Family Connections | By : Saranwyn Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4204 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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InuYasha strolled into school and was immediately beset upon by Kagome. She hugged him tightly, squealing happily.
"Why were you not in school this past week?" she demanded. "We were worried about you!" He tried his best to smile, though really, he was still feeling down about his brother's recently renewed distance. If anything, Sesshoumaru was colder to him than before. He hadn't spoken to InuYasha at all since he'd fled to Miroku's house, and he avoided looking at him whenever he could. He also went out of his way to just be in a different room than InuYasha.
"Um…family trip."
"With your brother? Don't you guys hate each other?" Kagome asked skeptically, linking her arm with his.
"InuYasha!" a voice called. His head swiveled to see Kikyo approaching them. "I wanted to thank you for studying with me the other day."
"U-um…it's no problem," InuYasha replied, mystified about why she was even talking to him. "Good luck in your classes."
"You too. And also…I was hoping we could do some more studying during lunch." She bit her lip hopefully.
"Um…I guess. Sure." She smiled a little, a faint blush touching her cheeks.
"Thank you! I'll see you during lunch then." InuYasha shrugged.
"Sure. No problem." Kagome frowned.
"Can I come too?" she asked.
"Sure. I don't care." Now Kikyo also frowned a little. Confused and really not wanting to deal with it, the half demon untangled himself from Kagome's arm and walked off. Girls were weird. He didn't want to put up with them, anyways. Really, all he felt like doing was brooding about Sesshoumaru.
That day, at lunch, neither of the girls were there when InuYasha got to the cafeteria. Shrugging, he sat down. Maybe they didn't want to study after all. That was when Miroku cam running up to him, clearly out of breath.
"Yasha!" he called. "Ka-Kagome and Kikyo…fighting!" In an instant, the half demon was on his feet. Fighting? Why would they be fighting? He took off after his friend, who was already headed back towards the classrooms. The two girls were in the gym room, shouting at each other.
"How dare you, you bitch!" Kagome gasped as they came in. She smacked Kikyo hard across the cheek. The priestess gasped and responded with a punch. Neither of them noticed InuYasha and Miroku standing, flabbergasted, in the doorway.
"You really don't want to get in a fight with me," Kikyo hissed.
"You-!"
"Hey!" InuYasha stepped in. Both girls turned to stare at him. "What is going on here?" Kagome looked away, embarrassed, but Kikyo met his eyes evenly.
"This insufferable, little snip of a girl picked a fight with me, so I gave her what she was asking for."
"Are you kidding? She picked a fight with me!" Kagome cried, her eyes snapping to glare at the other girl. InuYasha stared between the two of them, utterly shocked.
"Okay…what is this really about?" he asked. The two girls scowled at each other and fidgeted uncomfortable. "You know what? I don't care. Just…don't fight. You'll get into trouble. Or if you're going to fight, do it outside of school." He turned to walk away. It wasn't really his business what they were up to.
"Wait!" Kikyo cried. InuYasha sighed and turned back around.
"What?"
"Will you go out with me?" He blinked. Kikyo was asking him out? They'd only just met, really. He sighed and chuckled.
"I'd have to ask my brother. He doesn't let me do basically anything without asking him first, so…don't get your hopes up." Kagome scowled at Kikyo. Miroku glanced between the two and then burst out laughing, earning him a shocked stare from everyone else in the room. He couldn't believe it. They were fighting over InuYasha. He slumped against the wall in helpless peals of laughter. It was just perfect. Especially considering, if his suspicions were correct, InuYasha didn't have an eye for girls at all. In fact, if he was really spot on, his friend only wanted one person. That sobered him up a little. InuYasha wanted the one person who would never ever accept him.
"Sorry. Sorry. I just…nothing." He turned to walk away, shaking his head. InuYasha followed him.
"What was that about?" he asked.
"InuYasha – you're so lucky."
"What do you mean?"
"They're fighting over you." The half demon lifted a quizzical brow, clearly not believing his friend. "I'm not kidding! They really are! I wish I had girls fighting over me." The monk sighed wistfully, a blissful smile on his lips.
"Get your head out of the clouds. And I'd prefer it if they were fighting over you, too!" InuYasha snapped. "I mean, I don't belong with them…"
"Why do you say that?"
