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Dabbles in Drabbles	By : TheKaytla Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 6650 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own the series Inuyasha, nor its characters.They are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Requirements:

-SessxInu

-Inuyasha is a DANCING teacher (can be any kind of dancing teacher you want, though my hopes are for SEXY dancing D8)

-Sessh the student (I had some random idea of him going in with a wedding crowd, Inu thinking he was the groom so feeling horrible but totally aroused by Sessh when he's giving him private lessons since Sessh doesn't seem to be getting it >>")

-inappropriate feelings arise

-Make it a surprise ending? >>

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Two To... Foxtrot

Inuyasha fiddled with the docking station for his iPod nervously. So nervously, in fact, that his hands were shaking just a tiny bit. Which was fucking ridiculous. It was just a private dance lesson to help a student who really didn't seem to get it. No big deal. It wasn't like this was some cheesey chick flick where they'd be alone, the music would turn slow and there'd be a moment, they'd kiss... and it wasn't a cliche porno where the music would get sexy, they'd have a moment and end up fucking so hard and fast, they slid across the floor.

Nothing like that.

Inuyasha glanced at his student out the corner of his eye and blew out a long breath.

Fucking hell, but when a guy looked like that, he kinda really wanted something to happen... and he wasn't sure which scenario he wanted most, which was the worrying part.

Kagome would skin him a-fucking-live if he got suspicious stains on the floor of her studio.

He shook his head lightly to dispel the image. He wanted to get through this as painlessly as possible; letting his head fill with useless fantasies wasn't helping.

Inuyasha turned, and found his client - Sesshomaru - watching him. He managed a wry smile, feeling more embarrassed than he should under that heavy gaze. "Ah, sorry. Hair was in my eyes."

And he always felt the need to explain every little thing without the youkai ever asking him to. Like he was back in fucking school or something. What was he, a pre-teen with a crush? Hell, no.

He was a man... with a man-crush.

He rubbed a hand briskly over his face. Yeah, thinking like that really made him feel better about this.

As the music started playing, Inuyasha ignored Sesshomaru's continued stare and moved further out onto the dancefloor. "Ok," he said, rolling his shoulders. "We're just gonna dance. Freestyle it. Just move how you want, loosen and warm up."

He took the lead, having long ago grown out of being self-conscious about dancing, and kept an eye on his client in the mirror as the older youkai joined in. He moved well and seemed to have a decent grasp of rhythm, Inuyasha decided. Just held himself back, or was distracted by something.

"So it's a wedding, right?" the hanyou asked when he felt they were both warmed up enough. "Is there going to be formal dancing as well as casual?"

Sesshomaru considered it for a moment. "Most likely. I am not certain, however."

Poor bastard, Inuyasha thought. Didn't even know what he'd be expected to dance, only that he would be expected to dance. Women were terrifying creatures, especially when they started making plans for something. Not for the first time, he congratulated himself for hopping the fence, even if it had been a bit late in the game.

"The Foxtrot seems like the best bet, then. Most of the basic steps are simple four step configurations that can be switched around and improvised depending on the music, and it goes well enough with a huge range of songs that it should see you through the day, no problem."

Sesshomaru merely nodded. He obviously wasn't very talkative. Inuyasha wondered how the hell this woman managed to get him to propose.

The hanyou moved into position, adjusting their pose to dance together: his right hand held in Sesshomaru's left, his left on Sesshomaru's shoulder, and Sesshomaru's right on his waist. "Now just step where I step. You should have this down in no time at all."

As they began to move, Inuyasha fell into his usual mental griping. It really sucked to have to pretend to be the girl whenever some guy didn't have a damn clue how to dance. It was all Kagome's damn fault because she had to go and hurt her leg (he told her not to go drinking in those heels, but did she listen?).

Kagome - his former girlfriend, current friend and all around drill sergeant - managed the dance studio, and it was because of her that he'd found this source of supplementary income. She convinced (read: threatened) him to practice with her when she was training to be a dance instructor and he became surprisingly good at it, so she then convinced (read: threatened) him to help with her classes, and then when she hurt her leg, she convinced (read: threatened) him to take over her classes so she wouldn't lose clients.

Part of him enjoyed it, he admitted. When he was working with some of the hotter, more advanced students, it was really good. Pressing close, hips moving to the rhythm, getting all hot and out of breath... it was kinda like having sex standing up and without any of the messy aftermath. It was just stuff like this that really sucked.

Although... there was something kinda nice about being held by Sesshomaru, he thought.

Then promptly squashed it like an ugly bug. The man was getting married, for fuck's sake!

He managed to keep a clear enough mind that when they started on some more advanced steps, the hanyou noticed Sesshomaru was still being too stiff with his movements. The hanyou pulled back and - hoping like hell his expression was neutral - looked the older youkai up and down, considering.

"You look fit," he decided. "Like you're used to being active and moving around. Am I right?"

A brief glimmer of surprise rippled across Sesshomaru's face. "That's correct. I have studied martial arts since I was a child."

Inuyasha smiled. "So do I. It's actually how I learned to dance, strangely." When Sesshomaru simply stared at him, he explained: "You see, when my friend started learning, she got me to help her, and at first, I really didn't get it... but when I stopped concentrating on it being a dance and just thought of each step as a simple move, all those hours of training to move my body where and how I wanted even when it wouldn't have moved there naturally really helped me keep up with it. I got better really quickly once I started thinking of it like that." He shrugged. "It might help you to think of that way, too."

