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.


Matters of Family


Sesshoumaru watched from his balcony as his father cradled the infant to his chest lovingly. He frowned when he witnessed an _expression appear on his father’s face that he had never seen before. Delight….pure happiness. The emotion was foreign to Sesshoumaru, he was puzzled to think that his father of noble stature, feared by all, could feel such a base human emotion.

The human woman must have poisoned his father’s thoughts to such things. And yet, Sesshoumaru felt a loss, something yearned to receive such adoration. He scowled and turned away from the scene unfolding down below.

Already the effects of the half breed’s presence reflects upon the inuyoukai household. He felt the anger and loathing push that slight feelings of yearning away. Safe within his hatred and contempt for the child, he inhaled and acknowledge, if not accept the infant’s scent into the family. Temporarily. He smiled slightly at the thought.

When he becomes Lord of the Westernlands, Inuyasha will die. That will be his first action as ruler of these lands.

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Sasami tried to comprehend the meaning for Inutaisho’s actions. The child will never be accepted, he will live among youkai in fear and rejection. If nothing else, she was a mother, and could not understand how her husband could let a child live like that. It was better if he was spared the humiliation and just killed. Spare her another humiliation as well.

She narrowed her black eyes as she recalled a time long ago,………… when she realized that she did not possess her husband’s heart.

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Sasami walked down the halls as fast as she could without actually running. Inutaisho was home. She could not wait to see him. She felt her heart beat faster within her chest at the very thought of her husband. She turned a corner and saw her son waiting outside his father’s library door. She tried to keep her face from showing her confusion at seeing him there.

Sesshoumaru’s back was turned toward her, but she could see the tension lining his back. She cautiouly waited for him to speak. She silently watched as the setting sun from a near by window shined on her son, making his white hair shine gold, almost angelic. She felt pride well up within her at how handsome and regal their son turned out to be. Smiling as she remembered that he should be taking a mate soon. But who would be good enough for her son? She softly sighed.

Sesshoumaru’s ear flicked at the noise, he softly turned to see his mother softly smiling at him. He only raised a white brow at her in question.

She shook her head and ask her own. “Is your father in there?” She inclined her head to the door and waited.

Sesshoumaru’s turned away and stared out the window. His face void of any emotion he spoke quietly to her. “There is something bothering him. He was not himself on our journey back. He wishes that no one disturb him while he speaks to you.”

Sasami frowned in worry, “What happened, is he hurt?”

Sesshoumaru pushed away from his position and walked passed her down the corridor she just came from.

“He wished to speak to you mother. I will make sure no one disturbs you, before I retire. Good evening mother.”

Sasami refused to let the fear wash over her as she watched her son walk into the darkness and disappear from her view. She turned towards the door and in quick strides pushed it open.

The room was dark, all the windows were closed keeping the cold wind outside, and yet the room left a chill upon her skin. She could not see her husband, but his scent was close.

“Close the door Sasami.” She managed to stifle a gasp before it passed her lips, but her heart beat faster at the sound of his voice. She did as her requested without hesitation. But as she turned back to speak, her efforts were stopped by his lips upon hers.

Her whole body was in shock at the turn of events. She did not try to stop the desire that flowed through her at the contact. For so long she wanted her husband to love her like this again. She rejoiced as her body hummed in rememberance of his touch. His hands craddled her face as his soft lips moved away from hers, and kissed a trail upon her ivory skin. She groaned as she felt his velvet tongue caress the red stripe upon her cheek. She pressed herself further against him, wanting more, needing to feel everything. Her hands moved from her sides into his haori, trying to find bare skin. Before she could reach it she froze with shock.

Her breathe froze within her chest when she realized where his kisses had ended. She was so intent to touch his skin, she did not understand what he was doing until she felt a slight pressure upon the juncture of her neck and shoulder. The pressure increased, but did not break the skin.

In the stillness of the room, she felt his strong hands holding her arms imobile, she could hear him breathing harshly from his nose. His hot breath fanned over her skin where he pushed her kimono out of the way. Her mind raced, as she understood and felt a thrill run through her body.

She inclined her neck further to the side to give him more room to claim her finally as his mate. After patiently waiting all these years….she felt his fangs pressing hard…

‘finally….my love’

She closed her eyes and waited for the pain and pleasure the symbolized their union.

But it never came. She felt his hands move away from her as his lips left her neck. In her confusion she reached out blindly for him.

“Inutaisho…my love..?”

As if by magic, a candle burned and illuminated the room. She gazed across the room at her husband’s back. Her hands itched to touch him, make sure that he was real. But she held her ground and softly called his name again.

“Inutaisho…why…what happened? Why did you not con-”

She stopped mid sentence as he turned and looked straight into her eyes. His face was stoic, but she saw pain and anguish swirling in his golden eyes. “My love….what’s wrong?”

She crossed the distance between them and took his face between her hands. She watched as he closed his eyes at her scrutiny. But she minded none off it. She would lift the pain from his heart. She softly caressed his lavender marks that adorned his white cheeks to his red full lips.

“Sasami…”

She was about to kiss him when he opened his eyes and spoke. She smiled softly up at him in adoration.

“What is it?”

“I…..I can not take you as my mate.”

Sasami felt her smile falter and fall. She could not have heard right. ….“I don’t understand.”

