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 or touched by another.

Summary: Review to chapter 1.

Writing Style: Review to chapter 1.

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Chapter 13. Untitled (I couldn't think of a name for this one)

The miasma was thick and suffocating. It was definitely thicker than most days. Their was something wrong. The bees that usually swarmed the castle had all died from the thickness. New ones had appeared, but they steered clear of the thick purple fog of twining darkness. The bones and bodies of those few remaining humans lay scattered, their weapons splayed across the cracked and dead ground.

“So, you ran.”

It was a sneering remark, and Naraku didn’t like it. His dark eyes bore down on the woman standing before him, her black hair pulled back in it’s usual tight bun, her carrier feather prodded into the neat little roll on the back of her head. Her red eyes glittered down at her master, his baboon robe wrapped securely around his body, the head of the skin resting on his shoulder. She was smirking at him, knowing she had crawled deeply under his pale skin, hitting one of his more severe nerves.

“You sound so cocky, Kagura.” His voice was nothing but a hissing acid. “I don’t like that.”

He turned away from her, staring ahead of himself. He definitely hadn’t expected the lord of the western lands to change so rapidly and become a beast of unmatchable power. It was frightful, but Naraku was never going to admit that, no matter how much torture he would have to go through. He would die rather than admit to his fears.

With quick, unblinking and imaginable speed, he stood before the woman he had created, one arm reaching out and catching her around the neck before she could step away from him. He pulled her close, his breath wisping warmly across her face. He could see her shuddering in fear, her body quivering, his fingers digging harshly into the soft skin of her throat.

“Do you wish to say anything else, Kagura,” Naraku hissed darkly.

“No... my lord... I’m sorry.”

He pushed her far enough back to be able to look into her ruby orbs, his own dark ones slicing into hers easily. She looked so pitiful, so weak. If he wanted, he could pull her back into his body with ease, return her power to him. It was no use, she would do no good. Her power was far below that of what he needed, that is why he forced her from his body and created her, because she wasn’t something he necessarily needed. All she was to him was a simple slave he could use rather than fight and run his nails.

He smirked at the thought. She was a weakling compared to him, even to Kana she was weak, nothing but a pawn. Yes, the young girl, though older than Kagura, sought only to please her master, while the retch struggling, fear stricken in her ruby red eyes, was nothing but an idiotic slime he could dispose of at any time.

He pulled her closer, his lips mere inches from hers, breathing into her parted lips, a sneer across his face. He loved to see her struggle, gagging for the air that was needed to breath as he constricted her throat. She was pleading through her eyes, begging him to release her from his hold. No, he would no comply to her wishes. Not ever.

He crushed his mouth to hers, her eyes widening as she struggled to remove herself from his grip. He bared his teeth into her lips, blood spurting into their open mouths. He slid his tongue easy into her mouth and pulled it back out, biting again into her already bleeding lips, the blood, dripping from between their lips. Instantly he tossed her across the room, her back splintering the wood beneath her back.

She crumpled, collapsing in a heap far from him, her lips both bloody and bruised. She gasped for breath, the blood in her throat gurgling as she struggled with herself. She desperately wanted to lift her hand to her throat and take a calming breath, but she knew it would only give Naraku more pleasure.

She stood, her legs shaking, using the back wall for support. He watched her, his eyes never once averting form her. She tried to look from his boring dark ones, but she was drawn to them, like a moth to a flame, her thought becoming lost within his dark luminous face.

“Leave my sight,” Naraku said, his tone calm yet dangerous. “Now.”

She didn’t wait to find out what he would do with her if he said ‘or else.’ She stepped quickly from his chamber, sliding down the hallway at a speed-walking pace and exited into the thick fog of miasma, drinking in the heavy air. She cough, the blood from her lips dripping onto the rotting ground, quivering from the earlier events.

‘Naraku...’

