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Back To You	By : TheWinterCyan Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 4784 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I don't gain any profit from this nor I own InuYasha. This fiction is just to put my wild imagination at ease.

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Hey, guys! You know, I was eager to complete this chapter because fresh ideas kept pooping out of my head and I do hope it won't stop anytime soon!
So, please enjoy reading this chapter and your POSITIVE criticism is welcome.

WARNING!!! There are GORE and VIOLENCE elements in this chapter. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!

SHOUT-OUT(S) TO:
KIT-KIT: Goodness thank God, I was afraid that I did a lousy job on the first chapter. I hope you'll enjoy this fanfic and stay with me XD
SAMMY JAMS: I'm glad you like it! I'm not really sure about Mpreg on this fic though(not that I'm objecting the idea, I'm gonna put it under consideration). Depends on how many chapters I'm gonna put here, so we'll see.

Nobody dared to question about it. They saw it, but none said a word. Sesshomaru's hold on Inuyasha was glaringly obvious despite the usual stoic mask the demon Lord was putting on.

It was obvious.
But everyone acted as though nothing was happening.
And this pissed the half breed off.

“Fucking bastard get your damn fur off me!” Inuyasha gritted his teeth so hard he swore he could hear something crack somewhere in his mouth. He clenched mokomoko with his claws as if trying to hurt it with his deadly grip and pushed it away from his body. He could feel the lost of heat and comfort once he did that but his pride and ego—and fuck who on Earth would even fucking desire to get touchy with Sesshomaru's fur?—stopped him from once again curling mokomoko around him.

“Asshole, just spit whatever there is you have to say about the yokai shit and get lost!” Inuyasha spat, locking his furious gaze with Sesshomaru's calm eyes. What is his problem, anyway?

“Your foul language hasn't changed, foolish half-breed. Have you no desire to widen you vocabulary?”

“Fuck you, Sesshomaru.”

“I'm afraid not, little brother,” was Sesshomaru's curt reply before he focused his attention toward the others who loyally watching their little banter.

Kaede cleared her throat, praying that the verbal fight between two brothers remained as how it was for she refused to witness her hut to burn down the ground. “Is there anything you wish us to know, Lord Sesshomaru?” The old miko asked.

“Indeed, for the bear tribe of the Southern Lands had given quite some useful information however, the lead comes to a dead end.” Sesshomaru said.

Sango hummed in deep thought before she asked the demon Lord, “What yokai is it and why is he hunting for half breeds?”

“Those remain a mystery even so, there are rumors saying half breeds are hunted for their...gift.” Sesshomaru looked upon Inuyasha. “Am I faultless to ask if you were to know anything about this, Inuyasha?”

Inuyahsa's heart thumped painfully. Gift? What kind of a joke is this? “Bullshit. Half breeds ain't got no gifts. You damn well know this, asshole.” Inuyasha huffed, his temper started kicking his nerves. First, there was a crazy-ass yokai hunting half breeds down and now, another fun fact; half breeds have gifts. “Let's just ignore this because it's clearly stupid.”

Kagome frowned, gripping at the edge of her skirt as she glared at Inuyasha. “Which part of this is stupid, Inuyahsa? Which part of this is stupid?”

“All of this! There is no yokai hunting for half breeds asses and there are no shitty gifts! Because it is impossible and stupid!” Inuyasha ranted. Had not the world seen enough of his suffering to drop a bomb on something as dumb as this. All his life, he had been running and saving himself from yokai who wanted nothing but to eat him or do whatever that pleased them. Nobody told him about gifts and he had grown up with the thought of how filthy he was and such a disgrace to both worlds; humans and demons alike.

This time, it's Miroku's time to speak his mind. “Inuyasha, this is about your life. Do you even realize that you're trying to kill yourself?”

“Look here, monk. I ain't saying that I want to get myself killed. But do you even hear what you guys are saying?”

“Inuyasha, we are all worried about you.” Shippo uttered his sincere concern.

“Tch, the world is better off without the likes of me.”

Inuyasha's friends and Kaede had this pained expression on their face. They knew how life was like for Inuyasha and it was not easy. For Heaven's sake it was always a matter of life and death, every single day. He was shunned, humiliated and abandoned for as early as his memories could remember. Seeing Inuyasha's reaction to the current issue, they could at least understand him, if not feeling the same pain.

