This is my first fanfic so be kind. R&R please.
I'll only say this once for each story: Of course I don't own Inuyasha or any of the characters, I just like messing with them.
Sesshomaru was beyond irritated or even angry, he was seething! The only thing that kept him from destroying everything within whip's length, besides the absence of said whip, was an uncertainty as to whom to direct his discontent at. Was he pissed that this had happened to his person? Was he angry with the unknown someone(s) who had done it to him? Was he infuriated at his own guards for not listening to him? Was he shocked that his most loyal retainer did not recognize him, was he irritated that travel took so long thus prolonging his suffering (he refused to be humiliated)? Was he worried for the lack of protection for his little pack and leadership of the Western Lands in his absence? Was he frustrated that the only one he could think of to approach for help was his dreadful half-brother?
Yes, to all, and more.
On squat little legs he hobbled as fast as he could. Normally a trip that would take him less than a day, it had taken him almost a week traveling from his castle to the village where his brother liked to keep his pack. His sense of smell, while not up to its usual sensitivity was at least good enough to smell that he was about a mile from the human settlement. But it would seem that a hanyou's nose was still better than what he himself was currently experiencing at the moment because he could see the red clad figure of Inuyasha coming his direction. He was not tear towards the daiyoukai, as he normally would, with sword drawn. Sesshomaru was thankful that the big bulbous eyes were at least as good as his own, normally almond shaped, ones.
Sesshomaru stopped his forward progress so that his half-brother would not see the undignified waddle that he was restricted to. He pulled himself up to get as much height as he could and consciously put of a regal air. He hadn't had to try to look regal in centuries, he just did, but for this encounter he was really going to work for it.
Inuyasha was surprised when he smelled a foreign youkai in his territory. He knew that there were several youkai, lower and middle level, that lived within his territory that centered on the God Tree and included the pre-Edo, pre-Tokyo village that served as his pack's home base, but this one was new. It tickled his nose, almost familiar, but he was a dog – he always remembered scents and he had never come across this one before. So he went to investigate.
When he found it, about a mile outside of the village he couldn't help but laugh. It had started with a small chuckle and ended in a full guffaw as he came to a stop five feet away from the puffed up little toad. The thing looked just like his half-brother's retainer, the little green thing with the big mouth, but this one smelled different. And this one looked like a bull frog, all puffy and constipated looking. Inuyasha looked at the things face and the look of distain that it wore just made the whole sight that much more ridiculous. He laughed until he couldn't stand any longer. None of his friends were around to see him relax this much, so he let loose.
The imp just stood there, seeming to wait on his humor. When Inuyasha was able to stand again, he wiped the tear from the corner of his eye and looked at the intruder, "What the hell do ya think you're doin' in my territory, you little twerp?"
A look of fury passed over the creatures face, well, Inuyasha thought it might be fury but the odd shape of the face and the horrible color of the green flesh and bulging yellow eyes made it look more like a face made by the traveling performers that he sometimes saw meant to make little children laugh. He couldn't help himself, he had been in such a foul mood after his argument a couple days before with Kagome about her going home that he welcomed this comic relief.
"Ya might wanna consider takin' up as a travelin' comedian, you would be perfect, as long as the humans don't kill ya off first that is. Okay, enough o' that. Wadda ya want?" With effort he straightened and eyed the little fellow who was still making that funny face.
"Silence, mongrel. Do you not have the sense to recognize me?" The little imps squeaky voice made Inuyasha snort and fight to hold back the laughter threatening to break loose, but he managed a headshake in response. "This Sesshomaru has always thought your senses lacking."
That was it! Inuyasha was on the ground again. This time tears were streaming down his face as he clutched his sides, which were actually hurting from the magnitude of his mirth. "I don't care what you're doin' here, I gotta bring ya down for the guys to see ya. You are damn funny!"
The imp turned on his heals and began waddling away. Inuyasha was amused at the critter's impersonation of his half-brother. Every thing that it did was what Sesshomaru would do but with that distorted body each action, gesture, or expression was a grotesque parody of the regal daiyoukai. It was ridiculous and absolutely hilarious.
"Keh, Whatever. If ya change you're mind an' wanna try the comedy routine in the village, ya can come on down anytime. You're a riot!" Inuyasha was not about to drag the imp back to the village to be made fun of, and it didn't pose any threat so he let it go to do whatever it wanted. If it settled in the area he might stop by and ask it to do its impersonation when he needed a laugh.
I wonder if it can do anyone else. He thought as he headed back to the village to take a nap while he waited until his friend and shard-detector got back.
Sesshomaru was now humiliated, an emotion he had not experienced in years beyond count, and he did not like it. And for once in his long life he was unable to do anything about it. His own blood had not recognized him through the curse or spell or whatever the hell it was that had happened to him. He had received the acknowledgement of the area's protector so he could stay here and be safe while he worked out his next move. So he would have peace while he thought over his limited options.