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Unexpected Circumstance	By : Neptunesdemon Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 13382 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Title: Unexpected Circumstance
Author: Neptunesdemon
Archive: Fanfiction net; Mpreg mailing list
Category: Mpreg, romance, drama
Pairings: Inuyasha/Sesshomaru
Rating: R
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Yoai, OOC, incest, non-con, lemon, OC, mpreg, evilness
Author's Note: Good god I'm nervous. I don't know why, I just think you guys will hate it. I think it's not good, but I guess I'll let you be the judge of that. It's a long one. Okay, you go ahead. I'll be at the end.
xoxoxoxox
Sesshomaru hadn't known how to react to Minako's words, so he hadn't reacted at all. He had sat there, for over a minute, just staring blankly at the old saru, whose smile had thankfully faded. Now the midwife's face was struck with a frown of increasing worry as she looked back at the inu prince.
"Pregnant?" His voice finally came to him.
Minako hesitated, but was nodding in confirmation soon enough, and Sesshomaru saw red.
Slowly, he stood from his seat, Kazue still in his arms, but the pup happily chewing on a lock of his birthing father's hair. Sesshomaru hadn't noticed either way, even as said lock pulled as he handed the boy over to the midwife. The boy fussed for moment with losing his makeshift chew toy, but was distracted by the toy the old woman offered him in a quick replacement to his losing his first.
"I demand a healer." Came the even voice, Sesshomaru slowly stalking over to a wall where his swords were hanging. "I will take care of this."
Minako chanced resting Kazue to the floor, the pup's red-gold eyes watching after her trailing robe with infantile interest, growing teeth busy gnawing at the toy in his mouth. She walked to Sesshomaru, who had lifted Tenseiga from where it rested and was now tying to his waist. She grabbed his arm, drawing his attention to her scowling face and pausing his task for the moment.
"Take care of what might I ask?" She demanded, her eyes hard as steel.
He didn't need to ask her to know what she was trying to find out, and Sesshomaru merely gave a 'hn', before he was pulling free of her hold and reaching out for Tokijin. He paused momentarily to dwell and savor the familiar weight of it in his hand. It had been so long since he had last had the hilt in his grip. He had actually missed it.
"Prince Sesshomaru!" Came Minako's insistent voice, and he looked to her with only a raised brow, tying Tokijin in its rightful place on his waist.
"You need not be upset." Sesshomaru calmly responded, turning away to walk back to the side of the room that held a rope. He walked past Kazue, who had long forgotten the toy and stretched small arms out as his father passed him. "I will keep the pup."
Minako visibly relaxed and calmed, though now she was terribly confused.
"Then your need of the healer?" She questioned as Sesshomaru pulled the rope, which sounded a small bell to call the closest servant.
"It has nearly been a week since the pup's conception." Sesshomaru told her, walking closer to her once again. "My scent will change soon enough. I wish not for this news to reach the wrong ears, or noses rather."
The tug on the end of his kimono had him looking down and he looked down to find Kazue blinking up at him, before the child offered him a drool laden smile. Then the pup was distracted again and was slowly and cautiously crawling off, Sesshomaru stunned momentarily.
"My word, he's crawling." Minako said with a smile. "How lucky you are to be blessed with two happy instances in one day."
Sesshomaru's couldn't help the small smile as he watched Kazue explore around the room, his hand resting over his stomach where supposedly his second child was growing. The news made him remember what he had fully intended to do.
"When the servant arrives, send for a healer to send me medicine that will hide my scent." He told Minako, walking over to where Kazue now sat chewing on a small fist. He lifted the boy into his arms, nuzzling his son with pride before he was looking back to the midwife, who watched him with an affection he had not seen before.
"Motherhood suits you well, my prince."
He cringed at that, before he was moving to hand the boy over so that he could then head for his armor that was hanging on display on a separate wall from where his swords had been.
"I'll make the poultice to hide your scent." Minako offered, watching as he began to put the armor on. "No need to have more people know of your condition than is necessary."
"Agreed." He said, fitting the armor on properly. "Then when the servant arrives, set them to a different task. I shall return soon enough."
"And just where are you headed, my prince?" Minako asked as he began to leave the room. "You look as if you're ready for war."
Sesshomaru stopped before the door, his fists clenching and his teeth grinding as he struggled to calm himself. When he was relaxed again, he looked to the midwife from over his shoulder, his cold stare and mask adorned once again.
"You may send for that healer." He told her, the monkey not understanding one bit. "I'm sure my mate will need one once I am through with him."
xoxoxoxox
Inuyasha sighed as he rested his now empty tea cup down, his eyes glancing at Miroku who was now draining his third bottle of sake. He hadn't thought the monk was such a lightweight, as by now Miroku looked as if he would topple over if Inuyasha so much as blew air on him.
The bottle tumbled down onto the table and the houshi was now giggling giddily, as he steadied himself with both hands on the table top. Inuyasha only rolled his eyes with a shake of his head. That was exactly what he was avoiding, and he knew that later on the monk was going to pay for his indulgence with a massive headache, and probably a few smacks from Sango.
"You know 'Yasha." His friend slurred, before bloodshot and somewhat unfocused eyes steadied on him as best as the monk could manage. "I'm happy that we're friends."
"Yeah, me too, Miroku." Inuyasha said, his hand reaching out to slide a fourth bottle out of the way of Miroku's reaching hand. "How about we get you to go take a nap?"
"Hmm, a nap sounds nice." The monk all but moaned, before he was giving an eerie grin. "With Miss Sango there. Ah, 'Yasha, I want her so bad."
The hanyou choked, before he was shooting up and getting ready to find a way to shut his friend up before he could go into details. And, knowing the the perverted nature of the monk's mind, he would rather avoid such a thing.
"Okay, sleepy time for Miroku." The Daiyoukai announced, as he made his way to where Miroku sat swaying.
As he grabbed his friend up and easily pulled him to his feet, Miroku leaned against him heavily, laughing as if Inuyasha had just told him the most hilarious joke he'd ever heard.
"Oh, 'Yasha, you're so funny." He giggled, feet sloppily moving as Inuyasha began to lead him to the door. "And you have a really nice ass, for a guy at least."
Inuyasha almost tripped with that statement, reminded that the monk had indeed gotten a good look at his behind not too long ago. He ground his teeth to keep himself at bay, since the sudden urge to pummel his friend again was taking over.
"You rascal, you and I have to go over some techniques." The monk went on, all the while giggling and hiccuping. "You have some talent. I mean the way you made your brother scream. I didn't think Sesshomaru could sound like that."
