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A Mate for Sesshoumaru
This chapter is dedicated to my 600th reviewer:
SAM
Pairing: Sesshoumaru/Inuyasha
Disclaimer: The characters of InuYasha are not mine; they are the property of
Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any
money from the writing of this story.
W A R N I N G:
This is about male pregnancy (possibly) and male/male relationships which
includes incest. I’m letting you know now what the
relationships WILL contain. So, if you are AGAINST such pairings,
please find something else more to your liking, you have been warned.
Flames will be ignored
This chapter is not beta-read.
Please excuse any and all mistakes.
Vocabulary: Mamori (n) – 1. Protection, Defense, Defence.
Special thank you to:
those who have read but didn’t review, I hope you had enjoyed the story thus
far.
Enjoy!
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Chapter 19: Second Gift
A feast was being celebrated in
Inuyasha’s honor for his fiftieth birthday, since the actual day had already
past. The village spared no expense as paper lanterns lite the main pathway
directing people to the center of where the festivities will commence and
torches were set about the dining area as a large roaring fire cast an orange
glow around the immediate tables with a rather plump wild boar roasting on a
slow turning spit.
The older women gathered flowers
from the near-by field to make center pieces for the tables and colorful
garnishments for the food, while young maidens cheerfully danced about as
rhythmic drums rung out shattering the stillness of the coming night.
But one lone figure sat upon his
dwelling, not motived to join in the merry-making as his heart remained heavy
with his mind still on his absent mate.
A month had crept by when Inuyasha
last heard anything from Sesshoumaru. Kyora did manage to lay-to-rest some of
Inuyasha’s fears and doubts regarding Sesshoumaru mating their cousin.
After all, Sesshoumaru’s name was
whispered across the continent as a highly prized Alpha male and many would
seize the opportunity to allied themselves with the Western corner, simply
because Sesshoumaru was perfection, a perfect blend of Inu no Taisho and his
sister, Izumi.
And Inuyasha knew he couldn’t
compete with his half-brother on so many levels. He gave a mirthless chuckle,
Inuyasha didn’t even know how to hold a sword properly let alone use it in
combat.
Nonetheless, Sesshoumaru choose to
mate with him when there were so many more other prosperous proposals to be his
mate; and that thought alone made Inuyasha extremely happy deep down inside.
oOoOoOo
The ceremony didn’t last very long
in Emi’s opinion. Most of the prayers and stages were omitted because Naraku was not of the White Inu
clan, so to accommodate him, a lot was censored. Still, everything else turned
out rather well. However, the first Lady of the South couldn’t help but be
concerned about her only pup.
Days prior to the ceremony, Izumi
summoned her. Upon meeting with her sister-in-law, Emi learned how Kaori begged
Izumi to get her out of mating Naraku, which she
couldn’t do even if wanted too, since the arrangement was between Gorai and Miso. Izumi held no arguing power over either
male as she wasn’t mated to them.
Besides, the Alpha female had no
voice in the arranged matings of offspring—especially
heirs. Emi’s thoughts on delaying what should have been done half a century ago
was racing around in her head. Gorai would be quite
please, she was sure of it as Moriyaku had confirmed
earlier this week. For now, she would make sure that her daughter stayed mated,
even if it’s too her mate’s General’s bastard son.
Wondering over who the mother was;
had been an on-going problem for Emi. She inquired multiple of occasions with
no positive results for her efforts.
Many rumors floated about the
Southern palace that Miso impregnated one of the concubines, other claim that
he’d raped one of the town’s maiden and she was forced to give-up the child and
was sent off to live with distant relatives. Another one told of a torrid
affair that he had with a beautiful princess on one of his campaigns for Lord Gorai. She died during child birth and Naraku
was giving to Miso as he was not of proper birth and could not lay claim to the
princess’ vast kingdom.
Emi dismissed all of the stories,
of course, but the last counting was closer to the truth than she realized.
She was torn from her inner musings when the newly announced
couple casually made their way around the reception hall. Not many were in
attendance due to the delicate nature of the mating, mostly family. Emi glanced
about until her eyes landed on her nephew, who was making his way toward the
door.
oOoOoOo
Lord Sesshoumaru did his duty as the Western Lord’s heir—he
made his presence known to his family indicating his support of the mating. Now
with the ceremony over, he was no longer under any obligation to remain for the
festivities that would continue on well into the night. He silently took his
leave.
