Story: Inuyasha One Half

Author: Minuiko

Summary: AU. Inuyasha is a regular kid on a class field trip to China. By some twist of fate, he falls into an enchanted spring in Jusenkyo, which turns him into a girl! While he searches for a cure, he makes new friends, enemies, and learns to deal with becoming the opposite gender. Inuyasha/Kagome, Miroku/Sango, etc.

Rating: PG-13

Inuyasha's POV

"What do you want from me, Inuyasha?"

Did he always have to sound so flat? I let go of my pride and pleaded, "C'mon, Sesshoumaru! I really need to go on the field trip, but I need a chaperone, and—"

He rattled off in his usual bored voice, "Mom and Dad are dead, I'm on my break, and therefore I have to go and baby-sit you?"

I snapped, "If you knew, then why don't you answer?"

He gave a tight smile. I swear, I have never seen this jerk smile before—not a real smile. Of course, I had to beg extra pitifully for him to agree on "babysitting" me (as he put it). He said, "Tell me why you 'need' to go, and I might consent."

Damn. I thought, /He's gonna tease me again/. I glared at him. "No reason. It would save me from competing in glaring contests with teachers, and—"

He interrupted, smirking, "You get to be with your girlfriend."

I growled, "Bastard. Kagome's NOT my girlfr—"

He waved his hand in dismissal. "I knew what you were going to say. Very well, I'll go."

Now, this was one of my friendliest (and shortest) talks with my god- damned older half-brother Sesshoumaru. We didn't really get along (probably because our father ditched his mom for my mom), but he was my "legal guardian." So I had to put up with it. At least we never went further than a few scratches.

I walked out, put my fist in the air, and said, "Score!"

Before I had time to celebrate, Sesshoumaru was outside, a mean smile playing on his face. "Oh, and unless you want to wear your old clothes to the field trip you need to go on so badly, I suggest you do the laundry. Or does your girlfriend like you smelling like old gym socks?"

I cursed. He knew that I hated laundry work. I muttered sarcastically, "Whatever, Sesshoumaru-sama."

He bared his teeth in a grin, replying smugly, "Go."

Before I was out of earshot, I yelled back, "She's NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!!!"

Jusenkyo

Inuyasha's POV

We were at Jusenkyo! Finally. The town was bustling, but it was rather primitive. And it was a bit too nature-related. I sniffed, "Doesn't look like much."

Sesshoumaru, who was wearing a tie and collared shirt (I hated it when he tried to look sophisticated; his so-called birthmarks and eye- shadow made him look like a total geek) was standing casually beside me. He yawned. "Your girlfriend's not here yet, little brother."

I clenched my hands into a fist. "Are you deaf? Every day I have to tell you the same things over and over again: She's not my girlfriend!"

He shook his head very noticeably, and I tried to punch him. Key word: Tried. He was a whole lot better than me at everything, even fighting, so he easily blocked my blow and caught me in a headlock.

"Hey, Inuyasha!"

I looked up at the familiar voice, struggling not to blush. She HAD to come right when Sesshoumaru was in the middle of humiliating me. Really great timing, Kagome.

Sesshoumaru smirked, letting me go. He whispered insinuatingly, "I won't keep you two apart for long," and departed gracefully, as though nothing happened. The bastard.

Kagome Higurashi waved to me. She was my best friend, but she was sometimes so optimistic that I wanted to puke. I muttered, "Hey, Kagome."

She smiled, saying brightly, "Was that your brother? You two kinda look alike."

I sputtered. How the hell did I look like him?! For one, I didn't wear cosmetics. I had black hair and brown eyes, not silver and gold. She waved her hands around, explaining, "Your face structures, the way you both keep your hair long, your movements."

Yeah, right, our movements. The way he nearly choked me to death and the way I lay squirming. We were nothing alike. Kagome changed the subject. "Hey, you wanna go visit the fighting grounds?"

I brightened. I really did like fighting, no matter how many times my damned brother always beat me at it. Kagome knew that. We went.

It turned out that the Jusenkyo fighting grounds consisted of hundreds of ancient poles stemming out of separate springs. Good luck not falling in, whoever fought there. Kagome asked me, "So, what's your brother like?"

I snorted. "Honestly? He's a real bastard."

She laughed. "No, really. I'm sure that deep down, you really care about each other."

Yeah, when hell freezes over. The care she was talking about, it must be buried really, really deep down. Like maybe two thousand leagues down. I sighed. "Okay. He teases me a lot. He makes me do laundry, wash the dishes, all the junk work. Alright? His personality . . . let's just say: a rock has more emotions than he does. Although . . ." I thought about it. "These days, he has been showing a heck of a lot more emotion than before . . ."

She smiled. "What about his appearance?"

