InuYasha Fan Fiction / Azumanga Daioh Fan Fiction ❯ Enough is Enough ❯ If I were a Slug ( Chapter 3 )

 

The basement was dark, though he could have the light on, he preferred the darkness. Not there was much to do in the darkness, but there was no more to do in the light, so he might as well go with the one that made his eyes hurt less. Even though he preferred the dark he left the door open so that the light from upstairs cut through the darkness like a hot knife through butter. It had taken a good portion of the week to make the basement suitable for human, er, demon life. Which also proved to be a time when demonic blood showed its downside. Due to the dust that rose from every step one took Inuyasha was unable to help much with the cleaning. Luckily Yuki and Souta were able to clear out most of the dust so Inuyasha was able to come down and help move all the boxes that were too big for Yuki and too heavy for Souta. And even then Inuyasha was forced to stop every now and then due to a sudden sneeze. Finally four days after they had begun the basement was clean. Bare, but at least inhabitable for life forms that did not crawl on four or more legs. A small bed rested with its side to the wall at the farthest corner. Across from it was a small desk and chair that was meant for studying, he already knew that that would remain unused.

Sitting on the bed Inuyasha reflected on all that had happened in the past few days, how he longed for a window. But with being below the ground and what not, the prospect of a window was less than zero. leaning back against the wall Inuyasha idlely played with the new locket around his neck, it was a present from Mrs...Yuki. He thought about what had happened not long ago.

 

---Flashback---

 

Inuyasha growled as he wiped his nose with the sleeve of his haiori for what seemed the hundredth time that hour. Souta snickered in the background, apparently he found the aspect of his hero being allergic to dust oddly hilarious, this, much like everything else about the new era only served to infuriate him as he took a menacing step towards the young boy. Knowing that staying would only result in a couple of painful lumps to match the ones he got yesterday he hightailed it out of the basement, nearly bowling over his own mother in his haste to get out of range of the hanyou's claws.Yuki merely smiled at him, as she walked down the steps. Inuyasha scoffed at her knowing smile, yet he couldn't resist the cocky smirk that appeared on his face, "Inuyasha could you come here a minute?" He made a big show of rolling his eyes, letting go an exasperated sigh and slowly walking to where she stood at the foot of the stairs. "What?" He growled making his voice as gruff and uncaring as possible, to which she just smiled, completely killing his fiasco of gruff uncaring ness and indifference. She pulled out of an envelope a stack of papers as well as a couple of ID's with blank spaces for the photo's, "As promised, I contacted my friend at work and called in a personal favor. It took quite some convincing, but eventually got it done, so here you are." She handed him the papers and ID's, "For convenience I let you keep your first name, however I had to submit a last name seeing as how you never gave me one, I hope that's alright." he merely nodded, he didn't know his last name, and frankly he didn't care much anymore, "Great, from now on you'll be known as Inuyasha Higurashi." He looked up at her startled by the information, "H-H-Higurashi? But..." Yuki merely shook her head, "Don't worry about it, I listed you as my adoptive son." Inuyasha was at a loss of words, he rarely, if ever, lost his composure, but now was one of those times. Yuki studied his face carefully, on it appeared, though only briefly, surprise, excitement, anger, fear and joy. But his voice was what threw her off, "I don't deserve this."

His tone was so plain, so detached that she could have sworn she was talking to a robot if it weren't for her knowing it was indeed the real Inuyasha. " what do you mean?" Inuyasha could only shake his head as he turned his back to her, "I'm a hanyou I don't deserve any of this...this kindness, compassion, understanding. hell, I don't even deserve to live."

"But wha..."

"You don't understand. I mean how could you? You didn't grow up being hated by everyone just because you were different. I was shunned for blood that I had no fault belonging to. Even animals loathed me, I couldn't go outside the castle grounds for fear of attack of the many wolves and wild dogs. The only person that loved me was my mother, and then she too was taken away from me. I was on my own at the age of four. Everyday was a struggle for survival. I went days, weeks, sometimes months without a meal. Constantly hunted by youkai and human alike, I had rare moments of peace. Always running, stealing scraps of food from human villages just to survive. And when I was caught I was beaten to the brink of death, then thrown from the village. Finally at the age of sixteen my body stopped growing and I was able to live in peace for a couple of years. Then I met her.

