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Spiel Mit Mir	By : botticelliangel Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 15039 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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The banging of her heart trying to run and save Inuyasha was still making Kagome lose her breath. She was the only one who drew a weapon and now her hands were limply hanging by her side clutching onto her bow and arrow. Her palms were sweaty against the sturdy bend of the wood.
“Sesshomaru-sama was angry.” Rin said with her soft sweat voice. She also didn’t seem concerned. Her voice was filled with nonchalant innocence. “Rin is happy we get to visit though!” She smiled in uninhibited joy, the true smile of a child.
Kagome turned to the little girl who was clumsily sliding off of her perch on Sesshomaru’s two headed dragon. The sound of her kimono scraping against the dragon’s flank gave away her rapid descent. Sango caught her before she fell backwards.
“Rin, do you know why Sesshomaru is here?” Kagome questioned bending over slightly to look into Rin’s eyes as the girl straightened up out of Sango’s arms. The little girl was only an inch or two taller than when Kagome first saw her. She still rocked back and forth from her heals to her toes, and held her hands loosely behind her back. Her hair was wind mussed and her eyes were bright.
“Sesshomaru-sama owes Inuyasha-sama a debt.” She proclaimed brightly.
“A debt?” Sango asked beside her. She sounded doubtful, but so was Kagome.
“What kind of debt?” Miroku joined in the conversation after pushing over Jakin who was squealing that they had no right to be talking about Sesshomaru. The green retainer got right back up, and in the background (which they all ignored) he berated Rin for being bold enough to speak of Sesshomaru’s personal business.
“Rin doesn’t know, but it has to be important!” Rin exclaimed acknowledging Jakin only enough to swat at him as if he was a bug, “Sesshomaru-sama’s been trying to find Inuyasha-sama for days.”
Anything like this was unexpected, and Kagome’s brain was working in circles trying to come up with the answer before it was told to her. She liked being able to realize important things before her friends did, but this new bit of information seemed to have no predictive qualities about it. She really didn’t know too much about Inuyasha’s cruel older brother, except that she believed that the demon lord wasn’t nearly as evil as he let on. There was one thing she knew for sure: despite Sesshomaru’s remorseless attitude in battle, he had a strict code of honor that was rarely broken.
During one brief time that Kagome had the opportunity to go to school she thought of Sesshomaru in terms of honor. They were reading a famous English play (thankfully translated since Kagome’s grasp of English was very poor). It wasn’t a match of true situations or attitudes, but something about Hamlet made Kagome think of Sesshomaru.
The same feeling didn’t resonate with Inuyasha who brushed her off when she tried to read the play to him. Unsurprisingly nearly everything that was mentioned about his half brother put Inuyasha in a foul mood for days.
Miroku once postulated between himself, Sango, and Kagome that Inuyasha’s dismissal and hate for his brother had more to do with pain than actual dislike. Sango agreed and because of her expansive knowledge of demons was able to tell Kagome that Sesshomaru had done little more that leave Inuyasha for dead.
It was Myoga who told them that Sesshomaru had very briefly taken care of Inuyasha and taught him to fight after his mother died. The conversation had come up over tea shortly after Inuyasha and Sesshomaru managed to banish the great sword Sounga to the world of the dead almost a year ago. What they understood was that Inuyasha was less than 16 when he was abandoned by his brother. Kagome found out it was equivalent to abandoning a toddler.
Inuyasha huffed and said it wasn’t a big deal. He was here and fine, wasn’t he? Kagome still couldn’t figure out if Inuyasha was sticking up for his brother or if he was just annoyed with the conversation, because any topic that might show the headstrong half demon in a weak light was taboo.
