The Crimson Samurai

A/N This has been written for a while. I was holding off until 'Uke' was done, but I kind of wanted to make a little announcement, so figured I could use the next, short, chapter of this to do so. I'm going to be out for the month of November, with pretty much no internet access, so you won't be seeing any updates from me during that period. Just wanted to warn you all! I'll still have my lovely computer so I can write, just no uploading stuff onto the site! Take care and have a good thinksgiving!

warnings - hmmm, violence is about it.


Chapter 2 – Surrounded

Inuyasha woke the next morning engulfed in white, rippling fuzz. His mind was focused and aware as it searched for threats, a habit he hadn’t yet broken since he’d been in Kagome’s time. So where the fuck was he?

Son of a bitch. Still in Sesshoumaru’s bedroom.

He looked to the side and snarled. The bastard was lying on the bed next to him. He watched Inuyasha, and Inuyasha bared a fang at him before he made sure there was no one else in the room. No sounds came from beyond the doors, although there were plenty of scents that had been in and out within the last day. Either everyone nearby was freaking quieter than hell, or no one was around anymore. Considering this was Sesshoumaru’s house, he wasn’t sure which was more likely.

With no other danger he could detect, it meant that Inuyasha could focus completely on the fucking jack ass who’d used him as a chew toy and mated them together.

Inuyasha’s fists clenched and he shifted, growling at Sesshoumaru. He tried to jerk his hands out of the white fur, and the piece of shit tightened over his body. Pulling at the fluff wrapped around him like a fucking ribbon on a present, he snarled as it twisted in his hands. Every coil he managed to remove looped over another limb, rubbing against him. He was about to see if he could bite the damn thing when he finally got one arm completely free. And then the fluffy little pervert was after his dick again. With another snarl, he stretched over and slapped Sesshoumaru in the head, pissed that the asshole moved just enough to avoid being clawed in the eyes.

“Oy, asshole! Get this damn molesting piece of shit off of me!”

Ignoring the blow, Sesshoumaru raised a slim eyebrow and one side of his mouth lifted in a strange half-smile. “Moko-moko, leave him be. He is not appreciative of your games at the moment.”

Inuyasha would swear he heard a low, petulant grumble as Moko-moko untwisted and slid off his body to coil on a chest at the foot of the bed like a rope made of polar bear. He growled at it as he yanked the sheet off Sesshoumaru to wrap around himself. Standing, he looked back at his brother lying naked on the bed. The elegant fingers entwined casually over that pale, broad chest pissed him off. Didn’t Sesshoumaru think Inuyasha would kick his ass for this?

He envisioned slicing off Sesshoumaru’s dick instead of his arm and grinned ferally, his blood screaming at him to jump at his brother and start cutting. Then his damn mind interrupted that little fantasy and he wanted to howl it back into submission. He’d been in Kagome’s world too fucking long if he was standing here after Sesshoumaru had just fucked him in the ass, and all he could think about was how many people would die if they started fighting. One blow from his sword could take out a city block, Sesshoumaru’s whip could slice hundreds to bits in seconds, and that wasn’t even looking at the buildings that were gonna come down.

Was there even anywhere left they could fight without taking out stupid ningen? Across roof tops? Find an empty baseball stadium? Leave the city and see if there was actually any countryside left anymore?

Shit.

He wanted to fucking HURT him. Still growling to himself, he looked over the floor. Tessaiga was lying half underneath the foot of the bed at a weird angle, like someone had dropped it and hadn’t bothered to pick it up.

Ha, still can’t touch it, can you, asshole?

Picking it up as quickly as he could without losing the sheet, he had it unsheathed and pointed at Sesshoumaru within moments. He might not want to use the damn thing, but Sesshoumaru didn’t know that. “Where’s my fucking clothes, asshole?”

Sesshoumaru continued to lie on the bed, his pulse slow and steady. “You will be needing something else to wear to the council meeting.”

“Fuck this council shit and fuck you! Gimme back my damn clothes!”

Sesshoumaru unclasped his hands and sat up. Inuyasha was very careful to keep his eyes on his face and not on his…thing. Cutting it off was still way the hell too tempting.

”Inuyasha, you might be somewhat disturbed over what happened last night, but in time-”

“Which part, fucking me in the ass, or making us mates?” Inuyasha snarled and his hand trembled with the urge to throw Tessaiga at Sesshoumaru’s big, fat head.

“I’m aware that you may not understand why I – “

“Don’t. Care. Just gimme my fucking clothes.”

“Inuyasha, do not think that I made the decision lightly.”

