Quick note- Oh dear god, I am soooo sorry this has taken me so long to write and update. I had exams, and then all of the medications that keep my brain from lapsing into insanity decided to stop working. So…I floated around in my own little world for a while…and that world I don’t much care for. It is filled with nothing by fear, panic, and darkness. Hooray for better living through modern chemistry! So yes.. I would have liked to update much sooner, but I was really having some issues.
This chapter is InuT and RyuuK centric. The next two will be Sess and Inu centric. So nobody get mad when I switch character focuses, lol, ok? I really do love you guys. Sometimes the reactions I get to certain events just make me laugh.
Synopsis- RyuuK and InuT are reunited. Oh dear God! And Inuyasha discovers a strange paradox.
Beta- The magnificent Demtria Miriam, whom Inutaisho has a garden fetish for. (I have caught him reading your fiction and doing bizarre things with vegetables…sigh and shakes head.)
Disclaimer- I do not own Inuyasha in any way, and if I did…well, it wouldn’t have a very low rating now would it? It would probably have to be put on Cinemax night time or something rather than just Adult Swim. Jeez.
“Ryuu!!!!!” Inutaisho’s voice was harsh on the edges from overuse.
He had been running for five hours straight through pitch black forest and the energy that had spurred him on the chase in the first place had now slowed to a quiet burn. The tiredness that seeped into his bones brought out the second youkai lord that lived within him, the hardened hunter who had claimed his empire by the strength of his bare hands alone.
The lord was tough even if the durability was hidden beneath his carefully pampered claws and his latest fashions in silk. He could go two weeks without sleep and two months without food. His only question was why. The lap of luxury had never hurt anyone. And besides, if he could kick ass and take names, why not look sexy doing it?
That was one characteristic he was glad that he gave to Sesshomaru. What a pity it would be for his successor to be known as “the warlord who can’t match his clothing for shit”. Inutaisho wondered what his underlings said about him behind his back. Every so often he would hear snatches of whispers about Inutaisho, the flaming something. But he could never find anyone with the guts to tell him what sort of a flaming thing he was. They usually just blushed and bowed, mumbling things about his supreme power. Pity.
Inutaisho paused, leaning against a tree to catch his breath for just a moment. It was no wonder Ryuu was able to run so fast; he had spent 200 years resting. In fact, that frozen sleep was one of the most powerful healing spells one could perform on a demon, if the sealer was the mate of the sealed. Here it was the wee hours of the morning, and Inutaisho hadn’t really slept well since his bed had lain empty since two centuries before.
The truth of it was, Inutaisho wasn’t trying that hard to catch him. After all, where was the dragon even going to go? Ryuukotsusei was relatively sullen and secretive anyway, so out in the middle of the woods was probably the most logical choice. The dragon didn’t really have any friends that didn’t care for the dog lord, and he was probably too spitting mad; most people wouldn’t touch an angry dragon with a ten thousand foot pole. Obviously, Inutaisho wasn’t most people.
The two lords had very distinct styles of arguing. Inutaisho was distinctly manipulative. The trick was in pinning the blame on everyone else, so that those arguing against him could never completely trace a problem back to its source. Of course, this never absolved him of complete blame, the issues usually went around in circles until the aggressor either gave up or forgave him.
Ryuukotsusei, however, waged psychological warfare in a completely different manner. Like an axe, his words cleaved through any emotional barriers, to lodge painfully eloquent barbs into the heart. Afterwards, the dragon would stomp away and find a quiet place and sulk. Usually, his disapproval was 30% insults and 70% sulking.
Inutaisho reflected upon his lover’s tiffs in the past. Both lords needed the attention of the other, like stubborn human two-year-olds. At some point in time, Ryuukotsusei would sit down, rest against some rock and wait until his mate found him sulking. The dragon liked to be fawned over, though he pretended that this was not the case. After all, if he didn’t appreciate fawning, he wouldn’t have been with Inutaisho in the first place, now would he?
Inutaisho dipped his hands into a nearby spring, splashing his face with the cold water and licking the beads of moisture from his palms. There, that was better. Chasing dragons had always made him thirsty. It was just... had never chased a dragon who was quite this angry before.
The inu youkai noticed the stationary feeling that was now in his heart. He smiled. Did he know his lover or what? Ryuukotsusei had noticed that his mate had stopped chasing him and was now stopped somewhere. It looked like somebody wanted to get caught alright.
Let the games begin, Inutaisho thought.
The Lord of the West paused for a second, closing his eyes and concentrating on his mark bond. The dragon was a little east of here, or was it west? Definitely east. No, no west. He was sure of it, well kind of. Fuck it all. He charged northward. Nothing else mattered besides finding his mate.
