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Through The Well	By : TheKaytla Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 25850 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 9
Disclaimer: I do not own the series Inuyasha, nor its characters.They are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 6
- 7
- 8
Chapter Seven

As Inuyasha disappeared from his sight, Sesshomaru moved forward; he couldn't help himself. He watched the flash of red and silver vanish into the dark as his hands gripped the rim of the well hard, but they itched to... to what? To reach in and pull him back?

Yes, that was what he wanted to do. Inuyasha was back, living and breathing, and now he was trying to leave. It was understandable that he would want to pull him out of the well before it could take the hanyou far beyond his reach. But... that wasn't what Inuyasha wanted.

Ever since they had been reunited, the hanyou had been on edge. Confused. Panicked, even. He'd run almost blindly from their encounter, only to stumble headlong into further confusion and evident distress. It was no wonder he wished to return to where things seemingly had made sense to him.

And with his memories apparently altered or erased somehow, could Inuyasha be happy here? Would he ever be able to reclaim his missing memories or even simply accept the true reality? Somehow, Sesshomaru doubted the latter. His hanyou was so stubborn and unwilling to bend; likely he'd waste so much of his life denying what was real and trying to prove he was right. Nothing any of them could say would change his mind. They would only drive him into a corner.

It was, perhaps, for the best to let Inuyasha return to where he'd come from. It would hurt, but he could hope to satisfy himself by hanging onto this brief glimpse of him. It was more than he'd ever expected to receive.

"Damn it!" a voice suddenly exploded from the well, followed by the harsh sound of flesh impacting something solid. Sesshomaru sucked in a breath, peering down into the gloom. He caught sight of a faint flash of shimmering silver lit up by the dying sunlight and exhaled slowly through his nose, a ball of tension unwinding from between his shoulders.

Inuyasha was still here. The well hadn't activated to take him back. He could wonder why and worry about the ramifications later; all he cared about at that moment was the fact that his brother was still with him. They had time still, and perhaps something could be done to help Inuyasha remember in spite of his contrary nature.

Koga emerged from the trees at that moment, almost visibly bristling like a cat. In a matter of bounnds, he was standing by the well with Sesshomaru, but before the daiyoukai could even so much as open his mouth, the ookami was pounding both fists on the rim, breaking off a section of the degraded rim. He ignored it.

"He fucking went back already, did he?" Koga growled, tearing pointlessly at some of the vines in his temper. "Left without saying a fucking word to me, did he? That fucking asshole, I'll --"

He was cut off as Inuyasha abruptly leapt out of the darkness and drove his foot straight into Koga's face, knocking the off guard wolf clear off his feet. The hanyou landed nimbly just as Koga's back was hitting the ground, and planted one foot in the middle of the ookami's chest. Inuyasha folded his arms, glaring down at the wolf who was busy holding his nose and cringing.

"You'll do what, exactly?" the hanyou asked, then snorted. "Lemme tell you something: of the three of us, I'm the least asshole-ish. And that's saying something."

"You broke my nose, you bastard!" came Koga's muffled growl. And when he pulled his hand away, it was indeed crooked.

Inuyasha shrugged. "It'll heal. And it's an improvement, anyway. It'll draw attention away from how damn ugly the rest of your face is."

Koga's bright blue eyes flashed dangerously and he gripped Inuyasha's ankle in one hand and his calf in the other, shoving to the side. Inuyasha went down, but he rolled with the drop and was on his feet like Koga mere moments later. Then the two of them were in each other's faces, just as Sesshomaru remembered, like no time at all had passed.

"You want me to bust up your face, dog shit?"

"You want me to ram Tetsusaiga up your ass, mangy wolf?"

He might have been tempted to allow them to continue and simply enjoy the exchange, but he could see his brother was stressed. No doubt Inuyasha was thinking about the well and why it had remained inactive, and trying to understand why. It was clear to Sesshomaru that the hanyou would want some time to think.

"For suck's sake, I don't have time to deal with you!" Inuyaasha was saying, further supporting Sesshomaru's theory. As the hanyou pushed the wolf away, he stepped closer to them.

"Koga," he said loudly enough to draw their attention to him. "You should return to the village."

"What? Why --" Koga broke off as Inuyasha took advantage of the distraction to disappear into the trees nearby. "Hey! Come back here, you damn mutt!" He started after Inuyasha, but Sesshomaru caught him by the arm.

"Let him go," the daiyoukai said calmly. "He needs time to think."

"We can't just let him go!" the ookami argued. "What if he runs off again and disappears?"

"I don't believe he will. He needs the well. He'll come back." Sesshomaru turned to look in the direction Inuyasha had headed. "Besides, I'm going after him. I need to talk to him."

