Hopeless Fate: Bleeding

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.

Warning: Story might contain Male on Male relations, rape, Mpreg and much more. If you do not like, do not read. You have been warned.

Note: English is not my mother tongue so bare with me for the mistakes.

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Chapter 11: Bokusenou

It had been one day since Sesshomaru and kateshi had left the cave. The road, much to the daiyoukai relief had been an easy one, for he had yet to recover from his 'debate' with Kateshi. He was still mad at the guard and had decided to ignore his presence. He walked more slowly than usual, Kateshi still behind him.

Surprisingly, Kateshi hadn't talk and even less tease Sesshomaru during this one day. Maybe he had realised that it wouldn't do to anger him even more than he had. After all, he was a demon lord and there were very few who were not terrified or in awe of him.

The guard was half-naked, as the daiyoukai wanted him to be. Kateshi had wrapped his kimono around his waist to cover the lower half of his body. The top of his body was showing, his hard and perfectly sculpted muscles glittered under the powerful light of the sun.

The day was hotter than usual. If they had been humans, Kateshi was certain they would have drop since long ago, exhausted and dehydrated. The bath they had taken hours before seemed distant, unreachable.

Sesshomaru came to a halt in front of a forest.

'' We've reach Bokusenou's forest. '' He said without looking at the guard. '' You stay here. '' He added with a cold voice.

Kateshi, eyes glued on his lord back answered:

'' No way, I'm coming with you Sesshy. Who know what could happen in there. ''

'' You – stay – here. '' Repeated Sesshomaru. '' Your insulting presence is not needed.''

Sesshomaru continued walking, not saying another word. Kateshi watched his lord form disappears from his sight.

'' My INSULTING presence is not needed'' said Kateshi with a dramatic voice. ''Insulting, such big word you use Sesshy. If I was you, I would've used 'pleasing' or 'wonderful'. Oh, I'm sure you wanted to use them... you're just too prideful to do so. Yes I'm sure that's it Sesshy. Or maybe you're too shy. After all, you're the one who wanted me to run around half naked just so you could admire my marvellous body... ''

Kateshi continued with his monologue long after Sesshomaru's disappeared. The daiyoukai fine ears had head a part of it, but had decided to ignore it.

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'' Why do you grace me with you presence, Sesshomaru? After all, I haven't seen you for a long time.'' Said the tree.

The tree was old. It was surely the oldest one in the forest. His roots, embedded in the earth were entangled between themselves and the roots of other trees. His branches, filled with coloured leaves, stood proud. His large trunk was bigger than every existing tree. In the middle of it, there was a wrinkled face, looking at Sesshomaru.

'' This Sesshomaru need answers. '' Replied Sesshomaru.

'' Yes, answers... I should have known. Sesshomaru you always come to me for answers. Well just ask. ''

'' My father's journal has been stolen. '' Said Sesshomaru. He didn't add anything to this, supposing it was enough for Bokusenou to understand.

'' Uhmm, I see. You want to know why. ''

Sesshomaru made a small nod with his head.

'' Your father's journal; maybe someone was just curious about the life of the great Inutaisho... '' He began.

'' Be serious Bokusenou. '' Ordered Sesshomaru with a low and menacing voice.

'' I was going to get to it. No need to cut an old tree. Do you know how long it has been since I've last talked to someone? '' He asked to Sesshomaru. Seeing the indifferent face of the youkai he added '' No, I guess not. As I was saying, your father's journal contains all his secrets. ''

'' This Sesshomaru know this. ''

'' Yes, I know. But what could be of any interest to someone? Let me think for a bit... I remember that your father came to me one day with something of great power. He had discovered it and needed to know what it was. '' The tree stopped talking, waiting for Sesshomaru to ask what it was.

'' What was it? '' Asked the daiyoukai.

'' The Kamikiri. '' He answered.

'' And what is that? ''

'' A powerful, very powerful object. It is something that shouldn't exist and shouldn't have been made. Its only existence is a danger for all...''

'' Bokusenou, this Sesshomaru wants you to cut the useless talking. ''

'' Ok. If someone possesses the box and the key, they can steal the power of the gods. Can you imagine, a mortal literally killing the gods. You can easily guess the outcome. Conquer and control all living being on this earth. ''

Sesshomaru was listening carefully. This was it? He thought. Was it him or all the villains he had come across were all so unoriginal. They seek to possess some random powerful object and then conquer all. It was pathetic to need someone else power to accomplish that.

'' Where is it? '' He asked to the tree.

'' Humm... Surely with your father. '' Bokusenou answered.

