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The Tale of the Demon Lord	By : Arianawray Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 56279 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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XXXV: By Surprise
"What's this?" Inuyasha asked, arching an eyebrow, as Sesshomaru took his hand under the cover of a fine velvet cloth, and slipped something onto his middle finger.
When the demon lord moved his hands away, a perfect band of solid gold, broad and gleaming, engraved with intriguing swirls like those Totosai had painted above Sesshomaru's bed, graced his third digit. A ring fit for a prince – no, for a king. Sesshomaru then clasped what proved to be an elegantly worked gold cuff over his left wrist. A length of fine gold chain linked the ring and the cuff.
"All right, what's this for?" Inuyasha questioned.
"Don't you like it?" Sesshomaru asked, with some consternation, for he had put much thought into the design and had hurried his best craftsmen, which their royal family had worked with for hundreds of years, to complete it.
"It's beautiful. But what's it for?"
"Does it have to be for anything?" inquired the elder brother.
"As it's the latest in a week-long list of fabulously expensive gifts from you for no particular reason, I really have to wonder," Inuyasha remarked, glancing across at the chests, cabinets and shelves in which, or on which, the items in question were stored or displayed.
One week had passed since Naraku's amulet-shaped expression of determined courtship had arrived at the castle. Immediately upon going to his room that day, Inuyasha had written to Naraku in his own hand to thank the spider lord politely for the amulet, and to request that he stop sending presents, saying that it was wrong to receive such generous gifts when no favourable answer could be returned.
Sesshomaru had sealed the letter and sent it off promptly with his most intimidating boar-demon messenger. Totosai had decided to go off with the messenger, saying that he would return when he next felt like dropping in.
Over the course of that week, Sesshomaru had surprised Inuyasha with gifts of bejewelled daggers, dress boots of such exquisite quality that Inuyasha did not dare put his feet into them, an exorbitantly fine set of silver tools for buffing and sharpening his claws, a customised leather-and-wool saddlecloth that he could use whenever he flew on any of the dragons to visit the village, sashes shot through with so much gold thread that the prince was afraid to fold them, and now this fabulous ring and cuff worked to such perfection that they looked to be worth ten times more than all the other gifts put together.
The demon lord had humoured his every whim, going so far as to assent immediately and summon his soldiers when Inuyasha tested him by saying that he wanted Mamoru's balls served up to him on a silver platter. The prince had to quickly convince his brother that he was only joking, and that he wanted no balls of any description, from anyone, animal, human or demon, before the pathetic former servant of the castle wound up castrated – although Inuyasha was certain that Kagura was already doing a very good job of that on a psychological level.
"Consider these presents demonstrations of my regard for you, or courtship gifts, or simply things that I want you to have because you deserve only the best," Sesshomaru said, caressing his face and hair.
"Everything you've given me is perfect," Inuyasha responded. "But I don't need things from you. You don't have to buy me, you know. I actually already like you, for some strange reason. There's nothing you need to prove."
"I know. But it makes me happy to indulge you a little more than usual, at this time."
By "this time", Inuyasha knew that Sesshomaru was referring to the period leading up to the public announcement that they were to be mates. The whole castle knew, probably because Sesshomaru had given orders for various preparations to be made. His pleasure at knowing that he would soon rank officially as Sesshomaru's mate was somewhat tempered by his memory of their conversation about his brother's need for heirs, and also by the fact that Sesshomaru had never once asked him formally if he wished to be his mate.
"Is this," Inuyasha began, indicating the ring and cuff whose skilfully engraved grooves and wavy lines shimmered like the stylised fur of a golden animal, "supposed to be some kind of mysterious engagement jewellery whose significance I don't get, thanks to my dog-demon ignorance as a result of being raised by humans?"
Sesshomaru kissed him, but did not give him an answer.
He must have guessed right, because when he turned up for a meeting that Sesshomaru had asked him to attend, Chieftain Mitsuharu and all the other ministers he had never met greeted him with the appropriate deference, then bowed again once they spotted the ring and cuff and offered him their congratulations.
You could have warned me, the look he shot Sesshomaru said.
Didn't you guess correctly? You should have been prepared, was the message conveyed by the look Sesshomaru shot back at him.
