InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Hanyou Handbook: A Romance ❯ Chapter Nine ( Chapter 9 )
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By: donatella 
Sesshomaru takes Inuyasha to their new home.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.25.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 698 | Status: Work In Progress
Sesshomaru takes Inuyasha to their new home.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.25.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 698 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: Inu Yasha and its characters are owned by Rumiko Takahashi and Sunrise. I make no profit from this fiction. All original characters and story are owned by Donatella D.
Author's Note: Thank you to everyone who reviewed. Constructive criticism is always welcome. Enjoy.
Chapter Nine
It was early evening when Rin popped into the hut with Kaede trailing behind. They put away their baskets of fresh herbs and Rin started sorting and drying, while Kaede made a fresh batch of Inuyasha’s medicine. She shuffled over to their end of the hut to give Sesshomaru the dreaded cup. “Here is Inuyasha’s nightly medicine, be sure he drinks it when he wakes,” she said. “Ah, I see ye have been reading the good doctor’s book.”
“Yes.”
“Lord Sesshomaru, if ye and Inuyasha are planning to be mated, then would it not be wise to have a suitable place to live?”
“Are you throwing us out, priestess?”
“No, of course not, but there is an empty hut at the edge of the village that ye could use. With Rin and I here there will be no consummation of your union, and according to the doctor’s book that will need to take place in the very near future. I’m sure you would be much more comfortable,” she reasoned, trying very hard not to offend the Lord of the West.
“Perhaps you are right. I will take Inuyasha there tomorrow,” he agreed. “Jaken,” and the imp appeared instantly at the doorway.
“Yes, my lord?” Jaken said, happy that Sesshomaru had not forgotten he was there.
“I’m sending you on an errand.”
“Oh, yes Lord Sesshomaru. I would be most pleased to…”
“Inuyasha needs new clothing and a bed. Find him something comfortable to wear that he can sleep in -- he likes red. You must also find a futon large enough for two to sleep, and large pillows and silk sheets. Take A-Un, and be quick.”
“Yes, my lord.”
“And Jaken. Spare no expense.”
“Yes, Lord Sesshomaru. I will find the grandest robes for Master Inuyasha and the finest silks for your bedding, my lord, and the softest pillows for you to lay your beautiful and delicate head upon…”
“No, not grand. Inuyasha prefers simple.”
“Of course, my lord. I won’t be long, sire.”
“Jaken.”
“Yes, my lord?”
“Get Rin a new kimono as well -- that can be grand.”
“Yes, Lord Sesshomaru,” and he was off, ecstatic to be able to be of help to his beloved Lord Sesshomaru.
***^***
The next morning, Inuyasha had his cup of awful tasting medicine, and they gathered their few belongings, which Jaken carried, for their trip to the edge of the village to the empty hut. Sesshomaru knew Inuyasha was too weak to make the short walk, but he wasn’t going to fight over carrying him there. He decided to choose his battles wisely and wait for Inuyasha to ask for help, though he knew he never would, of course. He only made it about twenty feet before Sesshomaru had to catch him as he fell, and then picked him up to carry him the rest of the way, with much complaining from Inuyasha.
When they arrived at the small hut, Sesshomaru sat his brother down on the large futon that covered over half the hut’s square footage and tucked him in with the luxurious silk sheets and warm blankets. Then he gave Inuyasha his new clothes all folded and wrapped in rice paper; he set them down on Inuyasha’s lap fully expecting more complaints.
“What’s this?” Inuyasha asked.
“Your new clothes.”
“You got me new clothes?”
“You don’t want them?”
“I thought you were going to find the rest of my fire-rat robe,” Inuyasha said, a little disappointed.
Sesshomaru growled to himself while he tried to keep his anger under wraps. “I will, Inuyasha. Meanwhile, you can wear this, or do you like going around with nothing but a thin sheet to cover you. Perhaps you would prefer to remain naked, and then you won’t need any clothes.”
Inuyasha felt a little silly and ungrateful, so he opened the package to look at his clothes. Inside he found a beautiful, bright red kimono and hakana made of the finest silk along with a white, silk sleeping robe. “This is for me?” he asked.
“You don’t like it?”
