A/N: Thank you for reading and reviewing, people! This is a slightly different type of story from what I usually write. It focuses more on family and may be a little dark.

Warnings: This story may contain anal, oral, violence. If you don't like, don't read.

Review responses:

Tsuki – Yes, Naraku is going to try to do the impossible to get Sesshoumaru. I always thought Naraku and Sesshoumaru would make a good couple, with Sess top of course. But their relationship would of course be very different from any relationship Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha could have.

RichOnyx, kasaii chi, JSinuYasha, Yami Bakura 1998 – Thank you!

Clio1111 – Don't like Naraku much, I guess. ^.^

DrunkDitz, Laurenwolf - Do you think Naraku was treated unfairly?

LADIPISCES – Thank you! And yes, I'll update the other stories as soon as I can.

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Anonymous reviewer advice: Yes, I think it's a good idea to be writing new stories. I don't care about my record; only about my muse (who is far from cute) and my readers. I'm glad you liked my stories though. Perhaps you should be writing some of your own instead of advising other authors.

Gravitationalpull – That's a very interesting point you've mentioned. Dark haired children getting less love and affection than Sess and Inu. Thank you, I will be sure to explore it. You're right, Inu no Taisho doesn't know his children well, though he doesn't necessarily mean any of them any harm. You're very insightful. Thanks for reviewing!

Aristania – I'm glad you think so ^.^

Everyone, I hope you enjoy the chapter.

Chapter 1

"…This is the greatest crime that parents have always committed against children." -Osho

"You have failed me again."

"Father, I didn't meant to! It wasn't my fault I-"

"Cigarettes and alcohol. In my house. Have we not talked about this before?"

"Yes father, but Sesshoumaru onii-san smokes and-"

"Don't blame your brother for your despicable behaviour."

"I'm not blaming him! If he can then why can't I-"

"Grounded. For 2 weeks."

Tears, dripping quietly on the floor.

"Yes, father."

"Inuyasha!"

"It wasn't me!"

"Do not lie to me! Your scent it is all over the room."

"…alright it was me."

"If I catch you up to mischief one more time - "

"You won't."

"Good."

…you won't catch me.

"Kouga…"

"I know, I know. I'll fix it."

"Are you sure that you can?"

Sweat, dripping unobtrusively on the floor.

"…yes, yes 'course I can. And I will. I'm sorry, father."

"Hmm."

"It is fine, Sesshoumaru. You will do better next time."

"Yes, father."

Alcohol, dripping quietly to the floor.

Kouga disinterestedly watched the drink he'd knocked over trickle onto the floor. A glance at the bartender told him it wouldn't be a problem. Even in the near darkness, Inu no Taisho's son was recognizable anywhere and credit cards talked louder than words.

As he waited for his friends to show up, Kouga lit a cigarette and allowed his mind to unfocus from the craziness of the day…days.

Alcohol and cigarettes.

The club held barely any other scent apart from those two and Kouga found his heart rate slow at the familiar smells.

Drinks passed far too quickly through his system; that was the only downside to being blue-blooded.

Well, partially blue-blooded.

But that only meant he would have to keep drinking till all he could feel was the alcohol burning its way through his system, till he could no longer hear that voice in his head that said you're a loser.

He could no longer tell if it was his father's voice, or his own.

The music of the club thrummed through his body till he could feel his heart beat through his chest. The tight knot of tension in his chest slowly dissipated as alcohol and noise drowned out his troubles.

He grinned his familiar grin as his friends appeared at the entrance, spotted him and waved. Across the bar, a beautiful girl gave him a once over, probably noting the expensive designer clothes and smiled coyly.

Here, in this dark club in the middle of nowhere, who was going to judge him?

Blood, dripping innocently on the floor.

Inuyasha allowed himself to be propelled backwards onto the bed as Sesshoumaru's fangs sliced his lip, blood pooling into his mouth and onto the immaculate white carpet in his brother's room.

"You smoked," Inuyasha whispered, tasting the remnants of a cigarette in his brother's mouth.

"Yes," was all Sesshoumaru said as he enjoyed the taste of blood and Inuyasha.

It had been days since the elder had gestured for Inuyasha to follow him, with that dark, furious look in his eyes. Inuyasha had been hard and straining from the moment he entered Sesshoumaru's room and found himself the object of a predatory gaze.

Lubricant was smeared carelessly on his ass and Inuyasha winced as long fingers stretched him none too gently, deadly claws scraping against the inside of his sensitive orifice.

"Damn, he must have really pissed you off today," Inuyasha muttered into the kiss, loving the way his brother's eyes flashed red at the reminder and the hands inside his ass stretched even more harshly. Sesshoumaru had the most bony fingers of anyone he knew, Inuyasha thought absently. None of the other boys' fingers felt so unyielding and hard inside his ass.

"Do not mention him," Sesshoumaru whispered, biting Inuyasha's lips along with the words. "Don't remind me of him or this will be that much worse for you, Inu-yasha."

The hanyou shuddered, both at his brother's rough tone and his name, spoken like a filthy expletive.

