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Test Drive	By : kougaslover Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 31177 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Hello all, here's the first chapter of my re-written Test Drive. Hopefully this will fit the bill a bit better when it comes to the feel I was hoping to achieve. Enjoy, hope you all like it, please read and review!
~~~~~~Test Drive~~~~~~
Inuyasha downshifted as he braked late into the corner, hitting the apex as he let the clutch out, getting back on the power early. The car twitched a bit, tail getting light as it pushed towards the outside of the track. Letting it, he kept his foot in and the Honda drifted to the edge of the track, engine churning as he accelerated towards the next corner.
A complex right, the road rose into the bend, before dropping after the apex and going down into another, tighter right at the bottom of the hill. Keeping his foot in it late, Inuyasha got on the brakes late, using the incline to compensate as he trail braked into the turn, reining the speed in to handle the loss of grip from the drop in the road.
Getting back on the power down the hill, the hanyou caught sight of the back of a dark green BMW 328i, a late nineties model by the looks of it. It was a totally stripped racer, all of the interior removed and replaced by a roll cage and a racing bucket and harness. It sat low, sticky rubber wrapped round aftermarket wheels which had been cambered out to aid in cornering.
The body was a number of scrapes and dings, battle scars from numerous amateur racing events undoubtedly. Diving through the next corner, Inuyasha got on the power and let his S2000 close the gap on the Bavarian sports sedan. It was a good match, the stripped BMW was far more uncompromising in terms of suspension and weight, though the Honda was better balanced and its four-cylinder laid down more power than the inline six in the older 3-series.
The BMW held itself in the bends, though each time the course straightened, the Honda’s rev happy engine closed the gap until Inuyasha overtook him on the final corner. Right in time to get back to work. Pulling onto the exit road, Inuyasha pushed the clutch in on his Honda and let it coast back into the staging area.
He pulled to a stop in his parking spot and let the two seat sports car tick itself cool as he got out. Looking over to the entrance road, he saw an old Porsche 911 and a surprisingly nice Alfa 164 sedan rolling out onto the track, and from the exit road saw the BMW he’d overtaken a lap earlier coming off the track.
It rolled over to a couple of other 3-series, another mid-nineties model in black, an early 2000’s model that was lightly modified, as well as a stock Mazda RX-8. Walking into the main office, Inuyasha clocked in for the day and settled down to some new registrations and paperwork for an upcoming spec Miata race later in the month.
“Morning Inuyasha.”
“Hey Jim, how’s it going?” Inuyasha looked up at his boss, settling in to his paperwork. As much fun as pounding out laps on the track were, there was an epic amount of red tape behind it, especially anytime there were people turning wheels in competition against each other.
Still, it was his dream job though, working on a racetrack. Even a small one that handled track days and amateur racing events rather than Formula One or Indy races, Inuyasha still loved it. It paid something, he got free admission to track days and the odd amateur race, free laps before work whenever he pleased, which in turn also gave him a place to test the various modifications he made to his Honda convertible.
Not a bad gig all in all.
~~~~~~Three Hours Later~~~~~~
“You know I love it when you dress like that, so sexy, I ought to bend you over the table right here.”
“Hmm, you know, that is just so much sexier with bits of cheesesteak falling from your mouth.” Kagome giggled as Inuyasha swallowed the next bite of his sandwich.
“You love it.”
“Oh yeah, I’m just dripping with excitement from the incredibly sensual display before me.” The human female whipped back at her hanyou friend, who took another chunk from the collection of bread, meat and cheese.
“Well then, let’s take care of that. Come on, we have enough time to shoot back to the apartment, get a quickie in, and get back.” It was true, they had successfully snuck home for a quick bout of sex on their lunch break more than once, and Inuyasha was certainly not averse to another such endeavor to say the least.
Before Kagome could reply though, both their heads were turned to the noise of a British V12 growling in the afternoon air. From their bench, they saw an Aston Martin DBS Volante pull up in front of the restaurant, the two seat convertible super car glistening in the afternoon light. Clad in a gorgeous dark silver, the eye-catching drop-top proved even more so to Inuyasha when he recognized the man behind the wheel.
“What the fuck…Sesshomaru?”
