I just have to write 700 more words and I'm done for the day…what shall I write, hm? Heck, this is one of those bad one-shots that are stupid, make no sense, and people wish were never posted. Oh well, here it is, I'll just go with Sesshomaru since he's fluffy.

You glare at me, curse at me, and declare me evil.

Am I really the one that is evil, Inuyasha? Do you truly see me as such a hated enemy? You're a disgrace to the demon race, you know this. I will not take the blame for the abomination father brought into this world. You shall have to live with that, not I.

Scream to the heavens, curse my name, but you will not disrespect me. Your place is at the bottom, dear little brother. I've fought for my place, but you have no right or place to fight at my side or as my equal.

Die, Inuyasha, and never rise again. I shall not have to smell your stinking half blood again. Now look what you have done, dear little brother, your blood stains my claws. This I shall not forgive, for that is the demon way.

Never forgive or forget those that have done you wrong.

You killed father, baby brother. Did you know that? Of course you didn't, always busy with that dear priestess of yours, who isn't even a living thing anymore, but a walking corpse. Don't bother to rise, save your dignity, if you have any left, and lay in the dust and die like a dog.

Oh, how we try so hard to beat those beyond our strengths. You still try to rise? Are you trying to make me laugh, Inuyasha? I find your antics this far amusing, I'll give you that. Perhaps breaking both your legs will cause you never to rise again.

Don't say such things to me, you filthy half-breed!

…there, now you know your place. You're in the exact place you were born to be in, at my feet. I should kill you, isn't that what I've set out to accomplish this last couple of years? Perhaps you can be my slave, but no, I see no need for such a weak thing.

With your dear Tetsusaiga finally broken, and resting with the bones of our deceased father, I see no reason for you to live. Do you?

Your priestess lays dead, your monk swallowed by his own curse, and the demon slayer having been slaughtered by her own younger brother. Is that what you wished so dearly, brother? That I would care enough for your pathetic life that I'd allow you to kill me?

No, Inuyasha, none ever loved or cared for you, and neither do I.

Die, baby brother, and go to hell.

I'll cleanse myself of your blood later, it stinks. As will your body, once it has a chance to decompose.

Good-bye, my little brother. May you rot in hell.

Your mother should be there, waiting to greet you. Let father now I send my curses down to him, and that he deserved what he got.

Jaken, burn his body and spread the ashes in the river. I don't want that stray priestess attempting to resurrect him.

I won't honor your death, baby brother. This is only a precaution to be sure you stay dead. Whatever is left, and whoever is left to fight me, will meet the very end you did. Separated from the world, to go where the dead live now.

For so long I hunted you, dear brother.

Now that it is over, I have nothing else to accomplish. None are left to challenge, I've already disposed of Naraku as I saw fit. You couldn't even accomplish that in the short time granted to you and the sword bestowed upon you.

Why did I ever hunger for such a weak power? Whatever possessed me then does not plague me now.

I'm free to go where I please once more, and none shall challenge me. Perhaps I'll kill ever last half-breed, or establish my empire.

Shame, you would have made such a good lapdog, Inuyasha. Though, to me, you're more of an amusing pet then anything else.