What Never Should

I do not own InuYasha or any of it’s characters. Any side character belongs souly to me and will not be used by another.

Summary: Review to Chapter 1.

Writing Style: Review to Chapter 1.

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Chapter 10. Blood Lust

The snow began to fall a few days before, covering the yellow and brown land in a thick blanket of imposing white. The tree groaned under the weight of their branches, white diamonds falling lightly to the earth, their delicate designs resting gently over the other.

It was natural, you see, to have such beauty in an era such as it was. Without the tall buildings, billowing smoke and clouded air of gasoline and industrial smog , it was clear and beautiful, nothing to take away the wonders that evoked the world beyond.

The lakes and ponds began to freeze over, small cracks and rippled bounding themselves into the crystalline water. It shimmered beautiful in the dull white light of the sun, the cold air whispering through the trees, singing into the most conscious ear. The loose snow hanging over the ground danced through he breeze, almost laughing as it played in the coolness of the late day.

Footprints leading to a smoking village patterned through the snow, leading through the low fencing in the small village. On the far end of that, a spring that was used to ward of the cold chill and freezing nights. This village, this single village, was lively with cheer. Young children played in the snow, throwing small balls at one another, laughing in their games. Some made small angelic figures on the ground and ran after one another.

A group of older woman watched from not far, sitting on the steps of their homes, smiling at the young children who need not worry of the world beyond the boundaries. For beyond the boundaries and beautiful stream and the long valley that extended through the woods to the opposite side and beyond that, a battle raged.

InuYasha pulled Tetsusaiga from it’s sheath, the large decayed weapon exploding into a long white fang that glowed red in the cold air. A puff of breath escaped the hanyou’s panting mouth, his body slumped over from weariness from the length of his battle. Miroku stood far to his right, hand at the ready in case his Wind Tunnel was needed. Sango stood to his left holding Hiraikotsu at the ready.

The giant serpent beast hissed angrily, its twelve heads swaying back and forth, focusing in on the half-demon as his comrades. It’s tongues flicked, body curling on the ground into a large bundle as nine of it’s heads hid behind it’s body, the lasting three each taking an opponent. The snake hissed again, fangs exposed and glittering with clear poison.

“InuYasha, I can suck it into my wind tunnel,” Miroku said, glancing at the hanyou.

“It has a jewel shard and there’s no way you’d be able to survive with that much poison in your body,” InuYasha said, not taking his yellow eyes from the beast.

The scaled body quivered, the slit of eyes glittering dangerously as the snake twitched, it’s body reading for another attack as it curled father into itself. The three heads hissed very slowly, long white fangs exposed, hot poison dripping onto the ground, burning holes into the white powder and dried earth below.

It roared angrily, it’s three heads diving at the force at hand. InuYasha simply bounded away, standing strongly in front of Kagome, growling at the serpent demon. Miroku jumped to the side, striking the snakes head with his walking-staff. Sango called upon Kirara (note: I have been getting a lot of stupid complaints about my spelling of Sango’s cat demon companion so I’m changing how I spell the name for your enjoyment) and hoped onto the large Siberian cats back, floating into the cool air.

The snake demon made a sibilant sound, lifting it’s three heads from the dirt to shake off. The glared around at the group before sliding down behind the large body, three new heads appearing, all new and well endowed, hissing dangerously, long white fangs extended like its brethren heads.

“Bastard,” InuYasha sneered.

“Hiraikotsu,” Sango yelled, sending her giant boomerang at the snakes heads.

The long bone boomerang cut across the demons three heads, breaking off the jaw of one, leaving it’s tongue to hang limply down it’s broken-jawed mouth. It tried to hiss, but the sound came out more of a growling gurgle, it’s tongue lolling side to side. The two other snake heads turned to their injured adversary, hissing at in concern.

“Now’s our chance,” Miroku yelled, running forward.

InuYasha bounded, blade raised, face concentrating. It slashed, calling out his attack ‘Wind Scar”. The snaked turned their heads, but could not move as the blade of Tetsusaiga came cutting across the longest of heads, slicing it clean from the demons body.

Miroku ran from the side, pulling out many sutra and sending them forward, sparks of blue electricity running up the second head, the snake crying out as it’s body began to explode and crumple in on itself. He jumped, slamming his staffs rounded head over the snakes scaley one, the creature hissing out once more as it collapsed tot he ground.

“Kirara, let’s go,” Sango said to her cat demon companion.

