The Quirks Of Curse Breaking | By : Anguloce Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4020 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Don't think 'cause I understand, I care/ Don't think 'cause I'm talking, we're friends...”
-Sneaker Pimps, “6 Underground”A/N: This story is told from Miroku's point of view and occurs in a modern-day AU. Enjoy, and please review!
I washed my hands absentmindedly, not noticing the steam rising from the sink. I've gotten so good at ignoring the sensations in my hands that a little temporary scalding means nothing to me.
Most people don't believe in curses. They'll look at you and laugh, or get uncomfortable and change the subject before the crazy person can ask any more inane questions about things that aren't real. Unfortunately for these people, they're missing one very important detail:
Curses do exist. Trust me on this one.
I suppose now would be a good time to mention that I myself am afflicted. Kami, do I hate saying that. It sounds like the plot of a bad made-for-TV movie. Now all I need is cancer, amnesia, and a beautiful (preferably scantily-clad) woman weeping at my bedside. But since this is real life and not television, I'm stuck with a cursed right hand and two dog-demon brothers who fight like a pair of, well, dogs.
Oh yeah. Demons and half-demons exist too, as do-
Crash.
“Fuck you, asshole!”
Wonderful. Sounds like the Taisho brothers are at it again. Drying my hands quickly, I made my way back out into the small office and found a heap of silver, red, and black rolling across the floor. Sesshoumaru and InuYasha Taisho were having their morning fight and by the look of death plastered on both of their faces it wasn't going to end anytime soon, so I did the only thing I could: I got out the whistle.
“Don't make me use this,” I threatened, shaking the little silver dog whistle in the scuffling demons' direction. Sighing when they ignored me, I gave three short, hard blasts on the device. Being human I heard nothing, but both brothers immediately stopped and clutched their sensitive ears.
“What the FUCK, Miroku!?” snapped InuYasha, rubbing the fluffy ears on top of his head.
“This Sesshoumaru has warned you about that infernal thing,” growled his older brother, giving me a look of pure hatred.“And I've warned the two of you to behave yourselves.”
“You do realize that we could kill you, right?” asked InuYasha, smiling wryly at his sibling before looking back at me.
I laughed. “Which would in turn kill your business and with it any chance of getting your father's very sizable inheritance.”
Two pairs of golden eyes glared daggers at me. They knew I was right. The Taisho brothers need me just as I need them.
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