“Who?” Kagome questioned, as the door opened, a tall, very well dressed demon stepping out. Flawless, creamy pale skin, magenta cheek markings and a dark blue crescent moon centered on his forehead. Silken silver hair cascaded down the male’s back, and the span of his shoulders, his stance, the confident steps he took spoke of the power and prestige he held.
“Kagome, meet my brother, Sesshomaru.”
“Otouto, it is excellent to see you again.”
“You too, though I have to ask, what brings you here? And how did you find me, for that matter?” Inuyasha asked, not sure how his sibling, who spent more time out of the country than in, had found him on a seeming whim while he was sitting eating at a little sandwich shop with his long-time friend.
“I contacted your work, your boss informed me of where he suspected you to be. As for what brings me here, I need to borrow you a few hours, if that is alright with your friend.”
“Ugh, yeah sure. Here, I’ll just meet you back at the house if that’s alright.” Inuyasha handed Kagome the keys to his S2000, standing up from his seat. He wasn’t in a rush to leave his friend, especially with the prospect of quick, hot sex on the horizon; but for Sesshomaru to show up out of the blue asking for his attention something important had to be up.
“Yeah, no problem, see you then. Nice meeting you Sesshomaru.”
“Indeed my dear Kagome. It seems my little brother’s taste in women is far better than his taste in lunch.” Sesshomaru couldn’t help but prod at his sibling, unwilling to resist the opportunity.
“Oh haha.”
Inuyasha shook his head, but nonetheless he finished the last bite of his sandwich and wiped his hands before walking over to the gorgeous British sports car, opening the passenger door and sliding down into the supple leather seat. Sesshomaru got in the driver’s and pressed the clutch in, inserting the special key into its slot.
Not exactly a key, the small, steel and quartz fob slid in its entirety into the center of the dash, Aston’s logo etched beautifully into the quartz which remained visible. The engine’s starter button had a rectangular slot in it, which the pseudo-key was inserted into, and when Sesshomaru pressed the re-assembled button into the dash, the five hundred and ten horsepower V12 engine rumbled into life.
“So aniki, what brings you here on this fine day, run out of companies to take over?” Inuyasha prodded as Sesshomaru pulled out, seamlessly meshing clutch and throttle to roll the sports car from a stop without so much as a single judder through the dark silver beauty.
“Not quite, though my visit does admittedly concern the future of an important merger I have in the works. I have a potential business offer, of sorts, for you little brother.”
“You know I ain’t the nine to five, suit and tie kind of worker Sess. Speaking of which, do I need to call my boss, or did you make him an offer he couldn’t refuse concerning my newly extended lunch break?”
“Indeed you are not otouto, but what I have in mind is far more… informal than business meetings and hostile takeovers. I figured we could discuss it over lunch, I’m staying in town for a few days and the hotel has a phenomenal restaurant. As for your boss, he is just fine; I made sure he was compensated for the loss of your workplace… talents.”
“Hmm, sounds fair enough, do I need to run home to change first?” Inuyasha was in a T-shirt, some old jeans, and his favorite pair of driving sneakers.
“No, we’ll stop on the way; I would feel rude showing up entirely empty handed.”
“Eh, I’ll max your credit cards if you so insist.”
“Max them? You assume they have limits.” Sesshomaru prodded his little brother as he approached the freeway, turning onto and accelerating up the on-ramp.
“Oh haha.”
“So, how have you been little brother? Work going well at the track?”
“I’m fine, and yeah, work’s been great. Might not pay to the degree of getting on the Forbes list, but I like it.”
It was true, while Sesshomaru’s business career had proven far more lucrative, Inuyasha did enjoy his more relaxed lifestyle. His job as a general manager of sorts at the local racetrack, overseeing day to day activities, organizing track days and amateur racings events and such; didn’t pay phenomenally well, but it paid enough.
It did give him enough to pay the bills, half the rent on the modest but nice apartment he shared with Kagome, and a couple bucks to sock away. And, thanks to the specially setup trust fund their shared father had laid out for his two sons, Inuyasha’s salary netted him plenty to spend on modifying his beloved Honda.
To encourage his sons to work for themselves, Inutaisho had set them both up with solid trust funds, but with a catch. They only earned access to the money in lockstep with what they earned, dollar for dollar with their salaries. For Inuyasha, it meant he earned enough of it each year to indulge his car obsession, for Sesshomaru it meant he’d already earned the entirety of his money and had continued to earn millions more on his own.
