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Spiel Mit Mir	By : botticelliangel Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 15039 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
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Panting and disheveled Sesshomaru lay in the mess of his clothing. Inuyasha was already gone, off towards the ocean. If nothing else, Inuyasha took his resolve seriously. He had stopped his amorous pursuit and pulled back the second Sesshomaru indicated that he should.
Sesshomaru found himself thinking hard. His brow wrinkled with the words in his brain. He didn’t understand the contradictions in his brother. One moment he was the same irritating half breed that plagued his life, the next he was a blushing virgin, then he was asserting himself in a very dominant way that indicated he wanted to mate, then he was pulling back and in prideful arrogance declared himself to be stronger than any demon in the world because he had self control.
Sesshomaru was confused. He was also sure that Inuyasha was an idiot. His little brother was no better than the demons Sesshomaru killed. And Sesshomaru had only seen one other demon battle the curse with willpower; their illustrious father. Of course the great Touga lost that battle, which meant that Inuyasha didn’t stand a chance, and that Sesshomaru himself was perpetuating the cycle of idiocy for allowing Inuyasha to live.
Closing his eyes, Sesshomaru wished he didn’t remember. Ruminating on the past never made things easier, it made people weak. Sometimes that weakness took a hold of him and shook him so that he saw the past in the present. It distorted him from his true goals. Distortions were unwelcome.
“This curse tested me many times. I will not allow it to get the better of me now.” Sesshomaru whispered as if it was a promise to the kami of the skies. Yes it tested him over and over, and Sesshomaru wasn’t always sure he came out the better for it.
The first man Sesshomaru killed in this battle against his blessing was a childhood friend who had fought the bosatsu along with him. The battle against the demon and the bosatsu happened as the sun was rising, and by noon the young man was dead. There were two more men killed before Sesshomaru reached his father’s home; three more at the torii gates, and one in the garden.
Tired, frustrated, and feeling betrayed because none of those men should have been enemies, Sesshomaru went to his father. He went to his father because he trusted the great demon, he wanted comfort and safety. Sesshomaru sought those things because he was not old enough to be called a man at that point. He was just shy of a hundred years old. He was younger than Inuyasha is now.
Though he would have hated being called a pup by any other than his mother, Sesshomaru knew it was an accurate descriptor. He did not have a sword. He still required sleep. He hadn’t grown to his full height. He had never been with a woman or a man. And Sesshomaru had never battled or made a kill without the supervision of another male. The whole way back from the battle of the bosatsu Sesshomaru had been accompanied by and significantly helped by one of his father’s oldest friends, a spirit youkai.
Safety was an illusion. Father received him with an embrace even though he was covered in the blood of those who should have been friends. Father cried and acted as if his oldest was sentenced to death. That attitude led him to a month of overprotection. Maybe his father thought that the curse would wear off after a little while, because for that month Sesshomaru wasn’t allowed to leave Touga’s chambers. No one besides his mother was allowed in, and that usually only happened if his father was leaving to see Izayoi.
There was not a moment in his life where Sesshomaru could recall his mother and father being in each other’s presence willingly. Touga only spoke praises of his first mate Inukimi, but the feeling was clearly not mutual. Sesshomaru’s beautiful mother was respectful and distant. She rarely spoke seriously. Her conversations were often frivolous and sadistic. When words of value could be pried from her lips those words were often forerunners to death.
It was in the beginning of the second month of confinement, shortly after Sesshomaru met Izayoi for the first time - complete with her burgeoning belly, that Touga showed any indication at all that he was affected by the curse. The first signs were easy to see in retrospect, but at the time his father’s behavior didn’t seem unjustified. Holding Sesshomaru was just a sign of their closeness, not meant to be something sexual. Having Sesshomaru sleep in Touga’s bed was just a sign that he was a worried parent trying hard to protect his child. Telling Sesshomaru that he should go live with his mother because it wasn’t safe for him to be there anymore was Touga’s clearest effort.
Sesshomaru innocently protested the idea. He didn’t want to go live in the spirit castle with Inukimi. Sesshomaru wanted the freedom of the world. He was sick of being confined to a few scant rooms.
He locked himself into his own fate, maybe Touga did too.
