Clandestine by weirdlykagome

Clandestine

Inuyasha and its characters do not belong to me.

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The first time I had seen him, he was standing, inclined against a worn down well. The bone eater’s well.

He was breathtaking. Long raven hair cascading down his mid back, all tied up in a high ponytail. Moonlit and azure eyes flashing as he stood in a rather strange outfit. Tight shirt wrapping his form, dark green pants tight against his muscular legs. Boots brown in colour and a rather large yellow looking satchel on his side.

He had not noticed me. Of course not. I was hiding my aura and leering- no! Staring...staring at him. The most beautiful creature I had ever seen.

The wind picked around him and his hair caught its drift. He lifted his long and broad fingers and tugged the unruly strands behind his ear. His narrow eyes narrowing in more annoyance. And then that moment was broken, like a magic spell broken.

”Oye Kago! Took ya long enough.” Came running my half-brother, his smile wide and face bright.

I scowled. What business did my moron of a half-brother have with the raven beauty.

I could have broken something when he encircled him around the beauty and hung around his shoulder. The beauty, Kago, unfolded his legs and when he stood straight, I could feel my stomach clenching. Tall, he was so tall. Taller than Inuyasha and even me. A giant. His darker skin tone made him mysterious in the moonlight. He drew Inuyasha by his waist and then swung him on his back. 

“Oye...oye Kago!” Inuyasha shouted in protest.

”Your punishment!” His deep voice rumbled and sent a deep chill down my spine. I shivered involuntarily, gulping hard. 

Then they took off, the raven beauty running at speeds I had never seen in humans. His long legs were covering grounds in no time and Inuyasha’s red haori bounced as he looked quite comfortable, too much comfortable for my liking on Kago’s back.

”Oh!” I whispered out to the cool night. My eyes wide and mind clouded. But he was a human.

A human.

I told myself over and over again and it sounded weaker each time making my heart pound in my chest.

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The next time I saw him, he was standing beside Inuyasha, his eyes flashing and a curious looking sword strapped on his back. He looked so dashing that I almost abandoned my agenda.

“Oh, a human? So like you Inuyasha.” I taunted my brother, hoping my voice was not as shaky as my legs felt.

”So what?” He called out, his voice booming in the forest and making me weak in my knees. “You racist motherfucker, this better be a worth of my time.” Kago snarled, his eyes flashing even more.

Motherfucker?

My eyebrows furrowed. How dare a mere human insult me as so? I completely ignored the delightful thump of my heart from his harsh words.

”Human, you are no where near my status, watch your mouth.”

Kago scowled but said nothing, waiting and seeing. Watching me with his intense eyes. I shivered. I felt like the prey.

”Keh! What are you doing here, Sesshomaru?”

I watched as Kago’s eyes narrowed at my name. Oh, what can I give for hearing that name from his mouth.

”I am delighted younger brother, you remember your older.” 

“Not a chance after what you did to me. So, what bring you here?” Inuyasha mocked.

His tone spurred me into action. 

I unchanged the un-mother from the carriage and watched in delight as Inuyasha desperately reached out for the imposter.

Then they were in a dreamscape. Except for Kago. Who for some reason had walked to stand beside me.

”So, you are his older brother?” 

I was startled to see him there. He was talking to me? I gulped.

”Hn...” I mentally kicked myself. Why was I this unsociable?

”Oh, so why are you torturing him?” 

I was irritated, why vouch for the filthy half-breed and turned around in spite to face his defender.

I did a mistake. 

Kago was standing close, too close. My eyes widened minutely. His azure eyes were narrow and long, beautiful and gem like. I have never seen such a shade in demons lest humans. He stared at me coldly, his eyes frigid, the colour of cold winter.

I gulped silently, not showing him that I was dominated and glared black. His eyes widened once and then a smirk graced his face and he was moving closer and closer.

I had to move backwards till my back hit a tree, a conveniently placed tree. 

He was immediately into my space, bending down till our noses touched and suddenly his eyes narrowed, colder than I had seen.

