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In Saving You, I Saved Myself	By : CrimsonStained Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 9734 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 5 - I Wish I Knew, Brother
The first thing that InuYasha realized was that he could feel his body again, fully functional – if not a bit exhausted after their previous activities. InuYasha flushed to even think of it. How the hell was he supposed to face Sesshoumaru now?!
He peeked out of one eye, catching his stoic brother staring longingly at the smallest sliver of moon visible. He looked unbelievably… small without his armour and fluffy, puffy, furry… thing. InuYasha had mostly avoided looking at his brother too closely when they were bathing (among other things), but even beneath his haori and nagajuban, the hanyou could see Sesshoumaru was all long, lean muscle.
“Sesshoumaru… what… was that…” Perhaps the perception of Sesshoumaru seeming more approachable without the additional layers fuelled him, but suddenly he couldn’t decide whether to be pissed off and feel taken advantage of, or ashamed, or even fearful. Would his brother have changed his mind and decided that he wasn’t worth the trouble after all? What the hell was he supposed to think now?
“It was necessary.”
“What?! How in the fuck --” InuYasha was at a loss of words, so instead he clenched a fist, pushing up into a crouch to leer at his apathetic sibling.
“In order to share my youki with you, you had to be in a state where you let down all of your guards. If not, your body would have rejected my youki and it would have potentially injured us both in the process,” Sesshoumaru sounded composed but InuYasha knew better, the warm flush in his brother’s face spoke novels to him, “That state is only achievable for you if you’re near-death, or too far gone mentally to ward me off.”
“You could’ve just told me!” He fumed, did that mean it was all just a farce? What was lies, and what was truth? Do youkai truly get that close, or was that an excuse as well?
“It would have changed nothing because you do not trust me, Little Brother. Even if I had said I was to heal you, you would’ve stubbornly fought back – consciously or otherwise,” Sesshoumaru ignored the strange pull deep in his chest as he said the words, words they both knew to be true; so why would they set him off now?
“It was… all just… to heal me?” His breathless voice steeped with disbelief as he pulled back to look into his siblings aureate gaze. His awareness was slowly returning to him leaving him with only more questions.
Sesshoumaru analyzed the situation, silently holding his brother’s gaze, Why does he sound so surprised? After all that has transpired in these last weeks, is it truly so hard to believe that this one would provide his assistance where he could? He slow-blinked out of his trance before stating clearly, “Indeed. I did.”
“Why,” InuYasha averted his eyes stubbornly to the ground, glaring hard at a piece of grass. Internally, everything was a mess; he was angry, and embarrassed, but hurt and… sad? Wait, why the fuck was he sad? Things weren’t making sense anymore! Nothing had been making sense ever since Sesshoumaru came along and fucked up what little semblance of a balance he’d created.
“Why would I not if I should be capable of it?” He reply was immediate, anatomizing the emotions flashing behind his brother’s eyes.
“Because you hate me,” InuYasha’s tone brooked more assurance than he actually felt as he scowled deeper.
“Perhaps I may have at one point in time, but such a time has long since passed.”
Suddenly InuYasha broke his gaze and refused to meet his eye, pushing himself to his feet with a slight stagger. He glared at the ground for a moment before scoffing, “Trust, huh?”
Sesshoumaru glanced over at InuYasha, silently analyzing the dark expressions shifting behind his eyes. He could scent the turbulence in the hanyou’s emotion; a cascade of hurt and distrust then shifted to anger, which shifted to uncertainty, “InuYa-”
“Just how the fuck am I supposed to do that,” He spat bitterly; anger, shame, and self-righteousness fuelling him. He pushed aside the emotion’s he didn’t dare deal with, the ones that were causing the internal strife in the first place, and instead opted for the feelings he knew how to betray, or at least was comfortable belaying, “How am I supposed to trust you when this is how it always turns out?!”
Unable to find – or even know - the words InuYasha needed to hear, Sesshoumaru remained silent as the hanyou turned on heel to stride from the clearing. His ears drooped low as he whispered to himself, “Why is it always like this…”
The Daiyoukai averted his eyes from his brother’s retreating form; a foreign feeling was arising from deep inside his chest, pulling and tugging guiltily at his soul. Even though he knew InuYasha’s words were likely not meant to be heard by him, they gave Sesshoumaru a touch of hope. He wasn’t alone in contemplating their mangled relationship; he found himself responding softly to the emptiness around him, “I wish I knew, Brother.”
