Undercover Romance | By : PhoenixDiamond Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4252 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Chapter 2 Old Rivalries and Continued Hatred
The nervous slow bounce of slender built shoulders drove him insane. Beads of sweat gathered along his brow in collected nests of salty fluids. He was trying so hard to hold in his moan but it kept threatening to spill out from his lips. He wanted to sound his need so badly but wouldn't do it without the permission of the one sitting before him.
Inuyasha sighed removing the ice pack from his swelling eye and nodded. "Go ahead." That was what his best friend Hiei Jagansin needed to burst out into the tight laughter he'd been holding in his chest since his roommate arrived home. The minute he saw those purple and blue bruises he knew right away what had happened. It was all he could do not to choke from an amused stroke. Rolling his golden eyes, Inuyasha listened quietly to his roommate having a full fledge laugh attack at his expense. Not only was his ego being torn to shreds right now but his pride had gone down the drain as well. What more could go wrong? Each time Hiei thought he was over his merriment the sight of Inuyasha's amplified face sent him right back into a heated storm of manly giggles. "Alright, alright. I get it man. Ha ha very funny." Inuyasha said annoyed after listening to his friend's eccentric snorting for nearly twelve minutes. Hiei wiped his tears away from his brilliant red eyes. "Oh man. You fool. You knew damn well that Sesshomaru wasn't going to agree to be your partner." "Shut up. It wasn't as if I volunteered to have that jerk train me." "No it was your father's…which makes it that more humorous." The snickering was beginning to come back much to Inuyasha's aggravation. "Hey you laugh again I swear I'm kicking your ass out of here." The laughter was recycled with an all too familiar scowl. "You threaten to kick me out? Who's the one that pays for the damn utilities in here? Clearly your brother must have knocked what little common sense you've had to the wind." "Keh, please. He didn't hit— Ow, ow, ow." The hanyou cringed from the light tug of his lips from talking too much. "Moron." Hiei snatched the bag of ice being used as a medium for his split lip, broken nose and blackening eye. The urge to laugh again was tempting but he would spare the suffering hanyou. "Just how many times did he strike you?" He asked while clustering another ten or so square cubes in a plastic zip lock. "Uhh two." "And how many did you get in?" "Negative two." "Meaning you were hit like bitch and forced to lie on the ground looking around in an unraveled daze." "I wasn't forced!" Pretty poor attempt to rescue his injured ego but it was a nice try. "Whatever." Hiei partially slammed the bag against his friend's side overlooking the slew of heated words firing at his back. "Anyway," He started cutting through the curse words. "What do you plan to do come Monday?" Inuyasha blew out a heavy breathe slumping down in his chair. "What do you think? I have to work with his ass otherwise I'll lose my badge after just earning it." Hiei propped a hand over his chin with thinking. "Could you request another trainer?" "No. Father was clear about wanting me and Sesshomaru to work together." "But I'm sure he's aware of the bad blood between you two." "Hell yea he's aware. Ow— fuck!" The entire right side of his face was still throbbing with a gentle thump against his hand. "I swear it's like he tried to break my face in half." "I don't think he tried." "Oh shove it." Hiei smirked. Before he could continue their back and forth game of wits, the low chime of their dinner in the oven grabbed his attention, which earned Inuyasha a hardened dirty look. "Hn, apparently I pay the bills and cook your damn meals." "Yea that's what housemaids are supposed to do." Inuyasha snickered devilishly. "Of course." Hiei rebound the smile with one of his pouring some curry and rice in both bowls, coupled with a glass of water. His smile remained plastered on his face as he placed a bowl in front of Inuyasha and one in front of himself. "Enjoy your meal master." He said sweetly. "That's right. You know who your master is." Boosted a foolish hanyou. Inuyasha grinned with sparkled eyes at the prospect of eating a home cooked meal. The spoon lowered down to flock a nice portion of his food in one scoop. Shoving the food in his mouth, Inuyasha sighed. His mouth was met with an onslaught of flavors and emotions. The smell was so tantalizing, the feel of it was perfectly cooked, and the taste…was like a raging inferno inside a volcano filled with smoking hot ghost peppers from South America. "Gah hot hot hot!" Inuyasha squealed with his tongue wagging for some air relief. But only seemed to make it worst. The next solution was his glass of ice cooled water which he downed in record speed. Unfortunately for him the glass of water was spiked as well with a dose of salt. "AHHHH!" He screamed hopping up from the table toward the kitchen faucet. He desperately twisted the knob but again fortune was not on his side. The only relief his tongue gained was a single drop of fluid from the dry tube. "Oops I'm sorry master. I must've forgotten to pay the water bill." "Hiei wat difd you puft in myf foodph?" Inuyasha wailed waving a hand over his suffering tongue. Hiei thought over it moment taking a bite of his prize. "Three green peppers, four red peppers, pepper, salt, yellow seasoning, and…" His red eyes narrowed deviously. "About twenty or so Naga Viper peppers from the market. And judging by my watch you have exactly fifty four seconds before the feeling in your tongue is gone for good." Hiei sat back folding his arms behind his head. "Better get to work finding some fluids master." "Yopfu bastpfard!" Inuyasha ran around the apartment searching for the closest source of deliverance from this scorching pain. No luck. The bathroom facets were wiped clean of water, the shower head was dry, hell not even the flower vases had water in them. He finally stumbled back to the kitchen with a sour expression on his face dropping face first into the carpet. "Hey hanyou." Inuyasha peeked up and was suddenly flushed with a monstrous surge of extremely cold water in his face and mouth. He flopped and gurgled underneath the rapid spray like a fish out of water or rather a drowning man. The Koorime held the sink hose over his best friend for a long while not bothering to show any restraint. "Come on hanyou. Say 'I'm sorry master Hiei.'" "*Gurgle* fuck *gurgle* you!" "Ok." The water pressure was increased to full force along with the temperature of the water dropping to Artic frost. "Ok, ok. 'I'm *gurgle* sorry master *gurgle* master Hiei!" Hiei kept the water going for another twenty seconds before finally letting up. The hose was pushed back in place and he stalked out of the kitchen to find a sloppy soggy pup sprawled out on the floor spread eagle. "Well what do you know? I guess the water was paid for." With that last smart remark, Hiei went out down the hall to get some much needed sleep. "And clean up that mess!" He hollered before slamming his bedroom door shut. Inuyasha lay motionless on the floor still in a state of disbelief and drowning shock. His long snowy hair was glued to the sides of his face in handful clumps and tangles. His body's situation included a set of intensely soaked clothes clinging to his arms, legs, and chest like a second skin. After ten long seconds of silent failure, Inuyasha sat up to inspect the amount of damage and sighed. The entire dining room was drenched to the bottom. "Stupid asshole." He grumbled getting up to go to the pantry retrieving the mop and bucket ready to clean up Hiei's aquatic adventure.By some twist of cosmic miracle, Koga and Miroku managed to pull their friend out of the office for a night of drinks and manly conversation. But no there wasn't going to be any Lady Legs tonight, as he didn't feel up to seeing a females legs being spread like peanut butter on bread.
