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Save Me	By : Angels9191 Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8166 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Foxy
- 2-Powerless
- 3-Submerged
- 4-Savior
- 5-Dedication
- 6-Tests
- 7-Behind the Mask
- 8-Arrival
- 9-Mine
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- 5
Chapter 4 – Savior

Sesshomaru swam up to the surface, knowing Kitaru would follow him. He was annoyed; he hadn’t wanted this underwater adventure to end so quickly. Secretly, he had always wanted to try it, but never really had the chance. Now his eager little pet had ruined it.

He climbed out of the natural pool and heard the little hanyou breach the surface with a gasp. Sesshomaru shook out his mane of hair, the long locks spraying droplets of water everywhere, tresses sticking to his shoulders and back. His fur made little rivers of water drain down his chest and back.

As he flipped the bulk of his hair over his shoulder to wring out, he turned to watch Kitaru climb clumsily out of the pool, water pouring off of him. He didn’t even try to dry himself off, just immediately bowed on his hands and knees, his forehead touching the grass. At least he knew he had done something wrong.

The lord sighed, letting him stay like that for a while as he reached for his clothes. He pulled on the hakama, najuban, and kimono, leaving off the armor and the obi for now. He situated his already drying bulk of fur on his shoulder, pulling it through his sleeve and running his fingers through the soft, damp fur. He then turned back to the still bowing Kitaru.

“Come,” he commanded. The boy scurried to him, still on his hands and knees, and Sesshomaru was pleased that he could smell his nervousness. When the hanyou was inches from his feet, the great lord bent to pick up a stone next to them that was just the shape and smoothness he was looking for. “Turn,” he instructed.

His pet did as told, his bare behind facing his lord, orange fox tail tucked between his legs. Sesshomaru moved the tail out of the way, exposing his pet’s tight sex, and slowly pushed the smooth stone in.

Kitaru gasped and whimpered, shivering slightly, and continued to softly whimper as his master pushed the stone all the way in.

“You will wear that until I say otherwise,” he said coldly, then turned to don the rest of his clothing.

They traveled for another day, Sesshomaru blatantly ignoring his pet. The little fox did his best to keep up with him, but eventually fell behind again. Sesshomaru knew not to get too far ahead, he wouldn’t let the little hanyou lose track of him. But he was somewhat impressed by his pet’s determination. Even though he knew the stone inside of Kitaru caused him extreme discomfort, he never once heard the boy complain.

The youkai lord was intrigued by the hanyou. He puzzled him. He could tell that there was something about the fox that wouldn’t allow him to submit completely, yet the hanyou wanted nothing more then to be dominated by his master. Sesshomaru never usually had a problem figuring people out. As soon as he saw someone, he knew exactly what their strengths and weaknesses were. But somehow, Kitaru was very good at hiding himself.

And Sesshomaru himself knew he was a sucker for puzzles.

All he knew so far was that the fox was once a slave of some sort, that he was still being hunted, and that he wished to escape his old life through servitude to a more powerful demon. He knew there was no way the boy was completely ignorant about sex, his skill with his mouth gave that away, but he had been so tight the demon knew he had to be a virgin in that regard. Just what kind of life had the young half-demon experienced? Sesshomaru wondered what exactly was hunting the little hanyou, and if they would be foolish enough to attack him.

He got his answer sooner then he expected. Hardly an hour later he heard the voice of his pet shouting to him, “Master! Master, please wait!”

The panic in the boy’s tone impelled him to stop and wait for the little fox to catch up.

Once in sight, the hanyou wasted no time, “They’re here! My hunters! They’ve found us!”

Not a second after he had given his warning did over a dozen full fox demons leap out from the surrounding trees. They quickly surrounded the deceptively calm youkai and bared their teeth at him.

“Surrender to us the half-breed!”

“He belongs to us!”

“You have no right to him!”

They hissed and snapped at the lord who watched them with unreadable eyes. Finally he said only, “I thought the air smelled putrid,”

The demons cried out indigently and jumped to attack, not knowing what they were getting themselves into.

The lord simply raised a hand, and with a flick of his wrist liquefied eight of the demons into puddles of green poison. “Stand down now, and I will spare the rest of your lives,” he said in a bored voice. He had no time for this inconvenience. These pathetic excuses for demons were really Kitaru’s hunters?

They growled at him and bared their tiny razor sharp teeth. Sesshomaru almost laughed.

But his sense of humor evaporated when he saw that some of the clever little fox demons had took off to capture Kitaru. As he watched he saw the look of fear that quickly passed over his pet’s features, then saw the little fox crouch and growl, preparing to battle for his freedom. Even in his current predicament of no clothes and a stone under his tail.

