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In Saving You, I Saved Myself	By : CrimsonStained Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 9738 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: All names/characters belong to the great Rumiko Takahashi. The only thing I own are my ideas to manipulate her characters to my whims. I make no money from writing this fanfiction.

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Chapter 4 - The Sociopathic Asshole and the Stupid Hanyou
Disclaimer: Count this as two in one since my last chapter didn't include one. I (quite obviously to anyone reading this fandom) do not own the characters nor the main ideas/concepts of InuYasha. All bow down to the great Rumiko Takahashi that does. I just own the queer ramblings in my skull that sometimes spill into word documents I upload for other's pleasure.
A/N: Welcome back for the fourth (technically fifth is you count the prologue) installation! I'm happy to read the reviews I get, it let's me know I'm going in the right direction ;D. This is a SessxInu fic, quite obviously you know (or at least got the hint?) if you've read the previous chapters. I'll state it here ONLY once - and not again, this fic is a YAOI fic, meaning boy on boy love. Not into it? Cool, press the back button on the top left of your screen and get out. There are plenty others who will still enjoy the hot and steamy yaoi sex to come in later chapters. It is ALSO a long-fic, meaning this is not porn without plot, it is PORN WITH PLOT! Or would that be plot with porn? Regardless, this is your one and only warning becuase truly I feel it takes away from the story and gives too many spoilers to put an alert on the top of each chapter. Any and all A/N will be from this point on written at the bottom of the chapters. That being said, thanks for opening/sticking with my story, and enjoy!!
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As the day progressed, InuYasha become antsier and antsier. His fidgeting was beginning to drive Sesshoumaru crazy almost as much as the scent of distress wafting off his hanyou brother, “InuYasha, will you cease your restlessness and just tell me the cause of your anxiety?”
“I’m not anxious!” He snapped in response.
Sesshoumaru turned just enough to show InuYasha the disbelief saturating his expression before he looked away; if the hanyou did not want to talk, he would not force him.
Said hanyou growled, clenching his fists tightly; he had to find a reason to seperate from Sesshoumaru, “I’m going to go hunt down some prey.”
“Yes, burn off some of that nervous energy,” the inu youkai agreed as his brother passed, earning a glare. He turned to sink down against the base of a giant oak, relaxing in the late-afternoon sun.
As soon as the hanyou was out of Sesshoumaru’s sight, he took off running. This was bad! Seriously bad! Things had been precariously optimistic lately between the two inu brothers, but InuYasha just knew as soon as Sesshoumaru saw him as a mortal, all of it would just go straight to hell in a hand basket.
Being a hanyou was bad enough, but for his brother to actually know of his human form? That would mark the end of his life. Sesshoumaru would forget any help he’d received in these past weeks in favour of killing the half-mortal that carried their family’s royal blood, and sullied his father’s great name.
InuYasha pushed harder, forcing himself to his top speeds, haphazardly wiping the sheen of sweat from his forehead now and then as he searched for a safe place to lay low for the night. No matter how far he got, he knew Sesshoumaru would be able to find him. He was mostly just placing his bets on the youkai not caring enough to worry about his diasappearance for the night.
Sesshoumaru opened his eyes, coming out of his meditative state as the sun began to skim low on the horizon. He found it very suspicious that InuYasha still hadn’t returned from his ‘hunt’. Especially when he reviewed the hanyou’s actions throughout the day; he was hiding something.
Some small part of his detached consciousness wondered why he should even care in the first place what InuYasha was up to, but something inside him squandered that thought as he climbed to his feet. It just wasn’t adding up, and nothing satisfied the Lord’s mind more than a good riddle to solve.
Hours later found InuYasha tugging the collar of his haori a little higher, shivering slightly in the tall branches of a great oak. He clenched his blunt-nailed hand, continuing to mentally berate himself for getting into this stupid situation in the first place, feeling more than a little unprepared.
Ever since Kagome had come into his life 4 years ago, he hadn’t spent a moonless night alone, especially not in a land that was unfamiliar to him.
InuYasha’s worst fear was realized when he heard a slight rustle to his left. He quickly threw himself from the branches just as a spider youkai lunged at him, hitting the ground hard InuYasha rolled, knocking the wind from his lungs.
“Oh ho ho! You’re quick for a little ninjin!” The youkai hissed gently, seemingly amused. It dropped soundlessly to the ground as InuYasha pulled himself to his feet, drawing out the currently useless Tetsusaiga.