Kirara roared, diving down from the sky, Hiraikotsu raised and ready at wait. Sango narrowed her eyes as she approached, swinging her boomerang over her head, the snakes head cutting clean from it’s body without a sound until it hit the ground with a shaking crunch and dust rose around it.

“How pathetic,” InuYasha muttered to himself, though a smirk tugged the side of his lip.

“Never doubt an enemy with more than one head, InuYasha,” a voice said, sliding from his on a tree. “This one is far from dead.”

InuYasha turned to his brothers words, looking up at the lord who had decided to come and watch the battle play out. His dull eyes stared downward but were yet unfocused on the creature, his sense of smell pointing out where the supposed dead beast was lying.

“He is right, InuYasha, look,” Miroku yelled, pointing with his staff.

The hanyou looked in time, watching as the nine heads left raised up, rage burning dangerously in their slicing orbs. The largest of the heads raised up the tallest, the body curled on the ground unwound, showing off the glow of where one of the shards was embedded. He let his eyes slide up the giant snakes body to the largest of the heads, another glow shimmering from atop the giant beast.

“Kagome, why didn’t you say it had two shards,” InuYasha growled angrily.

“I only saw the one,” Kagome said, her voice hitched with sorry.

“No matter, I’ll destroy this beast either way,” InuYasha said in a cocky tone.

The beast lowered to the ground, disappearing in the high grasses. Everyone went onto their utmost guard, listening for the sound of rustling grass. It was silent, deathly silent, and that was something that worried them all, even Sesshomaru, who could not even small the beast from his perch in the trees.

“Come out you coward,” InuYasha snapped angrily.

“As you wish...”

Everyone gasped. InuYasha turned, dropping Tetsusaiga from it’s attack position as one of the snakes heads appeared from behind, latching onto the hanyou’s arm and pulling him into the grass below, the bodies disappearing from sight. Sesshomaru jumped forward on his branch, growling low in his throat at the loss of his brothers scent. He knew to well something was happening, he could hear the others calling out his name, worry shaken in their words.

“Everyone keep on your guard, I will go in search of, InuYasha,” Sesshomaru ordered dangerously.

He jumped from the trees, diving into the grass and landing hard on the ground. He sniffed, knowing to well the snake had buried itself far under the ground, the scent of wet soil strong, blocking out the snakes musky odor.

‘Where are you you bastard,’ Sesshomaru though. ‘You made a grave mistake attacking my mate.’

Sesshomaru’s pointed demon-ears twitched gently, the sound of moving soil coming far to his left. He could hear someone cussing under their breath and knew it was InuYasha. He heard the snake hiss gently, moving slowly through the tunnels toward him, darkness enveloping darkness.

“InuYasha...” Sesshomaru waited, wanting the snake closer to him.

He heard the earth shift to his close right, feeling a tongue flick our around him and sniffing the air. He knew well what the serpent demon was doing and was going to do. He had faced many snake demons in his youth and knew well what they were like no matter the amount of heads they had.

The snake slid into view, though the demon standing in the middle could not see and the heads could sense it in him. It’s many heads stretched into different tunnels, surrounding the youkai lord from every corner and inch of the tunnels below. The head holding InuYasha appeared last, it’s eyes glittering with tease, knowing well who the lord was, having seen him many times before.

“Release him,” Sesshomaru ordered.

The snake’s green eyes glittered again as if laughing at the lord, the other heads doing to the same as they approached even closer, circling the lord with ease and no sound. Sesshomaru placed a hand on Tokijin, hearing his brothers heavy pants and growls, but he could feel the hanyou’s eyes on him, digging into him as if begging him to get out so not to be harmed.

“InuYasha,” Sesshomaru said, hearing his brothers breath stop of the word. “Move...”

Sesshomaru pulled Tokijin from it’s sheath, a loud explosion of blue light streaming through the many tunnels, destroying all the heads but one. The lord dove forward, punching the last head on the jaw, making the serpent release his brother. He grabbed InuYasha around the waist and slid one arm under the hanyou’s legs, lifting him into his strong arms. He jumped toward the scent of air coming through one of the tunnels, the snake following, hissing angrily.

“Look...”

Miroku jumped out of the way just as Sesshomaru appeared from beneath the tall snowy grass, the largest of the snake heads following closely behind, it’s mouth open as it’s head came closer and closer to following the demon lord. InuYasha jumped from his brothers arms, pulling Tetsusaiga from it’s sheath and raising the fang-sword above his head. He waited... and waited... the mouth around his body... a scar appearing in the winds surrounding them.

