InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Prophecy ❯ What Dreams May Come ( Chapter 20 )
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By: mshutts 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.24.2006 | Updated On: 12.21.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 2.0K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.24.2006 | Updated On: 12.21.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 2.0K | Status: Work In Progress
The Prophecy
By: mshutts
WARNING: incest, a bit citrusy
ADDITIONAL WARNING: This chapter might very well make some of you cry. I almost did, but I tend to get overly emotional about my writing.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any other characters here-in
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Chapter 20: What Dreams May Come
Inuyasha found himself drifting in a sea of white. Everything around him glowed. He was a little uneasy about his surroundings, but he could feel a sense of peace and calm in the air.
He had just begun to relax into the dream-like state he seemed to have found himself in when he heard a voice, ‘Why do you doubt your choices, child?’
Startled, Inuyasha tried to turn to where the voice was and found he could not move. ‘Where are you?! What have you done to me?!’
He heard gentle laughter in response. ‘Why do you worry about such things? Is it not enough that I am here and you are here, and we may now talk to one another?’
‘That would be assuming I actually wanted to talk to you. Which, I don’t.’
‘You certainly seem to be saying a lot for someone who does not want to talk to me.’
‘Listen here, you. Release me immediately. I refuse to have this discussion while being immobile,’ Inuyasha stated, still struggling to move.
‘Stop trying to move, you cannot.’
‘Why not?!’
‘You have no physical body here. Moving without a physical body is impossible.’
That stopped Inuyasha’s thought processes in their tracks. How could have not realized he had no body? ‘It must be the exhaustion from everything.’
‘And maybe I’m just a hallucination.’
‘What do you mean maybe? You’re talking to me inside my own head, you’re obviously a hallucination.’
He again heard the laughter. ‘Whatever you wish to believe, child. Now, why do you continue to doubt your choices?’
‘What choices? I haven’t made any choices yet.’
‘Why do you not desire to be with your mate?’
‘Why would I want to be with that bastard? He hates me. He wants me dead.’
‘You don’t honestly believe that do you?’
‘Why not? He’s tried to kill me countless times. To him, I’m just a lowly hanyou, the scum of the earth. I never should have been born.’
‘Oh, little one, don’t say such things about yourself.’
‘Why not? They’re true,’ he said, beginning to feel dejected again.
He felt a cover of warmth surrounding him. It felt very comforting and he could feel all the tension releasing from his body. He then heard the voice say, ‘I am so sorry you have been told such things so many times. No matter what anyone says, you need to know they are untrue. They are not what you are.’
‘But it’s what HE says.’
‘He shall get his due for telling you such things. However, that is not for you to worry about. Little one, you need to think about what is best for you.’
‘And what would be best for me?’
‘Can you find it in your heart to forgive him? Can you look beyond the past and into the future?’
‘I don’t know. Maybe if he asked me to, maybe not. He did a lot of awful things to me in the past.’
‘Yes, he did, but does that mean he is unforgivable? You have forgiven your traveling companions for all the things they have done. You forgave that priestess for trying to kill you. Can you not forgive your own mate?’
‘That’s just it, how do I know that he IS my mate?’
‘You believe he is not?’
Hearing the disbelief in the voice, Inuyasha found himself stopping for a moment. He had just been arguing, not paying a lot of attention to where it was going and now this voice was questioning whether or not his brother was actually his mate. Hadn’t he just convinced Myouga that his youki wanted Sesshoumaru as his mate?
He answered, ‘My demon side wants him as a mate, but my human side does not. If he was supposed to be my mate, wouldn’t both sides agree?’
‘Oh, little one, if only it were that simple. You know better than anyone that your demon and human sides rarely agree on anything. You need to follow your own path.’ There was a pause. ‘I must leave now, young one. Take care of your mate. He doesn’t always do such a good job of it himself.’
Before Inuyasha could say one more word, the white around him faded out into black. He was wondering if maybe it was time to wake up when he suddenly saw red. He felt hot. It was like he was on fire. Such burning. He was sure that, were he to go to hell, this is what it would feel like.
