Happy Bath Ending

A/N: Cheers, all. Now entering my 4th week of being sick. When will this end? Also, the lemon is first, as it may not be appropriate later. Also, Inuyasha went through a sight transformation. Don't worry, it's only temporary. More to come soon, thanks for your patronage.

Sesshoumaru awoke, missing Inuyasha’s heat. He looked around and saw Inuyasha’s back to him, standing and looking in the mirror. He smiled sleepily; because if Inuyasha could stand, then he was definitely healed.

“Inuyasha, what are you doing? Come back to bed,” Sesshoumaru called alluringly, and then paused.

Inuyasha turned, his face tear streaked. “Shou…look at me! Look at me!” He squeaked, pointing at his body. Sesshoumaru’s eyes widened. Two full, perfect breasts were perched upon Inuyasha’s chest, and a further look down revealed…nothing. Where did his dick go? Sesshoumaru wore a mixed look of horror and amazement, his eyes traveling back up Inuyasha’s new body.

“Look at me!!”

“Mmmm, I’m looking…” Sesshoumaru said, feeling a twitch in his groin. Inuyasha shoving his finger at himself and making his breasts jiggle did nothing but make the youkai’s sex rage harder.

“I have tits! TITS!! TIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITS!!!!” Inuyasha screamed, jumping up and down. What was wrong with Sesshoumaru? He was looking at him like a homeless drunk looks at a jug of sake. What was the matter with him?

To add injury to insult, Inuyasha looked as the door burst open, and Chisato, Sakura, Suzuka, and Miroku came bounding in, the twins with their tantos unsheathed, Chisato with Kami no Megumi in hand.

“What the hell? We heard…yelling…” Chisato trailed off at looking at a newly female-ish Inuyasha. Miroku nearly broke his neck trying to look at the nudity. Inuyasha’s eyes widened and his hands flew to his crotch, inadvertently squeezing his breasts together sensually.

“Oh,” Miroku said thickly, feeling a shift in his hakama. Sesshoumaru instantly glared at him and growled as he threw a sheet at Inuyasha to cover himself. Suzuka snatched the monk backwards into the hall, nearly throwing him down the stairs.

“What happened to me?” Inuyasha whispered, on the verge of tears again. He wrapped the sheet around himself slowly, hiccupping as he tried to hold his sobs in. It was bad enough he was a pregnant hanyou, now he had to become a girl? Would this insanity ever end?

Chisato waved Sakura out of the room and walked to Inuyasha, patting him on the head and scratching the furry ears. “Honey, I told you that you would get womanly attributes. The baby is due soon, after all. I honestly wasn’t expecting you to develop this soon, but here you are.”

Inuyasha was inconsolable. “Develop this soon? What am I, some acne ridden fifteen year old with a squeaky voice?! LOOK AT ME! I LOOK TERRIBLE!” His face was red from screaming and crying, and his chest heaving.

Sesshoumaru raised his hand to comment. “I’ve never seen you look more beautiful,” He said warmly, reaching for Inuyasha’s hand.

Inuyasha pulled away. “Shut your yap, you horny mutt. You did this to me! I should’ve killed you in your sleep!” Inuyasha jumped on top of Sesshoumaru in the bed and started to strangle him. The medicine Midoriko had given him severely weakened him, and Sesshoumaru was holding him back easily with one hand. Inuyasha’s thrashing back and forth on the bed was really doing nothing more than exciting him, and Inuyasha was much too angry to be concerned with the growing erection beneath him.

“I’ll let you two sort this out,” Chisato said smugly, walking out of the room and closing the door. Inuyasha barely noticed her leave has he dug his fingernails into Sesshoumaru’s neck, angry that it seemed again, when he had let his guard down, that Sesshoumaru fucked him over again. He started to cry again, putting his head down on his brother’s strong chest, defeated. Sesshoumaru looked surprised, then softened his gaze. Inuyasha was an enigma of emotion, the range going from happy to sad, with little in between. He was smart enough to know Hime was affecting his brother’s actions, and it reminded him to be loving and gentle, although really, that came naturally at this point.