“Fuck,” The mortal hanyou cursed, glancing to his rusty blade and back to the arachnid, sometimes habits died hard. He took but a second to weigh his options before promptly turning and dashing off as fast as he could, ignoring the ache in his bones from the fall.
“He he he,” The youkai grinned maliciously, watching the human bolt as she licked her lips, “I admit, I do like my food… runny.”
Then the real chase began.
Sesshoumaru raised his nose slightly and scented, following the distinct receding signature of ginger and spice. The further he went, the more apparent it became that InuYasha was running from him, not hunting. If he had been hunting, he would’ve combed back and forth across the land, but his path was arrow straight. The inu youkai narrowed his eyes, Why?
It was then that he heard a disturbance a little ways ahead, quite a vicious scuffle if the cracking foliage was anything to go by.
Deciding it was worth a check since it was on his path, Sesshoumaru advanced silently, flying low past a tall oak that was saturated in the hanyou’s scent and two more. He truly couldn’t have said what he had expected to see, but a mortal in a fire rat set that matched InuYasha’s running past, with a spider youkai in hot pursuit, had not been it.
It took a second longer of Sesshoumaru analyzing the situation before he put two and two together to figure out that it wasn’t just some human in matching clothing as InuYasha, it was InuYasha as a human.
In that moment Sesshoumaru fully took stock of the situation. (Mortal) InuYasha was riddled with cuts and newly forming bruises from his slowly failing attempt at escape from the youkai, but the even bigger concern was the particularly nasty laceration on his arm which was still bled sluggishly. It looked alarmingly like a bite wound.
The inu youkai dropped from the air, unhesitatingly dispatched the lesser being with a silent beheading from his youki whip. He tried not to concentrate on the protective and angry emotions swirling inside as he slowly turned his incredulous gaze back onto the human who was still trying to escape; unaware that his foe had been defeated. No, not 'human', his brother, this was not just some ignorant ninjin that had wondered into a bad situation.
“InuYasha,” His voice cut through his brother’s adrenaline-fogged mind like a knife causing him to stumble and pitch forward into the ground on a roll.
“No…” Though InuYasha’s voice was whisper-soft, Sesshoumaru clearly heard the disbelief and mounting fear drenching his tone, “No, no, not you…”
For some reason, InuYasha felt that if he could just get away, just run as fast as he could, he could escape his current circumstances and everything would go back to normal. He felt like a prey animal, trapped by a deadly predator with no means of escape. At least there was a chance with the spider youkai - no matter how slim it had been.
The elder youkai crinkled his nose in the slightest as fear and panic thickly roiled off of his half-brother, “InuYasha, Come. I must inspect your wounds.”
The two locked gazes, indigo to golden, each seemingly frozen as the wind shifted softly around them. Truly, if he had been thinking logically, he would’ve realized that there was just no way that a human could ever outrun a demon; moreso that one should never run from a predator. But logic was not currently present in his mindframe. He’s going to kill me… Sesshoumaru knows! He knows! Run! Get away!
With one last furtive glance, InuYasha ducked to the left and bolted, trying hard to ignore the nausea beginning to pool in his stomach, and the slowly increasing dizziness that threatened to overtake his being.
It was more out of surprise than anything else that Sesshoumaru remained rooted to spot, watching the light-skinned human turn in a flare of midnight strands before fleeing. That had been the last thing he had expected InuYasha to do; not once when they faced off had InuYasha turned tail. Sesshoumaru attempted not to sigh as he pushed himself into motion, appearing in front of InuYasha’s path.
The hanyou-turned-human skidded and stumbled to a halt before turning to scramble the other way, only to have the youkai repeat his actions. Heaving breathlessly, InuYasha’s body finally succumbed to his disorientation and he plopped straight down on his ass instead of spinning around like he’d wanted to do, his eyes becoming unfocused and hazy.
The inu knelt beside him, ignoring the feeling that tugged something deep in his chest when InuYasha jumped as he laid a clawed hand on his shoulder, “You’ve been poisoned…”
InuYasha blinked rapidly as he heaved deep breaths into his lungs, all the sudden feeling way to warm and uncomfortable, his blood beginning to boil in his veins. A high keening squeezed it’s way out of his throat as he realized his greatest enemy was beside him in a time of incomprehensible vulnerability. This was it, this would be the night he died. The thought had him gasping in anxiety – his emotional state was always questionable as it was on these human nights.
“InuYasha, calm yourself!” Sesshoumaru snapped softly, giving the hanyou a gentle shake, “You need to listen!”
The demon noticed a bit of understanding enter his siblings midnight eyes, “At this rate, you will die before sunrise. I do not know how long your weakness lasts, but regardless you will not meet it's end at this rate.”
