A Series Of Humiliating Events

Hello! Merkswinter here with the second instalment of A Series Of Humiliating Events! To those who reviewed the previous chapter I cannot thank you enough. Seriously. I read every one and they made me so happy I decided to update super quickly so you could get the next instalment A.S.A.P.
Yay! My ego has been sufficiently inflated :), but of course you can never get enough ego boosting so please review! Pretty please (can’t grovel enough).
Anyway, I’ll shut up.
I in no way hold any rights over Inuyasha or any of its characters in any shape or form, I would say something amusing and witty but I’m too tired :) .

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Now fully turned and facing Sesshomaru, Inuyasha flinched inwardly, bracing himself for the short and undoubtedly very nasty end he would receive at the hands of his brother.

It wasn’t as if he’d led a bad life, okay there were the times he had hit Shippo for no reason (well, Inuyasha felt Shippo being annoying as hell was perfect justification for bonking him on the head a few times, only the others didn’t seem to agree). Overall he felt he’d been pretty good, even. On the scale of karma Inuyasha was sure he didn’t deserve the horrible fate which was about to befall him.

Ears drooped and trembling Inuyasha tried to keep the fear out of his voice (he still had some ego left, however deflated).

“What? You speaking to me now?”

Sesshomaru’s cold metallic eyes narrowed at Inuyasha’s tone, causing the hanyou to somewhat regret his aggressive choice in words. Oh what the hell, he was going to die anyway, maybe if he managed to get the bastard angry enough he’d be too enraged to make it (horrifically) painful.

Inuyasha was just about to continue with his kamikaze ‘enrage the Sesshomaru plan’ when he was forced to divert his attention to other things, such as the very close, very angry, Sesshomaru, now less than an inch from Inuyasha, glaring into his eyes with unnerving intensity. God knows how the bastard had managed to move so fast.

Although almost certainly about to be torn into itty bitty pieces, although he was nearly nose to nose with the one who was just about to cause him a lot of pain in a very little time, all that Inuyasha’s befuddled (and somewhat hung-over) mind could come up with was ‘Oo, he’s in kissing distance’.

At least he had enough rationality left to mentally pummel himself for being such a girl.

A low growling noise interrupted Inuyasha from berating himself further.... Shit! He’d been so busy staring at the bastard’s lips (pussy!) that he’d missed what his brother had said.

Feeling like an ass for having to ask, Inuyasha swallowed his pride (what was left of it) and prepared to ask the inevitable question.

“Ehh...What?”

Sesshomaru’s glare went up a notch on the scale of menacing.

“I said your dirty hanyou self is standing on my clothing.” The last word was almost a growl.

Inuyasha looked down.

It seemed he was indeed treading on part of Sesshomaru’s clothing. It was that weird fluffy thing he insisted on constantly wearing. What was with that? Did Sesshomaru think he was hard guy enough to get away with wearing something that made him look like a giant walking pom-pom?

It seemed like he had been stepping on the thing for quite some time too, the piece trapped beneath his foot had become all dirty where he had rubbed it into the ground. Inuyasha was amazed he hadn’t noticed, but then he had been slightly distracted by the murderous presence of his brother and his own horror at the events of the previous evening.

Was this the way to annoy the bloody high and mighty Sesshomaru? Mess with his fluff? Actually, Inuyasha contemplated, it probably wouldn’t be a good idea to annoy this current Sesshomaru any more than he already had. Red had begun to bleed into his eyes and he was beginning to feel threatened by the now alarming sharpness of his brother’s teeth.

Muttering a reluctant “Keh...Sorry” Inuyasha hastily removed his foot from his now rather predatory looking brother.

This was when Inuyasha made a mistake. A big one.

He got cocky...

Idiot.

Inuyasha, on the whole, was reasonably good for the age old instinct of self preservation. In certain situations, however, he was about on the same level as a lemming with a death wish.

This was one of those certain situations.

He should have realised that mocking an already more than angry Sesshomaru wasn’t exactly the best of ideas. He should have realised that poking fun at a Sesshomaru currently less than an inch from Inuyasha was really pretty bloody stupid.

Sadly he didn’t.

Inuyasha decided to have a dig at Sesshomaru’s fluff.

Deary deary me...