“Hey! Don’t care! Remember! Yeah, you fucked me. So the hell what? You’ve stuck your hand through my gut more times than I can fucking count. You think sticking your dick in my ass is gonna hurt more than that? Your cock’s not that fucking impressive, jack ass.” But the memory of what that damn dick had done to him, and the fact that he’d liked it, was going to stay with him for a fucking long time. Gods but he hated Sesshoumaru! He wanted to unleash the windscar on his brother’s ass so damn much! See him blown to fucking bits and splattered all over the wall.

Except his brain kept reminding him there could be a whole lot of shit behind that wall that he didn’t want to fuck with. Things that blew up, things that shot out lightning and sparks, or hordes of humans or youkai who had nothing to do with the brother-fucking asshole could be hidden there. He could be in the middle of the city for all he knew, next to hundreds of ningen. He snarled one last time and slammed Tessaiga back into is sheath.

Sesshoumaru’s eyes had narrowed just slightly as he listened to Inuyasha’s mockery of his manhood and it’s size. “Pain from last night is not the issue at hand. You-“

“Maybe not to you, but it sure as hell seems like the fucking issue to me!”

Sesshoumaru’s jaw tightened at being interrupted again and he stood. Inuyasha figured he just enjoyed being tall enough to loom. Dramatic bastard. “Inuyasha, making love…”

“Making love?” Inuyasha took a step back to give himself room to defend and started laughing. “The word you’re looking for is ‘fucking.’ What you did was fucking, and fucking don’t mean shit.” Sesshoumaru was finally starting to look really pissed. His facial muscles took on that stillness they got just before he charged. His breathing became even more regulated and slow, and his fingers stiffened like they usually did when he started poisoning shit all over the place.

Don’t like being insulted, asshole? Too damn bad.

”I am your mate now, Inuyasha, and I expect you to treat me with the respect that position deserves.” His voice was so cold it was like falling into a snowbank head first. He bled menace from his pores.

Like Inuyasha gave a crap. He was supposed to be intimidated by this shit just because Sesshoumaru had managed to get a piece of his ass the night before? Not in this lifetime. Hell, if one defeat was enough to have him bowing and scraping, he would have been a fucking lapdog before he’d turned 60.

Dumbass.

“I don’t give a fuck what you expect. Some meaningless bond ain’t gonna make me stay here and kiss your white ass! And give me my fucking CLOTHES!”

Turning his back to him, Sesshoumaru walked stiffly to where two clean kimonos and under things hung against a wall. “Your clothes will be returned to you when you have done as you are told and visited the council’s chambers. After that, we shall see what you are allowed to do.”

Inuyasha bared his teeth as his eyes gleamed. “My fire rate robes work just fucking fine, and I’m getting them back. ‘Sides, I’d rather walk out of here fucking naked than put on that pretentious shit of yours.”

Sesshoumaru began dressing as though Inuyasha wasn’t on the verge of leaping over the bed to try and end him. He looked over his shoulder at Inuyasha with a glare. “Do not tempt me in my current mood, Inuyasha. I have an obligation to fulfill, but you are sorely trying my patience.”

Inuyasha flipped him off, a gesture from Souta’s television that he fully appreciated, and turned to go. “I’ll find ‘em myself, then. Nice seeing you again, asshole. Been fun. Have to do this again in a few hundred years. I can return the favor and stick Tessaiga up your ass.”

He thought he heard a low growl from behind him and smiled. He was getting his clothes and getting out of Sesshoumaru’s damn house. If they were far out in the country or something, though, with nothing around, he was coming right back in and throwing Sesshoumaru through the wall. If they were in the city, well, he’d have to think of some way to lure his brother outta here to a place away from everyone, some day. A place where kids like Souta and Kagome’s friends weren’t going to be killed just because he had to blast Sesshoumaru up the ass. He’d get him back for fucking with him.

Why the hell had Sesshoumaru done it? What the fuck had he been thinking? Hell, the fact that the bastard had taken Inuyasha away and healed him was enough to screw up his mind for days. But then… the two of them, mates? Being in the modern era where there were so many people around must have warped his bigoted little brain. He probably blew a fuse the moment he realized that the weight of humans on the planet actually outweighed his own ego.

‘Course, it didn’t fucking matter to Inuyasha one way or the other, aside from the fact that Sesshoumaru had got a dick into his ass. Inuyasha couldn’t have Kagome anymore, wasn’t like he was going to mate with anyone else. He never SAW anyone else, other than the Higurashi’s and the women he saved. Not exactly a way to get all romantic and shit. Not a way to get sex either, but he wasn’t too keen on that. Kagome and her smell had turned him on instantly; he’d thought he was going to die from perpetual erection when she’d wanted to wait until they married to actually mate with each other.

She’d died 2 months before the date they’d picked. Since then, other women’s scents just turned him off. He’d never even considered men. Men smelled musky and sweaty, and far too many smelled of cigarette smoke as well. Made him want to sneeze. Sesshoumaru’s scent should have been just as strong, but it was as perfect as his damn face: light and strong and pure. Should have smelled like sewage and reflected his black, crappy. atrophied soul.