"Kikyo, the miko entrusted to protecting the fabled jewel, the Shikon no Tama. From rumors I got off demons just before I killed them I was able to track the jewel to a village not far from where I resided. Like many before me I attempted to steal the Shikon for my own selfish purposes. And also like many others I was thwarted by the miko, yet I was different. All the other demons she killed without a second glance. Yet every time I attempted to steal the jewel all she did was pin my clothes to a tree so that I was unable to move and merely tell me to forget about taking the jewel. As time went by I continued to make attempts at swiping jewel, but never actually succeeding. Eventually I grew attached to the miko, and began to follow her wherever she went. Finally after about a year of tailing her I discovered I wasn't attached to the miko. I was in love with her. She also confessed she felt the same way about me. I finally felt that life was going right for a change. But, I guess what they say about hanyou's is true, we really are as stupid, as we are worthless."

Yuki was shocked, she had come here to give Inuyasha his documents, and a gift, and she was rewarded with frightening and horrible insight on his past. Then his last words dawned on her, and her look of shock was replaced with a frown and before she knew it instinct took over. A sharp pain shot through Inuyasha's cheek yet again as Yuki's hand connected with it in a violent collision of flesh. Before long though, his other cheek was in similar pain, she had struck him again! But she wasn't finished, she struck him again, and again. Inuyasha reeled back slightly, stunned that someone, especially a human woman would have the audacity to lay a hand on him. He could tell he must have said something wrong, because she was trembling in silent anger, but what? Every word he'd said was true. "Now...you...listen here...young man," Her voice trembled with suppressed anger and restrained fury, "just because you are half-demon doesn't mean your weak, pathetic or stupid. While it is true that you are at often times reckless and idiotic you are in no way less of a man...uh, demon, whatever. In fact in this era you are better than most human men, at least you haven't impregnated anyone...have you?" Inuyasha could feel the heat rising to his face before he bellowed out a undignified "NO!!" Merely nodding her head she kept on as if the question had never happened, "and don't you ever let me hear you say such things about yourself ever again."

"But they're all true!" (Slap)

"I don't care if they are or not or I swear Inuyasha...I'll....I'll....I'll ground you!"

Inuyasha couldn't help but falling to the ground, "G-g-ground me?! How is that a threat?!" Yuki however didn't seem phased as she continued to glare at him.

"You'll see in due time. Now promise me."

"But I..."

"Promise me."

"I can't..."

"Promise me!"

"For fucks sake..."

"Promise me Inuyasha!!"

"FINE!! I FUCKING PROMISE!!"

It took a while for Yuki to be satisfied by Inuyasha's response, and after having him promise a couple more times she let the subject drop as if it'd never happened. Suddenly the smile returned to her face as she remembered what she'd come for, pulling out a locket from her pocket she handed it to Inuyasha, "Inuyasha, this is for you." Inuyasha gave the locket a weary look, but took it none the less. After a couple of seconds of examining it Yuki began to grow impatient, "Well, put it on." Inuyasha looked up and gave her a look that clearly stated "You gotta be kidding right?" But Yuki either didn't see the look, or chose not to acknowledge it, "Well, what are you waiting for?" Inuyasha was about to tell her he was waiting for hell to freeze over, but chose against it. Grudgingly he slipped the locket over his head and adjusted it around his neck and below his rosary. Just as he let go of the locket a wave of what could only be described as jumping into the lake in winter coursed through his body electing a involuntary shiver. He looked up at Yuki and saw that her smile had increased, "So it does work." He was about to ask what worked when Yuki ushered him to the bathroom. Resisting slightly Inuyasha turned his head to look at her when she twisted his head back so that he could at his reflection in the mirror. He couldn't believe it. Looking back at him was his reflection, well, minus his ears, "What...where...WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY EARS?!" Reaching up a tentative hand to the place where his ears had been, oddly enough he could feel his ears, but he just couldn't see them. "I got this locket from another friend of mine. A real nice young man, if a bit of a hentai." Inuyasha's mind instantly traveled to Miroku, and he amused himself with the image of Yuki slapping him senseless just as Sango use to do. But he didn't get far before he banished the though, 'Miroku died centuries ago...but maybe...nah.' "As you can see the locket has a concealment spell on it, though not very precise or powerful, it gets the job done. Your claws, fangs, and eyes are all still the same. I think you can keep the fangs and the eyes, but you will have to file down your claws. Oh, that's right, we have to go shopping. We'll leave as soon as dinner is done, I have a feeling were gonna be home late." She turned and walked up the stairs, Inuyasha never noticed the smile until it was too late.