He bayed at the moon his return of the dragon’s challenge, wondering whether Ryuukotsusei would decide to stay put or continue running at the call of his voice. The initial shock of Sesshomaru’s release of his sire had worn off of Inutaisho, but now that he looked backwards, he did see how the threads of the temporal tapestry wove together in perfect waves. Ryuu, on the other hand, was bludgeoned with two hundred years of history…and history without him in it. And dragon skin was only so thick. Inutaisho ignored the surge of guilt that rose bitterly to his tongue at those thoughts.
Then he felt it; there was no movement from his mate.
So he does want me to find him. The dog demon finally reached a clearing between a mass of maples; it was the remains of where a human cottage had been centuries previous. Now only a few stones from the foundation marked its past. Leaning his back against a pile of rubble that once resembled a hearth, Ryuukotsusei sat on the ground, his knees pulled up closely to his chest. The barb on the end of his tail twitched in an aggravated manner.
Here goes.
Inutaisho crept over to his mate and slid down beside him. Ryuukotsusei scooted an inch away from the inu and rested his forehead on his knees so that Inutaisho couldn’t read the expressions on his face.
“You know that I feel your emotions, even when they aren’t expressed outwardly.”
An emerald eye glared in his direction before returning to its sulking place behind the dragon’s knee.
“Come on now. We are mates. We are supposed to share our lives together. We need to work this out.” Inutaisho closed his eyes as he reached over to Ryuukotsusei’s shoulder. He didn’t have a clue what he was doing or saying. He just knew he had to do something. And hopefully it was the right something.
The muscles tensed. Oh shit. Wrong something. “Get your lying, cowardly, unfaithful hands off of me,” came the hiss from between clenched teeth.
It was time for a different approach. The lord licked his lips. Hopefully he would come out of this one alright.
“Hit me,” Inutaisho said. Oh Kami, I just might deserve this one.
The dragon’s tail stopped twitching and the glowering pair of green eyes stared at him with shock.
“I cannot.” Ryuukotsusei balled his hand into a fist and cracked his knuckles, but let it fall back to his side.
“Suit yourself.” Inutaisho sighed with relief, and turned away to stare at the light purple that was beginning to form on the horizon. Just tell me what you-
Ryuukotsusei’s right fist connected firmly with the lord’s cheekbone before he could finish the thought, the left one landing squarely in the empty space below his sternum. Inutaisho crashed dazedly into the dirt.
“I gave you your chance to hit me. What the fuck was that?” he croaked.
Ryuukotsusei now stood above him, looking blithely down his nose at the dog in the dirt. “Do you think I ever saw it coming, love?”
He has a valid point. “Please, let’s put the past behind us. I know it will be hard, but we can do it.”
“Don’t think it is that easy for me.” Ryuu tapped his claws on his gauntlets.
Pulling himself up off the ground, Inutaisho flicked the dragon’s metal breast plate. “Hit me again,” he said.
“Why?” Ryuukotsusei furrowed his brows together.
Fire burned in the golden eyes. “I don’t know. Just do it.”
When the dragon made no moves, Inutaisho stabbed his claws into his mate’s shoulders and ripped four gashes into the skin.
The moonlight flashed off of Ryuukotsusei’s eyeteeth. “Well since you want it so badly.”
He threw an uppercut into the inu youkai’s chin, effectively misaligning his jaw with a sickening pop. The dragon eyed his mate’s sprawling body suspiciously. Why the hell won’t he fight back or defend himself? He turned away. Ryuukotsusei preferred not to look at Inutaisho’s body, which he had knocked so unceremoniously onto the ground. It reminded him too much of a few hits he had landed in a fight that had happened so long ago.
He heard scrabbling in the dirt behind him. Whirling around, he watched Inutaisho wince as he jostled his dislocated jaw back into position. “Do it again!” he roared.
Ryuukotsusei throttled his hands around the dog’s throat, hoping for a response. “Are you mad!? Suicidal? Stupid?”
Inutaisho just hung there, suspended by the dragon’s hold, making no move to claw at the hands that encircled his throat. Ryuukotsusei sighed and released him.
The inu rubbed his throat; flashing the bruises that had been formed by his lover’s hands. “If this is the only way I can get you to touch me again—” he began.
“Don’t be a fool, Inutaisho,” the dragon spat.
Inutaisho gently cupped Ryuukotsusei’s face in his hands. “I will keep doing it until my skull cracks open and my blood flows, not in my body, but only in rivers on the dirt.”
“Don’t be so morbid. It doesn’t suit you.” The ryuu youkai pulled away, but still stared at his mate.
“So you will come back with me?” Inutaisho asked. “Your son would like to have you around, I think. I’ve done a terrible job raising him on my own.”
