All right chapter three is up! it's been a while, but i have a good excuse. Exams=( and writers block but i think ive got it now. btw im looking for a beta if anyone is interested=).

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The next morning started with the sound of a trumpet, at least twenty decibels louder then it had to be.

"I knew we should have sold our kidneys." Miroku complained, rolling off the bed onto the concrete floor. "Ow."

"I think I'm deft" Inuyasha sat straight up, eyes wide and ears perked.

"Stupid mutt shouldn't even be here." A voice sneered.

"How can they expect us to sleep in the same room as that?" another one added. Inuyasha relaxed and jumped down, on top of Miroku.

"Never mind, I can still hear the wind between dumb and dumber's ears over there so I must be good." Laughter erupted while a few more jabs were thrown from other men. The fun was interrupted when the door slammed open.

"If you have time to laugh I assume you're ready for inspection."

Other then the few sharper individuals, most of the men stood and stared dumb struck in their boxers.

"I said, prepare for inspection!" Sesshomaru rose his voice slightly and the rest of them fell in line in front of their disheveled bunks. Before he could start Inuyasha yawned, loudly. Sesshomaru's eyes snapped towards him and he strode past five other relieved soldiers to meet him.

"If I didn't know any better I'd think you were desperate for my attention, little brother." Sesshomaru sneered placing himself intimidatingly close.

"If I didn't know any better I'd think you liked being close to me, big brother." Inuyasha smirked back. Sesshomaru looked down at him disgusted and knocked him to the floor.

"What'd you do that for?!" Inuyasha growled. Next to him Miroku smacked his forehead and muttered something about stupid dogs.

"Inuyasha, if you're so energetic I assume the rest of your squad is as well. Might as well put it to good use, everyone can thank Inuyasha; we're getting an early start today. Everyone outside." Sesshomaru smirked as Inuyasha flinched under the glares sent his way as the men filtered out in their boxers and T-shirts.

"Run." Sesshomaru instructed simply. While they ran Inuyasha caught the receiving end of a few cheap shots, most of them from Miroku. Sesshomaru would have laughed if he wasn't in public. He was all too conscience of people around him, he was currently ease-dropping on a conversation between two Sergeants.

"Damn, what a hard ass," one muttered.

"What else do you expect from a demon, can't say it doesn't work though. I hear he's in the running for another promotion."

"Wow, he's so young."

"Looks it doesn't he? Can't really tell with their kind. If you ask me it's just dangerous, the higher ups aren't gonna like it. They like their stripes a little too much to have him come in and take them."

Sesshomaru smirked, "They're afraid of me." He thought happily.

"S-Staff Sergeant Sesshomaru?" a little green imp stammered.

"What is it Jaken?" he sighed, his good mood gone.

"First Sergeant Hitori has asked for you in his office." He reported in his squeaky voice. Sesshomaru growled. He didn't enjoy his visits with the first Sergeant. The man put up a cheerful front, but Sesshomaru could see the devious, conniving, rat underneath.

"Watch them, I'll be back" He ordered, leaving the shaking imp behind.

"Staff Sergeant Sesshomaru reporting." He saluted begrudgingly.

"At ease, please take a seat." The older man offered. A smile spread across his portly face beneath his crooked nose and thick mustache.

"I'd prefer to stand." Sesshomaru replied. Hitori's smile wavered momentarily.

"Of course, I'm sure you're anxious to get back to work so I'll make this quick, I have an assignment for you." He handed him a folder and sat back to watch his reaction. He seemed disappointed when he didn't get one.

"A training mission in Dejya*, understood." He said simply. Hitori coughed trying to hide his displeasure.

"Well then, you'll be leaving latter today, you'll be meeting the Corporal when you arrive. Dismissed." Sesshomaru grit his teeth suppressing a growl before giving a curt salute and shutting the door behind him.

"Sending a mutt, a monk, and a woman to a hostile country for a training mission, lowly vermin."

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* Dejya is a fictional country i made up by closing my eyes and hitting the keyboard^_-