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Test Drive	By : kougaslover Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 31185 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don’t own Inuyasha or any of the Inuyasha characters; they’re Rumiko Takahashi’s (lucky!) I don’t make any money; these just amuse me and take up my spare time. Please Read and Review!!!

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Hello all, welcome to chapter thirty of Test Drive. Hope you all enjoy!
Splendent Goddess- Hehe, oh yeah spend any time round forced induction and the sound becomes second nature. And indeed, it would be a bonnet with them redcoats :P Thanks for the review!
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~~~~~~Test Drive~~~~~~
Inuyasha was roused by his phone, waking from his light sleep to see it buzzing away on his nightstand. Reaching for it, he grabbed it and thumbed across the slider to answer it. Beneath him Ginta remained dead asleep, the ookami apparently exhausted by their prior activities.
“Hello?”
“Hello little brother. How are you?”
“I’m good, how bout you?”
“As good as can be expected, these meetings are dragging on but otherwise I am fine. What have you been getting into in my absence otouto?”
‘Into? I’ve been getting into Ginta’s ass…” Actually, to be truthful he was still in the lithe beta wolf, even if he was currently mostly flaccid.
“Ugh, not much, Kouga and the other two were over for a while that’s about it.”
“Ginta and Hakkaku; hmm, what exactly were the four of you up to?” Inuyasha swore he heard a trace of a smirk in Sesshomaru’s voice at that one.
“Oh you know, just made dinner and stuff.”
“And stuff? Stuff like a certain wolf demon’s cock?”
“No, not…really. More another one’s ass.”
“Hmm, Ginta is quite the tight, willing beta isn’t he?”
“How…how’d you know?”
“Lucky guess I suppose, seems like a good pairing for you. How’d your test drive go?”
“Good, I actually got shown taillights by a Mini but as it turns out it was turbocharged.”
“So you actually finished first?”
“Indeed, Ginta got second.”
“I did what?” Ginta asked as he slowly roused from his sleep, clenching lightly on Inuyasha’s thick though relaxed length.
“Oh, nothing, go back to sleep.” Inuyasha pressed the phone to his shoulder as he spoke.
“Sounds like you’re still winning baby brother. Should I call back later?”
“No, ya smug prick. So, how are those meetings going?”
“Slow…but slow. They’re coming along but it is a painfully relaxed pace they’re taking. Oh, can you imagine this; they actually brought up my purchase of the XJ-13, worried about my personal finances.”
“Wow, that’s interesting.”
“Indeed, I cannot wait until this all over. I’d better go, I just wanted to call and see how you were getting on little brother. Don’t stay up too late, you’ve got a big day tomorrow.”
“How big aniki?”
“You are racing the Stelvio Pass tomorrow, it is a bit of a hike so the car will be trailered there. Take whatever you wish if you care to drive yourself there.”
“Sounds good.”
“Talk to you soon otouto.”
“Talk to you soon Sess.”
Inuyasha hung up the phone and set it back on the nightstand as Ginta moved back against him, stirring new life into his cock. Drawing back, Inuyasha thrust in lightly as he rested against the smaller wolf. Growling lightly he let his head rest by Ginta’s neck.
“You want this again Ginta?”
“Hai, Inuyasha.”
Smirking Inuyasha began to hump the wolf once more, the two effectively waking the other ookami on the other side of the bed. Rousing himself Kouga looked over at the two humping, his own member awakening in Hakkaku. The other alpha wolf was already awake, and his cock already aching, though it was confined once more to its cage.
~~~~~~The Next Day~~~~~~
Strolling through the garage Inuyasha took stock of his options. There were a lot of awesome hardtop options, though it was a beautiful day and Inuyasha definitely preferred to have a ragtop to take advantage of it.
There were a lot of great ragtops too, though some were older or rare to the point that Inuyasha was somewhat hesitant over a three hour drive there and a three hour drive back. Some of the newer choices were burdened with flappy paddle gearboxes whereas Inuyasha preferred a true manual.
Searching through the options, Inuyasha struck upon a winner; the Ferrari 550 GTZ. The rare, one of five sports GT was based on the Ferrari 550 Barchetta. Zagato took a small group of the roadsters and re-bodied them with their own design and a ragtop. Ferrari then sold them for a million pounds each, and the rest was history.
