Disclaimer: The previous disclaimer for the last seven posts will not be used this chapter. Why? Because I don't have time to get it right now. Yes, I am in a time-constrained situation. But, hey. Whatcha gonna do. So here's a different disclaimer for this chapter: Jingle bells, copyright laws smell, Inuyasha I don't own, Cuase if I did then the brothers would kiss and Miroku's nasty raccoon friend would die. That's right, I don't own Inuyasha, I'm not Rumiko Takahashi (I deserve pity, really) but I did get the first season of Firefly for Christmas today, so I do own that….
"I think it's time we called a truce," Tetsaiga said.
"What, you don't want to play Twister?" Tensaiga asked, looking down at the box in his hand.
"Believe me, if I wanted to be that close to you, there are other things we could do," Tetsaiga said, looking at the box in disgust. "Things at which I don't lose."
"You're such a baby."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Am not!"
"Are too," Tensaiga said, kicking Tetsaiga. "Now don't argue with me and tell the story, I took pity on you last time."
"It was our turn last time, you just forgot until the last second," Tetsaiga excused.
"I did not!" Tensaiga exclaimed. "I don't forget."
"What's Sesshomaru's birthday?"
"Ah…"
"My point exactly."
"That's hardly a fair question! I bet you don't know Inuyasha's!"
"I bet I do!"
"Prove it, or we play Twister."
"….I'm spinning the wheel first."
"So there," Tensaiga said triumphantly. "Now you can spin first, but you are continuing the story. And don't you even say the word but or I will kick yours."
"Oh fuck off," Tetsaiga groaned. He hated this.
Interlude: (a.k.a.: when Shipp interrupts)
I tried to listen. I really did. I wanted nothing more than to help them out in their time of need. But when they start talking like Sesshomaru just did- no, I don't think so, I am NOT! Going to listen to that. No way, no how. I refuse to right down their sex life for them.
But I give them credit. Old geezers though they are now, they still are imposing. I mean giving me scary-ass glares. But I won't let them intimidate me, no, I must hold my ground. I will right down their little story, but I won't right their porn for them!
Inuyasha keeps claiming that they won't give me anything more than a kiss to write, but I don't trust him. After all, he's been known to lie about things concerning Sesshomaru before.
No matter how much I owe him, I am going to stop here and now. They can find some servant to write this down.
"Please, Shippo," Inuyasha said, looking at my.
I am jello after all.
"Continue," I say with a sigh. I'm an adult now, I think it's about time my backbone grew in now.
Chapter 7: And Lose What Hope is LeftThings got very, very quiet. And Sesshomaru was no, not, NOT kissing me. He just couldn't be. He hated me. I hated him. He couldn't be kissing me, because even if he tried to kiss my I would have stopped him from doing so.
I wouldn't be kissing him back.
I couldn't be.
Then why were my lips pressed up against his? Why!
"No," I said as best I could. It might have come out more like "Nmph," but hey, I tried my best.
Sesshomaru pulled away. And I did not feel disappointment. I didn't want him to come back and kiss me again.
I didn't feel bad for saying no.
"I something the matter, Inuyasha?" he asked, looking me straight in the eyes. I still couldn't understand him. Why had he kissed me? What was he thinking now? He didn't look upset, he didn't look like anything. I don't think he had noticed Rin dumping purple paint on Jaken and then rolling him around the floor. He didn't hear Jaken screaming as he smacked up against the wall over and over.
"Is something the matter?" I repeated, not quite believing what I had heard. "You kissed me!"
"And I asked if something was wrong, since you suddenly pulled away." He still thought of me as a stupid half-breed. You could tell. What a condescending bastard he was and he didn't even have to use words to convey his message.
Damn him, how could he kiss me and act like it was nothing!
"The kiss, the kiss is the problem! You can't kiss someone you have a death wish against!" I screamed. He couldn't kiss me and then turn around and try to kill me! It wasn't right, even by demon standards. You hated who you hated and you loved who you loved, and fine line be damned you couldn't get away with both.
"You seemed to enjoy it," and he was enjoying this. Smug bastard! "I don't see what the problem is."
"And there, Sesshomaru, lies the problem," I said coldly and ran off. Not because I was feeling overly emotion and hoping that maybe he actually had care for me and then come to the conclusion he didn't. Not because I couldn't be around him anymore without kissing him again.
Of course not.
I just ran off because I felt like it.
Author Notes: Merry Christmas to everyone! I hope you all got something good, unlike Inuyasha who's just having a rough time of it. I hope no one was terribly offended by the Shippo interlude, but I know at least one person was wondering, and in case anyone else was, this fic's rating will not be going up, because I will not be writing a lemon. Sorry to everyone who wanted one! If all goes well, I might write a little side story with a lemon between the two, falling in the story, but for this actual one, there will be nothing too graphic. But this is my present to you all, a very, very short Inuyasha first-kiss after math. Nothing spectacular, but I'm in Texas right now, not at home (visiting relatives for Christmas – fun, fun-) so I don't have time for anything longer. And unfortuantly I am not able, right now, to answer the reviews for last chapter. But I PROMISE when I get back home either Tuesday or Wednesday I will answer the reviews for last chapter and for this chapter. Because since its Christmas you're all in a giving mood and really, really want to give me reviews.
Chipmunks roasting on an open fire…hot sauce dripping from their toes….