"The worse it is, the better it is," Inuyasha whispered back, gently encircling his brother's elongated fangs with his tongue. The razor sharp fangs cut the intruding soft appendage, making Inuyasha moan into his mouth.

It was so easy to pretend that it meant nothing, Sesshoumaru reflected. He felt nothing, surrounded by other people, meaningless people who meant nothing. His face was schooled to be expressionless for so long, so perfectly, that he could almost make himself believe it too. Words meant nothing. Father meant nothing. Failure meant nothing.

Just as long as nobody saw, he could make himself believe everything was alright, everything was as it was supposed to be.

And then there was Inuyasha, Inuyasha who didn't know when to keep his mouth shut, Inuyasha who didn't know what was good for him, Inuyasha who didn't want what was good for him. He could pretend for everyone else but while fucking Inuyasha, he couldn't pretend that everything was alright.

Inuyasha brought out the cracks in his perfect life the way nobody else could. Inuyasha made him see what he didn't want, what he wanted to pretend didn't exist. And after doing that, the little bastard couldn't hope to escape unharmed, couldn't hope that the cock tearing him from the inside out would show mercy. Inuyasha knew exactly what he was getting into and the masochistic little shit wanted every bit of it.

Inuyasha wanted him imperfect, Inuyasha wanted him to lose control and the hanyou was the only one who could make him, the only one to ever see him like this and live to tell. Inuyasha was the one whose ass he craved every time he lost it, every time perfection fell apart and all that remained was the ugly cracks.

He was on his stomach, with his ass hiked in the air before Inuyasha even knew what was happening. Clawed fingers were replaced by something much bigger, thicker even as a hand tangled in his long white mane and pushed his face down into the white bedspread.

"What did he do, brother?" Inuyasha asked, trying to steady his gasping voice. "What did father do to you to make you mad this time?"

What did he do? It was inconsequential. An inconsequential meeting, an inconsequential screw up, an inconsequential reprimand. There was no one who cared about the failure except for him. There was no one to get angry at except himself.

"That," Sesshoumaru snarled, thrusting into the well prepared, well used ass, "Is none of your business."

Inuyasha cried out, neck straining to arch against the indomitable pressure in his most sensitive place, straining against the iron hold that kept his face ground into the mattress.

"I know – I know it's not," Inuyasha growled, wriggling his ass, trying to accommodate the giant intruder. "I know it's not, but you will tell me anyway, brother."

"Does this hole like to be fucked that much?" Sesshoumaru asked, watching himself slide in and out of the twitching pink entrance, watching blood drip from the slight tear at his ruthless entry. " Do you like pain that much that you would provoke me into giving you more?"

"Oh yes," Inuyasha breathed, laughing shakily as the taiyoukai thrust in even harder, the head hitting the end of his passage, making his ass clench involuntarily around the throbbing flesh inside. "I love it…love the pain, love it…especially from you."

"Especially?" Sesshoumaru hissed, hands tightening on slim hips, rivulets of blood flowing out onto the impeccable mattress from where his claws unthinkingly broke skin. "Have I not told you I am the only one you will go to, hanyou whore? Who else…who else have you been with since last time?"

Inuyasha glanced coyly over his shoulder. "But it has been so long since last time, brother," he whispered. "It has been so long since you have been angry. I had to…I had to go to-"

"Don't say it," Sesshoumaru snarled, pulling almost all the way out and thrusting in again from a new angle that speared the hanyou's prostate head on; Inuyasha screamed.

"Don't say his name…lest I kill him like I did the others. Father won't-"

Inuyasha laughed harshly, the pain and the pleasure making him lightheaded. "Still afraid of him, Sesshoumaru. If you weren't…if you weren't maybe there wouldn't be others."

The temperature in the room dropped a few degrees and Inuyasha screamed again as the cock inside of him seemed to grow bigger. Sesshoumaru had lost control, transforming slightly into a form more canine than human. He knew Inuyasha couldn't take it; a hanyou ass was not meant to take a taiyoukai's fucking. It was torn and abused as it was.

He also knew he didn't care.

"If you didn't have such a tight little ass," Sesshoumaru whispered emotionlessly against his throat, "I would have no need for a little bastard such as you."

The muscles ensconcing his cock clenched harder and Sesshoumaru groaned. Inuyasha watched him from the corner of his eye. "If you weren't such a sadistic fuck," Inuyasha answered, "I wouldn't need you either."

Fangs that had been grazing his neck menacingly glinted dully in the brightly lit room as Sesshoumaru threw his head back and snarled, biting Inuyasha's exposed neck and shoulder carelessly.

The throbbing, searing pain made Inuyasha's body buck and the hanyou came immediately with a strangled moan, without a single touch to his cock.

His brother ignored the cum splashed on the bed, sliding slowly off the edge of the bed and onto the floor, as though it was nothing. But now, each time that cock pushed into him, Inuyasha could feel that dampness of his own cum against his leg.