The raging inferno blazed around him and he could feel his very flesh being cooked off his body. He tried to struggle awake, sure that someone was attempting to make his body edible, but he found he could not. He could still not move.
After what felt like an eternity, the flames that had been engulfing him abruptly receded. The space around him turned back to white, but this time he had his body with him. Using the new freedom of movement, he turned around, taking in his surroundings.
His breath caught when he saw the distinct figure of his elder brother standing just behind him. ‘What are you doing here?!’
‘Are you not happy to see me, my mate?’ his brother asked, taking a step closer to Inuyasha.
Now that they were so close, Inuyasha could see something reflecting at him through his brother’s eyes. Were it any other, Inuyasha would have thought it was love that he saw, but he knew that could not be the case. His elder brother would never look at him with love.
‘This is all a dream. I will wake up and none of this will have ever happened,’ he told himself.
‘Perhaps,’ answered his brother. ‘If that is the case, why waste time worrying about it?’
He looked suspiciously at the figure. ‘What do you mean?’
‘I am merely suggesting that since this is a dream, there is no need to not let me treat you as my mate. It will be of no consequence in the real world and might allow your youki to get the idea of having me as a mate out of its system.’
Actually, that sounded like a very good idea. Maybe if he got it out of his system now, he wouldn’t have a problem with it in the real world. A moment later, Inuyasha found himself slammed up against a wall, Sesshoumaru’s body pressed fully against his.
He heard a, ‘Well then, let’s get started, shall we?’ and with a slight whimper of assent, he felt his brother’s mouth crash onto his. With a viciousness that he had only seen in battle, the elder brutally kissed him and he found he couldn’t hold back the moan at the contact.
This was exactly what he had wanted. So much power, all directed at him. He could feel his arousal rising with every moment spent in this crushing embrace. Lifting his hands that had been lying limp at his sides, he used them to pull his brother even tighter to him. The responding growl and answering claws digging into his back only served to encourage him.
His lips were suddenly released and he instinctively tilted his head back, allowing his brother full access to his throat. At this show of complete submission, the youkai growled again, placing harsh kisses and licks down the column of his throat while Inuyasha writhed in pleasure.
The elder continued down until he reached the juncture between the younger’s shoulders and neck. There he paused.
Feeling the hot breath on the juncture, Inuyasha noted the hesitation. He was about to ask why his brother was hesitating when he heard, ‘Not here. That must be done in the real world.’
Before he could truly consider these words, he felt his brother continue moving down his body. Looking down, he realized that they were both naked and idly wondered when that had happened. As he gazed upon the beautiful countenance that was his elder brother, he felt the desire to run his fingers through his hair. It was silky smooth and flowed off his fingertips in sheets.
Before he moved any further, he found himself pressed, face first, into the wall. He was about to protest when he felt his elder brother’s body press against his back. Turning his head to the side so he could breathe, he asked breathlessly, ‘What are you doing?’
Feeling his sibling’s erection poking into his ass, he was answered in a rough voice, ‘I had thought that would be obvious.’
Unable to hold the moan back, he instinctively pushed into the body pinning him to the wall, hungering for more contact. He was answered with a corresponding growl and push from his brother.
He had never felt this loved and protected in his entire life. Inuyasha was left in a daze of lust and love. This is what he had been looking for. This is what he had always desired. To be wanted and loved by his older brother.
As they simultaneously reached their climaxes, his howls joined his brother’s in the emptiness that was his dream world. Finally releasing him, his older brother sat on the ground with his back against the wall. Without being prompted, Inuyasha cuddled up next to him.
As the youkai began to comb his fingers through the hanyou’s hair, the problems of the real world crashed back into his consciousness and Inuyasha was unable to keep himself from crying. Stopping the combing motion, Sesshoumaru looked down at his baby brother. ‘What’s wrong, mate? Did I hurt you?’