“Yes, I will come.” He stared at the earth. “For the sake of my son.”
“Good.” Inutaisho began to walk in the direction of the castle. That should help a little bit with things around here.
“I have not forgiven you for what you have done,” the dragon said.
The Lord of the West stopped, and turned to smile at his mate. “I know.”
Finally, as the first glimmers of sunrise began to appear, the two lords headed to their home together. This time when Inutaisho reached for the dragon’s hand, he didn’t pull away.
xXx
Sesshomaru awoke to the blinding sun and the feeling that his fur was going to suffocate him. He stretched out his arms only to be reminded of the blinding ball of plasma he had jumped in front of a few hours earlier. The shoulder had healed relatively well; meaning that his arm had reconnected, and there was skin that covered the full joint. This was one way that demons healed differently than humans and some lesser hanyous. Wounds were healed from the outside in, rather than from the inside out. The weakness was unseen to those unaware of the injury. Sure it looked ok, but it hurt like hell!
He wanted to sleep a little more, but there was just a little too much noise for him. Somebody was snoring like a forester sawing logs…
He forgot he wasn’t sleeping alone. Sesshomaru cursed to himself, but not too offensively. Memories of the past night flooded back to him.
Oh damn it. He heard me say it. How the hell am I going to live that one down?
Sesshomaru knew that saying that one word was the only thing that would have stopped his sire from killing the hanyou, but he had wanted Inuyasha to remain in the dark about it a little bit longer. If the hanyou wasn’t tactful enough to pick up the miniscule clues that Sesshomaru had laid behind in the past, he didn’t really deserve to be told outright so soon.
He glanced at his pelt, which was wound around his sleeping brother. As carefully as he could, Sesshomaru got to his feet and began to lightly tug at the fluffy garment, trying to remove it without disturbing the hanyou. If he could just go to his chambers, to his own bed, he could sleep in peace. And the more sleep he got, the faster his weakened shoulder would heal.
Ha! He almost got it! Only a foot remained in the hanyou’s grasp…
“Hey, asshole. Leave the fluffy thing. Can’t you tell I’m trying to sleep?”
“It’s my fluffy thing, brother. And I don’t know if you remember anything about last night, but if you do, you will understand why I deserve to have my fluffy thing back so that I can go back to my room and sleep.”
“Can’t you do that here?”
“No. Your snoring is so loud it disturbs the sleep of the dead.”
“Fine.” Inuyasha released the end of the mokomoko-sama.
Sesshomaru wrapped the pelt up in his arms and began to journey into the fortress. He saw his father’s two remaining swords leaning up against the wall, and his sire’s armor neatly piled up in another corner of the room. I wonder how things worked out last night for the two of them. At least both are still here.
He stared again at the Tetsuseiga and the Sou’unga. Shit, I have to go find Tenseiga. He hoped that it hadn’t grown legs just to spite him. Hey, at least he could fly.
Luckily the sword was right where he remembered leaving it, right in front of the cliff that had once supported his sire. In the daylight, it was interesting to see the cliff now that Ryuukotsusei was gone from it. A deep gash, about ten feet deep was in the rocks, where the dragon’s spine had been lodged after being slammed into the cliff and then cemented into the rock wall by time.
Sesshomaru unsheathed Tenseiga and held it forward in his weak arm. The sword felt so heavy, but at least it didn’t burn him. Can you heal me?
The sword didn’t even pulse. The blade remained lifeless as ever, much to the demon’s dismay.
It’s my father’s sword anyhow. It’s not supposed to answer to my touch.
But then again, something didn’t add up. In the fight between his sire and his brother, he had seen the five telltale surges of power that were released by the kaze no kizu. By all records, the Tetsuseiga really shouldn’t have released a powerful attack under his brother’s hands.
Sesshomaru eyed himself in the sword’s reflection. I knew it was useless.
Other images from last night entered his head. A lot of that night was gone from his memory. The electricity in his sire’s attack fire had hit his shoulder, which was so close to his brain that some memory loss was inevitable. But, when he had taken Ryuukotsusei’s attack, he vaguely remembered a very protective Inuyasha leaning over his body, threatening the dragon with what he knew was a useless sword to him.
The more Sesshomaru thought about it, the more ironic it really was. Neither son of the Lord of the West could use swords from the fangs of his father to save himself, or anyone else. The only one who benefited from the whole ordeal was Ryuukotsusei, and even that was marginal. Damn Inutaisho! People said that he was the most intelligent ruler that had ever graced the west, but Sesshomaru seriously doubted that Inutaisho ever estimated correctly the power of his far reaching actions.
Which son had inherited his luck was destined to be both charmed and doomed at the same time. Perhaps both sons of the Lord had gotten this same trait.