“Perfect.”
Inuyasha fired the V12 sports car to life and dropped the roof before easing it out of the garage. Pulling outside he parked the sports car and closed the garage as the driver of the transport truck finished securing the almighty F40 Competizione down. The garage closed up, Inuyasha settled things with the truck’s driver and was off, aiming the sweet convertible towards the Stelvio Pass.
Following the GPS directions on his phone Inuyasha made his way to the Autostrada and quickly had it slotted into sixth gear, the big V12 lazily turning along as the 550 GTZ rolled along. The next three hours passed fairly quickly, with Inuyasha stopping only for fuel and one stop off in a smaller town for a bite to eat and a few glasses of wine.
That was one thing Inuyasha utterly loved about Italy, the red wine. He loved beer, loved liquor, white wine, etc. but deep, dark red wines were his all-time favorite. And boy were they in full force in the Italian hills much to his delight.
Eventually, he made it to the top of the Stelvio Pass and was unsurprised to see a Maserati Gransport MC Stradale waiting for him. Pulling alongside Kouga, Inuyasha parked the 550 GTZ and got out stretching himself out.
“Hello there little puppy.”
“Little puppy?”
“Well maybe you aren’t that little, but you are one sweet puppy.”
“And you’re one obnoxious wolf.”
“I find that debatable.”
Before Inuyasha could retort the two were joined by another, Ling as it turned out. Pulling up in a Ferrari 575 GTZ, the hardtop complement of the 550 GTZ ragtop, the human female got out and greeted them both.
“Well, well, hello you two.”
“Ling, always a pleasure.” Kouga spoke, leaning in and kissing the ningen’s hand.
“Indeed Kouga, and Inuyasha. I’m guessing that 550 is yours?”
“Sesshomaru’s truly, but yeah.”
“Very nice, good to see someone knows how to pick the right car for the occasion.”
“Hey, what’s wrong with a Gransport? This one’s even the MC Stradale.”
“It has racing harnesses in a street car.”
“Valid point.”
“And it is about as comfortable as falling down an open elevator shaft.” Inuyasha chimed in as he watched a Ferrari 458 Spider approaching.
“Hey it is not that bad; it’s no worse than a minor stabbing or sticking a fork in an outlet. And while you two attack my Maserati no one’s saying anything about those two and their zippo of a Ferrari.” Kouga pointed to the Ferrari as he spoke, referencing the wheel well fires several had fallen victim to.
“What are you all going on about?”
Hakkaku questioned as Ginta walked up to the Inuyasha and hugged the slightly taller hanyou, nuzzling up against him lightly.
“Well, well Inuyasha you really left an impression on Ginta. I figured you’d be good but that’s truly impressive.” Ling joked as Ginta was held by the hanyou, who gave her a look before glancing over at the next competitor to arrive.
Advancing towards them was a beautiful Ferrari 330 GTS approached, the sleek red convertible pulling to a stop before a human male, fairly tall and Italian by the look of things. Pulling his sunglasses off the male adjusted his driving gloves as he approached the others.
“Well hello there Nicilo.”
“Ling my dear, buona sera. Ah, and I take it you are the stand-in for Sesshomaru?”
“That’d be me, Inuyasha Takahashi.”
“Nicilo Rossi.”
“Pleasure to meet you.”
“The pleasure’s mine. Going by that hair and your eye color I’m guessing you are brothers?”
“Half-brother’s to be precise, but yeah.”
“Very nice; I just hope you haven’t too much of your sibling’s proficiency behind the wheel.”
“Well, sorry to disappoint but I think I’ll give you a run for your money.”
Any retort by Nicilo was cut off by another Italian V12, this one a Ferrari 365 Daytona Spyder. The suspiciously purple convertible pulled to a stop behind Nicilo’s 330 GTC and sure enough it was Ayame who stepped out.
“Well, if there weren’t enough wolves around here comes one more.”
“Oh you like you’d pass up an opportunity to be with me Inu.”
“Fair enough.”