It was the night he protested leaving. That night that Sesshomaru’s world was turned about again. He remembered waking up to a hand clamped over his mouth. Sesshomaru was taken like a common bitch on his hands and knees in the darkness. He melted the floorboards with his poison, and bled from the assault.
It hurt.
Of course Sesshomaru knew it was his father. Even without scent he would have known those hands anywhere. They were the same hands that taught him how to hold a sword, how to concentrate his youki into a whip, and how to do a thousand more things. Even without scent he knew the depth of his growling. He knew, he couldn’t remember ever not knowing that it was smart to obey the alpha. If Touga wanted Sesshomaru to submit he did.
In the heat of it all Touga pulled Sesshomaru’s hair to the side and marked him. His own father forged a mating mark into his skin.
There had been no pleasure for Sesshomaru in this act, nor in any other instinct driven intimacy between him and his father.
Reaching back Sesshomaru brushed his fingers along the old scars at the back of his neck. There was no bond imbued in those marks anymore, and he made it a point to wear his hair down so that no one could see them. When his father was alive Sesshomaru was forced to wear his hair up so that the claim on him was visible to all. Now it was only when he went to his mother she’d brush aside his hair when they embraced as if to make sure that the marks were still dead. And Rin understood what they were because when he explained to her that he was going to mark her one day she had observantly inquired about his.
Rin held him as if he would cry when he told her about the bonds, what they meant, and what happened because of them. She cried.
Sesshomaru closed his eyes confirming it again. There was no whisper of a bond anymore. Just silence.
They flared to life once since his father’s death. It was about a year ago when the spirit of his father appeared before Sesshomaru and Inuyasha to praise them for defeating Sounga. At first it frightened Sesshomaru, because the bond was broken before his father died. The presence of his sire’s spirit should not have mattered at all. Sesshomaru had paid for them to be removed. Looking back on it, Sesshomaru wondered if the feeling was only a ghost, like his father was.
Until Rin all there was in the world was silence. And when his bond with Rin first started he hadn’t understood it. Sesshomaru hadn’t known that mating bonds normally started before mating. He hadn’t known them to be gentle, or evoke feelings. It took a trip to see Bokusenou the gnarled old tree demon for Sesshomaru to sort through what was going on. At first Sesshomaru thought he was ill.
Relaxing Sesshomaru kept his hand over the marks, and listened to the world. In the distance the ocean rolled onto the beach over and over again with the tides. He couldn’t hear Inuyasha, or smell him, which lead Sesshomaru to believe that he wandered quite far. Sesshomaru could still smell the humans that traveled with his brother and the fire they made to cook with.
Sesshomaru could understand why Inuyasha was attracted to the strange priestess that stood by his side. Even from a distance her scent was mixed with the fox demon cub. Kagome smelled like a mother who was ready for more pups. And ironically Inuyasha valued family.
Sesshomaru could smell Rin, closer than all of the others. There was no sign of fear in her scent, and no whisper of it in their bond. She was running towards him for a reason he didn’t know yet. She was heading in his direction, but as she was only human her path was off.
“Rin.” He called out directing her through sound. A moment later the long grass in front of him stirred and Rin stumbled out of the foliage barefoot. She detangled herself from the tall green shoots, and blushed when she looked down at him.
“Sesshomaru!” She exclaimed pressing one hand to her chest, “I..” Rin giggled and knelt down at his side, “If this is the way you want to apologize to your brother I’m not going to stop you.”
That was silly, Sesshomaru decided. This wasn’t about him apologizing to a half breed. Sesshomaru being half naked in the dirt was about something else that he didn’t have words for. His mind tried to come up with a retort but was stalled because Rin pulled up the hem of her kimono and threw one leg over him so that her hot wet core was resting against his barely clothed pelvis.
“You should be back at the camp sleeping.” Sesshomaru said grabbing onto her arm as she pulled the top of his hakama down. Rin’s eyes reflected his own lust at him. Groaning Sesshomaru liked the feeling of her naked sex pressed against his cock.
“I couldn’t fall asleep, Sesshomaru-sama.” Rin said coyly. “Besides, I could feel that you needed this.” She leaned over and kissed him. Kissing her back Sesshomaru reached up sliding his fingers across her face down to her neck.
