InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ It Just Happens Like This ❯ Chapter 1: What’s happening? ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Inu Yasha and gang. We must thank Rumiko Takahashi for the gift of her Inu Yasha and friends/enemies. Heart felt thanks for letting us use your work as a foundation for our creative insanity!

 

It Just Happens Like This

 

Authors notes: Rated R If you are not 18 or older… Don't read this go back to the good stuff until you turn 18 and be glad you didn't rot your brain too young!... Seriously, If you are underage, there are plenty of years to read this. I won't take it down until you turn 18! OK are they all gone? *looks over shoulder* Don't you just love little ones?!

Kagome's mother and father are both dead. Grandfather is watching over Sota, but things are tight and so Kagome is doing what she can to make life for her aging grandfather and younger brother easier by leaving home and supporting herself. She finds a man that offers her all the support she will ever need but there is a very heavy price. She learns that all things that seem bad on the outside may not be as bad as they appear.

If you are upset but BDSM play, then chances are you won't like this story. If any reviewer has any questions about what is happening in relation to “the lifestyle”, I don't do vanilla so well sometimes LOL, then just ask! The pairings will be Inu/Kag, Miro/Sango, other cast will include Sess, Rin, Jaken and Kikyo… who knows who might get mentioned in passing. I hope this story leads where I have planned it to lead but you never know how writing a story can alter where you origionally wanted it to go. I never know for sure. Have fun getting lost in my insanity. AND These are definitely going to be OOC and alternate universe.

*Big announcer voice* And now ladies and gentlemen, on to the main event. In the corner…

Chapter 1: What's happening?

 

Miroku walked over to the closest window. He was silently staring out at the sun sinking slowly into the beyond. “You know, having you as a friend can be a real bummer!” Miro turned and leaned against the window now facing the grumpy looking friend. His arms were folded across his chest and he was squatted down and leaned against the wall, looking asleep. Inu Yasha wasn't a normal friend, even as strange as people get, Inu was just weird. To say his looks were different was an understatement. Clawed hands, an unusually strong lithe body, and long silvery white hair were just a part of that oddness, but the most unusual part was Inu Yasha's ears. He had ears that twitched at the slightest sound and were expressive of emotions as well as being a lethal device for hearing above and beyond a human's hearing. Miroku knew he was attractive to most women. After all who could look at a tall lean love machine and not see the perfect stud, but there was something about Inu Yasha that kept the ladies panting for him. Miro noted with some disgust that his friend didn't seem interested in most women. And once a woman got to know him it usually meant trouble to Inu. (Stalkers were part of Inu's every day life.)

Miroku knew better that to think that Inu Yasha had fallen asleep. He was just ignoring what Miro was saying. It ticked Miroku off to know end. “Why don't we go out? Why don't we have a bit of dinner and some fun at some local club? Why don't we do SOMETHING!” The last was yelled as the frusteration of hours of trying to convince Inu to do something finally seeped out of him. He was hoping for some type of response from Inu Yasha, to show some glimmer of interest in anything. All he kept getting as feed back was the hanyou flattening his ears to his head and grunting occasionally. Not even a “Feh.”

“All right, all right! We'll go.” Inu Yasha finally said. He was irritated at his friends persistent nagging.

`Finally' Miroku looked slightly relieved.

Inu Yasha didn't want to do anything thing, but it was Miroku's birthday. He felt he might owe Miroku a little bit. After all Miro stayed with Inu thru thick and thin. Inu knew that Miro was just trying to help. And he needed to start getting over Kikyo. She was gone. Inu sighed and looked pitiful.

Miro noticed the look of anger and sadness that crossed his face. “You're thinking about HER again.” Inu Yasha frowned. “Why do you torment yourself? She's not worth it.” Miroku stared off into space with a celestial look as if this was said not wanting to provoking Inu, but as a statement from a higher being.

`I was thinking about her. She is all I think about. Why won't people let me sulk in peace?' “No, I'm… I'm not thinking about her.” The last faded off. Miroku eyed him with the `Do you honestly think I'm that stupid look?' Inu Yasha stood up. He kicked at an invisible speck of nothing on the floor before moving toward his room. “OK, I was. That doesn't mean I want her again.” Miro nodded knowingly, better to let this drop. Inu walked away grumbling about people being too nosey and having certain parts of their anatomy chopped off if they didn't learn to leave things well enough alone.

