Tasteful Creams Err Tasteful Dreams

No More Than Five Tries

Sesshomaru got caught. So sad.

Naraku's money conscious is never, ever wrong. While he was at home eating his breakfast, it was going off like a car alarm and at first he thought Sesshomaru had been trying to steal his car again but it ended up really being his mind telling him that his younger brother was losing profit. So when he decides to investigate, low and behold what does he find? Sesshomaru settled comfortably in front of their shop window watching those kids play basketball across the street, eating Porn Chips and listening to his latest perverted intentions song, 'Let Me Ride That Donkey.'

How did he know Sesshomaru was watching an illegal basketball game? Because there was no other reason why he'd be sitting here, chair propped back on the back legs, popping chips in his mouth like it's all good.

"Morning Naraku." Sesshomaru said easily, keeping his eyes out the window.

"We're losing money," Naraku mumbled dropping his jacket on a nearby table. "Why do you have the closed sign on the door?"

"Because we're not open."

"But you're in here."

"I'm watching dreams come true."

"You're trying to go to jail."

"…." How dare Naraku assume he's going to jail all because he wants to watch his sweet Yasha fall out from a heat stroke? Then he'd have no choice but to run over there and commence CPR and kidnap the boy to his house so they could play doctor in a French maid's outfit. 'Yea that'll work,' Sesshomaru nodded to the invisible agreement in his head.

"Sesshomaru have we had any customers come in today?" Naraku asked when he popped open an empty register. God help him if a moth flies out this thing, he'd have a stroke.

"No Naraku." Chip insert in mouth.

"Are you lying?"

"Yes Naraku."

Naraku sighed and pushed the cash drawer closed. "I'm staying here," He walked over to the front door and flipped over the open sign. "And since you have time to be disgusting, you have time to work."

Sesshomaru looked at the wall clock where Charlotte decided to move to for the day and noted the time. There was no time to work. The game began at twelve fifteen and ended at twelve fifty. No biggie. He had enough time to sit back and watch the game unfold. Inuyasha's skin was as red as a poker and it was up to Sesshomaru to be on standby just in case he fell out. There had been a couple of false alarms before but he managed to catch himself while in the middle of the street and turned around to go back inside.

Suddenly around two thirty (there normal opening time) there was a loud commotion in the background and out popped a tall mass of white sheets waving around every which a way. "Hey guys check this out—BOO!" If the older brother's guesses were correct that was Koga because he'd always come out with a new designer costume between two thirty and four o clock. "What am I?" He asked to the wall because there were no holes punctured through the material.

"A complete idiot." Answered Naraku.

"No silly, I'm Casper." Still talking to the wall.

"….." Sesshomaru blinked. "Casper's dead Koga."

"No he's not!" Pointed the pile of dirty table clothes to the wall.

"Yes he is."

"No he's not!"

"Yes he is."

"No he's not!"

"He's dead Koga now go wash those table clothes." Naraku felt better since they made some money.

Koga unraveled the sheets to reveal a saddened droopy lip. "Why do you always have to kill my dreams!" He cried and ran away—he tripped over himself a couple of times and slammed face first into the door, because he flipped the sheets back over his face— and proceeded to cry his broken heart in the backroom.

Naraku didn't give a damn how much he cried. He'd better have those sheets clean.

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God it was so damn boring today. Why did he have to stay after school with this nasty creeper? Inuyasha wanted to go to the shop today to hang out with Sesshomaru because he was a cool college student who liked to hang with younger boys. Why? Who knows, but he's more fun than Mr. Miroku.

They weren't doing anything, studying anything, talking about anything or whatever. Inuyasha was lending back in his charge counting the million patterns on the ceiling in between the white plaster while balancing a pencil on his nose. He decided that if he couldn't balance his pencil on his nose, then Miroku was an alien but if he could he was a child molester. Ready, set , go….

The pencil dropped. That settles it then. Miroku's a child molester.

"Inuyasha are you going to pick up that pencil?" Miroku asked, turning the page through his Kids' R Us spring catalog.