Forcefully trying to quell the shaking in his limbs, whether from fear or the poison beginning to shut down his body he was uncertain, he grabbed onto Sesshoumaru’s haori sleeves for balence.
“I can fix this, InuYasha,” He gripped InuYasha’s chin and forced his brother’s gaze, “I need you to trust me, though.”
InuYasha clenched his fist tighter in the silk, his fuzzy mind trying to comprehend the situation and how best to survive.
“InuYasha!”
The hanyou blinked, shaking his head slightly in an attempt to dislodge the fog surrounding it. This is it… Regardless, I’m going to be dead… He’s probably just trying to fuck with me one last time, give me hope so he can watch it be squandered as I die.
Blood began rushing loudly in his ears; his limbs were starting to feel numb and insufficient to hold himself up. Swaying, he nodded slightly because really, what did he have to lose? His brother could easily kill him, so if he was going to die anyway he may as well play into this game. He had nothing else to lose.
“Tell me InuYasha, I need to know you will not move!” He reiterated.
“Se… Sesshoum-maru… H-help,” His throat denied him his last attempt at pride as his tone came out like a frightened whimper.
“You need to trust me, InuYasha,” The youkai moved behind the half-demon’s back, drawing InuYasha against his chest so that the hanyou’s head rested back against his shoulder.
“I don’t… know how…” InuYasha whispered out, clenching his eyes shut. Suddenly dying became a very real fear. Damn these human emotions and his lack of the ability to control them.
“I will save you,” the demon breathed into his ear, purposely ignoring the tear that slipped silently from the corner of his brother’s eye, “You won’t die… But you’re going to wish you had.”
He cried out, but resolutely stayed stalk still as Sesshoumaru carefully pushed his fangs through InuYasha’s softer flesh and into his jugular vein, allowing small traces of his venom to be dispersed into his bloodstream. Goddamn! It hurt like hell!
Sesshoumaru gripped InuYashato to his chest as tightly he could when the human suddenly became tense, pulling away from his neck with a quick lick. Knowing what to expect next, the demon held his brother steady as he began to convulse, his hands started grabbing and ripping at his body as a raw scream rented the air.
“You stupid hanyou, if you have just stayed none of this would’ve happened,” Though the voice that murmured into his ear held no hostility, InuYasha was far too gone to cognize the words for what they meant as he screamed on.
The febrile hanyou curled in on himself, his body finally giving in after a long fight as he slumped into unconsciousness. Sesshoumaru gently lowered his brother’s torso to the ground, cradling him in his long length of fur.
Standing, the demon quickly gathered his wits and scanned the vicinity for threats before heading off to gather the materials needed for a fire. Despite the sweat that beaded his brother’s face, his body itself was not warm, but cold and clammy. Sesshoumaru knew from travelling with Rin that this was not a good state for humans.
He registered nothing but pain, a furious lava burning paths through his body, the fire rekindled with each beat of his heart. He was dying, there was no doubt about that; in fact, despite what Sesshoumaru said, he didn’t believe he’d make it back from this one.
What a stupid mistake, how the hell could he have lost track of the moon’s phasing so easily? He had grown slack in his caution from his years travelling in a group. Kagome was surely going to cry, Shippou as well, when they found out about his death. Sango may even shed a few tears, and Miroku would be the one to console the females on his passing. Bastard would probably try to cop a few feels in the process. Miroku was ever the opportunist after all.
In the background of the torrential buzzing in his ears, he could hear the crackling pop of wood on fire. He felt so hot though, God he wished Sesshoumaru would just put out that fucking fire. His limbs felt like dead weight, but he tried to move them anyway.
After he unintentionally released a whimper, he sighed in bliss at the coldness that made contact with his forehead, relishing in the momentary release of heat. He objected softly as was it was removed when suddenly a piercing pain made itself known, ripping into his stomach like a hot knife. InuYasha’s eyes popped open, his voice cracking as he went to scream, leaving him gaping silently.
Sesshoumaru shifted forward, scooping InuYasha against his chest now divested of his usual armour. He held him tight, mumbling nonsense into his ear as the hanyou clawed fruitlessly at his torso until he eventually slipped back into nothingness.
It was during these bouts of silence that Sesshoumaru really had the ability to truly evaluate his brother as a full human. In all honesty, even as a mortal, InuYasha was positively alluring to him; the opposite to himself in all ways. Where his hair was silver, the human’s was as black as a raven’s wing. Where his skin was pale and luminescent, InuYasha’s was warm and sun-kissed. Even in his gaze, his sibling’s dark stormy eyes drew him in.