She breezed into the sky, her feather leaving a whirlwind of dark energy behind her. She loomed over the castle, staring down at it’s rotting roof and gorged humans. Her eyes crossed with anger and she drifted off, never daring to look back at the ominous cloud of black energy radiating from behind her.

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“InuYasha you have to eat,” Kagome urged.

“I’m not hungry,” the hanyou snapped, baring his canines.

“Ye must eat for strength, InuYasha,” Kaede scorned.

“Well I don’t feel hungry right now yea old hag,” The Inu snapped.

“What’s with the temper?” Miroku asked, entering the hut, a bouncing Rin at his side.

“Is something wrong with InuYasha-sama?” Rin asked politely.

“Yea, he’s being a bastard,” Kagome grumbled.

“What did you call me?” InuYasha snapped, balling one of his fists.

“You act more and more like a dog in heat everyday, InuYasha,” Shippo said lazily.

“What?” InuYasha raged, standing up, ready to knock Shippo on the head.

“InuYasha... sit boy.”

WHAM

The hanyou grumbled angrily, his head buried in the wooden planks of Kaede’s hut. He lifted his mused head, glaring daggers at the miko sitting before him, her nose turned up with her eyes closed, long lashes cascading over her cheeks. He growled at her sitting up and leaning back on his haunches.

“What was that for?” He snapped.

“Being annoying, that’s what,” Kagome barked.

“Just because I don’t want to eat doesn’t mean you have to ‘sit’ me,” InuYasha huffed.

“InuYasha, you really should control your temper. What’s wrong with you anyway?” Sango asked, being as polite as possible.

“Nothing... why?” InuYasha asked, taking a breath to slow his bubbling nerves.

“Well, you’ve been very snappy lately,” Sango said pointedly.

“You haven’t been eating,” Kagome warned.

“You’ve been going off on your own a lot lately,” Miroku added.

“You want to add anything?” InuYasha grumbled, staring at Shippo.

“Nope,” the young kitsune said cutely.

“Whatever,” the hanyou muttered.

He stood up, walking toward the front door. He placed his hand on Rin’s head as he exited, the girl giving him a wide smile before he disappeared through the door. He sniffed the cool night air, winter having set in completely. They had been Naraku-free for over three weeks, the half-bred demon having fleeted during Sesshomaru’s transformation. In retrospect, he hadn’t seen Sesshomaru in a while either.

His ears drooped, stifling the silent sadness that was about to wash through him. The others were right, he was acting weird. He had been skipping meals, having horrid mood swings that would send villagers running and was going off to be on his lonesome for quite a while. He didn’t feel different, or feel different. He had put on a few pounds, but he was sure it was just a winter effect. He would work them off while fighting with Naraku over the time of the cold.

The thought that he hadn’t seen Sesshomaru returned and he sighed, wanting to whimper at the moon, hoping his mate would come to get him or at least visit him. Maybe Sesshomaru had sensed the change in his attitude and decided to steer clear of him. His ears dropped again and he glared at the trees beyond the village, storming toward them angrily. There was no way he was going to let Sesshomaru do that to him, ignore him until this all passed.

He stepped into the canopy of trees, their dark shadows looming across the ground. His brothers scent was strong in the woods, having been living in them a long while now since he and InuYasha had bonded beyond what normal siblings should. The hanyou bounded through the trees, using his nose to follow where Sesshomaru was. He passed the den his brother had built into the large oak he was first placed in. InuYasha took a quick glance to see if the taiyoukai was inside.

He emerged at the stream, the scent ending beneath the large waterfall on the far right. He turned toward it, and froze. His eyes bulged at the sight, licking his lips excitedly. His brother was standing beneath the large fall, the upper part of his body exposed, the lower half still clothed. He was balanced on one leg, arms down at his sides, eyes closed, deep in meditation. The water cascaded down his back and front, his silver locks slipping over his eyes.

InuYasha moved closer to his brother, unable to avert his gaze. His brother looked dazzling, the rays of the moon sparkling of the splashed of water. He stopped near the falls, the water misting gently on his face. He smiled at his brother, watching as the silver wisps of his hair lapped at his body. How he would have loved to be lapping at that body.

