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Tranferant	By : Sabriel20 Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 20001 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Sorry for the long wait, I had planned to finish writing the whole story before I posted again, but its taking me a lot longer than I thought. A nice reviewer gave me the nudge I needed to post this chapter. I really do appreciate all of the reviews and the readers. I will finish this story because it means a lot to me.

Chapter 15: Monster made
Maeko stared at Inuyasha's thoughtful expression as they made their way back to the hut. She was pleased to see that he was starting to realize things. "Perhaps it won't be too hard to persuade him," she thought to herself. Sesshoumaru looked up from the fire as they rustled through the trees.
"Where were you," he asked sternly.
"I don't believe that's any of your business, nephew." He was trying to hide his weakness, but she could see it. The slight tremor and stiffness in his movements. How his breathing hitched sometimes and his heartbeat quickened. "There isn't much time," she thought despondently as she walked to her hut.
Sesshoumaru pulled his eyes from Maeko's back to stare at Inuyasha. "What ails you, hanyou," he asked gruffly, "why are you staring at me?" Sesshoumaru followed his swift movements as Inuyasha darted in front of him.
"stand up." Sesshoumaru no longer cared to fight against the beads and stood though he leveled a glare at Inuyasha as he did so. "Don't move," Inuyasha commanded softly.
"What are you..." The words died in his throat as soft, cold fingers brushed along his collarbone before slithering their way up to his neck. "hmm,"Inuyasha marveled as he circled his thumb along the juncture between Sesshoumaru's collarbone and shoulder. The skin underneath his fingers was warm, almost feverish, with a softness that seemed breakable. Despite that, the skin was unmarred, and devoid of the long healed wound he felt on his own neck. Inuyasha was surprised to feel Sesshoumaru body tremble as he flattened his palm along the contours of Sesshoumaru's neck. Inuyasha reveled at this power he'd attained. Except for their attempts to kill each other, he was never really able to touch his brother. It was almost intoxicating to know that he could touch his brother any way he wanted, and Sesshoumaru would be powerless to stop him. Inuyasha ran his fingers farther up the juncture of Sesshoumaru's neck. He smiled when he felt Sesshoumaru shudder as his claw ran along his jugular. He could see a sliver of fear in Sesshoumaru's eyes as Inuyasha's other hand drifted to his cheek to glide along the magenta markings he found there. Sesshoumaru gasped as Inuyasha's fingers closed around his shoulder. Inuyasha could feel himself drawing closer to Sesshoumaru, but he couldn't understand why. His body seemed to move of its own accord, drawn to the soft, pale flesh in front of him. He had an almost unbreakable urge to tear that perfect skin. He wanted to own that perfection underneath his fingertips and sully it.
"Inuyasha, stop," Maeko let the door clang shut as she stepped out of the hut, "move away from him, Sesshoumaru." Sesshoumaru smacked Inuyasha's arm off of him and jumped back. He clutched a hand over his neck, and Inuyasha watched with surprise as his body shuttered fitfully. Maeko grabbed his arm to awaken his stupefied senses.
"What were you thinking," she exclaimed pulling him away from Sesshoumaru. "I didn't give you these memories so you could abuse Sesshoumaru."

"Abuse," Inuyasha scoffed, "what are you talking about?"
"The claim mark is Sesshoumaru's weakness. It is the only thing that makes him vulnerable."
"All I did was touch him, Maeko. You're overreacting."
Maeko sighed, "Am I? Your human nights are when you feel weakest, right?"
"Yes, but I don't see..."
"What do you usually do on those nights?"
"I hide because I'm not able to protect myself."
"You hide, and for that one night you feel terrified, alone, and defenseless. The claim mark is Sesshoumaru's human night, but instead of lasting one night, he has to carry it with him wherever he goes." Inuyasha glanced at Sesshoumaru. He was crouched by the fire. His fingers still hovering over his neck. "There is no where he can hide, Inuyasha. His weakness is plain for everyone to see, and you just ran your fingers over it like it was nothing."
"I was curious, besides do you think Sesshoumaru would be any different? He'd use it to his advantage." Inuyasha's eyes drifted to the ground as she leveled a glare at him.
"I thought you were different that Sesshoumaru. I hope I wasn't wrong about you." He watched as she moved to Sesshoumaru's side. "Are you alright, nephew."
"How does he know, Maeko?" The malice in his voice was almost palpable.
"He wanted to know about your past. I thought it only fair to show him."
"Fair," Sesshoumaru said an icy laugh escaping his throat, "How is any of this fair?" He stood, his fingers still clutching at the juncture of his neck.
"I'm only righting a wrong, Sesshoumaru. He's your brother. He should've known about you long before."
Blood began to dribble where Sesshoumaru's fingernails dug into his flesh. "We aren’t brothers," he said, his voice rising, "I was never claimed. I have no family." Inuyasha's eyes widened in shock as Sesshoumaru's nails bit deeper into his flesh. Thick trails of red liquid ran down to his collarbone.
