Family Connections | By : Saranwyn Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4204 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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InuYasha awoke, for the first day in a week, without the driving need for sex or an achy pain in his rear end. He also awoke, for the first day in a week, without the comfort of his brother's body curled around his. Groaning, he sat up, realizing how filthy he was. It must have ended sometime last night, and Sessh left immediately, he thought a little sadly, though he didn't know what else he could've expected. Blinking sleep from his eyes, he glanced at the clock. Nine AM. Usually he was up earlier than that. Slowly, he got out of bed and headed to the shower, not even bothering to put clothes on. He opened the door to find his brother there, drying his hair, steam billowing about him, only a towel slung low about his waist. (A/N: cliché, but tell me who doesn't want to see Sesshoumaru, dripping wet, dressed in only a towel?!) InuYasha's mouth went dry as memories of his brother's body flooded his mind. God, he's so…sexy, he thought. I hardly noticed it due to the heat, but he…his body is perfect. Slender, lean, muscular, elegant, gracefully proportioned, small bones, those amazing red stripes…
"Stop ogling me," a soft baritone sneered, breaking him from his thoughts. He looked away, a heavy flush painted over his cheeks.
"I-I…um…" before he could actually collect the words to say something, his legal guardian was brushing past him, shoving him into the bathroom and shutting the door. InuYasha sighed and took a deep breath…which was when he noticed how heavily Sesshoumaru's scent hung in the air. Oh, good lord, he thought plaintively as he felt his body start to react. That spicy, fresh, citrusy scent…I could just live on this scent…A shudder ran through his body and he realized living with Sesshoumaru just got a whole lot harder.
Growling he turned the water on cold and got in. Get a grip, Inu. He's a jerk and he hates you, so don't even go down that road – not now, not ever. He squeezed his eyes shut. You've always expected too much of him. Isn't it enough he houses you and feeds you – though I suppose in a few years when you hit eighteen, he'll just kick you out onto the street…The half demon took a deep breath, shaking his head. What the hell do you care? He's a bastard. Can't wait to get away from him! He viciously scrubbed soap into his hair, so hard his nails dug into his scalp until it was raw and aching. Then he moved to the body soap, not caring that he was leaving long scratches up and down his arms and chest. Dammit, I can't get the feel of him out of my skin! A soft whimper escaped his lips.
"Hurry up!" his brother shouted through the door, causing the boy to stop abruptly. He looked down to see red swirling down the drain with the bubbles. Dammit. He turned off the water and watched as his scratches healed before starting to dry off. By the time he got out of the bathroom, Sesshoumaru had eaten breakfast and was on his way out the door, despite the fact it was a Saturday. "I'm putting in some extra hours at work," he informed his younger brother as he left. The door slammed shut. InuYasha sighed and went to the kitchen to find himself some breakfast. After breakfast, he decided to call up Miroku. He only had to wait two rings before the monk picked up.
"InuYasha?" he asked.
"Hey," the half demon replied.
"I guess this means the heat's over."
"Yeah, ended last night."
"How was it?" InuYasha swallowed hard.
"Um…"
"What?" Miroku pressed. Dammit, I didn't think about what to say. Should I mention what happened with Sesshoumaru? Even if it's a normal demon thing, it's not the same for humans. He might be disgusted. Plus…well…I'm no longer a virgin – in any sense. And I don't know…if I feel comfortable talking about it, right now.
"It was fine."
"Really?" his friend asked, surprised. "I'd heard it's like Hell."
"It was."
"But…?"
"But what?"
"You sounded like you weren't really finished. You said it was fine. So if it was like Hell but it was fine…"
"W-well…um…"
"Did your brother lock you up in your room?" InuYasha's mouth went dry.
"Yes."
"Ah, that had to suck, just lying there, waiting for it to end. But cheer up, I've heard the first one is the worst."
"Um…he…he was in my room…with me." At first there was only silence as Miroku tried to comprehend what he'd just been told. Then…
"WHAT?! He…he…you mean you two…um…"
"Yeah…a lot. It's normal for demons. I mean…T-Taisho did it with Sessh, too, so…um…you know…it's…I think it's fine."
"Well," Miroku tried to sound casual. "That's a step forward in your relationship."
"Not exactly. He's back to usual again, today."
"You mean even after…?"
"Yeah. To him it was just a way to manage the heat. It didn't mean anything."
"And to you?"
"W-well, it's not like I like the bastard, so I don't care."
"…I see. Wanna come over to play some videogames?" InuYasha let out a soft sigh of relief, glad the conversation had switched directions.
"Absolutely. I'll be over in ten." He hung up and went to his room to pick up his necklace. A small shudder ran through him. Sessh is connected to me through his…he thought before slipping it over his head. He made this for me, and insists I wear it even though it connects us… The concealing spell dropped over him, and he left. A soft sigh escaped the half demon's lips. Man, I need to get out more often, he thought wearily. Staying cooped up in the house or school like this wears me down. I can practically feel Aniki's presence in the house, even when I'm alone. Maybe things really will get better when I leave. The only question is can I handle four more years of living in this hellhole?
