Past Lives, Current Conflictions

Chapter 9: At the Stroke of Midnight

The grandfather clock downstairs hummed thoughtfully as it signaled all throughout the house that it was now midnight.

The luminescent eyes of the ancient soul within Inuyasha’s body blinked up at the bedroom ceiling as he lied comfortably in bed, simply recalling the days many... interesting events.

Grinning to himself, Inuyasha noted that neither Ru nor he would probably ever forget their shared experience on the stage anytime soon. It was even more amusing to stay in control of his vessel’s body afterwards since Ru had not wanted his brother to wake up to the smell of his cum all over his stomach. He suggested that since they had earlier finished with the set ups that they high tail it back to the house and clean themselves.

At the time Inuyasha hadn’t thought much of it and avidly followed Ru all the way back to his house... up the stairs... into the bathroom... and somehow both of their outfits could be found in the hamper while their bodies were instantly meshed together in the shower for another heated session of groping and making out.

Gods but that had been really fun...

Inuyasha salivated at the memory, while trying to figure out what he could be doing instead of staring up at the ceiling like a freaking idiot.

Hmm... It’s not too late... maybe Ru’d be up for another round? The hanyou smirked, anticipation lighting his devious eyes. Though this time we’ll have to practice a little self restraint and try to keep a bit quieter than the last time since the old man’s only down the hall...

With that in mind, the hanyou jumped out of bed, not bothering to grab a shirt in his hurry to get something to help him sleep… and sex always did seem to help him in that area, especially when it was hot and long and... hard... Gods...

Just as Inuyasha was about to creep to his door and scurry outside, he paused and heard heavy footfalls break the almost unbearable silence throughout the house. The hanyou balanced his movement on tiptoes like a cat stalking the night, and listened attentively, furry ears twitching in scrutiny.

Was that Ru? Was he sneaking into his room for another go, too?

Inuyasha grinned momentarily. Just like his Aniki... couldn’t get enough of him. Swiping a wicked tongue against glinting fangs, the hanyou was about to jump back into bed and play coy when the footsteps walked right by the room, a distinct scent hitting his keen nose and making him groan.

In a very non-arousing way.

Damn it. Now?! He didn’t want to deal with this NOW! He wanted to get kinky in the bedroom and he couldn’t very well do that when-!! Argh! Grumbling up a storm, Inuyasha waited a bit until he heard the footfalls fade away into the night and more than likely down the stairs to the kitchen.

Sighing in relief, the half demon relented, opening the door and making his way to Ru’s room.

Upon entering the even more eerie setting the young demon called a room, Inuyasha crept with a millennia of stealth until his knees knocked gently against the bed. He gazed at the slumbering figure beneath the lone sheet intently. Regardless of the hindering cloth, the demon beneath was clearly naked, which made it all the more hard to pass up...

Sighing, Inuyasha bent over to kiss Ru’s lips, closing his eyes to properly enjoy the delicious taste he knew awaited.

And the next second, just as his lips were about to touch the lightly breathing mouth below, Inuyasha sensed a change and opened his eyes to find Ru staring back. Then, in the instant he chanced that look, Inuyasha was lying on his back beneath the younger demon.

Inuyasha hitched a gasp, blinking a few times as the demon on top of him just stared, searching for something in his eyes. And then, as if finding what he was looking for, the youkai said, smirking, “Otouto.”

Inuyasha’s eyes lit up and he reciprocated the demon lord’s expression, fangs and all.

“Aniki,” the hanyou greeted, trying ridiculously hard to keep his excitement down to a minimum.

“Otouto...” Sesshomaru breathed, closing his eyes and inhaling the lovely scent of his mate’s body. He opened them the next moment, narrowed in anticipated reprimand as he gazed at his young lover. “Otouto...” he called again, cocking his head to the side in interest.

Inuyasha winced just slightly, knowing that look anywhere, before burping out a mumbling, “Y-yes?”

Sesshomaru continued to stare at him in that maddening way.

“Otouto, you have been a very, very bad puppy.”

Inuyasha gulped, looking about the room for any means of escape. He noticed off to the side that Ru’s window was locked, something the young demon rarely did, if he recalled correctly...

“I planned on you coming here tonight,” Sesshomaru said, his voice critical, answering Inuyasha’s silent question of ‘Why is the window not open like it usually is?’

“P-Planned?” Ah, so Sesshomaru didn’t want him to run away... Inuyasha finally realized. Well, crap.

“Yes. I have been thinking of something, questioning it.”

“And, uh, w-what’s that?” Inuyasha stammered, looking over at the door next. Sesshomaru followed his mate’s gaze and glared at the slightly open door. Suddenly it snapped shut in a whoosh of conjured air and locked. Inuyasha shuddered. Shit.

