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Collision	By : AikawaAkihiko Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 42777 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 16
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA AND MAKE NO MONEY FROM THIS STORY

Chapter List
- 1-Collision
- 2-Pain
- 3-Hide
- 4-Unmask
- 5-Interloper
- 6-Restore
- 7-Settle
- 8-Declare
- 9-Embrace
- 5
- 6
- 7
Chapter 6 - Restore

Inuyasha was still sitting in the dark and dusty room late the next afternoon. His empty stomach growled eagerly as he waited on the dusty bed for the kit to return. Upon waking up to a streak of sunlight in his eyes, Inuyasha and Shippo had realized that they could use the window to escape and gather food. Their excitement was subdued, however, when they tried to open it and found that it stuck and only Shippo would be able to fit through. So, Shippo slipped through the window in search of something to feed them.

Inuyasha wasn't overly worried about not being able to go out with the kit. He had taught him well in the little time they had had together. Shippo would be fine, even if he got into trouble; Inuyasha had taught him what to do. No, what Inuyasha was worried about was what he was going to do if no one came for them for a long time.

In the light of day and without the cloud of exhaustion, Inuyasha took the chance to take in his surroundings. They had been locked in a simple room, most certainly not one of the more ornate royal rooms. It was square with a fireplace and walls decorated with a large tapestry and carvings of dog demons and other symbols of the royal family. While it maintained the standard furniture for a bedroom- bed, small table, wardrobe- it was also cluttered with spare and broken things. Everything was covered in dust and it was clear that this was a room used for the storage of unwanted things and not much else.

Inuyasha sneered into the murky light that peeked in through the dusty window. How fitting!

But unlike the royal rooms, there was no bathroom attached and because it was a storage room, there were no bedpans. That was especially unfortunate because Inuyasha could feel his nausea building in his belly. There was also the problem of food. With only little Shippo to hunt and gather, the poor kit would have to be out all day to get enough for both of them. He had never actually hunted anything on his own yet, so they would be living off of whatever berries or the like that he could find. It normally wouldn't have been such a problem as Inuyasha could go days without eating and be fine, but Inuyasha's situation being what it was, he needed to eat every day now.

Inuyasha sighed. Couldn't he ever catch a break?! He grumbled wordlessly to himself as he succumbed to a nap, his body still recovering from the trauma of mating, pregnancy, stress, and the long journey into enemy territories.

~*~

Sesshoumaru growled lightly when he entered the royal wing and did not smell his mate. He checked all five of the rooms but the hanyo was in none of them. Sesshoumaru restrained the urge to let out an aggrieved huff and walked back to the main entrance. Once there he could still smell the pungent scent of his mate hanging in the air. His brow raised on his forehead as he followed the scent to the left, the direction of the guest rooms. He was not pleased about that but he supposed he never said anything about putting Inuyasha in the royal wing.

His brows furrowed however as the scent took him farther and farther through the halls, taking him away from the guest rooms and towards the utility rooms. He growled low and deep in his throat when his mate's smell seemed to have gathered in one of the storage rooms. His anger gathered and built as he neared the last room in the hallway, but was halted at the sounds from within. There was a creak and a shuffle.

"Inuyasha! Wake up!" squeaked a voice that could only have been the little kitsune. "Eww! It smells in here!"

The only response was a sound that was a mix between a moan and a sound of confirmation.

"Oh, Inuyasha," the kit said, his voice having dropped into a comforting tone, "Did you get sick again? Do you want some of these nuts I found?"

"Not right now, kid," Inuyasha's voice answered tiredly.

"Maybe I can go back out the window and try and find someone who will help? Or at least open the door?" the kit asked.

By then, Sesshoumaru had heard enough. He tried to open the door only to find it locked from the outside. He could feel his eyes bleeding red as his youkai roared in outrage in his head. He bypassed the locked door by blasting through it. He ignored the startled yelps of the kit and his mate as he took in the state of the room, the broken furniture, the layers of dust and the half-dried puddle of sick by the side of the bed- evidence that there had been no one in to attend to his mate.

He snarled in anger, before turning to his mate.

Inuyasha held the shaking kitsune in his arms, trying to stifle his own trembling and keeping his eyes down and ears pinned to his head in submission, both afraid that the Daiyoukai would turn that anger on them next.

