Never Hatred

Title: Never Hatred
Author: Loke
Summary: The struggle between two brothers. The hatred the starts their relationship, and the many hardships that they face together.
Rating: R for now
Pairing(s): SesshoumaruxInuyasha
Feedback: desired.
Characters: There will be characters from the show and characters that I made up.
Author’s notes: This story is about a relationship between two brothers. Meaning; romance, yaoi, incest. You have been warned. Read at your own risk. No flames, constructive thoughts are welcome.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of it’s character....I'm only writing this for enjoyment factor, NO financial benefits whatsoever.

Chapter 3

Sesshoumaru was the testament, the evidence that he was his and Sasami’s son. Sesshoumaru’s gold orbs and white hair were all a reflection of his fathers grace and noble blood. But his face was that of his mothers. He was always referred to as handsome and yet with soft grace of his mother.

“Why are you doing this father? You are destroying our family by accepting that half breed. I have turned a blind eye to your liaison with that whore, but to bring that mongrel into our mist, you are not only degrading our blood but insulting your wife.”

Sesshoumaru saw his father tense and clench his fists tightly, but he was not about to back down in cowardice. He knew that his father was making a mistake. How could his father do such a thing?

“He is my son-” Sesshoumaru harshly cut him off. “I am your son, your heir, and unlike that creature, I am pure of blood. He will never be accepted; you should be merciful father and destroy that vile half breed.”

Never before had Inutaisho ever felt such an urge to hit his own son. He loved his eldest unconditionally, but it hurt him that his own son would say such a thing. Of course, his son was also Sasami’s offspring.

Sesshoumaru was raised with privilege; for the two centuries that he watched Sesshoumaru grow, he had witnessed his son’s wisdom. He was ruthless, ambitious but patient. He judges with fairness and is a strong and fearless warrior. He was the perfect heir, the perfect son. Sasami was proud, but Inutaisho frowned; his son lacked one thing that he thought was essential for his son to rule. Compassion.

Sesshoumaru held no compassion for those that were weaker than him. He looked down upon lesser demons as insignificant beings; not worthy of his attentions. He scorned those demons, so humans who are not of his kind were intolerable. Insects, which infest the land, insects that needed to be crushed; humans are nothing.

Inutaisho stared at his son with unfeeling eyes, his face blank of all _expression. “I am relieved you have brought your feelings to my attention Sesshoumaru, it has been noted. But as I said, he is my son as you are. And I can not under any duress kill him as I can not do to you. He carries our blood; he is your brother-”

“Half-brother!” Sesshoumaru hissed with venom. Their equal heights gave Sesshoumaru an advantage to hold his father’s eyes. Identical golden eyes held fast and stubbornly refused to give.

After a few moments of tense silence, Inutaisho began again with repressed anger filtering through his voice. “You carry my blood; any that insults you, insults me. Any, whom offends you, hurts you, offends and hurts me. You are my son, as he is; the same principles go for him as well.”

Sesshoumaru raised a perfectly groomed white brow at that statement. “And if I were the one that hurts him…..” His voice was quiet, but full of challenge.

The silence that followed was tense, ready to break at the slightest breath of animosity that flowed between them.

“You will not lay a finger on him, Sesshoumaru. If he offends you so, as he does your mother, you have my permission to not associate with him at all. You as well as your mother are now hereby, strangers to my youngest son. You will live under this roof, but you have no obligation to him. To set foot near him, will be threatening him, and undermining me. Sufficient enough Sesshoumaru?”

Seconds passed before Sesshoumaru bowed his head respectfully to his father. He waited as his father moved passed him and down the corner. After he disappeared, Sesshoumaru raised his eyes only to see his mother standing a few feet from where his father stood. Like his mother, Sesshoumaru adorned the mark of the half moon upon his forehead. And the distinguished marks that graced his eyelids were blood red in color. The very color that decorated Sasami’s cheeks.

Their eyes met and held. Gold and black; different yet held the same betrayal and hurt. “Do not do anything rash my son. Your father was serious. Do not approach the child. Just pretend as if he does not exist. It would be easier.”

“Did you pretend that human whore did not exist, mother?” Sesshoumaru did not wait for a reply, simply bowed his head to his mother before disappearing down the opposite corridor.

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He will keep his word. He would not go near that wretched child. No harm would come to him. No matter how much he loathes the situation, he loved his father. And the child was of their blood.

Why?

That filthy child now tainted their blood. He was a horrible mistake upon his father, but thankfully that human wench was no more. Perhaps his father would come in time to remember what was really important. Their nobility depended upon it. It was not his father fault; it was that little hanyou that was to blame.

Sesshoumaru allowed a smile of malicious content adorn his face, yes, that child would regret the day that he was pulled out of his mother womb.

The white silhouette that was Sesshoumaru disappeared down the corridors.

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Inutaisho watched as a fox demon slowly approached the gates. He recognized him immediately, Yoshi. Yoshi, one of his a trusted allies that he sent to escort the humans bringing his son here.

Inutaisho’s eyes narrowed when he saw the state that Yoshi appeared. Yoshi was the definition of noblility, his stature and well kept person was intimidating to others. He was always well dressed in his dark blue silks representing his clan. But to see him now, Inutaisho did not recognize him. He usually groomed midnight hair was in disarray, he was dressed as a farmer, with a plain brown jerkin fitted over darker trousers. He was barefoot, and slightly limping as he approached.

