A/N: You may note that the first chapter of this new story was posted as chapter four in "Never Mind." It was pointed out to me by a dear friend that it felt like a whole new story. "Never Mind" feels like a series of long drabbles. So...here you are. A new story. The goal for "From Another World" is to update it weekly to ensure I force myself to have a regular writing time each day.

I do not own Inuyasha, nor do I make any profit from this story.

Warning: Light solo play. Mentions of nudity.

Shippo found himself wondering through the woods absently. To be honest, he was downright solemn. His only stability he'd been given since the death of his parents was about to break. He was old enough now to properly fend for himself—an adolescent who physically appeared fourteen or fifteen in human years—and he had learned many fighting techniques in his travels. There was no concern for his health or wellbeing.

No matter how much Shippo told himself this, he wanted his family to remain untouched. He didn't want Kagome to go off to college and only come back two days out of the week. Sango and Miroku should be married by now. Shippo had thought the monk had proposed at one point! What happened with that? They had no business going separate ways.

The young fox wandered as he thought about his world crashing down around him, and he soo found himself in a clearing not too far from the bone eater's well. He'd been there many times before, the village had practically become his home though they had been on the road for so long. He knew the clearing well, and it was because his wandering distracted nature in such a familiar setting, that he let his sharp instincts settle and soften. So, it took him getting too close to the boarder of the clearing to catch the new scent.

He smelled something different in the distance. It was no youkai smell he could recognize, but it was not human. Its smell was slightly demonic as if it could be part youkai, but even that rational didn't sound right to the fox. This was no demon, but it was no human either. The smell! It was so close to youkai without being, that it was driving him nuts. Shippo strained to sniff in the direction of the source.

It was getting closer.

Oh crap. A new, unknown was coming at him fairly quickly, and it was probably powerful.

How would he fight it if he didn't know what it was?

Shippo had never smelled this scent before.

Followed by crashing through the trees in front of him, a small animal flung itself from the wood and landed ungracefully at Shippo's feat. She could only have been as long as his arm span, tail included. Shippo glanced up as he heard and smelled something very familiar. The ogre was coming right for them, probably chasing the—the thing for food. Shippo dropped his eyes to the furry creature before him. It was a red color around the head with white markings on the face, and with black legs and underbelly. The tail was red and cream striped and the narrow muzzle of this animal came to a thin point with a little black nose. The stark black eyes looked up to the boy before it and it opened its mouth and made a small "wah" sound. Then the ogre crashed through the branches behind it.

The little being spun around and rose up on its hind legs, holding up its forearms exposing large black rounded claws which retracted slightly as it flexed its palms. "Wah!" It said in a courageous manner.

The ogre actually stopped for a moment, large and hulking before the two red-heads. The minuscule animal's sudden confidence made the monster back up slightly.

"What the—" Shippo realized his mistake almost instantly as the ogre regained his concentration at the sound of a new voice and leapt suddenly at Shippo rather than the smaller being it had been chasing.

Shippo was about to hit the ogre with mushrooms when he felt strong dark claws nab his lower leg and pull him forcibly backwards. He fell to the ground, face down as he was very swiftly dragged up a very, very tall tree and dangled above the monster as he watched the ground fall further and further away. The tree bark pulled up his haori at the tummy and he felt it scraping him against his skin. Then, he was thrown backwards (in this case upwards) in an arch until his bottom landed on a sturdy branch and he was still. Dizzily, he looked down to see a peeved ogre about four hut-heights down. Whoa! Shippo had hardly even floated this high before. He gripped the branch with his palms.

The new animal sat on the branch opposite to him and made sharp "wah!" sounds repeatedly at the predator below. The ogre waved his large arm in the air and retreated into the woods—with no patience to wait or the animal or Shippo to come down.

Shippo turned his head to look over at the small creature that probably weighed just slightly more than one twentieth of his own mass. He couldn't fathom how this small being managed to drag him up this tree at the speed it did.

"You are what I smelled." Shippo nodded, more to himself than to the animal. "I smelled you coming through."

