Love Me Love Me Not | By : Namiriana Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10157 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Title: Love Me Love Me Not
Chapter: The Return Date: September 20, 2010 As the years passed, alliances within and out of the Western Lands continued to deteriorate as Inuyasha remained sleepily locked within the embrace of Bokusenou. However, on one particular dewy, spring morning, the lord of the palace could feel something different in the air and auras that surrounded him. Something was going to change, something significant and he could not make up his mind whether or not it was a good thing or bad. It put the Western Lord on edge, causing all those that dwelt within the palace, including his children, to avoid him for fear of his irrational temperament. With a sigh, the DaiYoukai wandered out of the castle and into the small forest within the palace walls. He was hoping that the exercise and the scenery, perhaps a talk, would soothe his troubled mind. When InuTaisho reached Bokusenou, his eyes widened and he felt as though he had lost the ability to properly draw in air. Inuyasha was no longer resting majestically against the ancient trunk of the old tree demon but awake, slightly unaware, and ethereally beautiful. Vines that had been growing in the young hanyou’s hair for fifty years had bloomed bloody red and contrasted starkly with the shadow paleness of Inuyasha’s skin and moonlight colored hair. Fifty years of sleep had also done what Healer Pancho had been unable to and had erased most scars from Inuyasha’s body. The only ones that remained were those that InuTaisho had inflicted and the pinpoint pricks from the poisoned senbon that Inuyasha had saved their children from. Without realizing what he had done until they had cleared the forest, InuTaisho returned to reality to find himself cuddling his hanyou mate bridle-style against his chest while rambling nonsense to the still dazed half-demon. Before they reached the eyes of others, however, InuTaisho made sure that Inuyasha was covered and he was surprised that he was doing it because of his primal instinct, but because he truly cared for Inuyasha’s comfort. He remembered how he had humiliated the young one in front of his entire court after Inuyasha had tried to hide his body in embarrassment the night before when he had uncharacteristically wanted to rut the little one out of season. Inuyasha had disappeared for almost a week afterwards, but he had not cared as long as the bastard had learned his lesson. Inuyasha had been reluctant to wake up, but Bokusenou was forcing him to by will of Mother Nature. She had given Inuyasha time to compose himself, but it was time that he stopped running and face reality once more. She promised that this go-around would be much better and that soon Inuyasha would be happy, but the hanyou had already lost faith not only in her, but in all that lived in the real world. At least in his dreams, he had found the solace, acceptance, and love that he had been looking for during his short 200 years of life. However, Bokusenou was no longer able to hold his Mistress off and had to force the reluctant young one awake. However, before he sent Inuyasha to the real world for good, he promised the little one that he was always welcome to take shelter from the world in his branches, even if only for a little while. Inuyasha was not totally aware of what was happening once he was released from Bokusenou. The half-demon thought he was still dreaming when someone that looked eerily like his mate picked him up gently and held him against a strong chest before walking away from the only sanctuary and succor he had ever known. He wanted to cry out to the large chest-ed beast to take him back, to leave him in the only place that felt like home, but he could not say anything. His throat was sore and non-existent from fifty years lack of use. Sesshoumaru, Akikko, and Tessa felt the reconnection as soon as the pair entered the palace walls. While their father had been acting strange and with temper, the three had also been agitated that morning due to causes they could not yet understand. Sesshoumaru was even stumped and the eldest pup did not like being unable to explain what he was feeling or why he was feeling a certain way. However, any thoughts that the children had about anything flew out the window when they felt their mother within the palace walls once more. All of them, uncaring that they were supposed to be acting like royalty, took off towards the direction their instincts were taking them. “MAMA!” the twins called out at the same time as they saw the small figure of their birth parent within the large hands of their father. When their mother had left, they had thought that their lives had come to an end and they had prayed every day since that their mother would hear their apologies and come back. They had thought it was okay to play mean pranks on Mama because that was what the other kids in the palace had said they did and no one said anything different. They had even promised to never play any pranks EVER again if Mama would just come back and shower them with the hugs and kisses that he used to. The twins’ grief had been so palatable that their own father had avoided them due to the magnitude that they amplified themselves. InuTaisho looked up at the three almost blurs headed his way. With a stern look, he stopped all three in their tracks just long enough to let them see that their mother was not quite with them just yet. On the walk back to the palace, Inuyasha had fallen into a natural sleep to give his body the proper time it needed to wake up appropriately and regain some of the everyday functions of life. All three children looked crestfallen, but as InuTaisho walked by, they stuck with him not wanting to leave their mother alone for a moment. InuTaisho placed Inuyasha gently within his large bed and covered him warmly before sending one of the always nearby servants to fetch Healer Pancho for him. It was not that he did not trust Bokusenou, but he also knew that Inuyasha had gone fifty years consuming nothing but the air around him and wanted to make sure that nothing harmful had happened to the young submissive. While the servant was retrieving the healer, InuTaisho went to his desk across on the wall to the right of the large bed and further down the wall. The children, however, climbed into the large bed and cuddled around their mother. That was the scene that Pancho walked in on as he answered the summons of the inu lord. He was shocked that Inuyasha had decided to come back and even more so that everyone, most notably InuTaisho, was treating the half-demon as though he was glass. Before Inuyasha had truly given up on life, enough to seek assistance elsewhere, Pancho had given up hoping that InuTaisho would honor his mate the way Inuyasha had deserved to be honored. As for the children, he had begun losing hope from the day their training with their father started. Inuyasha may have thought that he did not know where many of the wounds and hurtful words had come from, but Pancho also knew there were only three people in all the lands that Inuyasha would let his guard down for. All of them were currently worried out of their wits end over the fragile half-demon, something that was only wished for years before when there had still been hope. Pancho had to wonder what Inuyasha’s reaction would be when he woke up and saw the changes and despair that the Western Lands had fallen into during the time he withdrew into his slumber. InuTaisho could not hold alliances because Inuyasha had not been able to revise his negotiations, the children had fallen into absolutely horrible mannerisms that were unbefitting young princes of their status, and Sesshoumaru took it the worst of all. He cut off his emotions from everyone except, to some extent, his younger siblings. Even InuTaisho could not get more than a monosyllable conversation or a flicker of emotion out to the young heir. It went to show just how much Sesshoumaru loved his mother and how hard InuTaisho had to work to convince the child of his views once no longer hanging on to Inuyasha’s kimono. Pancho finished his thorough exam of the hanyou’s health around the unmoving bodies of Inuyasha’s children. The hanyou was in a state of malnourishment that he had seen often through the bastard child’s younger years which was not a surprise. 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