"I'm not human, Miroku. I don't belong with humans. I mean, Kagome doesn't even know what I am! And Kikyo…she's a priestess. We're natural enemies."
"That's not true. And by that logic we're natural enemies, too."
"You're different. Besides. Friends is one thing. But, like, boyfriend-girlfriend…no way. It just would never work."
"Maybe you should give her a chance."
"We'll see what Sesshoumaru says, but I don't know. It gives me a bad feeling. Besides, I hardly know her."
"Well, this is one way to get to know her. Come on, try being a normal person every once in a while."
"I'm not a normal person, Miroku. I'm a half breed."
"Half breed or not, you're still a normal person. There's nothing wrong with you, so don't let anyone tell you otherwise." The half demon looked away, mainly to hide that he didn't believe his friend in the least. A soft sigh escaped his lips.
That evening, when Sesshoumaru came home, InuYasha gathered up his wits and met him in the entryway. For a long moment, his brother just stared at him, then, he started to move past him as if he didn't even exist.
"Sesshoumaru," the younger spoke up, moving to block his way. Sesshoumaru clenched his jaw and took a step back to put some distance between them.
"Yes?" he asked, more than ready to just be gone from his brother's presence. He could smell him, hot and heavy in the air.
"I want to go on a date with this priestess named Kikyo. She knows about me, so I wanted to know if I could-?"
"No," Sesshoumaru cut him off. "Don't be stupid. You don't belong in their world."
"I don't belong in yours either!" InuYasha snapped. "Why can't I even try to find-?!"
"Love?" the demon sneered. "Is that what you want? You won't find it with that priestess whore, InuYasha. You're a half breed. You will never find love."
"But can't I at least-!"
"No! That's final! If you even consider dating that human you can get out of this house, right now!" And with that, Sesshoumaru swept past him and disappeared up the stairs. InuYasha, of course, had expected his brother to say no, but for some reason actually hearing it was so much worse than he'd imagined. He hates me so much that he would disown me for just trying to find love? He thought in numb disbelief. Why does he give a damn who I date?
Sesshoumaru could feel the anguish running through his brother's body. He wanted nothing more than for the half breed idiot to take off the stupid necklace. He hated feeling those stupid, human emotions, almost as if they were his own. He clenched his fist. No, if he had anything to say about it, InuYasha would never lay hand on a girl. His stomach coiled in hatred and distaste. Why do you care so much? You should go back and let him do whatever the Hell he wants. He shook his head, throwing himself down on his bed. No. I said what I did. Reasons aside, I'm not about to go back on it now. Besides, I'm his Alpha, I'm supposed to look out for him, and there's no way this human is a suitable match for him. A suitable match for him doesn't exist and no one can claim him without my permission. He rolled over and buried his face in his pillow. Why are you getting so worked up about this? It's not worth it.
He felt his brother remove the necklace and breathed a sigh of relief. Still, the uneasy feeling in his stomach wouldn't go away. He had to do something about this problem, and soon. He didn't know if he could wait four more years. He could hear InuYasha moving around downstairs – probably getting something to eat. For some reason, he was hyper aware of it, more than usual. He closed his eyes and listened as he heard the half-demon talking on the phone.
"Hey, Miroku…Yeah, no shock. He said no…I guess I don't really care, I mean…yeah…no, man it's not like that… WHAT? No! He's…he's Sesshoumaru, I would never-! Don't' even joke about that! I'd have to be an idiot to want someone like him!" Sesshoumaru felt a low, possessive growl rise up in the back of his throat. And idiot to want someone like me? What's that supposed to mean?! I'm damn near perfect! Before he could stop himself, he was on his feet, across the room, down the stairs, and standing in front of his brother. He snatched the phone away and tossed it aside. "Hey! What the hell are you-?!"
"How dare you say something like that about me!" Sesshoumaru growled, grabbing him forcefully. The half demon struggled fruitlessly.
"Let go of me! What the hell is wrong with you?!" The older brother tilted his head to the side and bit down on the younger's neck, drawing blood. "Ow! What the hell?!" InuYasha's head snapped back as he was shoved up against the fridge.