The youkai traced his eyes over InuYasha’s smooth cheek and down into the dip of his neck where he could see blood pulsing, fluttering just beneath the surface. The scent of ginger, salt, and earth flowed around him, intriguing him, calling to him, telling him to draw it into himself, look deeper into his brother’s scent patterns. His smell was addictive, each time Sesshoumaru breathed it in the youkai wanted more.
Sesshoumaru brought his hand up to slowly brush the back of his fingers along his brother’s forehead; parting slightly damp bangs away from InuYasha’s eyes, and watching his brother’s thick lashes casting shadows down his cheeks. Really thick lashes, Sesshoumaru was surprised in face that InuYasha even had such long, feminine lashes. He gave a slight smirk, if the hanyou ever found out he’d probably pluck them all out one by one.
“Sesshoumaru…” Dark midnight eyes were boring into his own, making him feel a little hesitant by the clarity in them. These times would sometimes come and go too, InuYasha was so far gone that he would actually have moments of lucidity, “Sesshoumaru… You aren’t trying… to kill me.”
“No brother,” Sesshoumaru answered with a slow blink, slightly cocking his head to the side, “I no longer wish to kill you.”
“But, you hate me,” The soft reply came just above a whisper.
“Perhaps, at one point, but no longer does this Sesshoumaru feel that way,” He could see the confusion and hurt swirling in those dark depths, his emotions so much harder to control as a mortal.
“But, I hate you…”
Though his heart clenched in an acute painful manner, outwardly Sesshoumaru gave no indication. He idly wondered why it hurt so much to hear those three words.
“I have to… I have to hate you…” InuYasha spoke so seriously it was almost as if he were pleading him to understand.
“Pray tell, Brother, why would that be?” He fought to make his tone sound even and unaffected. His brother was a complete enigma to him. Once he thought he’d figured part of him out, the hanyou did something else that arose naught but more questions.
InuYasha’s eyes were becoming hazy again, he was blinking a lot more now as if everything was spinning and his brain couldn’t understand why, “Because… Because you won’t be the one to get hurt… I will.”
Sesshoumaru could feel himself frowning as his mask slipped slightly, “I do not understand, InuYasha.”
“You… wont ca…re,” His voice faded away as his consciousness did.
Over the course of the night, InuYasha had a few more spells of clarity, though the two had no personal moments such as the one about hate.
InuYasha felt the sun rising, light falling slowly across the land seconds before he felt his ears elongating and pulling further up his skull, his canines pushing out from his gums and sharpening, and a queer pressure at his fingertips where his claws were doing the same.
InuYasha jerked away from a hand brushing his forehead once, then again a little more harshly when the hand returned two seconds later.
“InuYasha, enough, I will not be able to evaluate your temperature if you continue to act like a child,” Sesshoumaru huffed quietly, “Just sit still and let me touch you. This was much easier when you were unconscious.”
“Oh! Cause that’s not creepy or nothing,” The hanyou drawled, leaving Sesshoumaru with the assumption he must be feeling better if he was cracking jokes, “I… What the fuck… I can’t move… What did you do?!”
The full blooded demon met his sibling’s slightly more than a little frantic gaze, “Relax, InuYasha. It is a normal side-effect of my poison. You will regain mobility in a little bit. As you can see by your body shifting, you are not completely paralyzed.”
“What! What the fuck, what am I supposed to do in a state like this?! How long we talkin' here?!” InuYasha was enraged.
“I do not know; this Sesshoumaru has never intentionally instilled his poison into a human’s body, furthermore with the intent of annulling a different poison. Though do not worry, you will be fine.”
“How do you know?” Feeling more than a little weak and malaise, he felt he needed some kind of assurance.
“I can smell the divide of your cells, your youki is already working to heal your body. Though it is indeed slower than normal… This one can only assume it is from the expenditure from transitioning.”
InuYasha paused for a moment before narrowing his gaze at his seemingly apathetic brother, “Wait a second… You’ve never done this before… Oh, for fuck sakes! You were treating me like a goddamn scapegoat!! What if I had died, dammit!! There’s no way you could’ve known it wouldn’t kill me!”
Leave it to InuYasha to turn something selfless like saving his life into something distorted and cruel, “I knew you would survive.”
“Don’t lie to me dammit!”
“You are strong, InuYasha,” Sesshoumaru met his brothers gaze unflinchingly as he complimented him, causing the hanyou to suddenly feel very awkward and exposed, averting his gaze seemed to only make it slightly more bearable, “I never had a doubt you wouldn't live.”