I grinned. This would be fun. "Okay. His hair is naturally silver, don't ask me who he gets his genes from. Those stripes on his cheek are supposedly birthmarks, and he wears eye-shadow—"

A flat voice sounded from behind me. "Inuyasha."

Yaah! Sesshoumaru! I panicked, and accidentally fell headfirst into a random spring. They were pretty shallow, but . . . I looked down. Was I skinnier? I sure felt less buff. What was happening?

I resurfaced, gasping. No! My chest was . . . okay, immaturely put, they were girly. Not exactly melons. Around Kagome's size (Hey! No guy could really resist looking! Only . . . I wasn't a guy anymore).

Sesshoumaru stared down apprehensively at me. "I was about to warn you that the springs here were cursed. Looks like you found out first- hand."

I screeched, "No shit, Sherlock! I'm – I'm a GIRL, ASSHOLE!!!"

He smirked. "As I can see. So. What were you saying about my eye- shadow . . . little sister?"

Huh? What was that for? I muttered, "Shaddup," then turned to Kagome, baffled. She slowly reached into her pocket, and handed me a round mirror. She said, still shocked, "Don't freak."

I didn't, not on the outside anyways. On the inside, of course. I looked so . . . so girly! A girl with eye-shadow. Dark sakura, Sesshoumaru- colored eye-shadow. Damn. Guess I can't tease him anymore. I glared at my oh-so-useful older brother. "Don't say anything."

Kagome seemed to have gotten over her initial shock. She just stood there laughing, and laughing, and laughing. I sniffed, about to go, when she stopped laughing long enough to grab hold of me.

"Wait – Inuyasha. I don't think you'll want to wear that."

She pointed to my boys' shirt, which had gotten soaked, skintight, and overlarge. Not that I was fat or anything, but I preferred baggy clothing. I looked, filled with dread. I stifled a look of horror: my chest was pointing out. I never noticed it on Kagome.

She smiled slightly, saying brightly, "I have a spare uniform you can wear. And some, er, accessories."

Sesshoumaru, behind me, looked like he wanted to say something, but wanted to keep it to himself at the same time. At the conclusion of the brief struggle etched on his face, a smirk grew. He waved his hand and strolled away, saying with almost no feeling, "I'll see you around."

Before I couldn't hear, he added, "Sister." I rudely gestured at his back, but he didn't notice. Kagome, smiling, pulled me into her room at the Jusenkyo hotel.

Camp Grounds

Miroku's POV

I was accompanying Lady Sango on the one week educational field trip to Jusenkyo, China. Truthfully, she was watching me, not the other way around, but I was older, so it seemed logical that I would be the chaperone.

As Sango was distracted by her other friends, I spied Lady Kagome, Sango's best friend, with a girl I didn't recognize. The new girl was very attractive, and assuming she didn't know me, I strolled over to her.

She looked so defenseless, so utterly confused and gloomy. Whistling innocently, I pretended to trip and rubbed against her butt. On purpose, of course. She tensed up. "Miroku, you PERVERT!!!"

Before I knew it, I was on the ground, a handprint clearly visible on my cheek. I had to admit, it HURT. Even more than Sango's. Which was saying a lot. I got up groggily. So. She did know who I was. So why didn't I know her?

Kagome, obviously, noticed. She smiled at me, teasing, "Looks like you got rejected again, lech."

I groaned, rubbing my cheek. Kagome grew serious. "The springs around here are cursed. This," she motioned to the flushing girl besides her, "is Inuyasha."

My eyes widened. Inuyasha snorted, looking contemptuously at me. "Don't you dare laugh, Miroku."

Whoops. I had already started laughing. Manic laughter. The people around me started edging away from me, like I was a disease or something. Oh well, I couldn't blame them.

Kagome waited for me to recover. "You can tell Sango, but no one else is allowed to know, got it?"

I smiled at Inuyasha. "Nice skirt, Inu. It looks like we have more in common than I thought."

He reddened again, and muttered, "I DON'T wanna know . . ."

We parted for a while. After I told Sango, she sneered at me. "Well, who told you to grope the poor boy—girl—whatever— anyways?"

I gave her a boyish grin. "Lady Sango," I said dramatically, putting my hands over my heart, "You know you're the only one I truly love."

She pushed me playfully. "Shove off, Romeo."

I turned to Kagome, who was whispering something to girl-Inuyasha. I smiled. "It appears that Kagome is telling Lady Inuyasha about the monthly periodic breeding."

Sango slapped me on the cheek. My entire face now stung (the one Inuyasha gave me still hadn't faded yet). I rubbed both cheeks. "Ow . . . I meant monthly periodic bleeding."

She yelled at me, "How do you know about that ANYWAYS?!!"

I sighed, leaving with two vivid slap marks on both sides of my face.

So! Whad'ya think? This is my very first Inuyasha fanfic, so . . . don't judge too harshly. Ja!

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