Truth in Blood

Errr... double writing today, ahhhh NANO almost over. Ahhhhh ,my word count!!! ..HAVE to write. HAVE to write (Zombie-fying) . ok please please review. Oh and by the way M rating goes to high gear!

Chapter 18 : Claiming

Inuyasha woke from sleep. Usually he was awake in a snap, but this time his body felt heavy and lethargic. There was a familiar scent in the air, he was home, in the tree-house. But inside, he wondered if the weather had been bad. It took some seconds for his mind to adjust, it was still dark out, and there was a feeling of silky fur beneath him. Something tickled his nose, he tried to move his hand to swipe at the offending object. He couldn't.

Energy surged through him, he jerk up or tried to.

There was a figure kneeling in front of him smirking.

Inuyasha struggled, his hands were bound wrist to elbow above his head. He was in a sitting position his legs were sprawled straight, and he was sitting on what looked like a fluffy white shawl. The fucking white haired demon knelt across his legs pinning them in place. His upper body was bare and try as he might he could not break the bonds holding his arms in place.

(“Nii-chan drink”) memory came back in a rush.

“Shippo, where's Shippo, you bastard, if you hurt the kit, I'll kill you I swear, I'll find a way to kill you.” Inuyasha grated with deadly promise, his struggles increasing.
“Be at ease pup, your kit is sleeping on the cloth outside.” the Demon Lord angled his body and Inuyasha could see Shippo fast asleep on the cloth. The kit looked like he was sleeping peacefully, Inuyasha could not smell blood or the scent of the Kit's tears in the air. However, there was something strange about the Kit's sleep, something not quite right.

“Shippo! Shippo! Wake up!” Inuyasha called out, but the kit continued to sleep undisturbed. Inuyasha turned to the impassive demon Lord, “Damn you, what have you done to him? He is just a kid, for Heaven's sake leave him alone!” Inuyasha bit out angrily.

“You kit is fine, Inuyasha. He is sleeping, and you may scream and shout, the tree house may fall, but the kit will remain asleep until I see it fit to awaken him. I have used a very mild version of my poison on the kit, it hurts him in no way, but it puts him to sleep until I administer the antidote. Oh and if you are thinking of trying to force me, my blood can only be the antidote, if I give it willingly, else it is a worse poison then what was in your blood earlier.” Sesshoumaru said his voice was almost kind when he said it, but there was a steely determination behind the words.

Inuyasha looked at the demon Lord, he felt dazed, confused and very, very afraid. “You poisoned him? Why? Why are you doing this? Why the fuck save my life and do this? Shippo never hurt you, he has never hurt anyone. Look his only mistake, his only crime is that he hangs out with me. That is my fault not his. Please don't punish the Kit for something I did.”

'I have no intention of hurting the Kit, he is quite safe. I only used poison on the kit, so that he would not awaken at an inappropriate moment and ruin the proceedings. Once things are settled I will awaken him and he will never even know his sleep was not fully natural.” Sesshoumaru said with the same smile that had comforted Shippo earlier. Inuyasha was not so easily fooled, he could see the icy determination in the sharp golden eyes and he did not understand what the look in the Demon Lord's eyes meant but it chilled him to the core.

Inuyasha closed his eyes for a second, his bangs covering the look on his face, then he took a deep breathe and raised his head. “Alright, as long as Shippo is safe, at least you are noble enough to not let the Kit be traumatized. So how do you intend to kill me? That is why you did this isn't it? You didn't want me to die by the poison, you want to kill me yourself? Death in battle too honorable a death for a Hanyou in your book?” Inuyasha asked softly, he nodded almost as if in understanding. “Shippo's a pure blooded demon, so you have no problem with him, right? Okay if you swear to let Shippo go unharmed with the hunters once I am dead, I will do what ever you want while you torture me. Scream, beg, be silent, what ever you find most interesting.”

Inuyasha's eyes were dead calm as he looked at the demon. “You give your word, as a honorable demon, that you will let Shippo go free, and I'll give you the best snuff show your sadistic heart could ever desire.” It was all Inuyasha could think of to ensure Shippo was safe, he knew Demon honor, and something told him that the pillar of sadistic ice before him, would keep his word once it was give.

“Hmmm... Hanyou, you seem to be operating under a number of misconceptions.” Sesshoumaru muttered, a clawed hand reaching up and catching Inuyasha's chin, forcing him to maintain eye contact with the demon Lord. His other hand came up to gently stroke the tanned slim neck. For a second Sesshoumaru distracted himself enthralled by the contrast of his pale milk white skin, against the tanned gold skin of the youth before him.

