Summary: Harry isn't all he is believed to be. Over the summer he finds out he's a panther demon and then just to put the topping on the cake he's been transported to Inuyasha's time period. What will he do? When he's trying to find a way home meeting interesting people as he goes along. Along the way he has to dodge Whore houses, slave traders, and perverted guys. And maybe he will find himself, and the power to destroy Voldemort for good. And maybe find love with a special dog demon (Not SessXHarry)

Warning: This will have Yaoi and Yuri and more then likely some lemons, and lots of violence. Children under thirteen should not read it! Beware!!!!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or Inuyasha at all

I Finally See

Chapter 2: My Hero Complex is Tingling

By: Bored-Is-My-Favorite-Word

Harry sighed slightly as he turned on his side in contentment letting lose a low purr and reaching over for his blanket. Which wasn't there unfortunately. He blearily opened his eyes and bolted upright when he saw he wasn't in his room anymore. In fact he wasn't even on Privet Dr. anymore. He quickly transfigured his clothes into something else. A pair of baggy brown pants and an army shirt before looking around and quickly deducting he had no idea where he was. Luckily he had his trunk and all his supplies which he quickly shrunk and changed into a chocker of a jungle green star on it.

He looked around his surroundings to see where he was. It seemed like a giant canyon that had a small river running down it. He could even see the slight imprint of where he had just been laying. He held back a grimace when he saw his reflection in the river although slightly distorted he clearly saw the cat ears.

"I forgot about those," he mumbled slightly annoyed to not have noticed them earlier. He sighed before wrapping his tail around his waist and transfiguring a pebble into a black beanie he put on his head to cover up his ears. He didn't know where he would end up and would rather not have to deal with frantic muggles. He sighed before heading up the bank at a leisurely walk hoping to find a town somewhere soon. It took him about an hour before he finally came upon a village although it looked like something from a different time all together. He casted a quick notice me not charm on himself before trotting through the village at a leisurely pace. The whole place looked like something pulled out of a Renaissance book with the small huts and workers going around. All though he noticed that there seemed to be a slight alertness going on around him that was a little peculiar. He swung himself on top of a hut and laid down on it peering over the side in fascination at everything around him. He caught on to a whispered conversation going on under him and listened in curiosity.

"Who do you think will be picked next?" one woman whispered. The other looked confused and voiced her question. The other looked shocked before answering.

"Well every week one person is picked from each surrounding village including ours. Mostly teens who are exceptionally beautiful, boy or girl. They are then sent up to Bakira's place, a big town brothel house for demons. Most of the people who get sent are humans so they can't last long before they are eventually broken. You know how vicious demons are. The men tried to fight against them, but unfortunately they were easily taken down by the oni under Bakira's control. So they come by every week to take new men and women up there," she whispered. Harry winced at that hissing under his breath at the thought of someone actually dominating him. 'They could try, but I would introduce them to my claws in the process,' just as he thought that he heard horses come riding up pulling a giant wagon. On the wagon was two men, one a slightly intelligent oni the other a shrewd looking demon with narrowed black eyes and short black hair wearing a traditional blue kimono.

Everyone gathered around with fear reeking off them and Harry felt some pity on them. The other got out of the cart and peered at the crowd in thinly veiled disgust. Harry narrowed his eyes at the vindictive intent coming off of him. He stated a bunch of mumbo jumbo before he called everyone up to him and he walked through the crowds. Harry watched as he inspected the women completely skipping over the men, since most of them all were plain and simple looking. He stopped in front a girl no more then fourteen who had her hair in two braids and big chocolate brown eyes which stared at him in horror. He grabbed her chin before smiling viciously.

"Yes, you will do nicely," he stated garnering a sob from her and her mother and what seemed to be her father was yelling. The whole scene made Harry's heart lurch in sympathy and he watched her get dragged to the cart. 'Oh no my hero complex is tingling,' he whined in his head before muttering the severing charm at the man completely dispelling his notice me not charm. It didn't have the satisfying affect of dislocating his head from his shoulders, because he unfortunately dodged and pushed the girl out of the way. The man looked towards him and Harry dashed away from the roof cursing under his breath the entire way and losing his hat in the process.

He almost yelped when something dive bombed him and groaned when he saw it was a bunch of giant ass crows. He growled angrily blasting one away, "I fucking hate birds!" he screamed shooting even more. One however caught him by surprise and dropped a net on top of him that would not break no matter what the hell he did. He even tried biting the damn thing, but to no avail.

