InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ It Must Be Destiny ❯ Chapter 30

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Chapter 30

Amber released the man she held so fast it was as if the contact had burned her. That voice… it can't be…

Her bewildered blue eyes moved back to the other Inusouta behind her, who was still grinning in extreme amusement. She blinked, realizing that he wasn't hanyou, even though it was nighttime. (“Which… which one of you… is Inusouta?”)

The grinning one in the sapphire shirt nodded. “That would be me, vixen,” he said in English to prove it.

Warily she looked back at his twin in red. (“Then who is this? I thought you didn't have any brothers…”)

The grey-eyed man glared. (“It's me, you baka wench. Inuyasha. This is what I look like when I'm human. It only happens on the night of the new moon.”)

Absolute horror and mild disgust registered on her features. (“Are… are you telling me… that I… that I was just… kissing…”)

(“Your shuuto- your father-in-law.”) Inusouta was nigh on laughing by this point.

“Bloody hell...” she gasped out in English, her eyes as wide as they could go.

(“Yep. I'd say that pretty much sums it up.”)

Inuyasha narrowed his grey eyes. (“Whelp, if you tell your okaasan about this I swear I'll Bakuryuuha your scrawny ass.”)

Inusouta bowed reverently to his father, grinning like a dork the whole time. (“Hai, sir. You have my absolute silence on the matter.”)

Amber nearly expired on the spot from complete mortification. (“Can't I just curl up and die now?”)

(“Denied. We have a dinner engagement to attend.”) He offered the crimson-faced girl his arm and escorted her toward the awaiting limo. (“Your chariot, madame…”)

Kohaku looked up as the trio descended the long stone steps down toward them. (“It's about time, honey,”) she said to Amber. (“We were getting worried.”)

Inusouta gave a mysterious smile. (“We were… preoccupied.”)

Kagome thwapped him on the arm as Shippou helped his mate into the black limo. (“You're supposed to wait until after the wedding for that stuff!”) she scolded him.

Inusouta shot a grin at his father, who scowled even darker. (“Don't even say it, pup,”) he hissed under his breath.

(“Who's a pup? You look just like me. Why, we could practically be twins.”)

Amber punched him weakly in the arm. (“Stop that! Bad dog!”) She put her hands on her hips and glared at him, her face flaming. (“I swear, if I had a rolled up newspaper…”)

Kagome nearly fell over with laughter. (“Rolled up newspaper! I'll have to remember that one!”) Turning to her mate, who was rather flushed-looking, she gave him a mock-scolding. (“From now on, I won't use the word… I'll just spank your butt with a rolled up newspaper!”)

Kohaku peered out of the open door. (“Does that work on belligerent kitsune as well?”)

Shippou pulled her back inside. (“No.”)

Inuyasha looked like he was ready to kill something- which would be a considerable feat considering that Tetsusaiga was in the house and he was currently human. (“Can we just get going already?”) he yelled as he climbed into the limo.

Inusouta rolled his eyes. (“Well this should be fun…”)

.oOo.oOo.oOo.oOo.oOo.

The entire affair was elegant, refined, and entirely foreign to the couple from though the well, not to mention Inuyasha, who, for lack of a better description, was the complete opposite of those first two traits.

The limo ride wasn't quite so bad because everyone (except Shippou) was a human, so the hanyous' senses weren't overloaded by the moving vehicle. Shippou simply sat facing forward and focused everything he had on not getting sick. Having ridden on Kirara innumerable times for so many years helped somewhat, but here he was enclosed.

They disembarked at one of the fanciest restaurants in the city, which served a cacophony of different types of food- French, Italian, American, and of course, Japanese. Amber was delighted, Inusouta merely curious. Inuyasha was beyond skeptical, causing Kagome to want that rolled up newspaper rather badly. Shippou and Kohaku looked quite bewildered at the different items.

Everything was fine until Inuyasha tried to order the instant ramen he loved so much. When he was informed by the well-polished waiter that they did not serve ramen, his mate tried to prevent the spew of invective that emerged from the hanyou-turned-human's mouth but was sadly too late. Poor Kagome, mortified at all the disgusted stares they were receiving, nearly used the word to make Inuyasha behave.

