InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ It Must Be Destiny ❯ Chapter 29

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Chapter 29

A breeze blew across the courtyard of the shrine, rippling through both auburn and silver hair as Inuyasha, dressed in grey basketball shorts and a red tank top, with Tetsusaiga strapped to his waist, faced off against Shippou, similarly dressed in black shorts and a kelly green tank top. A hole had been cut in the back of the shorts for his tail, which swished slightly behind him as he took up a fighting stance.

Kagome and Kohaku watched the goings-on with a mixture of feminine disgust and bored irritation from just inside the house. (“They're worse than children,”) Kagome muttered.

Kohaku nodded her head. (“I've always felt that I was raising two kits instead of just one,”) she replied with a mock sigh.

The miko glanced at the slight swell of the other woman's belly. (“Soon to be three, huh?”) They both broke out laughing.

(“You hear that, you old dog? They're laughing at you!”) Shippou taunted loudly.

Inuyasha growled. (“Baka kit!”) he yelled back. (“I'll finish this in one blow!”) He nimbly jumped toward the taller kitsune, his claws extended and ready to slash. (“Sankon Tessou!”)

Shippou dodged the attack easily, jumping lithely to the side and rolling his eyes. (“Is that all you've got? You must be older than I thought.”) Lifting both arms up over his head, palms straight up to the sky, he conjured an arc of turquoise flame. (“Kitsune-bi!”) he yelled as he spun once around, lowering one hand so that the flame encircled him in a spiral, connected from one hand to the other. Stopping suddenly, he flung the fire-arc at Inuyasha.

The arc wrapped itself around the hanyou like a tornado, slicing and burning him in turns. When the attack dissipated, Inuyasha was breathing hard, his arm crossed in front of him to partially block the attack. His bare arms and legs were slashed- short, shallow cuts that trickled blood. Dirt and smudges covered his body and his clothes were ripped in places. Growling, he glared at Shippou, his gold eyes narrowed.

(“See? My powers have fully matured, Osuwari-boy. I'm much stronger than you'd ever thought I'd be.”) Shippou grinned, flashing fangs.

In reply, Inuyasha put a hand to his bleeding shoulder and flung a multitude of red crescents at the kitsune. (“Hijin Kessou!”)

Shippou did a few lithe backflips before landing in a graceful crouch, watching as the blades hit the pavement, breaking the cement. One slashed his shoulder, drawing blood. He winced.

Kagome shook her head. (“You break it, you fix it!”) she called out to her irritated mate.

Shippou darted forward, propelled from his crouch and pulled out a happa leaf. (“Bunshin!”) Immediately there were at least a half dozen more Shippous facing off against Inuyasha.

The hanyou growled as the Shippous began to run around him. His technique has been mastered to the point that each illusion gives off its own youki! I can't tell which one is him anymore!

Fuck. Now what?

Um… punch and hope?

Deciding against using Tetsusaiga because of Kagome's aversion to having her home blasted apart, he slashed out with his claws, only to be kicked in the back by the true Shippou.

Inuyasha landed flat on his face, debris and dust flying up from the force of impact.

The kitsune landed in a crouch in front of the prone hanyou. (“Give up?”) he asked cheerfully.

Inuyasha raised his head, glaring daggers. (“Not by a long shot, brat,”) he barked.

Shippou turned around, tickling his long golden tail under Inuyasha's nose. (“Surrender, old dog. You can't beat someone younger and faster than you.”)

Inuyasha made ready to take a bite out of the furry appendage when Kagome cried out in dismay. Both males paused, looking toward the shrine steps the miko was running toward.

Inusouta was walking up the long stairway, a very thin, very pale girl in his arms. She appeared to be so weak it was obvious the long trek up the stone stairs would've completely exhausted her waning energy.

Amber glanced up as Inusouta's parents hurried over with… Shippou-sama? And Kohaku-sama? What are they doing here in this era? She blinked as Inusouta set her down on her feet ever-so-gently. She opened her mouth to say something but changed her mind when she saw how battered Inuyasha was.

(“Who beat you up, Inuyasha-dono?”) she asked in awe.

Shippou laughed. (“Take a guess, kit,”) he replied with a wink.

(“Keh! I didn't get beat up!”) the offended hanyou snorted.

Kagome patted her mate on the head, right between his ears. (“Of course you didn't, dear,”) she crooned, as if consoling a child.

Inusouta shook his head. (“You look rough, Chichi.”)

(“Dammit, he didn't beat me up!!”) he yelled.

Amber glanced back and forth between Kohaku and Shippou. (“You two look awfully… modernized. What's the occasion?”)

Kohaku smiled. (“You are, honey. We're here to give you away for your wedding to Inusouta-san.”)

Sapphire eyes went wide. (“Seriously?”)