“Yeah, yeah!” InuYasha huffed, trying unsuccessfully to fight down the colour rising in his cheeks, “Whatever.”
It was then that Sesshoumaru noticed his brother begin to shiver slightly, a light sheen of sweat still covering his sickly pale skin. The youkai gathered InuYasha into his arm and stood, ignoring the loud sputtering protests from his paralyzed brother.
“Where the fuck are you taking me?! Put me down, you Bastard!!”
“You need to cleanse your body before you get sick.”
“I may be half-human, but I’m half-demon too, asshole! I don’t get sick,” InuYasha spat out, his golden eyes flaring in embarrassment and indignity, “Now put me down!!”
“You are wrong,” Sesshoumaru stated, continuing forward without meeting his gaze. He summoned his youki into a cloud beneath his feet, floating swiftly into the sky, “You are at the point where your youki is depleted from your transformation and injuries received as a mortal, on top of being worn down by my own poison. You are most susceptible to catch illness in this time over any other.”
If there was a moment InuYasha didn’t think he’d ever live down, this would probably be it. Currently paralyzed, being held like a woman, by his brother none the less, and flying through the air on a gay puffy thing. Great. Just fucking perfect.
“It’s not like I can really clean myself anyway, seeing as I can’t… Oh, fuck no.”
“InuYasha--”
“FUCK! NO!! YOU SICK BASTARD, WHAT ARE YOU PLAYING AT!!” This time he gained his brother’s annoyed glare from the corner of his eye, “You put me the fuck down, RIGHT THIS SECOND!”
And just like that, the bastard dropped him.
“SHIT!!” His instincts screamed to flail and right himself, but it was like his neurons refused to carry the message to his muscles, “YOOUUU AASSSSSHHHOOOLLLLEEEEE!!!”
InuYasha watched his brother condense himself into a ball of light as he fell, suddenly appearing beneath him and jarring the hanyou’s fall to a stop, “You are such a sociopathic, psycho, asshole!”
“Looks can be deceiving,” He elder retorted, not bothering to mention how fast the hanyou’s heart drummed in his chest, struggling like a caged bird. Adrenaline poured off the hanyou in waves, belaying his fear, further proving his point.
Sesshoumaru ignored the hanyou’s continued rant about his sociopathic nature and there being a distinct absence of method to his madness. Touching down in short distance from another of Japan’s many natural hot springs, Sesshoumaru flared out his youki to assess for threats.
“I’m NOT gonna get sick so just put me down, dammit! I’ll bathe as soon as I can move again; you are not bathing me, it ain’t gonna happen! You hear me?!”
“Funny. You say that as if you have a choice,” The demon replied monotonously. Bending down, he gently leaned the hanyou against a tree, turning his attention to fumbling with the strings on his brother’s haori and hakama.
“Stop, Sesshoumaru…” InuYasha’s voice sounded off, hesitant and brimming with embarrassment. It just hit him that his brother was seriously stripping him naked and planning to bathe him.
“InuYasha,” Sesshoumaru was making quick work of divesting the hanyou of his kimono considering the fact he only had one arm. He held back a slight smirk at the uneasy embarrassment his brother emitted, personally he was having too much fun, “I will not be the one you blame when you contract illness, as well it will only slow us down. You ha- ”
“STOP!” The sheer panic overwhelming his tone was what made Sesshoumaru pause to actually meet his brother’s wide eyes. It was more than just the paralysation that was freaking his brother out, and suddenly he wasn’t getting so much enjoyment out of teasing him anymore, “…Stop. I’m not… I’m not like you.”
Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes, “What do you mean.”
“I’m not…” InuYasha relinquished the staring battle to his brother and took to avoiding his gaze, “My body is different… I’m a hanyou…”
“Stop speaking such nonsense,” His brother disregarded his worry with nonchalance, ignoring the way InuYasha’s tone had tightened a bit in the end like it was a dirty little secret; like being hanyou alone explained it all, “There is no major disparity or flaw in your physique from my own, Little Brother.”
“You’re… wrong, you must be,” InuYasha’s tone dripped with uncertainty. He sucked a tight breath in when Sesshoumaru ran his clawed fingers against his collar, slowly drawing his hand down, parting his haori as it went.
The cold air against his skin tickled, leaving him feeling very vulnerable without that thick cloth covering him. InuYasha truly felt embarrassed and ashamed, self-hate silently roiling in his gut as he squeezed his eyes tightly shut. This totally couldn’t be happening; his brother – likely the most deadly demon in all Japan – was stripping him bare to wash him. Life just did not get worse.