The meeting began with Minister Mitsuharu giving a full account of the work to prevent future flooding in the south, reporting that the southern governors had discovered that a lack of proper planning in tree- and forest-clearing had precipitated the disaster. Trees and grass were being replanted, and weak spots along the river banks would be artificially reinforced until the roots grew strong. One hundred and twelve humans had died in the flood and mudslide, but many more had been saved by the prompt arrival of Lord Sesshomaru's soldiers, and the practical help they had given. Generous donations and practical help from other provinces meant that the southern provinces were now well set-up for full recovery.
Minister Ryota then reported that his spies had heard news of increased border troubles between the demon birds and Naraku's bandits. "Lord Naraku appears to be directing more unwanted attention to his other neighbours now that he knows we have not been fooled by the behaviour of his unacknowledged army of harassers."
"Our own borders have seen no trouble at all from the spider bandits since Lord Naraku's visit," Minister Atsushi confirmed. "It is Queen Abi's border defences that are now being tested even harder than before. I have heard talk that Queen Abi is reinforcing her northern coastline and naval defences; she may soon request that you do the same to give Naraku less room for manoeuvre."
Sesshomaru's lands were not far from the demon birds' territory. They shared a border near the southwest of his kingdom, while in the east, they were separated by only a relatively narrow strip of Naraku's land. The eastern coastlines of all three territories were in a row – Sesshomaru's seaboard ran in a broad strip from the northern bear lands downwards; Naraku had much narrower access to the waters directly south of that; and the demon birds' coastline was the mountainous landscape on the southern half of the continent. Sesshomaru defended his eastern coast well, given that a sneaky assault by sea was always possible.
Many human kingdoms and the massive kingdom of the dragons lay across that sea, but the human rulers were mostly inward-looking, lacking the confidence to take on demon-ruled lands. And Ryuukotsusei's daughter was a peaceable creature quite different from her hawkish father. Sesshomaru was not as concerned about his powerful reptilian friends as he was about surprise visits by spider armies rowing their way up north over the waves to harass the people of his eastern provinces.
"Prepare to step up our naval defences, so that we can respond with suitable speed if Queen Abi contacts us," Sesshomaru made his decision. "Even without a request from Abi, our eastern waters and coast must be completely closed to Naraku. He must be watched from north and south of his coastline, and must not be allowed to use our waters or beaches for launching assaults on his other neighbours, or for his forces to retreat to. Restrict fishing activity by the coastal communities for this time until further notice – give them additional finances and leeway to fish further up north, or to purchase seafood from unaffected communities if necessary."
The Finance Minister made a note of the directive.
"How long will this order be in effect?" Inuyasha asked, drawing surprised looks from the ministers present, other than Atsushi and Ryota. Those who had never met him and were now seeing him for the first time as Lord Sesshomaru's intended mate had not expected him to speak at all, thinking him too young to have an opinion, quite forgetting whose son he was.
"As long as it has to be," Sesshomaru replied, wondering what his brother was going to say next.
"Without giving the fishing communities a time frame for the changes that will affect them, they will suffer unnecessary hardship," Inuyasha said. "The village I lived in is not that far from the sea. I've seen those communities. Whether human or demon, their lives are hard enough as it is, without the added uncertainty of encroaching on others' fishing territories, and being unable to make a living the way they best know how."
"We can't give them a time frame, Inuyasha," Sesshomaru said. "We do not know how long hostilities will drag on between the demon birds and Naraku's bandit troops."
"How about a different approach, then? If you don't mind a suggestion from me, that is," Inuyasha proposed, wondering if Sesshomaru was going to take him to task for contradicting him in public again, and whether he would have an opportunity this time to pinch his brother's tongue between his claws before he got spanked hard.
"I welcome any suggestions that promise to work well," the demon lord replied.
"My opinion is that if you're going to pay money to these communities to move north or purchase food from others, you might as well pay them to take naval personnel onto their fishing craft or to dive with them, and help to act as lookouts while they fish. The human fishermen fish only in the daytime, and the demon fisherfolk go out at night. They always row out in groups. You've got the entire day and night covered there. These communities are tight-knit – they look out for one another on or in the water. Nothing will happen to one boat or diver without others noticing very soon, and if you have naval personnel on the boats, or diving alongside the divers, the alarm can be raised and the coastal forces alerted in seconds should Naraku's forces attempt any military sea activity. At the same time, you will ensure that none of the fisher individuals has been bought by enemy forces to close an eye to foreign activity. Many of the demon fisherfolk are aquatic or amphibious – you wouldn't know what they were up to under the water with Naraku's marine-scorpion relatives unless your aquatic officers were with them – we do have sea-snake and shark officers in our navy, don't we? If need be, our officers could be disguised as fisher-folk too – Naraku's forces wouldn't know if they did it discreetly enough."
