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Sweet Surrender	By : inumom Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 7748 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: No, they�re not mine, but I can dream, can�t I?

19. Meeting the In-Law

Only two days after our return home we decided to leave for Sesshoumaru�s palace to fulfill the commitment we had made to my mother to consult with the taiyoukai before conducting the youkai marking ritual. I had taken the first of the pregnancy tests, but it had come back negative. Maybe it was simply too early for an accurate test, or maybe it wouldn�t be accurate with a hanyou�s child.
Since we estimated that it would take us maybe five or six days to arrive at our destination, we thought that it would be best to begin as soon as possible. If, as I had been warned, my safety--and that of our pup--depended on our completing the ritual, I was more than eager to get it over and done with.
On the third night out from the village, I was awakened by a pinprick on the side of my neck. Slapping at the source of the irritation, I was surprised to find that my hand held the slightly flattened form of Myouga-jiichan. My mate, however, understood instantly, and snarled at the flea youkai, gripping him firmly between thumb and forefinger. �What the hell are you doing here, Jiji?�
The little youkai had always reminded me of a particularly stuffy history teacher I had once had. �You are traveling to your brother�s palace, are you not? To complete the ritual?� At the hanyou�s silent nod, he continued, �Then you will need me to confirm that the claiming was done according to tradition.�
I could feel the heat rising in my face, and turned away slightly in embarrassment. The embarrassment was not, however, only due to the flea youkai�s intrusion--I had been traveling in a state of near-constant arousal for more than three days , ever since our return home. For some reason that I had yet to discover, my mate had refused to touch me for the entire time.
As much as I hated to admit it, I was rapidly turning into a sex fiend. Since we were married by the human custom, I had developed a taste for the constant attention I had been receiving. Realizing that the two would be discussing the plans for the ceremony for some time to come, I shifted my position to sit a little closer to the fire so that I could read a few more pages in the book I had purchased about the changes I would be undergoing between now and the time we had our son--or daughter.
Granted that things would probably not go precisely according to the book, as I rather doubted that any of the women used as case studies had had hanyou mates, but I still believed that it could be a useful guide in maintaining my health and that of our pup.
I had already skimmed through most of the basic material, and was reading a section of questions and answers that most new parents-to-be had. Reading quietly for a few minutes, I suddenly sat straight up, the cover dropping down around my hips, and the book closing with a decisive snap. Noticing that the two were still oblivious, deep in their conversation, I lay back down, satisfied that I had found the information that I would need to secure the cooperation of my stubborn, infuriating, but utterly adorable hanyou.
With a decidedly predatory smile, I dropped off to sleep.

*

I had never thought about what kind of place Sesshoumaru might have lived in. If I had bothered to consider the matter at all, I suppose I would have thought of a sort of �den� carved out of a mountainside, or some kind of a cold, sterile castle. The actual fact of the matter couldn�t have been more different.
When we emerged from the surrounding forest the first thing I saw was a huge wall of cut stone that had to be five or six meters high. Just off to our left was a gate made of massive wooden beams--oak, I think--richly carved with designs that seemed to tell a story. The left side of the gate showed scenes of battles among youkai. I thought I recognized Menomaru, the Chinese moth youkai who had nearly destroyed the world almost a year ago, and Ryuukotsusei, the dragon youkai who had given my mate�s father his mortal wound. At the top of the gateway stood a carved white jade figure of what I could only assume was my late father-in-law in his natural demon form. The right-hand side of the gate was decorated with what had to be scenes of court life in the house of some powerful human nobleman. There were scenes of banquets, a beautiful but sad woman standing in a garden, that same woman standing in the arms of a gloriously handsome man, and finally, the woman and an infant. This explained the second figure standing at the top of the gate--a carved likeness of this same woman worked in a deep, rosy-pink stone.
I turned questioning eyes to my mate. With a shrug, he said only, �This is my gate,� and rested his hands on the two doors, which silently swung inward at his touch. �Nobody else can use it.�
Rather than stepping through the portal, he moved aside to allow me an unobstructed view of the courtyard within. Although the space was crossed with a number of stone paths, the remainder of the area consisted of small gardens, pools, and fountains. �Sesshoumaru lives here?!?�
The tiny flea youkai was hopping up and down on my shoulder, trying to get my attention. My lover turned to me, his eyes glowing in the shadow of the massive wall. �It�s not really so surprising, you know,� he murmured. �This was our father�s main house, after all, and as the eldest son he inherited everything.� I was surprised to note that his voice held no resentment.
�And you don�t mind?�
He shook his head, his silvery hair swirling around his lean figure. �I used to. At one time all I cared about was claiming a share of my father�s inheritance. That�s why I originally wanted to be fully youkai--so I could come back and kick my brother�s girly ass out of here.�
We all turned at the cool voice that spoke right behind me. �Is that any way to speak of the head of the family, brother?�
I turned and jumped in a single motion, not quite able to stifle the squeal of surprise. Instead of making the expected move to attack, the youkai lord simply inhaled deeply a few times, then said, �Report.�
The tiny voice was clear enough. �It is true, Sesshoumaru-sama. They have mated according to the human ritual. Shortly thereafter, Inuyasha-sama claimed his mate. They have not yet held the marking ritual: Kagome-sama�s mother insisted that they consult with you as head of the family first.�
The tall youkai turned expectant eyes to his half-brother. To my complete surprise, my hanyou bowed his head slightly. His words had an almost ritual sound. �I have claimed this bitch as mine. As leader of my clan, I ask permission to continue with the marking.�
The youkai�s cool gaze flickered in my direction briefly. �And what value does this bitch bring to the clan?�
My mate raised eyes of molten gold to mine for a moment before answering. �This bitch is a powerful miko--the most powerful of her kind to exist for hundreds of years, a warrior priestess who can bring a whole new kind of power to the family.�
With an almost imperceptible nod, the youkai moved. In a blur of motion he was standing behind me, his hand, glowing green with the poison of his claws, pressing lightly into my side just below the ribs. �What do you say, bitch?�
I fought to remain calm. I couldn�t be sure, of course, but this felt like some kind of test, almost like what Jiichan had done when we had first announced our intentions to become mates. �We have chosen each other, Sesshoumaru. We came here out of respect for both of our traditions. We are prepared to hold the ritual. We would like to have your approval, but we are determined to proceed with or without it.�
The taiyoukai stepped back, then turned to the massive doors leading into the huge structure. When neither of us moved, he turned back. �I thought that you were prepared to hold the ritual. Do you intend to do so out here?�
Inuyasha looked up suddenly, blinking in a kind of confusion. Sesshoumaru moved with a silky glide in the direction of the palace. Gathering me to him with a glance, my mate followed his elder brother. We passed through a maze of what seemed to be endless corridors, stopping only when we reached a heavy wooden door decorated with a silver plaque featuring a cluster of orchids in high relief.
The taiyoukai paused before the door, gesturing at the closed portal. �This chamber has been prepared for your arrival. If you require anything else, the servants will see to your needs.�
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