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Five Days Sequel	By : Saranwyn Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 7365 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Tsukiko!” InuYasha called into the garden. His ten year old daughter turned her head towards him, her ears swiveling. Her eyes were almost white, they were so pale, just slightly tinted in gold. She had gotten markings, much like her father’s, except all dark blue, and on her forehead, instead of having a crescent, she had a sunburst. (A/N: Just like her great-grandfather, for those of you reading my Legend of Atsushi story.) Like Sesshoumaru, she had slash marks on her cheeks, biceps, forearms, waist, and thighs. All in all, InuYasha thought she was about the most perfect, beautiful person he’d ever laid eyes on. Truly, she was the light of his life.
“Yes?” she replied.
“Your father’s waiting for you in the courtyard.”
“He’s early.”
“Yes, he is.” She made two bounds and jumped up onto the balcony rail, landing crouched there. By this time, even sightless, she’d memorized every inch of the palace.
“Why don’t you ever train me?” she asked plaintively.
“Sesshoumaru knows how to a lot better, and he’s probably a better swordsman than I am. He’s had a lot more training and a lot more time to practice. Besides, we do train, just not the same way. It’s just more fun, my way.” She laughed and darted off to go find Sesshoumaru. InuYasha followed her. He loved watching her train with his brother. She was so full of life and energy, and she flung herself whole-heartedly into everything she did. The demon lord was waiting in the courtyard, a practice bamboo sword in his hand. He tossed one at Tsukiko, and she caught it. The two of them assumed fighting positions and the lessons began.
“Lord InuYasha,” a servant murmured, approaching him. “There is a letter here for you.” The Hanyou took it and opened it. It was from Sango and Miroku. Both were in their late thirties, now. He’d forgotten how swiftly human lives passed. The letter was purely conversational, inviting him out to their place whenever he could make it – when he wasn’t too busy running a palace. It talked about how their children were growing up and the joys of living in relative peace. It hardly sounded like the same people he’d known. A lump welled up in his throat. How far apart they’d grown. He’d meant to stay with them until the end, but now it was like they barely even knew each other.
“InuYasha,” Sesshoumaru’s voice broke him from his own thoughts. Both he and Tsukiko had become still and were turned towards him. The young girl made it up to the balcony he stood on in two bounds.
“Daddy?” she whispered. “I smell salt. Why are you crying?” It was only then that InuYasha realized there were tears on his cheeks. He smiled and picked her up.
“It’s nothing, Tsukiko.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and licked away his tears, fastening her legs around his waist.
“But I can smell it…and your breath is a little shallower than usual,” she protested.
“I’m sorry. Don’t worry about it, okay?” He set her down, again. “Um…why don’t you continue your lesson with Sesshoumaru some other time, okay?” Her face pulled into a worried frown, but she obeyed nonetheless and ran off. In an instant, Sesshoumaru was beside InuYasha.
“What was that letter about? Why did it upset you? Who sent it?” he demanded.
“It was just Sango and Miroku.”
“…And?”
“Well, I just realized…how distant we’ve gotten.” Sesshoumaru blinked in surprise. He’d halfway expected that one of them had keeled over and died. “They want us to visit.”
“You mean they want you to visit. They don’t know about Tuskiko and they don’t like me.” InuYasha shrugged.
“I just realized…I mean, none of us…are the same people we were, when we parted. I always thought we’d be close, you know, but…” Sesshoumaru felt that pull at his heart that only InuYasha could cause, and he sighed sadly.
“I’m sorry.”
“Not your fault. I mean, it’s…it’s got nothing to do with you. I could’ve kept in contact, but I…I haven’t.”
“No, Yasha. It is my fault. You were so close with them, because you had no one else, and I came and I showed you a world where you didn’t need them as much. I made you realize…that you don’t belong in their world…whether that was better for you or not. This was inevitable, ever since I took you back in. I didn’t mean to pull you apart from your friends – not consciously anyways – but I did. And the worst bit is that I…I can’t regret it. The truth is, when I think of you being with them, like you used to, I get terrified that you’ll forget me. So even if I should have, I never made any effort to keep you connected with them.”
