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My Rival's Brother	By : Neptunesdemon Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 32969 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of it's chracters. I am not making money off of this fanfiction.

Chapter List
- 7
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- 9
Author: C-Chan2 aka Neptunesdemon
Archive: None yet
Category: Romance, drama
Pairings: Kouga/Sesshomaru
Rating: M
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Yaoi, OOC, uke Sesshomaru, alternate universe.
Author's Note: This one is a bit longer than the last chapter. Moving out of an apartment and into a roomier house with my family has delayed me, not to mention getting a new job. I apologize for all out of character characters. And please, enjoy!
xoxoxoxox
Kouga stretched as he entered the bathroom, casually flicking on the light and heading for the sink. He sighed heavily as he made it to the mirror, his blue eyes checking out the new bite marks on his neck and shoulder. The bite marks would fade by the next day; he had his demon blood to thank for that. The scars however . . . he flexed the muscles in his chest with a grin, enjoying how his moving pectorals made the marks dance. These were permanent. The thought made him giddy. This was Sesshomaru’s claim mark. It was the physical sign to the rest of the world that Kouga was his. The ookami-youkai chuckled to himself as he realized it and his eyes watched the still sleeping inukai in the mirror’s reflection. They had spent most of the afternoon into the late evening enjoying each other’s flesh. Sesshomaru seemed even more insatiable than usual, not that Kouga was complaining at all.
He stretched with a groan, arching back a bit to work out a few kinks in his back. Then he was leaning forward to begin washing his face. He figured it was the most he would bother with. Sesshomaru would most likely be up again soon and working him into a sweat as he rode Kouga like a wanton whore.
He was grinning at the thought. His perverted mind was on overdrive and his libido was grateful for it. Fuel for the fire, as it were. He reached for the hand towel hanging in the wall by the sink and began to dry his face. It meant he hadn’t seen the body slip in and right behind him, but he did feel when it pressed against him from behind. He hissed as sharp claws raked over the marks on his chest, while teeth teasingly scraped against the skin of his neck. The towel was lowered and blue found gold through the mirror’s reflection.
“You know, we eventually have to go back to the real world.” He said, Sesshomaru merely making a sound of objection as he ran his hands sensually over Kouga’s torso. “We can’t keep extending our stay so that we can fuck the days away.”
Teeth bit into his shoulder, harder than the usual playful bite and Kouga hissed, maneuvering so that he was facing Sesshomaru and holding him around his waist.
“You are mine, ookami.” Sesshomaru finally said, now that they were face to face, his nose brushing against Kouga’s as he pressed closer, groin rubbing eagerly against the wolf demon’s thigh. “I can do as I please with you.”
Kouga closed the space between them, kissing Sesshomaru deeply as his hand lifted to cup striped cheeks. He pulled away with a smile after quite a while of deep kissing, his blue eyes finding the mark on Sesshomaru’s neck. His teeth imprinted in a lovely scar where neck and shoulder met.
“You say that as if you’re not mine, too.”
He let himself be pushed back against the counter, enjoying as kisses and bites set a trail from his shoulder to his neck to his ears and back again.
“Yes, ookami, I am yours.”
They switched again and Sesshomaru was now lifted onto the counter, Kouga between his spread legs and their mouths desperately kissing again. When they parted they were both panting, Kouga burying his nose into silver locks and calmed by the scent of his mate.
That was what they were, right? They were mates; bound by mark and youki magic.
“My father always said that demons used to take mates before modern times and marriages.” He blurted out, enjoying the vibrations of Sesshomaru’s hum as the older youkai wrapped arms around him and snuggled in tighter. “It’s almost surreal to know I have a mate.”
“Is that what we are? Mates?” Sesshomaru asked and Kouga snorted.
“Oh please, I’m sure you know more about past youkai customs then I do.”
He eased back bit as Sesshomaru shifted to look up at him and the inukai merely shrugged.
“Perhaps, I do.” Sesshomaru began, the fingers of his hand tracing over his claim marks possessively. “Such as, I know that ookami-youkai take one mate that they stay with for life.”
“Is that so?” Kouga asked and Sesshomaru merely hummed.
“I am quite pleased with this.” He said, Kouga merely snorting again.
“Yeah, and I know inukai take more than one. Maybe that explains the greedy slut in you....never satisfied.”
“Then perhaps you should keep making sure that I am always satisfied."
“Is that a threat?” Kouga questioned, his hand gently tugging at silver locks so Sesshomaru arched his neck back.
Anything Sesshomaru had to say in response died on his lips as he released shuddering breath, the result of Kouga carefully sucking the claim mark at the base of his neck.
“Kouga . . .”
The moaned word had the dark-haired demon pulling away and looking his lover in the eye.
“You are wrong about inukai.” Sesshomaru’s voice was low, heavy with lust and longing, and the sound of it had Kouga swelling, but he was patient, he could wait. “We’re quite loyal when we take a mate. Any lovers that are taken are shared between mates and if our mating does not last our lifetime, it will last longer than most. I will be yours far longer than you expect.”
