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Liar
By : daiyumi69
Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male
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Liar

By
: daiyumi

Disclaimer:
I do NOT own Inuyasha. Rumiko Takahasi does.

Pairing:
Kouga/Sesshoumaru

Summary:
Kouga is taken care of by the group while he recuperates. Sesshoumaru
contemplates… and apologizes to Kouga. Or more like sulks over
what happened, denying the fact that he was at fault and blames
Kouga.

Warning:
Language. Sesshoumaru-ness in general.

Dai
Note: Sesshoumaru will be talking to himself a lot in this chapter/
thinking. Sorry for the long wait, writer's block- again! It's
surprisingly short. Meh- next chapter will be interesting enough with
all the little tidbits to make up for it!

Dai
Thanks: Any and all reviewers for being OVER-patient and continuing
to read the story. Thank you! Not to mention, darkpyroangel for
betaing this!

Chapter
3 Healing...

Miroku
wasn't sure of how it happened, but somehow,
he felt that he was at fault. Surely, he was at fault. If only he'd
-- no, that probably wouldn't have worked either. Scratch that idea.
So, sulking at the same tawny, thatch walls of the small hut he'd
been stuck in for hours, his mind wandered again. Maybe if he had
listened; Inuyasha would still be up and alert, being rude and
obnoxious, as was his usual self. Instead, the hanyou lie passed out
on the floor next to Kouga looking rather miserable.

Letting
out a fresh breath of air, he dug his chin deeper into hands that
were quickly beginning to cramp from being in the same position for
so long. His legs, spasming, pleaded with him to uncross them from
their intertwined placement; and he felt like crap. To top everything
off, Miroku was plain bored.

o:o:o:o:o:o:o:o:o:o

“Come
on Kouga, it can't be that bad...” He made sure his tone
remained nice and

soothing,
nonthreatening in every way.

“Then
why don't you try drinking it monk!” The feisty male growled
out, when

offered
the medicine in the small grey bowl.

“Miroku,
stop talking to him and just give him the damn medicine!” A
third, more

rambunctious
bellow half-yelled.

“Inuyasha,
I'm trying to-” The calmer voice reasoned again.

“Try
harder! I don't wanna hold this fleabag all day!”

The
sounds of their voices slowly faded and blended into the background
of the

atmosphere.
Busy arguing at each other, Inuyasha, distracted, let his guard down

momentarily.
Taking a chance, Kouga bit down on the arm restraining him sharply.

The
arm holding him down abruptly loosened.

Inuyasha
looked down at his darkening sleeve that new tears adorning it in
shock.

The
shock wore off too soon, yelling about how he would kill Kouga if it
was the last

thing
he did. Thrown forward out of sheer surprise, Kouga managed to grasp
the

shallow
bowl of smelly liquid from the slack grip of Miroku.

“...Kill
you-” Inuyasha saw the bowl and its contents aiming for him.
His eyes

widened
and without his conscious control, instead of his mouth closing, it
opened

in
anticipation of the concoction. His mind managed to catch up with his
body,

and
he moved back just a few millimeters, the liquid splashing its way
into his

orifice.
He tried spitting out what he could, if anything, the taste beyond
horrible. It

overwhelmed
his senses making him choke, frantically trying to get the contents

from
his system. He fell to the floor with a loud thud, passing out.

Kouga,
feeling the effects of the day really take their toll, his energy
left him. Unable

to
hold himself up any longer, he fell on top of the stunned hanyou,
unconscious.

At
least the wolf seemed to be smiling, in his delirious dream.

Kaede's
meandering about in the hut, brought Miroku back from his short
reminisce. She scuffled through her many herbs and medicines, only
picking out what was suitable, sitting those things off to the side.
His eyes wandered over to the sound of her wringing out a damp cloth
into a small bucket of water to place atop Kouga's forehead; the hut
otherwise uncomfortably quiet. Kouga had acquired a slight fever
overnight, with no other previous symptoms as to why, other than the
obvious wounds that still were taking too long to heal with what
little energy he had left. Now that he lay unconscious, he was much
more docile, making it that much easier for them to administer the
proper medications to aid in his healing. They'd had to re-wrap some
of the deeper cuts with new bandages overnight, as they had been
reopened. Inuyasha would recover in about an hour or so-- according
to Kaede-- with no real harm done, other than his sense of smell
being deadened for a while. That too, would return within no time.

