Salvation

Disclaimer~don’t own original Inuyasha characters, do own all others.

“You’re right.” Inuyasha’s heart and breathing seemed to stop with the utterance of those two words. His eyes opened slowly to look into the identical ones before him. They were still cold and beautiful.
‘He tricked me,’ he thought as a feeling of hollowness swept over him. ‘He wanted to hurt me on purpose...and it worked.’ He felt as if he was sinking and nothing would ever pull him back from the abyss that was swallowing him up. But all at once he was yanked back into reality as he felt that powerful body withdraw altogether and brush past him to go to the shore, leaving him there in the water staring ahead numbly.
“You bastard,” he whispered softly as he stared at the trees across the river. “You mother fucking bastard.”
“Life is cruel, Inuyasha,” he heard him say from the river bank. “I thought you would have learned that by now, especially seeing the life you’ve lived.”
Inuyasha spun around and darted out of the water, reaching his target in the blink of an eye. He grabbed his half-brother by his strong shoulders just as he was putting on the sash to his hakama and slammed their mouths together in a searing kiss. He dug his claws in slightly so Sesshomaru could not escape as he held him there. Sesshomaru held perfectly still with his claws still on the sash holding up the bottom half of his attire. He made no move to return the kiss assist in any way. Inuyasha felt the lack of movement and sighed as he backed off.
“Dammit...”he whispered out. He closed his eyes and rested his forehead against Sesshomaru’s still naked chest. “Just one...Sesh, that’s all. Just one.”
“Just one what?” he asked without any real interest. He assumed he was talking about wanting one kiss from him, but the answer he received surprised him.
“I just want one act of kindness from you.” he replied with his forehead still against him. He retracted his claws and let them slide down his sculpted front. “I just want you to accept me. I’m not asking for you to love me, I’m not asking for you to care for me. I just want you to-” His chin was brought up by a curled finger and his lips were covered almost lovingly. The Lord’s eyes were closed and he seemed almost completely absorbed in the kiss he was giving. The young youkai let his own eye lids close after a moment of shock and he kissed back with his entire soul.
Sesshomaru’s free arm came and circled around the hanyou’s back while the other held his neck tenderly. The half-demon’s own arms came to rest around his neck. His claws entwined into the finer silver hair and pressed their mouths harder together. Sesshomaru flicked his tongue out to lick the silky lips and slipped it in as Inuyasha parted them graciously.
Their tongues danced around and stroked one another passionately for some time before Sesshomaru lifted his brother’s still naked form up onto his own clothed hips. Inuyasha wrapped his legs around him as he was pressed against the same boulder their clothes had been on. He inhaled sharply through his nose as the cold rock met his warm back, but he didn’t lose focus on the man holding him. Sesshomaru broke away to kiss and lightly nip at his neck while one hand came up to stroke the downy soft ears on top of the hanyou’s head. He gained a satisfied smirk when he heard the gasp and moan escape the half-breed’s swollen lips. Inuyasha’s claws massaged his scalp as he continued his petting.
The full youkai’s hot mouth slowly worked its way down the other’s neck to his shoulder and then his collar bone. Inuyasha growled softly in pleasure and arched up to meet the lips assaulting his body. His evident arousal pressed into his brother’s silk covered waist almost painfully as he arched forward. He panted heavily and his body began to sweat as his temperature soared.
‘God, should I be this hot?’ Inuyasha thought in surprise. His entire body felt like it would burst into flame at any moment, and it only seemed to be getting hotter. ‘Whatever, I don’t give a rat’s ass right now. I’m probably so hot just because it’s been so long. Yeah, that’s it.’ At that moment Sesshomaru brought him away from the boulder and all but slammed him onto the ground as he continued to ravage his body with his mouth. He slid back up to claim that wanting mouth which awaited him. Now it was a full out battle between their tongues, one which Sesshomaru eventually won. He supported himself on his forearms, which were around Inuyasha’s back while he continued to rape his mouth.
