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Scars	By : Avarwen Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 4896 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN: Well I finally updated this fic. There�ll probably be another chapter before I�m done, but I can�t promise when that�ll be up. I�ve been fairly busy (another word for lazy!) lately so I haven�t had much time to work on this fic.
Crazy Fangirl 0098 Sesshy - Lol, well that makes two of us! ^_^ -- Glad you enjoyed it (I tried to make that chapter a little lighter than the others)
Ur-GaY-LoVeR - Well I�m afraid I did have to make you wait. Been too busy with �What Matters the Most� and I just haven�t been able to form another chapter for this one. Now I have one though (And it�s an actual chapter, not a sequel!)! ^_^
And to Michelle - Well, there�s no Killing in this chapter, but I did take up your other idea about past demons (though not in an entirely detailed description). Anyway, I hope you read and enjoy this chapter.

VERY IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER - Don�t own Inuyasha, Sesshomaru, Inu Taisho, Kouga, Izayoi or any of the other Inuyasha characters. This story is mine though (as well as it�s sequels). I make no money off of these things though.

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Licking Wounds

�But otou-san, I don�t like this game-- It hurts!� Inuyasha complained, clutching the front of his haori (the only piece of clothing he still worse) shut in front of him as he took a small half-step away from his father.
�Be quiet Inuyasha!� His father snapped and Inuyasha flinched slightly at his cold tone �Do you want to wake up your mother and brother?� Inu Taisho growled out, glaring down at the child before him, and Inuysaha shook his head vigorously, his eyes starting to fill with tears.
His father�s battle-hardened hand reached toward him, and Inuyasha trembled slightly, a small whimper escaping the child�s throat before he could stop it.
Inu Taisho paused and sighed in annoyance and exasperation as he looked down at the trembling child before him.
�Tonight you will pleasure me only with your hand, does that suite?� Inu Taisho asked the quietly weeping child in an annoyed sort of voice.
Inuyasha nodded his head vigourously-- the proof of how much torture he had been through over the years in the way he almost eagerly moved to accomplish this task-- his small clawed hand reaching up to the bow of his father�s obi...

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Inuyasha�s eyes snapped open with a gasp as he shot up in bed. Or tried to anyway, however, the restraining band around his torso that was Sesshomaru�s arm prevented him from doing so, effectively holding him so that he only got a few inches off the bed before he fell back down again as the confining appendage tightened a little as it�s owner stiffened slightly in sleep.
Inuyasha stared at Sesshomaru for a moment in amazement.
Sesshomaru never stayed the night with him.
Well, that�s not exactly true. Sesshomaru did stay the night sometimes, but he was always gone by the morning, and Inuyasha would wake up like he normally did, cold, shaking and sweating from the terrors and memeories awakened from some dream passed, and so very very alone.
Unless, of course, his father had opted to stay with him throughout the evening, but then he was usually wakened with a kick or other violent attack, or sometimes even to find his father already fucking him.
Sesshomaru could feel the tension in Inuyasha�s body as he slowly drifted into wakefulness, and he raised his head to look over at his brother, who was breathing heavily, a chill sweat covering his entire body.
Instantly Sesshomaru was on the alert, ding a quick scan of the room for any danger before swiftly turning his attention back to his brother.
By now Inuyasha had gotten his bearings a little better and was staring up at Sesshomaru with lingering traces of whatever had caused his fear in the first place haunting the golden depths of his eyes.
�Inuyasha?� He said softly in question, and Inuyasha focused his eyes in on Sesshomaru�s face before sighing and shaking his head, a few strands of hair breaking loose from the other�s to fall over his face.
�It was nothing...� He said quietly. �Only a dream.�
Sesshomaru frowned, reaching his hand up to brush the hair aside. �Dreams can be very important.� He said quietly. �Some have been known to predict the future or even alter it.�
Inuyasha snorted. �Predicting the past is more like it.� He muttered under his breath. �I�m no seer.� He added in a louder tone.
�Maybe not.� Sesshomaru said, not missing Inuyasha�s first comment. He was now intrigued-- he did not often manage to get his baby brother to talk about his past (for obvious reasons on bother their parts) yet he wanted to know more of what horrors had befallen him then-- have some idea so he could work harder to heal Inuyasha now. �What was it about?� He asked.
Inuyasha�s face darkened slightly, his ears flattening as he looked away, mumbling �Don�t want to talk about it.� very nearly under his breath.
Sesshomaru�s eyes narrowed imperceptibly and he gripped Inuyasha�s chin between his fingers, tilting his face up toward his own and letting out a growl when Inuyasha�s gaze refused to meet his.
When Inuysaha�s eyes flickered to meet his own, Sesshomaru fixed him with a gaze that made it nearly impossible to look away, silently using all the control he had ever earned by being the dominant male in their relationship as he said �Tell me.�
Inuyasha quivered slightly, his youkai telling him to look down, be submissive and give the alpha of the two of them what he wanted, but the rest of him was silently screaming at him to pull away, to stop this-- sending the silent plea out through his eyes to Sesshomaru, begging him without words to please, just let him go.
He pulled away but Sesshomaru gripped his chin tighter, growling again and Inuyasha�s youkai-- after years of being forced to submission-- knew that growling usually only led to anger and anger to pain and it quaked within him, screaming at him to submit.
Inuyasha let out a low, desperate whine as he fought the internal battle and his eyes continued their desperate and silent pleading, but Sesshomaru wasn�t going to let it work. He hardened his own gaze, refusing to let his brother escape him this time-- refusing to bend and let Inuyasha lock it all away again.

