Do Not Own Inuyasha . . .

Summary: Sometimes you love a person but you do the unexpected. Sometimes it comes out and sometimes it doesn't. Well unfortunately inuyasha is stuck with that situation and it's gonna take God, Miroku and Kouga along with there wife's and pups to help him out on this one. Boy is this gonna take alotta work. Rated M for Mature: Caution there may be some stuff you may not like such as Inuyasha not being so bad or Hojo dating a big girl ( no offense to the big girls out there use to be one yes i use to weigh over 183 pounds. ) and being a Christan or even miroku being more perverted, cursing, and insane and also lol, Yes little lemons in every chapter so enjoy! ( almost every chapter )

Ewo everyone, sorry for the late late update, but the computer has been messing up a lot lately and you guys know how school is, so I thought why not on my winter break? It's not like i'm going anywhere ( lol ). Anyways, I know you guys are going to enojy this chapter, It's full of funny and even more baby daddy drama. So what are you waiting 4? Read Already! lol Remeber R&R (Read&Review)

Ch.2 Window-Shopping

I stepped off the escalator and changed the time on my watch before heading towards the Japan Airlines baggage claim carousel. It was 9:00 a.m. back in Koyoto. where my wife Sango was probably just finishing up breakfast for the kids. I was about to pull out my cell and give her a call, but before I could get it out of my jacket, I was knocked to the ground by two middle-aged american guys in suits. They didn't even look back to see if I was all right. All I heard from one of them was, "Sorry," as he raced past me. Well, there was no question I wasn't in Koyoto anymore, that was sure. I was back in my home land Tokyo, where rudeness rules, everything is more exspencive, and life just seems to move at a quicker pace. God, do I love this place.

I brused myself off and continued toward the baggage claim. I thought about calling Sango again but decided against it when I saw she'd left three text messages on my phone. I'd only been in Tokyo for a few minutes, and it was probably better if I let her and the kids have a chance to miss me for a while. Besides, she'd call back. That I was sure of. Sango couldn't go more than a few hours without talking to me. A half-hour later, I was standing on the sidewalk outside the baggage claim area, smoking a cigarette. As I predicted, Sango had called back not once but twice, and now we'd hung up, I was doing window shopping. Tokyo might be fast, but it had some of the best window shopping in the world. "Window shopping" was a term I came up with after Sango and I got married and she would catch me looking at another woman's ass. Let's get something straight, though. I never cheated on my wife. Hell, I was to damn busy trying to keep her happy so she wouldn't cheat on me. You see, I'm an ass man. I can't help but looking at a nice booty walks by me, but I don't touch. When Sango caught me checking someone's rear, I told her, "Don't worry, baby. I'm just window-shopping. A brother's got no intentions to buy generic when he's got brand-name at home." Then I'd slap her playfully on what quite honestly might be the most beautiful ass I'd ever seen. She never gave me any argument about that, probably beacause she knew how much I loved her and how committed I was to her and our family. I was about as devoted a family man as you can get. That was the main reason I was back in Tokyo looking for a job. I needed to take care of my family properly.

"Mirokkuuuuuuuuuuu!"

I looked up and saw the resident pretty boy, one of my best friends, Kouga San, headed my way through the crowd. After all these years, he still probably the most handsome brother I'd ever met, and it had been that way since we were in grade school. When Kouga was around, it was the woman who did the window-shopping, and that's what most of them standing outside the baggage claim area were doing as he walked by. I couldn't help but laugh as I watched all the turn heads and not-so-subtle double takes. That Kouga drove woman crazy.

A good six feet three inches tall, Kouga had a chiseled bronze features with a low military cut and a body that woman lusted after. Even under his suit jacket, it was obvious to anyone within eyesight that he was ripped. The thing I liked about Kouga was that unlike most pretty boys, he didn't let his looks go to his head. Oh, he had his share of woman--but he never made a big deal about his looks or the attention woman gave him. I guess that's why he had so much trouble keeping a steady relationship. He wanted someone he was attracted to the man inside, someone who shared his intrests and wasn't just looking for an arm ornatment she could show off to her girlfriends. I know it almost sounds like what a woman looks for in a man, but you'd be surprised how hard a good woman is to find, and Kouga had been searching for his Mrs. Right for quite a while. That's why Inuyasha his brother and I were so happy when he met Ayame. She's a little big for my taste, but she's the perfect woman for Kouga, especially with her big sunday school teacher and him recently being saved and wanting to go into the clergy.

