Author's Note: Alright I am back with a new Inucest story. This is going to be a longish story so go ahead and follow. This is also my first attempt at Mpreg which will come later. I never thought I would write a Mpreg story, but this has been stuck in my head for awhile and works for this plot I have in my head. Feel free to review your thoughts, suggestions, or concerns.

Warning: This fic will be a dark one. Boy's Love. Violence. Noncon. Mpreg. BrotherXBrother. You have been warned.

Inuyasha's POV:

"Will yah' shut up and sit down already?!" Inuyasha snapped for what felt like the hundredth time that afternoon.

When the demon slayer simply hobbles by him, he yokes the bundle of firewood out of her arms. "Inuyasha!" The glare she fixes him with is returned ten-fold as he balances all of the materials in one arm to put a supporting hand on the small of her back. He pushes her forward with a little more force than necessary when she reaches back to bat him away. "Inuyasha quit it! I am perfectly capable of walking on my own."

"Then act like it and get a move on."

Once again, he matches her glower with one of his own, but after the brief stare down she sighs and waddles forward with him close at her heels. "At least let me carry some of that."

"No!" The objection comes out more like a bark and startles the nearby villagers. They give the hotheaded duo questioning looks as they stroll past the rice fields.

"And why not?!"

"You. Are. With. Child!" It feels like he has to remind Sango more and more these days that she is heavy with child—more accurately, with children since there are two of them. He would think that her bulging stomach would be enough of a reminder, but apparently not. Kaede has already told them that she should be giving birth any day now, so it infuriates him that she insists on exerting herself unnecessarily. She should be resting and preparing.

"I am pregnant not disabled—" The growls coming from her companion's throat cuts her line of reasoning off and she settles for rolling her eyes in defeat. "Ugh, you are being ridiculous."

'Who's really being ridiculous here?' He decides it would probably be best to keep that comment to himself seeing as he already won the standoff. A feat that is becoming harder and harder with the hormonal taijiya. It seems like any wrong word or odd look can set the young woman off now-a-days, not that her temper was the best to begin with. Who knew pregnant women were so difficult? Inuyasha has certainly learned these last nine moons. 'The sooner she has these brats, the better.' As they near the collection of village shacks, she can no longer hide how much the trek from the forest has affected her. Her bangs are stuck to her forehead from sweat and her breath is coming out in labored pants. Even though the sun is already setting beyond the horizon, her skin is flush with heat and exertion. A scowl puckers his brow and he contemplates whether he should just scoop her up and carry her inside. He knows there will be repercussions for such actions, but the question is how bad can they be?

Before he can make up his mind, Rin appears from the flap of Kaede's home. "Lady Sango, Master Inuyasha you've returned!" Her radiant smile wanes when her big doe eyes take in the woman's haggard appearance. "Lady Sango, are you alright?"

"No." Inuyasha speaks up on her behalf, earning himself another icy glare. "She isn't. Help her inside and make sure she stays put for the rest of the night."

The girl is more than willing to oblige and takes a gentle hold of the pissed lady's arm. She smiles an innocently sweet smile which melts the elder's heart and causes her to sigh in defeat. It is impossible for her to stay angry at the brown-haired girl. "Fine…Has Miroku returned?"

Inuyasha's canine ears flicker toward the retreating girls in time to catch Rin's answer. "No, there has been no word from him or Shippo-kun."

'Great. I knew those idiots were going to take their sweet time and slack off.' He turns away and sprints through the village to the forest outskirts. Once there, he performs the daily task of checking the villager traps; finding nothing but a few measly worm youkais which he makes quick work off with a slash of his claws. When he finishes setting them back up, the sky is a dark bluish-purple. Using the stars for light, he starts patrolling the outskirts of Kaede's village. Although it is the monk's turn to perform these mundane tasks, Inuyasha feels a sense of peace in doing it himself. Not only is he more confident in his vigilance, but It is one of the rarer opportunities he has to be alone these days. The villagers count on him as a protector and his gang's needs often occupy most of his time and day. Being on his own also gives him the chance to visit her without falling victim to his comrade's pity. He does not need any of that right now. He just needs…her back.