Alas, his departure was impeded by his uncle’s mate.
“Lord Sesshoumaru, a word, if you will,” Emi politely asked.
Sesshoumaru inclined his head, granting permission. “Before
you speak any words, Obasan, consider what I say
carefully: Kaori is to stay away from myself and my mate. Should she ignore my
warning, I will kill her, regardless if she’s pupped or not.”
Emi knew Sesshoumaru did not make idle threats. She would
have to drill it into her stubborn daughter’s head to adhere to her cousin’s
wishes.
“I will impart your words on to her.”
“Then speak,” Sesshoumaru commanded, not really caring what
his aunt said.
“I ask only this of you, I do not trust Naraku
or his father for reasons that I cannot explain. Your uncle and I will be
departing for the South at the end of the week. Please just look after Kaori.”
Golden-amber eyes narrowed at what was asked. “I cannot
honor your request. Kaori is the source of my and Inuyasha’s separation. I will
not go against Inuyasha’s wishes by actively protecting another Beta, a rival
of my affections to him, who is neither my mother nor mate.
“While Kaori is my cousin, her well-being is in the hands of
her mate and if Naraku so chooses to be rid of her
after the pup’s birth then so be it. You would be better off talking to my
father, he has more of a caring heart than I—Kaori is of no further use or
concern to me.” With that said, Sesshoumaru walked passed Emi leaving her
staring wide-eyed with shock, he exited the ceremonial hall.
Frustrated beyond the limit of her humility, Emi turned to
join Gorai, only to bump into someone who had been
standing directly behind her.
“I’m not without honor, my lady,” Naraku
said walking back to where he left Kaori, quietly conversing with her father
and Lord Toga leaving Emi flustered at being overheard.
oOoOoOo
Sitting across the path staring silently at Inuyasha’s hut, Miroku and Kouga as well as the
twin priestesses wondered when their friend was going to come out. At one point
in the early morning hours, Sango relayed a message that Inuyasha was not
feeling well and was sleeping. That was six hours ago—the sun was high in the
sky, baking everything.
The group knew something was wrong and decided to figure out
a plan.
“Well, the only solution would be is to inform Lord
Sesshoumaru of Inuyasha’s condition or take Inuyasha home,” Miroku
suggested.
Shaking her head against the ideal, Kagome replied, “no, we can’t force Inuyasha to go home if he doesn’t want
too. There was a reason why he came in the first place or did you forget? Your
first idea is more sound, Miroku—I think we should
tell Sesshoumaru.”
“I do not agree with my sister. I believe Lord Sesshoumaru’s
presence will only make things worse,” Kikyo said,
glaring all the while at Kagome for even suggesting such a thing.
Finally, Kouga gave his input.
“I’m going to have go with the monk on this one.”
“How would you know?” Kikyo
questioned, annoyed at having her suggestion cut down.
“Now just hear me out, Priestess. Lord Sesshoumaru has been
gone for exactly two months. Before then Inuyasha was a
eased with his brother being here. Then their father shows up and makes off
with Lord Sesshoumaru. That next day—Inuyasha is a bit withdrawn. And here we
are weeks later, Inuyasha can’t even leave his hut without being sick or in a
crying fit.”
Once the wolf prince finished his explanation Kikyo deflated somewhat. She couldn’t counter against Kouga’s logic. However any further discussion was brought
to a halt as a messenger walked pass them and headed straight to Inuyasha’s
hut.
Curious, the group of friends bolted to find out what news
the youkai messenger brought.
oOoOoOo
A light-hearted giggle sounded in the stillness of the
bedchamber; then shuffling of bed linen another giggle, before a loud thump
broke the playfulness of the two lovers.
Peaking over the side of the luxurious bed, Izayoi stared at her husband with wide-eyes and small smile
tugging at the edges of her mouth.
“Are you alright, my dearest?” she asked, trying to retain
her concern calm, but not really being that sincere over Toga falling out of
the bed.
“I’m fine, thank-you. Will you be so kind as to help an old
dog back to his feet?” he gently requested as he held out his hand.