“You first misconception and possibly the biggest, is that I seek you death. I do not and never have I sought such and abomination. You well know if I had intended to hurt the kit the other day, he would have been dead before you got there. I was only scaring the child into talking. I would not have hurt him,.” Sesshoumaru said, stoking the neck.

Inuyasha's fangs flashed as he attempted to bite the fingers touching his jaw. He only bit air. “Bastard, not hurt him? What do you think forcing Shippo to betray me would have done to him? We both know he was close to breaking, killing him would have been kinder then breaking him like that. You would have destroyed him.”

“Yes, he was close, I could smell it on him. However, I suspect that even at that age, if your positions had been reversed, no matter what your fear, you would not have broken and betrayed the kit.” Sesshoumaru said with a satisfied smile, as the Hanyou blinked at him in surprise.

“Your second misconception is that I seek to harm you, and that I am some sort of sadistic torturer. Be assured Inuyasha I will not harm you, truth be told, any who seek to harm you will find their death on my claws.” the same claws found and stroked the corded and stressed muscles on Inuyasha's neck. Much to Sesshoumaru's pleasure he felt the youth shudder and the muscles tremble beneath his touch.

“Then what the hell do you want? Wait who the hell told you my name? Who are you? If you don't want to hurt me then why have you tied me up, let me go already. I wont attack you, I swear. Untie me and we can talk, and for pity's sake stop touching me like that.” Inuyasha's words were rather garbled, as he tried to make sense of his suddenly chaotic world.

“Hmn, I did jump the gun some what, did I not?” Sesshoumaru actually chuckled. The sound surprising the Demon Lord, he had never made such a strange sound in a long time, since his own youth. He was amazed by it, his heart quickening as he gazed at the silver white haired Hanyou before him. This youth, this Inuyasha was adorable. With ever word, with ever act the youth had done since Sesshoumaru had first caught sight of him, the youth impressed him more and more, endeared himself to him more and more. It really was the Hanyou's fault, he seemed to have been created specifically to fulfill every desire of the Demon Lord. And being born of his Uncle's loins, Sesshoumaru had first claim right, and some would argue that it was true. The Hanyou had indeed been born with the sole purpose of being mated to the Demon Lord.

Still the Demon Lord was sure the Hanyou had no clue to all of this, and with a sense of perversity Sesshoumaru had determined during the night, that he would claim the Hanyou without disclosing any of his parentage. That messy business could come later, for now he wanted the Hanyou's full and undivided attention on him. There was also that irritating Seraph nosing around, he had felt the Seraph searching, but not finding them. He smirked little at that, that stupid Kouga was going to be too late again, Sesshoumaru had every intention to making his claim on the Hanyou irrefutable before they left the security of the barrier.

“I am Lord Sesshoumaru, Lord of the Western Demon Lands. Third to the Demon King, my most esteemed father Lord InuTaiso.” Sesshoumaru said with a slight nod of his regal head, his silver hair glistened in the moon light and he shifted his position, once again ensuring that the Hanyou could see only him.

“Which bring us to your final misconception. That misconception is that this Sesshoumaru will ever let you go, and since I intend to keep you, I will of course care for the little kit.” Inuyasha's big eyes got impossibly larger at the words. The Golden eyes of the Lord seemed to pierce thorough him. Sesshoumaru caught Inuyasha's jaw in a firm hand, his Youkai flared with anticipation. “You belong to me Inuyasha, and I intend to claim what is mine.” Sesshoumaru leaned forward well aware the Hanyou would bite him if he kissed him, he licked the Hanyou, from the side of his jaw up to his hairline. 'Mmmm delicious.”

Sesshoumaru's body weight holding his legs to the floor, his hands controlling the movement of Inuyasha's head, Sesshoumaru licked the other side, and lifted his mouth to the madly twitching puppy ears. Very gently, delicately even his lips enveloped one satin smooth, downy ear. He felt Inuyasha's breath catch in panic. Sesshoumaru whispered “You can be silent, scream or beg, even fight if you so desire, it will not change the outcome. By sunrise, you will belong to me. I will claim you as is my right and privileged. The kit told me your name Inuyasha, he knows more about you than I do. This angers me, it is hardly fair is it? It is my right to know you better then any other being on this earth. And by the time the kit awakens, this situation will be correct, I will things about you that none, not even your little brother will ever know. And you will know you belong to me.”