InuYasha did eventually return, freshly bathed of Sesshoumaru’s scent, and simply told his silbling they were to make use of daylight. He gave no indication of still being upset, merely resumed his normal (read: cranky) disposition and life carried on it seemed. The inu youkai meandered after his hanyou brother in silence, the two lost in their own thoughts.
Neither spoke much for the remainder of the journey back to the village of Edo, Sesshoumaru easily keeping up with the intense pace InuYasha set over the three days it took. InuYasha only slowed when they were reaching the village where his friends resided, suddenly finding himself on the outskirts with no explanation to tell his friends as to why Sesshoumaru was accompanying him.
“You have stopped,” Sesshoumaru glanced back at him, quirking a slim brow.
InuYasha scowled and pushed past, he’d figure it out, “It’s nothin’, c’mon. Your froggy little shit awaits his highness.”
Sesshoumaru steadfastly ignored the glaringly obvious stares of the villagers in the days dying light. He concluded that they didn’t know he could hear their whispers no matter how much they lowered their voices; though it was surprising to find that the only reason alarms weren’t being raised was because he was with InuYasha.
Sesshoumaru recognized the scent of Rin, Ah-Un and Jaken far before he registered his brother’s pack. A feeling of elation engulfed the Lord that he was helpless to prevent, finding himself a little more than slightly eager to see his young ward once again.
The couple approached a hut that surpassed any of the others in size, a plume of smoke puffing merrily from the top to ward out the chill. Sesshoumaru could hear laughing inside, and many bright voices. He idly wondered for a moment if he weren’t to return, what would truly change?
The youkai was surprised out of his sullen thoughts as his hanyou brother pushed a palm into his shoulder, throwing him off balance and casting back a smug grin before pulling aside the cloth covering.
“InuYasha!!” His brother’s name was called in a symphony of welcoming. He could hear his brother brushing off their worry with hasty embarrassment.
The youkai suddenly became distracted as Ah-Un appeared with a snort, pushing it’s heads lovingly against his shoulder and cheek. He felt slightly reprieved from his awkwardness and hesitancy to enter the ninjin dwelling as he stroked their necks respectively.
“Ya know, I’m preeeetty sure someone’s waiting for you out there,” InuYasha’s voice spoke in low tones inside the structure.
“Sesshoumaru-sama!!” Rin’s cry of elation pierced the air only seconds before her small form burst from behind the covering and was colliding with his thighs, her small face rubbing tears into his obi, “Sesshoumaru-sama!! You’re back! You were gone for so long, but Rin knew you’d be back!!”
It surprised everyone else in the hut to see Sesshoumaru through the now half-hanging fur covering over Kaede’s doorway, but even more so when the demon gently laid his large hand against the crown of her head. She pulled back to look at him with excited, watery eyes and a small grin, “Welcome back M’Lord!”
InuYasha couldn’t say what it was, but something about the way he treated the child so gently really grinded his gears, his scowl pinching a bit deeper. Sesshoumaru hated him for his dirty blood, yet showed what, for Sesshoumaru, was a blatant display of affection to a young human girl. He remembered being her age; in fact, he was only slightly younger than she when he’d first discovered about Sesshoumaru’s existence…
The young hanyou turned sparkling golden eyes onto the thin frame of his mother, holding out a freshly picked daisy with a toothy grin, “Here, Mama!”
His mother stooped low with a warm smile, “Why thank you, InuYasha, whatever did I do to deserve such a beautiful flower?”
“Because!!” InuYasha hooked his hands behind his back, speaking in a matter of fact tone, “You said I’m s’pose to always give flowers to the woman I love!”
His mother felt fiercely prideful of her son and patted his head with a chuckle that quickly became overtaken by a coughing fit.
She tried to send me a consoling smile but the incessant coughing prevented her from speaking until she was sweating and shaking uncontrollably, InuYasha thought, frowning at his memories as his eyes darkened.
“InuYasha… You must listen… carefully,” She clasped his chin and forced him to face her, “InuYasha… When I should pass, you must know… You are not alone… I’m… sorry to have kept it from you for so long.”
