A/N: So, who said I could stay away! I found myself having an urge to write another epic adventure of Inu/Sesshy because I love the pairing =) I have found that I have some free time and my first fanfic got some good results amongst some bad but nothing is perfect right =o Anyways, I decided to play with the Inuyasha world again, that and I pretty much am not into details enough to write any other anime -_- So its epic AU and probably major OOC, so fair warning, don't bit my head off :] Yaoi? Yah duh! Enjoy! Also I don't own Inuyasha or anything related to the Inuyasha world.

How to Train an Inu-Prince

Chapter One: Pampered Pooch

The vast room was dark, every fine piece of furniture cast in a deep darkness that made the room itself seem as if it was in a deep slumber much like its only occupant. Like the porcelain mirror, the person sleeping restfully amongst piles of soft blue pillows, snuggled deep under warm fur was beautiful, seeming fragile, forbidden to touch as beams of light snaked over pale, flawless skin. The warm beams highlighted the sleeping occupant, glittering and reflecting, bringing the form to life, causing the room's owner to rouse and blink against the intrusive rays. The world was now awake and so was he…

"Who the hell turned on the damn sun! Make it piss off!"

The young maid was use to the surly young prince by now, she had after all, been waking the young male, ever since he was old enough to sleep in his own private quarters. She could only be so lucky as to escape before the loud, foul mouth royalty awoken. Every single morning she was to open the billowing curtains so that the sun could announce that is was indeed a new day, and every morning she was to force the prince to rise so that he could begin his lessons. Of course being the spoiled brat that he was, doing these simple tasks had made many maids resign from their position; she however, liked her job, and had learned to deal with the prince and his bratty ways.

"Prince Inuyasha, it is time to rise, breakfast is waiting and so are your tutors."

Inuyasha was in a foul mood, but then again every morning he was in a foul mood because he had just moments before been deep into amazing fit of sleep, greatly enjoying his warm and soft bed and then came Pi, his all too cheerful maid. He was a young man now, he thought annoyed as he flopped over onto his stomach, face buried in soft fur, why the hell did he need a maid to wake him? Only pups needed such a thing! Granted, he would, yes, probably sleep half the day if left up to his own choice, but he was a prince, he could do whatever the hell he pleased, least last time he'd checked, the job description came with. At his warm covers being stripped away from his half-clad body, he growled and groaned, or perhaps some mix between the two, before grumbling muttered curses into the bedding. Why couldn't this one be put off by his impassive attitude and trot off like the rest of them? Least he'd have a few days to sleep past the rising of the sun before he was forced awake again by the replacement.

"Prince Inuyasha," the woman practically sung as she set out his daily robes across the edge of his bed, "your food will get cold and your father will force you off to your lessons without food if you do not rise."

Inuyasha huffed, rising and groaning, blowing a long silvery white strand from his face. He rose to a full sit, arms stretching above his head, lithe body stretching as he yawned. His long, gleaming hair brushed against his bare back, tickling him slightly so he shook the mass of strands over one shoulder and smacked his lips like a dog rising from a nap. How fitting… Triangular, furry ears flattened against his gleaming head as he yawned again before springing up, twitching as Inuyasha sniffed at the air, discerning what was for breakfast. His stomach growled at the smell of sizzling meat amongst other delicious smells. He would be pretty grouchy if he did not get breakfast. With a grouchy grunt, he rolled out of bed and onto his feet… bare as the day he was born…

"Lord Inuyasha!" Pi sputtered as her face turned a bright crimson and she dropped the discarded night clothes he should have been wearing.

Inuyasha rolled his eyes and shrugged, he was a bit too toasty last night so he had stripped, not as if there was anyone around to notice if he slept nude. Besides, he thought as he scooped up his robes and headed to the bathing pools, she had gotten plenty on peeks in her time as his maid. He was famous for forgetting his clothing before entering the baths and walking stark naked through the palace back to his chambers. Hell half of the staff knew what he was blessed with, he saw no problem with what he had hanging about…

Ignoring Pi, he headed the baths for a quick dunk, the heated water warming his skin. He didn't know why he had to take a bath in the morning and at night, as if he did anything other than sleep between the two cleanings? Utterly pointless. He now travelled through the castle, a silvery robe that was a bit lighter than his hair with blue and gold lantern patterns sewn into the artfully soft silk adorning his figure as he headed towards the dining hall. He entered with his normal attitude, ignoring the servants who bowed and mumbled greetings of good morning as he took his customary place across from his mother.

His mother, Izayoi, smiled at him, her warm brown eyes lighting with humor at her son's usual morning grogginess. "Good Morning Inuyasha, did your sleep restfully?"

