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The Forest That Bore His Name	By : Raithea Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 17700 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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~~Chapter Eight~~
When Paths Collide
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Sesshomaru soared over the treetops. He had a fair idea of which direction Inuyasha had headed. The hanyou was trying to leave these lands, but at the same time put as much distance between himself and Naraku’s territory. The best way to do that would have been that was to use a tunnel that cut through the mountain, which rested between the main house and the temple. But that had been a hundred years ago, and a quarter century back the tunnel had partially collapsed and become completely impassable.
But Inuyasha didn’t know that and he may very well have chosen to rest within the cave. With little rest and his body still trying to recuperate, the hanyou may have needed a breather at some point. Either way it improved Sesshomaru’s odds of picking up on his trail. But more than catching up with the hanyou, Sesshomaru still needed to figure out what he was going to do with him once he did. It was now very evident that the miko would not be cooperative with this. So what options did that leave Sesshomaru?
He had been contemplating several throughout the night, but not only did he have to contend with the half-breed’s stubbornness, but also the very old magic of the youkai branding, which, if left as it was, would bring Naraku to their doorstep. And although Sesshomaru did not fear the misbegotten creature currently lurking on his borders, that same creature currently had the law on his side. And there was the added danger that in Naraku’s deranged quest to get his property back, Naraku could very well catch a hint of the Shikon no Tama. Something that Sesshomaru had sworn to keep guarded for the very stability of his lands. That hunk of twisting souls, though well harnessed in the miko’s hands, would bring nothing but chaos if discovered.
With all these complications and responsibilities, Sesshomaru’s options were fast twindling. When he had gone to the miko for aide he had hoped that upon learning of the youkai brand, she would have been able to exploit the powers of the Shikon to rid Inuyasha of it. That, however, appeared not to be the case. So with that option no longer viable he had been able to think of only one other route that guaranteed success. An ancient route he was very much loathed to take.
The land passed quickly beneath him and soon enough he came upon the cave. The entrance was largely obscured by a set of two massive boulders, but for those who knew of it those same boulders provided distinct markers.
He landed quietly and looked around for any signs of the wayward hanyou. At first he noticed none. No footprints in the moist soil, no disturbed paths, no markers that should have been had any injured creature passed this way. But as Sesshomaru extended his power over the land, the land itself responded to his blood call. Slowly the path that had been obscured revealed itself to its lord and Sesshomaru could see the trail leading into the cave, but more importantly, a much more recent trail leading out. Despite Sesshomaru’s calculations the half-breed was still on the move. Had Inuyasha taken complete leave of his senses? He should have collapsed by now.
Apparently Inuyasha was as stubborn as he had ever been.
With the mist still hanging thickly in the air Sesshomaru had no choice but to track the hanyou with ground signs; his scent trail was still completely obscured.
He moved swiftly, the land continuing to reveal the trail as he made his way through his forest. Until he came to an abrupt halt at the edge of a stream, where the land revealed nothing more.
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Inuyasha couldn’t believe it. When was the supercilious bastard going to give.up. Inuyasha had done exactly what they both wanted, gotten out of his hair and he was moving as fast as he could to get off his lands. That should have been obvious to Sesshomaru. Hell it didn’t take a fucking rocket scientist to figure out what Inuyasha was trying to do.
And Inuyasha wasn’t stupid. He’d heard that whole supposed hushed conversation between Kagome and Sesshomaru. While it seemed Sesshomaru hadn’t cared for Inuyasha being at the tender mercies of Naraku - probably some fucking family pride thing - it was still painfully obvious he didn’t want Inuyasha around.
And you know what, fuck him too, Inuyasha thought furiously. I didn’t need his goddamn help to escape and I don’t want it now.
He’d fought for years for Sesshomaru’s approval, his acceptance, even as Sesshomaru had avoided this valley almost the entire time he'd lived and now that Inuyasha had come to grips with the fact that he wasn’t ever going to get it, the jerk was coming after him like some hound of hell. Inuyasha’s claws bit deeper into the wood of the tree, where he had taken shelter when he’d felt Sesshomaru’s power seep into the soil.
When he had first found out that the tunnel had been blocked, and after he'd sworn up a storm, he had been oh so tempted to just rest for a little bit inside the cave. His back was a constant screaming wound, his vision kept trying to go out on him, the darkness hovering at the sides, ready to swallow if he didn’t take at least a few short breaks and overall he was just so sore. Naraku’s poisons were apparently still messing with his body and the couple hours he’d grabbed back at the shrine hadn’t been anywhere near enough to fight’em off.
But Inuyasha knew that those people from the shrine might be looking for him, hell even Sesshomaru could have been, just to spite him and to be caught in that cave would have been to be well and truly cornered. So Inuyasha had reversed course and gotten his butt back out of the cave and continued along with circling the mountain. He’d hoped to get around the eastern side before the afternoon sun burned away this blessing of a morning mist but just as he’d started to wade through a stream he’d felt Sesshomaru.
