Summary: He wanted to be a woman. To be free of the life he lived. Told his head was in the clouds, Inuyasha gets an unexpected visit from Sesshomaru. With Kagome gone with Naraku, could Inuyasha find happiness again?

Inuyasha Mpreg

Chapter 1

His mind was always gone. He never cared to bring it back, dreaming of all the things he had neglected before. Many years had come and gone in his daze, villages torn down to be rebuilt with cities. Demons breeded with humans till their bloodlines were no more, and mankind prospered. But Inuyasha was still there. His friends past and were reborn, employee's of his company now.

He didn't care much for it though, only confiding himself with Miroku. He was the only one to know of his rebirth, and the only one that still trusted Inuyasha. Kagome was reborn again as well, but in this life she was married to Naraku, though the once powerful half demon was only human. Inuyasha tried not to care, keeping his distance of the expecting couple. Miroku understood his pain, but he wouldn't let it eat his only friend alive.

Inuyasha could hardly care. He was the richest man in all of Japan and every girl lusted after him. Being a half demon was erotic to many women, but Inuyasha just wasn't interested. He didn't care because what he wanted ran deeper than his desires.

He wanted to be a woman.

He wanted to be free from his ongoing life of dreaming. And with the recent upgrade in technology, he could be. He had all the money, had the perfect health record. All except his heritage. If his body were forced to change, it would only change back to becoming a man. If he had born a woman from the start, there would have been no wars, no Naraku. His father wouldn't have died. But none of that mattered now. Inuyasha wanted to be a woman to escape his life now, and his day dreams were his only escape to what could be.

"Maybe I should slay myself. I may be reborn into a woman," Inuyasha whispered, his friend Miroku looking up to him from his work. Their desks were on the opposite side of each other, placed that way so Inuyasha could speak with him freely in the near empty room. Miroku was surprised he got a promotion so quickly from office grunt to assistant manager, but when he got his memories back, he knew exactly why.

Inuyasha was on the break of a mental meltdown.

Or just a mid life crisis, since he was a half demon.

"You never know when you will reincarnate Inuyasha. What if a hundred years from now woman are treated worse?" Inuyasha looked up to his old friend, sighing softly as he sat back in his seat.

"And if you did slay yourself, who would be left to run the company? I hardly know how to respond to an email properly!" Inuyasha smirked, knowing the old monk wasn't telling the truth. Inuyasha did everything robotically, making him an unstoppable opponent. Millions of people had tried to drag him down, but because he appeared as a stone wall, people tended to throw stones instead of bolders. Inuyasha looked to the door when there was a knock, his secretary opening it softly on his command.

"Mr. Inuyasha, a man named Sesshomaru is here to see you. He says it's urgent." Inuyasha looked to Miroku who raised an eyebrow, the secretary looking from both men for any indication of what to do. Inuyasha sighed after a long moment, standing up from his seat.

"Take him to my private office. I will speak with him there." His secretary nodded before closing the door silently, the click of her heels making Inuyasha's ears twitch. He looked over to Miroku who had returned to his work, obviously not wanting to be part of this family quarrel.

"What do you think he wants?" Inuyasha asked, planning on taking his sweet time before he went to visit the bastard. It was funny how the guy ignored him for all these years, even after he gave up his throne to pursue his life of solitude. It was either that or the humans would tear it down anyway. Inuyasha wasn't to keen on talking to him, but he had a reputation to uphold. He would make sure Sesshomaru didn't ruin it.

"Money. It just may be he lost his riches over the many years," Miroku replied, looking up from his work to his once again day dreaming friend.

"Just be careful. The last thing we need is that you were being a vicious demon on the morning paper." Inuyasha smirked, turning away from Miroku and heading towards his private office. The windows in his private office were tinted, and steel shades were used to cover them at night. The walls were sound proofed and the door could only be unlocked from inside. Every time he became a full human, he used that room, too afraid to go home instead.

A lot of people wanted him dead.

Inuyasha walked down the long hallway to his private office, opening the door but not bothering to look up. He walked straight over to the coffee machine, putting in a new batch of coffee in case this session lasted longer than he expected. He looked up when he was done, seeing his brother standing by the window. A pair of black skinny jeans, a sweater and a hat covering his bun of long hair, replaced his usual demon uniform. He was faced away from Inuyasha, looking outside to the small world beneath them.

Inuyasha was not in the mood for guess who, turning around and heading over to his filing cabinet. He had a lot of work he brought into this room, helping him past the time at nights. Inuyasha looked for a particular file, placing it on the table by the cabinet and sitting down with a sigh.

