Evil rising, Litch Queen of the western continent

Chapter 2. Over the hill and into the woods.

 

 

Back at the village, it was night fall when Inuyasha returned. He had been prepared to say fair well to his companions, however after walking into Kaede's hut he found Sango, Miroku and Shippo packing for what looked like a few days travel.

 

“Where the hell are you guys off to?” Inuyasha demanded.

 

“With you.” Shippo announced.

 

“Myoga explained the ceremony of acceptance to us and well it would be an honor if you would allow us to be there.” Miroku explained.

 

“Um... sure I guess.” Inuyasha shrugged. “Hay where is that useless flee anyway? He told you guys about the stupid ceremony before I even found out!” Inuyasha groused.

 

“I um was just about to explain that lord Inuyasha.” Myoga hopped to him nervously. “The ceremony of acceptance is held to mark the next hire to the blood line and pass down the history of the royal family.” Myoga informed.

 

“Tell him how the mark gets placed.” Shippo said with a mischievous grin.

 

Inuyasha glared at Myoga expecting an answer.

 

“Well you see lord Inuyasha, to place the family seal lord Sesshomaru will have to bite your right shoulder.” Myoga reported.

 

“You mean that bastard gets to take a chunk out of my shoulder, what the hell kind of reward is that? It's a stupid ceremony, not a mating ritual, what the hell does he need to bite me for?!” Inuyasha protested.

 

“It's the only way to place the mark lord Inuyasha and besides the seal represents your great accomplishment. Lord Sesshomaru never complained when he received the mark from your father.”

 

“And just what the hell is that supposed to mean? I am NOT complaining. I can handle anything that asshole can and more.” Inuyasha boasted.

The small group shared a knowing smile.

 

“So it's settled then, we'll leave with you and Sesshomaru-sama at dawn.” Sango stated rather matter of factually.

 

“Fine, but you three had better be able to keep up. I don't want to hear it if two months of slacking off have made you slow.” Inuyasha barked out harshly.

 

“Hay! Like you haven't been slacking off this whole time Inuyasha. You've been the laziest one of us all.” Shippo accused.

 

“That's cuz I don't need to keep busy to stay in shape, even as a hanyou I'm way stronger than you runt.” Inuyasha punched the little kit on top of the head to punctuate his remark.

 

“Ow, Hay! Don't piss me off Inuyasha, I have a tone of new fox magic and I am just dying to try it out.” Shippo threatened.

“Just try it you little shit and I'll pound you so far into the ground you'll come out the other side where people walk upside down.”

 

“You baka, people don't walk upside down on the other side of the world.”

 

“Oh, are you sure? Why don't we send you there so we can find out.”

 

Inuyasha grabbed Shippo by the tail and cocked his arm back getting ready to chuck the little kit into the forest when Sango smacked him over the head with hiraikotsu.

 

“Will you two knock it off, seriously where is Kagome with a good 'sit boy' when you need her?” Sango snapped.

 

Inuyasha's ears went down and he flinched. Hearing the cursed 'S' word still sent chills down his spine.

 

“Hay Miroku, control your woman would ya. If I didn't know any better I'd say she's jealous the damn beads don't work for her.” Inuyasha jibed with a cheeky grin.

 

Sango blushed bright red and spoke through gritted teeth. “I am not!”

 

“My dear Sango say it isn't so.” Miroku mocked concern while one hand groped her breast and the other her ass. “You know I've always been more than willing to let you subjugate me.”

 

“HENTAI!!!!”

 

Smack!

 

Yes it was business as usual in the small familiar village.

 

Dawn came quickly and Sesshomaru strode into the village with Rin and Jaken in toe. Inuyasha and his pack were saying their good byes as the demon lord approached.

 

“Sister take Kirara with you, she'll help to get you home safely.” Kohaku urged.

 

“Are you sure you won't need her?” Sango asked, concerned.

 

“I'm sure, Totosai is going to be working on a new weapon with me so I won't be doing much traveling.” He replied.

 

“Ok.”

 

Kirara mewed in agreement.

