Act To Act

A/N: Chappy number 2! *Firework explode in background* I hoped you liked chappy number 1! If not then well you're a meany face. Even Lulu tolerated it and she's really picky. "Am not." Stay out of my author's note Lulu! "If you stop talking about me then I will." Arggg Lulu! *Charges Lulu and misses.* "Read the chapter already this might take awhile."

Disclaimer: In the end we must all disclaim.

Warnings: Incest, Yaoi, and a moody Sesshomaru!

Chapter 2

Sesshomaru had escaped then, like a coward. Leaving Inuyasha confused and blushing in the other room.

Sesshomaru avoided Inuyasha for the rest of the week. Sending his chuffer to pick him up instead of driving to pick him up himself. Eating dinner early so as not to eat with Inuyasha, hell they barley even said hi to one another. Though he was often distracted by other things. He was often sent to parties dressed up the way he was to help get publicity for the new movie Inuyasha was starting. There was also photo shoots and interviews.

Sesshomaru finding a few minutes of peace and quiet turned of the TV, flipping through channels idly. He stopped when he saw Inuyasha. He remembered this sop opera, it had been one of many that Inuyasha had starred in. This being the most famous. He remembered the day they shot this episode. It was the last one and everybody was anxious to do it perfectly. He had argued with Inuyasha before the shooting, for a reason he couldn't remember. This had made the argument that Inuyasha had with his 'lover' much more heated.

Sesshomaru watched impassively as his brother "Died" on television. He mastered that surprised/shocked/pained look as his "love" let go of the knife, shaking as Inuyasha fell to the ground. Sesshomaru hated to admit it but his brother could act. Very well. He remembered that when he had seen it he had been very close to having a panic attack.

When Inuyasha came off the stage Sesshomaru had grabbed him and checked him until he was sure that Inuyasha wasn't really harmed. Inuyasha had giggled at this calling him a worry wart, their spat completely forgotten. He remembered being proud of Inuyasha, he had brought Inuyasha to an expensive restaurant to celebrate. Inuyasha had gotten completely drunk.

So drunk in fact that he had ended up kissing Sesshomaru. He had passed out afterward and Sesshomaru choose to forget it even happened. Though after that he always felt weird around Inuyasha. This ultimately led to this. Gaa! Sesshomaru slammed his fist on the table. This couldn't go on he missed Inuyasha's company too much. He couldn't bare this any longer!

"Damn it all!" Sesshomaru yelled.

"EEEP!"

Sesshomaru turned around at the feminine yelp.

A girl stood there looking pail, awed, lustful, and nervous.

"What?" He asked harshly.

She jumped at his tone. "Forgive me for intruding, Miroku told me to give you this!" She shoved an envelope in his hand and ran from the room.

Sesshomaru looked at the envelope, Miroku was their current camera man. He was good at making them look erotic and sexy as hell. He was also rather perverted, he was forever groping women (and men.), and had a strangest taste in all things.

Sesshomaru tore open the envelope. It stated that he had a photo shoot with Inuyasha this evening. Truly it was overdue, he had yet to have one with Inuyasha, even though it was kind of the point of him dressing like this in the first place. He sighed, a photo shoot at night was unusual for him. Though he felt that this was something just like Miroku. Miroku after all, was a strange person.

Sesshomaru got off the couch and headed toward the bathroom, he would shower before going to the photo shoot. Since Miroku would most likely make him and Inuyasha pose intimately, probably with no space between them. If he was to be pressed up against Inuyasha, he wanted to smell good.

*An hour later*

Sesshomaru was now clean, dressed, and irritatingly aroused. Jacking off in the shower had not seemed to make a dent in his lustful state. He blamed Miroku. Just thinking of how Miroku would pose them was arousing to no end. Thinking of having his little brother's tight ass pressed into his crouch nearly sent him over the edge. Sesshomaru debated jacking off again but looked at his watch and realized he was going to be late. With a slight curse he runs out of his apartment. Intending not to miss one second with his little pup.

He had taken one step into the room and was ushered away to be put into costume. Once the stylists were happy with him he was released. (It took them a long time, stupid perfectionists / obsessed idiots.) Sesshomaru walked to where his little pup stood back to him talking to a rather annoyed looking Miroku. Inuyasha seemed to be trying to convince Miroku of something, or to do something.

Sesshomaru wasn't close enough yet to here their conversation, then Inyasha suddenly yelled something that tore his heart.

"I AM NOT GOING TO POSE WITH SESSHOMARU! ANBODY ELSE JUST NOT HIM!"

"You dare say such a thing?"

Inuyasha stiffened and quickly turned around to see Sesshomaru look at him with the coldest eyes he's ever seen.

"After forcing me to do this? (Sesshomaru gestures to his hair angrily.) You dare even to think about not posing with me! You do realize that was the whole point of me doing this, don't you?"

Inuyasha became pail and stuttered. "I . . .I. . . know that I just . . .I just can't!" Inuyasha's outburst was followed by tears and before anybody could react he ran out of the room sobbing loudly.