Scattered whispers and conversation broke out all over the meeting hall as the ministers started to ask one another questions about Inuyasha, and his suggestions. Minister Atsushi kept his own counsel and considered the plan carefully for some time before calling everyone's attention back to the matter by saying: "My lord, His Highness' suggestions might be workable, at a lower cost than our original plan, as it will mean deploying fewer military vessels. As he has observed these communities at firsthand, and if their daily activities are as he has described, we should be able to apply his plan, with minor adaptations to the requirements of our naval personnel."
"Excellent," Sesshomaru said. "Look into how we can carry it out most effectively."
Inuyasha was worried that Sesshomaru would be annoyed with him for butting in when, for all he knew, his brother only expected him to sit pretty in such meetings. But Sesshomaru did not look annoyed; in fact, he looked rather pleased.
~ - ~
"Has Lord Sesshomaru told you when he will make the public announcement that you will be his mate?" Natsumi asked Inuyasha when he was taking his bath that evening.
Inuyasha looked at the ring and cuff, which he had taken off for the bath, but which he would put on again before dinner. "No, he hasn't said anything. Maybe he'll call off the whole thing after my behaviour at the meeting today."
It was Natsumi's turn to glance at the ring and cuff. "After giving you an engagement gift of such value? And making certain that you wore it in front of all the ministers? I don't think so, Your Highness. I believe Lord Sesshomaru simply needs to inform his mother about his plans before he makes an announcement."
"She won't approve," Inuyasha murmured pessimistically. "I'll bet she's hated me from the day I was born, no matter what Sesshomaru says."
"It won't matter to Lord Sesshomaru personally whether his mother approves or not," Natsumi said. "He doesn't need her blessing to proceed, not when he's a ruler in his own right. But the custom is that his mother must be informed about his choice of mate, and to see you for herself before the mating ceremony."
"Well, you know what? She'll be interested only in the sort of mate who can give her son children. I won't be anyone of significance in her eyes."
"I can't speak for Lord Sesshomaru's mother, but I did meet her once during her last visit, and she seems fair. She was very beautiful, very intimidating and very demanding, but she did not strike me as unreasonable. Although such things are really not for me to say."
"I guess I'll find out soon enough," Inuyasha sighed.
Natsumi did her best to neutralise his gloom, not wanting him to go downstairs for dinner with a long face. She treated him exactly the same as she always had, but Inuyasha noticed that the other staff were now treating him in a slightly different manner. It was not a question of the quality of their service, which had been impeccable since the Mamoru incident. It was a difference in the… he supposed it he had to call it a difference in the style of their service, and he guessed that he knew why.
A prince or princess other than the firstborn and heir would be expected to leave home at some point after coming of age. That step might be prompted by a mating to a political or family ally, or someone he or she had been betrothed to since birth, or by an appointment given to him or her to govern a province or annexed land.
Well-trained staff would always treat younger members of a royal family perfectly, albeit with an air of expectation that eventually they would leave the main seat of power to lead lives of their own. But a mate of the ruling lord or lady was someone who would always be here as long as his or her mate remained on the throne – at least in principle, for there was always the possibility of a spectacular falling-out such as that which had taken place between the late demon lord and Sesshomaru's mother.
That rare example of the termination of a mated pairing had been facilitated by Sesshomaru's mother being the ruler of her own kingdom, with no hesitation about packing up and heading home. After all, who was there to rank above her and tell her that she could not go home just because she was someone's mate? A younger princess would have been chided by her parents and sent back to their son-in-law. But Sesshomaru's mother was no one's younger sibling; no one ever told her what to do.
The older servants who had witnessed the arguments leading to the eventual separation of Sesshomaru's parents knew that Inuyasha's hot temper and Sesshomaru's obstinacy could mean a similar rupture in the future. But they also calculated that Inuyasha would be less likely to move out permanently even if a fight erupted, because he had no kingdom of his own to run away to, unless a small village counted as a kingdom. With his long half-demon life, that entire village might well be unrecognisable by the time he fell out with Sesshomaru, so he would have no other home to go to.
