Too Much Time On Their Hands

So much had changed in one Sophisticate’s life. This was the last thing he expected to happen and it was such a miracle. Michael sat looking at his slightly rounded abdomen. It was such a joy to know that real life was growing there. He had been undead so long he was fascinated by small things such as his own heart beating and now there was a tiny one inside of his body beating with him.

The beach was calming and the calamity in the beach house that the demons were renting seemed so distant when he was out here. It was so peaceful and serine. It was a good place to read his book to his unborn child.

Inuyasha was shocked that Michael was not ranting, raving, or craving things as they all did. Right now while Inuyasha was surfing out in the waves he was keeping his eye on Michael while still enjoying his moment of peace too. Inuyasha was usually the loud one of the bunch, but lately he had mellowed quite a bit. Sesshoumaru stated it had to be Michael’s influence on the house, but then of course all hell would break loose again. Inuyasha couldn’t be silent for too long unless he was out surfing.

Michael was trying to think of what he would name this child. It must have those ears and a mouth like his Father. It had to be like Inuyasha or this would not be as wonderful. Michael saw Inuyasha as the true form of life itself and the innocent child in the ever changing world always adapting to whatever situation presented itself. To Michael there was no one as perfect and he was completely in love. It was disheartening to know he would only always be a half mate to his beloved, but so be it. It was better than nothing at all.

Even with the demon blood flowing strongly in his veins, Michael was still part vampire. His sophisticate side had been alive so long that the demon that created his vampire cravings had just adapted as he did to this new lifestyle.

Akshay the great being that created the vampire blood cells in every Sophisticate was a strong being and its influence could be felt even now. Its cold blooded soul captured many a human and turned them into something else and therefore the fresh blood he needed to survive was still something he had to have since Akshay would never leave him.

The blood being Akshay was many and used them all to become of one flesh as it consumed the blood of mortals. Of course the demons offered theirs, but Akshay was particular and needed living fresh human blood. So much to the distaste of the demon Lord there were humans brought into the mansion to feed his half mate to keep the pup growing in his abdomen strong. Sesshoumaru refused to have any weak offspring in his pack.

Michael hummed softly as he ran his fingers over his abdomen wondering if the life inside of him could hear his voice. He talked often to the child and wondered if it would understand like the demon children that he was its Mother. It was weird to say the least, but the clan of demons had made things work for them with their weird lives. One more blessing would not be a burden and Michael promised he would be the best parent this child would have since he had dreamed of this for many years.

When Michael was born he was born young into the Sophisticate world by a Sophisticate named Abassi who was once known as Aapep born of Ancient Egypt in the times of the great wars. He had traveled across many continents living in them and becoming the plague of man where eventually they both became the red death in several countries.

Michael was a poor man’s son sold to pirates for a rather large sum of money which his parents needed to survive. It was not unusual for parents to sell their children and even themselves at times. It was what was expected and Michael was told to behave for his new Master whoever it would be. It was terrifying and at the same time he felt at ease when he was sold to Aapep who he knew as Abassi. Abassi was a very rich and influential man. Many of the boys who were with him in the slave auction were not as lucky as he was only to be sold to toil or be bait in the ‘games’ for entertainment. Abassi stated it was Michael’s rare beauty that saved him and that he had the face of a pure Angel.

Abassi took him into his dark embrace and turned him against his will at only 17 years of age into a young vampire. The thirst was overwhelming and he killed without remorse as Abassi would laugh running his long clawed fingers over his golden hair calling him his young treasure showing him off like a jewel to the others even though he felt so below them all. Michael was so very young and Abassi adored him spoiling him by making him wear such fine jewels with sometimes nothing more than a loin cloth to cover his essentials.

Sophisticates saw him as a child vampire with little manners and they were very cold although they touched him often fascinated with his strange colorings. None of the dark, yet slightly pale beings had ever seen anyone with eyes the color of the sunlit sky or hair the color of golden rays of sunshine. He for a time was Abassi’s light and was told he was a jewel among vampires because they could not ever go into the light. They could only see it in his very being so he would always be safe since the things that vampires treasured the most were those things they could no longer have.

