And now, ladies and gentlemen, I present to you yet another oneshot to enjoy!

Again, this one is dedicated to ArmyWife22079 for her birthday! XDDD

So now, for my lovely friend, here is a Sirius Black/Kagome oneshot for you to enjoy!

And the best part is (maybe/hopefully lol) is that while it can be seen as a stand alone, there shall be more (and soon, hopefully ^^;)

Hope you love it! XD

And just so you all know, this takes place before Harry 'defeated' Voldie back in '81. James and Lily has yet to die, Harry has yet to be orphaned, Peter has yet to betray them, and most important of all, Sirius has yet to be carted off to Azkaban.

Read, review, ENJOY!

Edited to remove review replies and unnecesary ANs.

Disclaimer:Unfortunately, no, I do not own Inuyasha or Harry Potter. T_T

—Part I: More Than Just a Challenge—

There was one day in Sirius Black's life that he would never reveal to another soul. Not under the Imperius. Not under the Cruciatus.

And if Veritaserum ever got involved, he would promptly bite his own tongue off.

It was that embarrassing.

Because Sirius Black does not get hit by a car while in in his Animagus form and promptly gets knocked out.

Because Sirius Black does not get carted of to the nearest veterinarian's office to get drugged up and his leg set and wrapped up in a cast.

Because Sirius Black does not get locked behind a cage with his leg throbbing in unimaginable pain.

Because Sirius freaking Black, does not get stranded in some random vet office until he makes a recovery because shifting out of Animagus form while still in a cast was not a good idea.

No. It just wasn't possible – wasn't probable, and he would die before he'd say anything like or near it ever occurred. Not even to his own best friends, his brothers in blood.

It all started on one sunny day...

—o—o—o—o—

Panting. His footsteps. That's all he heard. That and his own thoughts.

Everything else was like white noise to him. The streets of Japan were crowded as well as the sidewalks, and no one really took notice of the large, shaggy black dog padding its way through the throngs of people.

He was a man – well, dog – on a mission. Literally.

He had been itching to do something for a while now – ever since James, Lily, and his little godson Harry were forced to be locked away under the Fidelius. He wanted to do something - anything that could help the Light and get them to freedom sooner.

Because if there was one thing Sirius valued, it was freedom.

Even so, he certainly didn't expect the Order to send him to a whole different continent.

But hey, if it meant more allies for the Order and less for the Dork Lord, just one of the names James and him liked to call the evil berk of a bastard, then who was he to complain?

Absentmindedly he looked both ways as he was about to cross the street. Seeing nothing, he padded away.

Then it happened.

The first thing he noticed was the sharp sound of screeching, suspiciously of tires going fast on the road. Huh.

His instincts took over, and he looked over to his left.

That's when he saw the car and his thought's took a path of 'Oh. Fuck.'

He heard a distinct, sick sounding 'th-thump' and he felt like he was flying. The world around him flickered black right after that, and the next thing he knew he was on the ground. He was swimming in and out of consciousness, fighting what seemed to be a losing battle to stay awake.

And then suddenly there was this white flash as scorching pain ripped through his hind leg and up his spine and it finally registered he just got clipped by a car that had sped around the corner after deciding stop signs were below them.

Well... looks like he was going to be late for that meeting...

Events that passed were a little blurry after that. There were a lot of faces. Fast talking too. Even some shouting.

Then there was a pair of startling blue eyes and soft, soothing words to follow.

And then everything flickered black again.

When he came to again, things were still fuzzy and he felt like he was moving while he actually wasn't, which meant he was being transported in one of those muggle vehicles.

Then there was frantic murmuring, and people in weird clothing or suits with masks over their mouths and gloves on their hands and weird hat thingies covering their head. Then, something strange covered his mouth, and he faintly felt something prick him before he knew no more.

Next thing he did know was that he was in a painful position and his side and ass was cold from laying on something chilly and metal. Then his eyes blinked open to find himself behind bars.

For a moment, he had the chilling thought that he was caught and in a cell, ready to be tortured by Voldie's lackeys. But that thought was soon tossed away when the acrid smell of medicine and sterile air hit his nose, and his eyes picked up on the fact that it was bright and the room was painfully white.

He really doubted that Death Chomper prisons looked like a hock display of a hospital ward.

And that was when horror seeped in. Because at that moment, his hearing finally connected with his brain and he registered to undeniable sound of 'whoofing' and meowing.

'Oh no. Oh please, no,' Sirius begged in mortified horror. He glanced at himself, seeing his furry hind leg wrapped in a cast.

White room... Sterile smell...

A cage... Other animals...

He was in a Merlin forsaken muggle vet!

Sirius closed his eyes in horror, letting out a long, low, pitiful whine. 'Oh for the love of Merlin's right hairy testicle!'

This was ruddy embarrassing. It downright pathetic.

