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A Man's Worth	By : LordYouko Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 17587 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 2 – If Only

I wanted, I wanted you to stay
'Cause I needed, I need to hear you say
That I love you, I have loved you all along
And I forgive you
For being away for far too long
So keep breathing 'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
Believe it, hold on to me and, never let me go
Hold on to me and, never let me go…
-Far Away Nickelback lyrics

Sesshoumaru was good at kissing, Inuyasha reflected hazily while he was being kissed by said demon.

The taiyoukai grabbed Inuyasha’s bottom and hoisted him closer, making the hanyou turn bright red.

Sesshoumaru was really good at kissing.

Trembling hands landed on the demon Lord’s haori and slid it clumsily off his shoulders.

The demon shrugged out of it willingly enough but when Inuyasha tried to do the same with his own clothes, clawed hands stopped him.

“It is cold,” Sesshoumaru whispered and Inuyasha blushed even darker but from a different emotion this time.

Skilled fingers merely parted the folds of his hakama and Inuyasha found himself lying on his stomach with his ass bared to the cold night and a predatory daiyoukai.

“This will hurt because it your first time,” Sesshoumaru instructed.

“What makes you think it’s my first time?” Inuyasha smirked, glancing over his shoulder at his elder brother.

He could see razor sharp fangs glinting in the moonlight as his brother gave him one of his rare, frightening smiles. Clawed hands tightened on his hips and Inuyasha shivered.

“I have made it my business to know,” the demon Lord told him, leaning over him, covering the half-demon body with his own.

“Perv,” Inuyasha snorted. “Have you been spying on me? How do you know who I have and haven’t slept with?”

Inuyasha marveled at how, even in the almost complete darkness of the midnight hours, he could still see one arrogant eyebrow going up.

“Awkwardly hugging that priestess of yours in order to push her into a well does not count as having sex.”

Inuyasha almost shot to his feet at this piece of disturbing information but strong hands kept him pinned to the ground.

Only years of training in keeping his face emotionless kept Sesshoumaru from laughing out loud as those adorable golden eyes glared up at him for all they were worth. The hanyou actually thought he’d had the freedom to do whatever he wanted all these years. How amusing.

Inuyasha opened his mouth to tell his elder brother exactly where he could go for spying on him and Kagome but a large hand wrapped around his dick and he choked on the words.

Puppyish golden eyes remained riveted down to where Sesshoumaru had very casually wrapped his fist around the younger man’s most vulnerable organ.

“Y-you…you have your- on my-“ Inuyasha managed to sputter, staring disbelievingly from his brother’s face to his hand.

“Shut up,” Sesshoumaru told him, sounding far too amused for Inuyasha’s liking.

The hand squeezed knowingly, varying the pressure on the sensitive organ in a way that made Inuyasha throw his head back and gasp. Splayed legs twitched awkwardly around the demon Lord and Inuyasha dimly marveled at the fact that even his own hand was not skilled enough to bring him mind numbing pleasure with just one touch.

Sesshoumaru’s eyes, on the other hand were fixed intently on the hanyou’s face, watching that all too expressive face contort into expressions of almost painful pleasure. The organ in his hand was already almost fully erect and throbbing dully in his palm. The poor boy seemed as innocent to this act as a boy just into puberty. A demon Inuyasha’s age would by now have experience almost all there was to experience about sex between two people; his body would have forced him to seek out these carnal pleasures after having experienced them once.

The demon Lord pumped him faster, tighter and Inuyasha fell back further on his elbows and moaned gracelessly.

Inuyasha didn’t know that any demon or demoness that had so much as considered copulating with the delicious half-breed had met a swift end at his sword. The hanyou was his to corrupt; no lustful bitch with a fuck on their mind was going to lay a hand on his hanyou.

True, it meant denying the hanyou’s body what it needed almost as desperately as food and clothing but what the youthful body didn’t know, it couldn’t crave and Inuyasha was left with vague, unknowable urges as his body matured, unable to determine what it was he needed and too bashful to ask anybody about it.

