T-W-N-P: Alrighty everyone, I'm back with another edition of You're mine now Brother dearest.
Inu Yasha swung his arms upward toward his tied leg and reached desperately for the string. After a few seconds, he came back down with exhaustion. He took a deep breath made another attempt, and made a couple more inches, before the strain became too great, and he fell back into his first predicament.
"I don't suppose yours came with an emergency button, did it?" Sesshomaru asked from his current position next to his brother.
"No." Inu Yasha admitted begrudgingly and crossed his arms. "If I wasn't so close to the stereo equipment then I could just swing up there and slice the rope."
Sesshomaru seemed to contemplate something, before he turned slightly towards his brother and used his arms to swing to him. He finally grabbed a hold of the other boy in a halting embrace. Inu Yasha blinked and stretched his neck away from the sudden gesture.
"Uh… what are you doing? You know that I still hate you, right?" he said.
Sesshomaru did not answer and grabbed a hold of his brother's jeans with one hand, and turned his body to continue with the other. He maintained his climb until he reached Inu Yasha's tied ankle, held onto it with one hand, and reached for his own leg with the other. He was about to slice the rope holding him to the ceiling when two sharp claws jabbed into his sides. He let out a yelp of pain and let go of the leg to hold onto his offended oblique. He glared at the swinging boy in front of him and slapped him upside the head when he swung close enough.
"Do you want us to get down or not?" Sesshomaru asked with just the slightest hint of irritation.
"Untie me first." He bopped his brother's head when he reached range.
Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes. "Ridiculous." He slapped his face with a black leather glove.
"Then forget it." Inu Yasha whispered and yanked the other boy's hair.
The older one took the smaller one's shirt and twisted it against his neck while the younger swiped the older one's arm with his claws. Inu Yasha received and gave a slap, while Sesshomaru received and gave an ear twist. The cat demon immediately perked up and shook to regain her senses from her last fainting spell at all the commotion that suddenly started up. Though she nearly lost it in a fit of laughter when she took a good look at the upside down brothers. She could not help it when she realized just what it was: Catfight, doggie-style. This was just two of a good chance to pass up.
"INU YASHA!! SESSHOMARU!!"
The bedroom door slammed open to reveal the boy's father once again, his face contorted in a furious scowl.
He let out a sigh and looked to them worriedly. "Have either of you seen your mother? I've looked everywhere and I can't find her."
"She went to the store Father." Sesshomaru answered calmly though Inu Yasha pulled at his mouth with his finger.
The older man nodded in understanding and closed the door when he made it to his room again.
Both boys looked after the closed door for a second, before they sighed, looked to each other… and continued with the scuffle. Kirara sweat-dropped.
"Keh, I don't have time for this." Inu Yasha whispered and pushed away from his sibling. "Kilala!"
The cat demon's ears perked up and hopped off the couch over to him. She stood attentively on all legs and cocked her head to the side.
"Meow! Fft fft meow." He said with a straight face.
Sesshomaru's brow furrowed, and he looked at his brother with an expression that clearly said how he thought his brother was crazy. He missed Kirara sprinting into the hallway toward both bedrooms.
Inu Yasha either ignored Sesshomaru, or just did not notice, and both turned their head in time to see Kirara come back into the living room holding a plastic bag in her mouth.
"R-r-r-ow! Mowr." Inu Yasha continued and overlapped his hands flat above his head, palms facing upward, hovering only two feet above the ground.
"What on earth are you…" Sesshomaru stopped when he saw Kirara let go of the plastic bag in her mouth, and hopped onto Inu Yasha's palm.
The darker brother bounced his hands three times as the kitten crouched low. He whipped his hands into the air toward his legs, and Kirara soured into the air and flipped once before landing gracefully on the tied bare foot.
No way… Sesshomaru thought in disbelief, his lips only slightly parted and his brow slightly brought down. How did they…?
"What?" Inu Yasha asked innocently while he crossed his arms and went back to swinging faintly. He looked up (Down for him) to the cat. "Alright, start chewing."
Sesshomaru revived his signature stony facial expression, and noticed the sibling's face and toes twitched at Kirara's soft padded feet and furry tail brushing the sole of his foot as she gnawed away at the string.
In the course of a split second, the string snapped, and Inu Yasha used his hands to spring back up, and landed with only the slightest of taps onto the ground.