“I was wondering...” Sesshomaru began again, turning his glowing eyes back to the hanyou pinned beneath him. “And please do give me an honest answer, Otouto. However, I have recently found myself speculating as to whether you were coming to this room to be with me, your mate, your lover and your Lord, or were you perhaps coming here to be with the mongrel who’s body I happen to inhabit? It would do you well to answer me directly, Inuyasha.”

One of Inuyasha’s ears started twitching frantically. Sesshomaru only ever called him by his given name when he was in trouble... Ahh, shit. This was bad. How was he supposed to answer tha-! Wait!

“Uh, well, you see... I was coming to wake you up, of course. We have business that needs to be handled,” the hanyou said, hoping he sounded as convincing as he wished he did. Well, it was true, he just... was gonna tumble a bit with Ru until his mate got so jealous he put the youngling into a deep cell within his mind.

Sesshomaru eyed Inuyasha critically, not exactly believing a word he had said.

“It’s true!” the half demon insisted. “We need to-!”

“So you’re saying that while you were... bathing this afternoon... with him, you weren’t just following your... baser urges?” Sesshomaru said distastefully, as he looked down at Inuyasha’s crotch from his straddling position. He knew how horny his hanyou could be... not to mention that it would be even worse now that they were in their destined descendant’s bodies which were so reminiscent of the ones they used to own themselves many, many centuries ago.

At the inquiry Inuyasha’s other ear joined the first one in its frantic movements as he caught sight of his Aniki’s (rather Ru’s) prominent genitalia. It wasn’t hard, no where near erect really, and the hanyou wanted desperately to change that now that his mate and he had been reunited, soul for soul.

Sensing the hanyou was about to protest once more (or jump him), even though his lie was quite evident, Sesshomaru began again. “You are telling me that you had no intention of touching him the way you did, allowing him to touch you the way he did...”

Inuyasha blushed, fire igniting his veins once more from the mere reminder (not to mention his hands were trying to stealthily move towards his mate’s hips).

“I thought as much,” Sesshomaru said, making to stand up and leave.

Damn it! He had been THISCLOSE to gripping that powerful, narrow waist of his lover but... ARGH! Catching sight of his Aniki’s angry face as he went over to the corner to step into some cotton pants (taking his sweet, teasing time), Inuyasha was fairly certain he was going to go find some innocent bystander and rip their flesh up into beef jerky. And then he’d probably eat it, the animal!

“N-No! Aniki! It’s not like that! I... Gods, the whole time I was with him, all I could think of was that it was you touching me! You!” Inuyasha blurted, turning even redder when his brother paused and just stared at him. “A-Aniki?”

After five minutes of absolute silence, where even the dead would find it unbearable, Sesshomaru’s features turned furious with a heated passion. He pinned the hanyou beneath him once more, rubbing his body against that of his half-clothed lover, delighting when the smaller male immediately pushed back into the embrace.

“If we did not share the same body, I would kill him in a most horrible, painful, appalling way,” the daiyoukai hissed, harshly biting one of Inuyasha’s twitchy appendages.

“H-Hai...” Inuyasha gasped, enjoying the possessive nipping.

“As it is, I can only torture him mentally... Something he has been enduring since you walked in to this house mid-afternoon, Otouto...” Sesshomaru trailed off for effect. He grinned, an evil glint popping into his luminous eyes as the one below just stared at him blankly.

It took Inuyasha a moment to figure out what that meant...

Wait a second...

“Y-You mean... You... You were-!!” Inuyasha panicked, suddenly, completely taken aback.

“Hai. I was the one that proceeded to seduce you in the shower... not the youngling,” Sesshomaru smirked in a very smug manner, bringing an enchanting blush to Inuyasha’s skin. “Did you not take notice of how I knew where to place my fingers on your flesh? Places that made you quiver and tremble from how absolutely dirty they felt? In the most private of your areas... Places only you and I would know about.”

Inuyasha was now sure he was completely hard. Gods... That had to be the hardest he’d ever come... the half demon salivated. Damn it, but his lover could be so wicked sometimes! The hanyou fussed internally at how cruel his mate could be, what with not telling him that it was him in the first place... Damn it, he could have had the sex of his life in that big shower but noooo! His brother just wanted to fondle and make out and cosplay as his current self! The tricky bastard!

In any case... Inuyasha slumped, allowing his muscles to relax. So did this mean that his lover had forgiven him for the stage thing?

Sesshomaru smirked above as the hanyou looked at him with hope in his naïve eyes.

