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Alls Fair in Love and War	By : PhoenixDiamond Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8830 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: Inuyasha and everything about him is owned by Ms. Rumiko Takahashi and company. I don't own Yoko Kurama either. He belongs to someone else. And no I don't make any type of profit from this story.
Author's Note : Thank you for the reviews guys. Nice response. Glad to see you like the story. ^_^
Warnings: There will be plenty of incest in the story. There will be mild shota sexual actions (child and adult content) Yaoi action (male and male relations). No underage readers please. Read at your own risk. You've been fairly warned.
Begin Work: 02/16/2011

Sesshomaru Ch.2

Twenty years have passed since the birth of my younger brother. A rather paced passing really. Things had changed to a degree, maybe for the better for the palace since Inuyasha arrived. Father and I were concerned on which life span the little one inherited for some of the first decade. But as he continued to slowly mature, we were gratefully relieved to discover he would long lived as us. Although twenty years did come and go, one would not be able to tell from the way he wobbled on and about on his unstable legs. His stubby balance and mental intellect as compatible of a two year old human.
"Come on Inuyasha, come to me." Father encouraged Inuyasha to walk to him inching back with each tiny step taken. "Come on son. You can do it."
The novel I'd been reading snapped shut from my position against my favorite tree, as he looked upon my family with mild regard. It didn't look as if Inuyasha were making any progress. The little pup would constantly stop to bend over with his tiny behind in the air and wag it as if he had a tail.
"Da Da." Inuyasha's laughed happily clapping his hands. Words were still limited for a pup so young.
"Yes that's it. Come to Da Da," Taisho laughed scooting back more and more.
"Da Da," Inuyasha giggled clumsily walking to Father the best his short legs could muster.
Honestly the way Father was acting, you'd think he was encouraging a complete idiot. "Could you talk to the child as if he has common sense?" I called from my post. "He's young, not completely ignorant."
Father shot me a bored look, "He's a baby Sesshomaru. Common sense is foreign to him."
"That may be so, but it couldn't hurt for you to attempt basic dialect." Really, must I do everything myself? Father could be so trying sometimes. I regrouped my legs in such a way that I was kneel on the ball of my right leg and gestured with one palm open to the tiny tyke and began to coax him myself.
When the little hanyou looked up and down at half bent position, recognizing who the new playmate was, he cheered, and squealed happily applauding, "Sissy, Sissy!" My supposed nickname. As I said before, very limited vocabulary.
"Inuyasha come. Come to me. Come to your brother."
The demon lord laughed. "Oh yes that's original. Now who's talking to him as if he has no common sense?"
I ignored him. I had my technique and he had his.
"While you try to teach him how to walk, I need to go inside and deal with some documents from the North Kingdom. Have fun you two."
"Yes Father," I watched sire depart before returning my attention to the short person in front of me. "Come to me little brother."
"Sissy."
Oh be still my beating heart. My chest flutters each time I hear his voice call for me. It's a wonder I'm effect this way by a toddler's sweet tunes. The waves of electricity up and down my body were a very comforting flow. Still, it is peculiar that I, Sesshomaru, should have such a reaction to a baby's beckoning. Was it because of instinct, driving me to feel this way? Or perhaps. . .
No. That's nonsense. I shouldn't have such a connection to my brother. That's ridiculous. "Come on little brother."
"Sissy . . . Sissy!" Uh-Oh. Inuyasha's legs wavered back and forth until he . . . Drop. Inuyasha fell flat on his little bottom. The tiny hanyou gazed up at me with a saddened bubble face before his eyes began to melt into giant drops of tears. His little fists balled up into small balls to rub on his eyes clean of the saline running down his chubby cheeks.
I resist the urge to roll my eyes to the gods above. A little fall on the ground wouldn't hurt the boy. So why was he crying? "Inuyasha?"
His weeping kept coming in soft sobs and gentle hiccups. Now I was concerned. Had he harmed himself from a minor fall? His crying was bothersome to see. I didn't like the way those tears slide down his plump cheeks. It was as if his entire world had been destroyed from that one fall. "Inuyasha," I call his name once more, bending down to pick him up in my arms. His crying doesn't cease. I'm at a lost as to what I should do. "Inuyasha, why are you crying?"
Inuyasha blinked and sniffled.,"Boo boo." He mumbled.