Sporting a major sweatdrop accompanied with a severe eyetwitch at seeing his irate mate open her mouth to utter the subjugation word, Inuyasha decided to behave and let Kagome order for him.

Inusouta nearly collapsed from trying to contain his laughter. He also had the distinct impression that Shippou's tail- wherever it was hidden- was twitching madly with hysteria.

After that, dinner was somewhat normal. When Kagome ordered champagne to celebrate their upcoming wedding, the three with demon blood almost turned it down. After seeing his mate imbibing an entire three glasses in under twenty minutes (and scenting the change in both her sobriety and… other areas…) Shippou decided it probably wouldn't hurt to join the festivities.

Inusouta and Inuyasha both eyed their drinks somewhat warily. True, they were both in human form… a few drinks couldn't hurt, could it?

Amber and Kagome toasted each other amidst secretive giggles. The two males exchanged a glance, then gave in and joined them.

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A half hour and two more bottles of champagne later, the three men had to coerce their mates back into the limo. Kagome and Amber suddenly felt an insane need to start singing off-key at the top of their lungs all the way up the stairs to the shrine.

“'YAPPAPPAA YAPPAPPAA II-SHAN-TEN
hashagu koi wa ike no koi.
YAPPAPPAA YAPPAPPAA II-SHAN-TEN
mune no tai wa dakareTAI'”

Wake mo wakarazu ni
Ranma Ranma de hi ga kureru
kimi to atte kara
Ranma Ranma de
NANDAKANDA to suttamonda no seikimatsu

Shippou scratched his head. (“Who's Ranma?”)

Inuyasha snorted. (“Hell if I know.”)

Inusouta glanced at his father. (“He is the main character from some anime that Amber and Okaasan watched back when Amber first moved in. They were obsessed with it. He seems to be cursed or something so that whenever he gets doused with cold water, he turns into a girl. If the water is warm or hot, he turns back into a guy.”)

Grey eyes went wide in shock and horror. (“Into an honest-to-Kami girl?”) Inuyasha shuddered. (“Glad I ain't him.”)

The younger man paused, eyeing his father rather peculiarly. (“Actually, Otousan, you look very much like Ranma right now… perhaps if we braided your ponytail...”)

(“I'm a hanyou, half-wit!”) his father yelled back at him, furious to be compared to some fictional human character that turned into a female when wet! (“I don't look nothin' like some cross-dressing ningen!”)

Kagome turned around suddenly, stumbling slightly. Amber looked back as well. The two women stared owlishly at the man in question. Amber then looked at her own confused mate.

(“You' 'ight,”) Kagome agreed, nodding quite vigorously. She eyed Inuyasha's red shirt and black pants as if seeing a red Chinese-style shirt and kung-fu pants. (“He does loo' jush like -hic- Ranma!”)

Amber squealed. (“Kawaii!!”) She gave a lopsided grin and proceeded to glomp her future husband- the right one this time. She clung to his sapphire shirt and rubbed her cheek against his chest. (“But I haz yoo, huh, yoo bad doggie? How lucky am I?”) she purred.

Kagome wrapped an arm around Inuyasha's shoulders, hiccupping merrily. (“I'm th' lucky one,”) she giggled. (“I gots both Ranma and In'yasha!”)

Inuyasha groaned. (“Remind me not to let you drink alcohol any more, wench.”)

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Amber sighed happily as she sat in Goshinboku with Inusouta, who had shifted to hanyou just to jump the two of them up onto a sturdy branch. The stars were dim, overpowered by the vast brightness of the city underneath them, but to her, the night couldn't be more beautiful.

It was nearing three in the morning, but she couldn't sleep. The alcohol had made its way through her body, leaving her with a clearer sense of sobriety now that she had several glasses of milk to counteract the effects of the liquor.

“We're getting married tomorrow, huh?”

Inusouta glanced over at his daydreaming fiancée. “Are you having second thoughts, vixen?”

She shook her head. “I just… can't hardly believe it. I though… I thought I'd be in that… place… for the rest of my life.” She turned to him, tears in her eyes. “I never thought I'd see you again.”

He pulled her closer. “Now you will see me every day. We will never be parted again.”

Sapphire eyes went sad, distant. Immediately he grew worried. “What's wrong?”

