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Forever Mine
By : Sessysama
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Normally I do my thanks here, but there are a few things that need to be said and so that has been moved to the end notes. First, I do not appreciate in anyway my stories, for whatever reasons you may have, to be called bullshit. I devote a large amount of time, energy, and thought to each chapter of every story I write, and never put up anything I am not completely satisfied with. As this story is one of my favorites the comment received slandering it was viewed as nothing more than derogatory and pointless, no matter the reasons for its posting.

If you have a problem with the way this story is written, be it the plot, characters (original or otherwise), or just a lowering of writing in the standards you may have, then by all means don�t read it. I have other stories available that may be more to your liking, a completely Inu/Kag in series story as well as a humorous one in conjunction with my neechan. Please, go and see if you like them better, but do not post belittling comments just because this story is not following the path you think it should. I am the author of this and have had more than one sleepless night in order to write it. Such comments will be immediately removed from the review page and disregarded. If there are any constructive comments concerning problems with the story I would be more than happy to hear them, otherwise please keep your demeaning comments to yourself.
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Sesshoumaru�s eyes kept a steady watch on his young daughter. By all accounts she seemed asleep, but her breathing betrayed her outward appearance and told him she was still quite awake. Suddenly, Sesshoumaru found himself staring into one golden eye firmly set in his direction while the other remained closed. A small smirk played over Saraku�s face as she let her shadowed amber gaze fall onto her younger sibling being held in the protective embrace of her mother.

"You cheat, Chichiue." Sesshoumaru raised a questioning eyebrow to his daughter. "You sounded asleep."

"I can rest without sleeping. Why would it matter? Did you intend on doing anything while we were asleep?"

"I was going to take a bath earlier, but Shippo and Souten had gone to the lake, and by the smell, it seems they are still in a mood to remain there. I wish they would go though, I hate the scent."

This time Sesshoumaru made a cautionary glance to Seto and Rin. "The scent will remain at the lake for some time afterwards."

"I don�t care about that scent. I hate the smell that is stuck on me."

Sesshoumaru took a deep, though unobservable, breath to try and identify the smell she referred to, with limited success. "What do you mean?"

A pale crimson flush darkened Saraku�s fair cheeks. Her eyes gazed intently onto the soft ground being manipulated between her fingers. "Their scent. I can smell it still, those men. I don�t like it. It burns my nose. It was like half of the ones who came over to me were in heat. I don�t like that smell. That�s why I didn�t dance with any of the humans."

Sesshoumaru dreaded what he needed to do, but he now knew he did need to do it. He stood up with Saraku�s confused gaze following him. "Come with me."

"Yes, Chichiue," she quickly complied.

He directed them away from the small camp they had made on the outskirts of the village and deeper into the woods. He didn�t care for where they talked, he just wanted to be sure it was away from anyone who could easily overhear. He found a small area large enough for the two of them and directed her to sit across from him.

"Chichiue, what is this about?" Saraku asked as she settled against the trunk of a large tree.

"We need to speak," Sesshoumaru responded evenly. "About you."

Saraku�s body tensed and she looked away. "Have I done something wrong, Chichiue?"

"You have done nothing. There are merely subjects of which we need to discuss. That scent you dislike so much, for instance."

"Chichiue." Saraku�s face burned a deep scarlet. "Okaasan told me about the�nature of humans when I first began�bleeding."

Sesshoumaru watched as Saraku�s fangs began pulling at her lower lip. "It is not human nature I wish to speak with you of. Demons are not like humans, nor do they react like them."

"Demons?"

"That scent you disliked, it is different with demons. You very well may find that same reaction in demons to have a stimulating effect on your senses, as is its purpose." Saraku�s cheeks tinged purple as Sesshoumaru spoke. "Your scent can trigger such a reaction in a demon and lower demons will act on that as instinct."

Though the bright flush still remained on her face Saraku�s eyes focused firmly on Sesshoumaru. "Act on it?"

"Lower demons placed into a state of desire will attempt to mate regardless of your wish."

"Then they will find themselves dead. I am not like Makoto was, Chichiue. I will not tolerate such impudence." Saraku�s voice was cold and piercing, a tone Sesshoumaru was pleased by.

"The higher class demons are just as different from lower demons as lower demons are different from humans. Higher-class demons will not act off of instinct, though the desire may be the same. This makes them more dangerous though. Instead of directly attacking to mate they are able to plan, should their desire be powerful enough."

Saraku flexed her clawed fingers in front of her face. "Any who try to do anything to me that I do not want will find the same fate."

"And what if you chose to allow such actions?"

Saraku�s hand froze in front of her as her eyes looked everywhere but to Sesshoumaru. "If�If I allow then I allow."

"You must not concede to such desires lightly. You are the female and will be the one to take responsibility for any unwanted products of a heated encounter with a male."

"I know that, Chichiue." Saraku kept her focus on her feet.

"There is also the matter of being marked. It is instinct for a demon to lay claim on what they believe to be theirs. The desire for dominance is often increased during mating, making a need to claim the other." Saraku began pulling at her lower lip again. "Also, not all demons mark the same way. Animalistic demons often mark by creating an open wound, such as the bite on your mother, and mixing their power with the one they mark. Elemental demons mark by the element they control."

