Title: Soul under New Management
Author: landofthekwt
Genre: Angst
Universe: Canon
Rating: PG-13
Word Count:861
Pairing: Inuyasha/Kaille Howard
Warning: None First Tweak Management One Shot
Summary:Inuyasha runs into a woman bearing a familiar soul
The girl in the tie dyed tube top and the skin tight acid jeans screamed at the bartender.
"Where is my beer?"
The bartender had enough from this particular customer. "It is fifty-five minutes after last call and five minutes until closing time. I am not about to serve a drunk minor after last call."
"The law says that you cannot refuse to serve me of the basis of my sex."
The bartender pointed to the sign which stated " The management refuses the right to refuse service to anyone."
"But that does not apply to me."
"Lady, this is the Youkai Gay Gentlemen's Club. You ain't youkai, you ain't gay and you ain't a gentleman. What you are is a drunken human minor slut who is trying to get us to sell her beer after hours. If you do not leave right now, I will have the bouncer escort off the premises.
You are lucky that we do not call the police."
With the obviously drunken trollop reached across the bar to try and pour herself a beer.
"Inuyasha, do your job."
The hanyou literally bounced across the bar. He was dressed in a black tank top with skull on it and black leather pants with chains attached to various portions of the pants. He lightly rapped the girl on the head. In an instant she was unconscious. Five hundred years of rapping kitsunes on the head did come in handy. He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.
He gazed at the bartender "What am I supposed to do with her?"
"It is your fault that a minor made it into the bar after hours. You are going to have to take her
home and do it as discretely as possible."
The bartender rifled through her purse. It appeared that in among the fake Ids she had a real California drivers license showing her age and address. He tossed it to Inuyasha who caught with
her free hand. It showed her name as Kaille Howard. She appeared too young to be nineteen,
But her birth date was listed as June 18,2008. That date in itself bothered Inuyasha. There was something oddly familiar about that date.
He pulled on his leather jacket with the Hell's Angels logo on it. He still wore his colors after sixty years. Sometimes he reminded those days fondly. Whatever the bikers were they had always treated him as if he were no different from anyone else. He put on his hat. People sometimes said that it reminded them of the hat Marlon Brando wore in "The Wild Ones."
He pushed the door open and exited the bar. No one was around. He tied her to himself and revved the classic Indian motorcycle. Many people had the newer Indians which were manufactured under that name. Very few had the original bikes. Inuyasha had bought his new in the 1930's and had maintained it ever since.
He headed over the Bay Bridge to Oakland where the girl apparently lived. Arriving at the apartment complex., he found the keys to her security door and to her apartment. He decided not to put her in nightclothes, but put her in her bed fully dressed.
As he stared down at the girl sleeping on the bed in front he suddenly was hit with a strong sense of deja vu. She had seemed familiar. It was her scent as it wafted towards him that clinched it.
He had not smelled that particular scent in over four hundred years. It was paralyzing.He remembered for a moment the scent he smelled as he hung on the tree staring at Kagome. It had been Kikyo's scent. and yet not Kikyo's. Kaile Howard's scent was Kagome and yet not Kagome. She had that look that made her instantly recognizable as Kagome or Kikyou.He slumped into a chair in the bedroom. Not again. Kagome had died over 400 years ago.
She had been his mate and he had not mated since. She had left notes to give to her mother with instructions as to when and where they were to be delivered. It had been one of the hardest days of Inuyasha's life. He had to go through the sadness of Kagome's death all over again with her.. That date June 18,2008 when he visited Kagome's mother was last time he had been in Japan in 19 years. It was too much of a coincidence. Kagome's double shows with a birth dateshowing the same date that she had gone down the well.
How could the Kami do this to him? Both Kikyou and Kagome had died in his arms. Now here in America he had come face to face with a young girl who bore the same soul as the women he loved. Something inside of him was screaming for him to walk out that door and never come back.
He knew that any contact with this girl would lead to heart ache yet again, but his attraction to this soul was timeless. As he prepared for another go-around, he buried his head in his hands and cried.