"What do you want Sesshomaru?" Inuyasha asked, opening the file and looking at the chart in front of him. Another company want to begin a partnership with him, and though Inuyasha thought about it, his answer was going to be no. That would only lead to conflicts. Inuyasha let the silence ring as Sesshomaru decided to be quiet, filling out paperwork and looking over things.

He could admit having a partnership would be nice, but this company was only out to blackmail him. He looked up when he heard footsteps, Sesshomaru walking up to his desk. Inuyasha leaned back in his seat, looking up to Sesshomaru. The demon didn't look much different, though his bangs were cut a little shorter.

"Be my mate."

Inuyasha, well his old self, would have choked and spat at the idea of mating with the bastard. The person he was right now didn't really care, but he was still going to say no. Finding another demon would be hard, but Inuyasha didn't really care. He had a company to run, not a mating ground. Inuyasha closed the file and stood up, walking over to the filing cabinet.

"No." Inuyasha opened the filing cabinet and put the folder away, closing it with a metallic bang.

"If that is all, you may leave." Inuyasha turned around, leveling Sesshomaru with his stare. Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes, but Inuyasha stayed calm. The coffee machine beeped to signal the coffee was ready, Inuyasha looking to it. He gasped when he was pinned against the filing cabinet, grunting when he felt the handles dig into his back.

"I wasn't giving you a choice." Inuyasha took in a deep breath, looking up to Sesshomaru whose eyes seemed lighter than he remembered. Inuyasha stayed calm despite his predicament, trying to move his wrists from Sesshomaru's tight grip. He had been working out a lot since those years, and he was sure he could get out of his grasp.

"Sesshomaru, if you haven't noticed, this is not our time. If I say no, you have no authority over my dec-!" Inuyasha was stopped in his tracks when Sesshomaru kissed him, the sudden touch of skin against skin surprising him. Inuyasha was sure this was only because Sesshomaru wanted a share of his money, but he was in no mood to be tricked. Inuyasha got his wrists free and was about to push Sesshomaru away, but suddenly he was on the table.

He gasped when Sesshomaru pulled away from the kiss, letting him breathe. Inuyasha gasped when his shirt was torn open, claws tearing off his belt. Inuyasha kicked Sesshomaru away, back flipping over the table and landing on his feet. He leveled his stare with Sesshomaru's, growling softly in warning. He shook away his primeval urge to fight though, taking off his ripped shirt and heading over to the closet he had in that room to get another.

If Inuyasha were a woman, he would probably consider this. But he wasn't, and he would never be. He stopped by his closet door, looking to his ripped shirt. He wanted to end his life of suffering, he knew that much. Escaping the spotlight and the people. To live the life of solitude he wanted to so badly. But unlike Sesshomaru, he couldn't have everything he wanted.

"Even if I did consider it, you are not a suitable mate," Inuyasha whispered, opening the closet door. He took out a shirt and a belt, walking over to the table.

"Is that so?" Sesshomaru echoed, Inuyasha looking to the demon when he moved closer. He looked away but didn't put down his guard, taking off what was left of his belt.

"Wouldn't it be nice for you to escape, Inuyasha?" Inuyasha stopped in the process of putting on his shirt, looking back to his brother. He breathed deeply, wondering what was going on inside the demons head. He had a feeling Sesshomaru knew some things, but he tried to not let it get to him.

"Everybody wants to escape," Inuyasha replied softly, looking at his belt that lay on the table lifelessly. He curled his hand up into a fist, thinking back to his life before Kagome. How much freedom he used to have…

"And what if I could make you free?" Sesshomaru asked, pinning Inuyasha down to the table once again. Inuyasha frowned up at Sesshomaru, the demon unbuttoning his jeans. Inuyasha doubted sex would make him free, but for a split second he thought it could. Wasn't that why men and women had affairs? To be free of the life they already lived?

"Let me show you how being my mate will set you free." Inuyasha guessed this pent up tension was because Sesshomaru had yet to find someone to fuck, and though he knew he would regret this later, he lay still, letting Sesshomaru undress him. Sesshomaru only lowered down his own pants, but Inuyasha was bare on the table. Lubricant wasn't a problem, Sesshomaru using his saliva instead. Inuyasha tried not to pay attention to it, once again day dreaming of how this would be if he was a woman. He lifted his feet onto the table, making himself more available.

