A Field of frowers
[timeline: immediately after Kome & Ayala's celebration]
Princess Aara was sad, and InuYasha knew why. Seeing Aniki - the reincarnated Bankotsu - had upset her terribly. Even as an infant of only a few weeks old, he knew the Princess and wanted to be with her. Obviously the Thunder Demon had been born bound to her.
InuYasha was going to try his best to cheer his beloved Princess up, and he had the perfect trip planned. He had found the most beautiful field, covered in flowers, with a small brook running through the middle, and tall trees on one side and rolling hills on the other. It was a little slice of paradise and he wanted to share it with the one person in all the world that he loved.
He traveled through the trees, with the Princess clinging to his back, lost in thought.
His had not been a happy life until he had met the Princess. Born of a human mother and a demon father, he was accepted by neither humans nor demons. The story of how his mother met his father was unknown to him, and for a while he thought it was during one of his father's heats, similar to the way Tekken begat Tasuki. But he could vaguely remember his father picking him up and holding him, and more than once -- so it had not been just a moment of heat, with no true feelings behind it. His father had actually loved his mother -- a human.
Izayoi lived in a small village near the western border of Otherworld, close to the Western Lands that was his father's domain. And one day she gave birth. She was unmated and a single mother was frowned on in that tiny village, but when the villagers looked at the baby, they recoiled in horror. Obviously its father was a demon!
To his mother, InuYasha was the most beautiful baby in the world; he had pure white hair and golden oval eyes and tiny dog ears. Fangs and claws appeared at three weeks. His father did indeed visit his son and would throw him high in the air and catch him, with the tiny dog demon laughing happily.
When InuYasha was only a year old, a dragon took residence in the Western Lands and his father went to subdue it. Although he sealed the dragon and stopped its rampage, he died of the terrible wounds that were inflicted on him.
When he was three, he met his older brother, Sesshomaru, now heir of the Western Lands. The haughty full demon had no interest in establishing a relationship with his half brother; he only wanted to find his father's sword, Tetsusaiga. It was a powerful demon sword and he wanted it for his own. But his father had other plans and had sent it with one of his most trusted servants to InuYasha's mother to keep until his youngest son was old enough to use the sword.
InuYasha's entire world revolved around his mother. The villagers shunned the "Hanyou" or half-demon and he learned early what it meant to belong to neither world. Even his brother, Sesshomaru, wanted nothing to do with him. The only person who loved him was his mother. He found comfort in her arms and at her breast. She nursed him far longer than necessary, but she needed the connection that a mother has to her nursing child. She would embrace him, holding her beautiful son in her arms and open her breasts to him, stroking his soft hair as he stood there nursing. Izayoi died when he was six. She took ill, spending her last days wracked with fevers, laboring to breathe. At her last hour of life, she told InuYasha where to find his father's sword. Her death left him completely alone. For days he sat there, on the floor next to his mother's body, refusing to let anyone near her. Finally, the small boy passed out from hunger and fatigue and the villagers took his mother's body away to cremate. When he woke several hours later, she was gone forever.
For a few weeks, he remained in the village, barely staying alive with the scraps of food he foraged. No one came to him and no one offered him comfort. Finally he left the village forever, and dragging the sword behind him, he walked into the forest.
InuYasha quickly learned how to survive in the wild. He had no choice; it was either learn or die. His human half saved him those first few years, before he was old enough to hunt, because he was omnivorous instead of carnivorous, he could eat roots, berries, fruits and nuts. Through much trial and error, he learned to hunt - at first small rodents and lizards, then rabbits and possums. As he learned, he grew from a child to a young boy, then to a young man. And as he learned, he drifted, traveling throughout Otherworld. He saw the mountains of the north and the grasses of the west.
And one day he saw a castle with two tall towers on either side. For many days, he stayed in the area and watched the castle, making sure he kept out of the way of its protectors. Wolves came in and out constantly, and sometimes a tall wolf demon was with them. Other times a very tall fox demon would wander about, checking the plants that surrounded the castle. InuYasha learned to avoid those deadly plants after he had saw a small lesser demon ensnared by one. The plant captured the demon until guards came and took it away. The hardest protector to elude was a small fire demon that almost caught him a couple of times. Finally, he left the area, hearing about, but never seeing the lady who lived there, the Princess of Otherworld.
He traveled south and came upon a small village. Without warning, guards from the village came from both sides, shooting their arrows at him. He fled, but an arrow hit, its tip poison. He made it into the forest, but not far. Burrowing into the roots of a large tree, InuYasha waited for death. He was wracked with fevers, then chills, and the wound was deep red and purple, and would not heal.
InuYasha heard someone approaching, and peeked out from his hiding place. An elderly woman was walking through the woods, looking for something. At her side were several wolves and a couple of the guards. The wolves were sniffing the ground and suddenly picked up his scent. They were leading the humans directly to him!
