InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sesshoumaru's Secret Life ❯ First Crush ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2: First Crush

 

The years passed and Sesshoumaru did as she had vowed, putting her energies into learning everything that would be required to become the best lord she could be to impress her father.

 

The Inu no Tashio secretly worried for his son. The boy seemed far more serious than he should be at his age, never showing the happiness that used to bubble forth when the lord was with him. He tried to joke and coax out the sunny smiles that used to play over the boys features without luck. He began to withdraw from his son thinking that maybe Sesshoumaru thought himself too old to play the silly games they had in the past. They grow too fast, the dog lord thought, sighing as he watched his slender son practice his martial art forms unsure of how to bridge the gap that was forming between them.

 

The lord was called away more and more on the business of taking care of his rather large territory and soon Sesshoumaru barely saw her father and when she did he gave her a quick nod and then went off to do other things. The little girl began to withdraw more and more into herself at the lack of nurturing, always feeling that in some way she had fallen short of her vow and had displeased her father. I must be better, I must work harder. Sesshoumaru threw herself into trying to achieve perfection at everything, becoming absolutely compulsive in her desire to get it right.

 

Her mother continued to teach her how a boy, and more importantly a prince, should act and the child took everything to heart. Her mother was pleased in her `son' and would praise Sesshoumaru at her lack of emotion, at her skill with weaponry and the martial arts. The girl had become ambivalent about her mother, she was just a means to an end to learn to do it right. All she wanted was the love and respect from her father.

 

Sesshoumaru hit a snag in her efforts to be the perfect son at the age of eleven. She fell in love.

 

The Inu no Tashio had a meeting at his castle with all the minor lords under him to discuss the threat from the north and what they were going to do about it. Since these men were going to be staying at the Tashio estate for at least a couple of weeks some brought their son's with them to observe and learn.

 

Another of the inu clan had come to the proceedings, in fact a cousin to Inu no Tashio himself, bringing with him his eldest son, Anoki. Sesshoumaru was instantly smitten.

 

The fourteen year old was stunning in her eyes, long grey hair the color of a storm cloud, golden skin tanned from his many days outside surveying their lands with his father, and the most beautiful teal green eyes Sesshoumaru had ever seen. His features were sharp and refined, lacking the baby fat that still plagued Sesshoumaru, with the musculature of a man beginning to show on his physique.

 

Being the Tashio's only heir Sesshoumaru was expected to take part and learn about the proceedings as well so she was introduced to the boy of her dreams.

 

“Sesshoumaru,” her father called for her to come and meet her cousin.

 

“Hai, father,” she replied bowing

 

“This is your cousin, Anoki. I wish you to show him around and to aid him should he require anything.” The dog lord was hoping that the two boys would become friends. He felt his son seemed to be alone far too often and worried for the boys abilities to cope with others. He hoped that some companionship from a peer would perk the young inu up.

 

Sesshoumaru bowed and looked up into the aloof face of her cousin and blushed. Anoki watched the younger boy's face turn crimson and smirked at what he perceived as the boy's shyness. Might be fun around here after all, he thought as he began to make plans to torment his cousin.

 

Sesshoumaru took Anoki around the castle showing him where he would be sleeping, where the bath was and where the meetings would be taking place, finally ending up in the gardens. Anoki walked around as if everything he saw was not good enough for his eyes and it began to irritate the white haired girl even though she was impressed with his arrogant attitude. She was going to say something to the proud boy when he stopped and faced her, looking directly into her eyes. “You look like a girl,” Anoki stated in his flat way.

 

Sesshoumaru's breath hitched in her throat, had she been found out? She dropped her eyes from his intense stare and heard him chuckle. That noise, that teasing laugh made Sesshoumaru angry, she was not going to allow this boy to ruin everything she had been working so hard at.

 

“I'm not a girl,” she said forcefully, bringing her golden eyes back to his green ones and challenging him with a stare. She almost believed herself.