Shippou nodded. (“No joke, kit. Tomorrow, if you're feeling up to it.”)

Tears spilled from her eyes as she walked carefully over to her ancestor and gave him a hug. He enfolded her in his arms, careful of how frail she'd become. (“Arigatou, Ojiisan,”) she whispered.

The kitsune blushed. (“Kami… you sure know how to make a guy feel old.”)

Amber turned and gave Kohaku a hug. Kohaku looked up at her mate, raising an eyebrow. (“If you're old, what does that make me?”)

(“Eternally youthful and breathtakingly gorgeous.”)

Kohaku giggled as she released their descendant. (“Good answer,”) his mate replied as he placed a quick kiss on her lips.

Kagome pulled Amber aside for a moment with Kohaku. (“Now, I know you're still exhausted from your flight and everything, but if we're going to do this tomorrow, we're going to have to get clothes for Shippou and Kohaku-chan. Otherwise, I think Shippou will end up wearing shorts to your wedding.”)

Amber laughed weakly, a sound she hadn't made in months. (“I'm fine. Hungry as a bear, but I don't think shopping will be a problem. I'm guessing you'd like me to come along?”)

Kagome and Kohaku nodded, glancing at the men trying to listen in. (“We need to get you a gown, too,”) the miko whispered in her ear. (“We want to surprise Inusouta.”)

The young girl's eyes sparkled, making her seem much more alive than when she had arrived. (“Really? You'd do that? For me?”)

(“Of course. You're family.”)

(“To all of us.”)

Amber looked stunned. (“I… I don't know what to say.”)

Kagome grinned. (“Then I say let's go and get this party rolling!”)

Kohaku walked away, grabbed her mate's hand and began pulling him toward the shrine steps. (“Let's go, you old fox,”) she chuckled. (“We're going to make you look even more handsome than you already are.”)

Shippou tossed his ponytail and managed to look very pompous. (“An impossible feat,”) he droned, (“but you are more than welcome to try.”)

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(“Are you sure about this, Kagome-san? I mean, it seems a little extravagant…”)

The miko smiled cheerfully. (“Absolutely not. This is the only time my baby boy is getting married, and you are going to knock him on his butt.”)

Amber glanced again at her reflection. She was so gaunt that she was afraid that any dress would just make her look worse, but the dress they found actually seemed to hide a lot of her frailty and emphasize the curves she still had. It was a strapless ivory gown, with a beaded sweetheart neckline and taffeta pick up skirt with a chapel train. A simple gold and crystal tiara sat on her golden hair. All in all it was a dress fit for a princess- which, at the moment, she really felt like she was in a fairytale.

Luckily, the dress needed only to be taken in slightly at the waist, and when Kagome produced the cash immediately, the shop owner vowed to have it finished by the next morning.

(“But how are you going to get Inusouta into anything but his traditional garb?”) Kohaku asked as they left the bridal store. The males were in another section of the shopping district, dealing with men's clothing for Shippou.

Kagome grinned. (“I have my methods. Inuyasha is taking care of that- I made sure of it. Tomorrow morning he'll be hauling our son to back to the store to pick up his suit and that's that.”)

Kohaku whistled as Amber giggled. (“Leave it to the miko…”)

Kagome nodded firmly. (“That hanyou would be completely lost without me.”)

They entered a store that specialized in trendy women's clothing and Kohaku looked around in awe. (“I can't believe women in this era wear this sort of thing…”) She held up a very short skirt and examined it. (“Tell me this goes over something else.”)

Amber and Kagome grinned. (“Nope. Sorry, babe. That's it. Just a skirt.”)

Kohaku's brown eyes went wide for a moment, then she grinned, obviously something naughty having crossed her mind. (“You think that Shippou…?”)

All three women broke out into wicked laughter. They were going to give the kitsune the shock of a lifetime.

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Shippou glanced down at his new khaki pants and green dress shirt. (“You know what the difference is between you and me?”)

Inuyasha gave him a bored look. (“That you're still a brat?”)

(“I look good in every era.")

Inuyasha was dressed in black dress pants, red dress shirt, and (much to his dismay) black shoes, and had even managed to tame his long silver hair, tying it back much the same way his son did. (“I don't know why they wanted to go out tonight- Amber should be resting, not going out to eat.”)

Shippou shrugged. (“She said she was starving and she wanted to celebrate before tomorrow. Something about an engagement party.”)

Inusouta walked outside, looking extremely handsome in a royal blue silk shirt and black dress pants, with shiny black shoes. His hair was pulled back in a low ponytail as well. He brushed imaginary lint off his sleeves as he approached the other males. (“I am somewhat concerned about your ears, Otousan,”) he intoned, sounding like his Uncle Sesshoumaru again. (“I am curious as to what the women have in mind.”)