"I don’t see why you’re so bothered myself.” He began. “I mean, I’d happily pay people to come and shred that weird fluffy thing anyway, so me stamping on it shouldn’t be such a problem. Don’t you think you already look like enough of an idio-argh!!!”
Inuyasha’s last words were cut of by having a large infuriated Sesshomaru launch himself at the hanyou, pinning Inuyasha to the ground and capturing his wrists above his head, effectively rendering Inuyasha quite defenceless.

Sesshomaru lowered his mouth to one of Inuyasha’s now quivering ears.

“Well Inuyasha,” Sesshomaru hissed through clenched (and distressingly pointy) teeth “I didn’t think you had any problem with my clothing, at least from what I gathered last night.”

Inuyasha flinched, a whole new wave of embarrassment washing over him.

It was humiliating enough for himself to think over his drunken antics of last night but for Sesshomaru to openly talk about it and acknowledge that it had actually happened... Shit! Sesshomaru actually bloody remembered what Inuyasha had drunkenly confessed! Inuyasha had hoped he just wouldn’t have listened out of disgust for the inebriated hanyou.

Shit shit shit shit shit!!!

To his horror Sesshomaru continued to speak, once sure of the effect his previous words had had on the distressed hanyou.

“Or perhaps...” Sesshomaru went on, a triumphant grin now spreading across his features “perhaps you’re simply offended that I’m wearing clothing at all. What was it you said? Oh yes...” the smile got wider “How you wanted my body soo much that sometimes when we fought it was all you could do to hide your erection from me.” Smirk. “Really, little brother, do you want me that badly?”

Ohhh myyyy Gooood...He didn’t think he’d told Sesshomaru THAT bloody much! Fucking drunken forgetfulness! That was it! Inuyasha was never drinking again. It was seriously not worth the sheer amount of mental scarring he had received in the last few hours.

Mortification wasn’t the word to describe it. This was the worst most humiliating event Inuyasha had ever had to live through. Shit, he’d rather fight Naraku in his underwear than this. The worst part was that he was stuck beneath the object of his embarrassment, namely a very smug Sesshomaru. There was no way of running off to go and hide in a cave for a few years until he could deal with looking at his own reflection again without screaming at himself for his own stupidity.

Inuyasha rattled his horrified brain, desperately searching for some witty killer comeback that would somehow manage to backfire this whole situation’s embarrassment back onto Sesshomaru.

Needless to say he failed.

He did, however, manage to splutter out a furious “Fuck you bastard! If you think I’m so disgusting and perverted why don’t you fucking kill me now?!”
After pausing for breath he continued.

“I bet the only reason you didn’t do it last night was because you were just getting a kick out of seeing me defenceless and crying at your feet! Bastard!"
Although he hated to admit his actions of the previous evening he had to admit there was some truth in his words. He did think the only reason Sesshomaru had let him live was because he enjoyed seeing Inuyasha so weak, not because he actually cared for him or anything, fuck no, not Sesshomaru, he would never...Oh what the hell, it didn’t matter now anyway. He was going to get killed in this wretched place by his wretched brother because he couldn’t keep his fat mouth shut.

He only wished he had managed to explain things to Sesshomaru properly, not through some drunken outburst. Even if Sesshomaru was a pompous evil bastard and his brother he couldn’t help his feelings, no matter how much he tried to bury them under layers of insults and false bravado.

Oh well, too late for that now.

Preparing himself for his immanent death for at least the third time that day Inuyasha closed his eyes and waited.
A moment passed.

A few more moments passed.

Inuyasha reopened his eyes in annoyance to tell the bastard to get a fucking move on when he was greeted by the most horrifying spectacle he had ever witnessed.

Sesshomaru was laughing, actually laughing.

“Really Inuyasha, such language...”he said in mock disappointment “I never said I actually minded your little secret, now did I?”Sesshomaru purred, now a very different kind of smile spreading across his features.

That was when Inuyasha felt it pressing into his thigh.

Oh dear...

Inuyasha wasn’t sure if he preferred Sesshomaru angry.

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What did you think? I hope you liked it. I wasn’t sure if Inuyasha was a bit OOC in this chappy but I did try to keep them true to form. It has a bit of a different feel to the first chapter as well, I think.
Oh well,I hope you enjoyed and sorry about the excessive swearing. Things get yummy next chapter and if you review I’ll make it extra tasty (Wow, how dodgy do I sound?). Yodel!