InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Hanyou Handbook: A Romance ❯ Chapter Five ( Chapter 5 )
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By: donatella 
Sesshomaru starts to worry about Inuyasha, so takes him for help.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.21.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 849 | Status: Work In Progress
Sesshomaru starts to worry about Inuyasha, so takes him for help.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.21.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 849 | Status: Work In Progress
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Chapter Five
Morning came and went, and the sun was now high in the sky above the trees. Inuyasha was still asleep in the same position resting his head against his brother‘s chest. Sesshomaru was wide-awake as he had been most of the night keeping a sharp eye out for demons who would like nothing better than to have Inuyasha for themselves. They never had a chance with Sesshomaru watching guard and if they tried, they wouldn’t live long.
Sesshomaru continued to sit, leaning against the tall tree with his brother still in his lap fast asleep; he hadn’t been forced to sit this long for some time and counting the hairs atop Inuyasha’s head had gotten tiresome. ‘At least he was being quiet and getting the rest he needed’, he thought; ‘He should be completely healed in no time.’
He convinced himself that the fever radiating off Inuyasha’s head was only part of the healing process, and as soon as it breaks the shivering will stop as well. However, when he looked down at his brother he had to admit that he was very pale and he looked much thinner than usual. He also noticed that his wounds were not healing as quickly as they should, even for a half-demon, and when he shifted him off his thigh, he found fresh blood where he had been sitting.
No, he wasn’t healing, which made no sense. His claws should have grown back by now as well, but there was no sign of them, just wounded, bloody fingertips. Should he worry? Did he need a healer?
“What a bother,” he said, as he got up with his unconscious bundle and headed for Inuyasha’s village. The old miko that Rin lived with will surly be able to help him, and he had planned on paying Rin a visit anyway.
As he steadily walked his way to the small human village, he couldn’t help but notice how light Inuyasha felt. It was like carrying a child; he couldn’t weigh much more than Rin. He did look thinner than usual; perhaps he wasn’t eating enough.
***^***
“Lord Sesshomaru!” The happy voice and huge smile greeted him, and a small pang of joy melted his heart; he still couldn’t understand how only Rin was able to do that to him.
“Rin, where is the old priestess?”
“She’s in the hut. Is master Inuyasha ill?” She asked as she ran ahead to open the door for him.
When he entered the small, informal dwelling, Kaede moved as fast as her old body would allow.
“Lord Sesshomaru. Lie him down here,” she instructed, pointing to a spot on the floor in the corner of the hut. “What has happened?”
“Inuyasha was attacked,” he said plainly, as he tried to set down his bundle, but those hands were wrapped tightly around his kimono again pulling him down with it.
“No! Don’t go,” came the desperate plea from inside the bundle. “Please, don’t leave me.”
Sesshomaru had a puzzled look on his face, as did Kaede, but he quickly recovered, “Rin, wait outside,” he said to her, and she did as she was told.
“Your brother is not leaving, Inuyasha. Lie back and rest now, child,” Kaede assured him, as she began to unwrap him from his cocoon.
“No!” Inuyasha screamed, and grabbed the fabric out of her hands, tightening it around his body. “Don’t touch me, old hag!” He cried as he tried to cling to Sesshomaru.
“Try to calm him,” Kaede said with a tired sigh, as she got up to find the right medicinal herbs for a sleeping tea.
“Inuyasha, the miko is trying to help. You must allow her to touch you,” Sesshomaru tried to convince his brother.
“No! Only you can touch me,” and he snuggled himself back into his brother’s arms.
Sesshomaru was more than puzzled at this point; he didn’t know what to make of Inuyasha’s odd behavior. He seemed to be on the verge of hysterics - Inuyasha simply did not behave this way, nor has he ever wanted to be this close to his brother. Something was terribly wrong with him, nonetheless, Sesshomaru took him back in his arms if only to calm him down long enough to put him to sleep.
“Give this to Inuyasha,” Kaede instructed quietly, and handed Sesshomaru a small cup of horrible smelling tea before she backed away from them.
“Drink this, Inuyasha,” holding the cup to Inuyasha’s lips.
“No.”
“It will make you feel better. Drink.” Sesshomaru was ready to force it down his throat if he didn’t, but he did, and in a few minutes, Inuyasha was out cold.
“Now then, Lord Sesshomaru, tell me what has happened,” the old priestess asked as she went about unwrapping her now unconscious patient.
“He was raped by a group of demons,” he said flatly, as he helped uncover the beaten body.
“Oh, dear,” she said as she finally saw the damage. “I’ve never seen such terrible bruises.”
Indeed, his body was covered with them where normally the hanyou never bruised, or they would simply heal so quickly that one never had a chance to see them. Worse, however, was how thin he appeared; every bone could be seen clearly through his skin - including the broken ones - and his coloring was as white as his hair. He looked as if he were on the edge of death.