“Backlash wave...”

The snake roared, eyes wide, the glitter disappearing into death. The demon serpent ripped into pieces, it’s last remaining head exploding away, the shards of the jewel dropping to toward the ground, ready to be lost in the tall grasses.

“Quick, someone grab the shards,” Kagome yelled.

Miroku and Sango ran forward, watching as the small pieces of crystals dropped far from their reach and landed... into the hands of the youkai lord. They stopped, watching as the lord sniffed at the shards, seeming to look intrigued with them. He looked up, watching as InuYasha dropped to the ground not far from him and walked forward, sheathing his blade once again.

InuYasha stopped in front of his brother, eyes shimmering at him as if it was the first time they had seen each other in many years. The youkai lord turned to his brother, his large body shadowing out the shorter hanyou. He held out his hand, InuYasha holding out his own as well as the two shards dropped into them, folding his fingers over the two shikon pieces protectively.

“Thank you,” InuYasha whispered, low enough so only Sesshomaru could hear.

“Go back to the village and rest, you must be tired,” Sesshomaru hummed, running a hand down his brothers cheek, his thumb sliding across the welcoming lips that breathed puffs of white.

“I will visit you later,” InuYasha mumbled, leaning into the caress.

Sesshomaru dropped his hand from his brothers cheek and turned toward the trees, walking away from the hanyou who whined from the loss of touch. He placed his hand on his cheek where his brothers had been, smiling as he watched the slowly retreating back.

“InuYasha, let us return to Kaede’s village,” Miroku called to his friend.

“Yea... lets’ go,” InuYasha whispered, turning and walking back toward the others.

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Sesshomaru turned when he entered the trees, smiling when he heard his brother shifting away from him, knowing well that hanyou wanted to be with him, but he needed rest after such a battle. That demon hadn’t just attacked, someone had sent it, and it got on the lords nerves. He could smell the cent of Kagura all over the serpent demon and the week scent of Naraku emanating from the scales of the beast. It was for that reason he had gone to watch the battle unfold, keeping closely to his younger sibling.

He entered the trees, ducking under a branch he felt for, lifting it above his head so not to prick out an eye. He waked cautiously, listening to ever small sound around him, hearing a mouse skitter away from him. A branch snapped far off, and heavy hoof beats dashed through the silence. He walked without care from the noises, hearing a coyote walk out of his path and knew well the dog had bowed to him in respect.

The air stilled for a brief moment before it exploded around him in a mass of swirling leaved and snow. He felt the cold whip of the air as it passed by his marked cheeks, keeping his hands down as he looked up, sniffing the air and frowning, the scent of the wind sorceress becoming stronger until only so many feet in front of him.

“Wind Sorceress Kagura, what an unpleasant surprise,” Sesshomaru said darkly.

“Sesshomaru, your still alive, how sad,” Kagura whispered in her usual calm voice.

“It was a mistake of yours to come to me,” Sesshomaru said, hand sliding up Tokijin’s handle. “Do you plan to die today?”

“I am hear to deliver a message,” Kagura snapped, not wanting to fight the lord of the western lands, knowing he was much more cautious now that his vision was fairly impaired into blindness. “A message from, Naraku.”

Sesshomaru disappeared, Kagura stepping back and gasping when her back came into connection with his chest. She tried to turn, but was held in place by his new arm, his weapon raised to her neck, a growl passing through her ear, making her shudder from the inside, small bumps appearing across her skin.

“And what, may I ask, is this message,” Sesshomaru whispered dangerously, his blade becoming tighter to her neck.

“He wishes you and, InuYasha to be at his palace,” Kagura gasped, mouth taught. “A proposal for you both.”

She was shoved, falling to the ground, turning only to meet the edge of Tokijin at her forehead, the blade glowing blue in the cold air, a whip of air passing over them, the sliver hair of the youkai lord dancing around his face as he looked down at her sternly, rage burning in his blank orbs of grey.

“Go to your master,” Sesshomaru said calmly, though his eyes showed his anger. “Tell him he must come to us, if he wants to make a proposal.”

“You are more stupid that you look,” Kagura muttered, a smile quirked her lips.

“Go to him, or go to him in pieces,” Sesshomaru said. “Either way you will get back to your hell of a master.”