 

------End Flashback--------

 

That had been over an hour ago. He'd turned the lights out after about fifteen minutes of torture. And he'd been sitting on the bed the last forty-five, but patience had never been his forte. Just as he was about to lose his temper he heard Yuki's voice, "Inuyasha! We're ready, its time to go!" Inuyasha sighed as he got up and walked up the steps, why did he suddenly think he was gonna regret this?

 

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Kagura released a heavy sigh as she walked down the aisle, "How could Osaka get lost in such a small store?" Truth be told, the store was about seven sections all spanning about two-city blocks, but still, in her book it was a small store. Turning she came to the sports section. She knew that she had to find Osaka, who knew what she could be getting into, but the allure of the new mountain bikes was just too much for the young woman. "Ok, I'll just have a quick look and then its back to find I...." But she never got to finish her sentence as her eyes landed on the most beautiful bike she'd ever seen. It was a midnight blue, twenty-eight speed, anti-lock American import. (I know that bikes don't have anti-lock brakes, but bare with me.) She had just gotten a good look at her dream bike when she noticed the price, 250,000 yen. Her jaw dropped to the floor, never had she seen such an expensive bike. The price was just making her want the bike even more. But she never got the chance to wonder how she could get it for at that moment a sale's man came and took the bike of the display case. Mouth agape at who could be able to afford such an extravagant bike. She had expected to see a rich snob, probably dressed in the best silk and Armani suit money could buy. Instead before her stood a boy not older than seventeen with midnight black hair, bright hazel eyes and a small pony tail where his hair ended. Wait...she knew him, he was the son of the most prestigious rare antique owner and vendor in the world Harada Kazanna. As if noticing her stare he turned to face her and gave her a charming smile that made her blush and look down, "Why hello madam. Might I be as so bold as to inquire a lovely damsel such as your self's name?" If possible she blushed harder, no one had ever called her a damsel, much less lovely. Sure she got catcalls and a few rather hentai comments, but she was never called a damsel. "K-K-Kagura, Kagura Koshinaka." His smile widened,

"What a lovely name. Oh, how rude of me, I am..."

"Harada Kazanna." A look of surprise crossed his features before the smile returned, "Why yes, yes I am. I guess I needn't inquire how you know me." She shook her head, still not looking at him. He noticed her hesitation, "Why, am I such a horrid sight for such beautiful eyes that they cannot bare to even look at me?" Kagura was sure she was going to die of embarrassment, she shook her head as she slowly rose her head look to into his gorgeous hazel eyes, "Its not that its just..." He nodded as she stopped talking, "I understand. No need to worry, I assure you that just because I am socially popular I am in no way cruel or superior to the rest of humanity." She smiled at his response, they stood in silence for a moment before she decided to strike a conversation before he decided he wanted to leave, "I...Uh...So, Your getting a new bike?" Instantly she felt like an idiot. Of coarse he was getting a bike, why else would the man be here? As if knowing how she felt, he pretended to act as if she had not said anything idiotic, "Yes, I'm afraid father decided to sell mine after he discovered it had been previously owned by a powerful miko in the early years of this great country. I don't really know how he convinced the buyer, but I do know he got a good price for it. Trust my father to come up with a crazy story like that."

