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In A Blue Moon - MPREG version	By : NihilEtNemo Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 31079 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: I’m posting this chapter alone, because there is no corresponding normal version chapter. ^_^ This was originally intended to be combined with the next chapter… but this is so much more angsty XD.

Chapter Ten

Lone Moon

At first, I was uncertain that I would even live, despite Inuyasha’s timely rescue. I thought he was too late… but he seemed to be actually worried about me, and he took care of me and made sure that I survived the aftermath of Naraku’s imprisonment. I have since only been very far from him once, when I returned to my own home to check on Jaken and Rin. The girl was bored and lonely; she wished to come with me, which I denied. I have since made a decision regarding her fate; I am no longer any sort of suitable guardian – she will return to her own kind.

I am now returning to take her back to them. I will take her back to Inuyasha’s village; the priestess there will care for her, if no one else will. I suspect, however, that the girl Inuyasha travels with will make people feel guilty enough – or possibly only berate them enough – that someone will want to take Rin. I suppose she is likeable enough on her own that she will have no problem.

It also happens that Inuyasha and his group are traveling in the same general direction, toward my lands, so that I need not be far from him. The simple truth is, I must be near him, because I have lost so much of my strength, I am unable to protect myself against much that would normally have been nothing to me. The only way I will ever regain any of my strength would be for Inuyasha to give me the last bite, infusing me with some of his own strength. I would be nearly as strong as him… which, while still very close to pathetic by my old standards, would now be a blessing.

Only when I sense that I am back within my own territory do I dare turn away from his path and pursue my own. Perhaps I can make it to my castle without incident…

Or perhaps not. I sense several demons of medium strength on my land. They have apparently been encroaching since they began sensing that I am unable to turn them away or kill them. If I do not take care, they will decide that thy can defeat me in battle and overthrow me… It is a pity. The Western Lands have been one of the safer and more civilized lands known since before my father’s time, and I had been doing my part to continue that legacy… It is too bad that it will end by being divided between these warring mongrels because of Inuyasha and myself.

With care, however, I can avoid them and return home without being innocuously killed mere miles from safety.

Ah… again, perhaps not. I can see none of them, but at least one has noticed me and has decided that I am within his territory, or perhaps he sees me as easy prey. He is coming toward me at a phenomenal rate… nearly as fast as I can move. This surprises me. He is not particularly strong, and yet he has such speed? And what a smell… it reminds me slightly of Naraku, at least in the facet of rancid human meat, though I suspect that is because of something or someone this demon ate, and not because he is a rotten hanyou.

Filthy wolf… Wolf demons are nothing but animals in the shapes of thinking beings. And he is coming this way… I refuse to run from him, however, and continue on my way.

A small tornado of leaves and plant material comes through the trees. It is he, then, that has been leaving trails of destruction through my forest; I have been annoyed by them for some time now. It would be useless to feign ignorance of him, so I stay my pace and wait for him.

He skids to a stop with a flurry of leaves, and sniffs the air once before I can speak.

“You smell like Kagome.”

“Leave my lands.”

He seems disinclined to comply with my wishes; in fact, he does not appear to listen to what I say at all.

“Why do you smell like her?” he demands. Demands! Of me! Incredible. I judge him to be approximately as intelligent as a generic rock.

“That is no concern of yours. Leave my lands at once.” I do my best to seem as though I yet have the power to make him.

“They don’t look like your lands. I don’t smell you very strong on them at all. I smell all sorts of other demons, though.” He leans forward and sniffs me; I turn my head away, disgusted by his smell. “I smell something on you, too…” he says. “That mutt. Looks like dogs mate for life too. Doesn’t that make your lands his?”

“I do not belong to Inuyasha,” I tell him as evenly as I am able. It is not quite a lie, either. I do not, quite, belong to Inuyasha.

“Why do you smell so much like Naraku?” he once more demands. It appears he also has some grievance against Naraku he wishes to redress – unfortunately, he appears to think he can redress it with me.

“Again, that is none of your concern.”

He swiftly surprises me, grabbing me and slamming me against a tree. He does not seem to be this powerful; there must be something about him that I am missing. He looks at me with fierce blue eyes – it is not often you find blue eyes on a demon. If he were someone entirely different, the eyes might make him the slightest bit desirable. If he were anyone else, that is.

I grab his wrist with my claws. He appears not to be threatened at all – perhaps, unfortunately, he is more intelligent than he appears.

“You smell a lot like him – you’re carrying his kid. You’re Naraku’s bitch – tell me why I shouldn’t kill you right now.”

I growl quietly at him before I regain control of myself. “I am not Naraku’s bitch, wolf. My children are none of your concern as well.” I pierce his skin with my claws and poison him; he lets go as though burned. “You are in my territory; leave it, now.”

He backs up a step; I smell his uncertainty. He may not know who I am – again, as dumb as a stone – but he does realize that I am master here. He knows that I must be able to control it, if I am master of it. He does not, apparently, realize that I no longer can control it.

“Why do you smell like them – that mutt, Naraku, Kagome? Especially Kagome. You better keep your hands off her, dog, or-“

“I have no interest in that human,” I tell him without interest, though his implications that I am attempting to steal something which he does not even own are beginning to irritate me. “I smell of her because she is always around Inuyasha. Your nonexistent claim is safe.”