"Miroku! Man, it's good to see you." Kouga wrapped his arms around me and gave me a brotherly hug. "I missed you, man. Dag-gone, I wish you'd move back to Tokyo." I smiled and hugged him back.

"I missed you too, bro. And beleive it or not, I might be moving back to Tokyo sooner than you think if Inuyasha can get me a job as a driver working at UPS."

Kouga straightened his back, cynicism written across his face. I was too embarrassed to tell him I'd been out of work for the past three months and that Inuyasha was only hope for employment.

"And Sango is cool with that? She's actually going to let you be a driver? "

I let out a aggravated sigh. Kouga and Inuyasha didn't like my wife because they thought she was too high-maintenance and controlling. They were under the impression that Sango had me henpecked. They believed she moved me to Koyoto three years ago so that I would be away from there influence.

I looked at him straight in the eyes. "It was her idea. She knows how much I missed you guys and Tokyo. Contrary to popular belief, she wants me to be happy, Kouga."

"I hear you, man. God does say, let those without sin cast the first stone." Kouga released me and picked up one of my bags. "Maybe I misjudged her Miroku."

"There not just a no to it, Kouga. You and Inuyasha has always have been misjudging my wife since day one. She's a good woman, Kouga, the best, and I don't know what I'd do without her. I've only been away from her half a day and I already feel lost. I just wish you guys could understand that."

"I hear you man, and I'm glad you're happy." His voice less enthusiastic than his words.

"Excuse Me."

I glanced toward the voice to see this fine, mixed-skinned flight attendant staring directly into Kouga's face like he was a rock star or something, but it wasn't just her face I was looking at, 'cause the girl has a ass like Jennifer Lopez. Kouga turned his head to acknowledged her beauty or phenomenal ass.

"Can I help you?" He asked.

She smiled seductively, her eyes locked on his. "Maybe we can help each other. My name's Yovie. I'm from Atlanta, but my crew is on an eighteen-hour layover. I'm staying over at the airport Ramada and wanted to know if you'd like to join me for a drink." She removed a small business card from her bag, and without even wating for Kouga;s answer, she offered it to him.

He accepted it with his free hand. "Here's my card. My cell phone number is on the back. You can call me anytime." She winked, this time waiting for his answer. They way she was looking at him screamed, I'm gonna rock your world, made me wanna say, "Damn, can he bring a friend? All I wanna do is watch."

Kouga glanced at the card then at me. "Yovie, is it?"

"Yes." she nodded, her smile growing wide, like a fisherman who'd just got the big one. Only his fish was the one that got away, because Kouga pushed the card back into her hand.

"What are you doing?" Her smile disappeared.

"I'm flattered, Believe me, I'm flattered." He answered. "But I'm engaged, and I'm sure my fianc'ee wouldn't be too happy with me talking to you out for a drink or calling you, no matter what time it is." He wasn't being rude, but there was a definite seriousness to his voice.

Yovie obviously didn't want to accept the defeat. "Well, what she dosen't know won't hurt her, will it?" She took a step closer and tried to push the card back into his hand. "And I sure won't tell her a damn word, So you have nothing to worry about."

"I don't have anything to worry about in the first place because I'm not meeting you," Kouga told her with finality. He turned to me. "You ready to go Miroku?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Good, 'cause Inuyasha is waiting in the car, and for some reason he's got a stick up his butt." He reached down and picked up my other bag. "Oh, and Ms.Yovie, you have a blessed day, and remember, keep jesus first."

I looked at the woman, who looked like she was picking her ego up off the ground. "Don't feel bad. He does that to all the pretty girls."

As we walked away, I glanced back at Kouga. He seemed unfazed by what had just transpired. Damn, now that's what I call devoted. And they call me whipped. I didn't even know Ayame had between her legs, but that shit must have been the best damn thing he'd ever had.

Ooooo New Characters! So Far we've Introduced Inuyasha the sex head, Miroku the ass lover, and Who's this? Kouga the christan? lol what a twist, PLEASE REVIEW! XD