Michael clamored through his life as a prize only and eventually escaped Abassi as well as the others not ever knowing what happened to them. He did not want to be a toy and he was tired of Abassi’s constant scolding on how he fed. Abassi was always too busy with his Sophisticate company to teach him and he grew tired of being shackled in golden chains dragged behind his ‘Father of the Darkness’ as a pet in a long embroidered loin cloth that barely covered his most private areas that were on occasion groped by hands that were not welcome as he was painted with colors to decorate his skin making it as golden as his long wavy hair.

Abassi slept with him, touching him constantly, but never finishing what he would start with those deep black Indian eyes boring into his own stating in a cold low voice that he would never be a true Sophisticate although Michael would always be beautiful. He was to always just remain an innocent child and that made him perfect in the eyes of his captors as Abassi kissed his brow petting his long hair then caressing his face only to sleep that all too perfect slumber of death until the following night where this would start again. Abassi stated one day he would take his innocence, yet he never claimed him.

It seemed so many years ago and yet it was still imbedded like a curse in his brain. The great Egyptian with the long silken black hair that adored him, yet never loved him as he wished to be loved was gone. Michael was lost in an Island that Abassi had brought him to so that he could show off his prize to the demons of the area. One in particular named Naraku suited Abassi’s fancy since he adored evil creatures and they were to be guests. Naraku was frightening and he smelled horrible.

Michael feared the place and in the middle of the night he broke free as he fought the death sleep that was going to overtake him soon. As he rambled his way through the woods trying to find a way to break his chains he gave up just as the sun was starting to rise as he in a nearby cave. Michael thought all hope was gone until he saw a silver haired beautiful man in the woods. That was the last thing he recalled before the eternal night of the immortal’s slumber overtook him.

In the morning he awoke in a silken bed. His chains had been removed and his body cleaned. There was no clothing in the room other than a long silken silver robe neatly folded on the end of the bed. It was frightening to say the least and he thought he must have been captured by Abassi and so he awaited the whipping that never came. He had ran once with Kouga’s pack trying to hide from Abassi only to have the ancient vampire find him and whip him so badly that Michael did not think he would be able to walk again until Abassi used his own blood to heal the wounds gently caressing him stating Michael must never run from him again or he would receive the same fate.

Instead of Abassi the door opened to the most glorious creature Michael had ever laid eyes on. It was the Great Lord of the West, Lord Sesshoumaru himself although at the time Michael thought he had burned in the sunlight and was in heaven looking at a real Angel. It was only the third time in his long life as a prisoner of Abassi that he had seen an Inu demon. He had met them before, but Abassi refused to give Michael up to the demons who desired him claiming Michael as his precious gift to vampire kind. The Inu’s did not pursue him, but had offered fortunes for Michael. They also invited Abassi to stay with them since Inu’s were very similar in personality to the Sophisticates they associated with.

This demon Lord sparkled, no he glowed with power and was brighter then the sunlight with his metallic presence. He was more beautiful than his Fathers before him. Michael had seen Lord Sesshoumaru only one time when he was a child. The most beautiful child he ever laid eyes on until he met Inuyasha. Still, Lord Sesshoumaru never ceased to amaze his eyes and made Michael desire more in life. In truth Michael would give anything to be fully mated to the demon Lord and his mates so he would not ever be alone again as well as always surrounded by beauty in its finest forms.

“Vampire, put on the robe and come with me. You are corrupting my furs.”

This was all that had been said the first time Michael met Lord Sesshoumaru. Apparently this was his very bad attempt at humor. Michael was terrified thinking he offended the Angel before him.

Michael all but jumped at the low soft deadly voice of the demon Lord. He sensed the power, the demon itself was right there in his eyes, and even his own vampire demon was afraid. This man could kill them in a blink and yet Michael was entrapped by the grand person who stood before him that did not seem to blink one perfect eyelash in his direction as he departed the room roughly shutting the door as if Michael were not worth the time to look at.