His feet push off the final tree branch which places him in the open clearing that houses the Bone-Eater's well. His face is carefully blank as he walks over and squats down in front of it. He runs a clawed hand along the sides despite already having every nook, cranny, and scratch mesmerized. Ever since he was revived from the seal Kikyo put on him all those years ago, he has spent so much of his time at this well. No matter how far his journeys take him and how long he is away, he always finds himself back here. No matter how hard he tries, he cannot stop the small sad smile from tugging at the corner of his mouth. He has too many good memories featuring this well as the setting. It is the only thing that connects him to her; the girl who crossed time. And now, ironically, it is the one thing keeping them apart. 'Kagome'.

Why did she have to go? They finally defeated Naraku. Everyone was avenged. Everyone was reunited. He…had finally let go of Kikyo. And just like that, the only other woman he has ever loved, left him too. First his mother, then Kikyo, and now Kagome. Who's next? Is his pack going to be taken away from him too? Well it is going to happen sooner than he would like to think, and it terrifies him. Eventually, he will be alone again. This is exactly why before he met the high schooler and the late priest, he was very cautious of getting close to anyone. Everyone either leaves, dies, or betrays him in the end. And the pain…it is almost unbearable. But even so, he would not trade all his wonderful memories for anything. Meeting Kagome, forming his pack, and facing down the demons of his past was all well worth the pain he feels now. He wants to hold onto all the heartache. Every time he looks into the dark abyss of the well, it is like tearing open a new wound—no it is worse than that. At least he could shake off a wound easily enough. But he fears that if one day he does not feel that hurt, then she will truly become nothing but another regret of his past. And that would be worse than anything.

A strange smell assaults his senses and snaps him out of his musing. His nose crinkles with the stench of an unknown youkai mingled in with Sango and Kaede's familiar scent. The demonic aura is pungent, yet he can also sense the non-threatening weakness. Still he wastes no time in dashing back to the old priest's abode. Sure enough, as he closes in, he spots Sango and the old lady speaking to a tiny individual he does not recognize. From what he can tell in the pale moonlight, the figure is hardly taller than Rin.

"Inuyasha should be—oh." Sango pauses when the male in question springs out of the trees, landing directly next to her. "Here he is."

"What's going on?" Large emerald eyes stare up at him in terrified awe for a split second before the stranger suddenly drops to his knees and presses his forehead to the ground in the deepest bow he has ever seen. "What?"

"I-Inuyasha-sama," The meek little voice comes out muffled due to his face currently becoming acquainted with the ground. "P-Please f-forgive me f-f-for disturbing your l-lordship, b-but there is a good r-reason I-I have encroached on y-your territory."

'What the hell…Who is this kid?' He looks over to the women to find them looking just as baffled as he feels.

Receiving no response from the silver-haired hanyou must have put the demon-child on edge, because he shrinks even lower to the ground to make himself as small as possible. His petite frame is trembling violently and Inuyasha's nose twitches with the heavy scent of fear coming off of him. "I-I am so very sorry!"

"For what?" The kid looks up for a brief moment but quickly hides his face away when he spies the confused scowl on his face. "What's wrong with you? What are you doing here?" To his dismay, the boy flinches as if Inuyasha just struck him. "Hey! Calm down, will yah'?!" The abrasive request only causes him to shake even more and whimper in fear.

"I-nu-ya-sha. Cut it OUT!" The wind is knocked out of him when the taijiya elbows him hard in the ribs. "Scaring the poor boy like that! You should be ashamed of yourself." Despite the bulge of her heavy pregnancy, she kneels down to as close to eye level as she can get with the terrified stranger. She places a tender hand on his back, and he flinches and let's out a high-pitched whine. "It is alright. We are not going to hurt you." After a long pause, the boy risks another peak through his short bob-like hair. Sango gives him a warm encouraging smile before slowly grabbing his arm. "Come on, let's go inside. We can figure this all out calmly, ne?"

