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The Emperor and his Champion	By : Lady_of_the_Squirrels Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 944 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Helaku had dismissed himself and went home for the rest of the day, no one dared question the Commander. Nothing particularly urgent was occurring, things were being taken care of in Persia by one of his generals and they had his cell if something happened. He opened a case of beer, taking a bottle to his couch and nursing it. He was still angry.
                He lived on palace grounds, his home built in the back woods on the acreage Sesshomaru owned. He had walked, shooting glares at anyone who dared to stop him to discuss anything until he hit the point just outside of the palace wall where no one would follow him into the foliage, down the muddied road to his cabin. The emperor had wanted him to live in the barracks and upon Helaku declining he had won the right to construct just outside the gate so he would always be close by.
                He turned his television on, zoning out as he focused on his thoughts. He could still see it, that pure animalistic need on Sesshomaru’s face as he took that consort. How his body had reacted to Helaku’s gaze, his need peaking as he didn’t break the eye contact and how his body shuddered at his climax, the gaze only breaking due to his eyes squeezing shut.
                He didn’t like her attention, he noted. He avoided her touches, didn’t respond to her praises or her sweet nothings. In fact, the only nice thing he had done was offer her a towel to wipe between her legs. His hands only held where he needed to, Helaku doubted he had even raised her top, the way he didn’t respond to those breasts. Helaku felt uncomfortable as his body reacted a little to the images. It was arousing but he had still turned his back to their love so quickly.
                He took another drink, trying to clear the pictures from his mind but it was so hard to ignore the way those eyes had bore into him, seeming to take more pleasure in having something he wanted to see versus someone he could care less about. He hadn’t even been embarrassed, he just cleaned himself up and put himself back together and came out for their meeting. Helaku mused that had it been anyone else, he probably wouldn’t have finished. He would’ve been humiliated.
                ‘But maybe he had been embarrassed,’ Helaku bit his lip a little as he thought. He hadn’t taken the time to read his eyes, he was so flustered and confused in the moment. Sesshomaru wouldn’t have shown his emotions in his office in front of her, anyone could walk in.
                ‘I don’t want to look at you like I look at her,’ rang through his mind suddenly. It was as if he wanted to express himself to Helaku, he wanted to feel with Helaku but how could he be sure that’s how he meant it. He thought maybe he should feel complimented but he really just felt used. Would he have looked at him as if he was that whore? Is that what he would be to him if he had pushed further? Sesshomaru had undone his pants after all, almost as if open to it first and then realizing what it would become.
                He slammed his beer down without thinking, drink splashing on his hand and arm. He huffed, going to his kitchen to wipe his arm off. Then the doorbell came. He wasn’t expecting anyone, and he made sure his sword was fastened to his hip before he opened the door. Jules.
                “What?” He growled it, not meaning to be angry with him but he was very in his emotions. His turquoise eyes raged.
                He held up a gift basket, bourbon and glasses. The man was shaking like a leaf in the wind. There wasn’t a knife as he couldn’t find one but he was proud to have found the expensive bourbon set.
                “Does he think he can buy me with gifts?” Helaku’s jaw clenched. Maybe he was just a whore to him.
                “I don’t—No? He was very flustered, he asked that I get you the bourbon you like and some nice glasses. Also a knife for your collection but I… well I honestly don’t know you like he would. He said ‘unique’ and that you had a very nice collection,” Jules stammered, worried with the way Helaku’s hand rested on the hilt of his weapon.
                “He couldn’t go himself?” Helaku’s eyes flashed like lightning.
                “I really believe he would have if he could get away long enough to shop. I asked what to get you if I couldn’t find a knife and he said…” Jules trailed off, putting the basket down and pulling out his notes, “ ‘Not overly romantic’ and I crossed that out because he told me to forget he started to say that. ‘Something to show what a good job he has done lately’ and ‘show him how much I appreciate him.’ “
                “How wonderful of him. I’m not a maiden, he can keep his bourbon,” Helaku started to shut his door.
                “Please, Commander Foxx. You don’t have to enjoy the gift, but I have to deliver it,” Jules pleaded, picking the basket back up.
                Helaku sighed and took it. He opened the basket and pulled the bourbon out, dropping it on his front step. The bottle shattered and he looked at Jules, his gaze unwavering in his stubbornness. Jules flinched, backing away from the door.
                “I see. I will let him know you received your gift. I am not sure what is between you too, but I don’t think he knows what to do ,” Jules nervously tapped his fingers together.
                “Not this,” Helaku’s words were meant to cut like a knife. Jules nodded, getting the jest of it. He hustled off back towards the palace. Helaku stared at the mess he had made on his step and went back in his house, not even close to wanting to deal with it right now.
                Hours passed and as dinner time approached he started to try and decide what to make himself for dinner. He didn’t normally keep many groceries due to eating at the palace most days. Then his phone rang: Zander.
                “If it is Emperor related, you can tell him to shove it up his ass,” Helaku answered the phone. He felt the hesitation from Zander.
                “Well, I don’t think he can shove his garden up his…. Bum. I need some help from someone with clearance to his room,” Zander was adorable. Maybe he’d try to fuck Zander to get back at him, let him catch them in his little garden with Zander wrapped around his cock. He knew the little cat was his private servant, he imagined he held so many secrets in his little effeminate hands. Little hands that would feel good on his body. He looked at his beer, maybe he had, had too much.
                He rolled his eyes around the room then looked at the protein shake in his hand. He put it back slowly, “Fine. You maybe want to get dinner afterwards?”
                He felt the blush from the little cat demon through the phone. He was too easy, Helaku couldn’t deny that. “No, I don’t… I don’t think that would be appropriate.”
                “Who cares if it’s not appropriate? You’re pretty cute, ya know?” Helaku pushed the issue, grinning as he picked up his beer, finishing it. No use in wasting what was already opened.
                Zander laughed awkwardly, extremely uncomfortable. “Please just come help me.”
                The cat was panicking. He knew the cat was panicking. He enjoyed that the cat was panicking.
                “Give me like… 30 minutes. Where do you want me to meet you?” Helaku sighed, adding the bottle to his collection on the counter.
                “Meet me down by the laundry room. Thank you, Helaku.” His voice was sincere now. He hung up.