He sighed tiredly as the sale's man brought the disassembled American import to the young man's feet. "Thank you good sir. Might I ask when the next one will arrive?" The salesman nodded, "Yes Kazanna-sama, the next one will arrive in two days time." Harada nodded as he pulled out his credit card, "Good, I want you to charge me for the second one as well, and have it reserved for Ms. Koshinaka here." The salesman nodded as he hurried to complete the transaction before the man changed his mind. Kagura gapped at the man, "But I...no, I couldn't...I mean..." Harada just continued to smile as he shook his head, "Don't worry about it. Well Koshinaka-chan, I enjoyed our conversation and I hope that we can do it again some time. Say Saturday?" She just nodded her body still in shock from what he'd just told her. He, the son of a rich man had just noticed her, bought her the most expensive bike in the world and asked her to a date on Saturday! It took her a few moments to notice that he was talking to her, "...so I do believe that I should be able to get the limo to come and pick you up at about seven. Is that alright with you?"

She nodded as he smiled, "Very well then, I'll see you Saturday." He took Kagura's hand and planted a soft kiss on it, this didn't help Kagura's situation as she flushed a darker shade of red. Still after she recovered, she noticed his hands for the first time, he had a glove over his right hand, and had a couple of prayer beeds tied around them. 'Hm, that's odd. Oh well, who cares he's cute.' And with that parting thought and dreams of next Saturday, Kagura contiued her search for the ellusive Osaka.

Thing were diferent Harada, as he walked out of the store, a young woman joined his side, her hair was pulled back into a ponytail that reached her waist, she wore a soft blue tank top, and some black faded jeans. She groaned as she looked back into the shop at Kagura's still flushing face, "What did you do to that poor girl?" Harada sighed contently as he ignored the woman's question, "I swear Harada if you keep up like this, you'll end up contracting something." This snapped the man out of his thoughts, "Oh Saky. You know I'm not careless." The woman bristled, "I'm not so sure, and don't call me Saky. My name is Sakura and you know it, some brother you are." He merely smirked at her indignant reply. He just continued walking ahead, never noticing the silvered hair man walking in the opposite direction, the man, it just so happened, that he was suppost to be looking for walk into the store he'd just come from. But all logic and resoning escaped him for the moment. Oh yes, life was good for Harada Kazanna.

 

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Inuyasha was sure he'd died and gone to hell. For one thing the ride had been no better than the coming from the hospital, due to the fact that Yuki's father had decided to come along and he'd still not gotten over his obsession with trying to "Banish" him from his home. Then in the mall his nose was assaulted by numerous both nauseating and enticing aromas, the good ranged from the "PopKorn.", "Hambuggers", and "Pitza." The second one he wasn't so keen on trying, he had no desire of eating the buggers of a ham, but upon being explained that it was a kind of meat he tried it and found it quite appealing. Now the bad was a totally different story, many of the occupants of the mall were anything less than bearable for his sensitive nose, and though the locket hid his ears, it did not stop him from having his superior and often tortured hearing. Had he not had a thorough explanation on the voice that echoed through the mall or the music, he would have believed the mall to be possessed and would have tried destroying the whole damn place. Another young girl walked by him and stopped to stare at him, and he was sure that a small group of them was following him wherever he went. Though it did boost his confidence and his self-esteem, it also pissed the hell out of him. 'Don't they have anything better to do?' he asked himself as another girl joined the group, confirming his suspicion. He wasn't one to ask for help, but when it came to women he didn't know shit, so he decided to ask Yuki for some advice, "Uhm, Mrs...I mean Yuki?" She turned her face somewhat so that she could see him, but never stopped her search of the clothing rack in front of her, "Yes?" he gestured to the group of now giggling girls located about five racks down from their position, "Oh them, don't worry about them, I'm sure their harmless."