"…" He says nothing, but after hesitating again he allows her to help him up and lead him inside Kaede's hut.

"Che! What the hell is their problem? I didn't even do anything to the brat!"

The old priest chuckles lightly at his outrage. "Inuyasha ye' often come off a bit too…brash. And that mean ol' mug of yers' is enough to frighten any child and most men."

"You have some nerve to talk about someone else's old mug, baba."

She can only laugh at that. "Give us a few minutes to calm the lad down, then ye' can come inside."

"Hmpt." His scowl deepens when she leaves him standing outside with his arms crossed indignantly. He looks down at Kirara who mewls cutely and brushes up against his leg in sympathy before joining her master inside. 'Where the hell is Miroku and Shippo?' Night has long since captured the sky and it is unlikely they will be home before morning now. 'I don't like this. They're late and all of a sudden, this demon kid shows up? I didn't feel an evil aura coming from him and Kirara seems at ease, but…I don't like coincidences.'

After glowering at the sky and tapping his foot for longer than he would like, Sango finally calls out to him. He storms inside to find them all sitting around the fire pit. The boy is sitting close to Sango, nursing a warm drink in both his shaking hands. In the light of the fire, Inuyasha can see him properly for the first time. He truly is a child, with the same build as Kohaku but as small as Rin. His shoulder length hair is indigo colored, and he uses his overly long fringe to hide his round emerald eyes from view. Two tiny demon horns protrude from his temples matching the tiny, soft looking blue scales that span from his temples to the corner of his eyes. The same scales cover his skinny fingers. 'Is he…a dragon youkai?' The most notable thing about his baby face, is the large red blemish which encompasses all of his right eye and most of his cheek as well. The wrinkled scar stands out against his bronze skin as if his face was charred by fire.

The boy starts to squirm under his scrutinizing stare so Inuyasha averts his scowl to the demon slayer. "So? What's this all about?"

"Well, we did not pry too much considering his—ah, fragile state. But he made it clear that it is very important that he speaks to you directly, Inuyasha. All we managed to learn is that he travelled far and wide for many days in an attempt to find you."

He can tell that much is true just by looking at him. His beige tunic is almost brown and torn in many places from the wear and tear of harsh travel. His sunburned skin is caked in dirt as well and he bears the typical scrapes and bruises of an unexperienced traveler. Or perhaps, from fleeing from dangerous predators. Inuyasha can recall being his age. His mother had just died, and he had to brave the wilderness on his own because no village would accept him. Demons and humans. They both found him disgusting and ge learned all about the cruel reality of surviving on his own the hard way.

His brow furrows in annoyance at where his thoughts have taken him, and he wills those memories away with a quick shake of his head. "Okay. He found me, now what?"

The youkai visibly gulps and Inuyasha folds his arms into his sleeve and leans against the wall nearest to the opening. He is trying to appear as non-threatening as possible and it must be somewhat successful because they boy takes a deep calming breath. "First, I-I want to a-apologize for m-my behavior earlier." There is still a tremor to his timid voice but, this is probably as good as it is going to get so Inuyasha nods for him to continue. "My n-name is Tatsuya. I-I have come a long way to b-beg for your assistance o-on the behalf of Lord Khuzaimah."

"Haah? Who's that?"

"Lord Khuzaimah!" The yelp of surprise grabs everyone's attention and they all look to Kirara. Myoga pops out of the fur on the feline's head making Tatsuya blink in stunned silence. Everyone else is completely used to the old flea's sudden appearances.

"You know of this lord?" Sango asks.

"Yes, but I did not know he was still alive and well. It has been hundreds of years since I've heard that name. He is the nephew of the late Ryukotsusei."

"The dragon demon who was sealed by Inuyasha's father and later defeated by Inuyasha when Naraku reawakened him?"

"The very same."

"Wait." Inuyasha interjects. "I thought Ryukotsusei was more of a spirit than a youkai?"

"It is a bit complicated than that Master Inuyasha. Lord Ryukotsusei was a powerful daiyoukai who was sealed as a spirt by your father. Dragons are rare now and most only exist as spirits or rudimentary demons."

