InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ History of the Generals: Lord Inu no Taisho ❯ Once-In-A-Lifetime Kind of Love ( Chapter 4 )

History of the Generals: Lord Inu no Taisho

Inu no Taisho; arguably the most powerful daiyoukai of time. His journey has taken him across the land of Japan where he earns the respect of many, but the hatred of more. His story begins hundreds of years ago, when he was born in a village on the night of the New Moon. STORY I OF III.

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Once-In-A-Lifetime Kind of Love

Inutaisho's eyes were wide as he felt Kimi's warm lips press against his. Her hands were resting lightly against his chest, and he could feel her tremble ever so slightly, but her lips remained planted on his. Inutaisho's mind was reeling and his eyes darted left, then right, to check if anybody was in the vicinity. Then, without any remorse, he yanked away from Inu no Kimi with a dangerous expression on his face.

"What do you think you're doing?!"

Kimi looked blatantly shocked. "I was… well… I wanted to welcome you bac—"

Inutaisho cut her off. "That isn't welcoming me back. Only my futon can welcome me back right now. I want sleep; I don't want to deal with your insolence."

"Why don't you want me?" Kimi snarled. "You act like you're better than everybody else when in fact you aren't. We grew up together, our fathers are best friend, and I amclearly of higher stature than you. To any dog I'd be the perfect catch!"

"But not for me." Without looking back, Inutaisho briskly strode past Kimi. Her mouth was agape as she watched his retreating figure. She fisted her left hand and narrowed her eyes, glowering at his back.

"Fine," she hissed, "fine. You don't want me. That's fine, that's great. Well, Inutaisho, I DON'T WANT YOU EITHER!"

She knew he heard her—he had the most sensitive hearing of all the dogs. Spinning on her heel, Kimi stomped to her room. Who gave a damn about Inutaisho? What was so good about him anyway? Nothing. Yabai was just as good looking but half the jerk Inutaisho was. Mother was right, Kimi thought dejectedly. One day I'll find the right dog. Inutaisho just isn't it.

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Susamajii-Inu, Yabai, Chishi, Katana, and Inutaisho were in their Legion canteen devouring a wild boar demon that Jin had hunted earlier in the morning. Inutaisho filled his situation in with his fellow Legionnaires and, just as he expected, they chided him on not wanting to be with such a beautiful and intelligent demoness.

Plus she was also the Daiyoukai's niece. Yabai had given Inutaisho the expectantwell-you-want-to-be-Daiyoukai look. Susamajii-Inu and Yabai knew without Inutaisho voicing it that the leader of the Legion wanted to be the Daiyoukai and not the mate to the future Daiyoukai.

Pride issues.

But his two best friends still had no clue as to why Inutaisho was so adamant in becoming Daiyoukai. What was so damn great about ruling a nation? All the Daiyoukai ever worried about was imminent destruction and warfare. Maybe one day they'll figure it out. That day was definitely not the day.

"The Festival of Fire is in two days," Yabai said with a mouth full of boar. Inutaisho was sipping a tankard filled with wine—unlike the other demons, Inutaisho had an alcohol tolerance that seemed implausible. "The stealth masters are to attend, but I think the aerial spies have training."

"And the marine spies?" Susamjii-Inu inquired.

Chishi looked up from his boar thigh and wiped the juices from his chin. "We train after seven nights after the aerial spies have returned. The deceptors leave for training the same time we do, apparently."

"And the stealth masters?" Katana asked.

"Five nights after the marine spies are back." Inu no Taisho informed. "It's rigorous, from what I heard. This kind of training only happens once every hundred years—the last time they had training a whole bunch of us were battling Ryuukotsusei."

"I hate that son of a fuck." Yabai snarled.

Inutaisho snorted. "Who doesn't? You'd think the bastard would give it up—he never wins."

"Neither do we."

"Pessimism gets you nowhere, 'Majii," Yabai shoved his best friend. "We'll destroy that giant overgrown cockroach."