Narrowing her eyes somewhat, Izayoi
warily extended her arm to assist her husband back up onto the bed. However,
instead of her pulling Toga to his feet, he in turn gave one powerful yank snatching
Izayoi right from under the warm furs of their bed.
She landed directly on top of him with shriek.
“That was a dirty trick, Toga! How could you?” Izayoi sputtered.
Toga let loose a loud bellow of laughter as the sight of his
wife floundering mid-air was an amusing memory that he would cherish for all
time.
“Oh, come now, my pet, I did not harm you,” he said, running
a clawed finger along her delicate features before bending to capture her lips
in a sensual kiss.
As Toga hands wander from her to the swell of his wife’s
breasts as hasty knock sounded at their chamber door, preventing them from
engaging in further intimate activities.
Growling low in his throat, Toga quickly stood bringing Izayoi with him. She had nothing on save her unbound hair
and with all things considered, Toga would definitely go on a rampage if anyone
caught even a glimpse of bare skin. So, with that in mind, Izayoi
promptly retreated behind her changing shoji to don an evening kimono.
Toga was a little reserved, sliding the shoji open in only
his night robe, which was gapped opened giving their visitor an eye-full of
their lord’s bedroom happenings.
“Forgive the intrusion, my lord, but Healer Moriyaku has requested your presence in birthing chamber at
once,” the young inu servant said, fiercely blushing
at her lord’s state of dress.
“Please let her know that I shall be there momentarily,” he
replied closing the shoji with a soft click. Turning to Izayoi,
he removed his night robe and swiftly dressed in his formal attire.
Once finished, Toga also fastened Tensaiga
at his hip, leaving Izayoi without another word.
To no one other than herself, she said, “Be careful, my
dearest.”
oOoOoOo
Resting comfortably among the many pillows that now adorn
the front room, Inuyasha stirred awake slightly at the timid knock for entry.
He stretched until he heard some of his bones cracked relieving some of the
tension from lying about for so long. He yawned as he slowly rose to his feet.
Tired beyond anything, Inuyasha could not seem to get any
sleep at night and the new moon was several days away.
Pulling back on the thick heavy drape that cover the door,
Inuyasha grumbled, “Yeah, whadya want?” He was
slightly irritated at having his rest time disturb. He didn’t even notice the
gathering of his friends and some of the villagers. It was becoming common
place to find a small crowd waiting just outside his door when a messenger
shows up.
“Lord Inuyasha,” the young inu youkai proclaimed with a low bow.
Glaring, Inuyasha just knew why he was here, as he spied a long
rectangular shape box tucked firmly under his arm. He opened his mouth to say
what was on his mind when his bodyguard stepped with Kirara
growling in her cute petite form, not very menacing to tell the truth. Inuyasha
shook his head at the sight.
“Who are you? And what business do you have with my lord?”
Sango demanded, hand at the ready to swing the Hiraikotsu
should the new comer attempt anything unsavory.
Exhaling a huff of air, Inuyasha smirked. At least he knew
that Sango was on her job and she not there just for show.
“It’s alright, Sango. He’s from my father’s estate. Calm
yourself,” Inuyasha said with approval of her actions dancing in his eyes.
Standing down, if only marginally, Sango remained off to
Inuyasha’s left. Turning his attention back to the youkai,
he asked, “So, how can I help you?”
“Your mate, Lord Sesshoumaru, has sent this gift to you. He
says ‘keep it close and it will never fail you. Treasure it and it will
treasure you. Most of all; use it to not only protect yourself, but others
under your protection.’ May I present to you, your second gift, Mamori, Sword of Protection.”
Everyone ‘oohed’ and ‘awed’ at the magnificent blade. It
measured at least five and a half feet in length, from hilt to the end. The
sword wasn’t too short where Inuyasha had to over extend himself to reach his
opponent nor was the blade too long cause injury or death from being impaled by
an enemy’s weapon. The sword was ‘perfect’.
Inuyasha’s hand trembled as he carefully lifted the weapon
out of carved wooden box. The instant he took hold of the hilt, Inuyasha could
feel the power radiate from the sword up his arm and into his being. It sung as
he cut the air above his head. It hummed as he turned it over to inspect the
design and marveled at the superb craftsmanship.