~~~~~~Thirty Minutes Later~~~~~~
Sesshomaru pulled to a stop outside one of the city’s numerous tailors, one he himself had frequented a few times. Setting the car in first, Sesshomaru shut the motor down and pulled the handbrake, letting his foot off the clutch. Relaxing back in his seat, and losing his belt, he produced his wallet and pulled one of his credit cards, handing it to his baby brother.
“Well thanks so much. This place we’re going ain’t too stick-in-the-ass is it?”
“Such an expansive and beautiful vocabulary you have otouto. But no, the restaurant is not exceptionally formal, a nice jacket would suffice.”
“Noted, be right back.”
Sesshomaru rested in his seat as Inuyasha went into the store. Walking in, the hanyou perused the store a moment before making a few choices. A nice shirt, a very nice, and rather expensive, sport coat, and a new pair of dress shoes were quickly donned by the dog-eared male.
A new belt, and a watch followed, and with a quick swipe of his brother’s black card, Inuyasha was walking back out to the parked Aston. As he got back in the passenger seat, Sesshomaru had to admit the hanyou knew how to clean up. Retaining his well-worn jeans, but exchanging his shirt for a nice V-neck in white and a beautiful deep gray jacket, belt, shoes, and watch to match; Inuyasha looked the perfect blend of dress and casual.
“Well thanks for the presents Sesshomaru, you shouldn’t have.” Inuyasha cheekily replied as he threw his belt on, relaxing back into the seat as Sesshomaru started the DBS again and pulled off from the curb.
“Hmm, at least you seem capable of wearing them well enough little brother.” Sesshomaru smirked at his little brother, knowing the pup had just dropped a couple thousand in the expensive but quality store.
“So, when did you get this beast?”
“A few months ago, how is your Honda coming along?”
“Just fine thanks, I’m actually waiting for my vacation to come up so I can pull the motor and install the supercharger kit I’ve built up for it. I already have the car on better coil overs, beefier anti-roll bars, the rotors, pads, and fluid are all done, and it has some serious rubber under it. With the extra power it should be one nasty little rice rocket, probably even enough to knock this thing off.” Inuyasha teased as Sesshomaru pulled away from a red light.
“Hmm, perhaps, if the gearbox were to go and I couldn’t get it out of second gear.”
“Oh you’d need more than second to take my S2000 down, at least once it’s gotten the forced induction it deserves.”
“Doubtful. Nothing against the Honda, they are brilliant to drive, but that motor churns what, two-hundred and forty or so horsepower? Good, especially for a car that size, but the V12 in this pushes five hundred and ten, and with plenty of torque down low.”
“It made two forty stock, I’ll give you that. But right now, with an intake, exhaust, a piggy-backed ECU mine is pushing about two seventy. With the supercharger and intercooler, upgraded injectors, and new forged pistons and rods; I should be able to tune it to an easy three fifty, and that’s talking reliable power.
That, in a lighter body with a suspension setup I’ve dialed in on the track; I could take this thing.”
“Well, should you ever actually get the kit fitted; we might have to go title for title.”
“Yeah, but what would I do with this thing, I already own a convertible?” Inuyasha prodded as Sesshomaru drove along.
“True, but not one of these.”
“Fair enough, though who wants an off-the-rack sports car when you can build something all your own?”
“Are you insinuating that I cannot work on my own vehicles otouto?”
“No, you just don’t exactly seem the grease under the fingernails type aniki.”
“Then it would seem we have some catching up to do. I assure you little brother, I’m no stranger to restoring and modifying my own vehicles.”
“Oh really? I have to say I’d pay to see you up to your elbows in gear lube.” It slipped from the hanyou’s lips before he realized just what he’d said.
“I never knew you thought of me that way, baby brother.” Sesshomaru smirked as he pulled into the driveway of the hotel he was staying in, pulling to a stop outside the front door.
Getting out, he nodded to the valet and escorted his red-faced sibling inside. Walking through the marble floored lobby, he lead Inuyasha to the side, down a hallway to the quiet, cool, dim space of the hotel’s small restaurant. Settling into a booth in the corner of the intimate space, the two ordered drinks and perused the menu a moment before ordering a bite to eat.