When Inutasiho realized that he might be severely wounded, and trying to hide the worse of his injures, he had difficulty trying to hold his ground and wait for Yoshi to complete his trek to him instead. If nothing else, his concern will only insult the noble fox demon.

Feeling the gaze of his friend upon him, Yoshi raised his head and met the stoic stare of the Lord of the Western Lands. His face was the only distinction that he was of higher status; clear of dirt and filth, he was handsome. Pale green eyes pearing at the Lord from a smooth olive colored skined face. His face showed nothing, but Inutaisho knew that he completed his task with little difficulty.

The group stopped about 20 meters away from Inutaisho. The humans all kept their heads lowered, not wanting to meet the eyes of the the dog demon. Yoshi, turned slightly to his left and gestured to a woman to approach. Inutaisho was surprised to recognized Yoshi’s mate, Ame, move forth with Yoshi towards him. Like Yoshi, Ame, was dressed to conceal her noble airs as well as her fox features.

Yoshi and Ame inclined their heads to Inutaisho when they finally reached him. Ame slowly unwrapped her dark brown kimono while Yoshi spoke to Inutaisho.

In a strong formal tone Yoshi related his story, “The task was a success, and I…” Yoshi hesitated as he glanced at his mate. Ame lifted her chin and met his gaze and held it. Finding acceptance, Yoshi continued proudly, “We have brought back your youngest son, Prince Inuyasha.”

Ame produced from within her robes a small bundle wrapped in dark blue silk. She bowed her head and she came forward and presented the baby to Inutaisho. With her arms outstreched, she quietly stood and waited for the Lord to take him. After a few moments of complete inaction on the lord’s part, Ame spoke, “I am Ame, mate of Yoshi of the house of Xu-Fa. We-”

Inutaisho kept his hands at his side and watched the bowed head of the fox demon. He felt the urge to take the child from her, but he wanted an answer first.

“I know who you are child. What I want to know is ‘why’ you are here?”

Ame gasped, “Lord Inu-”

Inutaisho cut her off, “Look at me.”

Ame slowly met the gaze of Inutaisho, she tried to keep her face free of her anxiety, but she could not as she saw the golden eyes narrow at her. She could not remember anything of a reply. She was humbled as she stood there waiting.

“Nothing to say……. Ame, I know who your father was, and not long ago, you shared your father’s opinion of humans. Out of respect for your mate, I did not kill you where you stood when you insulted the mother of the very child you hold in your hands. You do remember this, do you not?….. So again I ask, why are you here, daughter of Tendo?”

Ame’s lips trembled as she tore her eyes away from the emotionless stare of Lord Inutaisho. Slowly, she pulled the baby towards her chest. And inhaled the scent of the child sleeping soundly within her arms. Her heart ached from all the memories. Her voiced cracked as she spoke softly into the child’s hair, yet both males heard her anguished words.

“I remember. I’m so so very sorry. Inuyasha. I…I did not comprehend how much it would affect me.”

Inutaisho raised a white eyebrow in question at the demon’s words. He did not have to wait long for an explanation as Ame returned her dark brown gaze to him. He watched as tears trekked slowly down her pale face.

“I followed Yoshi on this mission my lord, for malicious content. For in my heart I was angry and outraged that the child existed and was to be saved. When I….I saw Inuyasha my lord, he knew, the child knew, I could see in his eyes. But he smiled, he smiled at me. Innocence, he was not horrible as my father told me. He is just an innocent child. I care deeply for your son my lord, I swear upon my father’s grave that I would never hurt him.”

Ame sobbed quietly, but her eyes never left Inutaisho’s. “Prince Inuyasha has my heart. Please.”

She did not know what she pleaded for, but she felt the ache grow within her. A terrible dread that grew, not from fear of her demise, but from fear of losing-

“Let me see him Lady Ame.”

She watched with quiet pain as her arms extended automaticly for Intaisho to take the child from her. The ache grew, and the tears fell freely once more.

Inutaisho turned to regard Yoshi, but the fox demon would not meet his eyes. He smiled downed at his sleeping child when he realized what he must do to help both his son and Ame as well.

“Ame.”

Ame looked up at the lord with anguished eyes. What ever the lord’s punishment was could not compare to the pain or fear she felt at this moment.

“I believe you Ame. Sad that not all demons could remember such things as innocence or love. For I do believe you love my son as if he were your own.” Inutaisho watched Ame tremble at his words, but her gaze stayed fast on the infant in his arms. Love….unconditional love glowed within her demon eyes.

“I want you to help me Ame in protecting Inuyasha from those who want to hurt him. I fear for his safety. Can I rely on you Lady Ame?”

Ame knees buckled and Yoshi step forward to grabbed her before she met the ground. She trembled within his arms as she tried to understand Inutaisho’s request.

“Yes. Yes, my Lord. I would protect him, guard him with my life. Thank you.”

She finally could not hold the emotions at bay and broke down sobbing. Inutaisho gazed at her before he met Yoshi’s stare. He inclined his head towards him before turning and moving away from the couple and towards the castle. Inuyasha secure within his embrace.

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Sorry for the late update…..but a lot of things have been on my mind.

Well….hope you enjoy it.