InuYasha gasped sharply, his eyes popped open in surprise as the length of his body was drawn against something warm... It just got worse. Flicking his eyes up to his brother’s face, he could see he was pressed against his brother’s bare chest, “Sesshoumaru! Kami! What the hell are you naked for?!”
“Surely you jest, InuYasha, even you could not expect me to bathe in my clothes.”
“Gay!! This is so gay!!” InuYasha tried to struggle to no avail, his muscles were still not responding correctly.
“Truly you must get past this misplaced sense of shyness.”
“Easy for you to say! Look at you!” He retorted in frustration without thinking.
“Explain,” Sesshoumaru’s placid gaze flicked back on InuYasha again, scrutinizing the secrets that hid flickering in his eyes. With that slip of the tongue, he felt like they were finally getting somewhere again.
“You know,” The hanyou’s ears drew back, the first actual proper muscle-movement besides his face that Sesshoumaru had seen, his cheeks flushing a pretty hue, “You’re... You, the Big Bad Lord of the West! You’re tall, and strong, and broad. People don’t fuck with you… You’re a full blooded demon. Whereas, I’m... well, me; inu hanyou, with these fuckin’ ridiculous ears that mark me as sullied. I’m just a dirty, deformed half-breed, worth less than the speck of dirt under your boot as you’ve so previously stated in many different words, on many different occasions.”
“InuYasha,” Sesshoumaru interjected as he stepped into the water, it hurt to have his words thrown back at him, more so since he no longer held the same ridiculous ideals his younger self had, “Half-breed though you are, dirty, worthless and deformed you are not.”
Said half-breed seemed to almost shrink in his arms, still feeling humiliated and ashamed and indignant rage.
“Even this Sesshoumaru happens to find your being very alluring,” He caught InuYasha by surprise as sat in the waist deep water before adding, “When you keep your mouth shut long enough.”
Speaking of keeping his mouth shut, InuYasha had been completely stunned into silence though his lips had indeed parted slightly in disbelief. Sesshoumaru just kept doing things that turned his perception of him upside-down. He was so confused now, he wasn’t even sure if this was a dream or perhaps he reall had died? SHIT! Was this is hell??
The blood in his cheeks boiled hotter, he could feel his entire body blushing with embarrassment – but a feeling of a different kind was threaded through as him as well. A fuzzy, tingling feeling began to burn in his crotch as his previous mental musings of his brother’s sexcapades returned to him unbidden.
InuYasha truly didn’t know how he felt about the compliment, but was suddenly ripped out of his musings by Sesshoumaru’s hand rubbing over his chest, another burst of tingles emanated straight to his groin. InuYasha couldn’t stop a strangled noise from escaping his throat as he realized he was beginning to become erect. Nothing could’ve horrified him more than this situation.
“W-What are you doing?!” He all but squeaked; his voice cracking as shivers began running up his spine.
“I do believe we’ve had this conversation, Brother,” Sesshoumaru stated dryly, noticing the tremors through InuYasha’s arms, signalling the slow return of his movement, “I will reiterate, this Sesshoumaru is cleaning you so that you do not fall ill.”
He felt weak and drained, but also extremely (read: unintentionally) aroused as the youkai’s hand skated around his flesh. InuYasha kept his gaze averted; it wasn’t often that he had body contact with another being, especially with someone as aesthetically pleasing as Sesshoumaru was. And that thought promptly drowned him in a torrent of self-disgust for even remotely having feelings of arousal for his family.
“What ails you?”
“Nothin’… Nevermind,” InuYasha murmured quietly in response He could feel the tips of his ears burning with the humiliation, he hoped Sesshoumaru wouldn't notice...
“If it is your state of arousal, bear it no mind,” The clear nonchalance in Sesshoumaru’s voice had the hanyou’s saucer-wide eyes searching for his.
“Shit, Sesshoumaru!! You!! You just don’t say that kinda stuff out loud!!”
“Must you be so vulgar? Pray tell Brother, just what do you expect me to do?”
“Kami! I-I don’t know!! Ignore it!!” The hanyou spat out in exasperation. He felt his head twitch to the side instinctually as Sesshoumaru buried his nose into the crown of his hair, “Ah… Sesshoumaru?”
“Hn?”
“What… What are you doing?”
“I’m scenting you, Brother.”
InuYasha was able to slightly tilt his neck up to look into his sibling’s eyes, clearly unimpressed, “You’re doin’ what now?”