After donning the robe several servants showed up to bath him and pamper him until he was placed in a golden kimono with black dragons running over it. The boots were a bit uncomfortable, but the service was incredible as three criminals were dropped at his feet by the demon Lord as he sniffed in distaste at the whole idea of having a vampire in his home even if he was an incredible beauty. That was the only thing saving Michael’s ass and the fact Sesshoumaru was not about to have anyone occupying his personal cave where he would go to be alone for a time. That was his sanctuary not some vampire’s home for the weekend which was where Michael had been heading before the demon Lord picked him up from the ground.

“Feast and do not get blood on my floor.”

Lord Sesshoumaru muttered as he watched the vampire grasp the human roughly getting ready to rip limbs if necessary to get to the blood.

“You obviously are not a Sophisticate and need training. How disappointing since I must now show you manners. This is how you deal with your kill.”

Michael was years older than Sesshoumaru, but very innocent in his training since he was not ever trained. Sesshoumaru instructed Michael on how to feast by crushing bones after breaking the neck of the prey so that it was nice and limp. This way blood could be found in all parts without all the tearing and screaming mess. That would hurt his sensitive ears.

The young vampire quickly learned how to dress and how to act in public although Michael still followed his new Lord around like a lost pet. Lord Sesshoumaru sighed a lot and was also quick to punish if Michael was to make a mistake. Rather than the usual bonk to the head since Michael was indeed a weak human like being he would slap his hand with his razor sharp claws or grasp his throat in a strangle hold. Michael learned not to anger the demon Lord rather quickly since Abassi had not ever shown him discipline other then the whip. Lord Sesshoumaru stated that if he used his light whip one time on the vampire he would kill him so Michael would not ever be whipped again. That was a relief in some ways and in others he would have preferred it rather than having to see those blood red eyes glaring down at him since that was terrifying.

Michael was forced to share the bed with his Lord who put all sorts of scents on him stating he smelled like death and human so he removed that smell from his person making him smell more like the Lord himself. Lord Sesshoumaru stated he had no lover at the time and refused to share his bed with just anyone so for now Michael would do. He was attractive and Lord Sesshoumaru took what he wanted. He never questioned it. So then Michael was forced to cuddle against the rock hard form of the demon Lord with the only comfort being the long fluffy boa that was his tail wrapped around him like an anaconda so he could not escape as he had his other Lord Abassi who Lord Sesshoumaru stated was a fool. Lord Sesshoumaru was kinder, but so cold and Michael being a rather soft person Sesshoumaru used extra care not to crush his new toy.

Lord Sesshoumaru one night had actually kissed him and nothing like Abassi had done scaring the daylights out of the poor vampire who was still very much a child. His Lord had sake on the breath and that was the same night he lost his virginity. Lord Sesshoumaru seduced and did things that Michael did not know was possible to do. It was terrifying at first and then it became addicting.

Michael was in bliss at being taken by such a beautiful man, but Lord Sesshoumaru seemed rather upset about the whole matter so he refused to stay in the same room for a good week. Lord Sesshoumaru felt he had taken advantage of a mere weak child who was no better than a human. It was an insult to his position and title. However, it was too late so the demon Lord decided that he would not regret it not that he regretted much in his life.

Later they had become regular lovers for a time and that ended as soon as Michael had learned all he could from Lord Sesshoumaru. Lord Sesshoumaru told Michael after returning from battle that Lord Abassi had been murdered by Naraku. His powers had been absorbed and his old Master was now dead. That was a shock and a tragedy since Abassi had been the only other man he had truly known in his long life.