�No Inuyasha.� He thought as he felt Inuyasha bring his hand up to his own and try to free himself, only to have his wrist caught in Sesshomaru�s free hand. �We�ve waited too long. Any longer might be too late. You have to tell me.�

Almost as if he could hear Sesshomaru�s thoughts, Inuyasha�s eyes filled with tears as he took a shuddering breath, his eyelids dropping to finally free him from the prison of Sesshomaru�s gaze as he trembled and buried his face in his brother�s neck, his hands curling into fists on Sesshomaru�s shoulders as he slowly began to speak.
�I was seven.� He said quietly. �And he was there-- taking off my clothes... touching me... just like he always has.�
Sesshomaru immediately let the coldness drift from his aura (though the firm determination remained-- just to remind his brother that they weren�t going to quit now) as he wrapped his arms around his brother, unable to see his face, just listening and comforting as Inuyasha continued.
�Back then he said it was a game.� Inuyasha said, a bitter laugh escaping him-- completely devoid of humour-- in a sound that was enough to make Sesshomaru�s hackles raise. �He never actually took me until a few years later, but he�d bite me, hit me... put his fingers in me.� Inuyasha gave a painful swallow as he tried to keep his trembling from his voice, though he was certain Sesshomaru could feel it. �It hurt.� He said slowly, almost reminiscently. �I told him I didn�t like it, but he always said that if I disobeyed him or told anyone you and mother wouldn�t love me anymore.�
He sighed while Sesshomaru stared at his snowy head in slight shock. Even back then, when he had been so busy trying to please his father and had absolutely loathed Inuyasha for everything he did and was... even then Inuyasha had been so desperate for his approval... for his love. And Sesshomaru had been completely oblivious to it...
�Usually he�d just make me suck him.� Inuyasha said, drawing Sesshomaru�s attention back to his voice as his baby brother�s eyes glazed over with a shield of tears and journeyed off to some faraway and likely unpleasant place that Sesshomaru could not see or go to. �This time though he just wanted a hand-job... I remember he used to come all over my face-- it would take hours to get the stench off me, but I knew that if I didn�t I would either be sick, or someone would smell it and discover what was going on. And if they did that, they might have told you...�
Inuyasha drifted slowly into silence and Sesshomaru let him, unsure how to respond. But it seemed, however, that Inuyasha wasn�t quite done.
�He took me first when I was ten. I didn�t know what he was doing...� The tears that had filled his eyes were not evident in his voice and Sesshomaru swallowed the grief that had risen unbidden in his throat. �It hurt so bad... I just stared at the ceiling and prayed for it to be over.� His face scrunched up slightly as though he was remembering something. �All I remember doing afterward was laying in the dark and waiting for morning to come, when I would get to see you or mother again.� He sniffed slightly and shook his head. �A year later he offered me to another demon for the first time.�
Sesshomaru stiffened instantly at this, however, he kept his voice as calm as possible as he quietly asked �who was it?� Breaking his own rule not to interrupt Inuyasha throughout his story until Inuyasha was done spilling his anger and grief.
Inuyasha blinked, his face scrunching up a minute as he thought about it, before shaking his head again.
�I don�t remember his name, just that he liked hitting me. I remember begging him to stop-- begging father to help me, to stop the demon from doing it... but they just laughed and then he hurt me more. I don�t think it dissuaded him in the slightest. In fact, now that I think about it, I�m fairly certain there has only ever been one demon to turn down father�s offer. An ookami demon names Kouga.�
Sesshomaru frowned slightly. He knew the name-- the wolf was the youngest to ever lead the ookami tribes, and he had been to the castle more than a couple of times over the past few years.
Sesshomaru had watched him carefully since the demon had seemed to interact with Inuyasha more than most of the others did, but, since he never actually found any proof that the demon had touched or violated his brother in any way, he had let him live.
�--he�s pretty much the only friend I have. Besides you.� Inuyasha said softly and Sesshomaru blinked.
�Am I truly just a friend?� He asked, only half teasing, and Inuyasha tensed and turned tear-stained eyes to him.
�You are that and so much more, Sesshomaru.� He said, gently touching his brother�s face. �You should know that by now, and yet you continually insist on me reminding you.� A small smirk played across his face as his ears twitched to stand slightly more erect. �Are you truly that insecure, Sesshomaru?�
Sesshomaru gave a small warning growl and a light nip to one of Inuyasha�s ears, and Inuyasha let out a small yip (more of surprise than pain) and suddenly yanked away from Sesshomaru, his eyes wide and edged with fear and disorientation.
His brother stared in confusion at him as Inuyasha�s breathing became wild and slightly erratic.
he focused on the crescent moon on Sesshomaru�s forehead-- the one marking that truly separated his elder brother from him and their father-- and slowly forced himself to relax.

