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The Jackal God's Desire	By : AmberDDawn Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 7841 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. Inuyasha was created by Rumiko Takahashi. I make no profit from writing this story.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. Inuyasha was created by Rumiko Takahashi. I make no profit from writing this story.

The Jackal God’s Desire

Chapter 2: Blood and Lust

The strange creature followed the scent on the wind. This country was different from his home where the lushness was limited to the river banks and oasis. There were many demigods wandering the land and monsters. There were even a few half human creatures that must have resulted in a coupling from a monster or a demigod, but nothing that would be godly in his view. …Nothing worth pursuing for the pleasure of killing. Bloodlust was dwindling in him.

He sniffed the air again and ordered his little servant to follow him. They had acquired handsome horses not far from the dock as he found a large palace like home and raised it. The few humans he spared had fled. Mostly women and children were allowed to live. He had some standard and a child or a helpless woman was hardly worth the spent energy (as if the weakling mortal warriers were any sort of challenge).

…Inuyasha grunted angrily as he hacked at a mindless bear demon. It held a shard within its neck, according to Kagome. He hacked at it as it swatted at him. The beast was three times his size and in some ways reminded him of the time he fought Sesshomaru’s true form. Other than size this bear had nothing on his regal (stuck up prissy asshole) half-brother.

He caught its neck and tore flesh. The beast screamed and swiped at him catching his side and leaving four long gashes clear across his chest. Lucky god damned shot. A shard…the shard was dislodged and the bear lost power and size. It was still very intent on killing Inuyasha. Demonic read eyes blazed and the bear roared. It was only about a foot over him now but still formidable to the humans. Well the monk and demon slayer could handle it but Shippo and Kagome would have been endangered if the beast were given half a chance. The white dog sliced its neck open and slashed again beheading the beast. He was sprayed with its foul blood as its head was severed. It fell to the ground with a quiet thunk.

“I have it Inuyasha,” Kagome plucked the shard from a chunk of meat making a slightly disgusted face. The little gem fragment glowed an evil purple before it turned pink in the girl’s gifted fingers.

“We should burn the remains,” The other woman of the group stated. There was a consensus among the humans and the small fox. Inuyasha’s instincts were to bite off a large hunk of freshly killed meat…but it had been tainted by evil aura it would probably make him ill. He hated to see meat go to waste but what could be done. The slayer and monk set about preparing a fire to purge the bear’s spirit and ensure that it did not revive later and attack any of the nearby villages. The dog left looking for a stream to wash the tainted blood off ignoring the indignant cries of the priestess…

…Sesshomaru grunted in displeasure the annoying whelp was very nearby. He was tempted to go to the half breed and put him in his place but seeking the boy out seemed beneath him.

‘Then why do you find yourself seeking him out so very often?’ His inner voice asked a valid question.

The man merely turned.

“Jaken watch over Rin,” He ordered and added looking at the girl, “Stay here and rest.”

“Yes Lord Sesshomaru,” She eagerly bowed to him and sat on a flat stone by the wayside.

The small green demon frowned but said nothing. His lord was leaving him to the tender mercies of that brat once again…

…Inuyasha stepped into the cold stream and removed his haiori. It was mending itself and coming clean but not fast enough for the demon. He rinsed out the bear’s rank ichor and then removed his juban. The white under garment had four ragged gashes that were stained with not only his blood but the blackened blood of the dead demon. He would have to borrow Kagome’s sewing kit again. He looked down at the gashes in his chest and hissed they were tender but already healing.

Still it was wise to wash out the wounds just to be sure there was no poison or other taint in them. He hung his things to dry leaving his lower garment on he waded into the icy depths of the stream and let the blood get washed away the foul smell of angry demon blood still invaded his senses to the point of making them useless to him. He could not scent anything but blood so of course the other that had lighted downstream of him went undetected…

…Sesshomaru had landed quietly but still expected some sort of greeting from his brother…though the term greeting was subjective. His tirades and name calling could hardly be a proper greeting, but it was all that could be expected from a lowly half-breed like him. So when Inuyasha started to disrobe the lord paused. He scented the thick blood on the boy and could only guess that was the cause of his little lapse in diligence. The half-demon washed his torn and bloody clothes and then examined four long gashes on his lithe chest. Sesshomaru would have made a derisive remark if he were not so caught up in watching. From his vantage the boy’s slightly tan chest glistened with the pink stains of blood and water. The half-inu’s lower garments clung to his legs as the stream tugged at them. The boy was so slim. He was surprised the child seemed almost delicate looking. His thick protective clothes belied his slender figure. The dog could have appreciated his shape were he not his disgrace of a brother. His upper half was tightly muscled, and even as he washed out his wounds they were healing—a sign of good health. The boy had managed quite well on his own. Sesshomaru nearly hit himself. If he were anyone other than the great and emotionless Sesshomaru he might have given himself away thusly.

‘Do not deny it. The boy is your father’s son after all; would he be anything less than beautiful? Taint or not he is of the white dog clan,’ His inner voice spoke up. He ignored the annoying buzz in his ear. Chalking it up to the need to find sustenance it had been several weeks since he fed after all. He left deciding that today he would spare the boy…

…The jackal and his servant were riding west as all of these ‘demons’ had indicated, before he sent them to their eternal rest, Sesshomaru the strongest demon known across the land was master over the western region of the country. He pressed his horse on full tilt and the servant struggled to keep his pace fearing the torture he should endure if he failed his master. The jackal would taste the blood of the regal dog, and he would enjoy it…
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