Close
to another minute of watching Kaede tend to Kouga, Kagome walked in
with Shippo, bringing another bout of extra supplies with her. She
looked tired from the extra, unplanned trip to her time, and from
carrying Shippo on her shoulder most of the day. The little kit
hopped from her shoulder onto the ground next to Inuyasha's
slumbering form the minute they made it inside. Looking over his
secret idol he frowned, he was only slightly concerned afterall.

“Kagome,
is Inuyasha going to be okay?”

“Yes
Shippo. He just needs to rest a little.” She consoled him with
bags under her eyes.

He
smiled when he actually believed it, and chuckled, his mood turning
devious.

“Must
have been some pretty strong medicine --he looks dead!”

He
poked the slumbering hanyou to satisfy his curiosity, as children
wont, giggling. Inuyasha's ears flicked in response, audibly growling
in his slumber, making Shippo jump in fright, adding to the effect.

“Kagome
-- Inuyasha's trying to eat me!”

She
turned and held the small kit when she heard his frightened yell,
shaking her head as he was already at it again, sticking out his
tongue at Inuyasha. 'Children...
no matter if they are demon, human, or both; they are still all the
same.'

“Shippo.”
And she couldn't help but smile.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Bokusenou's
forest. He always felt at peace there. Sesshoumaru, in his younger
years he would go there to relax and just think. Now however, his
mind was at war with itself. So, he supposed it was still the same in
a way... just not with the internal struggle plaguing him.

'Kuso...
How did I let it come to this?'

There
was no response, it's not as if he was really expecting one anyway;
his inner beast, as unpredictable as it was.

'Ah~
How could I so easily forget?'

His
eyes nearly shut in annoyance as he remembered.

'I
let my inner youkai take over and it-'

His
eyes briefly flashed red in anger, a trademark of his nearly extinct
clan.

'-made
the foolish decision of marking Kouga as its intended.'

He
frowned inwardly, his trademark pokerface never faltering.

'But
still, even as I tried to stop it...'

He
suddenly stopped mid-thought feeling something tug at his senses. He
eyes moved quickly, critically surveying his companions, then
surroundings making sure that they were safe. Noting nothing in
particular, he resumed his bothersome thoughts. Feeling it suddenly
again, it didn't seem to be coming from anywhere immediately near
him. When it happened a third time, Kouga flashed across his vision,
and suddenly he knew.

“You
can feel it can't you?”

“...”
Ah -- so you are here then.

“Your
mate is calling out to you, yet... he doesn't even know it.”

His
gaze hardened, before he cast his eyes to the side –
as if he were in a conversation with a real physical person in his
immediate front –
in dismissal, his scowl finally beginning to show.

“I...
have no mate.”

An
uncomfortable, incertain silence followed as his youkai didn't
respond back.

He
looked upwards into the sky, tilting his head back and closing his
eyes. The feel of the wind was welcomed, his hair being tousled out
of place like the rest of him. He didn't bother to put it back in its
usual place behind his ear. Still, his eyes that had been shut for a
while, did not open even when he felt Rin's presence near him; or
when her frail, human hand tucked his flyaway hair behind the shell
of his elfen ear.

“...”

Only
did he do so when Jaken, his vassal, stuttered about, ruining his
peaceful silence -- the first he'd had the entire day. Rin's sweet
laughter, somehow, didn't quite irritate him in the way that Jaken's
shrill, shattering squawking did.

“Jaken.”

The
little imp jumped a mile, blenching when Sesshoumaru angrily spat his
name, filling the bothered lord with smugness.

“Y-
yes milord?”

Suddenly,
the toad felt very small in his master's presence.

“Watch
Rin.”

And
without another word, he walked to the edge of the clearing. Jaken's
not unexpected questioning forcing him to halt, again in irritation.

