InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Prophecy ❯ We're Off to See the Wizard... ( Chapter 12 )
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By: mshutts 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.12.2006 | Updated On: 01.23.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.12.2006 | Updated On: 01.23.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Work In Progress
The Prophecy
By: mshutts
WARNING: incest
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any other characters here-in
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Chapter 12: We’re Off to See the Wizard, Err, Tree
Inuyasha’s day was looking up. When he had first seen his older brother appear, he had berated himself for not immediately awakening to defend himself. What his elder brother had said about killing him while he still in the tree was actually quite true. He couldn’t believe he had been so careless.
But, when sleeping, he relied so much on his subconscious mind to determine if there was a threat in the area and awaken him. It normally did the job flawlessly. Over the years, he had trained it to work quite well as an early warning system, but it had not gone off this time. He briefly wondered if it was because he had sensed, on some level, that Sesshoumaru was not here to fight.
Putting that thought aside, he wondered why his brother was interested in his situation at all. True, it was annoying to Inuyasha, but Sesshoumaru should have seen it as a plus. Having his little brother off-kilter should have made him incredibly happy. However, the opposite seemed to be the case. After all, he had come to Inuyasha, not the other way around. It gave Inuyasha some hope, no matter how far fetched, that his big brother might actually care for him in some way.
He had been so long without any type of family interaction that he knew he had a tendency to cling to anything even remotely resembling affection, especially from his older brother. Those times when he had been able to talk to his big brother for a period before the fight started were still some of Inuyasha’s best memories.
Over the years, he had tried so hard to emulate his brother’s hate of him. Even when he had first met Sesshoumaru, he had been completely enamored with the youkai. He had wanted nothing more than to be like him. If the only way to be like him was to act the way he did, Inuyasha would do so.
Many times he had told himself that he no longer looked up to his elder brother, but, in the deepest parts of his heart, he knew that he was still starving for the affection that he felt he should receive from his brother. Sometimes, late at night, he wondered why he felt this way. What had ever possessed him to believe that his unfeeling bastard of a brother could possibly show him, a half-breed, affection?
However, for as long as he had known the youkai, he had been sure that there was affection to be had. Hell, he had given him a hug the first time they had met. He supposed, on some level, he was still waiting for that hug of his to be returned. Not that he would ever let Sesshoumaru know it.
He could see it now, he would ask his brother for a hug and his older brother would back away from him as if he had the plague. It would be a great moment. That is of course assuming his elder brother did not decide to go the more violent route and just kill him outright. Considering the issue, he came to a draw as to what the youkai would do. Sesshoumaru could be rather unpredictable after all.
Glancing sideways at his brother, he took in the tall, regal air that Sesshoumaru seemed to carry off effortlessly. He had tried for years to achieve just such a state and failed miserably. A few years ago, he had come to the conclusion that he would most likely never be able to completely pull it off. He had too much humanity in him for it.
Sesshoumaru was always so poised. At times, it made Inuyasha rather jealous. He tended to wear his emotions on his face for all to see. With the exception of one encounter with a drunken Sesshoumaru over a century ago, his brother had never shown him any emotion other than hate. With a start, he realized that he appeared to still be as enamored with his older brother as he had been when they first met.
Blushing, Inuyasha quickly looked away from his brother. He put all this nonsense down to it almost being mating season. He wasn’t actually enamored with Sesshoumaru, his blood was just interested in the very strong youki his brother had. It was probably even producing scents that were barely detectable but specifically designed to try and attract his brother to him. He remembered Myouga saying something about that before.
Deciding that his blood was an idiot, Inuyasha began to have second thoughts about having come with his brother on this little trip. Yes, he wanted answers to why his body was acting this way, but he was unsure that being around his older brother while in such a state was a good idea. What if Sesshoumaru found out? He’d kill him for sure.
Resolving not to let the youkai find out what was going on in his head, Inuyasha decided to instead ask him a question that had been bothering him since he had first agreed to come along. “Who are we going to see?”
Not even looking at him, Sesshoumaru answered, “Bokusenou.”