“Enjoying what your seeing?”

InuYasha jumped, his brothers voice coming unexpectedly. He stared wide eyed as the youkai lord jumped down from his position, stepping away from the heavy falls of water. He opened his grey eyes, staring at his brother. A smile tugged the edge of his lips as he held out a hand, waiting for his younger sibling to take it.

InuYasha placed his hand in Sesshomaru’s gasping when he was tugged into the water, landing in his brothers embrace, his hands splayed across his bare wet chest. His heart began to pound against his chest, the heat in his body exploding at the touch of his brothers body against his. He looked up into the blank eyes of his mate, licking his lips. He lifted up on tiptoe and brushed his lips softly over the lips of his elder sibling, wanting to taste him, to feel him.

“You smell different, InuYasha,” Sesshomaru breathed out, capturing his lips before he could answer.

Their tongue darted out to slid along one another, moving together in a rhythmical pace that only they could preform. The chilled wind sizzled past their heated flesh, the ora around them melting away the cold sting of the icy water rushing at their feet. The sounds around them dissolved away, slipping into the cold chill of the high night.

They slid apart, a disapproving whine bubbling inside InuYasha’s throat, but he knew they both needed to breath at some point. He wrapped his arms lazily around his others waist, leaning his head against the well muscled chest of his older sibling. He let out a breath, the air around him fogging. He smiled, rubbing his dog ears over the ripping chest of muscles.

“Where have you been?” InuYasha whispered, closing his eyes.

“I have noticed an odd smell hanging in the air lately,” Sesshomaru said earnestly. “I have been unable to locate it, but it seems to be coming from you.”

“A bad smell?” the hanyou asked, perking his dog ears.

Sesshomaru shook his head.

“Then what?”

“I’m not sure. It musky.”

“Really?”

Another nod.

“Weird.”

“I find it alluring,” Sesshomaru growled seductively.

InuYasha felt a smile stretch his lips, leaning back in his brothers embrace to stare into his golden-grey orbs. He licked his lips again, wanting to taste those supple swells of pink flesh. He stepped up on tiptoe, his lips ghosting over that of his brothers, a breath escaping his lungs as he moved closer, their lips meeting into a passionate frenzy of heat and seduction.

Sesshomaru licked at his brothers bottom lip, nibbling on the soft flesh, his fingers grazing over the mark he had placed months earlier. He cupped InuYasha’s throat, pulling the male closer, their bodies grinding together in the cold. Slowly he slid his tongue forward, his brothers open mouth willing and wanting. He felt the luscious lips close around his tongue and suck on it, their passionate moment exploding into something far more.

“I want you... need you... to take me,” InuYasha panted, sliding his arms from around Sesshomaru’s back and setting them on his clothed hips. “Please.”

“Of course,” Sesshomaru groaned out.

He picked InuYasha up from the water, placing a quick kiss on his youthful siblings lips before leading him from the water. He laid the hanyou gently on the ground, standing over him as he slowly began to strip from his hakama, teasing as he pulled at the strings holding them up. He slowly slipped them down his hips, fully naked and in all his glory. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth when his brother licked his lips again, a very low growl bubbling in the hanyou’s throat.

“Can I?” InuYasha asked pleadingly, holding up one hand to touch hi brother.

Sesshomaru kneeled down and crawled on hand and knee over InuYasha’s clothed body, the hanyou’s hand grazing over his erect manhood. The youkai lord shuddered from the touch, sliding his arms over his brothers head and gently nibbling on his lips. He groaned, rocking his hips into InuYasha’s hand, wanting to feel his mate touching him more intimately.

“Touch me,” Sesshomaru instructed.

InuYasha nodded, a pink hue slicked across his cheeks and nose. He slid his finger up Sesshomaru’s erection, gripping the tip and brushing the pad of his thumb with sensitive softness. He slid his hand halfway down the thickness of the shaft and back up to nudge the head once again. He heard Sesshomaru moan wantonly and smirked, his grip tightening as he thrust farther down the youkai’s length to the curls of his hair.