So now this almost painful pleasure, that had Inuyasha panting like a bitch in heat from a simple handjob, was all his to savor, his to bestow and his to take away. Inuyasha would know no one else’s touch except his big brother’s and when the half-demon body, wild with lust, craved release again, Sesshoumaru was the one he would come begging to.

Teary eyes snapped open as a clawed finger prodded firmly at his ass, the apprehensive cheeks clenching defensively at the intrusion. Inuyasha’s body tensed, and for a moment, the pleasure on his dick was forgotten as he stared almost disbelievingly at his elder brother.

“Don’t…please…” he breathed, meeting his brother’s eyes, trying to make him understand that he wasn’t ready for this, wasn’t ready to trust the elder brother who’d put that very same hand through his stomach more than once.

“Otouto,” Sesshoumaru reprimanded gently, fangs nipping lightly at quivering puppy ears and Inuyasha’s body relaxed against his will, showing his submission to the stronger male, instinctively recognizing that it had displeased the taiyoukai and the transgression would not be allowed.

Clenched asscheeks relaxed and Inuyasha turned a little on his side, allowing the dominant male easier access, though his heart thudded a mile a minute.

“Sesshoumaru, Sesshoumaru,” the hanyou repeated like a mantra, seeking comfort from the name that had so far heralded nothing but death and destruction and a strange kind of thrill.

The finger made its way into this uncertainly twitching hole and at the same time, a sword-calloused thumb brushed reassuringly over the tip of Inuyasha’s erection, eliciting a drop of precum from the once again hardened member. Inuyasha’s body spasmed with pleasure as the teasing rubbing motion sent small electric sparks up his body.

Puppy ears quivered happily, recognizing the small rubbing motion in the dick as a kind of good boy pat from his alpha. Inuyasha’s dick twitched in Sesshoumaru’s hand, hard to the point of bursting.

“Sess-Sesshoumaru,” Inuyasha groaned, claws scratching and clawing at the ground underneath him, some primitive instinct not allowing him to touch the alpha without permission.

“If you ever allow anybody else to touch you like this,” Sesshoumaru hissed, icy golden eyes boring into tearful, frightened ones. “I will cut this off and feed it to you.”

Clawed fingers tightened warningly around his member, the grip bordering on painful and it struck Inuyasha like a blow that the hand that wielded the sword of life and death, the hand that could emit a poison strong enough to melt steel, the hand that had tasted the blood and death of thousands of beings, was currently wrapped around his dick.

Sesshoumaru would castrate him without a second thought if he so much as looked at another living being lustfully.

The thought sent powerful shudders of desire through his already high stung body and Inuyasha’s breathing became harsh and shallow. Power…what was it about power that made him so hot and needy? Maybe it was some demonic instinct that made powerful males attractive to him, maybe it was just his nature but even though Sesshoumaru had hurt him and tried to kill him on more than one occasion, the very knowledge that this demon Lord was one of the very few demons strong enough to physically overpower him, that Sesshoumaru could and would fulfill all his darkest, most shameful hidden desires and not think any different of him, made him writhe like a cock-hungry whore.

Golden eyes turned opaque and dark as the demon blood in him surrendered to the commands of this strongest of demons that had just laid claim to it.

Inuyasha’s head lolled to the side in reply, offering his neck to the alpha but the fangs that the hanyou body expected did not come. Instead, the single finger inside his ass thrust sharply, curling and pressing against Inuyasha’s prostate.

The action made Inuyasha’s whole body go taut with electric pleasure. He would have cum instantly, if it weren’t for the hand around his dick that now tightened to hold back his release.

The pleasure was overwhelming, unbearable and Inuyasha screamed his brother’s name.

“From this day forth, you will never cum without my permission. This wanton little body may only obtain release when I grant it. Is that understood?” Sesshoumaru murmured darkly in quivering puppy ears.

Inuyasha was no longer in possession of enough wits to intellectually understand the command but his body and his demon half understood and his dick hardened impossibly.