"No."

"Pick it up or go to the front office."

"Fine. Stupid jerk." Inuyasha hopped out of his chair and squatted—

"You can't pick it up that way."

Excuse me, he bent over to pick up the pencil, giving all his full glorified ass for the teacher's amusement who took out his camera phone and recorded the whole eight seconds of that ass bending up and down, up and down up and down. Yes he could finally add this to his shrine. "Well Inuyasha, I'm sad to say that our tutoring session is over. Perhaps we can ask your mother to make it a longer one."

Not on your life, his life, his mother's life, and the life of that caterpillar squished to the window.

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Sesshomaru couldn't keep his eyes off the window. Well his face was actually suction cupped to the window because he couldn't pick up Inuyasha today because Naraku was being a dick about his car, so all he could do was watch Inuyasha come down the stairs looking for his car. How sad…but he could see that adorable pout from this far.

So he walked outside and started waving his arms to get the yummy school boy's attention.

Inuyasha looked up and started to run across the street without looking both ways.

Sesshomaru cupped his hands to his mouth and let his deep voice ring out to the approaching teen. "Inuyasha don't hit that Impala. Inuyasha look both ways. Don't you dare damage that body…"otherwise you're no good to me.

Whew Inuyasha made it. Another day, another pervert safe meeting with Sesshomaru.

"Yah, Inuyasha made it across the street!" Koga yelled, pressing his face to the glass. "Look Naraku Inuyasha made it across the street."

"That's fine." Naraku went to the back to get the usual Strawberry and Vanilla mixed milkshake the lad seemed so fond of. "Koga clean off that window!" He called from the kitchen.

"Aww dammit. Why do I always have to do all the work?" Koga sighed and went to get the Windex.

Sesshomaru walked in, Inuyasha followed dropping his backpack on the same table he used Monday and finally relaxed. Sesshomaru automatically slide in the other seat like he didn't have any work to do and paid for the milkshake when Naraku bought it out. The same routine applies. Naraku took the money, he pulled up a nearby table and went about cleaning his glasses right there to prevent becoming somebody's bitch because of Sesshomaru's need to touch little boys.

"How did it go with your teacher today?" Sesshomaru asked.

Inuyasha sipped some of his milkshake, unknowingly turning on a certain pervert. "We didn't do much. We just sat there. He was reading a magazine, I was playing with my pencil."

This called for a Sesshomaru blink. "How were you playing with your pencil?"

"On my mouth."

"On your mouth or in your—"

"It was on his mouth Sesshomaru." Naraku glared evil daggers at his younger brother to keep those impure thoughts away from his tables.

"I see."

Inuyasha slurped up his milkshake, blowing bubbles. Sesshomaru stared at the cream going up the straw like—damn Naraku said no impure thoughts with his eyes. And Naraku sat there with the police on speed dial. Koga was cleaning his face print off the glass.

When Inuyasha giggled from the popping bubbles, he looked like an innocent little kid having fun. Sesshomaru felt a warm smile lift to his eyes. He was going to molest this boy whether he was ready or not until Naraku smacked his hands.

"Hey Naraku do you guys get a lot of customers here?" Inuyasha asked looking super cute and adorable with those milk bubbles.

"Yes we do."

Gods he was so cute….Sesshomaru was about to molest Inuyasha whether he liked it or not but Naraku smacked his hands again.

"Oh, how come I never see them?"

"Because you come in early."

"Oh." Inuyasha went back to blowing bubbles in his milkshake. Sesshomaru was about to molest him again but Naraku burned him with an-out-of-nowhere lighter and he called it quits for today. A true pedo never exceeds five tries a day.

"Ahhhh," Inuyasha finished with his yummy milkshake and smacked his lips, patting his stomach. "That's good. Thanks guys." He stood up to grab his book bag. Sesshomaru was looking at his juicy ass cheeks. "I'm ready to go home Sesshomaru."

But he wasn't ready for those beautiful globes to go home just yet. "Take him home Sesshomaru." Ordered Naraku.