Saraku�s curiosity seemed to over powering her embarrassment slightly. "You mean, like since Souten is a thunder demon she would mark by using thunder or lightning?"

Sesshoumaru nodded. "You must be careful not to allow yourself to be marked unless you choose to be. If you are marked otherwise only killing the demon will release the claim. That is, if you are strong enough to kill the demon."

If he wasn�t being so serious with the discussion Sesshoumaru would have smirked at the glare his young daughter gave him. She did hate to be considered weak, by anyone.

"What makes you think I would not be strong enough?" she asked arrogantly.

"You are still a pup, there are many demons far superior to you at your present level. There are also many ways to be marked without your consent. Many may try to do so in order to obtain the Western Lands."

"I will not be claimed just to satisfy someone�s greed." Saraku looked away from him. "I would have to be truly weak to let myself be claimed."

Sesshoumaru�s own gaze turned in the direction of the camp where his mate slept. "Being claimed doesn�t prove weakness. What you do about being claimed proves your strength or failure."

He glanced back to find Saraku staring at him shocked. "What is it?"

"I�I hadn�t expected you to say that. I thought you would tell me something like, any truly strong person would die before letting themselves be claimed." She lowered her head again. "That�s what I was thinking, at least."

He returned his focus to towards the camp. "Do you think your mother is a strong woman?"

"Okaasan is one of the strongest women I know. She never lets anyone order her around and she is always so proud of herself and being mated to you."

"So, living did not make her weak."

Saraku was visibly dumbfounded by his statement. "Chichiue, I don�t understand what you mean."

He closed his eyes as old memories and long held regrets surfaced in his mind. He had not expected to be the one to tell Saraku, but it seemed that was how it had to be. He opened his eyes and laid them on the confused hanyou.

"Before I took Rin as my mate she was marked by another demon. Not just claimed, but raped and murdered."

Saraku was silent. Her eyes wandered over his armor as if following the edges might lead her to some kind of understanding. He could see the disbelief in her face, the shock and confusion. How would she respond? How could she respond?

Her mouth opened for a moment but closed before any words came out. She tried again to speak, but something was holding her back. Her eyes never once rose to meet his gaze.

"If you wish to say something, say it," Sesshoumaru said rather coldly.

She bowed her head, though since her hair was pulled back she couldn�t hide her face. Finally, a soft whisper passed over her lips, "How?"

"She was kidnapped while both Jaken and I were away from her. She was about the same age as Makoto is, perhaps younger. Two demons took her. One raped and tortured her, marking her to add more insult. He killed her before I returned."

Even with that said the doubt in Saraku was prevalent. Her fingers slid aimlessly over the metal of her scythes resting against the cool ground. Her fangs bit deeply into her lip, breaking the skin, though she didn�t seem to notice.

"Okaasan�I�she never shows�how can�how can she be so�" Saraku fell silent before finishing her question.

"So what?"

"I�I can�t see anyone ordering Okaasan around, demon or not. I can�t see you not being with her. I�can�t imagine that happening."

"I do not leave her now because of that. She does not let anyone order her because she was once forced to completely submit. Most likely, I would never have taken her as my mate if that had not happened. Neither you nor Seto would be here and Rin would have aged like a normal human, perhaps going off to live in one of their villages and having a family of her own."

"So I should thank them for making Okaasan suffer!" Saraku cried. She immediately covered her mouth and said quietly, "I�m sorry, Chichiue. I shouldn�t have screamed at you."

"You should yell if you wish. This is not something I expected you to be fine with hearing."

She looked up at him for the first time since he told her. "How�when�why did you end up marking Okaasan? If she had been marked before, why did you want her?"

"Want her?" Sesshoumaru thought a moment. "I needed her. When she was taken I found out I needed her."

"So you just took what you needed?" There was an uneasy edge on her voice.

Sesshoumaru�s own voice took on a harsh tone. "I did what was needed for her. She�had tried to kill herself."

A sharp, scratching sound pierced his ears as Saraku�s fingers tensed causing her claws to drape across the metal blade. "Okaasan? But she�she would never�"

"At that point, she was no where near the woman she is now. She needed reassurance, and I provided that by marking her. Thus she remained with me."

"Okaasan�she is strong because she suffered? Can real strength only come from suffering? Is the only way I can ever become strong be through suffering? Could I ever go through that and actually�"

"Urusai!" Sesshoumaru interrupted. "You will not know that. You need not know that to become strong."

Saraku appeared shocked by the ferocity in Sesshoumaru�s voice; perhaps he was a little shocked as well. But, he would not watch his daughter suffer in the same way Rin had. He did not want to hear her screaming.

They sat in silence for a moment before Saraku recovered enough to ask another question. "Chichiue. What would happen, if I�if I was to be claimed by someone stronger than me? What if they wanted the Western Lands like you had said and claimed me, what would happen to me?"

"I would kill anyone who took you against your will. That would free you of their claim."

"But," she hesitated a moment but continued, "what if it were another lord?"

It was Sesshoumaru�s turn to be shocked. "I would kill any who took you."