Sesshomaru nodded. "It's certainly worth a try," he agreed.

They resumed their positions, and Inuyasha guided them through the steps once again, leading them steadily across the floor. He was grinning by the end.

"Hey, that's a lot better. You're getting it now."

They went over the basic steps a few more times, just to make sure Sesshomaru had them down properly and was able to switch between the formations smoothly, the spent the remainder of their time working on the more advanced steps. By the time their allotted two hours were over, Sesshomaru could glide confidently across the floor with ease and grace. Inuyasha was considering offering to teach him other dances, ones that would prove more of a challenge for such a quick study.

That was purely a professional courtesy, of course. He wanted to help Sesshomaru be prepared for his wedding. He certainly had no ulterior motives, like wanting to spend more time with him...

He crushed that like every other traitorous thought he'd had throughout the evening and made to pull back away from Sesshomaru, but the hand on his waist firmed, holding him still. Confused, he looked up, only to find the older youkai's expression uncharacteristically intense. He distinctly saw the moment those brilliantly amber eyes fell down to his lips, and he swallowed.

What... was Sesshomaru doing?

He was leaning in, was what he was doing. Holy shit, was all Inuyasha could think as he watched Sesshomaru's face move steadily closer to his own. Chick flick moments like this really happen? Seriously?

He absorbed the kiss; it was hesitant at first, but only for a moment. Then their lips pressed firmly together, while Inuyasha remained shocked and confused and torn between being damn interested in what was happening and doing the right thing. It was only when the older youkai started to deepen the kiss that Inuyasha finally accepted this was really wrong and jerked his head away, wiggling out of Sesshomaru's arms.

The inuyoukai kept a strong grip on his hand, though, and he found he couldn't get free. "What's wrong?" Sesshomaru asked, ignoring Inuyasha's attempts to free himself.

Inuyasha paused and gaped at him. He sounds so calm about it! "What the hell do you think you're doing? Do you even remember why you're here? You're getting married!"

One of Sesshomaru's thin eyebrows arched. "No, I'm not. I'm one of the best men, so I'm required to learn how to dance."

Inuyasha blinked owlishly. "Oh." Well, that made him feel like an idiot. "Well... that's good, then."

Amusement passed over Sesshomaru's face before composure returned. "Shall we continue, then?"

Inuyasha flushed. Hell, he's so blunt! But he couldn't deny he wanted it, so he nodded.

Sesshomaru smiled, and Inuyasha was so surprised, he wasn't able to fight it when the youkai pulled him back against him. But with strong and elegant fingers tangling in his hair and sliding under his shirt to stroke along his spine, fighting the kiss was the last thing on his mind.

Somewhere along the way, Inuyasha lost track of time. When he regained his senses, they were on the floor. Sesshomaru was leaning over him, his shirt undone and hanging open. Inuyasha's T-shirt had vanished to some unknown corner of the room, and the top button on his jeans was open.

He sucked in a breath. He might (embarrassingly) fall victim to the romantic cliche moment, but no way in hell was this going to turn into some kind of cheesey porno; he wasn't that easy! He put a hand on Sesshomaru's chest and pushed a little, ignoring how hot the skin felt, and how enticingly firm the muscles were.

"We can't... we can't do this," he said, trying to slide out from underneath. "Not yet. Definitely not here."

To his relief (and slight disappointment), the older inuyoukai sat back and began buttoning his shirt. "Yes... Perhaps it is rather soon," he agreed. "We should take more time to get to know each other more."

"Yeah..." Inuyasha looked around the room. No sign of his shirt. Shit. He didn't have anything to change into, either, so that meant he had to sit there like he was perfectly fine with being half-naked in front of the guy he really wanted to jump. "Yeah. You're right. I'm pretty sure you have other classes booked, right?"

"That's right."

"So maybe... I dunno... we can see what happens after that. If we're still interested and everything."

Sesshomaru watched him in silence for a moment. "If we happen to be, perhaps you might come to the wedding with me. I find myself without a date still."

Inuyasha blinked, surprised. And a little off-balance. "Ah... well... if we're still into each other... maybe. We'll have to see closer to the time, I guess..." He's still being so damn direct! Change the subject. That was what he needed to do. "So, uh... whose wedding is it, anyway?"

"My father's. He's marrying a ningen woman."

Inuyasha smiled. "What a coincidence. My mother's getting married to a youkai, too."

They both froze as that sunk in and stared at each other.

"What's your mother's name?"

"Izayoi... Takahashi..." Inuyasha said hesitantly, and realised from the instant recognition on Sesshomaru's face that he'd just been making out with his future step-brother. To say that he freaked out would be an understatement.

However, when he tried to back away from the situation before it became any weirder, Sesshomaru caught him and pulled him into a searing kiss that electrified his nerves and blocked any and all rational thought right up until his back hit the wooden floor once again.

He stared up at the other youkai in shock. "Sesshomaru...?"

From his position comfortably straddling the hanyou's thighs, Sesshomaru used one hand to begin unbuttoning his shirt again. "You're overreacting to this development," he said calmly, almost reasonably. "So you leave me with no choice but to show you it changes nothing." A slow, sly smile spread across his face. "Let us begin bonding, little brother."
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