Maybe that was what this “debt” was about, because abandoning a child didn’t seem to be consistent with Sesshomaru’s code of honor. Kagome could only guess at why this might come up so many years later. She did have the general idea from Myoga’s few words about Inuyasha’s childhood that Sesshomaru very well could not have known where his brother was. Even Totosai casually mentioned that in the years of Inuyasha’s childhood Sesshomaru was under near constant attack from demons who had bowed to or been held back by their father. Totosai said there were many times Sesshomaru almost died from those attacks. Maybe by the time Sesshomaru had the ability to process his wrongdoing Inuyasha was already pinned to the Sacred Tree.
“Well we might as well have lunch,” Miroku said finding a flat grassy spot to sit at on the side of the road. “Rin are you hungry?”
“Rin has some mushrooms,” The little girl said proudly presenting some dried mushrooms that she kept in a pouch at AhUn’s side. The dragon didn’t seem to have any problem plopping on the grass near them.
Kagome’s impression of the dragon was that it was like a pet dog…
She giggled. That was funny, a dog demon having a pet that acted like a dog.

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The momentum of being pulled for so long caused Inuyasha to flop forward when the source of the propulsion decided to stop abruptly. Sesshomaru didn’t try to catch him, but Inuyasha grabbed onto the soft silk of his brother’s sleeves and found balance. He waited there with his face pressed into the hardened leather of Sesshomaru’s armor and feeling the summertime breeze blow Sesshomaru’s soft hair over Inuyasha’s face.
He was running out of curse words, and losing his resolve to think poorly of Sesshomaru’s scent. Even his clothes were drenched in a sweet sexy musk. And now Inuyasha was going to have to bathe, a lot, to avoid reacting like he was.
Sesshomaru broke free of Inuyasha’s grasp and he stepped back only a hand’s length.
“You aren’t the first to be enwrapped in my scent.” Sesshomaru said lowly, “You are lucky that I am not going to kill you immediately for that.”
Blushing Inuyasha retorted the only way he knew how.
"You smell like manure.” In getting caught up, and aroused by Sesshomaru, Inuyasha almost forgot about his anger for being dragged around as if he was a child. His brother looked amused. He wasn’t quite sure how he looked amused, it was in the slight way his eyes changed, but he looked just as statuesque as ever.
“Then you are aroused by the scent of manure?” Sesshomaru actually allowed a laugh at Inuyasha’s expense. Flubbing for words Inuyasha was humiliated, and worried that his face might never return from a flushed color. He wasn’t sure what option was more distasteful: admitting that Sesshomaru was making him so hard he just wanted to hide, or taking the insult.
Sesshomaru didn’t seem to care about the insult because he leaned over and kissed Inuyasha for a second time.
Inuyasha’s lips tingled with the pressure. Lips grazed over lips.
He knew he should run, and draw tetsusaiga and try to protect himself from his brother. But Inuyasha just stood as Sesshomaru licked his lips, plunged his tongue into Inuyasha’s mouth, sucked and nibbled on his lower lip, and pulled Inuyasha closer by pressing his strong hand on the small of Inuyasha’s back. Everything was warm.
This wasn’t the kind of battle he was used to.
Inuyasha’s hand’s twitched because he had no idea what to do with them. The idea of grasping Sesshomaru’s skinny hips crossed his hazy mind, but it seemed too dangerous. Everything seemed dangerous, but Sesshomaru kept kissing him passionately, lightly. Stirring up embers inside his belly, Inuyasha waited for them to catch on fire.
Inuyasha was just trying not to rub himself on his brother. Apprehensive and yearning he let the motions happen. He wondered if he could cum just from kissing. That would be nice, because the pressure was becoming too much.
Fueled by Sesshomaru’s scent, and his unrelenting attacks on Inuyasha’s lips, instinct took over. Pushing his hands under the panels of Sesshomaru’s armor Inuyasha dug his fingers into his brother’s sides. Muscles jumped under his fingers. The kisses got rougher, more aggressive as Inuyasha reacted sliding his tongue against Sesshomaru’s, biting his brother’s lip just enough to produce one speck of blood that he sucked off.