 

When Sesshomaru reached the small group, Rin turned to him and bowed.

 

“Good bye lord Sesshomaru, Rin- ... um I mean, I will miss you.” Sesshomaru nodded in reply and Rin reluctantly walked over to Kaede's side. Then Sesshomaru turned and started walking away with Inuyasha and crew falling into step behind him.

 

“Good bye everyone, hurry back.” Rin cheerfully waved everyone off.

 

The mismatched collection of travelers walked strait through the morning, and the after noon until the sun started its descent into evening. Shippo's stomach growled loudly in protest of its emptiness, so he hopped up onto Inuyasha's shoulder.

 

“Inuyasha, when are we gonna stop to rest, I'm starving?”

 

“Keh, didn't I tell you I don't want to hear you complaining?”

 

“Being hungry has nothing to do with being lazy, even you have to eat baka.” Shippo shouted.

 

Inuyasha grabbed the kitsune by the neck and got ready to punch him when Sesshomaru interrupted.

 

“Inuyasha your ninjen as well as the kitsune require sustenance. We will make camp for the night when we reach the clearing ahead of us.”

 

“And why do you get to decide when we stop?” Inuyasha demanded.

 

“Am I to assume you know of a more accommodating location?” Sesshomaru inquired.

 

“Well no.”

 

“That is why.”

 

“Fine.” Inuyasha huffed, crossing his arms as he looked away.

 

Sango and Miroku exchanged looks of relief to hear everyone would be stopping soon. They had been switching between riding on Kirara's back and letting her ride on their shoulders. But hunger and fatigue were taking their toll and camp sounded wonderful. It had been hard enough keeping up with Inuyasha alone, now they had two head strong demons to chase after.

 

Once they arrived at the clearing Sango and Miroku got to work building a fire, while Shippo and Kirara caught some fish in the river going though the edge of the clearing. Sesshomaru stood at the far end of the grassy opening, watching the forest line with Jaken resting close by. Inuyasha was perched in the high branches of a tree, altering between watching the forest line and watching Sesshomaru, trying to figure out what the demon lord was staring at.

 

Before he could even formulate a guess Sesshomaru disappeared into the dense foliage leaving Jaken sitting there alone.

 

'I wonder where that sneaky bastard is off to?' Inuyasha thought.

 

“Hay Inuyasha why don't you do something useful like make some skewers for these fish instead of laying around doing nothing.” Shippo hollered up at the hanyou.

 

This of course earned the little kit another fist to the head and slue of curses but the skewers were made shortly after that.

 

Soon every one was sitting down around the fire enjoying the freshly roasted meal. Sesshomaru had returned but he and Jaken were sitting on the outskirts of the clearing.

 

Miroku, being the ambassador that he was, decided to invite the prudish duo to join them.

 

“Sesshomaru-sama, Jaken-sama, won't you join us? There is plenty of fish.”

 

Jaken looked to Sesshomaru and after receiving a slight nod of approval, he wandered over to the small pack looking disgruntled about the company but hungry enough not to care.

 

“won't you eat anything lord Sesshomaru?” Sango urged.

 

“I do not eat human food.” He coldly replied.

 

“Ya but would it kill ya to sit with us. Or are you afraid the filthy hanyou germs will rub off on you?” Inuyasha taunted.

 

Sesshomaru stood in one smooth motion and strode over to them.

 

“It is my appetite that I fear will go off some where hanyou.”

 

He lowered himself with the same fluid grace to sit in the grass and returned to the task of preparing his meal. Which appeared to be a snake that he apparently caught when he had disappeared into the forest.

 

Sango gasped at the sight of it, not in fear but concern.

 

“Lord Sesshomaru that snake is a mamushi viper yokai.”

 

“Indeed.”

 

He spoke without care as he raised a section of raw meat to his lips using a pair of chopsticks that looked suspiciously like snake fangs.

 

“It's deadly poisonous even to demon.” She urgently informed.

 

“Indeed.”

 

He placed the morsel into his mouth and calmly started chewing.

 

“It has quite a pleasing flavor as well.”