“You'll cease this pointless argument, half breed.” Sesshomaru voiced out. “Whether the rumor about half breed's gifts are literal or simply otherwise, the real threat still remains.”

“Since when does this matters to you, bastard? Aren't you to enjoy this since you fucking hate half breeds and this crazy dude is doing most of the job of wiping half breeds clean! So don't pretend you suddenly care for our filthy asses' well being because I don't fucking buy it, asshole!”

A hard grip around Inuyasha's neck got him startled and frozen as he numbly let his body being pushed down onto the floor, fingers on his throat tightened painfully. A weight settled on top of him and a curtain of silver hair that was not his own draped down onto his chest and shoulders. His vision was narrowed to only one thing; Sesshomaru's furious face. The demon Lord's eyes had turned crimson and the magenta stripes on his face changed a darker shade. Inuyasha wriggled strongly, wanting to release himself from his brother's steel hold. His heartbeat ran a faster pace as his mind rushed back to when the exact same demon bore a hole through his gut. It was the same sickening feeling as before.

“L-Let me go, y-you prick. I swear I'll—“

“What exactly could you possibly do, foolish little brother?” Sesshomaru's voice sounded deeper, blended with animalistic growl. Sesshomaru bared his elongated fangs when he once again spoke, “Your baseless rant is unbecoming and you will have to end it soon.”

“To hell with that!” Inuyasha winced when he felt Sesshomaru's fingers gripped tighter. “Y-You hate half breeds. All of t-this means shit to you!” Inuyasha wheezed. His ears stuck flat at both sides of his head as he felt burning pain in his chest. His eyes started to get teary and pulse went frantic. At the corner of his eyes, between the long strands of Sesshomaru's silver hair, he could see his friends' worried face. Each of them seemed so ready to attack Sesshomaru but neither made a move. Maybe it was because of the heavy killing aura that Sesshomaru's yokai emitted. Maybe it was because they knew they would never stand a chance against the demon Lord. Inuyasha sent a blurry gaze toward his older brother, knowing all too well that his eyes betrayed his tough upfront; he was frightened. Yes, he was frightened of Sesshomaru because he could not understand the reason behind the other's fury. Sesshomaru was not about to kill him, no, but he was mad of something else. That was what scaring the half breed.

“Don't get me wrong. I loathe half breeds, still. They deserve nothing to breathe upon this earth.”

“Ass—”

“Their deaths concern me not.” Sesshomaru loosened his grip and rubbed his thumb on Inuyasha's slightly bruised skin, silently apologizing for his rough treatment when Inuyasha gasped for air. “You are the one who I desire to protect, Inuyasha.”

Inuyasha realized, Sesshomaru's eyes were no longer crimson and no more intense aura from his yokai either. It was just Sesshomaru. Plainly Sesshomaru who was acting weird. Inuyasha could not decide if the yokai-crazed demon Lord scared him shitless or this. This, definitely spooked him on a whole new level. Inuyasha wanted to shout curses in the bastard's face and give him a nice hard kick. But he could not. Not when the other's breath fanned his silver locks. Definitely not when Sesshomaru's forehead was against his.

“I refuse to let you perish in other yokai's hands.”

That single, light touch on his skin sent his whole body a tingling sensation. He could have sworn he was blushing. “B-back off, bastard. I get it, damn just get off me.” Inuyasha said between gritted teeth. Because if you don't, You'll sure as hell gonna notice my stupid arousal. Gods, why is it I feel like killing you and kissing you at the same time?

Everyone practically sighed in relief when Sesshomaru lifted himself off from Inuyasha and taking his previous seat, expressionless face back on. “Inuyasha is to stay within my protection until this hunting yokai is slaughtered.”

“Wait! Are you saying you'll be taking him away from us?” Kagome questioned and trying to muster the fact that the Sesshomaru had just offered his help to protect Inuyasha.

Sesshomaru raised an elegant eyebrow. “I don't repeat myself, human.”

Kagoma narrowed her eyes at the demon Lord, hating his attitude. “How do we know that you're not going him later on?”

“If I desire to kill my brother, he would be dead centuries back.” Sesshomaru was obviously pissed by Kagome pondering on what he could say his privacy.