                He had changed and decided he would not be changing back to his uniform just to go help Zander. He had old jeans on that fit snug around his butt but he knew he could still throw some hay in them if he were at home. He tucked his red flannel shirt in, finding a belt to put on so he at least looked presentable. His tattooed chest showed at the top without buttoning the top buttons and he decided that was okay.
                He put old work boots on, comfortable for walking back up to the palace. Then he left, looking to the still shattered bottle on his front step. It still made him mad. Helaku felt the stares as he made his way back up to the palace, he was hardly ever out in his civilian clothes and there were definitely interested parties sizing him up. If he couldn’t get Zander, maybe he’d get someone else to make his Emperor jealous.
                The laundry room smelled wonderfully of fresh lavender and cotton sheets. Zander was putting a load into the washer as Helaku walked in, he’d never been here before. He felt he could put his office here and be happy for a lifetime. “Oh good! You’re here!”
                “Yeah, you ready? I got some more beer with my name on it at home,” Helaku motioned back towards the way he had come.
                “Yes!” Zander’s tail twitched excitedly. Zander would most definitely make his emperor jealous. Zander took an apron off and set it on a table. He led Helaku to another room, picking up a bucket and struggling with it. He handed it to Helaku who did not struggle at all.
                “What is this?” Helaku looked down into the bucket.
                “Plant bulbs! They’re heavy,” Zander pouted just slightly, handing him another bucket. He could picture taking the man right there.
                “Heh, well you called the right guy I guess,” Helaku smiled, genuinely glad to help but even more glad to have something to take his mind off Sesshomaru.
                Two more buckets and they were off to a service elevator. Helaku’s brow creased, he’d never seen this elevator before. Zander had to scan a badge tucked into the pocket of his work robes and the doors opened, letting them on. When the doors opened a beautiful garden met him, like a large balcony. He knew there was not a balcony on this side of the palace.
                “Magic,” Zander answered, reading the question on his face. Helaku just nodded, still not understanding.
                Lights were strung up on the ceiling, creating a nice environment. A table sat in the middle of the balcony, bottles of wine on ice with a bottle of that bourbon he had just smashed sitting next to the bucket. Wine glasses sat on the table, a simple centerpiece on the table. “You said this is Sesshomaru’s garden?”
                “Yes, it is. He disguises it as an awful little office on the inside. On the outside, it’s hidden to look as if it’s all walls but it’s open,” Zander picked up a pair of gardening gloves he had planted earlier and motioned Helaku to where another bucket sat by the table. Helaku set them down and when he turned to see what else Zander needed, the little cat was gone.
                There was the sound of a sliding door and he looked as Sesshomaru stepped out, surprised to see him. He had something in his hands and almost looked as if considering going back to his room. He wasn’t ready, Zander had brought Helaku early. Helaku folded his arms, he’d have to face him eventually. “If that’s a gift, you can just take it back now.”
                Sesshomaru fidgeted with it in his hands a moment before setting it on a planter. “I’m sorry.”
                “Sorry?” Helaku spit it at him.
                “Yes. Sorry. I don’t have a good excuse Helaku, I really don’t. I thought you weren’t, “he stopped, sighing. That curtain fell again, he felt awful.
                “Weren’t what?” Helaku walked towards him.
                “I thought you didn’t want what I wanted. You didn’t talk to me for an entire week! Declined every invitation to spend time with me where I could fit you! What else what was I supposed to think?” Sesshomaru was open about how he had viewed the situation, absolutely defeated.
                “Is this how you see this? You can just pay me off with gifts because I saw what I wasn’t supposed to? Some ‘consort’ might enjoy this, but I don’t,” he was in front of Sesshomaru now, barely space between them. He was trying to intimidate him.
                “No. I don’t know how to make this better! I was very happily married for over 400 years! I don’t know how to… do this!” Sesshomaru’s arms flailed around him, trying to emphasize the situation, he was very suddenly all emotion. “You want to know what we did when I met Katherine? I met her father, who chaperoned us on 2 outings before we got married! If she was mad at me, I gave her flowers or something I knew she would like and then we talked about why she was mad so I could be better! I didn’t think you’d want flowers or jewelry, I chose bourbon! You like bourbon! And this!” He grabbed the box and shoved it into Helaku’s hand.
                Helaku stared at him, eyes wide as the man seemed to break down in front of him. As broke down as Helaku imagined he could get at least. Helaku’s anger melted if for only a moment. His eyes were wild, absolutely lost as he looked Helaku over. Helaku carefully opened the box. An old knife, curved blade with an odd handle. A name was carved into it, one of the old general’s who had given his life to create the realms. It had blood marks on it but had been cleaned as well as it could be and preserved.
                “Just enjoy the dinner, you don’t have to eat it with me. This was a bad idea.” Helaku looked confused as Sesshomaru retreated to his room.
                “Dinner?” Helaku looked at the table, and then Zander was back in the elevator. He had a cart with silver trays, rolling it towards the table. He could smell steaks and warm bread. He sat slowly, plopping down on the chair. He was now very unsure on how he felt.
                Zander looked to him and then worriedly towards the bedroom. He set the table, as if nothing was off then smiled softly to Helaku. “Enjoy your dinner, Commander Foxx.”
                He offered a little bow, not pressuring him or offering reassurance. He offered no advice, just a gentle hand to his shoulder, respecting how the situation had played out. “Did he arrange the dinner, or did he have you do it?”
                Zander paused as he started away with the cart. “He asked me for ideas for a date for you two and when I suggested dinner he asked me to make it beautiful, like he would do when he was seeing the Elven Lord Lykra. I came back and he chose the menu. Steak because he knows you like it, and then told me that he wanted something that would make you think of home. He said you make him think of a cowboy, so I kind of went with that. I’ve never been to your home so I did my best.”
                “A cowboy, huh?” Helaku snorted gently, putting the box on the table.
                “Well, if he’s been to anywhere like a farm, it was a long time ago. I would imagine the closest he has is what he has seen in books and in the media,” Zander snickered a little. “He even respected your request for privacy, asking that I specifically use the back hallways to his room.”
                “He really saw Lord Lykra?” Helaku ran his finger along the blade.
                “Yes. They broke up because he was too much,” Zander snickered again, very amused.
                “Sesshomaru or the Lord?” Helaku laughed and Zander joined him, gently smacking his arm.
                “I must return to my duties, enjoy your dinner.” He rolled off with the cart leaving Helaku by himself. He removed the lid from the plate and looked at the large steak on the plate with a baked potato and small corn cobs. The bread was wrapped in a basket in the center of the table. Zander had done a good job.