A blast of wind exploded form around Kagura and she flew above the clouds on her feather, staring down at the lord, red eyes angry. She muttered something incoherent and flew off, disappearing into the clouds above. Sesshomaru turned his blade down, sheathing it once again. He turned to look in the direction of the village, contemplating whether or not to tell InuYasha. He decided against it, continuing to his hide for the time being until the hanyou came to him later during the early evening.

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Kagura muttered under her breath continually, lowering down into the courtyard surrounded by purple miasma. The dead look of the palace uttered darkness and the scent of much blood, mostly from humans. She walked silently, the feather returning to her hair as she walked up the steps to the sliding doors of the palace.

The interior was nothing but the remains of bones and weaponry from soldiers that had once protected the palace. Their remains sat on the walls and scattered the wooden ground, cleaned completely of any skin of muscle.

“Disgusting,” Kagura mumbled.

She made her way down a staircase hidden under a trap door, dust thick and slippery, he feet jutting out every now and then as she walked, making her way down the crazed stairs into a thick blanket of miasma that hung in the air, swirling around like a fog that would never lift. A young girl floated into view, her round mirror reflecting the older sorceresses image, the small mirror glittering in the darkness eerily.

“Kana,” Kagura muttered, glaring at the younger girl. “What are you doing down here?”

The young demon girl turned, walking – almost floating – away from her, disappearing into the darkness. Kagura snorted, following after the young child, knowing she was leading her to Naraku. The young girl appeared in front of her through the thick purple have, standing at the entrance of a room, demon tentacles and branches sticking out in every-which-way.

“Thank you, Kana,” Kagura grumbled lowly.

She entered the room, the purple have much thicker than anywhere in the entire palace. She stopped in the entrance way, looking up at the half-demon spawn that was spread throughout the room, long black arms, tentacle, branches and some things that didn’t even go, spread the back walls of every corner, some sliding out the doorway.

In the centre of everything was Naraku, his body looking relaxed and somewhat annoyed at the sorceress standing before him. He began to shift, his body retreating under the large baboon skin he still wore. He walked forward, gripping the woman’s chin roughly and pulling her close, his dark eyes boring into her red ones. She shuddered, feeling his heated breath on her lips; his face so close to hers it was suffocating. She dared not move, knowing he would only attack if she did so.

“Naraku,” Kagura said, hating how her voice came out a quiver. “I went to the western lord.”

“And?”

“He will not come. The demon I sent did not work either, it was killed sooner than it was supposed to be,” Kagura said, her voice even shakier. “He said you must go to him.”

“Is that so...”

Naraku released Kagura’s chin, walking toward the doorway. She stood, her body frozen with fear, glad that he had not tried to kill her like so many times before. She could feel him watching her though his eyes were not turned to hers. She could feel his eyes looking at her in Kana’s mirror.

“You failed me Kagura,” Naraku said in his usual silky voice. “You must pay for that.”

“Please, Naraku,” Kagura whispered.

“Kana, do me the honor,” Naraku said, sliding from the room.

The young child bowed as Naraku disappeared into the miasma. She turned to look att he older woman who had turned to her, fan out and spread to the ready, glaring at the young girl. She entered the room, eyes a blank slate as she stared at the older woman, twisting her mirror in her small hands and looking down at it.

Naraku slipped from the castle, a thick purple blanket of miasma encircling him as he drifted into the air, the thick clouds heavy with more snow that would drop soon. He floated quietly from the castle, making his way through his barrier toward the village. A smile pulled at his lips as he drifted quietly, a swarm of poisonous insects buzzing around him.

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InuYasha looked up at the falling sun, the clouds moving over the village and a few small flakes floating to the ground. He walked away from Kaede’s hut, leaving prints in the white blanket that now lay snugly over the land. He could see his brother in the distance, looking up at the darkening sky, though he could not see it but the cold scent was easy to detect. He smiled, stepping up beside his elder sibling to look up at the snow that was beginning to fall more heavily, a flake landing on his cheek, making him smile wider.

Sesshomaru turned to look at his brother, seeing the hanyou’s closed eyes as he enjoyed the cold air, the thick flakes playing with his creamy skin and silky hair perfectly. It was something the western lord didn’t want to change. As much as it pained him to believe, he was beginning to change dramatically. It was annoying, at some points. He still hated humans as much as he did, but being with his brother was beginning to change his feelings toward all half-demons. He had seen one in the forest not long before, it was picking small berries from a bush. He had wanted to go up and kill it, but a tug in his heart pulled him away from wasting such time and left the demon to it’s pickings.