Michael flung himself on the bed crying for days. He had not ever hated Abassi and in some ways in comparison to the cold demon Lord, Abassi had indeed been kind to him not ever expecting so much of him in return. The demon Lord was so cold and had not loved him for days due to his duties at the castle. Michael refused the trainers since he only wanted the demon Lord not wanting to be touched by the foul hands of others ruining what he considered to be a very precious moment. Lord Sesshoumaru stated Michael was being damn over sentimental and sensitive. He could not bear an heir with a walking dead human and Michael needed to find a companion of his own eventually. Their time together would eventually come to a close. Michael couldn’t bear that thought.

Lord Sesshoumaru had to leave to destroy Naraku and deal with some situations with the cat tribe. The Panther demons had started a war and his servant was to go retrieve his little brother Inuyasha. That same day Lord Sesshoumaru found out his brother had been placed under a spell and he grew very distant. It was as though the light dimmed from the demon Lord’s eyes and he withdrew even from Michael. In fact Lord Sesshoumaru withdrew from the world when his little brother died. It was as if his heart had been completely ripped out.

Michael waited for over fifty years for the demon Lord to return to his castle, Michael left unable to take the pain of the loneliness and the fact he had fallen in love with his Lord. It was not acceptable and this coldness that he was taught was better to feel than the lost love.

After Michael departed many years passed and he stayed in hiding until Lord Sesshoumaru found him dragging him once again out of a cave in a different continent where he had gone into a deep slumber as vampires do on occasion. After slapping him around a bit with his one good arm, Lord Sesshoumaru once again cleaned Michael up only to take him several times again as his lover without emotion as usual. Michael was in bliss enjoying this and hoping that it would not end so abruptly. The demon Lord was so fine even though he felt he was not so with only one arm and Michael as hard as he tried was still in love with him. Lord Sesshoumaru felt very embarrassed by his lack of limb and very foolish.

Michael was told of a plot against his Lord’s little brother whom he never knew Lord Sesshoumaru ever had since this pup was supposedly dead pinned to a tree by a beautiful young powerful priestess. Sesshoumaru turned his head away as though trying to avoid some kind of shame as he cursed dressing himself with his only good hand. His other arm had been cut off to the elbow leaving a stump that seemed odd although not grotesque in any way. It did not seem to make the demon any less intimidating or powerful. He was still a force to be reckoned with and apparently his little brother Inuyasha was also quite powerful to take such a demon’s arm as he did without that arm being able to regenerate rather quickly.

“Don’t see more into it then there is Michael. I was soft on my brat of a brother. It will not happen again and next time I see him he will wish that he had killed me because I plan on killing him after I fully train him so he is powerful enough to win in a fair battle.”

Lord Sesshoumaru ground out in anger as his eyes glared dangerously at the ground. His fist filled with blood and Michael rushed to catch the drops gently licking his beloved’s hands clean as the claw marks healed in seconds kneeling in front of his Lord looking up at him with pleading blue eyes to just show one sign of compassion in those golden orbs that melted his heart. There was nothing but coldness and emptiness in their depths as Sesshoumaru gently stroked Michael’s long hair.

“How can I please my Lord?”

Michael begged as tears threatened at the thought he had given his unbeating heart and soul to a man who would never return his love. Lord Sesshoumaru was indeed a cold hearted creature. Still Michael adored the gorgeous young demon Lord and would do anything for him.

“By doing as I ask. You will come with me and as soon as Inuyasha’s pack is gone we shall begin his punishment. I want him to feel humiliation like never before for what he has done to me. He had no right to take our Father’s fang and he is a fool. He flings it about like it is nothing, insulted it, and has brought a human to our Father’s tomb forever tarnishing it. I cannot forgive him yet.”

Lord Sesshoumaru stood up ignoring Michael as he walked to the window. His long hair flowed in the wind and he looked so much like the cold moon with his pure silver ice flowing about him in waves. He was the Ice King and would be forever to those in that time. He made all who knew him shiver or they would simply die at his feet. He did not waste time ever.

“Come Michael.”