“How did you know I wouldn’t be with Inuyasha?” Sesshomaru questioned. He did not worry about her knowing about his nighttime explorations with, and of, his brother. She insinuated that she knew so much after the night at the hot springs.
“I didn’t,” Rin giggled and kissed him again, “But I know you were with him. Kagome ran away from the camp because she was so embarrassed about her bond.”
At least Sesshomaru knew that part was working.
“She did not go far.” Sesshomaru stated sniffing the air to double check, “And she returned.”
“She didn’t get very far, Sesshomaru.” Rin smiled and blushed, “She fell down in the road and screamed out Inuyasha’s name. Her friends were all confused, and she scraped up her knees. But I got confused, because you remained restless.”
“I told him to leave.” Sesshomaru stated in explanation. Clenching his abdominal muscles Sesshomaru lifted himself up enough to lick the skin of her neck. She shivered under his tongue.
“Sesshomaru, I have an idea.” She gasped. Only barely paying attention to her words Sesshomaru nipped at her skin and bucked up between her legs. It was just her skin against his. Scorching lust spread into his chest. This was the closest they’ve been, and her hot little sighs were making him question not having done this sooner. Impatiently and carefully Sesshomaru flipped Rin over and buried his face into the crook of her neck. She smelled wonderful. He growled and she wrapped her arms around his head, tangling his hair in her fingers.
“I want…” Sesshomaru began to say in a lustful growl as he shifted his weight and slid his manhood up and down her pink flower. She arched her hips just right to catch him in her tight cunt and then pulled back.
“Just listen for a second, please my love?” Rin gasped and pushed herself against him obviously regretting having pulled away. Sesshomaru ached and slid against her wishing he had his other arm so that he could pinch that cute nub peaking out of its petals.
“Quickly.” Sesshomaru granted her a moment as he took the time to languidly rub the dripping head of his erection in circles around her tight warm virgin flesh and up to her clit then back down. He growled again. He just wanted to push inside and get lost in her.
“I think I know how to break the curse!” Rin exclaimed breathlessly fisting his hair in her hands. “You told me that you were saved from the curse while your father’s mark was still active. If you already have a mark others can’t claim you.”
The first annoying thought that came to Sesshomaru’s mind was letting Inuyasha mark him. It was a clingy unacceptable thought that almost threw his concentration off of Rin.
“I don’t want to be marked by another man.” Sesshomaru growled indignantly. He didn’t know what bothered him more, that Rin was interrupting what could be their first true mating with this, or that the idea of Inuyasha’s fangs breaking into his skin was sending strokes of unbearable heat to his groin.
Sesshomaru needed to be inside of Rin right now. Maybe the feeling would cement his concentration where it should be. Sesshomaru pushed forward breathing hard as she took him inside little by little. She was so wet and hot that the slid in was smooth and welcome. Gasping Rin tensed up making her delicious passage hug him tightly.
“I…” Rin groaned as Sesshomaru thrust hard, “I could mark you!”
Her thought process stopped him in his tracks.
“You’re human.”
“I know that.” Rin sighed. She looked like she was unsure if she should move or not. She settled for gently manipulating his heated flesh into short small thrusts. “You said that when you mark me, just for a moment I will be overwhelmed by your youki. That makes me like a demon in that second. If I mark you at the same time…” She lost her breath after having tried to speak fast.
Processing her words Sesshomaru kept their thrusting slow and shallow. Her fingers were digging into his shoulder blades, and he could tell she was a little uncomfortable. He just didn’t know if the discomfort was due to this being her first full experience, or if she was worried about her proposal.
“We’ll do it.” Sesshomaru finally said aching to take the little heated movements between them to fruition. He was so invested in cumming into her sweet little body that he didn’t care if she wanted to try something so far fetched.
“Oh good, now please fuck me Sesshomaru.” Rin moaned beneath him. Her dirty little request sounded so polite that Sesshomaru smiled and licked her face in the same way that Inuyasha did to him not to long ago.
“What a mouth,” Sesshomaru growled, “I’m going to teach you how to use it.” She squeaked in surprise when he shoved his tongue into her mouth. Her little tongue played tentatively with his. Her kimono was sticking to her skin and Sesshomaru abandoned the kiss to tear away the fabric with his teeth.
