Disclaimer: Inuyasha and its beautiful characters are © to Rumiko Takahashi-sama and a whole heck of a lot of other people…but I'm not one of them. Same for anything else I reference to.
Heartless-chan's Notes: I'll be stunned if this is an original idea. Hopefully, though, the pairing and the different take on what could happen will keep you here? I can hope. –cheesy grin- I love this couple, and I've wanted to write for them togetherfor ages…not that I don't know the joys of Jak/Ban (There's a tiny, microscopic smidgeon in here if you so wish to see it).
Summary: Inuyasha goes to the present time, in his impatience not realizing that he's being watched…or followed...by a certain undead mercenary.
Warnings: For Pete's sake, it's JAKOTSU! Shounen-ai goodness for all! If you don't like that, why ARE you reading this? Don't even bother flaming, I really don't give a crap.
Heartless-chan: And without further ado… Jakotsu's Day Out, Chapter 1!
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"Hmmm hmmm hmmmmm!"
It was a lovely day, sunny and not too hot or cold. Perfect, in Jakotsu's mind, for singing and frolicking. Well…not that he generally went frolicking around, heh, since Bankotsu-oo-aniki considered it degrading to their image of murderous, cold-blooded mercenaries as a whole, and forbid him from such antics… And Jakotsu generally listened to that command, for he had no real reason to frolic - unless he was to be joined by a certain hanyou, who, unfortunately, didn't seem the frolicking type.
So, singing it was; except, how do you sing about a nice day? He didn't know many songs, and most he had simply made up. A lot involved cutting things up, blood, and of course, Inuyasha. (SIGH) This left Jakotsu's only option – it was a truly beautiful day and it would be tragic if it passed completely unappreciated, in his mind – as humming. Loud, tuneless humming, with no direction, humming for the sake of humming…
Annoying humming, apparently, that occasionally sounded like the name of that dog-eared hanyou. It was no small wonder that the other Shichinintai told him, in so many words, to 'go appreciate the day elsewhere'. Even Oo-aniki looked upset, after a particularly long 'Hmhm-hm-hm' (Inu-ya-sha) followed by a big sigh as in Jakotsu's head images popped – of the owner of the name.
Thus, Jakotsu was taking a walk, still humming nonsensically. Which was nice, as he could skip and frolic if he so wished. It was on that walk through some forest – he barely paid attention to details like scenery when images of Inuyasha were floating in his head – that he ran across that certain someone.
Oh, come now, you know who it is…
The young mercenary slowed to a stop, blinking to make sure this wasn't some strange mirage caused by his wishful thinking. But, the image held –
A grumpy, deliciously pouty Inuyasha stood in the clearing, glaring down at something and muttering about being late.
Jakotsu felt a happy smile form at the sight, thankful for this lovely day. Sunlight was streaming down, making the hanyou's long, silver hair look even more shiny and silky – the zombie's hands itched to run through the brilliant locks – and his kimono all the more red. The contrast between the two was almost a sin, it was so gorgeous; Inuyasha definitely looked best in that shade of blood red, yum...
He had meant it when he said pouty – Inuyasha's arms were crossed over his chest, his dark brows furrowed, his lower lip jutted out. It was an adorable expression, one the revived human had never seen before upon Inuyasha, and made Jakotsu want to take him into his arms and…cuddle. And just cuddle, as opposed to cuddling the hanyou boy's bloody remains…an odd feeling indeed.
His smile stretched into more of a goofy grin. He knew just how he'd go about it, too…
He'd wrap his arms – no - one arm around the pretty boy's waist, the other around his shoulder's, and pull the young man's smaller body against him, Inuyasha's back to his chest. Jakotsu would bury his face in that silky silver hair of his, and then straighten to his full height to toy with Inuyasha's adorable canine ears…with his mouth…
'Inuyasha,' he'd whisper into one, 'Don't be mad.'
'Don't whisper in my ear, you jerk!' The hanyou would grump, tightening his crossed arms. 'I'm not mad, just…never mind! You leave me alone!'
Jakotsu would laugh and Inuyasha would gasp. 'You always say that.'
'And you never listen.' The biting tone would recede now, and Inuyasha would loosen and relax into the embrace, 'Ever.'
Jakotsu's reply would be cheerful: 'Nope! What would you do if I did?'
'I…' The adorable hanyou would turn, placing his clawed hands on Jakotsu's bare shoulders. Wait, where'd their clothes go? Oh, never mind, it wasn't important. Naked Inuyasha, pressed against him!
'I don't know…' One clawed finger reached up to linger over Jakotsu's mouth.
'You'd miss me, that's what!' The human would say, grinning cheekily and kissing the fingertip. Big golden eyes would widen as he realized what he had done. He'd jerk his hand away – so shy - but Jakotsu wouldn't mind. His own hands, both on Inuyasha's waist now, would slide down to explore lower regions…
'Oh, shut up!' Inuyasha would growl, turning red at the wandering hands but not protesting. He'd shakily cup the striped cheek, bringing them closer.
'…Jakotsu, I…' he'd murmur as their lips met and –
The shojou bubbles that had begun to gather popped.
What the heck was he doing, fantasizing, when the REAL Inuyasha was but a few feet away? Where were his priorities? And, now that he thought about it, what was up with Inuyasha? It wasn't like him to just stand and let himself be ogled and drooled over. Or, was he really not aware of Jakotsu?
The zombie's eyes narrowed. He definitely didn't like the thought of Inuyasha ignoring him.
