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Dreams of Red	By : Saranwyn Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 5877 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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InuYasha watched as Hisoka went through her studies under her “mother’s” watchful eye. She was, at her young age, capable of literacy he had never been afforded. A bright, clever, energetic young girl, she leant herself to her studies well and mastered the material almost as quickly as it came. All in all, InuYasha found her simply amazing. He couldn’t believe that she was related to him, and he always felt so distant from her. Suddenly, Sesshoumaru stood from his seat beside his daughter, kissed her head, and walked off, giving InuYasha a meaningful glance that left the Hanyou wondering, what the Hell did that mean?! The door clicked shut behind the demon lord and InuYasha just stared at Hisoka for a long moment, suddenly uncomfortable.
“So what are you learning?” he asked at length. She looked up at him and smile brightly, melting his heart in an instant.
“Today’s my history lesson,” she informed him.
“History? Wow, you must be pretty smart, then.” He walked over to look over her shoulder. His fingers traced the lines of text he couldn’t even read.
“I’m learning about The War of the Dragon Lord! He was the King of the West before the InuYoukai clan took over,” she informed him.
“Is that so?” He kissed her head and trailed little caresses up her ears, causing her to giggle lightly. “I’m glad you have the opportunity to learn these things.”
“I’m glad you decided to come live with us. Okasama was sad, but now my mother is happy. Otosan…do you love us?”
“Yes. Very much.”
“Did you learn all these things when you were young?”
“No. In fact I…I can barely even read,” he admitted a little ruefully. She blinked, shocked, and then she looked sorrowful.
“Oh…” Suddenly, her face brightened. “I could teach you!” He stared at her for a long moment then nodded slowly.
“I-if you want. You already seem pretty busy.” She turned around to hug him around his waist, burying her head in his stomach.
“I think it would be fun,” she mumbled, her voice muffled by his shirt. “Wouldn’t it be nice. Plus, then I can get to know you better!” He chuckled lightly.
“Yeah…I guess so.” She stood up, releasing him.
“Wait here. I’ll get some of my readers.” Then, she ran off. He watched her with a faint smile on his face. Sesshoumaru came in a little while later.
“I hope the two of your are getting along,” he murmured.
“She wants to teach me to read.”
“You…didn’t know?”
“Well, not everyone was raised in a palace being taught these things. I learned a little when my mother was alive, but I haven’t even tried in so long…I don’t know if I can ever remember anything, from that time.”
“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to sound…offensive, I was just surprised.”
“It’s okay. Um…anyways…she thought it would be a good way to get to know each other, so I figured I’d give it a shot.”
“I’m glad.” Sesshoumaru leaned in and kissed him, his fingers lacing through his hair to draw him closer. InuYasha unconsciously groaned his approval and nudged the older man’s mouth open with his tongue, pleased when he was readily granted access. Their tongues twisted and rolled with each other, toying playfully. The door slid open and Hisoka came in. InuYasha yanked back, a bright red blush painting his cheeks. Sesshoumaru smiled a little.
“Oh…were you two kissing?” she asked. The demon lord, totally unabashed, nodded. “Yay! That means you love each other, right? That’s why Okasama kisses me, so that must mean you two love each other, too!”
“It does.” InuYasha slapped a palm to his forehead.
“You don’t have to be so straightforward about it!” he grumbled. Sesshoumaru smirked a little, his brow lifting mischievously.
“Oh? I don’t see any other way to be, InuYasha. If I’m not straightforward about my feelings for you, you might do something stupid like run off on me, again.” And with that, he pulled InuYasha over and kissed him, again, though chastely, this time.
“S-Sessh…” the Hanyou mumbled, embarrassed. The demon lord smiled and kissed his daughter’s head.
“I guess I’ll leave you two to your studies,” he excused himself, walking off. He heard them talking after he left. I’m glad they get along, he thought. Of course, Hisoka gets along with everyone, and InuYasha always had a way with children and small animals. He meandered along the halls, putting off returning to the paperwork he’d decided not to delegate to someone else. Having InuYasha in the palace had been a huge change…an uncomfortable adjustment to say the least. No one dared argue with him – the council had only brought it up once, and once was enough for them to learn how adamant their lord was about this – but he could feel their disapproval, their hatred, their disgust. He knew the second they could find a good excuse, they’d do everything in their power to get rid of his Hanyou lover for good. Never before had he been so painfully aware of the anti-human prejudice among the demon community. Of course, this was probably his first time in a long time not being an active participant in that bias. After all, even if he didn’t love humans, now, he couldn’t exactly hate them either, considering his lover was half human.
A heavy sigh slipped past his lips and he glanced around to make sure no one had been around to hear it. Maybe, he mused, it would be better for us all to go somewhere else for a while. Travel maybe? He frowned slightly. No, not until I’ve taken care of Naraku. It shouldn’t be too long before he comes for InuYasha, anyways. I just have to make sure that when he does, I’m ready and Hisoka is far out of the way. I could send her to live with my mother for a while. Again, he frowned. He didn’t like the idea of sending his daughter anywhere beyond his immediate grasp, even if his mother was there to take care of her.
