Inu ½
Chapter 2
New Karada: Inu Yasha takes the plunge
Inu-Yasha sat lazily in the tops of a tree eyeing the well. It had been a while since Kagome had last shown her face and he was getting bored. He'd long since gotten tired of talking to Myouga and had sent the flea out on reconnaissance to find out what he could about any new Shikon shards.
If he found anything, it'd give him something to do, anyway. The Tetsusaiga hung uselessly at his side, carefully placed within its scabbard. He contemplated going to find Kagome, but decided against it since she might think he actually wanted to see her or something. If he went to the village, he'd just get weird looks and Old Lady Kaede would start trying to talk to him about why he hated Kikyou. He didn't want to think about her OR the fact that Kagome was her reincarnation and the less he talked to Kaede about it the less chance he would have to have his embarrassing secret known to Kagome. That secret being, of course, that he had sort of been falling in love with Kikyo. But then the bitch went all treacherous on him and basically did the equivalent of ripping his heart out and stomping on it. He'd be DAMNED if he was going to let ANYone find out how hurt he'd been by her and the fact that he was sort of getting to enjoy the company of her current incarnation was pissing him off even more.
"Great," he thought, gruffly. "That's just what I need to be thinking about right now. If that idiot Kagome were here we could on with this damn thing and I could work my frustrations out by killing something."
So, there he sat, virtually napping, although he wasn't tired, and basically working himself into a depressing funk. He'd been sitting on the tree branch for a few hours when he finally began to doze off, but he caught a familiar scent. His eyes flashed open and he rolled off the tree branch in time to see it splinter into thousands of tiny pieces.
He and Sesshomaru landed on the grassy clearing near the well. Sesshomaru lit gracefully and silently while Inu-Yasha ground himself to a halt with the hush of crushed grass under his feet. He dug in for the inevitable lunge, sweating a little. Shit, he thought bitterly. He caught me napping by the well. If that idiot Kagome comes through now... He straightened his stance a bit, barred his teeth and drew the Tetsusaiga which transformed as he pulled it. He grimly noticed that Sesshomaru now had a left arm again.
Sesshomaru smiled slightly. He was alone. Jaken had run off after a bit afraid that Sesshomaru would want to try out the second flask of water on him. His fear was not unfounded and Sesshomaru cursed that his retainer had had that much foresight but was thankful, at least that he'd left the two flasks, so perhaps he would just hurt him badly instead of maiming him when he found him. "Where is your wench? I had so wanted to humiliate you in front of her." He noticed that at that Inu-Yasha had become a bit more nervous. He shrugged. "No matter..." before the words were completely out of his mouth he was in Inu-Yasha's face.
Inu-Yasha was taken by surprise and was given no time to dodge the attack, realizing, with a sick feeling, that the first attack had been intentionally slow. Shesshomaru had something planned.
Inu-Yasha bore up, ready to feel the sting of claws but they never came and Sesshomaru passed him without so much as scratching him.
It was then that he realized he was wet.
Inu-Yasha was in momentary shock. It was just water. His brow creased. Sesshomaru was playing with him. He began to get angry. Did Sesshomaru think so little of him even after having cut off his arm? Did he think so little of him that he thought he could come to his forest for a water fight and go away unscathed?!? It was an insult that he wouldn't suffer.
With a snarl of contempt, Inu-Yasha spun to face his brother and was infuriated when he was met with a smile. A rather large one. As a matter of fact, was he suppressing laughter? Inu-Yasha's blood boiled, his eyes blazed with anger and his grip tightened around the hilt of the Tetsusaiga.
"Asshole," he growled, his hands trembling with anger. "What in the hell is so funny?" he demanded and went to raise the huge sword. He stressed, noticing that it was much heavier than usual.
Sesshomaru covered his mouth delicately with the side of his right hand and desperately tried not to laugh at the spectacle. His brother let out a cry of, "Shi-i-i-i-t!!!" angrily and with a final jerk, hoisted the sword up above his head. His face was beet red from the exertion and he was a bit out of breath. He began to laugh somewhat maniacally in triumph and growled, "Thought you had me beat, didn't you?" at Sesshomaru. He tried to take a step forward, but the Tetsusaiga proved too heavy for him and with a confused look on his face he toppled over backwards.
Inu-Yasha stared at the sky, his eyes wide with confusion. "What? What is going on?" he wondered aloud and sat up letting the sword slip from his hands. Sesshomaru turned away, his face tinting slightly from the suppressed laughter. He cleared his throat and composed himself, turning back in time to see Inu-Yasha at the moment of comprehension.
"My... my voice..." his eyes were wide in shock. He didn't want to look down. "I sound like a fucking woman," he said. He felt his chest with both hands through the kimono and noted that it was much larger and softer than any man's should have been.
He had to know, now and frantically opened the kimono to reveal-- two large perky breast. And then, she screamed.
Shesshomaru smiled slyly and crossed over to his still stunned..."brother". "You're not happy with your new body, sister?"
Inu-Yasha's eye twitched at that. She quickly closed her kimono and looked at her brother with rage building in her eyes. "you, you, you---fucking PRICK!!!" she screamed and launched herself at him.
She had still been sitting while Sesshomaru had been standing which gave him ample time to dodge the attack and he produced another flask from within the folds of his kimono.
"If you wish to try your luck, dear sister, I have another flask. You never know, " he taunted. Inu-Yasha roared and lunged again at Sesshomaru. This was about the time that it occurred to Sesshomaru, a little too late, that as a girl, Inu-Yasha was still quite formidable. She was also much, much faster.
The second flask broke open as Sesshomaru blocked Inu-Yasha's blows with it and the water sprayed mercilessly over his body. For a moment, had you been watching, you would have seen a look of surprise and dread flashing across Sesshomaru's face as he felt the water spray him.
Inu-Yasha landed past Sesshomaru and shook his fists in frustration that she had missed. She turned back toward Sesshomaru , ready to go at him again, but her rage fell away when she saw that Sesshomaru was gone and only his clothes and his sword remained.
"Ah? Where'd ..... where'd he go?" asked the girl Inu-Yasha. She knelt down by the abandoned kimono and looked closely at it noting that part of it was moving. With a wry look on her face, she reached for the Tetsusaiga, which had been dropped nearby. He poised the old blade above the clothing, broad side over the kimono and when a certain confused looking head popped out, Inu-Yasha first stared at it for a moment, and then whacked it harshly on the head with the sword.