At that they left as Michael was wrapped in the boa feeling more like a burden then a companion. As they landed he watched through the trees until a light blinded him in the moonlight. It was another silver haired beauty except young with a sweet cherubic face and eyes that would melt the stars with their golden hue. Michael felt his breath catch in his throat. Never in his life did he expect to find a creature as beautiful as his Lord, yet the boy in the red robes was a tiny version of pure innocent beauty. The child had more charms then anyone should be endowed with as those full pouted lips were in a full pout as the boy stared at the moon seeming to curse it. He was so lovely and so lonely just like Michael.

Suddenly, Inuyasha before he could smell his elder sibling coming, he was pulled from the treetops by a strong grip. There above him was his older brother with that beautiful face, sinister grin, and slightly red eyes flashing at him.

“S..Sesshoumaru?"

Inuyasha stammered out as he was nose to nose with his brother who hated him. Fear filled his entire being and he knew he was so screwed.

“Yes my pretty little brat of a brother, it is. You remember what you did don’t you? You know that you are in big trouble and I cannot wait to show you how much trouble you are in little one.”

Sesshoumaru purred in one of those triangular ears as Inuyasha winced at that soft deadly voice waiting for the fist to the jaw or some other painful thing. Something was coming and it wasn’t going to be good. Sesshoumaru was insulted and he wasn’t going to let it go lightly.

“I….I….didn’t……..”

Inuyasha stammered out again.

“Yes, I know you didn’t. I know you never mean to do anything. You are a child and just as I said at Father’s grave you fight like one. So I shall show you how much of a little baby pup you still are.”

Sesshoumaru cooed as he caressed that adorable face he loved to punch so it wasn’t so damn beautiful. It made Sesshoumaru furious that Inuyasha was beautiful at all. It pissed him off that he was ever born and it made him even angrier that those damn doe eyes of his with those trembling full lips could make him soften his heart even a little to allow the pup to live. Inuyasha had too many charms to count and he used those huge gorgeous eyes of his to make Sesshoumaru bend every damn time except for this time. No, this time the pup went too far.

“Y….you aren’t gonna kill me are you Sesshoumaru? I mean, it was an accident……I don’t even know how to use……….”

Inuyasha stated as tears started to form. Those eyes were killing Sesshoumaru and he was trying to stay pissed off at his little brother. Damn the boy for being such an Angelic trouble maker.

“I know you don’t know how to use our Father’s sword. I am not daft, but you showed off to another human miko. One just pinned you to a tree and you want me to forgive you. You did not even bother to come to tell me you live and to show your respect to me. You humiliate our family and I have had enough. Now get up off the ground and come with me.”

Sesshoumaru stated angrily as Inuyasha felt the weight lift. His instinct told him to run far and fast. The problem was Sesshoumaru would catch him and that would make things worse. It was best just to do as he was told.

Michael didn’t know what to say. When Inuyasha came closer he couldn’t seem to keep his mouth closed. The boy up close was even more beautiful and those eyes were perfect. How could anyone stay mad at eyes like that? Sesshoumaru had to be one cold hearted bastard to not fall head over heels for those eyes. Wait, they were not like Sesshoumaru’s eyes………was that why?

“He is my half brother Michael and a half demon at that. Do not bother with him since he is a waste of time and we have little time as it is.’
“If you like what you see now just wait until his human night if you think he is lovely. It is the only time he is a full anything. The boy was born with a foul mouth and has not ever learned good manners no matter how many times I have beaten it into his head. Now come with us.”

Sesshoumaru huffed as Inuyasha grumbled behind him about what an anal jerk he was and how he was a snob who hated everyone. Michael almost started laughing. The two Inu demons looked like beautiful women if it were not for their very masculine voices, especially little Inuyasha. Whoever made him broke the mold since there was no one as enchanting at that moment. Inuyasha was so young, so rough, so endearing, and amusing. How could the demon Lord not laugh at this boy?

“Silence, Inuyasha. I have had enough of your mouth. Now disrobe your hakumas for your punishment or do you need assistance?”

Michael thought Inuyasha was going to faint. Inuyasha was teetering a bit and turned white.

“You aren’t gonna……….I……that……..I mean you are my brother……….and not with him……….. You damn closet pervert! I ain’t gonna do that!”