 

Anoki smirked, “You're pretty like one.”

 

Sesshoumaru frowned, she wasn't pretty, she was ugly. Her mother told her this often, how ugly she was, how she didn't look enough like a boy. Her mother was at her constantly to develop more muscle, boys had muscles; look at her cousin, and she worked hard in the doujou trying to attain a more masculine physique. She curled her fist and struck her cousin.

 

The older inu boy was surprised. He had to hand it the fair skinned boy, he was quick and strong. Anoki put his hand to his jaw, smirking again to hide how impressed he was at the fact that he had not seen the punch coming and that Sesshoumaru had gotten a shot in, normally others couldn't touch him. “So you challenge me, Sesshoumaru?” he asked still with that aggravating smirk plastered to his face.

 

“Hai and I'll beat you too,” she affirmed.

 

“Well you can try,” the older boy responded. “Lead on to the doujou then.”

 

The two cousins entered the training room and Anoki took off his haori and shatsu leaving Sesshoumaru to try and hide the interested stares she was casting towards him. “Well, aren't you going to take off your clothes? I thought you wanted to beat me?”

 

Sesshoumaru blushed; she didn't want to bare her chest even though she really hadn't developed one. She really didn't look much different than her cousin but the self-loathing her mother had instilled in her about her body made her feel self conscious. She had never disrobed in front of anyone before.

 

“Jeeze, now you're acting like a girl,” Anoki teased, rolling his eyes.

 

This caused Sesshoumaru to grit her teeth and she pulled her tops off staring at her cousin, defying him to tease her again.

 

Anoki stood staring, the younger boy showed some developing muscle definition and his skin was so pale. Anoki noticed the twin stripes that were peeking out from the waistband of Sesshoumaru's hakama pants and wondered where else his cousin had stripes. Anoki had the urge to touch that pale skin, it looked so soft.

 

“So what are you just standing there for?” questioned Sesshoumaru angrily, breaking into the older boys curious thoughts.

 

Anoki took a fighting stance and then lunged at Sesshoumaru with his claws, bringing them around in a sweeping arc.

 

Sesshoumaru countered by leaping into the air, twisting, so she could deliver a kick. She missed as the older boy slid sideways and she landed gracefully on her feet.

 

Anoki again came at her trying to deliver a flurry of judo chops which she blocked, taking a step back from the force of the boy's blows.

 

She lunged forward, her own claws extended and Anoki took a step back and to the right to avoid the attack. The grey haired boy was quite impressed with his younger cousin. He's really good. I haven't been able to touch him. Let's see how he handles this.

 

Anoki called up the power that was inside all inu's and his yellow whip came from his extended fingers. He flew up into the air and lashed out.

 

Sesshoumaru put her arm up in defence, getting a slash across her forearm. She leapt back to get out of range, a look of surprise and awe on her face. How did he do that? She winced at the painful sensation on her arm and took a quick look at the damage. A thin line of blood was dripping out of the cleanly sliced wound.

 

Anoki, noticing the look of complete awe on his younger cousin's face, grinned proudly. “Neat, eh? Hasn't anyone showed you how to call up your whip?”

 

“No,” she answered keeping herself in a defensive posture in case the older boy decided to attack again. She hadn't even realized she could let her poison out that far. Her senseis had taught her how to call up a poison claw attack but nothing like what Anoki had just done.

 

“Guess you are kind of young yet for that,” he mocked in a superior tone.

 

“I can do anything you can, show me,” she growled out. She had to know how he had done that attack. If she could master it, this might make her father proud.

 

“You at least know how to do a poison claw attack, right?” “Anoki asked mockingly.

 

“Of course,” she replied disdainfully calling out her green venom to drip off of her claws.

 

“Okay,” said the older boy coming closer. He stood behind her and took her hand. “Put your two fingers together like this,” he instructed, pinching her first and second fingers together as he folded the others into her palm. “Now extend your hand out and concentrate on only letting your poison flow from those two fingers and push them out into a whip.”

