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The Eternal Curse

(Title changed)

Chapter Two:

Prince Inuyasha

Disclaimer: People say I don't have a firm grip on reality when I claim to own Inuyasha. My response? Shut the hell up.

This is taking place during the same time Kagome gets up in the morning, and the day after.

~*~

"MIROKU!" A loud, angry voice filtered through the empty corridors. A young man, in his late teens, with jet black hair tied into a small ponytail at the base of his neck with midnight blue eyes looked up from his book and sighed.

"Oh great, he's up." Before he could move a muscle, a boy, around his own age, with streaming white-silver hair, kawaii, fluffy white doggy ears, and slightly slitted, mysterious amber eyes came busting into the room.

"Get off your ass you lazy houshi!" he yelled. Miroku casually stood up.

"Why must you yell, Inuyasha? I am but, two feet from you," he said casually. Inuyasha chose to ignore him, and continued his nerve-crushing glare.

"Why didn't you tell me Ma had to go to a conference?"

"You didn't ask."

"It's your responsibility."

"Must have slipped my mind." Inuyasha growled, Miroku rose an eyebrow, unfazed.

"You know what tonight is?"

"Monday night."

"No, BAKA! It's the new moon."

"And. . ."

"You know what happens!"

"Hai."

"Well then. . .?"

"Don't get so ruffled. You're old enough to handle yourself. No one has been able to hack into our security system for hundreds of years."

"It's only freaking guards!" Inuyasha cried.

"But it has worked, am I correct?" He opened his mouth to protest, closed it, thought, then blushed.

"Well, I guess so."

"My point well proven. You're going to be late for your lessons."

"Whatever. It's only swordsmanship. Totusai will give me a break."

~*~

"Inuyasha, you're half an hour late! Where were you?" the short old man with scruffy white hair pulled into a ponytail asked. His eyes - which were enormous - bulged out of their socket even more, as he stroked his black bull.

"Around," he mumbled, shrugging his shoulders.

Inuyasha practiced his swordsmanship in an open field, connected to the castle, rimmed with tall, concrete walls. Everyone feared that some enemy would come and kidnap him, but he never worried. He was a hanyou, he could take care of himself, though he always wondered what was on the outside.

Totusai sighed creakily, mopping his sweaty brow, as he pulled out a small, thin sword from the pack on Bull's back, then handed it to him.

"What's this old stick?" Inuyasha asked, swinging it around.

"That of course is the Azure Mist."

"Looks like a heap of junk to me," he mumbled, twirling the blade expertly in his hand.

"I know it doesn't seem like much, but it holds mystical power," the old man barked gruffly, then pointed to a large, cubed chunk of concrete five feet away.

"So. . .?"

"Cut it."

"That's easy, old man!"

"Totusai," he corrected, scratching his ear. "And you have to do it without moving."

"Oh." His arrogant grin faltered.

Inuyasha tightened his grip of the Azure Mist, hoping to be able to throw it at an angle, with enough strength to slice it. He braced him self, aimed, then hurled the sword at the stone, though it only got itself stuck. No slice made.

"Damn!" he growled, claws cutting into his palms.

"Don't get upset now! We still have what? An hour left to practice." Inuyasha groaned.

~*~

"Inuyasha my patience is wearing thin! If you don't at least try to succeed in this class, I am afraid that I will have to fail you, and furthermore. . .blah. . .blah. . .blah. . .blah. . .punishment. . .blah. . .blah. . .attempt to. . .blah. . .blah. . ." His attention faded out at he practiced balancing a quill on the tip of his claw. Mr. Anzu's lectures never failed to bore him to no end. He was in speech, his special class. No slang was accepted when you were a king-in-waiting, or so they called it. It was all a load of bull to him. Of course, you were allowed to do it occasionally, when you weren't in political meetings, but since he did it frequently, he was trapped in a speech class until he improved. He hadn't. Not for five years. It wasn't that he wasn't intelligent enough to do it - Inuyasha outsmarted everyone in the castle, except Miroku - it was just that he was too stubborn to even try.

"Now, Inuyasha, recite the sentences that we worked on earlier. In your textbook, chapter 5." Yawning, he opened up the ancient relic(the book) and flipped the pages. The sentences read: We all have to work hard to succeed. Everyone must do their parts. If you want something nothing else is going to do it for you, except yourself. ~What a corny sentence!~ he thought, and decided to have a little fun with Mr. Anzu, who was a short, balding man with wispy white hair and a body like a barrel.

"We all hafta work hard ta succeed. Everyone got ta do their parts. If you want something nothin' else is gonna do it fer you, except yourself." Okay, he admitted it. He was laying it on pretty thick, and even he had better speech, it was just funny to watch Anzu's face go from white, to blue, to red, and mouth wordlessly, while his eyes bulged out of his head.