Sesshoumaru rolled his eyes at Inuyasha’s stupidity and turned away slightly trying not to fall over laughing. Inuyasha was damn amusing. Turning back with his cold yet slightly amused expression Sesshoumaru looked at Inuyasha to argue with him again.

“As if, I, Lord Sesshoumaru would allow my lover to be intimate with my half demon baby brother. You already know I rarely like even touching you so just do as you are told. You are too young for such adult things and I should have never explained such things to a baby like you except you had it coming to you. I always told you I would answer your questions truthfully so it is your own fault. Now child do as you are told or I will do it for you.”

Inuyasha blushed terribly and then tried to run only to be tackled by Sesshoumaru who for the first time laughed making Michael’s eyes about pop out of his head. Lord Sesshoumaru laughs?

Tying down Inuyasha with his obi the demon Lord removed his haori after removing the broken armor he wore to show his little brother the pains he put him through and revealed the severed arm to his brother who turned his head in shame.

“Why turn away Inuyasha? Isn’t this what you wanted for me or was it my death instead since you tried to kill me with our Father’s fang without knowing how to use it? You do not go wielding things that you know nothing about if you wish to live. You could have damaged Father’s grave and everyone in it. You brought a human! A human miko into Father’s grave! You are a disgrace and you will get your punishment even if I have to strangle you to make you stay still!”

Sesshoumaru stated angrily as he forced the young half demon to look with tearing eyes at the damage. It was Inuyasha’s fault and this was just another notch to the many things Sesshoumaru blamed him for.

“I really didn’t want that Sesshoumaru……..I didn’t mean to hurt you……..I was just protecting………”

Inuyasha sobbed. Sesshoumaru in an odd moment hugged the pup to him.

“Yes, I know. I raised you, but apparently not well enough. You will accept your short punishment and then be on your way. You are weak to humans and I forgive you that. Someday though you cannot be with them and you will come to me for good. Then we will see if you can use the fang you inherited.”

Inuyasha felt his pants fall as his face turned the color of his kimono. Then he was bent over Sesshoumaru’s lap as the demon Lord held him down with the severed stump then proceeded to spank the hell out of Inuyasha. The pup was struggling in his arms, but Sesshoumaru tied the obi nice and tight putting a spell on it to make sure the boy didn’t get away although he was amused at the wildly kicking legs that thrashed about.

Soon tears became curses and a smile played across the demon Lord’s face. Michael was to keep Inuyasha from clawing him and biting his leg off. Still the vampire couldn’t help looking at that rosy ass that was fighting to get off of the older demon’s lap. Inuyasha was a firecracker and more animated then he ever thought the boy would be considering his elder sibling’s cold personality. It was the most wonderful thing to see the demon Lord start laughing at the names he was called as Inuyasha yelled at the top of his lungs until he collapsed only to have the demon Lord offer Michael a few swipes at the very red rear end of the half demon pup.

Michael could not resist and Inuyasha couldn’t move his arms or the rest of his body. The fight was out of his physical being, but not his mouth as the last words he uttered amused both the demon Lord and the vampire greatly.

“You are anal big asshole and I hate you Sesshoumaru! You are the biggest jerk in the universe! You don’t even scare me you bastard! You don’t deserve the power you have you meanie since you only want to use it to control people you control freak!’
“You lied to me saying you just wanted to spank me, but you let him do it you sick jerk! You really only want to do this to me because you want to look at my ass you closet pervert! You are getting off on this aren’t you ya pansy since ya can’t fight me like normal since you have to show off to your stupid friend here! You are a giant fluffy stupid head and I hope you go fuck a cat Sesshoumaru!!!!!!!!!!”

Sesshoumaru actually almost fell off the stump he was sitting on from laughing. Only Inuyasha could come up with something that ridiculous out of that wild mouth of his. It was the other reason his little brother lived. No one else could amuse the demon Lord like Inuyasha could. Inuyasha’s mouth was both a curse and his most wonderful quality.