Satisfied, Sesshoumaru released his grip slowly, then roughly pumped the swollen, weeping organ one final time as he pressed against the sweet spot in Inuyasha’s ass.

“Cum for me, Inuyasha,” the demon Lord hissed and Inuyasha screamed once again into the night, thrusting up helplessly into the demon Lord’s gasp.

The demon Lord pulled the now limp, softly breathing body of his brother in his arms and leaned back against the tree. He had intended to take the delectable boy tonight. He hadn’t anticipated how sensitive he would be to every touch.

But he had him now; it didn’t matter if he had to wait a little longer to claim that tight little ass. Inuyasha had always been his, since the day his father gave him the infant to protect before he went out to die and now, the hanyou had accepted his place.

Golden eyes roved over the surrounding darkness unhurriedly.

This boy, who was now so trustingly sleeping in his lap…he could see the scars, the wounds thoughtlessly inflicted by his so called friends. He’d allowed Inuyasha too much freedom for too long but that was all over now.

The surrounding forest went very silent as Sesshoumaru’s ki burned. Animals and demons alike withdrew into their hiding places as the angry youki of the Lord of the West permeated the forest called Inuyasha’s Forest and enveloped the sleeping hanyou protectively.

Whoever wanted to hurt Inuyasha would have to go through him first.

“The nights are too short,” Inuyasha whispered, feeling cool and light and unreal lying on his brother’s arm in the moonlight.

He had dozed for hours before finally coming slowly back to his senses. The dawning realization that he his brother/sworn enemy had given him a handjob and an orgasm to die for didn’t feel as catastrophic and earth shattering as it should have. In fact, Sesshoumaru’s finger up his ass felt a lot more natural than Kikyou or Kagome’s lips on his. Maybe he was fucked in the head for thinking it – hell, he wouldn’t be surprised if he was – but he felt lighter, more content than he had in years and he wasn’t about to let that go because of some forced guilt trip.

Waking up with Sesshoumaru’s arms around him wasn’t something he could ever remember having thought about but now that he had it, he couldn’t imagine how he’d gone without this feeling for so long. Still, it was a surreal feeling, like a hard crust had just fallen away and now, he couldn’t pretend to be indifferent to his brother anymore.

“Too short?” Sesshoumaru asked, voice like the cool, pre-winter breeze. The same voice that had called him ‘a dirty half-breed’ innumerable times, the same voice that had ordered him to cum just a few hours ago. “Since when are nights too short for a half-demon? Nights are for predators.”

Inuyasha laughed then, because ever since he had been a little child running from the predators of the night, till now when he could kick the crap out of any demon that so much as looked at him wrong, Sesshoumaru still remained the only man who could talk to him like that.

“I wish the sun would never rise,” Inuyasha said wistfully, closing his eyes against the cool breeze that made the leaves in the trees shiver and sigh.

I wish I could lie here with you forever.

But he wasn’t brave enough to say that yet.

“You hate the sunlight,” Sesshoumaru said musingly and Inuyasha nodded. When the other man didn’t say anything more, Inuyasha tilted his head up to look at his brother. The demon Lord had a far away look in his eyes.

“It does not suit you.”

“What does that mean?” Inuyasha asked, surprised.

Sesshoumaru inclined his head to look at the half demon on his chest. “You are not the kind of person who would be fond of shadows and darkness.”

“Yeah well sunlight sucks,” Inuyasha grumbled. “It’s hot and too bright and you wouldn’t believe how uncomfortable fire-rat haori and hakama are in the summer.”

Sesshoumaru frowned. “Uncomfortable?”

Under the pretense of turning over to get more comfortable, Inuyasha had hidden his face in the demon lord’s chest and now all Sesshoumaru could see was a snowy white head and flickering puppy ears.

“Everything itches,” Inuyasha mumbled, voice muffled in Sesshoumaru’s silk haori. The younger brother felt a laugh rumble through the demon’s chest and against his will, he felt a smile break out on his face.

“Brat,” Sesshoumaru murmured almost affectionately, winding an arm tighter around his hanyou.

