Past Lives, Current Conflictions

Chapter 11: Out in the Open; the Truce

The first thing he noticed when his mind clicked awake was that he was extremely comfortable and even more so content. He nuzzled into the warm cushion beneath, wrapping his arms more securely around his make shift body pillow as he breathed in the comforting scent of trees and musk. However, his half-hazed sleep was interrupted abruptly by a vibrating irritant.

Choosing to ignore the nuisance in lied of more sleepy, snuggling, he burrowed further into his warm mattress.

“Sesshomaru!”

That noise... that really sounded more like a voice, which sounded suspiciously like his annoying half-brother, Inuyasha.

“GODDAMNIT, SESSHOMARU! GET THE FUCK UP!!”

Sesshomaru’s eyes snapped open, only to be greeted by the rather (enticing) disturbing image of a bare-chested, slightly drooled on, Inuyasha... who he had... just been... SNUGGLING against...!!!

In a record setting moment, Sesshomaru was off of Inuyasha and all the way across the room, examining something (cowering) in the furthest corner.

“What the hell are you doing in my room, half breed!?” the demon snarled, still trying to come to complete awareness. For all he knew this wasn’t his room and he was the intruder, but upon further inspection of the bit of corner he was in, it was his room if the light pencil marks on the wall were anything to go by...

Snapping his attention away from the rather juvenile made marks (hey, he had just hit puberty when he started marking the size of his erections, give him a break!), Sesshomaru wound his eyes to his dresser, taking in the fine handiwork put into the carved wood and hoping beyond hope that Inuyasha’s keen eyes didn’t see the light scratches along the wall. Though, really, that was the least of his problems at the moment.

Complete silence passed without a snide word from his little brother. That was, needless to say, a first... and it started creeping the demon out. Growing a little weary of the uncomfortable stillness, Sesshomaru finally turned his vision toward Inuyasha who was still determinedly hiding within the bed’s covers, staring at him in a daze.

Upon noticing his elder brother turning to face him, Inuyasha instantly colored, his eyes flitting down to his sheet covered legs.

“Um, Sesshomaru? Could you... uh...” the hanyou stuttered.

“Stop blubbering like a child and spit it out already!” the youkai snapped, irritated more with himself at having thought the hanyou looked... cute... with that blush splashed across his face.

“Could you put some damn clothes on already!?” came a jumbled demand.

Sesshomaru paused, his mouth halfway open to retort that he did have clothes on, but when he finally took in his brother’s current state of dress (at least he had the blankets to cover up with) he realized that, holy shit, Inuyasha was naked under that sheet and- looking down- holy shit, he was, too!!

In another move of award winning proportions, the demon snatched the first pair of clothes he could find, which just happened to belong to Inuyasha if the tight fit of jeans was anything to go by. As he stumbled and tumbled about in a vain effort to wiggle himself into the two-sizes-too-small pants, he could just hear the joke his brother would make (Is that your form of a mating dance or something?! Yeah, that was something he’d say) if they hadn’t just woken up in the same bed, naked and on top of each other.

Trying to push the inappropriate blush that was staining his cheeks down to a simmer, Sesshomaru cleared his throat, trying to think of a good reason to tell Inuyasha why they had both been naked... and in his bed... with hickies all over the hanyou’s chest and- as he leaned against the wall, Ow!- scratches down his back. Oh God, what the hell had his past self done last night?! Was he even still a virgin?

Okay, fine, he wasn’t a virgin, but in the sense of fooling around with another male, let alone his very own little brother, he was. At least... he thought he was... now he wasn’t quite so sure...

But aside from that, he wasn’t even certain how to go about even explaining them having past selves inhibiting their bodies... So a story that was actually believable...

“I am never letting you drink again if I end up with you warming my bed in the morning, half breed!” Sesshomaru snapped awkwardly. “And you’d better have on some fucking underwear or I swear-!”

“Cut the crap, Sesshomaru!” Inuyasha suddenly yelled, blush and innocence all but gone from his visage. “I’m not as stupid as you and Dad seem to think I am! I know something fishy’s going on here, so either tell it to me straight or I’m gonna to tell Dad about you molesting me!!”