InuYasha felt his brothers eyes on him and turned to look at the elder youkai, smiling when he saw the softness playing across his brother beautiful face. The silvery locks danced around him like the water moving silently over the surface of a lake. It was beautiful, just beautiful. He turned to Sesshomaru, placing his hands on his brothers upper arms and leaning up, brushing their lips together, the warm contact sending shivers up both their backs.

“I love you, you know,” InuYasha whispered.

Sesshomaru did not answer, he leaned forward, their lips barely touching, but the feeling was mutual as they wrapped their arms around one another, the kissing deepening and becoming more needy. InuYasha opened his mouth, his brothers tongue forcing it’s way into the warm caverns. Their tongue slid along one another, wanting to feel each other in every aspect. They wanted to feel each others heat radiating as it did whenever they were together.

Their kiss parted when air was needed, both staring deeply at one another, InuYasha taking in the features of his brothers perfect jaw line and lips. His well arched brows and beautiful eyes, though dull from loss of sight. His perfect hair that slid like a flowing waterfall down and across his shoulders, tucked perfectly behind pointed demon ears that could hear for many miles.

Sesshomaru slid his hand up InuYasha’s soft cheeks and down through his hair, tangling his long nails and fingers into the silky tresses. His other hand ran across the hanyou’s jaw and over soft supple lips, licking his own. He lowered his hand down the warm neck, his hand brushing over the bump of his mark, a smile etched over his calm expression.

“Beautiful... so beautiful,” Sesshomaru whispered.

They crushed into another kiss, Sesshomaru pushing his brother up against a tree for leverage as they ravished one another, feeling each others bodies up and down, hands sliding into one anothers’ kimonos to feel the hard chest beneath. They so badly wanted one another, but being so close to the village could cause a great deal of turmoil.

Sesshomaru pulled InuYasha father into the trees, making sure they had disappeared from anyone’s sight before attacking his brother once again, running his tongue over the hanyou’s lips before dipping it inside, their lips latched once more with need. He pushed his body up against his half-demon brother, grinding their nether regions together, moans muffled by their bruising kisses.

“Take me,” InuYasha panted when their lips parted before being crushed together again.

It was to perfect and to wanting for them both. InuYasha pulled at the pants of his brothers kimono, growling into the others mouth in annoyance that he couldn’t get the material away from the lord. Sesshomaru’s hands laced over his and undid the tie that held them up. He ground his released erection into his brothers still covered one, releasing a moan from the warm lips of his hanyou lover.

“Tease,” InuYasha growled out seductively.

Sesshomaru smirked, his hand sliding into the red rat skinned pants, wrapping around the long length and stroking, his thumb dragging agonizingly over the tip, precum dripping from the hardness. His brothers breath panted into his ear as the hanyou leaned heavily on him, his back pressed hard into the tree.

InuYasha could feel himself getting close, his eyes clouding over as his world grew fuzzy with desire. He so badly wanted his brother to take him, the torture and pain becoming to much as release grew closer and closer. More precum dripped from his shaft and he shuddered, his brothers hand sliding over the tip one again. The loss of heat from his length surprised the hanyou and he growled, glaring at his brother through fogged eyes.

“What... the hell,” InuYasha panted.

“Hush,” Sesshomaru whispered.

He ran his hand over the tip of InuYasha’s erection again and pulled his hands from the hanyou’s pants, rubbing the clear liquid over his length, preparing it. InuYasha panted heavily, licking his lips as he watched his brother ready himself. He felt the youkai lord wrap his hands around his waist, lifting him onto his hips. InuYasha wrapped his legs instantaneously around Sesshomaru’s waist, moaning when he felt the tip of his brothers large shaft nudge at his entrance teasingly.

With a quick thrust, Sesshomaru buried himself within the tight hotness, shuddering from the feeling, his lover gasping and squeezing, the pain racking into the hanyou’s breath. He licked the InuYasha’s ear, whispering gently to calm the hanyou and dissipate some of the pain. He nibbled on soft dog ears, licking the inner rim, listening as a moan passed through the hanyou’s silky lips, pleasure aching him.