'Just ignore him, Inuyasha.' The hanyou was telling himself, having to drag Miroku as the monk seemed to stop walking. Why the hell was the door so far away? 'Just keep walking.'
"I consider you quite lucky, you know." Miroku rambled on, head lolling forward and speech slowing a bit. "I didn't think anything of it before, but after seeing him, I would dare taste the flesh of a man if it were him. Sesshie. . . so beautiful. Is he as tight as he loo-"
Miroku ended with a yelp as he found himself crashing face first into the floor, Inuyasha having let him go with a growl. With a moan of pain, Miroku lifted his head and tried to focus on one of the few hanyous now obscuring his vision.
"What happened?" He questioned, as if he hadn't been about to ask Inuyasha a very intimate question about his mate.
"You idiot!" Inuyasha said, raising his foot and ready to smash his friend's face in. "I should kick your ass!"
That was as far as he got, as suddenly the shoji screen slammed open and both were looking up, Inuyasha far faster than the sprawled idiot on the floor, at who had decided to interrupt them. Upon recognizing Sesshomaru, the youkai donning both swords and decked out in armor as well as the deadly glare set on the Daiyoukai, Inuyasha lowered his foot and turned to meet his mate. Miroku only tried to offer a seductive smile, before he was struggling to stand, but failing and falling over. He opted for lying on his side, head propped up in his hand, and waving drunkenly at the glowering youkai that he had gotten the honor of getting closer to these few months.
"Hello, sexy. What can I do for you?"
The punch to his head was enough to knock him cold, and Inuyasha felt no sympathy as he glared back at his friend, before looking back to Sesshomaru from where he was crouching over Miroku.
"Idiot." He muttered as he straightened, rubbing his now smarting knuckles as he looked back to his mate. "What's wrong? We under attack?"
Sesshomaru merely stepped inside, his hand slowly closing the shoji screen so that they would be in a private setting with the monk now unconscious on the floor. Inuyasha watched him do so with a confused face, and soon the door was completely pulled shut with a soft thunk of sound before hell seemed to have broken loose.
Inuyasha stumbled back and fell on his ass, luckily missing the swipe of a sword that had been aimed for his head and he barely had time to move out of the way as it followed after him. Having rolled to his left, he stared back at his brother's sword having sliced into the wooden floor where he had just been, his eyes wide with confusion and a bit a fright.
"Sesshomaru, what the fuck!" He was screaming out, scrambling to stand up as Sesshomaru pulled the sword free and turned back to him. "What the hell's gotten into you!"
"Be quiet." Came the monotonous demand, Sesshomaru's amber eyes ice-cold and unforgiving. "You will atone for your selfish endeavor, hanyou."
"What?" Was all Inuyasha could say in confusion, before he was dodging Tokijin's deadly blade again, carefully maneuvering around his brother so that he didn't find himself cornered in any way.
It went on this way for a good minute or two, before Inuyasha was grunting in discomfort at the fist that managed to land a hit in his stomach. It was a hard one, too, causing him to fall to his knees winded. What the fuck was going on? First Hiromi and now his mate? Did the bitch get to him or something?
"Stand up, you pathetic excuse of a demon." Sesshomaru bit out. "This Sesshomaru is not through with you."
Inuyasha sighed, but complied anyway, taking to his feet as he still panted and gasped for breath.
"Look-"
The punch to his face cut him short and sent him flying a bit, and as he landed with a groan, Sesshomaru followed after him, Tokijin raised and ready to deliver a damaging blow. However, Tetsusaiga was finally drawn, and the swords clanged loudly as Sesshomaru was blocked.
"What the hell?" Inuyasha muttered, as he realized that Tetsusaiga hadn't transformed and was merely in its rusty and pretty much useless form. "What the fuck's going on?"
His question went unanswered, since he doubted the kick that Sesshomaru sent to his already bruising stomach was much of one, and he wheezed in pain for a moment as his mate watched down at him with an unsympathetic gaze.
"Get up." Sesshomaru bid him, his sword pointing down at him.
Inuyasha glared up at his brother, whose face held no form of emotion to help the hanyou figure out what the hell was wrong, and slowly stood from the floor. The moment he was standing, was the moment the attacks started again, but he was ready, catching Sesshomaru by the wrist with a grunt of effort.
He'd forgotten that Sesshomaru had two arms again, as the older inu's free hand shot out and wrapped about his throat, cutting off the younger of the two's air supply. As he struggled to breathe, Inuyasha hissed out a gasped curse, before he was thinking of what he could do for a last resort. His mind went blank and he realized the only thing he could do was try to find out what had gotten his brother so upset?
"Sessh?" He gasped out, his hand wrapping about the wrist trying to pull the crushing grip from around his throat. "What the hell's gotten into you!"
A child would have been the proper answer, but Sesshomaru instead growled, wanting to grip his hand tighter and rid himself of the troubles to come that this mate and brother of his was sure to bring. His youki, obviously having returned from whatever vacation it had taken, was objecting, however.
Please we will need him for the pup. You must stop or I will stop you and submit for his forgiveness.
'As if I would give you the chance.'
He let go either way, taking one last hook to his brother's jaw and satisfied with the burst lip he managed to give him. He was now panting and disheveled from the ordeal he had put his brother through, but he felt better. Much, much better and far calmer than before.
With a sigh of satisfaction, he sheathed Tokijin and turned to leave the room and his mate behind.
"Hey, wait a second!" Inuyasha was screaming out and causing him to stop in his tracks. "You're just gonna leave! After kicking my ass for no good reason, you're gonna walk out of here like nothing happened! I want an explanation, damn it!"
"You deserve nothing." Was all Sesshomaru said as he left. "You have kept your life. Be grateful that I was merciful enough to grant you that."
"What!"
But Sesshomaru was gone and Inuyasha was left behind in pain. With a frustrated growl, he let himself drop to the ground, too exhausted and hurt to do much else. As he lay there panting, he tried his best to figure out what he could have possibly done now to have pissed off Sesshomaru this much? Did he know about his fight with his mother?
'And where the hell were you?' Inuyasha was growling to his inner self, who had done nothing to help him. 'Why didn't you try to defend me or something? All the other times you stick your nose into my business and when I'm getting my ass kicked, you flake on me!'
Too risky.
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean!" He shouted out loud, now more angry than he was confused.
He heard groaning and he turned his head to find Miroku beginning to move. The monk slowly sat up, still swaying and one hand grabbing at his head.