She wrestled away the rest of her kimono as she sat up. Kneeling back into his heals Sesshomaru stroked himself slowly enjoying the way Rin undressed. The cloth barely left her fingertips when he pulled her onto his lap and greedily shoved himself inside.
He could tell it was a little too rough for her because she grimaced for a moment. Trying to make it up to her Sesshomaru maneuvered his hand so that he could rub her pearl.
“Go at your pace.” Sesshomaru whispered licking her neck again. He knew exactly where he was going to mark her. That spot was his forever. Little hands rested on his shoulders as she supported her movements. She was not awkward or shy. Sesshomaru found her pace and gently started meeting her as she pulled herself up and down his cock.
Sweat touched his skin. Her scent was delicious and all over him. They were so hot that the warm summer air stimulated their skin.
“Sesshomaru…” Rin moaned having increased her tempo. Breathing hard Sesshomaru’s thighs and stomach tightened. Between them there was just slick wetness. Pulling her sweat soaked hair to the side Sesshomaru started sucking and licking Rin’s neck in preparation. She moaned louder and frantically bucked against him. “Oh! So Good!” She cried out. Breathing hard Sesshomaru groaned as she tightened up and cried out without words to the pulsing of her orgasm.
He couldn’t hold on anymore.
“Now Rin.” Sesshomaru gasped and guided her face to his neck. Resting his fangs against her skin for a moment he waited to feel her teeth on his skin. He was thrusting because she couldn’t. Hot like the sun, he was going to catch on fire in her arms.
She bit down and with a growl in the back of his throat Sesshomaru slid his fangs into the soft skin of her neck.
He came in an explosion of white light behind his eyes.

*Spiel Mit Mir*

The morning sun made the ocean glitter like a billion little sapphires rolling into the pale soft sand.
Kagome kicked off her shoes, peeled off her socks, and began walking out of the dunes to the demon lord sitting in front of the water. His appearance seemed to waiver in a trick of light bouncing off the water. Kagome knew it wasn’t a mirage though. She could feel his youki, and that was why she searched this direction in the first place.
When she woke up this morning she found that the only ones at the camp were her and Sango. Miroku and Shippo showed up a few minutes later and explained that they had gone off to find Inuyasha.
Nobody knew where Sesshomaru and Rin were, but Kagome could still feel Sesshomaru’s youki in the direction of the ocean. She really wanted to go after Inuyasha more, and she could feel him, but to her frustration she couldn’t seem to pinpoint what direction he was in.
The soft sand made her feet sink. The fine grains swelled up through her toes and made the arches of her feet sore. It was still cool in the morning, and for that Kagome was grateful. The last thing she wanted was burned feet.
Her thighs strained with her efforts to walk as fast as possible to Sesshomaru. She squinted into the light and noticed that his armor was in a pile several feet from him, and his swords. As she got even closer she saw Rin’s calves and feet dangling over Sesshomaru’s left knee. On his right Kagome could see the petite teenager’s black hair whipping in the wind, curling and tangling with Sesshomaru’s windblown locks.
She wondered how long they were sitting there for.
“Good morning, Sesshomaru! Good morning, Rin!” Kagome exclaimed finally reaching his side. She let herself collapse next to him and then regretted it because she realized she was going to get sand in her panties. Grimacing Kagome didn’t like the prospect of having to walk around without them while they got clean.
“Inuyasha is not with you.” Sesshomaru’s voice was haggard. Quickly Kagome looked over to him. Weirdly Sesshomaru looked as worn down as his voice suggested. He was staring at her tiredly, when he normally wouldn’t acknowledge her. Her skin prickled with the feeling that something was off.
Something was amiss. Sesshomaru’s clothes were less than immaculate. They were crooked and hanging on his skin askew. There was dirt, and grass stains, and blood. Gasping Kagome almost started back realizing that she could see a bloodied bite mark low on his neck. He was generously oozing blood from the half scabbed wound.
Some people would have scrambled away faint at the sight of blood, but Kagome was a natural born healer and very curious.
“Oh my, Sesshomaru, you’re bleeding.” Kagome said dumbly because there was nothing else to say. She had only really seen him bleed once, and that was when Inuyasha cut off his arm. Reaching out her mind ticked over how he could have gotten such a wound.
