InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Prophecy ❯ Breakfast at the Palace ( Chapter 36 )
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By: mshutts 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.09.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 2.9K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.09.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 2.9K | 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 36: Breakfast at the Palace
Inuyasha watched his brother get dressed with a certain amount of wariness. What was going through his head? He already was home? That was the single most ridiculous thing he had ever heard come out of his brother’s mouth.
Just because they were now mates, did not mean that he had live with the bastard now. He wasn’t even sure if he was going to let him be around any possible pups that may have come from the mating. Sesshoumaru was being rather presumptuous if he thought that Inuyasha was going to stick around just because they were now mates.
However, that did not stop him from following his new mate back to the palace. He wanted to know just what his elder brother had on his mind before he left. And make no mistake, he was leaving. He had what he wanted out of this and felt that he and his brother had already spent quite enough time with the brotherly bonding, his desire to be accepted by his only remaining family not withstanding. Besides, his brother had already made it quite clear that he was not now, nor ever would be acceptable. Why continue the charade?
Inuyasha refused to allow his youki to give voice to the contentment that it felt in his mate’s presence. It wanted him to stay here with his new mate for the rest of his life, never leaving his side, but that was impossible. Instead of allowing his youki to get a foothold with its unattainable desires, he did not allow the thought of just staying to even cross his mind no matter how good it sounded.
Instead, he just followed his elder brother to see what it was that he wanted. Then he would leave. There would be no reason to stay after that anyway.
As they walked into the palace, they passed servants who immediately bowed to Sesshoumaru, but they made Inuyasha a little nervous. There certainly were a lot of them, most of which were youkai in nature, although he did catch the odd human thrown in. He figured they were most likely there to take care of the girl he had met yesterday.
It was the first time he had seen any demon other than Jaken in a servant’s role without appearing to be under a spell of some sort and Jaken hardly counted given how lowly of a being he was. But these servants, they did not look to be of the lowly sort like Jaken and he began to wonder just what Sesshoumaru had on them that they became cowed into this lifestyle.
All thoughts of the servants and how his brother came into possession of them left his mind when Sesshoumaru slid open a panel on the wall that the servants had been entering and exiting. The scent that reached his nose was of food, quite tasty food too and he was suddenly reminded of the fact that he had not gotten to eat since two days ago.
Barely able to restrain himself, he walked over to the table, picking up the first thing that looked edible and sniffing it, just to make sure it was. After that test, he shoved it into his mouth and picked up another item, repeating the process. He ignored the looks that he could feel his elder brother giving him and when Jaken came up to him whining about something or other, he promptly stepped on the imp, effectively shutting him up.
It was only when he heard the giggle coming from Rin at the act that he stopped for an instant, looking up at the girl curiously. “Oi, kid, what’s funny?”
“Lord Inuyasha is,” she answered with a grin.
Now that he had some food in his stomach, he was feeling a little more amenable to talking and sat at the table, continuing to gather food while he asked, “And why is that?”
“Lord Inuyasha eats the way I used to. I have never seen anyone other than me eat that way before,” she explained with her child-like innocence.
But, despite the delivery, Inuyasha was floored. He knew what that meant. Despite outward appearances, Inuyasha was actually quite aware of how his eating habits looked to others. It was something he had picked up while living by himself and he had not wanted to be bothered with changing his eating style to suit Kagome’s more delicate sensibilities. Besides, after all the years he spent with his youki pitched firmly in survival mode when it came to eating, he was unsure if it was even possible for him to change the way he ate at this point.
But, that aside, he realized that this little girl who sat across from him had to have been starving at one point in her rather short life. He wondered how long she had lived that way for. For her to still remember it clearly enough to make the comparison, it must have been quite some time or quite recently.
Looking at her more closely, he tried to determine if she was eating enough under his brother’s care. She appeared to be alright and a cursory sniff of her across the table did not turn up anything amiss either, although, admittedly, the scent of the food was getting in the way. Running out of other options, he asked, trying to sound like he could care less, “You hungry, kid?”