Inuyasha arched with a gasp when something shocked him inside, a small moan escaping his lips from the pleasure that thrummed through his body. Sesshomaru's fingers skimmed over it again, making Inuyasha cry out softly from the pleasure. Inuyasha kept his eyes closed, feeling the things that happened to his body. He arched again when the spot was touched, Inuyasha's eyes fluttering open when the fingers were removed.

"Did you like that?" Sesshomaru asked, Inuyasha nodding weakly as he let his eyes close again. He could tell he was hard from the play, but he didn't hide it. Encountering a man this way was not his first time, but being pleasured that way was new. Most men didn't know how to find that spot, but Inuyasha didn't mind. The pain was just as welcomed. Using condoms was always a necessity too, but he didn't have any here. It wasn't like he was a woman anyway.

Inuyasha gasped when he felt something larger press against his ass, opening his eyes to see Sesshomaru looking down to where he was leading himself. Inuyasha grabbed onto the table when he pushed in roughly, a small whimper escaping his throat. He breathed through the pain, looking to the side instead of at Sesshomaru. He didn't want to be reminded of what he was doing.

All he wanted to be was free.

Inuyasha grunted when Sesshomaru started to move, closing his eyes when spikes of pleasure accompanied the dulled pain. His body moved with each thrust, his thighs shaking from the stimulation. Inuyasha opened his eyes when Sesshomaru grabbed his thighs, pulling him closer. His thrusts quickened slightly, Inuyasha arching when the change in angle made Sesshomaru's member slide over that spot with each thrust. Inuyasha clawed at the table, moaning loudly when he sped up his thrusts.

"Harder!" Inuyasha moaned, never thinking there would be a day he would ask such a thing from Sesshomaru. But at that moment, none of the past mattered. Inuyasha was no longer a kid, and he would treat this situation like an adult. He was having sex, and he was damn well enjoying it.

"Do it… Do it harder!" Inuyasha cried out, shivering when he felt his insides burn with anticipation. It had been a while since he felt the power of a demon.

Sesshomaru didn't disappoint him, putting a hand on Inuyasha's chest as he sped up his thrusts till the table started to skid across the floor. Inuyasha bit his bottom lip, his usual daydreaming replaced with the reality in front of him. Inuyasha arched with a cry when Sesshomaru hit his spot harder, his body covered in sweat as he rocked his hips against Sesshomaru's.

Inuyasha reached his hand down to stroke himself, but he already knew he was almost there. A few strokes would be all it would take, but Inuyasha wanted to prolong it. He held tight onto the base, reaching a hand forward and grabbing onto Sesshomaru's waist. Inuyasha pushed himself down onto Sesshomaru's member, his body screaming in ecstasy as he was given everything he craved so badly.

"Tell me your mine," Sesshomaru growled low in his chest, Inuyasha arching with a silent scream when Sesshomaru pulled him down onto his member roughly. Inuyasha had lost himself in this moment a long time ago, his pupils dilated and his breath coming out in short spurts of air. He opened his eyes when Sesshomaru grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled, forcing Inuyasha to arch against him. Inuyasha loved it, closing his eyes when he lost the fight to keep them open.

"I-I'm yours! All yours…" Inuyasha stroked himself when he couldn't take the build up of pressure anymore, gasping when Sesshomaru released into him first. The shot of warmth inside him made him feel paper thin and light, his own orgasm carrying him above the clouds.

He was finally free.

Just when he thought it would last forever he came crashing down, panting as he laid on the desk passively. Inuyasha looked to Sesshomaru who seemed frozen in place, his head bowed as he had yet to pull out of Inuyasha. Inuyasha closed his eyes again, his body now suddenly craving that freedom once again. He had the libido of a teenage boy, but he knew he had work to do.

"Come back two days from now."

Inuyasha didn't bother to look at Sesshomaru, keeping his eyes closed. Sesshomaru leaned down and kissed him, Inuyasha moaning softly into the kiss. When Sesshomaru pulled away Inuyasha opened his eyes, looking over the older demon. Sesshomaru pulled out slowly, putting himself away. Inuyasha sat up on his desk, wincing slightly from the pain in his ass.

"I'll meet you at your house tonight. I will not wait to ravish what is mine." Inuyasha kept his eyes closed till Sesshomaru left, rubbing his face with a hand.

Was this worth his freedom?

Inuyasha opened his eyes, looking to the ceiling. It wasn't like he could go back now. Inuyasha smirked, suddenly ecstatic. He wouldn't tell Miroku about this, and for now, it would be his dirty secret. A dirty secret he would enjoy till it was over.

Who ever said freedom didn't come in the form of sex?

Author's note: New story, and expect Inuyasha to be a little OC. Everybody changes over time.