Warm Fuzzies All Around

Inuyasha was too shocked to speak. His heart pounded in his chest, threatening to spill out any moment. He was sure his brother could hear every beat. He felt the tender embrace tighten slightly. Sesshoumaru's hands were gently rubbing Inuyasha's back.

"Do you want to talk, or just be held? I feel you've had far too little of this though." Inuyasha was sure he could hear an almost loving tone to Sesshoumaru's voice. "Just relax."

Inuyasha was shocked. Normally, Sesshoumaru came seeking a fight with him. Now, it seems he wanted just to comfort him. It was strangely comforting. After the day he'd had he was open to any suggestions.

He pulled away from the warm embrace and began to untie his kimono. He slid it off, noticing that he was drenched to the skin. He turned away, allowing himself a small slice of privacy to continue undressing. As he slid the clothing off, he hung it on some branches not too far from the fire. He was afraid to turn around. Afraid of what, though?

"Why are you here?" Inuyasha's voice was weak and shaky, startaling himself. "Thanks for the fire, though."

Still unable to turn to face Sesshoumaru, Inuyasha sat on the drying ground. He felt a silken garment wrapped around his shoulders. For the most part, it was warm and dry. The garment was Sesshoumaru's own kimono. It covered Inuyasha quite well, but he had the feeling Sesshoumaru saw more than he should have.

"Ototo, you should consider carrying more clothing. Cloth of the fire-rat suits you, but it takes forever to dry."

Inuyasha chuckled to himself. He'd lost count of the times he'd been caught in the rain, and been drenched, but kept moving on, not allowing his clothes to dry. He'd had a cold or two, but none lasted more than a few days. Now, with the current situation, he was quite content. Then he got the biggest shock of the day, a very warm, very fuzzy wrap was placed around him. It felt so wonderful, Inuyasha laid down and instantly fell asleep.

Sesshoumaru watched his brother sleep. He'd been following him for more than a week. That girl, Kagome, was being more emotional than normal. He'd caught their mating scent, but he couldn't really tell if she was carrying a pup. If she was, it was more than one. That could explaine the over reacting to Inuyasha's simple offering of her favorite berries for breakfast. Everyone of Inuyasha's traveling comanians was shocked at her behavior. The monk and slayer had left him shortly after the girl did. It was more than likely they went off for other reasons. He sensed that Inuyasha felt totally abandoned.

Sesshoumaru felt his brother's breathing take on an even deeper pattern. He knew his brother was soundly sleeping now. He lay on the ground, next to the younger man, wrapping hs arms tightly around his brother. He had plans to show Inuyasha how it felt to be treasured, loved, and compleatly sated. Sex played into his plans, but his goal was to show his younger brother what it's like to be held, ever so gently. To show the warm feelings he harboured deep within his heart. To show him the very reason he could never kill him. Apart from their swords, Sesshoumaru's own deeply hidden feelings played a major role.