He got to Miroku's house and knocked on the door. A few moments later, the teen opened it, grinning. InuYasha found himself being tugged inside and all but hurled onto the couch.
"I forgot to tell you, there's this new girl in school – transfer student or something," Miroku began. "Her name is Kikyo. She comes from the country, and she is hot!" InuYasha blinked, shocked by the sudden onslaught of information.
"Um…so?" he asked, frowning.
"Oh…I just got excited because she called. She's coming over to study. I figured you need help catching up, too, so we could all study together. Oh, and she's a priestess, so you don't have the wear the necklace." InuYasha slipped off the necklace, putting it in his pocket with a sigh. He'd been looking forward to just relaxing with his friend. Then again, Miroku was right that he did need to study. "Let me get you something to drink. Want some soda?"
"Just water." Miroku hesitated on his way to the kitchen.
"Depressed about your brother?" he asked softly.
"What?! No! Wh-why would I be upset about him?!"
"Because, let's face it. He used you and tossed you aside like a piece of trash. No matter who that's coming from, it hurts." InuYasha looked away, a scowl pulling at his features.
"I-it's not like that, anyways. He's just being how he normally is."
"Maybe, but less than twenty-four hours ago, you two were closer than any two beings on this earth can be. Don't tell me that you didn't hope things would change between you, after that? Don't tell me you weren't disappointed when he still…you know…acted like he hated you." InuYasha sighed, his shoulders slumping.
"I mean…I…yeah, it would've been nice for him to…I don't know…accept me, just a little, and sure I thought maybe…if he was willing to do that with me, he'd be willing to…" the half demon shook his head. "But you know what? To him – to both of us – it was just a necessity, nothing more, nothing less."
"Don't say that. The two of you engaged in perhaps the most intimate act a person can commit. What's more, dog demons don't do that kind of thing with just anyone."
"W-we don't?"
"Look, demons get a bad rep for being frivolous – particularly in lewd ways – but dog demons are extremely loyal. That's why they inbreed so much. It's seen as some form of betrayal of the pack to just mate with anyone, and it's seen as a betrayal of themselves and their mate – even if they have yet to have one – to engage in sexual intercourse with just random people. My guess is that if Sesshoumaru had ever had anyone before, it was Taisho."
"That's right."
"That's because Sesshoumaru's demon instinct won't let him mate with anyone other than someone it sees as an acceptable mate. Of course, in the heat, I'm sure, being the controlled demon he is, he could choose anyone, but it would feel wrong to him. Unnatural. Unless he intends to take that person as a mate for the rest of his life."
"S-so?"
"So you obviously mean more to your brother than he lets on." InuYasha looked away, scowling.
"Don't even talk like that."
"Afraid to get your hopes up?"
"Sh-shouldn't I be?" Miroku offered his friend a sad smile, but he had to concede the point. It wasn't likely Sesshoumaru was going to change his behavior any time soon, if ever. "I just…I remember…when I was a kid. Those time that he held me. During his heat. On my human nights. A-after mom died. He would never do that, anymore. Anything he does for me now, it's out of duty, because he's my alpha and my legal guardian, so he has to take care of me." Miroku sighed sadly. It was easy for him to brush off that sort of thing, but the connection to a pack was everything to an Inu demon, so even if InuYasha was only half demon, it was still probably the single most important relationship in his life. He was about to say something when there was a knock on the door.
"Let me get that. I'll be right back." He went to the door and opened it. Kikyo stood there, her books in hand. Miroku grinned. "Kikyo! Hey! Come on in. InuYasha's here to study with us."
"InuYasha is the half demon you told me about?" she asked coldly.
"Yup."
"…You know how I feel about demons." InuYasha lifted a brow when he heard this. Does she not care that I'm listening to everything she's saying? He wondered.
"He's different," the monk assured her. "Just give him a chance." Kikyo came into the living room and saw InuYasha. For a long, long moment, she was still. Then, she moved forward to stand right in front of him, staring down at him with dark, curious eyes.
"May I touch your ears?" she asked bluntly. The half demon blinked but then nodded. No one but Sesshoumaru had ever touched his ears before, and his brother had done so only when he was little, to calm him down if he was crying too much. He wasn't sure how he felt about someone else touching them.
"O-okay," he conceded at length. It's not like Sessh is special or anything, he thought bitterly. She reached out and grasped the tip of his left ear firmly between her thumb and forefinger, rubbing gently. It took all InuYasha had not to wince and yank away. Her touch was nothing like Sesshoumaru's. His brother had always been exceedingly gentle, never actually grabbing the ears –only stroking them with the very tip of his nail or the side of his finger, barely touching at all. This girl, even though she meant to be gentle, was coarse and rough in her movements. Even her softest of touches felt like she was yanking on the delicate appendage between her fingers. At last, she removed her hand, and InuYasha let out a sigh of relief.
"They're soft," she commented.
"Y-yeah. I know." She sat down next to him suddenly.
"You're okay, aren't you?"
"What?"
"You're not as bad as mom says demons are." She smiled a little shyly. "I've never met a demon before. Where I come from, there aren't really any demons because the priestesses there drove them away."
