Chapter 4

Author's note: I have been grumpy a lot lately. I want cheese cake.

The constant streaking of lead pencil against paper was ticking him off, his eyebrow twitching as he tried to concentrate on the surprise quiz the class was given.

"Your bosses will throw stuff like this at you!" their teacher yelled, distracting most of the class and not helping at all.

"Their going to test you and treat you like shit! But as proud Japanese we will prepare for that! We will-" he went on and on, Inuyasha looking down to his quiz he was not even close to finishing. The algebra was easy but with the constant distractions he couldn't concentrate.

He glanced to Miroku who had his paper turned over with the pencil on top of the sheet, already done and sitting up, though his eyes were closed.

He was asleep?

Inuyasha sighed and tried to concentrate, trying to think of something else as he wrote down the equation to a question.

The pencil stopped when an image of Sesshomaru popped into his head.

He shook his head, his cheeks heating up as the image became a not so innocent scenario that began to play in his head.

He finished the last question and took a deep breath, looking to the clock.

The period would end in two minutes. He finished just in time.

He sighed and looked down, seeing Kikyo looking at him.

His cheeks heated up fiercely as he looked away, all thoughts of Sesshomaru erased from his mind. He held back a shiver when he remembered how her breasts felt against his arm, lying his head down on his desk, his pony tail falling over his shoulder.

He wanted to feel her breasts without the shirt on.

He wanted to face palm himself for thinking like that, shifting in his seat when his groin stirred as he thought of how they would fit and feel in his hands, thinking of how her skin would taste and what noises she would make for him.

He sat up quickly, on the verge of slapping himself for thinking that way, trying to bring the thought of Sesshomaru back into his mind, but when he looked back to her and saw her nipples pressing against the material of the shirt she wore as she stared lustfully at him, he couldn't find the will too.

He was glad when the bell rang, putting his pencil back in his bag as he stood, the teacher waiting for them to leave before he would collect the tests.

He walked quickly to the door, stopping when he felt a soft hand grab his arm, the school uniform material feeling way too thin.

He stopped and looked over his shoulder, trying to control his blush when he saw Kikyo, trying to keep his eyes trained on hers and not her breasts.

"Are we still good for Friday?" she asked, Inuyasha nodded shyly.

"Yeah," he grumbled, Kikyo smiling and kissing his cheek.

"We are going to have a lot of fun," she whispered into his ear before walking away, Inuyasha staring after her with what Miroku would call puppy dog eyes.

"You are one lucky asshole," Miroku sighed as he walked up beside him, Inuyasha looking to him and smirking.

"I don't molest them, you do," he pointed out, Miroku chuckling sheepishly as they walked to their next class.

"They are so beautiful how could I not?" he asked, Inuyasha rolling his eyes.

"You could start by looking and not touching," Inuyasha replied, Miroku grinning.

"Like you do, mr. puppy dog?" he asked, Inuyasha's cheeks heating up, punching his arm.

"No I'm serious, she has you on a leash and you are going to start following her around like a lost pup like most of the guys here," he said in a more serious tone, Inuyasha sighing, rolling his eyes.

That was never going to happen.

The bell rang and they both cursed beneath their breaths, sprinting to their next class, making it a game to see who would get their first.

A red sports car he recognized all too well was parked in the parking lot, Inuyasha frowning as he walked up to his brother who leaned against the driver's door, a cigarette between his lips as he watched him advance lazily.

Girls were staring with wide eyes and taking pictures, pointing and giggling, guys glaring as they moved on, some staring with envious eyes though not lingering.

Inuyasha stopped in front of him and glared up at him.

"Why the hell are you here?" he growled, Sesshomaru taking the cigarette from between his lips and blowing the smoke into his face, smirking as he coughed and tried to disperse it.

"Mom ordered me to pick you up," he told him as he threw the cigarette to the ground.

"She doesn't want you walking home or from school anymore, she's afraid someone might kidnap you for ransom," he said, Inuyasha snorting.

"Really?" he asked, Sesshomaru's smirk pulling into a smile.

"No, she just wanted me to pick you up because she wants to go out for a family dinner," he said, Inuyasha rolling his eyes even though the thought made him a tad happy.