“Yes
Lord Sesshoumaru. But where are you- ack!”

The
taiyoukai never missed, even facing in another direction quickly
leaving the site. He resisted putting a hand to the minute nagging
feeling at the back of his mind as the strange feeling only seemed to
grow. It's not that he cared or anything of that sort... he would
just go and visit the aforementioned wolf out of mere curiosity. Yes
that was it. He was merely curious. Because something else would
mean... 'Nothing,
because there is no other reason.'

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

“I
had the weirdest dream.”

Inuyasha
had out of the blue rose up around the middle of the day without
warning, yawning and stretching from the long nap. He paused and
scratched himself with one leg raised –
just like a dog would. Bringing his leg down from the awkward
yoga-like position, he crossed them and folded his arms together
sitting in an 'Indian style' position; he continued.

“So
anyway, Shippo was in it. I dreamt the same exact thing happened to
me, and while I was unconscious, the little annoying brat was
pestering me. It felt so real.”

“Oh,
it was just a dream Inuyasha! You know how funny those can be!”

Kagome
rubbed the back of her neck, fanning one arm in front of her; dark
wavy lines emanating from her form. Inuyasha seemed to contemplate it
for a moment, shrugging as he seemed to reach no particular
conclusion.

“Eh.
I guess so.”

Kouga
stirred; his eyes riving open suddenly, the dark center dilated. No
sooner had his eyes opened, the contents that had been brewing in his
stomach lie rotting on the floor. A nauseous grimace held his face
before pitifully falling into another fitful sleep. Inuyasha
scrunched up his nose in disgust, even though he couldn't wholly
smell things --yet, seeing
Kouga's puke
more or less made him want to repeat the action. He turned away
quickly from the sticky puddle, making a gagging sound. The rest of
the group inside obviously cringing at the foul sight, volunteering
to get a bit of fresh air for a while. Someone had to do it and, well
–
that made it no less repugnant to Miroku who opted to clean up the
mess. Kaede had left a little while before Inuyasha arose, leaving no
one else brave enough to wipe anything up. Someone had at least
retrieved Miroku an unsoiled cloth to tidy the sticky wolf up, the
vomit trailing down the side of his face.

“Alright
Inuyasha, I'm going to take a break, can you watch him for a while?”

“Wait!
I don't want to be stuck in here all day with this fleabag.”

“Kagome
and the others should be back in a little while.”

Miroku
looked tired and he hadn't been making any lewd passes at him the
entire day.

“Feh,
I'll watch him.”

“Thank
you Inuyasha.”

That
left Inuyasha alone with Koga and no one else. Ans so, it couldn't be
helped, his gaze that lingered on the prince's slumbering face. Kouga
was truly an attractive sight, once cleaned up of course; a product
of incredibly good genes. He would never inflate the wolf's already
impressive ego any more than it was though by telling him. His eyes
went back to examining different details on Koga's face, to things
that weren't noticeable unless you were really close or
actually
paying attention. The hair that was plastered to his forehead from
sweating, his restless movements, he noticed; the youkai looked sick.
The fact of which, was weird because youkai simply didn't get sick.
At least he hadn't heard of it before, which wasn't saying much since
he'd been ostracized by them for the majority of his existence. He
knew that he
didn't get sick, unless he was human, and then the very next day he
was healed of that ailment because of his youkai blood which
confirmed that youkai didn't get ill. That reason alone made the
sight of Koga vomiting, shocking. Still, youkai weren't
invincible, many died by the blade of his sword. That showed they
were very capable of getting injured. Kouga looked sick and they
didn't know why, but maybe it had something to do with that mark he'd
seen on his neck.

What
had the wolf gotten himself into?