"INUYASHA YOU WILL RECITE THIS SETENCE CORRECTLY IF IT TAKES ALL DAY LONG!" He winced, covering his sensitive ears with his hands.

"Alright, I know what I gotta do, you don't hafta yell so loud." Inuyasha smirked as the cycle went on. Changing colors, blubbering like a fish, popping eyes.

By the end of the lesson, Anzu was so tired and frustrated he retired from his job for a week. Inuyasha: 1 Anzu: 0. He made sure to swagger from the room, just to wither the poor man's nerves even further as he packed his bags.

Now it was time for gym with Maya. She was a petite woman with neck length light brown hair and round hazel eyes. Inuyasha thought she was cute, and he knew she thought he was also, but she was very dense so he just gave up on flirting. (Think of Hojo in short girl form)

"Ah, Inuyasha," she giggled, smiling as she waved at him. He had changed from his usual red kimono into a short sleeved shirt and tattered breeches.

"Uh. . .hi Maya." He used to be infatuated with her, but she couldn't pick up on the hints he gave her and there was really nothing behind that pretty face, as in a BRAIN.

"How are you doing?" Little dimples appeared on her face. Didn't she realize that he wasn't interested? Mentally shaking his head, brushing it off, he put on a fake smile.

"Fine. And you?" All this small talk was boring. He yawned.

"Great."

"How were your other classes?"

"Fine," he rumbled. When were they going to get on with the jog?

"Hey would you like do, you know. . .DO something this Saturday?"

"Oh look! A thingy!" She turned excitedly.

"WHERE?" While she was gazing off into the distance, looking for the thingy that never really existed, Inuyasha snuck away. "Where are you Inu-kun?" she wailed.

~*~

Lunch. His favorite period. Ripping into the chicken like a starved dog, he considered what he would do tonight. His mom was hosting a conference in one of the elegant spare rooms that no one ever went into, though it was decorated. That meant he wouldn't be able to see her all night. Now that he thought about it, he had been pretty childish this morning, like Miroku had pointed out. Stupid houshi. He gulped down some water and wiped it off with the back of his hand, then on his breeches. If he just stayed, locked up in his room all night, nothing would harm him, right? And no enemies knew when his time of the month was, right?

Nodding to himself, his ears flicked forwards. Someone was running towards him. Maya. He groaned.

"Inu-kun!" she squealed. "I found you! I found the thingy!" She held up a leaf in her hand. He sweat-dropped. How retarded. . .

"Uh, that's cute, Maya."

"And guess what?"

"What?" he asked dully, eyeing his dessert greedily.

"You get to miss your next period."

"WHAT!" He hopped up from his chair and Maya giggled at him.

"You're mom wants to talk with you, silly." Was she five or what? Cute, she was real, real, REAL cute, but a rock had more brains. ^_^*

"Okay."

"By Inu-sama!" Where did she get all of these pet names from? Sighing, he gobbled his entire hunk of cake in the space of about five seconds and trotted obediently to his mom's chambers.

~*~

"Aw, hi Inu-chan," she cooed. He always loved his mother's voice. Sweet as honey, smooth like silk. Sure, he could be a hell of a brat to everyone else, everyone else but his mom.

"Hello Ma." She was sitting on her bed, sunlight spilling from the window, glimmering on her black hair, and she was smiling at him. That smile always melted his heart.

"Sit." She pointed to a small cushion from a sofa by her feet and he sat, like a little puppy, as she put her hands to his totally kawaii ears and began to rub them. If she said that she was going to give over the whole kingdom to Sesshomaru, he wouldn't have cared, or heard, he was in pure bliss. "Inuyasha." His reply was a soft, rumbling purr.

"I'm sorry that I forgot to tell you about my meeting with Queen Higurashi of the Northern Lands. Does that upset you?" He shook his head.

"I will be in a spare room tonight. And it is the new moon. Do you want me to postpone it?"

"No. . ." he growled, a rare smiling gracing his features.

"I know you are vulnerable on this day, but when you're a strong hanyou-" He smirked. "-no one would dare bother you. Are you sure, I value you more than anything else in the world."

"I know mother, don't. . ." His eyes began to drift shut. When anyone ever touched his ears lovingly it was always giving a warm feeling-like you would have if you slipped in a hot bath-all over his scalp and it ran down his entire body.

"Now you're sure, Inu-chan? I don't want you getting hurt." He nodded and growled softly when she removed her hand.

"You can go finish the last five minutes of math before you have free time."

"Okay."

~*~

He was stuffed with food, and now was feeling very sleeping. Raking a hand over his amber eyes, he yawned and shuffled up to his chambers, to be greeted by Miroku, who was looking eagerly out of the window.