Faster than Inuyasha could see, Sesshoumaru was there before him and hoisting the both of them into his arms. Without a word, they were rushing down the hallways and through various large chambers until they reached the main corridor.

In the whirl of motion, all Inuyasha knew was that it was doing nothing for his nausea. He couldn't keep a nearly silent groan from escaping when he was placed a little too roughly on a big, soft bed. All thoughts of his ills disappeared when the dominate youkai's red eyes flashed at the sound and the daiyoukai stood tall and menacing over them. He stared intently at the hanyo, searching him for injury before he began to move onto the bed.

Inuyasha didn't hesitate and gave Shippo a little push. "Go, Ship, get out of here. Go find something to do."

"But, Inuya-,"

"GO Shippo!"

The kitsune scampered off, pausing to look back at them at the door, only to see the two inus' eyes locked on each other, Sesshoumaru's eyes predatory while Inuyasha's were wide with fear.

Inuyasha flinched as Sesshoumaru slowly leaned down and crawled on the bed, his eye roving the hanyo's body and his nose sniffing. He pressed himself as far as he could down into the mattress as Sesshoumaru crawled closer until the youkai was braced over him. He looked up with wide eyes, not knowing what his brother wanted. He flinched harder and slammed his eyes shut when Sesshoumaru lifted a hand and placed it on his stomach. The youkai growled; a low satisfied sound.

Suddenly the youkai rose up, the red bleeding slowly from his eyes, being pushed down to let rationality take over once again. All the while the dog demon watched the hanyo steadily. Sesshoumaru, back in his right mind, bared his teeth, Inuyasha automatically ducking his head and flattening his ears in response.

"You have been locked in that room all night, mate?" Sesshoumaru questioned, though it sounded like a demand.

"Yeah..," Inuyasha answered cautiously, shocked nearly voiceless at hearing Sesshoumaru call him "mate" again. He was still unused to hearing his brother refer to him in any way not derogatory.

Without saying another word, the Western Lord spun on his heel and left the room.

Stay with him, Sesshoumaru's inner youkai urged him, Comfort mate. Sesshoumaru ignored the urge, using it instead to fuel his anger.

He practically flew back into the main hall, snarling at the first servant he saw and commanding they assemble all of the house servants before him. His angry youki spread through the halls, ensuring there would be no one stupid enough to dally. Within minutes all of the manorial servants were present and bowing deeply to him.

"Do tell me," Sesshoumaru began, the words growled out, evidence of how close he was to releasing his youkai in anger, "Do tell me why it was that my mate was locked into a storage room."

Several of the servant women flinched at this announcement, revealing their guilt.

"Tell me why your pregnant Lord Consort was not given food or a blanket or a clean room; left to wallow in his own morning sickness!"

Now the servants were all expressing silent shock. Pregnant?! The matronly woman who had attended the younger inu paled as she and the rest of the domestics realized exactly what that meant. Not only had she endangered the mate of her Lord, but his heir! Not only was this hanyo her Lord's mated consort, but he was an uke as well!

The maid shivered in fear and dropped to her knees, pressing her palms and forehead to the floor. She had seriously wronged the, arguably, second most important person in the Western Lands. When word got out about him being an uke, he would be looked on with glowing respect, he would be the pride of the Western Lands; their Lord had mated with a powerful uke who would bare even more powerful heirs. The Seiyou Inu Dynasty has assured its continued greatness.

And she had locked him in a storage room.

The Lord of the Western Lands glared glacially at the woman, nor did he miss the reactions of the women around her, ones who had probably sneered at his mate and laughed at his imprisonment. He could feel his eyes begin to bleed back to red. But first… he turned his piercing gaze to a servant in the back of the gathered demons.

"You," he commanded, "Go and attend to your Lord Consort."

The servant froze, surprised at being addressed, before sketching a deep bow. "Yes, my Lord" the servant spoke quietly, before walking quickly – yet still as dignified as befitted a servant of the Lord's house – to the royal wing and chambers.

~*~

Shippo peaked into the room as the daiyoukai left. "Inuyasha?" he squeaked.

Inuyasha, not just a little confused by the actions of his brother, shook himself as the kit's voice. "Yeah, come on in, I guess."

