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Broken Promises	By : cryptica Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 19562 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 15

“Leave?” Her brain stuttered to a halt on that one word.
Kanna hissed in annoyance as the girl just continued to sit there in the dirt. “Hurry you ungrateful child, Kohaku can’t hold the gate open much longer as the last of the Shikon’s energy is fading fast.”
She pulled herself up from the ground and looked into the well and saw the familiar swirl of lavender light. Still she hesitated looking to her long time friend. “Sango?”
“Go Kagome it’s your only chance.” Sango smiled brokenly at her. “At least someone should have their heart’s desire granted.”
Nodding she climbed onto the lip of the well taking one last look around. Can I just leave them? Leave him? The image of Inuyasha cradled lovingly in Sesshomaru’s arms after the battle slapped her in the face again. There’s nothing for me here now. “Say goodbye to everyone for me Sango.”
Kanna turned bringing her mirror up in defense as a frantic rustling burst from the dark forest. “Kagome don’t leave me!” The little fox demon yelled as he jumped into Kagome’s arms knocking them both into the well in a flash of light.
With a groan Kohaku fell exhausted to his knees at the foot of the well the Shikon’s energy depleted with the completion of the transfer. He smiled up at his mate, tired but please he could help his sister before leaving. Movement over her shoulder caught his eye sending a shaft of fear through him as a feeling of hate empty of life emerged from the forest.
“Miroku you came.” Sango got up and went over to the silent monk. “There wasn’t time for Kagome to wait to say goodbye to her friends directly.” Her heart ached as he still wouldn’t look at her.
“Come Kohaku we need to go before Naraku returns from battle.” Kanna helped her mate up and walking backwards to keep her eyes on her Lord’s enemies she called forth a mist from her mirror to cloak them from the empty eyes of the monk as they melted back into the gloomy forest.
“I don’t like the sound of that Miroku.” Sango shuddered at the thought of Inuyasha out there alone with only Sesshomaru to help him against Naraku and his demons. “Do you think we should follow them?”
He felt a grin slash his lips as he nodded the bubbles of laughter stirring in his chest at her question. “Yes, let’s put an end to this.”
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“Feh, of course the little toad is no where to be found when he could actually be useful.” He growled and backtracked from another wrong turn. Taking a deep breath to recapture the scent of food he followed it to the left and down a short stone corridor and entered a kitchen its large space clean and empty of servants. “Next time he can get his own damn rice balls.”
"Just admit it he has us wrapped around his finger already, see your even collecting his favorites." His demon purred.
“Don’t be delusional of course they put aside most of the food he likes they’re his servants.” He made an effort to ignore the snickering of his demon in the background of his thoughts. Ever since waking from the wounds from his battle with Naraku the voice of his demon seemed to get clearer in his mind.
Even answering it aloud didn’t seem strange. It was like a part of himself that had always been there but never heard clearly. So this is the source of the calm confidence Sesshomaru’s always had in battle. The knowledge that the mating energy was responsible for fixing this broken connection and purging the human blood driving his demon insane was tempered and soothed in the calm power of his now centered demon soul. The feeling of acceptance and playful happiness from his demon mirrored the still raw emotions swirling in the back of his mind from the recent merging with his mate. His mind backed away from that thought not yet ready to face the enormity of trust and faith his mate shared with him in that one blinding moment of pure pleasure.
Dumping the food he’d rummaged up onto a serving tray he looked around for a wineskin of the stuff his mate had drank at the party. His demon snickered again. So I may have kept track of what he ate and drank. It’s nothing to laugh over. He breathed a sigh as he found the wineskins hanging from a rafter near the open door to the back gardens. “I’ll just have to make do...”
He stuttered to a stop as a fleeting blur of white caught his eye from atop the castle’s far wall. The wineskin plopped to the ground at his feet forgotten as he darted to the open door. “It couldn’t be Naraku.” Walking to the edge of the wooden deck he scanned the gardens, scenting the cool night air he detected no trace of Naraku’s foul scent or miasma, only the faint note of jasmine flowers lingered. “Feh, he’s obsessed with that jasmine stuff.”
"Open the link anyway, call for Sesshomaru, even if it turns out to be nothing." His demon urged.
His eyes swept back and forth over the midnight quiet gardens, his hand itching for Tetsusaiga that he left in Sesshomaru’s bedroom. Gritting his teeth at the thought of having to call for help he slowly opened the link anyway, no matter what the others thought he wasn’t stupid enough to go charging after such a dangerous enemy with out Tetsusaiga. **Sesshomaru** He sent his mate’s name thru the link not really sure how he was to use the link to send a message as he turned back to the kitchen. Hope this works Myoga said speech through the link would take years to perfect.
Blinding pain stuck the back of his head hurling him through the doorway to crash limply into a stack of ivory plates their shattering the last thing he could hear as the darkness swallowed him.
**Sesshomaru**
The call was crudely faint just tickling his thoughts. **Inuyasha?** He waited, pausing in reading a scroll of the castle accounts as he lounged in bed. The fact his mate didn’t reply could be explained as inexperience in using the link but it didn’t explain the sudden gut certainty slithering thru his stomach that something was wrong with his mate. He was up and out the door before the scroll hit the floor.