“No, I do. It’s just… I’ve never worn anything so… nice before.” Indeed, he’d never seen such fine clothes, at least, not intended for him. “Where did you get all this? I mean, it must’ve cost a lot. Where’d you get the money?”
“Money is not a problem, Inuyasha, I have all I need.”
“Really? Where’d it come from?”
“Father left it to me.”
“How come he didn’t leave me any?”
“He did. He left it to your mother.”
“Oh,” Inuyasha thought about it for a minute. What did happen to the money father left his mother? The answer was clear, it was the humans that threw him out of his mother’s palace when she died -- they took everything from him.
“It doesn’t matter, Inuyasha, I have enough for both of us.”
“It’s a little late, isn’t it?”
“It’s time to forget the past. There is nothing you can do about it now.”
Sesshomaru took the white sleeping robe and held it out for Inuyasha to slip on, and then tied the obi for him. “You should rest now, little brother. We will talk later.”
“I’m not tired; I can’t sleep anymore,” he said with frustration while playing with the new obi hanging at his waist. The fabric was so nice and soft, it was impossible not to touch. “Sesshomaru… thank you for the clothes,” he said, almost mumbling the words to himself.
“They will do, then?”
“Yeah. I’ve never worn anything so nice,” he admitted.
And Sesshomaru actually felt kind of happy. He was happy that he had pleased his brother. Normally, he only felt this way when he gave gifts to Rin, and she showered him with smiles and thank yous, and maybe a little happy-dance, but now Inuyasha was making him happy as well. There must be a snowstorm in Hell, he thought.
Sesshomaru stacked up some of the many large pillows against the wall behind them and sat back to relax lifting his arm in invitation for Inuyasha to rest with him; Inuyasha gave him a big ‘Rin-like smile’ and took the offer, settling his head against his brother’s chest and wrapping his arms around his slim waist. Sesshomaru brought the silk blanket up over his shoulders and used his ‘put-Inuyasha-to-sleep secret weapon’ -- he combed his hair. Within five minutes, baby brother was starting to drift off to sleep, and Sesshomaru was perfectly de-stressed and starting to drift off himself. Of course, the combing had to stop as he napped, which caused Inuyasha to fidget, which caused Sesshomaru to wake and start combing again.
“Don’t stop,” Inuyasha said in his half-sleep, after being woken one too many times. So big brother stayed awake to continue to comb his hair until little brother was fast asleep, meaning that he could sleep too.
To be continued…
Author's Note: Thank you to everyone who reviewed. Constructive criticism is always welcome. Enjoy.
Chapter Nine
It was early evening when Rin popped into the hut with Kaede trailing behind. They put away their baskets of fresh herbs and Rin started sorting and drying, while Kaede made a fresh batch of Inuyasha’s medicine. She shuffled over to their end of the hut to give Sesshomaru the dreaded cup. “Here is Inuyasha’s nightly medicine, be sure he drinks it when he wakes,” she said. “Ah, I see ye have been reading the good doctor’s book.”
“Yes.”
“Lord Sesshomaru, if ye and Inuyasha are planning to be mated, then would it not be wise to have a suitable place to live?”
“Are you throwing us out, priestess?”
“No, of course not, but there is an empty hut at the edge of the village that ye could use. With Rin and I here there will be no consummation of your union, and according to the doctor’s book that will need to take place in the very near future. I’m sure you would be much more comfortable,” she reasoned, trying very hard not to offend the Lord of the West.
“Perhaps you are right. I will take Inuyasha there tomorrow,” he agreed. “Jaken,” and the imp appeared instantly at the doorway.
“Yes, my lord?” Jaken said, happy that Sesshomaru had not forgotten he was there.
“I’m sending you on an errand.”
“Oh, yes Lord Sesshomaru. I would be most pleased to…”
“Inuyasha needs new clothing and a bed. Find him something comfortable to wear that he can sleep in -- he likes red. You must also find a futon large enough for two to sleep, and large pillows and silk sheets. Take A-Un, and be quick.”
“Yes, my lord.”
“And Jaken. Spare no expense.”
“Yes, Lord Sesshomaru. I will find the grandest robes for Master Inuyasha and the finest silks for your bedding, my lord, and the softest pillows for you to lay your beautiful and delicate head upon…”
“No, not grand. Inuyasha prefers simple.”
“Of course, my lord. I won’t be long, sire.”