A family night was rare, especially since both his parents were lawyers that weren't able to be at home very often.

"Where we going?" Inuyasha asked as he went to the passenger side, ignoring the people looking at them as he opened the door.

"Sawada," he replied, Inuyasha raising an eyebrow as he got in, closing the door and buckling up, Sesshomaru not bothering too as he put the keys in the ignition.

"How was school?" he asked, Inuyasha knowing he didn't really care but glad he asked at all.

"It was pretty good, a girl asked me out," he said the last part a little more quietly, Sesshomaru raising an eyebrow as he put the car in drive and pressed on the gas, speeding off.

"Really?" Sesshomaru asked, his eyes never leaving the road as he gave little thought to the speed limit that was twenty five, his meter at fifty.

"Y-yeah," Inuyasha stuttered out, Sesshomaru glancing to him, his gaze not lingering as he stopped at a stop sign.

"What did you say?" he asked, Inuyasha shrugging.

"I said yes," he replied, Sesshomaru grunting as he pressed down on the gas again.

"When is it?" he asked, Inuyasha looking out the window.

"It's set for Friday, I haven't signed up for any clubs so I don't really have to go on school on Saturday," he told him, Sesshomaru snorting.

"You're going Saturday to sign up," he told him, Inuyasha looking to him with a frown.

"I don't ha-"

"Mom is gonna get on your ass if you don't," Sesshomaru pointed out, Inuyasha sighing as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"I'm still going," he growled, Sesshomaru smirking and pulling on his pony tail as he stopped at a light.

"Never said you couldn't go," he said, Inuyasha slapping his hand away.

"Stop doing that stupid," he growled, feeling a tad glad he wasn't mad at him.

He was thinking he would get mad at him for going out with somebody because of the relationship they had, but since no one knew…

Inuyasha bit his lip, Sesshomaru looking to him when he noticed he became quiet.

"You're not mad… that I'm going out with her, right?" Inuyasha asked, Sesshomaru frowning.

"This was bound to happen," Sesshomaru replied but said nothing more on it, Inuyasha frowning as he looked down to his hands in his lap.

The rest of the ride home was silent, Inuyasha quick to leave the car to escape the thick cloud that was suffocating him, running into the house, his nervousness giving way to happiness when he saw his parents.

His mother turned to him and smiled, wrapping her arms around him when he ran to her, his father smiling as he drank from the coffee he had in front of him.

"How long are you staying here?" Inuyasha asked as he pulled away from his mother's warm hug, looking to his dad who rustled his hair, messing up his ponytail.

"We have to leave tomorrow morning for a court case, but we wanted to see you two," his father said, Inuyasha smiling big, looking to Sesshomaru who was standing by the entryway with a blank look on his face.

His smile faltered as his eyes bore into him, turning away.

"Go get ready, we can't go to Sawada with you looking like that," she chided, looking to Sesshomaru with a smile.

"Can you brush his hair for me?" she asked, Sesshomaru nodding, following Inuyasha out of the kitchen.

"I was hoping they could stay longer," Inuyasha sighed as he stripped off his shirt as Sesshomaru closed the door behind him, taking down his pony tail, his hair falling over his back and framing his face.

"Hm," Sesshomaru grunted as he leaned against the door, watching Inuyasha strip and walk into his closet in look of more nicer looking clothing.

"Red or black?" Inuyasha asked, Sesshomaru looking at him through the mirror on the closet door as he held up a red shirt and a black one, shrugging.

"Red," he replied, Inuyasha throwing it on, leaving his ass naked and in full view of his eyes, his groin stirring.

"Jeans or khakis?" Inuyasha asked, Sesshomaru snorting.

"You don't look good in khakis, pick some dark jeans with no designs on the back," he replied, Inuyasha nodding and grabbing what he described, walking out the closet and throwing it on the bed, walking to his dresser for some underwear, in decency of their mother.

Sesshomaru locked the door and walked behind him, running a hand over his ass, pulling him against him, Inuyasha looking over his shoulder to him.

