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The Heart and Soul of the Sun and the Moon.	By : inuyashagirl27 Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 9884 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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I do not own Inuyasha or any of the series characters. I make no money from the writing of this story.
All mistakes are mine and mine alone. (No beta) So please review and let me know if I’m screwing up. (actually, review even if I’m not) Anyway, let me know if I’m doing at least a decent job. Also, I know I use modern slang in this. I don’t think it would be as much fun if I didn’t. This chapter contains foul language, yaoi, incest, anal, oral, and slight fingering. If you don’t like, don’t read! For those of you who do, enjoy!
Shogun-Commander-General
Aniki-Elder Brother
Majo-Witch
Otouto-Younger/Little Brother
Aishiteru-I Love You (Romantic Love)
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Hayato lay in bed with his brother Daichi, discussing the events of the last few days. There had been no further word as of yet about the majo and her sister. Well, nothing of importance. The sisters were still knocked out (how hard had Chikako hit them anyway) and Daisuke didn’t seem to think they would wake soon. If there were others besides the sisters’, the elder falcon knew it would only be a matter of time before the rest of the bastards were found. Nothing stayed hidden for very long when any of The Eight went hunting.
“That’s it. I’m through with waiting, I’ve been lying here all damn day and I’m sick of it. Enough is enough.” Throwing back the covers he went to get up and found himself pinned instead.
“Don’t make me tie you to the bed. Hmm, that’s actually not a bad idea.”
Hayato glared at the younger falcon, who looked as if he was seriously contemplating the pros and cons of such an action. Growling, he let Daichi know exactly what he thought of that idea (though he really wasn’t sure if he was for or against it).
Daichi sighed, “Daisuke wants you to rest for another full day and so you shall. I know you don’t like it, but you’re right, ENOUGH is ENOUGH! Quit bitching, it’s starting to get on my nerves.” Finished he lay back down and put an arm over his eyes. He head was pounding from all the turmoil of the last day and a half.
Hayato finally really looked at his brother, strain lines surrounded his mouth and he seemed to be in pain. Realizing that while his mate was taking care of his every need, he had been putting the poor fledgling through hell. Gods, he knew he was a terrible patient but couldn’t seem to help himself. The falcon was not made for inactivity and waiting was driving him nuts. Still, taking it out on Daichi had probably not been the best way to go about things.
“Roll over, love.” Hayato knew calling his brother that usually softened him a little. He was not overly fond of expressing his emotions, thinking that actions spoke louder than words. Daichi knew this and accepted him anyway.
Removing his arm from his head, Daichi blinked at his older brother in confusion. “Why?”
“I wish to give you a massage. Hopefully it will help with the headache and don’t even think about telling me I can’t. It’s not exactly strenuous exercise.” Hayato said running a hand through his mate’s unbound strawberry hair.
With a grunt Daichi flipped over. Feeling his brother lower himself on his backside and moving his hair clear of his neck, he gave a soft moan. When hands began to kneed and stroke, he groaned and relaxed fully into the bed.
Hearing Daichi’s sounds, the elder smiled. It was not often that he volunteered for this, usually the fledgling had to beg. But he figured the younger deserved something for putting up with him (Hayato was well aware of his many faults, he would have to be in order to become what he was).
Feeling the stress leaving his body, Daichi asked, “So, who do you think Lord Sesshomaru hooked up with?”. Smacking his mate lightly in the back of the head, Hayato said “Must you be so crude?”
“That wasn’t crude. Now if I said boned or fucked or… OW!” Daichi yelled when he was hit harder than before.
“Shut it, fledgling!” Hayato shrieked (what did you expect, he’s a falcon). Though he would never admit that he too was curious as to who had caught his Lord’s attention, he had not noticed Sesshomaru taking an interest in anyone special.
Damn it, Hayato knew he hated being called that. “Shit, you are such a pain in my ass!”
Leaning down licking along his fledgling’s ear, Hayato whispered huskily, “Not yet, but I soon will be.”