“Oh my dearest Inuyasha, how I love you too my sweet little baby faced brother! You with your adorable red ass as well as your gorgeous little red face that amuse me so with those words that are so you. It matches your red kimono along with the rest of you. I have indeed plucked a cherry from the tree have I not?”

Sesshoumaru stated sarcastically as he tried to stop laughing giving that rear end one last hard whack before pulling up the boy’s pants. Inuyasha was completely submissive at this point feeling both humiliated and worn out.

“Michael I am not ready to take him back to his friends. Please give us some time to ourselves and then you may take him to his tree.”

Michael did not mean to overhear the conversation and for the first time he saw something that hurt him intensely. Sesshoumaru was hugging and caressing the back of Inuyasha as a doting loving sibling would do whispering things only Inuyasha could hear.

“Little brother, I can never get my arm back. How will you make this up to me? I may still have to kill you someday. Now get off my lap before I decide to do more damage to your delicate little rear end. For now I still adore you, but for how long Inuyasha? How long will I allow you to live shaming us? I gave you my word that I will be the one to take your life so take better care of yourself and train hard pup. You will regret it when I am no longer as kind to you as I have been.”

Sesshoumaru helped the pup off his lap then pushed him forward as Inuyasha pouted with tears falling as he rubbed his sore but. Next to the demon Lord Inuyasha looked so fragile and tiny. Michael felt for the pup and wanted to feel that compassion too. Then Michael felt his chest. He had no heart there. There was nothing but coldness in him and darkness.

His demon Akshay constantly reminded Michael that he would not ever be in a class like the demons since they lived and he was not alive. He was an undead being and even sex with his lover was nothing without the blood exchange. He felt only when the blood was coursing through them both. Then for a moment he was alive.

Michael waited as the demon Lord pushed Inuyasha to him. Inuyasha looked terrified, but Sesshoumaru promised he would make Inuyasha remember forever that he was in trouble for desecrating their Father’s grave so he was going to deal with one of the grave as a reminder. Inuyasha looked nervous, but Sesshoumaru pushed him forward.

“Drink from him if you like.”

Sesshoumaru stated to Michael with an evil smirk. Inuyasha’s face paled, but Sesshoumaru held Inuyasha tightly while Michael drank from the fountain of youth. The blood was strong and Akshay soared in happiness feeling that human blood also pump with the powerful demon blood. It was a perfect mixture. Nothing tasted this wonderful and the images were so sad yet the way the boy got through them was amazing. Inuyasha fascinated him.

“Michael, do not drain my brother or I might have to kill you.”

Michael quickly was pulled away as Inuyasha swooned. Sesshoumaru frowned then offered his wrist to his brother forcing the blood down his throat knowing the kid was going to pass out. Michael did not show control as he was taught and now Inuyasha was suffering. Inuyasha’s life was Sesshoumaru’s and this was his mistake in trusting an uncontrolled vampire who should have known better that had the nerve to call himself a Sophisticate. He would learn a hard lesson.

“You know better Michael. You are now a Sophisticate no longer until you can control yourself. Be gone from my site until I call for you.”

Michael felt hurt at the anger in Sesshoumaru’s eyes as the demon Lord lifted his now unconscious little brother in his arm. Sesshoumaru was furious at Michael.

“Now I am stuck waiting until you awaken brat. The promises I made to Father I will always keep even if I hate them.”

Sesshoumaru ground out. He was so angry and Michael ran with bloody tears in his eyes. What did he do wrong now and why could he not be shown this affection that his Lord had for his brother that he supposedly hated?

It hurt too much to watch and although Lord Sesshoumaru looked for him Michael disappeared promising other than to see the young pup that he would never again see his beloved in the arms of another. It would break his heart and he couldn’t live with that.

After that night Michael followed Inuyasha for a time who rushed away from him in fear although twice he was able to capture him to get a tiny bit of that blood before he was beaten away and that was the last time he saw the demons until the recent events. Apparently he had done a fine job of hiding since it took this long for Lord Sesshoumaru to find him again.