"We can't," he whispered, Sesshomaru grunting as he moved his hair from his neck and licked his skin, pressing his ass closer to his aching groin, Inuyasha shivering at the heat he felt.

"I'll be quick," he whispered before unbuttoning his pants, not feeling he could wait till tonight as he took out his cock, Inuyasha gasping as he pressed the head against his anus, rubbing it against him but not pushing in.

"You can't take me dry," he hissed, Sesshomaru nipping his neck but careful not to mark him before sighing, turning him around.

"Then suck it," he replied, Inuyasha sighing as he rolled his eyes.

"Fine," he growled, getting to his knees and taking hold of his cock, stroking it a few times before taking the head into his mouth, Sesshomaru sighing as he let his head fall back when he took more into his hot, wet mouth, fisting a hand into his hair.

He moved his head back and forth three quick times before making him take it slow, hearing his soft gagging when he pushed him too far, pulling him back and looking down.

The head of his cock was just starting to show from between his lips, stretching his talented mouth wide, his eyes misted with tears as he looked up to him, the sight enough to bring him over the edge.

He pushed him down so the head was fully engulfed, holding back his groan as he came into his mouth, petting his head as he drank his cum greedily, making sure none would spill.

Sesshomaru panted as he let him go, Inuyasha standing up and wiping his eyes, punching his arm.

"Don't push me so far," he grumbled hoarsely as he pulled on his underwear then his jeans, slipping on some socks and combat boots, sitting at his desk as he waited for Sesshomaru to fix himself then brush his hair.

Sesshomaru still felt tense even though he had came as he put himself back in his jeans and got the brush from the dresser, sighing as he picked up Inuyasha's hair and held it a few inches from the ends, raising it before running the brush through.

He worked like that in silence, the brush running into a few knots but quick to smooth it out, Inuyasha's usually wavy and knotted hair straightening out, though still far from being as straight as his.

He put the brush on the desk when he finished, taking his hair and pulling it into a half pony tail, his hands gentle as he pinned it up with a red rubber band Inuyasha handed to him, taking a step back when he finished.

Inuyasha pulled his hair over his shoulder, running his fingers through it.

"I look like a girl," he muttered before standing, Sesshomaru smirking.

He looked beautiful.

The entire time they ate Inuyasha talked nonstop, filling in all of the things he had experienced in his first few days of seventh grade, their parents smiling and laughing as he told them a bunch of stories about all the girls that like him.

Sesshomaru was quiet, not mentioning anything about his work as an instructor at his uncles dojo, silent as he thought over the new dilemma.

He wasn't surprised Inuyasha got a girlfriend, he knew he wasn't obligated to him and it would have happened sooner or later, but it didn't sit too well with him.

He knew kids these days were experimentive, but he was silently hoping Inuyasha wouldn't have sex with her anytime soon.

He didn't want her touching him.

It was pretty plain and simple once he thought of it that way, but when he looked to Inuyasha, and saw the lightest stain of lipstick against his cheek, he wanted to lick from head to toe then fuck him till he couldn't walk to prove all he was his.

But that wasn't how the world worked.

Inuyasha wasn't his, in fact their relationship was taboo and a tad sick, but once he made up his mind that day, it has become harder and harder to think that way.

How Inuyasha accepted it so easily baffled him, seeing as how he believed schools taught kids about what was bad and what was good.

Or was it too taboo for them to talk about?

"Sesshomaru," his father called, Sesshomaru looking up from his food to him.

"How is your job? I hope it keeps you very busy," his father chided, Inuyasha looking to him with a wide grin.

Sesshomaru sat back, putting down his fork.

"Totosai has talked to a multi-billionaire manager of a dojo in Tokyo and we have arranged an interview for me to work as one of his instructors," he replied, his father grinning proudly as his mother clapped her hands, Inuyasha taking the chance to take her bread stick.

"That's my boy!" his father bellowed, clapping a hand on his shoulder, Sesshomaru's lips pulling up into a smile .

"Our son will soon be the manager and give me wonderful grandchildren when he marries," his father said proudly, his smile faltering.

Marriage? Kids?

"We have found a pretty girl to be your fiance Sesshy," his mother told him, taking her bread stick from Inuyasha and laughing when he pouted.