Katana sipped his wine. "I doubt it. If anything it's gonna be…" Katana tapped his chin before smirking broadly—a trait that was signature of the dog demons—"It's probably gonna end up being Toga's son. Youngest son, too!"

Inutaisho coughed. "You're joking, right?"

Yabai grinned. "Oh yeah, your younger son who's trying to save the woman he loves. So he ends up beating Ryuukotsusei without even knowing how he did it or where his powers came from."

"If you two don't shut up right now, I'll personally introduce you to your backsides."

Susamajii-Inu laughed. "And his love interest is going to be a powerful human miko. Ohhh, Inutaisho, you're gonna have a bitch-in-law that's going to try to exorcise your demon."

"Unless she's exercising his son's demon." Yabai smirked.

"Can we please stop talking about my non-existent-pup and his non-existent-bitch and their non-fucking-existent-sex-life?"

Chishi leaned forward and murmured: "He's just jealous his unborn pup has a better sex life than he does."

Inutaisho stood up, throwing his tankard of wine down and stomped off. Behind him he heard his friends howling and barking in laughter—he could faintly hear Katana say: "He needs to rut as soon as possible. You know it's pathetic when your imaginary pup has a better sex life than you do."

"I SWEAR ON THE DAIYOUKAI-!" Inutaisho boomed and his friends howled even louder.

Assholes.

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Inutaisho was taking a solitary walk through the courtyard. Feh, he thought. Damn the dogs and giving my son a better sex life than my own. Just for shits and giggles, let's make my youngest son a half demon who travels the continent with a monk and a demon slayer—along with his miko mate. You know what? Let's have them search for a fucking jewel with his dead girlfriend stalking them. Yeah, great life you got there now, son.

Inutaisho rubbed his face as he leaned against a giant stone column. I'm losing my mind. Exhaling loudly, Inutaisho looked up at the sky. "Joking about a dog's lack of rutting is not funny." He muttered. Hits the ego.

It wasn't his fault that he was constantly training to become the greatest Legionnaire that Dogs had to offer.

And neither was it his fault that he was a hopeless romantic that was waiting for the right woman to mate with.

So what? Inu no Taisho had never had sex in his life.

It was something to be proud of.

Stop kidding yourself. Inutaisho snorted. If the dogs knew… you'd be the laughing stock for the next ten centuries.

Pushing himself off of the stone column, Inutaisho continued his walk through the courtyard. He recalled the last love interest he had—it was five hundred years ago and if he remembered correctly, Inukimi scared the bitch off. Inutaisho hadn't heard from her in three hundred years when, one day, he found out her village had been burned down and she died, along with her mother, father, and three younger brothers.

"Toga!"

Inutaisho whirled around to see Yabai running after him. Stopping in midstride, Inutaisho waited for his friend to catch up.

"You okay?"

"Yeah," Inutaisho answered curtly. "Why shouldn't I be?"

"You seemed genuinely upset."

"I'm not."

"You're giving me two word answers, you definitely are upset."

Inutaisho glared at his friend. "The conversation was slightly out of hand, that's what happened."

"Come on, you know we were joking."

"Right. Joking. Gotchya."

Yabai furrowed his eyebrows. "Sorry, man." Yabai sucker punched Inutaisho. "We won't bring up your son and daughter-in-law anymore, happy?"

Despite the situation, Inutaisho had to smirk. "Fine, their love life remains behind their closed doors. I don't want to know what goes on behind those doors."

Yabai laughed. "Right, totally understood. You know what, to balance the story let's say your elder son has no sex life."

"That's fair," Inutaisho mumbled dryly. "Let's make one son a nymphomaniac and the other one totally opposed to fornicating. My offspring will be the most fucked up offspring of any dog. Ever."

"I cannot agree with you more."

The two friends were silent for a few moments before Yabai spoke. "Did you hear that Daiyoukai is going to announce Kimi's betrothal at the Fire Festival?"

Inutaisho's eyebrows shot up. "Betrothal? Really now?"

Yabai nodded. "My thoughts exactly. And didn't she kiss you just last night?"