Seeing as it did not earn the snap he had been expecting, Inuyasha decided to risk asking more, “Who’s that?”
“He is an old tree demon. He was a friend of father’s. You will treat him with respect and answer any questions he may ask.”
Not sure he liked the idea of telling someone he had never met anything they wanted to know, Inuyasha was a little leery of this. “What if he asks something I don’t want to answer?”
He could see Sesshoumaru’s patience waning. “Do you wish to know what is wrong or not?”
“Yeah. But I don’t see why I have to answer questions that don’t have to do with my current issues.”
“It is not for you to decide what is relevant to the situation and what is not. You are merely a half-breed. You do not grasp the more subtle complexities of the youkai world.”
For once, Inuyasha held his tongue. He wanted to lash back out immediately for the ‘half-breed’ comment, but if he did, Sesshoumaru might completely slip out of this magnanimous mood of his and go back to being an argumentative bastard that wanted to kill him. Then he would never get an answer to what was wrong with him. Instead, he swore under his breath.
Seemingly ignoring him, Sesshoumaru continued to walk on at the same gliding pace. Not ten minutes later, he heard a booming voice come through the forest. “So you have returned, Sesshoumaru. Greetings, Inuyasha.”
Sesshoumaru did not appear to be surprised and just kept walking. Inuyasha however, was finding himself a bit more ill at ease than he had been before and walked slower, his hand on the hilt of the tetsusaiga the entire time.
He heard the deep voice take on an amused tone, “You have nothing to fear from me, little half-breed. Take your hand from your sword.”
Really starting to get pissed off, Inuyasha responded, “No. I haven’t seen you yet and I have no idea what your intentions are. I will decide when I let of go of my sword, not you or anyone else.”
He could hear an echoing laugh ring through the trees. “Very well, young one. You may keep your hand on your sword.”
“Feh.”
He heard another laugh, “You have spirit, Inuyasha. Your father would have been proud.”
As Inuyasha took this compliment in, Sesshoumaru stepped forward. “Bokusenou, this Sesshoumaru has done as you requested. I now request that you answer my question.”
With a sigh, a face appeared in the tree trunk in front of them. “Always to the point, Sesshoumaru. I must first speak with your brother.”
“Half-brother,” Sesshoumaru corrected.
Ignoring him, the tree demon turned to Inuyasha. “Sesshoumaru has told me your scent has changed.”
Suddenly interested, Inuyasha cast a glance over to his brother before looking back to the tree. “It has?”
“Yes. It now carries a slight feminine scent to it that was not present before.”
“Feminine scent? But I thought dog demons couldn’t change sexes.”
“They cannot. However, even if dog demons could, as a half-demon, you would still not be able to. You have been born male and you shall remain male.”
“Then where is the scent coming from?” In his excitement at the prospect of finally finding out exactly what was wrong, Inuyasha had forgotten to be wary of the tree demon and his hand had slipped from tetsusaiga’s hilt.
“That is what I am trying to ascertain. Tell me, Inuyasha, how many dog demons do you know?”
“Just Sesshoumaru, why?”
“Have you ever come into contact with another dog demon?”
He thought hard about it. “My father saw me once when I was first born.”
“So, the only dog demons you have ever had contact with are your father and brother?”
“Half-brother,” he corrected automatically, still racking his brain to see if he had ever fought another dog demon in his life. Not finding any, he answered, “Yep. Those are the only two I have ever met.”
“Interesting,” Bokusenou muttered to himself.
“What is interesting?” Sesshoumaru asked, causing Inuyasha to jump slightly, he had completely forgotten Sesshoumaru was there.
Disregarding him, Bokusenou continued to talk to Inuyasha. “How have you been feeling lately?”
A bit shocked by the sudden change in topic, it took Inuyasha a second to respond. “Um, not very well, actually.”
“He has been having stomach difficulties,” Sesshoumaru supplied.
Turning a cross look to Sesshoumaru, the tree demon said, “I was asking Inuyasha.” Turning back to Inuyasha, he asked, “What has been wrong?”