~***~
“What?” Inuyasha said testily to the annoying person shoving at him.
“Wake up.” Sesshomaru replied irritably.
“Why?”
Sighing, the voice answered, “We both will need another bath before bed.”
The younger man mumbled, “We can sleep right here.”
“INUYASHA, get UP!” The daiyoukai snapped.
“SHIT, fine! Bitch, bitch, bitch, nag, nag, nag.” With that Inuyasha yanked his brother up and leaped into the bath, landing on the square stone in the middle.
An undignified noise was forced from Sesshomaru throat at the sudden movement.
Lowering himself into the bath, Inuyasha snickered. “Did you just eep like a girl?”
“I have no notion of what you are talking about.” Sesshomaru tried to say with dignity.
“YOU DID! Gods, Sess I LOVE you!” Wrapping his arms around his brother’s back, laughing Inuyasha squeezed him tightly.
Sesshomaru froze hearing the younger man’s words. Kami, how long had it been since someone had said those words to him? Centuries, probably. Though he was certain it had never been said with such unrestrained joy.
“Aniki?” Feeling his brother’s stillness, Inuyasha realized what it was he had blurted out. Damn it, did he have a big mouth or what? For once in his life couldn’t he have just shut the hell up? Groaning, he lowered his forehead to Sesshomaru’s chest and waited for something to happen.
Sesshomaru smiled sadly at the honorific title his brother had bestowed on him, he was sure he did not deserve it. Though one day he hoped to be worthy of it. Running his hands up Inuyasha’s back, under his hair until he cupped his face, lifting it until eye contact was made, the daiyoukai whispered. “Aishiteru… Otouto.”
Sesshomaru swore that the light burning in Inuyasha’s golden eyes rivaled the sun.
~***~
After slowly washing each other thoroughly (in between all the tender kisses) they returned to the now clean bed. With his head tucked underneath his brother’s chin, Inuyasha lazily stroked a thumb across Sess’s stomach. He couldn’t seem to stop touching him. Being with Sesshomaru was bringing out unknown quirks in his personality. Who knew he was a petter? Inuyasha certainly didn’t, but then again how could he? He had never been in this position. Nobody had ever willingly touched the hanyou before.
Well, except Kikyo and Kagome. That thought almost caused him to shudder. Inuyasha’s spirit would have long since withered if he had ever chosen either girl. What with Kikyo’s false betrayal (if he had truly loved her, he would have never had a doubt that she was innocent and vice versa) then her wanting to drag him to hell and Kagome insane jealously and insisting he obey her every command. With either miko he would have been utterly miserable.
He was still trying to wrap his head around the fact that he was really here. Him, Inuyasha, in bed with Sesshomaru. It seemed like one of his impossible fantasies, none of which he had ever expected to come true. That thought reminded him of something. “Sess, why did you ask about the dreams?”
“You told me that you heard me having one. I merely hoped to confirm I was not the only one.”
“Really? Yeah well… I kinda lied about that. Did you freak out as badly as I did?” Inuyasha asked, hoping Sesshomaru would answer and not ask about the first part of his statement.
“What do you mean you lied?” Sesshomaru hauled Inuyasha up on his chest so he could look him in the eye.
Crap, no such luck. Avoiding Sess’s eyes he muttered, “You weren’t.”
Sesshomaru’s eyes narrowed, “I was not… what?”
“Uhh, dreaming?” came a mumbled whisper.
“Then why would you say I was?”
Snorting, Inuyasha said. “I figured if you ever found out that I was having them, you’d kill me. So I thought I’d embarrass you, cuz mine sure did me. Too, I suppose I just like fucking with ya.”
“One of these days, your so-called actions are going to get you in trouble.”
“Yeah, whatever. You know, you can say fuck. I should know, I’ve heard you.” Inuyasha said out of the blue.
Relishing the way his brother’s body felt on top of him, Sesshomaru absently replied. “I would never lower myself to say such a vulgar word.”
“Well, to be honest you really didn’t say it; more like screamed it, I’d have said.” Inuyasha said cheekily.