“I expect you to be mine until my last breath.” Kouga admitted, the mood and tone suddenly shifting from the thick, heavy air of desire, to something calmer.
“Then you are a fool, ookami.” Sesshomaru muttered, the back of his hand stroking Kouga’s cheek as the other laced fingers with Kouga’s. “I intend to be your mate long after this life ends.”
Kouga stood stunned as he looked back at his lover, never having expected to hear such words out of Sesshomaru’s mouth, even if they were now mates. His hand tightened on Sesshomaru’s and all he could think to do was lean forward, the foreheads touching as he allowed himself to bask in this moment. Months ago, when they had first met, he had just been excited to know that he had found a fuck buddy of his own. But this . . .
The lips kissing at his cheeks made him realized he had teared up and he cleared his throat and pulled away, trying to save face. Sesshomaru merely pulled him in again, kissing at his eyes as he slid them closed and Kouga clung to him.
Somehow, a few minutes later, Kouga found himself lying on the bed wrapped in Sesshomaru’s arms, the two surrounded by silence. Well, not complete silence. His head was resting on the demons chest and he was listening to the strong heartbeat carefully, trying to learn its rhythm. He smiled gently as he realized it was beating in time with his own. It was probably a happy coincidence, but it was enough proof to him that this was not a fluke.
“I think this is the longest we’ve gone without having sex since we checked in.” He commented and the rumble of Sesshomaru’s chuckle reverberated in his ear.
“We can rectify that.”
It was all Kouga needed to hear and moments later Sesshomaru’s moans were filling the room.
xoxoxox
“Surely we could stay one more night.”
Kouga could only scoff with a grin as Sesshomaru’s arms looped around him from behind again, doing their damndest to undress him. He had given in twice already, and he felt sorry for the mess the two had left for the maids, but he refused to give in again.
“We both have to get back.” He reminded the older youkai, who growled in disgust at the statement. “If you don’t show up that leaves Inuyasha in charge and you know how that will turn out.”
“My father’s hard work will crumble in less than a day.” He muttered in an annoyed growl.
“Hmm.” Was all Kouga hummed, but it was in agreement.
He couldn’t contain the smile as he watched Sesshomaru reluctantly return to packing, the closest to a pout that the Inu-youkai ever gave fitted on his lips. Kouga watched him, unable to do otherwise, enjoying the sight of a half-dressed Sesshomaru moving about. The older youkai was sporting his form fitting boxer briefs and open dress shirt. Oddly enough, it was a sexy look, even if that hadn’t been the intention. Kouga cleared his throat and forced himself to look away. He couldn’t fall into the trap of Sesshomaru’s seduction or else they’ll never go back home.
His father had already left ten million voicemails, worried that he was hurt or dead or worse. What was worse than dead, only his father knew. Kouga heard his phone ringing and he lifted it out of his pocket, sighing as he saw his father pop up on the call id. He groaned and answered, trying to sound less annoyed than he was.
“Why the hell haven’t you been answering your phone?” His father demanded and Kouga sighed. “You don’t call, you don’t show up for work and you have your mother worried sick! Are you insane? What is the matter with you? Where are you?”
“Dad, I’m fine.” Kouga muttered, a bit chastised and feeling a little guilty. His old man had been genuinely worried. “Look, I just took a mini vacation. I felt the need to get away.”
His father sighed heavily, a little tone of disappointment in the sound and the he was grumbling out the next question.
“With this secret lover of yours?”
Kouga felt his cheeks heating and he cleared his throat, turning his back to Sesshomaru who glanced up at him with a raised brow.
“Yeah, dad, I’m flying in today. So, I’ll see you and mom when I get home.”
“Kouga wait-”
“Bye!” And he hung up before his father could further object. He was then turning back to Sesshomaru, who was now fully dressed, hands fixing the cuffs of his dress shirt. “Wow, I think this is the most clothes I’ve seen you in since we got here.”
The older youkai merely gave a hint of smirk, heated eyes looking back to the wolf youkai. Kouga answered it with his usual grin.
“That can easily be rectified, ookami.” Sesshomaru told him and Kouga tsked.
“Uh uh, clothes stay on or we’re gonna miss our flight.” He said grabbing up his own luggage and heading for the door. “We can hopefully fit in the lavatory on the plane.”
Sesshomaru was behind him as he left and the two entered the elevator, where Kouga was shoved back against the wall, his blue eyes meeting smoldering gold.
“That’s the beauty of owing a private jet.” Sesshomaru was murmuring, pressed close to his mate, who was growling low in a heated response. “All the room of an empty cabin.”
“Now that’s what I call first class.” Kouga was grinning before he and Sesshomaru were melting together in a kiss.
xoxoxox
A week had passed after their return from their makeshift honeymoon of sorts and Kouga was back at work. At the moment, he was concentrated on cutting wood for some support beams for the frames of walls. He was aware that he was being stared at and his frown was a mix of focusing on the task at hand and responding to the staring.