Miro knew it was time to do something to bring Inu Yasha out of this funk he was in. He gulped. His friend could be really fun, but sometimes hanging around him meant taking a beating and smiling about it. Inu took things too harshly and he was definitely dangerous when provoked. “So go get ready already!” Miro said gripping the family jewls and turning to the side to block any incoming attacks. There was just a sparkly of a hint of a smile in Inu's eyes. Obviously, Miro would have to think of something else. Then inspiration hit. Miro got a mischievous twinkle in his eye. “Where are we going, Woofie?” Inu looked at him hard.

“Where ever, it's your birthday. Hey, I'll even pay, but do me a favor, no hokey strip clubs! And don't expect anything from me until Christmas. And don't call me Woffie, wannebe.” He smiled then, knowing his friend was just trying to help. Inu turned to walk away, then paused and looked back. “What should I wear?”

Miro knew Inu would say just that. `My birthday, my choice, and he was gonna pay. Oh, it was going to be a fun and interesting night. “Oh just a nice shirt and… Oh let me choose something! You are hopeless when it comes to being appropriately dressed. It's like you don't care to pick up chicks at all...” There was a pregnant pause. “You do still like women, don't you?” The rest came out faster, “I don't mind. I mean, that leaves more for me and I'm ok with… that.” Miro ran after the last part slipped out. He knew better. Yasha was all male and definitely interested in women… only women. This was just to pull friend thru a little fit. Now he just had to get away from the slap to the head that was an expected response.

“What the F&*k do you think... I'm gonna…” He grabbed at Miro at the collar of his tee shirt just as he was running past Inu in the hall, sure enough a bop to the head was just what Inu dished out.

Miro knew he as asking for it, but couldn't resist another jab. “I just haven't seen you with anyone other than me and the guys you work with.” He ducked as the next blow missed. “I was just joking. Geez, can't you take a joke?” Miro straightened his clothing and smoothed his hair. Inu turned to walk toward the bedroom and let Miro go.
`I can't stop my self. I shouldn't… I just can't resist… Not gonna do it… can't… no yes…OH well… it is my birthday.' “You only walk away cause you know you want my sexy body and you can't take looking at me any more. Inu Yasha, do you too want to bear my children?” Miroku batted his eyes in innocents.

“Why you….” Yasha grabbed at Miro. He rand at Yash at a run , Inu thought he as going insane and would collide with him. He braced himself for impact by spreading his legs and putting one foot in front of the other, but only slightly. At the last minute Miro buckled down on his knees and slipped on the hardwood floors under Inu's legs. Immediately after passing thru his spread legs he hit his feet and ran for the bedroom and slammed the door shut. “WAAAA WHOOOOO, I win!”

Inu Yasha started banging on the door cursing as the dark haired man boy inside the bedroom. Who tried to start explaining that he was trying to lighten the mood and the grumpy hanyou swore that once he got in there he was gonna explain in great detail how he was not interested in him or any other male.

 

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A half hour later, after some serious arguing, and a lot of heads banging together… sometimes even literally, Yasha came out fully clothed and feeling really stupid. “I feel like a freak!” Inu shifted uncomfortably tugging at his shirt. Miro grinned, but held back the chuckle. “I mean more of a freak than I already am!” He rolled his eyes. Miro stood up from the sofa and turned of the local team's football game. “Yes, that is almost perfect.” He stretched and yawned.

Inu noticed that Miro wasn't so much watching the game as catching glimpses of the cheerleaders that were in the background. Miro was so lost in the TV that he would occasionally lean down a bit to see if he could get a better view of the girls `Pervert' “What do you mean almost perfect? I look like a f*&k'n freak!”

“Don't feel so bad, where we are going freaks really fit in.” Miro grinned and said rather quickly, “I have to go and get ready. Be ready in 20 minutes.” He slipped out the door before Inu could say anything else.