Inuyasha just continued to cry. He could not understand why things like this always happened to him. He could never seem to get what he wanted, no, needed in life. Now that he knew what that emptiness was that he had been feeling. Now that he knew without a doubt what would fill it, what would make him complete, he would have to go back as if none of this had ever happened.
For a moment there, when they were joined as lovers, he had felt whole. He had felt complete. His two sides were not arguing with one another and his entire being was at peace. But this was just a dream. This wasn’t real. He would wake up and his beloved would be as he always was, out of reach of such an unworthy hanyou.
He was too weak to do this on his own any longer. The heart-break was too much for him to bear. He had given away part of his being without realizing it and now he would never have that part back again. It was from these pits of despair that his cries were resounding.
He was so lost in his pain, he was not even aware of the attempts of his dream brother to comfort him. He did not feel the kisses or the tears being wiped away. He did not hear the comforting words that were being offered or the demands to tell him what was wrong.
It was only when his brother grabbed his chin rather harshly and pulled his face up from its downcast position that he acknowledged the presence next to him. Seeing the concern in this being’s eyes, his tears turned to rage in an instant. How dare this figment of his imagination taunt him so? ‘Leave me alone! You’re not real! Stop giving me false hope!’
He could see the hurt in his eyes, ‘But, mate…’
Shoving him away, Inuyasha shouted, ‘I am NOT your mate! You would never have me as your mate! You hate me! You want me dead! Leave me!’
With that, the being vanished and Inuyasha was once again left alone in his mind, still lying on the floor, crying. ‘Why me?’
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Well, that was my first attempt at a lemon, ever. I hope it made some sense. I know, you were all waiting so patiently and then you get this. Not even a lemon in the real world. I hope you’re not overly disappointed. (I never said I was good at writing lemons, you people just assume things.) But, in my defense, it is a lemon. Keep in mind, it takes place on the dream plane NOT in reality when you decide to comment on certain parts, that’s all I ask. (I’m referring to the lack of pain. It’s a dream sequence; he’s not going to feel pain in a dream sequence about sex. Unless he’s a closet masochist, in which case, the pain would turn him on. Hmm.)
Anyway, thanks for reading and/or reviewing. It’s always appreciated.
By: mshutts
WARNING: incest, a bit citrusy
ADDITIONAL WARNING: This chapter might very well make some of you cry. I almost did, but I tend to get overly emotional about my writing.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any other characters here-in
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Chapter 20: What Dreams May Come
Inuyasha found himself drifting in a sea of white. Everything around him glowed. He was a little uneasy about his surroundings, but he could feel a sense of peace and calm in the air.
He had just begun to relax into the dream-like state he seemed to have found himself in when he heard a voice, ‘Why do you doubt your choices, child?’
Startled, Inuyasha tried to turn to where the voice was and found he could not move. ‘Where are you?! What have you done to me?!’
He heard gentle laughter in response. ‘Why do you worry about such things? Is it not enough that I am here and you are here, and we may now talk to one another?’
‘That would be assuming I actually wanted to talk to you. Which, I don’t.’
‘You certainly seem to be saying a lot for someone who does not want to talk to me.’
‘Listen here, you. Release me immediately. I refuse to have this discussion while being immobile,’ Inuyasha stated, still struggling to move.
‘Stop trying to move, you cannot.’
‘Why not?!’
‘You have no physical body here. Moving without a physical body is impossible.’
That stopped Inuyasha’s thought processes in their tracks. How could have not realized he had no body? ‘It must be the exhaustion from everything.’
‘And maybe I’m just a hallucination.’
‘What do you mean maybe? You’re talking to me inside my own head, you’re obviously a hallucination.’
He again heard the laughter. ‘Whatever you wish to believe, child. Now, why do you continue to doubt your choices?’
‘What choices? I haven’t made any choices yet.’
‘Why do you not desire to be with your mate?’
‘Why would I want to be with that bastard? He hates me. He wants me dead.’
‘You don’t honestly believe that do you?’
‘Why not? He’s tried to kill me countless times. To him, I’m just a lowly hanyou, the scum of the earth. I never should have been born.’
