Sesshomaru-Inuyasha BIA: Chapter 1

All of the InuYasha characters are owned by Rumiko Takahashi except my oc's.

This is a fanfic centering around Sesshomaru as the primary character with Inuyasha and Sesshomaru's crew with several OC's created by me.

The battle over the shikon no tama is over and the youkai lord made a silent vow to his chichi-ue that he would stop fighting with his younger brother and try to make peace.

But is 200 years of previous hatred between them too much for them to overcome?

My goal is to try to get the two brothers to be friends, try to keep them in character as much as possible and add a romantic interest for Sesshomaru that will be introduced later in the story and I may even introduce one for Inuyasha.

The first several chapters are of Sesshomaru and Inuyasha trying to connect to each other, but unfortunately, it's not an easy transition. The first of several of my oc's will be introduced in a chapter called I, Sesshomaru, Protect No One. Hope you stick around and enjoy!

I must warn you, some of the overall general early interaction between Sesshomaru and Inuyasha, are based loosely on a concept I picked up from a former dA member by the name of Hella. (The concept of Sesshomaru healing Inuyasha, Sesshomaru wanting Rin to be trained in self-defense as well as the confrontation of the two brothers). But I did write it myself, and I'm certain I have veered off in an entirely different direction to incorporate my new oc's. In truth, even though I want them to be friends, I guess I didn't really want to have to rethink their early problems. I just wanted to get quickly to the parts where they begin to settle down. But I hope it is not offensive to Hella or her readers. If you do, let me know and I'll see about trying to remove those early chapters or change them more.

I hope you enjoy and can kindly provide feedback.
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殺生丸  ＆  犬夜叉:  きょうだい イン  甲鉄
Sesshomaru & Inuyasha: Kyoudai in Kōtetsu 
Sesshomaru & Inuyasha: Brothers  in Arms

章 1: 一端 1 -- 更 開始
Shō  1: Ittan  1 -- Shinki  Kaishi
Chapter 1: Part 1 -- A New Beginning

A powerful scent forced him to stop. It was as brash and repulsive as ever; a pathetic reminder of the past. Such useless memories displeased him. He had no desire to revisit wretched recollections left behind by that despicable hanyou. But here they lurked, hovering in the hollows of nearby caverns. Mementos of that filthy vermin--Naraku.

He had left a number of nasty creatures lurking in his stead. Beasts that existed for one purpose -- food. Human food. Human's from that nearby village. Rin was much too close for them to be ignored.

The youkai lord had no tolerance for such parasites; their very existence was like a personal affront to him, as he recalled the havoc they'd wreaked. With a tight grip around its tsuka and a smooth delicate tug, Bakusaiga sang its sweet metallic song as Sesshomaru pulled the sword from his heko-obi and prepared for their ultimate destruction.

Acknowledging its master's will, his sword vibrated with pulses of intense electrical energy until he released it, swinging the blade toward the strong youkai scent. Penetrating the edges of the small nearby cavern, the sword's power sought its hidden prey, exploding through the walls, piercing the youkai bodies as they shattered into nothingness.

Re-sheathing his blade, Sesshomaru paused long enough to wonder why Inuyasha had not taken care of these useless creatures. This was his territory. He did live less than 20 miles away in that human village, after all.

It had been three months since Naraku was killed and over a month since he had left Rin in that village. It was something he had not wanted to do, and of course, she had not wanted to stay. But he had told her it would be temporary, and had promised he would return often to see her. Keeping promises was not something he relished doing...; no; it was not something that he ever did, because he did not make any.  Rin, though, was different. She had a way about her. He remembered he had been stunned when she had demanded he promise out loud. That's what she had said; 'promise out loud, my lord.' And so, she had compelled him to do something out of character. But, of course, that had not been the first time. Having her in his life at all, had been out of character.

"L-o-o-oord Shessho-o-o-omaruuu!" Jaken bellowed from the distance, as tiny feet scampered to catch up; but Sesshomaru continued his steady pace, moving in the direction of the village; paying little attention to the little youkai that followed in his wake. He had not seen Rin in three weeks, and he knew she would be looking for him; another sign of how his life had changed -- fulfilling obligations. He had accepted these changes, but he had often found himself wondering why.

As he had been doing more lately than ever before, Sesshomaru reflected on his chichi-ue's question to him on the night he had died.

Do you have something to protect?

Now, he wondered if he was becoming more like him, although he had always considered Inuyasha to be the one who would follow in his footsteps in that regard. He had never considered himself a protector of anything or anyone, but that young girl had--What? He knew somehow he had changed and it had all started with her.