InuYasha was too sick to put up much of a fight, and he was dragged out of his hiding place and taken to the village. But instead of being caged or hurt, he was brought to a small house and left there. The woman of the forest entered and started to gather herbs.
"I will cure ye," she said, using an archaic manner of speaking, "They thought ye were a demon who has been killing our cattle, but ye are not that demon."
Her name was Kaede and she was the leader and healer of this village. And true to her word, she cured his poisoned wound. But the half-demon did not trust the villagers and left as soon as he was healed. But he did return the favor by killing the demon when it next attacked the village's cattle.
Mainly because there was nowhere else, InuYasha settled in the area, living in the forest just outside the village. He did not interact with the villagers, but he did protect them from lesser demons.
One day when he was digging for tubers, he found the friction of his clothes irritating. He was fourteen and things had been changing on his body. Soft white hair grew between his legs and that part of him had grown larger. But now something else happened. The friction caused the part that he used to make water to swell. He opened his clothes to look at it. It was larger than usual, and pointing straight out. What was wrong with it? He knew that when he got hurt, those areas would get swollen and bruised, but there was usually pain involved. And he didn't hurt - he felt strange. But he had no one to ask and no knowledge to fall back on.
InuYasha reached down and lightly touched the top, being very careful with his sharp claws. A little shiver ran down his entire body as he lightly ran his finger over the velvet soft head. InuYasha had no idea what it meant, this new feeling, but he liked it. It felt wonderful. He continued to touch it until a tiny drop of moisture formed at the tip. He touched the droplet, feeling it. This was not the same as the water he made every so often. This had a slick feel to it. Each time he touched the tiny hole, more liquid came out and the feelings were spreading, intensifying. He gave a little moan and soon it felt like he was burning up.
He tore off his clothes and sat there naked. His whole body trembled. He kept touching his shaft, running his hand along his entire length. It lengthened even more and now stood straight up, tight against his flat stomach. The appendages that hung below tightened and he reached his other hand down to them. He lightly squeezed them and that felt just as good.
The feelings built in intensity, until suddenly he could stand no more, his body tensed and strained and a cry ripped from his throat. Streams of white cream shot from his shaft and he moaned, still moving his hands. More and more white poured out, until his strength left him and he felt back, exhausted and trembling. What had just happened? What was the white stuff that had come from him?
He needed to talk to someone about what had happened but there was one person he could think of. After washing in a nearby stream and dressing, InuYasha made his way to the village. Kaede was a healer - perhaps she could tell him if he was sick. He waited until nightfall and then went to her home. He knocked softly and she opened the door, moving aside to let him in. She poured a cup of herbal tea and handed it to him. "Why can I do for ye?"
InuYasha wasn't sure where to start, so he asked, "When something is hurt, it swells, doesn't it?"
"Aye, do ye have a hurt place on ye that needs care?"
"I don't know. Does - does white stuff come from hurt areas?"
"Aye. When a wound gets infected, white pus can form. It needs to be cleaned thoroughly. Do ye have a wound?"
"I think so. I'm not sure. But part of me was swollen and white came out of it when I squeezed it."
"Ye have an infected wound. Let me see it and I will clean it for ye and put on a poultice to draw out the infection." Kaede went into her kitchen to make the poultice. When she returned, she almost dropped the entire bowl on the floor. InuYasha was sitting there, his clothes open, completely exposed. She knelt beside him and gently asked him what exactly had happened. He told her what had happened this afternoon and she nodded. Poor boy! He knew nothing about his own body. Very gently, she told him about his body, pointing out his various parts and telling him what they did. She gave the young dog demon his first lesson in sex education. InuYasha blushed bright red as she explained the facts of life to him, and when she was finished, he stammered a thank you and fled back into the forest. But every so often, the urge would come upon him and he would touch his aching penis and give himself some relief.
The years passed, and InuYasha grew up, reaching 5'10" in height. His hair grew long, reaching down past his waist and his strength was now formidable. He had mastered his father's sword, Tetsusaiga, and could now easily wield that huge sword. But he was still alone - and still very lonely.
Then one day a small demon came into the forest looking for him. InuYasha recognized him immediately as the fire demon from the Castle. He made his presence known to the fire demon and Hiei gave him a message from the Princess of Otherworld. She would like him to have dinner with her. InuYasha could not understand why she wanted to see him, or how she even knew who he was. But he agreed to come to the dinner, curiosity getting the best of him.
That night was the ending and the beginning of everything. Nothing would ever be the same. The very next day, the beautiful princess, Aara, used her power on him and bound him to her. She didn't have to use power to make him love her! He had loved her the moment he saw her - all red and gold, and so beautiful she took his breath away. She had chosen him over his demon lord brother, Sesshomaru! And it was in a field of flowers, very much like the one he was going to right now, where she made him hers forever. She kissed him and caressed him and it felt wonderful. And when he had touched her breast by accident, she had opened her gown for him and allowed him to suckle like he had once done to his mother. As he sucked, his eyes drifted closed, contentment washing over him. The Princess pried opened his bright red outfit and revealed a slender, fair body. "How beautiful you are!"
