Okay, this is my first fanfic, so review and tell me what you think about it. No flames, please. Flamers will have my dragons sicced on them!
Italics in this story are for emphasis; Italics Bold represent thinking.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inu-Yasha.
Chapter 1
"Why are we fighting this demon if it doesn't have any Shikon shards?"
"We are fighting it because the village is paying us to, and I have already accepted the payment."
"Miroku, you are the most unscrup- Ow! The damn demon bit me!" Inu Yasha shook his arm in an attempt to get the demon off. "Let go!"
Sango chose this moment to throw her boomerang, neatly severing the snake demon's head. This killed the demon, of course, although its fangs remained embedded in Inu Yasha's arm, a fact Kagome noticed at once.
"Inu Yasha, these fangs are two inches into your arm! I'll get them out for you."
"Kagome, I am perfectly able to get them out on my- OW!" Kagome had ignored his protests and yanked out the fangs. She stood frowning at the fangs resting in her hand, completely oblivious to Inu Yasha's shocked stare.
"These feel. . .weird," Kagome commented.
"Of course they feel weird!" Inu Yasha shouted. "They're drenched in my blood!"
Kagome blushed, staring at the noticeably red fangs. "I didn't mean like that," she mumbled. "You think we should keep them?"
"Why?" Inu Yasha asked reasonably.
Kagome shrugged. "I can't detect any demonic aura around them. Miroku?"
Miroku grabbed her hand, staring at the fangs. "I can't detect any demonic aura either," he puzzled.
Sang came to stand between Miroku and Kagome. "Isn't that odd? The aura should stay unless purified."
Miroku nodded, his hand straying to Sango's backside. Sango responded to his usual ploy in her usual way: blushing furiously, slapping his face, and moving farther away. Miroku just stared at her retreating form, absently fingering the hand-shaped red mark on his face.
Kagome shook her head and slipped the fangs into her pocket. "He never learns."
That night, Kagome was studying the fangs. They gleamed dully in the light of the full moon, no longer red; she had washed off the blood earlier. They still felt weird, proving that it was not just Inu Yasha's blood that made them feel so. Although she had told the others she felt no demonic aura from the fangs, she did feel a strange aura from them. An aura that was somehow intertwined with Inu Yasha's. "Hmm. . . ," she murmered, turning over the fangs in her hand.
"What's wrong, Kagome?" Shippo asked, startling her out of her reverie. After staring blankly at the young fox demon for a few minutes, she seemed to collect herself and smiled. "It's nothing, Shippo." I just have a bad feeling about something. . . , she thought staring back in the direction of the clearing where they had slain the snake demon.
At the clearing, the body of the snake demon glistened in the moonlight. The decapitated head was connected to the body in a few places by a fine mesh of scales that was slowly growing. A cold laugh sounded through the clearing. "Thank you, Inu Yassssha," a voice hissed. One of the snake's eyes moved a fraction, and the cold laugh was heard again.
Back at the campsite, Inu Yasha's dog ears twitched in recognition of the distant sound. His sleep, however, remained undisturbed, and when the sun rose five hours later, its rays shone down on Inu Yasha's silver hair.
End Chapter One
Well, that was the first chapter! Review please! Oh, and I am aware that Inu Yasha's hair is white, and I know silver is darker than white. So, why is his hair getting darker? You'll just have to wait and see!