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Fifty Years	By : nika1280 Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 27198 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, Sesshomaru or any other character from the series created by the wonderful Ms. Takahashi. I do, however, own any OC's and the plot to this story.

Thanks to Snowfall and Tryst for beta reading this chapter. They rock!!! Read their stories.

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Life had settled into a semblance of normalcy. In the mornings, the kids had their studies and in the afternoons, they practiced their fighting techniques. It was a hectic time for Inuyasha, Shippo and Kirara�teaching and training the kids, cooking and cleaning for all nine of them, hunting and tending the garden nearly exhausted them, but they had to do it. Shippo and Kirara realized that Inuyasha didn�t want anyone to know where he was and they had limited money, so they didn�t hire anyone to help them around the den. The household and family duties were the least of their worries, however, as they noticed a marked weakness in Inuyasha. Six weeks after the family arrived, Inuyasha discovered something that was going to make life infinitely more difficult: he was pregnant.

He�d had trouble sleeping ever since he�d left the castle. Inuyasha had become so accustomed to lying with Sesshomaru at night that his body ached for his mate�s presence, but he ruthlessly stamped down those feelings. His beloved thought that he�d cheated on him and carried the child of another demon. If Sesshomaru�s heart was so fickle that it was so easily swayed by the blasphemous lies of others, Inuyasha would not return. He would learn to deal with this loneliness, this heartache, if only for his kids.

The half-breed was so lost in thought he almost didn�t notice the familiar twinge in his stomach or the bitter taste in his mouth until it was too late. Running outside, Inuyasha fell to his knees and vomited.

�No...�

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Once again, Inuyasha was expecting, only this time there would be no lover to help him through the cravings and mood swings. There would be no Sesshomaru to rub his back or make love to him. He was completely and utterly alone and he knew that would never change. Inuyasha curled himself into a ball and cried out all his sorrow and heartache with only the full moon bearing witness to his desolation.

The pregnancy was a difficult one, far more taxing than any of his previous ones. Inuyasha was much more easily tired and had to scale back on his duties. He could no longer train with the kids, only instruct them from the sidelines as Shippo and Kirara aided them in their exercises. He oftentimes found himself falling asleep during his children�s studies. During his seventh month, Inuyasha felt a familiar pain in his chest and passed out before he could sit down. After that, Shippo and Kirara bothered him so much that he mainly stayed in bed, having the children do light studies around him. It was a rough time for everyone...

"Keiji! Akeno! Stop that right now!" an exasperated Shippo yelled at the twins.

The two boys had decided to torture their younger brother by taking his favorite book and holding it over the fire. Mareo was crying for his book while his brothers laughed at him and kept lowering the book closer to the flames. A startled yelp came from one of the boys, and as the flames licked his hands, he dropped the book. Mareo�s eyes widened in horror and with a speed that rivaled his mother�s, he dashed across the room, pulling the book away right before it touched the flames. Satisfied that his precious book was unharmed, Mareo turned angry gold eyes toward his twin brothers.

"My book," Mareo cried, lunging at his brothers. With a flying leap, he knocked down both Keiji and Akeno, all three boys falling noisily to the floor. Raising his fist, Mareo moved to punch his brothers, but his mother�s voice stopped him.

"Mareo, stop. Do not hit your brothers," Inuyasha commanded from his futon. "Keiji, Akeno, apologize right now! Since you seem to have so much energy, I do believe that Shippo and Kirara will be needing a lot of help today."

"Sorry, Reo," the boys said in unison. Mareo just nodded his head and went to his room.

"Mama, when are you gonna train with us again?" Akeno asked.

"Yeah, we wanna spar with you. Shippo sucks at sparring," Keiji said. Shippo glared at the boys.

"Boys, you know I can�t do much until after the baby�s born, and that won�t be for another ten weeks. But as soon as I can, I'll spar with you guys, ok?" Inuyasha told them. They gave him huge smiles and ran outside where their smiles immediately disappeared as they saw the large pile of wood that needed to be chopped and stacked.

"Those two sure are a handful, aren�t they Shippo?" Inuyasha questioned, trying to hide his laughter.

"Yeah, they take after you, dog boy," Shippo huffed before walking out of the room.

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The children knew their mother was sick, but they didn�t know how bad it really was. Inuyasha, Shippo and Kirara all tried their best to keep the true extent of Inuyasha�s condition from the kids. It wasn�t always easy to hide, though.