“What?” Sesshomaru blinked.
“Hmm, who would have thought you’d be so vocal and actually swear during sex?”
He had not, had he? Thinking back, trying to remember… Inuyasha’s tongue had run across his… oh, right. “I do not recall.”
“Would you like me to remind you?” asked a purring voice. “You know, you’re beautiful when you blush.”
Glaring, Sesshomaru started planning on what he was going to do to get even with his brother. Oh yes, trouble was indeed coming. Turning the conversation back to its original subject. “What was it you wanted to know about the dreams?” Running fingers lightly along the younger’s hips.
“Hmph, you’re no fun. When did they start for you? And hmmm, were yours instructional as well?”
“About a year, I think. What do you mean by instructional?” Sliding his hands over Inuyasha lower back down to massage his buttocks, while letting one clawed finger slip between those luscious globes.
“Ummm… mine were pretty graphic. Showed me what to do and ahhh… how to do it. Everything I know about plea… sure, I learned from them. Shhh…iiit.” Inuyasha panted.
Oh Gods, he was beginning to comprehend that Inuyasha had been a virgin. How was this even a possibility? Inuyasha’s actions had not even slightly hinted at this. Surely he had been intimate with at least one of the priestess’. Inuyasha had been so uninhibited sexually that he truly thought he was experienced.
In reality his brother was an innocent (make that had been) and Sesshomaru was beginning to grasp that he had only ever been with him. To be the first to introduce his otouto to pleasure was an amazing aphrodisiac and he grew hard just thinking about it. His utmost thought was he really needed to take him again, and as soon as possible. But first…
Sesshomaru kissed his brother deeply while pushing him completely off and to the side of him. Leaning back he waited for those golden eyes to focus. When the daiyoukai saw they were clear, he kissed him lightly on the lips, rolled over and said “Goodnight, little brother.”
The bedroom was absolutely silent until…
“WHAT? OH, HELL NO! YOU ARE NOT GOING TO BED!” Inuyasha yelled.
Sesshomaru fully expected a reprisal for his actions but once again, his brother caught him completely off guard.
“Fine, then. You can just lie there and take it.” Rolling Sesshomaru onto his back Inuyasha took his full length into his mouth, leaving behind as much saliva as he could. Then quickly positioning his body above, impaled himself on his brother’s dick.
“Shit! Ahhh, you are so… DEEP this way. Ohhhh, fuck!” Inuyasha moaned throatily, grinding his ass in circles. Pleasure and pain were so mixed together he couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. Looking down at Sess, he asked. “Awake yet?”
The daiyoukai only groaned as Inuyasha began to move up and down over his cock. Coherent thought was not of much importance at the moment. By the gods, his otouto was definitely one of a kind.
Smirking, Inuyasha watched Sess’s eyes roll back in his head and started moving faster. His brother would learn soon enough that he had many tricks up his sleeve, though he would never learn them all. Finally he let his thoughts go and simply enjoyed the moment. Throwing his head back, shifting slightly he made sure to hit his prostate with every downward movement. Gods, heaven.
Feeling Inuyasha moving faster, Sesshomaru opened his eyes to watch. Kami, he was so unbelievably beautiful in this moment and when his head tipped back he only looked more so. But the incredibly sexy movement had an unexpected side effect. Every motion caused Inuyasha hair to caress his balls, Gods it was like silk teasing him mercilessly.
“Shit!” Sesshomaru unknowingly swore, he knew he would not last long at this rate. Gripping his otouto’s cock firmly in hand, he started stroking rapidly. Please, please let him cum soon.
Hearing Sesshomaru swear only spurred Inuyasha higher and when his dick was grabbed, he panted harshly. Almost, Gods almost. “Sess…” he whimpered.
“Fuck! Now YASHA, Oh Gods… YES!!!” Sesshomaru bellowed.
Hearing Sess yell, Inuyasha gave in to his own release, screaming his brother’s name. Then crumpling upon Sesshomaru chest, Inuyasha grumbled tiredly, “Stupid bas…tard.”