"Sesshoumaru," She cried taking a step toward him," You know that isn't true." He backed away from her, his fingers still tearing at the soft tissue of his neck.
"Stop,"Inuyasha yelled grabbing his hand before it could sink deeper into his neck, "What are you trying to do, asshole?" He stared bleary eyed at Inuyasha as he gently pried Sesshoumaru's fingers out of his neck. His eyes darkened in concern at the blood that was freely flowing from the wounds. "What's wrong with you, you jerk? Can't you see Maeko's just trying to help. She cares about you. Which is more that you deserve."
"You are such a fool, hanyou."
"No,"Inuyasha said gripping his hand tighter, "You’re a fool for throwing away everything you ever had. You should have fought harder, Sesshoumaru."
"Let go of me, hanyou," Sesshoumaru said as he tried to wrench his hand away. Inuyasha's grip tightened as he pulled Sesshoumaru toward him. "Release me, hanyou." Sesshoumaru said angrily as he raised his free hand.
Inuyasha caught his wrist before he could land the blow. "Did you forget something, Sesshoumaru? I still own you, and your not allowed to strike me." Inuyasha smirked as he pulled Sesshoumaru even closer. "Stand still," he whispered as he released one of Sesshoumaru's trapped wrists, and slid his free hand around the back of Sesshoumaru's neck.
"Stop, hanyou," Sesshoumaru ground out in a panicked yell, "What are you doing?"
"I don't want to owe you anything, Sesshoumaru." His breath ghosted over Sesshoumaru's wounds making him quake, "just think of it as me paying you back." Inuyasha suppressed a quiver of excitement as he let his mouth close over the wounds. There was something almost sensual about the taste of Sesshoumaru's blood. It was somewhat intoxicating, instead of coppery, it tasted sweet, like honey. Inuyasha pulled Sesshoumaru close enough to feel his frantic pants drift across Inuyasha's neck. He ignored the gentle puffs of air as he continued to let his tongue lap the delicate, broken skin. He could feel the vibrant hum of Sesshoumaru's heart against his tongue. This rhythm the only proof that his icy brother was, indeed, alive. His heartbeat thrummed faster as Inuyasha's teeth brush against the juncture of his neck.
"Enough, Inuyasha." Maeko cried pulling him away from Sesshoumaru. The blood on Sesshoumaru's collarbone still remained, but the wounds on his neck had vanished. Inuyasha slid his fingers off of the back of Sesshoumaru's neck slowly letting each digit run across his pulse point. Sesshoumaru was breathing hard, his eyes unfocused. Rage and fear warred in the depths of his eyes.
"Sesshou..." Maeko lifted her hand slowly. Sesshoumaru batted it away.
"Don't touch me," he growled. His eyes turned to Inuyasha the rigid, cool now affixed in their depths, "If you ever think to touch me in such a manner again, hanyou, beads or no, I will rend you in half."
Inuyasha huffed, "don't act like I want to touch you, moron. I was just paying you back."
"Paying him back for what," Maeko asked staring between the two.
"Sesshoumaru healed me before. Unlike him, I own up to my obligations.
Maeko turned to stare at Sesshoumaru. "I see," she smirked a little, "That method is generally used in dire situations, Inuyasha, only when other means of treatment aren't available, but they are available here. I have the means of treating complex wounds, please be aware of that before you try this again."
"Don't worry," Inuyasha said, "There won't be a repeat performance unless you do something stupid again." He snickered at Sesshoumaru. Sesshoumaru growled slightly before marching away.
Maeko stared at the fire for a moment before asking in a small voice, "If I hadn't come out here, what would you have done to Sesshoumaru?"
"I don't know what you mean," Inuyasha exclaimed nervously his eyes drifting to his hands. "I wouldn't have done anything."
"Is that true," she asked her voice growing serious, "you felt no urge at all." His eyes snapped up to meet hers. She could see the apprehension in their honeyed glow. "It's alright, Inuyasha. Whatever it is, you shouldn't fear telling me."
"I...,"Inuyasha voice faltered into a croak. He cleared his throat, his hands now clenched into fists and started again, "I felt like I wanted to ruin him. Like I was the master now, and hurting him would make up for all the torture I'd been through." Inuyasha's voice caught as he took in a ragged gasp. He ran a shaking hand over his face. "What have they turned me into," he cried out. A tear escaped the corner of his eye. "I've never wanted to hurt someone so much, Maeko. I wanted to..."
Maeko placed a hand on his shoulder and squeezed gently. "Inuyasha, whatever you felt, I know you are not like them. Your concern for Sesshoumaru proves that."
"When I saw the blood," he explained, "It woke me up somehow. Seeing that pain made me realize how horrible my thoughts were. How disgusting I am."
Maeko knelt beside him and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. "You aren’t disgusting, Inuyasha. You have a conscience. I don't believe you would have hurt Sesshoumaru."
"I wish I could be as confident."
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