The small dark eyes stared at him without blinking for a long time. Jeeze, part cat? Shippo thought.

She looked at him and slowly cocked her head to the side. The look was like a raccoon mixed with weasel with just a touch of feline. That's when the small jaw dropped as the creature breathed out slowly, creating a reddish glistening fog that reached over and settled around Shippo's collar. It smelled…nice. Very nice in fact. Quite sweet like the candies he cared so much for from Kagome's time. Kinda like cinnamon...

Shippo swayed backwards a bit, feeling lightheaded and very euphoric. Nice… The boy was in love. He wished all wild animal breath could smell like this. He teetered on the branch and the small. Nimble creature was quickly behind him, supporting him. He sniffed. It was a she as he had thought. She was supporting him.

He wiggled his bottom a bit and felt his crotch had grown tight. The boy looked down at his lap and flushed. It wasn't a rare occurrence with his age. Inuyasha had even managed to bring him some comfort in that area when it first started happening a lot. After a dream where Shippo woke up sticky and weak, he had cracked down and decided he need to talk to a male. He actually preferred talking with Inuyasha about it, rather than Miroku. He figured that the dog was more on the same experience level with him than the monk would ever be. So, he and his friend had talked. He could call Inuyasha his friend now. Ever since Shippo had begun to grow beyond chibi size and added a decent line of defense in battle, Inuyasha had treated him with much more respect. Sure, he still got the "runt" nickname, but the half-demon didn't get annoyed with him nearly as much. Shippo supposed part of that was also because both of them were no longer as hyper as they had once been.

He reached down and touched himself through the folds of his clothes and whimpered slightly. He wanted to just rub it out, but he looked around at the public area he sat exposed in and realized he could never finish here. Then he looked to his new companion.

She was actually downright pretty. The markings on her fur-covered face were similar to a raccoon's, but not a match. The red of her coat was actually much deeper than his own locks, and this faded into a slick black at her legs. Her tail was very long and full for her size. It doubled her length easily. Shippo reached out his hand and touched his fingers to her triangular ear. She allowed him to caress her and he felt pure silk under his touch. How'd she get so soft? That's when Shippo realized he was drugged.

He looked at his raccoon/cat/whatever friend and pointed a finger at her as he heard himself say with slurred words "You did thisstome. Didntchu?"

"Wah."

He swore she smiled at him.

He glared at her for a moment, trying to seem angry, but he was too mellowed out to hold any grudge now. Even if the Thunder Brothers awoke from the dead and came after him with his father's pelt again, he doubted he would feel any ill will for as long as this high hovered over him.

Still, he attempted to give the animal a scolding look. "What yam I supposssed to do now?" He spit out as carefully as he could. "We need to get drown from here…don't think I can transssform…" He felt heavy now. He was sure he couldn't concentrate long enough to hold a different form and float down that far. He'd fall and hurt himself if he tried. He wiggled a little on his newly established seat so high up, and also came to the conclusion that he would lose his balance soon on the narrow branch. He had to get down to the ground, but he couldn't rely on himself to make it there. At least he could still figure that out.

"I'm drugged, but my thinking 'sokay." He looked at the beautiful, sexy animal in front of him and pointed downward. "Gotta get down. I'm gonna fall."

Did he just think of this creature as sexy?

Before he could worry on it too much, she had him by the collar and was swiftly retracing her rout down the tree. Shippo touched grass before he knew he was moving. He rolled on his side, head lolling back as he felt his brain spin. "…too fast" he mumbled and rolled into a ball. He hadn't lay like this since he was a child and sleeping with Kagome. That fully stopped when he was old enough to need private time alone at night. He couldn't image sleeping by what had essentially become his older sister and jerk off. Shortly after his choice to sleep alone, he noticed that Inuyasha slowly began to move toward Kagome's spot every night. Now, they were sleeping together nightly. Shippo couldn't understand how Inuyasha could still deny his feelings at this point. More over, he couldn't fathom how Kagome could leave him for five days in a row every week.