Sesshomaru whispered softly, “Love you too, otouto.” Closing his eyes, he followed Inuyasha into sleep.
~***~
Waking, Inuyasha was disoriented. Where the hell was he? Not in a tree that was for sure. A comfy bed… now where would he have found one of those? Hmm, probably Miroku… and then the events of yesterday hit him. Trying to bolt upright in bed, he found himself surrounded by a strong pair of arms. Wow, this was actually real and not a dream.
Feeling Inuyasha trying to move, Sesshomaru held him tightly. “Too early. Sleep.”
Chuckling, Inuyasha turned over and murmured, “Morning, Sess.”
“Hmmm, yes it is.” Knowing he was not going to be allowed to sleep any longer Sesshomaru gazed at his little brother with lust.
“Gods really, again? I’m still all sticky and for that matter so are you.”
“If we wait, we would still have to take another bath.” Sesshomaru said reasonably.
“Hmmm, I find I cannot refute your argument my Lord.” Inuyasha said haughtily. “I…”
Sesshomaru interrupted Inuyasha’s surprisingly accurate imitation of a counselor with visions of grandeur. Fully claiming his mouth, thrusting tongue against tongue, he almost sighed in bliss. This was exactly how he wished to wake up in the morning for the rest of his unnaturally long life, he thought devouring his little brother.
Tearing his mouth from Sess’ he said “Ahhh, okay. Remind me later, we need to talk to Daisuke.” Inuyasha groaned as his brother sucked and nipped at his neck.
Pausing, Sesshomaru questioned. “Why, Daisuke? I’m sure he would have told me if he knew anything of importance.”
Inuyasha sighed, “No reason really, but he knows something.”
“Hmmm… but first I will finish what I started.”
~***~
After making love, they cleaned up and once again returned to the bedroom. Sesshomaru handed him a white kimono and chose a deep blue color for himself.
“Isn’t this more your color?” Inuyasha looked at his dubiously, it was going to be entirely too long.
“Just put it on, Inuyasha. It will not kill you.” was all Sesshomaru said.
“I’m gonna look like some dumbass kid playing dress up.” He grumbled, while tying the obi. Yep, the damn thing dragged on the floor.
Sesshomaru only arched an eyebrow and pulled on a thick rope by the bed.
Amaya (once again) knocked softly and entered the room. “How may I assist you, my Lord?” “Send for Daisuke.”
“Of course, my Lord.” Bowing, she left the room but not before winking at Inuyasha.
“HA! She likes me.” The young man said grinning. When he heard a growl, he rolled his eyes at his brother.
“Not like that, get your mind outta the gutter. You should know by now I get along with pretty much everyone, well except the high and mighty assholes. Which is probably one of the reasons we fought so much.” Inuyasha’s smile got bigger if that was possible, spreading his arms wide he ended with, “I mean really, who wouldn’t like me?”
“Arrogant puppy.”
“Nope, that’s you not me. I just happen to know how truly awesome I am.” Inuyasha paused, “Now THAT was arrogant.”
Shaking his head, smiling slightly Sesshomaru watched his brother being his usual playful self. He had only ever seen it when he was spying on Inuyasha’s pack. Which he had not done often, since the young hanyou had an unusually sensitive sense of smell.
Probably developed by all the danger he had been in when he was a pup. Sesshomaru shifted his thoughts away from that topic; he did not wish to think about it just yet. Though he knew they would have to visit the subject sometime in the future and he was not exactly looking forward to it.
“Ya know, you’re lucky my fire rat robes fix themselves otherwise you’d be getting me another set.” Inuyasha unintentionally interrupted his thoughts. Holding up the still damaged clothing he said, “Though usually they repair faster than this.”
Sitting on the edge of his bed, Sesshomaru watched as his brother scowled at the ruined clothing. Letting his eyes roam over Inuyasha, he saw that his brother had been correct. The kimono pooled at his feet and even the sleeves were too long. He did indeed look like a youngster dressing up in their Father’s clothes. Trying to muffle his laughter, he saw Inuyasha’s eyes snap to his and knew he failed.