                He cut his steak, eating a few bites as he looked around the garden. This felt wrong, he felt wrong. He put his silverware down and looked at the sliding door then at his plate. He picked up the bourbon next to the wine and turned the bottle over in his hands before putting it back and going to the sliding door. He swung it open with force and walked with purpose into the bedroom. He was going to let this man have it.
                The emperor was not in his room. He looked around, listening for the shower or indication he had stayed. He checked the gym and then looked at the door to the bath. He went down the stairs, slowly and carefully. There was a soft voice and a click of a door, he could only assume it was Zander using the servant entrance. As he got to the bottom of the stairs, he saw Sesshomaru’s clothes, strewn everywhere as if a hurricane had undressed him. He paused, this wasn’t how he had been the other night.
                He looked towards the pool, Sesshomaru’s back was to him. He was in the deeper parts of the pool, leaning his head back into the water. He talked quietly to himself. “Kat, I don’t know what to do. I fucked up. I really fucked up. I’m not built for this. I am incapable of showing him how I feel. You always said I was bad at that.”
                He chuckled quietly before floating gently on the water, his eyes were closed. Helaku just watched him, lowering himself so he wouldn’t be seen.
                “I wish you were here; I can’t even feel anything soft without thinking about you. I’m scared if I touch them too much, I’ll forget your curves, your smile. You told me if something ever happened, I needed to find someone who could make me see my people, make me empathetic to them, you could feel those things for me. You were perfect. I wish you could choose your replacement in my heart; this would make it much easier.” Helaku took a seat on the stairs, he wasn’t meant to hear this, but he couldn’t help but sit and listen. His emotions were so raw right now.
                He stood suddenly, walking to the ledge and slumping over it. His shoulders shook. His hands held his head as if having a bad headache. “FUCK.”
                The word was strained, so much pain and anger in it. He turned, leaning back against the rock, His eyes were still closed and his hands moved, running over his cheeks then back through his hair as tears fell mercilessly from his eyes. He wiped them off quickly, trying to control his breathing and make the feeling disappear as fast as it had come onto him. His stomach and chest heaved as he tried to hold in the sobs and then he slid down into a sitting position, the water resting at his chin and the tears came more freely. Even in the bath he tried to hide his face with his hands.
                Helaku’s heart broke, no one was supposed to see this. No one was supposed to know this is what he did when he came to bed alone. No one was supposed to know what happened before he took a person he paid into his bed to emotionlessly relieve tension in the only way he could think to. Yet, here Helaku was, hiding not very well behind the bars on the handrail of the staircase watching him break down. Those soft noises, barely heard above the bubbling water carried to his ears.
                He very quietly slipped his boots and socks off, then moved as quietly as he could to the pool. He knew he would more than likely spook him as he waded into the water, but the man was too absorbed in trying to stop his sobs to hear the water as he moved closer. He was hesitant as he got near, ever aware of his now soaked through clothing. He was still mad, but now his anger seemed so much smaller.
                He was careful, getting within arms reach and then gently tugged Sesshomaru towards him. The man lost it in his terror, his hands swinging wildly to lash out at whatever dare attack him in his own bath. He was panicking, trying to fight for his life. Helaku took a punch and several slashes from the razors on his fingertips before he realized what had happened, and he calmed immediately seeing the Commander. “What the fuck are you doing?!”
                Sesshomaru immediately inspected where he had punched him and any other scratches he’d landed on him. His sadness completely forgotten for the moment. Helaku stopped him, spinning him around and pulling him up against his chest. “Shut the fuck up before I get mad again.”
                Sess was tense now, not sure what to do about the arms around him. He wasn’t supposed to be the one being comforted, how long had he been watching? The longer the arms held him the more he realized it wasn’t what he wanted, but it was what he needed. He’d never seen being emotional as being strong, he rather saw it was a weakness and to know someone had seen him made him feel emasculated. Being comforted made him feel worse but in some ways his heart felt calmer.
                He sat quietly, not moving, not relaxing as those arms stayed around his waist. His shoulders pressed against Helaku’s chest. Then it came again, those strong pangs in his chest. He didn’t deserve this, had hadn’t fixed this. Helaku was only here because he couldn’t hold his emotions in check, it was pity. He had hurt the young man and here he still was. Helaku looked to him confused as he shook and then more surprised as the frustrated sobs broke out again. He tightened his grip and pressed his lips to the top of his head. “Shhh, Sesshomaru.”
                He wondered if Lord Lykra had ever seen this. Held him as he mourned the biggest loss in his life, sat in his frustration and loneliness. “I’m so sorry.”
                “I’m still mad.” Helaku wasn’t willing to back down on his position, but he rubbed his hips, nuzzling gently against his hair. He was extremely uncomfortable in his wet clothes but he wouldn’t leave him now. Not when he knew he needed him.
                “I don’t know how to fix it,” Sesshomaru shook more. He was so frustrated, he knew how to fix almost everything, but this eluded him. This situation gnawed at his heart and everything he knew to do wasn’t fixing it. He did really love his long-time friend, they had known each other for many years. He thought this would be easy, he had been so wrong.
                “We’ll fix it.” Helaku felt him relax finally. His sobs still coming but softer. His hands sought Helaku’s, holding them on his hips and his fingers rubbing softly over his knuckles. It took a few moments, but they finally subsided. They sat in silence, Helaku trying his best to show his love through his anger.
                “It’s my turn to take care of you. Come on,” Helaku kissed his head again, “Come get dressed.” Helaku released him and waded back out of the water.
                “I don’t need taken care of,” Sess’s voice came out stubbornly, following nonetheless.
                “I think I owe you a punch because this is going to bruise,” Helaku pointed at his face, “So you better just get over here.” Sess said nothing, allowing Helaku to towel him off. He wrapped him up in a robe and led him upstairs, grabbing his boots on his way. He took him to his closet, handing him a pair of boxers and dressing him in his night clothes then looked at him. The man was being stubbornly obedient, not liking what Helaku did but not arguing about it. Maybe this was love with Sesshomaru.
                “We’re getting out of this room, I want to be at home tonight. Got a secret entrance down to the gate?” Sess balked at him, he wasn’t going to get that far un-noticed. Helaku sighed and looked around, his soaked clothes beginning to bother him. “I should’ve just ate my dinner and left. Big waste of a steak.”