"Okay," The ancient flea's explanation has left him with more questions than answers.
"So, what does the nephew of Ryukotsusei want from me?"

This time the question is aimed at the dragon whelp who jumps at being addressed so abruptly. "O-Oh y-yes, um Lord Khuzaimah and the rest of our p-pride are holed up in a roost in the mountains. A rogue group of panther demons have been launching attacks against us for a long time now." 'Panther demons again?' "Our Lord is desperate for assistance in this m-matter and he s-sent me to find you."

"Huh? Why me?"

"Y-You are a powerful Daihanyou; s-son of Inutaisho. The one who defeated N-Naraku-sama. M-My Lord recognizes y-your obvious greatness."

"O-Kay," It takes everything in him not to roll his eyes. Since the defeat of the spider scum, people have been coming from all over to implore him for aid. Miroku has, of course, made a little business of it by lending their various services out for a certain fee. In fact, he and Shippo left in order to exorcise a nearby village. Inuyasha never participates willingly and avoids it as much as he can, especially if it involves travelling away from his pack for too long. "Why not look for Sesshomaru instead? He helped in the defeat of Naraku. And he's the first bastard of that old man. And he's dealt with the panther clan many times."

"U-Uh, ah Khuzaimah-sama did not say, my lord. He o-only instructed me to find you no matter what."

"And let's face it Inuyasha," Kaede comments from her cot near the fire. "Yer' older brother isn't the most approachable of people."

"Nor charitable." Sango adds.

"Tch." 'Who the hell do they think I am?' "Do I look like a monk? Or like someone's servant? Look kid," Surprisingly Tatsuya does not flinch this time but, there is still obvious apprehension in his gems for eyes. "I'm not some mercenary for hire. You guys need to figure this out yourselves or look somewhere else for help."

"NO!" Everyone starts in shock when he throws himself at the hanyou's feet. "P-PLEASE! P-Please Inuyasha-sama! We need the help! Every day I watch as my brothers and sisters are picked off one by one and killed. They even go after the eggs. It won't be long until they get me too. Please, I'm so scared."

Returning his wide gold eyes back to a normal size takes some doing but once he manages it, he frowns and tries to remove his feet from under the boy. "Oi, quit yer' groveling! Aren't you Ryu-youkai supposed to be prideful? Aren't you supposed to be some of the most powerful beings out there? I'm sure this Lord Khuzu—whatever can do something about this on his own—"

"He cannot! Lord Khuzaimah says we need you," To his mortification, the boy starts weeping so hard that he hyperventilates between words. "You are our l-last h-h-hope Inuyasha-sama. I-I can't return without you. I'm as g-good as dead. We all are!" His words dissolve into intelligible sobs and Kaede gets up to sooth him.

"Inuyasha." Sango struggles to her feet and waddles over to the male, grabbing onto his frosty locks and ushering him outside.

"Hey! Watch the hair!"

"Inuyasha, what's wrong with you?!"

"What do you mean?"

"You have to help that boy!"

"I don't have to do shit! Sango, I'm not some errand boy out to save every sap who…" He trails off into a gulp as she glares daggers at him. The aura around her turns sinister as if the gates of Hell just opened up before him. "Look I…will check it out." It would be a lie to say the boy's pleas did not get to him. He was planning on at least scoping out the situation even without her demands. He is just surprised by the brunette's strong reaction. Although her hatred of demons has diminished since they first met, the demon-slayer still holds a prejudice and is generally suspicious of ones she does not know. Maybe her developing mother-instinct is making her over sympathetic towards the child. Or it could also be that she misses her younger brother, who left awhile ago to train. "I'll go, but I am not leaving you guys until Miroku comes back."

"That's fine. It should give Tatsuya time to rest and get cleaned up." She shows him a brilliant smile and gives him a quick hug before ducking back inside. '…Sheesh, she needs to hurry and have these babies. These mood swings are dangerous.'

Inuyasha looks up at the starry sky as a chill wind whips his silver tresses around his stern face.

'What is this bad feeling…'