He looked up at her, his cheeks reddening. "Beautiful?" he thought, looking down at himself. Pale and skinny! Now she was beautiful! Golden skin and wonderful curves!
Aara pulled off his clothes, revealing him completely. His blush deepened as her silky hands stroked his arms and shoulders and then trailed down to his hip. She curled her fingers around his shaft and brush the tip with her thumb, awakening him, and he began to grow hard. She was doing to him what he sometimes did to himself! And it felt so much better. Unable to prevent it, a little whimper of pure joy escaped his lips. She smiled and pulled him down to her breast again and one rosy nipple slipped into his mouth. InuYasha began to suckle again and, at the same time, her hands continued to stroke. He moaned and his legs began to move restlessly, unable to keep still. The feelings were rising inside of him, much stronger than his own hands had ever been able to create.
With gentle hands, she moved him from her breast and lay down on the ground, her long hair fanned out beneath her. Aara then pulled him down on top of her and lifted her legs around his hips, opening herself to him. He whimpered, not sure what to do, but her expert hands reached down and guided him to her entrance. "Push upward," she whispered and he obeyed. His sensitive tip went inside of her and he could feel her throbbing walls all around him. "Deeper." Again he pushed, locking himself inside, and a rhythm began without him realizing it. In and out, up and down, the feelings were indescribable. A thousand times better than what he felt when his own hands stroked. His entire shaft was enveloped in a warm, wet passage that throbbed around him. The friction of her walls kept building and he suddenly tried to pull out. She wrapped her legs around his hips preventing him from leaving her.
"What are you doing?" she asked, looking into his large golden eyes.
"I can't stop myself. I can't stop the white from coming out."
She smiled at him, so young and innocent, and whispered, "It is supposed to come out when you are inside. Just let it happen."
He looked alarmed for a second, then put his trust in her, and buried his head in the crook of her neck, and continued to thrust hard inside of her. After only a few moments, his white release poured out in jerky spurts and his whole body trembled violently with the intense feelings that his climax had caused. He moaned in her ear and she wrapped her whole body around him, holding him tight. Then he felt gentle touches in his mind as she bound him, then a distant awareness of Kurama and Hiei, and in that perfect moment of clarity, InuYasha realized that he would never be alone again, that he would always belong to her, and in turn, this wonderful Princess would always belong to him.
After that day, everything changed. Not only was he bound to her, but he was brothers to Hiei and Youko Kurama, the fox demon he had seen with the plants. The villagers no longer shunned him; instead he was welcomed as one of the Protectors and the Third Male of Otherworld.
And with his Princess, he was no longer afraid of his natural sexuality. Instead he embraced it -- and her.
When InuYasha arrived at the Castle, he met the tall wolf demon, Kouga, and started a friendly rivalry with much name-calling and taunts. Then a few years later, he became the guide and Protector to a human girl named Kagome who could see the crystal shards, which could give demons power and were coveted by all. Kagome had become his friend, along with a monk named Miroku and a demon hunter named Sango. Now Kagome and Kouga were long married, with a grown son, and so were Miroku and Sango.
They arrived in the late afternoon and the Princess danced around the field in delight. Thousands of yellow flowers dotted the entire meadow. He sat there watching her. Watching his Princess. "It is so beautiful, InuYasha! I love it!" She took his hand and together they danced through the fields.
Finally, she collapsed under a willow tree growing near the stream and pulled him down with her. She pulled off his clothes, those heavy bright red fire rat clothes he always wore, leaving his fair body open to her hands. He fumbled with her lacings and finally got her out of her gown, whimpering when he saw her golden body. Even after all these years, he still got a little thrill every time he saw her.
She stroked his length and he responded to her touch, swelling and hardening for her. Although he still enjoyed her breasts, time had made them less of a need, and he kissed them and held them, but no longer suckled. She was lying on her back and he was hovering above her. He bent down and kissed her while his hands slipped further down, trailing across her silken skin past her navel to tangle his fingers in her dark red hair. As always, he was very careful with his claws. His head made the same journey, stopping to kiss her breast and her shallow navel, trailing his tongue downward, until he reached her mound. He kissed the lips, and then dipped his tongue deep inside, feeling for that special little bit of flesh. He soon found it and began to lick and nibble. Aara opened her legs for him, giving him complete access to her body. Soon she was pushing against his mouth, trembling with the feelings he was creating.
"I want you inside," she whispered hoarsely and InuYasha immediately complied, leaving his feast to push his length deep inside of her. Together they pushed and thrust, their eyes locked with each other's, and in perfect unison they climaxed.
Afterward they lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, surrounded by the yellow flowers swaying gently in the wind. "Thank you, InuYasha, for sharing your field with me."
He looked at her, his golden eyes misted with tears, "Thank you for giving me my life."
And he kissed her, gently this time, completely happy in the arms of his Princess in the middle of the field of flowers.