The younger youkai grazed his claws through his silver hair and down his back until they reached his waist. He then slid them to the front to begin undoing the sash that impeded his progress. Sesshomaru made no move to stop him as he began placing hot kisses and gentle bites down his neck and chest. Inuyasha arched up into his mouth and moaned longingly as his hands continued to fight with the clever silk knot.
“Dammit, get this thing off.”he whimpered out. The Lord snorted and smirked at his efforts and lifted up slightly to look at him. He quickly dropped the look when he saw his face completely. He was pale and sweating profusely, a sign that he was dearly sick. A frown graced his handsome face as he gazed down at his half-brother.
“Hm, your illness seems to be getting the better of you.” he remarked with interest. Inuyasha frowned as he panted for air, but didn’t seem really concerned.
“What? Oh, I don’t give a shit.” he panted out. “I’ll worry about that later.” He then reached up to kiss him again. Sesshomaru didn’t push the matter. If the mutt didn’t care, why should he stop? Especially when he was about to get a good fuck out of him.
Tired of feeling the fumbling hands on his abdomen, he sat up to undo the knot himself and discard the garment before descending back down. Inuyasha placed his arms back around Sesshomaru’s neck and back as he moved his mouth to suck and nip at his pointed ear. Hearing the growl of pleasure issue from his throat only served to further his attentions on the appendage. His senses began to dull as his neck was assaulted again, a sensation he thought peculiar.
“Sesh?” he murmured. A gentle nip at the crook of his neck was the only response he received. “Sesh, I’m rethinking what I just said.” That brought the gorgeous face back into sight. A more than slightly annoyed look was plastered onto his face, but he knew this couldn’t wait. “I think I’m sick again.” he managed to whisper out. Sesshomaru’s face was going in and out of focus the longer he looked at him.
“Well I’m not surprised.” Even that deep, smooth voice was distant and hard to understand. He closed his golden eyes as he felt a cool hand be placed to his searing forehead. He sighed with mild relief and leaned up into the touch. The other claw came to rest on his now bruised and reddened neck “You have a high fever, and your heart is racing, though that may be for a different reason altogether.” The sick youkai felt the demon over him retreat completely after another moment. He opened his eyes to see the bleary image of his brother getting dressed a few feet away.
“So that’s it?” he muttered out, not even being sure he could be heard over the gurgling of the river. “You’re just gonna go off and pretend like nothing happened? Feh, shouldn’t have expected any different from the likes of you.” he seethed out quietly. He closed his eyes and lay on the cool ground, not wanting to even move. His sensitive ears picked up the sound of his brother as he approached him.
“Your illness is becoming quite a nuisance,” he murmured as he gently scooped his brother into his arms. The weakened hanyou could barely make out what was being said to him. His body felt like it was in the middle of a bon fire and it felt like it was only getting hotter. His mind was slow to process the fact that he was being clothed by the man who supposedly hated him with his entire being.
“Sesh, it’s so hot,” he muttered, not even knowing if he was understandable. He thought he felt himself be held tighter against the strong body carrying him.
“Your infection is causing it. Only a skilled team of healers can reverse this, which is why I am taking you to my palace.” At hearing, at least he thought he heard, that last part Inuyasha opened his golden eyes to look up with a confused look at the handsome Lord.
“Wha…? Palace?” he muttered. His brother looked down impatiently.
“The one Father left me to take care of,” he replied curtly. “You’ve never been there because I’ve kept it a closely guarded secret from you.” Inuyasha let his eyes flutter close again and nestled his face into Sesshomaru’s shoulder. He whispered so quietly, Sesshomaru wondered if he hadn’t imagined it.
“Thank you for caring…”

Back at the camp site~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Kaichi’s sapphire eyes slowly opened as the sun made its appearance above the tree tops. He forgot where he was for a moment before it all came back. He rolled over to see his lover sitting up beside him watching some birds in a tree build a nest. The young youkai smiled and reached out to touch his thigh lightly. Roko’s golden orbs flicked down to him and he smiled back warmly.
“Just in time to see the sun rise,” he remarked quietly. Kaichi yawned and sat up beside him. He snuggled closer and nuzzled the warm neck briefly.