Koga's arm relaxed in his grip finally, so Sesshomaru let go. "Yeah... yeah, I guess you do. Shit." He rubbed a hand briskly over his face. "You bring him back home soon, yeah?"

The daiyoukai nodded, and they went their separate ways; as Koga raced back toward the village, Sesshomaru disappeared into the trees in the opposite direction, following his brother's trail.

~*~

Inuyasha stood in front of the Goshinboku with his hand pressed against the trunk's scar.

Or he would have been, if the scar was there. But he couldn't find a single trace of it, not even so much as a dent in the bark. He'd always known without looking exactly where it was, so why wasn't it where it should be? Just in case he was somehow mistaken, he'd walked around the entire damn tree looking for it, but it was simply... gone.

It couldn't have healed. The gouge in the bark had been made by a sacred arrow. A mark like that didn't just fade away. It should have stayed there forever, a silent reminder of so many turning points in his life.

Did that mean... it had never been there?

And what the hell did that mean? That he was the one who was wrong? Didn't the majority vote count in this sort of thing? If everyone in his life, and now even this damn tree, sang the same song and only he was out of tune... didn't that make him the one in the wrong?

Was it possible that his memories were somehow confused, or changed? What could have done that to him? Why? Would he be able to fix it?

And how was he meant to accept it when everything in him rebelled at the thought?

He sank both hands into his hair, gripping hard for a moment, hoping the pain would clear his head. He only succeeded in making his scalp hurt; while absently rubbing it, he found himself checking for bumps.

It was one flimsy explanation. If he'd hit his head hard enough, he might have forgotten a few things and scrambled some others. It was a long shot, but not, he supposed, outside the realm of possibility.

Or maybe... maybe it was just some kind of fucked up dream. He could have knocked himself clean out and this could all just be a nightmare. Dear gods, if that was the case... if he woke up and everything went back to normal... he'd do the most disgusting thing he could think of and kiss Jaken. He was that desperate.

But he'd run his hands over every inch of his head at least twice, and there were no bumps. And he was pretty sure he'd heard somewhere that once you realised you were having a nightmare, the nightmare stopped. Those theories were out, then. What options was he left with after that?

When he felt a familiar youki approaching, Inuyasha wasn't surprised. Sesshomaru had never been the type to give up so easily. He'd been expecting his brother to show up eventually.

He wasn't going to run, though. Like hell was he going to let Sesshomaru chase him all over the place just because the bastard was too stubborn to leave him in peace. He'd tell hm flat out he wanted to be left alone, and if Sesshomaru didn't agree... well, they'd just have to fight it out, wouldn't they?

He hopped up onto a familiar branch of he Goshinboku, running his hand over the bark of it. Everything about this tree was exactly as he remembered right down to the very last twig; it was just one, small thing that was missing and made all the difference in the world. Trying to ignore how he didn't really feel like it was his tree, Inuyasha settled himself with his back against the thick trunk.

It was only a matter of minutes before Sesshomaru appeared. He stepped into the clearing and calmly approached the tree, his eyes drifting up to find Inuyasha sitting on one of its lowest branches. Inuyasha got in first before Sesshomaru had a chance to speak.

"What the hell are you doing, following me around?" he demanded. "I told you to leave me alone. I meant it. Last thing I need is you popping up every single time I turn around."

Sesshomaru stopped once he was underneath the boughs of the Goshinboku, looking up at him. "I don't intend to follow you always," the daiyoukai replied. "I came here only because I have something I need to say. If, after you have listened, you still desire to be alone, you need only ask."

Inuyasha eyed him suspiciously. "Oh, yeah? And what's that?"

The daiyoukai met his gaze, but said nothing. Those eyes held something weighty that he couldn't indentify. For a moment, Inuyasha thought he might change his mind and back out. But then Sesshomaru sighed softly, and the tension faded.

"I merely wanted the chance to apologise."

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I wasn't planning to update for a couple days yet, but I'm booored. Also, I've had a migraine since yesterday so I'm feeling sorry for myself, and some comments might cheer me up. -hinthint-

The Goshinboku scenes, in this chapter and the next, are dedicated to SplendentGoddess. She always gives awesomely detailed reviews whenever I update, showing she really thinks and cares about what I'm writing, which is pure gold for a writer. In those reviews, she also often gives me ideas... in particular with this story.

Although I had planned to use the Goshinboku in this fic, she was the one who pointed out how I'd subconsciously laid out a nice build up for the reveal (yeah, she noticed something I didn't about MY writing xD) and how I could make it much more significant than I had originally intended. Without that, these two chapter wouldn't be as they are now.
So thank you, SplendentGoddess. <3 Your reviews make my day. ^^
For the sake of this not being long on an epic scale, and you guys not being frustrated and confused, questions will start to be answered now. And we'll be moving onto the actual plot. xD

Until then, enjoy <3
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