InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Male Migraines ❯ Too Much Information and a dryer can be a bad thing! ( Chapter 5 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

So, I'm back on the scene with a new and exciting adventure between the two brothers! Are you excited? I mean, any kind of excitment, fun excitment, cruel excitment, sexual excitment, flirting with-your-co-worker-even-though-you-know-that's-against-the-law excited? Any kind? Nothing? Well, to hell with ya'll too! But then again, I'm not really all that much either...!

Too Much Information (and a Dryer)
Can be a Bad Thing


Sesshomaru had planned to get a few extra hours of sleep since his father wasn't there to wake him up at the ass crack of dawn to train. By habit, he was already awake at 5:30, but smiled at the prospect of not getting up until about oh...let's say 12:00. Yes, how beautiful that would be...if only a certain person would've let him. Just as his eyes were closing again, his door burst open.

"Sesshy, it's time to get up!" Inuyasha screamed at the top of his lungs. "Damn, Inuyasha! Why do you always have to do things that put me a step away from a heart attack?" Inuyasha smiled a gap-toothed smile, both of his fangs not having grown in yet. "Do I really almost kill you when I yell? Wow! Hey, maybe I can go down in history as the youngest murder!" Sesshomaru groaned and threw the covers over his face. "Get the hell out. I don't have time for this." Inuyasha though, pulled the covers off of him. "You're right, you don't. You have to do your morning jog of a hundred miles, do five million push-ups, eat four raw eggs, then go and do weaponry training for about nine hours."

Sesshomaru gagged at the thought of eating what his father called "a healthy breakfast" of raw eggs. Yeah, it helped his hair, but his father also insisted that it helped against worms. Like he was a fucking dog! After nearly nine-hundred years, he still hadn't gotten used to it. "Inuyasha, I'm taking a day off. How about you go do something productive like leaving me the hell alone for once. It's too damn early for you to be starting all of that shit that you pull during the day time." He threw the covers over his head again. Some how, he sensed that Inuyasha was smirking. Oh no, what now?

Inuyasha hopped up on the bed and started jumping up and down on it. "Wake up, wake up, wake up!" He chanted over and over. Sesshomaru slept on a water bed, and with Inuyasha shaking it, it felt like he was caught in the middle of a white squall without ever having been out at sea. He clung to the headboard for dear life. "If I end up chunking up everything I ate last night, I'm making sure the spew lands on you!" he grunted out between clenched teeth and eyes. Inuyasha gave one final bounce, then landed with a pop. The bed's water broke.

Like a bursting dam, the water flowed out of the bed, carrying Inuyasha and Sesshomaru with it. "Woooooo-hoooooooo!" Inuyasha shouted, throwing his arms up and surfing out of the room on a pillow. Sesshomaru was simply washed away with the tide, too tangled in the covers to stop himself before he reached the stairs. Unfortunatly for him, he was a wet bundle that thunked the whole way down; Inuyasha treated it more like it was a Slip N' Slide or a ride a Wet N' Wild. As he hit the bottom, he shook off like a dog and proclaimed: "Let's do that again!"

Sesshomaru slashed the blankets off of him. "Ooooh," he moaned, grabbing his side. "My back, my neck, my back and my neck!" Inuyasha smirked, then did some kind of cheer-leading motion while chanting, "My neck, my back, relax my weave and my tracks!" He ended in a poise where his hand was on his hip. Sesshomaru could only stare. "Don't-don't ever do that again Inuyasha. Please? We catch enough hell with you as is." His brother gave a shrug and skipped off to some other area of the palace.

Sesshomaru gathered up the wet bedding and headed toward the laundry room. Without even seperating the lights from the darks (what do men know of that anyways?), he threw the whole thing into the dryer. Then he snatched about twelve fabric softner sheets out of the box and tossed that in with it. Right before he closed the door, Inuyasha snuck in the room and sprung into the dryer. Sesshomaru was too absorbed in trying to figure out the configurations of the dryer to notice. He finally settled on just turning the machine up to the highest heat level and hope for the best.

As soon as the metal drum inside of the dryer started turning, a loud thump sounded off. He turned and looked at it. "Cheap ass appliances. Ten year warrenty my ass." He left, not casting another look back at the still thumping dryer. An hour later, when the buzzer went off, he went to retrieve the clothes. As he gathered them up into his arms again, he noted that they were a hell of a lot heavier than when they went in, counting the previous weight of the water in them. "What the fu--" he didn't finish his sentence. At that moment, Inuyasha chose to grab Sesshomaru's arm. An electric jolt crossed from him to his brother. But rather than it being just normal static electricity, it came off more like a lightning bolt, the kid mixing what little demonic powers he had with it. The power was so strong, it knocked Sesshomaru back against the wall.

"I am Thor, feel my wrath!" Inuyasha said. "I have more powers than Moten, Heiten (the Thunder Brothers, remember?), Batman, Robin, Aquaman, Mr. Fantastic, and Wonder Woman combined!" Sesshomaru shook away the dancing strippers that were circling his head in his confusion. Weak ass Marvel comic book heros. "How the hell did you survive in there? That shit gets up to a hundred and twenty degrees!" For some reason, Inuyasha took it upon himself to turn the situation into some kind of cross between a drama, a horror movie, and some kid bent of world domination.

"When I was a young pup--" "What the fuck you mean?! You still are a young pup!" "Sshh! It's rude to interupt, Sesshomaru. Anyways, when I was a young pup, I was always being downed by others for my mixed blood. And yes, I hear all of your snide ass comments, like you saying that I'll never learn how to read because I have human blood. Well, you're wrong, dammit! Mommy just says that I'm a little "special", that's all. But day after day I sat in my room, staring out the window at the other children, jealous of their social acceptance." Sesshomaru couldn't hold himself back anymore. "Bullshit! We don't have any fuckin' neighbors since there's not another house within five miles of us!" Inuyasha could only blink at being caught in his lie.

"Anyways," he said slowly. "I started thinking of a way to gain power. A way to obtain it quickly with little or no consequences and for the ones that there were, I could ignore until the damage on my body was so great, I'd have to back down. I thought and I thought. Finally, I came up with a solution to my problem. I went down to the kitchen and made myself a sub sandwich. This solved my hunger dilemma. Then I went back to thinking of a way to gain power. And then, yet again, it hit me! I went into the bathroom and took a long dump. During the four hours that I sat there, I came up with another idea. 'Why not learn to balance mom's checkbook to earn brownie points?' So the moment that I got off the pot, and had walked around outside for a half-hour to clear the fumes from around me, I went and did that."

Sesshomaru stared at him again. "What does any of this have to do with you hopping in the dryer?" "Oh, that! Well, if you wanted that story, hell, you should've asked! It sure is quicker. I just got this notion to hop in it to see what would happen, that's all." Inuyasha gave him a kiddie grin again, then poked him in his chest. The force of the lightning blasted him through the wall and he ended up outside in the back gardens. Inuyasha stared at his hands in amazement. "Daaaaam!" He said.

The last thing Sesshomaru saw before he blacked-out was Inuyasha decending upon him. Aw, fuck.


Okay, so will Inuyasha take advantage of his helpless brother? Where exactly did Izayoi and Inutaisho go for their vacation? And why the fuck is America so damn concerned over Anna Nichole's baby?! Stay tuned to find out these answers and more, on the next exciting episode of...TALES OF INTEREST!!!!! (Been watching too much Futurama!)