A Sticky Situation
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Stuck!
!A Sticky Situation
A thank you to: Vyperbites, SoSickOfNyQuil, Sexy Sesshy, dela1, YaoiSmutMaster,
Madamdragon, sango_houshi, my_perversities, aquarakaiba, Tansy Moon,
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Chapter Two
Horror and mortification consumed him.
How the fuck did he always manage to get himself in these stupid-ass situations?
This was almost as bad, no, worse, that the time he had caught Miroku masturbating against a tree. Yes, a tree. Inuyasha had never been able to look at bark in the same way.
But only this time it was him with the raging hard-on.
How he managed to get so hyped up during these fights was a complete mystery to the hanyou.
It wasn’t like he got off on getting stabbed by his murderous half-brother or anything! He just got a bit over excited. All that adrenaline and testosterone had to go somewhere, didn’t they? And so what if it only happened when he was fighting Sesshomaru, he just got a little...wound up...right?
“Inuyasha,” the voice was an impatient promise of a slow and very painful death. “I repeat, what is that sticking into this Sesshomaru’s thigh?”
Great. Just to add insult to injury he’d been so consumed with his inner monologue that he’d almost forgotten about the question.
And just how precisely he was going to oh-so politely explain to his brother exactly what was currently prodding into his leg was presently eluding Inuyasha.
He was going to have to think on his feet.
“Keh,” Inuyasha’s confident voice was at direct contrast with the terror that Sesshomaru would sense he was lying. “It’s the hilt of my sword, bastard.”
There was silence for a few moments.
“Inuyasha?”
“What?”
“You are not wearing the hilt of your sword.”
SHIT.
“Yeah, well..,” face becoming uncomfortably hot, Inuyasha cursed his damn brother and his damned attention to detail. “I’d have thought you’d be more bothered why we’re stuck together, bastard, or hadn’t you noticed yet?”
Deciding to demonstrate the truth of his words Inuyasha again tried, and failed, to pull away from the other yokai, only stopping at a sudden hiss from Sesshomaru.
“Cease that, hanyou,” the yokai growled, causing Inuyasha’s ears to drop slightly. “Are you trying to pull this Sesshomaru’s skin off?”
Well at least he’d been taken in by the sudden change of topic...
“Well sorry,” Inuyasha was keen to keep the conversation in this vein, anything than down-south. “I can’t say I’m exactly thrilled to be gummed to you either.”
“The question is, half-breed,” Thankfully Sesshomaru was back to his usual spiky (at least not freakishly enraged) self. “Why we are attached in the first place. This does not appear to be the work of Naraku...”
‘Nah, we’d have been able to smell the prick first' Inuyasha commented, now thoughtful of why exactly he and Sesshomaru were stuck together.
As if prompted by this curiosity, memories of a multi-coloured tube suddenly ran through Inuyasha’s memory.
“Oh shit...” He hadn’t put down the glue before the fight!
“Err...” Inuyasha was suddenly far more apprehensive than he was previously. How was Sesshomaru going to take that he was the one who had got them in this mess? It wasn’t like the bastard was already fond of him... “Have you ever heard of such a thing as extreme-glue?”
The yokai thought for a moment before responding. “This Sesshomaru has never come across knowledge of such an item.”
“Well, it’s...uh...yeah..,” Inuyasha’s words drifted uncomfortably off into nothingness.
Sesshomaru’s eyes narrowed. Very suspicious...
“This...extreme-glue,” the way Sesshomaru could make the most innocent sentence sound like a death-threat was almost an art. “It would not have anything to do with our current predicament, would it not? I can smell you sweating, just what, hanyou, exactly have you done?”
The blatant hostility in his brother’s voice stirred a small, yet very noisy, element of defiance within Inuyasha. How the hell, in Sesshomaru’s warped little mind, could he pin this on Inuyasha? Hadn’t it been that dick’s damned belligerence that started all of this off anyway?
“Keh! So what if I got us stuck together! You were the one who was so keen on fucking finding me in the first place! Don’t you bastard talk down to me when you hunt out your little brother whenever you’re feeling hormonal,” he spat, intensely satisfied by the mingled look of shock and fury apparent on his brother’s face.
“What?” Inuyasha continued in the face of his brother’s rage. “Upset that your punch-bag fights back?”
“You insolent-!” Sesshomaru’s eyes had turned a deep furious crimson. Funnily enough Inuyasha wasn’t scared. He was too angry. “You will taste death at this Sesshomaru’s claws!!”
