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Remember Me, My Love	By : Senayalayasha Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Crossovers Views: 1126 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of the characters used. They belong to Rumiko and Kazuki Takahashi respectively.

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Chapter Four: Who is After Sesshomaru?
A week passed, and Sesshomaru and Ryou lived together under the same roof after the incident with Bakura now. Sesshomaru not only taught Ryou, he kept him company and took care of him. Though the feelings between them had started off as friends, they were quickly becoming much more.
Sesshomaru sat silently one afternoon after school in his oversized recliner, a leg tucked under him delicately and his chin resting on his palm, fingers curled under his cheek and his elbow propped up on the armrest, a vacant expression on his face as he graded papers.
"Sesshomaru, what's wrong? You've been very quiet today…" Ryou said sitting next to him on the armrest, a small, slender hand resting on Sesshomaru's shoulder. The older male looked at him, then went back to staring aimlessly, tapping his pen against the pile of papers before him.
"Not sure. I feel really strange though, and it's making my mind think differently." Ryou carefully grasped both of his shoulders and gave him a gentle reassuring shake like a mother would her child, patting him on the back as he stood up. Sesshomaru gave him a gentle smile as he looked up at him from his chair and gazed back down at the papers for a moment before setting them aside, taking a break, removing his fake glasses and rubbing his eyes with his long fingers.
"Well, the miso soup, sushi, rice balls, and everything is ready for dinner, Sesshomaru. Come, let's eat." Sesshomaru snapped out of it immediately. Ryou had cooked, and Ryou's cooking always meant totally heaven-made food. Everything tasted delicious, looked picture perfect, and was next to world-class. His specialty was bento, a lunch box of assorted foods. Sesshomaru absolutely loved it and always became inwardly excited whenever Ryou popped something new into the box and it melted in his mouth like chocolate, the flavors intoxicating and so damn good. He got up willingly and followed his young ward to the dining room, his mind filled with thoughts of yummy food.
They sat traditionally before the low table and picked up their chopsticks and random bowls of food, scarfing it down bowl by bowl, but not without some level of decency. Ryou ate delicately, almost like a woman, and Sesshomaru ate like an aristocrat, straight-backed, stiff yet relaxed to some degree, and his arms carefully poised, his fiercely green eyes focused on his food as though it were going to escape if he didn't eat fast enough.
Sesshomaru reached down and plucked a piece of sushi from the plate and said, "Dinner is exceptionally delicious tonight. I think someone deserves a reward for working so hard…" he said before eating it and looking at Ryou mischievously. Ryou smiled, looking up from a bowl of rice, though he had no idea what he meant. Sesshomaru's sharp eyes caught a grain of rice on Ryou's chin and leaned over to pluck it off with his chopsticks when there was a knock on the door. Sesshomaru glared at it, but Ryou set down his bowl and chopsticks and stood to answer it.
Sliding the door open, he looked up to see a tall black-haired man standing there in casual black and blue clothes, his thick, wavy hair pulled back loosely at the base of his neck and his icy blue eyes closed enough to give him a dreamy appearance, as if he wasn't all there. "Can I help you?" Ryou asked.
The figure leaned against the doorframe and smiled darkly, hands in his pockets. "Good evening. Is Sesshomaru – Sama here?" they asked in a low voice. Ryou turned to beckon Sesshomaru, but he was already there, his expression hard to read as he and the figure locked eyes. "Why Sesshomaru – Sama, it's been so long since I saw you last. You've changed your appearance I see. Black hair and emerald eyes look gorgeous on you, you know," they said quietly.
"Leave," Sesshomaru said, then slammed the sliding door shut angrily.
"Sesshomaru, what-?" Ryou started confusedly when the figure opened the door and walked in.
"I know that I'm intruding, but I would really like to speak to you Sesshomaru – Sama." They wore a very coincided expression, their eyes narrowing more to give them an alluring appearance. Ryou's gaze shifted to Sesshomaru, and he had the most frightening expression on his face, his forehead all scrunched up, eyes blazing under black eyebrows, lips drawn back, exposing his sharp and very white fangs, the bridge of his nose wrinkled. Actually, Ryou thought he looked like a very large and pissed off dog, his longs hands open and claws at the ready for shredding.
"Get the hell out of my house and off of my property! Get out!" Sesshomaru hissed in a low and dangerous voice that he had never heard before, not even when he was saving him from Bakura's drunken wrath. It was almost as if it was Lucifer himself speaking to the stranger instead of Sesshomaru. Ryou recoiled a bit in fear, shrinking back a few steps.
"Sesshomaru, Sesshomaru… you know that I won't leave until I speak to you. So why don't you just come with me to the other room and talk to me like the civilized, aristocratic being that you are?" the stranger asked, flipping his long and lustrous-looking black locks over his shoulder with a careful clawed hand. How did he know Sesshomaru?
"Only if you leave immediately afterwards and don't touch the boy…" Sesshomaru agreed through clenched teeth. The stranger smiled knowingly, something dangerous flashing in his soulless eyes.
"Ah, I knew you'd come around. Now, let us talk in peace without…distractions," they said, walking towards the sliding door to the living room, opening it, and looking at Ryou with his icy blue eyes and expression of arrogance, smiling evilly. Sesshomaru walked briskly into the room and grabbed the man by the sleeve of his shirt and pulled him in with him, closing the door.