“Do not think you will be let off without a very thorough punishment, Inuyasha. You must take responsibility for that which you have done. To have the audacity to even think you could get away with seducing another while believing this Sesshomaru to be hindered... That is insubordination and I, your Lord, will not tolerate it. You shall be punished accordingly.”

Eh. That doesn’t sound too promising, Inuyasha grimaced. “No thanks, I think I’ll pass. Besides,” the hanyou said, remembering his original reason for coming in here (aside from getting a bit of action on the side). “We have stuff to take care of, so let’s go-!”

Just as Inuyasha tried to sit up, he was pushed back down to the bed forcefully as Sesshomaru pressed more fully on the half demon, mouth moving to meet that of his brother’s.

And, as much as it pained him, Inuyasha had to deny another chapter of ‘Make Out Paradise’(1) with his Aniki. Shaking his head, the hanyou sternly said, “Not now, we need to go and talk to Him.”

Sesshomaru sighed. He had been so close... “Very well,” the daiyoukai began, backing up off his mate to stand and allow the slightly smaller male to get up. “But really, Otouto, I’m surprised you’re making this a priority, instead of relishing in our being reunited, soul for soul, after so many centuries,” the demon said coyly.

“You’re one to talk, asshole. You could have been like, ‘Hey, I’m here! I’ve got control of the body, let’s do it!’” Inuyasha snorted to himself.

“Indeed,” Sesshomaru sighed, shaking his head as they moved towards the exit.

“Besides, you were the one that said never to mix business with pleasure,” Inuyasha continued, unlocking the door and walking out, instead of waiting for the courtesy from his mate.

“I said that?” the daiyoukai asked following the half demon out of the room while looking up in speculation, as if the ceiling would give him his answer.

The hanyou gave his act a pointed but amused look and they slowly walked down the long corridor, toward the master staircase of the mansion.

“Ah, yes. I remember now. But that was back in the Edo period, baka,” Sesshomaru chastised. “And if I remember correctly, I wasn’t, how did you say it... ‘doing you’ at the time.”

“Yeah, well, you still said it,” the half demon retorted, grumbling. He halted at the head of the stairs, beside himself in embarrassment at his brother’s unbecoming use of slang.

“Yes,” Sesshomaru began. “But back then us being together was never an issue; now it is vital to mix our business with both our and our vessels’ pleasures, else... how are we to coexist?”

Inuyasha immediately narrowed his eyes, mentally scolding his mate for saying that last part about coexistence out loud.

Sesshomaru smirked, starting down the staircase. Inuyasha watched him, and then followed a moment after as the youkai began to say, “Do not worry, your Ru is in deaf seclusion; he cannot hear, nor will he remember what has transpired between now and when he regains consciousness. I trust you’ve already secluded the little one to those recesses of your mind as well?”

Inuyasha sniffed, guffawing, “Of course, teme. I seem to be the only one that cares, remotely, about our vessels’ welfares, both emotionally and mentally.”

“Perhaps a little too much,” Sesshomaru snipped, deliberately taking his own sweet time down the long staircase.

Inuyasha glared because while his lover was referring to his adulterous act of fooling around with Ru earlier, he himself had been talking of when his mate had gotten overly excited about getting out and stretching his mental legs, back when the boys had been wrestling in the living room a few days ago. Sesshomaru had forced what he deemed his inferior ego to retreat down a few levels, into a mental cell, but had not hindered the young man’s consciousness, allowing him to remember all that had transpired between him and Inuyasha’s vessel at the time.

Huffing again, the hanyou snipped right back with, “I can’t believe you did that... Forcing him into submission. And I’m not talking about my vessel, you dirty old dog. You practically raped Ru with that little stunt you pulled!” Well, mentally anyway, Inuyasha glowered internally.

“Myself, you mean?” Sesshomaru replied, amusement sparking in his eyes as he paused on his descent down the stairs, effectively halting his young mate’s progress as well.

“Yes, if you want to be technical, you raped yourself,” Inuyasha replied indignantly, rolling his eyes at his perverted mate’s insinuation.

“Well, I wouldn’t mind... raping you, right now, here on this stairwell,” Sesshomaru commented, his already low voice becoming husky with his lust. His eyes roved over his mate’s form hungrily, as he stepped forward and trapped the slightly smaller male against a wall.

“I told you, not now, teme! We need to do this as soon as possible. Unlike any of our previous vessels, these ones are clever; yours has already found a way to suppress you from gaining control over him.”

Sesshomaru remembered the event all too well, not having liked it one bit. The little bastard had actually had the audacity to duplicate his own actions; the one his mate referred to as ‘Ru’ had kept him conscious to all that had transpired between the youngling and HIS mate while all he could do was watch in growing fury, incapacitated..

