Fifty Years | By : nika1280 Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 27198 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
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Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of its characters, places or things. They belong to the wonderful Ms. Rumiko Takahashi and her distributors. I do, however, own any OC's and the plotline to this story.
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When he got to their bedroom, Sesshomaru was greeted with the most erotic sight. Inuyasha was standing stark naked, changing into a sleeping yukata. Sesshomaru stared at his mate’s body in fascination—he saw Inuyasha nude everyday yet it never ceased to amaze him. The soft, flawless skin, the strong abs, the toned legs, the firm buttocks...everything about Inuyasha screamed sex appeal. His mate must have noticed his staring because he hastily dressed and turned to Sesshomaru with an adorable rosy blush on his cheeks. Quickly crossing the room, Inuyasha got into the bed and motioned for Sesshomaru to join him
"Mate," Sesshomaru groaned as he ducked his head and captured Inuyasha’s lips with his own. His brother tasted heavenly—the sweetness he’d come to associate with Inuyasha was stronger now than ever before. Inuyasha parted his lips and allowed his brother entry, capturing Sesshomaru’s tongue and sucking greedily on it. He allowed his brother to undo his sash and push the yukata off his shoulders. It fell away, leaving Inuyasha gloriously naked to Sesshomaru’s eyes.
Growling hungrily, Sesshomaru ghosted his hands over his lover’s chest and shoulders, reveling in the way Inuyasha’s skin twitched and tightened under his touch. Leaning toward the hanyou’s neck, he deeply inhaled the intoxicating scent of his mate. He smelled of wild plums and jasmine, and everything in him was screaming at him to take him.
Without warning, Sesshomaru pressed his lips to Inuyasha’s, tilting his lover’s head back and plundering his mouth. His tongue swept through his brother’s mouth, trying to taste everything. The low moan his brother released only heightened Sesshomaru’s arousal, causing his erection to throb painfully in his hakama. He wanted his mate, needed him in a way he couldn’t describe. There would be no sweetness between the two tonight, no whispered confessions of love. There was only pent up frustration and lust, both clamoring for release.
Ripping his clothes off, Sesshomaru lunged at his mate, knocking Inuyasha to the bed. Jerking his brother’s leg up, he plunged his fingers in, quickly trying to stretch his lover. His youki was roaring with lust, and he needed to be inside his brother as soon as possible or he didn’t know what he would do.
Inuyasha felt the same need. While Sesshomaru prepared him, he picked up a bottle of oil from the nightstand and bathed his brother’s cock in the viscous fluid. He could hear Sesshomaru’s grunts and moans as he worked his erection. Soon, he had Sesshomaru bucking in his hands, desperately seeking release. Inuyasha denied him. Just before Sesshomaru came, Inuyasha dropped his erection and turned himself over, presenting his entrance. Sesshomaru growled lustily and plunged into his brother with superhuman force.
"Sess," Inuyasha cried, loving the feel of his brother inside him.
Sesshomaru thrust long and hard, at a maddening pace. Inuyasha tried, and failed to keep up with him. As he hit Inuyasha’s prostate, Sesshomaru wrapped his hand around his brother’s erection and pumped it in time with his thrusts. Faster and faster they went until Inuyasha lost all sense of everything except his brother inside him. The pace was so delirious Inuyasha thought he’d pass out from the pleasure. Sooner than he’d hoped, Inuyasha came, moaning his brother’s name. Not long afterwards, Sesshomaru released into his brother feeling the high of both his and his mate’s orgasms.
Bonelessly collapsing onto the bed, the mates snuggled into each other. It was hard to tell where one ended and the other began. All they knew was each other—the outside world didn’t exist. As they drifted off to sleep, Inuyasha uttered one thing to his brother.
"I love you Sesshomaru, and I always will."
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Sesshomaru jolted out of his sleep at the memory of him and Inuyasha making love. It had been so long since he had his lover near him—his loins ached for his mate, his soul cried for his loss, his emotions overwhelmed him. Normally he would not need sleep, but as he had weakened, he needed as much rest as possible. Looking down into kimono, he noticed the cowardly flea was still there. After the revelations of the previous day, Sesshomaru had threatened the flea to come with him or suffer death. Myoga took one look at his Lord and knew Sesshomaru wasn’t kidding, so he bravely decided to join him on this quest. The pair was seeking out Jinenji the healer, to see if he could analyze Sesshomaru’s poison and come up with a potential treatment for his ailing mate.