"What happened?" The monk slurred, violet eyes groggily looking about. "My head hurts."
The two were interrupted by the sound of a youkai entering the room, and upon looking at the two males in front of her, the mature woman only sighed with a shake of her head. Inuyasha only ignored her, as she entered the room and headed first to Miroku, his eyes glaring up at the ceiling.
'Just what the fuck is going on? What the hell could have happened for him to get so upset?'
He merely lay there, waiting for the healer to get to him, his mind going over the various things that could have pissed his lover off. And then he was remembering his drunken romp with Kouga last night, and the flashes of their conversation had him groaning at his stupidity. It was easy to assume that Sesshomaru had found out, but the only way he could think that could happen was with the wolf opening his big mouth.
"That load-mouthed idiot!" Inuyasha snarled out, the healer meeping as he jumped up from his place on the floor. "He's dead!"
xoxoxoxox
Kouga gathered the courage and strength he needed, as he stood outside of the double doors of the suite he should have been sharing with his mate. Ginta was still upset with him, not to mention even more upset as he and Inuyasha had shown up to the grand welcome of the princess with matching hangovers. He had tried to apologize, but had gotten nothing but an earful, which did nothing for his hangover. Then he was bid to his separate quarters, where he had retreated to in defeat for most of the morning.
By noon, he had thought it best to go to his mate and try to get on his good side again. He didn't think it would be so difficult to endure being separated from Ginta for such a short while, though it felt like forever. Besides, he wanted to see his pups, too.
With a deep breath, he knocked on the door and then he held his breath as he waited. After a few moments, the shoji slid open, and out peeked Hakkaku's head. Kouga growled a bit in irritation at the sight of the wolf, who only offered him a carefree smile.
"Oh, it's you." The wolf said by way of greeting.
"What the hell are you doing in my rooms!" He demanded, Hakkaku offering him a nervous laugh.
"Well, Ginta asked if I could help out with the pups, being that you were too much of a lousy mate to even try. His words, not mine."
"He's the one that sent me away!" Kouga argued, his eye close to twitching.
"Well, maybe if you weren't such an inconsiderate oaf, I wouldn't have to!"
Kouga nearly meeped as his angered mate slid open the other shoji screen, his face fixed with a mixture of a pout and glare, one arm balancing a feeding Sachiko.
"But, I said I was sorry." Was all Kouga could offer, before he was frowning. "Hey, don't you have any decency? You can't just feed her out in the open! What if someone sees you!"
Ginta only rolled his eyes before turning to head back inside.
"It never bothered you before." He called back, Kouga taking the chance to follow him inside.
Hakkaku closed the doors behind them, walking over to sit beside Ginta, though not too close as Kouga was already growling at him in warning. Yukio was laying comfortably in a basket, his mouth biting on a curled fist, small suckling sounds a warning that he was ready to be fed himself.
"Yeah, well, now it does." Kouga said, plopping next to his mate who, much to his relief, didn't object. "I don't need you flashing my goods to every demon that passes by."
"Your goods!" Ginta snapped, his eyes looking to his mate with a glare. "What do you mean your goods!"
Kouga waited patiently as Ginta burped their baby girl and rested her in the basket next to her twin brother. Before Ginta could try to reach for their son, Kouga swooped in and gathered his mate in his arms, mouth closing over the smaller wolf's before he could object. He figured that his mate had been missing him, if the sudden shuddering that took Ginta's body and the muffled moan was anything to go by.
He slowly pulled away to kiss a path to Ginta's ears, teasing the sensitive appendage before whispering to him, "Yeah, my goods. You're my mate, so that means every inch of you is mine."
Ginta could only moan again, his hands pulling his Alpha closer even though he wanted to knock Kouga on the side of his head. He'd do that later when his youki wasn't begging in his head that he let his Alpha prove himself to him.
Kouga couldn't help his grin as his mate was soon writhing and pressing against him, and he quickly looked up to a blushing Hakkaku, who was trying his best to ignore the two by folding away clean diapers.
"Hey, you! Scram!"
He didn't need to be told twice. With a quick bow, Hakkaku disappeared, leaving the two mates alone with their children. Kouga wasted no time laying Ginta back onto the floor, the smaller Beta struggling between pushing the wolf off or allowing him to get his way and submit.
Yukio's whining had him deciding the latter, and although he accepted the deep kiss Kouga caught him with, his hands gently began prying his libidinous mate away from him.
"Wait, I still have to feed Yukio." He panted, his cheeks flushed and eyes hooded. His body was already aflame and willing to feel Kouga take him. It had been quite a while since they had any time together in this manner. The pups took all of his attention and energy.
"He'll be fine." Kouga murmured, his nose nuzzling his mating mark and his hips grinding down against his lover. "We'll be quick."
Ginta could only groan and whimper as his mark was teased further, and he was soon panting and moaning, legs wrapped about his mate's waist and his arms pulling Kouga closer. He was upset with himself for his wanton behavior, his son was likely to start bawling soon if he didn't pull away to start feeding him. Luckily enough, a distraction came bursting through the door.
"Hey, ya mangy bastard!"
"Inuyasha?" Kouga asked, pulling away reluctantly to glare up at the hanyou, who was scowling down at him. "What the hell are you doing! Can't you see I'm busy here!"
The loud voices were the breaking point, and then Yukio was shrieking, Sachiko starting to yip and whine beside him. Kouga was pushed away none too gently and Ginta was soon tending to his children, the Alpha wolf groaning as he lost the chance of rutting with his mate once again. This time it was all the hanyou's fault.
"Thanks a lot, flea-brain!" He spouted, standing and trying his best to comfortably arrange his untended to erection.
He could only give a small sound of surprise as he was suddenly yanked by his armor, pulled closer so that golden eyes could glare directly into blue.
"You idiot, did you say anything to Sesshomaru!" Inuyasha demanded, Kouga's face twisting in confusion for a moment.
"What the hell are you talking about, mutt?"
"You know what I'm talking about!" Inuyasha shouted. "I just got my ass handed to me by a pissed off Sesshomaru, and the only thing I could think of is that you told him about our little conversation last night."
"Why the hell would I tell Sesshomaru anything!" Kouga demanded, pushing Inuyasha off of him and righting himself. "I'm not stupid, Inuyasha. I think I know when to keep quiet about discussing our sex lives."
He realized his mistake the moment the words left his mouth, and the air around him seemed to go colder by a few degrees. Inuyasha felt it too, and the two slowly looked to Ginta, both gulping as they were met with a dark glare and an even darker scowl.