He opened his eyes he hadn't realized were pulled tightly shut, and moved to try to prop himself up. He was still very unbalanced, but he could now feel the solid earth below him. He was able to hold his weight up on an elbow.

She was still there, looking at him. Those large black eyes taking in every movement and expression he let play across his face. Shippo was sure she was getting a good show. He still hadn't mastered emotion repression. Eventually, she moved to lay down, but that just served to place her nose closer to his where she rested her chin. Shippo could still catch traces of that sweet breath , but he couldn't feel it pushing at him the way the full out fog had. That was a good thing, he was still really inebriated from the first time.

"Why'd you do that?" He found that if he spoke slowly, taking his time, that he could get a phrase out without slurring most of it. "You made me all messed up." He could feel his crotch pushing into the ground, and his blood flow had not eased in the slightest.

It was such an intense look she gave him, he almost felt himself becoming sober from the sharp gaze. He could feel his mind returning to a sharper state. She almost grinned at him again as she opened her mouth for a second round of the intoxicating breath.

"Oh no…" He trailed off as the scent hit him again, and his length, which hadn't come down at all yet, throbbed in his pants. "Oh damn it." Shippo wasn't one to cuss often. He thought vocabulary was one of the reasons Miroku seemed so much more intelligent than Inuyasha even though he wasn't.

He rolled onto his back to keep himself from being crushed against the ground. He had to take care of this. He glanced around and looked for a semi private place to duck behind. He'd only need a few minutes. There were a few trees in the clearing, but they weren't very thick in the trunk. He couldn't hide behind those very well. Shippo turned his head to the right and found a small cluster of large rocks. That would do alright, but if he could get to the nearby hot springs, he wouldn't chance Inuyasha coming up on him and smelling him in the act. Also, people tended to call out when they were still in the bushes to make sure others weren't there. It was the most privacy he could get.

The animal looked at him then. He hadn't even realized she had climbed on top of his chest. She was so light weight. Shippo crossed his eyes to look at her and saw as she dipped her head to his collar. He felt her nuzzle at his neck and nearly cried out at the feeling. He reached up and grabbed her and pushed her gently but firmly off him. She bounded back up as soon as she hit the grass and began caressing his neck once again. He wrapped his hand around her to push her away again, but this time had little will to do so.

"No no no no no no…" He pulled at her weakly. "My first sexual experience with someone else ain't gonna be with a weasel!" He felt his "Inuyasha speak" coming out. He only used "ain't" when he wasn't thinking straight at all.

Then he felt a very warm moist tongue pull over his ear and he nearly bucked his hips. He grabbed her with more force that he intended and chucked her away from him. "No!"

He skittered backward panting heavily as he stood on wobbly legs. The animal rolled over and stood in front of him, looking a bit miffed, but not hurt. Shippo was glad for that. He put his hand up in front of him, palms out. "Okay you just stay there. I need to go take care of this." He was shocked at how coherent he was. "I'll come back and get you, but no more breathing in my face." He lurched around and headed toward the springs. He was nearly sprinting when he got there and he had forgotten to call out to make sure he wasn't intruding on someone else, but he could smell no one was there. No one had been there yet today. It was still afternoon after all.

He undid his clothes, which took way too long, and tossed them over a nearby rock before bounding into the springs. Shippo didn't often bathe with anyone else now that he was older and sometimes he missed that, but now he was grateful to be alone, and that no one would question why he had gone bathing by himself.

Falling down into the hot waters, Shippo practically grabbed himself before he was settled. He'd never been so needy his whole life, and at his age, he suspected that said a lot. He made room for himself on a fairly comfortable rock and began roughly working at his member to fix his brain. It felt great like it always did, but with how desperate he felt, he should have been panting and peaking at this point. He wasn't. He groaned and pulled at himself more. Finally he was getting close. He was sure it had been less than five minutes, but with how he felt, he had been sure it would be done and over with in just a few strokes. He felt the build and knew he'd be climaxing soon. He felt it, and he knew it, but his body didn't seem to. Just as he felt himself about to go over, his body pulled back, and his need resettled in the pit of his stomach.