'' I see. Whoever stole my father's journal as also stolen the key. ''

Upon hearing this, Bokusenou raised his eyebrow. Really, the key had also been stolen? If that was the case, this foe really was something. After all, Inutaisho had hidden the key very well and it was r...

'' Is there anything else this Sesshomaru should know? ''

'' Uhmm... No. '' Lied Bokusenou.

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Sesshomaru felt relief when he saw his castle. It had taken them two days to return and he was feeling tired. Kateshi was still following him everywhere. When he reached his room and entered it, so did Kateshi.

'' What are you doing? '' Asked the daiyoukai irritated.

'' My job of guarding you, Sesshy. '' Answered Kateshi.

'' Guard the door. ''

''Oh, and me who wanted to peek on you. You're no fun, Sesshy. '' Replied Kateshi disappointed to miss the show.

When kateshi closed the door, Sesshomaru undressed himself and drop down in his bed and felt asleep before his head hit his pillow.

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Hurt, it hurt. Sesshomaru woke up, feeling a searing pain in his abdomen. Disoriented, he placed a protective hand upon it. It hurt so much he didn't know what to make of it. Did the poison return? He dropped his eyes on his stomach and frowned at what he saw. His bed was tainted with red. He was bleeding, but from where?

T.B.C.

Arrrgghh! It's too hot here for poor little me who like dark and cold places. My brain literally melted when I wrote this (more like when I tried writing). So that's why it's kind of hum... short and not detailed and hasten and... My head hurt! I'm gonna kill the sun!

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Chapter 12: Kamui

The man was sitting on an old chair, in front of a black wooden desk. From behind, he looked as if he was focused on some work he was doing. Maybe some important paperwork for his domain or some personal book he was writing. Whatever he was doing, he was doing it ardently for he was producing small piercing scratching sound.

However, if an onlooker decided to look at the hardworking man from the front, he would soon realize that this one wasn't working for the least. He was scratching the desk with his claws like a possessed man. The demon deep blue eyes were wide open, an ounce of madness tainting them. His long green hairs were braid on the back. He was wearing a light blue night dress.

At each scratching, the man was muttering a word:

''Sesshomaru, Sesshomaru, Sesshomaru, Sesshomaru, Sesshomaru, Sesshomaru… Sesshomaru, Sesshomaru... '' He seemed to be ready to whisper the name angrily forever.

Sesshomaru, that bastard! He thought. He was finally going to be able to stand next to him. His father, Lord Kumi Noboru (one of the elders) was dead because of him. Not that he cared about that. The old man was finally dead, after all the centuries he had to endure his stinking presence. For that fact only, he should thank the daiyoukai.

But no, he Kamui, wouldn't do such a humiliating thing. No, he would bring the daiyoukai to do so. Yes, Sesshomaru would thank him soon. He would beg for mercy soon enough. He would have his revenge.

He hadn't forgotten the humiliation he had suffered from him. Yes, years ago when he had asked the daiyoukai to sleep with him. Sesshomaru hadn't even uttered one word, but the look he had given him was enough. It was a look of pure disgust and superiority, as if he, Kamui Noboru, was lesser than a worm.

Who did he think he was? Certainly, he was the lord of these lands, but he wasn't above all. Kamui had to admit to himself that the lord was more than beautiful, but he himself wasn't that bad. After all, wasn't manly? Didn't he possess a marvellous body? No one had ever refused to lay with him before. No one ever did and NO ONE should have done so. Not even his lord.

Plus, he did possess skill in fighting. He wasn't some useless weak lesser demon. He had defeated many foes. He had proven himself worthy enough, but apparently it wasn't enough for Sesshomaru.

Kamui stopped his scratching and looked outside. The night was still young. A walk would be good to clear his spirit, his anger. Yes, it would be good. The youkai rose from where he was sitting and pushed the chair with his leg. He walked to his wardrobe and opened the door. Inside, he looked for his blue kimono and seeing it, he took it with his left hand. He quickly dressed himself and exited his chamber to see the outside world. Soon, soon enough, he will have his revenge against Sesshomaru.

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The daiyoukai was lying in his bed, sleeping. The journey to Bokusenou had exhausted him. He hadn't feel that tired for a long while, not even after the final fight with Naraku. Yet, despite his tiredness, his sleep didn't seem peaceful. He was sweating all over and his body was tossing around the bed. His hands were gripping the sheets desperately. He hurt, He was in pain.

He opened his eyes slowly at first, but when he felt a searing pain in his lower body, they shot open. He looked around, disoriented. His golden globes didn't perceive any enemies who could have give him a wound. The pain wasn't from that. It not, where did it come from? Did the poison returned? Maybe he needed more of Kateshi blood to completely eliminate it.