Now I understood. "Where is it?"
More sniffles and a brisk nod confirmed it as he held up his stubby finger. On the tip of it was a small prick with blood bubbling at the tip.
So this was the cause of my growing headache? A tiny prick on his finger? That was the reason for his wailing? What a bother.
But I lift his finger up to my mouth and lick the wound clean. The blood, although a nonexistent speck, tingled a vibrate sensation on my tongue. It tasted incredibly sweet and so fresh. His blood was untainted and pure just as his soul was. Like rich honey. Interesting. "There you shouldn't cry now." I popped his finger from my mouth handing it back to him.
Inuyasha pulled his finger to his face, inspecting the damage for himself. Seeing that there was no more of the evil red ooze, he clapped and kicked his tiny feet joyously. "No boo boo!" He cheered happily. "No boo boo! No boo boo!"
"Sissy!" Then to my surprise, Inuyasha reached up for my face and gave me the sloppiest kiss I'd ever received. His two inch tongue lapped and coated my close lipped gawk like the sheets of a wet blanket. I couldn't believe it. Inuyasha was kissing me. The brat was kissing me on my mouth licking all over my lips with his baby drool. The little ingrate.
Inuyasha finished with his display of gratitude without even realizing how disgusted I was.
"Tank you Sisso." His short arms wrapped snuggly around my neck the best he was able, tucking his face into my hair. "Wuv you." Inuyasha mumbled quietly nuzzling his nose further in my hair.
Once more my heart erupted into a rampage of unknown thumps. Why was that? All he said was that he loved me. Nothing different from what he tells me every day. But then again, whenever my name was spoken from his rosy lips my stomach flipped.
Why was this child having such an effect on me? "Let's go home little brother." Whatever this feeling was concerning the boy, I hope it passed over soon.
Because I don't like it. It made me feel strange.
The following morning I received word from a messenger of the Eastern Kingdom that Prince Yoko was approaching for our daily visits. Up until recently they'd done from far between the weeks to nearly every passing day. The reasons for his increasing attendance were obvious. The shifty fox was up to his old tricks of early seduction I assume. How vulgar of the crafty beast, daring to keep his eyes on a potential mate so early in my younger brother. It was one thing to actually have a decent purpose but his were always selfish and plenty sexual.
Yoko arrived in the gardens raising his arms out to touch each plant he came across. The lovely lush greens reached out to have a small sample of his youki, blossoming even more into brilliant colors. His favorite places of the castle were anywhere he could find a sprout, grass or anything related to greenery. The plants him presumed him their master. . . why we've never been able to figure out, but strangely upon his welcome they leaned toward him, sapping as much as would be given.
Little Inuyasha was placed by my steel clad boots, burying them beneath a pile of dried leaves and pouting whenever I waddled my feet to knock them back off. His big eyes frowned over at me with a pout on his plump lips. "Bad Sissy, bad!" His scowled matched handsomely with his puppy growl all of which I returned with a mocked eyebrow lift. Inuyasha huffed his cheeks out and busily returned to rebuilding his leaf castle.
I can't help but chuckle at his child like disposition. Such a babe he was.
"Good morning Sesshomaru." Yoko said taking a seat next to me.
"What brings you here so early?" I ask.
"My, straight to the point, are you?" He chuckled. "But then, you do know me well after all." The snap of his fingers summoned a long green vine from above to lightly constrict the tiny hanyou near our feet, bringing him over to place in his lap.
Inuyasha giggled craning his neck backward to see his favorite god brother, "Rama!" He squealed puckering up his lips for the predictable caress.
"Hello to you too, Little Kit," Yoko boldly lend down pressing his lips to the awaiting set of his smaller brother below. "I've missed you too."
I don't reveal it but yes I'm envious of the way my brother and platonic brother reacted toward each other. Those baby kisses they shared, although seemingly innocent, didn't go pass me as something other than such. Their bond was gradually surpassing that.
"Rama kissy, kissy!" Inuyasha waved his arms up for another kiss, which Yoko was only happy to oblige.
"Of course little kit." Yoko hunkered down for another lip lock but the dart of my arm between their faces, halted any further interaction. I'd seen far more than I could stomach of this façade.
"I think that's quite enough Yoko."