“Hmph.
Stupid wolf.”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

It
was nighttime when Kouga became conscious and was aware of his
surroundings, when he'd found that he was alone within the same hut
he'd been trapped in. Mild surprise flittered across his mind, as
he'd originally thought they'd never leave his side. He ran his
shaky, weakened hand through his hair that had been taken out of it's
ponytail. 'Why
would anyone --probably Inuyasha...' He
looked around for his bandana, and when he couldn't find it, scowled.
'Just
great.' His
heavy fountain of dark hair cascaded down his body in rivulets,
contrasting sharply against the bandaged sections of his body. He
stood slowly, the bandages sticking to his skin, at least his
clothing was still in sight, folded neatly in a corner. He slipped
them on and stepped out of the hut without a word.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Sometime,
along the duration of his walk, he'd come to think about Sesshoumaru.
Mainly when the scenery became faded and blurred together, which was
at the moment, everything in sight. The forest looked the same no
matter where he turned. That was yet another reason he enjoyed living
in the mountainous terrain of his home. He held his hand to his
stomach, when the dull ache that had been bothering him since he left
Kaede's village became intense enough to become a problem. He put his
other shaking hand to the tree next to him and dry heaved. He stopped
short of walking forward when he felt a strong presence overpower any
other urges, and looked up at the figure standing in his immediate
line of vision.

“Sesshoumaru.”

The
angelic creature blinked, standing out amid the plain scenery of the
trees.

“This
Sesshoumaru understands that things,” His eyes slid off to the
side catching a small rodent scurry off to the side of them. Though
mundane, he concentrated on the rat –
on anything but the look in Kouga's eyes. “May have gone too
far...” With a flick of his wrist, his hand moved his
moonlight-infused hair, and as if to add emphasis, “It was not
intentional.”

Kouga
choked on a retort and fumed. “Not intentional!”

The
effeminate youkai simply raised an eyebrow with a short look his way,
and a short nod of dismissal. “Yes.” Damn it, that was
the best he would get for an apology, and even then the inuyoukai
didn't really consider it that.

Kouga
balled his hands into tight fists. The pent up frustration of having
to endure what he had in the past days caught up with him, mixed in
with the embarassment of Inuyasha's group seeing him weakened like
they had. “You break my fucking ribs, nearly mar me for life,”
He exaggerates further by flourishing his hand down his body at the
bandages. “And fucking raped me in front of a human! Next thing
I know, I wake up feeling like I got the shit beat out of me, in some
human village with Inuyasha's
gang -- at that -- breathing down my neck...”

Sesshoumaru
only half-listened, studying the grass with an intense stare. He felt
reluctant to identify the emotion festering within his chest as
guilt. When he noticed that Koga had finally stopped talking and was
glaring at him again, while approaching it was too late. His eyes
widened as Kouga reached forward with haste and kissed him. Stumped,
the warmth of the ookami's mouth silenced his warring, confused mind.
When an intense feeling floods him, he tries to push it away. 'What
is this feeling?'

He
didn't know why he did it, but kissing the taiyoukai made him forget
just how much of an asshole he could be sometimes. Could it be
because he wanted to see if there was anything behind that beautiful
unfeeling face? The press of lips responding just as urgently
reassured some part of him, and he became bolder. His anger
dissipated and he moved his hands to touch, as did the other. When he
pulled away, a look of satiation shown on the others face. “I
missed you.” He turned away prematurely, embarrassed. When his
fingers brushed the bite marks on the side of his neck, fidgeting
under Sesshoumaru's lustrous gaze, he looked up from the ground
recalling being questioned about them. “Is this what I think it
is? Because it would help to explain why I feel so shitty. You could
have at least asked first... I thought you didn't want anything
serious.”

When
he looked back up from the ground, that mask was there again and the
taiyoukai seemed even more distant than before. He took a long pause
before he answered in a monotone voice.“That too was a
mistake.”

Kouga
froze, hurt, and all of the feelings from before returned. “A
mistake! Heh. Was fucking me a mistake too?”

His
only answer was the slow narrowing of his amber eyes.

“I
might as well have just whored myself off to that hanyou brother of
yours. At least he would have the decency to show some fucking
emotion. Fuck you, you pampered asshole!”

Sesshoumaru
couldn't stop the rage that clouded his thought process. Kouga's
smart retorts would tend to do that at times. His hand mechanically
found it's way to Kouga's half-bandaged throat, pressing him up
against the tree so fast that the wolf’s head collided with it
at so great a force that it cracked down the center.