Sesshoumaru continued to thrust into the twitching asshole, fangs ripping into the body in front of him on instinct. Briefly, through the haze of rage and sex, Sesshoumaru wondered what it was he was looking for. When he found Inuyasha and tore into him each time something went wrong, something went imperfectly, what was it that he hoped to find? There was really nothing Inuyasha could do. There was nothing really anyone could do because nothing really had happened so there was nothing to fix.

But the anger was there and the blood pounding in his eyes and the hanyou writing beneath him.

Inuyasha's fingers bunched the white sheets, willing his body not to get aroused again.

"What did he do?" Inuyasha gasped, eyes falling closed of their own accord as the cock inside him thrust hard and fast. "What happened this time, Sesshoumaru?"

Fangs withdrawing from his shoulder made Inuyasha wince as Sesshoumaru pulled his mouth away.

Blood dripped down his lips and chin as one hand pushed the hanyou's upped back and neck down, hiking his ass up higher.

If only he could do this one last time…if only he could have Inuyasha, make him scream, make him cum…if he could impale him and be a part of him one last time, then…then everything would be alright.

But his cock was in the tight little half-breed hole just like he wanted and nothing was alright.

"The last job…the last job wasn't perfect," Sesshoumaru answered softly, idly carving the kanji for inu on his brother's bare back with the claws on his first two fingers.

"Ah," Inuyasha sighed softly in understanding. "It's too bad Taiyoukai can't be punished, isn't it?"

Sesshoumaru laughed, low and dark and the cock inside of Inuyasha pulled out and hilted itself.

"Aishiteru," Sesshoumaru whispered, voice low and harsh with anger. The cum that shot inside the tight ring of muscles made Inuyasha moan with the depraved feel of it. His brother's cum deep inside of him, mixing with the blood the elder invariably spilled; it was the most forbidden thing in the world. It was the best thing in the world.

"I love you too," Inuyasha told him, pushing back to meet the cock thrusting rhythmically in his ass.

Blood dripped from his torn hole, staining the white sheets crimson.

Naraku stopped with the razor blade poised over his scar covered arm, wondering if it was worthwhile to make another.

"Why does he have to be perfect?" Inuyasha demanded of Inu no Taisho the next day.

His father looked up from his paper, ignoring the nasty wound on Inuyasha's shoulder and the scent of blood and sex and Sesshoumaru that clung to the youngest.

"That is not how you speak to your father, Inuyasha," Taisho reprimanded without an inflection in his voice, eyes trained on the newspaper in his hand.

"Why," Inuyasha repeated calmly, "does he have to be perfect."

Taisho glanced up at him coolly. "Because he can be," Taisho answered patiently, absently wondering how he'd managed to spoil the youngest son so much. Kouga or Naraku would think twice before raising their eyes to him and yet here was Inuyasha, demanding answers from him as if he had every right to.

He should have reprimanded him for his insolence, Taisho knew. But he couldn't bring himself to care.

"Nobody's perfect," Inuyasha reminded him, holding his eyes over the paper.

"Except for Taiyoukai," Taisho told him coldly.

"You aren't," Inuyasha pointed out. "You are a taiyoukai and you aren't perfect."

Taisho knew the statement should have angered him but it just made him smile. "No?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, finally closing the newspaper and putting it aside. "And why do you think that, Inuyasha?"

Inuyasha raised an eyebrow too, looking just as arrogant as his father. "Why do you think you are?"

Taisho laughed at his son's audacity. "Don't worry about Sesshoumaru," Taisho assured him. "He will be fine."

"Why are you so hard on him?" Inuyasha asked. "You aren't like that with any of us. We – Kouga, Naraku and I can barely meet your expectations and you're never like that with us. Sesshoumaru's always exceeded them and still, it's not enough for you."

"Where is all this coming from?" Taisho frowned. "Is something wrong?"

"Something wrong?" Inuyasha demanded incredulously. "Of course it is! Can't you see something's desperately wrong here?"

There are a lot of things wrong, Taisho thought wryly, not the least of which is my eldest and youngest sons fucking.

But since Inuyasha was upto his eyeballs in that particular mess, Taisho didn't see what the fuss was all about.

"If there's something you want to say, then say it," Taisho said, watching Inuyasha quietly.

Inuyasha stared back at him. "Nothing," he said finally. "There's nothing I have to say to you. Except what you are doing isn't right and it will come back to bite you in the ass someday."

Taisho looked at his watch and got to his feet, heading towards the door. He hadn't even had his coffee yet and he was already late. If his limo wasn't here already, he would have to arrange for another car to take him to the office on time.

"Father," Inuyasha said, pulling him out of his thoughts. The blank, dark look on his son's face gave him pause. "If anything happens to Sesshoumaru, I will never forgive you."

"Sesshoumaru is fine," he answered absently, looking around for his cell. "He has an empire to run someday."

Inuyasha laughed humorlessly. "Is that supposed to make up for everything? Do you really think that's going to be enough?"

Taisho glanced over his shoulder, pausing in the doorway. "If it isn't, what will be?"

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