The little kit scampered up into massive bed, the layers of soft, downy blankets nearly swallowing him up. Inuyasha chuckled quietly as the kitsune squawked and fell over, walking through the bedding as if were quicksand. Seeing he was making his Inuyasha smile, he exaggeratedly tumbled and fell into the bedding, squalling "whoa-whoa-whoa!" in mock fear of falling. He finally reached the inu and slumped with a melodramatic sigh of relief on his lap.
"Phew! I made it!" he announced breathlessly.

Inuyasha snorted at his antics, grateful for the moment of levity.

The moment was interrupted however by a knock on the door. "My Lord Consort, may I come in?"

"Uhh," Inuyasha looked confusedly at down at the kit whose own confusion shone back up at him. Lord Consort? Inuyasha set the kit on the bed and got up to answer the door. "Um, no one's in here but me. I think Sesshoumaru went that way," Inuyasha pointed.

The figure on the other side of the door blinked marigold colored eyes, ringed thickly in black, at him and shook a stray lock of ink black hair from his face. The figure towered over the smaller inu-hanyo. He was not only tall but solidly built, despite obviously being aged past his physical prime, with a dark blue kimono and faded striped hakama gracefully settled over broad shoulders and a comfortably pudgy belly. The smile lines that accented his striking eyes deepened and a warm smile spread across his rounded and mature face. It was a face that spoke of kindness and care. "You are the Lord's new mate, are you not?" she asked.

"Uh, yeah, I guess," Inuyasha shifted his feet.

"Well then," he said, pushing the door open and making Inuyasha back up and let him in or be hit in the face with the door, "you are the Lord Consort."

"Uh," Inuyasha didn't know what to say to that.

"My Lord," the big yokai bowed deeply. "I am Xian-li. I have been tasked by your Lord mate to be your valet today."

Inuyasha's eyes widened.

"I am to understand that you have not gotten the chance to bathe after your journey. Shall I draw you a bath?" Xian-li waited for only a beat before rising from his bow and making his way to the connected bathing room. He slid open the shoji screen and began to collect a few of the various oils and soaps that decorated the carved shelves that lined the walls.

Inuyasha, who had not had time to leave the bed let alone explore the room, sputtered in surprise. He'd never been someplace so luxurious that there was a connected room for bathing. Back when he traveled with Kagome and the gang and they stayed within someone's home or an inn, he was given a basin and rag to use if he was given anything at all. If they were lucky, they would find a hot spring. Back when he lived with his mother at her family's manor, he used the communal bathing house that was filled with large tubs and a fire pit to heat the water.

He crept closer to watch the large youkai work in the newly discovered room, Shippo skittering up his clothes to perch again on his shoulder.

Xian-li set the various bowls and corked vials on the floor next to a rocky depression in the floor that was large enough to fit at least three seated people. Next, he turned to a raised slab of stone settled on the floor in the center of the room. Shippo gasped when the large youkai slid the stone from its place to reveal the sound of running water and a billow of steam.

Inuyasha watched in silence, but inside he was amazed. His ears twitched and swiveled around his head. He hadn't even noticed the almost inaudible noise before, but now that he knew to listen for it he could hear the low hum of water as it ran under his feet. It seemed that there was a fairly large hot spring that ran underneath the castle.

Xian-li found a bucket and dipped it into the subterranean water. Hauling it out he poured its contents into the rocky depression that served as the bathing pool, then returned the bucket to the water to gather more. Inuyasha crept closer, the steam rolling out of the tube drawing him closer and instantly soothing his frayed nerves.

Xian-li, peaking at the curious inu from under his lashes, smiled. The young pup was certainly beautiful enough to be an uke, and his wide curious eyes and swiveling puppy ears made him only more endearing to the gentle giant. The kit at his shoulder was much more excitable and open. He thought it would be a pleasure to care for a little one again if his Lord allowed him to remain the Lord Consort's caretaker. With the bathing pool now halfway filled, he kneeled at the lip of the tub and reached for one of the vials.

"This is lavender oil," he murmured lowly to the two curious onlookers. "It will be relaxing to you." He explained. He poured a healthy dose into the steaming water, then picked up a ceramic bowl with a ground powder inside. he held it up to show them. "And this is sandalwood powder. It will make your skin smooth and bright."

Inuyasha warily knelt down at the lip of the pool, maintain a healthy distance from the working youkai, but compelled by his curiosity as he watched more oils and herbs be added to the water.

Shippo hopped closer and shook a corked vial experimentally, revealing the liquid inside to be very thick. "What's this one for?"