                “Helaku…” Sess sat on the edge of his bed, beginning to brush his hair. Helaku looked at him, angry but loving eyes questioning, “You can pull one of the motorized carts up to the back laundry room door. Drive along the perimeter of the stone wall.”
                He nodded, dutifully sliding his socks and boots on and heading back out to the garden. He was gone maybe 20 minutes and when he came back, still wet and more cold he looked at the Emperor sitting on the edge of the bed still. His energy was different. He had lost his dignity, he had lost his masculinity, he was trying to deal with someone entering his most private of moments. He had a blanket hunched around his shoulders, trying to hide himself.
                Helaku couldn’t help but think to himself that he could easily dominate this Sesshomaru. This Sesshomaru was raw and vulnerable. This Sesshomaru wasn’t sure he knew who he was. He felt wrong thinking so but his defenses were low right now. He touched his jaw, that may be a false hope. “Come on.”
                He held his hand out and Sesshomaru looked to him. There was a fight in his look, but not with Helaku; with himself. This was not how he ever wanted anyone to see him. He slowly took Helaku’s hand, pushing his now braided hair from his shoulder to behind him and dropping the blanket to the floor. Helaku looked at him before going into his closet, looking for anything to disguise him. He opened drawers and happened upon a baseball cap. He looked at it, perplexed on why the man even had it before walking out and putting it on his head. His Emperor looked absolutely disgusted with the hat but he still said nothing, merely letting Helaku lead him down the servants entrance, through the secret halls and to the entrance where he had parked the Gator to drive to his Cabin.
                He drove fast, his body now shivering in the wet clothes with the breeze. He was going to catch a cold, he just knew it. Sesshomaru kept his head down hiding himself and sulking. At the gate he tried to huddle into himself further, hiding his identity from the guards stationed there. They looked confused at Helaku, trying to see his mystery guest in Pajamas as he drove past and into the foliage to his home. He parked and looked at Sesshomaru, he hadn’t put shoes on. “Not even slippers, huh?”
                Sesshomaru looked at his feet and then at Helaku. He had forgot his blasted slippers in his predicament. Helaku was amused for a moment, he was beginning to like his emotional Emperor. He was kind of cute if you looked past how mad he was about it.
                Helaku gave him the one moment sign and went into his house, finally changing into dry clothes before re-emerging and picking him up princess style. This made his Emperor’s face flare in rage, but he let it happen, Helaku’s own anger was finally fading. This was payback enough he thought. He carried him into the house, Sesshomaru’s eyes observing the broken bourbon on the step, his eyes suddenly sad again.
                Helaku plopped him on the couch, and he watched as Sesshomaru ripped his hat off. It was a baseball team hat. “What’s the story there?”
                “Hisoka got it for me when he was little because I took him to see the Yokotai Inu’s play. It was his favorite baseball team and he thought it was my favorite too since I took him every chance I could,” Sesshomaru mused quietly. He’d never worn the hat, he hated hats. He’d kept it on his knee that day though, Hisoka’s smile beaming up at him from his spot in the box he’d reserved. The players had come and signed a baseball for him and he remembered how over the moon his son had been. A smile crept onto his face, he’d snuck off with his nanny to get snacks and come back with pretzels and the hats, so proud and happy to have a day to himself with his father. Those were rare, he was so busy and there were 18 kids to juggle by himself when Hisoka was young. He had only been 6 at the time, 5 of those years without his mother.
                “You’re a good dad, you know?” Helaku smiled and sat on the couch near Sesshomaru’s head. He tugged him so his head rested in his lap and stroked the top of his head, upset that his fingers couldn’t slide through his silver hair because of the braid. He was surprised that the lack of resistance was still there.
                “I try very hard. They needed their mom, I never have the time to give them proper attention.” Helaku prepared himself in case the tears came again, they didn’t. This wasn’t his safe space.
                “I think they know you try hard.” Helaku spoke soothingly, trying to calm his soul.
                “Don’t talk to me like a child. I cried, that’s all that happened,” Sesshomaru’s voice was small but frustrated.
                “I don’t mean to. I just didn’t think you were capable of those kinds of emotions. I don’t know what to do with this,” Helaku was honest, his hand moving from Sesshomaru’s head to rub his side.
                “I’m still just a man,” Sesshomaru’s voice was still small. It almost sounded like he didn’t believe himself for a moment. This wasn’t how he was raised.
                “I know. You can feel what you need to,” Helaku looked down at his head in his lap and then turned the TV on, letting Sesshomaru cuddle on his lap.
                They were quiet again, Sesshomaru very confused on this method of spending time together. He wasn’t one for TV, he watched the news and that was it. Helaku got up after a few moments, patting his thigh softly as a signal to get up and when he came back he had two beers in his hand. He set them on his end table and shimmied Sess’s upper body back onto his lap so he was comfortable then opened one of the bottles using the edge of the table. He drank it, stroking Sesshomaru’s thigh mindlessly.
                Sesshomaru looked around, the TV rather boring to him. He liked the design of the house, very simple but modern. He had a few decorations on the walls but otherwise it was like he hardly lived here. The second beer was opened and he watched him drink it.
                Helaku’s eyes were focused on the TV, enjoying the cop drama playing. He felt like he were on a normal date now, lover curled up next to him, indulging in an after dinner drink. He glanced down when he felt the eyes on him, observing him. “Is this what normal people do?”
                Helaku about choked, spluttering beer out of his mouth as he laughed at the unexpected question. “Holy shit, what the hell kind of question is that?”
                Sesshomaru’s brow creased in frustration, not liking being laughed at.
                “Sorry! Sorry! Yes, this is what… normal people do. Lucifer help me,” He chuckled, wiping beer off his chin and making sure he hadn’t gotten it on his apparently not normal lover. His hand left Sesshomaru’s thigh and he waited patiently for it to come back. When it didn’t, Sesshomaru reached and brought it back trying not to draw attention to himself. Helaku smiled, not looking at him so as not to make him feel uncomfortable about being needy.
                He gently grazed his fingers up and down his thigh, light comforting strokes. He watched Sesshomaru out of the corner of his eye, the man was struggling a lot with this development. His hand finally rested on the man’s ass, just to see how he reacted. His cheek fit perfectly curved in his large hand. A blush spread up Sesshomaru’s neck, creeping to his ears as Helaku gently groped him.
