Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from Inuyasha show. Rumiko Takahashi is the one who owns them. I do not own Inuyasha fandom either (strange isn’t it?) This fan fiction is not a commercial project, and I am not making any money from writing it.

Warnings: Eee… Not too sure yet…

Summary: Inuyasha and Sesshomaru are engaging in one of their never-ending battles over Tessaiga, when all of a sudden a demon interrupts them. And why the devil is Sesshomaru so stunned? What is so unique about this demon?! Huh? Another demon with silver hair?

A/N 1: Ok… For those, who doesn’t know, Sesshoimaru’s name means The Killing Perfection.

A/N 2: Now, there is an OC in this story. His name is Taromaru. I’ve made his name from:

                  Taro – Japanese name meaning "great son," or "eldest son." It is usually given to the first-born son.

                  Maru – perfection.

A/N 3: In the future I may change the title of this story because I thought it up on a spot… But who knows… Maybe I won’t. ^_^

A/N 4: Sorry for the mistakes. I am not a native speaker, so please bear with it.

Chapter 1 The Beginning of Sesshomaru’s Nightmare

Loud sounds of metal clashing against metal could be heard all around the small forest clearing. The birds that had been singing their happy song just a few minutes ago were now fleeing away from their comfortable branches. The animals that were in the range of the unwelcome noise were also in a rush to abandon the place. The forest was becoming much quieter, well, except for the scraping sounds of metal, accompanied by a few grunts, growling sounds and curses.

There was an especially loud curse and a huge sword come flying from behind the higher bushes. It flew past the tall tree and landed on the ground with its tip firmly set in the hard surface. The fang-shaped sword vibrated for a few seconds after the impact and stilled. The sword hummed and shrank to its normal size.

A few seconds passed and a red clad figure burst into the very same clearing the sword was resting in. The red dressed man jumped towards the firmly set sword and attempted to once again grasp the weapon tightly in his hand. However, it was impossible, as a green poisonous whip slashed just a few millimeters away from his outstretched hand. The red-dressed figure cursed and withdrew his hand from the sword.

“Bastard!” He spat at the demon that emerged from the very bushes the sword had flew in, a few moments ago.

The whip returned to its original master’s fingertips. The green glow not ceasing, the demon narrowed his eyes at the hanyou standing before him.

“The great sword is not to be used by the likes of you, hanyou,” the hateful voice informed the growling half-demon.

“Keh! You can’t hold it so what use does it have to you?”

The fire-rat’s robe fluttered and the white haired half-demon lounged at his half-brother in an attempt to slash him down, “Sankontessou!”

The attack was futile like it had always been. The white-dressed demon avoided the attack with ease and even managed to slash the half-breed a few times with his poisonous whip. Inuyasha landed in a crouched position, his right hand’s claws digging into the dirt, while his left arm was covering his sensitive nose with the sleeve of his red haori.

“At least I have enough time to produce an efficient attack,” the answer from Sesshomaru was.

“Feh!” Inuyasha huffed and crouched as if readying himself for another lunge.

“Inuyasha!” Kagome, Sango, Miroku, Shippo and Kirara entered the clearing and stopped in their tracks as the two brothers engaged in another series of blows.

“Why did Sesshomaru sheathed his sword when he knocked Tessaiga out of Inuyasha’s grasp?” Miroku asked in confusion after noticing Tojikin safely tucked behind the purple-yellow sash around Sesshomaru’s waist.

“You are right. I wonder why…” Sango answered the monk with a frown of her own.

“Maybe he is not as bad as we thought him to be?” Kagome suggested, nervously biting her lower lip.

“I bet it’s his honor thing…” Shippo drawled while sitting on Kagome’s shoulder, when three pairs of eyes set on him. “What? The demon Lord is too honorable to fight an unarmed being.” The kit shrugged in an all-knowing way and fixed his eyes on Inuyasha, who was currently lying on the ground and cursing.

The half demon scrambled to his feet and readied his claws. He dug them into his wounded and bleeding right upper arm and attacked his brother with renewed strength, “Hijinkessou!”

“Hm, I guess you are right, Shippo,” Miroku answered the fox kit. “But still…”

“I don’t know…” Kagome stood with a thoughtful expression on her face. “Each time we meet Sesshomaru, it’s always the same pattern: Inuyasha screams about his brother being a bastard and lunges himself at him, while Sesshomaru goes on and on about Tessaiga being too good for the likes of the hanyou.” The girl tapped her finger on her chin. “The outcome of the battle is always the same as well: Sesshomaru leaves without Tessaiga and Inuyasha ends up all bruised and in a mess.” She looked up at her companions and asked, “Isn’t that so?”

“Yes, I guess you are right, Kagome,” Sango answered and turned to the two inhuman beings battling for the umpteenth time before their eyes.

“You know, I think it’s how Sesshomaru shows his brother that he cares about him. Don’t you think so?” The girl lifted her brown orbs and met her two friends frowning. “You don’t?”

