InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Reversal ❯ Home again, home again, jiggity, jig! ( Chapter 3 )

Reversal

 

Chapter 3: Home again, home again, jiggity jig!

 

A/N: A review! I feel so tingly! Thank you, Miss Mischief!

Cursing abounds, mostly because Inuyasha has some face time in this chapter, and that boy sure has a dirty mouth.

 

 

Kagome watched as Sesshomaru walked back to the camp. His head was held high, mouth set in a thin, determined line, eyes cold. She guessed he did not see the tree root.

 

Sesshomaru fell, a twisted tangle of limbs and muffled curses. Briefly, she considered going to help him, but decided that would probably just piss him off more. Instead, she waited until she could not see him anymore, and followed slowly, if for no other reason than to make certain he did not do any lasting harm to her body.

 

Kagome could not suppress a chuckle as she heard him bumble and crash through the forest. Sesshomaru was…clumsy. Well, that probably was not it. He was just unused to being in a human body. And truth be told, she was not fairing much better.

 

Everything, from walking to picking a leaf out of her now incredibly, luxurious hair, took little to no effort. Once, a low-hanging tree limb had gotten in her way. She had simply reached up to swat it away, and ended up tearing the whole damn thing off. Kagome kept having to remind herself to be careful.

 

She stopped when she heard voices. Angry voices. Great, she thought, Inuyasha is probably yelling at Sesshomaru and calling him names like “Stupid wench”. So much for Sesshomaru keeping his cool.

 

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Sesshomaru endured his brother's tirade with a cool head. The insults and jeers, were not, after all, aimed at him, but rather the ridiculous female whose body he inhabited, and frankly, he agreed with everything Inuyasha said…tho he would be hard pressed to admit that.

 

Besides, he told himself, there was no indignity I could suffer that could possibly hold a candle to helping that disgusting wench relieve herself. He considered it the low point of his entire, long existence.

 

He wondered idly, hiding his curiosity with a cold smirk, if the worthless hanyou spoke to the wench like that all the time. Bah! What do I care if he does? Serves her right.

 

His half brother was still screaming at him. He sighed.

 

“Half…er…Inuyasha, if you don't mind. I'm going home. Right now, no arguments,” he said softly.

 

The hanyou's eyes grew large and then narrowed. “Ain't no way yer going home, stupid! You haven't found a shard in three weeks. Three fucking weeks! You're such a baby, always crying about wanting to go home.”

 

Inuyasha got in his face, hot breath fanning over his cheek. Sesshomaru fought to keep from smacking his jaws. Inuyasha inhaled sharply, and then his eyes glazed over and his lips curled back from his teeth.

 

“You smell like Sesshomaru again.”

 

Sesshomaru shrugged. “So? Why are you changing the subject? I am going home. Now. Take me to the well, this instant.”

 

Inuyasha chuckled softly, but it sounded dangerous and lacked mirth. “Yeah, yeah. Okay. Have it your way, wench. Get your stuff.”

 

Pleased, he ignored the strange looks Inuyasha's companions gave him and retrieved the bright, yellow satchel he had seen the wench carrying. He did not bid any of them farewell, and neither did they say goodbye to him.

 

#

 

Humiliating. That was the only word he could think of as he struggled to keep up with his worthless half brother. He was running as fast as his weak, human legs could carry him, all red in the face, huffing and puffing, and still he could not keep up. He was too proud to ask the hanyou to wait up, so he just had to hope he was headed in the right direction.

 

Suddenly he broke into a clearing and nearly collapsed. Hands on knees, he tried to catch his breath. It hurt to breathe. Hurt! His sides burned, his legs ached, and he doubted very much he had even come that far. Being human was a gigantic pain in his ass.

 

Meanwhile, Inuyasha sat on the lip of the well, not even breathing hard. Sesshomaru wanted to kill him. Well, he had always wanted to kill him, but now he wanted to do it slowly. Maybe, I'll peel his skin off and pour vinegar on him, or slowly, very slowly rip his wench to tiny, little bits and force him to eat said bits…and so went the train of delicious thoughts of torture.

 

“See?” Inuyasha taunted. “All this going home crap is makin' you soft.”

 

Sesshomaru really wanted to insult him back, but he had not caught his breath yet. After several long moments, with Inuyasha staring at him strangely the entire time, Sesshomaru straightened and walked to the well.