“Kept…what?” InuYasha cocked his head, his eyes widening as his mother swayed and fell on her hip. She had a funny smell on her breath, one that InuYasha had never identified before. It was sickly sweet but shadowy as well, with a hint of copper.
“You have a sibling… He’s your elder half brother.”
Even as excitement swirled deep in the hanyou’s gut, his small hands fisting as worry for his bearer overwhelmed the feeling.
“Mother… You’re going to be fine…”
“My dear, InuYasha, an individual can only ever escape death naught but once,” She smiled knowingly, “Your brother, his name… Is Sesshoumaru.”
At the time, the young half-demon wondered why his mother’s tone sounded so reluctant to inform him of his sibling, and why she’d waited so long. It wasn’t far after that InuYasha’s mother passed away peacefully in her sleep, and any dreams InuYasha had fabricated about his mysterious, elusive half-brother, had come crashing in like a hurricane.
“Sesshoumaru-sama!” Jaken’s voice pulled InuYasha from his memories and grated the inu’s already-strained nerves. Already in something of a bad mood, InuYasha decided to poke a bit of fun at the awkward youkai.
“You know… Having her call you Lord and shit… That’s kinda perverted and kinky, do you think?” InuYasha cackled loudly before leaping from the doorway with a sharp “Epp!”

Sesshoumaru’s youki whip striking sharply where he’d just resided, even still the attack seemed only half-assed on the youkai’s part.
Sango, and Miroku’s jaws dropped, even Kirara looked a bit frantic, their wide eyes flickering between the hanyou and youkai, fearful for a moment that InuYasha had just spoken his last words.
Kagome abruptly laughed aloud at the spectacle the brothers were causing, which seemed put the others at ease a little, if not causing confusion to arise. What was going on? Having Sesshoumaru suddenly show up was expected especially since they had Rin in their company during his absence, though the thought of it and that actual situation still had adrenaline pumping through Miroku and Sango; caution comes with age.
“Shippou-kun told me you’d return,” Rin grinned wider, happily pushing her head against his large hand.
“Shippou?!” InuYasha peered at the young girl, his consternation evident in his face before rounding and pinning the fox kit with a look of suspicion.
“Yes!” Rin responded, pulling back a little father to speak directly to the hanyou, causing Sesshoumaru to drop his hand, “He said not to worry because you had left to help him and that you’d bring him back no matter what! So, Rin stopped worrying!”
All eyes were now on the proud fox who stuck his little chest out a little further with an assured nod.
“Hey, hey, hey!!” InuYasha chased the kit outside and scooped him up with a laugh to noogie the small youkai, earning him a pained cry, “Little shit knows more than he lets on!”
“InuYaashaaaa,” Kagome drawled, her dangerous tone alone had the hanyou opening his palms in defense.
“Wa-wait, Kagome!!” Wide golden eyes locked onto azure as Shippou scurried away in his peripherals.
“SIT!”
“GUHHH!!”
The rest of the Inutachi shook their heads while Rin consoled a tearful Shippou and Sesshoumaru overlooked the entire situation. He huffed softly, vaguely wondering why he had expected anything to change in their absence. The miko’s interference with his brother bothered him a bit, he didn’t like that she had such a demeaning control over him.
Kagome chose that moment to turn to their friends and began excitedly retelling her part in the story, the dam that had been keeping her lips shut had crumbled when the truth had come to light.
It was only Sesshoumaru who noticed Rin sneak away from the group to kneel by InuYasha as the spell relinquished its leash from the hanyou’s neck.
He gave her a suspicious glance as he sat up, “What d’you want?” He asked sheepishly while he rubbed at his collar. It was probably the closest that Sesshoumaru had come to letting out an unbidden chuckle as he observed the sheer look of panic and unease that crossed his brother’s face when Rin threw herself into his torso, wrapping her small arms around him.
“I-I, ahh, kid? What? I don’t know- are you… Nnngh!” Wide golden eyes looked to his friends who were absorbed in Kagome’s story before back down to the lump of hair and clothes attached to him.