"It's almost time."

"I know, idiot."

"Gomen."

"It's alright, houshi."

"Are you going to stay up tonight?"

"Duh. I'm not really in the mood to get murdered in my sleep," Inuyasha answered truthfully with the smallest hint of sarcasm. As soon as the sun set he began to feel tingly all over. First, his hair, originally white-silver was getting streaked with black identical to his mother's and was shortening, along with his height. Then, his claws and doggy ears shrank and regular human ones replaced them. Next, his fangs disappeared and finally, his eyes turned into a deep blue-purple.

He growled, though it was no where as impressive.

"I feel so weak."

"It's alright. It's only for one night."

"Do you know how many enemies my father and mother have?" he barked. Miroku nodded.

"Yes, I am two years older than you."

"Feh! Like that really makes a difference."

"Are you upset that your father is dead?"

"Hell no! I didn't even know the guy. That's the problem. Always off in the wild or fighting in petty battles, I didn't even know what he looked like much less what he WAS like." Miroku shook his head sympathetically, squeezing Inuyasha's shoulder.

"I don't need your pity, Miroku. I don't need anyone's."

"So, do you think Queen Higurashi is here?"

"Don't change the subject."

"Gomen."

"How the heck do you expect me to know?" Inuyasha cried, throwing his hands up in the air.

"I didn't. I just wanted to change the mood, geez, do you think?" he asked.

"If you weren't my friend--"

"Anyway, did you hear that one of her daughter's died?"

"Yeah. Kikyo was it? I saw her once. Tried to beat the crap outta me though."

"When did that happen?"

"You remember. Some stupid business trip."

"Ah, yes. How old were you at the time?"

"I dunno, 12 maybe."

"Does she have any other daughters?" Now a mischievous glint was in the eyes.

"Hell, I don't know what yer scheming but I don't wanna be any part of it."

"Inuyasha. . ."

"Fine! Her name's Kami or Kaphome or something like that." He crossed his arms over his chest.

"Have you ever seen her?" Inuyasha shook his head.

"Nope, all I know is that she looks just like Kikyo, the creepy b*tich! Something happened to both of them right after we left but mother never told me." He shrugged his shoulders. "Not like I care of nothing. That whole family is screwed in my opinion."

~*~

"Good morning Inuyasha. Did you sleep well?" Shioko(his mom) asked politely as she sipped her tea. He took his place next to her at the seemingly mile long table, grabbing a glass of water.

"No, Ma, I never sleep well on the new moon," he muttered, shoveling some rice in his mouth with his chopsticks. "How was your conference wit that Higurashi?"

"Fine. We really wanted to get to know each other better and clear up our borders so trade will be easier. Then we got to talking about you." His face turned bright red.

"W-what. MA!" he yelled. Everyone turned to looked at him, including Miroku who was at his right, blinked, then went back to their food.

"No, no. It wasn't anything embarrassing. But she has a daughter, and well--" He cut her off.

"YOU TRIED TO MARRY ME TO HER?" Pressing silence filled the room once more. He blushed again.

"No! No!" She merrily waved her hands in front of her face. "I told her about your little problems-"

"WHAT!"

"Inuyasha, PLEASE people are starting to stare." He nodded, directing his gaze back to his bowl of rice.

"Gomen, but what about enemies--"

"Anyway, Queen Higurashi is single and she is a very wonderful woman, so I don't believe she'll spill the secret. Her daughter, Kagome, has a problem, too."

"It's not the same!" he rumbled, almost choking on his food.

"You're right. Very, very different, but closer than you think. So, we thought you'd like to meet." He dropped his chopsticks.

"Ma! I don't care about meeting some snobby little girl, all I wanna do is live here in peace!"

"I thought it would be good for you to mingle with females your own age."

"Feh!"

"Inuyasha, please don't be difficult. You'll only be spending a month or so with her, and then you can leave."

"Ma! How could you do that?"

"Mother know's best!" she replied casually, returning to tea. "Besides, from what I heard, Kagome is beautiful."

"Like hell that matters to me." But, it did, in fact, spark his interest.

"Oh please, Inuyasha try, I'm sure that you'll enjoy it, and I am allowing Miroku to join you!"

"That's a relief." When his mother screwed up those big puppy eyes he couldn't shove her off.

"It'll be good to make some new friends, and I'm sure you'll like it there. Kagome, is also in need of a friend."

"No catch?"

"No catch." He nodded, but from the a feeling of dread settled at the pit of his stomach, he was sure it was a bad omen of things to come.

~*Whew, that was the longest chapter I've ever written! Please tell me if it makes sense and remember to review! Later Days!*~