“How long has he been like this?” Kaede asked.
“I found him yesterday.”
“Then why has he not healed?”
“That is why I brought him to you, priestess.”
“I see. This is very unusual; something else is at work here aside from the attack,” she concluded. “How is it that Inuyasha allowed himself to fall to such an attack to begin with?” She added as she dressed his many wounds. “Perhaps he couldn’t fight back. Were they powerful demons?”
“No.”
“I don’t understand. Why would they rape him?”
“There is something else, priestess, Inuyasha’s scent has changed.”
“His scent, ye say, and what is his scent now?”
“A bitch in heat.”
“I see. That would explain much.” She gently rolled Inuyasha on to his side to find the source of all the blood. “Oh, poor child, he’s bleeding from inside.” She grabbed a large folded sheet and placed it between his legs to catch the blood, and then went to the door to instruct Rin who was waiting just outside, “Rin, bring me some more clean sheets.” On her way back to her patient she picked up a warm blanket and covered him with it, then looked through her collection of herbs for ingredients.
“What does it explain, priestess?” Sesshomaru asked, impatiently.
“I’m not positive,” she answered, “but I remember hearing of a condition which only afflicts half-demons. I don’t know much about it, but a change in scent is a symptom. There is a demon doctor to the south who specializes in treating half-demons; he would know more and could most likely treat Inuyasha better than I. He may be difficult to find however.”
“I will go.” Sesshomaru volunteered.
Just then, Rin burst through the doorway holding clean sheets and a worried look on her face. “Lord Sesshomaru, there are demons in the village!” she said.
“They must be after Inuyasha -- they can smell him,” Sesshomaru said.
“I will put a barrier around the hut to hide his scent, but I don’t know how long it will hold. Ye need to stay here with your brother, Lord Sesshomaru. We can send Miroku instead,” she said, as she prepared to work on her spell.
“You cannot send a human to fetch a demon.” He reasoned and he had a better messenger for the job, “Jaken!” He said a little more loudly.
“Yes, my lord?” Jaken appeared almost immediately inside the doorway.
“Jaken. You will take A-Un and fetch this demon doctor. Do not return until you’ve found him. Do you understand?”
“Yes, my lord. Uhh… forgive me, my lord, but what is this demon’s name?”
“Doctor Kiyoshi. You’ll find him south of the village,” Kaede offered to Jaken’s relief.
“And Jaken, be quick,” was Sesshomaru’s final words to the little toad demon.
“Yes, my lord,” and the imp scurried out of the hut as quickly as his short legs could carry him.
To be continued…
Chapter Five
Morning came and went, and the sun was now high in the sky above the trees. Inuyasha was still asleep in the same position resting his head against his brother‘s chest. Sesshomaru was wide-awake as he had been most of the night keeping a sharp eye out for demons who would like nothing better than to have Inuyasha for themselves. They never had a chance with Sesshomaru watching guard and if they tried, they wouldn’t live long.
Sesshomaru continued to sit, leaning against the tall tree with his brother still in his lap fast asleep; he hadn’t been forced to sit this long for some time and counting the hairs atop Inuyasha’s head had gotten tiresome. ‘At least he was being quiet and getting the rest he needed’, he thought; ‘He should be completely healed in no time.’
He convinced himself that the fever radiating off Inuyasha’s head was only part of the healing process, and as soon as it breaks the shivering will stop as well. However, when he looked down at his brother he had to admit that he was very pale and he looked much thinner than usual. He also noticed that his wounds were not healing as quickly as they should, even for a half-demon, and when he shifted him off his thigh, he found fresh blood where he had been sitting.
No, he wasn’t healing, which made no sense. His claws should have grown back by now as well, but there was no sign of them, just wounded, bloody fingertips. Should he worry? Did he need a healer?
“What a bother,” he said, as he got up with his unconscious bundle and headed for Inuyasha’s village. The old miko that Rin lived with will surly be able to help him, and he had planned on paying Rin a visit anyway.
As he steadily walked his way to the small human village, he couldn’t help but notice how light Inuyasha felt. It was like carrying a child; he couldn’t weigh much more than Rin. He did look thinner than usual; perhaps he wasn’t eating enough.
***^***
“Lord Sesshomaru!” The happy voice and huge smile greeted him, and a small pang of joy melted his heart; he still couldn’t understand how only Rin was able to do that to him.
“Rin, where is the old priestess?”
“She’s in the hut. Is master Inuyasha ill?” She asked as she ran ahead to open the door for him.
When he entered the small, informal dwelling, Kaede moved as fast as her old body would allow.
“Lord Sesshomaru. Lie him down here,” she instructed, pointing to a spot on the floor in the corner of the hut. “What has happened?”
“Inuyasha was attacked,” he said plainly, as he tried to set down his bundle, but those hands were wrapped tightly around his kimono again pulling him down with it.