"So now you have to train a rookie?" Koga asked. Toshiba nodded. "And he's your brother." He nodded. Miroku thanked the bartender for handing him his drink. "I didn't know you had a sibling. How old is he?" "19 standard human years but 232 in demon terms." He answered in a bored tone. Koga whistled. "Whoa that's young. And he's already being promoted to detective rank. That's impressive. I was 494 when I joined the force." He looked over his shoulder at the other person in their little get together. "Miroku how old were you?" "I believe I was 24 but according to your demon mature knowledge, I think that's 757." "Old ass. Anyway," Koga chanced a glance at his squad leader who was barely nursing his beer. "You shouldn't think of this as a bad thing. Maybe this could be really good for you." Sesshomaru shot his comrade a sideways look of disgust. "How could I mentoring a foul mouth, immature, misbehaving hanyou brat barely out of his diapers, be good for me?" "It can't." Miroku commented taking a sip of his beer. Koga rolled his eyes. "Could you try to be more encouraging of the situation?" "I am. That's why I'm speaking truthfully. How do you see this kid being of any good to Sesshomaru's health? Remember we were listening to their conversation after all." The blue eyed wolf blush his embarrassment, remembering that they did eavesdrop on a conversation that was none of their business. "For reasons I can't fathom, Father seems hell bent on getting me and the brat to cooperate with one another. For as long as I can remember that boy has been a constant pain in my side." Came the sudden revaluation. Koga lifted his bottle. "Why?" "I don't know." "Well maybe you could try to get along. Make this into a positive matter." "I'm not interested in getting to know about that fool." "But maybe if you just –" "No. End of discussion." Sesshomaru said quietly. Matter closed the three of them sat in total silence for a long time either glancing around at the people talking, watching the television, or thinking to themselves. "Soooo how's about those Bears?"It was twenty three minutes after one in the morning when Sesshomaru finally made it to his humble pent house home. The door was locked and he numbingly flicked on the lights, squinting from the bright sting to his dark pupils.
The space was basically described as what any specter would call it. The typical bachelor pad for a single young man with no children, no pets and a great paying job. How satisfying. The design was of stainless onyx black and platinum silver decorating the entire apartment. Furnishing was of the most expensive leather material. The walls were painted a low coffee cream in each room, including the kitchen which held state of the art cooking utilities that were rarely used. The carpet was a sugary welcome soft plush against his clawed feet. The stark silver reached into each surrounding contrasting very well with the ebony contraptions layered on top such as the couch, love seat, entertainment system, and book shelf. It was very well designed to his tastes of classy, simple, yet very stylish. This suited him. Each article of clothing was striped on his way to the large marble black bath, following to the floor. He would pick them up tomorrow. For now all he wanted was to wash away the day's ridiculousness. The water knob was turned to its highest temperature coming out in blazing sheets of torched burns against his flesh. He hissed against the roaring melting heat and adjusted it down a bit to a more tolerable level. He grabbed the bar of Minted Spice soap, lathering it up to a good amount before rubbing it along his lean frame. The scuds trailed down his milk clean skin, pooling around his feet. Water fell in lazy lines over his taunt toned muscles and over his lengthy silky tresses making the hair gather together in clusters against his back. The warm water felt so consoling his tired body reducing his stress to a minor ache. Nothing ran through his mind. No thoughts, no memories, no troubles. Nothing. All he wanted was to just let go. Soon the water started to lose its luster slowly cooling down. Seeing as there was no more reason to stay in, he turned off the water, stepping out into the cold tiled floor. A large terry cloth towel was used to run on his body drying every single portion. His arms, his face, his wide chest, long legs, strong back and between his legs to dampen his impressive sized sex. He wrapped the towel around his waist walking out toward his bedroom for a set of black satin pajama pants. It was going to take a full night and day before his hair was fully dried. But that didn't matter now. All he wanted now was to get some much needed sleep. Sesshomaru pulled back the covers of his king sized bed and sighed with the smooth relaxation of cooled sheets pressing to his steaming skin. Sleep was all he wanted. Not thoughts of work…not of his long lost Kagura…not of his cases…and especially not of his brother, Inuyasha. TBC ^_^ They have some work to do. Next chapter will probably be up by…umm when I can. Which I'll try to have my Thursday since I'll be out of town this weekend. ^_^While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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