The sound of giggling turned all three heads toward the house. Kagome stood in the doorway, looking quite mischievous in a very short red halter sheath dress that accented every delightful curve. Her hair was up, with wisps of black strands framing her face. She wore pink eyeshadow and red lipstick- something her family had never seen her wear. Inuyasha's jaw almost hit the ground. (“Oh, shit,”) he mumbled under his breath.

Shippou and Inusouta exchanged apprehensive glances. If Kagome came out looking like that, how were their women going to look?

Shippou swallowed hard as his emerald gaze turned back to the house. There stood his mate, the mother of his children- wearing a modern-style dress that showed off more skin than he had seen outside of their bedroom. It was a short cocktail dress that flared out from her waist, which was still rather slim despite her condition, and hugged her curves up to her bosom, which was slightly swollen due to the pregnancy. A heart-shaped bodice with thin spaghetti straps supported the dress as it strained slightly against her breasts. And best of all, it was a dark turquoise-green. Light green eyeshadow and light pink lipstick emphasized her beautiful face.

Shippou licked his lips. She looks absolutely delicious.

The two women giggled again. Inuyasha narrowed his golden eyes. (“What's so funny?”)

Kagome pointed at the almost-set sun. (“That.”)

Somewhat confused, the males watched as the sun disappeared under the horizon. Instead of transforming into a hanyou, Inusouta remained the same. He turned to his father, who suddenly looked exactly like him, except that his eyes were dark grey rather than gold. It was the night of the new moon, and they had both forgotten.

(“Where's Amber?”) Inusouta asked.

(“She's finishing up,”) his mother replied. (“Come on, Kohaku-chan. I want to go let the driver know that we'll be just a minute.”)

Kohaku gave her mate a Look with a certain twinkle in her brown eyes. (“Coming, foxy?”)

Shippou nearly fell over in his haste to get to her side. (“Oh, hell yes.”)

The trio walked down the stone steps toward the waiting limo, which Kagome had rented for the evening. Inusouta looked back at the house. (“I'm going inside to look for her.”)

Inuyasha snorted, which sounded somewhat less than impressive in his human state. (“Don't be so impatient, son. She'll come out.”)

The young man ignored him as he stalked back into the house. Inuyasha rolled his eyes and turned around, looking at the darkening sky where the sun had set. How could he have forgotten that tonight was the night of the new moon? Too much crap going on in his life lately- that had to be it.

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Amber looked around the porch, confused. I thought we were meeting in front of the house… did I goof?

Probably. Why don't you head around to the courtyard and see if they're waiting for you?

Agreeing with that logic, she walked carefully around the house, looking around for Inusouta and everyone. She was dressed in a short sapphire blue strapless dress with a short ruffle around the bottom hem. A sapphire teardrop necklace rested just below her neck, and her golden hair was pulled up with twin silver combs. Light blue eyeshadow and shell-pink lipstick completed her new look.

As she reached the courtyard, she saw a familiar head of long black hair, pulled back in his usual ponytail. He was wearing a red shirt and black pants, which she thought was rather odd- Inusouta seemed to wear mostly blue colors, but still… he looked good in red too.

She snuck up behind him, seeing as he was all alone. Feeling quite mischievous, she stood on her tiptoes and licked the rim of his ear.

(“Fucking hell, woman! What in all the hells do you think you're doing?”) he shrieked in a terrified voice as he jumped at least a foot in the air and a foot away. His eyes were wide in horror and shock.

Amber blinked. Had she done something wrong? (“Gomen nasai, love… I… I didn't mean to scare you.”) She smiled sweetly at him as she took a step forward. (“I just missed you, you bad dog.”)

He looked completely freaked out now, trying frantically to get away from her. She didn't really understand- was his mother behind her? She decided since she had Kagome's approval that she didn't care if she was. Gently she reached up with both hands and captured his cheeks, pulling him down for a rather passionate kiss.

(“Um… I hate to interrupt, since you two seem to getting along soooo well, but what are you doing?”)

Amber's eyes flew open. Grey eyes stared back at her in absolute horror. Grey eyes…

Releasing the kiss but not her hands on his face, Amber turned slowly to see another Inusouta standing behind her, looking rather bemused with his arms crossed in front of him. He wore a sapphire shirt and black pants. His gold eyes sparkled in the dim light. Gold eyes…

Dread crawled up into her chest as she turned back to the man she had been kissing. His grey eyes- and they were grey- were wide in confusion and shock. (“Inusouta!”) he barked. (“Get your fucking crazy wench off me!”)

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A/N: Hai! For those of you who are wondering (and most of you who aren't) that last scene in this chapter was taken directly from the ongoing RP with ODUNova that the entire story of Destiny is based on. It was so funny I had to include it in the story. Thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed- your comments humble me and make me feel all warm and fuzzy. Arigatou, minna!