                “I won’t tell anyone when you want this. You can be in charge the whole time, but I can give you this,” Helaku said it quietly, he knew why he was struggling. It was the same reason he didn’t want to lose the week before. He felt less manly, he felt less in charge. He wasn’t used to that feeling.
                “My Champion,” Sess mumbled it quietly, thankful. He didn’t need to say more, Helaku resumed stroking his thigh tenderly.
                “My Emperor,” Helaku gave his thigh a little squeeze to let him know he understood.
                “Can you forgive me?” Sesshomaru remembered the broken bourbon on his step.
                “I can forgive you. I don’t like that you tried to buy my forgiveness though. I would appreciate if you don’t do it again,” Helaku looked pointedly at him.
                “It wasn’t my intention. I won’t make that mistake again,” He looked upset with himself again.
                “I will do better next time too. I will tell you what you did wrong so you can fix it.” He knew he was a little guilty too, he could’ve communicated better. Sesshomaru was stiff for a second, realizing Helaku had been there the whole time during his bath. He was mad for a second but then realized he was incredibly thankful he’d heard him pour his heart out to the pool of water.
                “Thank you,” Sess’s hand came to hold Helaku’s on his thigh, just below his bottom.
                “I think the fates planned this, you needed out of your bubble and here we are. I think the fates knew I needed to hear your words tonight, I came right when the door clicked shut down there. I should’ve told you I was there, I’m sorry for invading your privacy,” he pulled Sesshomaru’s hand up and kissed the back of it.
                “I don’t doubt you are correct and I appreciate the apology. I asked Katherine to find her replacement in my heart, and you just showed up with what I needed,” Sesshomaru looked as Helaku kissed the back of his hand again. Helaku was touched with his words but a small part of him had doubt due to the events earlier in the day.
                “Please don’t see them anymore, you are mine. I want you to be fully and completely mine. No bullshit. No consorts. If we’re doing this, we’re going all in,” Helaku looked deeply into his eyes, searching for understanding.
                “I will arrange with Jules to cancel my visits. I cannot fully dismiss them from the property, the boys--,” Helaku shushed him with a small kiss to his lips. He had gotten the answer he wanted, he didn’t need to know what the prince’s got up to.
                “Thank you,” He mumbled it against Sesshomaru’s lips, placing another gentle kiss there before sitting back up to enjoy his time on the couch.
                “I love you,” Helaku wasn’t sure he had heard it, it was so quiet. So foreign coming from Sesshomaru’s lips. Vulnerable Sess was now his favorite.
                “I love you too?” Helaku looked to him, only questioning if that is what he had heard.
                Sess sat in silence now working on building his walls back up from ground zero. He could not be as smooth as he was the previous week in his current condition. He wanted to be the support in his relationship as he had been with his wife.
                “Can I tell Shikamaru he has to call me ‘dad’ when he finds out,” Helaku grinned down to Sesshomaru after some time.
                “No,” Sess narrowed his eyes at him almost as if wondering why he’d ask before there was a mischievous twinkle in them, “Tell him to call you ‘mom’.” He smirked.
                Helaku laughed, loving on him. Sesshomaru was finding he somewhat enjoyed this after a lot of thinking. It was relaxed, it was so very Helaku. He sat up and tried to think of how Katherine had liked to curl up at his side as they sat in their bed, reading at the end of the night. He was slow, his mind screaming that he was not a woman and this was not his role. Helaku was looking at him, trying to read what he needed. “Hungry? You didn’t eat dinner. Truthfully I only had like 2 strips of that giant steak and could eat too.”
                Sesshomaru’s stomach was suddenly reminded he hadn’t eaten much in the day. He was grateful for the intrusion on his thoughts and nodded. “Dinner would be lovely.”
                Helaku got up, walking gracefully to the kitchen despite his drinking. He put his bottles with the others on the counter and started digging around his house again for food. A protein shake would not cover it this time. Finally he gave up and picked up a take out menu from a drawer. “Want to order food?”
                “Zander is probably in bed now, it would be rude to ask him to come deliver us food,” Sesshomaru looked to him, dead serious.
                “No like… Chinese food,” Helaku waved the pamphlet in the air. Sesshomaru seemed completely confused, his mind trying to process why Zander would still not be the one bringing them food, no matter the cuisine.
                “Have you not had take out before?” Helaku stared incredulously at him.
                “I don’t… know? Zander and the wait staff prepare and deliver my meals to me unless I go to a restaurant,” He watched Helaku walk over to him with the menu. Helaku placed it in his hands.
                “So, it’s like a restaurant, but they will drive the food to us and this will be nothing like the food you normally eat at all,” Helaku laughed.
                “What does that mean? Is it not edible?” Sesshomaru scanned the menu, a talon running along each item as he read them.
                “Of course it’s edible, it’s just not… fancy,” Helaku chose the word carefully. Sesshomaru’s eyebrow raised at this, his eyes glancing up to Helaku for only a split second.
                “I know most of these, I don’t see why you would think I wouldn’t eat them,” He stopped at an item on the menu and tapped it, “I want this.”
                Helaku nodded and grabbed a piece of paper, jotting his order down before taking the menu back and finding his own food. Sesshomaru watched in wonderment, he wasn’t stupid but he knew he was naïve to this. He’d never had to do it, he’d never wanted to do it and here it was happening.
                Helaku was amused as he picked up his home phone and dialed the restaurant. He shifted back and forth on his feet and then paced along his counter as the phone rang. He spoke cooly into the phone as he ordered and Sess found himself completely focused on how this process worked. There was a thank you and a click. Helaku went to his room, coming back with his beaten up leather wallet and laid some cash down on a table by the door so it was ready. He laughed at Sesshomaru, head tilted as he observed without even knowing he was doing it.
                “It’ll be about an hour,” he went back to the couch and his partner nodded. He started to sit but then smiled and captured those lips in a kiss. He felt now was okay to move in a little more on Sesshomaru, the man’s mind working more like himself. Sess, having felt completely out of touch for a moment was surprised by the gentle kiss, not having expected it.
                Helaku’s body shifted as Sesshomaru kissed him back, his knee resting on the couch and both hands cupping his face as he deepened it, tongue exploring Sesshomaru’s lovingly. Sesshomaru’s hands hesitantly crept up his shoulders, his arms going around his neck. Their lips stayed locked as his hands trailed down the emperor and then rested on either side of him on the couch, forcing the emperor to lay back just a little to maintain their connection. Those thoughts entered his mind again, he could take his emperor here.
