Little brother

Chapter one: Homecoming

Why did he have to take care of his stupid little brother? Inuyasha was old enough to take care of himself in Sesshomaru's mind. The twenty-three year old didn't have time for this in his life. He already had a four year old daughter, Rin, who's mother vanished one day. No, Sesshomaru had his own life to deal with. He didn't need a fifteen year old thrown in to the mix.

It started a month or so ago. Their father was sick, into the hospital even. When Sesshomaru had finally gotten around to visiting him, the old man begged him to take in Inuyasha. To the younger male, it was unsightly to see his father this was, so he quickly agreed. How was he to know that the old man would die in a few short days. That however didn't stop him from arguing the point.

"I have given you everything I could. A house, a job, everything. Won't you please do this one thing for me, Sesshomaru. Inuyasha can't take care of himself forever. It's just until I get better." The old man pleaded.

His father was right. He had given him a house, a job, and a bunch of other things. But he gave the Tessaiga. Although it was nothing more than a wolf fang hanging from a necklace, his father still treasured it. And to give it to the fifteen year old who couldn't understand it's worth was a waste. Then again Sesshomaru only wanted it to destroy the love between his father and Inuyasha's mother. It was, after all a token from the day she was saved by them. The day they fell in love.

"Please." His father begged. There he was laying in a hospital bed only worrying about where is young delinquent son was going to stay. He had never worried about Sesshomaru like that. He hadn't even shown any concern for Rin over the last few years.

"Where is he?"

Inuyasha was walking through the streets after his girlfriend's, Kagome's, mother had asked him to leave for the night. He couldn't go over Miroku's, his parents were overly religious and thought he should be with his dad in his time of suffering. He also couldn't go to Sango's house. Since he brother found them a few inches away from making out, he wasn't to come over after dark. But that was before Kagome moved into the neighborhood. And Shippo, well he had been staying over at Shippo's house for a week now. Early that day the younger boy told him he should go home and see his father. No way that was happening. He hated his old man.

He kicked a pebble as he made his way through the empty street. Where would he go tonight? Surely his dad would let him back in if he were to wander home. He didn't really feel like going home, but he didn't have any money on him and nowhere else to go.

"Ugh. I don't want to see my old man. What a drag." He flipped his silvery hair off of his shoulder, then shoved his hand back into his favorite red hoodie pocket. "I don't wanna go home."

"You don't know where he is?" Sesshomaru yelled at his father. "How would you not know where he is? I always know where Rin is and where she plans to go!" Albeit it wasn't ever very far since she was only four.

"He went off to his friends house a week ago. I know how much he enjoys his freedom."

"Which friend?" The latter asked angrily. Oh yes he was angry. Not only did he half to look after his half brother but now he had to search the neighborhood looking for him. This was all his father's fault.

" He didn't say." The old man coughed. "He just said a friend. Not that it has ever made a difference before. As long as he went to school, I really didn't care where he went. He has disappeared for more than a month before. He'll come back eventually, if not already."

Sesshomaru sighed. "What was the last thing he said to you. It may help me find him."

The old man thought for a moment. "If you died in a hole I wouldn't care."

That sounded like the last conversation that he had with his father before leaving with a one year old Rin. "Does he always disappear after you guys fight?" A nod came from the other. With another sigh, Sesshomaru grabbed his keys out of his pocket. "I'll find him. But after you get out, you'll be on your own with him. I won't help anymore." The words came cruelly as he left.

He stormed down the hallway silver hair flowing behind him. It was one of the traits he and his brother had gotten from their father. He hated the thought of that half breed living in his house. While Sesshomaru was full Japanese his little brother was half English. His mind wondered back to the time his father married that Brit eight years ago. He had only been eleven at the time but he knew that his father had been seeing that woman for many month for she was already pregnant. The very thought of hat woman trying to replace his mother, for the six years she had lived with them, repulsed him. He didn't shed one tear at her funeral, nor did he want to.

He pushed the thoughts of her aside as he slid into his car. Now he had to focus, what little of his energy was left, on Inuyasha. 'Now where is that brat?'

Inuyasha made his way up to his house. Normal people thought it was a big house. Maybe Inuyasha did too. The house felt lonely to him, with his father almost never around. Sure his father made lots of money but he neglected his family. Although the teen knew that wasn't the real reason his older brother moved out, he sure did like to think that.

He sighed as he made it up to the door only to find it locked. His father would be off work soon to let him in, so he sat down on the top step. "Damn." He said aloud.

He waited for a good hour before deciding to take off again. He made it down to the gate, then noticed the head lights of a car. The windows were hard to see in under the night sky. The car pulled up next to him, passage window rolled down, as his brother's face appeared in his view.

"Get in." His brother commanded.

" Why should I?" He sniffed.

"Get in the fucking car, or so help me you'll be riding in the trunk." Sesshomaru said darkly. He was tired and had no tolerance for the teens mouth.

Inuyasha, taking his words seriously, gulped then opened the door, entering the car. "Why are you here?"

Sesshomaru did a quick U-turn and pulled out. Not liking to even be around him, never mind talk to his little brother, he made it short and blunt. "Dad is sick, you're saying with me for a few days."

The rest of the drive was awkward and silent. It was only when they pulled up to a small apartment complex did Inuyasha finally speak. "Why are we here?"

"This is where I live princess, get use to it."

Y-you're kidding me, r-right?"

"No. Now get out." Sesshomaru exited the car. With this brother on his heels, he unlocked the door to apartment 50 and walked in .

Inuyasha followed his example with a nervous smile twitching on his face. He slipped his shows off and mutter, avoiding his brother's gaze , a quiet " Tadaima..."

I wanted this one to be different from my other fictions. I wanted it to be kinda serious, but also an AU. I really like the thought of both Inuyasha and Sesshomaru not liking their father. But even as hated as he is, still trying to do good for his kids.

Tadaima- I'm home

So yeah flame if you didn't like it, cause I could turn it into a zombie AU... if not that's another story. If it does go zombie the rating will go up. I like writing about people getting eaten... only by zombies though.