“InuYasha...” Sesshomaru panted, the hanyou’s ears perking. “Your still fully clothed.”

InuYasha smiled softly as his brothers hands trailed to the front of his haori, the tie around his neck coming undone. He felt a hand slid under the open top and rub over one of his nipples, his breath hitching in his throat. Sesshomaru smirked, sliding the silken cloth down his brothers shoulder and lower, his tongue darting out to taste the hanyou’s perk nipple.

He latched his mouth over the rosy bud, swirling his tongue around the tightening ppink nub. He teeth slid across the soft kernel as he sucked, nipped and licked at the hardening nipple, eliciting moans of pleasure from his smaller sibling. His eyes slid closed, his opposite hand sliding into the other side of the open haori, his thumb and forefinger squeezing and rolling the abandon twin nipple.

“The smell has become stronger,” Sesshomaru moaned through his licking.

InuYasha arched at the touch, nodding his head as a low whimper escaped passed his lips, his golden orbs glazed over with passion. His hand tightened around Sesshomaru’s growing need and his thrusts became jerky. He shuddered, his brothers tongue working magic over his hardened bud, pants dusting through the cool air.

The pair moaned in unison, the heat of their arousal spreading through the air, melting the cold snow around them. The grass below dripped with the water and sweat the perspired from the paired bodies, bending and swivelling around their playing bodies. InuYasha’s free hand laced lazily into Sesshomaru’s tousled strands, massaging the scalp beneath the flocking silver strands. He sighed, chewing his lower lip as he arched again, a particular stroke of his hand making Sesshomaru moan loudly and suck harder on his nipple.

“Sesshomaru... so good,” InuYasha whimpered, the heat grazing his cheeks. “More.”

Sesshomaru moved from InuYasha’s lathered nipple. Blowing a warm breath across it as he abandoned the bud for the next one, using the same torture on the twin bud. He laced his fingers against the one he had just freed, tweaking it with his fingers and rolling it between his fingers, the shuddering breath from his brother quaking across his larger frame.

“InuYasha,” he panted against the budded nipple. “I want you in my mouth.”

“Mmhm,” InuYasha moaned out, biting his lips gently to stifle his cries of needed pleasure.

Sesshomaru slid back up, his fingers sliding into the white strands of his brothers hair, pulling him into a deep kiss filled with passion and love. Their tongues darted out and stroked across one another, moans escaping their entwined lips. They separated, staring deeply at one another. Slowly, Sesshomaru turned around, placing one leg on either side of InuYasha’s face, his large organ staring down at the flushed hanyou below. He slowly undid the tie of the hakama, releasing his younger brothers weeping organ.

InuYasha reached up with one hand, his fingers twitching gently as he wrapped a single clawed hand around his youkai brothers erection. He lifted his head, sliding his tongue along the length, the moan that escaped his brothers deep throat encouraging him to go farther. He slid his mouth along th length, his tongue swirling around the large head and down as far as he could go.

Sesshomaru moaned his pleasure, his claws sliding up the thickness of his brothers shaft. He slid his hand back down and gripped the base, his tongue darting out to lap at the precum dripping from the sensitive tip. He heard InuYasha’s intake of breath and smirked, letting out a heated breath of air on the organ before taking it deep within his mouth, his talented tongue swivelling around the quivering shaft.

InuYasha moaned against his brothers large manhood, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure through the length of Sesshomaru’s mower region. He groaned against InuYasha’s erection, sucking harder on the delicate flesh, the hanyou crying out his wanted pleasure through his mouthful of shaft. They moved in unison to one another, sucking and licking at one anothers’ shafts, drawing out cries of pleasure.