Shoving the sword back into his obi, he flew back to the castle. If the sword wasn’t going to heal him, he was going to need to rest.
After reaching his home, Sesshomaru put the Tenseiga back with its other two companions and headed up the stairs to his chambers. His shoulder was really starting to ache.
The stairwell wasn’t particularly acoustic, but it was much noisier than it should have been, almost as if there was an echo. He paused; the noise stopped. Annoyed he continued up the steps as fast as he could, still hearing that same shuffling-swishing noise. Sesshomaru whirled around, but nobody was there.
I am tired. Either that or I have finally lost my sanity living in this psychotic castle.
Sesshomaru crawled into his bed, not bothering to change clothing. Within minutes, he was dead to the world. Until such a horrific injury was fully healed, his stamina was going to be sub par.
Finally Inuyasha knew it was safe to crawl out from the shadows of the stairwell. Seeing Sesshomaru asleep on his back, he gingerly slid into the bed behind him, wrapping an arm around the demon’s waist. Inuyasha inspected the injured shoulder, even though he knew that the injury was now internal. In order for his brother to just collapse like that, it had to have been really painful for him.
Sesshomaru shifted in his sleep, which rolled him to face Inuyasha’s chest. Inuyasha ran his hands through his brother’s hair as he studied his face. Sesshomaru looked so different when he was deep in slumber, child-like almost.
This thought amused Inuyasha to no end. He knew that though he was not entirely mortal, he would age faster than a full demon physically, but have a comparable life span. This meant that he would eventually look older than Sesshomaru. They were so close in relative age anyway. Whenever humans saw the two boys, they always guessed that Inuyasha was a boy of 16 and estimated Sesshomaru to be roughly 20, even though a span of a millennium fell between their two births.
The more and more Inuyasha thought, the stranger his relationship with his brother became.
We are brothers, lovers, enemies, friends, and strangers all at the same time.
Inuyasha kissed Sesshomaru on the crescent that decorated his forehead. He knew the gravity behind his brother’s actions the past few days. Nothing his brother did, no matter how small, was devoid of meaning.
All these years, have you really just been trying to tell me what you said last night?
Inuyasha sighed and pulled Sesshomaru in closer to him. He was sure that if the youkai had been awake for his bedroom intrusion, Inuyasha would have sustained some kind of injury. Closing his eyes, Inuyasha prepared to fall back asleep in his brother’s comforting presence.
With Ryuukotsusei now in the household, both of Inutaisho’s sons were going to live a completely different life... As if mating hadn’t been enough of a change.
Regardless of what happens next, no matter how strong you are, no matter how strained we become, I will not leave you here alone.
xXx
Inutaisho peeked into the open room, smiling at the scene before him; his sons were fast asleep, snuggled together on Sesshomaru’s bed. A bed. Oh, that sounded soooooo good.
The Lord of the West could stay awake much, much longer, but if his sons were going to sleep the day away, he might as well do the same. It was nice to have a castle that was full. Even if his mate was only on speaking terms with one and a half members of the household.
At least all of his bruises were gone. Yes, he was still a little stiff from a few of the hits, but in this state he could go easily into the baths and not arouse any strange stares from his serving staff. Well, any stares stranger than normal from his serving staff. Casually, he undressed and sauntered into the room of his private bath.
“I didn’t expect that you would be in here,” spoke a voice from the other side. Inutaisho nearly jumped out of his skin.
“I could say the same for you.” Shit! Did he really just accidentally walk in a room stark naked with his also stark naked mate, the same one who was not on fully friendly terms with him?
“The same for me? Well now,” the dragon purred as he stroked his chin. Ryuukotsusei reclined against the backsplash of the central pool, so that he rested the side of his face against his forearms. Inutaisho swept his eyes over the body that was laid out before him, taking in the graceful, muscular form. He turned his head to inspect the floor. For some reason, a certain area of his body just kept holding his attention much longer than it should.
“I have endured the snows of two hundred winters, the rains of two hundred springs, the winds of two hundred summers, and the decay of two hundred autumns. I know I might not be as dainty as you are, but every couple of centuries, I do feel the need to take a bath.” Ryuukotsusei laughed and threw a scrub brush at Inutaisho, which made a dull thud when it caught the inu youkai in the chest.
“The least I can do is to help remove it all.”
“If you can.”
“I can try.”
“Then I commend you.”
Inutaisho waded into the water so that he was waist deep, and approached the latent dragon, offering a hand to him in invitation. “Please join me.”
The inu youkai filled his free hand with soap and began to suds up his mate’s curly purple hair, massaging it deep into the scalp. The white rivers of soap streaked down from his locks, down his neck and chest, reminding him of the flowing trails of something else that he had missed so much. In fact the pure whiteness surprised him completely. Shouldn’t it be grey with dirt?