Sesshomaru growled at her when her fingers came close to it.
“I am aware of that.” He said staring her down. Did he know just how much he was like his brother? Annoyed Kagome took her chances and pulled his kimono to the side to get a better look. Maybe seeing similarities in the two brothers made her think that she had a chance at touching the dangerous demon without getting her insides ripped out. Sesshomaru stiffened under her fingers, but did not move proving Kagome right.
“I need to get my backpack. I have first aid spray in there. I don’t want it to get infected.” She mused to herself ignoring the angry dog growling at her. She pressed on the skin surrounding the wound.
“Take your hands off my person, wench. I will heal.”
“You are so stubborn, just like Inuyasha!” Kagome exclaimed giving her best ‘I know what’s better for you’ look. Sesshomaru stopped looking angry and slunk back into looking exhausted instead.
“Since you have such a burning desire to heal, I will hand Rin over to your care.” He said and turned her head to the side to show Kagome that Rin also had an inflamed and very bloody bite on her neck. Shocked Kagome felt a whirlwind of confusion rustle up inside of her. She kept glancing back and forth between Sesshomaru’s wounds and Rin’s. Sesshomaru’s bloody wound was rather small, and she could only see the top crescent of teeth that broke skin. Rin’s wound was much larger, and was clearly made by someone with a mouth full of fangs.
It almost looked like they bit each other.
Unsure, suspicious, and worried Kagome stood up sand clinging to her bare legs.
“I have to run back to get my first aid kit.” She mumbled torn between doing that and demanding that he come with her so that she could be sure that he wasn’t going to hurt the tiny teenager. She hesitated a little too long and Sesshomaru glanced up to her looking more than a little aggravated. “I’ll be right back.”
With those words Kagome sprinted as well as she was able too across the soft sand of the beach, back towards the camp. When she left to find Sesshomaru earlier, Sango and Miroku had been packing up.
She found them halfway between the road and the edge of the dunes. Miroku was holding the reigns of the sturdy horse that they were lucky to have, because Sesshomaru ended up buying the animal when everyone else ran out of money.
Miroku stopped as she huffed with her efforts to run. Her lungs burned, and her thighs and calves throbbed with blood. The monk frowned and held out his hands catching her before she ran into the cart. Kagome could barely hear Sango singing to Shippo in the back of the cart.
“Kagome, what’s wrong?” Miroku asked letting her go when her legs stopped and felt rooted to the ground.
“I need my first aid kit.” Kagome wheezed out and then forced herself to move to the back of the cart even though her heart felt like it was going to implode with her exertion. Miroku followed her.
“What’s going on Kagome?” Sango questioned. Kagome’s best friend was holding a sleeping Shippo as if he was a baby. Shippo wasn’t very old and although Kagome and Inuyasha were the first people to be in his life after his father died, Miroku and Sango were the first adult presences. Now, two years after they all came together, Shippo clung to Sango like she was his mother, and sought Kagome to play with as if she was an older sister.
“I really don’t know.” Kagome said reaching over the lip of the cart to grab onto her backpack. She opened it up, and began unceremoniously dragging all of her things out of it. She suddenly realized to herself that it was probably a lot safer to pack their medical supplies at the top of the pack rather than the bottom. “Rin and Sesshomaru are hurt… but I don’t think they were attacked.”
“Sesshomaru’s hurt?” Miroku asked confused. It did sound like a freakish idea especially given that it really didn’t seem like they were attacked.
Kagome’s finger’s fumbled to the bottom of the bag.
“Um… yeah. Darn it, why can’t I find the first aid spray!”
“The mist that wards off infections? Oh it’s right up here, Kagome. Remember you left it her after you scraped your knees last night?” Sango said reaching behind her and grabbing the bottle. Kagome blushed remembering that very weird moment. It was true that she was feeling more sexual lately, but it felt like she was possessed and out of control with her own body when she couldn’t stop thinking of Inuyasha. Having a dripping wet orgasm in front of all of her friends was probably the most embarrassing thing that ever happened to her.
Thankfully they were just confused, except for Rin who had giggled a little bit and blushed just as deep as Kagome.