Watching her carefully for her response, he saw no hesitation when she once again giggled and replied, “Of course I am, I haven’t had breakfast yet.”
“Why don’t you eat?”
“Lord Sesshoumaru has to sit and begin first, Lord Inuyasha,” she said in a tone that made Inuyasha feel a little foolish. He really should have remembered that. He had lived in a palace for the first handful of years of his life. He had been taught a certain amount of the etiquette needed and just because he never made use of this knowledge now, did not forgive not remembering it at all.
He should have known that with as anal as his brother was, he would have taught this human girl all about the etiquette for eating at a lord’s table. Not that he was planning on following any of it, but still, he couldn’t really expect the girl who lived in his care to not follow it either.
To cover up his slight embarrassment, he instead sarcastically asked, “And how long is it going to take Lord Sesshoumaru to get his ass over here and begin?” knowing full well his elder brother was standing right behind him.
Apparently his older brother had finally had enough, he had been wondering how much longer he was going to wait, for he now felt a single hand lifting him from his place at the table from behind. He heard a cold, “You would do well to listen to the girl’s lessons, little brother.”
“Keh. Like I’m gonna wait for your sorry ass to eat.”
“I do not have to feed you, Inuyasha.”
It was really starting to piss him off that he couldn’t see his brother’s face at the moment. With the hand around his neck, he was at a significant disadvantage. If he struggled, it made him look like an idiot because he knew that his brother was holding too tightly for him to get free. If he didn’t struggle though, it made him look submissive. At the same time, he wasn’t sure just how much talking back his brother was going to stand for before he decided it would be easier just to snap his neck than listen to him because he couldn’t see his face.
Releasing a growl, he grabbed the hand around his neck and demanded, “Let me go, you bastard. I never asked you to feed me. If you recall, I wanted to leave.”
Instead of releasing him immediately, his brother moved him around the table saying, “You are an ungrateful whelp and your seat is here,” dropping him on the right-hand side, next to the head of the table.
Not having expected the sudden drop, he found himself once again sprawled on the ground. Only this time, there was a little human girl laughing at him again. Shaking his head in momentary defeat, he tried to regain as much dignity as possible and sat upright at the table once again, now in his new position.
Noticing that Sesshoumaru had taken up his seat to the immediate left of him, at the head of the table, he abruptly realized just where he was sitting. He was sitting in the spot reserved for the lady of the house. Incensed, he turned back to his brother, who was now eating and yelled, “I am not the WIFE!”
“Wife?” his brother asked with a raised eyebrow.
Inuyasha mentally slapped himself. Here he was in a demon household, using human terms. He had obviously been hanging around humans entirely too long. Changing his terminology, he continued yelling, “Bitch, Lady, whatever! I am NOT it!”
He could almost see the smirk that wanted to break free on Sesshoumaru’s face. His brother was making fun of him! He did not have to put up with this. Renewed in his dislike of his brother, he stood and made to leave again when he heard, “Sit back down and finish eating, Inuyasha,” in the authoritative tone that his new mate used so well.
Feeling compelled to listen and obey, he cursed his demon blood and sat back down but did not continue eating. He decided the best way to deal with this was a silent protest.
“Are you no longer hungry, little brother?”
Inuyasha ignored him, looking straight ahead. He may not have control over whether or not he followed direct orders from the one who his demon blood saw as the alpha mate, but he didn’t have to talk to him. He still had his human blood in him and it was highly ticked off that his brother was acting like such an ass. It was then he felt a small hand on his arm.
Turning to look at the big-eyed child sitting next to him, he heard her ask, “Don’t you want to eat more, Lord Inuyasha? It’s really good and you looked really hungry before.”
“I’ve lost my appetite.”
He watched the little head bob up and down with a look of understanding on her face. “Oh, that happens to me, too, sometimes.”
“Why do you lose your appetite, kid?” Not that he really cared. He had a sneaking suspicion that it had to do with being forced to eat around an imp all the time, but it was a good way to ignore his brother. It was also a good way to drive home the point that he was only ignoring Sesshoumaru.