Though he had to admit the thing that irked him the most about the situation on the high school stage was that his mate had known it wasn’t him, and yet proceeded to seduce Sesshomaru’s young vessel into sexual gratification anyways.

Inuyasha watched as his mate’s expression transform from dislike to annoyance to jealousy. He shook his head, saying, “And you had THAT coming to you, bastard. What with that little stunt you pulled the first time.”

Sesshomaru’s sour mood brightened considerably then and he smirked evilly, putting his mate on guard as he pressed up flush against his body again.

“Why, Otouto, you sound like you’re jealous.”

“You’re one to talk, asshole.”

“I only did it because I thought the little brat would panic into unconsciousness and allow you to gain control,” Sesshomaru pointed out as he leaned forward and started nipping and licking at his mate’s neck.

“That’s bullshit,” Inuyasha tried lamely, as he momentarily gave in to his mate’s arousing ministrations.

“Hardly,” Sesshomaru said as his hips moved forward, emphasizing the ‘hard’ part of the word.

Inuyasha made a strained sound, feeling his lover’s erection through his soft, cotton night pants.

The daiyoukai smirked, allowing his hands to grip his mate’s hips, moving his claws so that they could properly appreciate Inuyasha’s assets within the cloth confines. Mmm, going commando, are we, Otouto? Sesshomaru licked his lips.

“I can’t help it if he enjoyed his brother’s... attentions. Besides, it’s the first step in getting them to accept our feelings, let alone theirs.”

“We can’t force them into this kind of relationship so quickly, Aniki,” Inuyasha observed as he gripped Sesshomaru’s shoulders, enjoying the other’s claws kneading his ass. It reminded him of other things that kneaded him back there...

“And why not? If we do not contribute our own input, as it were, they will never accept the other as their life mate. Do you want that, Otouto? If they decline their true feelings for the other we will surely never be unable to do anything remotely close to this again.”

“Argh...” Inuyasha gave out a frustrated moan, then gulped, trying to regain some semblance of control over his, and his lover’s, baser urges. “They don’t call them life mate’s these days, you old dog. They’re called wives, husbands, lover’s... uh, boyfriends, I guess.” Inuyasha snorted the last part out, finding it highly amusing.

Sesshomaru joined him in his chuckles for a moment before continuing the delicious journey his hands and mouth were making on his brother’s person.

“Unng,” Inuyasha groaned, licking his lips with purpose in mind. “Would you stop doing that with your hands! We have business we need to get through first.”

“Mm, yes we do, but it can wait,” the demon said, resuming his licks and nips at his mate’s neck. Gods how he wanted to be wrapped in the tight, warm heat of this body...

“Sesshomaru,” Inuyasha’s voice warned dangerously, hand moving to grab the shelled arch of the youkai lord’s ear.

Sesshomaru grimaced at the reprimanding pinch, begrudgingly relenting in his ministrations.

“Very well, have it your way,” the demon said reluctantly, backing down the stairs, and giving Inuyasha his personal bubble of space back so they could collect themselves. The daiyoukai gave his brother a bored look as he scratched at his temple in agitation. “Be glad that my vessel is unconscious to this, because otherwise he would never let me live down the fact that you obviously hold the dominance in this relationship. Whoever said seme’s were in charge clearly got their definitions mixed up.”

Inuyasha laughed aloud, his feet moving down the stairs. “While I may have charge of this relationship...” He stopped on the step above his lover to whisper lowly, “you dominate me in the bedroom,” and then took off down the stairs, leaving an aroused, wide-eyed Sesshomaru near the top.

Sesshomaru raised a brow in amusement and walked down to the foot of the stairs to join his awaiting, smug otouto. “Fair enough,” he replied, continuing to walk with his mate down a shorter hall on the first floor to the kitchen.

As they turned the corner they were greeted with a, “I’m surprised that you two would stop molesting each other in the hallway just to come talk to little, old me.”

Both demon lord and half-demon merely grinned openly at the man sitting at the table with a cup of coffee held near his mouth, eyes shinning in an even more ancient, devious way then theirs did.

“Oyaji,”(2) Inuyasha acknowledged.

“Chichi-ue,” Sesshomaru said as well, nodding.

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it, sons?” InuTaishou said, taking a sip of his coffee. He set the mug down and smirked along with his only children.

Ah, tonight was definitely going to be full of interesting things it seemed.


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(1) Make Out Paradise (by Jiraiya, one of the legendary Sannin) is the first smut book Kakashi (from Naruto) reads in the anime (from a series).

(2) Oyaji: I’m not sure if I spelled that right, but Inuyasha says it in the third movie (near the end when his father “leaves”). It means “old man, with respect.”