It's quiet. No one is home.

His door was bolted shut and had some type of barrier on it. Apparently that was his dad's way of "fixing" the problem. Of course, as the son, he couldn't see it that way and only thought of it as a way to tick him off even more.

"I can't get to my phone." He grumbled to himself whilst starring at the unnecessary protection. He began to bang his head on the wall, realizing that he left his sword inside.

One bang to hard. There's a dent in his father's wall. Fear began to overwhelm him.

Panic. Panic. Panic!

He jumped down the flight of stairs, ran through the greeting room, then pushed open the kitchen doors, startling the servants. Opened up very cabinet in a blink of an eye searching for some type of adhesive.
"NO!" he yelled as he ran out the kitchen door. The servants looked to one another in dismay

"That young man's begun to lose his mind." Said one slowly closing the cabinet doors.

"I always thought he was a bit too close to that girl." Said the other as she picked up all the dishes that had been knocked down.

He jumped off from the back porch and headed towards the "secret" den. A place filled with what they called "tools."

He entered his password, some D.N.A. and a verbal/signal pass, then entered the den.

"Where?"

he exclaimed as he looked for some type of glue. He then found a jar of clay.

"Yes!" he yelled as he ran out towards the back kitchen again. Flew past the servants scaring them yet again. Hopped up the stairs and applied the adhesive.

"Okay." He stated as he approved his work. You could barely see the edges.

"Inuyasha!" a boisterous growl came from what sounded like the foyer.

His heart dropped.

Panic.

As Inutaisho walked in he noticed the tables and chairs in the greeting room fallen over, books thrown everywhere, lamps fallen; some even broken. He clenched his fist controlling his anger. He heard the clutter of complaining in the kitchen. And, against his will, entered. His servants were busy sweeping up broken glass, one was even holding a cabinet door doing her best to figure out how to put it back on.

He clinched his fist again and walked past them. The servants immediately lined up and bowed as he passed. Fear, tended to follow him. Affecting all those within close proximity.

His garden, clearly treaded over carelessly. The "secret" den was visible and open.

Deep breaths.

He closed the den then slowly made his way back to the house. He was to address the issue. As he walked back through the kitchen pass the greeting room, he turned to see the base of his grand stairs torn apart.

Twitch.

His eyes raised up the stairs and behold two were broken.

"Inuyasha!" his growl, which came out from the depths of his being, shook the house. The house he had built for his late wife was being destroyed by this…this child!

Inuyasha did his best to mend the hole.

"I fixed it!"

He begged as he saw his father slowly come up the stairs. His aura terrifying at the least. Inuyasha pointed at it as he tried to calm his father down.

"Look, you can barely see it!"

His father realized what had happened immediately. He stared at the clearly visible clay, well clear to his kind, then back at his son. Then back at the clay. Then down at his son whose ears were pulled back cowering down before him. Slowly but surely his rage demised. He grabbed his son by the face and point him to the rest of the house.

Inuyasha felt like a complete moron. Stupidity was frequent friend of his.

"Don't leave this house,"

Deep breaths suppress the anger.

"until you've fixed it." His father commanded.

"The servants will not help you." He stated letting go of his son's face. He turned to walk back down the stairs. He made eye contact with one servant, who just about keeled over,

"If you cherish your life; do not aid him in any way."

The servant bowed one too many times. He graciously left the peculiar scene to his office to let off some steam. Maybe by firing an employee or two.

"I'm an idiot." He pouted as he grabbed his forehead.

"Yes, yes you are." A familiar voice said as it rose from the stairs. He stopped and looked at the clay in the wall. Did his best to not laugh.

"Maybe that's why she left you." Sesshomaru brushed past his little brother. Pleased with his low blow.

He turned huffing, "You don't know anything!" he cursed. He wanted to punch a wall. However the fear of death came over him just for the mere thought. Could his father read minds? He shivered.

"Only a fool would ignore the world just to focus on the small things." Sesshomaru almost chuckled; however, he caught himself. He straightened up and stared down at this pathetic being that shouldn't have ever existed in the first place.

"What does that have to do with Kagome?" he scowled. Sesshomaru didn't have time. He decided he'd let him think about it. He had to call Jaken and discuss business plans over the phone.

"I'm talking to you!" he called out.

"Argh!" he shouted as he threw his fist towards the fall, which was caught in an iron grip. His eyes grew wide.

"Do you wish to fix my house with nubs, or hands?" The baritone voice whispered in his son's ears.

His ears folded back and he began to shake, "Hands."

"Mn."

Release.

He rubbed his hand and fought back the sweat from his eyes.

"Why don't you ever correct him?" he mumbled. His father stared down at him.

"Grow up, and listen to your brother." He stated as he walked off. Maybe he was a bit too harsh? Justice smashed doubt's face into a concrete wall. No, he did the right thing, as usual.