“On with the death threats now?!?” He was almost flying. How often do you get to knock the esteemed Sesshomaru the dick down a few pegs? “If you hadn’t realised it yet, you’re in no position to be starting a fight! You’ve only got one arm, and that’s currently out of action, being stuck to me. What are you going to do? Maul me to death?”
It was a fair point. With Inuyasha’s fist glued to Sesshomaru’s neck and their hands being stuck together, neither of them were exactly in prime battle positions.
Apparently Sesshomaru realised this too, the red swiftly draining from his eyes and him giving a frustrated growl.
“This Sesshomaru concedes that it would be...ineffective...to commence in dealing out your punishment now, hanyou,” the yokai began, obviously not pleased by the delay in hacking up Inuyasha. “Your death with have to wait until we are disconnected.”
“Hah! Well you’re going to have a long wait, bastard!” Inuyasha snapped, not particularly thrilled by Sesshomaru’s little death and punishment speech. “Kagome said this stuff is almost impossible to get unstuck, so you’d better get used to having me around!”
The temperature suddenly dropped.
Realising the information he had just disclosed, Inuyasha cursed. Someone was not going to be happy. And after he’d finally stopped trying to mutilate him too...
“Almost impossible to get unstuck,” the yokai repeated, sounding dangerously calm.
“Errr...yeah... that’s what Kagome said,” a part of Inuyasha shrivelled up in embarrassment. Why did his voice have to go all squeaky on him now? Yeah, really manly...
A threateningly determined look came onto his brother’s face. That was never good.
“Right.”
And everything went sideways.
Sesshomaru had, with difficulty, begun to stand up, dragging a reluctant Inuyasha with him.
“What the hell are you doing?!?” From the sudden change of position from horizontal to vertical, head spinning from the sudden rush of blood; Inuyasha wasn’t exactly a happy camper. Hell, he didn’t even like tents.
Now having begun to awkwardly walk, to Inuyasha’s horror Sesshomaru began to emit a strange noise which he would have classed as laughter if it had been coming from anybody else. There was no way, absolutely no way, that thespiky ice bastard could actually laugh.
You had to have a heart to do that.
After a few moments of that rich sound which was definitely not, couldn’t possibly be laughter, the yokai answered his question.
“We’re going to see you’re ningen friend, hanyou.”
It took a few seconds for Inuyasha to register what Sesshomaru was saying.
“W-what?!? NO!!” There was no way in hell he was going to let that murderous prick harm Kagome! It wasn’t her fault that this had happened. “Don’t you DARE lay a finge-“
The abrupt stop was due Inuyasha suddenly having his brother’s face shoved within disconcerting proximity of his own. Their noses were almost touching.
Sesshomaru’s voice was silky smooth and trimmed with ice. “From what you say, Inuyasha, that ningen is the best equipped to instruct us how to get out of this mess.” The yokai drew a sharp breath. “This Sesshomaru, in response to your question, currently holds no intention of harming the female.”
Inuyasha heaved a sigh of relief. Kagome was safe...
“However,” the yokai’s continuation cut Inuyasha’s short-lived relief. “If your worthless self treats this Sesshomaru with anything other than the utmost respect and subservience, as my station deserves, I shall have to resort to even worse means to admonish you.”
That threw Inuyasha. What could be worse that Sesshomaru harming his friends?
“Yeah, what are you going to do, bastard? Call me a hanyou and a blood disgrace? Like you haven’t done that before.” The hanyou’s confident voice rang around the surrounding area.
Sesshomaru smiled.
Leaning in close, so his mouth was in line with one of Inuyasha’s ears, the yokai began to whisper.
“What am I going to do?” Somehow this was even more threatening than when Sesshomaru shouted at him. “If you do not uphold all social etiquette in the following hours, as instructed, this Sesshomaru will not hesitate in humiliating you in front of all your little ningen friends.”
He leaned in closer, mouth now almost touching the sensitive rim of Inuyasha’s ear, voice as sharp and clear as a blade.
“Wouldn’t they be interested in your ‘little problem’ earlier. The hilt of your sword, Inuyasha? I think not...”
Blood draining from his face, Inuyasha stared horror at his older half-brother.
How the hell was he going to sort this one out?
To be continued.
xXx
Interesting fact: Because the name of the story’s a bit of a mouthful (A Sticky Situation) I’ve been using acronyms on all my files and folders. Sadly, this means all of the writing is labelled ASS...bugger.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter. :D
Please review! Another shout out next instalment!
