Title: Musically Inclined
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha, his friends... enemies... and associates...
*wishes on a star for them*
Inuyasha glared at Sesshoumaru and picked up the sword. He unsheathed it and clicked off the TV. Getting up he walked over to the kitchen sink. Grumbling and fumbling with the faucet the water poured down in a steady stream. Grabbing a clean cloth, he gently started to rub the dried blood off. Grumbling turned into a soft tune while Inuyasha worked, careful not to cut himself.
Sesshoumaru watched Inuyasha for a moment or two before he grabbed a guitar that was stashed in a corner. Strumming it a little he started to play a tune. Glancing over at Inuyasha ever once in a while to make sure he was still cleaning his sword. He leaned back in his chair and kept playing.
Almost done Inuyasha's claws began to recede. His fangs shorted to human canines and his eyes turned brown. He sighed as he finished up the last of the sword. Making sure it was dry he placed it back in its sheath and tossed it on the couch before he grabbed a beer off the counter.
Glancing at Inuyasha's now ebony hair he paused and started a new tune. It was a more fast-paced song than the last. Stopping, he placed the guitar on a side table, got up and he too grabbed a beer. Taking a sip from his drink he looked straight at the edgy looking human.
Inuyasha just stared in his bottle. The glassy brown liquid moved a little in its container. Brown chocolaty eyes peered at Sesshoumaru face for a moment, then at the stereo. He got up and clicked it on. Immediately psychologists were heard debating on what the 'Mysterious Serial Killer' looked like, his social status, family life, childhood conditions and so on.
Sesshoumaru looked up at the offending stereo and glared. "Shut it off, or do you not like my playing...?" he said pointedly at Inuyasha.
"I really don't see how you could like a human instrument like a guitar over a radio..." he replied, but turned off the offensive piece of technology.
"I do when the radio is saying I'm a deranged psychopath that had a very traumatic childhood..." he replied icily.
"Whatever," Inuyasha murmured slightly amused.
Sitting back down on the couch Inuyasha took a sip from his beer, letting the glassy brown liquid swirls around in his mouth for a little before swallowing it. He glanced briefly over at his brother then quickly looked away. He knew that over the past two hundred years his feelings had evolved from begrudgingly accepting a truce to wanting to spend time with him... though he was certain it wasn't mutual.
Sesshoumaru swirled his drink in its bottle before chugging it down. He peered over at Inuyasha as he did so. Returning to his chair he cracked his knuckles loudly and picked up the guitar again. He adjusted a couple of wires and strummed it experimentally. He then started a solo he'd been working on. It started out kind of slow then got fast.
Listening to the song Inuyasha had to admit that Sesshoumaru could play the guitar well. His head started moving to the beat of his brothers playing as he took another sip of his beer. He closed his eyes and just listened. The tune was very catchy and quickly got trapped inside his skull.
Suddenly stopping Sesshoumaru looked intently over at his younger half- brother. His cold golden eyes bore right through the human. "What's your problem?" Inuyasha asked a little uneasy.
"Your human friend... from this time. She lives at a shrine outside of town right?" Sesshoumaru Inquired.
Eyeing him uneasily Inuyasha responded "Yeah. What about it...?"
"Just checking my facts..." was all he said back. A small smirk crept on his face as he started to play again.
"You're not going after are you?" Inuyasha asked warily.
Sesshoumaru didn't reply to him, but instead just kept playing. His eyes on his left hand to make sure he was playing the right chords.
"You are aren't you..." the human guessed. "Don't go after her Sesshoumaru... it... it... it would disrupt our timeline of events"
Still playing Sesshoumaru taunted, "That is why she's not dead yet."
Inuyasha glared. "Don't kill her Sesshoumaru."
"Why you would kill me if I did?" Sesshoumaru retorted. A new softer song floated from the guitar.
"... No, just don't kill her..." the human said in a lower voice.
Sesshoumaru didn't respond, his fingers dancing along the strings of the guitar. The soft song grew into a loud solo.
~~**~~ 10 O'clock pm Sesshoumaru had put up his guitar a couple hours ago when Inuyasha suggested playing poker. Betting with chips Sesshoumaru had a large pile compared to Inuyasha's and even the ante pile was bigger even than Inuyasha's. Getting frustrated he pushed the last bit of his chips into the ante in hopes of winning it. Sesshoumaru matched his bet and then called. Inuyasha laid down a full house and smirked at his older brother. Sesshoumaru remained impassive as he laid down four of a kind.
Disgusted Inuyasha stood up and turned away. "You have to be cheating..." he accused.
Sesshoumaru simply raised an eyebrow and firmly said, "You're just not as good or as lucky as I am. Dear little brother." He gave a smirk to the younger's back.
Inuyasha wheeled around. "Cheater! You're a cheater!" he reiterated.
"No. You just don't want to admit defeat in a fair game." Sesshoumaru retorted.
Inuyasha pouted. He knew his elder brother was right. "Fine then. I'm going to bed now..." he growled lowly.
Sesshoumaru just gave him a curt nod and stood up. Walking into his room and closed the door behind him. Taking off his shirt he tossed it into the dirty laundry basket. He removed his pants and threw them too into the dirty laundry. Replacing the lost pants with a pair of sleep pants, he slid into bed.