The kanji was familiar as he’d seen on a few weapons his
father possessed. There on the Tang was the maker’s signature; a huge stream-line
inu in true from with Toutousai’s
name. The pictured inu was of Sesshoumaru. Inuyasha
wondered how long his mate had to pose for Toutousai
to get the exact detail of his youkai form. He openly
smiled thinking of Sesshoumaru getting irritable and taking a bite out of the
old geezer for taking his time in chiseling Sesshoumaru’s image into the metal.
With no other expectation, the messenger parted from his
lord’s youngest to relay the events of how well the gift was received.
oOoOoOo
For the most part, Kaori kept a respectable distance from
her cousin, but every so often she had to be reminded that he was off-limits
lest she would find herself skewered with his claws.
She did take to walking the grounds since her mating to Naraku. He never questioned her whereabouts, he only requested
that she made an appearance for the evening meal then he had no problem what
she did with her time just as long as it didn’t interfere with his daily schedule.
Unlike most mates, Kaori gathered, Naraku
haven’t laid with her since the conception of their pup, which indicated that
he’s bedding some other bitch, but when they retire for the night he smells
strongly of dust, metal and other inu warriors who
safeguard the Western Lands.
However, it never occurred to Kaori that the other
possibility of her mate’s infidelity would be committed with another male.
oOoOoOo
It was late into the night when Izayoi
decided that she was not going to get any sleep until her husband returned. She
left her chambers intended on to go her craft room to work on her present for
her son. After sitting for an hour, Izayoi’s eyes
began to droop with a glassy look to them.
Undetected by her was a faint purple mist.
“Lady Izayoi, I need to know the
whereabouts of the Shikon Jewel.”
Naraku appeared from the cornered
shadows of the chamber. Smiling all the while as the human princess told him
exactly what he wanted to know.
With the desired information, Naraku
opened the windows to dissipate the lingering vapors of his miasma. He also
burned incense for extra measure. It would be quite some time before any Inu would discover that he was ever in the room and Lady Izayoi would have no memory of him being there.
oOoOoOo
The older Western heir contemplated why he had listened to
his step-mother—not that Izayoi gave him improper
advice, no.
The problem Sesshoumaru had was that something as simple as
a sword to give to his mate should have been an idea he should have thought of,
not his mate’s human mother.
Sesshoumaru stopped walking in the open court yard just
outside the front doors leading into his ansteral
home. He really didn’t know much about Inuyasha, which was a vexing dilemma now
since he has had time to evaluate his relationship to his half-brother.
Had he ignored Inuyasha so much that he didn’t know what
where Inuyasha’s basic likes or dislikes? Or what Inuyasha wanted or for that
matter, what Inuyasha needed?
Obviously, Inuyasha needed a sword. They wouldn’t gain Tensaiga or Tentsagia for
centuries (if at all). And if Sesshoumaru was perfectly honest with himself, he
didn’t see using one’s claws in battle as a useless weapon unless it was to
surprise an enemy, if one was to lose his weapon.
Better yet, not to sully the blade with blood if can be
avoided all together—besides, blood was a pain to remove and it was worse if
blood dried on any blade—magical or not. But what else did Sesshoumaru not know
about his baby brother?
Did Inuyasha possess any hidden talents? Such as singing or
playing a musical instrument. Things of that nature would appeal to Inuyasha’s
human self. Sesshoumaru knew Inuyasha liked to play around with his ball but
that was happening less and less.
By human standards, Inuyasha was in the beginning stages of
adulthood, whereas in youkai terms, Inuyasha wouldn’t
be an adult until he was two hundred—one hundred and fifty years from now. And
even then, Inuyasha wouldn’t reach his full potential until he was twice that
age.
Shaking his head negatively, Sesshoumaru was about to mutter
a curse when movement caught his attention. He continued on as if nothing was
out of the ordinary. Until whatever it was made a dash for the barely
noticeable gap in the wall just beyond his mother’s garden.
A servant came running out seconds later from a side door
that leads into the kitchen yelling, passing Sesshoumaru with no notice, almost
colliding into him.
“STOP, THEIF!” she gave up the chase when face with the
stone barrier.
That was all that the Western heir needed to hear. Bolting
over the high wall, Sesshoumaru took off after his prey.