“A ten ounce filet, did you not just consume an entire cheesesteak?” Sesshomaru asked with amusement, his sibling having ordered the largest filet on their menu, along with a couple of sides.
“Hey, I have a big appetite.”
“Apparently so, though I must say I’m staggered by the amount of meat you can take in.” Inuyasha nearly choked on his gin and tonic at that one, hardly believing that his brother had just made such an overtly sexual joke.
“Anyway, before our puns can get too vulgar, what exactly did you bring me all the way here for, other than to verbally molest me?”
“Well, I may have something of a business proposition for you. Is your passport up to date?”
“Ugh, yeah, it is, why?”
“My business proposition will require travel outside the country. It also will involve a decent bit of time, I spoke briefly with your employer when I contacted him, but I need to know if you are alright with spending what could be several months in other countries.”
“I suppose so, getting that time off from work would be a bitch, I only get a few weeks a year off and I did have my Honda in mind. What all would this work entail for that matter?”
“Your employer will not be an issue, you would just need to sort things out regarding your residence, and I’m assuming your girlfriend. As for the work, it would be generally a few hours a week, and the rest of your time to your leisure in five-star accommodations, top notch food and drink, entertainment, beautiful scenery, etcetera.”
“My employer won’t be an issue? You didn’t make him an offer he can’t refuse, did you Sess?”
“No, I simply informed him that I may be requiring your time for a while, and that I would reasonably compensate him employing a stand in for you while you are absent. And of course, I will compensate you for doing so, if you choose to, and if you are suitable for the job. Do you think you will be able to handle your affairs with your residence and with Kagome?”
“The lease is already paid in full for the next year, and Kagome’s no problem. We’re not actually dating, more friends, or friends with benefits I suppose. She travels for work all the time anyway, so it’s not like we’d be seeing much less of each other than we already do.”
“Excellent, then you are free to join me.”
“Alright suppose I am, in that case what’s the pay, and for that matter what are you paying me to do, if you decide to pay me to do it, or whatever.” Inuyasha questioned as their food arrived and he began to tear into the perfectly seasoned, epically tender cut of meat he’d ordered.
“I’ll pay you double your year’s salary upfront for joining me, with bonuses or profit sharing if you will for good performance. The work entailed is something I’ll fill you in on should I find you acceptable for what I require. Not that I wish to be discreet with you otouto, but the groups involved demand a level of restraint.”
“Fair enough I suppose.”
The two enjoyed their meal, and a few drinks over the course of an hour or so. Once finished, Sesshomaru billed their meal to his room and they left, returning to the front. The valet brought his Aston around, though after tipping the human Sesshomaru got in the passenger seat, prompting Inuyasha to get behind the wheel.
“Head for the freeway.”
“Ugh, alright.”
Inuyasha did as instructed while Sesshomaru messaged someone on his smart phone. Headed for the nearest on ramp, Inuyasha got his bearings in regards to the DBS Volante. It was a properly great car, while it had some of the cowl shake convertibles were prone to, and the ride was a bit stiff for the city streets, the car was just brilliance.
The pedal feel was excellent, the steering nicely weighted, and the interior an utterly excellent place to be with its soft leather and wood trim. The rumble from the V12 under hood was pornographic, constantly tempting the hanyou to bury his right foot in the Aston’s soft carpet.
Coming to the freeway on-ramp, a concrete strip that made a sharp left and then rose to meet the raised road surface, Inuyasha saw Sesshomaru disable the traction control as the hanyou shifted into second, turning to the left and letting the clutch out with some throttle. Sure enough, nearly six liters of British displacement beat the traction of the rear tires, and the DBS slid round the corner in a contained but still glorious power slide.
Inuyasha straightened the car out and throttled it up the ramp, letting it rev up a ways before shifting into third, roaring onto the freeway at nearly a hundred. Shifting up as he settled the car out, Inuyasha couldn’t help the grin that stretched across his face as he relaxed back in his seat. Though, the grin only got bigger as they came across the next on-ramp, to see a copper colored Chevy Corvette Z51 entering the freeway.
Inuyasha looked over at the Vette as it pulled alongside, sitting even with the Aston Martin, prompting the hanyou to look to his brother. It was Sesshomaru’s car after all.
“Dust him.”
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