“For being outside for that long, your hair isn’t that dirty.” Kami, Inutaisho wished he had that problem.
Ryuukotsusei submerged himself in the water, letting his mate wash away the soap from his mane by combing through it with those oh-so-familiar fingers. The curls were now relaxed into dark tendrils that clung to his shoulders.
“Honestly now. After how many years…do I really have to keep reminding you that I am a dragon?” Ryuukotsusei growled.
Inutaisho frowned. “I know, but I really don’t see how that applies here.”
“We dragons are created from the elements of the earth and heavens themselves. I am descended from a clan founded by sky dragons. You on the other hand…” Ryuukotsusei rolled his eyes.
“What? I am from a long line of inugami. And your point?” Inutaisho placed his hands on his hips.
The dragon winked. “Humans have interesting myths about inu youkai. Supposedly a human can create an inu youkai by starving their pet dog to death, so that its angry spirit may avenge their enemies in the afterlife.”
“That’s stupid,” Inutaisho spat. “Why the hell would any inu youkai want to serve the man who killed him?”
“The dog, after it has avenged the enemies of its human killer, has the right to haunt its former owner, and if its spirit is greater than that of the owner, the inu youkai may possess the body of his killer.” Ryuukotsusei poked his purple clawed index finger into his mate’s shoulder. “From there he grows stronger and stronger every generation.”
Inutaisho raised an eyebrow at his mate, observing the proud rise of the dragon’s chest as he looked superiorly down his nose at the inu youkai. The Lord of the West coughed to cover up his amusement. Oh dear God. He’s having a cerebral moment.
The dragon had some idiosyncrasies that Inutaisho had forgotten about. Sometimes he really had to wonder why they meshed so well.
My mate is Ryuukotsusei, the dragon who swallowed an entire library and forgot to throw it up. Welcome home, from the resident dumb ass.
The dragon continued on his tirade. “The only reason why I was even allowed to consider mating you was because you were a dog demon. Dragons don’t usually care to mate with those not of dragon blood. An inu youkai mixes the strongest characteristics of his mongrel heritage. After all, dogs are the fallen descendants of wolves. You rule well because you have the compassion and ingenuity of a human and the intelligence, loyalty and physical power of a wolf.”
At least he flattered me at the end, rather than insulting me. That’s a start. Inutaisho grabbed the bar of soap and began rubbing the dragon’s back with it. “And you know all of this crap and I don’t because?”
Ryuukotsusei slid his index finger under his mate’s chin, pulling their faces mere millimeters apart. “My dear, Inutaisho, it’s because all youkai have a purpose. And believe me, yours wasn’t memory or wisdom.”
“Ha ha. Very funny,” Inutaisho scoffed, pulling away slightly. Even though Ryuukotsusei wasn’t being really nice, it was progress to have a real conversation. It was just a bonus that he got to touch his mate’s beautiful body as well.
“Hmmmm. I don’t remember there ever being any record of my ancestry before we claimed the throne of the west. I already knew that lesser inu youkai could be made that way, but still…Why does that mean that I get dirty and you don’t?” Inutaisho looked at the dragon quizzically.
“Dogs need to be groomed.”
Ryuukotsusei snaked his hands down to Inutaisho’s hips, grasping the slightly protruding bones like handles to pull the dog back into him. Taking the soap out of the dog’s hands, he began to lather up his mate’s body, relishing the feel of his mate’s form under his hands after so long.
Soapy hands massaged Inutaisho’s shoulders, then his chest, back, and waist. The lord of the west tilted his head backwards to kiss the dragon’s cheek in appreciation, to which the dragon returned by licking his lover’s lips before setting his own down upon them. While his tongue explored the inu’s mouth, he continued the journey of his hands down to reach between Inutaisho’s legs.
The inu youkai grew to an even larger size against the grasp of Ryuukotsusei’s hands under the water. He tightened his hand around the base of Inutaisho’s cock, while using the other to spin around the top. He smiled as he felt it twitch appreciatively under his palm.
Releasing Inutaisho from the kiss, he then began kissing the stretches of open shoulder, chest, and back that he could reach, violently tearing at the pale flesh that screamed for him to be taken.
Still stroking Inutaisho with one hand, Ryuukotsusei pulled the dog’s chest backwards, so that he could whisper in his ear. With his forked, violet tongue, he flicked the lobe that dangled in front of his mouth.
“Do you remember when we used to do this?”
“Yes. Like it was yesterday,” the Lord of the West panted.
“Then grab the ledge,” Ryuukotsusei ordered, goading his mate onward by pressing his own need into the dog’s thigh.