"And what if I don't like her?" he asked, his parents going silent.

His mother tried to brighten the mood as his father frowned, clapping her hands together.

"We can always find a better one Sesshy! There are many out the-"

"And what if I don't want any of those?" he asked with a sharp tone, his father putting down his fork and leveling him with a hard stare.

"You know it is tradition for the first born to marry who the parents pick as his bride, Sesshomaru. We need a male with a heavy seed to carry on our bloodline, and a woman who can bare many children," his father explained for the thousandth time in his life, Sesshomaru narrowing his eyes but not continuing the argument, holding his tongue.

He looked to Inuyasha who was looking from their father to him with wide eyes, Sesshomaru looking away and to his food that no longer looked appetizing.

Reality was coming fast to his door, and though he would never admit it, he was afraid of opening it.

They returned home late that night, Inuyasha going straight to bed as Sesshomaru went into the kitchen, sitting on a stool in the kitchen, placing his head in his hands.

he didn't want to marry a random woman he would never get to actually learn about, let alone love.

His father had gotten lucky with their mother but what about him?

He ran his hands down his face and sighed, nodding to his parents as they left with their packed suitcases, quiet so they wouldn't wake Inuyasha.

Sesshomaru waited ten minutes after they left before he went to Inuyasha's room, opening the door and walking to his bed, sitting down on the edge.

Inuyasha turned to him, his eyes looking to him, nervousness brewing in his gold depths.

"Are you sure you're not mad at me?" he whispered, Sesshomaru smirking before running a hand through his hair he had put down, feeling a knot in Inuyasha's thick hair.

"I'm sure," he replied, Inuyasha smiling softly as he rose up, straddling his thighs and pressing his head against his chest.

"Good," he whispered drowsily, Sesshomaru hooking a finger under his chin, forcing him to meet his gaze.

Inuyasha's eyes were deep, like they were endless pools of gold that would consume anyone who stared too long, Sesshomaru leaning down as he took his lips into a kiss.

He took his time with him this time, every touch gentle and rough when they needed to be, drawing out his pleasure so he could hear every sweet sound, marking his skin where only he could see, rising up when he laid naked beneath him, staring at his body and remembering every detail.

His muscles that were just starting to form, his body that was slim and femenish, his shoulders that still had yet to broaden, his skin that was lightly tanned.

It was all perfect to him, Sesshomaru entering him slowly, drawing small gasps from his throat.

He felt alive when he thrusted into him, his legs pulled over his shoulders, his toes curling and the heel of his feet digging into his back as he whimpered and moaned in pleasure, sweat sliding down his body as he grinded against him, leaning down and taking his lips into a kiss, feeling euphoric as he slipped his tongue into his mouth, thrusting into his shaking body and drawing a sweet whimper from his throat.

"Sess-Sesshomaru I-I can't," Inuyasha gasped, squirming in his gasp as he grabbed his pillow and arched his chest with a whimpering moan when he thrusted into him, his walls tightening around him and his cock twitching as his release grew near.

Sesshomaru panted as he grabbed his wrists and pinned them to the bed, Inuyasha looking up to him as he stilled in his body, his eyes misted over with tears.

He leaned down and kissed him, his eyes closing tight as he pulled out and thrusted slowly into him, feeling him like he never had before.

He groaned when he clenched around him, Inuyasha pulling away from the kiss with a cry, his cheeks a dark red as he came, staining Sesshomaru and himself with his cum, Sesshomaru panting as he rose up and took his legs off his shoulders, pressing them close to his chest and gripping his thighs, Inuyasha arching his chest when he began to thrust into him again, hypersensitive to his touch.

"Sesshomaru no," he gasped, reaching down and stroking his cock that was coming back to hardness, whimpering and squirming as he took what his brother gave.

When he finally came Inuyasha came along with him, both of their bodies snapping and falling into a world of bliss, their vision flashing white.

Author's note: Sawada is a real place in Japan, a sushi restaurant if I remember correctly. I hope you like it but if you don't it something called don't read it. Yep, still grumpy.

-Grumpy Pikajow