Summary: When you find out you had seven months left to live, how would you spend it? Nara/Sess - YAOI

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. This is just a fan-made story and does not fit in the plot.

Enjoy~ OOC :) !NARAKUPOV!

PROLOGUE

I was diagnosed with lung cancer and had 7 months to live. So, how do I choose to spend it?

I stooped down to be a player, well not exactly. Yes, I just moved from partner to partner, but our relationship lasted longer than that of a true player and his couple. Can't a man enjoy the last months of his life?

And so my time started to tick.

o~~~o

What is love to you?

I've often asked that to my lovers and myself. All came with a different answer and most described it with one word.

I stroked her hair. "What is love to you?"

"Eeeh, what's this all of a sudden?"

Chuckle. "Just answer the question."

"An adventure."

"Oh, and why is that?"

"Because, you fight, argue, make love, make up and sometimes you break up, but always in the end you're back together. And maybe you'll have the urge to say, 'That was one hell of an adventure!'"

Amusing. Mitsuki - she lasted 3 weeks.

My hand slid up his thigh. "What is love to you?"

"Satisfaction."

"Why would you think that?"

"I don't devote myself to one person, so I wouldn't exactly call it 'love'. I guess getting new 'lovers' are satisfying, like it is right now." And he landed a peck on my cheek.

Kenji - he lasted 3 weeks.

I whispered huskily against his ear. "What is love to you?"

"Money."

"So, your love for me means 'money'?"

"No, your love for me means money. You* can't win me over with a confession."

Ignorant fool. Kuren - lasted 5 days.

Across the dinner table and looking directly into her eyes. "What is love to you?"

"Hmm? Well, an oath."

"Elaborate."

"To love someone is to promise you'd only feel and have eyes for them. And to do that devotion is a requirement."

"Is that why you prohibited us from saying 'I love you'?" I swirled my wine.

"Naraku, you're just a like."

Ha. "Understandable."

Intelligent. Kagura - she lasted 5 weeks.

So, that was approximately 3 months and 1 week wasted of my, now, short life.

And finally, I asked you the question. "Sesshomaru, what is love to you?"

"A mere word."

What? "So, when I said 'I love you' to you all those times. What did they mean to you?"

"A mere sentence." He said with the same exterior coldness.

"And why would you think that?"

"Facebook, text messages, friend ship, girlfriends and boyfriends, cyber world, likes or crushes. Everyone uses that phrase. It's hard to believe 'love' is a rare occurrence."

"Sesshomaru, you're harder to break open than cement or rock. Why must you take things so seriously?"

"I will not be defenseless and be vulnerable to, what may be, fake confessions people randomly say."

"So must I use 'like' to get through to you?" I looked at him questioningly.

"Only the future may tell us."

There was silence for a while. "Hey, Sesshomaru?"

No answer.

"Did you know that-" He slowly looked to me, "-the feeling 'love' is inevitable?"

"Hmph."

Seriously, who knew that that man would be the one I wanted to spend my last months with?

4 months was never enough.

Oooh! So the count down begins~~

Mind that I won't be using that kind of writing style, just in the prologue ^^.

Seeyaz~

*He refers to anyone.