Author's Rant: Lol you guys are taking well to these. Inspired by a cell phone commercial and real life scenario. ^_^
A Dropped UnBrotherly Conversation
Should he or shouldn't he? Should he or shouldn't?
Decisions, decisions.
Inuyasha was stuck in a predicament, one that involved him currently staring at his new cell phone. There was nothing wrong with the stylist 4G black coated IPhone. Nothing at all. In fact, he was impressed with the skills he'd recently learned to use on the thing, though at times he cussed the screen out about some retarded game or another he couldn't figure out.
The real problem was that he hadn't mastered the techniques of doing simply phone calls. Texting, emailing, buying apps, he could do all day. But learning to call from the thing left him confused. It was a damn shame too. You'd think after being able to handle all the odd ball features on this piece, he'd comprehend the simplest and most desired purpose of having a cell phone.
Oh right, he didn't explain why he had a new cell phone in the first place.
A couple of months back he'd been completely content with having an easy slide phone; he could text and talk, the basics. That's all he wanted or needed on a phone; nothing special. He'd been with Sprint back then. That damned service pissed him off too.
At the time he'd also just begun dating his older boyfriend Sesshomaru Toucan, a college junior. Sesshomaru thought he needed a new cell because he needed to catch up to modern times and he was sick and tired of having to wait until Inuyasha found signal in whatever area he was in so they could carry on their conversation. When he managed to gain a couple of bars on his phone, their lines would cross over with others or the convey would be too buzzed and sliced to hear.
Sesshomaru was truly at the end of his rope dealing with this but for Inuyasha he promised to be as patient as possible and just put up with it.
Once while they were on a date, Inuyasha's cell begin magically dial someone's number for no reason. Seriously, it'd just up and dial a number and he'd have answer whoever it was to explain why they were suddenly summoned out of the blue.
The freaky machine called Koga twenty times straight.
And those last three had come at the most inappropriate times.
Sesshomaru was so fed up with it he tossed the phone through his tenth story window and watched it smash to its original blue print. Inuyasha called the service line immediately to say he'd had a terrible accident with his cell and all they told him was to buy a new one. It wasn't their problem, he was careless with his property.
He saw red that night. Sesshomaru had been sitting on the bed watching Inuyasha spew a layer of cuss words both old and new to the bastard on customer service and ended up crushing Sesshomaru's house phone in his bare hands.
So that explained why Inuyasha was pretty much dealing with his new 4G and a newer contract with Version Alltel. He could only hope these fools had better services . . . Now all he needed was to learn how the blasted thing worked. He needed to call Sess. . . .
It's three forty seven in the morning. About four hours before Sesshomaru needs to wake up for school and here he was reaching across his night stand for the glowing device, vibrating his call.
Inuyasha felt so proud of himself. It'd taken him a full seven hours eight minutes and nineteen seconds to learn how to call his boyfriend. The joy of accomplishment spread across his blushing cheeks as he listened to his boyfriend's unusually extra sexy voice.
"Hello?" Sesshomaru answered deep, groggy and pissed.
"Hey Sess," This was excellent. Inuyasha could hear Sesshomaru as clear as water. No electrical interference, aggravating crossovers, nada. Babe was going to be getting a special reward for being so smart. "So what are you up too?"
"What am I up too—Inuyasha it's three in the morning. What do you think?"
"Oh." Inuyasha walked into his kitchen looking for something to eat. Chips maybe? "I thought you might be up by now."
"Inuy—" Sesshomaru turned over on his back, half dazed, half enraged. "Why in God's name would you think I'd be up this early? I have class in a few hours."
"Oh." Found some chips. Yeah he could eat these. "Well can you talk to me until then? I miss you." Several caveman grunts and animalistic grumbles later, Inuyasha thought the phone had hung up until he heard a moan that made his stomach flutter.
"What do you want to talk about?" Sesshomaru finally mumbled, lying on his back.
"I found out how to call." Inuyasha said excitedly.
"I see. . ."
Inuyasha paused mid-chip to the mouth, "Aren't you happy?"
"Happy about what?"
"I learned to call you duh. Now we can talk all the time."
". . .Am I supposed to care?"
The hanyou sat upright, "You should. I sat here and wasted all damn day learning how to work this stupid phone so I could call you."
The building pressure between the Inuyoukai's eyes swelled and he reached up to squeeze before it became a headache. "I didn't ask you to sit there and do that Baka Inu."
"You didn't have too, ya prick. I did it for us. God you can be such a jerk sometimes." Inuyasha's hand coiled around the bag of chips, crushing its innards. Here he'd slaved away on this fucking thing and Sesshomaru couldn't be happy about it? Trust this stupid asshole to be so nonchalant about everything. "Honestly why do I even bother putting up with you?"
Sesshomaru chuckled deep, "Because you love me as much as I love you."
Inuyasha's puppy ears swiveled, side to side, his face frozen in a breathless gasp. "Y-you love me Sess? Seriously?" He couldn't believe it. They'd been dating for a few months now and Inuyasha knew he loved Sesshomaru but this was the very first time he'd heard him say it. God his heart was pounding a million miles per hour. Glossy thrill shun bright in his hazel eyes as he wanted for a response.
But nothing came. He waited for what seemed like forever—only five seconds—and still got nothing. Now Inuyasha's cheeks exploded in a pout, "Hey if you don't mean it you jerk, then don't say things like that." Inuyasha sat back on his couch, feeling crushed. If—if Sesshomaru didn't love him all he had to do was say so instead giving him the silent treatment.
"You don't really love me do you?" Silence. Sesshomaru's silence was a knife wedged into Inuyasha's heart. For all it was worth he'd really thought Sesshomaru had meant it but here he was probably secretly laughing about it like he'd got a high schooler to think he was loved by an older man.
Sesshomaru was probably just kidding about it like any pretty boy would. And his quiet refusal to reply back was only pissing Inuyasha off more. "I fucking hate you, ya know that? You don't have to be a dick about it. If you don't love me then just say so."
Still nothing.
"Fine be an asshole. But if you don't love me at least tell me. I can't believe you'd play with my emotions like that!" Inuyasha snatched the phone from his ear prepared to end this one sided conversation and relationship—
He blinked at the moving animation screen. The default screen for his and Sesshomaru's kissing picture wavered wildly every three seconds as Inuyasha stared blankly confused.
Then it struck him hard. . .Sesshomaru had. . . so he was. . . and Inuyasha was cussing about. . . "Oh fuck."
The call had dropped. He'd lost signal.
If this wasn't the biggest crock of shit. . .
Inuyasha slowly strolled his way to his bedroom window and in a zombie trance, opened his second story window—and threw the fucking piece of shit across town.
Fuck Version Alltel, Fuck Sprint. They were going with AT& T.
TBC: Yep I had this happen to me once. Stupid phone lost signal in the middle of a good conversation. ^_^