"You. Did. What."
"You idiot." Was all Inuyasha mumbled, his face scowling at the wolf leader, now frozen stiff in anticipation of his mate's next reaction.
Lucky enough, whatever Ginta had in store was interrupted by a shoji screen sliding open and Hakkaku sticking his head inside.
"Lord Inuyasha!"
Though it was the hanyou that had been called, Inuyasha wasn't the only one to look up.
"You have a message from the council! They say that it's urgent!"
"Urgent? They wouldn't happened to have said what the message was?"
Hakkaku slid the other door open and Inuyasha was greeted with the sight of a winded and bloodied spy, a young bear demon with reddish-brown locks. He was panting, an obvious sign that he had run from wherever he had been, and hadn't stopped until getting here. His hair was matted with blood, his right eye closed to prevent any leaking in as it slowly dripped down his face, and his left arm wrapped about his middle in an attempt to stop the bleeding to a wound that could be fatal.
"My lord." He gasped out, blood dribbling past his cheeks. "An army from the south is approaching."
"Those snakes have some nerve!" Inuyasha bit out, hands clenching at his side, but the young bear demon only shook his head.
"You have the wrong reptile. The lizard clan of the South have declared war in revenge of Tokage's death. I was caught spying and barely managed to escape, they've double their effort to reach here as fast as they can."
The young demon ended with a coughing fit, crumbling to his knees as blood dripped onto the floor beneath him. Hakkaku knelt beside him to support him, and Inuyasha swore under his breath before he was rushing forward and out of the door.
"Hakkaku, find him a healer." He called back as he started down the hall. "Kouga, I suggest you follow me. I didn't call you here so you could watch from the sidelines."
Kouga only nodded, before he was looking back to his mate, who was watching the bear demon in a sort of daze as he clutched their son closer to him. Moving forward and risking Ginta's wrath, since he was sure the wolf was still mad at him, he gently rested a hand on his cheek, breaking the small trance instantly.
"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to my family." He promised, knowing what must be running through Ginta's mind.
The smaller wolf only nodded, before he was sending a frown up to his lover.
"This doesn't mean I'm not mad at you still." He reminded him, Kouga only giving a small laugh.
"I know." He responded before leaning in to give Ginta a short kiss on his lips, placing one to the top of his son's head as well. "I'll be back as soon as I can."
Ginta nodded, watching him kneel to kiss his daughter a short goodbye as well, before Kouga was gone, rushing after the inu-hanyou just as a healer came rushing in. He would admit that he was worried about having brought his children in to the middle of what could so easily turn into a battlefield, but he had no doubt that had he stayed behind without Kouga's protection, he would have been worse off. It's not to say he didn't think himself strong, but he had always known his limits and there was only so long he could hold out before he went down.
"Ginta, may we use a bedroll, the healer needs him laying down." Hakkaku's voice broke his thoughts and Ginta quickly nodded.
He rest Yukio back beside his sister, before he was showing the way to the bedroll that he quickly lay out for the wounded spy. He hadn't really thought of how bad things probably were when Inuyasha had called for their help, but now that he looked down at one of the first of many to be wounded from this ordeal, he could only suspect that things would become much worse.
xoxoxoxox
Sesshomaru stormed into his room, very much satisfied with the way he had handled things. He knew he couldn't truly hurt Inuyasha, but he had to give the hanyou something in return for impregnating him. . . again. He groaned as he was hit with the reality of the situation.
He was pregnant with his mate's child, and a war looming on the horizon, not to mention Naraku was out to kill him. As fearful as he had become of the hanyou, he could still hold his own, and he knew that he could defeat the spider-bastard if he had the chance. But now, he would have to worry about his strength lessening again. Granted, it would not happen for another couple of weeks, but it would happen none the less.
The other thing that had him worried was that his mother was here, and she was the last person that he wanted to know of this. In fact, he rather that she not know at all. The woman had her contacts though, so it was most definitely inevitable. He'd accept that, since it meant he didn't have to tell her himself.
He looked about the main room and found that Minako and his sons were gone. Most likely to catch up with Kaori and Rin. Good, it gave him more time to think and despair. With a sigh he was moving towards his bedroom, ready to sulk between the silken sheets. He never sulked, he was Sesshomaru, he saw no need to sulk, but at this point in time it felt like the right thing to do.
"Ah, there you are!"
He had barely made it across the room, when the voice coming from the garden caught his attention. He turned in time to see his mother dismissing her two personal guards, and closing the door after stepping in side.
Hiromi offered him a smile, and Sesshomaru nearly cringed. When his mother smiled, nothing good came from it. Her icy facade was only broken when she had something in mind, and he worried as to what was possibly brewing in her head.
"Hahaue." He greeted, his head bowing in respect. He couldn't much stand her, but he did know to respect his elders.
The woman moved closer, her head bowing herself and she studied her son, who stood a bit nervously as she stared him down.
"I talked to this hanyou that you have taken as a mate." Hiromi finally began, Sesshomaru sagging in relief as she walked away to take a seat at the low tea table.
She settled on the floor cushion, before she was inviting him over with a gesture, taking to pouring the tea for them both. Sesshomaru took a deep breath and started over, taking the seat opposite of her and accepting the tea with another bow of his head. Tentatively he sipped it, not sure how his stomach was going to react. So far, so good. The urge to bring it back up wasn't strong, he could manage it.
"This, Inuyasha, I can find no words to describe him at this moment." She began, slowly sipping her own tea.
"Idiotic, imbecilic, oaf, uncivilized, rude-"
"Yes." Hiromi cut him off with a laugh. "He is all those things and more. It made me wonder why you even submitted to such a ghastly creature."
"It is my anger that has me speaking ill of him." Sesshomaru corrected. "Contrary to his brutish nature, he can be quite respectful and observant of my needs and feelings. He may be a hanyou, but his strength is equal to that of my own, and in time he will gain the experience to truly be a Daiyoukai worthy of his title. I am proud of him."
"Do you love him?"
The question made him choke on his tea, as Sesshomaru couldn't believe the words he was hearing. Love? His mother was asking him about love? This from the woman who had told him that marriage was only a way to secure your future and a life that was fitting of your status.
"I beg your pardon?" He was able to push out, though he was still coughing a bit.
The female inu only gave him another smile, her chin resting atop her interlaced finger as she looked innocently at her son.
"Surely, Sesshomaru, you heard me ask if you love him?"