"Lord Sesshomaru, are we going to see Rin?" Jaken asked. He was now shuffling a few feet behind Sesshomaru's heel; but yet again, Sesshomaru offered no response.

'I thought once Rin was gone, me Lord would be more responsive to me,' Jaken thought to himself, 'but he seems to be even more withdrawn than ever before. Ohhh, why does he treat his loyal servant so rudely?'

Emerging from the forest, Sesshomaru came to a stop as a gust of wind wafted across his face, encircling him; whispering through his long strands of silver-white hair. Tilting his head upward, he scented the air, then turned his head and scented again. Another scent he would always recognize. It too, was brash and loud, just like he was--parading around like a skilled artisan which he was not; and why? Because he possessed a sword, nothing more. A sword also bequeathed to him; a sword so convoluted, it bore little resemblance to the original one left to him by their chichi-ue. A sword he flung around with such unwarranted enthusiasm it left little doubt of his inexperience. His brother--Inuyasha.

But there was something that was somehow different about him now. His scent seemed somehow stronger. It was not the same as before when his blood had scented more like their chichi-ue's and his own. Now, there was what? More pain; more confusion; just more.

The youkai lord closed his eyes. Hanyou though he was, he was still his half-brother, his chichi-ue's second son. The brother he had forsaken long ago; the brother who even now, he barely communicated with. A connection or rather lack of one; that left him wondering. Was this yet another evolution his life would be forced to endure?

For now, he would do nothing about him. His chichi-ue, for certain, would want him to do something about that one day, but not now. Their paths were once more separated. It was best to leave it that way. Besides, his assistance, he knew, would not be appreciated.

"Is something the matter me lord?" Jaken asked, studying Sesshomaru as the youkai lord opened his eyes and breathed a little heavier than usual.

The village was not far, but he wanted to assure himself of Rin's safety. He would also have the advantage of surveying the area from the air.  "I'm going to fly Jaken," Sesshomaru offered.

"Yes me lord," Jaken responded giddily, scurrying to his master's side as he climbed onto Sesshomaru's furred mokomoko, grateful to be acknowledged by his lord, even if indirectly.

After a few minutes, the pair arrived at the miko's hut and Sesshomaru hovered just above it. To his surprise, it was quiet, nothing seemed amiss. Coming to a stop, Sesshomaru touched down.

Lowering himself to the ground, Jaken scurried toward the door.

"Lord Sesshomaru! Master Jaken!" Rin squealed with delight, jumping to her feet when Sesshomaru pushed back the covering to the miko's door and stepped into the hut.

"I've missed you both so much," she ran up and wrapped her arms around Jaken.

"Stop it you foolish girl," Jaken yapped with annoyance as he struggled to disengage her grip.

"Rin, have you been faring well?" Sesshomaru asked without emphasis.

"Oh yes my lord," Rin said, springing to an almost military-like attention, as she directed her focus to her beloved lord. Her back was erect, her hands plastered at her sides, her little feet aligned; then her small waist bent forward, to acknowledge him. "And how are you? And Master Jaken?  And how is Ah-Un?" she fired in rapid succession; almost breathlessly as she seemed to want to know everything they had done since she'd been gone.

"We're all fine," Jaken snapped a reply. Generally, he behaved as if it was his responsibility to discipline the child and, if at all possible, to stifle her over exuberance which he always felt was in excess.

"How are you Miko," Sesshomaru asked, acknowledging Kaede sitting in a darkened corner.

"I'm well, and ye?" Kaede responded, her single eye studying him rather uncertainly, as she pushed her stiff, old body from her perch and hobbled toward the door. It was pointless to complain that he had entered without first announcing his arrival. She was certain he had never knocked at a single door in his life. Who would stop him?

Kaede never knew how to react to Sesshomaru. Inuyasha often complained about his heartlessness. But Rin cared for him and he seemed to care for her, but this full blooded daiyoukai left her feeling…, quite uncomfortable to say the least. He was a contradiction to her. He didn't even seem to care for his own brother, yet he cared for a human child.

With her thoughts slipping to Inuyasha, Kaede decided she was useless here anyway, so she'd best go see how he was doing.  He hadn't fared well since Kagome had returned to her own time and Miroku and Sango had departed together to build a home. She didn't even know the last time Inuyasha had eaten. He spent most of his time pining away at the bone-eaters well, which was turning out to be an unhealthy thing, not to mention he was scaring half of the villagers. "I'll leave ye alone for a little," she said before departing.