“Pervert,” Inuyasha retorted, inching closer to the warmth of the elder’s body.

Clawed fingers circled one puppy ear, making it flick wildly.

“Earlier when you were sulking on that tree like a baboon, what upset you so?”

Inuyasha frowned, turning his head to glare at the older man and ending up leaning into the soothing touch on his ears. “I’m not a monkey.”

“Debatable,” Sesshoumaru responded serenely. “But that does not answer my question.”

Inuyasha turned away. “I-it was nothing.”

A short pause.

“I wasn’t upset.”

“Lying was never among your few talents.”

Glare.

“I’m not lying!”

“Your hands reek of foul blood.”

Inuyasha’s anger deflated. “You can still smell it?”

Sesshoumaru simply looked at him in that piercing way that made Inuyasha feel as though all his secrets were being laid bare. He sighed.

“It was a…a mind-fucking demon," Inuyasha told him at last when he realized the elder demon wasn’t going to let this go.

His response was one elegantly raised eyebrow.

Inuyasha sighed and told him everything, from the attack to how he’d managed to finally kill the demon. He neglected to mention Kouga and the fact that he’d cried like a girl because despite everything that had happened and changed between the two of them in the last few hours, Sesshoumaru was still his bullying older brother and Inuyasha was damned if he gave the sadist more ammunition to pick on him.

But Sesshoumaru seemed to know he’d left something out because he was giving him a dissatisfied, you-are-not-fooling-anyone look.

“What?” Inuyasha demanded, beginning to get pissed off.

“What are you keeping from me?” Sesshoumaru murmured, watching him thoughtfully. Inuyasha prayed the moonlight would keep the taiyoukai from seeing the colour that had risen to his cheeks.

“Nothing,” Inuyasha snapped. “And besides, who said I have to tell you anything?”

“You are going to tell me,” Sesshoumaru informed him, and it ticked Inuyasha off that the bastard did not sound in the least bit concerned that he had just refused.

“No I’m not!”

“I have a right to know what distresses my mate,” Sesshoumaru said casually.

Inuyasha stiffened. “M-mate? Did you say mate?”

Sesshoumaru just looked at him quietly.

The hanyou found that his throat was suddenly very dry. “Y-you want to mate with me?”

“In what capacity did you expect to stay with me? As my whore?”

Inuyasha aimed an elbow to his elder brother’s family jewels but the taiyoukai was wise enough to lift him up out of harm’s way and set him on his stomach so he could look at the younger brother’s face.

Inuyasha was too agitated to protest being manhandled like a child. Confused, defiant golden eyes glared down at lazy, low-lidded ones.

“Ever thought about askin’ if I even wanted to mate with ya, ya ass?” Inuyasha growled.

Sesshoumaru cocked his head slightly as if he’d never heard of the concept. “Ask?”

Inuyasha signed exasperatedly. “Yeah, ask. You know, asking a guy’s permission before deciding the course of the rest of his fuckin’ life.”

“No,” Sesshoumaru answered promptly, inwardly gleeful at the way this seemed to skyrocket the boy’s blood pressure.

“You can’t just mate with me without my permission,” Inuyasha bit out, cheeks turning red as his agitation made him rock forward slightly on his elder brother’s steely abs, reminding him of the fact that they were both still half naked and that he’d allowed said brother to stick a finger up his ass.

“I can but I won’t,” Sesshoumaru informed him, reaching up to play idly with a strand of coarse white hair. As daiyoukai, he had the right to claim any uke of his pack as his mate so long as the person’s demon submitted to him. He didn’t need his uke’s explicit, spoken consent. And Inuyasha’s demon had submitted to him beautifully.

“Arrogant bastard,” Inuyasha grouched. “Who’d wanna mate with you anyway?”

Clawed fingers fisted in Inuyasha’s hair suddenly, pulling the younger brother’s face down, inches away from steely golden eyes.

“Are you saying you don’t want to mate with me, I-nu-yasha?”