Inutaisho nodded, crossing his arms on the side of the bath. He fit his fingers under the familiar lip of the stone floor and rested his head on his forearms. Ryuukotsusei grabbed the small of his mates back, and then let his hands fall to the side of the inu youkai’s legs, spreading Inutaisho’s thighs apart as he pulled.
Finally, he cupped the dog’s buttocks in each hand, and ran his thumbs down their inside. He gently forced his thumbs into his mate, opening him fuller. The springiness of the muscle pushing back at him was exquisite. He must have not allowed for anyone else to take him in the amount of time that he had been sealed. Ryuukotsusei positioned himself between his two guiding thumbs and pushed himself in.
“Ryuu.”
Ryuukotsusei ran his hands over Inutaisho’s arms, sliding his fingers into the ledge that Inutaisho clung to. The dragon felt the dog clench around him as their fingers knit together.
“You are mine, and no one else’s,” he breathed into the dog’s ear. “You should do best to remember that.”
“I am yours, only if you are mine.”
“If I am not yours, would I have come back?”
Ryuukotsusei returned a hand to his mate’s length, rubbing the tip with the joint of his thumb. Grabbing Inutaisho’s balls, he pulled them gently forward, building even more anticipation in the inu youkai. With deeper and harder thrusts, he could finally feel himself reaching a point of no return.
Inutaisho pushed back further against Ryuukotsusei’s hips, the rhythm of his lover’s body pulsing against the back of his thighs only brought him closer to the edge. Suddenly, he felt the dragon grasping his thighs and slowly pulling his body into a fully horizontal position. Each degree of the angle he changed brought a new and powerful sensation inside of his body. Inutaisho moaned in ecstasy, his use of words non existent. When it came to Ryuukotsusei, every language fell short of describing the intensity of his physical love.
“If you are mine, come for me,” the dragon pleaded. Inutaisho closed his eyes. If, my love? If?
“If you will still have me, join me,” Inutaisho gasped. Please Ryuu!
In that instant, both dragon and dog reached climax, their bodies shuddering against one another as the two hundred years of withheld passion were released. Both mates clung to one another, afraid of releasing the other as if the moment they pulled apart would begin another two centuries of seclusion.
Ryuukotsusei was the first to move, ascending the stairs out of the baths and wrapping himself in a robe before rushing out of the door. The coldness that seeped in when he removed his body from Inutaisho’s made the dog flinch. How he envied the dragon’s ability to just ignore the cold. Sure he had no issues with it when he was in true form, but right now, he was freezing. How he wished that his mate had not run out so quickly and could warm him up.
That’s why he did it. Damn him and his sneaky warfare. Inutaisho cursed at the cold once more and clambered out to find his robe.
Upon entering the room, Inutaisho found Ryuukotsusei laying down on the bed diagonally, wrapping himself in the covers and spreading out as far as his body would reach. His tail stuck out of the bundle of sheets and trailed off of the bed side, but luckily the scales didn’t really feel temperature in quite the same way his body did.
“Hey you, scoot over; quit hogging the bed and the covers. I was fucking tired to begin with, but now it’s your fault that I really have no energy.”
Ryuukotsusei’s emerald eyes peeked up groggily over the pillows. “I’m sorry, did you say something?”
Inutaisho tried to nudge into the bed so that he was flush against his mate’s body, but his ass still hung off the side of the bed. “No really, scoot over.”
The dragon twitched his tail in a slightly feline manner. “Did I say that you could sleep with me in my bed?”
The dog lord was dumbstruck. “Your bed? It’s mine, too.”
“You should have thought about that before you kicked me out of it for, oh, I don’t know... 200 years.”
“But, that’s—”
“Seriously. I slept in one position for that whole time. No rolling to sleep on my side like I prefer, no back support, and of course, your deadliest sin yet, no pillow.”
“Ryuu, you can’t just—”
“Just because I pleasured you doesn’t mean you are out of the dog house just yet, my love.”
Ryuukotsusei grabbed a pillow and launched it at the Lord of the West. “Here. Look at what a generous demon I am. From one lover to another, for you, my floor is always open.”
Inutaisho glared at his mate, but then grabbed his own twin fluffy pelts and laid them on the floor next to the futon that now was occupied by the other lord of the west. Ryuukotsusei counted backwards in his head. Five, four, three, two, one...
Inutaisho had already fallen asleep and was now snoring gently into the fluff that was wrapped around his hands. The dragon rolled over so that he could observe the dog’s peaceful slumber. He always was the first one asleep. But then again, if Ryuukotsusei was that fidgety and emotionally explosive, he might wear himself out that quickly as well.