“Inuyasha, what is really wrong?” Sesshoumaru spoke quietly, stroking his love slowly, trying to quiet his own desires.

“I look horrible. I’m fat and misshapen.” The words were muffled by Sesshoumaru’s chest, as Inuyasha refused to meet his brother’s kind eyes.

“Stop that. I told you that if you are to be with me, you have to hold yourself in higher regard. If you were ugly, or undeserving, or flawed in any way, I’d have nothing to do with you. I would definitely not let you cry all over me if I didn’t want you, that’s for sure.” Inuyasha looked up at the last comment, sniffing. Sesshoumaru truly did love him. It was still baffling to him, to know that his once arch nemesis was now his mate and also the father of his child. He inched up the youkai’s body, resting his chin on his brother’s.

“You put up with me. I love you for that.” This time, tears of shame purged themselves from Inuyasha’s eyes.

Sesshoumaru grinned. “Is that all you love me for?”

“Well, this too.” The powerful lord’s eyes fluttered when he felt Inuyasha’s hand graze past his erection, fingertips barely touching the head. He chuckled lightly before pinning the naughty hanyou beneath him in one fluid movement. He stared at Inuyasha’s new body again, starting from his face, down his neck, over his breasts, the gorgeous bump of his stomach, and between his legs, his new sex buried beneath soft white curls. Sesshoumaru found himself having to swallow several times to keep from drooling. He caressed Inuyasha’s face before leaning in to kiss him, their tongues dancing against each other deliciously. Inuyasha’s taste had changed; it seemed a little sweeter, and made Sesshoumaru pant with want. He allowed Inuyasha to kiss his neck and run his hands down his back, golden eyes staring in pairs at each other, getting totally lost in the moment. Sesshoumaru licked at the mating wound on the creamy neck, moaning when Inuyasha arched and his breasts pressed against Sesshoumaru’s bare chest.

He kissed the mating scar and moved further down, cupping one of the swollen breasts. He licked a pebbled, dark pink nipple, making Inuyasha shriek with ecstasy. Sesshoumaru noted the reaction and began playing with the breasts, massaging them in his hands and sucking on the hardened nipples, alternating one to another and back again. Inuyasha moaned and opened his legs, and Sesshoumaru bit the nipple hard, a reaction to the new smell in the room. Inuyasha’s sexual scent had changed, and it seemed when he opened his legs, a musky, deep jasmine like scent filled his brother’s nostrils, and the youkai in him once again had to be subdued from holding Inuyasha by the throat and racking him good.

Sesshoumaru ended his assault of Inuyasha’s breasts and moved further down, stopping to say hello to Hime before leaning down between his legs. It was strange not seeing his dick there, rather a pink, wet crevice, covered by quickly dampening white short curls. Sesshoumaru licked a finger and ran it over Inuyasha’s slit, feeling the flesh quiver beneath his finger. He heard a gasp and saw a bit of fluid ooze out, and he leaned in closer to taste. Inuyasha’s eyes rolled back when he felt his brother’s tongue on his clit, his chest hitching again. Sesshoumaru’s tongue seemed intent on finding a home within that sweet cavern, and thrusted in and out, almost as if it were deciding if it liked being in or out more.

“Shou, please! I can’t take it…it’s too much!” Inuyasha whined, trying to close his legs. Sesshoumaru was in his own world; tasting all of the nectar that fell so wantonly from his love. He held the legs open when they threatened to close, adding a finger to further please. Inuyasha thrashed back and forth, fighting his orgasm. This new body seemed so sensitive, almost like his senses were being overloaded. His hands flew to the new breasts, and once he started to play with them, his orgasm came, sweet fluid rushing into Sesshoumaru’s mouth.