He got to the door and slid it open quickly, getting out and slamming it behind him with a satisfying thunk as Sesshoumaru called out his name angrily from inside the room. “Inuyasha!”

“Kiss my ass, fucker!” He tripped on the long sheet and snarled. A tearing rip of his claws shortened it to his knees and he tied it at the hip. He grinned at the torn remants of what had probably been some pretty fucking expensive sheets left on the floor, and started down the hallway.

His mind catalogued everything along the way as he moved as quickly as he could without being a blind idiot about it. The air conditioning was blowing cool air against his bare chest and legs, fluttering the ragged hem of his impromptu skirt. He hated the cold. Fuck. The hallway outside Sesshoumaru’s door was long and covered in dark wood, discrete hangings along the walls. The sound of his footsteps was odd and made him jumpy until he realized it was an effect of the floor. Something in the floors was dampening the sound of his footsteps; it wasn’t real wood. He’d bet the walls were soundproofed or something on top of that. It would explain the lack of sound in the bastard’s room.

There were a few doors he passed as he went, and he tensed every time, expecting something to come crashing out. Nothing happened until he was halfway down the corridor, and Sesshoumaru glided out of their shared room. His voice echoed dully towards Inuyasha.

“Inuyasha, I will not let your own stubborn idiocy destroy you, whether you like it or not! You will arrive in front of the council this morning, dressed in the clothes I have chosen!”

Inuyasha had already started sprinting as soon as he heard his brother coming out. He was sure the bastard would jump on him soon, and he had to get out to a defendable position. He had to get where he could judge what dangers there might be to any humans around.

“Eat shit and die choking!” he yelled back at him.

The hallway turned and he jumped up onto the side wall to push himself off and bound around the corner without stopping. The hallway opened up to a huge room with a double sided staircase sloping up to either side of it. He leapt the stair railing and landed on the black and teal marbled floor below. He took three steps and jolted to a stop as Sesshoumaru stood in front of him wearing a charcoal gray suit, staring. He had a briefcase in one hand and a small pastry in the other.

“Holy shit, when the fuck’d you get so damn fast?!”

Sesshoumaru’s eyes rounded as they ran down his body, and his mouth opened to speak when another body landed behind Inuyasha with a deep growl. Inuyasha had Tessaiga out as he whipped around and it took his brain seconds to figure out what had happened.

“Fuck, he’s your damn kid! Stupid, fucking…just back off, jack ass!” He waved the sword in an arc as Sesshoumaru stepped closer. Inuyasha would have thought the damn kimono would keep the jack ass too bound up to move, but it didn’t seem to impede his progress at all.

There was an odd sort of snorting from the other youkai as Sesshoumaru took another step towards him. Inuyasha didn’t break eye contact as he and Sesshoumaru exchanged glares.

“Pardon me for intruding, but do you require assistance, Father?” The mildly amused voice came from the opposite side and Inuyasha turned his head while he tried to keep Tessaiga pointed at Sesshoumaru. He couldn’t blast with it, but it was still sharp enough to slice things off.

Important, dangling, ass-invading things.

Another Sesshoumaru in a suit stood staring at him curiously. Inuyasha turned his head quickly and saw the other one where he’d first seen him. The first son was calmly taking a bite out of his flaky roll and still running his eyes up and down Inuyasha’s half-naked body.

“What the FUCK! Another one?!”

“My sons.” Sesshoumaru said curtly. “And I can handle this on my own, Jirou, thank you.”

“You can fucking get my damn clothes back is what you can do, jack ass!”

Inuyasha heard that odd choking from both Sesshoumaru’s kids and he turned a glare on first one and then the other. They looked like they were fucking laughing at him. Better not try anything or they’d see who was laughing, although he’d rather they just fucking stopped. It was freaky. They looked too much like Sesshoumaru to have eyes that sparkled and lips that looked like they were on the verge of smiles.

“You will have your fire rat robes returned to you if you behave.” Sesshoumaru said quietly. Inuyasha saw his eyes dart to either side of him with a brief, narrow gaze and the sound of subdued laughter stopped.

“Kiss my –“

“Who are you to attempt to enter our home, peasant?”

Inuyasha turned again to see three more Sesshoumaru’s walk in from a side door. They wore dark suits and matching sneers. It was a hell of a lot more familiar than the smiling crap was, but…

He shook his head as he huffed at Sesshoumaru in disgust. This was getting worse and worse. “Fuck, you popped out the kids all over! You got an entire asshole convention just in your own house.”

The wonder triplets snarled almost simultaneously. “Your appearance is as disgusting as your smell, you little insect,” said the first asshole.

