You have brought this upon yourself

--"Inuyasha is remembering something *someone* said."--
'Inuyasha is talking to himself.'

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Of course that fucker would be here. Inuyasha thought with a scowl, glaring down the path he was steadily traveling down at the distant figure. There’s no mistaking that getup and that smell. I avoid him for ten years after that Kagome-bitch finally leaves with that fucken’ troublesome jewel and he pops up the moment I relax.

His soft pointed ears flickered in agitation as his hands curled into fists in frustration. He eyed his older brother wearily, taking in the details even from the distance between.

Magenta streaks hid in the shadows along his high cheekbones, shadowing his eyes and a Prussian blue crescent moon hung between the shimmering bangs that brushed against his straight brows. The matching gold eyes were, the hanyou imagined, locked on Inuyasha’s; making him increasingly uncomfortable. His body was reacting to the memory of their most memorable encounter, his stomach flipping and his asshole tightening.

It had haunted the hanyou, plaguing his dreams and making him increasingly paranoid. He’d even had a twitch until his body fully healed from the grueling, humiliating session. What would happen if he took another partner? His brother was very territorial. Kagome had almost thrown herself on him before she left, like a bitch in heat. It’d been tempting, but his body had rebelled and he’d passed her down to Koga.

--“You have brought this upon yourself.”--

He shivered in response to the memory teasing the back of his mind.

It happened every time they met after that night, but they had their pack on hand in some form or fashion. It had prevented a repeat and they had settled for senseless brawling instead, or in the very extraordinary occasions where they cooperated (to an extent) to meet a common goal.

Never alone for very long, though.

It had driven Inuyasha near madness with paranoia, not knowing his brother’s hidden intentions. Inuyasha even chased off the troublesome Myoga and now he was beginning to regret it. It had been a relief, after having to deal with such a large party for so long. Being alone felt worth the lack of chaperones to assure that a certain dominate yokai didn’t come knocking. His older brother always had been concerned with his image.

Now he was completely alone.

Walking in the forest.

Miles from a village.

Inuyasha’s sensitive nose didn’t even detect the stale scent of another on Sesshoumaru, making him begin to panic. Where was Janken? Or that little girl Rin? Rin was proof of his brother’s perversion. Keeping a minor around him at all times for whatever sick, twisted reason. She followed every order without question and a smile.

--“Good hanyou…use that tongue for something useful.”--

Fuck. It’s been years! She’s probably late teens…Oh, shit. She’s probably past the age that he likes them! Wait…I’m way older then that…but he still wanted me! What the hell is wrong with him? Oh, damn…He’s getting closer!

They were now barely a mile apart. Inuyasha could feel sweat dribbling down his back. He was torn inside, wanting to go to his brother and run away at the same time. A tiny voice chanted ‘run, run, run, run, run now’ but answered back quite reasonably, ‘he’ll only catch me.’

‘Run away, dumbass!’

‘That’ll only provoke him!’

‘He’s gonna rape me again; run, shit for brains!’

--“If you want release, you will beg.”--

His body became rooted to the road, straining and tense as he stared at his approaching brother like a terrified rabbit. The hanyou’s body quivered with the tension singing through it. His brother’s pace never varied and his gaze never wavered.

Oh, fuck a duck…he’s been looking for me…No way…why?

--“Amuse me.”--

Inuyasha finally listened to that little voice inside, turning and leaping into the brush along the beaten path. His limbs were stiff as he tried to speed walk at first, getting a few feet from the road before he broke into an all out run.

--“Crawl to me.”--

No way, never fucking again. He growled to himself. Why would he be looking for me?! Is it father’s sword? He hasn’t asked for it in forever! Why would he want it now? After all those times… He could have taken it after he raped me! I wasn’t exactly able to do much more then walk funny after he finished pounding the shit outta my ass. He never seemed interested after I took off his arm, though…Fuck, what is up with that psycho!?

--“Why must you fight me?”--

His tender ears wavered, catching the sound of pursuit. Toned muscled hummed with adrenaline and his wrists felt the phantom ache of twisted hemp. He chanced a glance behind him, blood freezing in his veins at the sight of his brother flashing between the trees.

“Are you avoiding me?” Sesshomaru called, sounding mildly entertained.

--"You were doing so well."--

The reminiscence was so strong and clear that Inuyasha’s throat clutched tightly. Thin shoulders twitched and his belly began to burn in response to the voice. “No!”

“Why are you running?”

“You’re chasing me, cocksucker!”

“I believe that more aptly describes yourself, hanyou.” He countered tauntingly, the haunting voice gaining volume as the owner closed the distance. Inyasha’s mouth began to dry at the implications. “Stop running.”