In the seclusion of their room, with the daylight shut out of the room tightly by a myriad of blinds and curtains, Ryuukotsusei traced the body of his lover in the gentle darkness. Unbeknownst to the inu youkai, he ran his hands through the platinum shining hair and caressed the violet stripes that adorned each cheek bone. He pried one of the sliver clawed hands away from grasping his makeshift blanket, and examined each of the perfect nails adorning his hand, memorizing once again the shapes of his long and graceful fingers. If the ryuu youkai didn’t know any better, the pale being could have been a fallen angel.
Pulling back his hair, Ryuukotsusei kissed the mark on his mate’s neck that claimed his ownership. It was different from the one he had seen on his son’s body that had been made by that stupid inu hanyou. The mark left by his own teeth formed the four points of a perfect rectangle, one for each deeply puncturing fang. Outlining that rectangle with his tongue, Ryuukotsusei felt Inutaisho shudder underneath of him in contentment. This response satisfied the dragon somewhat, but not completely. After one last glance, he settled back down against the mattress, into the company of his thoughts.
Inutaisho, if you have always needed me this much, then where did I go wrong?
xXx
REVIEW REPLIES
Now that I understand a little bit more about how to use this site, I would like to give back to you reviewers a little bit of the support that you give me. Seriously, especially for those of you who have stayed with me since I began to post this in July, this is the least that I can do for those following me.
In no particular order…
Demitria Miriam- Thank you for your reviews, as always. (and usually multiples. Gah! Dembo gives me multiples…oh Kami does that sound dirty…) How’s this for my html, mmm? I actually had to take a class in it, so I am getting better on my own. And as far as sidestories go…what qualifies as a sidestory in Demboland? I do intend on doing a prequel a little later on…but only following RyuuK/InuT in the very very beginning of their relationship. Do you mean like random oneshots in the TopsyTurvy-verse? Gah! Don’t demand things of me woman, unless you tell me what you want exactly, lol. Anyways. Good luck with all your fic stuff and beta stuff. Much love and gratitude!
DemonGoddess- Thank you so much. I am trying my hardest to stick to smaller steps just because I really want my characters to stay relatively in character. Especially if I have to commit the cardinal sin of an uke Sess. And your guess is as good as mine as to what InuT is going to do to tell Ryuu. I really don’t know what my characters are going to do or say until I actually sit down and write it. I have a tendency not to finish stories if I know how they end before hand, lol. Again, thanks a lot for your consistent reviews.
Merely Truth- Thank you so much for reviewing!
Limited- thank you! I feel a lot better now. And yes, I love writing the script for our batshit-insane demon lord.
Emdog – Thanks for the review. I hope you do like Ryuu! He’s fun for me to write as.
ArchNemesis- Thank you sooooo much for all of your reviews that you have left both here and at ff. Yes, that was a huge leap for Sess emotion wise to admit his love, but that was the only way that he could get Ryuu to not kill Inu. Ryuu has a better gage of Sess’s emotional temperature than InuT. And yes, the issues with Ryuu are only beginning. I am dreading writing the next time he meets Inu…I am not sure what he is going to do. Sigh. I hope its colorful, lol.
Snowfall- Thank you so much for your multiple reviews. I remember the first time I read a review from you, I seriously nearly passed out. I was like…Snowfall is actually reading my fiction…and actually likes it?!?!?! But yes…I love your work. I just need to finish reading it (Russanya is a slow reader especially with class) and then DELUGE you in her reviews. Because you deserve them. Hehe.
And for the questions, I will not divulge any that ruin the story. Yes, Sess will eventually say what happened, and you will learn Inu’s reaction when it is time. And as to the seme/uke question…I really don’t know. I think I might actually have a vote on it from my readers or design two different endings. That will determine a lot of the answers to your questions. And yes, there will be more mating inus…lots more mating inus. I just had to get the RyuuK/InuT chapter done first…and let Sess heal.
Oh yes, and thank you for everything. I am glad that you enjoy reading it. I know I love writing it.
Duos Angel- Thank you very much. I wanted something bittersweet, because lets face it, that is all this family really is. You usually don’t turn to InuSesst in order to have WAFFish reads, lol. And There will be a child…I have special plans for that pup. Very special plans for that one.
Nette- Thank you for the review. Hopefully this chapter makes a start in the direction for where the family will go next. And yes…like father like son as far as intellect goes. Not dumb…just umm…nonobservant I guess?
Misskissyaoi- Thank you so much for following this story. I have been trying as hard as I can to make it an uke Sess that is worth reading. I do find it weird as well to have him on the bottom, but hey, I like a challenge. That is definitely why I decided to call this fic Topsy Turvy. Hopefully when I finally drop the name of the story in its rightful line…which I believe Sess will think somewhere around ch 12 or so…it will not be in a corny place. I was rather inebriated at a pub in London when I came up with the name of the story. Lets hope my sober thinking can understand my intoxicated thoughts.
