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Yuudai no Keikoku	By : ashlin86 Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 15516 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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“OSUWARI!”

“Will you fucking stop that, bitch?!” Inuyasha roared from his, as recent, semi-permanent position on the ground, knowing what would come next, but unable to stop himself.

“Osuwari osuwari osuwari!” Ow. That last actually made his ribs creak warningly. And now he had triple the time before he could move. With great effort he managed to bite his tongue on the litany of curses he'd like to let loose, knowing he'd likely never leave his little hole if he didn't. He had no idea what had happened to Kagome in her time, but she'd come back in a foul mood. They had all taken turns trying to get her to say what was bothering her, but she remained steadfastly close-mouthed on that count. And only on that count. She sniped at everyone constantly and, of course, Inuyasha got to experience the brunt of her anger. He had spent more time with his face in the dirt than not this past week, and that was hardly an exaggeration at all.

It had only gotten worse since the run in with Kikyo two days ago. Now he had four sets of eyes constantly condemning him instead of just the one, and the sittings seemed to have increased in both frequency and intensity, if that was even possible. It was amazing how spending five fucking minutes in the company of a dead woman who he’d once thought was the love of his life, could completely change peoples' attitudes toward him. He hadn't even touched her this time!

Inuyasha crawled slowly to his feet and tried to tamp down the dizziness that followed the movement. After all the time he spent hiding in this form, it turned out that the one person he thought he could trust was the one he had to be the most careful of. At least his sense of irony was still intact, if not his pride or dignity.

Kagome had already stomped off, but some bitter, contrary, obviously masochistic part of him he hadn't known existed bristled enough to not want to let it go. “Hey Kagome! Why don't I just dig a hole and lay in it? Would that be easier for you? I'll even do it with my bare hands, if you want. That way I'll really be like a dog, huh? Maybe then this gods-damned fucking leash you keep me on won't seem so un-fucking-fair!” Inuyasha wasn't sure what came over him, but he honestly couldn't remember a time he'd been so angry.

Kagome had stiffened when he'd first started his rant and now she turned to him, hell-fire blazing in pretty brown eyes. Even in the distance separating them, the dead silence let him hear her teeth grinding together, and it set him even more on edge. Oh, but she was pissed. “What did you say, Inuyasha?” she finally asked with obviously-fake sweetness. Danger lurked in that voice.

“You heard me wench,” he snorted, but he was already regretting his rash words. Not a good idea to antagonize Kagome, of all people. Especially now. He looked down, using his fringe to hide both his closed eyes and the regretful sigh he released. He could hope...

“Inuyasha!”

...but not realistically. 'Shit! This is gonna hurt.' He tensed, despite knowing it would only make it worse. The string of osuwaris that followed put her previous record to shame, but Inuyasha didn't know that. Vertigo and the pain of his ribs breaking conspired to send him into a dead faint long before she finished speaking.

Maybe he should have reminded her it was his human night?

When Inuyasha regained consciousness he immediately inferred it was still night due to the nearly intolerable amount of pain he was in. 'Shit, I forgot how much everything hurts in this form,' he thought groggily. He wanted nothing more than to go back to the painless sleep until morning and the return of his demon blood...and yet, he knew he couldn't.

Years of experience had taught him that indulging in rest on these nights was suicide. There were too many entities, both youkai and human, who would see this as an opportunity to ambush him while he was defenseless. Weak, a part of him whispered. Even if he wanted to, wariness and fear of attack would keep him awake as long as he had the strength.

By sheer force of will, he managed to sit up and drag his useless human carcass to a corner. Well, at least those fools he called friends had had the sense to bring him to Kaede's hut. At least, he assumed it was Kaede's place. He couldn't rely on his sense of smell, but the placement of objects seemed right. Exhausted and out of breath, he propped himself up against the wall and set in for an uncomfortable few hours, praying dawn was near.

Several minutes later the tsurido was pushed aside and Kaede entered the hut with a bucket of water. She paused, and when she located the hanyou, sighed. “You should not be exerting yourself while in such a condition, Inuyasha,” she chided mildly, and continued to the pot on the fire in which something that smelled heavenly was simmering.

“Keh. S'not like I haven't dealt with broken ribs before. I'll be fine come morning,”

The old miko nodded, and began to putter around, adding things to the stew and tidying the already neat quarters. A few times it looked like she was going to say something, but didn't and Inuyasha's patience broke the third time she sighed in at least as many minutes.

“Just say whatever it is you got to say, old woman,” he demanded gruffly. Still no answer. He huffed and settled back down.

“Kagome feels terrible about what happened,” she answered finally.