Inuyasha spearing a little of everything and shoveling it into his wide mouth, paused, and glanced at his mother with his mouth full to the brim. Swallowing hard, he gave his lips a lick and grin with half of his mouth. "Yea it was alright until what's her name woke me up, I don't see why she can't let me sleep longer."

"What's her name is called Pi," Inutaishou, his father, inserted himself into the conversation giving him a stern look, "and she wakes you because you are already a lazy slob who would sleep the day away if allowed." This caused Izayoi to chuckle and brought an indignant red hue to Inuyasha's puffed cheeks. "Now hurry and finish your food, I have business to attend to today and you will attend training."

Inuyasha's golden eyes widened in a guilty manner as he gulped down a rather large piece of fish, coughing as he nearly choked. How had his father found out about that…

Inutaishou eyes narrowed at his son as he place down his eating utensils. "Yes Inuyasha, I have been informed of your many absences from training. If you think you will lounge around here all day and become spoiled and useless, you must have forgotten who your father is."

"That's a stupid thing to say father, you remind me every damn day," Inuyasha whispered beneath his breath as he was being scolded. Of course he truly did have to have a short memory because he didn't seem to remember that his father's hearing was far better than his own. The fist to the head he received and the knot rising seemed to be the perfect reminder however.

"Now if you are done," his father spoke continuing where he left off, "you will attend all portions of your training today and if I receive even one, one message that you have given any one problem, it's off to training schooling for you."

Inuyasha's head snapped around so fast that his hair was still half suspended in the air by the time his head had made its full turn. "Training school!" His exclamation only earned him a hard stare which shut him up right away. Training school was his ultimate nightmare… it was like hell, lap dogs in training, evil bastards yelling shit all day, waking up at the crack of dawn… No… no way could he leave his pampered lifestyle for that.

"I'm glad you see things my way," his father said with a self-satisfied smirk at his son's indignant look. "This is your last warning Inuyasha… one more problem and off you go. No exceptions."

Izayoi was quiet through the entire exchange, amusement in her eyes, and a pleasant expression on her face. Her husband had made this threat many times before. She knew the big brute had a soft spot for his younger son after all, he did fear he was a fragile thing. She glanced at her grumpy son, wondering just how long he could go without causing some kind of commotion.

ooOOOooOOOoo

This business you have, Izayoi said behind her husband as she slipped her arms around his neck, "are you going to see that woman?" She laid her dark head on her husband's broad back, long black hair trailing to the floor as they both knelt.

Inutaishou sighed and shook his head, long silver ponytail swishing lightly. "I am not going to see her Izayoi you know this, I am going to visit Sesshomaru."

"Ah yes, your eldest son… when exactly do you plan on telling Inuyasha that he has an older half-brother?"

Inutaishou chuckled at such a question. "And what good would come from that? You know Inuyasha's personality and you know Sesshomaru's personality from the time he dwelled in this castle before he left to discover the fighting techniques of the world."

Izayoi too chuckled, "I suppose you are right dear husband, but surely they will meet somehow in the future? You intend to pass this castle onto Sesshomaru do you not?"

Inutaishou again sighed. "Perhaps, this is Sesshomaru we speak of, I never can read what that particular son's intentions are. Either way, those two meeting would be nothing but disaster for Sesshomaru's mother has passed her hatred of humans and half demons onto him."

Izayoi kissed him on the cheek and smiled. "You never know husband, fate has a weird way of bringing opposites together."

ooOOOooOOOoo

Sesshomaru had known their prestigious visitor was his esteemed father. He could tell by the way his mother had dressed in her most flattering outfit; there was also the look of both mild happiness and annoyance upon her face. There was also the busy bustling of servants running to and fro to prepare for his visit.

He wondered silently what had brought his father so far, probably simply to check up on his progress. It had been a very long time since his father had brought home that human woman as a wife and he'd went his separate ways from the castle which he had grown up. He wondered if the feeble aging creature he was to call a step mother still lived. He shrugged the thought away from his mind, not particularly caring either way.

It was only mere moments before than man who was just gracing his thoughts was gracing his receiving hall in that overpowering way that he graced everything else. Just standing there he had an air of power around him that demanded attention. A prodding at his foot from his mother told him that she found it necessary for him to rise from the seat where he'd been lounging. He bowed curtly to his father and stood idly while his parents exchanged greetings, awkward as it was, before his father was strolling towards him with a merry expression that didn't fit the Daiyoukai.

"Sesshomaru my son, how are things?"

