InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Divine Retribution ❯ Coffee, and fights, and Alpha’s Rights. ( Chapter 4 )

Chapter 3

 

Coffee, and fights, and Alpha's Rights.

 

"Coffee should be black as hell, strong as death and as sweet as love."
Turkish proverb

 

Authors note: I DON'T own Starbucks!!!!

 

Inu Yasha let out a jaw-popping yawn, exposing very sharp pearly white teeth while white puppy ears on top of his silver head flattened to his skull as his eyes closed.  It was going to be a long day, he could already tell.

 

Walking past the receptionist desk, he grabbed a stack of messages that had an obnoxious neon pink sticky note with his name written on it on the top. Grumbling under his breath about the evil receptionist, he grabbed an ordinary tan and green travel mug of coffee that was sitting in a drink carrier on the desk before heading to his office.

 

Kami he hated mornings! Normal people were asleep right now, dreaming the dawn away beside their mates. Why couldn't he be? Because he had to work with his no good, cheating, mother fucking older half brother; a slave driver who demanded that Inu Yasha be there at least by 7:30.

 

Just thinking of the prick and his haughty behavior made his mood worsen, and the coffee in his mouth taste sour. Swallowing, Inu yasha blanched and shook his head trying to rid his mouth of the taste. Sniffing the drink, he took another sip before spitting it back into the cup.

 

“OI! What the hell is this shit?” He yelled turning to look at the receptionist.

 

Ayame stared at him quizzically for a moment before noticing the coffee cup he was waving. With cried “Oh!” She sprinted forward to snatch the cup out of his hand.

 

“That's my double soy white chocolate mocha frappuccino.” She said cradling the drink in her hands._____

 

“Double frappa what?” The hanyou asked watching as the wolf pet the cup like it was a small kitten she had found in the rain. “Where's the coffee? I need caffeine!”

 

Ayame shook her head. “Inu yasha. This,” She said pointing to the cup. “Is coffee. It's Starbucks, the best coffee in the world!” She shook the cup under his nose.

 

Inu yasha shoved her hand away. “That shit 'aint coffee, it taste like poison that your wimpy ass boyfriend pissed in!” He said crossing his arms to glare at the red head.

 

Ayame growled at him. “It does not! It's chocolate. Besides Koga is too much a gentleman to do something like that.” She said tossing a lock of hair over her shoulder.

 

Inu yasha feh'ed and rolled his eyes. Clearly, she didn't know Koga well enough. The wolf could be put up to any thing and easily got away with it. He watched as she made her way back to the front desk, raising the cup to her lips. She was just about to take a sip of her “coffee” when he spoke up.

 

“You know I spit in that.” He said a moment before the cup touched her lips.

 

Ayame shuddered and held the cup at arms length. “Ewww! Inu yasha you've ruined my coffee!” She cried glaring at him

 

Inu yasha smirked. “Well now we can get some real coffee.” He said making his way to the break room.

 

Ayame scowled and stalked after him. “What about my frappuccino?” She asked watching as he measured out the regular store bought brand and put it into the machine.

 

The hanyou simple shrugged. “Drink it if you want.” He cut on the machine and listened to it hum as it started up. “I need real coffee if I'm going to make it through today.” He cried waving his hands in the air.

 

Ayame took a deep breath and counted to ten before looking at her `friend' again. “Listen doggie do little, I want coffee too! And you ruined mine so it's only right you replace it!” She said grabbing the `scruff' of his coat jacket and dragging him back towards the office doors.”

 

“Hey” Inu yasha yelped swiping behind him at her arm. “What the hell? Let me go bitch!” He shouted struggling to get out of her grasp.

 

Ayame swung him around and dropped him on his butt two feet from the door.

“First off Inu yasha, yes I am a bitch, but you don't have the right to call me that. Second you ruined my coffee and unless you want to find out just how big of a bitch I can be you will go to Starbucks and get me some more on your way back!” She snarled leaning over him in the typical dominant “bitch” position.

 

“I may not be able to purify or sit you, but trust me I can make your life miserable.”

 

Rubbing the back of his head, Inu Yasha glared at her from the ground. What was that saying? Hell hath no furry like a woman scorned? Whoever the moron was that had come up what that number didn't know the type of women he did. All this over a fucking cup of coffee? No wonder Koga made sure Ayame didn't catch him in one of his pranks. This woman was psycho.

 

“Wait where the hell am I supposed to be going?” He asked getting to his feet.

 

The wolf sighed. “Don't you read your messages?” she asked walking back to her desk. “Jaken called and said that something is terrible wrong. Mr. Taisho hasn't gotten out of bed yet and the little green slime ball is wondering if he should call an ambulance.” She handed him a slip of paper that had the message written on it.

 

Taking it Inu yasha read over it and smirked. “Ha! The bastard is sick huh? Well I guess that means I'll be in charge today!” He puffed out his chest and grinned as if he was on top of the world.