Sesshomaru quickened his pace, his need for release growing stronger, his shaft hardening more within InuYasha’s delicate mouth. He growled against his brothers erection and slid down to the base and back up, sucking hard and swirling his tongue around the sensitive length. He heard InuYasha’s intake of breath and his brother bucked into his mouth, the heat of his seed exploding deep within his waiting caverns as his own seed was released.

InuYasha bucked, gently nipping Sesshomaru’s leaking tip as he released, the waves of orgasm washing through him. He slumped down, his mouth sliding back against his brothers length as the seed was released, dripping down the sides of his mouth. He swallowed, licking his lips, the satisfying salty taste washing through his entire body and tingling the back of his throat.

Sesshomaru turned back around, sliding his body over that of InuYasha’s his fingers playing with a sweaty strand of hair as he licked the lobe of his brothers ear and came back up to taste InuYasha’s mouth, the seed he had just swallowed still freshly on his breath. He pulled back, smiling down at the young hanyou, licking his lips quickly and grinding his hips hard, their erections brushing none-to-gently against one another, eliciting moans from both males.

“Sesshomaru... take me,” InuYasha cried out, gripping his brothers his to hold him down against his erection.

“Of course,” Sesshomaru whispered, giving InuYasha’s dog ears another lick.

The older male slid a hand down his brothers clothed chest, sliding his hands into the long hakama and down around one round globe of his rear. He teased a single finger at his brothers waiting entrance, kissing his lips delicately as he slid his digit in, prodding the skin with easy softness. He felt InuYasha’s gasp against his lips and buck into his hand, wanting more. He complied, sliding two more fingers in immediately.

InuYasha tensed against the intrusion, his brother scissoring his entrance, stretching him to his size, though that was mere impossible. He panted against the youkai’s mouth, sliding his tongue into the others mouth, nudging his brothers tongue to play. Sesshomaru smiled into their intimate kiss, easily taking up the challenge and dueling with his brothers playful appendage while he teased the soft entrance.

He added a forth finger, his claws prodding at InuYasha’s sensitive prostate, the male stiffening at the amazing feeling. Their erections dug against one another, both males moaning together, crying out their pleasure as they rocked their hips together, grinding closer to one another and sliding their hardened shafts along one another.

InuYasha felt Sesshomaru draw his fingers from within him. His brother spread his legs, positioning himself at his entrance, their kiss broken, yet their eyes still locked. InuYasha brushed a hand down his brothers cheek, moving the pad of his thumb over his brothers bottom lips and smiling. He wrapped his legs around Sesshomaru’s shapely waist and pulled the male toward him, the tip of his brothers erection sliding within him and he moaned.

Sesshomaru felt the heat surround his body and the sensation explode. He had never felt such a heat from within his brothers body before, the scent he had been smelling becoming stronger than It had ever been. He sensed something within his brother, but the heat of their want for one another clouding over his blind eyes as he felt the tip of his erection slid deeper and deeper within the carving body. He placed a single hand on InuYasha’s left thigh and dug the other into the dirt below, growling softly and thrusting hard, his erection digging completely into the body below him, their cries of pleasure exploding around them.

InuYasha dropped his hand to his brothers arm lying against his thigh, squeezing the flesh to indicate he wanted Sesshomaru to move. He felt the slow rocking of his brothers hips as he pulled out almost completely and slid back in with slow, sensual moves, a moan ripping from deep within his aching chest. His body slid across the wet ground, his brothers hands keeping them in place as they shifted together. He groaned, his brow covered in sweat, the sleek silver shine of his hair matted with wet grass and mud as they made love on the spot.

Sesshomaru panted heavily, his eyes closed as he rocked back and slid within, his shaft nudging lightly against InuYasha’s waiting prostate. He heard the sharp intake of his brothers breath and tightening of walls around his erection. A lazy smile graced his lips and he slid out and stopped... he waited... InuYasha growled with anticipation... and he slammed back in, his erection crushing against the sensitivity of the prostate deep within his brothers body, the young male crying out as stars flashed behind both males eyes.