A light hold on his arm made Sesshomaru turned his head to the side with a well curtained surprised look. “Inuyasha?”

“This yokai, is he heading here next? To the West?”

“Indeed,” came the InuYokai's answer.

“How many half breeds are there in the West?” Inuyasha hated making himself to ask such a thing but he needed to know. He needed to be prepared.

Sesshomaru stared deep into his little brother's eyes; searching. Inuyasha felt so bare when meeting Sesshomaru's gaze because he knew, the other could see what was playing inside of his mind.

“A handful.” The lord said. He noticed how Inuyasha's muscles tensed to the information and he knew the half breed in his sight was afraid. Those expressive eyes said it all despite the ranting mouth which spoke the opposite.

“And you're expecting me to tag behind your tail for your damn protection? I'm not a kid anymore, bastard. I can take care of myself.”

“Indeed you are capable of such. However, it has become my greatest concern to have you safe under my care.”

Inuyasha laughed at that, shaking his head. “Oh man, seriously? I think I'm much safer without your care, brother. You can go to that human kid. She needs your holy protection more.” Where was his brother when Inuyasha needed him the most? He was a kid back then, defenseless by definition, and his so called older brother could not care less. And what was worse? Sesshomaru had placed a human kid under his wings, instead of his own little brother. “Get outta here, asshole.”

Sesshomaru stood up with grace and heading for the door. He remained still for a moment, looking back at Inuyasha and said, “The offer stands where it is, little brother,” before he walked out from the hut.

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He licked the blood that trailed down at the corner of his lips, eyes glinting with predatory look. A low chuckle bubbled from his chest as he took slow steps closer. Oh how he loved challenging prey; the more they fight him, the more exciting he got. He heard a whimper coming from the other, obviously frightened. He bit his lower lip as he felt a wave of arousal hit him when he looked at the pale-faced, trembling lithe body. He loved it when his prey was frightened of him. He loved it more when they started to beg him for mercy.

“P-please stop! Don't hurt me!”

He smirked wider. “Tell me how scared you are.” He took a knife from a stone table and unsheathed its cover, licking the blade as his eyes remained on the shocked half demon. Her eyes were wide and tears once again rolled down her scared cheeks. He walked closer to her, knife in hand. “Tell me how scared you are!” He shouted and then chuckled when her sobbed became dramatic.

“Oh my Gods, please sto—no! Very scared! I'm ve-v-very scared!” She cried and struggled to set her hands and legs free but the chain around her wrists and ankles were too tight she could feel blood oozing from her bruised skin. She would run if only she could—if only she knew how. She was hurt, treated humiliatingly with another chain around her neck was bolted into the stone wall, securing her in place.

She was shaking uncontrollably when she felt sharp edge of the knife the other was holding traveled on every part of her naked body. “Sto-Stop, please!” She cried. As if answering to her plea, the demon pressed the blade slightly harder onto her skin, drawing blood.

He hummed thoughtfully when he watched the blood trailed on the female half demon's abdomen. Leaning down, he licked off the blood, growling, before he bit at the open cut and ripped off the skin with his teeth. His victim ejaculated in pain, screaming and the only mercy she got herself was his sadistic laugh. He pushed one clawed finger into the bleeding wound, inching his finger deeper into her gut and hooked out her flesh. He darted his tongue onto his now bloody claw and munched the flesh into his mouth, closing his eyes in pleasure, savoring the taste. He could feel his yokai react to that and he growled, demanding more and more.

“It hurts! Stop! Stop! Why are you doing this to me?!”

He slapped the half demon. “Sweetheart, you deserve this.” His hand was lifted and swifted another hard slap on the other's face, and he slapped again and again until he could hear nothing but soft, weak sobs. “You have what I want. I'll take it from you, soon.”

He stood up and threw the knife at the side, glancing slightly at the bleeding figure on the floor before he walked out from the small room.

* * *

A firm knock landed on the door. Looking up, Sesshomaru said a “Come in,” while pushing aside the journal he was reading.