"Now untie me." Sesshomaru said unimpressed.
Inu Yasha studied him critically for a moment, and Sesshomaru frowned.
"Well?" he asked.
"If you had released me first, I might have considered it, but now…"
"Inu Yasha…" he crossed his arms.
Said boy walked up to the hanging brother so that his face was just at stomach level. He took the tucked shirt out from his brother's pants and pulled it so it covered his face and trapped his arms, though his wrists still showed.
Why that little…Sesshomaru stretched one arm out before realizing what struggling could do to his shirt, and it was the only one not affected with glitter. He felt his brother tie his wrists and the opening of his shirt with something, and he was too attached with his only clean shirt to find out just yet. Curse his brother for knowing him so well! But could Inu Yasha be-
"You know what I realize about your chest Sesshomaru?" Inu Yasha asked while moving away. "It's just like a canvas." He continued and peered through one eye at the other boy's ridiculously white torso through the thumb he held up. "It kinda… inspires me."
Sesshomaru glowered through the material.
"Inu Yasha, don't even think about it."
"What's your favorite color?"
"Untie me!"
"Come on Sesshomaru, It's a simple question. What, you think I'll use your favorite color against you?"
"Yes." He heard the other boy bend down and move the plastic bag brought in earlier.
"Jeez Sessh, you're so pessimistic." He commented while rummaging through the synthetic shopping bag. "I feel like you don't trust me."
"I wouldn't believe you if my life depended on it… and don't call me 'Sessh.'"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever Sessh." A few more moments of… rummaging he supposed, then: "So you never answered my question: what's your favorite color?"
"I'm not answering that." He stated firmly.
"Then I'll choose one for you."
"No! Inu Yasha untie me right-"
"Now hold still."
Inu Yasha grabbed Sesshomaru's side as he quickly starting painting the white upper body. The owner of said upper body silently screwed the only clean shirt he had, and struggled with all he had to get out of his predicament.
"Nice try Sesshomaru, but it's going to be harder to get out of there than you might think."
And he was right. The older brother found his wrists were tied better than he thought.
"Curse you Inu Yasha," he whispered as he felt the paintbrush continue to glide over his stomach in a peculiar fashion.
"Hey, you brought this upon yourself." He replied in mock sympathy. "Done!" he said with a satisfied smile while he stepped back to look at the finished product.
"You've had your fun: Now untie me!"
"But Sesshomaru, I'm only halfway done!"
Oh no…
The shirt was pulled completely from Sesshomaru's head, reacquainting him with his brother's grinning face and the light surrounding his head in a halo. He squeezed his eyes shut from the bright glow and stretched away from his brother.
Inu Yasha stared and gave a thoughtful 'hmmm' as he examined his brother's face. He took out a lipstick from the bag and opened it to reveal shimmering purple. He grabbed his brother's head and carefully traced and rubbed the substance over the other boy's lips.
Oh hell no! Sesshomaru cursed.
He shook his head and stretched and wriggled as much as he could, keeping as far away as he could from the demonic make-up. Despite his efforts, Inu Yasha still managed to give him perfectly sculpted and colored lips. It was the same when the mascara came in. Though Inu Yasha's small 'accidental' threat to get the black ink in Sesshomaru's eye did calm the other boy down a tad bit.
Inu Yasha smirked as he clipped the cap onto the mascara and tossed it into the bag behind him without even looking.
"Are you done yet?" Sesshomaru practically growled.
"Almost, but before I finish, maybe I should let you take a look for yourself."
Inu Yasha held up a hand mirror in front of the other boy's face, ignoring the surprise and disgust of gigantic proportions. "What do you think?"
Sesshomaru glared at his transformed now rather feminine countenance. He only stared a split second before Inu Yasha stepped back and walked to what Sesshomaru realized was a camera standing on a tripod. Panic seized Sesshomaru for a split second before a plan popped up in his mind and his face returned to a calm composure.
"You're very good with make-up, Inu Yasha. Tell me, have you had much practice applying it?"
Inu Yasha did not blink. He did not blush, he did not even breathe. He simply backed up, walked into his room, and closed the door.
Hn, too easy. Sesshomaru thought with a smirk.
A flash went off, and Sesshomaru glared while struggling once again to be free.
