InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Tale of Sesshoumaru ❯ Learn to Follow ( Chapter 27 )

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The two jumped at the same time and as luck would have it, they landed at the same time too, this time Sesshoumaru was the one to crack his head on the wall. Blood dripped down from a tiny cut and Akanesuji couldn't help but lick it off lovingly. Pulling her down a little lower, Sesshoumaru planted a deep and steamy kiss on her, tasting his own blood on her tongue. Oh yes, having her on his adventures could be a big, big improvement.

 

The excitement of adventure, coupled with her tight, hard body could just make his life worth living.

 

Akanesuji rose and climbed up the wall. Now was not the time for frisky sex. She couldn't imagine explaining that one to Kagome and Inuyasha should they come back. “Come on love. We gotta get out of here.”

 

She hoisted her chest over the well wall, her legs still dangling down and discovered yet another person waiting to talk to her. “Oh fuck. Not again.”

 

“What was that?” Sesshoumaru asked from below.

 

She couldn't answer because Sesshou of the future was invading her mouth with his tongue and pinching her nipples harshly. She kept Sesshoumaru of her time below her with her feet.

 

“Let me up there now!” he yelled, pushing her kicking feet off of his head and trying to climb around her. Looking up, all he could see was her crotch and her ass, and even though it was a very amusing show, he wanted to know what was making her thrash so.

 

Sesshou quit the kissing assault and yelled down to himself. “I'm sorry Sesshoumaru, but you cant come up here right now. Two things cannot occupy the same space and time without major consequences.”

 

“Sesshoumaru?” Sesshoumaru questioned, realizing he was talking to himself.

 

Sesshou kissed Akanesuji again, nearly pushing her back into the well with his fierce and fiery passion. She tried to scream for help, but as was often the case, her body betrayed her when it came to him. With cruelty he twisted her breast, making waves of pain and ecstasy run through her as he melted into his kisses.

 

“Sesshoumaru?” the first inuyoukai asked demandingly. “You're kissing my wife aren't you?!”

 

“Our wife,” the second one called out to the first. “God how I love this woman!”

 

The first didn't find such open declarations very amusing. Akanesuji on the other hand was delighted. “You really do love me!”

 

“Well of course I love you,” the second one declared. “I always have.” He grabbed her around the face with two hands and looked her lovingly in the eyes. “I have waited years for this moment, to touch you, to kiss you...to tell you everything.”

 

“I don't understand.” Akanesuji said, remembering what Akane had said to her. “Wait a minute...you have two hands.”

 

Sesshoumaru the first started climbing up the farther wall in order to get out. It's wasn't that easy with only one arm.

 

“Can you push him back down for me?” Sesshoumaru the second asked Akanesuji, who turned and pushed Sesshoumaru the first back down into the well with a well placed foot. “Thanks love.”

 

“You're welcome.”

 

“Anyway. I don't have much time. I just wanted to ask you to forgive me in advance for all those years I was such an ass to you and Manatsu.”

 

“You know I have talked to Akane.”

 

“Yeah. I saw.” Sesshou pulled her face in close once more and spoke in such a low whisper that only they two could hear it. “I've hurt you pretty bad over the years. I've cheated on you. I've sent you away. I've even tried to kill you a couple of times. But you have got to understand me sweetheart, I still love you. I'd give anything to change how things have gone between us.”

 

“Why don't you go tell Akane?”

 

“Because,” the inu said, “you finally gave up hope for me. I woke up that day.” Tears formed in his golden eyes. “I found myself Akane, only to loose you.”

 

“I'm so sorry,” Akane whispered back, placing her hand to his cheek and kissing him tenderly. “What can I do?”

 

“Just love me forever.”

 

Tears welled up in Akanesuji's eyes. Her Sesshoumaru was whole. No longer a man afraid of emotion, he was everything he could ever be. Suddenly the wall she dangled from was torn out from underneath her as Sesshoumaru grabbed her foot and yanked her backwards into the well. Purple lights filled her eyes and she knew she was being dragged away from the man she loved and admired so deeply.

 

Akanesuji opened her eyes to find Sesshoumaru sitting underneath her, a pissed off look on his face. She wiped the tears from her eyes and sniffed her nose loudly. Bitterly he removed the shard from his leg and threw it at her. With a strong leap he exited the well in one high jump.

 

Akanesuji grabbed the shard and jumped out of the well, running after him. “Why did you do that for?” she yelled as he turned his back on her once again.

 

Sesshoumaru would not answer. He was hurt and confused, but mostly mad. The future did not look like an improvement to him. He had turned into a love struck fool and what was worse was that she puddled into him. She liked the future him more than the current him. That Sesshoumaru was weak and she loved it. How disgusting. This Sesshoumaru would not turn into that one. On this he swore.

 

And even more bothering was that the small, brief glimpse he gotten of himself disturbed him on too many levels. His hair was cut short, his ears mutilated to look like a humans. His beautiful inuyoukai stripes were gone to expose blank white cheeks. He was wearing a pale blue shirt with buttons that ran down the front, a color he would never, ever consider wearing now. Tight pants wrapped his legs. They had no style at all. No pride. No regal bearing. Where was his lovely mantle and where were his swords? Sesshou of the future looked like a commoner.

 

He started walking into the forest, a slow deliberate gait. He had a lot of thinking to do. And when this Sesshoumaru had a lot of thinking to do, he always made it a point to do a lot of walking. Walking and thinking went hand in hand. Akanesuji just stood behind him at the well speechless, waiting for some sort of answer that he would not give.

 

“If you don't want to be left behind, then I suggest you learn to follow,” he said to her coolly.

 

She huffed indignantly and started walking fifteen paces or so behind him. Sesshoumaru was secretly glad she was being unquestioningly obedient this time and not getting up into his face. He turned to the west and took the road that would eventually lead to the sea. Their last couple of days without Rin were as good as an excuse as any to go see it. He could stand on the cliffs to watch the tides and ponder the universe.

 

Akanesuji spent her time walking thinking deeply too. She thought about how Akane had not wanted Sesshoumaru to come into the future, probably so he would not overhear what Sesshou of the future would say, which meant that Akane of the future did indeed see Akanesuji of the past and this whole strange incident was some kind of set up for the future. Would Sesshoumaru have benefited by not seeing his future self? Of course he would have. Sesshoumaru did not like public displays of affection and seeing his future self so open and free would only make him more moody and withdrawn. Akane knew that and now she did too. Did Sesshou tell her about his future misbehavior as a way to get away with it in the future, knowing that she would be more forgiving now or was it an honest attempt to patch things up for himself and Akane in the future? Surely Sesshou of the future was just as cunning and clever as he was now, and it could all be some stupid ploy to get things he wanted. Like more sex.

 

Akane of the future would know Sesshou said these things to her, and so she would warn herself of his deceits. Damn this shit was confusing. The possibilities were endless.

 

Maybe them showing up was a way to keep them at the well and not get out of the well house.

 

Maybe there was some other big ass secret they did not want their past selves to know.

 

Maybe it was just as it appeared on the surface. Sesshou loved Akane and Akane gave up on him.

 

Akanesuji bit her bottom lip. She could not worry herself with all of this. She had a baby on the way, a kingdom to fight for, a moody husband to love, a little girl to help raise and a plan for world domination that had to be carefully executed over the next several hundred years.

 

Sesshoumaru's ass swayed in a hypnotic fashion before her eyes and it was a magnificent distraction. She stopped thinking about all of the things she had to do, wanted to do, needed to do and focused on his firm set of muscles flexing underneath his flowing hakama.

 

Following him obediently had it's usefulness.