Smiling marigold eyes looked over. "Ah! That one we will not be adding to the water. That is sap from a birch tree. That we will use to cleans your hair. It will leave it very soft and nice smelling."

Once the larger youkai was finished with the oils he finished filling the pool with water. Once done he set the bucket aside and stepped toward the kneeling hanyo. Inuyasha scrambled up when he realized the large youkai was coming for him.

"Hey!" Inuyasha barked warningly.

Xian-li halted with his arms outstretched in a calming motion. "Ah, my Lord Consort! I only mean to help you undress for your bath."

"I don't need no help! And I certainly ain't getting undress with you lurking about!"

Xian-li only tucked his hands into the wide sleeves of his kimono and smiled gently. He bowed low and unthreateningly as he walked out of the room. "Very well, my Lord. Shall I let you soak for a bit while I get a nice meal for you? I will come back to help you wash your hair."

"T'ch! I've been washing myself just fine for a hundred years!" Inuyasha growled, slamming the shoji door closed in the servant's face.

Inuyasha's satisfaction was interrupted by a "Whoo-hoo!" and a splash. Spinning, Inuyasha smirked as Shippo popped back up to the surface of the water, skin red from the heat and little legs paddling furiously beneath the steaming water. Inuyasha quickly undressed, leaving his fire rat robe in a pile next to Shippo's clothes and hurried to immerse himself in the soothing waters.

~*~

Sesshoumaru glided through the halls of the castle surrounded by a cloud of fury. He had had to spend precious hours sternly reprimanding his own servants for being so insolent as to lock up and starve his pregnant mate. Then he had had to have one of them who could still walk fetch him a change of clothes to his study so that he would need to remain covered in blood and acid.

After dealing with the brainless help, he had returned to his study. His youkai growled at him to return to his mate, to check that he was being taken care of now, but it had had to wait. He trusted Xian-li to do his duty. Even if the panda youkai did only the barest minimum required, it would be better treatment than Inuyasha had received at the hands of his staff.

He growled and paced the room.

The situation would need to be handled quickly. Sesshoumaru was aware that the servants were the least of the people who would take one look at his mate and heap abuse on him. He would need to announce their mating tomorrow, get the word out that not only was the hanyo not to be touched but that he was now above them, their Lord Consort.

He settled at his table to begin the summons. He knew he would meet resistance, but there was very little his council could do about the situation. Releasing a silent sigh, he put his calligraphy brush down and called for a servant to deliver the handful of small scrolls to their intended recipients. He would deal with the council tomorrow.

Looking out the window, he rose from his ornately carved table. It was already the middle of the night. He finally felt it was an expectable time to find his mate.

Upon reaching their now shared rooms, he growled low and dangerously. His mate was not there. He sniffed the air and was somewhat mollified to smell that he had been there earlier, for a majority of the day. Following his nose, he searched out his little mate.

Three doors down the royal wing of rooms, he found him. As was Inuyasha's want, he was sat against the wall, his arms tucked into the sleeves of his haori, sword resting in his lap, and head bowed in sleep. Further in the room, the kit lay sleeping on a soft feather bed.

Sesshoumaru resisted the urge to sneer at his mate, even as his youkai grew smug and proud. The hanyo slept on the floor near the door in a familiar position to guard the sleeping kit. Protect the kit from Sesshoumaru? He did not know, not that it would do the hanyo much good. If the Lord of the Western Lands wanted to take his kit, there would be little the hanyo could do about it, especially in his condition. However, his youkai preened inside his head. His ever-watchful little mate not only was strong and fierce enough to sit guard over his kit, but he had not even stirred at Sesshoumaru's approach. The hanyo was either failing at his guard duty and had fallen deeply asleep, or he in his unconscious mind trusted the youkai he could feel above him and did not deem him threat enough to awaken. Sesshoumaru knew that sleeping in a new place after they had already been treated with hostility, it was most unlikely to be the former.

Still, Sesshoumaru was not going to allow his pregnant mate to sleep on the floor if he didn't have to. The youkai bent to pick up the sleeping hanyo. Inuyasha jolted from his touch and his nose flared in unconscious alert, sniffing at the being that had approached him. Inuyasha buried his face into Sesshoumaru's chest as the youkai picked him up, sword and all and carried him to their bed.
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