Inuyasha considered if he should tell this tree youkai what was wrong with him. He was loathe to share his problems with others. If there was one thing he had learned in the past, it was that others would take any weakness you had and exploit it. Having Sesshoumaru present was not helping matters any.
As if sensing the hanyou’s indecisiveness, Bokusenou said, “If you do not tell me what has been bothering you, I cannot help you with your problem.”
He realized that the tree had a good point. Decided, Inuyasha told him, “It started yesterday morning when I first woke up. I had a stomach ache for some reason. I haven’t had any recent abdominal wounds, fought any poison youkai in a while, or eaten anything poisoned that I’m aware of.
“I had tried to eat what the wench had made for breakfast, but ended up throwing it back up. For some reason, eating a raw rabbit made the stomach ache go away.
“It stayed away for a while until I got into a fight with Kagome and she ‘sat’ me,” he turned away, mumbling the last part.
With their youkai hearing, they had both heard what he said and found themselves a bit confused. “Sat you?” asked Bokusenou.
Inuyasha looked back at this. He had forgotten that they most likely would not know what it was that Kagome could do. As he looked from the confused look on Bokusenou’s face to the almost confused look on Sesshoumaru’s face, he decided on facing Bokusenou. If he was going to have to explain this shame, he would rather not explain it while facing his brother. It was bad enough the bastard was going to find out anyway.
With an embarrassed look on his face, Inuyasha tried to explain. “This necklace around my neck has a spell on it. Every time Kagome says ‘sit’, it pulls me down to the ground,” he finished in a rush, hoping they would not ask anymore questions about it.
Bokusenou looked thoughtful, “Why do you not remove these beads from your neck?”
“I can’t.”
“Ah, they are held there by a spell.”
Even though it was a statement rather than a question, Inuyasha still felt the need to nod his head, eyes on the ground. He hated talking about what the beads could do to him but he hated admitting that there was nothing he could do about it even more.
“Why are the beads there in the first place?”
“That has nothing to do with anything,” Inuyasha responded, suddenly defensive. “I’m here to find out about my current problem, not talk about something that happened over a year ago.”
Bokusenou considered him for a moment. “Very well. I shall drop the matter for now. What happened after you were ‘sat’?”
Now back into less embarrassing, though still quite embarrassing, territory, Inuyasha raised his eyes. “The stomach ache came back. I ate another rabbit and it went away. I pissed off Kagome again, got sat again, the stomach ache came back, then I ran into this bastard,” he rattled off, pointing at Sesshoumaru. “He wanted a fight. I was giving him one when he got in under my sword and slashed my back with his poison claws. The pain in my stomach got 100 times worse than it had been and I blacked out. When I woke back up, the stomach ache was still there, I ate a few more rabbits and that was when he found me again.”
“Do you still have the stomach ache?”
“Actually, no,” Inuyasha said with some amazement. He had been getting used to being constantly plagued by it.
The tree demon furrowed his brows. “Hmm.”
“What?!”
“Come here, Inuyasha.”
“Why?”
“I must check something.”
“Ok,” Inuyasha said, taking a tentative step towards the tree. After seeing no ill response, he walked more quickly towards the tree demon until he stood right in front of him. “What now?”
“Stand still.”
Inuyasha suddenly felt himself being lifted by branches. Being startled, he tried to fight out of the grasp but found he could not. He heard the tree demon say, “I told you to stay still. I’m not going to hurt you, young one.”
Inuyasha forced himself to calm down. “What are you doing to me?”
“I need to check you to see if I can find the problem.”
“Is it really necessary for me to be in the air like this for you to check?”
“Why? Don’t you trust me?” Bokusenou asked, amused.
“Hells, no,” came the immediate response.
The tree demon laughed. “You are the most amusing being I have ever met.”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m amusing. That’s great. What’s wrong with me?”
Inuyasha saw Bokusenou’s mouth open and felt a surge of excitement. He was now going to get the answers he had been looking for. He had no idea his day was about to take a turn for the worse.
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I think I’ll stop there for now. I know, I know, evil cliffy. But this is already the longest chapter by far. I had to break it off somewhere. Besides, I think I want to hear Sesshoumaru’s reaction to the news first. Next chapter, Sesshoumaru’s reaction.