“Stop chasing me, fagot!” His scalp prickled, the only warning he had before Sesshomaru yanked his younger brother back by his long, insipid hair. Inuyasha hissed in pain, his body wrenched back into his older brother’s. It was like falling into a rock and Inuyasha had to fight in order to keep the breath from being knocked from his lungs.

“What did I say about having me repeat myself?” The older man purred against silken ears. The scent of his brother was overpowering and intimidating. The younger man was slightly ashamed to feel the stirrings of something suspiciously close to arousal.

“To never…” the hanyou began before letting his voice fade, ears pressed hard against his skull. He heard his brother’s hum of approval at the admission. It seriously pissed him off. He growled and yanked from the taller man’s grip. “Let me go, bastard!”

The long fingers were still tangled in his hair, keeping him effectively on a leash. His brother looked…smug and self-assured, making the younger man’s body shudder in response. Whether it was longing or dread, Inuyasha wasn’t sure or prepared to explore.

“Do you want the damn sword? Is that what you fucken’ want, bastard?”

“Tetsusaiga?” Sesshomaru sounded intrigued, stepping closer to his younger brother and staring down into the narrowed gold eyes. “Why would I need that? I have Bakusaiga and Tenseiga.”

Resentment and exasperation roiled inside Inuyasha. He slapped the restraining hand, mildly amazed when the fingers actually slipped from the strands. He took a cautious step back, glaring at the taller, unsmiling man with distrust. If he didn’t want the sword…“What the fuck do you want, fluffy geezer?”

Sesshomaru’s brows snapped together at the insult, his lips tugging from the stoic line into a frown. What was his little brother’s problem? He’d been looking for the troublesome hanyou for the last decade. Ever since the pest took off with jewel, he assumed his brother would come back to his side. Why wouldn’t he? Inuyasha had followed him around like a…puppy…since he could crawl. That is, until he bored of the hanyou-child and left.

“Fluffy.” He stated softly, not sure how to respond to such a name.

“You losing your hearing in your old age, bastard?” Inuyasha snapped, taking another step back and looking up cagily.

No, but I must be losing my mind to want the company of inferior breeding. Sesshomaru thought nastily, eyelid twitching.

No, he knew he wasn’t losing his mind. His younger brother was stimulating in his weakness. He wanted to duplicate the experience. He wanted his brother under his thumb, fighting him, denying him, then finally; begging him. The older man didn’t understand the need entirely, especially why it involved his little brother.

“I am curious as to why you ran from me, little brother.” Sesshomaru finally replied, reaching forward and sliding his fingers down the rough tanned cheek.

“I didn’t run!” The shorter man looked offended, showing his teeth. “I decided that I didn’t want to go down that road!”

“Ah. You often travel at a run. I am sure it is to avoid the fights you know are impossible for you to win.” Sesshomaru stepped closer, amused when his brother took a step back. There was a tree a few paces at Inuyasha’s back and the older man was curious if he could pin him to it. “Maybe it is your senses that are failing. It was quite clear to me where you were, little brother.”

“Why the hell should I run when you’ve pretty much made it clear to the world that I’m your kill, you demented fuck!” he spat back, keeping one step away. It was a sore spot for the prideful hanyou.

“That is correct. I have laid claim to you.” The older man fought off a smile when his brother looked panicked after his back hit the tree. “Mine in blood and in body. Tell me, little brother, has anyone had you since we last played?”

Inuyasha looked flabbergasted, his jaw dropping and face beginning to color furiously. He regrouped faster than expected, hackles rising. “Shouldn’t you be asking who I’ve had, you sorry excuse for a youkai?”

Sesshomaru’s reaction took them both by surprise; grabbing his brother by the throat, eyes glowing scarlet as he bared his teeth. Inuyasha gasped and clawed at his brother’s hand in rising anger, eyes answering to the red glow with his own.

The fur Mokomoko rose as its master’s anger, lashing out to pin the younger man to the tree.

“WHO?” The older brother hissed, nails piercing the tender skin. The coppery scent of blood filled the air between them and the yokai could feel the body fluid staining his nails. “I think, little brother, that you forget your place. Shall I remind you who your owner is, INU-yasha?”

The shorter man scrabbled wildly at the arm, but he couldn’t get even a wisp of air past the closed passage. His sight began to degrade, gray eating at the edge. All he could see were the scarlet orbs with slit pupils. His mouth opened and closed silently, mind going to pieces as every instinct he had clamored. His vision pulsed with his heartbeat, beginning to dim at each measured thud until blackness overtook him completely.

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After debate, I decided to add on to it...

Aini - Thank you so much for the compliments! I hope you enjoy the extra chapters.


MsDesperate - As requested. I don't know about m-preg. I'll try to work it in, but right now I'm still trying to find a goal to work towards. Other then smut. o.o


Vyperbites - Inuyasha just needs to accept his urges. Silly boy. ^-^


InuyashasGypsyGirl - As requested, also. Thank you for the compliments!