‘Oh, little one, don’t say such things about yourself.’
‘Why not? They’re true,’ he said, beginning to feel dejected again.
He felt a cover of warmth surrounding him. It felt very comforting and he could feel all the tension releasing from his body. He then heard the voice say, ‘I am so sorry you have been told such things so many times. No matter what anyone says, you need to know they are untrue. They are not what you are.’
‘But it’s what HE says.’
‘He shall get his due for telling you such things. However, that is not for you to worry about. Little one, you need to think about what is best for you.’
‘And what would be best for me?’
‘Can you find it in your heart to forgive him? Can you look beyond the past and into the future?’
‘I don’t know. Maybe if he asked me to, maybe not. He did a lot of awful things to me in the past.’
‘Yes, he did, but does that mean he is unforgivable? You have forgiven your traveling companions for all the things they have done. You forgave that priestess for trying to kill you. Can you not forgive your own mate?’
‘That’s just it, how do I know that he IS my mate?’
‘You believe he is not?’
Hearing the disbelief in the voice, Inuyasha found himself stopping for a moment. He had just been arguing, not paying a lot of attention to where it was going and now this voice was questioning whether or not his brother was actually his mate. Hadn’t he just convinced Myouga that his youki wanted Sesshoumaru as his mate?
He answered, ‘My demon side wants him as a mate, but my human side does not. If he was supposed to be my mate, wouldn’t both sides agree?’
‘Oh, little one, if only it were that simple. You know better than anyone that your demon and human sides rarely agree on anything. You need to follow your own path.’ There was a pause. ‘I must leave now, young one. Take care of your mate. He doesn’t always do such a good job of it himself.’
Before Inuyasha could say one more word, the white around him faded out into black. He was wondering if maybe it was time to wake up when he suddenly saw red. He felt hot. It was like he was on fire. Such burning. He was sure that, were he to go to hell, this is what it would feel like.
The raging inferno blazed around him and he could feel his very flesh being cooked off his body. He tried to struggle awake, sure that someone was attempting to make his body edible, but he found he could not. He could still not move.
After what felt like an eternity, the flames that had been engulfing him abruptly receded. The space around him turned back to white, but this time he had his body with him. Using the new freedom of movement, he turned around, taking in his surroundings.
His breath caught when he saw the distinct figure of his elder brother standing just behind him. ‘What are you doing here?!’
‘Are you not happy to see me, my mate?’ his brother asked, taking a step closer to Inuyasha.
Now that they were so close, Inuyasha could see something reflecting at him through his brother’s eyes. Were it any other, Inuyasha would have thought it was love that he saw, but he knew that could not be the case. His elder brother would never look at him with love.
‘This is all a dream. I will wake up and none of this will have ever happened,’ he told himself.
‘Perhaps,’ answered his brother. ‘If that is the case, why waste time worrying about it?’
He looked suspiciously at the figure. ‘What do you mean?’
‘I am merely suggesting that since this is a dream, there is no need to not let me treat you as my mate. It will be of no consequence in the real world and might allow your youki to get the idea of having me as a mate out of its system.’
Actually, that sounded like a very good idea. Maybe if he got it out of his system now, he wouldn’t have a problem with it in the real world. A moment later, Inuyasha found himself slammed up against a wall, Sesshoumaru’s body pressed fully against his.
He heard a, ‘Well then, let’s get started, shall we?’ and with a slight whimper of assent, he felt his brother’s mouth crash onto his. With a viciousness that he had only seen in battle, the elder brutally kissed him and he found he couldn’t hold back the moan at the contact.
This was exactly what he had wanted. So much power, all directed at him. He could feel his arousal rising with every moment spent in this crushing embrace. Lifting his hands that had been lying limp at his sides, he used them to pull his brother even tighter to him. The responding growl and answering claws digging into his back only served to encourage him.
His lips were suddenly released and he instinctively tilted his head back, allowing his brother full access to his throat. At this show of complete submission, the youkai growled again, placing harsh kisses and licks down the column of his throat while Inuyasha writhed in pleasure.