He growls and raises a hand, but drops it. As I thought; he is at least more honorable than Naraku. It is an unspoken law, of course, but still a law, that you do not strike a demon who is with child, both for the sake of the child and for one’s own sake; striking a pregnant demon will almost always draw down the wrath of a much stronger mate. Not so, in my case. However, he does not know that. It appears that much of his perception is tied to his sense of smell, and mating is not so much a smell as a sense of the other demon’s power, and the signature of that other demon, clinging to the mate. As I am not even wholly mated to him, it is not possible to sense Inuyasha’s power on me, and only his smell is around me – but, obviously, Naraku’s still clings to me though I have tried every method I know how to rid myself of it, and I still carry traces of others I have been around, like that human girl.

“You better watch your mouth, bitch,” he growls. “Or I don’t care if you are pregnant – I will teach you how you should treat a pack leader like me.”

I suddenly want nothing more than to go home and lie down, away from the world, where no one can see me or talk to me. Why is he persecuting me like this? I only want him to leave me alone so that I can go home…

I shove him away from me and resume my journey homeward. I have less than no interest in continuing my discussion with him. When he runs at me again, I just make what youki I have left surge, pushing him away, and making my intent perfectly clear. He does not bother me again.

Rin runs out to greet me as I approach. “Sessho-maru-sama!” I smile very slightly to hear her happy cry, but it is a little sorrowful as well. She must leave. I will be… sad, to have her go…I have come to care for her much more than I though I ever would. However, my first duty is to keep her safe, and I can no longer do so. Only her own kind can care for her now.

“Hello, Rin.”

She stops, perhaps sensing something different about me. “Is everything all right, Sessho-maru-sama?” she asks.

“We must leave here, Rin. Do you have anything you wish to take with you?”

She tilts her head a little. “Where are we going, Sessho-maru-sama?”

“You must go to stay with the humans.” Jaken has run up behind her just in time to hear this, and begins to gloat. “Jaken will stay with you to make sure they treat you properly.”

“Whhha! M’lord – surely you don’t-“

“Quiet, Jaken.” At least he still respects me and does as he is told. “I must go, and I can protect neither of you.”

Rin looks only sad, but unlike Jaken does not try to convince me to change my mind. “How long will you be away, Sessho-maru-sama?”

“Quite probably a very long time.” Quite possibly… the rest of her short human life. I cannot tell her so, however.

“No, Sessho-maru-sama, I have nothing to take.”

I nod. “Come along, then.” I hear her unhappy steps follow me, where she would normally be running along or talking or singing incessantly… she is only quiet and meek. It saddens me to see her so… I do not wish Rin to be unhappy. However, there is nothing I can say that is both true and will cheer her up, so I say nothing. We are left to listen to only Jaken’s interminable grumbling.

Rin’s mood worsens as the day progresses. I am sorry to be the cause of such sadness in an otherwise happy child, and the emotions evoke an answering feeling of guilt in me. It makes me guilty to realize I am relieved as we near the village around evening as well. I should not wish to be rid of Rin… but I would feel better, knowing that she is safe, even if she is unhappy. Though I would feel better knowing she was both safe and happy.

The villagers at least recognize me, and flee indoors at the sight of me. It is a gratifying reaction, especially given the reactions of other youkai to me recently. I pay them no heed, no more than I have to Jaken these many hours, and go immediately to the temple, in hopes of finding the old miko.

She is there, and looks at us as we approach. She sets her broom aside and faces me. “Aye, lord Sessho-maru – what is it that brings ye here to an old woman?”

I incline my head very, very slightly. I am her elder by close to four hundred and fifty years, but taken in proportion with my life span and hers, she is by far my elder. Rin comes to stand beside me. “You must find someone here who will care for Rin,” I say to her. The girl sniffles a little; she still does not want to go.

The miko inspects me for a moment, then nods. “Aye, I’ll do it. The girl can stay with me until a family wants to take her in.”

“Jaken is to stay with her.”

“Lord Sessho-maru!” Obviously, he was hoping I would change my mind.

“Aye, he can stay as well.”

I nod my head in thanks and turn away. However… I cannot leave yet. Rin is only standing there, sniffling, not even fully crying. I cannot leave her like this.

I kneel in front of her instead, and she throws her arms around me. “Sessho-maru-sama! Why do you have to go?”

I hesitantly placed my hand against her back. “I am weak, Rin. You would not be safe with me.”

“Rin doesn’t care! Rin only wants to stay with Sessho-maru-sama!”

“I must go.” I gently pull her from me and inspect her for a second. “I will visit you when my children have been born so that you can see them.”

She smiled a little through her tears. “Thank you, Sessho-maru-sama. They will be very pretty.”

I smile a little myself as I stand. One will be, at least. The other will be a monster, but she need not concern herself with that. “Behave yourself, Rin.” I glance at my servant as well. “And you, Jaken. Keep her safe.”

“Aye, M’lord…” He is displeased, but he will do it. He can do more good with her than with me. I nod once more to the miko, who puts a hand on Rin’s shoulder, and leave them.
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