Inuyasha saw stars in his eyes as Sesshoumaru pulled back, fully erect. Not missing a beat, he inched the thick head into the sopping wet pussy, Inuyasha still moaning and recovering from the last orgasm. He was so painfully fucking tight, and it was hard to keep from ramming into him. He thought of an idea as he stood up, pulling Inuyasha to the edge of the bed. He kissed away the look of surprise on the hanyou’s face and lifted him easily, giving a quick upward thrust into him.

“Oh fuck!” Inuyasha screamed, grabbing the sheets around him.

‘Fuck indeed,‘ Sesshoumaru thought evilly as he reached down to cup and play with the large jiggling breasts. He picked up speed, thrusting easily into Inuyasha now, savoring each cry and utter from the impaled man. Inuyasha, feeling trumped, closed his eyes and decided to try to work with this new body. Everywhere has muscles, and he was still muscular. What would happen if he flexed his muscles there…

“Ungh! Kami-sama!” Inuyasha opened his eyes and smiled with satisfaction at Sesshoumaru’s reaction. He had flexed the muscles in his pussy, and it clamped down vise-like onto Sesshoumaru, making him seem several times tighter than he was.

“You’re so tight, I love fucking you,” Sesshoumaru hissed, his words making Inuyasha wetter. The youkai swept Inuyasha into his arms and sat down in one of the nearby chairs, holding him tight as he thrust into him. Inuyasha bounced against him, holding his face and kissing him passionately, sucking on his tongue, tasting his own sweetness. His hands rubbed Sesshoumaru’s scalp lovingly, their kisses making both of them lightheaded and dreamy.

“I dream of making love to you, of holding you. I love you, Inuyasha. You are mine, say it. Say you love me and that you want me so. Tell me,” Sesshoumaru whispered harshly, his voice emotional.

“I want you, Shou. I love you, you’re my everything. Thank you…thank you…thank you!” Inuyasha cried, hitting another orgasm. This time, Sesshoumaru shared it with him, his cum hot and searing, coating the no longer virgin entrance thickly. He picked Inuyasha back up and lay him in the bed, removing himself from the hanyou carefully. Inuyasha sighed at the removal of the fullness and propped himself on an elbow to look at Sesshoumaru, who was now sitting on the side of the bed.

“I have something to tell you. I know why Sango was after you.” Sesshoumaru’s words were hushed, and they made Inuyasha furrow his brow.

“She’s just a dumb, jealous woman. She lost a kid with Miroku, and probably got mad that I’m pregnant. That’s it. Not much else to know, you know?” Sesshoumaru turned to look at him, and then sighed, deciding to follow his mother’s advice and keep mum. At least for now, anyways.

“Yes, you are right. I just thought it would be hard for you to hear something like that about a friend.”

Inuyasha snorted. “No friend of mine. She doesn’t ever have to worry about coming around me again. Crazy bitch,” He muttered, laying back. “Come to bed with me, Shou. Hold me, I need it.”

Sesshoumaru stood and shook his head. “As much as I would love to, I must politely decline. I have been quite lazy since your pregnancy began. There are issues I must attend to. Besides, you need rest. Midoriko said you need to take it easy.”

Inuyasha smiled. “You did the work. All I did was cum for you. Besides, all you gotta do is just lay beside me and feel me up.”

Sesshoumaru chuckled and got dressed, ignoring the sad look on Inuyasha’s face. “I will finish my duties as soon as possible and come back to you. I don’t think that slayer will try to attack again soon. If she does,” He paused and cracked his knuckles.

“Oooh, you big bully!” Inuyasha squealed, laughing. Sesshoumaru gave him a light peck on the lips and walked out of the room, knowing he had to find Goanna, and fast. He needed to understand the Shimizu prophecy, and what could be and needed to be done about Hime.
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Inuyasha sighed and tried to find a comfortable position. He had been drifting in and out of sleep since Sesshoumaru had left, and he knew he was safe in the castle and didn’t worry about any intruders. He ran his hands over his belly, thinking of recent events.

