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At Death's Door
By : Vyper
Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female
Views: 6412 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Morning came and the sun shown down through the window. A beautiful scene lay out before the world. Both son and Father were sleeping peacefully. Benjirou really hated to break up this happy reunion, but it was time for Sesshoumaru to eat and ready himself for his whipping.

Going over to the bed, Benjirou untangled Sesshoumaru from his Father and carried the pretty puppy down to his cell while nuzzling him awake. Sesshoumaru smiled in his slumber after having the greatest dream only to be finally nuzzled awake.

“Little puppy it is time to wake up.”

Uncle Benjirou stated as he smiled at the boy who frowned up at him.

“Where is Father?”

Sesshoumaru asked not too thrilled at the thought his Uncle carried him like a mere babe through the castle in front of servants.

“He is sleeping. He will not be disturbed until he is well. He will merely eat and rest except for the times he will spend with you two boys.”

Uncle Benjirou said as he sat Sesshoumaru down on the stool.

The young diayouki yawned.

“You will tell me of his condition if it gets better or worse will you not Uncle Benjirou?”

Sesshoumaru asked.

“Of course my boy. We are all just surprised that he is with us. I just think it best you boys do not tire him out too much. He just was brought back from the dead by some miracle and we hope to keep him around for a long time.”

Uncle Benjirou said.

“Well I need to tell you about that girl I killed, just in case someone asks.”

Sesshoumaru said remembering that he did kill Nina.

“Oh, that servant girl? Don’t worry about that Sesshoumaru. That girl was always pushing herself on the more attractive prisoners. It is surprising that she lasted as long as she did since this was her fourth time. Besides a broken neck won’t kill that one. You are not the first to do it to her either.’
“She will be replaced anyway. There will be a new girl doing your hair today since your Mother insisted. It is her maid and that one I suggest you do be nice to or it will be your Mother you have to answer to.”

Benjirou said before he left the cell.

Sesshoumaru groaned. He hated Mother’s maids. They all were cooing at him and annoying as hell. All he needed was another stupid female falling in love with him when all he really wanted was his mates which reminded Sesshoumaru he needed to ask the jailor for paint again. He was also going to paint his Father on the wall and the dreamscape of playing fetch with him and his brother with that big red ball.

Soon the servants arrived to dress him and this time it was just hakumas he was given. Black silk hakumas. Then Mother’s maid arrived and it wasn’t the one he expected. It was the mean one that Pearl didn’t like.

The big woman wasn’t any nicer than the last one who did his hair except she didn’t pull his hair on purpose. Still she pulled it unnecessarily as far as Sesshoumaru was concerned.

The woman pulled his hair up into a topknot, then braided it with ribbons of red throughout it so tightly that his head actually hurt.

“This is temporary my Lord. After your whipping and beating we shall style it for your audience with your Father.”

The woman said gruffly.

Sesshoumaru frowned not wanting this woman to touch his hair again. He would even put up with the gossiping and cooing to not have his hair actually hurt. Sesshoumaru was definitely speaking to Mother about this she bitch.

The serving girl came with his food with a smile on her face. She was so glad the orders had been changed so she could see her Prince now three times a day.

“What is your name?”

Sesshoumaru asked the girl who explained to him what all this good food was. It was fresh bloodied yak meat with curry spices and wild boar with cherry spring sauce. It was also a large plate of food and there were berries this time for a treat. He was also given the option of cherry wine or mead. He figured he liked the mead pretty well and requested it for a change.

“My name is Rin.”

The girl said with a smile and Sesshoumaru almost spit out his mead.

“Are you ok Sire?”

The girl asked in concern.

Sesshoumaru swallowed the mead and felt like the world was indeed cruel.

“I am fine.”

Sesshoumaru said in a clipped tone. He wasn’t fine. This girl was just like his Rin and it wasn’t fair.

“Do you like flowers?”

Sesshoumaru asked.