“Ayame, so good to see you once again.” Nicilo chimed in, giving the wolf demoness a look that suggested he really was quite happy to see her once more.
“Always a pleasure, though I must say I’m feeling lucky today.”
“Oh are you, might want to keep that lucky streak and just sit this one out.” Hakkaku chimed in with a smirk, confident of his forthcoming performance in the race. Before the red head could give him a reply the sound of two engines echoed off the surrounding landscape as two more of the competitors arrived.
A red Zagato TZ3 Stradale and a silver Pagani Huayra both pulled to a stop by the other competitor cars as a ways behind them the first transporter made its way towards the group. Getting from the red homage to the Alfa Romeo TZ, Kendrick approached the others followed by Tanaka who freed himself from the Pagani.
“Well hello, hello everyone.”
“Ah, Inuyasha we meet again puppy.”
“Again with the puppy, though I’m glad to see you came to give me some more of your hard earned money.”
Inuyasha joked, though in truth he was in a bit of a precarious situation. From what Sesshomaru had divulged proper supercars were truly home turf for a lot of the drivers and today they were in Italy, in proper Italian supercars. He’d certainly overcome the other drivers before, but this time he definitely had the odds stacked against him.
Well, in truth they were in nineties racecars, though most were based upon legitimate supercars and in their higher trim level they were no less demanding and even faster and sharper edged. As the first truck arrived and stopped a light blue Aston Martin Vanquish approached and pulled to a stop, Kagura stepping out from behind the wheel.
Behind her, an Aston One-77 approached, the black GT car a special edition model based roughly on the DBS. A Bugatti Veyron Grand Sport Vitesse approached, Miroku getting from the light and dark blue open top monster. The male that got out of the Aston was a human, English Inuyasha guessed, which was confirmed as the young, black haired male spoke.
“Hello all, fine day for a bit of sport isn’t it?”
“Not bad at all, should my car ever arrive.” Kagura spoke, her car strapped down to one of the trucks that had yet to arrive.
“You must be Inuyasha.”
“That’d be me, and you are?”
“Royce Irving, pleasure to meet you.”
“Royce, as in Rolls?”
“Yes, my father was and still is quite the aficionado of the old Roller.”
Inuyasha nodded and looked over as a second truck appeared around the corner. Behind it a Lamborghini Aventador Roadster and a Ferrari F12berlinetta appeared, a Lamborghini Reventon Spyder approaching a moment later. As the three other competitors arrived the final truck pulled around the bend and came to a stop as the movers went about unloading the first of the competitor vehicles.
It was all nineties factory prepped race and supercars. They had to be built between ’90 and ’99 and had to be technically road legal somewhere in the world. As they were unloaded and pulled up into a line, Inuyasha sucked in a subtle breath. Lamborghini GT’s and SV-R’s, a street legal Porsche 911 GT1, a Toyota GT-One road car and an F50 GT, standard Ferrari F40 and an ultra-rare Nissan R390 supercar, a Mercedes-Benz CLK GTR, a McLaren F1 GT and an F1 LM, as well as a Bugatti EB110 SS were unloaded from the trailers and left to warm up.
Finally, Inuyasha saw his own car roll from its trailer, the Ferrari F40 Competizione. The factory prepped version of the already psychotic F40, the Competizione was one of only eight in the world, as well as two identical ‘LM’ designated cars for a total of ten. One of the two happened to follow his Competizione off the trailer, this one a light blue whilst Inuyasha’s retained a factory red.
“Well, this just got a bit serious.”
“Nervous Inuyasha?” Kagura joked as she approached her Toyota GT-One.
“Awed really. Think, they made ten of the F40 Competizione period. We’re about to race two of them, on the street, with rock walls for barriers.”
“True enough, this is pretty damn rarified air. Hell, there’s like thirty of those CLK’s tops, I know there’s only five of the F1 LM’s. Well, six if you count the one prototype they made into one.” Hakkaku spoke as he walked to said British supercar.
“Indeed, so, shall we talk all day or shall we endanger some expensive sheet metal?” Tanaka questioned as he rested on the hood of his Porsche 911 GT1 ‘Strassenversion’.
“No time like the present I suppose.”
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