Though this ties slightly into the story, this chapter is more of a random one. Actually, it's purpose is more to get to what I want in the next chapter, but I didn't want to switch scenes so quickly. You'll see what I mean.
He Get It From His Father
(Rather than she get it from her mama!)
"Look, you don't wanna do this, right?" Inuyasha tried to negotiate with his brother, who was currently holding him upside down outside his window, threatening to drop him. "I mean, if you kill me, you'll never find the buried treasure." Sesshomaru let his grip slide on his foot and Inuyasha gave a high pitched shriek. "Oh, like I don't know that one," Sesshomaru said to him. "I'd say, 'buried treasure?' And you would say, 'Yeah, of I'm a wiener.' And I'd say, 'I'm a wiener?' And you'd get your kicks and your laughs and yada, yada, yada. We've all seen that damn movie or at least it's commercial. Please, for your sake and mine, try to be original."
Inuyasha was trying to think of a way to keep his brother from taking his bedroom, but it was kind of hard doing so with all the blood rushing to his head. What do I have that he could want? Ah-ha! My X-Men comic books! "Hey Sessh! I got something you'd like." Sesshomaru had him by one hand, using the other to shake a figure eight ball. Will I get lucky tonight? He thought and shook it. No, it flat out said. He huffed in disbelief. Inuyasha continued to call his name while he gave the ball another shake and asked it, Will my mother and hismother get lucky tonight? Many times, the ball responded. WTF?! He gasped and threw it across the room, where it hit the wall by the closet. Something buzzed and the closet flipped around, revealing a secret entrance way. He went over to investigate, letting his brother slip from his grasp. "You'll pay for this, Captain Planet!" Inuyasha shouted dramatically, his voice fading away as he fell.
Sesshomaru slowly walked to the closet. "So, a secret passageway, hm? To go or not to go, such a difficult question." "I can answer that for you. Don't go!" Inuyasha had jumped back through the window, thorns in his hair from a rose bush below. Sesshomaru gave his brother a bored stare. "And why do you think we shouldn't go?" "Because, it's always when people go fucking with shit that shit happens! You know, like in the movies, you always got the American girl who justhas to go exploring around the most dangerous places and then goes alone? And you're all in the theater yelling, "You dumb bitch! Get the hell away from there! But you know it's useless because, well, that's just American film makers for you, so cliché. And then the ushers come up to you all like, 'You can't yell in the theater,' And you tell them to go to hell because you paid your seven fifty just like everyone else and it's your right as a Japanese citizen to be able to yell at a frickin' screen if you want to, and no, you will not turn off your damn cell phone, because your father's getting a hair transplant and he's going to send you a picture of himself when it's done and you want to be able to tell him that he looks great even though he looks like Hulk Hogan with a handlebar mustache!"
A/N: Handlebar mustache: A mustache so long that it curls at the tips, like old school bike handlebars!
Midway through Inuyasha's rant, Sesshomaru had stopped listening to him and had once again started toward the closet. He was at its entrance and was peeking inside, sniffing the air for any dangers. He wasn't picking up on any. "Stay away!" Inuyasha shouted at him. "If you go, you might land in Narnia. Or even Hogwarts! Or worse yet, Townsville, where the Power Puff girls are always having to save the world before bedtime!" Sesshomaru gave him a dead serious look and said, "Your brain must be broken. None of these places exist. And aren't you a little old to be believing such things?" "Oh, right, like you don't still watch and believe in the Highlander?" Inuyasha countered. Sesshomaru was silent for a moment, then said: "Touche," and went inside the closet. Or what used to be the closet.
Inside was a dark stairwell that spiraled down a damp passageway. Inuyasha whimpered at every little sound he heard and out right screamed when he saw a rat. "What are you so frightened of?" the elder finally snapped. "You're wearing rat. Like that's just supposed to be the newest fashion. Why don't we all start wearing possum, heard that's in right now." "Remember, Father gave this to me," Inuyasha told him. "And that's supposed to make it better how? It's still disgusting." "Oh, okay, so tell me, what is that thing on your arm?" "My tail," Sesshomaru said. "Ah-ha! So you wear dog, hm? Yeah, that's real humane." Sesshomaru opened his mouth to respond, then decided it wasn't worth it. His brother had blonde moments, it was sad but true and no reasoning in the world could change his opinion once he'd set it, especially on a subject as stupid as this one.
Minutes later, they reached the bottom of the stairs. In front of them was a heavy wooden door, probably oak if Sesshomaru had to guess. Not that it really mattered, but he'd been forced into the Boy Scouts when he was younger. It shocked him that he remembered things like this. He walked up to the door and tried to open it. It didn't budge. "Hm," he pondered, thinking that perhaps he could pull it open...but with what handle? Beside him, Inuyasha pulled out Tetsusaiga. "Looks like a job for my windscar," he said triumphantly, like that was the solution. "Inuyasha, don't!" But too late. He swung the blade with all his might at the wooden door. Due to the closed in area, the blast sent them flying back up half the steps along with large pieces of of wood. Gaining his footing again, Sesshomaru rushed down to see what was left of the house.
Everything was fine, if you didn't count the large hole in the wall. Which led to...the kitchen! "No wonder that bedroom is so valuable," he mused to himself out loud. Inuyasha didn't waste any time. He ran to a cabinet and grabbed all that he could, bags of chips, Cheese Nips, Poptarts, and other assorted goodies. "And you're still fasting so you can't have none!"He sneered at Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru did something that he hadn't done in a long time and was way past due. He punched Inuyasha in the face. Oh, that felt so good! To hear the sound of his fist against his brother's jaw! To see his head whip around! To see that hurt look on his face! To see those...tears? Oh god... "Aw damn, Inuyasha. Hey, I'm sorry, okay. I guess I lost control over myself." Inuyasha wiped his eyes. "It's okay, I forgive you." They looked like they were about to hug when Inuyasha punched him back. "Open chest! As if I'd let you just get away with that!"
Inuyasha cackled gleefully while Sesshomaru thought about all the ways he could torture his brother. And just how much his personality was like his father's at times, stupid
And speaking of which, back on the home front in an empty castle sat Inutaisho. Twenty beers surrounded him in the two hour period that the boys had been gone. Already he had watched his bachelor party and was now on some stupid film he had made as a freshman in college with his room mate. "Here's to curiosity. May I never get thatcurious again!" He gurgled in a drunken voice and downed the beer. But damn I looked good back then! He thought, then yawned. His head suddenly felt heavier and he struggled to keep his eyes open. It was too much of a struggle and he let the opposing forces of sleep take over. Sliding into the midst of the beer field on the floor, he passed out, Heineken staining the carpet.
Another stopping point! A little heads up for the next chapter, I do know that it's going to be in Inutaisho's point of view, since this story is about all of them! Anyways, you know the drill, I don't even have to say it!