“What… what if I can't get pregnant? Then… then our mating won't be considered valid. And… not only that…” She turned to him, her eyes large and alluring. “I… I really want to have your child.”

He grinned at her. “Are you sure you're not related to Miroku? He's famous for asking nearly every young woman in Japan to bear his child.”

She blinked. “You're kidding.”

“I kid you not.”

A faint blush stained her cheeks. “I don't want to bear anyone's child but yours, Inusouta.”

A deep, wholly possessive chuckle rumbled up from his chest. “Don't worry, kanojo. I won't let you bear anyone's pup but mine anyway.”

They sat in silence for a while, staring up at the velvet sky. When Inusouta cleared his throat, Amber looked at him askance. “Something on your mind?”

“Well… actually, I was thinking about how you had transformed that day when your parents came for you. I'm curious to see if you could transform at will.”

She blinked. “At will?”

“Yeah… I can do it… I thought maybe you could too.”

Nodding, she pondered that for a moment. “That's true… you can shift to hanyou or human whenever you want. And you think I could too?”

“Why not? It's obvious you have a hanyou form… it couldn't hurt to see if you can utilize it whenever you wish.”

Several moments went by before Amber spoke again. “How… how do you do it? I mean, how do you will the change?”

Inusouta shrugged. “It's all a matter of concentration. I focus on my hanyou blood, forcing it to surface. It's harder to do on nights with a new moon, but I can do it briefly. Why don't you try?”

Feeling rather foolish and extremely skeptical, she agreed anyway. She closed her eyes, focusing internally, searching for her dormant kitsune blood.

A flicker of a spark, somewhere within her, caught her attention. Mentally she probed, trying to get a clearer image of what it was she had found.

“I… I think… I think I see something…”

Inusouta nodded, even though he knew she couldn't see him with her eyes closed. “Don't let it go. Focus on it- pull it to the surface.”

Droplets of sweat began to form on her temples as she mentally fought with herself to fan that tiny spark into life. She ground her teeth under the intense concentration.

If Inusouta had been in hanyou form, his ears would've drooped in disappointment. Already several minutes had gone by and not so much as a shimmer of change. “Don't force yourself. It was just a thought… no need to try so hard.”

No! I won't give up! I can do this!

Her eyes snapped open as the spark she had found roared to life, filling her soul with warm, lavender flames.

Her body shifted, sprouting a long, golden tail and black-tipped triangular ears. Her nails became long, sharp claws and her incisors lengthened into lethal fangs.

She blinked in surprise. “Did… did it work?”

Inusouta stared at her in both surprise and pride. She had done it! She transformed of her own will! Sapphire eyes turned to him as she swished that long, luxurious tail. Vaguely he felt himself begin to harden.

Her eyes went wide as she sniffed delicately. “You… you're aroused, aren't you?”

This time his jaw almost hit the tree branch. “How… how in Kami's name could you tell that? You've never been a hanyou before!”

The grin she gave him was 100 percent vixen. “It smells like sex,” she purred, leaning closer. “Only mixed with the scent of you.” She inhaled again, her eyes half-closed, seductive. “It's quite intoxicating. How do you survive with a nose so sensitive?”

In response he pulled her to him, causing her ears to stand straight up in surprise.

“Enough, vixen. We're getting married in a few hours, and we both need sleep. Now get your tail inside and I will see you in the morning.”

She gave him a sexy little pout. “Awww… you're no fun.”

He winked as he shifted to hanyou and jumped down, watching her follow gracefully behind. “I'm plenty fun,” he replied as his ears twitched merrily. “As well you know.”

Amber sighed. “Do… do I have to change back? I kinda like being like this.”

Inusouta shrugged as he escorted her inside. “Why not wait until tomorrow after the wedding to show everyone your new trick?”

“I suppose...” Closing her eyes and concentrating again, she doused the inner flames of her youkai blood, lowering them only to a small flame, resting patiently in the back of her mind. Her body shifted back to ningen normal and she felt the loss cleanly.

Inusouta kissed her good night- or rather, good morning, given that dawn wasn't too far off. “I'll see you in a few hours, koi.”

“And then, we'll be getting married.”

He winked as he walked up the stairs to his room. “You'd better prepare yourself for one hell of a wedding night.”