"Flea, get up. We are leaving," Sesshomaru commanded, awakening Myoga. He hated having to ask the retainer for help, but Sesshomaru was desperate to find his family.
"Of course, My Lord," Myoga replied, straightening himself. "We should head south-southwest today if we wish to reach Jinenji by sunset tomorrow."
The two set off for a long, hard day of traveling. Not many words were spoken between the pair until well after midday when Myoga could no longer hold in a question that had been burning his tongue since he first discovered Lord Sesshomaru’s knowledge of Inuginsenshi.
"Lord Sesshomaru, if I may be so bold as to ask you a question…" Myoga started, knowing that it was easy to anger his Lord. A non-threatening stare was his answer.
"If you can tell when a child of yours is born, wouldn’t you know that Izayoi was your daughter?" There, he’d said it.
The silence was palpable. Sesshomaru didn’t answer, didn’t even acknowledge Myoga. The flea was just grateful that he wasn’t dead.
The hours stretched on and Sesshomaru and Myoga traveled in an uneasy quiet. Myoga had broached the one topic that Sesshomaru did not want to discuss. The one thing that brought him shame like nothing else—his doubt of his daughter’s paternity. Sesshomaru knew the night he accused his brother of infidelity that Izayoi was his daughter. When she was born, he felt the tug on his youki telling him that another of his blood existed. His actions with Inuyasha were a result of an old hatred, a malevolence so deep that even he didn’t completely understand it.
"To be honest, Myoga, I have no idea," Sesshomaru started, surprising even himself by answering the flea’s question. Myoga looked shocked. Never in all the years that he had known the Western Lord—and he had known Sesshomaru since he was born—had he heard him perplexed. If anything, Sesshomaru was always assured in his actions and words, yet here Myoga could see that
"I should not have let the words of the courtiers get to me. I should have trusted him, his word should have overridden them all. If I could, I would go back and change everything that happened, but I cannot," Sesshomaru stated, giving half-truths instead of the painful reality.
"That is not all, is it My Lord?" Myoga asked, seeing right through the lord’s facade.
"It was Izayoi. For so long, I have hated your mother for who she was and what she represented," Sesshomaru started with a sigh.
"She was mortal, and as a human, inherently weak. She was the cause of our father’s death, and she gave birth to the stain on our family’s name." At this point, Sesshomaru looked over to Myoga, regret filling his once cold eyes. He could feel Myoga’s understanding eyes telling him to continue with his tale.
"Just because I love him and accept him as a hanyou did not mean that I did not harbor resentment toward Izayoi. Now I know how stupid it was of me," Sesshomaru continued. "Our little Izayoi looks just like her namesake, and seeing her face brought back all those familiar feelings of loathing."
Myoga silently listened to Sesshomaru, taking in everything the demon lord was telling him. It was all starting to come together. From what he’d gleaned from Inuyasha, and now Sesshomaru, the brothers fell victim to greedy courtiers and Sesshomaru’s insecurities. If the taiyoukai had been able to articulate his fears to his mate, maybe this tragedy wouldn’t have occurred. Myoga resolved to do whatever he could for both brothers in order to bring them peace.
"You know Myoga, I don’t know why I even listened to those fools. I should have known that they would use anything they could to gain favor or usurp my power," Sesshomaru told him. "I should have talked to my mate about my feelings, but I did not want to hurt him. It appears as if I have done a good job of that anyway." Changing the direction of the conversation, Sesshomaru asked the one question that filled him with both dread and hope.
"Are the children happy, Myoga? Do they miss me the way that I long for their presence?" he asked, stunning the flea into silence.
"My Lord, your children are as happy as they can be. Master Inuyasha is a very capable parent, and the children do not want for anything—except you. They ask of you often, but always Master Inuyasha tells them that things are still dangerous at the palace," Myoga told him.
"What did he tell them was the reason for their departure?" Sesshomaru was intrigued.