He watched her open her mouth to answer then glance at something behind him before, once again, closing her mouth. He wondered just what look her brother had given her to elicit that response, but when she went right back to eating again, he turned once more to look straight across the table, ignoring his brother.
He tried to keep a blank face while his demon and human blood battled it out in his head. His demon blood was insisting he act like a good mate and go back to eating and acknowledging his mate. However, his human blood just wanted him to get out of there immediately. He was no longer famished, there was no reason for him to stick around.
He was just about to attempt making his body get up and leave despite the protests of his youki which wanted to stay with his mate, when he heard his brother say, “Inuyasha, you are acting like a child.”
“And you’re acting like a bastard,” Inuyasha shot back, finally giving in and turning to face Sesshoumaru. He could see the annoyance beginning to bleed into the youkai’s eyes, but, for some reason, Sesshoumaru seemed to be holding it back. Inuyasha tried to ignore the desire to submit and quell the annoyance, but he refused to give in to it, although it was much harder now that he was looking at his brother’s face.
“Inuyasha, you are still hungry, eat. I will not have my mate starve while in my care.” If it had been said in a caring way, he might have given in. His demon blood had been demanding he submit since he had woken up this morning after all. But, it was said in that uncaring, put-upon voice that his brother had perfected so well, as if he was an idiot for making him say it in the first place.
As such, he refused to submit and, ignoring Jaken’s stuttering, pushed himself away from the table. “I never asked to be in your care, bastard. I can take care of myself.” With that, he turned to leave through the entrance they had come in, not ready to admit that he actually was still a little hungry. His human side refused to give his brother that victory.
He had not gotten two steps when he felt another vice grip on his arm. Only this time, he did not take it peacefully, he tried to tug his arm out of the grasp only to have it tighten. As the grip was gaining power, he could almost feel his bones beginning to creak. Too much more of this and they would snap like twigs.
He then felt a muscular chest against his back and his mate’s voice in his ear. “Where do you think you’re going, little brother. We are not finished here yet.”
This only served to anger him more. Sesshoumaru was obviously playing some kind of sick game with him. His elder brother was toying with the desires of his demon side and he didn’t like it. Not wanting to know what would happen if he were to give into the wants of his demon blood and just submit, he had no desire to stick around and find out what the conclusion of this would be.
His human blood was insisting he had to get out of here now and he was in complete agreement. His demon blood and its responses were starting to scare him more than normal. So, in a move that was faster than the human eye could follow, he wrenched himself around, freeing his arm, at the expense of pulling his shoulder and slapped his brother full on across the face, not bothering to watch his claws.
Having freed himself from the grip, he leaped to the other side of the room, watching his brother warily. If he had to describe the look in his brother’s eyes, he would have called it shocked. It looked as if Sesshoumaru had not expected him to be able to break through the ludicrous desires of his demon blood. He watched the four clean cuts from his claws run down his brother’s face and the look turn to one he was much more familiar with. Rage.
He could hear the growl growing louder in his brother’s voice as he walked closer, while Inuyasha found himself once again unable to move. “I will not stand for this disobedience. I am the alpha mate, you will submit to my commands.”
With his last words, his brother was on top of him and shoving him back against a wall. He could feel the rage pouring off Sesshoumaru and was fighting an even more intense internal battle. His demon side was becoming desperate in its need to submit, but his human side was hearing none of it. His human side wanted him to fight and leave.
Inuyasha felt like he was being torn apart from the inside. He had no idea why his demon side wanted to stay here so badly but he could not force it to give up control of his motions for his human side to take over. With a scream that filled the palace, he mercifully went unconscious, not able to deal with the mental torment anymore.
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Sorry about how long this took, my muse went on vacation and then I burned my hand. Ouch.
And so they’re at it again. If Inuyasha’s human side would only submit, they wouldn’t have so many problems. But then, where would my story be without problems?