"Well, well, well what do we have here?" asked a slimy voice that sounded remarkably like Severus Snape. He looked up in the process of untangling himself to see a pair of black eyes leering down at him.

"You better let go of me you fucking shit wad!" he yelled at him hissing in anger the fur on his back standing on end.

The other peered at him in what appeared to be glee, "Oh Bakira will be so pleased with me, people will pay big money to be with a Panther demon. Especially such a one as yourself," he stated with a face full of happiness. He took a whiff of air before a smirk appeared on his face, "Even better a virgin Panther Demon."

Harry's face turned red at the announcement as his growling went up a pitch, "You look about ready to shit yourself," he kindly informed him getting a dirty look in response.

"Well as much as I love your company I simply must be going so if you could untie me perhaps I will pretend this never happened and wont tear out your throat at the first chance I get," he said with a shit eating grin. He gave an umph when he was thrown into the wagon and the door was slammed shut. "A simple 'no' would have worked!" he yelled rubbing one of his ears he had landed on.

He stared forlornly at his handcuffs before looking up at the other occupants who included three girls who were crying hysterically and another boy of about his age who was staring at the floor in anger. Only the boy looked up when he was thrown in the wagon. He stared at him before Harry got bored and started sharpening his nails lazily on the support beam blowing the wood shavings away before sitting against it Indian style. So you can guess his surprise when he was being shaken awake a little later by one of the guards. He gave the oni a dirty look before sitting up and doing a languid stretch that was the epitome of seductive. He looked at the other guards who were staring in lust and Harry merely gave them the bird, "You can look, but you can't touch. Remember that gents," he stated garnering an amused look from the other male captive.

Harry looked at the place they had stopped squinting at the place against the sun light. It was a giant mansion like castle thing that gave a slightly foreboding air. On the outside was a cage like thing that held a multitude of whores in it. 'Probably for the lower class demons and humans,' he thought staring at the people who all were flirting and putting up masks to hide their fear. Some gave them pitying looks as they were lead in and Harry held his head high and did what he usually did in these kinds of situations. Annoyed the person responsible.

"Wow you guys should think of remodeling. I mean I know a lot of people think its intimidating to go for the dark mysterious castle look, but really its just kind've ugly," he gave a self satisfied pat on the back when he saw the guards start to twitch and he smirked before continuing.

"By the way is this Bakira a boy or girl? Because I cant tell the difference with the name at all. I mean Bakira? What the hell does that mean anyway? I swear my friend Seamus would be laughing his ass off at the name and he's named after a leprechaun. I mean was his parents drunk when they named him or something? Unless of course he's a transvestite which would really explain some things..." the rat man as he had dubbed the black eyed guy, seemed to have had enough and loudly started yelling to someone to get him to shut up.

"Are you a rat demon, because you look like a rat, and you smell like a rat, so that means you're obviously a rat! Anyway didn't you know rat man that you can't order a cat around they might just do something unexpected," he said giving the other a predatory smile that seemed to shake him slightly. He fell back and stared after the rat man before he dug his claws into his hand and manipulated his magic slightly creating tiny multiple spheres out of the blood he drew, he then quickly hid in his pocket. He felt so happy that he had read that book on blood magic now. It was going to come in handy seeing as his wand was in his trunk and you didn't need a wand for blood magic. He made more and let them silently drop on the floor and roll off to various parts of the castle. The little balls were essentially bombs made out of blood. They could be flash bombs, smoke bombs, or regular bombs, depending on how he created them. He could set them off whenever he wanted. With that thought he let a satisfied smile slip on his face.

He then started whistling an aggravating tune that made most of them twitch. Harry skipped ahead to the human boy in front of him. The boy was beautiful by human standards. He had dark chocolate brown hair reaching a little past his shoulders in a braid and grey colored eyes with flecks of blue in them. He had a lean body which was taller them Harry, but still a little shorter then most men. His skin was a healthy bronze color and his hands were calloused meaning he obviously worked a lot.

Harry stuck his hand out and grinned, "Hi my names Harry, what's yours?" he asked with a cocked head and slight smirk from the others surprised face.

"Uh... hi the names Sorion, nice to meet you," he said obviously startled by his enthusiasm. He grabbed Harry's hand and Harry deposited some of the small red stones into his hand. Harry smirked when he saw that he hid his shock.

