Chapter Three.
"How could this be possible...?" Kagome heard, her head feeling fuzzy, the voice muffled by a slightly-closed door. She tried sitting up, finding she was only acutely dizzy as she took a few measured breaths. She was hot. Really, really hot and she needed some water.
"Didn't Kagome say that Inuyasha died?" Souta said quietly. Kagome stopped moving around, her ears straining to hear the conversation she was at first trying to ignore. "How could he be here?"
The school-girl's face paled, her heart dropping out through her stomach. She felt like she would throw up as she slowly made her way to the door, making no sound as she walked shakily. Inuaysha is... here? She thought frantically, her hands trembling badly. H-how...
She stepped out of the room, her blue eyes soaking up the sight of her half demon laying on the couch, his long silver hair swept back out of his face, a red, button-down shirt over his muscular chest and blue jeans covering his legs. The voices of her family stopped once they noticed she was amongst them, stumbling to the hanyou.
"Kagome," Souta said quietly, touching her arm. "I met this guy earlier, and he did not look like this." His sister looked at him, hope shining in her eyes. "I don't know how this happened, but you were unconscious by the Tree... and I ran away for help, leaving a boy who was wearing these clothes to watch you... and when we come back, Inuyasha was passed out next to you!" He frowned. "I don't understand."
"It was the Shikon No Tama!"
Everyone in the room, besides Inuyasha, blinked, looking around at eachother to find the source of the voice. Kagome suddenly slapped her neck, pulling her hand away with a bug on it. Everyone watched as the flea grew in size and smiled sheepishly up at Kagome.
"Excuse me, Kagome-sama," the wizened, old flea said scratchily, rubbing his hands together. "But, it has just been too long since I've tasted your delicious Miko blood!"
"And, just how long ago was that, you demon?!" Kagome's grandfather demanded of Myoga, who laughed at the old man.
"Around 500 years," the flea answered pleasantly. Kagome's jaw dropped, staring down at her palm. Myoga smiled up at her and she felt tears spring ot her eyes. "Now, now, my dear," he said, bouncing up to her shoulder and patting her neck. "Don't go all sappy on me. I'm too old for people to get emotional at our reunions."
Kagome nodded, wiping her eyes, as her family continued to watch them in disbelief.
"What did you say caused this, Myoga?" Kagome asked, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. Both Inuyasha and Myoga were here with her... Life was looking up!
"The Shikon Jewel around your neck, Kagome!" The flea demon exclaimed, bouncing in excitement. "I felt it's power earlier, and I felt this pull in my soul..." he shook his head, trying to explain the feeling. "Like a... calling. You called me, using the Shikon No Tama as the amplifier. It looks like Inuyasha also felt the call." He looked at Souta. "Boy. You said this is not what he looked like earlier this day?"
Souta nodded, his voice lost somewhere, along with his sanity. I'm speaking with a talking flea that's friend's with my crazy sister.
Kagome frowned, looking at the dog demon. "Is that really Inuyasha, then?" Myoga bounded off her shoulder, landing on Inuyasha's nose, sucking his blood. The hanyou's clawed hand cam up, smacking the flea and flattening him against his face.
"That's the real Inuyasha," Myoga said, sounding squashed. "Tastes the same to me." The flea returned to Kagome's shoulder, frowning. "But. Inuyasha died. I saw it happen, and so did you, Kagome."
She nodded her head, her eyes sad.
"But... now he's here. In the present, in normal clothes, and the boy says he looked different when he first came here..." the flea thought a moment, then pounded his fist into his hand. "It must be a reincarnation! That's the only explination."
Kagome's grandfather nodded his head, moving closer to the pair. "But, if that's true, how would he have turned into his former life's form?" He wanted to know.
"The Jewel is a very powerful thing, old man," he explained, nodding his head. "And so is Kagome. The two together can probably cause a lot more than just a physical change." He looked at the slumbering Inuyasha. "The only thing I wonder about is... does this Inuyasha come equipped with the sme memories as our Inuaysha?"
Kagome coughed. "What?" She asked urgently, too many thoughts were bouncing around on her head. "I did this?!" She gazed at the silver-haired teenager. What if this Inuyasha didn't remember her, even after she went and changed his body?? Things could be messy when this mystery Inuaysha woke up.
"Stop talking about me like I'm not here." A grumpy voice said from the couch, everyone watched as golden eyes blinked open, a clawed hand rubbing them. He yawned, a fang poking out from under a lip. Suddenly aware that everyone was watching him, Inuyasha frowned. "What am I, your favorite T.V. show? Stop staring at me!" He saw Myoga and his frown deepened.
"What is it, Master Inuyasha?" Myoga asked hopefully, flinching when the hanyou gasped.
"A talking flea!" He cried, jumping up from the couch, moving away from the group. "What ecactly is going on?!" He demanded of the room, getting anxious in the silence.
"Inuyasha, calm down," the dark-haired girl from before said, her blue eyes pleading with him to be still. His mind automatically calmed, his racing heart slowing down. He could smell her, and it was like he'd died and gone to heaven, she smelled so good. He sat back down, unexpectedly tugging on his hair.
Wait... his hair? He looked over his shoulder to find long, silver locks, shocking him into standing again. He touched the top of his head, feeling fuzzy apendages. My... ears... are on top of my head.
"You're a dog." The girl said quietly, reaching over and rubbing his ears. Pleasure erupted inside him at her touch, and he melted into her hands. Her eyebrows shot into her hairline at how off-guard Inuyasha was.
"I'm a... what?" He asked, his eyes dark as they looked up at her. She stopped petting him and sat next to him on the couch.
"You're a dog demon, Master Inuyasha," said the speciman on Kagome's shoulder, jumping up and down in excitement. The flea looked at Kagome. "He is not our Inuyasha, only in our Inuyasha's body."
Kagome's blue eyes clouded over with sadness. She nodded, pulling into herself. Inuyasha watched in despair as the girl closed off the world around her. I knew it was too good to be true. She thought, moving her knees up to her chest as Myoga continued to speak to the human-gone-hanyou.
"You are Inuyasha, my Master, and friend, brought back to life with the help on the Shikon No Tama here, around Kagome's neck." Golden eyes looked at her throat, at the pink jewel that caused all of this.
"I... don't understand." Inuyasha stated slowly, his eyes drifting up to Kagome's face, bringing up one of his clawed hands to touch her cheek. When she leaned into his touch, he realized he was with a complete stranger, his hand snapped back to his side. "I am Inuyasha, not a demon. I go to school halfway across town, I have a family, a job... I wasn't dead to be brought back to life."
There was a knock on the door, and Kgome's mother excused herself to answer it.
"Who... am I?" Inuyasha asked.