It just had to be said, “Aww, you’re sooo cute.” Sesshomaru crooned.
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Meanwhile in the East:
Neikan had finally calmed down enough to talk reasonably and his sister, Kuriyama was taking advantage of every minute. Going over some of the day to day business gave them something to talk about without him getting angry again. Kuriyama knew they needed to start talking about what the next step in their plans for the West was, but she was very apprehensive about bringing it up to temperamental lion.
Who else was she to talk to though? Akuma spent all day in trees imaging what her life would be like with Sesshomaru. However, in all her visions Kuriyama knew that they would never be together. Still she would never tell her sister that, it would devastate her.
The eldest, Kumori was also distracted of late. His attention constantly wandered elsewhere and he frequently had a far off look in his eyes. Whatever was going on with him though, he wasn’t sharing.
She was pretty sure Inuyasha had made it to Sesshomaru by now, since she could no longer see the castle. Why that was, she had no idea. Lately in her seeing, Kuriyama only got bits and pieces. They flashed by so fast she couldn’t catch most of them.
Inuyasha was sitting in a window, The Eight eating together, Sesshomaru talking to someone (how was that possible since he was supposed to be incapacitated?) people standing everywhere frozen in shock and the general in the sickroom.
Kuriyama wondered who had given the order for that last one, since it was not supposed to happen yet. None of them had talked about it, so the decision had been made separately from the others. When that was found out it would not go over well. Unless the agent was deviating from the plan and acting on her own. She really hoped that was the case.
“Neikan…” Kuriyama began, introducing the subject softly. “I do not mean to upset you again, but may we talk about what the next stage in the West should be? I can no longer even see the castle and I assume it has something to do with Inuyasha. We have not heard from any of the spies we sent and the only thing I can say for certain is that Sesshomaru seems to be well and the shogun is with the healer.”
A low throated growl was her only answer. Kuriyama actually took that as a good sign (he wasn’t roaring) so she continued. “I don’t know if we should implement the next stage, because the others are lost in their own worlds as of right now. I do know for a fact that Akuma will not agree to the plan and who knows what Kumori is thinking. So I assume it is up to us.”
“Who cares about the general? He matters not. We need to get together with the others as soon as possible. I don’t think we should execute the plan without them, BUT I do not think this next phase ought to be carried out against Sesshomaru. It should now be applied to the half-breed, I’m sure there will be no objections.” Neikan snarled.
He knew that both brother’s needed to die, but it was crucial to him that The Lord of the Western Lands suffer first, at least before they killed him.
Kuriyama was shocked to say the least, “Why, Inuyasha?”
Neikan shook his head, “I truly have no idea, but in the past day I feel he has become the larger threat. Sesshomaru needs to be crushed as soon as possible and for some reason I feel that attacking Inuyasha will accomplish this.”
To say Kuriyama was stunned speechless would be an understatement. Neikan hunches were well known throughout the family. Only one out of a hundred times was there a chance he might be wrong, his intuition was almost always spot on.
“What do you mean?”
Growling loudly, Neikan told his sister. “I don’t know! But something is coming. Something so big, I am constantly filled with dread. If we don’t take out the brother’s soon, I’m pretty sure we can kiss our asses’ goodbye.”
~***~
Akuma sat in a tree day-dreaming about Sesshomaru. She knew in her heart that they belonged together. He was perfection personified and she would accept nothing less. Sesshomaru needed someone he could dominate and she would be the one to give him everything he wanted. The spell her brother had concocted was truly evil and she didn’t like to think about what it was doing to her love. Sesshomaru was in pain and the leopard needed to be there taking care of him. Nursing him back to health would only strengthen their bond until she gave him the antidote.
Closing her eyes and picturing herself wiping the sweat from Sesshomaru’s body, feeding and tending him, until he was strong again. She would never leave his side. Akuma would wait a few moons to give him relief, so that he could see how very dedicated she was to his well-being.
