InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Male Migraines ❯ Breaking Point ( Chapter 6 )

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

Been awhile, yes I know, my bad! Seems like a writers block hit me (not uncommon when you write at random like this!). Anyways, here's another chapter for your reading enjoyment!

Sesshomaru woke up to find that he was staring straight up at the sky, shirtless (ooh, wouldn't I have loved to be there!). Where the fuck am I? he thought. Perhaps the damn kid actually killed me and now I'm in heaven. Wait, can a demon even go to heaven? He shook his head to try to order his thoughts. "And why the fuck is my back burning?!" He said outloud to himself. He tried to twist around but found that whatever he was on had him pinned. Then a bright glint in his peripheral vision gave his location away.

Inuyasha had fused him to the tin roof of the storage shed. The hot sun was baking him alive. "Ooh, I'm gonna kill that little bastard!" He screamed, thrashing to get free. Just then, a door opened, then banged shut. Someone had come out the house. "How's the weather up there?" Inuyasha called out. "Why don't you come up here and see for yourself?" Sesshomaru seethed. Inuyasha cocked his head to the side. "Oh, I wasn't asking for my benefit, I was asking for yours." Sessshomaru didn't quite get it. The blistering heat was starting to cloud his mind. "Look, just get me the fuck down from here." Inuyasha smirked conspiratorially.

"Sure," he said. Sesshomaru almost blanched. "Wh-what?" "I said sure. Man, maybe you really are hard of hearing." The kid turned around and went back into the house. Watch that be the last time I see him for the rest of the day, leaving me here to die. Oh, Kami! How will the headlines sound with that one? 'Three year-old hanyou fries nineteen year-old older brother alive.' I wouldn't be able to live that down, even in the afterlife! He turned his head at the sound of the door opening again. This time, Inuyasha came out with a cup of water in his hands. But the real thing that got Sesshomaru's attention wasn't this; Inuyasha was wearing shoes.

No, wait, for real? Hallelujah, glory to Kami! He's actually wearing something over his corns! Even as a baby, Inuyasha had made up his mind never to wear shoes. After a bout last year where he almost kicked out Izayoi's teeth, she finally gave up trying. Inutaisho refused to even try. "Like Izayoi would even let me," he'd said to Sesshomaru. "She'd just say something femalish like "You'll hurt him" or something stupid like that. One of these days, I'm going to knock the hell out of Inuyasha and force him to fight me. Just like I did you," he'd said affectionatly, tussling his hair. "It's the perfect way to get a boy to man-up." Sesshomaru wasn't sure why all of that extra stuff about fighting came with that memory. Perhaps it was because his father had beat the shit out of him everytime they fought. This was definitly in the "repressed memories" category, and did best back there.

Inuyasha hopped up on the shed and walked toward him. Since Inuyasha owned no shoes (what for?), he'd put on a pair of Sesshomaru's. Size twelve's on a size two foot. Senseless. Sesshomaru understood why he put them on (the roof would've baked his feet), but why his? Why not his father's? His mothers--?! When he was close enough, he stopped and stared at Sesshomaru. He held up the glass of water and examined it. "Freedom. A word taken for granted all too often." His gaze shifted to Sesshomaru. "Do you think you deserve freedom, brother?" His calm, lawyer-like persona was making Sesshomaru nervous.

"Do you think you deserve to live after this?" he growled back. Inuyasha gave a smirk very akin to his own. "Sure. I mean, I haven't killed you--yet. And I am going to free you. I was just wondering wheather you believed that you had earned that right." "What the fuck are you talking about?!" Sesshomaru yelled. "Make some damn sense!" Inuyasha only held the cup up once again and looked at it. Then, he suddenly turned it over and poured it on his brother. Static charges immediatly were set loose and shocked Sesshomaru. The water heated quickly on the tin and started sizzling against his skin. That was it.

Red eyes replaced gold ones. Ragged purple stripes replaced red ones. Longer fangs, longer claws, and a bigger attitude to match. Reaching around, Sesshomaru ripped himself from the roof, grabbing a chunk of the tin and throwing it into the yard. He grabbed Inuyasha by his hair and dragged him into the house. "I refuse to take this anymore! I got a place where little snots like you can go. I try to do this one favor for your fat-ass mom, but this is the fucking thanks I get?! Oh, to hell with all of this!"

He quickly located the phone book and flipped through it until he found what he was looking for. He took back his cruel smirk from Inuyasha. In his transformed state, he looked like a hellish beast who'd just thought up a good attack. And he had. "You, you ungracious twerp, are going to daycare." A heavy silence ensued afterward.


Wow, this was another harder one for me, gomen (I think that's sorry in japanese). Like I had said, I was having some writer's cramps with this (muse issues, you know the deal) and this was probably more like the bedtime story chapter as in just a way to get through one scene to get to one with more action. The daycare thing was what I really wanted to get at. Anyways, please review and tell me what you thought!