"Hahaue, I do not think this is the proper discussion for-"
"Oh, please, Sesshomaru, I'm your mother." She waved her hand as if to brush aside his concern. "Proper etiquette aside, I must know how to judge this mating. I have talked to your father's son, and I have determined I must find out a few more things before I fully deny my consent and refuse the mating ceremony take place."
Damn, he had actually forgotten about that. There were times that he actually despised being royalty, all these damn rules and traditions. The mating ceremony would usually take place three days after the mating, but things hadn't turned out that way. Besides, he and Inuyasha were no where in the castle. However, the downside was that the parents had to approve. If they should deny, then the mating was frowned upon, and extreme lengths were taken to break the bond. Why it didn't occur to have the parents approve before the mating was lost to him. It would save a lot of trouble in the long run. He knew, however, that mating season was just that intense and rutting couldn't exactly be put off too long before bitches in heat drove the dominant males to go berserk.
Now he sat here, needing his mother's approval. If his father had been alive, the female's opinion would not be so powerful, but as she was his only living parent, she held the power in her hand. Not to mention, that she was the true mate to the Lord Touga. She still held power to make political decisions as well, especially with Inuyasha and his mating waiting for her blessing.
"Sesshomaru, it's rude to keep Hahaue waiting."
"What purpose will this serve, if I may be so bold to ask?"
"Why, it will help me further with my decision." Hiromi informed him, returning to her tea. "I must know that you two are in love."
"Did you love my father?"
He watched Hiromi grow still, her hand nearly dropping her teacup, which she chose to slowly settle it back on the table. He had never really known how his mother felt about his father. He had always assumed that she didn't, as she had left the first chance she had gotten. He was still a child then, and he had thought she hadn't loved him either. But that was before he learned that he didn't need love to become strong. Love made you weak after all, and he was to be Daiyoukai so there was no need for anything that weakened him.
"Your father and I, we were arranged to be married." Hiromi began, her voice a bit shaky. "I was so young, and your father he wasn't old, but he had just hit maturity. I had yet to reach my first heat, but it was a marriage made on desperation. The inu-clan was declining, and they were desperate to save it. I hated him, wanted nothing to do with him, and I nearly cried during our ceremony. I think he knew how much I despised the decision, so he left me alone.
"He gave me separate chambers, allowed me to hold company with whomever I chose, and he spoiled me. He told me it was his job to take care of me, promised that he would prove that he was worthy of me. And even when I reached my first heat, he restrained from taking me. It was a struggle for him I knew, so I demanded a castle, somewhere to run to when I had hit my heat. He granted it to me. And so our lives went on, him treating me so well, even though I was so cold in return. Then one day, I was in my private palace and I received a summons from your father, he had become Daiyoukai. It was at that moment I realized how I truly felt about Lord Touga. Needless to say, I answered the summons and met your father. He gave me jewels, he gave me fine silk, and he offered me an eternity of any and everything I could have ever wanted."
Sesshomaru looked to his mother as she suddenly stopped, her head lowering so that her eyes were hidden by the silver bangs hanging into her face. He saw her fists clench on the table top, before she was hiding them away atop her lap under the table.
"It came with a price, however. Your father wanted a son in return. I had wanted to refuse, but I was spoiled. If it meant keeping things the way they were, I would grant him this one wish. The night your father and I conceived you strengthened my feelings further. I spent my pregnancy in my palace and refused your father any entrance, even at your birth."
She gave a small laugh, one that sounded a bit bitter and a tad bit crazed.
"Your birth. . . I had never experienced that much pain. I hated your father for what he had done to me, hated that he had tricked me into something such as labor. I would never endure it again. That was why I never gave him another, though he did ask. He gave me more riches, more grand clothes, catered to my every whim, but I still refused. And then he asked me, when he was tired of trying and failing; do you even love me?"
Silence fell over the two, as Hiromi seemed to have to gather herself. Her son sat in silence, not sure of what to think of her retelling her past and the story of how he came to be, but he was a bit appreciative. It still did not explain his mother's cold nature, but it was easier for him to try and piece things together now.
"Did you love him?" He asked again, and Hiromi gave a sad laugh.
"Would that have kept him from the human princess?" She asked, her voice lower and strained. "If I had told him the truth, would it have stopped his taking another? I believe it would have, but your Hahaue is very selfish, Sesshomaru. So instead, I lied. I told him there was no way that love was possible in a mating that was forced and I refused him a second son. And, so as to not be done in by your father's kindness and made to change my mind, I left. But life in a palace with no child and no mate, it can be lonely, and when I finally returned, Touga had found another. It hurt to see him so happy with another female, and I cried.
"I had rarely cried at all, but then, I cried for what I had lost. I was stupid, and my hurt was my own fault. And to add to my hurt, I was informed that you had been going into heat. I was horrified to know that you were set for the same fate that I had. You had to be Daiyoukai, my son. I refused to have you follow in my footsteps. I wanted to take you with me, but I knew that would be more selfish than I was already being. So, I left you and I left your father to his human woman. And it hurt me more than I admit, because I loved you father and I loved you."
Hiromi looked up to her son with wet eyes, the tears at bay even though she wanted to let them fall.
"Now, does that answer your question?" She asked, shaky hands reaching for the tea set.
"That and many others that I had." Sesshomaru admitted, reaching out to do the task for her. "Though, I have my doubts on how true your love is."
Hiromi laughed, before she was reaching out to take the cup of tea.
"And I don't blame you." She said with a small smile, and then she was sipping her tea. "Though you have yet to answer the question yourself."
"The answer is irrelevant, as I already know despite whichever I choose, you will deny your blessing." Sesshomaru said, standing from the table and heading for his bedroom.
"Sesshomaru!"
His mother's call had him stilling in his steps, turning back to watch the female stand from the table, her cheeks wet with the few tears that had managed to escape when his back was turned. She offered him a small smile, and it seemed genuine and warm for once. It caused him to frown a bit, not sure what had triggered this sudden change in character for the demoness.
"You're positively glowing."
Sesshomaru stiffened, his eyes widening at words, which sounded no where as cold as they usually did.
"What?"
"Oh, please, Sesshomaru." Hiromi huffed, walking closer and risking a hand that she planted on Sesshomaru's cheek. "I was pregnant once before, as you should know being my son. I know the early signs, and you're starting to glow. Not to mention, you looked a horrid mess before. I'm not happy to know that your hanyou had been telling the truth. You offered him this child?"