“I’m good like that,” he grumbled out sleepily. Roko turned his head to kiss him gently. Kaichi graciously accepted and returned it, cupping the handsome demon’s marked cheek. Roko deepened it for a moment before drawing back. He turned his head to see his father and newly discovered uncle emerging from the forest. His brow furrowed at seeing how possessive his father seemed to be over the half-breed.
“Our fathers have returned, love.” he remarked quietly. Kaichi lifted up to watch and stiffened.
“If he’s hurt my father one more time-”
“We’re leaving,” Sesshomaru said curtly, leaving no room for argument. Roko watched as his father sat down near the burnt out fire. He laid the unconscious Inuyasha in his lap and looked over at the pair. Kaichi’s fist tightened.
“What’s wrong with him? What did you do?” he growled out. Sesshomaru paid his warning no heed.
“The poison in his blood refuses to let him heal. We will be returning to my palace to heal him.” Again, he left no room for argument. Roko’s eyebrows furrowed further. His father had never allowed anyone, not even his childhood friends, to see the palace where he lived. Why would he allow this half-demon to go there when he was supposedly an enemy? And a dangerous one, according to the stories he had heard.
“And how the Hell do you expect to do that, may I ask?” Kaichi growled out again. Roko bit his lip, fearing that his father’s intolerance for smart mouths would land Kaichi in more trouble than he could get him out of. It didn’t help his anxiety when his father frowned at the young demon, clearly annoyed.
“My healers are far more competent to deal with this illness than any other. So I suggest that you not argue with me if you want your pathetic father to live.” he replied quietly, a far more dangerous gesture. Kaichi glared at him, but fell silent. He looked up at Roko, still with the glare.
“Does he mean what he says?”
“Yes, our healers are the best in all of the land. If there is any cure for your father, they will find it.” he replied softly. Kaichi’s face also softened at the reassurance. He leaned his head against the strong chest and sighed. The young prince tucked his chin over the head and closed his eyes, thankful that his lover had quieted. The silence did not last long, however, for his stomach made its protest against the lack of breakfast. His father’s golden eyes flickered over at hearing the soft grumble. Kaichi looked up with amusement.
“Hungry, sweetheart?” he asked with that same amusement. Roko blushed lightly and looked away.
“A bit, it can wait.” he muttered. Kaichi chuckled and leaned up to brush lips with him. Roko quickly captured them and deepened the kiss. He felt an arm slide around his neck and drew the blue eyed demon into his lap. His arms held his waist securely while he slipped his tongue into the mouth that he couldn’t seem to get enough off. Kaichi whimpered softly and placed his free arm around his neck. Roko broke away to place hot kisses up and down his neck and jaw. The quickened breathing only fueled his desire to claim any inch of skin he could get his mouth on. He shifted his feet under himself so he could press his ward back into the ground and lay over him. Kaichi went back without protest as Roko attacked his neck once again. He began to pant with arousal and wrapped a leg around his lover’s.
“Is this satisfying enough?” he whispered out huskily. It was only another growl from Roko’s that he received in response. The spell was broken and he chuckled heartily as he pushed the young Lord off himself. “Guess not.”
Roko groaned and rested his head on Kaichi’s shoulder.
“Sorry, I guess my stomach controls me more than I thought.” he muttered with evident sadness. Kaichi kissed his forehead and gently pushed him aside to get up. Roko rolled over to gaze at him as he stood. His blue eyes showed no less than pure, unbridled love as he gazed down at the beautiful demon on the ground.
“I’ll go get some food. I think Father and I have enough rabbit stored to feed everyone here.” he pondered aloud.
“I don’t need any food.” Sesshomaru remarked from his spot by the extinguished fire. Kaichi looked over at him and frowned.
“Fine then, I’ll that’s more for the three of us.” he replied shortly. Seeing how he watched the powerful demon with complete distrust, Roko judged that he did not like his father held in his attackers arms one bit. He stood and brushed his fine silks free of dirt.
“I’ll accompany you.” he offered. Kaichi smiled and took his hand in acceptance.
