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Dreams of Red	By : Saranwyn Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 5877 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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InuYasha groaned and opened his eyes. He was in a forest. What had happened? He remembered going to Naraku to make a deal. “Escort yourself to my dungeon to wait for me to finish dinner and be ready for dessert.” He had bowed and gone to obey, but…
“You’re awake.” He sat bolt upright, staring at the speaker.
“Se—Lord Sesshoumaru!” he gasped. “What-?”
“No. You don’t get to ask questions. I’m asking the questions, here,” Sesshoumaru cut him off. He glanced over his shoulder to make sure Hisoka was asleep – which she was, cuddled up in his pelt. (A/N: I’ve heard it’s called Mokomoko but…idk) “I heard you talking to Naraku.” InuYasha bowed his head, his ears drooping. “Why would you say those things?!”
“Because it’s the truth,” he whispered. “I failed…to protect you heart, but I will do my very best to protect everything your body and your daughter.”
“Y-you…” Sesshoumaru felt his composure leaving him.
“If I ever thought it would’ve turned out this way, I’d have never left. If I’d known it was possible f-for Hisoka to exist even…I just…I know this is all late and I have no right, but I’m so sorry.” Sesshoumaru swallowed hard. Why, InuYasha? Why…after all this time…after all these years of hating you…why do I still love you? How can I still love you? He wondered. “So please…just let me go back and protect you and your daughter.” The image of Naraku having his way with InuYasha rose bile in the back of Sesshoumaru’s throat, and with it, a possessive growl. He lunged forward and grabbed InuYasha by his hair, pulling him into a ferocious kiss. It was only about halfway through that he realized it was more desperate than fierce, but by that time he was too caught up in the sweet pressure of InuYasha’s lips against his. The scent of his ex-lover filled his nose, overwhelming his senses. He couldn’t help it. His brain was hardwired to want InuYasha, his body trained to react to his mere presence. (A/N: was gonna say “trained like one of Pavlov’s dogs to react to his mere presence.” But the anachronism was too big to ignore.) Even though he’d only done it with the Hanyou once, once was all it had taken. He’d given everything to InuYasha, his body, heart, and soul – and demons mated for life.
“If you love me,” he whispered. “Don’t let anyone else touch you…ever.”
“But…Naraku…”
“Let me deal with him.” InuYasha averted his gaze, biting his lip. “Please…InuYasha…”
“Why would you want me back? After what I did to you…”
“I don’t know, InuYasha. All I know is that I do. You…you were an idiot…to think that leaving me would help anything, but you…you did it because you loved me. And fifty years of hate has worn me down. I can’t keep it up, anymore.” Sesshoumaru released him, sighing and rubbing his forehead wearily. He felt a hand touch his cheek and he looked up to see his former lover on his knees before him, now, looking at him with the most apologetic, regretful expression he’d ever seen on the face of a living creature.
“I’m so sorry, My Lord,” the half demon murmured before leaning in to kiss Sesshoumaru softly, his eyes closed. The demon lord stayed still, allowing the caress to remain perfectly chaste and innocent. His own eyes fluttered shut as a soft sigh escaped him.
“Inu…Yasha…don’t…don’t stop,” he whispered when the younger drew back. “Please don’t stop.”
“But…H-Hisoka…” he replied just as lowly.
“She’s asleep.” InuYasha merged their lips, again, holding them there a moment before drawing his tongue out along Sesshoumaru’s lower lip – requesting entrance which was given. He ran his tongue over his lover’s teeth, across the arch of his mouth, and finally along the length of his tongue, coaxing it into action. The full demon whimpered softly into his lover’s mouth, lacing his fingers into InuYasha’s silvery locks. At length, the younger ended the kiss, pulling away just a little.
“Have you…had anyone other than me?”
“No.” There were various reasons for that. One, he’d never felt any desire to take a partner. Secondly, he had completely sealed off his heart except from his daughter. Thirdly, even if he’d wanted a partner with no feelings attached – something more than readily offered to him by more than enough people – he wasn’t about to let someone see him in any sort of vulnerable state, like that.
“I think we should stop here, tonight.” Sesshoumaru frowned but was forced to agree. “Besides, maybe you don’t want to jump in so quickly. It’s a big transition to make after-”
“Demons survive on their adaptability. I want this…have wanted this for a long time. And you…you were going to give yourself to Naraku for my sake. So please…don’t make us wait on account of that. However…I don’t want Hisoka waking up and asking us what we’re doing. She’s still a bit young for that talk.” InuYasha nodded and sat back.
“I’m so sorry, Sesshoumaru – can I call you that?”
“Yes, you may.”
“I just…your mother-”
“My mother?”
“She came to me…and it just…what she said made sense. You know, she could’ve been right, either way.”
“No. I would never have been left with a worthless Hanyou, because I had you.”
“But Sessh, how could I steal from you what you wanted in life. Kami, the way you’d brighten up and have such passion when you talked about your future…”
“Why didn’t you just talk to me about it?”
“You’d have laughed it off. I just…I wanted to protect you…I was confident you would…forget about me.”
“Idiot,” Sesshoumaru mumbled, curling himself up and snuggling up basically in InuYasha’s lap with his head in his chest. “You’re so stupid.”
“I know. I’m sorry.” Sesshoumaru felt the tears rising. It had been at least a decade or two or maybe even three since he’d last cried, and now it felt like all those years of suppressed sorrow were coming out. He buried his face into his ex-lover’s chest and inhaled deeply, marveling at how the scent, after all this time, still comforted him. “I’m so sorry for what I did to you.” He felt warm, gentle fingers glide through his hair as the younger man rocked him gently. “I never wanted these past fifty years for you.” The demon lord let the tears come and go, silently spilling down his cheeks and absorbing into the bright crimson of InuYasha’s kimono top. “Sometimes I thought it would’ve been better if I’d never gone to see you.”
“Don’t say that. I spent the first one-hundred-twenty years of my life dreaming about you. Our time together…was the happiest time of my life.”
“It won’t be, Sessh. I will do everything in my power to make you happy, again.” Sesshoumaru smiled half-heartedly.
“I know. Just don’t let go.”
“I won’t. Never again.”
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