It was years since anyone had drawled his name out like that; it made him shiver. Sesshoumaru sounded mad and his voice had acquired a husky, rough tone that Inuyasha was not at all fond of. Was it just his imagination or had those markings on his face elongated just a little bit?

“N-no,” Inuyasha replied in a small voice, hating how tremulous the syllable sounded.

“No?” the demon Lord asked silkily, pulling the half demon even closer, the other clawed hand resting casually, threateningly on his ass.

Inuyasha shook his head quickly, shutting his eyes against the temptation of once again giving into the elder brother’s will. It might earn him a thrashing from the pissed off taiyoukai but it was better than giving the manipulating bastard the satisfaction of having Inuyasha say he was his bitch.

Soft, warm lips melded with his own dry ones and Inuyasha’s eyes snapped open in surprise as a hand on the small of his back pushed him gently forward to topple on top of the elder. Impossibly long arms wound around him, enclosing him completely in cool silk and steely strength, making the bones in his body turn to jelly. Inuyasha found himself moaning into the kiss, rubbing wantonly against the demon Lord’s hard body.

It was such a long time since the orphaned hanyou had really felt wanted that he had almost forgotten the feeling but he could feel it now, in the possessive embrace and flashing eyes of his older brother. Sesshoumaru wasn’t just fucking with him. He really wanted him to be his mate.

“If I do,” he said suddenly, “If I agree to be your mate, will you-“

He swallowed, unable to form the question on his lips. But he could feel Sesshoumaru waiting for him patiently and he took a deep breath and raised his head to show defiant, teary eyes to his elder. “How long before you leave me again?”

Sesshoumaru’s eyes widened.

It was like a physical blow, the reminder of what he had done to the little brother who had worshiped him since birth, how he’d spurned the blind love of the little boy who’d followed him around on bare feet.

He’d abandoned Inuyasha after their father’s death, blaming the child for his father’s sins and now, here was Inuyasha was asking him how long it would be before he abandoned him again.

Inuyasha’s chin was gripped strongly and his head raised up to meet the older demon’s eyes.

“I won’t ask you to forgive me for what I did because I realize it is not something that can be forgiven. I should have kept you with me after father died. I should never have let you go. But I promise you, it will not happen again.”

Inuyasha shut his eyes tightly and tried to get up and run, because those damned tears would not be held back for long and even if Sesshoumaru was speaking the truth so far, there was no way he wouldn’t throw him out on his ass if he saw him bawling like some girl.

But steel arms kept him trapped where he was and no matter how much he struggled, he couldn’t get away.

“Let me go,” he ordered quietly, finally stilling and covering his eyes with his bangs.

“Never,” Sesshoumaru whispered, crushing him to his chest firmly and the tears escaped, flowing unrestrained down his cheeks, trailing down the demon Lord’s bare chest.

“Dammit don’t fuck with me again,” Inuyasha rasped, fighting to keep his voice steady. “There’s no way…there’s no way you would mate with a worthless half-demon for life so cut the crap and let me go!”

Clawed fingers closed around his throat and wrenched his head away from the warm hard demon’s body. Pissed off icy gold eyes glared into teary ones.

“Never say that again,” Sesshoumaru hissed. “Don’t you dare ever call yourself worthless again, Inuyasha.”

Inuyasha’s fingers clenched into fists at his sides and he scowled. “Why the hell not, asshole? You are the one who taught me what I am, big brother.”

The mocking words, meant as a scathing retort, instead brought a smile to Sesshoumaru’s lips. “I can call you that. No one else. Not even yourself.”

“What!” Inuyasha seethed. “Bullshit! How can you-ummmph!”

Unyielding fingers crushed his cheeks between them, shocking the hanyou into silence.

“You are not worthless,” Sesshoumaru asserted, holding Inuyasha almost hypnotized by the force of his gaze. “You are going to be my mate for eternity – for that is the length of a taiyoukai’s and by extension, his mate’s life - and if there is anyone else who holds claims on your affections, I will eliminate every one of them until you and I are the only ones who remain.”