“Wait! What do you mean almost perfect?” But it was too late. Miro was gone. He'd just have to ask later.

His nerves where jangled, like he was going to pounce on anything that moved. His ears twitched nervously listening to every sound in the condo. It didn't help that he had time to kill. He flipped on the TV trying to occupy his mind. Then he started flipping thru the channels so that his hands and mind would have something to do. He sat in front of the television for almost a whole minute before looking at his watch. `Damn, 18 to go.' He hopped up to move to the mirror in his alcove.

He looked down at the dresser top just below the mirror. A plethora of things lay in the bowl: keys, a money clip, change were all in a bowl, glasses, sunglasses, bills that needed to be paid, a notebook, and a jar with unusual coins, strips of paper with little love notes, and a few pens were on the counter. All his identification was in a wallet that he carried, but he didn't like to keep his money in the wallet. It just didn't seem right. As he loaded things into his pockets he talked to himself. “What the hell am I doing? I don't want to do this. Just look at me!” He looked at himself in the mirror. “What have a gotten myself into? Why am I wearing… I like the red shirt,” `red was his favorite color and it looked good on him.' “but what's with the black leather? What's that crazy idiot doing tonight? WHY did I promise to pay?” The last question was almost a whine. He stuffed the money clip into his pocket. He thought they might stop at a cash machine just in case it got really expensive. He looked at his watch. Shook it to make sure it was wound up properly and looked at himself in the mirror. It was starting to grow on him. The look wasn't so bad. It was almost as comfortable as some of the clothing he has worn for years. `What?!? No!!! I'm… I Don't like this!' He decided to adjust his belt. He dragged his claws thru his hair and put a hat on his head to cover his ears. People wouldn't notice the claws and the fangs, but he wasn't good at hiding his ears, so the hat was a necessity.

What little magic his mother could bestow on him before her death was a great gift and he thanked her daily for it.

He looked at himself again. He did like the leather pants. They felt right. He had purchased them because they were something he liked, they just felt right. He didn't know why they just seemed like a part of him. They fit him nice and he thought they would be really sexy. But he knew he would never wear them in public. Well, he thought he wouldn't ever wear them in public.

`Alright, time for fun and adventure.' The sarcasm just exuded from him.

The lady that lived just next door popped out as soon as she heard his door crack. `What is it with this woman? She can smell me getting ready to open the door. I know she's only human, but she must sit and just wait for me!' Inu knew part of his heritage was he always had a sexual aurora around him that females were drawn to. They couldn't control them selves. But he also was only half human and so they were repulsed by him. He had decided that he would never use this `ability' to take advantage. And now, with so many people to deal with, he was learning it could be a real problem. He also knew women were sometimes attracted to him because he was a forbidden fruit. Once they saw the long hair and the grunge punk look, women just wanted to climb all over him. He was too mature for games. He had hit sexual maturity a couple of years back and it had been hell the first couple of seasons. Now he was able to control the bloodlust and understand it before it got out of hand.

He knew for certain he wanted a mate, like his father had. Hell, even his half brother had a better sex life than him. `What is so weird about me that I can't find the one? I'm not a “cat” like Sess, breeding with anything with the right equiptment, but I do not think I am looking for the impossible am I?' He looked again in the mirror.

`It's because you are so weird looking. If you were human it would make things much easier.' The words hurt as they echoed thru his head as Kikyo's face seemed to loomed just before his eyes. She was the only one that could love me.

`I can't change who I am. And if I could, I would want to be more demon not more human. Human's are weak and they didn't have near the fun of a demon's life. I like my demon side. It makes me strong, powerful. Why would she want me to change?'

“… Inu Yasha?”

“Yes?”

“Did you hear me?”

“No!”

“Oh, well I'll ask again.” The nosey neighbor lady was just not taking the hint. Inu Yasha had tried telling her to go away, leave him alone and even to f*&k off. She still was coming over at least once a day to bring him food and try to get close enough to him to make him feel sick to his stomach. “Did you like the casserole I made for you? I added tofu so it would be healthy.”