Their pants became irregular. InuYasha squeezed his brothers arm tighter, his other hand laced with the fingers dug deep into the ground. He bit his bottom lip, moans of pleasure and ecstacy breaking past his soft lips. His silver bangs matted to his soft face as sweat dripped from his body. He could feel his brothers thrusts becoming jerky and harder, which only made his crave more. He lifted his hips, wrapping his legs tighter around the well-muscled waist, the shaft within him digging deeper than it had been before.

Sesshomaru growled, moving his hand from his brothers thigh to stroke the abandon erection. He pumped it quickly, trying to time each pull and slid with his heavy thrusts. He opened his eyes and leaned down, crushing his lips with those of the male below him, his pumps becoming quicker, faster than any human could move, their speed reaching that that only a demon could. The moon dipped lower, and he continued to thrust, his hand working fast on his brothers extremely hard erection.

Sesshomaru broke their kiss, lifting his head to the moon and howling his pleasure, his bothers seed exploding into his hand, his own release shattering through his quivering body. He felt InuYasha arch into the ground and cry out, his voice carrying into the dying night, the sun peaking through the mountains to the far east. He felt InuYasha’s erection convulse as it spurted the hot liquid from deep within before going slowly limper in his hold.

He thrust a few more times, his erection pulsing with release as the last of his seed was emptied within the limp body below him. He raised his hand to his lips and licked his fingers, the creamy liquid dripping onto his tongue and down his throat. He smiled with completion, slumping down and lacing his sticky fingers into the muddy hair of his brother, bringing their lips together in a needed passionate kiss.

“I really so love you, InuYasha,” Sesshomaru moaned softly.

“And I you,” InuYasha whispered, drawing his mouth away to speak before returning to their soft kissing.

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Kagura drifted over head, fuming to herself. She glared at the sky, but knew it did nothing to help her enraged nerves. Her mouth still bled, the dried blood beneath only growing thick in the cool air. Her eyes widened slowly as a strange scent wafted into her nose, the overpowering scent of musk and sex exploding in the air. It was strong... very strong.

“Looks like a pair of demons are having fun,” Kagura muttered to herself. “Maybe I should see just who these demon’s are.”

Her feather floated quickly in the opposite direction of the dying moon, her eyes and nose transfixed on the heavy scent. She had smelt demon heat before, but this just took the cake. It was so strong and overpowering, the scent probably carried father than what she would expect, maybe even to Naraku. She cussed at the though of her creator.

She slowed to a slow drift, staring down into the large crater below that now seemed to envelope into a large field. The story had been told by Naraku of Sesshomaru’s overwhelming power. The dog demon had grown massive wings and cleared the trees in the particular area with a single howl to the red moon long before. He had been so strong, the might of his demon ora had crumpled the trees. Naraku had not stuck around for the rest, having run off like the scared little spider trash he was. This made Kagura smile, wishing she had been to see the battle unfold and Naraku retreat like a frightened child.

Her eyes scanned the large area of spruce and needlewood trees, the man large branches expanding into one another. The leaves had died off by now, but the spruce and fir trees still held strong to their tough needles. She slowed when she reached the clearing of the stream, her ruby eyes scanned the area until she was met with an awe-stricken sight.

There, in the midst of the moon, moving together, was the half-demon and his youkai brother, holding one another, mating, having sex... making love. She lowered into the trees, knowing neither had sensed her presence having been so untraversed with one another. She ducked into the bushes, staring through them across the low water as the pair moved together in a quick and panting rhythm. She could smell the intoxicating scent of heat and lust... and most of all, musk.

‘How interesting,’ Kagura thought. ‘Musk is only a scent when...’

Her train of though died, the reality hitting her thickly like a bag of bricks. Her eyes widened and then narrowed. She slunk away from the pair, not wanting to be around when they both hit their end. She knew he eardrums would burst if they cried out together, and it wasn’t something she dare hear.