                He forced Sesshomaru back further, the man having to shift to lay back comfortably, causing Helaku to be on hands and knees over him. Those arms stayed wrapped around his neck, trying to keep him close to him. Helaku used his body to ensure he would fit perfectly between his legs, bringing his hips down to meet Sesshomaru’s, his upper body lowering to close any space between them.
                Sesshomaru was struggling with letting this happen. He felt out of control and tried desperately to calm his mind as he felt Helaku put his body against him. His knees bent up on either side of the man as a reaction to the weight pushing down on his body. It was more comfortable for his back this way, making him lay flatter as those hips dug into him. “What about the food?”
                “We have an hour,” Helaku chuckled, his voice husky as it came through his kiss swollen lips, inches from Sesshomaru’s face. He searched his expression, trying to tell if Sesshomaru wanted him to proceed.
                Sess’s face gave away nothing again, his cheeks were a little flushed and as Helaku was about to roll off of him thinking he wasn’t ready, he felt the smallest roll of hips under him, begging for more attention. Helaku grinned, grinding back against him making the man give a little groan. “Let me lead tonight, you just… relax.”
                Sesshomaru hated himself for nodding but he did, Helaku had earned it. He watched through hooded eyes as Helaku opened his night shirt and then his own shirt, pressing hot skin onto skin as his lips crashed back down on his. He kissed him hungrily this time, his hands running over Helaku’s well muscled chest and shoulders. He liked the feeling of his chest hair against his skin, soft and curly. He found himself burying his fingers in it, circling Helaku’s tanned nipples with the pads of his thumbs.
                Helaku let out a moan into their kiss, his hips rolling down hard against Sesshomaru. Their erections ground against each other in need, Sesshomaru’s hips rising to meet his. He tried to press his body up against Helaku but Helaku gently pushed him back down, breaking their kiss to look at him. His face asked him to trust him and let him lead. Sesshomaru shut his eyes, trying to relax. Helaku kissed both of his eyelids and then trailed kisses down his jaw, suddenly the emperor shivered. He looked at him and placed another kiss there surprised to feel another shiver, the emperor’s head tilting so his neck was more exposed.
                He liked something, Helaku just couldn’t place it. He tried to replicate it, paying attention and found his stubble was rubbing the emperor’s neck, making him offer as much neck as he could for that glorious feeling against him. He gave it to him, sensually dragging his hands over Sesshomaru’s body as he paid special attention to giving him open mouthed kisses along his jaw and neck, letting his stubble rub against the pale expanse of skin. He sucked on his neck, leaving small hickeys he knew his emperor would have to explain, his way of claiming him to the world.
                Sesshomaru’s hips raised against him again, and he ground down to meet him loving the delicious friction between them. Helaku’s lips finally trailed lower, coming to this his chest to suckle on one of Sesshomaru’s nipples. The man moaned, melting into the couch to Helaku’s absolute delight. Sesshomaru’s hand rested on the back of Helaku’s neck as his kisses traveled further still, leaving a wet trail down his chest. He kissed his navel and ran his hand along the trail of soft silver hair to his pants. The kisses followed.
                Sesshomaru squirmed at this, his hand shifting to rest in Helaku’s hair as those calloused fingers pulled much more nicely on his sleep pants and boxers than he had in the office earlier, his erection springing out as he rolled them down his hips and to his thighs. He blew on it, watching the cock twitch and looked up to Sess. Those amber eyes held so much desire and need.
                He took the tip into his mouth, sucking softly, tongue playing with the organ in his mouth. Sesshomaru growled, his hips writhing with the attention. Helaku held them down so they couldn’t push up into his mouth. He slowly worked his lips down, trying to take him so effortlessly down his throat as his Emperor had done for him. He failed, gagging as it hit the back of his throat but not giving up on his endeavor. Sesshomaru’s hand gently pulled him away. “Don’t hurt yourself.”
                His eyes drawled up to those lustful pools of honey watching him and hummed a little, “I wish to please you.”
                “I do not wish you to hurt yourself to please me, even just your hand will still feel good,” Sesshomaru caressed his hair and held his gaze as Helaku stroked him softly before his hand slid down to massage his balls, his mouth descending upon his cock again. This time he focused on the head, knowing how his partner had enjoyed it. Their eyes stayed locked as Sesshomaru’s hand tightened just a little into his hair, Helaku’s tongue teasing him closer and closer to the edge. Helaku took in what he could at this point, his teeth grazing just lightly enough to bring pleasure as he tried to make up for not being able to take the full length.
                “Helaku,” Sesshomaru grunted, restraining the urge to push the man’s head down as he got close. Helaku knew that look, his eyes flashed briefly back to the office just before the man had released. He assaulted the cock with renewed energy and watched as the emperor’s eyes rolled back before they squeezed shut. His hand unintentionally holding him down as his hips tried to roll with his orgasm. Helaku lapped up his reward, the emperor’s release salty and yet slightly sweet. He swallowed the thick liquid greedily. Sesshomaru moaned under him, his hold softening as his member softened in Helaku’s mouth.
                Helaku released him, untangling his hand from his hair and then crawled up his body to kiss him deeply. He thought maybe the man would be disgusted to have his own essence brought to his lips but found him very open to his tongue delving into his mouth.
                Helaku stripped out of his shirt, reaching down between them to free himself from his pants. Sess kissed him as his hands tried to help and Sess suddenly found himself in a predicament. He was underneath, what was his next move? He was scared to give himself so freely but his Commander had relented the week before. Helaku was looking at him strangely when he stopped thinking about it. “What’s wrong?”
                Helaku kissed his neck and jaw as he waited for an answer, his desire too impatient to stop touching all together. He realized his hands had completely froze on Helaku’s pelvis as he had debated his next course of action. Helaku felt Sesshomaru shift his hands down to remove his own bottoms the rest of the way and studied him curiously. He felt him shift his legs and felt those soft fingers stroking his weeping member down between them. “We don’t speak of this.”
                Helaku looked down at him, confused on what they would not speak of. Sesshomaru pushed him gently off and Helaku whined, thinking it was over. He stroked himself until he realized the emperor was peeling his night shirt the rest of the way off too. His strong body was a sight to behold, Helaku couldn’t believe at one point he thought this man would be curves and not well toned muscles.