‘This is so weird. A few weeks ago, Shou and I hated each other. It was probably more of a misunderstanding, but we weren’t trying to really reconcile. If Kagome hadn’t forced me from the camp, I would have never went to that spring, wouldn’t have had Shou smell me in heat, and wouldn’t have…‘

Inuyasha turned on his side and sighed again. It was so strange. He had always loved Sesshoumaru, but because of his origin, and also because of what he was, he knew innately it was wrong to feel the way he felt. He would see his brother, those flashing golden eyes, long silk hair, and would just want to touch him. Unfortunately the touching usually involved fighting, and harsh words would be exchanged. But as fierce and cold a fighter Sesshoumaru could be, he was also that tender and dutiful of a lover, almost to the point of tripping over his feet for Inuyasha. The hanyou chuckled, thinking back to when Sesshoumaru first found out he was pregnant. They had sent Sakura and Suzuka off to a midwife, and poor Sesshoumaru had fainted upon hearing the news. When he rose, he was angry for about 10 minutes, snarling at Inuyasha, claiming he was trying to trap him into something, but upon reflection, he realized he loved Inuyasha more than anything, and wanted the pup badly. He crawled back into the bed with the sick hanyou and held him, kissing him gently and talking to him, stroking his back while telling him random things to keep his mind off the pain.

“I love you so much,” Inuyasha whispered, his eyes closed.

“Kukukukuku…I don’t love you though.”

Inuyasha’s eyes flew open and he saw Naraku on top of him in the bed, grinning evilly.

“Get off of me.” Inuyasha’s words were fearless and cold, making Naraku’s eyes widen.

“Well, well. Don’t we have a backbone of steel! I supposed that rubbed off on you when Sesshoumaru was rubbing you off.” Naraku grinned, caressing one of Inuyasha’s chubby cheeks. He snatched his head away and tried to wriggle Naraku off of him as the demon’s hands slowly ran over his breasts and his side, coming back over his stomach and pressing on Hime.

“Stop touching me! Get off of me, Baka!” Inuyasha screamed, wondering why no one had come to help him yet. His arms felt like weights and moving was impossible.

“You have a pretty little girl inside you, don’t you, hanyou? Too bad…too bad she has to die,” Naraku sang, thrusting his hand through Inuyasha’s belly.

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Inuyasha’s eyes snapped open. He sat up and looked around, drenched in sweat and panting. His hands flew to his stomach, sobbing in relief to find himself intact. He hugged himself, promising Hime that he would let nothing and no one ever hurt her. He looked up when he saw the door open.

“Are you alright? I walked past and thought I heard crying. Are you still sore from yesterday?” Chisato asked, gingerly sitting down on the bed. She saw the frightened look on his face, and thought maybe for a moment Sesshoumaru had told him about Shimizu.

Inuyasha shook his head. “I had a dream Naraku tried to kill Hime-chan.” He saw the shocked look on her face, and it made more tears fall. “I was afraid for her…and it felt so real. Where did Sesshoumaru go? I want Sesshoumaru,” Inuyasha cried, falling into Chisato’s lap. He hiccupped as she stroked the long white hair, also realizing that she didn’t know where Sesshoumaru went. She masked her worry by kissing and holding Inuyasha, hoping Rin wouldn’t awaken from her nap and get jealous that Oka Oka was giving her ‘precious sugars’ away.

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Sesshoumaru walked to the misty bamboo forest where he heard rumored Goanna lived. The mist was thick and disorienting, almost as if he were walking waist deep in a field of cotton. He walked around the forest for a few minutes, angry that he couldn’t locate the oracle.

“Your eyes deceive you, Great Youkai. You seek me, yet I am already in front of you. Just like the answer to the question in your mind.” A gentle voice carried over to Sesshoumaru, making him whip his head around in wonder. There was no one in the forest but him. He could not sense or smell anyone near, but his ears twitched upon hearing the voice.

