Disclaimer: How many of you here watch Inu-Yasha? Please say all of you, 'cause other this will be confusing. Now that we've got that cleared up, how many of you remember those funny credit things? You know, the things that "Give Credit" to the people who actually helped with the creation of Inu-Yasha? And it tell you based off the manga by Rumiko Takahashi (Turns out the YGO creator actually has the same last name)? Believe it or not, I'm not in the credits. Because I didn't create Inu-Yasha, and even more shockingly, don't own it. If I did, Sesshomaru would be in it so much more, because clearly he's the best character…

"Sing something to me," Tensaiga demanded.

"Where the hell did that come from?"

"Something romantic. In fact, get down on your knees and tell me how much you love me."

"What the fuck are you talking about? Did you eat something funny when I wasn't looking?" Tetsaiga demanded.

"No," Tensaiga replied, glaring. "Can't you even try to be a little romantic?"

"Hell no. If you wanted romantic you should have gotten together with Sounga, he was always very romantic."

"Yes," Tesaiga said, rolling his eyes. "Here are a couple corpses. Happy anniversary."

"Every man's wildest dream," Tetsaiga said, grinning a little.

"How can you be so bad at this game?" Tetsaiga said, abruptly changing the subject.

"I'm not that bad."

"You wanted two out of three. Then four out of five. Then six out of seven. And you've lost eight times in a row."

"We haven't even played eight games!"

"That's how bad you are!"

"….damn you."

"But a deal, darling, is a deal," Tensaiga said, chuckling in a vaguely evil manner.

"What deal?" Tetsaiga asked, planting an innocent look on his face.

"Oh don't give me that. You want to sing me a song?"

"What kind of question is that?"

"Either you sing, or you continue the story. In fact, why don't you do both?"

"Why don't we play a new game?"

"I'll pick something out while you start."

"But- but!"

"No buts," Tensaiga said firmly.

"But-"

"Tell the damn story!" Tensaiga yelled furiously, his eyes glowing red for a moment.

"You really all Sesshomaru's sword."

"Now!"

"O-ok," Tetsaiga nervously said, complying to his semi-insane lover's demands. He rather liked living.

Chapter 6: And Nothing To Act On

The Western Castle had more servants than I could remember, but since they were, for the most part, petty, insignificant demons it didn't bother me terribly. The servants who knew what was good for their health did the job that was asked of them, cleaning what needed cleaning, cooking if that was their assignment.

But there was one room that no servant was allowed to go in. If I understood correctly, they didn't even look at it anymore, seeming to think there was a curse upon the doors, anyone who looked at them would be struck down by lighting or something like that.

Idiots.

I imagine that Jaken believes that rumor whole-heartedly.

The room I spoke of was the weapons hall, and it was almost sacred. It, of course, would be completely off limits to Inuyasha. The weapons hall was exactly as its name would indicate. I refuse to explain it to any pathetic creatures who cannot comprehend what it is.

It was not painful to look at the weapons my fathered had used in previous battles encased in their wooden containers. I am not entirely familiar with pain in the sense mortals like to through around. Inuyasha had spoke to me once about this "pain" I should have felt.

He seemed overly eager to share his human half with the world. I have wondered on different occasions whether he was ashamed of his demon half. That wench of him was muttering once about his desire to become a full demon, but since she is an unreliable human that story is less than believable.

If he really wanted to be a true demon he would not act as he did.

Something splattered to the floor, sizzling as it melted in a small pool of acid. My father's dagger lay in my hand, claw marks running through it. That damn half breed plagued my mind more than I had realized, no matter how much I admitted that he did.

Surely now was the time to kill him.

No, now was the time to make him mine.

"Sesshomaru!" I heard as I came out of the weapons hall. I saw Inuyasha down the hall, stomping around and shrieking like a small, misbehaving puppy would. "Sesshomaru come here! Sesshomaru you unlock the damn doors! Sesshomaru!"

"Inuyasha," I said calmly. "Stop yelling like a child."

He flinched, noticeably startled by my appearance. His senses were getting dull, spending all his time only tracking Naraku. His abilities had not been honed. He lacked proper training.

That could be fixed.

"I am not yelling like a child!" He screamed, stamping my foot in a childish manner, a pout appearing on his lips. He looked desirable. Yes, he was to be mine.

"I am not a child!" he continued, looking up at my defiantly. Like he wanted something.