Inu Yasha's stomach heaved at the thought of tofu. “No, I hated it. Tofu is disgusting, the casserole was greasy and I hate anything that looks like it just came out of the south end of a north bound moose. Have a good day.” Inu Yasha walked away not caring what the woman's reaction would be. She was just not taking the hint and it was better to get it quickly and get her moving on then to take a hard blow after wasting years on him. She smiled at him absentmindedly. “OK, I'll make you another in a couple days.”

Inu walked towards Miro's place rolling his eyes. It's was only a couple of doors down, but Inu Yasha felt like it would take hours to walk over to the front door. It was smaller than his but it was definitely a nice place, at least on the outside. Miro was something of a pervert. His whole place was obviously designed for the seduction of women, or at least that is what Miro thought. Inu personally thought it was just cheap and gaudy.

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Inu rang the door bell. “Just a minute,” Miro's voice came from behind the door. It was a lovely fall day and Inu didn't like being in the house, once he got outside that is. So waiting wasn't so bad. He hummed a bit and watched the people passing by. When he heard the neighbor woman slam her door he only grinned knowing she was upset, “it” had worn off and the words finally sank in, maybe his harsh words were enough to leave him alone. It was too much to hope.

He was staring at the leaves. They were waving, about to fall. It was almost an invitation. He was wishing he could run and jump into the trees and just fly away, like the falling leaves. To not have to deal with people and just feel the body and mind relax into the rhythm that brought him peace that would be nice now. Jumping into the sky would bring clarity and make him forget about Kikyo. He leaned his weight forward… looked for a clear space to start the run…bent a knees and was just one minute from being gone.

The door was opened. It startled Inu back to reality. He turned too look at… a woman! stepping out onto the front porch. Miro never had had a woman in the house. And with so little time to actually hit on one before hand. Inu became suspicious. She had something in her hand and was talking candidly over her shoulder. She ran headlong into Inu Yasha, “Oh sorry.” She tugged her skirt down a bit and giggled as Miroku handed her what looked like a strip of lace. “See you later, Sango.” The kiss that Miroku gave the girl told Inu all he wanted to know. Yash turned away and blushed as the couple started drooling over each other.

“Good God, get a room already!” Inu turned back as another girl pushed the first out of the doorway. Inu stared at Miro. Miro just grinned like a fool.

“We had a room but you announced it was time to go! Get out of here you 2.” He slapped the 2nd girl on the ass as she left the doorway.

Yasha felt a rising growl but surpressed it as much as he could. He sighed at Miroku's wanton behavior. It was his right. But the girl…

She turned and gave Miro a look that would freeze hell. Then the gaze turned on him. `Oh no here we go again.' But the go to hell look only stayed there. She stepped back and immediately he smelled her fear. `Wait. That's not right. She should be in love with me. Drooling into a puddle or something. What's her problem.'

Afraid and bitchy was always something that attracted him. Most women just were weak minded. This on was stronger some how. And she looked a little like Kikyo. At that though Inu was drawn back to the conversation, no more time to think about the lost companion.

“Oops, sorry Kagome in all the excitement I forgot.” Miro took Kagome's hand and bent over it formally and kissed it. She blushed, snached her hand back, and pushed Sango out of the way. “See you later then?”

“What am I going to do with you?” Sango bopped Miro on the head playfully. Both girls walked away without looking back.

Inu could only stare at what had just transpired in front of him. His friend, the one that had just left his home, had not one but two women in his condo. And they were hot. Ok, one was much hotter than the other, but where had he met them. He looked back at Miroku, who grinned sheepishly and shrugged. Inu's mouth fell open.

“Hold the phone? What did I miss? Did you just hand that girl Sango back her panties? And where did you meet them? And where can I get some of that?” Inu's manly perverted side slipped out as he gabbered on.

“Inu, a gentleman never tells a lady's secrets.” Miro grinned like a cheshire cat. Both men stared as Kagome started up a Mercedes and waved a cheerful goodbye before driving off. After driving off Inu turned to Miro and grinned…

“Yes!” Inu held up his hand in a high five and Miro slapped hands with him in a very masculine display of testosterone.

“Does this mean you don't want to bear my children?” Miro tried really hard not to smile and look a little depressed.