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… Oh, and I don't own Twister, Trivial Pursuit, or Star Wars…or Operation.
"You must use the force!" Tensaiga shrieked frantically.
"And
you must get counseling," Tetsaiga muttered.
"Darth
Maul is coming! Darth Vader is coming!" he paused. "I heard you."
"…"
"Dum
dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum," Tensaiga hummed the Imperial
March.
"What?
Why? How did you end up with all the money!" Tetsaiga demanded.
Tensaiga looked down.
"Hey,
I won!"
"…"
"I
believe I can fly," Tensaiga sang, jumping up on top of the
Monopoly board and attempting to dance. Key word: attempting.
"Well
at least I'll never have to play-"
"Lose,"
Tensaiga interjected.
"Play,"
Tetsaiga continued, glaring. "That game again."
"What?
Of course you will, I love this game!" Tensaiga looked down. "My
precious game! Who has done this to you? All your pieces torn and
money ripped? What sick person would do this?"
"You
maybe?" Tetsaiga suggested quietly.
"You!
Of course! How could you?" Tensaiga screamed at
his lover. "Were you jealous of it? Did you know I loved it more
than you so you had to kill it?"
"Yes,"
Tetsaiga said dryly. "That's what happened."
"I
knew it!" Tensaiga yelled, jumping off the board. "Now you will
pay the ultimate price!"
"But
I'm too young to die!" Tetsaiga wailed. Why couldn't he
remember Tensaiag was mentally unstable? Why!
"I
said the ultimate penalty!" Tetsaiga gasped.
"No
more sex!"
"Worse."
Tetsaiga trembled.
"What's
worse?"
"On
top of continuing the story, you are going to…dum dum dum…"
"What?
What are you going to do to me?" Tetsaiga demanded fearfully.
"I
am going to stick you in a room with Rin and Jaken's great, great,
great, great, great granddaughter."
"You
wouldn't," Tetsaiga gasped.
"I
would. And she will be fully armed with paint and pointy objects."
"Can't
I just apologize?"
"It's
too late for that!" Tensaiga yelled wildly.
"Why?
Please! There must be something I can do! Anything but that,"
Tetsaiga begged pitifully.
"Well…how
about another game?"
"Anything
you want!"
"Trouble."
"Is
that symbolic?" Tetsaiga joked.
"Is
that death wish?"
"Right.
No more jokes."
"Good
idea."
Chapter 11: The Beginning of Something
Being of a very masculine disposition (being a man, after all) I obviously would never do such a feminine thing as faint. So obviously I did not come to only to find a seemingly gigantic face right about me.
"Hel-lo-o?" the face said. "Awake yet? I'm bored and I can't go anywhere 'til ya wake up. He'd never forgive me if I just left you lying here. Mind you, it was tempting because I'm still sitting her utterly naked and working against a short attention span."
Now while I would never let out a high pitched shriek and scramble frantically away only to find myself pressed against and the wall just find myself trapped- and certainly would never be overcome with an overwhelming sense of panic at remembering having just witnessed my sword become, well, slightly less sword-like, it is entirely possible I might experience a very small, miniscule, almost non-existent moment of confusion.
"Are you done screaming?" Tetsaiga snapped, standing up and glaring at me. I blinked, determinedly keeping my eyes up, focused on his face because there was certainly nothing at my actual eye level that interested me. Not that anything there caused my discomfort, because I was far too mature for that, but still, nothing interesting.
"Have you suddenly gone deaf? It's polite to answer you know. And why are you still on the floor? Get up! Have some pride, man!"
He had to die.
It didn't matter if I was slightly confused at what he was doing here, existing in a way that he wasn't supposed to. Didn't matter if he was my ex-sword –not that I had been attached to my sword, I didn't care about the old man's fang- and it didn't matter if he appeared to be defenseless. Morals or not, he was going to be very, very dead.
'Have some pride?'
Oh yes, he was going to regret that.
"Shut the hell up!" I snarled, standing. Not because he told me too. I stood 'cause I wanted to.
I didn't take orders from anybody.
"Fine," Tetsaiga agreed, shrugging a little.
I did not fall down out of shock.
I am a very controlled person. My emotions never get the best of me.
"You really like this floor, don't you?" he smirked at me, that smug bastard. He was just like…
…like Sesshomaru!