“No! Don’t go,” came the desperate plea from inside the bundle. “Please, don’t leave me.”
Sesshomaru had a puzzled look on his face, as did Kaede, but he quickly recovered, “Rin, wait outside,” he said to her, and she did as she was told.
“Your brother is not leaving, Inuyasha. Lie back and rest now, child,” Kaede assured him, as she began to unwrap him from his cocoon.
“No!” Inuyasha screamed, and grabbed the fabric out of her hands, tightening it around his body. “Don’t touch me, old hag!” He cried as he tried to cling to Sesshomaru.
“Try to calm him,” Kaede said with a tired sigh, as she got up to find the right medicinal herbs for a sleeping tea.
“Inuyasha, the miko is trying to help. You must allow her to touch you,” Sesshomaru tried to convince his brother.
“No! Only you can touch me,” and he snuggled himself back into his brother’s arms.
Sesshomaru was more than puzzled at this point; he didn’t know what to make of Inuyasha’s odd behavior. He seemed to be on the verge of hysterics - Inuyasha simply did not behave this way, nor has he ever wanted to be this close to his brother. Something was terribly wrong with him, nonetheless, Sesshomaru took him back in his arms if only to calm him down long enough to put him to sleep.
“Give this to Inuyasha,” Kaede instructed quietly, and handed Sesshomaru a small cup of horrible smelling tea before she backed away from them.
“Drink this, Inuyasha,” holding the cup to Inuyasha’s lips.
“No.”
“It will make you feel better. Drink.” Sesshomaru was ready to force it down his throat if he didn’t, but he did, and in a few minutes, Inuyasha was out cold.
“Now then, Lord Sesshomaru, tell me what has happened,” the old priestess asked as she went about unwrapping her now unconscious patient.
“He was raped by a group of demons,” he said flatly, as he helped uncover the beaten body.
“Oh, dear,” she said as she finally saw the damage. “I’ve never seen such terrible bruises.”
Indeed, his body was covered with them where normally the hanyou never bruised, or they would simply heal so quickly that one never had a chance to see them. Worse, however, was how thin he appeared; every bone could be seen clearly through his skin - including the broken ones - and his coloring was as white as his hair. He looked as if he were on the edge of death.
“How long has he been like this?” Kaede asked.
“I found him yesterday.”
“Then why has he not healed?”
“That is why I brought him to you, priestess.”
“I see. This is very unusual; something else is at work here aside from the attack,” she concluded. “How is it that Inuyasha allowed himself to fall to such an attack to begin with?” She added as she dressed his many wounds. “Perhaps he couldn’t fight back. Were they powerful demons?”
“No.”
“I don’t understand. Why would they rape him?”
“There is something else, priestess, Inuyasha’s scent has changed.”
“His scent, ye say, and what is his scent now?”
“A bitch in heat.”
“I see. That would explain much.” She gently rolled Inuyasha on to his side to find the source of all the blood. “Oh, poor child, he’s bleeding from inside.” She grabbed a large folded sheet and placed it between his legs to catch the blood, and then went to the door to instruct Rin who was waiting just outside, “Rin, bring me some more clean sheets.” On her way back to her patient she picked up a warm blanket and covered him with it, then looked through her collection of herbs for ingredients.
“What does it explain, priestess?” Sesshomaru asked, impatiently.
“I’m not positive,” she answered, “but I remember hearing of a condition which only afflicts half-demons. I don’t know much about it, but a change in scent is a symptom. There is a demon doctor to the south who specializes in treating half-demons; he would know more and could most likely treat Inuyasha better than I. He may be difficult to find however.”
“I will go.” Sesshomaru volunteered.
Just then, Rin burst through the doorway holding clean sheets and a worried look on her face. “Lord Sesshomaru, there are demons in the village!” she said.
“They must be after Inuyasha -- they can smell him,” Sesshomaru said.
“I will put a barrier around the hut to hide his scent, but I don’t know how long it will hold. Ye need to stay here with your brother, Lord Sesshomaru. We can send Miroku instead,” she said, as she prepared to work on her spell.
“You cannot send a human to fetch a demon.” He reasoned and he had a better messenger for the job, “Jaken!” He said a little more loudly.
“Yes, my lord?” Jaken appeared almost immediately inside the doorway.
“Jaken. You will take A-Un and fetch this demon doctor. Do not return until you’ve found him. Do you understand?”
“Yes, my lord. Uhh… forgive me, my lord, but what is this demon’s name?”
“Doctor Kiyoshi. You’ll find him south of the village,” Kaede offered to Jaken’s relief.
“And Jaken, be quick,” was Sesshomaru’s final words to the little toad demon.
“Yes, my lord,” and the imp scurried out of the hut as quickly as his short legs could carry him.
To be continued…