As always thanks to all you who read and/or review.
By: mshutts
WARNING: incest
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any other characters here-in
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Chapter 12: We’re Off to See the Wizard, Err, Tree
Inuyasha’s day was looking up. When he had first seen his older brother appear, he had berated himself for not immediately awakening to defend himself. What his elder brother had said about killing him while he still in the tree was actually quite true. He couldn’t believe he had been so careless.
But, when sleeping, he relied so much on his subconscious mind to determine if there was a threat in the area and awaken him. It normally did the job flawlessly. Over the years, he had trained it to work quite well as an early warning system, but it had not gone off this time. He briefly wondered if it was because he had sensed, on some level, that Sesshoumaru was not here to fight.
Putting that thought aside, he wondered why his brother was interested in his situation at all. True, it was annoying to Inuyasha, but Sesshoumaru should have seen it as a plus. Having his little brother off-kilter should have made him incredibly happy. However, the opposite seemed to be the case. After all, he had come to Inuyasha, not the other way around. It gave Inuyasha some hope, no matter how far fetched, that his big brother might actually care for him in some way.
He had been so long without any type of family interaction that he knew he had a tendency to cling to anything even remotely resembling affection, especially from his older brother. Those times when he had been able to talk to his big brother for a period before the fight started were still some of Inuyasha’s best memories.
Over the years, he had tried so hard to emulate his brother’s hate of him. Even when he had first met Sesshoumaru, he had been completely enamored with the youkai. He had wanted nothing more than to be like him. If the only way to be like him was to act the way he did, Inuyasha would do so.
Many times he had told himself that he no longer looked up to his elder brother, but, in the deepest parts of his heart, he knew that he was still starving for the affection that he felt he should receive from his brother. Sometimes, late at night, he wondered why he felt this way. What had ever possessed him to believe that his unfeeling bastard of a brother could possibly show him, a half-breed, affection?
However, for as long as he had known the youkai, he had been sure that there was affection to be had. Hell, he had given him a hug the first time they had met. He supposed, on some level, he was still waiting for that hug of his to be returned. Not that he would ever let Sesshoumaru know it.
He could see it now, he would ask his brother for a hug and his older brother would back away from him as if he had the plague. It would be a great moment. That is of course assuming his elder brother did not decide to go the more violent route and just kill him outright. Considering the issue, he came to a draw as to what the youkai would do. Sesshoumaru could be rather unpredictable after all.
Glancing sideways at his brother, he took in the tall, regal air that Sesshoumaru seemed to carry off effortlessly. He had tried for years to achieve just such a state and failed miserably. A few years ago, he had come to the conclusion that he would most likely never be able to completely pull it off. He had too much humanity in him for it.
Sesshoumaru was always so poised. At times, it made Inuyasha rather jealous. He tended to wear his emotions on his face for all to see. With the exception of one encounter with a drunken Sesshoumaru over a century ago, his brother had never shown him any emotion other than hate. With a start, he realized that he appeared to still be as enamored with his older brother as he had been when they first met.
Blushing, Inuyasha quickly looked away from his brother. He put all this nonsense down to it almost being mating season. He wasn’t actually enamored with Sesshoumaru, his blood was just interested in the very strong youki his brother had. It was probably even producing scents that were barely detectable but specifically designed to try and attract his brother to him. He remembered Myouga saying something about that before.
Deciding that his blood was an idiot, Inuyasha began to have second thoughts about having come with his brother on this little trip. Yes, he wanted answers to why his body was acting this way, but he was unsure that being around his older brother while in such a state was a good idea. What if Sesshoumaru found out? He’d kill him for sure.
Resolving not to let the youkai find out what was going on in his head, Inuyasha decided to instead ask him a question that had been bothering him since he had first agreed to come along. “Who are we going to see?”
Not even looking at him, Sesshoumaru answered, “Bokusenou.”
Seeing as it did not earn the snap he had been expecting, Inuyasha decided to risk asking more, “Who’s that?”