“He’s the one that suggested I molest you in the first place...” Sesshomaru mumbled to himself.

“What was that, asseater!?”

Sesshomaru sighed. “Nothing.”

Inuyasha stared hard, frowning, waiting for an explanation. Though after about ten more seconds of silence, the hanyou cracked like an Easter egg.

“I probably sound crazy for saying this, but... there’s... other us’s inside of us, isn’t there?”

Sesshomaru tried to refrain from rolling his eyes.

“Well?!” the half demon pressed.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, you’re completely crazy, you stupid dumbass,” Sesshomaru grumped, moving over to look out his window, contemplating his next move. There was a 50/50 chance his little brother would either freak out or remain relatively calm when hearing the news... but how to go about saying it... Ah!

Just as Inuyasha was about to open his mouth to retort, the youkai basking in the sunlight beat him to the punch. “They call themselves our past souls, beings which we originated from.”

Inuyasha’s mouth shut, eyes blinking.

“Originally they lived in the Sengoku era. In their original lives they were cursed by a priestess of formidable powers to forever relive their lives, the good and the bad. And so they’ve lived from then on through different bodies up until now.”

“Until now?” Inuyasha whispered, looking down at his hands in morbid curiosity, wondering how there could be another person inside of him, the rather strange thought of his ‘very own baby’ flittering about before he properly smashed the hell out of it.

“Yes. We’re apparently the closest they’ve come to their original forms. Since they died in their own lives, their bodies having decayed, they’ve been reincarnated time and time again, inhabiting the bodies, or rather vessels as they call them, of others. However their souls are evidently dormant until the body they’re within becomes mature, or in our case, goes through their first heat. That heat is what triggered their awakening and inevitable ability to periodically take control of our bodies.”

“You mean-?” Inuyasha interjected, finding himself not very surprised that he somehow knew all of this.

“Yes. When our bodies start to desire the pleasures of life they come out of their sleep.”

“So... whenever we’re feeling... uhm...” Inuyasha started to stammer as his brother fixed him with a heavy stare.

“Horny is the word you’re looking for,” Sesshomaru said all too bluntly, relishing in the pretty blush that splayed about Inuyasha’s face.

“Y-yeah. When we went through our first heats they woke up...” Inuyasha started to say to himself, eyebrows scrunching together in thought. “So you mean the blackout I had at school was because my past self took over?”

“Yes.”

“And then when... Oh God. When you were acting all funny the other day when we were wrestling... you... that’s when your past self came out...”

Sesshomaru coughed, looking away but answering, “Yes.”

“Shit. I didn’t believe you... I mean, Him, when he was saying he wasn’t you...” Inuyasha said but started sputtering when Sesshomaru gave him a weird look over his shoulder. “I- I mean I know you’d never... never do that... I just... I thought I was dreaming for God’s sake! A- A nightmare, I mean! Not a dream, a nightmare! It was a really, really bad nightmare!”

Liar, you enjoyed it the whole time he was sucking your cock, Sesshomaru thought. He neglected to consciously add that he, while furious that he had lost control of himself and had let that bastard take control, enjoyed the picture that was forever engrained in his head of a writhing, panting Inuyasha. And the taste... he still had had the taste of him on his tongue when the hanyou had made a beeline for the bathroom after he had woken up.

“Wait a minute,” the half demon suddenly said, interrupting Sesshomaru’s mental drooling. “Why’d you cover up for that bastard when I woke up, saying I’d fallen asleep while watching that crappy ass show about the Feudal Era?!”

Well, shit, the demon thought.

“Think about it, idiot. Had you been in my place, would you have gone about explaining to me why you just sucked me off?”

“Uhh...” Inuyasha cheeks flushed at just the memory of it.

“Didn’t think so,” Sesshomaru sighed. “In any case, we now have the problem of them showing up whenever they damn well please. We need to figure out a way to suppress them, to keep them at bay so they don’t come out and take over our bodies, especially if we happened to be in public like last time.”

“Yeah... but how...” Inuyasha trailed off, both brothers in deep thought. “How long have you known about your past self?”