Then once Akuma explained how hard she had worked and suffered to obtain the cure on his behalf, he would be so grateful that he would allow her to become his mate. Only someone truly strong would have been able to heal the Lord.
“We are meant, Akuma.” Sesshomaru whispered softly in her mind.
Blinking amber colored cat slit eyes, sitting straight up, honey colored hair swung around her shoulders, “I know we are, my dearest.”
~***~
Kumori entered his bedroom, stripping his clothing as he went. The dip in the lake calmed him somewhat but he was not entirely relaxed. His private bathing rooms were perfectly suited to what someone of his station deserved. The tiger imagined Sesshomaru’s were just as luxurious, nothing but the best for The Lord of the Western Lands.
As he lowered himself to the hot water, he was thinking about what Sesshomaru was going through. The spell Kumori had made (slightly capable of sorcery, a gift from his father) was meant to attack the youkai directly. It would cause extreme pain throughout the body and suppress demon healing. A truly diabolical incantation. He did not like that he had to use it, but Sesshomaru needed to be taught a lesson.
Even his siblings did not know the real reason behind his wanting to take over the West.
~Flashback~
About fifty years ago (the family had long since gone their separate ways) Kumori had gotten bored and started roaming the world. Not searching for anything in particular, just wandering aimlessly trying to figure out what he really wanted in life. He knew he wished to mate someday, but had yet to find anyone who even remotely sparked his interest.
That was until he happened upon a young demon pinned to a tree. He was pretty enough Kumori supposed and his ears were adorable, but a hanyou was not what he thought he needed in a mate. His silver hair was gorgeous though and reaching out, about to touch, a unemotional voice interrupted him.
“Whatever it is that you are thinking of doing, I would suggest you reconsider.”
Turning around, Kumori saw the most perfect demon he had ever seen in his life. Silver/white hair danced in the breeze, alabaster skin glowed faintly in the moonlight, his demon markings only emphasized his beauty and burning golden eyes took in everything.
Kumori hadn’t heard a threat so his hand kept moving towards that lovely hair, before he could touch however his wrist was grabbed in a vice-like grip and he was thrown away from the boy.
“Do not ever presume to touch what is mine.” The demon said in an even voice, staring at the hanyou with no expression.
“He is your love?” The tiger asked softly, hoping for a negative.
“This one would never let himself be defiled by a filthy half-demon. His life is mine and whether he lives or dies will always be by my choice.” He seemed not to realize that his hand had lifted to hanyou’s face and a thumb brushed lightly across his lips.
The tiger almost snarled at the tenderness of the touch, it did not match what had been said. When the demon turned to look away from the young half-breed, Kumori saw something flash through the golden eyes. Unconsciously he stepped backwards, the emotion had been powerful even though he did not recognize it.
A lethal gaze focused on his movement. “Leave.” The beautiful demon said, venom in his tone.
Kumori fled.
~End Flashback~
He had gone back to the tree with the young half-demon throughout the years, hoping to see the daiyoukai again and although he never showed himself, the tiger could feel his demonic aura close. Later he learned their names, Inuyasha the young hanyou, half-brother to the irresistible Great Dog Demon, Sesshomaru. He had replayed that day in his head over a thousand times. Kumori thought he had figured out the flash of emotion in Sesshomaru’s eyes. Pain. More pain than he ever seen in another being.
The daiyoukai needed to learn that he was not ALL powerful, there were others who could fill that role. Sesshomaru needed someone strong to stand beside him and save him from himself. The tiger knew that deep inside The Lord wanted to be taken care of and while Sesshomaru would demand perfection in a mate, Kumori was sure he fit the requirements. As Sesshomaru would see when Kumori lifted the spell, the tiger was the only one who could heal him.
Stroking himself slowly, he moaned Sesshomaru’s name.
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Well, that‘s all for now. Hope you liked it. Thanks to those who did R&R. Will update as soon as possible.
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