"Rin, what have you been doing since last we were here?" Sesshomaru asked once Kaede had stepped outside.

"Oh yes my lord, Kaede-san has taught me many things," Rin exclaimed as she knelt on a rug that had many plants strewn across it. She had been helping the miko sort through a variety of herbs and spices that they intended to distribute to the villagers. Now, she was anxious to display her knowledge. Her lord had said he wanted her to learn a few things before he could take her back.

Although knowledge in general was a good thing, Sesshomaru was more concerned about her learning how to defend herself, if at all possible.

"This is a palm plant," Rin said, holding up a long golden bushy looking plant. "It can help prevent pain from an infection.  So Master Jaken you won't have to worry next time," she said giggling as she turned to smile at the little imp. "I'll be able to take care of you."

"Hmmph," Jaken grumbled, folding his arms and pointing his nose and beak upward, annoyed that she should single him out as the one who would get hurt. "I don't need you to take care of me, you silly girl."

"This one is A Low Vera," Rin said, unaware that she had pronounced the name incorrectly as she picked up a green prickly looking plant. "Kaede-san says it's great for treating wounds and rashes." Putting the plant down, Rin scooted across the rug. "This one is ginger, it helps stomach aches and it's good for colds," she began to reach for another plant, but stopped.

She had grown silent, then rose from her knees, her eyes unfocused and darting about, "Lord Sesshomaru?" Rin began, still holding onto the ginger plant; her large brown eyes not quite having the courage to look at him.

Sesshomaru fixed his gaze upon his young charge, "What is it?" His voice was calm; as it generally was when he spoke to her.

"Umm," Rin started, again coming to an attention-like stance; dangling the ginger plant at her side. "Inuyasha-san isn't well," she explained, certain his brother would be as concerned as she. "Kaede-san says these plants can't help him," she paused for a moment. "Can you?" she asked at last.

Without changing his expression, Sesshomaru's golden-eyed gaze remained fixed upon her once vibrant face, now saddened in a manner he had never seen before. She looked back at him with large innocent eyes that had no idea of the distance between himself and his brother.

"Wha-a-at? You foolish girl," Jaken snapped.

Startled by his sharp tone, Rin jumped backward, raising her arm to her face.

"Lord Sesshomaru doesn't care about that stupid hanyou."

"Oooh," Rin said with little hope, looking down at her feet. It was as if her heart had crashed to the floor.

Sesshomaru felt a tug at his own chest. This was it; she had that way of appealing to Sesshomaru's better angel. Something he would never have believed he possessed. But he did not wish to disappoint her. Clearly, she was concerned about Inuyasha and wanted Sesshomaru to do something about him. She believed he could fix anything. The youkai lord pondered the benefits. Inuyasha was his brother, hanyou though he was. But, was Inuyasha also his problem?

"Jaken" Sesshomaru barked, "Leave her be!" he ordered; his gaze sharp as he focused on the little youkai.

"Ooohhh," Jaken whined, "Yes me lord."

Sesshomaru lifted his head, focusing his gaze on nothing in particular. He had overheard Rin asking Jaken about Inuyasha on many occasions. Although he knew she had difficulty understanding how two bothers could be so distant, he had never tried explaining any of it. He could not. Their relationship, or more accurately, lack of one, defied explanation.

"Where is he?" Sesshomaru asked, returning his attention to Rin. He knew of her desire to be involved and asked simply to provide her that comfort. From what he had scented earlier, he knew Inuyasha was nearby.

"Me Lord?" Jaken queried puzzled, turning and staring up at Sesshomaru; amazed that he had shown any interest at all.

"At the bone-eaters-well," Rin said with new hope, looking up toward Sesshomaru. Her large vibrant brown eyes now sparkled with vitality and life. "He's always there," she explained further "he doesn't do anything."

"Jaken, stay with Rin," Sesshomaru gave a final order before turning and leaving the hut.

"Lord Sesshomaru, where are you going?" Jaken screeched behind him as his lord made his way through the door; although he already knew. With his addled brain, the little imp never seemed to realize his unnecessary questions were one of the primary reasons Sesshomaru spent little time responding to him.

Stepping outside of the miko's hut, Sesshomaru paused to take in a couple of whiffs of air, then lifted himself. He had already scented Inuyasha nearby and knew his scent was more pungent than usual, which told Sesshomaru that his little brother was not his normal self, but at that time, he had not cared to investigate.

A short ride later, Sesshomaru found himself hovering above Inuyasha's and the miko's heads.