That girl knew something about Kagome’s sudden influx of orgasm inducing thoughts. And that had to mean that it was some kind of strange demon thing, but Kagome was too embarrassed to ask Sango. Unfortunately Kagome was having a hard time finding a moment to drag Rin aside and pry the answers from her without anyone else there.
“Kagome, are you going to tell us what’s going on?” Miroku asked stopping her from running away.
“I said I don’t know.” Kagome replied trying to step around her friend. “It kinda looks like they bit each other.”
Miroku looked puzzled, and to her side Sango gasped and then squealed as if it was something to be excited about. Kagome raised an eyebrow and looked at her friend who had clamped her hand over her mouth. Miroku was staring at her too, and then he smiled charmingly.
“If I knew you were into that, my dearest Sango, I would have been nibbling away at your beautiful skin ages ago.”
Sango rolled her eyes and chose to ignore her fiancé. Kagome blushed and felt awkward. She knew for a while that Sango and Miroku were having sex, because when they first started Sango had come to her nervous and blushing. Her friend reverently sought her knowledge in birth control.
Kagome was too embarrassed to buy condoms for them, so she spent a whole day exhaustively researching natural pregnancy protection on the internet. The work paid off and Kagome now made the medication on a regular basis. Even though Kagome wasn’t having sex, she took the medicine too, so that Sango didn’t have to deal with Inuyasha or Shippo relentlessly asking her why she was taking medicine. It was much easier for Kagome to make Shippo feel better and safer by saying they were taking vitamins to keep them healthy. Inuyasha was still suspicious though.
“I think they might have mated.” Sango said turning her attention back to Kagome who just stood there struck, “When demons take their spouses they create mating marks by embedding some of their youki into the skin, usually in the neck area for dog demons,” Kagome nodded dumbly wondering where Sango came upon this knowledge, because it was something that Kagome never heard a word of, “I haven’t ever heard of a human marking a demon though…” Sango mused.
“Ok… wait a minute. Did I miss something?” Miroku asked confused, “Rin is…”
“She’s sixteen, Miroku.” Sango cut in. “They’ve been hiding her age so that there is less danger in her being around Sesshomaru, but if they’ve mated the secret will be out.”
Kagome didn’t like the idea that they could be in danger. She thought it was cute that they loved each other. Especially because it proved her suspicion that Sesshomaru really wasn’t as bad as he seemed to be. And then the jealous realization hit her.
Everyone had grown up except for her and Inuyasha.

*Spiel Mit Mir*

Bleary eyed Sesshomaru tried to focus on the sea instead of the all encompassing need to sleep. Despite his excellent bodily control he felt his eyelids drooping and his head loll forward.
His eyes snapped open again smelling, rather than feeling, the approach of Inuyasha’s human companions. But again there was no Inuyasha…
Sesshomaru was annoyed and tired, which ultimately ended up with him being cranky.
The sand next to him stirred up as Kagome plopped down next to him. The demon slayer, on the other hand, knelt down with grace in front of him. Sesshomaru wasn’t entirely comfortable around that woman. It was unsettling to smell a human who was so drenched in demon blood. Slayers were strange humans because they weren’t ordained to kill, like those with holy powers. And they did anyway, mostly out of personal profit.
Sesshomaru could feel the demon slayer’s eyes on his neck and watched her gaze turn towards Rin. It did not comfort him to know that she was looking for their mating marks. Slayers were knowledgeable in demon behavior, especially mating. They had to be, because knowing about demon reproduction aided greatly in exterminating.
Killing one dog was a triumph, finding the bitches’ den was a victory.
And as Sesshomaru was currently struggling to stay awake, and sitting because he felt so very weak from the mating, he opted to growl a warning to the slayer woman.
He reminded himself that he could still kill her if he absolutely needed to, but that action would probably greatly compromise his ability to remain conscious.
The human’s dark brown eyes snapped up to him. Then to his surprise, she bowed resting her forehead in the sand. Her long tethered hair slid into the fine gold beach.
“I wish to congratulate you on your mating, Sesshomaru-sama. I humbly offer my services as a fighter during the resting time, that I may protect you and Rin.” The woman said still remaining prostate before him. Surprised and feeling slightly more awake with the unexpected proposal Sesshomaru stared at the woman and then glanced at Kagome who was looking at her friend in utter confusion. Apparently the slayer didn’t share her knowledge of demons with the strange girl his brother liked. Sesshomaru wasn’t surprised to know that Inuyasha didn’t.