Thanks for reading and/or reviewing. I appreciate both.
By: mshutts
WARNING: incest
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any other characters here-in
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Chapter 36: Breakfast at the Palace
Inuyasha watched his brother get dressed with a certain amount of wariness. What was going through his head? He already was home? That was the single most ridiculous thing he had ever heard come out of his brother’s mouth.
Just because they were now mates, did not mean that he had live with the bastard now. He wasn’t even sure if he was going to let him be around any possible pups that may have come from the mating. Sesshoumaru was being rather presumptuous if he thought that Inuyasha was going to stick around just because they were now mates.
However, that did not stop him from following his new mate back to the palace. He wanted to know just what his elder brother had on his mind before he left. And make no mistake, he was leaving. He had what he wanted out of this and felt that he and his brother had already spent quite enough time with the brotherly bonding, his desire to be accepted by his only remaining family not withstanding. Besides, his brother had already made it quite clear that he was not now, nor ever would be acceptable. Why continue the charade?
Inuyasha refused to allow his youki to give voice to the contentment that it felt in his mate’s presence. It wanted him to stay here with his new mate for the rest of his life, never leaving his side, but that was impossible. Instead of allowing his youki to get a foothold with its unattainable desires, he did not allow the thought of just staying to even cross his mind no matter how good it sounded.
Instead, he just followed his elder brother to see what it was that he wanted. Then he would leave. There would be no reason to stay after that anyway.
As they walked into the palace, they passed servants who immediately bowed to Sesshoumaru, but they made Inuyasha a little nervous. There certainly were a lot of them, most of which were youkai in nature, although he did catch the odd human thrown in. He figured they were most likely there to take care of the girl he had met yesterday.
It was the first time he had seen any demon other than Jaken in a servant’s role without appearing to be under a spell of some sort and Jaken hardly counted given how lowly of a being he was. But these servants, they did not look to be of the lowly sort like Jaken and he began to wonder just what Sesshoumaru had on them that they became cowed into this lifestyle.
All thoughts of the servants and how his brother came into possession of them left his mind when Sesshoumaru slid open a panel on the wall that the servants had been entering and exiting. The scent that reached his nose was of food, quite tasty food too and he was suddenly reminded of the fact that he had not gotten to eat since two days ago.
Barely able to restrain himself, he walked over to the table, picking up the first thing that looked edible and sniffing it, just to make sure it was. After that test, he shoved it into his mouth and picked up another item, repeating the process. He ignored the looks that he could feel his elder brother giving him and when Jaken came up to him whining about something or other, he promptly stepped on the imp, effectively shutting him up.
It was only when he heard the giggle coming from Rin at the act that he stopped for an instant, looking up at the girl curiously. “Oi, kid, what’s funny?”
“Lord Inuyasha is,” she answered with a grin.
Now that he had some food in his stomach, he was feeling a little more amenable to talking and sat at the table, continuing to gather food while he asked, “And why is that?”
“Lord Inuyasha eats the way I used to. I have never seen anyone other than me eat that way before,” she explained with her child-like innocence.
But, despite the delivery, Inuyasha was floored. He knew what that meant. Despite outward appearances, Inuyasha was actually quite aware of how his eating habits looked to others. It was something he had picked up while living by himself and he had not wanted to be bothered with changing his eating style to suit Kagome’s more delicate sensibilities. Besides, after all the years he spent with his youki pitched firmly in survival mode when it came to eating, he was unsure if it was even possible for him to change the way he ate at this point.
But, that aside, he realized that this little girl who sat across from him had to have been starving at one point in her rather short life. He wondered how long she had lived that way for. For her to still remember it clearly enough to make the comparison, it must have been quite some time or quite recently.
Looking at her more closely, he tried to determine if she was eating enough under his brother’s care. She appeared to be alright and a cursory sniff of her across the table did not turn up anything amiss either, although, admittedly, the scent of the food was getting in the way. Running out of other options, he asked, trying to sound like he could care less, “You hungry, kid?”