As the large table saw he was using screamed, he saw from the corner of his eye as his audience of one shifted closer. It wasn’t until the body was directly beside him that he turned off the machine and straightened, pulling off his goggles with a soft sigh.
“What?” He asked, turning to the Inuyasha, clad in a suit that actually fit him properly.
Sesshomaru had taken him to a private tailor and Inuyasha had objected, but he accepted the suits. His hair was actually tame, too, pulled back into a neat single braid. If Kouga was insane he would actually think Inuyasha was pretty damned hot at this particular moment. The suit fit him too well and Inuyasha looked good when he put in effort to his appearance.
The inu-hanyou glared at him for a while longer and Kouga merely crossed his arms, matching the stance that Inuyasha currently had. Puppy like ears flicked for a bit, before Inuyasha scoffed.
“Something’s off about you.” Was all he said and Kouga blinked. “It’s like you changed or something, but I can’t put my finger on it.”
“Oh yeah?” Kouga said before nodding in his friend’s direction. “And you look nothing like yourself. What? You trying to impress me? I’m flattered.”
“Hey, fuck you.” Inuyasha snapped, his face frowning further. “I thought I’d start looking like a co-owner of a multi-billion dollar company instead of a bum. What’s it to ya?”
Kouga chuckled and reached out to clap his friend on the shoulder, Inuyasha shoving him away, but not a rough as it would have been when they had first been enemies.
“Nothing’s changed, Inuyasha.” Kouga assured him, replacing his goggles to start working again. “You’re delusional.”
He heard Inuyasha scoff before he started up the drill again, returning his task. He had to stop it again as he heard Inuyasha’s voiced muffled through the loud noise.
“What?” He questioned and Inuyasha looked back at him, a little hesitant.
“I called Miroku.” He said, and Kouga frowned, lifting his googles from his eyes so that they rested on his forehead.
“Oh, yeah. How’d that go?”
“Uh, he hung up on me.” Inuyasha muttered, Kouga barely holding back a chortle. “Well the first time I called him anyway. He actually talked to me the second time.”
“And?”
“I apologized.”
“And?” Kouga pushed, Inuyasha shrugging.
“He uh, he said thank you.”
Kouga leaned back on the workbench behind him and he studied Inuyasha carefully. Inuyasha actually seemed genuinely ashamed at what he had done to Miroku. He had brushed off Kagome and Jakostu, the latter of the two he hadn’t even contacted for sex. Kouga was shocked. Inuyasha, the hanyou man-whore had seemed to have been tamed. It only took a human man, whom he obviously had serious feelings for, to put him in his place. He was sure not even Miroku was aware of the effect he had had on the hanyou.
“You two talk about anything else?”
“No. He hung up after, much more politely.”
Kouga nodded and was crossing his arms again, his brow drawn together as he thought over some things. Inuyasha, he finally realized, was asking for advice on what to do next without actually asking him.
“Give him some time.” He simply said, Inuyasha burying his hands into the pocket of his pants. “Call him back after he’s thought things through. I’m sure he’ll be ok with talking then.”
“Feh, who asked you?” Inuyasha sniffed, and Kouga snorted, turning back to try working again. He didn’t get far as he felt Inuyasha’s eyes on him again. He sighed audibly and looked back in obvious annoyance at his friend, who was glaring back at him suspiciously.
“I know something’s different about you, ya idiot.” He said, Kouga merely shaking his head and turning away again.
He was busy rechecking measurement on the wood when he felt hands pulling the back of his collar down, hard enough it was slightly choking him.
“What the fuck!” He was objecting loudly and he turned to face Inuyasha who was giving him a devilish grin.
“Holy shit, whoever you’re fucking must be some piece of hot ass.” Inuyasha laughed. “Those nail marks on your back look wicked. What the fuck?”
Kouga pulled away from the silver-haired hanyou and fixed his shirt, before glaring blue eyes at his laughing friend.
“Hey, shut up.” He muttered with a low, taunting voice. “At least I’m getting some ass, which is more than you can say.”
“Dude, not cool.”
Kouga merely flipped his friend off before turning back to his work again. He growled at the painful flick to the back of his neck and as he turned back, all he saw was Inuyasha’s braid trailing behind him as he ran off with a taunting laugh. He’d get the idiot later.
xoxoxox
“So, I believe with the completion of the new branch office, we can expect good projections for next quarter. Not to mention, Kurosawa-san has provided us with some successful business endeavors.”
At the mention, Naraku nodded at Sesshomaru, who stood at the front of the room, a graph depicting possible financial growth projected on the wall behind him.
“It’s safe to assume that the new building will be finished on schedule?” An investor was asking, the older demon’s face etched with wary conviction.
“It shall be finished on schedule and running with the work from the best investors, stock brokers and accountants that Japan has to offer. You needn’t worry.”
“And what of the younger Tsukino-san?” A shareholder questioned, his concern unmasked with his tone of voice.