“It wasn’t your job, Sessh. It was something I should’ve done, if I wanted it. And I wouldn’t trade you for them…ever. I truly am glad that you took me in. I can’t imagine life without you, anymore. I just wish…I wish I hadn’t let go of them, when I grabbed onto you.”
“Are you going to go visit them?”
“Y-yeah, I think we should”
“We?”
“Yeah. All of us. As a family. If that’s okay with you.” The demon lord nodded, running his fingers through his mate’s hair.
“Alright.”
“Kami, I feel like a horrible friend. I never…I mean, I never told them about Tsukiko or anything.”
“They didn’t tell you about their wedding or child.”
“So? I just…I didn’t think we’d end up like this.” Sesshoumaru wrapped his arms around his younger brother, hugging him tightly against his chest. In a few decades, they’ll be just fading memories…I hope then your pain can end. You really…never belonged in their world, but me and those like me…we forced you into it. I am sorry, he thought remorsefully.
“Should we get ready to go then?” the older brother asked softly. The half demon nodded and the two of them went to get their daughter. InuYasha changed into his Fire Rat Robe and Sesshoumaru into his traditional armor. Both took their swords and went to get their daughter.
“Tsukiko,” InuYasha called softly. “We’re going for a trip.” She scampered across the garden to him.
“Really? Why?”
“There are some old friends of mine I want you to meet. Sango and Miroku – I told you about them, remember?”
“I can meet them? Really?!” She grinned.
“It’s a bit of a journey, but I’m sure Sesshoumaru could give us a ride.” The child giggled happily. Her father, on occasion, would transform into his dog form and let her ride on his shoulders. InuYasha had ridden a few times like that, but only in dire circumstances – usually if he’d been wounded in battle – though he secretly enjoyed that mode of transportation. The demon lord now glanced critically over at his mate, feigning a stern frown.
“Please?” Tsukiko piped up.
“Well, if my daughter asks so nicely,” Sesshoumaru relented. “Good behavior should be rewarded, so I guess it’s alright.” The three of them went out into the forest beyond the palace gates, where Sesshoumaru transformed. InuYasha scooped up Tsukiko and leapt up to settle them both on his mate’s shoulders. He curled his fingers into the long, soft, white fur, bent down, and buried his face into its warmth, inhaling deeply. Without warning, the dog demon leapt forward, taking off towards the Bone Eater’s Well…
“Demons,” the boy whispered. Both Sango and Miroku glanced at him. Their son was still in training, but he was very good at sensing demons, even though he was only ten. Sango nodded.
“And powerful ones at that,” she commented. Miroku stood, glancing out in the direction of the oncoming auras.
“Sango, that’s…That’s InuYasha,” he commented, his eyes going wide with realization. The monk’s son tilted his head curiously.
“The InuYasha you two tell me about?” he asked.
“Yes, it is,” the hunter replied. “And it would seem he’s bringing his brother.” That’s when the huge, white dog came sprinting into view. He skidded to a halt outside the town, so InuYasha and his daughter could dismount. He then transformed back into his human form.
“Hey, Sango, Miroku. I…I – um – got your letter,” he muttered, taking a step towards them. “And I…ah…I want to introduce my daughter, Tsukiko.” The hunter’s jaw hit the ground, and Miroku almost fainted. “Tsukiko, these are Miroku and Sango, go say hi…” Her ears twitched and sightless, pale eyes roamed searchingly. Then, she made her way over to the hunter.
*Remember,* Sesshoumaru barked in the Inu tongue. *You are a InuYoukai Princess – act like it.* She smiled sweetly at the hunter.
“Please kneel.”