“I love flowers. I pick them all the time from the forest since I am not allowed to pick them in the gardens. I wish I could though since I especially love the lilies that grow here.”

Rin said and Sesshoumaru thought about things. This girl was very young and a demon. She would not die like his Rin did. He had to get this girl out of the kitchens, but at the same time he wanted her to serve him and only him. Would it be odd to have a maid if one was a male? Sesshoumaru wondered.

There was no way to take a servant and make them a ward. It didn’t work that way with servants, but Sesshoumaru thought about making her his personal maid. That way she would have some status and no one could beat her.

“Thank you Rin.”

Sesshoumaru said and this time he meant it with all his heart.

“You are most welcome.”

Rin said as she smiled and went about her day.

Sesshoumaru ate his food and drank his mead until it was time to go. Sesshoumaru’s Uncles came for him and he was shackled. Instead of crying out this time he thought of Rin and what he wanted to do for her. He was so focused on this he didn’t even realize his whipping was over with.

“You did well today boy.”

Benjirou stated to Sesshoumaru who simply nodded. His back was bleeding profusely and some of the wounds were deep, but he simply ignored them as the healer wrapped his back.

When Sesshoumaru got back to his cell he asked the jailor for the paints. The jailor gave him what he needed and Sesshoumaru began his next masterpiece imagining it as he painted. Hours passed and Sesshoumaru was still painting.

Rin brought him food, but Sesshoumaru ignored it for a while since he was so focused on his task. When Sesshoumaru finished with most of it he sat and ate his food. Then wrote a letter to his mates for when Mother came to visit. He wondered when he was going to get to see Father and waited for his Uncles to arrive to beat him.

Mother finally arrived and she had a letter from Pearl that was from both her and Inuyasha. Sesshoumaru was terribly excited to get a letter from his mates. He missed them so much and wondered how they were.

Mother said Inuyasha had hardly left Father’s side and was learning to write as well as read from Lord Yoshi. The boy was also learning demon history from Benjirou, but the classes for that were kept short so that both Pearl and Inuyasha could spend time with Father.

Sesshoumaru envied his brother and Pearl at this moment. He would give anything to be spending time with his Father right now.

Reminding himself not to forget, Sesshoumaru talked to Mother about her maid. Mother said that Gina was the only one who would come down to the dungeons to do his hair. The other maids were too terrified to come down so he would just have to live with Gina doing his hair although she would talk to her about pulling it so tightly.

Sesshoumaru nodded to Mother and then his Uncles came for him. He was so busy thinking about Father during the beating he only cried out one time when they had broken his arm in three places. He really tried hard not to cry out, but it escaped him anyway.

“You are doing much better Sesshoumaru. I am very impressed.”

Benjirou stated as he helped Sesshoumaru limp back to his cell. There the young diayouki healed himself as best he could and waited for the bones to go back into place. Then after two hours passed the spanking came which to Sesshoumaru was completely ridiculous. It did not even hurt and it only served to humiliate him a bit.

Sesshoumaru finally finished the painting and was pleased. It was of a large open space where there were grasses and Pearl was sitting watching Inuyasha toss a big red ball for Sesshoumaru and his Father in their full Inu form. Sesshoumaru wished it was real, but for now this made him happy.

As another hour went by Sesshoumaru wondered if they were ever going to take him to his Father. That was when the servants came and the maid redid his hair pulling only some of it up into a topknot braiding a few of the strands with blood red ribbons this time. He was also dressed in finery again with a black kimono with red flowers upon it and a gold obi with red swirls. He also was given his boots.

Benjirou came down with Daichi and looked at Sesshoumaru sadly. His Father wasn’t doing very well at all. He still couldn’t walk and Inuyasha had to feed him today since his arms didn’t work for a while. The circulation was cut off for some reason and the healer had to massage the feeling back into the old dog’s arms and legs.

“How is Father fairing today Uncle?”