I imagine he must have had a similar expression, or perhaps one even more humorous, when I had embraced him, Sesshoumaru mused, cocking his head slightly as he gave another languid stroke down Un’s neck, In hindsight I wish I had thought to look … Anything that put his brother off kilter was enjoyable to him.
Rin tightened her arms, nosing into his chest as she scrunched her eyes shut, putting as much of her heart-felt emotions into the hug as she was able and mumbled, “InuYasha-sama… Thank you.”
InuYasha hesitated, his empathy projecting the feelings he would’ve had if someone had been able to save his mother; it put an immediate damper on his embarrassment. His eyes softened as he allowed his muscles to relax, one arm coming around to pat the child lightly on the shoulder, “It’s just InuYasha, kid. I ain’t no one special.”
Suddenly Sesshoumaru’s head snapped up to the sky, his eyes narrowing. The change in the youkai’s energy drew InuYasha’s eyes, “Sesshoumaru?”
The humans gave pause in their storytelling as InuYasha’s tone raised their suspicion. Suddenly the wind started to pick up and swirl around the inu youkai as he called upon his youki, his eyes bleeding to red while a growl echoed deep in his chest.
Getting the hint, InuYasha gently detached Rin and stood, pushing her behind him while he drew his sword.
Silent alarms raised, the ninjin burst into motion, Kagome grabbed her bow and rushed forward to clasp her hand around Rin’s wrist, taking her a few feet back from InuYasha as Shippou scurried up onto her shoulder, “What’s going on, InuYasha?”
Sango shed her outer clothing layer, deftly tying her katana to the waist of her slayer suit before grabbing Hiraikotsu and positioning herself beside the young miko’s right; Miroku flanking Kagome’s left as he withdrew a few sutra from the folds of his robe.
“That stupid bitch… She’s not dead,” InuYasha hissed, clenching Tetsusaiga’s hilt tighter. He could smell her, her scent saturating into the air.
Miroku met Sango’s eyes behind Kagome, they truly didn’t know enough about this witch to know what to expect, but they knew it wouldn’t be easy.
The sound of wing beats filled the evening air putting everyone on high alert before Sesshoumaru shifted into his true form, garnering all but InuYasha’s attention, marvelling in awe at the sheer size and ferocity of him.
Then Sesshoumaru was airborne, colliding with a creature that appeared in the sky, it let loose a piercing cry.
“HOLY FUCK!” InuYasha sword, taking a few steps forward, “THAT’S A GODDAMN DRAGON!!”
Kagome’s mouth parted in fear for the demon that roared and crashed into the scaled creature again, dodging as it blew a stream of fire towards him. It’s body rivalled that of Sesshoumaru’s, only minutely smaller with a long body fringed with four beating wings. The beast had four heads, each one seemingly able to control a different elemental property.
“No, it’s not a real dragon,” Miroku spoke softly, his indigo eyes squinting slightly; it was almost as if he were looking past the two beings in combat, “It’s a spell…”
“A spell?” InuYasha glared over his shoulder, “There’s no way that’s a spell!!”
“He’s right, it’s dark magic – a hydra conjuration,” Sango grunted, pulling Hiraikotsu closer, preparing to engage in battle if necessary as Sesshoumaru snapped his poisonous jaws at a leathery wing, snarling as spears of ice perforated his right haunch, crimson red marring his luminescent coat, “The trouble is its regeneration skills- if you cut off one head, it sprouts two!”
“A—Wait, what!?”
“They have… Poison too! It’s very strong venom in it’s saliva and blood!” She stuttered out as she thought, gouging into the deep recesses of her mind from the small amounts of information she knew on the topic, “On top of the fact that it’s an elemental wielder of course, sometimes they can only use one element – generally fire. This one, obviously more…”
“Sesshoumaru-sama…” Rin whimpered, watching the spectacle with worried eyes, cringing as blood slopped messily to the ground around them.
“Don’t worry, Rin-chan,” Kagome said softly, attempting a reassuring smile, “It seems like a lot more than it is because we’re so much smaller…”
“Shit… I have to tell Sesshoumaru…. Goddammit! Stop bleeding on us, you asshole!!” InuYasha yelled as he swung Tetsusaiga in an arc, drawing up the wind scar. Kagome knew the pretentious anger was actually worry, even him yelling before summoning the wind-scar was meant as a warning for his brother to move. The blades of youki ripped into the hydra, injuring it but not fatally. Even as blood seeped from the lacerations, they healed before everyone’s eyes as two heads turned towards InuYasha. He swore before taking off, streaking across the ground; one head started sparking brightly from its open maw while the other huffed plumes of dark smoke, fire burning in the back of it’s throat.