He quietly spoke the words that shattered her heart. “I tried to forget her...I tried to mark you tonight, but I can't....." The silence was deafen as they stood looking at eachother. "I’ve bonded with another.”

The walls closed in on her. She could not breath properly… “What?”

Inutaisho moved away from her hold on him and quietly reply. “I took someone as my bonded mate.”

“…..NO! NO! You’re lying?! I love you…and you love me. You are my husband, you can not take another as your mate. You’re suppose to bond with me.”

“Sasami…”

“How can you do this?!”

“We have not been together for a long time Sasami, I-”

“Is that your excuse? Is that why you have choosen another, because we are husband and wife only by title?”

After many years of being married to him, she had waited patiently for him to want her like she had wanted him. But it seemed her waiting was invain. Her anger boiled within her, and without thought she launched herself at him. Her claws poised to shred at him, when he swiftly caught both wrists and restrained her.

She did not struggled for she knew it was futile. Her anger dissolved as her eyes misted over. Her voiced cracked, “Why are you doing this to me?”

Inutaisho released her and turned away, in a shuddering breathe he spoke, “I was not trying to hurt you Sasami. I tried to stop these emotions, but it was against my powers. I can’t stop it Sasami, I’m sorry.”

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The disdain in her heart will not vanish, for it has festered for years. When she found out later that it was a human he had chosen, she was furious. He had biten an human, marked her as his, made a human his bonded mate. It was disgusting and an embarrasing to her.

The past will never be over. Today is evidence of that.

Sasami was silent but observant as her husband approached her in the gardens. She could detect both father and son coming from different directions towards her. But unlike his father, Sesshoumaru did not appear immediately but waited to be acknowledged. Respect for his elders.

Sasami turned to greet her husband. She inclined her head in respect; neither spoke as they stood there arms length from eachother. Even now she felt the distance between them. The human woman gone, only a memory, but her presence still lingered in their household, lingered in this child.

Her face neutral as she turned her gaze to the child in Inutaisho’s arms.

She felt the blood drain from her face as she first took in his features.

The child appeared to be asleep. His small round face the color of pale honey. A beautiful tanned cream touched with startlingly black lashes and smoothly arched brows. His nose perfectly proportioned to his face and red bowed lips. Lips slightly parted revealing a pink tongue as a purr emerged. What startled her the most was his ears, two puppy dog ears perched on top of his snow white hair. White fur covered the ears, outlined in the shape of a triangle.

Hanyou……

A hanyou amongst their midst. A hanyou who looked like a little angel. The beauty of his father’s people was blessed upon him. The fates were cruel indeed. She did not know how long she stood there stalk still just staring at the child until Inutaisho’s voice broke through her thoughts.

“Sasami, I will not make this anymore difficult than it already is. Inuyasha is my youngest. I’m not asking you to accept him, but you will recognize his place as my son, and as prince of there lands.

Sasami blinked softly up at her husband. She saw his golden eyes narrow dangerously at her. His jaw clenched stubbornly and yet his face was still serene.

It was not a request, but an order. Resentment coursed through her. She felt her hackles raise to protest, to verbally insult the half breed within his arms, but something stopped her from openly defying her husband.

She was silent as she mused over her thought before meeting his eyes evenly. She knew her place, she will accept this as she accepted Inutaisho’s infidelity. She nodded once to her lord husband, before lowering her eyes to the child.

Such white downy hair. She was horrified when she realized the sudden urge to touch that said hair.

She remembered others speaking quietly about how disgustingly human Hiko was, and yet her son was anything but human in features. Only in the color of his flesh was from his mother. But he was Inutaisho’s son in all else. She felt bitterness well up within her at the thought. Ever since she carried Sesshoumaru, she had hoped that he would be the mirror image of his father. But that was not to be.

Sasami recalled all the woman in her household commenting on Sesshoumaru’s likely resembles to her father. Where all beauty, grace, and ruthless amibition pass on to her, and seemingly now…. her son.

Sesshoumaru’s hair was a trademark of Inu-taisho’s clan, just as the only clan that is able to transform into the monstrous demon of inuyoukai.

There was no mistaking Inuyasha for anyone elses. He was indeed the son of the Lord Inutaisho. As Sesshoumaru is the son of Lady Sasami. ‘Inuyasha….what a name.’ She mused.

“Inuyasha…who-”

Inutaisho anticipating her question, answered softly. “I chose the name. I think it appropriate.”

Before Sasami could comment, Inutaisho looked past her into the grooves. She watched his face change briefly, emotions flickering across his face to quickly for her to interpret. But then his indifference showed through once again.

“Sesshoumau, you may come forth.”

Sesshoumaru emerged quietly from the Sakura trees and moved towards them. His face mirrored his father’s _expression. He knew by tradition how to welcome a new number into the royal family, but he could not make himself acknowledge this half-breed as his brother.

What he did at this very moment depended on his future relations with Inuyasha. Before he was announced audience, Sesshoumaru felt his mother’s distress. But it quickly disappeared, overrun with bitterness and angry determination. He stopped two feet away from his father and waited. And waited.

He knew his duty….acknowledge Inuyasha. But his youkai reared with defiance within him. Never will he look upon this child with nothing but hatred. Never.

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