They thus treated him as if they fully expected him to be here for good.
Which Inuyasha thought was nice, in a way, and unnerving in so many other ways.
~ - ~
For the first time in his life, he dressed with Sesshomaru in mind. He liked Natsumi's choice of a black and deep-iridescent-green evening robe, but he had her remove one inner layer and adjust the fabric under the sash so the robe fitted him more closely and exposed a shade more skin at his throat.
As he had hoped, Sesshomaru could not take his eyes off him as he walked into the dining hall, his gold ring and cuff gleaming against the deep colours of his clothes, nor could he stop admiring him as they ate their meal.
The demon lord could not wait to get Inuyasha upstairs after dinner. There, he put their three swords aside on the table, and proceeded to undress him lovingly, as if to say that while the packaging was excellent, what was underneath the wrapping was even better. He caressed him until they were both on the verge of plunging into another fast and furious coupling, but then he denied himself and Inuyasha with impressive discipline, by holding back long enough to bind Inuyasha's wrists to his elaborately carved bedhead with a long silk sash.
"I promised that I would take you one of these days when you were all trussed up, and the time has come," Sesshomaru whispered to him, giving him a frisson of anticipation.
"And the point of it would be…?" Inuyasha asked, trying to sound as if he could care less when in fact he was doing all he could not to tremble helplessly as Sesshomaru ran his fingertips down his body to his ankles, which he also secured, one to each corner of the foot of the bed, by even longer sashes.
"The point, my Inuyasha, is that I want you to feel nothing but pleasure this evening, and to know that I expect nothing from you – no return in kind, no thoughts of doing to me what I am doing to you, no distraction other than to accept my attention."
Inuyasha did begin to shiver now, all the more when Sesshomaru bound a luxuriously soft sash around his eyes to blindfold him.
"I don't even want you distracted by what you see. On another occasion, I would be pleased to put rolled-up strips of cloth in your ears to muffle your hearing and scent-neutralising essences on the burner. But the blindfold will be enough for now. Listen to my voice – these sashes would be easy for you to snap and tear, but it is my command that they remain intact, until I untie them myself, do you understand?"
Inuyasha nodded uncertainly, unable to see Sesshomaru.
The feather-light strokes began, followed by the gentlest kisses which sometimes tapered off into nothing, leaving Inuyasha wondering if Sesshomaru was simply sitting back for a minute or two for the pure purpose of gazing at him without touching. His cheeks flushed as he discovered how erotic and unnerving it was not to be able to see what his lover was doing – what he was looking at, what he might be contemplating, what his next move would be.
At times the touches deepened into passionate kneading or turned into ardent kisses – Inuyasha never knew what was coming from one moment to the next, except that every touch was calculated to please him. Sesshomaru's hands, Sesshomaru's lips, Sesshomaru's hair… he could barely tell after a while which part of his mate-to-be was in contact with him. Skin sliding against skin, claws and teeth grazing and nibbling, a curtain of hair trailing over his body, the very tips of that hair sending electrifying signals through his flesh… and were those Sesshomaru's knuckles teasing his asshole, or perhaps a piece of jade, or even some other object picked up from the side table… he couldn't tell, and frankly, he wasn't trying to play "name the object", not when he was in heaven with everything that was happening.
Water… no, saliva… no, unscented oil on his cock, then an incredible friction from Sesshomaru rubbing up against him, over him, all around – a quick nip around his belly button almost made him yelp with surprise – then a deep kiss of his lips accompanied by caresses to his furry ears as his intended mate lined up his body against his and thrust against him without actually penetrating him, creating the most delicious desire in him, firing his senses from head to toe.
He strained lightly against the sashes, wanting to pull as hard at them as if they were chains, but knowing that he could not or they would break, and his instructions were not to damage them. Needing to refrain from tearing them stimulated his senses even more, and concentrated them all on what his partner was doing to him.
More oil and warmth, and perfect demon skin gliding back down his body, before his balls were unexpectedly but gently taken into Sesshomaru's mouth, teased and stroked with his tongue and the top and sides of his mouth, but untested by fangs that understood how sensitive this part of him was.