“What?” Sango asked, incredulous. Tsukiko grabbed the woman’s hand and pulled down – hard. The unexpected force, yanked her off balance and the older woman fell to her knees. Now those childlike hands sought the woman’s face, feeling every curve.
“I want to see you,” the child explained. Miroku gaped at the girl.
“You’re blind,” Sango whispered.
“That’s what they tell me,” Tsukiko replied, stepping back. “My name is Tsukiko – and you must be Sango the demon hunter.” She now turned to Miroku, who bent for her to feel his face. “Miroku…I’ve heard so much about both of you.” She retreated back behind Sesshoumaru’s legs.
“You…you have a daughter,” Miroku breathed. “We didn’t even know that you were pregnant.”
“I know,” InuYasha replied. “I’m sorry for never telling you and falling out of contact, but…I guess I just…”
“I get it. We both got busy and…let things go,” Miroku replied gently. “Why don’t you three come in?” They all went inside, and the monk put on a pot of tea. “How have you guys been?” he asked.
“Well, things calmed down…finally. Those idiots on the council have finally accepted me and Tsukiko – or at least the fact that they can’t get rid of us.”
“Did they not accept you right away, because of Sesshoumaru?” Sango asked.
“Nah, they…they fought it pretty hard for a while. But, um, can I meet your son?”
“That’s right. Come here, Hirokin. The boy, who had stayed firmly behind his mother’s legs, now came forward. In an instant, Tsukiko was in front of him, her hands on his face. He yelped in surprise.
“Why are you scared?” she asked. He cringed.
“You’re a demon,” he replied simply. “Demons can’t be trusted.” She grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at her.
“Our families are friends,” she told him sternly. “Daddy told me to be nice to you, though Father said I can be as mean to you as I want as long as it’s all words. Because your parents helped Daddy, I’ll be nice to you, so you don’t have to be scared.” (A/N: Daddy=InuYasha, Father=Sesshoumaru)
“Why do you have two dads, and I have a mom and a dad?” Sango blushed bright red, but before she could reprimand her son, Tsukiko was replying.
“Because demons can do that, and humans can’t.” She backed away from him. “Can I go explore?” she asked her parents.
“Why doesn’t Hirokin show you the garden?” Miroku suggested. “Don’t worry, we can trust these demons.” The young boy nodded solemnly and took Tsukiko’s hand.
“I don’t need you to hold my hand,” the princess pointed out, pulling away. “I can follow you on sound and scent alone.”
“…Oh.” He led her away, and she followed.
“Thank you for coming…both of you,” Miroku sighed, pouring all four of the adults tea. “We really are sorry that it took this long.”
“As are we,” Sesshoumaru replied unenthusiastically. They all sat, sipping their tea. The demon lord listened uninterestedly as they chatted and caught up with each other. Suddenly, both demons tipped their heads and stood.
“What is it?” Sango asked. InuYasha’s eyes narrowed.
“I think this town isn’t as enlightened as you are,” Sesshoumaru replied, exiting the hut with his mate and their friends in tow. They went to the town where they found Hirokin was standing between Tsukiko and two teens. The demon princess laid her hand on his shoulder.
“Such idiocy doesn’t merit a response,” she informed him, doing her best impression of her father. “They can’t hurt me.”
“Well, I won’t let them get the chance!” Hirokin declared. “She’s our friend!” he told the teenagers. “Not all demons are bad, and these ones are my parents’ friends!”
“Demons have tried over and over to destroy our town; how can you defend one, now?”
“This is InuYasha’s daughter, and he saved this town more than once!”
“Excuse me,” Sesshoumaru interrupted. The teens paled and took a step back. “Please leave my family alone.” He glided forward, and they ran off.. “Thank you, Hirokin, for coming to my daughter’s defense.” The boy shied away a little bit.
“Y-you’re welcome, sir,” he replied. “But I…I just thought it was the right thing to do.”
“I didn’t need protecting,” Tsukiko grumbled.