Sesshoumaru ran his hands down the hard contoured torso, his claws finding the tattered pants, he ripped the Hanyou's last defense apart.

Deliberately, Sesshoumaru moved back, he pinned Inuyasha's feet just above the ankles and gazed at the exposed body. The youth was perfect, his muscles were sleek, meant for endurance rather then pure strength. He was thin, his six pack clearly defined. Sesshoumaru's eyes traced the tantalizing line then ran from his chest, to the downy wispy white hair that served as the perfect nest for his manhood. Inuyasha was impressively endowed, long and thick. It lay semi erect from the stress and adrenalin surging though the youth, and Sesshoumaru licked his lips. This was his, and he wanted to taste, to satiate his growing desire.

The burning golden eyes stripped Inuyasha, he felt naked, exposed, he struggled against the bonds but there was no give. He was trapped. Sesshoumaru's eyes seemed to trace his entire being, this was strange, wrong. “No, stop looking at me like that. Just stop!” Inuyasha could not stem the tide of embarrassed colour that swamped him. His ears dropped in shame, and he tried to twist his body away from the laser like stare.

Sesshoumaru, dragged his gaze from the Hanyou's secret areas, and traced the blush that seemed to cover the youth's whole body with interest. Smug satisfaction washed over him like heady wine. “Inuyasha!” he purred. “How precious, a wild child, who is pure. Is this the first time someone has gazed at you like this, naked, open beautiful. Just waiting to be touched, explored and owned?”

“You pervert! Get away from me!” Inuyasha bucked, and froze when he saw the demon Lord lick his lips at the sight of Inuyasha's hip thrusting.

“Beautiful, the more you fight me, the more I am seduced precious one. You are a such a precious innocent aren't you. Do you have any idea how rare that is among the Demons and Seraph your age? Have you kept your innocence just for me precious one? Have you avoid the touch of other, because somewhere in your bones, your blood, you knew you were claim? That you belonged wholly to this Sesshoumaru?” Sesshoumaru whispered his long fingers tracing the outlines of the hard abs, testing the contrast of hard muscle and smooth skin.

“You are fucking out of your mind! Crazy! I know no such thing, I was just with Shippo... there are much more important things to do, that stupid things like this.” Inuyasha defended, then realizing how much he was giving away, maybe if he could make the Lord think something else he would let him go. “I am not INNOCENT you jackass, I am just not into males, I am disgusted by this. Let me go, I touch females, I have not avoided the touch of soft sweet females and I sure as hell don't belong to you!”

The rage that filled the Demon Lord was like nothing he had experienced before, it had not mattered until he had experienced the innocent movement of the youth's body. To have Inuyasha deny his innocence and to there be a ring of truth to some of his words, filled the Demon Lord with rage. He lunged forward. His still fully clothed body covering the naked one beneath him. Sesshoumaru's claws curled around the slim, strong neck. Sesshoumaru ignored the lie that the Hanyou was disgusted, the youth was afraid, yes, but there was no scent of disgust on him. Instead he focused on the important bit that was the truth.

“How dare you allow another to indulge in what is mine? What have you done with these females? What liberties have you allowed the whores? You will tell me, now?” Sesshoumaru growled out, his golden eyes leaking red in anger.

Inuyasha saw the reddening eyes, his throat held in the merciless grip went dry. He gulped but refused to back down. His golden eyes glared in defiance at the Lord.
Sesshoumaru recognized the stubborn look. He was having none of it. “You will tell me what liberties you allowed them, precious one. If you choose to remain silent or lie even a little bit, I will wake the Kitsune and ask him. And then he can bare witness to me reenacting every liberty you so brazenly allowed. The choice of keeping the Kitsune innocent in this or not is wholly yours.” Sesshoumaru's eyes bored into Inuyasha's with utter resolve, there was no mercy in the sharp gold eyes.

Inuyasha stared in horror at the Lord, his breathing heaved. He wanted to fight, but.. Sesshoumaru shifted his weight as if to stand, and Inuyasha folded. Sesshoumaru had used the one threat that Inuyasha could not bluff his way out of. He dropped his chin to his left shoulder as he looked away. His breath heaving he whispered. “She.. she hugged me, and she stroked me.”

“Where did she stroke you?” Sesshoumaru snapped out. He would get every detail of the crime committed against him.

“My..my.. arms and down my chest, my abs.” Inuyasha responded.

Sesshoumaru did not like that, “Was your chest bare?”