Inuyasha enjoyed reading to his children. It was one of the few things he could still do with his children and they enjoyed it just as much. Usually, after their lessons were done, they�d crowd around him and listen to whatever story, his voice lulling them to sleep.

"�He only torments her because he is so ashamed��" Inuyasha read, but stopped as a sharp pain assailed him.

"Ugh!" he grunted, trying his hardest to keep the pain inside away from the innocent eyes of his children.

"Inuyasha!" Shippo exclaimed, "Are you okay?"

"Mama!" the kids chorused, patting and touching their mother, as if their hands could soothe his pain.

"Shippo, take the kids to their rooms," Inuyasha told him as Kirara came over and started rubbing against his chest and distended belly. The vibrations from her purrs calmed the pain enough so that Inuyasha could smile at his children as they were led away for their nap.

"Damn Inuyasha, what�s wrong with you?" Shippo asked once the children were asleep.

"I just think this little guy is being a pain in the ass like his father," he chuckled, wincing a little from the stress. Shippo brought him some tea.

"Here, drink this," Shippo told him, watching his friend carefully. As the warm tea made its way through Inuyasha�s body, it calmed his nerves and dulled the pain. Once he was sufficiently settled, Shippo asked him the question that had been plaguing him these last seven months.

"What happened between you and Sesshomaru?"

"It's nothing to be concerned about, Shippo," Inuyasha grunted in that gruff tone that usually meant he didn�t want to talk about it. Shippo was not about to be brushed off so easily this time.

"I�m your friend, Inuyasha. I won�t let this go. I�m worried about you, Kirara�s worried about you�hell, even the kids know something's wrong. Kirara and I know something happened between the two of you so why won�t you tell us what he did?" Shippo asked, genuinely concerned. As long as he�d known Inuyasha, his friend had never run away from a fight, so for Inuyasha to trek into the wilderness and away from the safety of the palace with his kids meant something terrible had to have happened.

"Not now, Shippo. Please," Inuyasha silently pleaded that Shippo would drop the conversation for now. He knew he couldn�t avoid the question forever, but it could wait until he was not in so much pain�

The birth almost killed him. After his collapse, Inuyasha grew steadily weaker as the baby continually pulled at his energy and the constant weakness dogged him. The labor was long and painful, and Inuyasha bled heavily, much more so than he did with Kameko. He was confused as to the problem, but he was in too much pain to think about it.

It hurt. He�d been having false labor pains all week. His stomach felt tight, his lower back ached, and he could feel the roiling of his uterine muscles around the baby. Inuyasha had thought he had more time when he woke up pain-free and full of energy the day before. He should have known better. When he woke up early this morning, he knew it was time. He�d transformed once again into a woman.

This labor hurt much worse than any of the other births. With each contraction, it felt like the baby was trying to claw its way out of his body. But when the contraction was over, he could feel the child slip back into its previous position. The constant back and forth felt like it was rubbing his insides raw. The muscle clamping was making his entire body throb. He could feel the blood trickling between his legs, the smell of it making him nauseous. Turning his head, he vomited onto the floor. Shippo came over to him and cleaned up the mess, but he could do little for Inuyasha.

Kirara tried her best to coax out the babe. She would growl at his belly, enticing the child to come closer to her voice. It worked for a couple of hours, but even that lost its effectiveness. Inuyasha didn�t know how long he could keep this up. His labor had started over twenty hours ago, and this child still hadn�t come. He could feel the baby�s heartbeat, and it alarmed him that it wasn�t as fast as it used to be.

"Shippo," Inuyasha started, "the baby�s in trouble. I can feel its heartbeat slow."

Shippo looked panicked. He had never seen a birth before, let alone helped in one. He had wanted Inuyasha to go into the nearest town for his birth, but the stubborn hanyou absolutely refused. He couldn�t risk it. Inuyasha refused to give any clue to their whereabouts, even if it could hurt him. As though a torch had been lit, Inuyasha remembered something Kimi had him do when he was laboring with Kameko.

"Shippo, help me get up," Inuyasha commanded.

"What? Are you crazy? You could hurt yourself!" Shippo responded.

"No, you idiot. The healer had me walk around with Kameko. It helped make the labor progress," he explained. Shippo was reluctant, but would do anything to get this baby out of Inuyasha faster.