I would show him very soon what he wanted.

"No, I suppose not," I said softly, staring into his eyes. What was he thinking? Had he yet realized his place? Was he willing to come to me? Or did he want me to take him?

Perhaps I should kill him after all.

He stood there, looking like a frightened puppy, his mouth slightly opened. Like he was giving me an invitation to have him.

"What were you screeching about, Inuyasha?" I asked, feeling my patience being severely tested. He was so thick-headed. He should know what was expected of him by now. That priestess had broken him well.

I would enjoy putting him back together.

And then taking him apart as I saw fit.

"I wasn't screeching," he tried to growl, it coming out more as a squeak.

I allowed a slight smirk to grace my lips, so small I wasn't sure he saw it. But I allowed him to know he was being foolish.

Of course he had been screeching.

He knew it, but like a puppy he liked to play.

And like a puppy he would loose his own game. The master always won.

"You said you didn't kidnap me," he spat at me. He glared for effect, trying to regain his lost pride.

"I didn't," I almost snapped, my composure flickering. Something happened to me when he said that. I think I may have felt that…pain. I didn't think I liked it.

Perhaps I would have to kill him after all. Emotions like that were weaknesses not fit for someone of my class. Were not something I could deal with.

"Then let me out!" he pleaded.

"No." I couldn't. No matter what I was going to do to him, I couldn't let him leave. I couldn't let him go back to those humans, those humans who had hurt him since he was an infant. I couldn't give them back the control, I couldn't hand them his leash again. I couldn't repeat my mistake.

I couldn't even begin to think about not having him back with him.

"W-why not?" he stuttered. But in his eyes I could see something. Hope, mortals called it.

What were you hoping for, brother? What did you wish?

"Why do you want to leave? Do you not love me, your own brother, Inuyasha?" I asked him. I could give him anything. Death, pleasure, fortune, food. I could give him the world if he would just give himself to me.

But he didn't answer me. He seemed to be staring at something behind me. His eyes widened and he seemed to be in a state of shock.

Nothing was more important than me. He had to learn that. I was always first in his world. His attention had to come back to me.

So I kissed him.

He seemed surprise at first and I saw a flicker of a fight that could have been in his eyes, but I pulled him close to me and he relaxed, kissing me back. His lips were softer than I would have expected, and the meal had had just eaten lingered in his mouth. He submitted to my, allowing my tongue to explore his mouth. A quiet moan came from the back of his throat.

In my thoughts I smiled.

He was mine.

Author Notes: Thank you all so much for the reviews! And yes, yes, yes, Merry Christmas to you all (unless you don't celebrate Christmas, in which case merry/happy whatever holiday you do celebrate, unless you don't celebrate a holiday, in which case simply Happy New Year) and for you present I give you their first kiss. –grins- please tell you at least enjoyed that a little. After a prologue and five previous chapters they have finally kissed. We had known it would happen hypothetically, we had seen the foreshadowing, but now it is finally here. But what do we think about it? After Inuyasha's denial, Sesshomaru internal battles, it has finally arrived. Not to say Inuyasha won't still be in denial and Sesshomaru still isn't suffering from massive internal confusion, but it is a start…what will happen now? –insert dramatic music- and yes, I did survive…the cold didn't kill me…but let's hope I get over this damn cold I managed to catch before Christmas….But let's face it, now that they've kissed everyone has to review. Big long reviews with lots and lots to say. But reviews, because clearly their first kiss has made everyone overwhelmed with a deep urge to do so.

Kiara: Hehe, Inuyasha is prone to adorable-ness. And no, my heater isn't broken- I was at school when I was typing the chapter and the heat was completely off…-shivers- and that probably isn't what got me sick (the people coughing all over me probably accomplished that) but thanks for caring…and since I didn't die you get to read this chapter, so I think we've both won here. And happy holidays to you too!

#52: Thanks for all of your reviews…hope you liked this chapter too…

InuSessyYaoiGirl: Thanks! I think confusion might be a genetic condition he and his brother share –laughs- and no…he's not going to…but Sessy will kiss him, so it all works out in the end anyway…Jamaca? Luuuucky…but hey, at least we get White Christmases up here…that's right everyone, Bing Crosby liked the north during the winter holidays, so haha! Hehe…

I'm dreaming of a White Christmas…with no ice….only snow!