 

He placed another piece between his lips to ingest and noticed that everyone still looked concerned.

 

“Did I not just explain that I do not eat human food?”

 

“Well yes, it's just that as a taijiya we use the poison from that creature because it is so deadly to other demons.” Sango explained

 

“And you thought this Sesshomaru would succumb to its toxin. I assure you little taijiya there is only one being upon this planet more poisonous than I and this lowly serpent is far from it.”

 

“What terrible being could be more poisonous than you, mi lord?” Jaken cautiously inquired.

 

“My mother.” Sesshomaru replied after savoring another bite.

 

Jaken paled and shivered remembering the cold uncaring women, with complete disregard for his name. 'Little demon' she had called him. She might as well have said little rat or toad or bug. It was plain to see where Sesshomaru had gotten his arrogant indifference from.

 

“Your mother is still alive?” Inuyasha quietly asked.

 

Sesshomaru turned to look at the hanyou. The demon lord's face held no emotion but his eyes were curious.

 

“Yes.” He calmly replied.

 

“Oh …... Will she be at the palace?”

 

“No, she rules a territory north of here.” Sesshomaru explained.

 

“Oh.” Inuyasha replied.

 

Sesshomaru could see that the hanyou wanted to ask more questions but for some reason decided not to.

 

'I suppose it is natural for the pup to be curious.' Sesshomaru mused realizing it was quite possible that Inuyasha thought they were the only two inu demon left.

 

“My mother, yourself and I are the last of the royal blood line, however there are many inu demon still living on the continent.” He explained.

 

“There are? …....... Have you been there?” Inuyasha curiously asked.

 

“Many times. As a child I accompanied father in his travels and now I am responsible for maintaining the treaties and trade business that he established there.”

 

“Sesshomaru-sama I've heard a lot of legends about the mainland, what is it like there?” Miroku inquired.

 

“What legends have you heard houshi?” Sesshomaru asked in response.

 

“It has been said that there were dragon demon on the mainland.” Miroku answered.

 

“There are dragon and dragon demon here.” Sesshomaru replied in a disinterested tone.

 

“The legend says that they were a ruling and sentient race with unimaginable size and power, some even the size of mountains.”

 

Sesshomaru gave a single nod of his head. “That is true.”

 

“No shit, dragons the size of mountains?” Inuyasha tried to imagine Ah-Un the size of a mountain.

 

The assortment of companions continued to share stories of legends, looking to Sesshomaru for confirmation or correction. The demon lord never became involved with their conversations. He simply answered with a slight nod or a quiet no.

 

It amazed Inuyasha. Just to be sitting there next to his brother, spoke volumes about how much Sesshomaru had changed. Inuyasha knew the arrogant, aloof, cruel, condescending bastard Sesshomaru. But this Sesshomaru was different, more palpable, approachable even. There was no murder in his gaze now. For the first time Inuyasha wondered if it was possible that the demon lord really had decided to accept him.

 

That night Inuyasha found himself dreaming again. This time he was face down over someones lap. It didn't take much imagination to guess who the lap might belong to as he stared down the long white silk clad legs to a pair of soft, black leather boots. He could feel a cool palm rub over the exposed curve of his bottom and he began to struggle.

 

His wrists, he discovered were bound by something soft and furry, yet completely unyielding, that seemed to also be binding his ankles. The hand that was smoothing over his ass squeezed gently at the muscular globes before smacking down hard. First on the right side then on the left. Inuyasha cried out in surprise and the hand went back to rubbing soothing circles over the soft flesh. Then, again it slapped down firmly.

 

Inuyasha squirmed wildly trying to free himself as he was smacked over and over again. It was useless, he couldn't escape and the assault continued. Again and again that firm hand came down on him and pain followed it. The hot sting spreading over his back side was causing warmth to spread in other places as well. He was getting aroused and his swelling member was trapped between his body and the silk covered thighs beneath it.

 

Evey time that hand came down on him it jarred him forward, effectively thrusting his eager manhood against the legs supporting him. He began to moan in time to the palm connecting with his afflicted bottom.