Inuyasha blinked, stunned into silence by his older brother’s sudden fury. In all these years, he had never seen Sesshoumaru so intense.

“Y-you really mean it?” Inuyasha finally asked quietly, knowing that despite everything that the bastard had done, he’d never lied to him.

“You are mine,” Sesshoumaru reiterated.

Inuyasha smiled then and leaned in to peck a kiss on the demon Lord’s lips. “I’m yours.”

Unnoticed by either, bakusaiga glowed dully.

“Kouga?” Sesshoumaru bit out, pronouncing the name as though it were the name of a particularly stinky pile of shit.

Inuyasha nodded, ears burning at being forced to reveal this.

Sesshoumaru had finally gotten the whole truth out of him and Sesshoumaru seemed more displeased by it than he had expected.

“Look it’s no big deal,” Inuyasha told him impatiently. “He’s just...he was horsin’ around, nothing more. I just…went off the deep end. It ain’t his fault, Sesshoumaru.”

The demon Lord narrowed his eyes. “Not his fault that he attempted to mock you after you were victorious over a Ghost demon?”

Sesshoumaru had told him that that was what the demon he had fought had been. The demon hadn’t actually been a ghost; it had been very much alive. But it was very, very rare. Only one in a thousand had ever encountered one and since this particular type of demon was picky about its prey, most demons and humans simply lost their minds and came back babbling and incoherent. Not many people even knew of the existence of this type of demon and so, most of the times, people attributed their fellows’ madness to having seen a ghost. This had been going on for centuries; tales of ghosts haunting people and driving them mad, of people going insane at the sight of a ghost –and that was how the demon had acquired its name – the Ghost demon – among those who did know of their existence.

Inuyasha had spent his life as nothing more than a commoner and so, it wasn’t surprising that he had never heard of the demon before.

The wolf, on the other hand, could not be ignorant of his existence; any decent tribe leader would know the potential threats to its people, rare or common. The wolf would, therefore, also know that instances of anyone winning against said demon were close to nil. Then, knowing the damage it could wreck, knowing the courage and strength required subduing it, the wolf had still mocked Inuyasha.

Kouga – he hadn’t paid much attention to the imbecilic wolf cub the last time the idiot had crossed his path. The wolf was definitely more bark than bite. Last time, he’d spared the idiot’s life; he should have been wised enough to stay out of his way. If only he hadn’t tried to harm what was his, he may even have felt generous enough to let him continue living.

But Kouga had tried to screw with Inuyasha and Kouga would not be allowed to get away with it.

Inuyasha gritted his teeth and came to the stand in the path of the demon Lord who was calmly walking away with measured steps, mind seeming a thousand miles away.

“Are you even listening to me?” Inuyasha demanded. “I’m telling you it wasn’t Kouga that really bothered me.”

Sesshoumaru turned his attention back to the half demon on front of him just in time to see snowy bangs lower over his eyes.

“If I hadn’t been such a wuss to begin with, none of this would have happened. If only I’d been stronger, he-“

Inuyasha stuttered to a stop as the Sesshoumaru’s eyes suddenly met his and Inuyasha could feel the demon Lord’s anger.

“The wolf should have known better than to attempt to mock you. If such is their leader, no wonder the wolf clan is dying out.”

Inuyasha cocked his head to the side, studying the taiyoukai.

“Why is this bothering you so much?” he wondered. “It’s not like you’ve pandered to my self-esteem over the years. Hell, you’ve insulted me and put me down more than all of my other enemies combined.”

Clawed fingers gripped his chin.

“We are brothers,” Sesshoumaru stated as if that explained everything. “Kouga should not have attempted to hurt you.”

When Inuyasha was allowed to come up for air, he waved the statement off dismissively. “It’s really no big deal. I’ve dealt with worse. The world doesn’t come to an end because my wee feelings got hurt.”

Sesshoumaru frowned. “What?”

The hanyou frowned back at him. “Ya know, fighting, gettin’ insulted, feelin’ bad, getting over it…it comes with the territory.”