“You are attracted to me?” He asked in a low timber, husky voice. I flinched  slightly. But kept my glare on him.

He laughed, a bit husky sending shivers down my spine.

”But I hate self absorbed assholes who love antagonising their little brothers.” He kept his eyes on me, our eyes clashing, matching in glares as he threw his sword behind him in a practiced motion which pierced through the reflection of the un-mother, shattering my illusion.

I stared, amazed. Such skills. I had never seen before in humans and suddenly, all too suddenly I wanted to spar with Kago.

”And I hate humans.” Spouted my mouth. Lies.

He smirked then, withdrawing from my space and walking away all to sensuously to pick the momentarily immovable Inuyasha and throw him over his shoulders. 

Then he was walking away and I was reminded of my agenda. I moved with my demonic speed clashing claws surprisingly against the previously fallen sword of Kago. When had he picked it up.

And like that, we were fighting, clashing sword and claws, demonic energy against raw, unadulterated holy energy.

So he was a priest?

I could feel my smirk widening as he righted his footing, suddenly becoming all to serious.

I had to actually whip out my poison whip to hold him in. But he twirled around in the last second, hair spinning in all raven glory and evaded my whip?

I was mildly dumbfounded. How was he this good. And then suddenly this felt all to ridiculous. A human besting this Sesshomaru.

My pride took over my mind addled with attraction and I was un-sheathing Tensaiga in seconds. We clashed, sword against sword, 

blue against gold. Then we were dancing around each other. 

Swish...swish...

A reiki charged light flew out of his sword suddenly and clashed with my own youkai barrier. Not only a skilled swordman but also a genius priest? It was maddening me, with a strange addiction. I wanted to do this more. Us dancing under the moonlight, his scent in the air, his hair complementing my own. 

Then Inuyasha opened his big mouth and shouted. Kago expertly aimed a “Osuwari” at him and he fell on the floor.

“Guess this would be enough.” He huffed out, his sweat dribbling down his strong and angular jaw. Eyes dark blue from the high of a well done battle. I felt like I had somehow found someone very perfect.

”Not in the slightest!” I rasped out.

”Then you have to go through me.” He stood protectively in front  of Inuyasha who gaped at him and blushed rather bashfully. 

My jaw tightened. What was their relationship? Last time I had known, Inuyasha had been involved with a woman. 

“Next time then!” I sheathed my sword, realising that it was quite futile to fight for this. I had to do it some other way. He was too well matched with me. I had no clue what to feel about this, embarrassed, angry or proud.

My heart felt slightly proud of what the raven haired boy could do. 

“We can do this again you know.” Kago’s voice stopped me. What was he talking about?

I turned around slightly, raising my brow in question.

”The fighting was strangely erotic and arousing.” His voice boomed, his words laced with hidden innuendos. I could feel my face getting warm.

“Hn...” I said, my voice laced in boredom and my heart leaping faster than a marathon...my steps giddy as I returned back to my camp.

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After that we would often do this. Spar, show power moves, fry each other with our opposing energies and then drop on the ground beneath us.

We would lie side by side. At first I had been hesitant but Kago’s pulling me beside him had made me strangely desire to stay there, beside him.

”So, you have a kingdom or what?” He had suddenly asked me one day. 

“Not kingdom, lands.” I had snorted. And then he had stared at me, obviously asking me to elaborate.

I had obviously ignored his look and had moved closer to his side, our sides touching.

His hand was just beside mine.

Very boldly I had moved my fingers, touching the tips of his slightly. Electricity had run through me. When my eyes had widened and I had turned towards him, I had seen the same wonder in his eyes.

We had stared at each other before smiling slightly and touching more of our hands. 

Then two moons later we were holding hands quite amiably. My stomach fluttering with something that felt suspiciously like butterflies and his smile content. 

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“Have you ever thought of dancing?” He had suddenly asked me one day out of the blue. It was different this time, we were not per se sparing since Naraku and battles against his spawns had laid us both terribly tired and strangely sick of battles. This was the first time I had felt that sitting near him was better than going into some war. Maybe this was something that I had been missing all my life.