A thank you to: Vyperbites, SoSickOfNyQuil, Sexy Sesshy, dela1, YaoiSmutMaster,
Madamdragon, sango_houshi, my_perversities, aquarakaiba, Tansy Moon,
Leeana69 and ShouraiChan!
Thank you for your support and please keep up the good work :D!
Chapter Two
Horror and mortification consumed him.
How the fuck did he always manage to get himself in these stupid-ass situations?
This was almost as bad, no, worse, that the time he had caught Miroku masturbating against a tree. Yes, a tree. Inuyasha had never been able to look at bark in the same way.
But only this time it was him with the raging hard-on.
How he managed to get so hyped up during these fights was a complete mystery to the hanyou.
It wasn’t like he got off on getting stabbed by his murderous half-brother or anything! He just got a bit over excited. All that adrenaline and testosterone had to go somewhere, didn’t they? And so what if it only happened when he was fighting Sesshomaru, he just got a little...wound up...right?
“Inuyasha,” the voice was an impatient promise of a slow and very painful death. “I repeat, what is that sticking into this Sesshomaru’s thigh?”
Great. Just to add insult to injury he’d been so consumed with his inner monologue that he’d almost forgotten about the question.
And just how precisely he was going to oh-so politely explain to his brother exactly what was currently prodding into his leg was presently eluding Inuyasha.
He was going to have to think on his feet.
“Keh,” Inuyasha’s confident voice was at direct contrast with the terror that Sesshomaru would sense he was lying. “It’s the hilt of my sword, bastard.”
There was silence for a few moments.
“Inuyasha?”
“What?”
“You are not wearing the hilt of your sword.”
SHIT.
“Yeah, well..,” face becoming uncomfortably hot, Inuyasha cursed his damn brother and his damned attention to detail. “I’d have thought you’d be more bothered why we’re stuck together, bastard, or hadn’t you noticed yet?”
Deciding to demonstrate the truth of his words Inuyasha again tried, and failed, to pull away from the other yokai, only stopping at a sudden hiss from Sesshomaru.
“Cease that, hanyou,” the yokai growled, causing Inuyasha’s ears to drop slightly. “Are you trying to pull this Sesshomaru’s skin off?”
Well at least he’d been taken in by the sudden change of topic...
“Well sorry,” Inuyasha was keen to keep the conversation in this vein, anything than down-south. “I can’t say I’m exactly thrilled to be gummed to you either.”
“The question is, half-breed,” Thankfully Sesshomaru was back to his usual spiky (at least not freakishly enraged) self. “Why we are attached in the first place. This does not appear to be the work of Naraku...”
‘Nah, we’d have been able to smell the prick first' Inuyasha commented, now thoughtful of why exactly he and Sesshomaru were stuck together.
As if prompted by this curiosity, memories of a multi-coloured tube suddenly ran through Inuyasha’s memory.
“Oh shit...” He hadn’t put down the glue before the fight!
“Err...” Inuyasha was suddenly far more apprehensive than he was previously. How was Sesshomaru going to take that he was the one who had got them in this mess? It wasn’t like the bastard was already fond of him... “Have you ever heard of such a thing as extreme-glue?”
The yokai thought for a moment before responding. “This Sesshomaru has never come across knowledge of such an item.”
“Well, it’s...uh...yeah..,” Inuyasha’s words drifted uncomfortably off into nothingness.
Sesshomaru’s eyes narrowed. Very suspicious...
“This...extreme-glue,” the way Sesshomaru could make the most innocent sentence sound like a death-threat was almost an art. “It would not have anything to do with our current predicament, would it not? I can smell you sweating, just what, hanyou, exactly have you done?”
The blatant hostility in his brother’s voice stirred a small, yet very noisy, element of defiance within Inuyasha. How the hell, in Sesshomaru’s warped little mind, could he pin this on Inuyasha? Hadn’t it been that dick’s damned belligerence that started all of this off anyway?
“Keh! So what if I got us stuck together! You were the one who was so keen on fucking finding me in the first place! Don’t you bastard talk down to me when you hunt out your little brother whenever you’re feeling hormonal,” he spat, intensely satisfied by the mingled look of shock and fury apparent on his brother’s face.
“What?” Inuyasha continued in the face of his brother’s rage. “Upset that your punch-bag fights back?”
“You insolent-!” Sesshomaru’s eyes had turned a deep furious crimson. Funnily enough Inuyasha wasn’t scared. He was too angry. “You will taste death at this Sesshomaru’s claws!!”