“He is an old tree demon. He was a friend of father’s. You will treat him with respect and answer any questions he may ask.”
Not sure he liked the idea of telling someone he had never met anything they wanted to know, Inuyasha was a little leery of this. “What if he asks something I don’t want to answer?”
He could see Sesshoumaru’s patience waning. “Do you wish to know what is wrong or not?”
“Yeah. But I don’t see why I have to answer questions that don’t have to do with my current issues.”
“It is not for you to decide what is relevant to the situation and what is not. You are merely a half-breed. You do not grasp the more subtle complexities of the youkai world.”
For once, Inuyasha held his tongue. He wanted to lash back out immediately for the ‘half-breed’ comment, but if he did, Sesshoumaru might completely slip out of this magnanimous mood of his and go back to being an argumentative bastard that wanted to kill him. Then he would never get an answer to what was wrong with him. Instead, he swore under his breath.
Seemingly ignoring him, Sesshoumaru continued to walk on at the same gliding pace. Not ten minutes later, he heard a booming voice come through the forest. “So you have returned, Sesshoumaru. Greetings, Inuyasha.”
Sesshoumaru did not appear to be surprised and just kept walking. Inuyasha however, was finding himself a bit more ill at ease than he had been before and walked slower, his hand on the hilt of the tetsusaiga the entire time.
He heard the deep voice take on an amused tone, “You have nothing to fear from me, little half-breed. Take your hand from your sword.”
Really starting to get pissed off, Inuyasha responded, “No. I haven’t seen you yet and I have no idea what your intentions are. I will decide when I let of go of my sword, not you or anyone else.”
He could hear an echoing laugh ring through the trees. “Very well, young one. You may keep your hand on your sword.”
“Feh.”
He heard another laugh, “You have spirit, Inuyasha. Your father would have been proud.”
As Inuyasha took this compliment in, Sesshoumaru stepped forward. “Bokusenou, this Sesshoumaru has done as you requested. I now request that you answer my question.”
With a sigh, a face appeared in the tree trunk in front of them. “Always to the point, Sesshoumaru. I must first speak with your brother.”
“Half-brother,” Sesshoumaru corrected.
Ignoring him, the tree demon turned to Inuyasha. “Sesshoumaru has told me your scent has changed.”
Suddenly interested, Inuyasha cast a glance over to his brother before looking back to the tree. “It has?”
“Yes. It now carries a slight feminine scent to it that was not present before.”
“Feminine scent? But I thought dog demons couldn’t change sexes.”
“They cannot. However, even if dog demons could, as a half-demon, you would still not be able to. You have been born male and you shall remain male.”
“Then where is the scent coming from?” In his excitement at the prospect of finally finding out exactly what was wrong, Inuyasha had forgotten to be wary of the tree demon and his hand had slipped from tetsusaiga’s hilt.
“That is what I am trying to ascertain. Tell me, Inuyasha, how many dog demons do you know?”
“Just Sesshoumaru, why?”
“Have you ever come into contact with another dog demon?”
He thought hard about it. “My father saw me once when I was first born.”
“So, the only dog demons you have ever had contact with are your father and brother?”
“Half-brother,” he corrected automatically, still racking his brain to see if he had ever fought another dog demon in his life. Not finding any, he answered, “Yep. Those are the only two I have ever met.”
“Interesting,” Bokusenou muttered to himself.
“What is interesting?” Sesshoumaru asked, causing Inuyasha to jump slightly, he had completely forgotten Sesshoumaru was there.
Disregarding him, Bokusenou continued to talk to Inuyasha. “How have you been feeling lately?”
A bit shocked by the sudden change in topic, it took Inuyasha a second to respond. “Um, not very well, actually.”
“He has been having stomach difficulties,” Sesshoumaru supplied.
Turning a cross look to Sesshoumaru, the tree demon said, “I was asking Inuyasha.” Turning back to Inuyasha, he asked, “What has been wrong?”
Inuyasha considered if he should tell this tree youkai what was wrong with him. He was loathe to share his problems with others. If there was one thing he had learned in the past, it was that others would take any weakness you had and exploit it. Having Sesshoumaru present was not helping matters any.