"Nice to meet you I bet we'll be great friends," he whispered before giving him a wink and taking away his hand. The guards had no idea of the exchange between the two although they did tense when they started to talk showing that they were ready for an escape to happen. Harry's carefree gaze slid over everything hiding his calculating eyes. He noticed that a lot of men that passed were being lead to rooms that were obviously the whore rooms. Harry narrowed his eyes when he saw that one of the rooms were full of men and women alike who were betting on some of the more exotic beauties. Harry shuddered at the thought that he and Serion were more then likely ending up in there.

The Rat man stopped in front of some large double doors and knocked on it. A loud ''Come in!" came from the other side and Harry carefully blanched his face, he noticed absently Serion doing the same next to him. The girls were shaking they were so terrified of what was to happen.

They were lead in and Harry immediately turned his head to look at the man behind the desk, but the giant oni guards blocked his view. He tried jumping to see over them, but he got nothing for his efforts making him pout slightly.

"Hm... what have you brought me from those human villages now Reorn?" asked an annoyed voice. Some steps came and stopped in front of the girls and Serion.

"Three more common place whores for the outside cages," he dismissed them and some oni's escorted them out. Harry felt anger go through him. How could he just dismiss a person like that? Had he no mercy at all, they were just three defenseless girls. He vaguely heard him say Serion was going to the more upper class entertaining cages, whatever the hell they said.

"I do believe remembering that there was five villages you were visiting Reorn, where is the fifth one?" asked the man in a cold unforgiving voice. Harry felt his hair stand on end at just the chilling words left the strangers mouth.

"I think you will be pleased Master Bakira, I saved the best for last. It was rather remarkable he saved the girl I was going to take and if he hadn't I would have never seen him. Very beautiful creature indeed," the oni stepped away and Harry hissed barely stopping himself from backing away from the man in front of him. He had long pale lavender hair and deep purple eyes, with skin paler then Harry's own. His hair was tied back in a long ponytail. His eyes were cold chips as he gazed at him. Harry glared back as the other smirked slightly.

"A panther demon," he stated walking forward in quick strides and before Harry could react had Harry's chin in his hand. "Very rare, especially male's. Not to mention a virgin, what a beautiful specimen you are," he said. Harry ripped his head away and growled a warning at him.

"Don't you dare touch me, bastard!" he hissed his eyes flashing at the other. His magic felt like bursting from the tight confines he had put it in.

The other ignored him and grabbed his chin tilting his face once again, "Male, lean, about sixteen or seventeen. Still very young and healthy, no illnesses. 5'4 with black hair and emerald eyes. Pale skin. Virgin." he stated. The rat demon had been writing it all down the entire time and scurried off to who knows where.

"Nice trick can you make him fetch your slippers to?" asked Harry with a smirk. Bakira smirked giving a low chuckle also. He started to circle Harry watching as he tensed up at his inspecting eyes.

"You are the little feisty one aren't you? You will fetch a hefty amount of money," he stated his purple eyes never leaving his body.

"I get it from my mum, so I'm told. Oh and by the way not happening, nobody is going to touch my body unless I say so," Harry said, "If anyone else tries they will find themselves without a hand to use anymore," he finished his eyes flashing a smirk on his face.

Bakira smirked, "I highly doubt that is going to happen. You are a very rare prize, my dear kitten, and many aristocrats will be lining up with a chance to bed you. Ones that will have no trouble dominating over you, even if you are a panther demon," he stated and Harry gave him an incriminating smile flashing his pearly fangs.

"That's what you think bitch," he stated watching the other kind've of freeze for a second and smiling like a cat that caught the canary. "Oh hit a sensitive spot did we?" he taunted his tail flicking in amusement. He soon found Bakira right in front of him towering over his small frame. A hand came in contact with his cheek making him stumble backwards slightly and feel shocked. That bastard hit me! He thought his eyes flashing red as he snarled at the man.

"I am going to love seeing the demon that picks you break your spirit into tiny pieces. Did I mention that most are very rough on whores?" he asked and Harry felt his self restraint fade and he lunged for the man taking him by surprise and managing to leave three large scratch marks on his cheek before two oni had rushed forward and grabbed his arms to withhold him. He leaned forward snarling at the puny man in front of him.

"When I get out I'm coming for you first and I'm going to break every bone in your body into little fragments. Starting with your fingers to your toes, to your scrawny neck. Then I'm going to remove your balls and leave you barely alive enough so you can experience pain the entire time you slowly die," he hissed with an unnerving smile on his face. He hocked a loogie and spat at the others feet, a very unattractive quality he picked up from Ron although absolutely more fun. It was the last thing he thought before he was clubbed over the head with something large and he blacked out.

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