 

Sesshoumaru gritted her teeth in concentration, she was able to get her venom to flow just to those two fingers but she couldn't seem to force it out into a stream. “You're not telling me right,” she complained feeling a little distracted by the boy's presence so close to her.

 

“Here let me help you,” Anoki sighed as if teaching his younger cousin was the biggest chore in the world. In fact Anoki was rather enjoying being this close to the soft, warm, bare skin of his younger kin.

 

The older boy knew about sex, in fact his father had made sure the boy had been instructed in the art of love making from some of the village whores. Anoki had only ever been with women but he was getting that pleasant tingle in his stomach from being so close to his pretty boy cousin and he was curious if a boy's skin would feel as nice as a girls.

 

Anoki held Sesshoumaru's hand in his, pulling the smaller body back against his chest. “See, put your hand out,” he breathed gently into the elfin ear. “Get your poison to go into your fingers, like me see?” He let his yellow miasma glow at the tips, smiling his approval when Sesshoumaru did the same.

 

He hugged his arm around the waist of the white haired boy pulling him in even closer. His skin is so soft, so warm and he smells good too. “Okay now we're going to throw out our power. I'll push mine out so you can feel how it's done.” He let some of this venom pulse out close to Sesshoumaru's fingers and she concentrated trying to mimic the feeling and did the same.

 

“Good, that's good Sesshoumaru,” Anoki whispered. He then flicked his wrist, snapping both their hands out. Two whips, one green, one yellow slashed out and struck the wall of the doujou leaving twin gashes into the wood.

 

“I…I did it,” Sesshoumaru gasped happily, stepping away from her cousin who reluctantly let her go. She concentrated and tried again on her own, again her whip flew out, not quite as far as when Anoki helped her but it was a start. She would practice hard and get better.

 

“Thanks Anoki,” she blushed forgetting that she had been angry with him not that long ago.

 

“Feh, no big deal,” he returned, going over and retrieving his clothing. “Maybe we can come back tomorrow and practice some more.”

 

“I'd like that,” Sesshoumaru replied also donning her shirt and kimono top.

 

They left the doujou together to head back to their fathers.

 

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The next evening, when the meetings were over, Sesshoumaru and Anoki again met in the doujou. They practiced with their whips. Anoki was surprised at how quickly the younger boy caught on. Man, it took me weeks to learn to use my whip; he's come so far in one day.

 

Sesshoumaru was still having problems with accuracy but near the end of the hour that they practiced she began to be able to hit the target more often.

 

“So, do you want to practice some fighting moves?” Anoki asked, his heart beating a little fast at the thought of being able to see his cousin's bare skin again.

 

“Might as well,” returned Sesshoumaru. It was nice having someone near her own age and skill level to spar with. Anoki removed his top as he had done before, Sesshoumaru following suit only a little embarrassed this time. The two went though different moves both having a good time trying to outdo the other.

 

Sesshoumaru's father passed by and gave a satisfied grin watching momentarily as the two boys attacked and blocked. He was glad to see a smile on his son's face for a change. I had hoped that Anoki would be good for Sesshoumaru, I wonder if I can get my cousin to allow the boy to stay on for awhile longer after the meetings. One of the servants approached and told the taiyoukai that he was needed, with a last look he turned and left.

 

“You're really good, Sesshoumaru. I can tell you've been practicing hard,” Anoki complimented. He gave the younger a smirk, “But you better get ready, here I come.” The two friends clashed with each other again but instead of leaping away from Sesshoumaru as the grey haired boy had been doing, he pushed though the smaller inu's attack. He wrapped his arms around the smaller frame and knocked him over, pinning him to the ground.

 

Sesshoumaru struggled under the weight of her heavier cousin, but the boy was stronger and he grabbed her arms, holding them above her head.

 

“I thought we were doing judo, not sumo,” Sesshoumaru pouted, trying to twist from his grip.