Another quick nip, this time on the inside of his left thigh, making him whimper with excitement and groan as his lover returned to giving his attention to his by-now extremely hard and erect organ. He cried out as Sesshomaru gave him what he wanted, with fingers or palms or toes, he cared not, rapt with the concentration of blissful sensation in that aching, needy appendage that was capable of transmitting so much pleasure throughout his entire being.
Sesshomaru changed the pace, holding his racing urges in check and keeping him on the edge, keen for the variation and interest while longing to forge ahead without pause. Slower, then faster, then a different rhythm and feel, then faster again, sometimes going partway up and down the shaft and sometimes right up over the tip.
At last, his mate-to-be stroked him firmly, more quickly than before, and he was finally allowed to climax. He came with a cry, his whole body feeling for a moment as to be suspended without an ounce of the familiar tug of gravity on it, floating through the vast space of his psyche.
Then the feeling of the silk unwrapping from around his wrists and ankles, and the blindfold removed. But he might as well still have had the silk over his eyes, for he only wanted to keep them closed and seek the warmth of his brother's arms and feel his body curling around him, his gentle mouth whispering endearments into his ears, soothing him to sleep.
~ - ~
When Inuyasha awoke some time later, he smiled to himself and slipped out from under his brother's arm. He pulled on his white shift and undertrousers, and quietly left the room, nodding to the guards in the corridor as he slipped into his own bedroom.
He very much liked everything that Sesshomaru had done to him, but it had also made him a little nervous to know how easily his brother could draw the strongest responses from him, and how well he knew his body and mind after such a short time spent living together.
After visiting the bathroom and spending a few moments washing his hands and wiping his body down with a towel he had dipped into the bathwater, he lay down on his own bed for some rest and privacy, and to get some physical distance from the one who knew him so well.
It was remarkable that he and Sesshomaru were to be mates after such a bad beginning – and how the talk of it seemed to have spread everywhere over the past week, despite the lack of an official announcement. Once again, he was concerned that things were moving too quickly. He certainly found Sesshomaru attractive, and Sesshomaru seemed to genuinely care for him the way he cared for no one else. But did they love each other?
He considered that question as he slept lightly. However, he did not arrive at a conclusion by the time he opened his eyes again after sleeping for a short time. It was still the middle of the night.
He decided to return to Sesshomaru's bedroom, so that the demon lord would not miss him upon awaking. Very quietly, he turned the handle and slipped into the room without a sound. The instant he looked into the interior of his brother's room, however, he caught the merest glimmer of a shadow – a glassy, towering shadow – stealing its way across the floor towards the bed where Sesshomaru lay. It was hard even for his sharp eyes to see, because it blended in with the things around it.
Inuyasha was sure the shadow had seen the door open, but either he was mistaken, or it was choosing to ignore him.
Without hesitation, he snatched up his Tetsusaiga from the side table where he and Sesshomaru had set it down earlier, and unsheathed it. As the blade flared to life, the shadow stepped into the moonlight, and Inuyasha was startled to see that it was a massive demon made entirely of mirrored glass, from its hair to its eyes to the tips of its powerful fingers and strapping legs.
At the back of his mind, it registered that he could neither smell this demon nor detect the tiniest iota of demon aura from around it – he could only see it, not sense it in any other way. But there was no time to think about that. With a bloodcurdling yell which brought the guards rushing into the room, Inuyasha swung his blade at the intruder.
Sesshomaru leaped clean out of his bed at the same time as Inuyasha shouted and the guards entered. He landed on his feet on the floorboards and took in the situation at once. He was as surprised as Inuyasha was to have no sense of the intruder's smell or aura, but ignored that while he swiftly knotted a nightshirt around his naked loins, then seized the blade he had taken from the armoury days ago. Now armed, he bore down on the assailant while Inuyasha attacked from the other side.
The guards moved in, but the intruder swept them away, sending them flying against the wall near the desk with one hefty arm of solid glass. It focused only on Sesshomaru. A sharp, glassy blade sprang out of its right hand, as if growing from the very material the demon was formed of. With that blade, it engaged Sesshomaru in combat, while with another blade growing out of its left hand, it held off Inuyasha's Tetsusaiga.