"What did he tell you?" He demanded suddenly, Hiromi blinking in confusion for a moment. "How did he-"
"He doesn't know!" Hiromi's smile was genuine, and it was easy to see that she was enjoying this. "And here I thought his words were sure because he already knew, but he was merely speaking on what he planned to do. It is quite remarkable to know that he has no idea that you're carrying his first-born. You'll be getting rid of it?"
Sesshomaru stumbled back, his face taking its cold mask again as he glared down at his mother, who seemed to have realized her mistake.
"It would be what you would want, wouldn't it?"
"That's not what I meant." She admitted, her hands clasping in front of her. "I merely wanted to know why you haven't told him as of yet. My assumption was that you did not plan to keep it, and if he knew of the child, he would want you to. I'm sorry to jump to conclusions."
She turned then, heading back to the garden doors and they opened as she reached, her two guards obediently waiting for her. She turned back to him before she left, her small smile in place again.
"Hahaue has been convinced, though the question was left unanswered. Your condition is all the proof I need, but that hanyou, he still must prove himself."
"What do you mean?" Sesshomaru asked her and Hiromi merely shrugged.
"He says he loves you, but he must prove it to me first." She informed him, not missing the hitch in her son's breath as she revealed this. "I will not give my blessing if I find his love untrue. Until this evening, my son."
And then she was gone, leaving Sesshomaru stunned in his suite and his brain trying to comprehend what his mother had just revealed. He forced himself not to dwell on it, there would be a time for that later. Love was the last thing he had to think about, especially with enemies being hosted under his roof.
He began to remove his armor and weapons, carefully replacing them to their rightful places, before finally entering his bedroom uninterrupted. Suddenly weary, perhaps it was the beating he had given Inuyasha that tired him, he lay on his bed on his left side with his right hand unconsciously settling over his abdomen. It was a bit unnerving knowing that he hadn't had a chance to tone them to the muscled state they had been in before, especially now that it would begin swelling again in a few weeks. He'd have to let it pass and just put up with it, being disfigured for a bit was easy to forgive now knowing what he did. He had had the smallest implication, but it was far nicer than he'd admit to have it proven, even though it would have been best to know it from the hanyou himself.
"Did you hear that, little one?" He was suddenly talking to the small life inside of him, though still too small to have any aura to be felt. "Your Otousan seems to love me. And I am sure, when I finally permit him to know I am with child, he will love you as well."
Indeed. His youki agreed, and he was content to fall asleep with a small smile.
xoxoxoxox
Kagura had struggled to come to this decision, but she had forced herself to come back here. She had been far too yielding to the bastard, and she hated him for it. She was afraid of no one, and she bowed to know one. Or at least, that was what she liked to think. Though the sorceress had found herself following every command, every order, and every request that Naraku had pelted her way. She was ashamed of herself. But she knew that it was inevitable, the man had the power to take her out of existence, and she would admit, she liked living. However, she liked her freedom more and she refused to serve under that disgusting man any longer. There was a chance that she would be caught and the hanyou could absorb her back into himself, but she would risk it. She had to at least try.
She landed in front of the familiar, rickety, old hut, her eyes glaring at the decrepit structure and dreading having to step foot inside. She hated that old woman, but she had no where else to turn to. Kana was hard to convince, and even the human slave that Naraku kept was now under his direct bidding again. She was alone in this, so she had to find assistance elsewhere. She figured the best person to know was the old sage, even if she was a loony old bat.
She didn't move forward as of yet, knowing that it wasn't really necessary, the old bitch had to know she was here. Hell, Kagura had a feeling that she already knew that she was coming. However, she was a difficult person and that meant she would probably stay cooped up in her little hut until the wind sorceress announced her arrival.
"Old woman, I know you're in there!" Kagura burst out, her eyes glaring sharper. "I demand your assistance!"
There was a few moments of silence before the door began to creak open, but only wide enough so that someone was peeking out.
"Why, Kagura, is that you?" The old woman began, her mirth glittering in her eyes. "Why it seems like just yesterday you were at my door."
"It was yesterday, you old bat!" Kagura snapped. "You pretended that you weren't home!"
"Hmm, I don't recall."
"Just let me in, old woman!" Kagura nearly shrieked, already losing her patience. Good gods, why was she doing this again? Right, it meant no more Naraku.
"Sheesh! I knew you were cold, but I didn't think you had fire in you, too!" The woman cackled, opening the door to look at Kagura head on. When she was done laughing, she walked outside, her brown eyes locked with Kagura's red.
"So, you came back, I see." She began, her smile subtle but still crazed. "I knew you'd be back. You're too much of a bitch to let someone walk all over you. Care to tell me what you plan to do?"
"If I can't kill him myself, then I'll be sure to help someone else have the opportunity." Kagura admitted, her face holding an unfeeling mask and her voice tight with rage and disgust.
"Oh, well that's good to hear, but I'm afraid you're in the wrong place dear." The sage said, before she was looking about suspiciously. She waved a hand to beckon Kagura closer and the sorceress did so, leaning in so that she could whisper in her ear. "Betrayal works best when you aid the ones with the same goal as yours."
"Are you suggesting that I serve another!"
It was obvious Kagura disliked the choice, and before she could go into a rant, the old sage was dragging her into the hut and slamming the door shut behind them. She peeped out of her only window, looking about to make sure they hadn't been found and was satisfied to see that they were alone. Kagura only sighed, knowing that no one was out there, the old woman was just senile.
"Just because I said I'd give my assistance does not mean that I'll take orders from someone else." She began, catching the old woman's attention, who turned to look at her. "And besides, I don't very much like that prissy little bitch, princess or not."
"Ha!" The old woman burst out suddenly, actually managing to startle the wind sorceress. "You think you'll get what you want helping out that scaly little hussy! Well, good luck to ya!"
Kagura was confused for a moment. It had been her plan to take down Naraku using the hebi as her helping hand, since it was quite obvious that the princess had no desire to keep the hanyou alive when she was through using him. A jewel shard that big wasn't a gift that didn't come with a price.
"Who else if not princess Sakuya?" She asked, suddenly curious. She could think of no one else. Unless. . .
"I always did want a puppy, but my parents never let me have one." The lady said with a sigh, sitting herself on a low chair that seemed ready to break at any moment.
"Inuyasha! Are you insane!" She demanded loudly, although she already knew the answer to her own question.
"Well, who better than the enemy of your enemy?" The old woman questioned, one gnarled hand rubbing at her chin. "I suppose you can always use that slayer boy like you were planning, but we already know that he's linked to Naraku. Anything the boy knows, Naraku knows as well, unless of course you sever the tie."