 

Anoki watched those small lips form a pout and he licked his lips. I wonder…I wonder what it would be like to kiss him.

 

“Wha…what are you doing?” Sesshoumaru questioned, looking into green eyes that were studying her in a strange way. It made her stomach feel funny looking at him. Her breath caught in her throat as the older boy leaned in closer, still looking her right in the eyes.

 

Anoki leaned down, watching to see what Sesshoumaru would do. When his younger cousin didn't complain he slowly touched his lips to the other boys. Nice, he thought. He tastes like…cinnamon. Anoki leaned back, still looking at Sesshoumaru's large, surprised, golden eyes.

 

Sesshoumaru felt a tingling shock go through her at the touch of the boy's lips to hers. It felt nice, really nice and she stopped thinking about trying to get loose. She looked up at him when he pulled away, her eyes wide in pleasant surprise from her first kiss. Not sure what she should do or how to react, she waited for her cousin to make the next move.

 

Anoki let go of Sesshoumaru's arms and sat back. He tentatively reached forward and gently grazed his fingers over the stripes on the pale cheeks, curious to find out if they felt any different from the rest of the boy's skin. His eyes opened in amazement when he saw their color darken.

 

Sesshoumaru jerked her head at the touch. It had felt very good and she sucked in a gasp.

 

“Does it hurt?” Anoki asked softly wondering how sensitive those marks were.

 

“No,” Sesshoumaru breathed.

 

“Do you like it…when I touch you?” Anoki hoped his cousin would say yes, he wanted very badly to touch him again.

 

Sesshoumaru blushed and nodded affirmatively.

 

Anoki leaned down and kissed Sesshoumaru again, this time with a little more confidence, his heart beating faster as he felt the younger boy return his kiss. He let his hands trail over his cousin's shoulders and chest. Kami, his skin is so soft. Anoki sat back again. “You can touch me too, if you want,” he told Sesshoumaru whose head was swimming delightfully, her skin prickling and goose bumping where she was being caressed.

 

Sesshoumaru reached out curiously to touch her cousin's chest and stomach. She gave a small grin when she heard him gasp and felt the older boy's muscles twitch under the soft, experimental contact of her fingers.

 

Anoki slid down his cousin's body so he was lying on top of the smaller form. He just couldn't get enough of the beautiful boy beneath him. This is better than those women my dad got for me, he thought with wonder. And we're not even fully naked.

 

Sesshoumaru moved her hands to her cousins back stroking the skin inquisitively, enjoying the warmth of the body pressed against her and the feel of his claws running through her hair.

 

“Your hair is so pretty, I wish mine was like yours,” Anoki sighed. He leaned in for another kiss, Sesshoumaru raising her head to meet him this time. Their third kiss was longer, more insistent but still chaste and sweet.

 

Suddenly Anoki was thrown off of Sesshoumaru and hurled through the air, landing almost all the way across the doujou. He came down hard, his breath whooshing out of him. He heard a loud smacking sound and knew that his cousin had been struck. Before he had a chance to draw air back into his lungs properly he was grabbed roughly and hauled to his feet by Sesshoumaru's mother, she was holding the stunned eleven year old in her other hand.

 

Shit! We're in for it now. Anoki didn't know much about the lady Tashio but she sure looked pissed. He started to open his mouth to explain but the ferocious look he received made him clamp his jaws shut. Fear began to course though him as she started to drag the two of them out the door.

 

She continued down the hall throwing both cousins to the floor in front of the men that were in the Tashio's study. The older men had gone in to relax, talk and drink. Sesshoumaru had the presence of mind to stay down on her knees, keeping her eyes fixed securely to the floor. Anoki tried to stand and he was immediately shoved back down by the woman, a menacing growl erupting from her throat.

 

“What is the meaning of this?” Inu no Tashio questioned his mate. He had never seen his sweet and gentle wife so angry before. Anoki's father, Hisoka stood from his chair, a look of confusion on his face.