"She did."

"Doesn't it seem… strange?"

Inutaisho shrugged. Inu no Kimi could do whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted. Like Inutaisho said over and over again to her—she was his friend, childhood friends to be exact, but he was in no way interested in her romantically. If she decided to move on and accept it, then Inutaisho would be glad for her.

"Not really. I just hope the dog isn't an asshole."

Yabai crossed his arms. "Actually I heard from the loop that her intended mate is a lynx demon."

Inutaisho's eyebrows shot up. "Lynx? Aren't they extinct? I heard the last of them were wiped out during the War of Revenge…"

The War of Revenge—it was mythological, at best. Nobody believed it happened, but everybody knew it did. The Lynx Demon Tribes were trying to enact revenge against the Wolf Demons for taking over their territory and raping their females. During the fight, however, the Wolf Demons wiped out all of the Lynx Demons, leaving not even one child alive.

They were wiped out.

"Allegedly extinct. Maybe the Wolves never really wiped them all out."

Again, Inutaisho shrugged. "Well, good for her."

"Aren't you the least bit upset?"

"No."

"And your plan on becoming Daiyoukai?"

"Hasn't even begun yet."

"No plans of committing high treason?"

Inutaisho laughed. "No. I might be hell bent on running the Western Continent but I will be doing it in the most legal way possible."

"I swear on mother Earth I have never met a more honest Dog than you, Toga."

"Don't call me Toga."

"Yes, Toga."

Inutaisho punched his friend across the jaw but all Yabai could do was double over in laughter. Inu no Taisho was like a brother he never had—he loved that dog more than anything.

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The sun was setting far past the horizon and Inutaisho watched the molten ball of lava begin to dip. It was early into the night and some of the dogs were retiring, wanting to spend quality time with their mates. Yabai and Susamajii-Inu decided to overdose themselves on sake and wine and were joined by Ounou and Inu no Muteki—though they were older than old, they acted younger than the youngest legionnaires.

Inutaisho didn't want part of the charade so he decided to set himself up on a branch and admire the beauty of the night sky.

Watch the twinkling stars.

Get lost in the world that was his mind.

Closing his eyes, Inutaisho etched a picture of a woman in his mind—the kind of woman he wanted to fall in love with: long, raven black hair… silky, almost, like a soft kimono, soft brown eyes that shone with admiration and love when she looked at him.

A melodious voice.

Soft fingers…

Milky soft complexion…

Inutaisho envisioned this woman to be surrounded by cherry blossom trees, in front of a setting sun. Her silhouette would enhance her beauty even more.

Inhaling deeply, he opened his eyes. Would he ever find a woman like that? Like the kind of woman that occupied his imagination and haunted his dreams? He glanced towards the castle, particularly to the tower that belonged to Inu no Kimi. He knew that the Daiyoukai's niece harboured strong feelings for him; he smelt the desire almost all of the time.

But he didn't love her.

Didn't want her.

And it wasn't in his nature to keep letting her down softly. Eventually Inutaisho just had to tell her how it is: he did not want to be with her.

His father, Inu no Muteki, always told him that he knew that his mother, Tsukika, was the one when he saw her. She was at a shop in the village looking for amulets when he crossed her path and told her that he had never met a demoness like her before. She was graceful and kind hearted—she was the epitome of everything Inu no Muteki wanted.

Everything he ever dreamed about.

Inutaisho wanted a love like his parents. He never met his mother, but he could feel the love she had for his father and him resonate from his father, through the things he did, the stuff he said. Inutaisho, sometimes, could feel a bittersweet familiar aura around him. Normally it was at night, when rain would beat against the earth and the loud drumbeats of thunder echoed through the skies.

On nights that reflected the night that he was born.

Those nights he would feel his mother.

Closing his eyes once more, Inutaisho inhaled deeply again. Somewhere in the distance was a cherry blossom orchard and the smell of the petals assaulted his nose.

And the picture of the woman with brown eyes and long raven black hair entered his mind again.

Will I ever find you?

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