And somehow – just somehow, he knew if James ever found out and was here, his buddy would be right outside his cage pointing at him as he laughed his bloody ass off before promptly dragging Lily, Harry, Remus, and Peter to see it for themselves. Oh, and a camera as well, because this was a moment they would all want to remember and proof – or blackmail, more like it.

He would never live it down.

Sometimes, life really wasn't fair at all...

Sirius resigned himself to passing out. It was just all too much...

—o—o—o—o—

Sirius fidgeted uncomfortably, his claws scraping against the metal.

This was bloody boring! He was bored. He was aching.

And dammit, he was bored!

Three days he spent in this horrible prison. Three days of being subjected to stale water and – he had to shove down the urge to vomit just at the thought of it – dog food.

He'd rather go face to face with Moldywarts right now, to be honest!

He didn't even want to think of how he was going to survive however long it was going to take for these people to take the cast off. Because, sadly, until they did, he couldn't transform himself.

But he swore, once he healed and got this stupid thing off his poor leg, he was going to change, memory charm the hell of his torturers, and then find the nearest fast food joint for some real food.

So lost in his thoughts, he never noticed the person approaching until it was too late. Suddenly, a face popped up right in front of him, scaring the shit out of him.

He jolted suddenly, letting out a startled yelp before he froze, just staring.

It was a girl – in her late teens or so. Maybe a year younger than him? Long, slightly wavy, silky, dark black hair framing a petite, heart-shaped face. Sparkling blue eyes dancing with – mischief...?

And damn was she pretty. No, scratch that. She was freaking hot.

Once again, he cursed his predicament.

Of course he had to meet some really hot bird while he was stuck as Padfoot.

—o—o—o—o—

Half an hour later, Sirius found himself in the back of a muggle vehicle and completely confused. Some of the muggle pet healers carried him out and settled him here.

What the hell was going on?

"... Thank you again," he heard a female voice saying in accented English – it was the girl. "I was so worried when Fluffy got hit. I'm just glad he only broke one of his leg – it could have been so much worse."

Sirius blanched. Wait – what?

'Fluffy?' he thought incredulously, eyes wide with mortification. 'Did she really just call me Fluffy?' he wondered with indigent anger.

He did not look like a 'Fluffy'. 'H-how dare she!' he sputtered mentally, affronted.

He looked so much more dignified than a bloody 'Fluffy'.

"It was no problem Ma'm. I would suggest keeping a closer eye on your dog though. Best not to let him out unsupervised or without a leash," an intelligent voice was saying.

Sirius froze, suddenly realizing something a little bit more important than a name. Dread filled him.

Her dog? Why was she taking him away?

The soft laugh following sounded nice and even a bit soothing, but he was far to gone for it to have any effect on him. Apprehension already had it's claws deeply sunk in him.

"Oh, I know. I only left the door open for a few seconds and he darted out before I could even blink. He's a slippery little bugger." There was a sigh. "Anyways, thanks again."

Sirius watched with careful eyes as the woman opened the door and went in. He watched her from the mirror hovering above the dash, and froze when her blue gaze met his gray. And then he stiffened when she smiled.

It wasn't the fact she smiled that had him on guard. It was the emotion behind it.

It was knowing.

"I'm glad you're alright," she spoke softly and level – careful even, he noticed.

Sirius forced himself to act like a dog, cocking his head curiously and letting out a soft 'whoof', before letting his tongue loll out as he panted.

But the woman only snickered, rolling her eyes. She shook her head as she buckled herself in, twisting the key in the ignition. She smiled slyly, her eyes flickering to the mirror before she put the car in gear.

Sirius breathed a silent sigh of relief as she started to drive.

That is, until... "So, Sirius Black, I assume?"

His head shot up, eyes wide and his hackles raised. Was she an enemy or a friend?

The woman was staring at him, a slim eyebrow cocked slyly. "Oh, calm down will you?" she said nonchalantly. "I'll explain things later. First, let's get you to my place and see if we can fix that leg of yours..." she muttered.

The ride was an awkward one following that.

—o—o—o—o—

Sirius stared at the woman apprehensively as she opened the car door for him, and was surprised by the gentle, concerned gaze she had. "D'you think you'll be able to walk?" she asked, eyeing his leg. "It isn't that far to the living room, we can set you up on the couch."

What was even more surprising were the gentle hands she had when helping him.

But when he got out to see where he was, he froze and threw her an incredulous glance as realization dawned on him.

This was the meeting place.

The woman was his contact...

She grinned, laughing softly at his expression. "I'm guessing by the look on your face you realize where you are. Welcome to the Sunset Shrine – if you haven't already guessed, I'm Kagome Higurashi. Let's get inside though. The explanations can come later after your leg is fixed up and we can speak the same language," she muttered.