“InuYasha, wait!!” Sango yelled, but the hanyou was already out of hearing range, “They can also… have… secondary magic attached.”
Miroku sagged in defeat, “You’ve got to be kidding!”
“Unfortunately not,” Sango glanced at him gravely, “They generally aren’t such a big issue, easily defeated with fire in most cases. I’ve never seen a hydra nearly this big before though…”
“With fire? Why fire?” Kagome asked, squeezing the two close to her in protection.
“The trick is that you need to destroy the whole thing at once, either faster than it can repair, or in a one-and-done shot.”
The giant dog glared down at them and barked sharply at the hanyou before he reverted his attention back to his foe; dodging one head that continued to attack him virulently with its jaws.
Sesshoumaru became distracted when one head sent a current of fire at the hanyou, watching as the wave engulfed his brother. InuYasha! Fear swamped the youkai for a split-second before InuYasha burst forth from the river of flames unscathed, holding his long red sleeve before his face for protection while the other gripped his blade.
The fire rat fur, of course, Sesshoumaru was surprised he hadn’t realized the full potential of his brother’s robe beforehand, it had been given to him from their father after all. In his preoccupation, the inu hadn’t realized that fourth head that had yet to engage had moved beside him until it was too late, and it was sinking its teeth into his ribs riding him down and driving him from the sky.
InuYasha’s golden eyes blew wide as he watched his half-brother’s massive form plummet to the ground, claws gouging the earth to stop his momentum. The dragon landed as well, it’s four heads swivelling back and forth almost tauntingly.
“Shit!” InuYasha cursed as one of the heads came towards him, he ducked sideways, narrowly avoiding becoming dinner.
Sesshoumaru growled, flicking his tail and hackles raising high as he took an offensive stance and pulled his lips back to bare his teeth viciously; and then the fight recommenced. Sesshoumaru threw himself at the hydra, the two rolling end over end as they scrapped, teeth gnashing, feet kicking and claws swiping. All four heads focused on the youkai, swooping in to take passes at his flesh.
Through the chaos, InuYasha tried to ignore the yelps that reverted to growls, and the gasps of pain, as he dashed on, doing what he could to obviate merely getting stepped on.
Two heads of the conjured hydra bit into Sesshoumaru’s scruff, working in tandem to throw him sideways.
“Sesshoumaru!” InuYasha yelled over the sound of the earth ripping up, leaping into the air. He ran along the tree tops, sending another wind scar speeding towards the giant flying lizard, distracting it while his half-brother struggled to his feet, red eyes glowing dangerously, “Sesshoumaru, wait!”
He knew it was only the cause of years of practice and patience that Sesshoumaru didn’t dive back into the fray as he jumped into his brother’s soft fur. He found himself vaguely wondering if this was what Myouga felt like all the time as he scaled up his bother’s leg.
He weaved his way through the pelt over Sesshoumaru shoulder, looking into the ice blue iris that glanced back at him, “If you fuckin’ chop the head off one of these bastards, it’s gonna make two more!”
Sesshoumaru disregarded him with a snort, turning back to his opponent. InuYasha felt the muscles slide and tense beneath his feet, “It’s also very venomous… Not that that information is super helpful to you, you’re already full of bi—ahh!!”
InuYasha dropped into open air as Sesshoumaru began condensing into his smaller humanoid form, “You fucking jerk! Warn me next time you’re gonna do that!”
“There are more important matters at hand, InuYasha,” Sesshoumaru hissed, sometimes the hanyou’s blatant ignorance made him so frustrated.
“Yeah yeah, anyway! Sango said that –“
“I know what the ninjin said, I want to know if you know how to kill it!” Sesshoumaru interrupted him hastily.