                Sesshomaru gently settled back onto the couch, his stomach and chest resting on the arm of the couch. He held his face down, embarrassed as he presented himself. He remembered Katherine leaning over for him many times and mimicked her movement, angling his back so his perfect ass was on full display. Helaku was frozen, he could release just from the sight. “I will not speak of it… but are you sure?”
                Helaku’s hands groped those glorious cheeks, spreading them just a little more to see his most secret of places clearer. “I won’t be if you keep asking.”
                Helaku understood, this took a lot on his part. He slapped those cheeks gently, smirking as the man looked back at him indignantly. He was blushing, he did not enjoy the light spanking. Helaku held his hands up and glanced around for a moment before kissing one those luscious pale globes before him. “One moment.”
                Helaku was very quick, running naked through his house to his bedroom to come back with a bottle of lube. He didn’t want to give him the chance to change his mind. He even coated his fingers as he rushed back through the living room, getting on his knees on the couch behind his lover. He ran his finger lightly against Sesshomaru’s pucker before pressing his finger in carefully.
                Sesshomaru’s head pressed further into the couch, his body tense as Helaku tried to prepare him. Helaku stroked his hips with his other hand, “You need to relax or it will hurt.”
                Sess did his best, not able to drop how he felt about the situation but wanting to just give back to his Commander. Helaku slid a second finger in and could hear the soft gasp of pain from Sesshomaru. He reached under him, stroking his slowly re-hardening member to make up for it. He knew the magnitude of the moment for him.
                “Relax,” he leaned up and cooed gently by Sesshomaru’s ear, his fingers curling making the man let out a surprised moan. He chuckled breathily against Sess’s spine, working his pucker as he placed kisses down it. When he reached the base of his spine he slid the third finger in, making his lover whine quietly.
                “I’m relaxing,” Sesshomaru said quickly to avoid more from Helaku. Helaku laughed a little and as soon as he felt Sesshomaru’s hips pressing back against his fingers he withdrew them. Sess looked back to him, knowing what was coming. He prepared himself, dipping his front half down further so his ass was pleasantly waiting. He drew in a deep breath and relaxed his muscles to the best of his ability. Helaku watched him, unsure if this was right for only a brief second.
                As soon as the flicker of doubt came, it was gone and Helaku got into position, pressing into him. It was so tight, the stars were already filling his vision. He tried to think of everything except this as he slid in, moving painfully slow to ensure the emperor wouldn’t dislike it. Sesshomaru was clawing at his couch, doing his best not to destroy it under them as Helaku’s girth felt like it was ripping him apart.
                “This is the greatest gift that could be given,” Helaku moaned, sultry and low as he buried the rest of his organ into Sesshomaru as far as it would go. Sesshomaru focused on his breathing, relaxing himself further and further with the intrusion.
                “I am glad my body can be of service to you,” Sesshomaru’s words were slightly choked.
                “Mm, no. Your trust, Sesshomaru,” Helaku smiled and began moving his hips, the soft slaps of flesh on flesh soon filling the room. Sesshomaru was trying to think of all the times he’d taken a man and how sorry he was when Helaku hit that bundle of nerves in his body and he moaned loudly. He was very suddenly not sorry, now he understood. Helaku kept hitting that spot, making his member spring fully back to life in just a few thrusts.
                Sesshomaru sang beautifully to him, each thrust getting a gasp or moan that became a symphony of pleasure to Helaku’s ears. He was fully engrossed into making sure he enjoyed it. His hips picked up their speed, hearing those soft gasps turn into full out need. He called to the gods and Helaku smirked, he did really enjoy this. Helaku gave low growls of pleasure with the praises that came from his lover, the sound building his ego.
                Their pleasure grew and grew, their bodies moving together as Sesshomaru pressed his hips back to him. His noises grew louder and bolder and Helaku gripped his hips as he got closer to the edge, his thrusts getting a bit rougher as he approached his climax. He reached up and pulled the man’s braid to bring his head up, changing the angle of his back. His name fell from those lips over and over as he reached down around Sesshomaru with his other hand and stroked him with his thrusts. Then he felt Sesshomaru squeeze around him, his name moaned loudly for the world to know as he filled Helaku’s hand with his seed.
                Helaku came hard, filling his lover. His hips thrust until every last drop was deposited within him and then tenderly rolled out of him. He fell back onto the couch, chest swelling and head swimming. Sesshomaru didn’t move, trying to digest the waves of pleasure that had just been dealt to his body. He panted. Helaku looked at his handiwork, he could see his seed dripping out of Sesshomaru, his ass still gloriously in the air. He wiped his hand on his shirt that was now laying on the ground.
                “Come here,” his voice was gruff. Sesshomaru slowly sat up and looked at him, his face flushed and embarrassed at how well he had reacted to him. Helaku smirked to him and yanked him down onto his chest. Sess sat still and thought again about how it was after he had made love to his wife then relaxed his body, remembering how she would gently stroke his chest. His hand made slow circles of appreciation as he felt Helaku’s heart hammering under him.
                “I’m sorry, I’m afraid I made a mess,” Sess glanced at the couch where his body had been. Helaku looked at the stain and kissed his head.
                “That is literally the furthest thing from my mind right now,” Helaku stroked his back and remembered how Sesshomaru had showered him in kisses. He tried to show him affection, to thank him for his body. Sesshomaru was receptive, allowing all the kisses and little love bites Helaku would spare. Then the doorbell rang. They froze and snickered quietly to themselves, having forgot all about their food.
                Helaku rolled out from under his lover and pulled his pants on. He was all out of sorts, clearly having had a very pleasant time while waiting for his food. He grabbed the cash from the table and when he opened the door the delivery man was uncomfortable. He handed the cash over, let the man keep the change and took their food. Once the door was closed he held the food up and headed towards his kitchen, setting it on the counter that doubled as a table. He pulled two stools out and watched as Sesshomaru pulled his pants on to come join him. He limped a little and Helaku smirked.
                He gave him his food and watched as the man took the chopsticks and ate his food expertly. He was not used to this style of food but he found he liked it. Eating out of a little box, having rice which he loved, Helaku was even surprised to see him delicately tear a crab Rangoon and eat it with his fingers. Helaku took him to bed after dinner, their bodies twisting together harmoniously to enjoy the sweet escape that is sleep.