The second it closed, Sesshomaru said loudly, "What the hell do you want after all this time? If it wasn't important then, why is it now?" Curious, Ryou stepped close to the door to listen.
"Keep your voice down. You wouldn't want your housemate to hear, would you?"
"To hell with it for now, just tell me what you want!"
"Sesshomaru, I want the same thing now that I wanted nearly five hundred years ago. Only this time, I have a teenager in the way. Shall I remove the obstacle from the scene to persuade you?"
"You so much as think about Ryou, and you're head will be mine, got it you sick bastard!" Sesshomaru hissed. "You may have taken Rin from me, but you won't take Ryou. He's everything I want. If I ever have an urge to want to be dominated, I'll call you up, but I don't think that'll happen anytime within the next millennia!" Furious venom dripped from Sesshomaru's words, their acidity powerful enough to melt steel upon being spoken. The stranger, however, didn't seem dissuaded, or simply ignored them.
"Whatever you say, Lord Sesshomaru, but I won't wait for you to call me. I'll catch you off guard." The door slid open a little and Ryou sat down at the table quickly, not wanting to be caught eavesdropping. "Until next time…Sesshomaru-Sama…" said the dark-haired male as he left closing the door, though not before he cast one last glance at the teenager, s slight smirk playing on his lips.
Sesshomaru emerged from the living room, smoothing his hair back and scowling. Upon meeting eyes with Ryou, he softened and sat back down at the table, lifting his chopsticks and returning to his dinner. Ryou did the same. "You heard everything, didn't you?" Sesshomaru said. Ryou paused, looking at Sesshomaru as the teacher set down his chopsticks and food, hands gripping his knees and lowering his head. "Ask me what you want, and I'll answer as best as I can," he said slowly.
"Who was that?"
"Naraku, a very old acquaintance of mine; we're bitter enemies."
"What did he want?"
"I worked with him once, and I guess he's been somewhat obsessed with me ever since."
"Um…who's Rin?"
"Rin…was a little girl that I had adopted. Naraku killed her. I haven't really loved anyone since," the older male confessed, though it wasn't entirely true.
"How old are you? You don't look much older than mid- to late-twenties."
"Very old. I lost track after I turned five hundred or so. Don't look it, do I?" Ryou's eyes widened a bit, a soft gasp sounding from his chest. Sesshomaru smelled a hint of fear on him.
"Why are you so old?" the young albino whispered.
"I'm...the son of an inu-youkai lord from the feudal era. He was a powerful youkai, but he died in battle and I took his place. True youkai can live to be very, very old."
"So, you're the Sesshomaru-Sama, inu-youkai lord? I've only ever seen a picture of a huge white dog with flaming red eyes in my History textbook. Is that you?" Ryou asked with wonder, his fear slowly vanishing.
Sesshomaru smiled a little. "Yeah, it is."
"What about you missing arm? Is that true, too?" Sesshomaru lifted his left arm.
"Yes. This one's just a loaner."
"And didn't you used to be a cold and heartless bastard?"
"Yes," his teacher answered, his expression becoming slightly hard. “Though I prefer stoic.”
"What about your hair, didn't it used to be silver like snow and your eyes gold as shimmering coins?"
"Yes."
"Are they still?"
"Yes."
"Can I see?"
"After I bathe."
"Didn't you have a younger half brother that was half human and half demon that you fought with over a sword named Tetsusaiga?"
"Of course."
"Wow…" Ryou breathed, taking it all in. "That's so awesome...I live with the legendary inu-youkai Lord Sesshomaru…how did I get so lucky?"
"I was just in the right place at the right time, Ryou. That's how you're so lucky," Sesshomaru said, reaching over with a long alabaster hand and stroking the boy's cheek lightly. Ryou smiled softly, nodding. "Now, after dinner and a shower, how about I show you my true self?" Sesshomaru asked almost seductively, his voice low and soft, as he moved the bowls and plates aside with a graceful sweep of his arm and leaned over the table, grasping Ryou's chin with a long hand and gazed at him with smoldering eyes. What was coming over him? He could not explain this feeling...
"Are you done with dinner, Sesshomaru?" Ryou whispered.
"Yes...I shall go bathe now...and you can join me, if you wish,” the youkai said carefully, trying his best not to scare the boy away as he stood and offered his hand.
"O-okay…" Ryou said, beginning to lose feeling in his legs. Sesshomaru stopped and gently tapped Ryou's cheek, then nodded his head backwards towards the bath and bedroom, smiling. "Okay…" Ryou said again as Sesshomaru pulled him up to his feet and led him back to the bath.
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Outside, Naraku was walking to his house when he passed Bakura and paused, getting a wicked idea. "Excuse me, sir. May I inquire where you're heading?"
"To find a certain little whore by the name of Ryou who's living with some fucker named Sesshomaru-Sensei. What of it?" Bakura snapped, stopping and turning, a wicked scowl gracing his face. Naraku turned and walked to Bakura, smiling as he placed his hands in his pockets.
"I have a proposition for you, my friend. We each have something that we want, and they're both living together. I suggest we work together to get them."
"How do I know that this isn't a trick to get Ryou, too?"
"Heavens, what would I want with such a scrawny little thing? He wouldn't last two seconds with me; he'd be dead. He probably doesn't even have much experience or stamina, does he?"
"Why are you asking me?" Bakura asked.
"Because, you sounded like you had him yourself once or twice. I guess I was wrong. Anyway come, we have plans to make...”
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