Watching her carefully for her response, he saw no hesitation when she once again giggled and replied, “Of course I am, I haven’t had breakfast yet.”
“Why don’t you eat?”
“Lord Sesshoumaru has to sit and begin first, Lord Inuyasha,” she said in a tone that made Inuyasha feel a little foolish. He really should have remembered that. He had lived in a palace for the first handful of years of his life. He had been taught a certain amount of the etiquette needed and just because he never made use of this knowledge now, did not forgive not remembering it at all.
He should have known that with as anal as his brother was, he would have taught this human girl all about the etiquette for eating at a lord’s table. Not that he was planning on following any of it, but still, he couldn’t really expect the girl who lived in his care to not follow it either.
To cover up his slight embarrassment, he instead sarcastically asked, “And how long is it going to take Lord Sesshoumaru to get his ass over here and begin?” knowing full well his elder brother was standing right behind him.
Apparently his older brother had finally had enough, he had been wondering how much longer he was going to wait, for he now felt a single hand lifting him from his place at the table from behind. He heard a cold, “You would do well to listen to the girl’s lessons, little brother.”
“Keh. Like I’m gonna wait for your sorry ass to eat.”
“I do not have to feed you, Inuyasha.”
It was really starting to piss him off that he couldn’t see his brother’s face at the moment. With the hand around his neck, he was at a significant disadvantage. If he struggled, it made him look like an idiot because he knew that his brother was holding too tightly for him to get free. If he didn’t struggle though, it made him look submissive. At the same time, he wasn’t sure just how much talking back his brother was going to stand for before he decided it would be easier just to snap his neck than listen to him because he couldn’t see his face.
Releasing a growl, he grabbed the hand around his neck and demanded, “Let me go, you bastard. I never asked you to feed me. If you recall, I wanted to leave.”
Instead of releasing him immediately, his brother moved him around the table saying, “You are an ungrateful whelp and your seat is here,” dropping him on the right-hand side, next to the head of the table.
Not having expected the sudden drop, he found himself once again sprawled on the ground. Only this time, there was a little human girl laughing at him again. Shaking his head in momentary defeat, he tried to regain as much dignity as possible and sat upright at the table once again, now in his new position.
Noticing that Sesshoumaru had taken up his seat to the immediate left of him, at the head of the table, he abruptly realized just where he was sitting. He was sitting in the spot reserved for the lady of the house. Incensed, he turned back to his brother, who was now eating and yelled, “I am not the WIFE!”
“Wife?” his brother asked with a raised eyebrow.
Inuyasha mentally slapped himself. Here he was in a demon household, using human terms. He had obviously been hanging around humans entirely too long. Changing his terminology, he continued yelling, “Bitch, Lady, whatever! I am NOT it!”
He could almost see the smirk that wanted to break free on Sesshoumaru’s face. His brother was making fun of him! He did not have to put up with this. Renewed in his dislike of his brother, he stood and made to leave again when he heard, “Sit back down and finish eating, Inuyasha,” in the authoritative tone that his new mate used so well.
Feeling compelled to listen and obey, he cursed his demon blood and sat back down but did not continue eating. He decided the best way to deal with this was a silent protest.
“Are you no longer hungry, little brother?”
Inuyasha ignored him, looking straight ahead. He may not have control over whether or not he followed direct orders from the one who his demon blood saw as the alpha mate, but he didn’t have to talk to him. He still had his human blood in him and it was highly ticked off that his brother was acting like such an ass. It was then he felt a small hand on his arm.
Turning to look at the big-eyed child sitting next to him, he heard her ask, “Don’t you want to eat more, Lord Inuyasha? It’s really good and you looked really hungry before.”
“I’ve lost my appetite.”
He watched the little head bob up and down with a look of understanding on her face. “Oh, that happens to me, too, sometimes.”
“Why do you lose your appetite, kid?” Not that he really cared. He had a sneaking suspicion that it had to do with being forced to eat around an imp all the time, but it was a good way to ignore his brother. It was also a good way to drive home the point that he was only ignoring Sesshoumaru.