“...”

“Sesshomaru!” Inuyasha pressed.

“Since I was sixteen; my first heat.”

“Okay... How many times has He come out since then?”

“How the hell should I know?”

Inuyasha gave his brother a deadpanned stare.

“I honestly didn’t keep track. There were times where I’d black out in one place and then just suddenly end up somewhere else, or even when He allowed me to be conscious to Him taking over but could still never do anything about it.”

“Hmmm,” the super-sleuth Inuyasha hummed, making a move to get up off the bed and pace the room rather awkwardly in nothing but the loose blue sheet draped around his slender form.

Now all he needs to be doing is rubbing his chin and smoking a pipe... Sesshomaru thought, taking in the odd scene before him.

“How’d you feel when you were taken over?” came a sudden question.

The youkai could only stare at the ridiculously serious expression etched across his brother’s face.

“Sesshomaru!”

“I don’t know,” the demon shrugged, thinking. “I guess... Huh. Every time I felt this vibration, a rush of heat and then everything blurring out.”

“Hmm...” More pacing ensued.

“Do you remember what you felt like before you blacked out on the stage at school?” Sesshomaru asked, taking in the thoughtful expression the hanyou gave him.

“I felt...” Inuyasha paused, remembering how he felt, exactly, before he blanked out.

He had been grumping about the banner he was trying to hang up... then from behind and below him, Sesshomaru had suddenly said something about the sign being crooked. Naturally, he retorted, turning around to give his brother a piece of his mind when he caught side of Sesshomaru in full costume... Then, suddenly, flashes of him, but looking like some demon prince from a movie came to him, his heart sped up, his stomach filled with butterflies and he wanted nothing more than... than to...

“THAT’S IT!!” Inuyasha suddenly bellowed out of nowhere.

“What’s it?” Sesshomaru asked, thinking maybe all the information had overloaded the half-demon’s tiny brain.

“Okay, I’m going off on a limb here, but I think I know what triggers them and gives them passage to control our bodies!” the half demon said excitedly, wobbling over to where Sesshomaru was standing. “Right before I blacked out, I saw you in your outfit for the festival and that... triggered some form of memory from my past self’s... well, past. I saw you... but it wasn’t you, I think it was the guy inside of you... He had markings on his face, really long white hair, and looked like a...” Inuyasha paused, refraining from saying ‘angel’ or ‘hottie’ and instead, opting for, “a demon prince from some action movie. I-... I saw other things, too... stuff that happened between our past selves...”

Sesshomaru listened as the hanyou trailed off, a blush gathering on his body. Ah, so that was it.

“You mean, visions of when they fucked each other?”

Inuyasha made a face. “You don’t have to say it like that!”

“Well, that’s what they did, isn’t it?”

“Well, yeah, but... it was different. Each time, each vision... it was soft, loving... You can’t use the word fuck for something so calm!” Inuyasha reprimanded.

“Fine, whatever. You were saying?”

“Anyway... it... well, it made me feel things when looking at you...” Inuyasha started to panic, not exactly ready to face what he felt, let alone out loud to his own brother. “I- I mean, I think they were my past selves’ feelings but... in any case…”

Inuyasha’s stuttering was getting old and grating on the youkai’s nerves.

“Out with it, idiot!”

“He was horny at the sight of you, alright! That’s what triggered it! When either of us gets hot for something, they’ll have the opportunity to take over our bodies if we don’t do something about it, okay!” Thoroughly embarrassed the hanyou went to sit on the other side of the bed, his back to Sesshomaru as he drowned in his own self-conscious thoughts.

“Huh.” Well, that wasn’t entirely out of the loop. There was definitely some credence to what his brother had stated. Indeed, anytime he had been ‘taken over’ was when he was starting to feel undeniable lust... lust which usually centered around Inuyasha… lust that he wasn’t usually willing to give in to.

Hmm, I wonder, Sesshomaru thought. Perhaps if I was desiring Inuyasha in those moments... Maybe, he was desiring me as well that time at the school...

“So? What are we gonna do about this?” came a sudden voice.