His sudden appearance stirred up a breeze that clattered the copper pots hanging from the rafters together in the quite emptiness of the kitchen. Food on the counter but no Inuyasha, a sharp pain in his foot brought his darting eyes to the floor where shards of broken ivory bit into his flesh. The message was a vivid bloody red wound on the floor.
“Your mate’s death will assuage the dishonor done to Ryukotsusei and my ancestors, Sweetness.”
His eyes bleed to red at the scent of his mate’s blood, turning he strode out of the kitchen to gather his weapons.

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Fire licked across his back in a strip of stinging agony as Naraku’s whip tasted the bared flesh of his back again. The bite of the whip an unending agony of pain since he’d awoke chained to a tree. His claws dug into the bark of the tree as his teeth clenched around the screams fighting to get out. The slight irritation of splinters scraping his cheek and naked chest easily forgotten in the rush of blazing pain as the whip cut across previous bloody welts.
**Sess…** “Ahh!!!” He screamed as he lost focus unable to hold the pain in and access the link at the same time as another flick bit into his flesh.
“Hmm. Twenty lashes, I must admit I thought you’d be screaming like a bitch after ten.”
The crunch of footsteps came closer as he panted into ruff bark, eyes closed tight against the tears.
“Yummy, your tears are just as sweet as your brother’s.”
He flinched away, his eyes snapping open at the slimy wet stroke of his enemy’s tongue across his cheek, disgust wracking his body with dry heaves. “No one else touches me!” He spat out.
“Yes, so I’ve heard before.” He gouged the whip handle into a deep open lash wound a smile stretching his lips at the howl of pain. “Funny isn’t it how I just keep on beating your ass.”
He sagged against the tree as the pain and footsteps retreated. There has to be a way out. I can’t let him use me as bate for Sesshomaru. He blinked the tears from his eyes and scanned the darkness around him. He could only see a desolate land and the ruins of a once great castle in the distance. No sound of human life disturbed the grave like stillness of the night. Why didn’t he take me to his castle?
“Let’s see how many more lashes it takes before my Sweetness comes to rescue you.” Leather hissed thru the air.
His claws sank deeper into the bark, anger at the endearment Naraku gave his mate overriding the pain of the next whiplash.
“Don’t let him distract us with anger.” His demon’s calm voice cut thru the rage. “If we dig into the bark of the tree under the chains we should be able to carve out enough to put some slack in the chains holding us to the tree and wiggle free.”
Sure easy for you to say. He thought as another lash seared into his back his claws spasming uselessly against the bark as pain shuddered thru his body. “Ah,” His voice cracked and the throbbing fire of his back was hard to ignore as he tried to distract Naraku. “I thought you’d be more concerned about your own mate.” He called out hoping to slow on slot of pain.
“Oh I am,” his arm sent the whip slicing thru the air again. “I think I’ll wrap Sesshomaru’s bloody heart in green silk as a gift for Kohaku, he does so love the color green.”
He clenched his eyes against the pain forcing his claws to keep digging into the tree. “Your mate is alive and the Shikon jewel no longer a prize to be won between us yet you’re here for useless revenge.” The scream of fury was all the warning he got as the whip shredded his back in a rain of blows. His legs collapsed from the pain only the chain holding him to the tree kept him upright as he wept openly the pain so intense he couldn’t even draw breath to scream.
“Useless!” He panted as he strode up to the tree, throwing the blood soaked whip to the ground he grabbed a handful of Inuyasha’s hair wrenching his head back to look into his enemy’s pain glazed eyes. “Is it useless to want back what your father stole from my family!” He slammed Inuyasha’s face into the tree releasing his hair. Calling miasma to his hand he stoked the poison into the raw bloody flesh of Inuyasha’s back. A shiver of pleasure skittered down his spine at the howls of pain filling the empty land.
He leaned close as screams dissolved into strangled whimpers. “Is it useless to want revenge against his sons and wipe out of existence his family like he did mine?” He whispered in Inuyasha’s furry ear. “And let’s not forget your own sin in this matter of killing Ryukotsusei whom my family worshiped and the only one to stand against your father when he came to claim our land for himself.” He patted Inuyasha’s tear damp cheek as he sobbed into the ruff bark of the tree.
“You lie!” He shook his head dislodging Naraku’s hand as he fought against the sobs, willing breath into his lungs. “If you wanted to kill his sons than why have you been trying to get Sesshomaru to side with you?”
“Had you been more than the bastard child of a disgraced whore of a human your mother’s noble family may have educated you in the arts of war and the two rules I took to heart: Keep your friends close and your enemies closer and don’t waste energy or man power fighting two enemies when you can get your enemies to kill each other.”
“I’ll kill you!” Great chunks of bark splintered under his claws as he fought to get free. “How dare you call my mother a whore. You were nothing but a petty bandit Onigumo”
“Ah, so you know that name.” He smiled as he licked blood from his fingers. “I try not to dwell on my misspent youth.”
“Your…” The words died in his mouth as something slithered around and up his calf. His eyes locked with Naraku’s as he leaned casually against the tree one hand braced against the tree as he slowly sucked his index finger of his other hand, the digit leaving his mouth with a wet pop.
“Yum, though I do miss the raping and the pillaging.” More tentacles slowly slithered out from under the white baboon pelt, “especially the raping.”
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