“No.” Sesshomaru finally said run down and worried because he had to sleep. It was required, and his body screamed for it. His eyelids were drooping, and he was becoming more and more desperate in his attempts to keep them open. Neither him nor Rin would heal until they observed the resting time, and worse; Rin wouldn’t wake up until he completed his resting time. The exchange of energies required to create the mating marks and cement the bond was so much that it left the mated pair incapacitated with sleep and great hunger until the body found balance again.
When Sesshomaru was marked by his father the resting time lasted only a day. Rin was human though, and Sesshomaru had no concept of how long it might take to complete the resting time because of this. He was not around when Touga marked Izayoi, and had never asked about it. He needed to sleep to prevent Rin from harm, and he struggled to stay awake because his instincts were screaming at him to find a safer place… and get Inuyasha.
It took too much effort to sneer at the thought of having to rely on Inuyasha for protection while him and Rin were in the resting time. But it was Sesshomaru’s own fault. He was the one that greatly miscalculated the appropriateness of casting the marks because he was blindly following the trail of lust that was dragging him all over Japan. Now he didn’t know who would be the death of him first: Rin or Inuyasha?
“You,” Sesshomaru whispered groggily at Kagome.
The priestess glared at him and he had no idea why until she opened her mouth.
“My name is Kagome.” It sounded like she had said those words so many times that they left a bad taste in her mouth. It certainly looked as if she was aggravated by having to let them free of her tongue again.
“I know.” Sesshomaru puzzled for a moment. He honestly had no idea, and at this point didn’t even care why she was so intent on telling him her name even though he knew it quite well.
“Use my name. I don’t answer to ‘you’ or ‘wench’ or whatever you rude dogs want to call me today.” Kagome ordered him around as if he was a puppy. Any other day Sesshomaru probably would have put her right back in her place while making sure that she was cowering in fear of him, but again it was an expenditure of energy that he couldn’t afford right now. In the best interest of not falling over in the sun bleached sand, and sleeping for as long as this was going to take while being completely unprotected, Sesshomaru decided to do something uncharacteristic. He complied.
“Kagome, call Inuyasha.”
“Huh?” Kagome looked at him with mystified expression. Sighing, Sesshomaru realized that trying to give the girl a simple command was like pulling carp out of the water and ordering them to dance.
“Your bond with Inuyasha, use it to call him here.” Sesshomaru closed his eyes trying to stay alert with his other senses. Everything felt so heavy and warm and very dangerous.
“Oh, right. That would make him find us faster!” Kagome exclaimed. The world shifted beside Sesshomaru as Kagome stood up and belted out her obnoxious voice to the heavens. “INUYASHA SIT!”
Sesshomaru cringed his ears ringing at her yelling. That wasn’t what he meant when he told her to use her bond, but in the long run either way would work.
Only the sound of the ocean reached his ears then. He knew that the two women were still near him. He could feel Rin’s heart beat as something cold and sharp smelling sprayed onto her neck and part of his arm. He didn’t stop Kagome from applying the astringent concoction even though his nose wrinkled at the irritating stench.
“Kagome, be careful to shield his nose from the infection fighting mist. He will be more sensitive to it than Inuyasha is.” The slayer warned not a moment to late. He could hear the hissing of the spray and feel the condensation of it over his newly minted mark. She must have used her hand to catch the spray from directly dancing in front of his nose.
“There.” Kagome said as if her small word held comfort in the strange nostril burning mist being displaced. There was no comfort quite like the feeling of Inuyasha’s youki rambling towards them at lightening speed. Sitting with his eyes closed and his body tingling into unconsciousness Sesshomaru focused all of his remaining energy, and there was oh so very little of it left, on tracking Inuyasha’s arrival.
There were words exchanged, that much Sesshomaru knew. He didn’t hear any of it until Inuyasha sat down behind him supporting his slouching back against Sesshomaru’s.
“Go to sleep you bastard,” Inuyasha growled as the breeze blew in from the ocean. Finally assessing the danger to be less, not minimal, or gone; Sesshomaru abandoned his conscious thoughts.

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