InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Stream of Consciousness: A LiveJournal Collection ❯ Making Up ( Chapter 2 )

Title: Making Up

Community: inucomedyclub

Theme: Family Values

Place Earned: none

Genre: Comedy

Rating: PG-13

Word count: 433

Warnings: language

 

 

Making Up

 

The chirping of the songbirds faded to silence, and indeed all of nature seemed to hush in awe of the momentous occasion that was about to occur. Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru were making up.

 

With Naraku slain in large part by Inuyasha's hand, the two brothers had discovered that their desire to maim one another had gradually waned over time. Being consistently more mature than his half-brother, Sesshoumaru had extended the olive branch of peace, offering to formally accept Inuyasha into the family. So the two brothers stood in that quiet clearing, facing each other with a mixture of discomfort and respect.

 

“Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru spoke at last, “you have mastered Tetsusaiga, slain Naraku, and soon will beget an heir.” He glanced briefly at Kagome as he finished, who blushed prettily. “You have finally proven yourself worthy of my—our father's youkai blood. This Sesshoumaru hereby acknowledges you as his brother, and declares you to be a full-fledged member of his noble house. Step forward.”

 

Inuyasha hesitated only a moment before complying, and Sesshoumaru followed suit. The two men stood toe to toe, staring into each other's eyes. Both the same shade of brilliant amber, but so different at the same time. One set was not quite as cold as it used to be, and the other less guarded, more optimistic about the world. Both were happier. Still, as touching a moment as this was, the amount of time it was lasting was starting to make the already confused observers quite nervous. Especially when they kept drifting closer…and closer…until their faces were almost touching. By now Kagome's heart was in her throat. Oh, Kami, they aren't going to…they wouldn't…would they?

 

The brothers leaned in, closed their eyes, and…touched foreheads. They remained that way for barely a second before stepping back, nodding courteously, and turning away. That was when Inuyasha noticed the three slack-jawed stares he was receiving from the human members of his group.

 

“What the fuck are you staring at?” he growled defensively. Shippo, being much smarter than he let on at times, could guess what the humans were thinking.

 

“Guess they didn't know that head touching is a standard youkai practice,” he quipped with a smirk.

 

“Why? What did they think we were doing?” Inuyasha asked, not liking the way the humans suddenly clammed up. All three blushed hotly, Kagome the hardest of all. Thinking over the past few minutes, Inuyasha glanced at his brother, who appeared just as perplexed as himself. Everyone could tell when the answer to his question came to him; his eyes nearly popped out of his skull.

 

“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!”