“I know, but a princess should always be gracious of the help offered by others, no matter how unnecessary it is. He was just being kind. Besides, we did not come here to fight. It is best to let the humans resolve their issues within themselves.”
“Right. Thank you, Hirokin, you are a loyal subject,” the girl revised, again mimicking her father. He blinked and then smiled a little.
“Come on, Princess,” he urged. “I really want to show you the well.” Tsukiko looked up at Sesshoumaru.
“Can I go?”
“Of course.” The two of them ran off. The demon lord followed at a distance, just to keep an eye on them, while the other three walked off together. He never fit in with InuYasha and his friends, anyways.
That night, they spent the night with Miroku and Sango. When everyone else went to sleep, InuYasha and Sesshoumaru went out to wander the woods. The older demon smiled, linking his fingers with his younger brother’s.
“Are you glad we came?” he asked quietly.
“Yeah. Yeah I am.”
“I guess that’s good, then. It seems Hirokin and Tsukiko get along as well as can be expected.”
“Thank you, Sessh…for coming with me. I know you don’t like it here…that it’s uncomfortable for you and that no one here really likes or trusts you.” The Hanyou leaned up onto his toes to kiss him softly. The older demon let out a soft sigh of contentment, deepening the kiss. “I love you,” InuYasha breathed. The older brother let out a low growl, pinning InuYasha against a nearby tree.
“Oh, I know,” he purred, pressing their mouths together, again. Tongues twisted together, toying and exploring each other’s mouths for the millionth time. “I love you, too…so much.” InuYasha whined eagerly, his hand coming up to stroke the slashes on his mate’s cheek. “Ohhhhh, yesssssss,” Sesshoumaru hissed, grabbing his mate’s waist and hoisting him up against the tree. The demon lord caught the younger’s lower lip between his teeth, nibbling on it gently. He smiled devilishly as he felt InuYasha’s fingers tug deftly on the ties of his armor. “You’ve gotten…so much better at untying my armor,” he panted.
“Well, I’ve had ten years of practice.” Within minutes they were both undressed and on the ground. InuYasha rolled so he was on top of his brother, straddling him.
“Mmm…looks like this trip isn’t turning out so bad, after all,” the InuYoukai chuckled, his hands coming to rest on his mate’s hips.
“Consider this my thanks for coming without complaint,” the younger replied a little breathlessly as he lifted himself up onto his knees to position himself over his mate. His hand trailed down to stroke the slashes on Sesshoumaru’s waist, causing his eyes to roll back in his head in pleasure. “After all. Good behavior…should always be rewarded.” He slid down onto his mate’s manhood, groaning his relief. Sesshoumaru choked back a moan.
“Kami, Yasha…you’re so tight…just like your first time.” The Hanyou lifted up and came back down, slowly at first, then faster. The demon lord sat up to kiss him deeply. “Y-you’re amazing.”
“S-Sessh…Kami, Sessh…ahhh…” InuYasha whimpered, completely inarticulate through the pleasure coursing through him. The older brother flipped them suddenly so he could drive hard and fast into his mate. Their breaths came in deep, heaving gasps as their lips skimmed with every thrust. The younger writhed and moaned beautifully, arching and gasping. Rough, calloused fingers curled into long, silky hair, tugging none-too-gently. Sesshoumaru relished in the almost-pain, allowing it to carry him higher, until he could barely see with ecstasy. “S-so close,” InuYasha whined.
“Come for me,” Sesshoumaru hissed, pounding harder into his mate’s prostate. “Come for me, now.” InuYasha howled his pleasure, and Sesshoumaru was not far behind with a feral growl. Teeth sunk into flesh as they reformed the mating mark over again. They rocked together, slowly coming down from their highs until they just lay, panting on the forest floor. Sesshoumaru pulled out of his mate and lay down beside him. He wrapped his arms around the younger and they fell into a blissful sleep.
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