A/N: These stories will be a challenge for me because every chapter will be 500 words. No more or less. Wish me luck! Oh, and so no one get's confused, this is like if Sesshomaru and Inuyasha's dad never died! If you have ideas let me know! Thank you for reading. Reviews are welcome and remind me that I should update!
Disclaimer: I do not own the hotness that is Sesshomaru. Nor do I own the stubbornness that is Inuyasha. If I did I would fangirl all day and never get any fanfictions written.
Sesshomaru had been in his bedroom studying when a knock upon his door alerted him of the presences of two beings. One he recognized as his father's. The other he assumed was the hanyo. Sesshomaru tried to ignore his father by submerging himself into the maps of the night sky. His father, brushing off the cold shoulder as just teenage rebellion, slid opens the rice paper door.
"Son, meet your younger brother, Inuyasha." Sesshomaru tried to ignore his father's words but the feeling of the hanyo made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Something told him that this was all his father would care about anymore. Not that his father cared about him, he made that painfully obvious.
Inuyasha, in response to hearing his own name, cooed and giggled. He was a newborn and still didn't really understand what was going on. Suddenly, Inuyasha smelt blood and he started crying. Sesshomaru had smelt it as well.
"Father, your wounds have reopened. You should wrap them better." The Lord of the Western Lands looked at the wound his enemy had bestowed upon him and frowned. It had, in fact, reopened and started leaking fresh blood.
"I'll be right back. Will you watch Inuyasha?" Sesshomaru turned to face his father and had the most hateful look demon Lord had ever seen.
"If you leave that thing here I'll kill it." Sesshomaru's eyes started bleeding red and his yoki flared up. That thing could never be important enough for him to even spare a glance at.
The daiyokai sighed, "Don't make me order you to watch him. He's your brother." Sesshomaru flared his yoki even more and his father had enough. He flared his own yoki, "You will watch Inuyasha. That is an order. If you don't comply I'll punish you like I would any other member of this pack; with death." With that final statement Inuyasha was thrust into Sesshomaru's arms and their father quickly left the room.
Inuyasha stared up at his brother in fascination. Sesshomaru stared down at Inuyasha with disgust. Sesshomaru set the newborn down and pushed it as far away as he could. He didn't want it tainting his clothing. He all ready felt as if he needed to burn both his robes and his flesh. Trying to push these thoughts out of his head, Sesshomaru tried return to his studies. He needed to know everything he could by the time he became the new Lord. He wouldn't make the same mistakes his father had.
Inuyasha, being left on the cold floor, cried out to his brother. Wanting both protection and warmth, Inuyasha cried louder. Sesshomaru had enough. "QUIET!" Sesshomaru barked out and the babe complied. Inuyasha settled on just watching his older brother. Sesshomaru couldn't take the stares anymore. Consequences be damned.
Sesshomaru gathered up his papers and spit in the general direction of the crying hanyo. He then quickly left the room. Inuyasha, being left alone in the cold, darkness cried out.