“It is common for kin to scent each other while grooming. Essentially, I am drawing in as much of your scent as possible to truly... hmm, to put it simply, recognize you,” His voice was calm but InuYasha’s heady scent was unexpectedly affecting him, “There is much you have to learn of youkai practices, especially within your own clan. You know, InuYasha, stress-relief is also a big part of inu youkai grooming.”
“Stress-rel—Shit!!” InuYasha hissed as Sesshoumaru’s hand suddenly nose-dived from his chest to just brush gently against his erect member before sliding onto his thigh, pausing there to scrub. InuYasha spoke again with a slight nervous tremble to his voice, feeling the uncomfortable strain in his nether region and being able to do nothing about it, “Wh-what are you …”
Sesshoumaru reached across his lap to his far thigh, his forearm grazing back and forth across his penis again, cutting him off, “Formalizing you with your youkai heritage.”
The young hanyou had no clue what next to truly expect, his brain already so confused by the situation that everything beyond this point was just going clear over his head. All he really knew was that he felt hot and needy, sexual tension was threading through his unused muscles, a dull throbbing in his crotch repeatedly focused his attention onto it.
“Wh-What… Do you… Nnngh—Mean?” InuYasha suddenly became aware to the face that he was almost panting with want.
“I mean, this,” Sesshoumaru finally slid his hand up around InuYasha’s shaft, feeling himself beginning to become erect at the sensual noise InuYasha attempted (failingly) to squander in his throat, “Is normal between two unmated kin of the same sex. It is expected of them, even.”
Lust clouded the poor confused hanyou’s mind, was Sesshoumaru truly sitting here jacking him off? This couldn’t be happening… No, it must be another dream like the last one. Only, InuYasha didn’t remember falling asleep.
The youkai pulled them both to a deep edge, leaning InuYasha back against the side so they were face to face this time. He leaned in close, meeting InuYasha’s eyes as he grasped both of their erections in his hand, enjoying the soft cry his brother gave, “It is expected so that unwanted children are not created outside of a mating bond. We are not like humans, so short-lived we must reproduce to keep our species from facing extinction. This is also why homosexual relationships have never been frowned upon in youkai society.”
What the inu hanyou was actually absorbing was making sense, but he still felt guilty about being aroused, even knowing how demon’s worked. It wasn’t so much the homosexual part that bothered him, but that they were related. Inter-familial relationships were viewed as blasphemous to mortals; and really, the mortal’s way was the only one he knew.
InuYasha was surprised at the whine that escaped his throat as Sesshoumaru drew back from him, simultaneously letting go of their cocks, leaving the hanyou’s hips lightly bucking. Was this all just another fucking game? See how funny it is to fuck with his head? Now things were beginning to make sense again.
“Though,” Sesshoumaru stated calmly, cupping water to rinse his skin, hiding his smirk at the half-demon’s deprived fiery glare, “This one understands if his advances are unwanted. You need but to say the word.”
InuYasha clenched his jaw against the frustrated growl that bubbled in his throat; his erection throbbed again, demanding attention. That was just not fair!! That asshole couldn’t just get him all roused up and bam! Walk away!
“Or, you could allow me to continue reducating you,” His demon brother spoke in sultry tones, catching his twin golden gaze, sparkling in the morning light, “You need but only make the choice, Little Brother.”
“Sesshoumaruu…” InuYasha drawled in a voice just above a whisper and bit his lip; nervous, excited and ashamed all at the same time. He had an innate feeling that if he turned his brother away now, his pride would never let a situation such as this come to pass again. He needed to know, desired learning about the heritage forcefully kept from him. It was also partially attributed to the fact that, whether or not he’d ever say so aloud, he craved acceptance from his brother more so than anyone else. That subconscious thought pushed his answer from his mouth, “Sesshoumaru… please…”
The inu youkai chuckled, moving close to palm their shafts together again, leaning over to lick the rim of a velveteen ear and whisper, “Just remember that I did this with your permission granted…”
The world seemed to freeze as Sesshoumaru’s lips crashed down onto InuYasha’s, his eyes widening. His surprise-induced slack jaw allowed the elder demon’s tongue entrance to sweep past his lips, brushing against his own before swirling around a fang.
This is the first time anyone’s kissed me like this… InuYasha felt overwhelmed by the stimulation, drowning in his brother’s exotic ozonic scent of thunderstorms and raw power. The select few kisses Kagome gave were juvenile in comparison; given they had also been a bit desperate, you know, attempting to bring him back from his youkai state and all. This was desperation in an entirely different fashion…
Even the kisses that he and Kikyou had shared had felt much… polite, more reserved than this. InuYasha moaned unbidden into the kiss as Sesshoumaru gave them a particularly hard tug, he could feel the demon’s lips grinning against his own. Bastard, he’s fuckin' playing with me.