Kurama looked up at me than grinned, a knowing smirk. He was never one to obey anyone but our parents. So he lend down this time giving my hanyou brother another sweet kiss before placing him between us. "Jealous much Sesshomaru?" He teased.
"Nonsense. Is it wrong to keep my brother from being exposed to those tainted lips?"
"Oh little brother, such a little green demon you are." Yoko laughed looping a casual arm over my shoulders.
Normally those he would do such a brave move would have suffered a pain beyond imaging, but my fair Yoko was one of the few exceptions to that rule. I didn't mind it nor did I encourage the action. He knew what my limitations were when it came to physical affection. He just did as he pleased regardless of respecting personal space, "Seriously Yoko must you be a philanderer with all ages?"
"Naturally, my dear Sesshomaru. I am legendary in the bedroom and I must make sure all ages know of me so when they are old enough they may share my bedding." He chuckled seductively, pulling my body flush against his own along with Inuyasha. "If you'll have me I'll gladly show you and Inuyasha just how legendary I am."
"I doubt there's more you could teach me that I don't already know," I said half joking half serious. "As for my brother, is he really worth being castrated over?"
"Oh such a sharp tongue you have. Such a shame we can't put it to better use," Yoko enjoyed his flirting with me because he knew we would never act on them. Being that we were both dominate canines, that was a relationship that would never work. And we were both fine with that. Maybe that was why he was my closest ally.
The arm around my shoulders slowly retracted back to his owner whom had a grim expression on his face. Odd to see his face with something other than his confident smile. "Have I said something to hurt the all mighty Yoko's feelings?" I said light heartedly.
My teasing earned me a slight frown. "Don't be foolish. My self-esteem is too high for mere words," His yellow eyes settled down on the tiny person now playing with our long hair between us. "I just feel . . . I dare say I believe I am jealous of you having Inuyasha."
"Jealous of Inuyasha and myself? What brought this on?"
"Not exactly jealous of you and him individually," Yoko sighed lying back against the tree looking up at the shimmering green leaves from the sun. "I suppose I'm jealous of the fact of you having an actual brother now. So where does that leave me?"
"Foolish Yoko."
Inuyasha's nap was soon approaching. His inner clock was slowly dwindling down as he was rubbed his eyes, yawning softly. "Sissy. . ." He crawled over to sit in my lap, nestling himself cozy in the crease of my thigh. The young pup yawned his exhaustion, settling in for a warm nap once finding that comfortable and was done.
Silly pup just assumes that he can use me as pillow? A forward child indeed. "You mean to say you're jealous of this?" I mocked glancing down at the sleeping bundle in my lap. "The boy grows more troublesome each passing day. And you wish to have this?"
Yoko reached over to scratch behind the sleeping pup's ear. "I would gladly have what you have. You may see him as a bother for now, but I know that your opinion will change soon."
"Hn, you know this do you?"
"Yes I do," His hand returned to his side. "I'm not so sure where that leaves me concerning you."
"And you're still speaking in riddles."
"Remember when you were a child, and how you would constantly follow me around tugging on my tail?"
"Please don't speak of those god forsaken memories." Such memories were too embarrassing to speak on.
"Oh but I must," Yoko lend forward casually placing his arm over his knee. "There was a time when you never failed to be by my side. You would constantly call out for your 'Yokee' as you called me while running behind me or trying to catch my tail. I guess I just miss that. And now seeing you with someone who will do the same as you did me—I guess I just miss those times of having my own little brother." His voice fell to a non-existed whisper as the thoughts of his past with Sesshomaru as a child surfaced in his mind.
We weren't that different in age when it came to Yoko and myself. The fox had me by a few decades, give or take a few. I do remember those times. Yes it felt good to have an older brother to look up to; someone to always have your back or hold you when you felt sad or upset. Of course I had my mother and father's tender nurture but it didn't hold a candle to the bond one would have with a brother.
"I'll still your younger brother Yoko."
"You say that, but you don't mean it."
I chuckled light at that. "You know that I never say things I don't mean."
Yoko glanced over granting me a fangy smile. "Yes I know."

After a couple of more hours of play time and conversing with Yoko, he returned back to his home.
Night fall soon arrived on our interesting day. Father had to take leave for a few days to handle some business in the other smaller territories. Minor issues to handle, so they weren't anything too serious.