At the same time that he felt pride swell in his chest for his brave pet, he also felt a cold anger in the pit of his stomach for the fear he could smell coming from the little fox at the sight of the fox demon hunters.

At that moment he sensed another round of attacks aimed in his direction. “Idiots,” he muttered, flicking his wrist again and enjoying the quick shrieks of his victims.

“Do not make us call upon our own masters! They will crush you under their feet like dust,”

The statuesque youkai narrowed his eyes carefully, “I doubt that,” he stated, drawing a couple laughs from the foxes. They seemed unfazed by the fact that he had just melted half of their companions.

“That’s what you think! Just wait until the masters get here! They will have your hide, and I cannot wait to see what they do to that worthless half-breed over there.”

Sesshomaru glared at them, and said in a dangerously calm voice, “I wouldn’t speak so rashly. Anything you think your master can do, I will do worse.”

They cackled again and the powerful lord’s eyes lost their golden hue to be replaced by a glowing angry yellow.

“Master!” he heard Kitaru shout desperately. Sesshomaru turned to see the fox demons bearing down on him, daggers and snares in hand. A couple of the demons were on their knees holding various body parts in pain, but there were just too many for Kitaru to handle on his own.

They would not get any closer. This hanyou was his now.

The great demon leapt into the air and soared toward his fox, landing lightly behind him and putting one arm securely around the boy. “He is mine,” he growled, and flicked his wrist to let out his poison whip, circling it around them and killing every fox it touched.

The hanyou looked up at his master in awe at his power. Kitaru was tough, but he had nowhere near the power this demon had at his disposal, nor the control he commanded. Sure, that whip had done a number on him days ago, but it certainly hadn’t liquefied him. Sesshomaru continued to lash anyone who came too close, pulling his hanyou close to his body protectively. No one was going to harm what was his.

As demon after demon fell, Sesshomaru suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. Worse than his shoulder, he looked to his right and saw that a sneaky little fox demon had somehow gotten through his whip and had latched its sharp little teeth onto the huge plume of fur that draped over his shoulder.

The fierce demon’s eyes instantly flashed to red as the stupid little fox dug his teeth into the thick fur causing a tremendous amount of pain to shoot through the demon lord’s shoulder. He snarled deep in his throat and grabbed the weak youkai by the neck, digging his green tinged claws into it. The pathetic thing whimpered, but didn’t let go, knowing it was causing the endlessly powerful lord pain.

Sesshomaru felt the strength in his right side fade rapidly and his grip on the fox’s neck loosened slightly. I’m out of practice, Sesshomaru thought to himself bitterly.

In that instant Kitaru reached up and grabbed the fox hunter, tearing him off the lord’s fur by his tail. Sesshomaru snarled as he felt some of the pristine white fur pull off in the fox’s teeth, but watched with growing amusement as his pet pinned the fox to the ground and ferociously ripped at his throat with his teeth and claws, only stopping when he had a dead and bloody youkai at his feet.

Silence fell as Kitaru calmed his breathing and Sesshomaru watched him, petting the massive and slightly damaged fur on his shoulder. Eventually the hanyou began to tremble as he looked at the blood on his hands, his tail sinking lower and lower.

The powerful youkai behind him watched in quiet amazement as the beautiful young half fox sank to his knees. Immediately, Sesshomaru realized that this was the first time the little fox had killed someone, and it was quickly taking a toll on him.

The youkai knelt in front of him and reached around to take out the stone, causing Kitaru to gasp and look up at him. The demon took his hands gently and slowly licked the blood from them, cleaning them completely. The little fox just watched in awe.

When there was no trace of fox blood left, Sesshomaru looked straight into the bright green eyes of his pet, the youkai’s a deep gold once again. “Do not be ashamed. You have no reason to feel ashamed for protecting me, for I will kill anyone who so much as thinks of causing you harm,” he said matter fact.

Kitaru looked up at him with a look of pure innocent love that struck the unforgiving demon’s stone heart. A heart that he had locked away long ago. The look Kitaru gave him reminded him of himself such a long time ago, and he knew the fear the young hanyou felt in his heart, and the hope he now placed on Sesshomaru. The look he saw in the boy’s eyes was the look he had always wanted to give someone, but had never found anyone who could save him.

The unmovable demon lord drew the boy closer, embracing him and reinforcing his words so that Kitaru knew he was being completely truthful. So that the little fox knew he could indeed be saved.
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