Apparently Inuyasha had been right to entertain the idea that Sesshomaru might be after his mangled ass. Fan-fucking- tastic.
He knew the bastard had picked up on his trail and there was no way he could outrun him in this condition so the best he could do was hide like some kid up in this tree. A tree which had been perched on a boulder upstream from where he had first gone in so there should be no way for Sesshomaru to track him and the foliage was thick enough that he couldn’t be seen from the top or bottom. So as long as he kept still and quiet he should be okay.
Inuyahsa sighed. It was going to be a long fucking day.
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Sesshomaru growled in frustration as he looked around. There were no signs of Inuyasha on either side of the stream, which meant he’d gone in, making tracking near on impossible. There was some advantage to be had for knowing Inuyasha’s goals, Sesshomaru could at least narrow down in which direction he had headed. Downstream of course led down the mountain and into the valley, closer to the estate. So it was a safe bet Inuyasha hadn’t headed that way. But knowing upstream was hardly any better for him, as upstream led to several tributaries that fed into this stream. Still it was a direction and hopefully Inuyasha would have left the stream before it started to break up.
Sesshomaru quickly traversed the closest bank before leaping to the other side, each time checking for signs of Inuyasha as he jumped back and forth across the stream, zigzagging across the water.
As he looked to the opposite shore once again to leap across Sesshomaru casually placed a hand on a tree that guarded this side. And almost immediately he felt an answering thrum of magic to his constant query.
Clever, Sesshomaru thought. The half-breed had gone into the trees and tried to wait out Sesshomaru’s passage. It would have even worked had it been anyone else, but Sesshomaru was master of these lands. And the land never kept secrets from its master.
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Inuyasha jerked back from the truck that he had been clinging onto, feeling the unmistakable pulse of magic. What the hell?! Was all he could think before the whole thing shook as Sesshomaru landed on the branch right next to him, glaring bloody murder, his claws poised to strike.
“Fucking Hells!” Inuyasha shot backwards, immediately losing his perch upon the branch, his body twisting around to brace the fall; when his decent was abruptly halted by a hand on the back of his shirt. Inuyasha reached back with his claws to get the bastard off him, but Sesshomaru was quicker and launched them both from the tree, the twisting landscape causing Inuyasha’s arms to fall to his sides. As soon as they hit the ground Sesshomaru let go; the vertigo of the ride dropping Inuyasha to his knees, panting.
Sesshomaru made no another move, though Inuyasha knew he was still standing right behind him. He shook his head to clear, then jumped and spun around to face, grinding his teeth in frustration as the small move caused the darkness to creep around the edges of his vision once more. How was he going to get himself out of this mess?
Easy, he thought stubbornly, if you can’t make it, fake it.
“What the fuck do you want Sesshomaru. I ain’t got time for your shit today. So get the hell out of my way before I fuck’in make you.”
“Do not be foolish, hanyou, you can barely stand”
Inuyasha’s fangs grinded, Well so much for that brilliant plan.
“You will return immediately to the shrine. I have no desire to prolong this foolishness.” Sesshomaru intoned, his expression as closed as always.
Well fuck this. Inuyasha lunged, his claws reaching to get something out of that too passive face, hopefully blood. But just as he closed the last few centimetres, his target was gone and he felt the grip once more land on the back of his neck, like he was some goddamn puppy that needed to be scruffed.
Inuyasha reached back to get those paws off him, but Sesshomaru merely trapped both wrists in his other hands. Sonofa~! Inuyasha countered by trying to strike with his feet, kicking back like a cantankerous mule. He was promptly shaken until he thought his eyeballs would fall right out of his skull. He let his head fall to his chest, hair falling around him, trying to breathe deeply, otherwise he was pretty sure he was gonna vomit all over himself. He didn’t need that loss of control right now. Of course, had he been facing the pompous ass behind him, he would have simply aimed.
“I am through discussing this half-breed. Do you really think it wise to abandon the protection of your blood.” Inuyasha didn’t even register the frustration in Sesshomaru’s voice, his own rising temper making only his pounding pulse audible.
And that anger simmered and numbed any pain, “There ain’t nothing on these shitty little lands that I want!”
Inuyasha felt the hands encasing his wrists squeeze tighter, as Sesshomaru growled, “You would deny your blood.”
Well that just fucking tears it.
“You goddamn hypocrite,” Inuyasha raged, “You’ve denied my fucking blood my entire life and now that it’s convenient for you, you try to play it like some reserve hand! Well I’m calling you on your goddamn bullshit. You aren’t my brother Sesshomaru and you will never be my fucking pack!”
Without warning the hands holding his wrists pulled forward and Inuyasha had to dig in his toes to stop himself from pitching forward onto his face, while he felt the hand on his neck let go only to seize the back of his collar and yank back. Inuyasha’s body twisted, trying to stay standing, so that he was now next to Sesshomaru, his upper body stretched out. What the..?!!
“If your heritage will not hold you to these lands, then I will chain you to them.”
And with that, Sesshomaru struck.
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