As if sensing the hanyou’s indecisiveness, Bokusenou said, “If you do not tell me what has been bothering you, I cannot help you with your problem.”
He realized that the tree had a good point. Decided, Inuyasha told him, “It started yesterday morning when I first woke up. I had a stomach ache for some reason. I haven’t had any recent abdominal wounds, fought any poison youkai in a while, or eaten anything poisoned that I’m aware of.
“I had tried to eat what the wench had made for breakfast, but ended up throwing it back up. For some reason, eating a raw rabbit made the stomach ache go away.
“It stayed away for a while until I got into a fight with Kagome and she ‘sat’ me,” he turned away, mumbling the last part.
With their youkai hearing, they had both heard what he said and found themselves a bit confused. “Sat you?” asked Bokusenou.
Inuyasha looked back at this. He had forgotten that they most likely would not know what it was that Kagome could do. As he looked from the confused look on Bokusenou’s face to the almost confused look on Sesshoumaru’s face, he decided on facing Bokusenou. If he was going to have to explain this shame, he would rather not explain it while facing his brother. It was bad enough the bastard was going to find out anyway.
With an embarrassed look on his face, Inuyasha tried to explain. “This necklace around my neck has a spell on it. Every time Kagome says ‘sit’, it pulls me down to the ground,” he finished in a rush, hoping they would not ask anymore questions about it.
Bokusenou looked thoughtful, “Why do you not remove these beads from your neck?”
“I can’t.”
“Ah, they are held there by a spell.”
Even though it was a statement rather than a question, Inuyasha still felt the need to nod his head, eyes on the ground. He hated talking about what the beads could do to him but he hated admitting that there was nothing he could do about it even more.
“Why are the beads there in the first place?”
“That has nothing to do with anything,” Inuyasha responded, suddenly defensive. “I’m here to find out about my current problem, not talk about something that happened over a year ago.”
Bokusenou considered him for a moment. “Very well. I shall drop the matter for now. What happened after you were ‘sat’?”
Now back into less embarrassing, though still quite embarrassing, territory, Inuyasha raised his eyes. “The stomach ache came back. I ate another rabbit and it went away. I pissed off Kagome again, got sat again, the stomach ache came back, then I ran into this bastard,” he rattled off, pointing at Sesshoumaru. “He wanted a fight. I was giving him one when he got in under my sword and slashed my back with his poison claws. The pain in my stomach got 100 times worse than it had been and I blacked out. When I woke back up, the stomach ache was still there, I ate a few more rabbits and that was when he found me again.”
“Do you still have the stomach ache?”
“Actually, no,” Inuyasha said with some amazement. He had been getting used to being constantly plagued by it.
The tree demon furrowed his brows. “Hmm.”
“What?!”
“Come here, Inuyasha.”
“Why?”
“I must check something.”
“Ok,” Inuyasha said, taking a tentative step towards the tree. After seeing no ill response, he walked more quickly towards the tree demon until he stood right in front of him. “What now?”
“Stand still.”
Inuyasha suddenly felt himself being lifted by branches. Being startled, he tried to fight out of the grasp but found he could not. He heard the tree demon say, “I told you to stay still. I’m not going to hurt you, young one.”
Inuyasha forced himself to calm down. “What are you doing to me?”
“I need to check you to see if I can find the problem.”
“Is it really necessary for me to be in the air like this for you to check?”
“Why? Don’t you trust me?” Bokusenou asked, amused.
“Hells, no,” came the immediate response.
The tree demon laughed. “You are the most amusing being I have ever met.”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m amusing. That’s great. What’s wrong with me?”
Inuyasha saw Bokusenou’s mouth open and felt a surge of excitement. He was now going to get the answers he had been looking for. He had no idea his day was about to take a turn for the worse.
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I think I’ll stop there for now. I know, I know, evil cliffy. But this is already the longest chapter by far. I had to break it off somewhere. Besides, I think I want to hear Sesshoumaru’s reaction to the news first. Next chapter, Sesshoumaru’s reaction.
As always thanks to all you who read and/or review.