“My brother has been, and will continue to be, instructed into proper form. I will personally take any and all responsibility if any folly of his were to befall the company.”
There were soft murmurs and whispers before the men in the room nodded satisfied.
“If that is all, gentlemen, I’ll call the meeting to an end.”
As the gentlemen of the board stood from their seats, they bowed and gave salutations before they parted, Sesshomaru returning the gesture. The room emptied out until it was just he and Naraku, the dark haired hanyou watched as Sesshomaru carefully packed away his paperwork. He sat casually leaning back in the cushioned, high back chair, his hands steepled together as he studied the inukai for quite some time.
“My sister has informed me that you have retracted your engagement.” He finally spoke, gold eyes slowly looking up at him and offering him a placid stare. Naraku shrugged and leaned back further, not looking the slightest bit insulted as he should. “I cannot say I do not understand. The word bitch is too tame a word to describe her.”
Their eyes met and Sesshomaru stood straight, his eyes watching as Naraku studied him further before the pale man was offering him a smile that was almost sinister. The odd thing was that was how the hanyou always smiled, so it was difficult to know if he was plotting something or just smiling at the situation at hand.
“Tell me; was she too much to stomach?” He asked the silver-haired demon. “Come now, I won’t take offense. Besides, the match was only offered because you needed a female to keep you father at bay.”
“I no longer needed your sister’s assistance.” Was all Sesshomaru offered and Naraku merely made a humming sound.
He stood then, walking closer to Sesshomaru, who watched him carefully. His hand traced the table top as he walked closer, before he stood beside his business associate, a bit too close for comfort.
“Dare I assume that you’ve found someone?”
“You are overstepping your place, Kurosawa-san.” Sesshomaru warned and Naraku chuckled, but stayed where he was.
“Kagura’s already told me of your little fling with the ookami.” Naraku said, his hand lifting from the table to tuck a wayward strand of silver hair back into place. “A regal prince such as you sullying his vestige with a mere commoner. How very unexpected of you, Sesshomaru-kun.”
Sesshomaru glared back at the smiling face beside him and Naraku backed off just a bit.
“Very bold of you to assume you can use such familiarity with me.” Sesshomaru sternly uttered and Naraku bowed his head. “What is it you wish to do with this knowledge? Blackmail?”
Naraku laughed outright before he was turning to face Sesshomaru fully, his arms crossing as he leaned in closer.
“There’s no fun in that.” Naraku said, his smile stretching into a near mad grin. “I’m having fun merely observing the story unfold.”
He looked Sesshomaru over again, and his smile turned to a grin, his head tilting a bit in an inquisitive manner.
“The wolf must be treating you well.” He told the inukai, his tone implying the treatment to be sexual. “You are positively glowing.”
Sesshomaru frowned at the words and would have asked for an explanation, but the sound of a throat clearing had them both looking to the door. Tsukino-sama stood looking in, his face set with a stern look and Naraku bowed to him in greeting.
“Konnichiwa, Tsukino-san.” He greeted formally, the older demon merely nodding in response. “I’d stay and talk but I must be on my way. Your son will surely fill you in on how the meeting went. Sesshomaru-san, until tomorrow.”
Sesshomaru merely watched him leave and then he was left alone with his father, whose eyes hadn’t left him since he had made his appearance.
“Otousan.” The younger demon greeted, and Tsukino-san entered the room. Sesshomaru set about to packing his briefcase, not wanting to stay in the meeting room any longer. Neither did he feel he had the patience or nerve to be alone with his father right now.
“I can assume the meeting went well?” His father was asking, and he was nodding obediently in reply. “That is good to hear. I’ve been second guessing my decision to hand over the company to you and your brother as of late, but, I cannot reverse my decision now. Where is Inuyasha?”
“We both agreed that it was best if he was not present at today’s meeting.” Sesshomaru answered and his father made a soft sound of agreement.
“He’ll have to be present at these meetings eventually.”
“Eventually.” Sesshomaru repeated in agreement.
As he placed the last of his paperwork and belongings in his briefcase, Sesshomaru looked up at the looming presence now beside him. Golden eyes were staring down at him intently and he merely straightened his back and stared back. It wasn’t one hundred percent defiance but it definitely was a show that there would be no submission.
“An old friend of mine is searching for a husband for his daughter, they are very wealthy; nobility. As you have lost interest in Kagura I think you will find her well suited to your needs. You and I will have dinner with them both. A formality of the two families meeting before the engagement.”
“No.”
The elder Tsukino’s eyes narrowed, his face as emotionless mask though the very aura of his anger was hard to miss.
“I beg your pardon.” He was stating and Sesshomaru snapped his briefcase closed, his eyes never leaving his father’s.
“No.” He repeated; his tone even and firm. “No more dinners, no more prospective females, no more of you telling me who and when to marry. You cannot and will not run my life, chichiue.”
