Troubles

 

Author: Yashahime

Pairing: Inuyasha/Sesshoumaru

Warnings: Yaoi, Mpreg and anything else I come up with...

Time Period: Feudal Era.... 75 years after the ending of Final Act.

I do not own “Inuyasha”, I am not making money of this...Please feed the author..

 

 

Ch.1...Obsessions...Transgressions...

 

To say he was majorly 'fucked' was an understatement. Hell, it was the understatement of the century... Why the fuck didn't he listen to Myoga... Heaven only knows... His fucking pride got the best of him again... That's why he was in the mess he was now.. Running as fast as his feet could take him through the forest. Hoping against hope the snow and wind storm currently ravaging the area would be enough to hide his scent from the lust driven demons that where currently on his tail. As he ran Kagome kept entering his mind. Telling him through his thoughts not to give up. She'd made him promise on her death bed that he'd keep on living. That he'd keep on trying. That he wouldn't let grief over take him. She'd died 10 short years earlier... A happy old woman asleep in his arms; On that night he'd howled and cried. He still looked the same, maybe a bit more taller, a bit more stronger looking. He was a full adult inu now. Her last gift to him had been to remove the rosary beads from around his neck. They hadn't been used in over 75 years... None the less... She still removed them. So no other miko could use them against him after she passed. Several had tried in the years they'd been married. Kagome had fought them all seething with rage that someone had dared to try such a thing against her Inu.

 

That she'd loved him so much was the only thing that kept him going. That and the promises. Though truthfully he didn't know how to do so. The first 5 years after she'd died had been the hardest. He'd gone on a rampage in those years. Going into the countryside killing every demon he came into contact with. Not that it was many. Few dared to enter his forest anymore. His legend had grown. Few even dared call him 'hanyou'... Even less so all the other words they'd used on him before.



After the rage of his mate's loss passed, he'd calmed. He'd spent time with Kouga and his pack. Playing hell with his cups, and with Kouga. Much to Ayame's dismay. A visit from Inuyasha meant a wrecked cave to her. Kouga was a 'Wolf Lord' now. His father had passed years earlier, So Kouga loved when the 'inu-koro' came for visits, he was the only person that still treated him like he was still normal and not just 'the lord' and 'pack-leader'. Of course Inuyasha didn't give five fucks what Kouga was now... To him he was still the 'wimpy wolf'.

Much of the rest of the 10 years had been spent with Miroku's and Sango's kids. Helping them keep going after their parents had passed. Both girls where now married and off in other villages with their husbands... While Miroku's only son was now training as a monk much as his father was.

That left Inuyasha once again with nothing to do but care for Shippou, who due to his being a demon was still very much a child. Older than he had been, but still considered very much a child by demonic standards. To think only he and Shippou lived now from his original pack. It made him sad when he thought about it.

An unruly root and his foot met and it landed him face down rolling on the snow, cutting his mental trip through time short, and making him curse out loud after another tree had been kind enough to break his rolling, by having him go splat against it. A few more curses and he rubbed his head. He realized he had no time to spend on head bumps and rushed up, racing once again. How long had he been running now? He didn't even know. One look up at the sky and the setting sun told him he'd been running half a day already. Even he had his limits and he knew it.

 

The forest grew silent... He stopped after the scents running after him suddenly died down, making him curious. Not that he was going to go investigate why mind you. No sir. He scented the air, nothing... Maybe the snow storm was playing tricks on him. He ran ahead just in case. After another hour of running, he figured they really had given up. He made a few circles in the snow to make sure he'd lost them and then took to the tree tops. It was harder with the wind to run up here, but he was left with little choice. He didn't want anyone following him.

 

With Shippou off in kitsune classes, he only had to fend for himself. After another 20 or so minutes he 'd made it back to his favorite winter retreat. A big cave hidden from the outside world by a huge stone. As he got there he made sure no one was following him for sure, once satisfied he moved the stone and went inside. Then sealed the cave once again from the inside since he wasn't planning on coming out again till his 'problem' passed. He had enough provisions in the cave anyway.

 

Now safe and secure he looked around the cave, seeing everything still intact and that there were no strange scents only his, and an old scent of the fox kit, he relaxed a bit and went over. Made a fire, and then went to the back of the cave. Got out some meat he'd hunted in the morning and put it to cook over the fire. With that done he went to the very back of the cave, took off his clothing and sunk into the hot spring that was there. The heat from the water relaxing his sore muscles.