�Calm down you fool!� He chastised himself, continuing to focus on the blue moon. �This is Sesshomaru. Not him. He�s not going to hurt you!�

Slowly he got himself under control (though it was hard after such an experience that so similarly resembled his fathers-- the dominance, the growling, the possessiveness in his touch... the biting) and shook his head, trying to force the incident to the back of his mind. Sesshomaru, however, seemed less than a little inclined to let the matter drop, staring down at Inuyasha in concern and confusion.
To distract from this, Inuyasha quickly moved to change the subject. �Who did father go to fight?� He asked (genuinely curious since his father never revealed any of his comings and goings to him). Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes.
�A dragon named Ryuukotsusei. Why are you changing the subject?�
�Because it�s not something I want to talk about!� Inuyasha near-yelled, pulling away and sitting up to glare down at his brother, tears in his eyes once again. �It�s not like these are pleasant memories, Sesshomaru!� Inuyasha said, his voice sounding erratic and fairly desperate �I�d give anything to never think about them again! To never have him touch me again! But I can�t.� And here he grew quieter again, though the desperate sadness was evident in his voice and eyes. �I can�t stop any of it! And I just...� His head drooped forward, bangs falling in front of his eyes. �I just don�t want to think about it.�
He looked up at Sesshomaru with wide, tear-stained eyes and trembling lips. �Please.� He said quietly, desperately as he stared up at his silent and faintly shell-shocked looking brother. �Please don�t make me.�
Sesshomaru could do nothing but stare for several moment at Inuyasha, startled by his brother�s words. He had never before fully comprehended exactly how deep his father�s abuse had run in and effected his mate.

�So much suffering. He should never have been made to bear it.� He thought as he stared at Inuyasha with eyes half-lidded with grief. �Alright brother. We will speak of it no more. But eventually you will have to face it again.� He said, and Inuyasha glanced at him before looking down again, his shoulders slumping slightly and his ears drooping as he suddenly took on a very fatigued and worn down appearance.
�I know. I have faced it. I do face it. Every single day. But I was hoping I wouldn�t need to when I was with you.� He said quietly, and Sesshomaru nodded. �I know.� He said quietly, leaning up to pull Inuyasha down into his lap.
For a moment they simply sat there, Inuyasha tense and seemingly lost in thought. Sesshomaru didn�t like the despair in his mate�s aura and so decided that (since words were no longer an option and he did not trust them anyway) to take care of it the only way he knew how.
Inuyasha had been lost in his own mind and memories, examining the pieces of his life with growing depression, unaware of most of what was happening around him. However, he found himself being jolted out of his misery self-induced stupor when he felt a long, wet tongue running along the outer-edge of his ear before moving down to attack his throat, while a large clawed hand moved to run up and down his stomach, slipping dangerously lower with each stroke.
And Inuyasha couldn�t help but smile at his brother�s antics as heat began to pool within him, centring itself around his groin.
�You� Inuyasha gasped out as Sesshomaru�s teeth grazed over his mating mark at the same time as his hand moved to brush his hardening length, sending a jolt of pleasure through him �Are insatiable.�
Sesshomaru heard the smile in his brother�s voice, and let a teasing one of his own form on his lips as both brother�s forced their grief to the backburner. �Are you complaining?� He asked, licking the mark. Inuyasha shuddered and a small whimper escaped his throat as an unexpected wave of pleasure washed through him at the contact and he shook his head.
�Never.� He said breathily.
Sesshomaru smirked, gently inserting his fangs into the still fresh mark-- reopening the wound and licking up the blood-- allowing Inuyasha to do the same before leaning in to capture his brother�s mouth in a breath-stealing kiss as the blood mingled on their tongues, further joining them and binding them to one another in a bond that, they were certain, would never be broken.
At least not for a very long time.

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Glossary

Otou-san - A generally respective form of �Father�. Otou-sam would be more respective, and otou-chan would be less (like saying �daddy� I guess). Okaa is mother and the same rules apply to it.

Haori - A japanese half-jacket

Inu (no) Taisho - Inuyasha and Sesshomaru�s father. His �name� means �Lord of the Dogs�

Obi - Sash

Ookami - Wolf
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