“To suppress our past selves... Well, in other words, we’ll have to snuff out our arousal if and when it comes up,” Sesshomaru surmised.

“Huh?”

Sesshomaru could have hit him in the head for being so slow.

“Wait a tic... You mean we... WE have to...” the hanyou made an odd and somewhat vulgar hand gesture before continuing. “Together?”

The insinuation was even too much for Sesshomaru to handle and he turned his back to Inuyasha’s, looking out his window. He hadn’t meant... they do stuff TOGETHER when their individual problems arose, but... He couldn’t deny that he was intrigued by the idea...

Inuyasha turned around as Sesshomaru was regarding him, licking his lips and worrying his hands as he continued. “Well, I suppose it... makes sense. I mean, you said that the opening for them to get through at first was our maturity stage. And then if I’m right about you triggering my past self to come out since you resembled your past self so closely...”

That... actually makes sense, Sesshomaru thought, turning around to stare at his brother in turn. “Then...” the demon began to finish Inuyasha’s earlier words. “It would only make sense to satisfy ourselves within the others presence... Is that what you were getting at?”

“Y-Yeah...” Why is it that whenever Sesshomaru says something it always sounds ridiculously dirty?! Inuyasha thought. It’s not just me, is it?!

“Alright. Just remember that I don’t want this bastard that’s inside of me get out, and you make sure you do the same,” Sesshomaru sniffed.

Inuyasha snorted a bit. “I think we can trust mine at least.”

“Hm? How do you know that?” Sesshomaru said suspicious. There was no way that they could trust Inuyasha’s inhabitant either, especially with how he just jumped the guns and into Sesshomaru’s pants without so much as a second thought.

“It’s just a feeling.”

Okay... Sesshomaru stared. Though, if he thought about it, Inuyasha’s current... resident, was probably the lesser of two evils...

“Fine, it’s settled then. If either of us ever feel the sensation of our other halves trying to get out we’ll have a ‘meeting,’ and take care of it together,” Sesshomaru said with finality and, with as much grace as he could, walked out of his room.

Inuyasha just stared, gulped and then sweated a bit before nodding absently at the empty doorway, wondering why Sesshomaru had just dismissively walked out of his own room.

Only when Sesshomaru came storming back in, a brief look of embarrassment on his face passing by Inuyasha’s vision was it apparent that something had been distracting the usually cool demon.

“Get out, this is my fucking room.”

Inuyasha could only stare dumbfounded for a moment or two. Nevertheless, he got up, glaring at Sesshomaru as he passed by him, shuffling about to his own room down the hall, completely forgetting about his clothes that he’d left behind in his brother’s room.

Geez, he was always such an emotional bastard, one had to wonder if there was something permanently stuck up his ass. Inuyasha grumbled, opening the door to his room. He dropped the sheet to the floor in exchange for a pair of boxers.

Still thoroughly exhausted from whatever the hell had happened last night in Sesshomaru’s room, Inuyasha threw himself on his bed, deciding to nap a bit before getting up for dinner and showering.

It wouldn’t be a smart idea to keep the scent of sex and Sesshomaru on himself for much longer... Not if ‘arousal’ was what triggered their alter egos to come out and play with each other...

- - -

The alarm clock said 7:29 when Inuyasha woke up. Ah, but he’d had a really great dream if the pleasant warmth throughout his body was anything to go by.

Sighing, Inuyasha got to his feet, his mind set on a shower before dinner. If his father was to smell the sex scent that Inuyasha was covered in, he’d be in big trouble... never mind trouble, he’d be thoroughly embarrassed out of his skin!

Keh, I don’t even want to know what Dad’d say to me smelling like this... Inuyasha thought, opening his door and walking down the hallway to the bathroom.

Upon arrival he was glad to find it, for once, unoccupied. Slipping the door shut behind him Inuyasha made his way over to the radio, flicking the switch on and wincing at the loud screeching noises of Nirvana. Damn Sesshomaru and his horrible lack of hearing. He always turned it up as loud as the stupid thing could go!