"Huh?" Inuyasha bounded to his feet, his stance fighting ready, his hands resting lightly on the tsuka of his sword, his eyes glaring up at the approaching figure whose scent had permeated his senses. "Sesshomaru, what the heck are you doing here?"

"Stay your sword, Inuyasha," Sesshomaru directed as he lowered himself to the ground, his glance diverting toward the miko.

With understanding, Kaede offered her departures after asking Sesshomaru if he would return. Turning his head, he looked over his shoulder just before she departed, but offered no other response.

"I asked you a question, Sesshomaru," Inuyasha persisted, his heart pumping with anger. "What the heck are you doing here?"

"Stop your barking Inuyasha." Sesshomaru gave his brother a quick perusal taking in his disheveled appearance then did the same to the surrounding area. "I was just about to ask you that." There were pieces of dead creatures scattered around the well, torn apart by Inuyasha's claws.

"So you've taken to killing meager pests now, have you?"  Not waiting for or wanting a response, Sesshomaru directed a piercing golden glare down his nose toward the hanyou. "Do you no longer clean yourself, or have you grown accustomed to your own stench? How can you determine when someone is coming until it is too late?"

"Wha--? Huh?" Inuyasha blurted dumbly, then lowered his head to take a whiff of himself. He had to admit, the smell was indeed strong -- sweat, dirt, the long day. He hadn't even detected Sesshomaru until he was overhead. "What the heck do you care?" he grumbled, plopping his bottom back onto the ground, crossing his legs beneath him, as he sat on his haunches.

"So your intention is to bring shame upon our family, is it?" Sesshomaru declared with disgust. This hanyou could be more than a little trying.

"Shut the heck up Sesshomaru," Inuyasha shot back. "And what should you care what I do?" As if finally hearing Sesshomaru's words, he added, "And what freaking family? We've never had a family."

"Perhaps not," Sesshomaru said, as he narrowed his gaze at him. "But you will not bring shame to me." His voice grew brush an indication that he refused to be disrespected. Extruding his mokomoko with lightning speed, Sesshomaru wrapped it around Inuyasha's body, crushing and locking his arms in place before his brother could blink.

"What the heck are you doing, Sesshomaru?" Inuyasha howled, twisting furiously as he strained to dislodge the vice-like grip surrounding his body.

Without answering, Sesshomaru lifted them both into the air and darted deeper into the forest. He could smell the cool scent of fresh water up ahead. Reaching his destination, Sesshomaru floated above the center of the lake, released his mokomoko and plunged Inuyasha deep into the water.

Hitting the water with a hefty splash, the icy cold wetness sent shivers up his spine. Inuyasha floundered beneath the water for a few moments, his hair blinding white massive clumps circling his head before he found his footing on the slippery rocks below. Rearing upright, water flooding in torrents off his body, he glared at his coldly amused brother with one visible golden eye. "What are you trying to do, drown me?" Inuyasha yelped between gulps, as he kicked and pushed himself; furiously swimming toward the lake's edge.

Before he had reached his destination, Sesshomaru had again knotted his mokomoko around him, yanked him backwards then dropped him back into the middle of the lake.

"Damn you Sesshomaru. Cut it out," Inuyasha howled again as his body was again assaulted by the sharp needle-like coldness.  Pushing himself up again, he kicked his way back toward the water's edge.

Continuing to ignore him, Sesshomaru again wound his mokomoko around him, lifting him with yet another mighty snap then dropping him once more into the middle of the water.

"All right, all right," Inuyasha howled as he pushed himself up from the bottom of the lake yet again and held up his hand. "Let me at least take my damned cloths off will ya?"

"I shall observe," came Sesshomaru's smooth, yet frank reply. He continued to drift near him should further action be required.

Inuyasha swam toward the edge of the lake, stood, almost clawing into his skin as he grasped at the strands of wet hair that clung to his face. Finally, he managed to twist the water from his locks, then shook his body repeatedly; dislodging at least some of the water from his clothing before disrobing; an act he began before he'd gotten completely out. "Now I'm going to have to walk around in wet clothes all day," he grumbled as he quickly squeezed the water from his fire rat clothes then tossed them and his Tetsusaiga near the edge of the lake's bank. The fire rat clothing hit the ground with a dull wet splat. Pivoting on his heels, Inuyasha twisted more water from his long thick mane and stomped bare-ass naked back into the lake, shaking water from his ear and cursing Sesshomaru beneath his breath.

Sesshomaru flew toward land, then perched himself on a large nearby stone; a single leg pulled toward his chest, as he waited for Inuyasha to again emerge. After several minutes of determined, forceful scrubbing, he did.

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