“Jaken.”
“Yes, my lord?”
“Get Rin a new kimono as well -- that can be grand.”
“Yes, Lord Sesshomaru,” and he was off, ecstatic to be able to be of help to his beloved Lord Sesshomaru.
***^***
The next morning, Inuyasha had his cup of awful tasting medicine, and they gathered their few belongings, which Jaken carried, for their trip to the edge of the village to the empty hut. Sesshomaru knew Inuyasha was too weak to make the short walk, but he wasn’t going to fight over carrying him there. He decided to choose his battles wisely and wait for Inuyasha to ask for help, though he knew he never would, of course. He only made it about twenty feet before Sesshomaru had to catch him as he fell, and then picked him up to carry him the rest of the way, with much complaining from Inuyasha.
When they arrived at the small hut, Sesshomaru sat his brother down on the large futon that covered over half the hut’s square footage and tucked him in with the luxurious silk sheets and warm blankets. Then he gave Inuyasha his new clothes all folded and wrapped in rice paper; he set them down on Inuyasha’s lap fully expecting more complaints.
“What’s this?” Inuyasha asked.
“Your new clothes.”
“You got me new clothes?”
“You don’t want them?”
“I thought you were going to find the rest of my fire-rat robe,” Inuyasha said, a little disappointed.
Sesshomaru growled to himself while he tried to keep his anger under wraps. “I will, Inuyasha. Meanwhile, you can wear this, or do you like going around with nothing but a thin sheet to cover you. Perhaps you would prefer to remain naked, and then you won’t need any clothes.”
Inuyasha felt a little silly and ungrateful, so he opened the package to look at his clothes. Inside he found a beautiful, bright red kimono and hakana made of the finest silk along with a white, silk sleeping robe. “This is for me?” he asked.
“You don’t like it?”
“No, I do. It’s just… I’ve never worn anything so… nice before.” Indeed, he’d never seen such fine clothes, at least, not intended for him. “Where did you get all this? I mean, it must’ve cost a lot. Where’d you get the money?”
“Money is not a problem, Inuyasha, I have all I need.”
“Really? Where’d it come from?”
“Father left it to me.”
“How come he didn’t leave me any?”
“He did. He left it to your mother.”
“Oh,” Inuyasha thought about it for a minute. What did happen to the money father left his mother? The answer was clear, it was the humans that threw him out of his mother’s palace when she died -- they took everything from him.
“It doesn’t matter, Inuyasha, I have enough for both of us.”
“It’s a little late, isn’t it?”
“It’s time to forget the past. There is nothing you can do about it now.”
Sesshomaru took the white sleeping robe and held it out for Inuyasha to slip on, and then tied the obi for him. “You should rest now, little brother. We will talk later.”
“I’m not tired; I can’t sleep anymore,” he said with frustration while playing with the new obi hanging at his waist. The fabric was so nice and soft, it was impossible not to touch. “Sesshomaru… thank you for the clothes,” he said, almost mumbling the words to himself.
“They will do, then?”
“Yeah. I’ve never worn anything so nice,” he admitted.
And Sesshomaru actually felt kind of happy. He was happy that he had pleased his brother. Normally, he only felt this way when he gave gifts to Rin, and she showered him with smiles and thank yous, and maybe a little happy-dance, but now Inuyasha was making him happy as well. There must be a snowstorm in Hell, he thought.
Sesshomaru stacked up some of the many large pillows against the wall behind them and sat back to relax lifting his arm in invitation for Inuyasha to rest with him; Inuyasha gave him a big ‘Rin-like smile’ and took the offer, settling his head against his brother’s chest and wrapping his arms around his slim waist. Sesshomaru brought the silk blanket up over his shoulders and used his ‘put-Inuyasha-to-sleep secret weapon’ -- he combed his hair. Within five minutes, baby brother was starting to drift off to sleep, and Sesshomaru was perfectly de-stressed and starting to drift off himself. Of course, the combing had to stop as he napped, which caused Inuyasha to fidget, which caused Sesshomaru to wake and start combing again.
“Don’t stop,” Inuyasha said in his half-sleep, after being woken one too many times. So big brother stayed awake to continue to comb his hair until little brother was fast asleep, meaning that he could sleep too.
To be continued…