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The Young and Defiant	By : Azure.Zink Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 4487 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and I do not make any money from this story as Inuyasha: A Fudal Fairytale is the sole property of Rumiko Takahashi and publishers.

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After the dust settled, in the café sat, Ayame's group and Kouga and the prince. They sat across from each other with Naraku gripping the wolf's hand tightly as he fought the need to decapitate the she-wolf. "Okay, shit, calm the fuck down." Kouga squeezed back.
Ayame's alligator tears began to fall as she began to wail and her friends helped to console her. "How could you?"
"How could I what Ayame?"
"We were supposed to be together! Why would you promise me then?" She cried.
"Promise you what? I don't know what you're talking about. I never have!" Kouga insisted. Naraku was very confused and it was starting to piss him off. Ayame had ruined his day and his morning after high. He wanted to strangle the life from her body and his extra limbs shifting in his back agreed.
"You promised to be her mate when she became older!" One friend chided.
"She became famous just for you! You're horrible!" The other egged on.
"How many times do I have to tell you? I don't. know. What. You're. Talking. About. I had never met you before you tackled me down that first time!" Kouga basically shouted. "You're a fucking psycho! You followed me all the way here for no reason too! Fuck off already!" Kouga fumed.
Naraku had calmed a bit and rubbed his boyfriends back to help him do the same, as the shouting was drawing much unwanted attention. "How do you know Kouga?"
Ayame sniffled and sent a look to Naraku, her new rival. "When I was younger, Kouga saved me from a pack of wild bear youki…I'd never forget his face."
Kouga face palmed, "How!? You were 50 something in that picture! I'm only like 15 years older than you! How would I defeat such a strong youki? I'd have been killed too! It was someone else from my tribe you moron."
Naraku remembered Kouga telling him that all those in his tribe carried similar features and could understand why the girl might be confused. She began to pout, "I'll show you! I won't lose to him because he's a prince! I want to be your mate and I will help you remember me!" She huffed and stood facing Naraku. "I know more about Kouga than you ever will! He'll be mine one day!"
At this, Naraku smiled evilly, "Oh really?" Ayame faltered at the drop-in octave. He leaned in with a glint of mischief in his eyes. "Do you know how he likes it in bed?" Ayame's face resembled a tomato, as did her friends, and Kouga's. "What places make him beg, what places gets him to say your name, the face he makes when he cums?" Ayame stood stock still, mind racing with the perverse images of her love being taken by the spider prince. She began to speak but her friend cut her off because of her bloody nose from the pressure that had built up.
Kouga was annoyed that Naraku would say something like that to her but when he saw how entertained he was, he couldn't be too annoyed. The girl's reaction had been quite funny and the prince even invited them to stay at the castle for a while.
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Things had become a bit hectic because of the girl group. Ayame named their group, "Emerald Chances" because of their shared emerald eyes. His own group called them "ABC's and 123's" mainly because they were, Ayame, Baila, and Caia. It was a running joke between the three of them. Many of their fans consider them their female counter parts, calling Baila his equivalent and even though Ayame was obsessed with him, many thought they would make a great couple, but he knew personally that the girl was in love with Ayame. Baila and Kouga got along quite well and had gone out drinking together and this is where all the information came out about how much Baila hated him sometimes.
The lord and lady were quite entertained with the group and how Naraku was being challenged for the wolf's attention. Kouga was eventually able to sneak away from everyone and all of the crazy. The person to find him hiding on the other end of the castle was Muso of all people. He said nothing before sitting with the wolf who scrolled through his phone. After a moment of waiting for the spider to say something instead of staring at him, Kouga turned and smiled. Which made the awkward spider blush and look away. "It's hard to start a conversation. How do you do it?" He asked, chancing a glance at the wolf who laughed a bit.
"It's easy. Is something like this really so weird for you?" Kouga asked with a smirk.
"Y-yeah actually." Muso rubbed the back of his neck.
"So, what do you usually do? What if you have a friend-crush?" Kouga asked raising a brow.
"Friend-crush? I don't know what that means…" Muso looked like the world would end because he didn't understand the English phrase.
"Dude, chill. It just, like, when you want to be friends with someone really badly. Like, they just seem so cool to hang out with and you want to be a part of their friend group." Kouga explained.
"Oh…cool." Muso nodded. "Well, your friends are usually related to you here. We usually make more friends in school and through our jobs and stuff like that. You know, forced proximity." Muso explained.
Kouga smiled and brought his knees up, resting his arms and chin on them. "I keep forgetting Ishvaran has such different social conduct."
"Did it get to hectic for you with the others?" Muso asked after a moment of silence.
"Yeah. Naraku and Ayame shouting it's just annoying. They're stressing me out to be honest." Kouga explained. He was happy at least someone wasn't as affected by the level of craziness as everyone else seemed to be. Muso said nothing in return and was trying his best not to look at Kouga, which the wolf found odd. "Hey, does Naraku have like a family photo album?" Kouga wanted to see Naraku even younger than the painting that had become his favorite.
"He should. Most Ishvaran's have decade albums since photography became a medium. I have them." Muso stood and waited for Kouga to do the same. Together they made their way to Naraku's mother and father's chambers to inquire.