InuYasha felt flashes of hot stars as his brother began to pull out to the hilt and slid back in with a quick thrust, his pace going from quick and needy to slow and pleasurable now and then, making InuYasha pant with more want than he could ever beg for. His brother knew exactly what to do, easing in and out, arching sideways and sliding in the just brush the hanyou’s prostate and tghen back out to arch in the opposite direction, brushing the other side to his prostate.

Soon it became to much for both and Sesshomaru’s pace became shaky and quick, driving hard into the smaller body, hitting the pleasure spot within the hanyou every time, making him cry out for more as they both came closer to their release. Growling into InuYasha’s dog ears, Sesshomaru wrapped his free hand around the hanyou’s thick length, stroking it shakily with his thrusts.

InuYasha cried out one last time as every ounce of his strength was ripped from his body and released from his body in spurts of pleasure as hist seed spread over Sesshomaru’s open palm, the lord growling out his brothers name as he came within the heated body. They panted, grasping for one another as their lips came together, tongues dueling and dancing with one another as they collapsed tot he ground in a heap, moaning in each others mouths, panting and kneading at one another.

They parted, Sesshomaru resting his head against InuYasha’s forehead licking his lips as he closed his eyes, smiling with satisfaction. InuYasha sighed softly, wrapping his arms around his elder brother, kissing his loves forehead with soft ghost kisses he rained down the lords face until he reached his mouth to press a warm heated one on the soft lips of his youkai brother.

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Naraku drifted over the trees, his wasps circling him slowly, the strong miasma floating in wisps around his demonic body. His eyes fell over a pair of silver haired demons, sitting in the forest, kissing as leaning against a tree together. The smallest of the two lay softly in the arms of the other, his head leaning back into the soft chest, watching the snow fall to the forest floor.

Naraku smiled dangerously, his purple haze spreading out over the forest in thick blankets. He drifted to the ground, watching as the two demons looked around, growls ripping from their throats as they stood up, the smaller of the two focusing in on the demon above them. He gripped the arm of his other, making him also turn up, grey eyes burning dangerously in warning, obviously sniffing out the demon creature descending upon them.

He pressed tot he forest floor softly and without a sound, the fog of miasma settling with him. He smirked, looking into the searing eyes of the hanyou, InuYasha and his brother, the lord of the western lands, the one Naraku had come for, Sesshomaru. InuYasha was gripping tightly onto the sleeve of Sesshomaru’s kimono, another low growl dripping from his body.

“Naraku,” hissed InuYasha.

“Yes, InuYasha, it is,” Naraku said through his silk voice. “And you, Sesshomaru.”

The lord did not note the half-demon spawns words. He merely glared though his face showed no emotion toward the intrusion. This did not sit well with Naraku, the lord not even noting his arrival of approving in own name. It severely annoyed him, and yet, it was that attitude that drew the demon into the lords presence.

“Leave, Naraku, or suffer death,” InuYasha snapped.

“Now now, InuYasha,” Narakku whispered. “I did not come for you, but your brother, on the other hand, I have.”

Sesshomaru’s eyes flashed, but the look was gone as soon as it came, returning back to their original cold stare. Naraku smiled, have seen the glitter or curiosity whisper across the blind eyes of the one he wanted. He would love so much to kill Sesshomaru and watch as InuYasha’s last essence of happiness was ripped from his body, making him weak and easy to kill.

“You’ll have to go through me to get to him,” InuYasha hissed, snapping Naraku back down to reality to focus n him, breaking the staring contest between the two older demons.

I do not plan to go through you, InuYasha,” Naraku hissed, his silky tone gone. “But, Sesshomaru, I do plan to go through.”

“This is between me and you,” InuYasha growled.

“Yes, but you got what I wanted and now you will pay by watching the one you love so dearly is torn form your life... forever...”

Both InuYasha and Sesshomaru stared shocked at the demon before them, surprised by his words. Rage was burning behind the dark eyes draped by black hair, the man standing before them glaring with such hatred he was spewing the acidic anger he felt toward the two. His body glowed with a black ora that made the hair rise on the back of Sesshomaru’s neck, his body quivering at the feeling as he stepped forward, using his body to cover InuYasha’s, eyes meeting as Naraku and Sesshomaru stared at one another...

‘He will die at my hands... good by... my love... Sesshomaru...’

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Note: I’m still contemplating on whether or not to make this an Mpreg or not. I’ll leave the decision up to the reads, so send in your reviews and tell me your thoughts. Enjoy reading.