru commanded the maid. The maid bowed, handed the squirmy bundle to Jaken and backed out of the study, her gaze lowered respectfully. Jaken squawked and protested as Daikousai squirmed, getting used to his particular scent.

“It's okay little master Sesshomaru-sama, it's only your servant Jaken! Buuuuh,” Jaken crossed his large eyes and Daikousai squealed, then regarded him as seriously as Sesshomaru would have. Sesshomaru smiled and set his seal to his edicts.

“He is a fine child, my lord!” Jaken went on, to carry conversation. He had had practice caring for Inutaro, and Daikousai was a gentler infant in the first place.

“This Sesshomaru is inclined to say that is a fact,” Sesshomaru murmured, setting his scrolls in order to be delivered. Daikousai squirmed when Rin entered, the young youkai maid at her heels, her gaze lowered respectfully.

“You may leave us,” Sesshomaru commanded her and held his hand out for his Lady. Rin knelt at his side and blushed when Sesshomaru parted the lapels of her simple kimono, baring her to the waist. Jaken blushed and stammered, averting his gaze elsewhere from the sight of Rin's breasts. He bowed and offered Daikousai to the Lady's arms and kept his face to the floor as Daikousai latched onto a dark nipple and sucked.

“Jaken, leave us,” Sesshomaru rumbled. He couldn't stop the fit of rage he felt for the brief glance his loyal servant had of his lady's breasts, even if servants could be present for that sort of thing. It was his family, after all.

“Of course, Sesshomaru-sama! A fine afternoon to you, my Lady Rin,” Jaken backed out on his hands and knees and the door slid shut behind him. Sesshomaru sat behind Rin and sniffed her bare neck around her hair. Rin smiled and looked up over her shoulder at him. Daikousai looked up at his father out of the corner of his eye, his small hand pressed against the curve of his mother's breast.

“It's only Jaken-sama, my lord Sesshomaru. He is almost my family too,” Rin gently chided her husband. Sesshomaru watched her, his face still, but his eyes danced with warmth.

“This Sesshomaru does not want anyone to see his lady's admirable curves,” Sesshomaru demurred. His arms lay around her waist and he sighed when Rin leaned her head back against his chest. Daikousai took his mouth from her nipple and sighed, flicking his golden eyes up to his mother.

“Oh, he needs to burp….. excuse me, my lord,” Rin said, moving aside and lifting Daikousai to her shoulder with a rag. She rubbed his tiny back and Daikousai nestled against her, squirming and sighing. Sesshomaru looked up at the doors, his nose working hard and sat up. His hair was slightly tangled and cascaded to his waist, and his sleeping yukata very simple, but he looked every bit a lord.

“Sesshomaru-sama?” Rin asked. She cradled Daikousai in her arms. Sesshomaru smirked and commanded the doors open. Shippou stood on the other side, looking largely out of place in his peasant hakama, haori, and fox vest. His topknot hung long over one shoulder, and he cradled a bundle inside his happi coat.

“My lord!” Shippou grinned and bowed on one knee. His tail swished around his hip. Sesshomaru nodded and grunted in response.

“How does your heir fare?” Sesshomaru asked. Shippou grinned and opened his coat, revealing his half kitsune son, red-faced and red-haired and interested to his surroundings.

“I brought him over real quick to meet your approval, my lord. I see your lady holding your own heir. He's a handsome boy,” Shippou greeted happily. Rin smiled and kissed Daikousai's brow.

“Thank you, Shippou-sama,” she said. Shippou grinned at her.

 

Sesshomaru welcomed the kitsune into his study and welcomed his son into his protection. Akigawa regarded the tall white lord with wide green eyes. Jaken peeked into the study and saw the three adults in gentle company, the infant boys together.

 

End for now

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Most sincerely yours, penpaninu 5/07/06