“Urgh!
Rough just like last time babe? Does taking me against my will get
you off that much?” His head throbbed from the impact so
painfully that he groaned.

Sesshoumaru's
nostrils flared, "They
are here looking for you." He carelessly dropped Kouga onto the
ground, disappearing into the thick trees.

Catching
his breath, before he was able to say anything, Inuyasha and the
others emerged through the green foliage. He quickly spun his head to
face everyone, at their sudden appearance.

"Where
the hell have you been you mangy wolf?"

Kouga
was obviously upset about something. He was leaning back on one arm
in his haphazard position on the ground. The bandages around his neck
were burned on the torn edges where they separated, and smoke arose
from them. Where the trace amount of skin was visible on his neck a
bruise was forming, and prickles of blood formed on the darkening
area. Inuyasha looked in the direction he saw Kouga facing when he
first emerged and lain eyes upon him. His gaze was laced with
suspicion as the area reeked too much of his brother.

-------

Ginta
and Hakkaku headed for the only place that they could think of that
could possibly have any answers, in search of their prince, Kaede's
village. Breaching the perimeter of the woods, they tried to keep
their profile low, aware that demons weren't exactly accepted by
humans so easily. It no less stopped the looks and stares from the
wary villagers of their unwelcome presence. They instinctively moved
in closer to one another and jumped when their shoulders brushed
against the others, both moving into a complicated looking stance.
Seeing that it was only each other, they sighed loudly and noisily
made their way to the home that smelled the strongest of Kagome. When
they reached the house, the door readily opened with everyone inside
staring out at them, greeting them. To say that they were surprised
was an understatement.

“How?”
Ginta was the first to speak.

“Yeah,
how'd you know it was us?” Hakkaku scratched his head, one
hand on his hip.

“I
smelled ya. Demons have sensitive noses remember? What do you want
anyway?” Inuyasha looked his normal unimpressed, impatient self
standing at the doorway.

“We're
here for Kouga, have you seen him around? It smells like he's been
around here.”

Inuyasha
stepped aside, revealing Kouga sitting cross-legged, arms folded with
a miffed pout.

“Prince
Kouga!”

The
two oversized pups ran inside, encasing him in bear-hug that made him
short of breath. Ginta, nose already buried in his leaders neck,
sniffed deeper. His face came up puzzled, as did Hakkaku's.

“Why
do you smell different?”

Kouga
paused.

“You
almost smell like your...”

“Shh-”
Ginta covered Hakkaku's mouth with both hands, shaking his head.

“What?!”
Hakkaku's voice came out muffled.

“We
need to take him to see healer first.” Ginta hinted at his
closest friend, Kouga looking back and forth between them.

“Anything
you can do to get this mangy wolf out of our hair!” Inuyasha
gladly offered his parting words at the prospect of Kouga at long
last leaving.

“Ch.
It's not like I want to stay here mutt. I'll be back later for my
woman.” With that to grate on Inuyasha's nerves, he left his
farewell in the form of his infamous whirlwind of dust, along with
his two flunkeys to boot.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The
lone figure shrouded in white came to stand some ways away from the
scenery, undetected among the dense forestry. He closed his eyes
tightly and looked toward the sky again. 'Chichue.'
Sesshoumaru noticed with great relief that the feeling from before
had gone away, that uncomfortable feeling that spread through him
when they were together. When he was near him.

The
cool breeze that slowly passed by him, it too was very distant. When
nothing but the fleeting wind was left still blowing in the space
where he no longer remained, carrying the sound of his whispers along
with it.

"I
don't need you..."

-End
Chapter-

Chapter
Four Summary: ... or Heartbreak? (i.e. Jerk Alert!)

Sesshoumaru
doesn't think that he needs Kouga, so he finds different ways of
proving

so.
He foolishly ends up hurting both himself and Kouga. Also, an old
"friend" of the

dog
youkai's pops up. *cough* sleaziness ensues! *cough*
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