 

Ayame shook her head as his laughter filled the floor, causing several heads to rise above cubicles and turn in their direction. “Ok sir,” She said smiling at him. “Don't forget that today you have a meeting with the board of trustees to decide on the backing for the ten year contract concerning Tokyo General.”

 

She made a show of checking her planner. “The meeting starts in half an hour, and a copy of the contract is on your desk. Sesshoumaru-sama has the notes on the proposal, but I'm sure you'll be able to handle it.” She said giving him a doubting smile.

 

Inu yasha ignored it, his mind occupied with his newly acquired power, even if it was only for a day. “Heh, I'm gonna show that bastard that I can do anything he can do.” He said turning and walking back to his office.

 

Ayame shook her head and simply waited, jotting down her order as she mentally counted off the seconds. `One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi.' Inu Yasha's door opened and closed with a thud.

 

`Four Mississippi, five Mississippi, six Mississippi.'

 

“FUCK!” Echoed throughout the building as Inu yasha no doubt read over the contract.

 

Seven Mississippi, eight Mississippi,'

 

The hanyou's door flew open as its former occupant came barreling down the hallway.

 

`Nine Mississippi, ten Mississippi.'

 

Inu yasha dashed by her desk, heading for the elevator. Reaching it, he pushed the button frantically, as though it would come faster the more he pushed it.

 

“Hey Inu yasha.” Ayame called drawing his attention away from the abused button.

 

He turned to her with a look that said `what' and then blinked when she waved a slip of paper at him.

 

“Don't forget it Inu yasha.” She said handing him the piece of paper.

 

Inu yasha glanced at it before glaring at her. “You gotta be fucking kidding me! I don't have time to get your stupid frappuccino! I don't even have time to make it to Sesshoumaru's place and back before the meeting starts!”

 

Ayame simply smiled “Call me when you get to Starbucks and I promise you won't be late.”

 

Inu yasha gaped at her like had completely lost if before the ding of the elevator brought him back to reality. “You crazy wench.” He shouted dashing into the empty elevator. He frowned at her smirk.  “Just trust me Inu yasha.” She called before the doors closed.

 

Laughing she made her way to the window and watched, all of her senses attuned to the street below.

 

“Hey Ayame!” Miroku called sliding up beside her. “What are you looking at?” He asked leaning towards her.

 

“Just watch.” She replied.

 

Miroku shrugged and took a sip Inu Yasha's freshly brewed coffee and focused his attention on the ground several stories below them.

 

Sure enough, moments later a ruckus erupted as a familiar silver and red figure dashed out of the building. Miroku nearly chocked on his drink as he watched his hanyou friend practically rip another man out of a waiting taxi.

 

Face almost as red as his suit coat, the hanyou was shouting and waving his arms as he dove into the car. Milliseconds later the taxi's tires burned rubber as it merged into traffic, cutting off two other cars as the driver hurried to do as Inu yasha bid. It disappeared around a bend moments later.

 

Ayame chuckled beside him and sauntered back to her desk while the Miroku simply gaped at the spot the taxi had disappeared. “What's his problem?' He asked turning to the wolf.

 

Ayame grinned and pulled out her cell phone. “I'll tell you in a minute. One question though, is Sango at work?”  Miroku nodded and watched as she dialed a number. He swallowed hard at the smile she gave when it was answered.

 

“Koga-kun! I need a favor…” She pulled up the names of the four trustees.

 

 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

 

 

 

Inu yasha paid the nervous taxi driver, grumbling all the while under his breath that the guy could have gone faster. Never the less his tip was substantial and it alone brought a smile to the old man's face.

 

Dashing out the door before the driver could properly thank him; he made his way up the stairs that led to the house, or the summer cottage, as he liked to call it. It was the smallest of the five or so houses Sesshoumaru owned, and Inu yasha had always thought that it had been Kagome's personal choice that had kept it moderately small.

 

Not even bothering to knock, Inu yasha burst into the house, causing Jaken who was currently standing in the entryway to screech and stumble backwards, dropping a tray of food in the process.

 

Squawking the green kappa righted himself, yellow eyes bulging out even more in his anger. “You! How dare you intrude into the great Sesshoumaru's home with out an invitation!” He shouted flailing his small arms.

 

Inu Yasha's fist met the top of Jaken's head, raising a large bump. “Shut up you baka! You left a message at my office about the bastard, remember?”  He snarled glaring down at the much smaller demon. “Now I'm only going to ask this once. Where is Sesshoumaru?”

 

Jaken swallowed hard at the look. “My lord is still upstairs.” He replied quietly. He blinked and the hanyou was gone, bounding up yet another flight of stairs. “Shall I call an ambulance?” Jaken asked, voice wavering with concern.