"He told them that there were bad people at the castle who wanted to hurt them, so he thought they’d be safer away from them. He didn’t say anything bad about you, Lord Sesshomaru, because he didn’t want the children to hate you. Master Inuyasha said there had been enough hatred in the family," Myoga replied.
The old flea’s words struck a chord with Sesshomaru. Here Inuyasha had the perfect chance to turn their children against him, yet he did not. He gave Sesshomaru the courtesy that Sesshomaru denied him. He allowed the children the freedom to have a childhood and not worry about the words of others. Sesshomaru was once again ashamed of his behavior toward his mate.
‘You will never know how sorry I am, beloved. I would do anything to make it up to you, to let you know that I love you and our children—all of them. You are my mate, and you are more worthy of me than any other and I should have trusted that you have not and will not betray me,’ Sesshomaru thought, once again lost in his musings…
It had been a long two weeks on patrol, and Sesshomaru was more than happy to be home. As he entered the palace gates, he thought of all the problems that required him to extend his outing by an extra week. Some of the surrounding demons were getting restless—starting fights with other tribes or raiding human villages. Some of the humans wanted to encroach upon declared demon territory stating that there was not enough land within their village limits. All in all, Sesshomaru was exhausted with settling disputes and wanted nothing more than to return to his family and enjoy a semblance of normalcy.
"Papa!" the boys yelled, clamoring over to Sesshomaru. He bent down, allowing them to hug him to their hearts’ desires. Although he could not show it, he was just as happy to see them as they were to see him. Once he had them settled down with breakfast, he went to get his baby girl. As he opened the door, he stared at his daughter. Kameko, with her coloring and markings from him looked like an angel. She had his features, but there was a softness and innocence about her that he was sure he had never possessed. Kameko was such a loving child, and so curious about the world around her. Even though she was barely a year old, Sesshomaru knew that his daughter would be formidable force when older—just look at the way she had him wrapped around her finger. Shaking himself from his thoughts, he went into the room and shook Kameko awake.
"Papa! Papa back!" she squealed in excitement, happy to see her father. She’d missed him a lot when he was gone. Her mother tried to make her feel better, but nothing was as good as her Papa.
"Meko miss Papa," she told him as she wrapped her chubby arms around his neck. He tightened his hold on her in response.
"Papa missed Kameko, too," Sesshomaru told her, walking out of her room toward the dining area. Once he had her settled in next to her brothers, he fed the kids and instructed them on their schedule for the day. As Inuyasha was no where in sight, Sesshomaru gave the kids the day off. Usually his mate was up with the sun, so if Inuyasha was not around, it meant he most likely wasn’t feeling well. Since he was in his seventh month of pregnancy, Sesshomaru could understand his mate having difficulties some days, especially with their rambunctious children.
Walking down the hall, Sesshomaru found himself closing his eyes and following the sweet scent of his mate. When he entered their bedroom, the most wonderful sight greeted him—his mate was on his side in the bed facing the door. Inuyasha’s hands were clasped together under his head with the sunlight streaming behind him. The bright rays gave the hanyou an ethereal glow that could rival that of a celestial maiden. The sheet rode low on his hips, exposing his round stomach and soft chest. His face, so calm in slumber, held a content smile. Sesshomaru thought he was perfect. Sitting on the bed, Sesshomaru leaned down and gave his mate a chaste kiss on the lips.
"Good morning, love," he whispered. Inuyasha awakened, then smiled.
"Good morning, Sess. I missed you," he told his mate as he brought him down for a more passionate kiss. Neither brother made it out of their room that day.
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A horrid stench brought Sesshomaru out of his thoughts. The smell was offensive yet vaguely familiar. When he found the source of the odor, his eyes narrowed.
"State your business, exile."
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Thanks to all my readers—you make my day. Special thanks go to MsDesperate, Caitriona and blaire, all new reviewers. Hi! To all my readers—things will get worse before they get better, so I hope you can hang on with me through the angst.
I know people are wondering about Kagome, Sango and Miroku. I’m trying to work an explanation in for where they are. I know what happened to them, but you all don’t. They will not be active parts of this story, however. If I write about them, it will be in the past tense.