                The lovers found the sun up when they awoke, stretching and rubbing their eyes. Sesshomaru was immediately panicked, his whole day was about to be off. Helaku not so much, he pulled him back to him and coddled and kissed him. Then there was the doorbell followed by panicked knocks. Helaku scowled and kissed up Sesshomaru’s arm before heading to the door. He opened it to see two of his guard.
                “Commander, sir!” They both saluted and Helaku saluted back. They stared at him a second and Helaku realized his cheek must have finally bruised in the night from Sess hitting him in the pool. His eyes conveyed his annoyance at being interrupted at his home and they quickly regained their urgency.
                “The emperor is missing! Sometime before dinner, there is an untouched dinner in his room, and he did not come down for breakfast! They are requesting you urgently at the palace to help arrange a search for him,” Helaku tried not to laugh and keep a straight face.
                “I will be there as soon as I can be. I apologize, I must have forgot to set my alarm,” He motioned at himself to indicate he had just woken up.
                They looked past him suddenly and Helaku followed their gaze to see Sesshomaru’s clothes minus his pants still strewn around the room. He looked back at them and before he could give an explanation Sesshomaru himself snuck a look around the door from his bedroom, his face red as a tomato and hickeys on his neck. “Tell them they need no search party. We will be to the palace shortly.”
                The guards looked hesitantly between Helaku and the emperor, putting all the pieces together. “It seems I have found him. He must’ve been hiding in my bedroom.”
                A pillow came flying at him and he laughed, catching it. That angry stare made the guard’s blood run cold but Helaku knew that look. He wasn’t in trouble, his emperor was just embarrassed.
                “If you excuse us, we have just woken up and will need to get ready.” He slowly closed the door, leaving the two men on his step to ponder what they had just interrupted. Helaku walked back to Sesshomaru, kissing him as they stood in the doorway. Sesshomaru kissed back and in the middle became slightly distracted, Helaku looked to him questioningly before following his gaze to the window in his living room. The two men had glanced back and were getting front row seats to their secret.
                “By the time we reach the palace, every news outlet in the city will know,” Sess sighed.
                “Mm, good. That just means everyone will know you’re mine,” Helaku growled playfully. He enjoyed the thought of a morning tryst but he knew Sess would not be in the mood after that.
                He helped Sesshomaru to the shower, dressing him in a pair of old jeans and a flannel shirt until he could get him back to his room for his suits. He looked incredibly out of place in the clothes. “I could not take you home to my mama, you would not fit in on the farm.”
                Sess looked at him and then looked at the clothes. He sighed and tucked the shirt in, rolling up the sleeves and then looked at the tie he used for his hair, pulling it up into a messy bun. He undid a few of the top buttons, showing off his chest. He checked himself in the mirror before looking at Helaku. Helaku gave a small whistle of approval, admiring the way the jeans fit around him.
                “You kind of look like a hipster lumberjack,” Helaku walked over to hold him around the waist. Sesshomaru rolled his eyes, blushing. He wasn’t sure why he had even tried to make it work, these were not clothes he would ever be caught in again.
                Sesshomaru collected his belongings next, tucking them into a bag that Helaku had let him borrow. Helaku gave him a pair of sandals to wear, the man completely embarrassed about the way they clashed with his overall appearance but thankful for them as he walked out to the Gator. He took his seat and watched Helaku climb in, in his uniform. Helaku snuck one more kiss while they were hidden in the foliage before he started the motorized cart up and started the drive back up to the palace.
                The guards at the gate gawked at them as they opened it and Helaku saw Sesshomaru slump down, almost trying to hide himself again. He smiled softly, his arm now moving to rest behind him around his shoulders as he drove one handed back to the secret entrance.
                All of his kids greeted them, all 18 standing by the entrance as the cart pulled up. Shikamaru’s face danced with amusement as his father shamefully came out of the cart. He watched as his 4 sisters enveloped him in their arms, all the boys standing back to let them tell them how worried they were and what they had thought happened. Sesshomaru quietly and stoically comforted them. Helaku got out of the cart and Shika looked to him, smirking and standing next to him. “Good job, look at this mess you’ve made.”
                Helaku smirked to him, “It’s a bigger mess at my house ya know.”
                Shika looked at him, both his eyebrows raising. His mind swam with things he never wanted to think about in regards to his parent. It was worse when he spotted the hickeys.
                “And don’t worry, your dad said you can just call me ‘mom’,” Helaku grinned even bigger. Shika’s eyes almost burst from his head. Helaku laughed, drawing looks from the whole family.
                Sesshomaru looked confused as his son looked distressed. “What is it?”
                “Nothing! Absolutely nothing,” Shika tried to remove the attention from himself. Sesshomaru looked at Helaku as if saying ‘I know you have something to do with this’ before he began comforting his daughters again.
                “On a serious note, there’s about to be a lot of talk about this. I’d like it if you could tell me if there’s any problems now. I love him,” He glanced to Shika.
                “No problems from us,” Shika assured him, very surprised with the admission.
                “Thank you,” He shook Shika’s hand.
                “Of course. We only wish his happiness. He is our father. Now, if you hurt our father,” Shika’s voice warned softly.
                “If I hurt your father other than injuries sustained last night, I will fall upon my own blade,” He looked at Shika. Shika nodded, not finishing his threat with this and not asking more questions about the previous night. He watched his father check on his boys, noting a limp and his face turned cherry red. Helaku laughed quietly.
                “Your jokes torture me,” he admitted softly.
                “You can look forward to it continuing, think of it as a gift from your dear new mother,” Helaku grinned.
                “I will not call you mother,” Shika said it boldly, causing his siblings to look at him and Helaku. Sess held a straight face for only a few moments before he broke into laughter. His kids seemed surprised to hear it let alone see it.
                “My son, my Shikamaru,” he chortled quietly before clearing his throat, “You can call him ‘dad’ if you prefer.”
                Shika looked more than surprised at him. Helaku and Sesshomaru cracking up together leaving his children in confusion and slight embarrassment of the implications. Sesshomaru composed himself quickly and cleared his throat again, pulling himself back into the world of a diplomat.
                “I must go change before anyone else sees me,” His eyes danced happily, heading into the secret entrance to the palace. A lot of questioning eyes were left on Helaku who only gave a small bow.
                “Royal Children, I must go serve our great realm now. If you excuse me,” he got back into the cart and rode off. They were left standing there with more questions then they had, had when the guard returned telling them Sesshomaru was at Helaku’s house.
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The Emperor and his Champion