"Alright." Sesshomaru went to get his brother's car keys. Naraku always knows what to say. He's just so persuasive.

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On the ride to the illegal kid's home, Inuyasha was making a little beat on the dashboard about something or another. Sesshomaru didn't care. It wasn't his car and Inuyasha looked molestable. Sesshomaru had a plan. As soon as he made it to Inuyasha's house he'd make his move. Koga came along for the ride to supervise. Not like it'd make much difference.

"Hey what's it like having brothers?"

"Fine. They keep telling me I'm going to jail or burn in hell."

Inuyasha's softened his eyes. "Damn that's rough."

"Indeed. I can never figure out why they want me to suffer."

'Yes you do you liar,' Koga grumbled mentally.

"It's ok. I won't condemn you to hell or anything like that." Inuyasha clapped his hand on Sesshomaru's shoulder and offered a fair smile. Sesshomaru was going to molest him whether he liked it or not. "I'll be your friend ok?"

"Thank you for your generosity." You'll be his friend, his lover, his crime-on-legs, his one way ticket to being someone's bitch and his reason for wearing that pink line on his car—excuse the typo Naraku's car.

After ten more minutes of letting Inuyasha keep his hand where it didn't belong, Sesshomaru pulled up to a large two-story brick house with pretty white flowers on the windows and around the outline. "Looks like it's time for me to head out."

"Indeed…." Sesshomaru's voice died away as he lowered his banes over his eyes.

"Sess are you feeling ok?"

"Yes," the shadowy depression disappeared as Sesshomaru licked his adult lips and scooted closer to the illegal occupant in his brother's seat. "It's just that…I…I…" He closed his eyes and licked his lips again, almost within kissing range of Inuyasha who could only blink not fully comprehending that a crime was about to be committed until he heard his mother's voice.

"Oh no ya don't!" Koga hopped between the two before any lip locking could occur. He was TOO young to be worry about dropping the soap.

"Inuyasha how many times do I have to tell you? No older women!"

Koga pushed Inuyasha out of the car and jumped out too. "Mom would you relax he's not a woman, he's a ma—"

"Inuyasha I told you time and time again," Miss Inuyasha's mom was a very beautiful woman. Naraku would like her but he was too young to be someone's step father. So moving on, she's very pretty. Her hair was super black and long with small curls at the end. Her eyes were Koga's favorite color, violet and gray. Nice boobs, nice hips, nice ass—couldn't quite see her ass. Too bad though. She was missing numbers two, thru eight and ten. She possessed far too many of the unmolestable qualities, namely numbers three, four, and six thru ten.

"Inuyasha what in the world is the matter with you?" Miss Inuyasha's mom questioned placing hands on those hips against molestable qualities.

"Mom would you calm down? I'm tryin' to tell ya he's a man."

"Oh please, you expect me to believe this beautiful woman is a man?" Miss Izayoi sighed shaking her head to swish her long hair. "Oh Inuyasha, I told you before, you could date men your father's age but I cannot allow women my age and above. What if one of these women got you pregnant then what would I do?"

"Oh for the love of—" Inuyasha tossed his bag to the ground and cupped his hand around Koga's little friend down stairs. "See mom? Women don't have these." Inuyasha groped around the large package to prove his point, until his hand was full. Koga squirmed under the terrible pressure massaging around his sack and relaxed when they were released. Miss Izayoi was able to calm down when she saw the oversized bundle in her son's hand. "Told ya he was he a man Mom." Finished with his deed, Inuyasha saluted a farewell to his friends and went inside with his mother.

Koga waddled wide legged to the car and hoped in the backseat to keep his legs gapped. Geez his nuts were sore.

Sesshomaru glared at his little brother, wishing to him to hell. That was supposed to be his crotch groped. "Casper's dead." He smiled evilly.

Koga started to cry. "I'm telling Naraku!"

That's what you get for letting Inuyasha touch your crotch. That dick grope was supposed to be his!

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TBC: They're so mean to Koga lol. Here's another laugh for you guys.