Putting his arms underneath Inuyasha�s, he hoisted the hanyou to his feet. Inuyasha gasped in pain as another contraction hit him�they were two minutes apart now�but straightened as it passed. Holding onto Shippo�s shoulder for support (and with Kirara walking behind him in case he needed a cushion), Inuyasha slowly made his way around the common room. As he walked, however, he noticed sharp, stabbing pains in his thighs and calves. Pains that he hadn�t experienced with any of his previous pregnancies. They hurt even more than the contractions, but he refused to stop walking. His child�s life depended on him speeding up the labor and this was the only way he knew how to do that. Inuyasha continued his slow walk around the common room for over an hour before the contractions moved to less than a minute apart and he felt the baby sitting more heavily in his groin.

Inuyasha settled himself on the futon with the help of his friends. His child was coming. Shippo checked him (and scrunched his nose in disgust for the umpteenth time) and saw that the baby�s head was crowning.

"Ok Inuyasha, I can see the baby�s head. I think you�re supposed to push now," Shippo coached.

"No shit, fox. My body is telling me to push," Inuyasha told him as he clenched his teeth and bore down. He could feel the relief seeping through his body as he pushed with the contraction. He also tasted something odd�blood. He didn�t remember biting himself. Inuyasha felt a trickle of warm fluid drain from his nose and swiped away the substance. Looking at his hand, he realized that his nose was bleeding. That was something that had never happened before, but the demands of his child stopped him from thinking about it. Grunting, Inuyasha pushed again, his muscles straining to force the child from his body. Blood continued to drain from his nose.

"I can see the head, Inuyasha. It�s almost out. Keep pushing," Shippo told him, pushing Inuyasha�s legs back.

"Almost there, almost there. Just a little bit longer. Sesshomaru�s a bastard, I wish I could break his hand," Inuyasha rambled, pain scrambling his mind. Bearing down, he pushed with all his might, feeling an incredible pressure that suddenly decreased.

"The head�s out!" Shippo cheered as he held the baby�s head in his hands. "Just a little more, Inuyasha."

Inuyasha was tired. His body ached, his head hurt and he felt incredibly hot. All he wanted to do was slump down and fall into a blissful sleep, but he couldn�t quit now. His child needed him. Gathering up every remaining energy reserve, Inuyasha bore down as hard as he could and expelled the rest of his baby from his body. Exhausted, he fell against the futon, his bangs clinging to his sweaty forehead.

"Inuyasha, it�s a boy!" Shippo crowed, excited about the new baby and happy that the birth was over. Kirara had brought over blankets and water so Shippo cleaned the child and readied him for his mother.

Raising his head, Inuyasha watched Shippo care for the child. One look at the boy�s face was enough to send Inuyasha spiraling into despair. He was an exact replica of Sesshomaru, right down to crescent moon and irregular stripe on his left hip.

"Inuginsenshi, the silver dog warrior, just like your father. You look so much like him. I�m sure he would be proud to be your dad," Inuyasha muttered, absolutely dejected.

He felt incredibly hot and out of sorts. Blood sporadically spurted from his nose, and his bones and joints felt like they were about to splinter. His entire body was in discomfort, and the more he tried to clear his head, the more the room and his son�s face spun around. Then everything faded to black.

Inuyasha didn�t recall what happened that day, or the next week, but from what Shippo and Kirara told him, both he and the baby had high fevers and suffered convulsions. At the time, no one knew what was wrong with Inuyasha. That had Shippo, Kirara and the kids even more worried�

"Kirara, do you have any idea what�s wrong with Inuyasha?" Shippo asked the nekomata.

Kirara shook her head no and cast a worried glance at the futon where Inuyasha and Inuginsenshi rested. The baby was two days old and had almost recovered from the fever he caught shortly after his birth. His mother was a different story.

Inuyasha�s body was a furnace. His skin was hot to the touch, and even wiping him down with cool clothes did little to help. He�d vomited several times in his sleep�once when Kirara and Shippo were resting. Inuyasha had almost died that time, asphyxiating some of the bile expelled from his empty stomach. Only the faint choking sounds coming from Inuyasha alerted his caretakers to his perilous state. Shippo kept him plied with liquids and fever-reducing herbs, but it didn�t seem to help.

"Kirara, what are we gonna do?" Shippo asked, concerned that Inuyasha might actually die and leave him and Kirara with the six children. Kirara had no response.

The quiet was broken by pained mumbles coming from Inuyasha.

"Sess, please don�t...I love you...I would never...she�s your daughter...how could you...Sess I need you...Please...I love you...Please�Izayoi�s yours�I love you Sess�Please," he repeated over and over as if it were his mantra. Shippo and Kirara couldn�t understand all that he was talking about, but from his ramblings, they got the gist of it. Sesshomaru and Inuyasha had a fight over Izayoi and Inuyasha had left.