'Easy for you to say.' He though to himself, he had to use all the self-restrain not to jump on the women. Many of them were not only attractive, they were also in heat. He was never one to be seduced by a woman in heat, but his mating season was approaching and his restrain was beginning to waver. "I wish I were a slug." Inuyasha nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard the voice right behind him. Turning he came face to face, (Or shall we say face to barely the top of her head.) with an attractive girl, in a dazed kind of way. "Uhm, what?" As if taking notice of him the girl looked at him, which only served to creep him out, the girl had seemed to be looking at him since the beginning, but the look of surprise she gave him clearly stated otherwise. "Oh hello, the name's Ayumi Kasuga, but everyone just calls me Osaka. Who or what are you?" Inuyasha gawked at the girl, 'Did she just say what am I? And isn't Osaka the name of a modern city?' Quickly recovering his composure, he looked at her with a cold expression and scoffed at her question, "That's a stupid question? I am a human of coarse, and my name's Inuyasha...Higurashi." He added quickly catching the look Yuki gave him. "Oh...Well, its just that you don't see many humans with silver hair and golden eyes and great big nails that look like claws." Inuyasha tried to act as if her words didn't affect him, but she was almost too close to the truth, "Keh, well you don't see many girls walking around saying they wish they were slugs."

Seeming to realize what she was thinking about before she ran into him, she quickly answered his question, "Well, think about it for a sec, if you were a slug you'd be able to see everything at a really slow pace. Plus you would be able to crawl and leave gooey stuff and eat grass." He tried to act as if the words she'd just said hadn't affected him in the least. But he couldn't help the look of utter disbelief that crossed his features, "Uh, are you sure your alright? Cause I ain't sure you totally alright in the mind." Osaka didn't seem to be phased by the question, "Well, its as Chiyo-chan once said, ah, 'an intellect like mine can't gauge those kinds of questions.'" Wrong thing to say. Inuyasha was now thoroughly convinced that he had just meet THE stupidest person in the world, and he had no problem voicing it,

"Are you a fucking idiot, or are you just acting like one?"

"Uhm, I think the better one."

"The acting like and idiot?"

"No, then the other one."

"The being an idiot?"

"No, I guess then it's the other one."

"Acting?"

"No."

"Being?"

"No, the other one."

"There are no other fucking ones! Your either a fucking idiot, or your acting like a fucking one."

"But I don't fuck, I'm still a virgin."

Inuyasha gaped at her, he just couldn't figure this girl out, "What the fuck?! I didn't say you weren't! Where the fuck did you get that from?" Osaka just gave him a blank look as she tilted her head slightly to the right, "Get what?"

Inuyasha however was spared an answer by the arrival of a well endowed young woman with bright red-black hair, "There you are Osaka, I've been looking everywhere for you. Well, not really." Though she added the last part in a whisper that only he heard. Inuyasha was none too eager to join in this little conversation, so he turned to leave as the newest arrival had yet to notice him, yet movement to her left was what caught her eyes. Had he not been so sure that she was most likely dead, Inuyasha could have sworn that this woman was of relation to Kagura, for the red eyes she possessed could only be from Kagura the wind sorceress.

"Is that real?" Inuyasha was slightly thrown off by her question, so it took a while before he noticed that she was pointing at his hair. "Of coarse its real." If there was one thing he hated, it was people asking all the time if his hair was real. Kagura raised her eyebrows at his somewhat testly responce, "Osaka! Why in the hell did you go and leave?" The woman gave Kagura a look of something between fear and indifference, "I didn't I swear. A group of girls just ran in front of me and took me with them here. They's was all pointing at this here dude and was talking all about how cute he is and how they wish they could talk to him, so I just walked over here and began to talk to him."