A bit fearful as another wave of pain hit him, he reached for his stomach with his shaking right hand. He frowned when he smelled blood; his blood. Was he bleeding? From where? He gaze dropped down and he saw blood on the sheets. He lifted them and inspected his naked body. On his stomach was no wound to be seen. That was strange.

There, there it was. He had blood on the inside of his thigh. Sesshomaru gasped when he realized that the blood was coming from between his buttocks. What? Did Kateshi ride him to hard? No, that was a stupid thought. Even if Kateshi had done so, it would have healed long ago. And Sesshomaru didn't think that a hard ride would leave him like this. In pain, as if he was being tear up from the inside.

As another cramp hit him, he decided to go see his healer. He rose slowly from his bed and walked on uncertain feet. He took hold of his light white night dress and dressed himself with it. Kateshi had surely switched place with another guard, but he didn't want to take chances.

He slowly and carefully reached for his window and opened it. He gripped the border and climbed on it. He tried to form his cloud, to fly down, but couldn't. His youki was really low and this left him weakened. Not too happy about that, he decided to make it down with his claw. Piercing the rocky walls, he made his descent cautiously and finally reached the bottom. Luckily for him, the pain was bearable.

Out of breath, he paused, supporting his body with the wall. Then, he sluggishly began to walk to the healer chamber. He had taken about fifty steps when he felt an atrocious wave of pain. He stopped and dropped on his knee, panting. What was happening to him? He stayed there, breathing with difficulty. When the pain lessened, he tried to raise and then, another wave it him. This time, he dropped on his side and shrivelled up on his stomach. Blood was flowing out of him in large quantity and his white clothes were now stained with red. His vision blurred and the daiyoukai stayed there, unmoving, waiting for the pain to disappear.

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Kamui looked at the sky as he walked around the castle. The moon was full and its light was caressing the fair skin of his face. There were many stars in the sky and they seemed to dance in the dark. He had finally achieved to calm himself. A small walked into the night and fresh air always seemed to work for him. He took a mouthful of air to enjoy the smell of the night. He stopped walking when he smelled blood. Blood? He breathed again and this time, he didn't mistake it. It was definitely blood and it was Sesshomaru blood. A grin appeared on his face. A wounded Sesshomaru was perfect. His revenge would come sooner than he had expected.

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The pain Sesshomaru felt didn't lessen. In fact, it did, but only to come back soon after and with more vigour. He was sweating all over and was trying to contain the whines that wanted to escape his lips. His senses were disoriented and he was unable to use them. He was weak, lying outside on the ground of his old castle. He was an easy target. Maybe it would have been a good idea if he had put his pride on the side and let a guard accompany him. Taking hold of his remaining energy, he tried to pull himself on his feet. The healer chamber wasn't that far, maybe another forty steps.

With his arms, he pushed on the ground and lifted himself only to fall in the arms of someone. He hadn't sense the stranger. When he looked up, he saw a man with green hair. He had seen him somewhere before. Ah, Kamui, yes he remembered. That fools who thought he could sleep with him. That was bad, for he was looking at him with eyes that promised him things he didn't want to.

Before he could say something, Kamui took off, Sesshomaru still in his arms. He felt great. Sesshomaru had been in a state he hadn't dare to dream of. He had expected to see him wounded, but not incapacitated. Fate was smiling at him. Now he would be able to do what he wanted for so long and the daiyoukai wouldn't be able to resist him. This was his chance.

They were now in the middle of the forest, far from the castle. Sesshomaru, feeling nauseous from the speed at which Kamui had run, hadn't uttered a word or resisted.

'' What are you doing?'' He asked with a voice he hoped wasn't trembling.

Kamui didn't answer to him. Instead, he dropped him roughly on the ground. The impact made the pain in his stomach worsen and Sesshomaru bit his lower lip to muffle his cry. Kamui looked at him from above, eyes gleaming with malice. He leaned beside him and reached for him with his hand.

Kamui quickly pushed aside his light clothing to undress the daiyoukai. Naked, exposed and bleeding, Sesshomaru eyes became smaller and smaller. Surely he didn't intent to...

Sesshomaru gasped when Kamui grabbed his member. Seeing the daiyoukai reaction, he grin again.

'' I'm going to rape you, Sesshomaru. '' He whispered to the other ear.

T.B.C.

Muhahahahah! I'm sure you hate me now for the cliffy. I'm a sadist... I like to see Sesshomaru suffer. It's so fun to make him pant in pain. (Please don't kill me!)