But with his departure that left me with the duty of having to bathe my brother on my own. The elder demon nurse who used to handle this issue had long since passed from old age about five years ago. Inuyasha was very choosy on whom he allowed to bathe him and she just so happened to one of very few he allowed to touch him.
Everything had to be carefully done when bathing him. The water temperature, the scents, the wash cloth, all of it had to be just right because of his delicately thin skin and sensitive senses so as not to overwhelm them.
The bathe was prepared by the servants with sprinkled white lily petals Inuyasha enjoyed tearing apart. His bathing rituals, unlike other children, were among his favorite pass times. Odd considering he was a canine hanyou but being the vain creatures we were, a bath was something not to be taken lightly. We Inu demons really took pride in our appearances. The boy was an early learner.
My silky robes were the first to be removed slipping down to the floor. Inuyasha aat the edge of the large pool dipping his hand into the water as if testing its temperature for his own inspection. Silly pup. "Come Inuyasha." I called.
"Sissy." His only way of saying I'm coming. Still his walking wasn't so balanced but he managed to stay stable long enough for me to remove his baby kimono and tossed it over to join my pile of clothing.
One of our servants, a cat demon named Deo walked into the chamber gathering our clothing as I stepped into the tub with Inuyasha in tow.
"Is there anything else I can help you with Highness?" Deo inquired.
"No, that's all. But stay near in case I need assistance."
"Yes sir," Deo bowed and exited out with the bundle of clothing in his arms.
Inuyasha stayed close against my chest, trying to eat his toes. I decided to let him have his fun for a while before it was time for our cleansing. There wasn't anything scheduled for us to do tomorrow and it was a bit early for his bedtime so a little quality time with the lad couldn't hurt.
The many or so lilies decorated in the warm water floated around calmly around us both. Inuyasha giggled and snickered from the feathery objects finding their way in his hands or that'd tickle his body from their soft touches. I admit that I too enjoy the gliding flowers in the water. Not to play with but to allow them to give me freedom of mind and tranquility.
"Sissy?"
I hadn't realized my eyes were closed until hearing my name called, "What is it?"
Inuyasha held up a full blooming white blossom in his small hands smiling. "Sissy." He repeated pushing the flower higher for me to take.
My head shook in admiration. This little hanyou was just to kind for words. At such a tender age he was already so kind hearted and giving.
I plucked the flower from his hand sniffing it to add effect of his gift. "This smells divine Inuyasha. Thank you."
Inuyasha smiled and giggled. "Sisso likey?"
I nodded. "Yes I do."
"Yayyy!" Inuyasha was on cloud nine, shaking his head from side to side singing an unknown song that only he could understand.
Remarkable. The boy was in absolute glee and all because I said I liked his simple gift. Did my opinion matter that much to him even though he was so young?
"Sissy?"
"What is it?"
Inuyasha braced his tiny little hands on my chest lending up with shiny amber eyes. "Sissy kissy, kissy." He said puckering up his lips just as he did for Yoko.
So little brother wanted a kiss? Well I suppose it couldn't hurt to kiss the boy. After all it was a little peck. Nothing special. "Alright," I lifted the little one in my arms tilting his chin back. My lips descended on his, lightly connecting them together for the kissing embrace of brothers.
It was short and honey sweet. His lips were so soft and delicious for one so young. I wanted to have another taste but I knew better than that. For me to act on this boy's innocence would be a crime although it was not unheard of in the demon world. Me, I wouldn't find any pleasure in molesting a child, let alone one of a mere twenty years.
"Sissy?"
"Yes little brother?"
Inuyasha's wide eyes glittered with excitement and happiness. "Like Sissy kissy." He said nuzzling his face into my drenched chest. His already flowing hair clung to my arms from the water absorbing into it. Still it remained soft.
"Hmm." My claws reached down to comb through his plush hair in repetitions, untangling the knots as I went along. The child admitted to liking my kiss. How could a mere babe understand such intimacy? I doubt he truly understands the full meaning of a kiss. He is after all only twenty years old.
But I think that I… "I like your kiss too Inuyasha."
Perhaps Yoko was right. Maybe my opinion will change on Inuyasha when he gets older. But will my feeling for the boy change too?
These feelings….They confused me. I don't know whether I dislike them or if…I do like them.
But why Inuyasha?
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