"You said you'd be an idiot to want me; then you must be an idiot," Sesshoumaru snarled lowly in his ear.
"S-stop! What are you doing?! Get off of me!"
"Because I know how you feel, InuYasha! Yes, my dear Outoto, I know exactly what I do to you. Like when you walked in on me shirtless the other day. Whenever we're close your breathing hitches and your body starts to react. Especially after the heat. You can't keep your mind off me. See? Even now, just getting manhandled by me gets you hot, doesn't it?" To make his point, he slid his knee between his brother's legs, rubbing up against his hardening member.
"Leave me alone! It's not…It's not like that!"
"Don't lie! That's exactly what it's like. It's only natural for you, after all."
"Stop it!"
"Who do you think you're ordering around, little brother? You have no right to tell me what to do!" He felt, with each movement, his brother was getting more and more turned on. This is getting dangerous, he thought dimly even as he dug his nails into the boy's arm, pinning him back with his whole body. The younger's arousal was overwhelming his senses, and sending heat coursing through his body. By this time, InuYasha was barely even struggling anymore, whining softly in the back of his throat as a form of weak protest, but an squirming just served to stimulated him more, so he stayed still.
"Please stop…" the smaller boy whispered. "Please…no more." Sesshoumaru reeled back, coming to his senses. What the hell was I about to do? He realized with a jolt. Snarling, he spun on his heel, trying to figure out why he'd even come down in the first place.
"Never deny what I do to you, brother. What you feel for me," he spat as he headed up to his room again.
"I hate you!" the half demon screamed after him. "I hate you so much it makes me sick!" Sesshoumaru's stomach coiled in on itself and he nodded. That's right, he thought, willing himself to calm down. As I, you, brother.
InuYasha slumped to the floor against the fridge, who whole body shaking. What was up with that? He wondered. He was about to freaking rape me or something. That cruel little voice inside him jeered, would it be rape if you wanted it? He slowly stood, trying to will away his hard on with little success. Sighing his defeat, he went to his room and flopped down on his bed. Guiltily, he slid his hand down to the front of his pants, massaging lightly for a moment. His eyes fell shut, and without his permission, an image of his brother rose up in his mind. The Sesshoumaru in his head was smiling – more of a playful smirk – at him, not a hint of that hateful glare that was normally present. He groaned as he recalled the feeling of his brother's hands on his body, his lips and tongue and teeth nibbling down his torso, his hot breath washing over his skin.
InuYasha's hand tugged open the button on his pants before pulling down the zipper to push both his jeans and his boxers a little ways down his legs. He wrapped his fingers around himself, remembering how it had felt when Sesshoumaru had done the same. That week alone had probably provided enough material to last him a lifetime, if he never had another time to jack off without the help of his own hand. When he inhaled raggedly, he could almost taste the heady scent of Sesshoumaru on his tongue. His eyes cracked open for a moment just to make sure he was alone before sliding shut again. A moan rose from his throat.
"S-Sesshoumaru…" he grated out, gradually speeding up his hand. "Ah…Sesshoumaru…" Grunting, he rolled over onto his knees, kneeling on the bed. Tentatively, blushing a bright red, he brought his free hand to his entrance. His body was aching for it, his hole twitching violently. He needed to feel it. The mere thought of his brother inside of him set his whole body on fire, begging to be taken. Pushing away his own shame, he thrust two fingers up into that tight hole. "Ah!" he flung his head back, keeping his eyes screwed shut. "Mmm! S-Sessh!" His hips began to rock back and forth gently, thrusting up into his hand then pushing down against his fingers. The Sesshoumaru in his fantasies was already sliding in and out of his body, panting heavily in his ear, kissing up and down his neck. "Y-yes!" he choked out. "More! Sessh!" With a groan, he released into his own hand before collapsing onto the bed, panting. After slowly allowing his heart and breathing to calm down, he sat up to clean himself up and change. Could I do that kind of thing with Kikyo or Kagome? He wondered. The idea gave him a bad taste in his throat. This isn't normal. Maybe I should give it a try…He tried to imagine pushing Kikyo down on the bed and plunging into her, but he quickly broke loose of the idea, his stomach writhing in distaste. Shit. This is really bad. He changed and curled up in bed. This is really, really bad.
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