 

But a surge of youki stopped him. It prickled at the back of his neck, making all the little hairs stand up, making him shiver. He hoped it was not the wench. He really did. Inuyasha was stupid, but surely, not that stupid. The hanyou was sure to feel or smell his body.

 

“Goodbye, Inuyasha. I'll be back shortly, I'm sure.” He waved and forced a tight smile.

 

Inuyasha did not move.

 

“Well? I said I was going. Why are you still here?”

 

“If yer going, then why don't you just jump in? Or are you waiting for someone?” Inuyasha was sneering.

 

Shit. Shit, shit, shit. The last thing Sesshomaru wanted to do was jump in that well. He had no idea what might happen, and he never jumped into a situation without knowing all about it first. Well, except for the whole statue mess, and he had certainly learned his lesson, and very painfully too.

 

Before he could think of a logical reply to the half-breed's question, he heard a smooth voice…his voice, behind him. He cringed.

 

“That's right, Inuyasha. Kagome is waiting for me.”

 

Inuyasha sprang from the lip of the well, drawing Tessaiga simultaneously. “Like hell she is!”

 

 

#

 

Well, Kagome thought chewing her bottom lip, nearly biting it off with her fangs, it seemed like a decent idea a second ago.

 

“It is not what you think…um…idiot?” Kagome said to Inuyasha, not quite used to the whole arrogant, insult thing.

 

Sesshomaru stared at his feet and slowly shook his head.

 

Inuyasha raised Tessaiga higher. “Oh yeah? Then what the fuck do you want with Kagome, asshole?”

 

“I…um…this Sesshomaru is merely curious about the wench's home in the future! Yeah! And I asked nicely if she would take me to see it, and she said she would.” Kagome tried really hard to get the Lord of the West's tone of cold disdain down, but she thought she just sounded a bit like she had a head cold.

 

Inuyasha narrowed his eyes. “Feh! Kagome is stupid, but she isn't brainless.”

 

Her youki flared around her, almost visible, like heat shimmer on the horizon.

 

“Inuyasha!” she ground out through clenched teeth. “Sit boy!”

 

To say the look on his face as he plummeted to the ground was that of astonishment was a bit of an understatement. He did not even curse on the way down. Kagome leaped into the air over an inert Inuyasha and toward a befuddled Sesshomaru. She swept the demon lord into her arm with ease.

 

“Hold on tight, Sesshomaru!” She whispered in his ear as they fell into the Bone Eater's well.

 

#

 

“Get. Off. Me,” came an irate, female voice from under her.

 

Kagome blinked a few times, feeling slightly disoriented.

 

“Oh! Sorry!” she said.

 

Gingerly, she helped Sesshomaru stand, picking a twig out of his tangled hair. “You okay?”

 

“No! This body is useless, and is plagued by staggering weakness, not to mention various aches and pains. Gods, woman! I thought only the old had such problems.” He stopped his tirade and looked up, not at clear, blue, summer sky, but at the roof of the well house. “Where are we?”

 

Kagome groaned. “Home…my home. This is going to be…interesting.”

 

 

#

 

The irritating bitch had insisted that he listen to her babble about her home before they even climbed out of the well. She gave him what she called `ground rules'. He largely ignored her, instead focusing on the strange smells and sounds.

 

True, his senses were nearly worthless, but he could pick up faint traces of unfamiliar aromas…and the noises! He was itching to see what was outside the well house, but he refused to show his impatience.

 

The future! Oh, if only he had his own body, the fun he could have. He could not, with his limited miko abilities, sense any nearby youkai. Which meant they were either very adept at hiding, or gone entirely. The thought unsettled him, but intrigued him too. This place was ripe for conquest if he could get his body back in a timely fashion.

 

The woman poked him sharply in the chest. It hurt. He snarled.

 

“Hey! You're not listening! You know what? My mom is never going to believe you are me. Never in a million years. You suck at impersonating me.”

 

“This Sesshomaru does not know what you mean by `suck', but I take it is a negative thing. I do not see the point in seeing your mother, so the need for this disgusting charade is pointless. As much as I would like to explore your `home', I doubt the solution to our current state is here.”

 

“Now, now, Sesshomaru. You're going to have to trust me. I have a couple ideas…well…okay, I have one idea, but it's a good one!” She gave him a brilliant smile.

 

He shrugged. Certainly it could not get any worse than the incident with his penis. Surely. Of course, Sesshomaru, though he would never admit it, had been wrong before.