She pulled the feather from her hair, tossing it into the air as a breeze of wind surrounded her body. She drifted quickly into the sky and floated away from the pair. She turned back just as they both howled out, the sound carrying loudly over the forest, and farther. She smirked, turning back around as she drifted farther toward Naraku’s distant castle, a smile tugging the corners of her lips.

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Sesshomaru led InuYasha back toward the village, pulling his brother to his body and kissing him deeply before letting him go. He stood out of sight behind a tree and watched carefully as his mate stepped up the stairs and into Lady Kaede’s hut. He turned back around and disappeared into the shadow of the forest, the sun having risen far enough above the mountains in the early morning of the day.

InuYasha yawned, stepping over Rin’s small form and lying down on th far end of the small home, closing his eyes as satisfaction drew over him. Though his nether region was painfully sore, the couldn’t help the smile crisp across his face, the knowing that he and Sesshomaru had shared such passion making him sigh.

“Ye be back.”

InuYasha opened his tired golden orbs, turning his head to stare at the odl lady sitting up from her futon. She was staring at him with her single good eyes, a bowl of steaming – what smelled to be beef – hot soup in her hand. InuYasha suddenly noticed how hungry he was and sat up, taking the bowl and sucking down the contents.

“Ye are very hungry, I can see. Ye have not eaten in a while,” Kaede said in her wise voice.

“I know... I just haven’t felt very good these morning lately,” InuYasha said, dowing the rest of the soup and sighing. “That was great.”

“InuYasha, I am worried for ye,” Kaede said, draping her blanket over Rin to give the young girl more warmth.

“Huh... why?” InuYasha asked, setting down his bowl.

“What the others said is true. Ye are very snippy, ye have not been eating well,” Kaede said, leaning back against the wall she was near. “Is something a matter?”

“No...” it was the cold dead truth.

“I just feel ye should be more–”

InuYasha jumped up, holding his hand to his mouth as he bounded out the front door and leaned over the rail, the soup he had just ate spilling from his body. He groaned, holding his stomach as he slumped back against the outer wall of the hut, panting gently and feeling his own forehead. He wasn’t sick.

Kaede came out, holding aside the panel as she stared at InuYasha with concern, the idea of why he was ill in the early morning striking odd for a demon. The only time demon ever felt sick in the early days was if they were to be weaning. Then again, only female demons and humans could wean, not male.

“InuYasha... I think I should take a look at ye,” Kaede said, her brow furrowed.

“Why?”

“Come inside, I will explain after I examine ye,” Kaede said calmly, holding aside the panel as InuYasha walked in passed her.

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Kagura bowed low, her head down at the floor. She hadn’t spoken a word, but the worry that Naraku would kill her still filtered through her. She heard the sound of Naraku moving, the slow creaking of his feet over the rotting floor. She dared not to look up, the cold idea that he would behead her drifting across her mined.

“Why have you returned to my presence, Kagura?”

“I have news, my lord,” she whispered.

“Really, of what?” Naraku asked, kneeling down and lifting her chin. “Tell me, I yearn to know what you have to say.”

“It is about InuYasha,” Kagura said, his tone taking on a dark hiss, “and Sesshomaru.”

“What of them?” Naraku growled.

“I think, InuYasha may be hiding something,” Kagura said, wanting to draw out the obvious tension.

“And what would this something be he is hiding?” Naraku asked, his gaze darkening.

“I’m still unsure myself,” Kagura said, the fingernails on her cheek sinking in deeper as Naraku held their gaze. “I do know that I did not just smell his and Sesshomaru’s scent while they were mating.”

“Another.”

“Yes, and this other resides within our dear, InuYasha.”

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A/N: Sorry for the delayed update. I went on a little vacation with my boyfriend for about a week before he had to head back to work. I’m back now and have updated the next chapter. Again, I’m terribly sorry for the slow update, I’ll try to make get the next chapter up quicker. Thank you to everyone who answered to my question about whether or not this should be Mpreg, I think I know how I’m going to lead it now. Remember to R&R.