“Well… I-I didn’t ask that… I just, well I…” InuYasha’s mumbling faded away as he pouted, feeling foolish that he hadn’t asked. Suddenly InuYasha found himself roughly jerked by the collar of his haori, and for a moment he was certain Sesshoumaru was going to punch him. A millisecond later, a toothy maw ripped into the ground he’d be standing on, as he watched, helplessly drug behind his brother as he landed.
“You FOOL!” Sesshoumaru spat, letting go of his top and rounding on him with an incredulous expression; at any other moment such an open display of emotion would have caused the hanyou to be thoroughly surprised – just not in one where the fact that his life was currently in imminent danger had had been shoved in his face.
“I’m fine!” InuYasha growled, rolling a shoulder roughly before being forced to leap out of the way of another attacker.
Sesshoumaru reached for Tokijin before pausing and dropped his hand, swords would do him no good in this battle. He easily dodged another head, moving with ease despite the injuries gained when he was in his canine body.
They regenerate easily… One head will split into two if cut, so how do you destroy something that is immortal like no other being, Sesshoumaru darted to the side, not engaging in anymore rage-fuelled futile battles. Rage was not what he needed in this moment.
There was an abrupt shift of power in the air that sent a shiver down Sesshoumaru’s spine and set his hair on edge. He glance up as an arrow drenched with reiki burst overhead, disintegrating one of the four heads; it’s decapitated neck dropped to the ground with a sickly thud.
“Kagome! Stay back!” InuYasha’s voice blared from his far right.
The miko, her powers worked… Sesshoumaru flicked his gaze over the seared end of the hydra’s flesh, It’s cauterized the flesh. Hn.
Meanwhile, InuYasha was trying to get to the same answer Sesshoumaru just had, sheathing his Tetsusaiga. He glared over his shoulder from the direction the arrow had come from, Stupid wench better keep back or it won’t be the hydra she should worry about being killed by.
He turned to dash forward, figuring he’d come to an answer when he was put on the stop. Out of the corner of his eye, something flashed, drawing his attention. There stood his brother, wielding that godforsaken whip of his, “No you fucking idiot! Didn’t you listen to me?!”
Said idiot ignored him and lashed through another neck, he gaze never once straying from his target, “GODDAMMIT SESSHOUMARU!”
Sesshoumaru glared at him from across the battlefield as another neck flopped to the ground, still twitching as electrochemical impulses continued attempting travel.
Wait, what? It didn’t grow back? InuYasha whirled back with a smug grin, this just became easier! He drew Tetsusaiga once more, brandishing it cockily before sending the wind scar racing across the last two.
As the light faded to reveal the bloody stumps, InuYasha’s grin slowly faded, something was wrong… Four heads reared up once more, each gathering power in their throats. If it had been any other situation, Sesshoumaru may’ve actually chuckled at the humourous look of total disbelief mixed with an ‘oh-shit’ expression crossing his brother’s face.
“For fuck sakes, InuYasha!”
“SHIT! Why the fuck could you do it and not me?! Wait! You just swore!!” He turned wide eyes onto his ‘prim and proper’ brother, “You just said fuck!”
The elder glared at him for a split second before a whip was lashing his way. There was a split second in which InuYasha realized the whip encircled his arms to his waist, and then he was careening into the forest.
Hitting the ground hard, he rolled, coughing as he tried to learn how to breathe again; Goddammit, that fucking hurt! “You… Fucking… ASSHOLE!”
“Learn to pay attention, hanyou; for that is twice in this day that this Sesshoumaru has saved you,” Sesshoumaru flew overhead, his claws glowing green as he called forth his youki.
“I didn’t ask for your help!” The half-demon retorted as he observed in the front row seat to the spectacle that was his brother, masterfully weaving his whip through the air; the bright strip zigzagged back and forth so fast he could barely see it. Truly, InuYasha was in awe watching his demon sibling twist and spin back and forth in a skewed semblance of a deadly dance.
“One should be thankful to his saviour!” Sesshoumaru growled, turning his attention fully onto InuYasha who drew his ears back. Awe was gone, now he scowled to save face.
“Yeah? Well one should mind his own fucking business and not go tryin’ to help people that don’t need it!” InuYasha fisted his right hand in front of his face as he stood up to his brother, pieces of the hydra dropping heavily into the ground around them, completely unnoticed by the duo.