Touga’s body barely shifted to watch Sesshomaru walk past him and his eldest son only broke eye contact once he was completely past him. Touga slowly turned then, sharp eyes watching his son head for the door.
“Sesshomaru.” It was a call meant to be obeyed and he did, the younger inukai stopped in the open doorway, turning somewhat to look back at him. “I told you to end it.”
“I did.” Sesshomaru answered, his father’s brows coming to gather in the slightest proof of a frown. “I have ended allowing you to control my life.”
He left then, leaving his father behind in mild state of shock that one could never read by his placid expression.
xoxoxox
Kouga looked from where he was leaning on a post waiting for his silver-haired lover. He couldn’t help his grin as Sesshomaru’s car pulled up, lifting himself away from the streetlight, he sauntered over to the car to greet him.
He opened the door, watching Sesshomaru easily glide out and before the taller youkai could stop him, he was placing a kiss on the demon’s cheek. Sesshomaru merely rolled his eyes but grabbed Kouga by his shirt and pulled him in closer, giving the ookami-youkai a proper kiss hello.
It made Kouga’s head light with giddiness. Sesshomaru did not once kiss him out in the open before. Perhaps it was a bonus of claiming each other, now he didn’t care who saw them.
“Well, hello to you, too.” Kouga said with a chuckle when they finally parted.
Sesshomaru gently pushed him away and Kouga grinned as he watched him close the door.
“This place that you’re bringing me for lunch, it had better be well worth it. I do not dine at humble establishments, Kouga.” Sesshomaru started, looking about the area. It was littered with small private owned stores and complexes with affordable houses and apartments for those of median income. Not the part of town Sesshomaru would frequent on his own, but Kouga had insisted. “So, where is it?”
“Not far.” Kouga said, his mile reassuring. “Best ramen in town. Hands down. First, I wanted to show you something.”
Sesshomaru merely raised a brow and Kouga grinned big as he grabbed his wrist to lead him a couple of cars away. When they reached a motorcycle, Kouga presented it as if it was a grand prize and Sesshomaru’s face was emotionless in an instant.
“What is that?” He demanded and Kouga rolled his eyes.
“Look, working for your family, I was able to save up enough. I sold my car and added the money together and I finally have a bike.” The wolf was clearly overly excited about it, more so than his lover would ever be. “I always wanted one. Want to take a ride?”
Sesshomaru snorted and Kouga pouted at the response.
“You wish me to allow you to drive me around on this deathtrap? I would just as likely allow you to drive me around in that old piece of junk you owned before.”
Kouga merely waved off the comment and sat himself on the bike, looking back at his lover on the sidewalk, who clearly was not going to change his mind.
“If you hold on tight, I’m sure you’ll enjoy the feel of it between your legs.”
He saw the interest peak at the innuendo and Kouga chuckled, before he was climbing off again.
“I’ll let you think it over, babe.” He was saying, before grabbing Sesshomaru’s hand. “Come on. I’m hungry. You ever had comfort food?”
“Ah, staple food of the average Japanese citizen. Usually a mix of cheaper ingredients.”
“Whatever, ya rich bastard.” Kouga said with a snort, Sesshomaru merely smirking as he sensed the ookami had been a bit bruised by the statement. “We can’t all afford expensive cuisine. And you won’t be able to resist, I’m betting on it,”
“I can match any bet you make, I’m not the poor one.”
Kouga threw an empty glare back at him and Sesshomaru merely chuckled. He let himself be led to a small almost alley like street and into an establishment that was already quite busy for so early into the lunch rush.
It was quaint little place, and that was the only way Sesshomaru thought to describe it. Quaint . . . and homey. He bowed his head as the staff greeted them boisterously and happily, Kouga waving to the men and women behind the counter.
“Konnichiwa, Kouga-kun.” A female wolf greeted, Sesshomaru tensing at the familiar title. “Oba-san didn’t mention you were working here today.”
“No, just dropping in for lunch, Aya-chan.”
The girl nodded and then looked to Sesshomaru, her eyes widening a bit and she bowed soon after.
“Irasshaimase!” She greeted, before smiling brightly at the inukai. “I’ll get you two a table!”
“We’ll sit at the counter.”
“No way! I can have a booth available in an instant.” She insisted and then she was off.
“Oi, Kouga!” Came a loud greeting and Kouga waved at another wolf-youkai, who was tasked with making noodles behind the counter. “Oba-chan said you were coming in today. We all thought you were too busy working for big shots to come back and see your own family.”
“Baka!” Kouga was exclaiming with a smile. “If you’re making noodles today then that means mom must hate owning a business. Your noodles are pure crap.”
“Huh? I make the best noodles this side of Japan!” The ookami boisterously exclaimed, the few customers in front of him cheering in agreement. “Ginta won’t like that you’re being mean to his dear aniki!”
“Right, Hakkaku. I have a guest with me today, don’t screw it up, I’m trying to impress him.”
The ookami, now identified by name, looked at the tall youkai beside Kouga and blinked. Then his grin was widening as he bowed gracefully at the visitor.