Inuyasha glared at Sesshoumaru and picked up the sword. He unsheathed it and clicked off the TV. Getting up he walked over to the kitchen sink. Grumbling and fumbling with the faucet the water poured down in a steady stream. Grabbing a clean cloth, he gently started to rub the dried blood off. Grumbling turned into a soft tune while Inuyasha worked, careful not to cut himself.
Sesshoumaru watched Inuyasha for a moment or two before he grabbed a guitar that was stashed in a corner. Strumming it a little he started to play a tune. Glancing over at Inuyasha ever once in a while to make sure he was still cleaning his sword. He leaned back in his chair and kept playing.
Almost done Inuyasha's claws began to recede. His fangs shorted to human canines and his eyes turned brown. He sighed as he finished up the last of the sword. Making sure it was dry he placed it back in its sheath and tossed it on the couch before he grabbed a beer off the counter.
Glancing at Inuyasha's now ebony hair he paused and started a new tune. It was a more fast-paced song than the last. Stopping, he placed the guitar on a side table, got up and he too grabbed a beer. Taking a sip from his drink he looked straight at the edgy looking human.
Inuyasha just stared in his bottle. The glassy brown liquid moved a little in its container. Brown chocolaty eyes peered at Sesshoumaru face for a moment, then at the stereo. He got up and clicked it on. Immediately psychologists were heard debating on what the 'Mysterious Serial Killer' looked like, his social status, family life, childhood conditions and so on.
Sesshoumaru looked up at the offending stereo and glared. "Shut it off, or do you not like my playing...?" he said pointedly at Inuyasha.
"I really don't see how you could like a human instrument like a guitar over a radio..." he replied, but turned off the offensive piece of technology.
"I do when the radio is saying I'm a deranged psychopath that had a very traumatic childhood..." he replied icily.
"Whatever," Inuyasha murmured slightly amused.
Sitting back down on the couch Inuyasha took a sip from his beer, letting the glassy brown liquid swirls around in his mouth for a little before swallowing it. He glanced briefly over at his brother then quickly looked away. He knew that over the past two hundred years his feelings had evolved from begrudgingly accepting a truce to wanting to spend time with him... though he was certain it wasn't mutual.
Sesshoumaru swirled his drink in its bottle before chugging it down. He peered over at Inuyasha as he did so. Returning to his chair he cracked his knuckles loudly and picked up the guitar again. He adjusted a couple of wires and strummed it experimentally. He then started a solo he'd been working on. It started out kind of slow then got fast.
Listening to the song Inuyasha had to admit that Sesshoumaru could play the guitar well. His head started moving to the beat of his brothers playing as he took another sip of his beer. He closed his eyes and just listened. The tune was very catchy and quickly got trapped inside his skull.
Suddenly stopping Sesshoumaru looked intently over at his younger half- brother. His cold golden eyes bore right through the human. "What's your problem?" Inuyasha asked a little uneasy.
"Your human friend... from this time. She lives at a shrine outside of town right?" Sesshoumaru Inquired.
Eyeing him uneasily Inuyasha responded "Yeah. What about it...?"
"Just checking my facts..." was all he said back. A small smirk crept on his face as he started to play again.
"You're not going after are you?" Inuyasha asked warily.
Sesshoumaru didn't reply to him, but instead just kept playing. His eyes on his left hand to make sure he was playing the right chords.
"You are aren't you..." the human guessed. "Don't go after her Sesshoumaru... it... it... it would disrupt our timeline of events"
Still playing Sesshoumaru taunted, "That is why she's not dead yet."
Inuyasha glared. "Don't kill her Sesshoumaru."
"Why you would kill me if I did?" Sesshoumaru retorted. A new softer song floated from the guitar.
"... No, just don't kill her..." the human said in a lower voice.
Sesshoumaru didn't respond, his fingers dancing along the strings of the guitar. The soft song grew into a loud solo.
~~**~~ 10 O'clock pm Sesshoumaru had put up his guitar a couple hours ago when Inuyasha suggested playing poker. Betting with chips Sesshoumaru had a large pile compared to Inuyasha's and even the ante pile was bigger even than Inuyasha's. Getting frustrated he pushed the last bit of his chips into the ante in hopes of winning it. Sesshoumaru matched his bet and then called. Inuyasha laid down a full house and smirked at his older brother. Sesshoumaru remained impassive as he laid down four of a kind.
Disgusted Inuyasha stood up and turned away. "You have to be cheating..." he accused.
Sesshoumaru simply raised an eyebrow and firmly said, "You're just not as good or as lucky as I am. Dear little brother." He gave a smirk to the younger's back.
Inuyasha wheeled around. "Cheater! You're a cheater!" he reiterated.
"No. You just don't want to admit defeat in a fair game." Sesshoumaru retorted.
Inuyasha pouted. He knew his elder brother was right. "Fine then. I'm going to bed now..." he growled lowly.
Sesshoumaru just gave him a curt nod and stood up. Walking into his room and closed the door behind him. Taking off his shirt he tossed it into the dirty laundry basket. He removed his pants and threw them too into the dirty laundry. Replacing the lost pants with a pair of sleep pants, he slid into bed.