Michael still wondered what had happened all those years ago until he felt rivers of water flying over him as Inuyasha shook off playfully from his excursion in the ocean. The boy was definitely all dog.

“Must you always be so crass Inuyasha? You are ruining a perfectly good quiet moment as usual.”

Inuyasha sat next to Michael and slapped his hand on his half mate’s leg hard enough to make Michael’s eyes bulge a bit. It was a bit tender since his skin was still adjusting to the demonic changes so he had a red mark now on his leg.

“Awe, you missed me. How is our pup doing?”

Inuyasha stated ignoring the protests of the water getting on Michaels crisp clean white shirt as Inuyasha just dove strait for his goal feeling the pup moving.

“He fine, but his Mother is all wet now thanks to you.”

Michael stated testily only to get a wet sloppy kiss on the cheek from Inuyasha who yanked him up from his relaxing spot in the sand as Michael wiped off his now soaked cheek. Inuyasha was a much better kisser it was just he was soaked to the bone. The dog in him was happy as hell though.

“Come on Michael let’s go get some food into you. You must be famished and you are going to get fried out here in the sun. Don’t you know that your vampire blood is going to be all screwed up if you do not watch how long you are out here? I know Prince Hojo told you that and you never listen to us.”

Inuyasha watched his grumbling lover walk along side him as he held his hand. No one would ever believe that this old Sophisticate was now a demon who was going to have his kid. It was kind of cool to know more than this jerk did and it served him right to be his sex slave for a while after all the damn vampire put him through all those years ago. Michael at least could have had the courtesy to not scare him and stalk him all the damn time. Now he would be within eyesight at all times so that he couldn’t be weird like that again.

“Why don’t you trust me Inuyasha?”

Michael stated crossing his arms over his chest as he trudged along.

“You love my brother and that is enough to know you are a problem. Anyone who loves someone that anal has to be watched since I know he watches me all the time.'
"See I figure that if I have to be watched then we know Megan has to be watched. However, you are new to all of this so we all have to watch you even more so that you don’t get into trouble.'
"Sesshoumaru may seem really interesting and wonderful to some people who don’t know him like I do. Truth is no matter how great he is he is still a tyrant………..oh Hi Sess………”

Sesshoumaru came out of the house looking rather irate at Inuyasha. Inuyasha was constantly with Michael and so Sesshoumaru knew for a fact Inuyasha had to be watched as well as monitored. He would mess up the Sophisticate that Michael once was making Michael into a brat like him.

“Inuyasha, you have kept him out late again. You are grounded and I am not a tyrant. Quit filling his head with your nonsense. You will ruin him.”

Inuyasha frowned at Sesshoumaru. Why did Sesshoumaru want Michael to be like him? He was having his baby not Sesshoumaru’s.

“How come you still treat me like a kid then? I am your mate damn it all!”

Sesshoumaru grabbed Inuyasha’ sensitive ear and pulled him over to the side.

“I will not tolerate this. We have a pup to think about and you are of course pregnant again which was all I needed right now. You know better than to be out there in the surf searching for that damn fish. That shark is not going to hurt my pup even if you think it isn’t a problem and you are strong enough to handle it. I will not have my mate going around trying to kill himself over a damn shark.”

Inuyasha pouted and kicked the sand.

“But, he has it coming to him and I have been waiting for………..”

Sesshoumaru finished as he ushered both of them inside.

“Yes….I know…you have been searching for years. The damn thing is probably dead I tell you. I swear Inuyasha I am going to have to tie you down and lock you in this house. After our pup is born I am going to make you stand where that scroll is so I don’t have everyone pupped until at least five hundred years pass since I am going to lose it here soon. If you hadn’t took off to go surfing before we finished the ritual we wouldn’t be in this mess. You are such a brat some days.”

Michael smiled. At least some things still stayed the same as he watched the two brothers arguing trudging up the hill towards the house.