His mother, of course, was his other problem. If anyone had the power to separate him and InuYasha, it would be her, and even though she said she wouldn’t try, anymore, he was having a hard time trusting her, after finding out what she’d done fifty years ago. He had forgiven her, of course, because it was his duty as a son to overlook any slight of hers against him, and it wasn’t like she was ill-intentioned, but forgiving wasn’t the same as forgetting, and his mother’s hatred of humans ran deep. Maybe it would be better to go seek out Naraku on my own, he considered. Then he quickly banished the idea. Giving Naraku home-field advantage was just plain stupid. The half-demon was clever, and even if he was no match for Sesshoumaru, underestimating him was not a good plan.
Huffing at his own inability to handle the situation easily and efficiently, he went to go do his paperwork. A part of him enjoyed the simplicity of reading reports and signing them and not having to worry about anything other than the words on the page. It was a nice distraction from everything else he had to worry about. And it felt nice, holed up in his study, in his cocoon of comfort and familiarity, to just do the work he knew best. Here, he didn’t have to worry about dealing with people as people. They were assets, liabilities, just tools to be balanced in the scales of cost and benefit. He could look at them with one-hundred percent objectivity and decide just how disposable they were…how easily he could replace them or eliminate the need for them. He could evaluate who was most important to his country, how to keep them satisfied and doing whatever it was they were doing, and then who all he would piss off by doing so. There was no grey area, no troublesome sentimentality or personal matters. It was in these times he could breathe a sigh of relief and know he could at least do something right. Even if his personal affairs were a mess, he could be positive he was doing what was best for his people.
Several hours later, after he’d completed his paperwork for the day, he headed down to the garden, where his nose told him Hisoka and InuYasha were, to find his family sitting on the lawn, laboring over a book. Well, InuYasha was laboring, Hisoka was patiently helping him, her finger beside his under the words. The demon lord smiled fondly at them, amused by their intense concentration. After a long time, Hisoka stood up and kissed InuYasha’s head, right between his ears.
“Good job,” she told the Hanyou proudly. “I think we should take a break now, or else Okasama might get jealous, because we’re ignoring him.”
“Thanks…” InuYasha mumbled.
“Here, you can have this as a reward.” She dug a candied chestnut from a bag of treats Sesshoumaru had given her and held it out for Inuyasha. “This is for working so hard!” InuYasha flushed a little and took it.
“Thank you, Sensei,” he murmured, bowing respectfully from his sitting position. She giggled and hugged him happily.
“You’re welcome, Otosan!” He scooped her up and stood, swinging her around in a circle before kissing her cheek.
“Well, you should get a reward for being such a good teacher, too.” She blushed but didn’t protest. “What can I ever do to repay you?” the Hanyou asked.
“Um…well…I like it when Okasama carries me and runs really fast – I can’t run that fast yet – so you could…” InuYasha glanced at Sesshoumaru, who nodded, before switching the little girl over to ride piggy-back style and taking off around the garden. Sesshoumaru chuckled and took a seat by the koi pond to wait. They look so happy, together, he thought contentedly as the piggy-back ride evolved into playful wrestling and chasing. He chuckled, wondering how long it had been since he’d played like that. He’d done a little with Hisoka, mainly for her benefit, as she had no other playmates. But the last time he’d actually played as pups are wont to do had been with InuYasha, back when they’d first met. Well, I guess that’s probably because they both are still puppies, while I’ve matured beyond that, he thought idly. Even though Hanyou’s matured faster than demons, they weren’t considered adults until they hit about twenty to twenty-five years of age, and while InuYasha had been forced to become mentally and emotionally mature faster than that, he was still a puppy at heart.
Suddenly, he found himself being tackled by his daughter, interrupting his thoughts completely. He caught her against his chest, chuckling, but could not do the same when InuYasha followed, leaping on him, pinning him down with Hisoka trapped between them. The Hanyou flashed him a grin.
“Stop moping and take that stick out of your royal behind, so you can join us already,” he panted. Sesshoumaru lifted a brow, doing his best to look disapproving.
“InuYasha, I am Lord Sesshoumaru, the Great Dog Demon, Lord of the West. I do not-!” he began to protest.
“Save it for someone who cares, My Lord. If you can’t loosen up here in your own home, let’s go somewhere that you can.” The half demon now leaned down to kiss his forehead.
“Well, it would seem I can’t do much of anything, trapped like this, now can I?” InuYasha got off him and Sesshoumaru stood up, placing Hisoka on her feet. He kissed InuYasha’s cheek and whispered huskily, “I’ll play with you, later, InuYasha.” Then he leaned back and sauntered off, leaving a stunned, blushing Hanyou behind him.
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