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A/N: Much thanks to wolfygirl13, without whom this chapter would not exist. She thought of the question and some interesting ideas to go along with it, and I am very grateful. You rock, thank you!

Also, thank you to everyone who has reviewed and been so supportive.

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Ok, just to clear something up, this is not an Inu/Sessh pairing, this is a strictly brothers bonding type fic. If Sesshoumaru seems to have boundary issues, that's got nothing to do with romance or sensuality, it's a lack of courtesy.

Reminder:

"Speaking"Inu Yasha ThinkingSesshoumaru Thinking

Ch. 17- Hair Pulling

Feh! I hate it when he gets all weird and quiet like that!

The cracked sembei had long since slipped from Sesshoumaru's fingers as he sat staring at nothing, drowning in memories.

I've got to do something, we're burning daylight! Think, topic, topic… ah….

"The old man!" Inu Yasha shouted.

Inu Yasha. One would never guess from Sesshoumaru's appearance that he had been startled. Odd pup.

"Are you so thoroughly incapable of sitting still?"

"Shut up! Tell me about the old man."

"That is not a question."

"I'm getting sick of that Sesshoumaru! Just answer the question!"

I'm sure you are.

"You haven't asked one yet."

"Uh…" Think, question, question… Um… The wind blew Sesshoumaru's impossibly sleek silver hair in Inu Yasha's face.

"What's with this hair?"

"You'll have to be a bit more specific."

"Why is it always in the way?"

"Because it's long and loose."

"Yes, but why?"

"Because it grows."

"No, why is it loose?"

"Because I do not bind it."

Inu Yasha growled. "Why not?"

"Because father bound his."

What kind of an answer is that!

"That isn't enough of an answer."

No, I suppose not.

Sesshoumaru got up and started to walk away. "Come along, pup, there is something for you to see." Sesshoumaru led Inu Yasha to a drawer, which he opened and started to dig through. He grabbed one, carefully balanced it between two fingers and untied it, then letting it fall open while holding one end. It had writing on it, but whatever was written didn't seem to interest him. He then handed it to Inu Yasha.

"Close that."

"Why should I?"

"Because it will take me too long and you will run out of time to ask questions."

Inu Yasha growled again, but did what he was told. He also closed the next, and the next, and the next, as Sesshoumaru checked and discarded dozens of scrolls. Finally, he came to a sketch. "This is it." He held it up to Inu Yasha, who looked at it curiously while balancing several scrolls. "What do you see?"

Inu Yasha saw the back of a tall, powerful demon, with long hair pulled up into a topknot. He had spiked armor, gold eyes and massive amounts of fur billowing behind him.

"So that's what you look like with your hair up?"

"No, that is father."

"So do you ever wear your hair up?"

"Yes."

"When did you wear it up?"

"I put it up while it is wet, and I used to wear it up often when I was very little, because my sensei required me to."

"Why?"

Why do you care?

"Because it got in my way, and he felt the fur was more than enough trouble."

"Do you have any portraits or drawings of you with your hair up?"

"No."

"Oh." Too bad, I wanna know what he would look like with it up and dry. Why did he seem so irritated all of the sudden? Does he not like having his hair up? Ha! Well then, Sesshoumaru, it's payback time, lets see how you like someone messing with your hair!

Inu Yasha was about to pounce on Sesshoumaru, but found himself pinned to the ground before he could life a foot.

"You would be foolish to even try it, pup." Sesshoumaru whispered threateningly.

"Oh yeah? And whose going to stop me?" Inu Yasha raised his left hand, which Sesshoumaru pinned with his right. Inu Yasha smirked, and raised his right hand, but Sesshoumaru was out of arms, he tried leaning away, but that just gave Inu Yasha more room to move, so instead he launched himself at Inu Yasha's shoulder, biting the fabric and pushing him down with his head, but just brought his hair within arms reach. Inu Yasha started grabbing all the hair he could reach, and Sesshoumaru let go of his left arm and started struggling to free his hair of Inu Yasha's hand. This left Inu's right arm free to join the fight, and Inu Yasha soon had all his hair gathered in his hand into a high ponytail. "Sesshoumaru? You don't really look that much like him with your hair up." Sesshoumaru stopped struggling, and looked at Inu Yasha curiously.

Ok, now what?

Sesshoumaru grabbed Inu Yasha's ear and tugged, bringing him up into a sitting position with Sesshoumaru still in his lap.

"Huh?" Sesshoumaru stared at him silently for a moment.

I wonder, he does have fathers bone structure, and those eyebrows…

What is he up to now!

Sesshoumaru then started gathering all of Inu Yasha's hair.

"Hey, stop that!" Sesshoumaru didn't stop. He dragged Inu Yasha's hair together (an awkward task with one hand, pulled it up and, using the same twisting technique he had used on his own hair while grooming, he put Inu Yasha's hair into a topknot.

He even looks like him.

"What'd you do that for!"

"You look like him."

"Who?"

"Father."

…End Chapter…

I can't help noticing, that I usually end with Inu Yasha's thoughts, but when I do end on Sesshoumaru it's nearly always about one of his parents.