Maria- Thanks a lot for the review!
White_Youkai- Thank you so much! I feel so flattered. I really am sorry that I couldn’t update sooner. I stumbled across the idea for RyuuK being Sess’s father completely by accident. I fell in love with the pairing in the fanart universe (VegaSailor and Lerato on DeviantArt do the best work for this pairing) and then other things of Sess’s personality just started to stick in my head when I watched the episodes where Inuyasha fought RyuuK in the anime. And then I saw the second season closings where Sess was staring at his father’s grave and then staring at the sealed RyuuK on the cliff. And then there was an epiphany…an epiphany of yaoi most forbidden, lol. Thanks again.
SP777- Thank you so much for the review. Yeah…InuT officially lost his marbles in #9…but honestly, can you blame him? And let’s face it. He deserves to lose some face. And yes…this chapter hopefully gave you some duking out between the two…only the beginning of their stormy relationship reconstruction. And well, Sess is going to have to live with the things he said…and he will have to deal with something even bigger between him and Inu too…after all…they do have that first pup to deal with and of course the metamorphosis of Inu on the new moon. Fun times ahead!
PurinsuArashi- Thank you so much for your multiple reviews. I look forward to them. And thank you for your support in healing. This just hasn’t seemed to be my year for health. Sigh.
Shadowwolf- InuT crazy in love, or just plain crazy…well I’d say both, lol. I hope you liked this last chapter!
Angel- Thank you very much! I hope you like! And I should have even more around Thanksgiving or so.
D/H- Thank you for all of your reviews in the past. But there is something that I want you to understand. When I write this…I see it as 3 different overlapping timelines, things happening approximately 1000 years ago, things happening around 200 years ago, and present day. I don’t have any control over when each time period wants to show itself. Thus the Izayoi oneshot that popped up came from the middle category and I couldn’t really stop it. I think it was trying to push Sess in the right direction to declare his love for Inu, which is why it was there. It fit to me. I am sorry if it didn’t fit for you…but alas my brain has never made much sense. Perhaps that is why I take so much medication to keep it from going insane. And I hope that the InuT/RyuuK lemon was fun for you. The issues between them are only beginning. Also, there will hopefully be another Inu/Sess lemon in 12 or so, and ch 11 will be Inu/Sess focused rather than RyuuK/InuT focused like this one. Anyway…I do hope you liked this one better, I really do!
Aya chan- Thanks a lot! Keep reading. And yes. InuT is going to be the death of everyone. Including the authoress, lol.
Sessylover- lol. You crack me up. This chapter was RyuuK/InuT. Hopefully Inu and Sess will get it on in ch 12. They kind of have a murdered child hanging over their heads. Which I hope will be resolved…no…not resolved, but touched in ch 11. Ch 9 wasn’t supposed to be a smut chapter, lol. I will tell you when those are…so hang in there! Thanks!
Jenny- Thanks for the review!
Lick my stick- lol. Ummmm InuT is going psychotic. I think that’s what happened, either that or he grows drugs in his garden, lol. I mean can you blame him for having his brain fly out his ass when his mate that should have been still stuck to the cliff was just released by his revenge thirsty son? He just needs to put things together before he goes back to normal. Don’t worry. Thanks for the review!
Amelia- thank you for the review! Was this enough intimacy for you, lol?
Kakkerra- Thanks for the review, and the letter. I try my hardest. PWP stopped cutting it for me something like 2 months after I was legal. Sigh. But some stories just can’t be written without sex in them. Lol. I believe that certain pairs have optimum ratings. Tsume/Toboe(Wolf’s Rain) makes good K-T rated work. Doumeki/Watanuki(xxxHOLiC) and Tamaki/Kyouya(Ouran) make great T-M rated stories. And Muraki/Oriya(Yami no Matsuei) and Sess/Inu can only be expressed in full form by stories rated M and up. Yay for someone who understands!
LaToya- Thanks for the review! Yes, there was some RyuuK/InuT in this one! I hope you liked it.
Kay- Thank you! I am glad you like it!
Shigure-san- Thank you! I know there aren’t a lot of Inu x Sess out there, but I am glad that you like this one so much.
Lu- chan- san- Lol, this is my first real Inu/Sess as well. Thank you for the review!
Anyways! There are the replies! Thank you guys so much for everything. Expect another installment circa Thanksgiving. I have a long plane ride home to Texas and back with which to write a chapter. So yes…much faster updating from now on. Hopefully late November, then mid December, and then biweekly after that until school restarts for me?!?
The next chapters will be more Inu/Sess oriented. I just had to get through this portion first. Thanks again and of course, review please!