 

There was a rhythm to the punishment, the spanking would last for about ten strikes and then the rubbing massage would begin. Then the spanking again. Over and over this continued. Inuyasha was flushed and panting, even the calming circles, gently rubbing him were causing his hips to slightly rotate against that wonderful silky friction beneath him.

 

Wet heat encircled the tip of his downy ear and he cried out a breathy moan. Gentle laving traced the outer edge and he arched up whimpering in pleasure.

 

'You can be quite visually appealing when you are in pain hanyou.' That dark seductive voice purred into his ear just before teeth sank into the hyper sensitive appendage.

 

Inuyasha yelped in protest while a tiny stream of blood trickled down from the wound. The pain of the bite had distracted him. He hadn't realized the spanking had stopped.

 

Now something cool, slick and hard was being rubbed across his sore bottom. Then it was gliding up and down between his cheeks and Inuyasha struggled violently, thrashing to try and get away from the object threatening his entrance.

 

The restraint never budged and he was firmly held in place as the lubricated item was slowly being pushed into him. Inuyasha growled and squirmed to no avail, it was still sinking deeper and deeper into him stretching and forcing him open.

 

When it slid against a certain bunch of nerves, Inuyasha moaned loudly and all his struggling quickly stopped. It passed over that spot again, dragging another moan from him.

 

The object was slowly getting thrust into him again and again. Panting moans began to follow each gliding intrusion. The heat coiling tightly in his stomach burned for release and he began to rock his hips into the motion of the object entering him. Eagerly thrusting his aching member against the thighs supporting him.

 

When the soft lips and wet tongue closed over his ear again he howled in ecstasy and came hard as the orgasm washed over him.

 

Morning arrived to quickly for Inuyasha, he woke with a start to something feeling like a small rock ricocheting off his head. He flailed wildly, attacking an invisible foe and nearly fell from his perch in the tree.

 

He collected himself enough to regain his balance, while gently rubbing the tender spot between his ears, he angrily scanned the clearing for the source of his rude awakening. He wasn't surprised when his eyes landed on the form of his elder brother disappearing into the woods.

 

'You'll pay for that asshole.' He swore as he silently slipped into the forest after Sesshomaru.

 

Inuyasha quietly followed until the demon lord stopped.

 

“Are you quite awake now?” Sesshomaru asked.

 

“Yes, I'm quite a-fucking-wake now asshole. You wanna tell me what the fuck that was for?”

 

“Has anyone ever told you, you have a very dirty little mouth?”

 

A shiver raced up Inuyasha's spine in response to that sultry question and Sesshomaru paused in confusion. It seemed to Inuyasha like the demon lord had not meant to say that. Come to think of it why would Sesshomaru say something like that. Sesshomaru himself didn't seem to know and decided to ignore the comment and forge ahead.

 

“While we are forced to travel at a speed accommodating to your ninjen, I intend to make good use of the time and start training you.” He stated.

 

“Training for what? I already know how to fight.” Inuyasha grumbled.

 

“Perfection requires continuous training and honing of ones skills.”

 

“Keh perfection is over rated. I hardly see the point of training all the time if you already know how to do something.”

 

Sesshomaru ignored the childish comment and pressed on.

 

“The first thing that we shall have to work on is your sent.”

 

Inuyasha stared, blankly at him in confusion.

 

“Why hanyou, is it that all this time after such a great victory as defeating Naroku, you still carry the sent of great defeat? Is Naroku's death not what you have desired most this entire time?”

 

Inuyasha looked offended.

 

“It's called giving a shit about the people around you Sesshomaru, you should try it some time.” He leaped up onto an over head branch and angrily slumped against its tree.

 

“Concern for others is not something which comes naturally to this Sesshomaru. However, I am familiar with that particular sent. It is because of that sent, in my youth I learned to hold no value for any life but my own.”

 

Inuyasha looked down from his perch in confusion.

 

“First of all, it's kinda weird talking like this with you, but I guess we aren't fighting any more so I'm just gonna go with it. Second of all, you seem to value the life of that little brat Rin.”

 

Sesshomaru was silent for a few moments, weighing the truth of those words.