New Story Alert—I’ve had the inspiration to write another Sess/Inu story. This one is an AU with a female Inuyasha, and will explore aspects of Japanese mythology. I have the prologue and the first two chapters done, but I wanted to put it to my faithful readers and reviewers to see your thoughts. Below, is the prologue. Let me know what you think.
Moonlit Sun Prologue:
Child of darkness, child of light
Souls entwined from the first night
He of the moon, proud and hale
She of the sun, fierce and veiled
Until thirteen moons pass by
Their union shines in the sky
Prosperity and hope rests
On their foreheads marks impressed
Vanquishers of the Damned Soul
Unite the land, make it whole
Joy abounds if they prevail
Disaster reigns if they fail
Their kin shall preserve the earth
Bringing with them a rebirth
Shield the Destined at all costs
Else hope for the world be lost
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Izayoi folded up the prophecy and placed it back in her jewelry box for safe-keeping. Rubbing her protruding stomach, she sighed.
‘Life is going to be very difficult for you, my precious sun.’
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Many miles away, on a different plane, Amaterasu looked down upon her earthly incarnation still in the womb. She knew that life would be difficult for the little one and her Destined mate, but there was no way for them to escape fate.
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For centuries, a darkness had been rising in the lands of Japan. As the sun shone over the country and brought life to the land, this darkness seeped into the earth, corrupting everything in its path. The gods had watched the growing menace carefully, hoping that their intervention would be unnecessary. Unfortunately, that was not the case. The greed of the worldly creatures was great, and it was this avarice that had created and fed the rising Shadow. Knowing that their assistance would be required, the gods got together and decided upon a course of action.
Amaterasu, the sun goddess, and her brother Tsukiyomi, the moon god, would be the ones best suited for the task. As they could not appear directly to the mortals, a rather ingenious plan was devised. The gods would grant them earthly incarnations, born as the chosen children of a prophecy handed down in shrine and temple lore. These two godly manifestations would possess the ability to manipulate the elements. The sun goddess incarnate would have control over fire and earth while her male counterpart would rule the wind and water.
There was a catch, however. The Destined would only succeed if they worked together using their powers against the evil, and they could only achieve their full potential if they were mated. The four elements were not happy about being separated—each one necessary for world harmony—so they would not manifest themselves until the two had consummated their union. To ensure this happened, the gods decided on a family whose connection with the gods, nature and mortals was strong—the Inu Youkai family. In particular, they picked the Royal Dog Demon family.
The patriarch of the family and his heir, Inuginji were respectful of all life forms—plant or animal, demon or human. It was this understanding that was necessary to complete the task, for the saviors of the world must be born from a demon and a human, not just one of them. The cupidity and enmity between the groups created and fueled the Shadow’s desire for destruction. The Destined would have the best of both groups, and thus be better prepared for the task at hand.
This joining would come at a cost, however. Both Inuginji and his fated mate Izayoi would suffer recrimination from friend and foe, family and clan. They would have to fight to secure their place in their world, and it would be a good while before they would be able to settle down and have children without fear of someone harming the child. Also, the lives of their children would not be easy, and the devoted parents would eventually be separated from their children for two hundred years, only connected by a thread of fate that would be severed when the Destined joined.
The undertaking was not to be accepted lightly. It would test the mettle and worth of not only the Destined saviors, but also their parents. If they could survive it and thrive, however, it would only make them that much stronger. Fate had big plans for this family, if only they could accept them.
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As Amaterasu gazed down on Izayoi, she saw the baby quicken within her mother’s stomach. Her earthly personification recognized its spiritual counterpart, even while in her mother’s womb. Amaterasu couldn’t help the smile that spread across her face, brightening the day over Japan.
"It seems you know who I am, little one," she murmured to the image. "I am sorry for the hardships you will face, but with an awareness such as yours, I have no doubt you will succeed, Inuyasha."
The baby kicked again, as if understanding the goddess’s words. Amaterasu looked fondly at the child within the woman’s womb, carefully studying her. The girl would be a handful, she could tell, and her brother was going to have a hard time with her. She could only wish them luck in their endeavor.
Amaterasu turned away from the image and left the room. She had much to discuss with her brother.
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