“We rarely get fancy visitors in this establishment. I’m sure you’ll be impressed with our hospitality, sir! Oi, Aya-chan, you get that table ready yet!”
“Hai!” The young woman’s voice called out, her hand shooting up to grab their attention. “This way, please!”
They made their way through the crowded restaurant, Kouga greeting other ookami-youkai along the way. Sesshomaru easily came to the conclusion that half of the patrons were family and he realized then that it was true that wolf youkai kept both their immediate and distant family close.
Once they were seated, Aya offered them tea and was off back to the kitchen to inform the cook of their arrival. Sesshomaru looked to Kouga, who seemed happy in his surroundings. This was home to the wolf, and it must have been comforting to be back in familiar surroundings.
“You seem content here.” He observed out loud and Kouga looked to him with a raised brow. “I am not so familiar with such an establishment, it feels almost foreign. I believe I am more comfortable in a setting of a much more polished atmosphere.”
Kouga sorted and reached for a pair of chopsticks out of the container holding multiple, before drumming them against the table as if he were playing the instrument.
“Lighten up, toots.”
“Do not call me that.” Sesshomaru’s glare was dangerous and Kouga merely laughed.
“It’s okay. I just wanted to treat you to some home cooking in my family’s restaurant.”
“I did not know your family owned a business.” He said looking about. “You seem to be a very successful enterprise. Has your family considered allowing investors to create a chain?”
Kouga rolled his eyes before leaning in closer to flick at his lover’s forehead.
“Do you not turn off?” He questioned, as Sesshomaru slapped his hand away. “My dad would never allow this place to go corporate. He enjoys it as a family establishment, with humble roots and everyday patrons. It’s homey and nice. Relax; I’m sure you’ll enjoy yourself.”
Sesshomaru nodded and Kouga smiled back at him, pouring a serving of tea for them both. If the older youkai was in any way tense, Kouga’s charm easily relaxed him. He and Kouga were talking casually as if they were alone by the time the main course was served and Kouga was laughing as Sesshomaru had been unceremoniously stuffing his face. The food was good, he would admit, but he caught himself and returned to his regal appearance, Kouga teasing him the entire time.
They were lost in their own world in the small booth, especially after Kouga shifted so that they were sitting side by side as opposed to across from each other. It meant they weren’t aware of the multiple eyes and smiles directed toward them. The door to the kitchen swung open and Kouga’s mother rushed out, hastily straightening her appearance as she exited.
“He’s here already?” She questioned Hakkaku, who turned to face her. “I was so busy back there I didn’t think I’d get out here in time to greet them. Where is he? Is she pretty?”
Hakkaku’s brow raised and he cleared his throat to hide his snicker.
“Oh yeah, very pretty. Upper class, too.”
“Oh, who cares about that?” Satomi said with a huge grin, untying her apron. “I do hope I’m not a mess.”
“You’re beautiful, Oba-chan.”
She scoffed and handed him her apron, before shooing him off back to work.
“Ginta needs help in the back.” She called out as she left behind the counter and Hakkaku merely waved an affirmation as he headed to the back kitchen.
Satomi was smiling broadly as she pulled up to the table, her presence coming as a shock to the two occupying the space. Her smile faltered a bit as she saw another male patron, but she didn’t think twice about it. Kouga’s girl probably went off to the bathroom.
“Kouga, dear, I’m so excited to see you.” She greeted, nodding at the friend her son had brought with her. “You know I’ve been waiting to meet this secret lover of yours.”
Beside him Sesshomaru stiffened but Kouga ignored it, smiling back at his mother.
“Okaasan, you didn’t have to invite half of the family.” He said, and his mother only waved off the comment.
“This is a big moment, dear. We all thought you were set on being a loose bachelor for the remainder of your life. Is she in the bathroom?”
Kouga let out a small, nervous laugh and shook his head, his mother frowning a bit.
“Well, tell me she didn’t already leave.” She said with a small air of disappointment. “I should have come out sooner.”
“Okaasan, there’s no she.”
“What are you . . .”
Her words trailed off as she suddenly put things together. Her eyes looked to the silver-haired youkai beside her son and it was then that she realized the close proximity in which they sat, the entwined hands she hadn’t been paying attention to and the obvious down right nervousness now cascading off of the stoic inukai.
Oh dear. He was inukai.
She gathered her wits and cleared her throat, looking to Kouga who waited restlessly for her approval and she was rendered speechless for a moment. This was all a big shock and she wasn’t sure how to react. It was then that the inukai was standing, Satomi looking him over before he bowed at her respectfully.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, okusama.” He was greeting her and Satomi nodded back.
She was aware of the sudden quiet in the restaurant and she looked about, meeting curious gazes and shocked faces. She realized that it was now obvious to the rest of the invited guests of who the secret youkai was and they were waiting for her reaction.