“She should! I didn't do or say anything to deserve the way she's been treating me since she got back,” and despite himself, he knew a bit of the hurt he felt leaked through in his voice.

“Calm yourself, Inuyasha. I know, and she realizes it now, as well. She went back to her era.”

“What!? That's just like her. Running away when--” Inuyasha started coughing, and he swore it felt worse than all the times he'd been run through the chest combined. Kaede knelt at his side and helped him swallow a bit of water, which helped.

“Kagome,” Kaede began in her best philosophical tone, “does not always deal well with conflict. We all made it abundantly clear how disappointed we were with her actions. I believe she needs a bit of time to herself to work out whatever difficulties are responsible for her behavior of late.”

“It doesn't matter,” Inuyasha remarked after a time, “I'll always be her scapegoat when things go wrong, won't I? As long as I wear this necklace I'm a ready-made whipping boy whenever she's upset.” Kaede was both saddened and disturbed by the resigned bitterness in the boy's aspect. Everything about him screamed defeat.

She had never meant for this to happen when she'd first cast the subduing prayer. What she had intended only as a way to stop the hanyou from murdering Kagome had become the tool used to break his spirit. And Kaede was immeasurably disappointed in herself for not seeing it sooner. Inuyasha was never meant to be tamed like some wild animal. She resolved to speak with the girl about removing the beads at the earliest opportunity. They were obviously not needed anymore, and hadn't been for a very long time.

She only hoped it wasn't too late.

After several days of wandering in Musashi's domain, Sesshoumaru had finally discovered his brother's scent trail leading east. It was fairly recent, so Inuyasha couldn't have been more than two or three days of human travel away.

Sesshoumaru made the trek in three hours, and when he detected human-Inuyasha and pain on the same wind, he snarled. His little brother simply could not seem to stay out of trouble. Not even when he damn well knew he was vulnerable.

The daiyoukai hastened his steps, and just over the rise found a human village. He also found a very familiar duo of humans.

“Why are you here, Sesshoumaru?” the monk demanded, holding his right hand out threateningly. The taijya had her weapon at the ready as well. Had he been the type, Sesshoumaru might have growled in annoyance.

Instead he utilized his coldest, most lethal expression, and inquired as to the whereabouts of his brother.

The old woman and her charge had lapsed into an awkward silence, which was brutally shattered when a red and green blur shot inside the hut. “Inuyasha! Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru's here!” Shippou cried wildly, obviously terrified. The two strongest members of their group were gone and incapacitated, respectively, so it was understandable. Inuyasha still wanted to bop him on the head for startling him so badly he jumped and pulled his abdomen.

Pain lit up like stars behind his eyelids, but before he could even draw breath to whimper, the tsurido was swept aside again, admitting Sango and Miroku, who took up a defensive stance in front of him, Kaede, and the kitsune cub. Bare seconds later, Sesshoumaru ducked through in a much more sedate matter, and if he could have, Inuyasha would have laughed at the picture his regal brother made standing in the middle of a modest human abode. His head almost touched the ceiling!

“Inuyasha, inform your...associates that if they wish to keep their lives, they will cease this nonsense at once. Had I any intention of harming you, you would have been long dead, especially in your condition.”

Reigning in the pain and the new terror that his secret had been found out by one of the demons he could least afford to be vulnerable around, Inuyasha managed to gasp, “Fuck off, bastard. Back off, you guys. No sense getting yourselves killed. 'Sides, he's right. If he wanted to kill me, I would have been long dead. What the hell are you doing here, Sesshoumaru?”

“We have business to discuss, hanyou. Or should I say human? It was careless of you to allow yourself to be injured on this night of all nights. Perhaps I overestimated what meager intelligence you have.”

“Overestimate shit! What the hell do you want?”

“Language, little brother. As I said, I have business to discuss with you.”

“Is that a new way of saying 'I'm going to kill you?' It was getting a little boring hearing the same thing over and over.”

“Obnoxious as always, I see. I refuse to converse with you while you insist on behaving like an infant.”

Even as he turned to leave, Sesshoumaru was counting on his brother's innate curiosity to come through. He didn't have long to wait. No sooner had he taken the first step than he hear his brother's voice behind him.

“Leave me alone with him.”

“Are you mad?!”

“What if he tries to kill you? You're in no shape to fight him, and you know it!”

“Inuyasha, I don't want you to diiiiiiiie! Then who'll go get Kagome?”

“Will you all just shut up! I know what I'm doing.”

There were skeptical looks all around, except, interestingly enough, from the old miko who had already stood and was walking toward the door. She stopped next to the youkai lord and murmured, “He has several broken ribs and extensive bruising over his entire body. No matter how much he acts like it, he is not, in fact, all right.”