 

“I found your son and his cousin lying on the floor of the doujou kissing and fondling each other,” she informed her mate and the group of men. Her angry disclosure was met with a moment of stunned silence.

 

“Sesshoumaru!” the dog lord exclaimed. Sesshoumaru cringed at the embarrassment and disappointment she could plainly hear in her father's voice.

 

Hisoka stood before his son. “Anoki, what have you done?” he asked in disgust. When the fourteen year old didn't answer his father growled dangerously. “Answer me,” he demanded, pulling the boys head up to meet his gaze.

 

“I…we…I just wanted to…”

 

“It was my fault,” Sesshoumaru interrupted. “I wanted him to do it, I made him.” She did not want to see her only friend and love get into trouble over her. She knew from the deadly aura emanating from her mother that she was in for a very painful punishment; she did not want Anoki punished like that as well.

 

“Sesshoumaru, why would you want to do that with another boy?” The Inu no Tashio was shocked, he had no idea his son was that way. He began to deny the possibility of it. Maybe this is just a phase, he was probably just curious. I thought him too young yet for this but perhaps I've been wrong. I should get him a female to take care of these needs.

 

“I'm sorry cousin,” Hisoka apologized. “I'm sure that Anoki is not innocent in this, he is the elder and should have known better. Please, accept my humblest apologies for my offensive son. His punishment is in your hands.”

 

Anoki swallowed hard, he followed Sesshoumaru's example and kept his head down and his shoulders bowed in submission.

 

“I think it best if Anoki was sent back to his home,” stated the lady. “Do not trouble yourself with Sesshoumaru, my mate. I will punish the boy and make sure he does not embarrass you in such a way again. There is no need of you to waste your valuable time with this.”

 

The dog lord was angry with his son. He would have preferred to talk to the boy in private but since all this had come out in front of the whole company that would not be an option. Punishment was expected in such a situation. “As you say, mate, handle it as you see fit. I wash my hands of this.”

 

Sesshoumaru was close to tears, she had embarrassed her father and now he wanted nothing to do with her. She cringed at the tone of disgust in her father's voice and then listlessly allowed her mother to pull her out of the study and down into the dungeon.

 

Her mother slammed the door of the cell shut behind them as she flung the eleven year old against the stone wall. “Whore, harlot, slut!!” she screamed, grabbing the child and punctuating each curse with a fist to Sesshoumaru's face. “Do you want to bring your father to ruin, is that your wish?

 

“No,” the dazed child mumbled past her split lip.

 

“No one is going to love a useless, filthy creature such as you. There is no room for it in your life, it is a weakness and this is what it gets you.” Her mother attacked her brutally, using her poison claws, her fists, her boots and anything else she could use to inflict pain upon her small daughter. Sesshoumaru curled into a ball on the floor trying to protect herself as best as possible from the harsh blows.

 

“You are disgusting. Never let anyone touch you again, do you hear me,” the lady screeched, the spittle flying from her mouth. “What do you think would happen if anyone found out you were a girl. Your father would lose his lands, his status and it would be your fault. You are such a useless, filthy whore, spreading your legs for anyone. Your father should disown you, perhaps his next child will be a boy and we can get rid of you; you are nothing better than a common village prostitute. I think I will tell your father the truth, he will be sure to sell you into a brothel. Then you can have all the cock in your cunt that you want. Would you like that, Sesshoumaru? Would you?”

 

Sesshoumaru didn't understand half of what her mother was saying to her but she understood the fury and hate. She didn't know what a brothel was but the way her mother spoke of it made her sure she didn't want her father to sell her into one. “No mother, I'll be good, I won't let anyone touch me ever again, I promise,” she wailed in panic, trying to see though her swelling eyes.

 

“I don't believe you. I think you need to more punishment to get it though your stupid skull.” The lady continued to beat Sesshoumaru until the bruised and battered child fell unconscious. Then, and only then did she turn her back on her daughter and leave, closing and locking the door behind her.