Glass shavings scattered from the assailant's body and blades as the two brothers attacked it, but every speck of those shavings gathered themselves up and flew back onto the demon's body, assimilating with the rest of the glass. Although the battle was swift and furious, the intruder's cold, silvery eyes regarded the dog demons as expressionlessly as if it was standing still. The Tetsusaiga cracked the glass creature's left blade repeatedly, but right before their eyes, the cracks repaired themselves, and the mirror blade grew whole again.
Tired of being ignored and held off while all the proper fighting was going on between the intruder and Sesshomaru, Inuyasha interposed himself between them. To his astonishment, the mirror demon pulled back immediately and refused to attack him, then moved around him like a flow of liquid glass to launch a renewed assault on the demon lord, barely pausing to sweep and kick aside the guards once more, along with those under the window who had jumped into the room upon hearing the cries of their comrades.
"Hey! Fight me!" Inuyasha yelled, bringing his sword down on the demon's head. "Why don't you fight me?"
The Tetsusaiga glanced off the polished glass head and cleaved the intruder's right shoulder in two. The mirrored surface cracked and broke, but as before, made itself whole in seconds. The thing seemed indestructible – and it still had no scent or aura that any of them could sense.
Repeatedly, the mirror demon ignored Inuyasha and attacked Sesshomaru, getting itself impaled, dismembered and shattered by the demon lord's blade, yet reforming over and over again within moments. It was obviously an assassin, with orders to kill Sesshomaru and Sesshomaru alone.
Even the great demon lord would be worn down under such an attack, by a creature with so much strength, and which appeared impossible to stop or permanently break.
Sesshomaru's skilful blade continued to keep it at bay. The assassin could not get a strike in close enough to the demon lord's body to maim or kill him. But over and over again, the glass blade crashed down onto Sesshomaru's sword, with such force that the metal creaked and the nerves of his arm throbbed and fired with pain.
The guards, joined by even more reinforcements, piled on top of the intruder and tried to bring it down, giving Sesshomaru momentary respite. But mere seconds later, the slippery assassin shook off every one of the guards and ejected from its body the blades they had sunk deep into it. It then struck Sesshomaru's sword again and shattered the steel.
One of the blades lodged in its spine shot out of its body and spun around in mid-air to sink into the throat of the guard to whom it belonged. Angered to see a royal-wing guard he knew and trusted incurring a possibly fatal wound, Sesshomaru seized a sword dropped by another guard and flew at the assassin bare-handed, driving it back towards the window so fiercely that his borrowed weapon also broke as he used his free hand to haul Inuyasha out of the way of the back-pedalling intruder.
The mirror demon flew swiftly backwards to land neatly on the window ledge. With the space and distance it had thus gained, it pointed one long, thick finger at Sesshomaru and fired a glass shard out of its tip.
That shard would have hit Sesshomaru directly in the heart, open and unguarded as he was in that instant, no sword in his right with which to deflect the shard, and his left arm stretched out towards Inuyasha.
Without hesitation, and without waiting to discover if Sesshomaru would be able to dodge the missile, Inuyasha threw himself between the shard and his brother's body, holding up the Tetsusaiga to deflect the glass. He blocked it, but the slippery piece glided smoothly over the surface of the great blade instead of ricocheting away as a normal shard would have done, nipped over the edge of the blade, and tunnelled deep into Inuyasha's belly.
The mirror demon froze on the window ledge. It had hit the wrong target, one it had tried to avoid harming, and it suddenly did not know what to do. The guards charged at it, but it disappeared before their eyes. Rather, it shrank into itself so rapidly and turned into a shard so small that none could track it as it shot off into the sky and vanished into the night.
Sesshomaru did not see the mirror demon disappear. He did not see or hear his guards rushing after the speck of glass and calling for their colleagues mounted on fire cats to search the air for the shard. He saw nothing, heard nothing and felt nothing except Inuyasha collapsing into his arms with a dazed look on his face, a spreading circle of red invading the pure white fabric of his shirt.
"Inuyasha!" Sesshomaru cried, clutching the boy to him.
Inuyasha looked up into his face, unable to speak, seemingly unable even to draw a breath. Sesshomaru imagined that was a terrible enough thing to see, until the terror grew worse for them both as the single shard which had entered the boy shattered into hundreds of tiny splinters within him, tearing his insides apart and sending him into such a hell of agony that he screamed, then went rigid before falling completely limp in his brother's embrace.
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