"…the hell?" Shippo gasped at the force of his lost orgasm. He should have…he shook it off and began again. It wasn't as if he lost his hard on, he was still raging with hormones. He was so ready. It wasn't that. It was like he had something that stopped his release.

Once more he felt himself about to push over the brink, when he came back down. He began to growl out his frustration. He tried again. It happened again. And again.

He'd feel the build, but just as he would get to the top, he'd ease back down and start over again. There was no way he could stop and tuck the thing back into his pants and go on through his daily life. No, he knew if he didn't take care of it, it wouldn't go away. And he didn't want dog smelling his arousal all day and teasing him about it in private.

It wasn't even fun at this point. He just wanted it done, he wanted to be able to get out off the now too hot water, cool down, and go handle the situation with the new animal.

The animal. She did this to him. Beyond that thought, and the slight anger that came with it, he felt himself begin to salivate at the thought of the small furry creature. How gross. He wasn't supposed to be into that sort of thing. He was supposed to like other youkai, or half demons, or even humans. He wasn't supposed to get all hot and bothered by furry woodland creatures. She had smelled so much like a youkai, but he knew that scent was not exactly demon. Maybe she was something else? Something other than an animal and something other than a demon. Maybe it was okay to get off on her.

He looked down at himself and did something he rarely did; he snarled. That damned female had him riled up. Maybe it was her drugged breath; he knew that was at least a good bit of it. Maybe he did have a thing for furry animals, but he needed to get this thing finished, and he wasn't blind to see that every time an image of that animal came into his mind, his arousal spiked. He'd think about an animal if it helped him put an end to this.

He leaned back against the rock he was propped against and closed his eyes. He pictured the red-furred creature in his mind, and though it was weird, it was working. He felt himself respond more to that image than to his own hand. He sighed, as he felt the tension of his rush drip off him. His strokes slowed as he fell into a rhythm. The images before him started to flick and change. The furry female animal was not so…furry any more. She was losing her body fur slowly in his mind, as her head fur grew into hair longer than Inuyasha's. He also didn't fail to notice how her hips widened and her legs elongated and became less bent, the angles of the joints much less severe. Her chest grew before him and he saw the curve of her hairless back flow down into a newly filled out bottom.

He opened his eyes and felt more comfortable with this new humanoid fantasy of the girl. He felt himself blush and closed his eyes again to return to the image. Her hair was long—almost to her knees—and brick red, so rich and thick. She had no bangs, but she had a few markings on her forehead and cheeks. He couldn't really get into the detail of them because as his eyes traveled over her tattoos, he became caught into her eyes. They were as black as when he first saw her, but they were surrounded by white and distinct human-like eye lashes and eyebrows. He traveled down to her nose and mouth, which was still a bit angular and long, but completely within the realm of attractive humanoid features. Her mouth was full and nearly the color of her hair. The lips looked soft and when she pulled them back to smile, it exposed tiny sharp teeth like his own. Her ears were also like his, but sharper and even more pointed. The only aspect of her now that resembled her former form was that tail, which had retained its length in proportion to the body. It was fully the length of her body from head to toe and probably longer. Plush and full, it glided behind her beautifully.

In his fantasy she was no longer changing, and he was no longer observing. He gingerly reached out with his hand to touch a finger lightly to her lips, which seemed to call him in almost as much as the hair and eyes. As the pad of his finger reached her bottom lip, he felt the soft pliable mouth beneath his hand and that's when he bucked his hips and let go finally.

Shippo clenched his jaw and threw his head back at the largest release he'd ever experienced. The spike in arousal was so strong he could vaguely smell it on himself as he came. He opened his mouth and let his tongue roll out in a pant. He was coming back down, but this time it felt right because he had finished. He fell back against the stone as the last few tremors of his body subsided. He ran his shaking hand over his face and through his long bangs. "Oh thank you…" he nearly wheezed as he calmed. The relief was larger than he could have ever imagined. It was as if he had been sprinting for his life for days and was suddenly allowed to drop down and drink water from a cool stream.