“No, of course, not! I was wearing a shirt.”

“What else did she do? You will tell me every detail Hanyou!” Sesshoumaru demanded.

“She.. she kissed me, on the lips.” Inuyasha stammered out, his face burning red. “It was sortta nice.”

Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed, “Did her tongue enter your mouth?”

“What, no way! Why would she do a perverted thing like that?” Shocked golden eyes met Sesshoumaru's. And the rage that infused the Demon disappeared like it had never been, knowingly or not the Hanyou had kept his innocence for him.

“And that is all you did. You allowed the female to kiss you and stroke you.” It was a statement rather then a question. Rather miserably Inuyasha looked away again and nodded. “Very well, this is going to be your punishment, I am going to kiss you, and you are going to allow it. Fight me in this Inuyasha and I may find it necessary to confirm he truth of this story with the Kitsune.” Inuyasha almost whimpered at the wave of helplessness that drowned him. He closed his eyes, turned his head to the Demon Lord and pursed his lips for the kiss, rather then respond verbally.

Sesshoumaru, swallowed his chuckle of delight, the Hanyou's reaction was similar to how he imagined Rin reacting to a kiss. The Kitsune it seemed had been an excellent chaperon for his claimed one, and Sesshoumaru would have to find a way to thank the Kit for his unwitting service.

“Open you mouth, and relax your jaw.” Sesshoumaru instructed, in a cold voice, that gave no indication to his inner delight.

Full lips parted as Inuyasha forced his mouth open. His jaw was rock hard, Sesshoumaru stroked the jawline.

“Relax your jaw Hanyou.” Sesshoumaru said.

“I've opened my mouth, don't ask for the impossible, just get it over with.” Inuyasha braced himself, Inuyasha had seen kisses like this before. He had seen the brutal ways customers had kissed the whores on the streets, leaving their mouths bruised and bleeding. Still the whores had pretended to enjoy it, for the coin they got in exchange. If they could do it for coin, Inuyasha could do this too. He could learn to pretend as they did, and at least keep Shippo innocent.

Sesshoumaru saw the shoulders drop, the ears go totally flat, as the youth opened his mouth and waited., the scent of defeat wafted from him. This did not please the Lord in the least, he had planned of claiming the lips in a dominating kiss, but even as he approached he changed his mind. Gently, almost tentatively Sesshoumaru placed tiny butterfly kisses first on Inuyasha's lower lip, then on the upper lip. His fingers massaged the tense jaw, and the playful feather like kisses teased and caressed Inuyasha's lips. They tickled and the Hanyou shivered in reaction. Slowly, unconsciously, the scent of defeat receded, and the jaw began to relax. When Inuyasha's mouth softened naturally, Sesshoumaru finally took possession of the trembling lips and sealed the Hanyou's mouth with his own. The kiss was searching, exploring and very gentle. If he had been thinking Sesshoumaru would have surprised himself. Instead of commanding and controlling, the kiss comforted, it led instead of ordered, and conveyed a depth of feeling that Sesshoumaru was not aware he possessed.

The kiss broke apart, and two pairs of surprised golden eyes met, Sesshoumaru's hands buried themselves into the warm cottony white hair of the Hanyou. Almost growling he dragged the Hanyou's mouth back to him, and this kiss was pure Demon Lord. Time seemed to stand still as Sesshoumaru drank deep from the lips beneath his. He could taste the courage, the strength and the determination of the youth trembling in his arms, the tang of fear added flavor to the kiss, that combined with the strange kindness contained in the kiss, blew Sesshoumaru away. When he finally released Inuyasha, the youth was gasping for breathe, his lips were bruised, and the taste of the Demon Lord was heavy in his mouth. Though Sesshoumaru could see the spark of desire in the golden eyes, the confusion, anxiety ad fear that jumbled up in Inuyasha was clearly apparent in his eyes.

Sesshoumaru, with the gentleness that was unnatural to him, pressed the Hanyou's head to his chest. He buried his head in the warm hair, and whispered softly. “Do not fight me Inuyasha, that you belong to me is inevitable, from the moment I set my eyes on you, no, from the moment you were conceived you were mine. You belong to me, you are mine.”

“No, no, let me go, I don't want this, let me go.” Inuyasha whispered back in desperate denial. The Hanyou did not even realize that he was not fighting or biting at the Lord, so overwhelmed was he by the strength of his emotions.

Sesshoumaru placed a soft, gentle kiss to Inuyasha's forehead. “I will never let you go.”

--tbc-