Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha and characters. But boy do they own me!
Sesshomaru Kōshitsu stood frozen to the pavement, cloak, scarf and wind billowing in the wind, with one hand hovering over a most ridiculous doorbell.
A naked nymph with pouting lips had been painted onto the doorbell's wall with the rounded button buzzer inappropriately (or perhaps, most appropriately) situated at her right breast.
Ringing the nymph's bosom would allow him entrance into house and out of the cold. Unfortunately, that would also announce his presence to the loud, partying rabble infested within said house.
That dim-witted Inuyasha had managed to completely forget their mother's 'meet Inuyasha's girlfriend' dinner was not surprising. Other than for gaming incessantly, Inuyasha's attention span had always been notoriously short. Which was why the idiot had failed his driving test. At least 4 times.
And also why their loving mother had handed him, her oldest and most responsible, the task of delivering Inuyasha and the mystery girlfriend to dinner at 7 sharp.
Sesshomaru was sure that filial duty did not include chauffeuring services.
But he was nothing if not an obedient son. And so, after a long day at the office dealing with incompetent idiots and inching through slow 6pm traffic enduring road-raged idiots, he now had to deal with The Family Idiot. Who was supposed to be waiting to be picked up at the curb 15 minutes ago.
His calls to the moron's mobile were met with an infuriating voice message. Hence the only option left was to enter the house, evade the carousing crowd and drag his fool of a brother out on his ass.
Torn between the equally distasteful choices of wading through Inuyahsa's rabid peers or showing up to dinner without his brother and the potential baby-maker, Sesshomaru had thus been stuck, standing in the frigid cold. Frozen at this impasse. For about 10 minutes now.
The wind howled in violent gusts, chilling his neck and mussing up the already dishevelled short crop of hair on his head.
He was going to kill Inuyasha.
"Sesshomaru!" The door swung open, engulfing the man with a blast of warm air that was stale and sweet with sweat and alcohol. Trashy club music pulsed from within.
"I thought I saw your pale ass hanging around outside our door. Why didn't you come in instead of lurking out here like some kind of creepy stalker?"
Fixing baleful gold eyes on the ponytailed redhead, Sesshomaru swept past Inuyasha's housemate and strode purposefully up the stairs, picking his way carefully through the mass of gyrating, drunken students.
The annoyance that was Shippou Itazura, Inuyasha's childhood partner in crime and regular at the Kōshitsu house, shadowed his footsteps.
"Where is Inuyasha."
"What, no how are you Shippou? Are you enjoying college Shippou? Don't you care about me at all?"
His famous glare that could quell hearts of souless businessmen was wasted on Shippou and his impertinent grin.
"So why are you looking for Inu…Oh! The family dinner thing was tonight? No wonder he couldn't help us set up for the party. Also explains the snazzy new shirt…"
"Shippou," Sesshomaru interrupted curtly, annoyed at having to repeat himself, "where is Inuyasha."
Shippou tugged at his red locks nervously, "He's er… busy."
"Busy doing what." Sesshomaru growled as he skilfully dodged the grabby hands of two inebriated girls.
"You'll see…or rather you'll hear."
Arriving at the long hallway that branched into the housemates' private rooms, Sesshomaru finally grasped the meaning of Shippou's cryptic words.
Judging by the loud bangs and muffled yells that reverberated through one closed door, his brother was currently engaged in a lover's spat.
Around him, party guests continued on with their sordid antics, either oblivious or unconcerned about the raised voices inside.
Rubbing his aching brow, Sesshomaru opened the door.
To Mayhem and Madness.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW I FEEL!"
"IT"S NOT THAT I DON'T UNDERSTAND! IT'S YOU! YOU'RE NOT MAKING ANY SENSE! YOU'RE ACTING CRAZY!"
"I'M CRAZY?" A raven haired banshee screamed, two angry splotches of red darkening on her pale cheeks, her well manicured fingers spasming in anger.
"I DIDN'T SAY YOU WERE CRAZY, KIKIYOU," Inuyasha hollered back as he dodged the clock that came sailing through the air in reply. "I SAID YOU WERE ACTING LIKE A CRAZY BITCH!"
'Smooth Inuyasha', Sesshomaru snorted, 'way to make her go ballistic.'
"I'M A BITCH? YOU STUPID DOG! I - I - TAKE THAT BACK!"
"Oh fuck…"
Sesshomaru turned to regard a pale and visibly shaken Shippou gripping the doorframe, his mouth opened in a wordless groan as the redhead surveyed the battle field that raged on before them.
"I take it this is not Inuyasha's room." Sesshomaru said quietly, "and neither is the vase she's about to throw at him."
"No…" Shippou moaned as shards of broken pottery clattered across the wodden floor, "they were making such a fuss at the party that I let them use my room."
"How long?"
"What?" A pillow had been torn open and feathers fluttered in the air.
"How long have they been fighting?"
The redhead winced as another photograph flew out the open window, "since the party started. At 5."
"Hn."
"Make them stop Sess. Please! My room can't take anymore!" Shippou pleaded, his green eyes glassy and rounded with grief.
Frowning at the use of his childhood nickname, Sesshomaru nodded to the distraught redhead and prepared to enter the fray, anticipating the satisfaction of knocking his brother out cold to end the stupid escapade.
"THAT'S IT INUYASHA! WE'RE THROUGH! YOU CAN TAKE BACK YOUR STUPID PRESENT!" Kikiyou screeched as she flung a bottle across the room.
"HAHA, YOU MISSED!"
The glass bottle exploded upon impact with the door, showering Sesshomaru with glass and…perfume?
Nose twitching in disgust at the sweet musky scent that drenched his shirt, Sesshomaru growled as jeering laughs and drunken cat calls rang out from the hallway.
The two lovebirds didn't even pause in their tirade.
Shippou took one look at the murderous aura forming around the extremely pissed off man and quickly intervened before someone lost a head.
"Why don't you wait for Inuyasha in here. I'll come get you later." With a push and a shove, the redhead managed to steer and shut the taller man into the next room.
One psychopathic older brother kill-rampage averted, the crazy couple crisis still in progress (and in his room no less!) and a house full of rowdy party guests to attend to; Shippou trudged off in search of a stiff drink.