“What do you know of this Sesshoumaru?” He asked boldly, still looking around. He frowned at the gentle laugh that carried over.

“I know that you came here to seek knowledge. Just like the Baboon.” Sesshoumaru felt a drop of sweat go down his back. Surely the oracle had not revealed all of Shimizu to Naraku! He would kill her and make a mop from her hair.

“And what do you know of the Baboon, Oracle?” Sesshoumaru called, looking up into the sky at the endless trees.

“I know his heart is impure and he seeks to rid it and shed his mortal coil. I know that he learned of Shimizu and desires the Light for evil purpose. His mouth is unclean, and so are his hands. He will not know what to do with the pink light. He will destroy everything, including himself.”

Sesshoumaru’s eyes narrowed. The things that the Oracle was saying were making him frightened. He flinched when a wind blew past him, giving him a chill. He blinked and saw a tall, thin figure with long brown hair and silver colored eyes. She was very beautiful, wearing a simple black kimono with an intricate sakura tree up the side of the body. She stood off to the side of Sesshoumaru, her hands out in a gentle manner. He didn’t know whether or not to move toward her or away from her, but he felt no life or warmth from her, despite the gentleness in her voice.

“Where did you come from?” Sesshoumaru asked, wonder slowly eating away his fear.

“Kami-sama. I appeared to you for I feel your intent. You are strong, my Inu Prince. Your love is what made me visible to you. Now, my Prince, why have you really come?”

Sesshoumaru stared at Goanna and sighed. “The baboon you speak of, his name is Naraku. He must be destroyed, and he desires to use my daughter as the portal to open Shimizu. He cannot be allowed to do this!” He finished bitterly, spitting the words from his mouth. Goanna cast silver eyes on him and nodded, wanting to comfort him, but unable to. As the Oracle, she could only tell the future, despite what was and wasn’t wanted, hoped for, dreamed for.

“The mountains will eat the sun and a member of your house shall fall when Shimizu is revealed. The hanyou will die. It is foretold and is as old as the day is long. They will crawl on their bellies and curse the beguiled. Such is the way of your father, and your father’s father, and his as well. I am old, rickety are my steps. I will cross the river soon, and hope not to see your kind face there. Remember, Strong Son, be a protector. Keep what you have and seek none extra. The Spider will run and hide, drown it to make sure it is dead. Splashes will not do.” Goanna’s voice faded as Sesshoumaru fell on his knees, shocked, his mouth open with a thin sliver of drool running out.

‘Inuyasha? Die? ‘

The sky reddened as he screamed his fury and cursed all that ever existed.

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Chisato looked up sharply from patting Inuyasha. He had finally cried himself to sleep, and she heard a feral growl, more like a mournful howl, and knew it was her son. She carefully lay the hanyou’s head down and leapt from the balcony, angry at herself for telling Sesshoumaru about the prophecy.

She gasped when she found her son among the bamboo, distraught, his clothing torn and his hair and face tear streaked and dirty. She gathered him into her arms, his crying louder when he smelled Inuyasha on her. She held him and rocked him against her breasts, fearing the worst.

“What did Goanna say?” Chisato asked evenly.

“Inuyasha will die. The Oracle told me,” Sesshoumaru said quietly, his sobbing now just tears running rampant across his face. Chisato gave him a gentle look.

“I don’t believe that. Inuyasha is strong, and we will not let anyone or anything harm him. I made sure to put an incantation on your room so that as long as he is inside it, he will be safe.”

Sesshoumaru held his head up and looked at his mother. “Hime-chan. She…” He took a deep breath, his heart breaking again. “She has to die for Inuyasha to live.”

Chisato shook her head. “No. I swore to protect that child. Do not cross me, Sesshoumaru.” Her golden eyes flashed red for a moment, and Sesshoumaru hung his head.

“I am a terrible father, and a horrible mate. I can’t protect my love or my baby. I am useless to them. I-” His face was stunned by the hard slap to the cheek. His mother pulled him to her and they were nose to nose, and he could see the anger in her eyes.