Inuyasha watched dumbfounded as this only seemed to increase Sesshoumaru’s anger.

“Comes with what territory?” the older demon hissed.

Inuyasha suspected he had missed the point somewhere along the way. “Li-fe?” he enunciated slowly. “That’s what you learn to deal with as you go through life?”

When Sesshoumaru still looked clueless, he sighed.

“Don’t you ever – you know…feel bad? Hasn’t anyone ever said anything hurtful to you?”

Sesshoumaru blinked. “Hurtful?”

Inuyasha rolled his eyes. “You know, unflattering, uncomplimentary, insulting? Don’t you feel bad?”

“Feel bad about what?” Sesshoumaru sounded perplexed.

Inuyasha seethed. “Ugh! Uh, well, about people having low opinion of you, umm taunts, insults?” Damn, that did not sound right out loud.

Sesshoumaru raised one perfect eyebrow. “You expect me to…feel bad?” he sounded disbelieving, as though he’d never really considered that before. “Why should I? They’re idiots.”

“They? Who’s they?” Inuyasha asked.

Sesshoumaru shrugged elegantly. “Those insolent enough to pass judgment on their betters.”

“Their betters?” It was Inuyasha’s turn to sound incredulous. “How can you- arrggh! You’re hopeless!”

A large, rough hand landed on his face, thumb brushing lightly over his cheeks.

“Inuyasha, people will put you down if you let them. It is in their nature to do so. But you are yourself. Never apologize for that.”

Apologizing for who he was…that’s all he’d done ever since he could remember. Apologizing for not bring strong enough to protect his mother, for not being human so he could be with Kikyou, for not being a demon so he could earn a place in his family, for not being better so he wouldn’t be such a burden on the world.

Could he learn to stop now, after all these years?

Inuyasha fought to keep a blush from rising to his cheeks. “B-but but what if you’re the one who’s wrong?” he asked softly.

What if I’m wrong and they’re right?

Sesshoumaru remained silent and Inuyasha tried to pluck up the courage to raise his eyes ad meet Sesshoumaru’s. “What if you’re wrong? Have you ever considered that?”

“I have considered it,” Sesshoumaru murmured absently. Inuyasha finally dared to raise his eyes to see what his brother was doing. Sesshoumaru had inclined his head slightly and was watching Inuyasha’s increasingly reddening nose with great interest.

“W-well?” Inuyasha asked expectantly, torn between reveling in his brother’s attention and being pissed off that Sesshoumaru didn’t seem to be listening to him.

Sword-calloused fingers brushed over slightly parted lips, sending a shiver through Inuyasha’s body. “They are still idiots.”

Inuyasha growled in frustration but couldn’t help the grin that was breaking out on his face.

“Arrogant fucker,” Inuyasha murmured, lunging forward awkwardly and wrapping his arms around the elder. He’d have to have a talk with his demon half later; it was making him want to do really silly things like roll over on his back and present his belly to the demon Lord. Right now, he was just content to relish in the warmth of the perfect body and Sesshoumaru’s irrational possessiveness.

It was Sesshoumaru’s turn to be surprised, but not unpleasantly so. He wrapped his arms around the boy he’d claimed at birth, then thrown away and then gained back again. Kouga was going to pay for hurting his brother; it just rubbed him the wrong way for some reason if anyone else put the half-breed down.

Inuyasha was his to bully, dammit!

“Now,” Sesshoumaru murmured, holding the younger boy at arm’s length. “Go back to your friends and we will pay Kouga a visit in the morning.”

Inuyasha looked up at him warily. “You’re not planning to kill him, are you? Coz that;s just not ok.”

“Fine,” Sesshoumaru told him. Inuyasha’s eyes narrowed suspiciously, searching the demon Lord’s studiously blank face.

“Promise you won’t kill him,” Inuyasha insisted.

Sesshoumaru smiled slowly. “You have my word, the wolf prince will not lose his life at my hands tomorrow.”

o0o

A/N: Next chapter: What happens to idiots who mess with Sesshoumaru’s younger brother :D
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