A male demon, came in and bowed respectfully to Sesshomaru. “Pardon for the intrusion, Sire. I've got some information on the current half breed issue you requested. It appears that the yokai responsible for this is a dark magic yokai. Although killing half breeds is not unusual, however, this particular yokai kidnap his prey, torture them, before killing them by cutting off their limbs into pieces. From my finding, each victim will have a hole in their stomach. It seems like, he eats his victims' guts, my Lord.”

“And his current hunting area?”

“As you are aware, his previous area was the Southern Lands. Theoretically, his next target would be our Lands, sire.” The demon explained.
Sesshomaru stood up from his seating and went to the tall window, looking outside and letting his mind flew to Inuyasha. His foolish little brother had refused his protection he scarcely offered to anyone. Not that Sesshomaru expect Inuyasha to willingly agreed to him but it would be easier if that was the case. With the hunting yokai hot on trail, and Inuyasha wandering around the Lands selflessly did not help him in the situation. Was it too hard to believe that he had changed?

Logically, yes. He knew. Two centuries of fighting and hatred, he could not expect more and all this due to his past mistakes.

“Send troops to secure the borders. Nothing gets in or out and you are to search more leads.” Sesshomaru ordered.

“Understood, my Lord but if I may, why do we have to do all this for half breeds?”

For a moment, Sesshomaru was silent. “My brother's safety is the objective.”

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Miroku yawned for countless time. He gave the back of his head a lazy scratch as he stared up into the dark sky. Once in a while, his eyes trailed on the nice piece of ass in front of him. Oh how nice it would feel if he was able to touch, no, grope on that soft flesh. He could not restrain himself from grinning at his perverted thoughts, unaware of his hands launching forward and squeezed Sango's ass.

It was as if time had stilled itself.

“P-Perverted monk...” Sango clenched her fist as she slowly turned around with barely suppressed anger and embarrassment. “PERVERT!!!” She punched Miroku square in his face and pulled his hair before she gave a number of kicks to the said perverted monk.

Inuyasha stared disbelievingly at the scene before him, face palmed; questioning his purpose of life. “Can't you keep your damn hands off women for a minute? For fuck's sake.” The half breed grumbled.

Both Shippo and Kagome laughed. This was not anything new to them, in fact, they were in need of tension release because none of them could stand the pressure building upon them from the moment they left the village. No, it had already begun since Sesshomaru left Kaede's hut. Inuyasha had been awfully, quiet and deep in thoughts.

All of them had a rather serious fight before leaving; Inuyasha had wanted to travel alone. He started talking nonsense about keeping all of them safe and it was not their fight this time. His rambling ended when Kagome kicked him in the gut, gave him a rough slap across the face and used her spiritual hold over him with the Beads of Subjugation around his neck.

Hence, here they are, together as a pack. Much to Inuyasha's disagreement.

“Hey! I hear flowing river!” Shippo exclaimed in hype. “Let's rest over there, let's go!”

Inuyasha's ears perked up and twitching before he frowned, his lips were pulled into a thin line then he said, “Wait. I smell something.” Inuyahsa sniffed the air with Shippo following suit. Kirara growled, her fur across her back stood up and by seeing that reaction from her, the others held onto their weapons firmly.

Shippo looked wide-eyed at Inuyasha. “Inuyasha, it's—”

“Fresh blood.” Inuyasha jumped onto a tree and leapt on branches to get himself to the river, ignoring the calls from his friends. He just had a very bad feeling about this and his intuition strongly said this had something to do with the half breed hunting. Inuyasha alighted himself firmly onto the ground and gasped once he saw what was before him.

Blood everywhere. The river was flowing red. There were limbs all over the place, separated from the body.

His legs were trembling and he felt a bile threatening to come out from his mouth. He could barely notice the others' arrival at the scene; mind was too foggy with the intense foul smell and gut-wrenching sight.

Kagome turned away and emptied her stomach, knees wobbled. She tried to hold herself up by leaning against the huge rock, eyes refused to take in whatever it was in front of her. “Psychopath. This yokai is a sadistic psychopath!” She cried, grasping her head with her hands as she clenched her eyes shut.

Inuyasha looked on the ground and saw a head, lying lifelessly on the dirt; Eyes tore out and visible bruises could be marked.

Whatever sadistic psychopath meant, Inuyasha was sure it described the situation precisely and there was only one thing on his mind.

“I have to meet my bastard older brother.”
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