“My son is not a weak, blithering fool! My son can protect and provide for his family. My son will not let anything stand in the way of his happiness. My son is a strong man who makes me proud,” Chisato finished, gripping his shoulder. He swallowed the lump in his throat and she looked at him and smiled, nodding her head. They stood and teleported back to the castle, and in mere moments they were both standing outside of Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru’s suite.

“Things are not always as they seem. We control our fate, Sesshoumaru.” Chisato rubbed his back and delivered the comforting advice, and Sesshoumaru held his head up.

“He will not see me defeated. I don’t care what Goanna says. Inuyasha will not meet his death until I’ve met mine. I love him.” The confidence in his voice had returned, and Chisato was happy.

She retired to her own suite, smiling when she saw Rin in her bed, snoring rosy cheeked and sucking on her thumb. She moved her over and climbed in beside her, tears flowing down her cheeks. Her mind raced, thinking of her new family. She had the words to comfort Sesshoumaru and ease his mind, but like any decent parent would, you have to let your flock test the waters to ensure success. She had abandoned Sesshoumaru so early in his life, and although he turned out better than expected, he clung so tightly to the few precious things in his life, and Chisato felt responsible for it all, but Sesshoumaru was finally coming into his birthright, and she thanked Kami-sama that she was able to see it. Her family would prevail, and the name of the Inu would once again strike fear in the hearts and minds of youkai and ningen alike. She closed her eyes and concentrated her breathing, and soon she was snoring just as loud as Rin.
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Inuyasha sat on the corner of the bed, rubbing his stomach. He could smell Chisato and Sesshoumaru outside his door, but that had been awhile ago, and Sesshoumaru still hadn’t come in. He looked around and pulled up his gown, lifting his left breast and scratched underneath it, enjoying the cool air hitting his skin. He closed his eyes, nearly slobbering at the scratching.

“That isn’t sexy.”

Inuyasha was so engrossed in his scratching that he didn’t notice Sesshoumaru come in the room. He was wearing a red and white haori with white hakama and bare feet. His hair was swept up loosely with a shiny red ribbon. Inuyasha blushed and slowly moved his hand from his breast.

Sesshoumaru walked over and placed his hand on Inuyasha’s neck, closing his eyes and feeling his pulse. Inuyasha rubbed his head against the hand on his neck, kissing the forearm. Sesshoumaru slipped the gown over Inuyasha’s head and looked at him, the ever rounding belly, and felt tears in his eyes. He dropped to his knees and placed his forehead on Inuyasha’s knee.

“I want to do right by you, Inuyasha.”

Inuyasha looked confused. “But you have, Sesshoumaru.” The bent head shook no.

“I want to marry you. Marry me, make this official.” Sesshoumaru said, looking up into his lover’s eyes. Inuyasha looked down at him and caressed a magenta striped cheek.

“No.”

Sesshoumaru blanched. No? Was he serious?

“Not now. After Hime-chan is born, and after we have destroyed Naraku can we marry and live our lives in peace. I love you with everything I have. I would die for you, Sesshoumaru.”

Sesshoumaru sighed, inwardly thinking that it just may come to that. “I love you also, and I understand. But after Naraku is destroyed, you will be properly mated to me. You belong to me, and no one else.”

Inuyasha smiled. “I belong to you, and Rin, and Hime, and Chisato, and-”

“No. Me and me only.” Sesshoumaru’s voice was stern and possessive and he leaned forward and wrapped his arms strongly around Inuyasha. The hanyou’s eyes softened and he tilted Sesshoumaru’s face upward to kiss him passionately.

“Now will you come to bed and hold me?” Sesshoumaru gave him a small smile.

“Of course.” They climbed into bed, Inuyasha resting his head on Sesshoumaru’s chest. Neither of them slept, just held each other through the night, each troubled by things that happened that day. Happily by morning, both of them had come up with ideas to fix their situation.

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