 

Inu yasha shook his head. “Nah, but you can bring up a cup of coffee.” He said turning down the hallway to the master bedroom. Not even bothering to knock he barged in, praying his brother wasn't sleeping in the buff. ______

 

“Oi! Sesshoumaru wake up! We've got a meeting in less than 20 freaking minutes!” He shouted striding over to the bed where his brother lay. Instinct kicked in a millisecond before poisonous claws sliced through the air his head had been occupying, as he leaped away.

 

Landing by the bed, Inu Yasha wasn't surprised to come face to face with his barely awake, very angry, red eyed brother. Sesshoumaru was growling low in his throat, his canines exposed in a vicious snarl. Inu yasha had never seen Sesshoumaru like this; his brother had completely lost control.

 

Adrenalin kicked in as Sesshoumaru turned to attack once again, swiping at Inu Yasha's midsection.

 

When the claws passed dangerously close through the air in front of him, Inu Yasha noticed two things: One his brother wasn't fighting him the way he normally would. Usually it was just a sparing contest, something to help both of them to loose a little stress. ____However, right now it was as if Sesshoumaru was ready to kill him, but was uncoordinated and clumsy. The Second thing Inu Yasha noticed was the heavy scent of alcohol laced with Sesshoumaru's breath. Enough alcohol, Inu yasha realized, to knock both him and Koga on their asses. 

 

`Fuck! No wonder his beast was able to take over so easily, he's shit faced!' He realized, watching as Sesshoumaru stalked towards him. The Taiyoukai's ruby eyes focused intently on Inu Yasha's face, muscles rippled under the smooth skin of his chest and arms as he prepared for another attack. “Traitor.” He hissed cracking his knuckles. Poison dripped from his fingertips, searing through wood as it landed on the polished floors.

 

Surprised Inu yasha cocked his head to the side. “Say what? What do you mean traitor?”

 

Sesshoumaru sliced at him again, this time Inu Yasha's coat fell to the floor in a flurry of red ribbons. “You are a traitor.” He hissed again, the stripes on his face going jagged as his face elongated.

 

`Shit. He's going to transform” Inu yasha realized as invisible winds picked up, swirling around both inu youkai and throwing their hair into the wind.

 

Jaki was pouring off Sesshoumaru in waves, some so strong that they nearly forced Inu Yasha to his knees. Comprehending just how serious the situation was, the hanyou did something that most would never assume he did; He thought through possible outcomes.

 

`Ok. I have one highly pissed off, shit faced Taiyoukai who is about to transform and rip me into shreds. Just like the good old days. Except, damn it, I don't have Tetsuiga!' For once the hanyou was actually worried about his personal health. Cocky remarks and his claws weren't going to get him very far. The inu part of him demanded that he submit, while the human part of him wanted to reason.

 

Inu yasha did both. He let out a small whine that captured his brother's attention, and titled his head to the side revealing his neck in a sign of submission. Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed for a moment, before a low growl escaped him, indecision warring in his eyes. It was within his rights to kill any traitors to his pack, yet the half breed seemed not to know what his transgression was.

 

A small end table was picked up by the winds; it spun in them for a moment before being thrown through the window. Glass rained down in all directions, while shards of it caught in the invisible gale. They sliced through the room, ripping the canopy's sheer material to shreds and slashed through the thick curtains like they were wet rice paper.

 

`Ok submission didn't work too well, let's try reasoning.' Inu yasha thought watching as the older inu took a step forward. “Sesshoumaru!!! What did I do to betray you?” He asked racking his brain to remember what prank he had pulled that could have possibly pissed the Taiyoukai off this much. Was it the purple hair color in his conditioner? The girly smelling perfume Inu yasha had sprayed in his closet? Or maybe it was the time he and Koga had thrown Jaken through the bathroom window when Sesshoumaru was taking a shower. That alone would be enough to warrant a death sentence. Yet they had gotten away scotch free. What was it?

 

Sesshoumaru's garnet eyes lightened considerably to a paler shade, as the winds died down. Slowly but surely Sesshoumaru was taking back over his body, forcing his youkai half to recede. He glared at his younger brother seeming to weight the options of discipline, and to both Sesshoumaru and his youkai there were many.

 

Inu Yasha found himself fidgeting against his will; damn the bastard could make a person squirm with just a look. They might each be able to tolerate the others presence with a minimal number of brawls, and Inu yasha got away with more pranks than he ever had before. Yet there was always a reason for Inu yasha to fear not respecting Sesshoumaru. The Taiyoukai was alpha, and Inu yasha needed a constant reminder of that it seemed.

 

Sesshoumaru was still walking towards him, his eyes, no longer red were rimmed in pink and narrowed at him.

 

“You kept my pup from me.” He said coldly. This was a test of faith; the next words out of the hanyou's mouth would decide his fate.

 

Inu yasha's eyes widened and he swallowed hard before opening his mouth to speak.

 

“You know about Rin?”