Nudging the volume down to a more suitable level (where he could at least think to himself) the hanyou flicked it to his favorite station, undressed and stepped into the shower, setting the facet on hot.

Sighing and leaning against the tile, the water cascading down his back in hot rivulets, the half demon closed his eyes, memories of the night before flashing past his eyes.

“Oh, gods..., koi, please-!”

“So you want it quick and rough?”

“Your body is mine to worship, mine to pleasure, mine to take pleasure from.”

“Yessss...”

“Please... Your hands... mouth...”

“I want to see you come.”

“Please... please, Inuyasha...”

God! It was enough to thoroughly arouse him.

Inuyasha groaned, looking down as his shaft twitched and jolted as it continued to grow to its maximum erection. Balls tightening and ass cheeks squeezing together involuntarily, the hanyou pushed himself under the facet, back and leg angled against the wall as his hand moved to finger the side of his swollen prick.

Closing his eyes and licking parched lips, the half demon released a shaky breath as he started to pump himself to forbidden images of his older brother, who, in reality of his imagination, was actually the taiyoukai from the past... memories of past excursions inside the private walls of a magnificent castle, under the moonlight and stars, on top of the dining hall table, any place where the two lovers could unite and enjoy the throes of ecstasy within the other.

And no matter how hot, hard, fast, rough the foreplay was every time the old taiyoukai would settle down between the warrior hanyou’s thighs he would slow down to a simmer, he would look down upon his lover with such a deep warmness encompassing his eyes, such soft touches gracing the half demon’s skin, like he was made of wet paper and might tear at any moment. The demon lord took his time, seemingly savoring every moment of the coupling, memorizing each movement either of them made.

Inuyasha came back to the present, gasping for breath as he worked himself into a frenzy at the erotic memories... He wondered if his brother, Sesshomaru, could ever look at him like that... treat him like that... touch him like that...

But there was no way that’d ever happen… they hated each other... Well, Sesshomaru hated him but he didn’t... He didn’t... couldn’t hate Sesshomaru. No matter how much he tried, no matter how much he acted like he did... there was just no way he could ever hate his brother.

Depressed at the thought that the one whose attention he yearned for would never be given to him freely, let alone the way he really wanted it, Inuyasha opened his eyes, his lips drawn into a tight, quivering line as his fingers moved away from his softening groin.

“And here I was, enjoying the show,” came a husky, deep voice from the doorway of the shower.

Inuyasha eeped and screeched at the intruder. “S-Sesshomaru!! What are you-?!”

“Mmm, I thought you’d like some... company.”

Sesshomaru walks forward, opening the glass door and stepping in just as Inuyasha steps backward, only for his back to hit the wall.

“Ww-what are you...” He was naked. Oh my God, Sesshomaru was NAKED!

“I’d like to think that’d be obvious, Inuyasha,” Sesshomaru says, bending to his knees and eyeing Inuyasha’s erection. “I was thinking about it, you know... last time we were in here together...” Sesshomaru commented softly, still gazing at Inuyasha’s twitching member hungrily, mouth open.

Inuyasha stuttered turning red, “T-thinking...? A-about what?”

“Tasting you...”

“T-tas-sting me?” Inuyasha meeped.

“Mmm, yes,” Sesshomaru grinned as he laid his claws against Inuyasha’s trembling knees, parting them a bit wider so he could easily fit himself between the equally quaking thighs. He dragged the side of his face alongside Inuyasha’s erect penis, smelling and feeling it just as he pressed a kiss to the head before lightly grabbing it from one side and running his tongue along the underside of the thick shaft. Inuyasha’s head fell to his shoulders, a scream erupting from his lungs and his eyes rolling into the back of his head.

Sesshomaru smirked, looking up at his brother lustily, “Inuyasha...Inuyasha….In-u-ya-sha...”

“Nngg... What?” Inuyasha groans out.

“GET UP YOU LAZY LOUT!”

And with that Inuyasha fell face first onto his floor.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!!”

“Get up, we need to have a meeting,” Sesshomaru said quickly before immediately walking out of the room.