Sesshomaru would bite his father if he hugged him; he was far too old for the crushing bear hugs the tall man loved to give him as a child, practically suffocating him. "All is well father," he said in the stoic tone that showed no particular interest in anything or anyone. "I've completed many of the trainings I found while on my journey and I find that there is not much else for me to learn."

That caused his father to chuckle deeply and shake his head. "That confident are you? Fair enough, I will take your word for it, perhaps one day I'll test that theory. Meanwhile what do you plan to do with your spare time?" His father asked with a raise of his silver brow.

Sesshomaru rolled his eyes in youthful revolt and fold his arms across his expensively clad chest. "If this is leading into a mate discussion father, I am not hearing it."

Inutaishou broadly smiled and shook his head. "Still avoiding the topic again are we? One of these days you will have to at least consider having an heir with."

"And who exactly am I supposed to consider father? Our breed is not exactly bustling with women in which to breed if any at all."

His father shrugged. "True, our species is not as it used to be due to war, but that does not mean you cannot find a good woman outside of our breed."

Sesshomaru and his mother both scoffed and Inutaishou knew that if he didn't end it there he would be bombed with a rant along the lines of "not mixing blood" and "repopulating if there was not a human in life to ruin things". That always made him laugh, simply because Sesshomaru's mother was not having more offspring and all future generations would be family until someone mixed the blood line and created half breeds.

Inutaishou raised his hand in a show of resignation and chuckled. "Fine, fine, that discussion is over, tell me more about these studies of yours. Also I come baring a gift for you..."

Sesshomaru watched from his window later that day with his mother as his father's carriage drove away from the castle, the sword his father had brought as a gift resting beside him. He still had no clue what the point of the old rusted thing was meant for. He could feel power within it but as far as he knew it had no obvious purpose… His father had left with some vague message about discovering its power on his own. He rolled his eyes, what a bother.

His mother was standing annoying close giving him a knowing look and he snapped. "What!"

She smiled wickedly and an amused gleam was in her eyes. "I notice you did not tell your father that you had accepted the job of a trainer in that prestigious demon school."

Sesshomaru huffed. "Father does not need to know everything about my life nor do I found it overly important to have told him. Demons come from all over to train there and I want to test my power, it's as simple as that."

ooOOOooOOOoo

"INUYASHA! YOU GODDAMN STUPID BRAT."

Inuyasha winced and his ears flattened to his head as more strings of curses were thrown at him from his instructor. He was fucked… he was so fucked that it was borderline rape. His father was even today returning from his trip and he knew that he was screwed. The day had been going well; he was actually following instructions practicing his range attacks. But of course Inuyasha's attention span was not long enough to go about slinging out attacks at targets without growing bored… so he decided to do as told… just with his eyes closed… since he was such a pro and all.

Of course with his oh so grand luck he had in fact aimed for a very old and immensely huge tree, his consecutive attacks cutting through the thick branch like a saw. One could easily guess what came next… it fell over. The problem was not that the tree fell over… no, the problem, and irony of the story, was that it fell right on top of the castles weapon's storage. Inuyasha groaned even now as he remembered everything going lowly before his eyes. Why did the stupid tree have to fall in that direction, and why was the weapon house not sturdier. It would have been one thing if it just split the house down the middle, but it didn't… it completely demolished the building, burying thousands of weapons and possible ruining many of them…

He stayed in the shadows as people scrabbled to see how much was damage was done, but mostly to hide from his instructor who was big and seething and ready to beat him to a pulp.

Did his luck, or lack thereof stop there? No of course it didn't. There was the all too distinct sound of horses and a carriage entering the gates even amongst the chaos and he knew exactly who it was. All was quiet for a few heart stopping minutes for Inuyasha, from his view point he could see his father emerging from the carriage, surveying the situation and calmly wondering what happened. He was only calm for so long however since Inuyasha's instructor came bounding up, bowing and proceeding to explain the situation.

It was another few seconds of quiet before his ears were ringing again from his father's angry words. "Inuyasha!" Inutaishou called out, annoyance evident in his voice, "that's it! You have reached my final point of patience. You are off to training school!"

"Fuck," he breathed out in despair; after all, being sent to that place could only be explained by uttering that one word.

A/N: So yah, I get these names from google, I have yet to see the third movie, so forgive name mistakes? It said Inu-daddy had no name other than Inutaishou or maybe Touga? Something like that, anyways there you go~ SO I don't know how it would work out if Inubaby was actually 500 in here cause his mother would be dirt by then so um… let's just say in the universe he ages normally til he hits 18 where he stays like that for a long ass time :D