He opened his mouth to let Inuyasha know he was here – maybe the usual 'Oy, Inuyasha!' – when Inuyasha scowled even fiercer than before, shouted "That's it!", leapt into the air and…
vanished
'Huh?' Jakotsu found himself wondering. 'Where'd he go? He was here just a second ago... ' The dark-haired mercenary stepped forward, into the clear. Maybe that Inuyasha was simply a figment of his imagination, a very nice figment, but…
Jakotsu looked around for anything that might disprove that, and found some flowers, a lot of grass, a big tree, and a dry well. Somehow, he didn't think the first three would help. The well he had not seen before because of the angle and the underbrush, but Inuyasha had been standing right next to it. Could this be what he was glaring at?
The zombie peered down it, calling, "Is this where you've gone, Inuyasha?" No answer, but he hadn't really been expecting one.
Jakotsu bit his painted lip and sat back on his haunches, considering. Inuyasha had leapt, and instead of landing, he had fallen out of sight. The well would be the place…
Ooh! Jakotsu brightened, thinking maybe there was a secret passage down there, like a tunnel or a door or something. 'Jakotsu and Inuyasha's Secret Tunnel Rendezvous'…He liked that.
"Here I come, Inuyasha!" Placing one hand on the braided hilt of his blade for reassurance, – well, it was dark… - Jakotsu jumped into the black abyss.
In the darkness, his neck began to glow an odd pink...
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Kagome Higurashi stretched, not realizing the danger she was in. Humming her own merry tune, she tapped her pencil against her desk, thinking over the next question. "I think it's…" Oops, wouldn't want to be accused of cheating, would she?
She scribbled down her answer, smiling a little. For the first time in a long, long while, she knew the material, knew she was getting the answers right! She had finally gotten some studying done in the Feudal era, and it was actually paying off.
Right into her ear, someone snarled, "What ARE you doing!"
Kagome jerked, leaving a big streak on her page. Her wide blue eyes met furious gold hidden – not well - behind dark sunglasses.
"Yakuza? Er, I mean, Inuyasha?"
The hanyou growled something affirmative.
Inuyasha. Here. In her classroom.
"INUYASHA?" She shrieked, then immediately covered her mouth.
"Who else would it be?" He asked sarcastically.
People were beginning to look up from their own tests to stare at the strange-looking, baseball-capped boy – with such long hair, some people even wondered about that - who dressed in head to toe in bright red - or in this case, ankle, because he wore no shoes. Who, by the way, had not entered through the door, but the window. The second floor window.
"What are you doing here?" She whispered angrily, "I'm taking a make-up exam."
Inuyasha assumed his normal pose, crossing his arms and glaring. "You've taken enough exams." He pointed accusingly at the clock on the wall. "The big hand is past the twelve – or is it the little one?" He flung his accusing finger down in a fist – at his side, not on her desk, thankfully. "Argh! The point is, it's passed the time you said it would be back!"
"I thought we've already talked about this-" The raven-haired girl began, only to stop and freeze guiltily as another entered their conversation.
Her teacher, an intimidating man with glints in his glasses that perpetually hid his eyes, pushed them back a little and questioned, "Ms. Higurashi, is there a problem?"
"Um…" Kagome sweatdropped. 'Think quick, girl!'
After feeding the teacher a ridiculous, long winded lie about Inuyasha working at the Higurashi shrine, - thus excusing the outfit, sort of - and needing her for 'ritual' purposes - would the lies never end? - Kagome was permitted to escort her friend to the door, since Inuyasha didn't know where it was, thus the window entrance – the weakest yet.
"It's a good thing there's a festival today …" Kagome said aloud, before turning on her hanyou friend with an expression that could be classified only as murderous. "I-NU-YA-SHA."
"What?" Did he seriously not understand? "Come on, get on my back, let's get out of this stinking place – it smells nasty." No, it seemed Inuyasha did not.
"When we do get back, I'm going to sit you six feet into the ground." She promised herself before replying tightly, "I'm not going back yet. I've still got tests to do."
"WHAT?" He roared, enraged. "What do you mean, 'tests'? You've done tests!"
Oh, how bad she wanted to 'sit' the idiot… she had to bite her lip to stop herself, instead informing him loudly, "And now I have more! I'm sorry, Inuyasha, you'll just have to wait."
"I've been waiting!" He protested, hands twitching.
"And now you'll wait more!"
"ARGH!"
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"'You'll just have to wait, I-nu-ya-sha'," The hanyou said in a mocking, dramatically high-pitched voice. "Who does she think she is, why I oughta…" Deadly-sharp claws twitching and popping in rage began to draw some curious glances, but most people walking on the busy street didn't care. Hmm…maybe acting like a furious demon on a busy street wasn't the best idea…
"Crazy cosplayer," his ringing ears caught someone mutter as they pushed past.
What? Oh well, it probably wasn't important…
"That bitch," he spat, "telling me to walk home…with all this stink." He stopped his stomping pace to rub his poor sensitive nose. The sounds, the smells, heck, even the sights…. things in the city were almost too much for him, but he'd never admit that.
For a moment, he spitefully considered returning to the shrine by his soaring jumps, despite what Kagome had ordered, when something caught his eye – or rather, his nose. It was heavenly, it was refreshing, it was familiar and-
It was ramen.
More particularly, a ramen stand.
He grinned, showing sharp canines. Well, maybe he could stick around the streets a little while longer….
- End chapter 1
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