He watched her open her mouth to answer then glance at something behind him before, once again, closing her mouth. He wondered just what look her brother had given her to elicit that response, but when she went right back to eating again, he turned once more to look straight across the table, ignoring his brother.
He tried to keep a blank face while his demon and human blood battled it out in his head. His demon blood was insisting he act like a good mate and go back to eating and acknowledging his mate. However, his human blood just wanted him to get out of there immediately. He was no longer famished, there was no reason for him to stick around.
He was just about to attempt making his body get up and leave despite the protests of his youki which wanted to stay with his mate, when he heard his brother say, “Inuyasha, you are acting like a child.”
“And you’re acting like a bastard,” Inuyasha shot back, finally giving in and turning to face Sesshoumaru. He could see the annoyance beginning to bleed into the youkai’s eyes, but, for some reason, Sesshoumaru seemed to be holding it back. Inuyasha tried to ignore the desire to submit and quell the annoyance, but he refused to give in to it, although it was much harder now that he was looking at his brother’s face.
“Inuyasha, you are still hungry, eat. I will not have my mate starve while in my care.” If it had been said in a caring way, he might have given in. His demon blood had been demanding he submit since he had woken up this morning after all. But, it was said in that uncaring, put-upon voice that his brother had perfected so well, as if he was an idiot for making him say it in the first place.
As such, he refused to submit and, ignoring Jaken’s stuttering, pushed himself away from the table. “I never asked to be in your care, bastard. I can take care of myself.” With that, he turned to leave through the entrance they had come in, not ready to admit that he actually was still a little hungry. His human side refused to give his brother that victory.
He had not gotten two steps when he felt another vice grip on his arm. Only this time, he did not take it peacefully, he tried to tug his arm out of the grasp only to have it tighten. As the grip was gaining power, he could almost feel his bones beginning to creak. Too much more of this and they would snap like twigs.
He then felt a muscular chest against his back and his mate’s voice in his ear. “Where do you think you’re going, little brother. We are not finished here yet.”
This only served to anger him more. Sesshoumaru was obviously playing some kind of sick game with him. His elder brother was toying with the desires of his demon side and he didn’t like it. Not wanting to know what would happen if he were to give into the wants of his demon blood and just submit, he had no desire to stick around and find out what the conclusion of this would be.
His human blood was insisting he had to get out of here now and he was in complete agreement. His demon blood and its responses were starting to scare him more than normal. So, in a move that was faster than the human eye could follow, he wrenched himself around, freeing his arm, at the expense of pulling his shoulder and slapped his brother full on across the face, not bothering to watch his claws.
Having freed himself from the grip, he leaped to the other side of the room, watching his brother warily. If he had to describe the look in his brother’s eyes, he would have called it shocked. It looked as if Sesshoumaru had not expected him to be able to break through the ludicrous desires of his demon blood. He watched the four clean cuts from his claws run down his brother’s face and the look turn to one he was much more familiar with. Rage.
He could hear the growl growing louder in his brother’s voice as he walked closer, while Inuyasha found himself once again unable to move. “I will not stand for this disobedience. I am the alpha mate, you will submit to my commands.”
With his last words, his brother was on top of him and shoving him back against a wall. He could feel the rage pouring off Sesshoumaru and was fighting an even more intense internal battle. His demon side was becoming desperate in its need to submit, but his human side was hearing none of it. His human side wanted him to fight and leave.
Inuyasha felt like he was being torn apart from the inside. He had no idea why his demon side wanted to stay here so badly but he could not force it to give up control of his motions for his human side to take over. With a scream that filled the palace, he mercifully went unconscious, not able to deal with the mental torment anymore.
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Sorry about how long this took, my muse went on vacation and then I burned my hand. Ouch.
And so they’re at it again. If Inuyasha’s human side would only submit, they wouldn’t have so many problems. But then, where would my story be without problems?
Thanks for reading and/or reviewing. I appreciate both.