Sesshoumaru continued to pump faster as he drew himself away from the hanyou’s lips, drawn to the juncture of his neck, tasting the erogenous zone there. He was mildly surprise when his brother tipped his head and offered his neck, wondering if his brother knew exactly just how submissive a gesture he was giving.
InuYasha let out a seductive cry when Sesshoumaru nipped his collar then swiped a tongue over it. He could feel his orgasm beginning to settle low in the pit of his stomach, his muscles were starting to tingle with anticipation.
Everything around them had ceased to exist, and all that was real were the two of them in the mineral steeped springs, their arousal mingling and layering thick in the surrounding air. Sesshoumaru gave one long lick up his sibling's jugular before nuzzling against his ear, flicking his tongue out to taste the velvet tip.
“What are… you doing Se--!! Nngh!”
Please with his brother’s reception, the inu gently tugged at the soft flesh of his ear between his canines, emitting of low growl.
His sibling answered with a half-smothered moan, and deep set shiver. Sesshoumaru could scent his finish nearing, hear his heart beating faster and quickened his pace; less than a minute later InuYasha came.
In that moment, Sesshoumaru suddenly called forth his youki and pushed it into his brother like a tidal wave. Sesshoumaru followed two strokes later, pumping them both through their peaks and into exhaustion.
The Daiyoukai pulled his face back from his unconscious brother’s hair, breathing faster than normal. His blood began to cool through his body, allowing him back from his lust-driven state enough to wash the two of their evidence.
He was aware that he’d crossed a line with InuYasha, and would probably be getting an earful later. Sesshoumaru scented the air around them, finding it laden with arousal, fear, and sex, I did what was necessary to heal him.
Sesshoumaru vaguely wondered if he spoke it aloud, if it would sound as uncertain as it did in his mind.
Finished with bathing, the Daiyoukai wiped down InuYasha once more, washing the perspiration from his body before cradling him to get them ashore. He dried and dressed himself first, forgoing his armour and swords before turning back to the hanyou with a soft sigh, Let's get this over with...
Even knowing that his brother’s youki was fully replenished and he didn’t require the heat anymore, Sesshoumaru built a fire in a clearing over from the spring. He glanced across the flame at his brother who leaned against a tree, supported by his puffy length of fur. He admired the way the shadows cast from the glow danced across InuYasha’s face.
“I have to… I have to hate you…” Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at his brother’s smoothed face, he could picture those midnight eyes burning into his own, “Because… Because you won’t be the one to get hurt… I will.”
InuYasha shifted in his sleep, his bangs falling gently across his brow.
“I’m not…My body is different… I’m a hanyou…”
Sesshoumaru sat frozen as the memory replayed in his mind, his burnished eyes tracing the hanyou’s delectable appendages. He slowly lifted his hand, pressing the tips along the rim of InuYasha’s ear, amazed at the way that it flickered, even in his unconscious state.
“You’re… wrong, you must be,”
“Before this moment, little brother, I would have denied ever being erroneous… But even this Sesshoumaru cannot refute the blatant truth when faced with it,” He could finally admit to himself that he had wronged and denied his younger hanyou brother. Sesshoumaru allowed his hand to run down through a snowy lock, raking his claws to the tips, silently marveling the silky texture. The demon paused to fully appreciate his siblings face; InuYasha looked a lot younger when he wasn’t scowling.
He truly is still a kid… The youkai drew his limb back, internally reeling from his revelation, Barely an adult, not yet even full-grown… And underweight…
Sesshoumaru thought back to when InuYasha spoke of eating purely cooked meat so that he didn’t repulse his friends.
“InuYasha… This one will make amends for the wrongs he has executed on you,” It surprised Sesshoumaru more to realize that he was serious than the fact that he’d unintentionally spoken aloud.
All the while, InuYasha laid there unconscious, none-the-wiser to his brother’s revelations; once again, it would seem that life had decided to fake him out and leave him in confusion.

A/N: And so ends another long chapter! I'm actually quite pleased with the final outcome. I always re-read my previous chapters every now and then while I'm writing to keep the fine details accurate, and every time I get frustrated because I think of the ways I could've done things differently! It's so annoying. Otherwise, I got some bad news, I've officially caught up to the chapter I was writing, so I may not be able to post once weekly. My apologies in advance, please continue to look forward to the next chapter!!
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