It didn’t take Sesshoumaru long to find his quarry. Walking
slowly through the human village just beyond the palace gates; it was very rare
for the Lord’s eldest son to visit the market let alone mingle with humans. But
here was Sesshoumaru, taking his time meandering his way around vegetable
stalls, garment merchants tables, potter dealers and other various items in
which humans barter for gold and goods.
Sesshoumaru continued on past the boisterous humans as the
musty stench of the human he was tracking was becoming stronger—nearly
overpowering his acute sense of smell.
He gradually entered the human settlement. Huts of different
sizes were scattered about the land that his father allowed for them to care
for. As little the meager homes were it
was enough to protect them from the harsh elements. Crops and stables were
among some of the dwelling, which included a barn with a silo to store harvest
grain.
A small rice patty field was a little further out. Also a
stream teaming with fish as well as a wide range of healthy wild board, deer
and fowl was provided to sustain the human vassals and just beyond the thick
forest was Inuyasha’s Village.
Lord Inu no Taisho’s scent as a
powerful male Alpha was deterrent to all youkai—but
there has been a few to challenge Sesshoumaru’s father. Unfortunately, for them
they only served as gruesome souvenirs, as their head were mounted on spikes
and their bodies strewn across the Western boarders mailed to wooden posts
until only bones remained. This alone warded off human bandits.
It was here where Sesshoumaru locked onto his target. And
that’s when he spotted a little girl, who couldn’t be no more than seven maybe
eight years of age. She was dressed in rags, which explained the bad body odor.
Not to mention, her unkempt hair and bare feet.
The place in which she lived resembled a tool shed and it
probably was at one point in time. Sesshoumaru saw the item that was taken from
the kitchen—a half-eaten loaf of bread—barely enough for her to survive on.
Sesshoumaru continued to observe the child, wondering where her
parents were. If he didn’t know anything about humans, Sesshoumaru did know one
specific fact: this girl would not live for very long without the aid her
parents until they married her off.
Remaining in the dense foliage of the trees, Sesshoumaru
perched himself on one of the higher branches. Humans sometimes felt when they
were being watched and Sesshoumaru didn’t want to scare the child off
whatsoever.
He didn’t know why, but his curiosity got the better of him.
While watching the girl, Sesshoumaru noted she was missing
one of her front teeth. Although she ran with the speed of being chased, the
little girl walked with a pronounced limp. The adrenaline finally wore-off to
where she now noticed her aches and pains.
Night time was beginning to fall as Sesshoumaru made up his
mind to return home. His small human staying inside the shed asleep; he
detected her heartbeat slowed down and her breathing had even out.
Getting ready to take flight, the young lord halted when a
small group of men (around four or five of them) approached the girl’s
dwelling.
“Come out, Rin!” one demanded. He
must be the leader as the others stood behind him.
Rin was her name,
Sesshoumaru thought as he silently watched the proceedings. The girl emerged
looking more haggard then when she went inside, rubbing her brown eyes while they
adjust to the light outside. Once she realized who was standing in front of
her, taking a cautious step backwards, eyes wide with freight. Sesshoumaru
smelt Rin’s fear saturating the area.
“We know you have been pilfering fish out of the lake again,
Rin. And we’ve told you not to do it. There’s not
enough fish in there to feed you and the rest of the village when the stock is
low,” the man said.
How could that be? Sesshoumaru wondered. His father
maintained gracious amounts of fish in the river. Anyone could take as much as
he or she wants and never have to worry about the supply dwindling. Evidently,
this was something that he was going to have to investigate for himself,
because there was no way for this ningen to be
telling the truth.
And before either Sesshoumaru or Rin
knew what was going-on, the other’s surrounded Rin.
After that, Sesshoumaru heard punches being delivered and kicks were landed,
yet he did not move to intervene to stop them. However, Sesshoumaru could no
longer watch them beat the girl—he closed his eyes to the dishonorable scene.
“Now let that serve as a lesson to you. Do not disobey us
again,” the leader said walking back toward the heart of the village.
Golden orbs studied the crumpled unmoving form on the
ground.
oOo TBC oOo
A/N: Okay, I had a lot to say with this chapter. And in my
defense, I lost my flash drive, fortunately for me, I
found it while cleaning out a basket.
Does anyone care to guess what Sesshoumaru is going to do
next? Well, stay tuned for the chapter to find out.
Up next: Inu no Taisho receives an
unusual request.
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