Kiss
How can a simple four letter word get someone into so much trouble? InuKag
Prologue: Plea to the Sadistic Bastard
"No."
Not even five seconds on the phone, and Sesshoumaru had to already start exploring his limited vocabulary. Inuyasha huffed, which didn't do him much good, since his older brother couldn't see it. "I didn't even ask you what I wanted, stupid fucker."
Click. "Damn!"
Inuyasha redialed his number, hoping he'd pick up. It probably amused Sesshoumaru, Inuyasha thought, to see his only family in agonizing, brutal, critical pain. Sadistic bastard. "Dog," the older answered.
"You and I both know I need to get out of New York. I know you have two or three places I could go. Let me borrow one for a couple weeks." Silence. Inuyasha gritted his teeth; both worried and agitated at the most possible answer. Was it so bad he needed to get away from the hype? The media was skinning him raw, both personally and…occupationally.
There was a monotonous sigh on the other line, followed by a less-than-enthusiastic list of choice spots. "Liverpool?" Sesshoumaru asked. Out of the states? Inuyasha wanted to get far, but not that far.
"Hell no. Somewhere hot."
"New Orleans?"
"Fuck no. I'll fucking cook like a rotisserie chicken in Orleans."
"I'm running out of choices."
"Somewhere West Coast. Lots of sun, but low humidity."
"You know where you want to go, so just say it."
"No, Maru."
"Say my full name or you get nothing."
"Sesshoumaru, I'm staying at your West Coast place."
"I could have a dozen of West Coast places." Now Sesshoumaru was avertedly messing with him. "Seattle, Salem, San Fransisco, Santa Barbara, San Diego…"
"Damn, you want me to beg?! Fine. Let me stay at your goddamn Los Angeles flat."
"Add a please to that. And be sweet about it."
Inuyasha swallowed his pride and temper. If this was the only way to get that flat for a while, he was going to have to suck up big time. With a quick mental preparation, he began softly, "Sesshoumaru Takahashi, my one and only brother, closest to my heart," he stiffened when he felt a sickened expression over the phone, "You told me to be sweet, so I'm saturating this shit to the max. Will you please, with sugar on top, let me stay at your place in LA for a while?"
"Bite me."