“On with the death threats now?!?” He was almost flying. How often do you get to knock the esteemed Sesshomaru the dick down a few pegs? “If you hadn’t realised it yet, you’re in no position to be starting a fight! You’ve only got one arm, and that’s currently out of action, being stuck to me. What are you going to do? Maul me to death?”
It was a fair point. With Inuyasha’s fist glued to Sesshomaru’s neck and their hands being stuck together, neither of them were exactly in prime battle positions.
Apparently Sesshomaru realised this too, the red swiftly draining from his eyes and him giving a frustrated growl.
“This Sesshomaru concedes that it would be...ineffective...to commence in dealing out your punishment now, hanyou,” the yokai began, obviously not pleased by the delay in hacking up Inuyasha. “Your death with have to wait until we are disconnected.”
“Hah! Well you’re going to have a long wait, bastard!” Inuyasha snapped, not particularly thrilled by Sesshomaru’s little death and punishment speech. “Kagome said this stuff is almost impossible to get unstuck, so you’d better get used to having me around!”
The temperature suddenly dropped.
Realising the information he had just disclosed, Inuyasha cursed. Someone was not going to be happy. And after he’d finally stopped trying to mutilate him too...
“Almost impossible to get unstuck,” the yokai repeated, sounding dangerously calm.
“Errr...yeah... that’s what Kagome said,” a part of Inuyasha shrivelled up in embarrassment. Why did his voice have to go all squeaky on him now? Yeah, really manly...
A threateningly determined look came onto his brother’s face. That was never good.
“Right.”
And everything went sideways.
Sesshomaru had, with difficulty, begun to stand up, dragging a reluctant Inuyasha with him.
“What the hell are you doing?!?” From the sudden change of position from horizontal to vertical, head spinning from the sudden rush of blood; Inuyasha wasn’t exactly a happy camper. Hell, he didn’t even like tents.
Now having begun to awkwardly walk, to Inuyasha’s horror Sesshomaru began to emit a strange noise which he would have classed as laughter if it had been coming from anybody else. There was no way, absolutely no way, that thespiky ice bastard could actually laugh.
You had to have a heart to do that.
After a few moments of that rich sound which was definitely not, couldn’t possibly be laughter, the yokai answered his question.
“We’re going to see you’re ningen friend, hanyou.”
It took a few seconds for Inuyasha to register what Sesshomaru was saying.
“W-what?!? NO!!” There was no way in hell he was going to let that murderous prick harm Kagome! It wasn’t her fault that this had happened. “Don’t you DARE lay a finge-“
The abrupt stop was due Inuyasha suddenly having his brother’s face shoved within disconcerting proximity of his own. Their noses were almost touching.
Sesshomaru’s voice was silky smooth and trimmed with ice. “From what you say, Inuyasha, that ningen is the best equipped to instruct us how to get out of this mess.” The yokai drew a sharp breath. “This Sesshomaru, in response to your question, currently holds no intention of harming the female.”
Inuyasha heaved a sigh of relief. Kagome was safe...
“However,” the yokai’s continuation cut Inuyasha’s short-lived relief. “If your worthless self treats this Sesshomaru with anything other than the utmost respect and subservience, as my station deserves, I shall have to resort to even worse means to admonish you.”
That threw Inuyasha. What could be worse that Sesshomaru harming his friends?
“Yeah, what are you going to do, bastard? Call me a hanyou and a blood disgrace? Like you haven’t done that before.” The hanyou’s confident voice rang around the surrounding area.
Sesshomaru smiled.
Leaning in close, so his mouth was in line with one of Inuyasha’s ears, the yokai began to whisper.
“What am I going to do?” Somehow this was even more threatening than when Sesshomaru shouted at him. “If you do not uphold all social etiquette in the following hours, as instructed, this Sesshomaru will not hesitate in humiliating you in front of all your little ningen friends.”
He leaned in closer, mouth now almost touching the sensitive rim of Inuyasha’s ear, voice as sharp and clear as a blade.
“Wouldn’t they be interested in your ‘little problem’ earlier. The hilt of your sword, Inuyasha? I think not...”
Blood draining from his face, Inuyasha stared horror at his older half-brother.
How the hell was he going to sort this one out?
To be continued.
xXx
Interesting fact: Because the name of the story’s a bit of a mouthful (A Sticky Situation) I’ve been using acronyms on all my files and folders. Sadly, this means all of the writing is labelled ASS...bugger.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter. :D
Please review! Another shout out next instalment!