That, in Inuyasha's opinion, answered alot. But at the same time, it only opened up more questions to be answered. Just as he was about to ask the Osaka girl a question a voice rang out, "Onii-san, its time to go!" Inuyasha turned, immidiatly recognizing Souta's voice. "Well, I guess I'll see ya mister "Dog demon."...That's what your name means right?" Inuyasha only nodded at the strange Osaka girl as he walked off in the direction of Souta. Kagura watched as the boy retreated in the direction of a small boy no older than twelve. 'Why do I have a feeling that I've met him somewhere before?' "Hey Osaka, do you get the feeling that we've..." But sudden movement to her left caught her eye, as she managed to move to the side just in time to avoid being trampled by the stampede of girls running in the direction of the depatring boy, "Damn that was close huh Osaka?" She turned in the direction of the semi-younger woman, only to discover she was gone. Looking around franticly she noticed a person frailing about frantically in the distance, being forcably dragged away by the crowd. "For kami's sake Osaka..." It was going to be a long day for Kagura Koshinaka, and to think, everything had just been going great a little while ago.

 

-----------Far off in some hundered year old werehouse.------

 

A pair of dark brown eyes watched the survailance in the local Shopping Mall. Normally it just consisted of watching a bunch of scakly clad young women. Now he had no problem with this, but all of the sudden he sees someone of intrest, Harada Kazanna and his sister Sakura Kazanna. Just as he was about to pick up his cell phone and call his boss he sees something much more intresting and a lot rarer. Now he couldn't put off calling his boss even if he wanted to, and he sure as hell didn't want to now. Regretfully he opened the phone and pushed the number one button. The phone rang for what seemed ages, and just as he was about to hang up he heard the phone being lifted from its reciever, "This better be good." The man gulped, it sure as hell wasn't.

"Uhm. master. We have a bit of a problem."

"Such as?"

"Well, remeber how you had me keep watch on the local mall?"

"Yes, this had better about more than just a girl who was wearing a small skirt and fell."

"Uhm, no. But I have one of those recorded, would you like one?"

"Oh of coarse, being a pervert like you, I'd love it."

"It'll be there by noon."

"What?! No you fucking moron I don't want one."

"But you just..."

"It was sarcasm you fucking idiot. I though all those centuries in my service would have taught you a thing or two. Now what do you want?!"

"Oh, right, well..."

"WHAT??!! SPILL IT ALREADY!!"

"Its him. The hanyou is back."

"What? Are you sure?"

"Yes. I think its the one that you dropped into the well five centuries ago."

"Damn it. You better not be kidding Jinta."

"No lord Koga, I'm sure its him. I mean, how can you forget. he does have a concealment spell though."

"And you were able to tell it was him how?"

"Well, first off he has silver hair. Not white, silver, almost platnum. Second, I zoomed in and got a look at his eyes."

"Yeah."

"Their gold."

"Hm. This could prove troublesome. Did he come with anyone?"

"Yes, he came with a woman, a small kid, and an old man."

"Sounds strangely familiar. Any idea where he got the concealment spell?"

"No, but the old man is dressed in shrine keeper cloathing, so maybe the old man did it."

"Yes, it makes sence."

"Oh and another thing."

"What?"

"Well, I also found a couple of people that could prove troublesome."

"Who? Wait...don't tell me."

"Harada and Sakura Kazanna."

"Fuck."

"Yes, luckly they did not met. What shoud we do?"

"Keep an eye on them. Follow them if you can. If not send someone, but find out where he's staying."

"What about..."

"Leave them be. I'll take care of them in due time. Heh, if not the cure will finish off the brat for us."

"But his sister would..."

"Yes, I know, no matter. Right now the objective is the half-breed, so get someone on him quick."

"Right."

"Good, call me as soon as we find his location."

"Yes sir."

Koga hung up the phone as he walked over to the window overlookin the ocean. He heard the door open behind him as his wife and mate walked in, "Is something wrong?" Koga shook his head, no need to worry the wife. 'Soon mutt...soon you'll be dead. Like you should have been centuries ago. Soon.'

 

 

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