”What do you mean?”

”Like dancing. You know, slow dancing?” 

I had turned to him in confusion. What was that?

”A custom on your side?” I had almost laughed when he had looked away in embarrassment.

”Some...something like that. Would you do it though?” His ears were very red, his tan skin glowing.

I had snorted, “Okay, lead the way!”

We had danced that night. And slow it was...Ooh!

My hands wrapped around his neck, his hands wresting on my hips, our hips pushed against each other. My skin against his, complementary and oh so perfect. We stared into each other’s eyes, staring for what felt like forever.

”I like your eyes.” He had told me in a whisper.

I felt my face warming, then a smile crossed my lips. I had never felt this giddy before. I didn’t know why I couldn’t stop this. Every time he had been near me, my brain had turned into mush. His voice and scent had drawn me to him like a moth.

The firelight in the camp reflected his gaze.

”And your stripes and that little moon.” And he kissed me on my forehead. I felt like a little girl in love. All giggly and shy. What was wrong with me? I was supposed to be the formidable demon lord.  

But all I could feel was my frown deepening, “Is that how you had charmed my brother into giving our father heirloom to you.” I had scowled,  something very ugly burning in the pits of my stomach. 

“Of course not. I have kept it for safe keeping. That’s his sword. He will have it when he is stronger and mature in battle.” He had laughed at me like I was a child.

”Sesshomaru, I do not favour your brother like that.” He had whispered in my ears, pulling me closer to his chest and I closed my eyes like the fool in love I was, cherishing his warm and larger form.

”And he is still practising in spare time. Your father’s heirloom will belong to your blood.” He had spoken softly to me, dancing in small circles, slow and sensuous. 

“Okay.” I had nodded my head.

And then he kissed the crown of my head and I felt like the most precious treasure in the world. I had wanted my father to treat me like this, precious...instead of always favouring that child out of a wedlock.

My grip had tightened on his shirt, crumbling it under my fingers, tearing it slightly with my claws. He threaded his fingers through my hair, providing me silent comfort, not asking me about my distress. It had made me feel content and ...safe.

We had continued the slow dancing, under the moonlight and the flickering orange glow of the fire.

Him humming some strange sound and us staring at each other for hours. This was not sexual, it was more about contentment and peace.

“I dance under the moonlight staring into your eyes, wondering whether you are the other half of my soul.” I had said suddenly unable to keep myself, drawn into the magic of the moment.

Something had flashed through his eyes and then he dipped and kissed me. We had kissed on that night.

Long and slow. Passionate and hot. Rough and with too much teeth and tongue. It was a perfect night.

He was perfect, we were perfect.

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“Will we ever meet again?” I had asked him, twisting the sides of my mokomoko. I was snappy and jumpy, my heart pounding with too much hurt. I had known this would happen.

We were both males after all. Both had our own duties to our bloodline. More me so than him.

He had said he wanted to achieve his career goals. 

The war was over. We had won, obviously with Kago’s help. But then he was leaving. More like the well calling him back. 

I knew it was dumb. This was dumb. But I had not wanted to lose this. 

“Then let us marry!” I had suddenly blurted out, my claws digging in my hands. My voice shaking in fear...fear of rejection.

”Yes!” Kago had whispered back.

And under another moonlight, in front of the same place I had first seen him in, we exchanged sake and consummated our marriage.

He was everything I had wanted and more...so far more...

His kisses lit me on fire and his hands made me reach the height of passion for more times than I could have counted.

We were so perfect, so close and so warm against each other.

And then the next morning he had gone, the clearing empty...along with a haunting hole in my heart. I had remained, broken, against the well for hours and then with his essence still inside of him had returned to my own land to work out the treaty for the political marriage. 

I had known this was a clandestine romance, something which had no future. But still I had only wagered my demon blood as a bet for meeting him once more.  

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A/n: A piece for pride month. I had always wanted to do something like this. A male Kags and gay SessKag... I hope this was good and sweet.

- WeirdlyKagome.