Tender and Soft

Disclaimer: I do NOT own InuYasha, I am just a fan fiction writer with an overactive imagination. A/N: This is how this chapter was supposed to start, but somehow got left off sooo on to the story...


* Dream *

Little feet raced over the forest floor, trying to evade pursuit. Sharp, small cries sounded as rocks made their impact on soft flesh. Diving desperately into a bush, the small child shivered in fear. Loud yells of startled children filled the air, then all was silent.

InuYasha peeked out of the bush and looked around. The village children that were chasing him were no longer in sight, but he stayed put. Sometimes it seemed everyday he was picked on. Fat tears slid down his face.

Strong arms reached into the bush and lifted him out. He buried his face in the chest and sobbed his heart out. A gentle hand stroked his hair, the body rocked him gently. As the tears subsided, his breathing evened, and sleep crept in...

* End Dream *

InuYasha buried his tear stained face deeper into the bare chest next to him. Arms tightened around him, hands stroked his hair. Sleep claimed the hanyou once again.

Sesshoumaru looked down at his younger half brother. He had cried out in his sleep, tears creeping down his face. Sesshoumaru had at one time held InuYasha close to him. He acted as an older brother should, but turned his back on him after their father’s death.

* Flash Back *

Sesshoumaru heard the shouts of children. He followed the voices and saw the source of commotion. A small, red clad child was racing away from them as they threw rocks.

“LEAVE US, HALF BREED!” a tallish boy yelled, picking up a rock and throwing at the other child. He bent to pick up another rock, and took aim.

Sesshoumaru watched in horror as a heavy rain of rocks sailed though the air, and the fleeing child turned back to look. His heart stopped beating as he realized the child was none other than his half brother. His eyes flashed red, and he felt himself transform into the great demon beast. He stepped between the fleeing InuYasha and the children attacking him. Letting a low growl in warning, he stared the children down. Stifling startled gasps, they ran. He stood there for several moments, then turned back.

As he walked to the spot he saw InuYasha hide in, he transformed back into his normal state. Finding the spot where fear mingled with his younger brother’s scent he stopped. Reaching into the bushes, he lifted the sobbing boy. He held him, walking slowly back to the home where the boy lived. Walking causally into the house, he still kept the now sleeping child in his arms.

* End Flashback *

Sesshoumaru sighed. Things were much simpler when their father lived. Though InuYasha spent his whole life being belittled by others, simply because of his heritage; he was feared for his. Their only difference was their mothers. Sesshoumaru had a demon mother, InuYasha a human.

Sesshoumaru reached down and stroked the tousled hair away from his younger brother’s face. The hair had returned to it’s natural moonlight color. InuYasha had managed to handle a life full of strife with grace and a sort of dignity.

He looked down into the sleeping face of his younger brother again. He felt powerful emotions sweep though him. Even for him, the swell of love that grew in his heart was very hard to repress. Though he felt his body’s reaction to his season, he felt love overpower the lust he normally felt. He wanted to just hold InuYasha. The hot desire to fuck was there, but he was able to hold it in check. He wanted to do nothing to harm this.

Sleepy eyes fluttered open, and a quiet gasp of shock slipped through slightly parted lips. The wide, golden eyes staring into his blinked then a smile played across the lips.

InuYasha was shocked to see the love in Sesshoumaru’s eyes. It was, however, a nice change from the hatred that usually was reflected in them. He pulled away slightly, and was surprised when Sesshoumaru released him. He stood and made his way through the opening leading to other parts of the cave.

Sesshoumaru watched his brother walk away. The boy had slept a good part of the day, even after his true nature took over. He’d watched his younger brother’s sleeping patterns for years, smiling at how easily he slept last night. He knew that InuYasha hardly slept normally, feeling the need to protect himself, or his friends.

InuYasha walked back into the room, and paused by the spring. He reached into the water and scrubbed his face. He walked back to where Sesshoumaru lay, then sat next to him. Sesshoumaru reached up and pulled him into a laying position.

The two could no longer deny they had anything of the hatred between them right now. Their lips met in a heated kiss. Sesshoumaru broke the kiss and pulled away. He turned his back to InuYasha.

“I-I can’t.”

“Can’t WHAT?!?” InuYasha practically screamed. His hardened manhood hadn’t lost interest.”

“Hurt you...and our doing this will hurt you.”

InuYasha lost all ability to speak. He stared at his brother’s back, his jaw open. From Sesshoumaru’s scent, he know he desperately needed relief. He crawled over to him, and sat in his lap.

“Anything you want to do, I can handle.” He reached into the pack by the pallet and pulled out some lotion. “I haven’t done this, but I think we need this.”

Sesshoumaru didn’t look at his brother. He let a hiss when he felt a cool slick hand slide over his member. He didn’t move as InuYasha made sure he was coated, then placing a hand on either of Sesshoumaru’s shoulders he made eye contact. His eyes never left their mark as he positioned himself. Bracing for pain, he slowly lowered himself onto Sesshoumaru. The elder demon gently held him as he made the slow decent. InuYasha felt as if he was being ripped in two, but desperately tried to keep his gaze from showing it.

Sesshoumaru forced himself the rest of the way in, his heart skipped at a scream of pain. He held InuYasha tighter, then felt him relax.

“That does hurt.. But I can handle it.” InuYasha gritted out.

Sesshoumaru began a slow rhythm, gasping at the tightness around him. They’d started without InuYasha being prepared. He felt a small lump and pulled away for a second, then thrust into it. Claws sank into his skin, a small drop of blood forming on InuYasha’s lip. He proceeded to hit the spot with each thrust, causing the younger to scream his name.

He felt InuYasha’s neglected erection bump against his abdomen and reached between them to hold it. He pumped it in time with his thrusts, keeping a slow, tender pace. His body protested, and he fought to keep his control. He laid InuYasha on is back, and began to speed up. He leaned in and placed a soft kiss on the younger’s lips. He felt feral passion sweep though him, and he knew that his control was gone. Unknowingly, they began a race to see who would crack first. With a low moan, InuYasha released. Sesshoumaru let a soft moan slip as he slipped into orbit with the younger one beneath him. He pulled out and collapsed next to InuYasha.

“I’m sorry, next time will be better.”

“Better be,...” Sesshoumaru cut off InuYasha’s words with a kiss.

“I’m not a Jackass!”