Normally he wouldn't lower himself to acknowledge any human, but this woman was not being as...irritating as the others, so he simply nodded. Slightly. She seemed satisfied that her words had been heeded and left immediately thereafter. He returned his attention to the argument that had continued a few feet away.

“Listen, he's a bastard. You think I don't know that? But Sesshoumaru doesn't play games and he doesn't lie. I can at least count on that when I deal with him. If he says he's not gonna kill me, he's not gonna kill me, okay? I'll be fine.”

“What makes you think--”

“I've known him a long time. I'll. Be. Fine. Get outta here.”

Reluctantly, the humans and fox-child left with pointed assurances they'd be waiting just outside. However, the fire cat simply curled up next to Inuyasha and glared, as if daring Sesshoumaru to make her leave. He saw no harm in allowing her to stay, so he said nothing.

“Well?” Inuyasha demanded. The accompanying scowl tried to be fearsome, but Sesshoumaru could detect the pain just under the surface.

“How did you acquire these injuries?”

“None of your business. Don't pretend you care, bastard—we both know you don't. What's this 'business' that's so important?”

Sesshoumaru nodded, conceding the point. “Very well. At daybreak you will accompany me to the Western Lands. There are several matters that have been neglected for far too long and need attending to.”

There was a pause, pregnant with disbelief. “No fucking way!” Inuyasha exploded, and was promptly overtaken by a coughing fit. “If you think I'm going anywhere with you, you're out of your goddamned mind!”

“You will accompany me of your own free will, or I will force you. It makes no difference to me.”

“Keh! Like you can force me to do shit, at daybreak,” Inuyasha challenged.

“Inuyasha.” Sesshoumaru knelt directly in front of his brother and let a miniscule smirk grace his expression. “I never said I would wait if you refused.”

Inuyasha frowned, and from so close Sesshoumaru saw the split second his words sunk into his human-addled head, because his face blanked. “Fuck,” he intoned right before the daiyoukai quickly pressed two clawed fingers to the pressure point at his throat. Those golden eyes closed and Inuyasha went completely limp.

Mindful of the boy's injuries, Sesshoumaru lifted him with Mokomoko-sama, and secured him to his chest. Satisfied with the comfort of this position, he very calmly walked out of the human dwelling. Grimacing inwardly, he realized he would have to bathe soon to rid his person of the stench he'd accrued.

But first he had to take care of the nuisances who had moved into his way as soon as they glimpsed his cargo.

“Step aside.” he commanded icily.

“Not until you release him.”

“This is no concern of yours, humans. Move.”

They did—to the offense. Foolish mortals.

“By attacking you risk the life of your lapdog. Should I jostle him defending myself, it is likely one of his broken ribs will pierce a lung, causing him to drown in his own blood. There would be no way to prevent his death before the sun rose,” Sesshoumaru relayed calmly. Several tense moments passed before the two relaxed their stances and stepped out of his way. After all, they had no way of knowing Sesshoumaru would never allow such a thing to happen.

He passed them without further comment.

Almost.

“Where are you taking him?” the female asked.

“Why should I reveal that information to you? Do you think me ignorant as to how he came by this damage? It was that miko and her accursed spell, was it not?”

A gasp. “Did he tell you?”

Sesshoumaru paused and looked back at them. “No,” he said thoughtfully, “you did.”

He gathered his youki and disappeared in a streak of light.

“Dammit!” Sango swore, and slammed her hiraikotsu onto the ground. “What are we going to do?” she asked, sounding as close to tears as any of them had ever heard her.

The answer came from the smallest member of the group. “We wait for Kagome to come back, then we go look for him, of course!” Shippou said resolutely.

“Indeed,” Kaede responded noncommittally. She did not think it would be as simple as all that. “There is nothing to be done until then. Right now, I believe supper is ready, and you will all need your strength,” she hesitated, “but for what this old woman's opinion is worth, I do not believe Sesshoumaru-sama intends to harm Inuyasha.”

And while none of them particularly believed that, Kaede's words gave them hope.

Elsewhere...

“What do you make of this, dear brother?” asked a high, clear voice as a familiar harried toad rushed from the room, muttering to itself.

“I think our dear little cousin is less boring than I thought. And I have always wanted to see the Yuudai, after the way the old dog always boasted about it. What do you think, beloved sister?” This voice was much lower, but just as melodious as the other.

Lips curving in a smile cold enough to rival even the darkest winter night, the female replied, “I think we're finally going to meet our little cousin.”

“Oh, fun!”
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