As the younger demon straightened, she studied him closely. This was more than she expected and it wasn’t as if she didn’t think it possible that her son would chose to date a male, he had never hidden that he liked either sex before, but it was still something that she had never truly prepared for. Her eyes stared back into gold, nearly unreadable eyes, but she recognized the hint of unease, the nervous tension and saw the glimmer of hope for approval and she couldn’t help as her heart melted.
“Okusama?” She said with a smile, waving the title aside. “You flatter me. Please, sit and eat! I didn’t slave over a hot stove so that you can sit here hungry. Look at you, basically skin and bones! We ookamikai know how to a fatten youkai up. Kouga, you should be ashamed that you’re allowing him to waste away!”
Kouga made a sort of whining sound and Satomi playful swatted him on the head, before she was motioning that Sesshomaru be seated again. As he did, Aya brought out more food and Satomi sat and joined them, insisting on serving Sesshomaru who tried to politely decline.
“I’m a mother, we like to feed people.” She merely told him with a smile.
Cheerful greetings had them looking o the entranceway and Kouga’s smile faltered a bit as he watched his father walk in. The elder wolf youkai stopped to chat and laugh with some distant family members and Satomi stood to greet him, heading for her husband and ushering him to the slop sink to wash up.
“Kouga is here.” Was all she announced and Masanori looked back at her excitedly. “And he’s brought you know who.”
“Ha! Let’s meet the woman whose stole my son’s heart!” He boisterously exclaimed, Satomi trying to quiet him a bit.
He left her behind and headed for where he saw Kouga, his eyes beaming and mouth in a full smile as he drew up next to the table.
“Kouga, you scoundrel! It took you long enough . . . to. . .”
His face grew solemn at the sight of one of the owners of the corporation they were employed to. Golden eyes looked back at him and Masanori could find nothing to say. Kouga took the initiative, standing and nervously rubbing his hands on his jeans, not exactly sure why the whole thing was making him so damn skittish.
“Otousan.” He greeted with a quick bow, before he was motioning to Sesshomaru. “I’m sure you’ve met, Sesshomaru.”
“Konnichiwa, Tsukino-san.” Masanori greeted and Sesshomaru stood, offering a bow of graciousness.
“Thank you, to you and your family, for welcoming me.” Sesshomaru said.
“Kouga. What’s the meaning of this?” His voice held a serious note and Kouga suddenly felt at a loss for words, but he forced his brain to piece together a sentence.
“I, uh, you said you wanted to meet him.” Kouga softly uttered, his mother joining them to offer support for her son.
“Dear, this is the secret lover.” Satomi offered, her voice low and calm.
Masanori looked at his son, who seemed to be obediently awaiting his approval or disapproval and then he was studying the son of one of the most wealthiest and powerful demons in Tokyo. He did not want to believe that his son was involved with someone like that. It was too dangerous. Someone would get hurt and it would probably be Kouga.
“And your father knows about this?” He was questioning the inukai.
“He has his suspicions.” Sesshomaru answered and Masanori snorted.
“Do you both think this will work?” He asked, waving a hand at the two of them, Kouga looking back at Sesshomaru as he did. “A prince and a pauper of modern times; do you think Tsukino Touga will allow this match to happen? Did you two think this out?”
“My father does not dictate my life, Yamauchi-san.” Sesshomaru answered before Kouga could answer in retort. “Who I chose as my mate is my own decision.”
The restaurant fell deadly silent as all eyes stared back at them. Satomi had gasped, her hands covering her mouth and Masanori’s eyes narrowed onto Kouga, demanding an explanation for what he meant.
Kouga steeled his resolve and took Sesshomaru’s hand, silently shocked when he felt the hand grip his rather tightly.
“It’s true.” He announced, his eyes locking with his Alpha’s. “We’ve become mates.”
“Mates?” Satomi softly asked.
Sesshomaru moved first and revealed his claim mark to the crowded restaurant, the gasps and murmurs building. Kouga had to lift his shirt to reveal the claw marks on his chest and he watched his mother’s eyes water as she saw them.
“Oh my.” She murmured softly as she moved forward, her hands grabbing Kouga’s face with a happy smile. “My son has a mate.”
The tears were happy, Kouga noted as she kissed his face before turning to Sesshomaru and cupping the inukai’s cheeks. Kouga couldn’t help the soft chuckle as he watched Sesshomaru uncomfortably endure the treatment.
“I’m so happy!” She squealed out, hugging tight onto Sesshomaru. When she finally let him go, she was looking back at her husband, whose face still held a dour look. “Dear?”
He slowly stepped closer, Kouga alert as his father’s eyes were locked on Sesshomaru. The two Alphas faced each other, the older looking the younger over for quite some time. Then their eyes locked and Kouga was tensing. As modern as they were, youkai ways were still very much practiced and at the moment, two Alphas were sizing up the other. He wasn’t sure what would happen but he hoped it wasn’t too bad.
Satomi watched on nervously as well, her hands clasped in front of her as she bit at her lip. She looked to Kouga briefly, offering him an apologetic look as if this was somehow her fault. Kouga merely shook his head before he was stepping forward, and just as he did, he felt more than saw as someone conceded.