Inuyasha slumped down and began to finish perfecting the wall.

"Maybe Sesshomaru can fasten it with his hot breath." Grumblings to himself turned into quiet chuckles.

"You're not funny." The baritone voice stated as he walked out of his room onto the second floor indoor balcony.

"You wanna fight?" he challenged, glaring at his brother's back. Sesshomaru showed no hint of care,

"You're only proving my previous point. You're petty and oblivious to the world around you." Walking past he barely gave his brother the thought of existence as he headed for the main door. He had set up a meeting with Jaken pertaining to personal more important things.

Inuyasha scoffed at him and began searching for tools for the house.

He was deep in thought whilst cleaning.

What did his brother mean? Usually he'd ignore his insults and be angry right back, but this time his words cut deep into Inyasha's mind.

Concentration came and worked with him through the problems.

What does Kagome leaving have to do with him making a dent on the wall?

No, he didn't say dent. He said something about seeing the small things and not the—

Did he forget something? He called upon remembrance, who came slowly showing pieces of itself at a time.

It was raining. The restaurant was closed. She stood outside patiently and alone. Her face doing its best to stay happy; however, her tears managed to mix with the rain. He remembers addressing it, she waves her hand saying she understands, things get busy and people need help. He pulls up the floor board to the broken step and smacks his forehead. How could he let that moment go so easily as if she hadn't been waiting for hours.

It was hot. Ice cream had melted and he sandwhiches turned soggy. She smiled as he approached as if she just laid out the blanket a minute ago. He begins to explain. She waves her hand and wears a heavy smile. Again shr says there's no need, she understands his heart and is happy he's willing to go out of his way for people. He blushes for a moment and sits down to eat and speak about other surface things. Inuyasha sighed as he looked in the den for more wood. When he couldn't find any he went to ask permission to go get some.

"They were handcrafted by the trees here on this lot." His father retorted. Inuyasha stared at him. His father sat there nonchalantly typing away as if he said go to the store and you'll find the exact replica at a reasonable price. He made eye contact with his son.

Paused.

Opened the bottom right drawer of the foyer and pulled out a folder then handed it over. Inuyasha grabbed it. Face still blank.

"Blueprints." His father explained, then went back to sending out an email to a few of his employees.

Speechless, he leaves the room feeling down trotted.

Another memory comes to him, she's enraged. Her face is red and voice raised.

"That's not the point! I don't care about that! I just want you to understand!" hands thrown in the air.

He retorts a bit sarcastically, "No, you said 'I never see you.' I see you all the time! How could that not be the point?"

She does her best not to cry, "Stop taking everything so—ugh!" efforts were stopped. She gets up and leaves the room. Inuyasha sighed as he pulled out the blueprints. Was he really that petty? He thought some more and realized how he almost always made her upset.

Could he really not make her happy?

Was it really that hard?

Or was it just not meant to be?

He sighed once again.

"Your soul will leave you if you keep that up."

A voice said from behind him. Afraid from the sudden presence he jumped and turned to see his older brother. Sesshomaru dropped a couple of bags in front of his little brother.

"You'll need these."

He smirked.

Inuyasha dropped his defense and picked up the much needed tools and headed for the garden.

Stopping he turned to his brother, "Am I really petty? Honestly?"

Sesshomaru paused. "Only when it counts."

Shoulders drooped and eyes cast, "I guess I'd break up with me too."

Consciousness of self lost, Sesshomaru touched his shoulder, "If she comes back to you, do better; if she doesn't, do better."

"Are you two…bonding?" their father stated as he met them in the hallway. Sesshomaru took his hand away disgusted by himself and his actions. Inuyasha stared up at him confused and slightly disgusted that he had been touched by his poisonous claws.

"No."

Sesshomaru walked away leaving the two behind. Inutaisho, slightly touched.

"The last time he touched you, you were a new born." He said, pride in his voice. Inuyasha wasn't sure how to react to that.

"Apparently he was trying to kill you with his poison; fortunately, you were a tough baby." He slapped his son's back proud of them both then walked back in his office, forgetting his reason for leaving it.

Terrified and wide eyed, Inuyasha pulled off his shirt checking for any signs of penetration.

"That bastard." He scowled. Not finding anything he calmed down and looked at all the items around him. All the things he needed could be found right there in front of him. Something strange was happening to his brother. He wasn't sure whether to like it or not.

One thing he did know, Kagome most likely wasn't going to come back.

He rubbed his face then bent down to pick up his things. He decided it would be okay if that meant where he failed someone else would succeed.

A/N: I'm actually suppose to be writing a paper that's due in like two hours, I barely have half of it done. Yet, I couldn't bare not to post today. This one felt a little rushed. Hm. I have to post today or else I'll spend all night editing it. Anything to distract me from that awfully dreadful research paper. Ta Ta for now