Risible Fortuity by BlueHeavensAngel

In which Inuyasha is played for a fool

I came up with this out of no where and foolishly wasted homework time to write this.  When will I ever learn.  >.<

Inuyasha is the property of Rumiko Takahashi.  

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Two days after the well closed I was so overwhelmed by grief that it almost wasn’t even a surprise when Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru appeared on my doorstop, looking just as I remembered them.  It was odd to see them in modern clothing, but I was so happy to see the two of them that small details like that didn’t bother me.  All that mattered was that I didn’t have to lose them at least.

Shortly after our timely reunion I found myself spending more and more time with them.  I wouldn’t say the two brothers were anywhere close to being best of friends, but thankfully for my sanity and my house they no longer had quite so epic battles.  It seemed, though, that Sesshoumaru still had the upper hand even after all this time.

My relationship with Inuyasha settled into one of companionship.  The time we spent apart had snuffed out any romantic feelings between us, but our friendship was as unbreakable as ever.  He even insisted that I leave the enchanted rosary beads around his neck.  Sesshoumaru was, in a way, much the same as he’d always been, although considerably friendlier than he once was.  He seemed to like me more than Inuyasha as far as I could tell, but perhaps that was because I was the only other person who knew who he truly was.

It wasn’t until my family went on a trip one day and the two brothers came to visit that I really had a chance to learn a little more about Sesshoumaru.

“Inuyasha,” I yelled, “Could you come here for a second?  I need help with something.”

“Sure thing,” came his reply.

Suddenly I heard a loud crash and raced to the staircase where I found Inuyasha sprawled on the steps muttering a string of curses.

“What happened!?”

I moved to help him up and spotted Sesshoumaru standing on the other side of the room.  He wrote something down on a piece of paper smirking all the while.  I had the distinct feeling that he was laughing at something.

“I think the bastard tripped me or something!”

Inuyasha attempted to pull away from me and go after Sesshoumaru, but I diffused the situation, not wanting to have my house destroyed.

Sometime later while I was trying to enjoy the beautiful weather outside I found myself playing referee for a verbal sparring match.

“Your ample ineptitude in all affairs continues to astonish me half-breed.”

“What did you say asshole!?”

“Merely that your ineffectiveness is illimitable.”

“I don’t know what you’re going on about Sesshoumaru, but I’m going to kick your ass!”

I had to throw myself between them to stop a full out battle from raging in my yard and I could have sworn that I saw Sesshoumaru write something down, the smirk never fading from his face.

Stressed from the latest near disaster I fell haphazardly on the couch as the brothers took a seat elsewhere in the living room.

“Sesshoumaru,” I called, “could you toss that blanket to me please?”

The blanket flew through the air swiftly in the same moment that Inuyasha had chosen to stand up.  Surprised by the sudden event of having a blanket thrown on him, Inuyasha flailed wildly before crashing to the floor where he continued to struggle futilely underneath the blanket.  Giving Sesshoumaru a surreptitious glance I swore I saw a flash of white beneath the gleaming white of his smirking façade.

At this point I knew that Sesshoumaru was definitely up to something, but I had no clue what.  As I pondered what it could be I wandered into my kitchen for a snack, only to find Inuyasha frantically racing around the living room in search of something.

“Inuyasha...what are you doing?”

“I can smell ramen, but I can’t find any.  I think that bastard is messing with me again.”

I rolled my eyes and opened the fridge only to find the ramen that Inuyasha was searching so desperately for.

“Umm…Inuyahsa…”

“I see my comments earlier were accurate brother.  Your are as inept as ever.”

I spun around to find Sesshoumaru standing near me, paper in hand and a smirk on his face.  I snatched the paper out of his hand and glanced down.

“Sesshoumaru…were…were you using this dog IQ assessment to test whether Inuyasha was mentally handicapped or not?”

“Hn.”

“Why you smug bastard!  Stand still while I wipe that smirk off your face!”

Inuyasha leapt across the room intent on strangling his brother leaving me no choice.

“Sit!”

He plummeted face first into the floor and groaned.  It was Sesshoumaru who broke the silence.

“I suppose I can give you points for that Inuyasha.  At least you are capable of doing something right.”

I tried to bite back my laughter.  Who knew Sesshoumaru had a sense of humor.

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Inspiration for this came from:  http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2010/07/dog.html  Definitely go read her blog.  It's hilarious.  

I hope you liked it.  Please let me know if it is actually funny or if it's just me.  This might just be funnier in my head. I'm not sure.  XP

Thanks for reading everyone!