“You overestimate yourself, Brother. Though you may not have wanted it, you did require it,” Sesshoumaru snapped, facing down the glaring hanyou.
“Did not!”
“I will not engage in this childish fight.”
“You just know I’m right!” InuYasha sneered at Sesshoumaru, earning a disapproving stare.
“InuYasha! Sesshoumaru-sama! Are you guys alright?!” Kagome’s voice interrupted their fight, drawing the two inu’s attention to the humans running towards them.
“Were fine!” InuYasha raised his hand and waved them down.
“Yes, thanks to me,” Sesshoumaru added snidely, low enough only for his sibling to hear.
“What?! That’s a fucking load of bullsh--”
“InuYasha!” Kagome cut him off in her arrival, stopping just short of colliding with him, raising a hand to investigate his wounds, “You’re not hurt, are you?”
“I’m not, no,” InuYasha replied, feel a little bashful under his brother’s eye as Kagome fawned over him.
Sango was the next to ask, “How did you know to cauterize the flesh in order to stop them from growing more heads?”
“Cauterize the who what now?” His immediate reply alone disproved any notion that InuYasha had been a help in the battle at all; thus the three adult humans turned to Sesshoumaru.
“It was an easy deduction once the miko loosed her arrow; it would’ve more efficient if InuYasha hadn’t attempted the Wind Scar.”
Shippou was first to pipe up, “Hopeless without me!”
“WHAT DID YOU SAY?!”
“Ah, I knew it,” Kagome sighed resignedly, “You know, he really does mean to be helpful, Sesshoumaru.”
“WHAT?!”
The rest of the group nodded, or sighed, drawing down InuYasha’s self-righteous response, “Oh, fuck all you guys! I am too helpful!”
Sesshoumaru ignored the banter and glanced down at Rin, his eyes asking the question he did not speak aloud.
Rin smiled up at him with a nod and giggled, “Rin is A-okay!”
“As am I, Sesshoumaru-sama!” Jaken pronounced, attempting not to show the defeat on his face when Sesshoumaru turned away in dismissal; he also ignored the young mortal patting his shoulder in sympathy.
“InuYasha, we must go,” Sesshoumaru’s voice quieted everyone else’s as they parted to let the Daiyoukai wade forward.
“What, go where?” It was the beginning of the night, and he wanted them to fucking go somewhere?
“It is no longer safe to stay stationary; the magi is still casting which means she’s alive somewhere. The longer we reside, the more likely your precious village ninjin will be in danger of perishing prematurely.”
He fucking hated when his brother was right. InuYasha looked around the group before nodding, “Yeah, he’s right… it’s probably best even to put some distance between us and the village now. They aren’t gonna be too happy if they find out we drew that dragon, and that the giant vicious dog is actually shithead over here – ouch! Did… Did you just fucking throw a rock at me?! And you call me childish?!”
Sesshoumaru pretended not to be listening as he examined his claws, causing InuYasha to stew in anger, “Why I oughta…”
“Okay boys, no more fighting. C’mon, I gotta head back and grab my stuff before we head out. The sooner we’re on the road, the better. Night’s going to get dark real fast,” Kagome interjected nervously, holding her hands up harmlessly.
Miroku said a prayer as he placed several purification sutras on the hydra’s body, each one lighting aflame and turning blue as the body disintegrated into ash, slowly floating off in the wind. As the group retreated back to the village to prepare, no one glanced back to see a mouse composed of the cremation soot climb from the powder and scurry after them silently.
Naraku chuckled maliciously, his crimson eyes aglow with amusement, “Why Riko-sama, your powers are sublime. I do believe I made the right choice in investing in you.”
He clenched his hand around a jagged piece of obsidian infused with a dark jewel shard, feeling the power throbbing from within it, “Be patient, I am almost finished creating your body; then we’ll proceed with the ceremony to transfer your soul. Afterward, you can get revenge on those inu brothers…”
A/N: Hello again all! Thanks for sticking around for the (short) undetermined amount of time. I. unfortunately, still do not have a computer. Luckily, they were able to save my files and put them on a drive, and now and again I'm stealing my relatives laptop. This means that, while I'm still here, my updates MAY still be affected. I'm going to try for every week or two, generally my normal Sunday night updates.
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