This was inspired by a rather odd clip I heard on the Internet. It is the first fanfic I have ever actually written with the intention of posting it somewhere. (Of course it would be a one shot, and a short one at that.) I hope that should you find something just completely wrong about it, you'll be nice enough to leave me a spiffy review telling me what, why and how I can fix it. It would be so very appreciated. And yeah, the whole thing's pretty much completely out of character. Oh well. Enjoy!
Kittie-Strange
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha. But I can dream, right?
AdviceIt all started when InuYasha decided he needed a bit of advice. Now, it was well known that the hotheaded hanyou wasn't the smartest when it came to certain things. So, oblivious, he went to Miroku. The monk smiled wisely, sat the hanyou down and told him many things. The hanyou spent a long night considering his friend's words. Over the next few days, he decided to test the monk's advice.
This earned him many strange looks and many, many 'sits's.
Finally, after Kagome had subdued him into a three-foot crater, Sango drew him aside.
"Look," She said. "I don't know where you're getting these crazy ideas, but obviously they're not working."
Feeling rather stupid, InuYasha told her of Miroku's advice. When he finished, she sighed.
"You idiot. You should have known better then to ask Miroku."
By now the hanyou had gotten past feeling stupid and was just irritated. "Then what the hell do you suggest?"
The taijiya thought for a long moment. Finally, she called to Kirara and climbed onto the cat demon's back. "Well, come on."
Confused, InuYasha hopped up behind her. They flew for hours. As the sun sank lower in the sky, InuYasha began to get a bit frustrated. "Where are we going?"
"You'll see." Came the reply.
After what seemed like days instead of hours, Sango gave the fire cat some subtle signal, sending her drifting downward. They landed with a slight thump of paws in the middle of a flower-speckled field. A slight squeak of surprise drew the hanyou's attention to the little girl who had apparently been picking said flowers. It was with a sudden, growing horror that he recognized the child. Hoping desperately that he was wrong, he scanned the area as he slid from Kirara's back and unconsciously wrapped a hand around Tetsusaiga's hilt.
"InuYasha." And there it was. That oh-so-hated, mocking voice.
The hanyou turned and glared defiantly at his elder brother. They stood in silence for an eternity that was only a few minutes. The silence was broken by the exasperated voice of the taijiya.
"Well, don't just stand there, InuYasha. Ask him."
Abruptly, InuYasha turned a lovely shade of red and sputtered an objection.
"Oh for the love of…Grow a backbone, InuYasha!" Sango rolled her eyes, sighing for the hopelessness of males.
Just a bit curious, Sesshomaru raised one eyebrow. "You have a question, little brother?"
InuYasha turned a darker shade of red and glared hatefully at the ground. Sango jabbed him sharply in the back with Hiraikotsu. Hissing in humiliation, the hanyou lifted his head and stared at some point over his sibling's shoulder.
"I know we don't always get along," The hanyou gritted his teeth. "But, I n-n-need…some advice."
"Indeed?" Sesshomaru smirked inwardly, sensing a whole new way to torment his little brother. "On what, may I ask?"
Clenching his fists, InuYasha bravely battled back the urge to draw Tetsusaiga. "…Girls."
After another of those strange, long silences, a certain toad-like youkai shivered in terror and a little girl stared in shock as their lord laughed.
Sango smiled weakly. "See, that wasn't so hard, was it?"
InuYasha simply stared at her. "I hate you."