He laid back against the rock and didn't think he could move for a few minutes. He just resigned himself to allowing his whole body to relax and his mind to easily clear from the drug's discharge from his body. He just jacked off to a fuzzy animal. An animal had turned into a girl in his fantasy, but it was the animal that started it all. He slid down into the waters until he was in up to his nose. The scent was already drifting away, and Shippo was glad he made it to the hot springs.

"Hello?"

Shippo's eyes snapped open. He hadn't even realized he was drifting off. He lifted out of the water enough to free his mouth. "Yeah?"

"That you, runt?"

"Yeah, Inuyasha. I'm just about done." But he didn't move from his resting place.

The white-haired hanyou emerged from the bushes surrounding the spring with a pink bottle in his hands. Shippo glanced at the container and his look didn't go unnoticed.

"Take it easy. Kagome said I was starting to stink and told me to use this."

Shippo nodded as Inuyasha got undressed. "Shampoo."

"Yeah whatever." The half demon slipped into the water nearly across from Shippo, but not so they were forced to make eye contact. "You okay with this?"

Shippo shook his head. "I don't have a problem bathing with people." And he didn't. He was just glad Inuyasha hadn't shown up sooner. The scent was pretty much gone now. "Can I borrow some of that when you are done?"

The dog held up the pink bottle and wrinkled his nose. "You like this stuff?"

Shippo shrugged. "It takes care of pimples better than sand."

Inuyasha grinned at that. "Yeah I bet it would. I don't like the smell much though."

"On Kagome you do."

"On Kagome it smells good."

Shippo rolled his eyes and half-smiled. Inuyasha laughed a bit and dipped his hair below the water to soak the thick silver through. Shippo watched and absently began playing with his own long hair. He used to pull it up all the time, but it was getting too heavy as it grew to all be shoved up on top of his head. He liked his bangs longer, they could be pushed behind his ears. He liked a single braid down the back because it wasn't heavy and it stayed out of the way, but he hated how it would swing around whenever he'd fight. It was actually long enough to pull at his head and mess with his aim. He'd tried pulling it up like Koga did, but it would usually cause too much pressure there now that it was past his waist. He liked it just down well enough, but it tended to get so tangled that way. He was finding he liked the top half pulled back into a high tail, and the rest left alone. It stayed out of his face, but didn't put all the weight on top. He also didn't have as many tangles that way.

"What you thinking about, kid?" Inuyasha was rubbing shampoo into his hair with a wrinkled nose.

He looked so awkward, Shippo nearly laughed. "Hair."

Inuyasha huffed. "Hair?"

Shippo didn't answer. He just looked away. Inuyasha would probably find Shippo's need for a good reliable hair solution a stupid waste of thought. The half demon never did anything with his hair other than wash it. Kagome sometimes combed it for him, but the man was lucky. His hair was a silky straight texture that didn't get caught on itself enough to tangle usually. Shippo's was sort of wavy, and very coarse. Kagome said that's why it was so easy for his hair to tangle. It had enough texture to catch on itself.

The image of the long dark red hair from the girl in his daydream came back full force then. It hit him almost like a kick in the gut and he felt a bit of arousal. It wasn't enough to bother him or get him hard so soon after climaxing, but he felt it settle into his stomach and knew it was more of a lusty emotion that would bed down there for a while.

What would her hair feel like? Was it textured like his? Was it jet straight like Inuyasha's and his brother's? He thought remembering that it had small rolling waves running down the length of hair. Probably if she were to cut it, it would be really curly, but the weight of the long thick hair held it down.

"Here."

Shippo snapped out of it. He shook his head and reached out to take the bottle from his friend. "Thanks." He felt the blush on his face as he dipped down in the water to rewet his hair.

When he came back up and popped the lid off the shampoo, he noticed that Inuyasha was watching him closely. He quickly began to rub the solution into his hair and was rougher than normal as he scrubbed at his scalp with his nails.

"You okay?"

Shippo nodded without looking up. "Weird day."