�Stupid bastard. How could he think she�s not his child,� Shippo thought to himself. Kirara was thinking along similar lines.

Inuyasha was sick for an entire week that time. Everyone was glad when he recovered, as they were afraid that they might lose him. Hopefully, everything would go back to normal.

Since then, the life for the family had fallen into a monotonous routine. Every morning, Inuyasha awakened to increasing pain in his body. He could no longer believe that his illness was due to his spiritual abilities, but there was little he could do about it.

Something was wrong with him. He could feel it in his blood, the twisting, the turning the burning. Inuyasha stood in the forest well away from his family looking over his torso. There were bruises all along his ribs and arms from where his kids and hugged him hard or roughhoused with him. Walking moderate distances was a chore for him now, even though he tried to hide it. His bones felt as if they were cracking with every step he took. There was a strange tightness in his abdomen that caused him to vomit some days and not eat others.

Inuyasha could also see that he�d lost quite a bit of weight in the last seven years. He�d always been lithe and lean, but now he was painfully thin. He could count his ribs on either side, but his stomach was slightly puffy. Then there were the random nosebleeds that were so frequent now that everyone had stopped commenting on them. He carried a supply of handkerchiefs to deal with that problem.

As Inuyasha thought over his symptoms, a terrible realization came to him.

"Mother..." he said to the empty forest, "she died of an illness like this. Do I have her sickness?" The more he thought about it, the more sense his symptoms made. His mother had a wasting disease that caused her to gradually lose weight and energy until she was but a shell of herself. Finally, after battling the disease for six moons, she succumbed, leaving her small child all alone in the world.

"It can�t be," he murmured, falling to his knees. "I can�t have it! I won�t leave them!" Sitting in the middle of the forest, Inuyasha wept for the lost years with his mate, his abrupt departure from his children�s lives, and the cruelty of fate�

He and Shippo prepared breakfast, roused the kids, taught them, trained them, and fed them dinner, then put them to bed. But a year ago, even that mundane routine became too much for him.

Inuyasha tried his best to keep his condition from his friends, but Kirara picked up on it quite easily. She noticed him breathing heavily after chopping and carrying wood and walked around his legs, purring until he acknowledged her.

"What do you want, cat?" he snarled, already in a foul mood because of his declining health.

Kirara simply looked at him with her eyes full of empathy and purred. She rubbed against his legs again while he stacked the wood, then she curled into his lap when he sat down.

"You know I�m sick, don�t you, girl?" Inuyasha asked, although he already knew the answer. A single nod met his question.

"Please don�t tell anyone else. I don�t want them to worry about me." She merely nodded again, then rubbed herself against him for comfort. They stayed that way for hours�Kirara snuggling against Inuyasha and Inuyasha drawing comfort from her presence, all the while wishing it was his mate next to him.

Today, as he lied on his futon, Inuyasha accepted the fact that he was dying. He mourned the loss of his lover and the hardships of his children. He wished things could have worked out differently, but he didn�t regret it. He would suffer a thousand times for his children and he knew that he made the right decision in leaving. As he fell asleep, he dreamed of happier times with Sesshomaru, when he loved him and knew he was loved in return�

Sesshomaru grabbed his brother and smashed his lips against Inuyasha�s. His mate whimpered beneath his touch, pleading for more. Picking up his lover, Sesshomaru made his way into the house and to their bedroom. Inuyasha wrapped his legs around his mate�s waist and rubbed his body against Sesshomaru�s, letting his brother feel his erection.

Without thought, Sesshomaru dumped Inuyasha onto the bed and fell on top of him. Their tongues battled for supremacy, but just when Sesshomaru thought he had won, Inuyasha flipped them over so he was on top. Sesshomaru protested, but the feel of his mate�s teeth and lips disrobing him quelled any complaints. While Inuyasha�s mouth was busy with Sesshomaru�s clothes, his hand snaked between their bodies and rubbed his brother�s erection. Sesshomaru was already hard, and the added friction caused him to throw his head back in ecstasy.

Never releasing Sesshomaru�s arousal, Inuyasha brought his brother�s hands up to the head of the bed and tied them with a piece of silk that was there. Sesshomaru was so far gone, he didn�t pay much attention. Once his hands were bound, Inuyasha licked and kissed his way down Sesshomaru�s chest to his pelvis. Ignoring the weeping erection in front of him, he licked and bit his brother�s legs until Sesshomaru was moaning in agony. Finally, the hanyou took pity on his brother and trailed his lips over to his arousal. Licking the organ from top to bottom, Inuyasha suckled on his brother�s sacs before completely engulfing him.

