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Prologue and the Age of Hanyou
Title: Servant Boy
Author: Demitria Miriam
Rating: R
Pairing: Sesshomaru x Inuyasha
Warnings: AU! Yaoi!
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha and make no money off this piece of fiction.
Summary: In a world where youkai are considered less than human and kept as servants to the royal ningen families, Sesshomaru does the unthinkable and falls in love with his lord and master, Inuyasha. (seme!Sess x uke!Inu)
~ * ~
Prologue
The Age of Youkai had been well since over for more than a millennia. Such beings had once been revered as gods; ethereal, divine, frightening creatures possessing unearthly powers that could do anything from make the wind blow coolly against the waters edge to summoning up a vicious tsunami that devastated half the continent. These... creatures could not be allowed to roam free at their own discretion. Their powers, those spells they held within their bodies surely had to have been cursed on them by the Great Kami’s enemy. That was the only feasible reasoning peasants and royalty of the ningen clans across the island could come up with, because, surely, Kami-sama would not bestow such terrifying, godly powers upon such lowly scabs of existence.
And naturally, after many, many years of consideration and careful planning the humans finally found a way to suppress the powers of such ominous, evil beings.
Though, it is to be said that this was no easy task, especially considering the short span of a human’s life to that of a demon’s. In all reality it was a conspiracy, held within bloodlines, hidden within the royal families of ningens for generations until the right time came, where it was to be written in historical scrolls later in life, of how the Age of Youkai ended, and the Age of Feudal Japan began.
It came to that time, several centuries later when the plan was established and found to be foolproof; ready to be used at the drop of a gaze.
Over the decades, beings that could rival that of a demon’s youki emerged, slowly, yet surely. This discovery wasn’t realized right away, however, but as the years progressed these gifted entities which had been bestowed upon earth by Kami-sama found their calling.
And that calling was in the destruction of all evil that resided within the world. These few but powerful people were called mikos, selected beings holding pure, heavenly powers, even said to have been the descendants of the gods themselves. With their powers of purity they were able to subdue the demonic aura of all youkai. And instead of killing them off to ensure none of their kind caused turmoil in the world again, they were kept as slaves to the wealthy human families around the Continent.
However, where demons were considered impure, dirty and all around evil incarnated, a new race, the Hanyous, would be seen as gods that walked upon the earth. Not only would these miraculous beings hold the powers of youkai, but also the spiritual powers of a human. While the mere thought of a coupling between a demon and human was looked down upon, the creation that would grow inside the female’s body was what mattered. Hanyous, as they would later be called, would be the Children of the Future, the ones that would bring harmony and peace to the warring states era they were currently living in.
And one child in particular would be especially valued. His name was to be Inuyasha, son of Lady Izayoi, soon-to-be heir to his mother’s fortune and title as Ruler of the West.
~ * ~
Chapter 1: The Age of Hanyou
The young master had been born on a relatively clear night, the moon high above the castle, shining good fortune on the soon to be complicated birth of the heir of the Western Lands.
Lady Izayoi, the current ruler of the domain, had been in labor for nearly twelve hours. It would a miracle if the infant was born by late evening. After all, carrying the child of a demonic creature was a hardship all in its own. But this child... this was her child, too. And regardless if this baby was unplanned and conceived from an unfortunate, horrible event, she would keep him, love him and raise him the same as she would had this been done out of love... and not... not because of a stupid, foolish mistake.
Her human blood, as selfish and prideful as it was, would not give this child up, no matter what. She was sure that this baby would be powerful, she could feel it. Not only would he or she have the spiritual powers her clan had passed down to her, but also the mysterious ones acquired from the father, a nameless dog demon as far as she was concerned.
Her baby, her soon to be heir, was a half breed, or rather, a hanyou, a half demon, as Izayoi had decided to call it; the name itself was foreign to everyone else but herself. After all this child was neither ningen nor youkai, a being that had a place in both worlds, yet such a birth had never been heard of up until this point, and therefore required a new word of its own to be known by.
A hanyou. A child of mixed blood.
It had been said in ancient lore, as well as recorded in the scrolls of their history, that human females never made it through the pregnancy of carrying the child of a demon. There were stories where the child would claw out of its mother’s belly at only a month into the gestation period, where she would bleed from such a grievance wound and perish in her own blood. Or where the child wouldn’t eat the human food its mother provided for it and instead turned on itself, or the innards of its warm, fleshy vessel, effectively killing both child and mother.
It was unheard of.
It was a thing of nightmares and sometimes irrational fear.
It was the superstition of mankind that had continued the heated and untrusting relationship between human and demon, this Izayoi believed. However, she could not condemn such ways of thinking because she too had held such fear in her mind. But now... now she held understanding in her heart, as well as caution, and all because of the young one that had been growing inside of her steadily, healthily, for the past eight and a half months.
