InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Demon Hunter ❯ Inuyasha ( Chapter 5 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Chapter 5

“W-who the hell are you?” Harry asked incredulously. For once, couldn't someone give him a break? The man in front of him raised his hands in peace.

He was tall and built, clad in a pair of loose dark slacks and a white polo shirt. He would have been able to pass off as any young, attractive man with his chiseled features and admirable physic—if it weren't for a few complications. For one thing his eyes were a warm amber with slitted pupils, pupils that instantly reminded Harry of Voldemort's. His hair was white silver—a mass of unruly locks that curled every which way ending a little past his chin. And just poking up out of his hair were two, triangular, furry dog-ears.

“Ok...what are you? And how did you get in here? And lastly—do you work for Voldemort, Dumbledore, or the Ministry? Go on. Tell me the truth. I can handle it.” For some reason, after spending a whole day shopping with a demigod and a half demon that were guardians to a world molded from computer data, he found the prospect of another non human visiting him was not unthinkable (he had a sneaking suspicion that this guy was a demon too. It might have been the dog-ears). He was feeling rather blasé about everything at the moment.

The man gave a deep, earthy chuckle and dropped his hands.

“I knew I picked the right one,” he said more to himself, “As for your questions—My name is Inu Yasha, I'm half dog-demon—” Harry simply accepted that with a grain of salt, “—I walked in here, and I do not work for humans. Satisfied?”

Inu Yasha...that name sounded familiar...

“No,” Harry found himself saying without realizing it, “I mean—I meant— Arrgh! What is with all you demons? Where do you all come from? And why today?”

Harry began feeling exasperated with everything happening so fast. Inu Yasha just grinned at him.

“Wait...” Harry continued, suddenly realizing something, “do you know Tai? Or Shiva, or Shippo?”

“Yes, yes and yes,” there was that grin again. Whoa...this guy has fangs. Harry sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Not to be rude or anything, but what do you want?”

“Well...I'd like to kidnap you,” came the blunt reply.

`Well, there you have it,' Harry thought dully as he raised his wand again.

“Sorry, I'm not going anywhere.”

“Oh, don't worry, I'll return you and everything,” Inu Yasha promised as if that would clear everything up. Harry stared at him but didn't lower his wand. Were all demons this psychotic? Sure, Shippo seemed relatively normal, but he was a full demon. Maybe it was just half demons? Like Shiva. Yeah, she was crazy too. But something in the back of his mind was telling him to trust this man. It was probably his instincts. Something he really needed to learn to listen to more. However, at the present moment, he wasn't about to give anyone the benefit of the doubt. No matter how much he wanted to scratch the ears.

Inu Yasha seemed to be able to sense he wasn't getting anywhere, so he tried a different approach.

“I see you've put my book to good use,” he said amiably, gesturing to the faint blood marks on the floor that Harry had tried to scrub off after a little experimenting.

“Your book!” Harry gasped, “You sent me that book? Why?”

Inu Yasha sat down on the bed and patted the space next to him. Hesitantly, Harry lowered himself down into the offered spot, making sure to face Inu Yasha at all times.

“Do you believe hell exists?” Inu Yasha asked softy.

Not understanding where this was going, Harry shrugged, “I guess. I mean, there's never been any proof that it has but...” he trailed, not really knowing what to say on the matter. He had never been very big on religion.

“No proof huh?” Inu Yasha leaned in a little closer, “where do you think dementors came from then, eh?”

Harry paled, “Dementors are from hell? So it really does exist?”

“If it didn't I'd be out of a job.”

Harry threw him a lost look.

“There are nine entrances to hell. And I'm the guardian of the seventh gate.”

Harry almost fell off the bed. He was sitting next to the guardian of the seventh gate of hell. A half dog-demon for that matter. What. The. Hell.

“And why would you, of all people, need to speak to me?” Harry asked. For one horrific moment he thought that he was going to be dragged into hell.

“Well,” Inu Yasha began, “I was hoping you could help us out with a little problem we're having. You see, a few years ago, the guardian of the ninth gate was passed away. Now normally, to become a guardian one has to either kill the original guardian of the gate, or have it's guardianship passed on willingly. This wasn't the case this time. He died and left no one to defend the gate. That leaves no one to stop the demons from escaping that gateway...or human being sucked into it. At the moment, there are more demons on earth than there have been in almost 300 years.”

“Is that so bad though? I mean, all the demons I've ever met have been pretty decent.”

“So far, you mean,” Inu Yasha answered, “There was a time when demon mingled freely among humans, mostly in Japan anyway. Most demons were on a constant power trip and fed off of humans. Many things have changed since then and, nowadays, for a demon to live in the human realm they must go through customs. A lot of paper work and shit,” Inu Yasha made a face at this, “And after that they will be monitored to make sure they are interacting with humans accordingly.”

Harry remembered to close his mouth after a moment of trying to digest everything, “But...what does this have to do with me?”

“Well, with all the guardians busy with their own gates, and demons popping up all over the place, we need a little assistance—”

Harry did not like where this was going.

“—And after hearing about you, as well as witnessing a couple of your feats, I felt that you would be the perfect candidate!”

“For what?” Harry asked consciously.

“A demon hunter of course,” Inu Yasha said as if it were obvious.