Sesshomaru groaned earnestly. His mate was very talented with his tongue and mouth and knew all the things to do to drive him crazy. Inuyasha set his pace slowly and steadily, moving his tongue in circles as he rose, but it was not enough for Sesshomaru. Making to move his hands, he realized he couldn�t. Sesshomaru�s frustration grew.

"Why am I tied up?" he asked his mate.

"Because this is your punishment. You always make me beg, now it�s your turn," Inuyasha told him. "You won�t cum until I allow it."

Licking his lips, Inuyasha once again nipped and kissed at his lover�s thighs. He trailed his hand to his mate�s erection and started stroking him. Moving his tongue lower, he found his brother�s entrance and licked all around it, twisting his tongue all around. Sesshomaru moaned in agony, silently begging for release, but his brother wasn�t having any of it. Increasing his pace on Sesshomaru�s erection, Inuyasha stabbed his tongue into his brother, matching his tongue to his hand. Sesshomaru writhed and moaned and pleaded for completion, but his brother ignored him. On and on, Inuyasha drove him, building a firestorm inside his mate. Just as Sesshomaru was about to release, Inuyasha stopped. Sesshomaru almost died.

"Release me now," he snarled, growling at his mate.

"Nuh uh, mate. You haven�t begged me yet," Inuyasha said seductively. "I�ve been all alone for months with no one to give me what I needed, so I had to take care of myself."

Sucking on his left index finger, Inuyasha trailed his right hand down his chest until he reached his nipples. He slowly rubbed his fingers over his right bud, bringing the nipple to a hard peak. Smirking at his mate, he sensuously slid his hand over to his neglected nipple, giving it the same treatment as the first. As his mate watched enraptured, Inuyasha moved his saliva-slicked left hand down his chest, around his arousal, over his balls and underneath them to his entrance. Grinning devilishly at Sesshomaru, Inuyasha casually inserted one finger into his entrance. The action caused him to moan loudly, enticing his lover to new heights. As he moved the finger in a deliberately slow rhythm, Sesshomaru moved his body to his mate�s undulations.

Seeing Sesshomaru so aroused only served to embolden Inuyasha. Trailing his right hand down his chest, Inuyasha stopped at his erection. Gripping himself with his hand, he stroked his erection until he was rock hard. Finding a rhythm, Inuyasha inserted a second finger into himself and moved his left hand in time with his right. The dual sensation was incredible, and he could hardly contain himself. Deliberately, Inuyasha bent over his mate so Sesshomaru could see exactly what he was doing to himself. Groaning lightly, Inuyasha slipped a third finger into his passage, brushing against his prostate as he stroke himself from the inside out. Sesshomaru didn�t think it was possible, but he got even more aroused. Inuyasha continued to pump and tease himself, going faster and faster until he reached a shuddering orgasm that had him collapsing on his mate. By this point, Sesshomaru was bucking and snarling trying everything in his power to gain release.

"Did you like that, Sess?" Inuyasha asked him after he recovered from his tremendous orgasm, licking his mate on his collarbone.

"Gods, yes. If you don�t let me cum now..." Sesshomaru exclaimed.

"Poor Sesshou, so horny and no way to get release," Inuyasha taunted. Sesshomaru did the unthinkable�he whined.

"Mate, please, let me inside you," he begged, pride all but forgotten.

That was all Inuyasha needed to hear. Straddling his mate, Inuyasha impaled himself upon Sesshomaru�s rigid cock. His brother gasped, but barely had time to catch a breath before Inuyasha was riding him at a frenzied pace. Up, down, in, out, faster, harder he moved, clenching his muscles to give more friction to both of them. Faster and faster he went until Sesshomaru was sure he heard something break. Both lovers had been away from each other too long, for within minutes, they reached their orgasm together, Inuyasha falling limp against Sesshomaru. After a few minutes of ragged breathing, he released his mate.

"We should do this more often," Inuyasha suggested.

"Ugh," his mate replied, thoroughly exhausted.

Little did he know that his mate was having similar dreams, spurring him closer to finding his family than Inuyasha knew.

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Thank you to all my readers and reviewers. I love you all-- J

Sorry about the delay, but I wanted to catch the fic up on other sites so it wasn�t so far ahead.
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