Sesshomaru panted out Inuyasha’s name in a way that he never would have expected from his brother. Looking into his face Inuyasha could see that his brother had closed his eyes, he didn’t blush, and his lips were wet and a little swollen from the rough treatment. It was irresistible. Inuyasha didn’t even think when he tilted his head up again and caught Sesshomaru’s mouth in his.
“Shit.” Inuyasha gasped into his brother’s warm mouth when Sesshomaru’s hand wandered from lying on the arch of his back to his front roughly pulling aside the top of Inuyasha’s robe. Sesshomaru abandoned Inuyasha’s lips in favor of laving his neck and upper chest with his warm tongue.
Then…
Inuyasha felt Sesshomaru pause and couldn’t figure out why for a moment.
Sesshomaru jumped grabbing Inuyasha up with him.
What? Inuyasha’s mind questioned fuzzily. Why the hell did they stop?
Then from the east side of the clearing a hulking ugly youkai lumbered onto the scene and tried to attack the brothers with a spear that always found it’s way back into his hands. Now Inuyasha was feeling more grounded and very annoyed.
He was dropped, not from a great distance, but it was still enough to make him fall on his face. Sputtering in the dirt Inuyasha jumped to his feet and tried to wipe his face before going after the stupid youkai.
Like most things in life Sesshomaru beat him to it.
Sesshomaru didn’t even try to use his sword. He just plunged his hand into the beast’s chest and ripped him apart with brute strength. The white silk of his clothes were dyed with a spray of reddish black blood.
It was clear that he was annoyed. Sesshomaru seemed to be at a loss for positive emotions, but Inuyasha was well aware that he was a master of negative ones. He didn’t even look at Inuyasha as he walked past him back to the direction of their companions. Inuyasha noticed that he couldn’t smell Sesshomaru so much as the blood anymore.
“What just happened?” Inuyasha gained the courage to ask when Sesshomaru was less than a step behind him. His brother snorted.
“I didn’t think you were that inexperienced, but I suppose there are those who would be disgusted to touch a half breed.” Sesshomaru said coldly. Inuyasha remembered the lusty way his brother spoke his name not so long ago. It was hard to believe the two people were the same.
“I would have thought you’d be one of them.” Inuyasha leveled ears flicking in annoyance, “You’re always giving me hell for being a half breed. You’ve tried to kill me more times than we’ve talked. Why the fuck would you do what you just did with me?”
“Are you really so feeble minded that you don’t remember what I told you before?” Sesshomaru turned around and grabbed onto Inuyasha, which was a little disconcerting since he was now covered in blood. With the stench of iron and death Sesshomaru smelled more like the brother Inuyasha repeatedly fought. His scent was forever altered in Inuyasha’s senses. Even under the tacky blood Inuyasha’s nose twitched at the scent of sex. “I told you I was going to help you so that you don’t become weak and die.”
“And how is moaning out my name while we’re tongue fucking going to help me get Kagome?” Inuyasha was irritated and confused. “You had a fucking hard on. I could feel it!”
“That generally happens when two people are intimate, Inuyasha.” Sesshomaru was trying hard to sound patient. He had closed his golden eyes and Inuyasha could see his brow wrinkle slightly in choler. It also sounded like he was going to fail at that pursuit very quickly. “And as for your mate: What we were doing was creating an enchantment. The last time we met I only kissed you once. I see now that I was putting too much faith in your ability to swoon women to think that a touch of the enchantment would save your irritable self.”
Inuyasha bristled.
“I never asked for your help! I could get Kagome on my own!” Inuyasha found himself grabbing onto the sticky blood covered edge of Sesshomaru’s armor. It was sticky against his fingers. Sesshomaru was caught off guard because he pitched forward into Inuyasha’s face. Sesshomaru snarled, and Inuyasha could feel his brother’s breath against his cheek. “Unlike you I know that women aren’t won over just by sex.”
“There is something else holding you back then,” Sesshomaru stood up again swatting Inuyasha’s hand away. “I will still keep my promise to save your worthless life even though you are so ungrateful.”
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