"That's impossible." Kagura said, waving the thought away, though she had been thinking of it. "I see I'll have to do this on my own then."
"No, no, I can get you in to the Western Palace, but you're on your own after that." The woman offered, and Kagura looked to her again, not sure if she should trust the old woman.
"And how do you suppose you do that?"
"The wolves haven't forgotten you, my dear." The old woman, for once, sounded serious. "What other way to assure you entrance, but to be brought in as a prisoner."
"Like hell I'll let that happen!" She hissed, turning to begin storming out of the hut. "This is a waste of my time. As if Naraku would stand there and let me be taken prisoner, he'd probably do away with me the first chance he had!"
"Oh so you are afraid of him?"
The question had her halting, and Kagura turned to look back at the woman, who sat smiling at her.
"I was beginning to wonder why you had put up with a man like him for so long, since you aren't sleeping with him, I figured you had to actually be afraid of him." The old sage explained, standing to move closer to Kagura, whose face held an expression of anger and disbelief. "Trust me with this one, Kagura. I can get you your freedom, but you'll have to let yourself be imprisoned first."
The wind sorceress struggled with the possibilities and consequences in her mind. The last thing she wanted was for things to fall through. Who was to say that Inuyasha, or even, Sesshomaru wouldn't just kill her on the spot? Perhaps it was a risk she had to take, as anything was better than constantly being under that spider-mongrel's foot.
"What would you have me do?"
A howl in the distance stole their attention, and Kagura couldn't help but remember the attack on the wolf clan she had been ordered to assist with some time ago. She looked back to the old woman, a sage she had stumbled across who was willing to help when she had once been injured during an errand for Naraku. She hadn't said so, or even acted as such, but she had been grateful and the old bat was a good source of information, even if she was annoying. Kagura had asked her once why she continued to help her, and the old woman had only laughed before telling her that the wind sorceress reminded her of herself in her younger years. It still made her shudder at the thought, to think that she could possibly be like the old woman if and when she grew older. It was a devastating thought.
"I see." She finally began, reaching up for her feather. "I don't suppose you're certain this will work?"
"Well, you don't know until you try!" The woman offered her with a wide grin, and Kagura only sighed.
"Of course."
With that she was leaving, closing the door behind her and quickly taking to the sky in the direction she could sense the wolf pack. It wasn't big, which she didn't expect it to be, most of it of teenaged demons, women and children, and the elderly, with a few familiars as well. Gracefully, she soared toward them, until she heard the unmistakable howl of a warning. Good. She had been spotted.
With her feather diving down, she pulled free her fan, her eyes narrowing on the wolf demons now scrambling for cover or gathering to fight her. When she was close enough, she swung her fan, releasing blades of wind that went soaring to the traveling mass. Screams and cries of shock were heard as the wind hit, leaving damage and pain in its wake. She sent it again, so as not to make it seem as if she was holding back.
Finally she landed, having jumped from her feather, before the now frightened and angered wolves. Some stood growling, the others cowering, and she merely smiled as she opened the palm of her hand so that her feather neatly sailed into her grasp.
"Hello, again." She said, her smile dark and promising nothing but devastation and despair. "I believe I have some loose ends to tie up."
xoxoxoxox
Kagome couldn't help the frustration that accompanied the pain as she curled up on her mattress, eyes clenching shut as she fought off the feeling of nausea it was bringing. She had been sensing this dark aura for days now, and it was getting worse. Somewhere there was a tainted jewel shard, this one far bigger than anything she and Inuyasha had come across, and it had to be close. Every time she tried to hone in on it, this happened and she was crippled magically for a while.
"Kagome-san, are you alright?"
That was Kohaku's voice and she nearly whimpered as his presence made the pain double. She had figured out that, though dormant, Kohaku's jewel was still tainted. It made her wonder just what had happened for the boy to be released from Naraku's clutches. There was something she didn't trust, but she was pushing it aside. It could be her nerves getting the best of her with all that was happening. And still, she had wanted to say something to Sango about how Kohaku's jewel was causing her to respond, but she couldn't bring herself to.
These past few hours had been the happiest she'd seen the demon slayer, and she didn't want to ruin it with such heavy news. No, she'd grit her teeth and bear it for now, then figure it all out on her own. She was even too afraid to go to Inuyasha about this sudden update, but she knew she would have to eventually.
"I'm fine." She called out, her voice not as loud as she wanted it to be and obviously strained. "I'm just a bit tired."
"Can I get you anything?"
"No, really, I'm okay!" Her voice was trembling now and her stomach knotted as she sensed Kohaku step closer. "Just. . . you just go be with Sango! I'll see you both at dinner!"
There was a moment of silence, before Kohaku's voice finally sailed in, a bit saddened.
"Okay, Kagome-san, I'm sorry to have bothered you."
She sighed in relief as he finally left, the pain ebbing just a bit and her now sweat-drenched body relaxing.
"What the heck is going on?" She asked out loud. "Some thing's wrong, and I have to find out what."
xoxoxoxox
Ishimaru was silently stewing as he walked through the halls of the Western Palace. He couldn't help his mood, either. Here he was, still a council member, but his power stripped away from him by way of the new Daiyoukai. He snorted in disgust at the thought. That imbecilic disgrace would never truly be Daiyoukai. The rest of the court were fools to bow to him at all. He'd get his chance to turn things right. He would not have the West be made a mockery of for much longer.
He realized that there was more than just the hanyou in his way, his own father had very nearly ostracized him because of his behavior towards this Inuyasha. His father, he assumed, was growing senile. He had yet to realize that the opportunity to return the Badger clan to the throne was still open. If he was given the chance, he could have the others see things his way, even that damned flip-flopping Shirogitsune.
He was contemplating turning to their new guests. Even he knew that this peace-treaty was load of shit. He had never once seen snakes strive for peace without a knife hidden in the shadows. So, it was safe to assume that they wanted the same thing. An end to the inu race and the start of a new ruling clan. Though the hebi-youkai must be pretty daft to think they would rule the West once the Daiyoukai was gone, if that was their intention at all. He knew how to be as clever as the next youkai.
"I do believe we have not been properly introduced." A voice said from in front of him.
Ishimaru stopped in his tracks and looked up to find green eyes gazing back at him, and he felt his skin crawl as he was offered a smile. This was the male that was rumored to be the princess' next mate. He had to wonder if he was fully a hebi demon, as his eyes looked closer to nekokai than they did to the usual make up of reptilian eyes.