Sesshomaru.
That bastard! This was his fault! I don't know what he was trying to pull, but if he thought using some kind of freaky demon lord power to mess with my sword was going to make me forget that abomination, that horrible intrusion of my personal space, that damn kiss, he was going to find out how wrong he was.
"Come on," I growled. "We're going to find my damn brother."
"Finally, we get something done," he said under his breath. But not quietly enough that I couldn't hear him. I glared. He smirked in reply.
I'd kill him later.
There were more arrogant, self-centered, tyrannical, over-bearing, prejudiced, mean-spirited fish to fry.
I had a brilliant strategy with full color diagrams, pointy arrows and useless charts with which to find my brother, and as I stalked angrily down the hallway I was not so overcome with the desire to chop Sesshomaru into itty bitty pieces that I forgot my plan .It was skill, not luck that allowed me to run into him a few hallways over.
Er, not run into him. What I meant to say was expertly tracked him to that location.
Then I saw it. And I couldn't help myself.
"Hey, your sword went all demon on you too!"
I couldn't believe I said something so stupid. Just because his sword had become a demon as well was no reason for me to say something so obvious out loud.
Wait- his sword had become a demon too.
Damn. There went my only suspect.
"Inu-" Sesshomaru began to say.
"Tensaiga!" Tetsaiga exclaimed. "You look good. I am impressed, of course, I look better, but hey, few can be as handsome as me."
"Don't start," Tensaiga said, rolling his eyes. I believe they continued on, trading pathetic insults and retorts like that for quite some time, but after the first two my ears revolted and turned off. It seemed to be the safest course of action.
Sesshomaru stood there, not really watching them, but not longer looking at my either.
I probably could have killed him then. He looked…lost.
I don't get scared, as a rule. But I think just that once, looking at him, something scared the hell out of me.
"Sesshomaru," I heard myself say. Again the talking when I didn't mean to. Clearly I had even more problems then I had realized. The therapy was probably going to cost me my life savings, Sesshomaru's life savings, and possibly everyone else I knew as well. "Are you all right?"
"I'm fine, Inuyasha," he said quietly. Not coolly, not smugly, just quietly.
The two ex-swords were staring.
"What the hell happened to you two? Why did you turn into demons, anyway?" I raged at them. It was their fault, somehow, that Sesshomaru had looked like that. They had better have a damn good explanation, because throwing my world off balance like that had better not have just been a joke.
Or not only would they die, they would be subjected to the worst torture I could imagine first.
Oh yes, I would lock them in a room with Shippo, Jaken and Rin all that once.
They would regret ruining my concept of the world.
"Isn't it obvious?" Tensaiga said, looking at my like I was an idiot.
And why was it both of them had such a low opinion of me? I can understand Sesshomaru's lousy attitude rubbing off on his sword, but Tetsaiga was even worse?
I knew father always liked Sesshomaru better.
"Because you two needed our help," he finished. "You needed our help very badly."
"And so now we're going to give it to you," Tetsaiga said gleefully, a wicked glint in his eyes.
Forget what I said earlier. I was terrified.
Author Notes: Thank you for all the reviews! –bangs head against the computer after re-reading the last chapter she posted- How did I manage to stick words together? I hate e-mail sometimes…I think that report cards, on a whole, are a horrible, degrading experience for people. We should all go to nice those nice schools who don't believe in grades. If the Tensaiga/Tetsaiga bit at the beginning was a little too random today, even for me, I'm blaming grades. In much a similar fashion to which Sesshomaru and Inuyasha tried to blame each other for what happened with the swords. And both of them were kind of right! Look- they are semi-intelligent! –applauds quietly- And next chapter I suppose the swords will be explained even more. A daunting task…let's cross our fingers that any explanation I provide does not leave you all will the swirls for eyes that anime character get when they're confused. Hehe…but since you're all clearly on the same wavelength as me and in a random mood you clearly appreciated this chapter and wanted to review. Really, you do.
InuSessyYaoiGirl: Well Sesshomaru is experiencing some…technical…difficulties….hehe…but I imagine when they finally do sort out their feelings…eventually….he'll be even better than he was before. And I'd love to check out your account, but what is it on? Would you e-mail me link?
We are innocent….until we're alone with our computers….
