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Under a Silver Moon	By : inuyoukai8 Category: InuYasha Crossovers > General Views: 13121 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Youko used his claw to nick his finger and then forced the intricate seals before pressing his palms together and then to the air before him. The air pulsed and swirled before darkening. “Is Inuyasha ready?”
“He will be.” Sesshoumaru shifted his hold on Lillian and then followed Youko threw the dark portal that led to the half way realm. The wind whipped at them, tearing at their hair and clothes. Sesshoumaru gripped Lillian tightly and Youko tethered them together with vines.
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He had been lost in sleep, the manor heavily warded with barriers and protection. His weariness reaching concerning levels. Sesshoumaru’s voice had woken him.
“Inuyasha”
“Yeah what?”
“I return.”
“Long live the damn king” he had griped sleepily.
“Inuyasha!”
Inuyasha woke with a start. His ears flickering in the dim light of the moon that streamed through the window. Beside him Kagome curled closer to his chest. They were exhausted but holding. Inuyasha had been sending reports to Sesshoumaru through their bloodline link. Things were far too dangerous now.
He had asked Sesshoumaru to return.
“Sessh?”
“Open the portal you half dog”.
Inuyasha had untangled himself from his sleeping wife. Propping a pillow against her to keep her warm and to prevent her from hogging his side of the bed.
He tugged his clothing into place and hurried to the dark study. A wide eyed Jaken at his heels.
“Should you not wake Lady Kagome?”
“I can open the portal without her. We were under attack last time.”
“Very well.”
“Jaken stand back.”
“Yes Lord Inuyasha.”
“I really hate that title.”
He stood before the large ornate mirror there, drew Tetsusaiga and leveled the blade at the glass. “In the name of the Taishos, unlock!”
The glass wavered and rippled and then the shadowy forms appeared. Inuyasha sheathed his sword as Youko stepped through, his white garments splattered with blood, a flowerpot in his hands. Sesshoumaru followed after, Lillian clutched to his chest. Both bloody and dirty.
“What the hell happened to you?” Inuyasha demanded.
Sesshoumaru glared at him before looking pointedly at his chest.
“Come on asshole.” Inuyasha prompted in a quieter voice.
“Delno sent a party to hunt her.” Youko replied, handing the pot to Jaken. “That goes in the master chamber. We will be needed fresh clothing and baths.”
The imp bowed low, “Are any of you injured? Shall I wake Lady Kagome now?”
“No need.” Sesshoumaru responded, “The manor remains secure?”
Inuyasha nodded. “Demon hunters” he muttered.
“And priestesses.” Youko supplied. The younger inu’s eyes went wide and his ears snapped back, “In Makai?”
The aura of that place should have been enough to leave them very ill, if not dying.
“It would appear they have bonded with demons at some level.” Sesshoumaru said then and Inuyasha though he sounded tired.
“Are you sure you don’t need any care?” he asked then.
His brother shook his head. “They will come for us soon.”
“Here?” Inuyasha asked, “Don’t you think we should move somewhere a little less populated?”
“I do. We will decide tomorrow. We have at least twenty four hours.”
“How can you be sure? The survivors of the party will go right ba.....”
Sesshoumaru peered over his shoulder at his brother, “Inuyasha…”
He knew that tone. He has stepped smack in the middle of his brother’s pride now. The tone and look relayed quite clearly that there were none.
“Go clean up. If you need anything send Jaken ok?”
Sesshoumaru blinked once and Inuyasha took that as agreement.
He watched as Sesshoumaru and Youko left the study and slowly made their way down the hall. He paused to watch the tired gait. And he felt admiration for his brother for shouldering such a heavy burden for so long.
Small arms slid around his waist. “Inuyasha? Are they ok?”
Inuyasha pulled Kagome to his side and wrapped an arm around her, dropping a kiss to the dark crown of her head. “It’s going to get rough.”
The sun was warm and the trickling sound of the fountain was soft and comforting. Lillian reclined beneath the stone arch of the gardens. All around her, hand maidens moved quietly. She was at peace.
“Sinome?” came a gravely male voice and Lillian found herself siting up and rushing to the source of it. A man. No, a king stood before her. His face was lined with age as her own was not. Somehow it didn’t matter. For he was everything good and golden in her heart.
“My king” she whispered as she knelt gracefully before him. His golden eyes lit with such warmth that it took her breath away.
“My heart. My Mekharat. You are my sun.”
“And so do I carry your son.” She murmured to him.
His face lit up, “You are certain?”
She nodded, biting her lower lip.
He gave a great cry and clapped his hands.
He scooped her up, lifting her high, twirling her around and she wrapped her arms around his dark head, raining kisses on his upturned face as she smiled widely and laughed with joy.
He carried her to the large fountain and standing behind her, bade her look into the water. Lillian saw her inky hair, the golden kiss to her skin and then a small golden circlet was set on her hair and Lillian’s eyes widened.