Though she held hope far above her fear of what society was to think when her child was born because it had been prophesized by her family many, many generations ago that something like this would happen. It had read that, ‘From an unfortunate event there will be fortune in the form of a child prodigy. A child unlike any other born before.’
This child, her child, would bring on the Age of Hanyou, a new race to the world, a new specie that was never given a chance in the world before now.
A being that was to be revered as a god among mankind, walking about freely on earth in a humanoid form, a being that was to be called a hanyou.
- - -
Five years had past since the birth of the young master of the House of the West. Five years had come and gone like the wind’s wistful breeze, and now the boy was held in the highest regard by not only the West but by the other regions of the Continent as well.
It was the story of miracles, a child that was conceived by a human and demon joining. Not only would the child become proficient in his ruling of the human domain, he would be able to defend his country with his demonic powers, terrifying all around with the threat of a gods wrath.
This god, this child prodigy was named Inuyasha. Five summers old and he was already high spirited, curious and loyal. Since his birth the entire court had fallen in love with him, as had the wait staff been charmed by his mysterious spell.
Though Inuyasha quickly became somewhat of a problem child. His nannies and guards would go dismissed by the young lord as the hanyou sought other, more interesting playmates. Though when he couldn’t find any he would look for other ways to entertain himself, usually ending up with destroying the kitchen or sending all the maids flying in many directions when entering the laundry room.
Izayoi came to the conclusion that her son apparently wanted someone around his age to indulge in, not someone that told him what he had to do, what he couldn’t do and, no, Inuyasha, that’s not the proper way you should act. No, what he needed was a child friend, someone he could get into trouble with... Izayoi wasn’t very fond of the idea but wanted her son to be happy, and if the destruction of her castle was that something then so be it.
The search for the perfect companion for Inuyasha began with the children of the Council members. However, every single one of those children had been rejected by the young prince if the rash, slew of blubbering and fits was anything to go by.
Slightly perturbed by this, Izayoi tried a last resort, and reached out to the youths among the servants of the castle.
They, too, had been rejected, save for one young boy by the name of Sesshomaru.
~ * ~
Author's Note: Dummmdadadum! Oh my... the servant is... Sesshomaru?! Also, thank you so much to all that reviewed! I'm glad you like the idea! Unfortunately (and this is to those that e-mailed me about this) this is not going to be an mpreg (I don't write those). Power to those that can write them though! lol.
Author: Demitria Miriam
Rating: R
Pairing: Sesshomaru x Inuyasha
Warnings: AU! Yaoi!
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha and make no money off this piece of fiction.
Summary: In a world where youkai are considered less than human and kept as servants to the royal ningen families, Sesshomaru does the unthinkable and falls in love with his lord and master, Inuyasha. (seme!Sess x uke!Inu)
Prologue
The Age of Youkai had been well since over for more than a millennia. Such beings had once been revered as gods; ethereal, divine, frightening creatures possessing unearthly powers that could do anything from make the wind blow coolly against the waters edge to summoning up a vicious tsunami that devastated half the continent. These... creatures could not be allowed to roam free at their own discretion. Their powers, those spells they held within their bodies surely had to have been cursed on them by the Great Kami’s enemy. That was the only feasible reasoning peasants and royalty of the ningen clans across the island could come up with, because, surely, Kami-sama would not bestow such terrifying, godly powers upon such lowly scabs of existence.
And naturally, after many, many years of consideration and careful planning the humans finally found a way to suppress the powers of such ominous, evil beings.
Though, it is to be said that this was no easy task, especially considering the short span of a human’s life to that of a demon’s. In all reality it was a conspiracy, held within bloodlines, hidden within the royal families of ningens for generations until the right time came, where it was to be written in historical scrolls later in life, of how the Age of Youkai ended, and the Age of Feudal Japan began.
It came to that time, several centuries later when the plan was established and found to be foolproof; ready to be used at the drop of a gaze.
Over the decades, beings that could rival that of a demon’s youki emerged, slowly, yet surely. This discovery wasn’t realized right away, however, but as the years progressed these gifted entities which had been bestowed upon earth by Kami-sama found their calling.
And that calling was in the destruction of all evil that resided within the world. These few but powerful people were called mikos, selected beings holding pure, heavenly powers, even said to have been the descendants of the gods themselves. With their powers of purity they were able to subdue the demonic aura of all youkai. And instead of killing them off to ensure none of their kind caused turmoil in the world again, they were kept as slaves to the wealthy human families around the Continent.