“I’d like that, thank you.” he murmured happily. Roko kissed him softly before setting out with him for the forest where the food stores were located.

Sesshomaru watched the pair leave before he turned back to the unconscious Inuyasha in his arms. He brushed a lock of unruly silver hair out of his eyes as he continued to hold him in his lap. His head was cradled in Sesshomaru’s elbow with his face turned towards his older brother’s stomach. His ears twitched every few minutes to rid themselves of flies or listen to a sound in the forest.
“It has been nearly one hundred years, Inuyasha.” he began quietly. “And not one day has gone by that I don’t think about you, hoping you are dead. Ever since our last encounter those hundred years ago, I have not been about to get your scathing voice out of my thoughts. Your scent has plagued me every time I take a breath. I despise you.” Inuyasha leaked a bloody tear out of the corner of his eye. Sesshomaru hoisted his limp frame up and pressed the hanyou’s cheek to his shoulder. His soft, puppy ears tickled his chin and jaw but he ignored them as he continued to talk.
“Tell me, have you thought the same things I have? Have you wished for my death half as much as I have wished for yours?” The next part his whispered into the furry appendage. “Do you still long for me as much as I long for you?”
“Yeah…I do…” He froze, his eyes shooting down to the top of the silver head beneath his chin.
“I love you Sesh,” Inuyasha muttered as his head fell back to look up at his brother. Sesshomaru frowned at seeing the bloody tear tracks running down his face. His eyes were blank as his looked into the identical eyes. “Always have, always will. I guess I’m gonna have to live with that.” he muttered. Sesshomaru stared down at him for a moment before leaning down and licking up the tear stains. The sick half-demon arched his head up and stole a kiss when the lord went to pass over to the other cheek. Sesshomaru stilled and waited. He slowly broke away and rested his head back against his brother’s shoulder and gazed up dizzily at him.
“Quit moving, I can’t follow you when your dancing all over the place.” he muttered as his bleary golden eyes danced back and forth as though following an invisible fly. The Lord moved his head down until they were touching foreheads.
“Can you follow me now?” he asked quietly. Inuyasha smiled.
“Uh-huh, much better.” He lifted his head up and brushed lips with him softly. Sesshomaru closed his eyes and pressed slightly harder. His licked the hanyou’s lips and slipped his tongue in to raid the hot mouth. Inuyasha curled his arm around his elder brother’s neck, pressing their mouths harder together and deepening the kiss. The youkai’s tongue was suddenly cut on one of Inuyasha’s fangs, spilling hot blood into his mouth. The weaker demon latched onto it and began to suck at the sweet, life giving liquid. It traveled down his throat and warmed his stomach immediately. Sesshomaru’s arms tightened around him and pressed him closer to his chest. He broke away suddenly and licked up the tiny rivulets of his own blood that slipped out of the corner of the other’s mouth. His heavy pants rang in the camp site, perfectly synchronized with the hanyou’s. He gazed down at him, lust evident in his smoldering eyes.
“You’re too weak to be doing this whelp,” he all but growled out. Inuyasha’s gazed once again began to search for him until he gave up and closed his eyes. He pressed his soaked head against Sesshomaru’s shoulder, trying to get his breathing back under control.
“Ok Sesshomaru, you win.” he whispered weakly. The scent of his illness seemed like it would choke the Lord if he breathed it in much longer. He looked down at the dangerously sick man cradled in his lap, wondering what had come over him.
‘What is this hold that he possesses over me?’ he thought. ‘I can barely keep control when I am around him, yet I wish for no less than his death. How is it that he wields such power over me?’ He pondered over these thoughts as he heard Inuyasha slip back to sleep. He was far too weak for Sesshomaru’s liking. He needed the healers, now.
He stood, holding the limp half-breed in his arms as he began heading west.
‘Roko knows the way home, he will get there in a few days.’ he thought absently. With that, he set out on the journey back to his palace.
“We’ll get there soon, Inuyasha.” he whispered quietly. “I’ll make sure you don’t die…yet.”