"But, if it was another lord, it would cause war." She looked up to his expressionless face. "I hear things in the castle. I know that the South and the East want our lands. If one of them were to claim me killing them would cause war. Okaasan and Seto would be in danger then."

Sesshoumaru couldn�t suppress all of the growl forming in his chest. "If another lord were to claim you I would not be able to kill him without beginning a war. Only you would be able to do so."

"What do you mean?"

"It would be considered a claim by strength. To interfere with such a battle would be the same as starting war. A lord could challenge you and you would have to accept. Both of you would fight and whoever wins takes what they want. Killing him then or anytime after if you should lose would be acceptable, but only if you do it alone."

"And what if I lost, and you didn�t kill him? What would happen to me?"

The whole growl escaped him this time as he thought of what would become of his daughter. "Most likely you would be kept in a state of near death until you submitted to him. He could do whatever he pleased since you would never be allowed to recover enough to properly oppose him. If you agreed to submit to him, he would control every part of your life. Nothing would be your own, not even your body. Any child would be his and only his, and if he wished you might never see it. You would be a slave."

Her eyes, which had been downcast while he spoke, lifted to meet his. These eyes were not what he had been seeing throughout the night. These were not embarrassed or shocked or confused eyes; these were determined eyes.

"I don�t want that. I won�t allow that to happen. You will teach me, everyday. More than we do now. If I become as strong as you then no one will be able to claim me. So, you will teach me."

"I see." A small satisfied smile crossed the demon lord�s lips. She had just ordered him.

Saraku suddenly began counting on her fingers before holding up eight of them. She smiled at him mischievously. "I have now seen you smile a grand total of eight times in my life."

He returned to his more stoic demeanor. "I believe we are done here. Let�s return to the camp."

Saraku stood up with him and followed his lead. "So, when we return home you will teach me more?"

"If that is what you wish."

"I wish to be as strong as you. I wish to never have to submit to anyone."

"That will take time."

He heard her laugh. "I have time."
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Saraku awoke the next morning feeling much more excited than normal for several reasons. She couldn�t wait to return home so she and Sesshoumaru could train. Hearing him tell her, not just about Rin, but about what could happen to her, it was rather�humbling. Her arrogance and conceit for others was among the highest quality and suddenly she had been brought down to the real world. She wasn�t upset though, this change gave her a goal to strive for. She would earn her place, not just to prove her strength as a hanyou, but to take her respect from any that thought of her as merely a way into her lands.

She was also excited because before they left for home she was going back to the village to see how the marking went. Everyone had been nervous the previous night when Makoto and Tanshin retired for the night. She said one last prayer as she made her way through the fields heading to the village. The closer she got the easier it was to sort out the myriad of scents still hanging in the air. Finally, she picked up on Makoto and Tanshin�s freshest trail, which led to InuYasha�s home.

Her pleasant mood was lost when she entered the house and felt the weight of the sullen atmosphere pressing against her. Makoto and Tanshin both had forced smiles on their faces, while the rest of InuYasha�s family had blank expressions. Makoto widened her smile, though it seemed to be threatening to bring tears.

"The marking didn�t work. It seems I am not demon enough to sustain Tanshin�s life."

"Makoto."

"It�s alright, though. This is why we were married now. I will enjoy the time I have with him. I won�t waste a moment of it."

Saraku nodded. " I hope you are only happy together. I will go now, Chichiue and everyone are waiting for me to return."

"Please thank them for coming," Makoto said once again trying her best to appear happy.

Saraku bowed to them and let the house. She had thought for sure the marking would work, and now Tanshin would age and die most likely within fifty years. Makoto would probably live a century more than that. Sesshoumaru had definitely been right about one thing: demons and humans were very different.
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IT�S DONE! It is short but it is done! ::collapses and dies:: Three weeks almost I have been struggling to write that, and it is still shorter than most of my chps. Oh well, I have been having some issues lately so, I just hope that now I can return to normal writing mode. ::prays for it to be true::

Ok, since I had my rant earlier, my thanks and question answers are down here today. Thanks go to: gettotrampoline, A Flower, The Great Susinko, migele, A Heart, Klutz82, TaintedInuShemeeko, choco-coco, jessica, Gackt1004, Nobody, Jasi, Artemys91, essie, Meru, Sci-Jess, and New Fan. (Especially to NewFan and Sci-Jess who are my only AFF reviews this time � I love hearing from you)

Note: urusai � common term for Shut up, or be quiet. I didn�t like the way either sounded in english. It had to be in jap for that point.

As for Souten, she is not just a thunder demon, she is the little sister of Hiten and Maten. You have to see the ep to understand why I love that pairing. There is a basis for it, I don�t just want to screw up the characters. Also, someone said I confused the swords. The truth is I use the jap spelling for them. So I use Tessaiga instead of Tetsusaiga, so on a glance it may have seemed like I mistyped it.

This Chp has also inspired a screwed up one shot I will be posting under FlamingDuck (my neechan and my joint name) called Demon Sex Education�check it out when it comes up, also check out Seductive Snake�s Shop of Secrets posted under the same name. It really needs reviews, PLEASE! ^_^
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