The elder continued down until he reached the juncture between the younger’s shoulders and neck. There he paused.
Feeling the hot breath on the juncture, Inuyasha noted the hesitation. He was about to ask why his brother was hesitating when he heard, ‘Not here. That must be done in the real world.’
Before he could truly consider these words, he felt his brother continue moving down his body. Looking down, he realized that they were both naked and idly wondered when that had happened. As he gazed upon the beautiful countenance that was his elder brother, he felt the desire to run his fingers through his hair. It was silky smooth and flowed off his fingertips in sheets.
Before he moved any further, he found himself pressed, face first, into the wall. He was about to protest when he felt his elder brother’s body press against his back. Turning his head to the side so he could breathe, he asked breathlessly, ‘What are you doing?’
Feeling his sibling’s erection poking into his ass, he was answered in a rough voice, ‘I had thought that would be obvious.’
Unable to hold the moan back, he instinctively pushed into the body pinning him to the wall, hungering for more contact. He was answered with a corresponding growl and push from his brother.
He had never felt this loved and protected in his entire life. Inuyasha was left in a daze of lust and love. This is what he had been looking for. This is what he had always desired. To be wanted and loved by his older brother.
As they simultaneously reached their climaxes, his howls joined his brother’s in the emptiness that was his dream world. Finally releasing him, his older brother sat on the ground with his back against the wall. Without being prompted, Inuyasha cuddled up next to him.
As the youkai began to comb his fingers through the hanyou’s hair, the problems of the real world crashed back into his consciousness and Inuyasha was unable to keep himself from crying. Stopping the combing motion, Sesshoumaru looked down at his baby brother. ‘What’s wrong, mate? Did I hurt you?’
Inuyasha just continued to cry. He could not understand why things like this always happened to him. He could never seem to get what he wanted, no, needed in life. Now that he knew what that emptiness was that he had been feeling. Now that he knew without a doubt what would fill it, what would make him complete, he would have to go back as if none of this had ever happened.
For a moment there, when they were joined as lovers, he had felt whole. He had felt complete. His two sides were not arguing with one another and his entire being was at peace. But this was just a dream. This wasn’t real. He would wake up and his beloved would be as he always was, out of reach of such an unworthy hanyou.
He was too weak to do this on his own any longer. The heart-break was too much for him to bear. He had given away part of his being without realizing it and now he would never have that part back again. It was from these pits of despair that his cries were resounding.
He was so lost in his pain, he was not even aware of the attempts of his dream brother to comfort him. He did not feel the kisses or the tears being wiped away. He did not hear the comforting words that were being offered or the demands to tell him what was wrong.
It was only when his brother grabbed his chin rather harshly and pulled his face up from its downcast position that he acknowledged the presence next to him. Seeing the concern in this being’s eyes, his tears turned to rage in an instant. How dare this figment of his imagination taunt him so? ‘Leave me alone! You’re not real! Stop giving me false hope!’
He could see the hurt in his eyes, ‘But, mate…’
Shoving him away, Inuyasha shouted, ‘I am NOT your mate! You would never have me as your mate! You hate me! You want me dead! Leave me!’
With that, the being vanished and Inuyasha was once again left alone in his mind, still lying on the floor, crying. ‘Why me?’
* * * * *
Well, that was my first attempt at a lemon, ever. I hope it made some sense. I know, you were all waiting so patiently and then you get this. Not even a lemon in the real world. I hope you’re not overly disappointed. (I never said I was good at writing lemons, you people just assume things.) But, in my defense, it is a lemon. Keep in mind, it takes place on the dream plane NOT in reality when you decide to comment on certain parts, that’s all I ask. (I’m referring to the lack of pain. It’s a dream sequence; he’s not going to feel pain in a dream sequence about sex. Unless he’s a closet masochist, in which case, the pain would turn him on. Hmm.)
Anyway, thanks for reading and/or reviewing. It’s always appreciated.