“Well, it’s hard to say what Sesshomaru is thinking,” Miroku said with uncertainty. “He is a demon, Kagome-sama, he is not a human being. We cannot simply assume that he has human emotions. Have you ever seen him showing some kind of emoti-…”

“But look, we do not interfere in their fights anymore and why is that?” Kagome reasoned. “It’s because we know that Sesshomaru won’t kill Inuyasha. We know that he will only beat a little sense into his stubborn head and the fight will be over. Look, even now, Sesshomaru can calmly walk over to where Tessaiga is embedded and take it. But no, he chooses to fight Inuyasha.”

A loud yelp rippled through the clearing and the small group concentrated on the battle. Inuyasha was once again on the ground and glaring at the demon lord, who was hovering above him and flexing his deadly claws. The fingers crackled, when bones adjusted to the soon-to-follow attack, and once again glowed green.

“Inuyasha, rash like always and without a single thought about such thing as tactics,” the monotonous voice teased the fallen hanyou and a small smirk eased its way on the stoic face of the taiyoukai. “The absence of thought will lead to your death.” The hand rose as if to strike the half-demon, when all of a sudden Sesshomaru stiffened. His eyes widened.

Inuyasha saw an opening and attacked. The blow took Sesshomaru by surprise, knocking the demon down on the solid ground.

“Keh! To hell with the tactics, bastard,” Inuyasha growled with a satisfied grin on his face. He was standing with his full height and their positions were reversed. Inuyasha beamed with glee that he was able to land a full blow on his half-brother, when he noticed that Sesshomaru was still sitting on the ground and not moving an inch. His brother’s golden gaze was fixed somewhere behind the small inu-group. “Oi! What the hell are yo-”

Kagome saw Sesshomaru look up their way and stiffened, “I-is he looking at us?” She stammered and gulped down the nervous laugh.

“It seems so…” Miroku answered in a hushed voice.

“I don’t like that…” Shippo shivered and tried to hide behind Kagomes black hair.

Kagome was about to break the uncomfortable silence and tense atmosphere, when an unfamiliar youki flared behind the three humans. Kagome’s eyes widened. The youki she was feeling, was overwhelming. She slowly turned around and managed to catch only a flash of something white pass her by. She instantly swirled back and saw something she had never dreamed of seeing.

Sesshomaru was up on his feet now and in a fierce hug of another man. The demon Lord’s eyes were wide in astonishment and surprise. Kagome had never seen Sesshomaru to look so out of character. The miko cast a glance at Miroku and Sango, who were standing on her right. Their expressions were very similar to hers. She once again fixed her gaze on the two beings entwined in the center of the small clearing. Inuyasha was standing just a few feet away from them and looked as surprised as everyone else were. He was gaping at the two demons before him with his mouth open.

“What a hell?” The hanyou mouthed but didn’t move from the spot.

The question seemed to snap Sesshomaru out from his daze. He blinked. Once. Twice. Then he turned his head a little to the side and mouthed a name that was unfamiliar to the company that was present.

“Ta-ro-maru..?”

“Uwah! So you do remember me, huh, pup?” The happy sonorous voice filled the now silent forest area.

The demon pulled away from Sesshomaru at arm’s length, his hands on Sesshomaru’s shoulders, and took a better look at the arrogant demon Lord. His gaze was evaluating as well as calculating. The demon tipped his head to the side and his silver hair that were tied in a low ponytail, followed its suit. He made a thoughtful face. One hand left Sesshomaru’s shoulder and landed on the demon’s chin.

“But you have grown since the last time I saw you…” The demon drawled and clacked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. “Oh well, whatever!” The demon smiled and his sharp, white fangs flashed in the sunshine. He grabbed the still stunned Sesshomaru into yet another hug and lifted him from the ground. To everyone’s surprise he started circling Sesshomaru around himself. He held the demon lord as if he were some small pup.

Inuyasha was stunned into silence. Yeah, he could understand that someone could be stunned momentarily or dazed or stupefied or whatever… But for god’s sake! His brother was rendered immobile… He couldn’t understand how his arrogant bastard of a brother, was letting himself being handled like that. He cast a glance at his pack.

Inuyasha’s amber eyes were wide. Too wide for Kagome’s tastes but she could understand the poor hanyou. She was as stunned as everyone else. She couldn’t grasp what was happening anymore. One moment the half-brothers were fighting their ‘routine’ battle, when all of a sudden this… this unknown demon barged into the clearing and flung himself onto Sesshomaru. Am I going insane or what? She wondered. Maybe I’m dreaming? Yeah… I might be dreaming. Kagome tried pinching her arm. It hurt. Ok… Then it’s not a dream. She focused on the strange pair, which now stopped swirling. She noticed that Sesshomaru was trying to place his cool mask into place. His eyebrow twitched.

The stranger released the demon Lord and smiled, oblivious to the people around him. “I’m so happy to see you again, my li’l brother!”

To the horror of Sesshomaru, Taromaru pressed a sloppy kiss on the demon Lord’s forehead, exactly on the crescent moon that adorned his pale brow.

Hell… That is the worst day of my life… Was the first coherent thought that entered Sesshomaru’s mind after the two crushing hugs in one day!