Sesshomaru was bowing again, not deeply, but it was a bow none the less.
“I ask you humble me with your acceptance, otousan.” He was saying, Masanori’s brows lifting at the sight and words. “It would mean very much to your son and I will be grateful to know that you approve.”
“Otousan.” Masanori said with a chuckle, the room finally relaxing at the sound. “I guess that means you two really are mates.”
He stepped forward and lightly rested his hand on Sesshomaru’s bowed head, smiling down at the inu-youkai.
“Who am I to stand in your way?” He questioned, before he was snorting and looking back to Kouga as Sesshomaru stood straight again. “He ain’t ookamikai, but at least he’s close enough.”
“Thank you, Otousan.” Kouga was saying gratefully, completely relieved and his father was merely growling out a sound of dismissal.
“Oi, Hakkaku! Sake all around! My son has a mate and we’re going to celebrate properly!”
Cheers followed the announcement and Masanori smiled back at the newest addition to the already large family. Sesshomaru nodded and Masanori returned it. Then he was slapping Kouga’s back jovially and a bit too hard.
“Satomi, my dear, these two are wasting away. More food!”
“Hai!” His wife said with a smile and was heading off for the kitchen again.
The two were soon surrounded by joyful wolves, being offered congratulations and well wishes. As they became overwhelmed, Sesshomaru excused himself and slipped outside. It took him a while, but Kouga followed, smiling at his mate who seemed to be thinking about something intensely.
“You alright?” He asked, moving closer and Sesshomaru looked up at him with his usual expressionless mask.
“Your family will take some getting used to.” Sesshomaru admitted and Kouga merely shrugged. “I am relieved that your parents approve. I am not so sure that we will find the same results with my father.”
“Are you kidding me?” Kouga asked, reaching out to hold Sesshomaru by the shoulders and turning him to face him. “Your father likes me; he’s always so nice when I’m around. And I’m already Inuyasha’s friend. It’ll be fine”
“Your enthusiasm and optimism can be irritating at the best of times.” Sesshomaru muttered with a roll of his eyes. “My father tolerates you because you are Inuyasha’s friend.”
Kouga only groaned and pulled Sesshomaru into his arms, resting his forehead against the inu-youkai and taking a deep breath. He hummed appreciatively as Sesshomaru’s arms wrapped about his neck, drawing them closer together.
“Worst case scenario, your father hates my guts and disapproves.” Kouga said, his closed eyes not able to watch the uncomfortable look in Sesshomaru’s eyes as he spoke the words. “And so what? I’m not leaving you for any amount of money that he throws at me.”
“You quickly assume my father will try to extort you?”
“Oh please, I know how you rich guys work. You all think you can buy your way out of anything.”
Kouga opened his eyes to be greeted by an unamused gaze and he merely grinned back at his mate, before pecking him on the lips.
“Don’t look so offended. I was kidding.” He assured the silver-haired youkai. “But then again-”
He was cut short as his mother appeared again, scolding them and sending them back to the table, and then directing food to them. Sesshomaru and Kouga continued to eat as they were fed, the ookami insisting on feeding the inukai. It was oddly allowed and the two enjoyed the time together as well as the food.
From behind the counter, two parents watched as their only son doted over his new mate, who was obviously letting him get away with it for the sake of the youkai’s surrounding family. Satomi could not help the warm smile she watched them with and it nearly faltered as she turned to look at her husband’s solemn face.
“Relax, dear. Your son is happy and we should be, too.” She said, turning to Masanori who merely grunted. “We’ve always wanted to see him paired off, and he’s mated. In this modern day of marriages, our son has taken a life-long mate.”
“I am very happy, Satomi, dear.” Masanori began, releasing a large sigh. “I am just cautiously so. Sesshomaru comes from a family line of Daiyoukai. I know their ways. I don’t want anything to happen to Kouga. Sesshomaru’s father is quite the follower of the old ways.”
Satomi turned to look at their son again, who was now cuddled up in the booth next to his lover, who was half-heartedly refusing some dango he was trying to feed him. It would pain her to see that Kouga would most likely be hurt again, and her shoulders lifted with pride and defiance. Her son and his mate will continue to be happy; she will make sure of that herself.
“Do not fret, dear.” She was saying then, her husband looking to her curiously. “We ookami will never allow mates to be forced apart. I suspect you and I will have to have a small chat with this Tsukino Touga.”
Her husband grumbled a hum in agreement, his face lighting with a smile.
T.B.C.
That was a long one. I hope you enjoyed it. I am still fairly uncertain if this will be an mpreg. Like I said, I never intended it to be, but being lazy and recycling author’s notes at the beginning of chapters is kicking me in the ass. lol If I do make an mpreg out of this, it’ll have to be split into two different versions and I’m lazy. I’ll figure it out and hopefully soon. Thank you for your patience and stay tuned.
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