Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or his sexy brother.

Note: Sesshomaru and Inuyasha are a bit OOC but it's for a reason, also this is my first fic!

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"What!?" all at once Sesshomaru, one of the richest business men in Asia, the Ice prince himself, felt an onslaught of rare emotions. Mainly Shock, fury, and to his distaste, curiosity.

After all, it's not every day that you learn of a teenage brother you never knew you had. "It is equally uncommon to be told that very day you're supposed to meet the brat; you have to take him home with you." Sesshomaru thought griping his phone so tight, it began to creak and groan under his abuse.

"Dear father you can NOT be serious." He ground out sarcastically, his temper beginning to rise.

"My boy, I am ENTIRELY serious! You will come to dinner tonight. Meet him. And take him home with you when you leave. End of story!" and with that the line went dead.

Slamming his own phone down, Sesshomaru stood up from behind his desk, back rigid with his frustration, and abruptly stormed out of his office in an icy grace that had his employees shuffling out of his path in a mild panic.

"Let's just see what kind of brat you are" Sesshomaru thought, a smirk curling his lips.

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"Holy Shit! This place is a freakin Mansion!!" Inuyasha thought in awe as he stepped out of his dingy cab.

Walking up the ornate driveway, Inuyasha made his way up to the giant double doors of his father's home.

Inuyasha had never met his father before, but had kept up a steady correspondence with the man his entire life. But then, his mother's health having finally failed her, his father insisted that Inuyasha come stay with his remaining family.

And, seeing as he didn't have much of a choice, Inuyasha had agreed.

Before the small Inu had even stretched a finger out to hit the doorbell, the great double doors exploded open to reveal the man he had only seen in pictures.

Inutaishou was a very distinguished figure. A tall man with golden eyes and a high ponytail, flowing with silver hair, and his demon stripes a jagged fuschia one across each cheek.

"Inuyasha! Come in, come in!" he boomed cheerily before administering a bone crushing hug to his son.

"Pops!' Inuyasha grinned up at his father.

Grabbing his small bags, he fallowed the big man in, surprised at how homey the place seemed despite its mammoth size.

"Now why don't you set those things down and come into the den. Dinner won't be ready for a while so you might as well relax!"

"Yeah OK!" and Inuyasha did just that. Every second he was feeling more and more comfortable. He had settled himself in a big cushy couch, while his dad sat in an arm chair and turned the television on. The two talked companionably for quite a while but Inuyasha didn't last long, falling asleep the moment Inutaishou switched to the new channel.

"Heh, all tuckered out" Inutaishou chuckled to himself, watching in amusement as his son's ears flicked back and forth on top of his head.

Turning the television off and walking quietly out of the den, Inutaishou thought " He's perfect, I wonder how Sesshomaru will react to him!"

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Sesshomaru finally arrived at his father's house. And the first thing that greeted him at the door were two stuffed duffle bags.

"so he's here already" he grumbled to himself as he watched his father come toward him with a suspicious expression on his face.

"There you are! No time to change outta that suit of yours eh? Well tell ya what; he's resting in the den right now. Why don't you go wake him and bring him to the dinner table?" Inutaishou said giving his eldest son a hearty pat on the shoulder, then walking away before his fuming son could protest.

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Sesshomaru briskly made his way to where his brother was supposed to be resting. Walking through the door way he stopped in his tracks.

There curled up in tight ball on the couch was unmistakably his brother. Long wild silver hair, and a rounder softer version of his own face, minus the markings.

But this is not what stopped Sesshomaru. For lack of a better word, he found the scene of his brother napping before him…adorable. Wearing a big red sweat shirt, and straight leg, fitted jeans, Inuyasha had his knees curled up to his chest and his hands curled up near his face. And to top it off, silky silver puppy ears on top of his head.

Finding himself in a much better mood, Sesshomaru gave into the urge to tease the slumbering puppy.

Thinking of the perfect way to wake his new brother, Sesshomaru soundlessly walked over to the couch. Resting his hand on the armrest, he leaned over, his waterfall of snow white hair spilling over his shoulder to tickle Inuyasha's nose. He stopped a mere hairs width away from one silken ear, and blew a steady stream of air on it.

Never moving, Sesshomaru watched with mirth as Inuyasha ears flickered rapidly back and forth, a light whine escaping his lips as a shiver crawled up his spine.