"You are Kanaye." He said in way of greeting, though he rather not be anywhere near the hebi-youkai.
"Yes, I am, and might I inquire as to who you are?" The snake demon asked with a proper bow.
"Ishimaru, son of Mujina, clan leader to the badgers." He announced quite proudly, though his scowl would have you think otherwise. "I have never heard of you Kanaye-san, are you a noble?"
"I am, but of the lesser courts."
"I see. Well, if you'll excuse me, I must be on my way." Ishimaru said, beginning to walk away, but he was only able to get but so far before he was stopping.
Kanaye was there again, blocking his way but only this time much closer to him. It took a great deal of concentration to break whatever hold those green eyes had on him, and he took a step back only for Kanaye to step forward again.
"If I may be so bold, might I ask for your company, sir?"
"I do not hold company with men I'm afraid." Ishimaru said with a sneer, already jumping to conclusions. "I'm sure you princess is better suited for the task."
The laugh that the snake gave off was one to send a shudder down his spine, a sickening mixture of desire, fear, and wonder.
"Oh, but I believe for the task I have at hand, you will be far better suited." The snake drawled, a hand raising to idly stroke his knuckles against Ishimaru's jaw. "For you see, I believe we share a common interest."
"And that would be?"
Ishimaru couldn't help the growl as the youkai leaned forward, but was able to restrain himself as those lips moved past his own lips, his cheek and finally stopped at his ear to sensually whisper, "Inuyasha."
He jerked away, eyes looking up and down the halls for any signs that the were being overheard, and luckily enough there was no one around. With only a nod, he was turning and leading the way. He made sure along the way that no one was watching and to make sure that Kanaye was still behind him. Once at his private rooms, he dismissed the servants that were within, before he was guiding his guest inside. Once there, he made sure to lock the doors before leading the snake demon to a more private room. That he locked as well, before turning back to the demon who stood watching him with those damn feline-like eyes.
"So, I can assume that you are here under false pretenses?" He began with a question, not attempting to move any closer to the hebi than he already was.
The smile he was gifted was enough of an answer, and he swore for a moment those eyes flashed red, before they were green again.
"How clever you are, Ishimaru-san." Kanaye said, slowly walking closer. "Can you perhaps figure out why I have come to you?"
"You probably figured out my hatred toward the hanyou, and you find I'd be the best to gain as an inside ally." Ishimaru provided, trying to look bored though he was now quite intrigued. "You know I want him out of the way as much as you do. Only I have plans to keep his title once I've done away with him, I won't hand it over to another."
"Please, keep you title." Kanaye said with a snort, at the last minute turning and heading for the low table, where he sat himself in front of the sake service that was set up. "I merely want what's rightfully mine."
Interest struck Ishimaru again, and he moved to join the other demon, who easily poured him a cup of sake.
"Sesshomaru." Ishimaru guessed, before throwing back the wine and pushing his cup out for more.
"Very clever, indeed." Kanaye said, granting his wordless demand.
"Well, once word was spread that he was a breeding bitch up for grabs, he was sought after by many. I for one would never lower my standards to lie with a dog. Strong he may be, but I would rather stick to my own kind. Besides, I rather sink into the depths of a woman than lay with a man."
Kanaye chuckled at that, before he was lifting his own cup to his lips, eyes looking over to Ishimaru who had already downed his second helping.
"To each his own, I suppose." He simply said, his other hand raising to trace the rim of the cup. "If you join with me, you keep the Western Lands under the rule of your clan, and I take a mateless bitch and his bastard son off of your hands. Do we have an accord?"
Ishimaru contemplated settling so easily into a bargain for a bit, but he had grown frustrated and tired, and he had no other route to go. He'd lend his hand to this wretched creature, and then cut him off once he had the power of Daiyoukai behind him. Pouring himself another cup of sake, he held it up, Kanaye clinking his against it with a triumphant smile.
"Agreed." Ishimaru said, throwing it back while the snake merely sipped it.
"Then I suppose you had first prove yourself to me."
At the snake's words, Ishimaru frowned, but green eyes merely glanced to the door. His frown deepening as he realized that they weren't alone, and he had to wonder how anyone could have gotten in. It was then he realized that he had left the garden door unlatched. Slowly, he stood, before soundlessly making his way to the screen door, his hand bursting through to wrap around a throat. A startled gasp escaped whoever he held captured, and he pulled them through, his eyes widening a bit as he found none other than his own father struggling in his hold.
"Otousan."
"Ishimaru, you fool!" His father forced through, his deep rust-colored eyes looking up to him in disappointment. "I would have thought you'd known better than to fall to this."
"I'm growing impatient, Ishimaru-san." Kanaye said, suddenly behind him with a chin resting on his shoulder as he looked down at the old demon. "Shall I do the job for you? Although, it would be just the right move to show me that I can trust you. I would hate to think what could happen should I think you would go back on your word."
The tongue on his neck made him stiffen in disgust, but it wasn't a lick of a sexual nature, even if it was quite sensual. No, he could feel the poison slowly burning away at his skin, and it was a promise that his end was inevitable if he did not pull through.
"Your way of running things have come to an end, old man. I've grown weary of watching you constantly bend your back to these worthless dogs, I shall restore our clan to its proper glory and rightful place." Mujina was giving a gurgling gasp as a sharp-clawed hand was burying into his chest and piercing his heart. His eyes dulled instantly, and Ishimaru grit his teeth as he let the body fall to the floor, stomach coiling as he realized what he had done. Oh well, there was no other way. "Now we'll follow my command."
The slow and soothing laughter that caressed against him from the demon behind him nearly had him recoiling in disgust, but his bloodied hand was grabbed and pulled closer to the dangerous, forked tongue.
"You have pleased me well, Ishimaru-kun." The snake drawled, his tongue dragging over the bloodied fingers before dragging one in between his lips. Ishimaru had to grit his teeth further, feeling the sting of poison cover his skin the more the blood was suckled away. Finally, Kanaye released him with a pleased laugh, before stepping around him to face him again. "And now that I have your trust, I believe I should give you proof in kind. Do you know why I want Sesshomaru and his pup?"
Ishimaru watched, his eyes widening as suddenly Kanaye began to transform, straight hair curling into waves and green eyes bleeding red. His skin became paler and his aura much darker, as suddenly he stood before him as a half-demon he'd never lay eyes on before, but he knew who he was even if he did not know his face.
"Allow me to reintroduce myself." The hanyou began, his eyes gleaming as his lips parted in a smile. "My name is Naraku, and the bitch and pup are mine."
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