“Ya know, it’d be just as easy to have a ‘meeting’ in my room as it would yours, jackass!!” Inuyasha yelled, grumbling about being disturbed from a really good dream that he couldn’t even remember now.

Inuyasha yawned as he walked into Sesshomaru’s darkened room, scratching behind his ear in sleepy annoyance.

“Err, so what-” Inuyasha began.

Suddenly the door slammed shut and everything was encased in darkness. The next moment the hanyou felt himself being pushed backwards and slammed onto Sesshomaru’s full sized bed, a hot body on top of his own.

“Sesshomaru!?” Inuyasha yipped aloud.

“We made a deal, Inuyasha, that if we felt our past selves were going to come out that we’d ... do things in order to keep them at bay, correct?” Sesshomaru’s strained voice said from above.

“Y-yeah... but...”

“Then we have to do this now, or this cocksucker I have to share a body with will be able to get out...” Sesshomaru said, panting hard.

Something about Sesshomaru and the word cocksucker instantly peaked something within Inuyasha’s forgetful memory.

“But how do you know He’s even trying to get out?”

Sesshomaru growled at Inuyasha’s asinine question and then pressed his enflamed crotch down into the hanyou’s oblivious one.

“That answer your question?” Sesshomaru said almost spitefully, though that was really the last thing he was feeling.

Damnit! He had tried to take care of this by himself but to no avail. It seemed every time he’d touch himself and come close to climax it was just a little bit out of his reach. And then those images... Images of his brother plagued him the entire time... and then a flash of some past memory, way back from the Feudal Era would pop in for a brief showing, only adding to Sesshomaru’s suspicions that the bastard inside of him was trying to get free, and would, if he didn’t satiate this urge he had deep within his belly.

“Uh, yeah, it kinda does...” Inuyasha sputtered. “Er, and what exactly are we gonna do about your problem?”

Sesshomaru’s eyes narrowed at that. “MY problem?”

“Well, you’re the only one that’s h-ARD!!!” Inuyasha began saying before he felt a clawed hand palming him through his sweats.

“You don’t seem so far off yourself, what with whatever wet dream you were having when you woke up.”

Ah shit… I forgot about that, Inuyasha thought, his breath hitching substantially. I need to remember to kick his ass later for doing that, too. Stupid bastard completely ruined one of the best sex dreams I’ve ever-!!

Inuyasha moaned as Sesshomaru’s hand left his weeping cock, only to be replaced by Sesshomaru’s own groin.

The boys weren’t sure how to go about this but both were so close that it would have to do for now.

Hot bodies grinded against the other, Sesshomaru using the headboard of his bed as leverage to press further into Inuyasha and Inuyasha grasping Sesshomaru’s hips in a desperate attempt to keep him as close to him as possible.

When both climaxed Sesshomaru wordlessly got up and headed toward the shower, leaving Inuyasha to his own devices.

Inuyasha never once thought to ask Sesshomaru why he couldn’t have just jacked himself off in the shower, or humped his bed by himself instead of grinding him into the bed like some bitch. Not that he was complaining, but still.

Inuyasha got up shakily, stumbling his way through the dark house to his room. However, right before he was about to go into his room he heard harsh grunts and a long moan coming from the bathroom.

“Sesshomaru...” Inuyasha breathed, turning to face the door the sounds were emitting from behind. The hanyou’s breath caught when he heard Sesshomaru’s climax, and the one word he let stumble past his lips when only feeling and emotion rode the body; “Inuyasha!”

The hanyou’s eyes enlarged, breath caught as he just stared at the door, not even noticing how long he’d been standing there. Only when he heard fumbling behind the door did he snap awake, retreating into his room and shutting his door just as the door to the bathroom opened.

Sesshomaru’s eyebrows shot up into his hairline at the audible click his little brother’s door made as he stepped out into the hallway.

Inuyasha hadn’t heard when he’d climaxed, had he?

Something inside him laughed, which was more than likely that asshole Lord Stick Up My Ass, and said, He heard every desperate sound you made.

And if that was the case...

“Oh, shit.”


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Author's Note: ...And holy crap it just goes downward into smutdom from here lmao. I hope you enjoyed!