Sesshoumaru asked Benjirou and Benjirou told Sesshoumaru the news. Sesshoumaru frowned and felt deeply concerned. If he had to he would spend all his time with Father making sure his body was working properly

When Sesshoumaru was brought to his Father Sesshoumaru noticed how pale his Father’s skin was. His Father was sick, he could tell and he wanted so much to make him well again. Father had to live, he just had to. Sesshoumaru couldn’t handle losing him again so soon after having him in his life again.

Father opened his eyes and saw his boy. He smiled at Sesshoumaru and bid him to come to him. Sesshoumaru did without hesitation.

Biting his wrist, Sesshoumaru fed Father some of his blood hoping it would help. His Father had a fever and was shaking a bit.

“Father you need to rest and get well.”

Sesshoumaru said as he cuddled his Father against him.

“No, I wanted to see you today son.”

Father and son sat in silence as Sesshoumaru lovingly ran his fingers through Father’s hair. Sesshoumaru tried his best not to cry again, but he was terrified of losing his Father. He just couldn’t bear that pain again.

“Sesshoumaru, I can smell tears. Why are you crying my son?”

Father asked.

“Because I love you and I don’t want to lose you.”

Sesshoumaru said in a shaky voice.

“My dear son, I am always with you. Even in death I watch over you and I am there with you. I honestly do not know how much time I have left, but I have enjoyed spending time with you two boys. All my pains are nothing compared to the happiness I feel knowing my sons love me as much as I love them.”

Father said.

Sesshoumaru kissed the top of his Father’s head and sat there holding his dear Father. He told Father about the painting and the dream he had. Father chuckled at the thought of playing fetch with his sons.

Then Father fell asleep with Sesshoumaru holding him tenderly laying his Father’s head on his lap. Sesshoumaru felt so helpless. He couldn’t make his Father better and he wanted to. Sesshoumaru so desperately needed his Father to be well. He would do anything, give anything to make Father well again.

That was when Sesshoumaru thought about tensaiga. The sword was a sword of healing, not just resurrection. Perhaps it would work.

Sesshoumaru gently moved his Father’s head off his lap and rushed out to find his Uncle waiting for him.

“I need to get tensaiga Uncle. It may save Father’s life. Please, I promise I won’t do anything to escape with it, I just need it to heal Father. He is so sick and I am afraid he is going to die.”

Sesshoumaru begged.

“Very well, we can have one of the servants gather the sword for you.”

His Uncle said and Sesshoumaru thanked his Uncle going back into the room with his Father pulling his Father once again against him laying his head on his lap.

Father’s breathing became quite shallow and sometimes it stopped completely frightening Sesshoumaru who was about ready to give up his last breath to insure his Father was breathing.

The servant arrived with tensaiga in his grip handing the sword to Sesshoumaru. The sword had been crying out to him and thus he took it and used it to stab his Father in the chest. The sword glowed and filled Touga’s body with healing light. Suddenly Father’s body seemed to grow in mass as the weight he lost during his death came back as though he had fed healthily for years. The fever dropped and Touga was breathing normally again.

Sesshoumaru waited for the sword to finish its work and then he pulled it out of his Father’s chest.

“Thank you tensaiga.”

Sesshoumaru said to the sword that he at one point thought was worthless.

Handing the sword back to the servant Sesshoumaru looked at his Father knowing his Father would be well now. A peace swept over him and Sesshoumaru was very happy. His heart filled with joy at the fact his Father was now well and could probably walk again.

Father rested on Sesshoumaru’s lap not realizing the miracle his old sword performed on his body. He just felt tired, so very tired.

Sesshoumaru couldn’t wait to have his Father spar with him again and play with him. He thought of all the things they could do together now. What he didn’t know was that his Father was still dying. Tensaiga could only do so much and Touga was someday going to go to sleep and not ever wake up again. Still for now fate was kind and would allow Sesshoumaru time with his Father until the day that Touga once again was called by death to go to the other world.
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At Death's Door	By : Vyper Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 6412 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha nor make money on my writings.

At Death's Door