Naraku's mother was all too happy to show them where she her mate kept the albums. They were actually in Naraku's room on his shelves hiding in plain sight. She said he was tired of her showing them to everyone so his father allowed him to put them there. Kouga started with the first decade. Naraku was a very cute infant. Large red eyes and curly dark hair. His smiling toothless grin made Kouga's day, he had to be one of the cutest babies ever. Muso watched Kouga's reactions with curiosity. "Do you like babies?" he asked.
"Yeah, they're adorable. I love kids." Kouga answered as he flipped through the pages, stopping to take a photo of the pictures every so often. He moved on to the next album, Naraku was walking in this one and teething. Several pictures depict him playing in paint and smiling with the few teeth he had. Kouga couldn't help the bright smile on his face. Going on to the 3rd decade things seemed to change. Naraku wasn't smiling as much as before. He looked pretty sad in a lot of the photos. There was a particular photo where he had his hands behind his back and looked very angrily at the camera. In another, his hands were covered in what looked like blood and his bare legs held long lines of tiny claw marks. Kouga covered his mouth in shock.
Muso noticed and began to explain, "Sometimes kids become so frustrated that they self-harm. People…hurt kids a lot and when they can't say what's wrong or what happened….it continues…" The next pages showed Naraku, sometimes he was bandaged up and other times his hands were covered with something. Koga assumed it was to keep him from hurting himself.
"That's really sad." The pictures got much worse before they got better. Baby Naraku's face was bloody and looked to be missing an eye. Kouga teared up as he flipped the page and saw the baby with his arm bent at the wrong angle. "What about his parents?" Kouga was going to really cry at this rate. Who would do this to baby. He eventually reached a few towards the end where he was smiling behaving more like a little kid would.
"….he didn't tell you….?" Muso felt his chest clench a bit.
"Tell me what?" Kouga asked, obviously upset by the photos.
"He should tell you when he wants to." Muso frowned. Kouga could understand that line of thinking and grabbed the next album. There were still some where the poor child was hurt pretty badly. In none of the photos did he smile. He was always making some sort of face at the camera. Kagura was in a few of these unlike in the other album. He assumed they had separate albums. In most of the photos Kagura was clinging to Naraku or just holding his hand. In one Naraku looked very angry and annoyed with her. Naraku always seemed quite upset with whoever was taking photos. He was also crying in most of these with his face clawed and bloody while he wailed on the floor. The worse of these photos was one towards the end, he was naked and sitting in the infirmary, surrounded by what looked like clumps of flesh and his back bleeding profusely. In Kouga's mind there was no way in hell a child could do this to themselves. In the few photos with his parents he seemed very happy. His mother or father was always holding him close as they sat like a family. His father was seen playing chess while Kagura painted with his mother. They were a cute family, but the photos became worse again. Naraku was staring off into space in almost every one. He just had such a hurt and blank look that said the child was hurting. Even in the ones with his parents he simply allowed himself to be held close. Even surrounded by the other kids his age and what looked like a young Byakuya hugging him. He never looked at the camera, and never smiled. Kouga was connecting the dots in his head and tried not to jump to any conclusions.
"This is…too much." Kouga whispered. Moving to the next album, Kouga hesitated before opening it. He took a deep breath and opened the book to the first page. Kagura and Naraku sat in matching outfits for some sort of holiday photo, new year's he assumed. Flipping through things were better but there was still pages upon pages of Naraku looking worse for wear. Some showed the aftermath of the child destroying something or just screaming and clawing at himself. Sometimes a photo would appear of Naraku and Kagura fighting and clawing each other up. Some were very bad while others were a scuffle of sorts. They started to cut Naraku and Kagura's claws very short and blunt so they couldn't hurt each other or themselves anymore. Kouga knew that had to hurt, claws weren't just nails with no nerves like humans. Naraku began to look much more wild and untamed. In a few photo's he'd looked to have purposely set things on fire or destroyed something. A servant was crying in one photo over a child around Naraku's age while Naraku looked behind him at the camera holding a bloody bat in one hand with a blank and dead stare. The next few photos seemed to be about the incident, including what looked like Lord Onigumo without the bandages hollering at the child. The next pages had mostly Naraku sitting alone, with his hands bound. It was a wonder Ishvaran hadn't created a type of sign language for their children, but youki tend to throw out any idea from humans entirely.
"What the fuck?" Naraku's eyes widened when he saw what Kouga was looking at. Kouga closed the book and stood up quickly as the youki advanced. Naraku didn't know what to say, he wanted to be mad but Kouga wouldn't've known about the albums, so he decided to be pissed at Muso. "Why the fuck would you let him see that shit?" He said coldly in Ishvaran.
Muso held his hands up in defense, "He asked to see them…"
"You should have said no! Leave." Naraku commanded. Turning back to Kouga he was met with the most ridiculous frown he'd ever seen on a person's face. Kouga hugged him tightly. Naraku rubbed his back, "It's fine Kouga, it was a long time ago, I'm fine."
"Yeah?" Kouga asked, his voice a little weak.
"Yeah." Naraku smiled and pecked the wolf on the lips. "I promise." Kouga nodded, wondering if Naraku would feel up to telling him about it someday, if he could. It was pretty late and dinner was being served, Naraku had been wondering where the wolf had disappeared after a nasty argument with the she-bitch that wouldn't fuck off. After an eventful dinner, the two headed back to Naraku's rooms, hand in hand. There clothes were pulled off and two exhausted youki climbed into bed, only for one of their phones to ring and answer and outlandish request from a friend.
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