First that she was to be queen and second because her eyes were not her own. They were that of the first Mekharat.
Lillian was so overwhelmed by the sheer amount of happiness and love that it nearly broke her heart.
The scene changed. Demons. An decision. Attacks against the palace, the death of the beloved king. He was bloodied and broken. Barely recognizable as human. She cradled him in her arms, whispering love until the very end. Her heart shattering into a thousand jagged fragments.
Then the people came. Dragging her by long hair and she had sworn to not harm the people of her lovely king. They beat her, burned her and Lillian flinched in pain. She would survive this she told herself. Avenge her king and leave this place forever. With their beautiful son.
Lillian grew cold when she heard the cry. The frightened pained cry of the a child. Held down, bound by honor, barriers, and a promise she watched as they tore her child asunder. The smiling boy a tattered bloody rag doll at their feet.
No son of the king they had said. A whore’s child. Not human. Like its mother. Poor foolish king. Tricked.
And she had screamed and clawed and fought and finally broken her bonds to rush to her child to gather him up and will him to live and he had faded. As her king had faded. And as he died. So too did her heart. When a woman who had laughed with her and helped her bring that smiling boy into the world spat on them the world exploded. Exploded in blood and rage.
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Lillian sat up with a gasp, her face wet with tears.
“Lil?” came a sleep kissed voice of velvet from her left. She turned to look over her shoulder and saw Sesshoumaru sitting up. The clean linens draping across his lap.
She blinked and slowly looked around. Taking in the lush room. The manor. Her eyes went back to his as his claws traced down her back.
“Nightmare” she whispered.
‘Tell me’
He pulled her back into his embrace. Brushing her dark hair from her brow.
‘When did we get back?’
‘Six hours ago.’
‘I killed.’
‘I know.’
‘It was terrible.’
‘This I also know.’
‘I’m afraid.’
‘I’m here.’
She looked over to the side, “Youko is sleeping.”
The fox grunted, cracking open an eye. “Hardly. You two want to get all chatty in a person’s head after all”. He stretched like a lazy cat in the sun and then sat up. He leaned over and kissed her on the mouth. A deep dueling kiss that made her heart stutter.
Then he got up and out of bed. “I’m going to see the council and set up a meeting for later.”
Lillian watched him dress and go.
“Your nightmare?” Sesshoumaru prompted.
She shook her head, “Did you know that Sinome was the name of the first?”
He shook his head, “Woman are generally only remembered at the first, the second and so on.”
“She was to marry that king, be his queen.” She whispered, “They had a child and the people killed him in front of her.”
Sesshoumaru frowned, “Mekharat do not have children.”
“Maybe not anymore. But I saw her and she loved that man and his son. And because of that I loved them.”
He pressed his mouth to her shoulder. “And me?”
A clawed hand crept up to cup her breast, teasing her nipple.
“What about you?” she feigned.
He pinched her lightly, making her hiss. “Lillian…”
She fell back to the linens and smiled up at him. “Yes…” she blew a raspberry at him but he attacked her mouth with hungry heated kisses. His fangs nipping along her throat and collarbone, across her chest and over her stomach.
“I need a bath.” She breathed on a moan.
“You had one last night.” He informed her. “Youko and I had so much fun washing you, but you didn’t want to wake up. Uncooperative woman.”
His large hand splayed over her inner thigh parting her legs and then the silver silk of his hair was teasing over her stomach and his hot breath puffed against her core. He gave her no reprieve. Tongue and teeth teasing and tormenting as he brought her to release twice.
When he finally slid up her body to fuse their lips together, she reached between them, grasping his length. She gave him two firm pumps and placed him at her entrance. He blinked down at her and she lifted her hips. He swiftly flipped her onto her knees
Sesshoumaru slammed home with a low growl. His clawed hands holding her hips still so that she couldn’t move against him. His hard thrusts rocked the bed, and forced her arms to flatten, her hips high in the air and he sank deeper.
She peered between her parted legs to see his length move in and out of her, his heavy sac slapping her with his motions. When a clever hand slid under her and pressed against her pearl she buried her face in the linens, cried out for him and hung on for dear life.
One of his legs slide forward and forced her left leg to her chest. His thrusts slowed to a stop and he pressed forward slowly. She felt him breach something within, there was a small sting and then he groaned. Letting his head fall forward onto her trembling shoulder.
“Sessh?”
“I am as deep in you as anyone can go. Are you alright?”
“It stings a bit” she admitted, “Why this? Now?”
“Demons prefer a deeper sexual act. I will not always do this, but if my beast is ever up or Youko’s you will understand what this is and not panic”.
He slowly pulled out and pushed back in. She grimaced at the first two passes but then she whimpered as her body began to shake uncontrollably. Orgasm ripped through her robbing her of breath and voice. Her mouth opened on a silent scream.
She felt him spill deep inside her and closed her eyes, feeling incredibly tired. Not really moving much when he untangled them and curled around her again. “Sleep a while longer Lillian”
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