"Why did you come to Tokyo?" InuYasha asked. "I mean, if you lived in this nice, little town in the country…I'd never come here, if I were you."
"I came seeking my destiny. My mother died, leaving me an orphan. I felt the urge to leave my home and seek my fate. So here I am."
"Um…oh. Okay. I guess that's cool then."
"Have you found your destiny?" Kikyo asked. InuYasha snorted his amusement. He? A lowly half demon? Have a destiny? She had to be kidding.
"Don't be stupid. I'm just a half demon. An abomination. A mistake. Creatures like me don't have destinies…except maybe to crawl into a hole and die." She laid a hand on his shoulder, watching him with concern written all over her pretty, little face.
"You can't mean that. The universe does not make mistakes. We are all born for a reason. Even the smallest of creatures has a destiny. The world does not waste anything."
"Right, well tell that to my brother," InuYasha grumbled.
"I will," she declared. "He is wrong to fill your head with such notions."
"What? Don't really talk to him! He'll skin you alive! Idiot!"
"Would he really? You sound like my mother. She always talked about demons so hatefully…but you don't seem so bad."
"I'm nothing like my brother. He'll squash you like a bug without so much as looking at you, okay? You steer clear of him."
"Why would he do that?"
"Because, he's a demon. He hates humans. Look, we're here to study, right? So let's study!" Kikyo blinked, surprised by the change of topic, but then nodded and opened her books. Miroku stood in the entryway, completely forgotten. With a half-smile, he walked off to get some drinks before joining them. They both looked up, startled, as he came in.
"Forgot I was here, didn't you?" he teased.
"How can I?" InuYasha demanded. "I can smell you. I was just wondering why it took you so long to get my drink." He grabbed the glass of water and took a long drink from it, draining it halfway, before setting it on the end table. "You going to help us out here, genius, or not?" Miroku laughed.
"I forgot I'm the only one here that's been to class. Alright. I'll walk you through it." He sat down between the two of them and took Kikyo's book onto his lap. "Let's see…poetry. Oh good, I'm good at poetry. First we analyzed the poem by Ono no Komachi…" They listened intently as he read the poem, dissected it, and then explained it's final meaning. Then, he read another poem for them to do the same.
Four hours of studying later, InuYasha stood, right in the middle of Miroku explaining some chemistry. He stretched, ignoring the annoyed look his friend sent him.
"I can't sit like this, anymore," he declared, cutting the monk of mid-sentence. "I'm going outside for a bit." He took out his necklace and put it on.
"What happened?!" Kikyo gasped, staring at him in pure shock. Miroku chuckled, remembering that his reaction had been similar, the first time he saw the concealing spell removed. InuYasha rolled his eyes.
"It's a concealing spell. Did you really think I went around looking like that? Demons and priests and monks and stuff aren't really well-known here." Kikyo blinked.
"They're not?" The half-demon's jaw dropped open.
"No! We're a secret! Isn't it like that where you come from?"
"No…" She smiled. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"Good, because they'd throw you in a mental institution, if you did, okay? Just… be careful, okay? Tokyo sounds a lot more dangerous from middle-of-nowhere-ville, where you come from." She blushed and looked away.
"I-it probably is. Thank you…for looking out for me." InuYasha scoffed and walked off to the backyard, shaking his head in disbelief. How could someone know so little about the world? She was a priestess! Didn't knowing that kind of thing come with the territory or something?
Kikyo stared out the window at InuYasha, her face contemplative. Miroku shut the book, deciding they'd done all they could for one day. He smiled at her and laid a hand on her shoulder. She jumped, but then just smiled back.
"He's not as bad as he tries to act," the monk supplied.
"I can see that. He's really quite sweet, isn't he?" she replied softly.
"Yeah. He's had it rough. Being a half demon is…well, it's no walk in the park. His half demon blood means monks and priestesses don't trust him, demons look down on him, and he's got to hide who is from everyone else."
"He spoke so poorly of his brother…"
"Not poorly. Honestly. Sesshoumaru-san is…well…he's the epitome of what it means to be demon. He's not a demon. He's the demon. And he's InuYasha's pack leader. And he hates humans and anything touched by humans."
"So the way InuYasha talked about himself…is because of Sesshoumaru?"
"Sesshoumaru-san. He won't tolerate humans just using his name without an honorific. If he had it his way, we'd call him –sama."
"He sounds awful."
"He's…I hate to make judgments, especially ones that might get me filleted, but he's pretty mean. InuYasha's right. Just steer clear of him, if you can. Chances are you won't have to worry about seeing him, though. He avoids most people if he can."
"I suppose that's all for the best, then."
"Yeah."
"You know…he doesn't look at all strange, like this."
"Hm? No, he looks like a normal human being, doesn't he." He noticed Kikyo's gaze soften a little as she smiled.
"I like him. He's not nearly as bad as I was worried he might be."
"See? Who was right?" She laughed.
"You were," she drawled dutifully. "Now, I have to go. Tell InuYasha I said goodbye." She gathered her books and went to the door. "See you at school tomorrow, Miroku." Then, she walked off, shutting the door behind her. Miroku went outside to join InuYasha, who was practicing aikido in the lawn.
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