—o—o—o—o—

The woman – Kagome, Sirius reminded himself - hummed thoughtfully, eyeing his leg as he was laid across a couch. "Well, I never tried it with an animal before, I'll say that..." she muttered. "But it can't be too difficult," she mused, and shot Sirius a grin.

The grin didn't really calm him. Instead, it made him even more worried.

What the hell was she going to do?

Sirius froze when after she positioned her hands above his hind leg, her hands began glowing, and a warm feeling passed over him. He was rendered stunned as he literally felt his bones mending themselves, his only change in expression being the winces from pain.

It was three minutes until the glow faded, and Sirius watched with incredulity as the woman wiped the sweat off her head.

His leg was healed. 'But – how in Merlin's name...? She didn't even use a spell – or a wand! Or did she use wandless, silent magic?' Sirius thought, stunned.

But then Kagome blinked, "Oh shit," she muttered, eyeing the cast. "How am I supposed to get this thing off?"

Sirius felt his spirits dropped. That meant she wasn't a witch then – she could have just vanished it if she was.

Kagome offered him a sheepish smile. "Well, at least you're not in pain?" she tried to console.

Sirius just let out a whine and dropped his head to the ground.

Kagome bit her lip, and before she could help herself, she reached over to scratch behind his ears. Sirius couldn't help the reflex of letting out a pleased, rumbling bark. He watched as she blinked suddenly though, her eyes glazing over, before she shook her head and assured him, "Don't worry - I'll call somebody up."

She rose and left, presumably for the phone and muttering under her breath all the while. All he could hear was 'soft', 'addicting', and 'ears'.

Sirius snorted, bemused.

—o—o—o—o—

Her friend, a wizard, made quick work of his cast. However, it didn't stop the man from poking fun at him and snickering all the while – at least until Kagome smacked him across the head.

At least the man didn't ask questions... Plausible deniability and all that, and not just for Kagome but Sirius as well.

As soon as the man left, Kagome came back from leading him out and looked at the dog on her couch expectantly. "So, Mr. Black?" she prompted wryly.

Seeing no reason to keep up a charade already found out, he transformed.

Sirius would be lying if he didn't take some vain pleasure in watching how the woman before him drunk in his features with an appreciative eye. Unbidden, his lips curved into a smug smirk to which Kagome rolled her eyes at, even despite the way her cheeks flushed faintly at her actions.

His smirk widened. The first thing he said was, though, "Fluffy?" His voice was dry.

Kagome blinked at him, staring, before she exploded in soft giggles. "I thought it fit, at the time," she snorted in between laughs.

Sirius couldn't help the easy grin that crossed his face.

Well, one thing was for certain. He wouldn't mind getting to know this little bird during his mission.

His grin turned a hint lascivious and excitement danced in his veins when the woman recognized his look and narrowed her eyes in response. Oooh, feisty. And he didn't miss the way they flashed wickedly as well, and that playful lift of an eyebrow that all but physically said 'give it your best shot'.

So a challenge as well. One he would gladly accept.

He wasn't Sirius Black, Padfoot, and proud Marauder for nothing, after all.

What happened next only made him even more determined.

Kagome stood, grinning wickedly. "Well, Puppy? Shall we get to it? Looks like we have a job to do and no doubt you want something to eat other than doggy chow," she told him, and then her grin turned devious. "Or do I need to get you a leash?" she teased.

Sirius resisted the urge to return the grin, and instead, he let out a mock-gasp, "Why, we only just met. Are you always this kinky with strangers?" he asked her in a low, smooth tenor. And then he smirked.

His smirk grew as her eyes widened in surprise, face contorting in shock and cheeks flushing red, before it quickly passed. She began to walk, tossing him a nonchalant glance over her shoulder. "So, a collar as well, then?" she shot back wryly, winking boldly at him.

Sirius laughed. Loudly. 'Touche,' he thought with delight.

Yes, this was going to be a fun challenge. And who knew, maybe it would turn out to be more than just that, in the end...

"Only if it matches my eyes," he parried right back with an excited grin plastered across his face, following her out back to her car where she would brief him as they grabbed something to eat.

His response was Kagome's light, dancing laughs.

He'll have fun finding out, either way.

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Aaah, I love this pairing! I really wish there were more people to write about it! (hint, hint people! lol) And, even better, it's part of a two-shot! XD

This was so fun to write, so really, this was kinda as much as a present to me as it is to you ArmyWife! Hope you loved and enjoyed it! Hopefully I'll get the second part done soon lol! It shouldn't take too long, but we'll see haha.

So, what do you think? It started out to be mostly a crack, silly, sarcastically funny like oneshot after I a thought of - "What would happen if Sirius got hurt in the muggle world, and instead of being able to get away, got stuck in a vet instead?"

Heheh, and then it turned out to be a little flirty as well before ending on a light, sweet, but still humorous note. This is kind of what I think Sirius Black would act like, back when he was younger and before Azkaban.

Till next time!

-RainLily^^

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