“How dare you insult your betters that way!” And there went the second asshole. It was like a cheap version of Sesshoumaru from the past.

“Sesshoumaru-sama is so far above you, you could only dream of achieving his heights one day” Number three finished up in a slightly higher voice that made Inuyasha glance at him a little more closely. Ah, he was a little younger than the other two. That’d explain it.

“Oh, yeah, and you guys are gonna show me the error of my ways or somethin’? Don’t waste my time, pricks.” Inuyasha smiled as all three of the new bastards had their hands out and glowing with poison almost before he finished speaking. None of these assholes were gonna be as tough as Sesshoumaru. If they were, they would have attacked him already.

Naraku might have enjoyed the mind games and talked shit all over the place, but he’d had a hell of a lot of power to back himself up. These weenies acted like he was lower than flies on cow dung, but they still hadn’t taken the steps to remove him from their home. They just talked big. Which meant they were either scared shitless, or they weren’t very experienced. You don’t give someone the time to get any kind of advantage if you already have them at a disadvantage; you attacked and cut him down quick.

Not that their inexperience meant he was gonna be okay. With a total of five Inu youkai and Sesshoumaru surrounding him, he could still get pretty fucked up if he didn’t find a way to get out of this. And they pissed him off. He didn’t want to hurt anyone in the area outside this house, but he didn’t wanna get his ass kicked either. He glanced up at the vaulted ceilings as he continued looking for a way out and smiled. That would work. These little shits wanted to get it on, he was more than ready at this point. If he could concentrate and kick their asses straight up, then they’d land on their own damn house and no one else would be hurt.

The three dumbasses started forward and the first Sesshoumaru kid rounded on them. His voice was as deadly as Sesshoumaru’s whip. “Did Sesshoumaru-sama give you permission to use violence against his guest?”

The poison disappeared so fast it left an afterimage.

“Guest? You can’t be serious –“

“Father, look at him! Naked except for rags, holding an obviously stolen sword… ”

“I’m no thief, you little rat bastard!” Inuyasha protested. He’d always been accused of thieving and violence that he wasn’t responsible. He didn’t have to put up with it from these assholes.

The Sesshoumaru triplets glanced at him with three disgusted little sneers before one continued whining again. “We are protecting the house -”

“Sesshoumaru-sama is present. He decides who is a threat to this family, not you. If you wish to leave and establish yourself somewhere else, do so. Until then you will not disgrace the family by going against our father in this manner.”

The three youkai glared at Inuyasha as though he was the one chewing their asses and sullenly bowed their heads. The arrogant resemblance to Sesshoumaru faded when they developed a petulant twist to their lips.

“Fuck, what a bunch of pussies.” He smirked at them as all three looked up and tried to freeze him with a look. Morons. He’d been glared at by fuckers a hell of a lot scarier than them. Freaking snowflakes compared to Sesshoumaru. Worked for him, though. If he could get them just a little more riled, maybe he could get them to charge him and it would open a space. Surrounded as he was, he could leap over and try to get out the front door he could see behind them. He’d have a chance to see where he was and what he could do, and it would be a hell of a lot easier with some untried, stuck-on-themselves assholes running around and getting in everyone’s way. “You three pucker up and kiss Sesshoumaru’s ass when Daddy tells you to?”

“Inuyasha, cease this at once. You will not succeed in avoiding the council,” Sesshoumaru spoke in his familiar cold tones and Inuyasha rolled his eyes and faced him completely.

“You and the council can blow each other for all I care. Just gimme my fucking clothes and get the fuck out of my way!!”

Someone sounded like they were half strangling and he shifted so he could glare at…Jirou, wasn’t it? “You got something to say?”

“Not a thing, boy.” He smiled broadly and Inuyasha’s hackles rose. Sesshoumaru’s face, smiling. Too fucked up to deal with right now.

And he wasn’t a fucking boy.

Inuyasha was turning, figuring out how exactly to make it to the door, when there was a loud ‘wham’ and he felt two sharp pins slice into his chest. He tried to look down to see what the hell hit him but his muscles locked. His whole damn body was shaking in agony as he tried to move. He couldn’t control his legs and he fell over, still vibrating. He couldn’t move!! Inarticulate garbling came out instead of curses. His staring eyes just registered Sesshoumaru walking over, holding something that had two wires leading from Inuyasha’s body to the small gun Sesshoumaru held in his hand.

“I am sorry, Inuyasha, but you must realize that you cannot win,” he said softly as he knelt down next to his head. “The taser is set at levels that will render you unconscious soon. As I told you, you will be coming to the council meeting with me.” Inuyasha couldn’t think through the shaking of his body and he was still trying to move his arm to jam his claws into Sesshoumaru's groin when he completely passed out.