 

“I suppose I became accustom to her presence.”

 

“Accustom my ass, it's not hard to figure out that you care about her. The hard part is figuring out how the hell that happened and why if you care so much did you dump her off with Kaede?”

 

“She is a human child Inuyasha, she must mature as a human, learning from other humans. You and I are worriers. Our lives consist of nothing more than one battle after another. Women and children have no place in that kind of life...... Is that not the same reason you returned your miko to the safety of her own world?”

 

“Yeah, I guess.” Inuyasha quietlyreplied.

 

He hopped down from the tree and faced Sesshomaru.

 

“So what now oh wise master?” His voice dripped with sarcasm. “Can we get on with the training or should we venture further down the path of enlightenment?”

 

The sarcastic remark perked the interest of Sesshomaru sadistic side and the demon lord's eyes lit with ardor for the impending fight.

 

“So eager to taste my blade hanyou? Them by all mean draw and the training will commence.”

 

Inuyasha's lips curled in a feral grin as he unsheathed tessaiga. Adrenalin surged down his spine as Sesshomaru rushed forward and their swords clanged together. Each pushing against the other, struggling for dominance and Sesshomaru was gaining more leverage.

 

“Come now filthy half breed, is this the best you can do?” He goaded.

 

Inuyasha growled and lunged forward with all his strength pushing Sesshomaru back minutely. It was enough to get out from under his sword though and Inuyasha began his usual attack. Wide, untrained, viscous strikes, swinging wildly in a hack and slash fashion. Their swords clashed with all the same passion and fervor they always had.

 

Sesshomaru was right they were worriers and Inuyasha lived for moments like this. The rush, the heightened senses, the pain, the blood, all of it. He was playing with fire and the thrill of it made his skin tingle. Never did he feel so alive, as when he fought with Sesshomaru. No other battle brought this kind of satisfaction. No other battle brought this kind of....

 

Pain spread across his back in a long thin stripe and another crossed over the first.

 

“Ahhh!” Inuyasha cried out. “Asshole.” He hissed through his teeth, throwing his arm up just in time to block the whip from lashing his face.

 

'So you want to fight dirty? Two can play that game.' Inuyasha thought as he curled his hand into a fist, piercing the palm with his claws.

 

Then he swung tessaiga wide, making Sesshomaru dodge in the other direction and flung the crimson rivulets in his path.

 

“Blades of blood.”

 

Unfortunately Sesshomaru dodged that as well and using his moko-moko, he restrained Inuyasha's arms behind his back and pinned him face down in the dirt.

 

Sesshomaru gracefully landed standing on Inuyasha's rump, he crouched down and grabbed a handful of the hanyou's snowy mane lifting his face off the ground. He spoke into one of his triangular downy ears.

 

“You have successfully gotten yourself killed hanyou. I could slit your throat and watch you bleed to death with out ever soiling myself with even a single drop of your blood.”

 

Inuyasha barely suppressed a submissive whimper. Sesshomaru's body weight and position were effectively crushing his sensitive bits into the ground. Bits that were swelling in response to the adrenalin and that icy smooth voice tickling warm breath over his sensitive ears.

 

Sesshomaru smirked, malice and satisfaction plain on his face. He stood in one fluid motion, making sure to twist his heel into the flesh beneath his boot before stepping down and allowing Inuyasha to stand. Moko-moko returned to curl around his shoulder.

 

“Your lesson will continue tomorrow, the ninjen will surely have risen by now.”

 

Inuyasha growled in frustration. Sometimes he could swear Sesshomaru knew exactly what he was doing and got some kind of sadistic pleasure out of it. The thought made him shiver so he tried to ignore it and quietly followed Sesshomaru back to camp.

 

Who knew what kind of sick and twisted dreams this little encounter would spawn? Weren't the ones he had bad enough on their own, with out any creative inspiration?

 

'Great.' The hanyou mentally groaned. That line of thinking was doing nothing to suppress the situation south of his waist band. If he didn't want to die of embarrassment and humiliation he was going to have to get his body under control before Sesshomaru noticed.