However, where demons were considered impure, dirty and all around evil incarnated, a new race, the Hanyous, would be seen as gods that walked upon the earth. Not only would these miraculous beings hold the powers of youkai, but also the spiritual powers of a human. While the mere thought of a coupling between a demon and human was looked down upon, the creation that would grow inside the female’s body was what mattered. Hanyous, as they would later be called, would be the Children of the Future, the ones that would bring harmony and peace to the warring states era they were currently living in.
And one child in particular would be especially valued. His name was to be Inuyasha, son of Lady Izayoi, soon-to-be heir to his mother’s fortune and title as Ruler of the West.
Chapter 1: The Age of Hanyou
The young master had been born on a relatively clear night, the moon high above the castle, shining good fortune on the soon to be complicated birth of the heir of the Western Lands.
Lady Izayoi, the current ruler of the domain, had been in labor for nearly twelve hours. It would a miracle if the infant was born by late evening. After all, carrying the child of a demonic creature was a hardship all in its own. But this child... this was her child, too. And regardless if this baby was unplanned and conceived from an unfortunate, horrible event, she would keep him, love him and raise him the same as she would had this been done out of love... and not... not because of a stupid, foolish mistake.
Her human blood, as selfish and prideful as it was, would not give this child up, no matter what. She was sure that this baby would be powerful, she could feel it. Not only would he or she have the spiritual powers her clan had passed down to her, but also the mysterious ones acquired from the father, a nameless dog demon as far as she was concerned.
Her baby, her soon to be heir, was a half breed, or rather, a hanyou, a half demon, as Izayoi had decided to call it; the name itself was foreign to everyone else but herself. After all this child was neither ningen nor youkai, a being that had a place in both worlds, yet such a birth had never been heard of up until this point, and therefore required a new word of its own to be known by.
A hanyou. A child of mixed blood.
It had been said in ancient lore, as well as recorded in the scrolls of their history, that human females never made it through the pregnancy of carrying the child of a demon. There were stories where the child would claw out of its mother’s belly at only a month into the gestation period, where she would bleed from such a grievance wound and perish in her own blood. Or where the child wouldn’t eat the human food its mother provided for it and instead turned on itself, or the innards of its warm, fleshy vessel, effectively killing both child and mother.
It was unheard of.
It was a thing of nightmares and sometimes irrational fear.
It was the superstition of mankind that had continued the heated and untrusting relationship between human and demon, this Izayoi believed. However, she could not condemn such ways of thinking because she too had held such fear in her mind. But now... now she held understanding in her heart, as well as caution, and all because of the young one that had been growing inside of her steadily, healthily, for the past eight and a half months.
Though she held hope far above her fear of what society was to think when her child was born because it had been prophesized by her family many, many generations ago that something like this would happen. It had read that, ‘From an unfortunate event there will be fortune in the form of a child prodigy. A child unlike any other born before.’
This child, her child, would bring on the Age of Hanyou, a new race to the world, a new specie that was never given a chance in the world before now.
A being that was to be revered as a god among mankind, walking about freely on earth in a humanoid form, a being that was to be called a hanyou.
Five years had past since the birth of the young master of the House of the West. Five years had come and gone like the wind’s wistful breeze, and now the boy was held in the highest regard by not only the West but by the other regions of the Continent as well.
It was the story of miracles, a child that was conceived by a human and demon joining. Not only would the child become proficient in his ruling of the human domain, he would be able to defend his country with his demonic powers, terrifying all around with the threat of a gods wrath.
This god, this child prodigy was named Inuyasha. Five summers old and he was already high spirited, curious and loyal. Since his birth the entire court had fallen in love with him, as had the wait staff been charmed by his mysterious spell.
Though Inuyasha quickly became somewhat of a problem child. His nannies and guards would go dismissed by the young lord as the hanyou sought other, more interesting playmates. Though when he couldn’t find any he would look for other ways to entertain himself, usually ending up with destroying the kitchen or sending all the maids flying in many directions when entering the laundry room.
Izayoi came to the conclusion that her son apparently wanted someone around his age to indulge in, not someone that told him what he had to do, what he couldn’t do and, no, Inuyasha, that’s not the proper way you should act. No, what he needed was a child friend, someone he could get into trouble with... Izayoi wasn’t very fond of the idea but wanted her son to be happy, and if the destruction of her castle was that something then so be it.
The search for the perfect companion for Inuyasha began with the children of the Council members. However, every single one of those children had been rejected by the young prince if the rash, slew of blubbering and fits was anything to go by.
Slightly perturbed by this, Izayoi tried a last resort, and reached out to the youths among the servants of the castle.
They, too, had been rejected, save for one young boy by the name of Sesshomaru.
Author's Note: Dummmdadadum! Oh my... the servant is... Sesshomaru?! Also, thank you so much to all that reviewed! I'm glad you like the idea! Unfortunately (and this is to those that e-mailed me about this) this is not going to be an mpreg (I don't write those). Power to those that can write them though! lol.