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Meant to write next chapter of PoaT tonight. Sighs, maybe tomorrow

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Title: Hidden Beneath

Fandom: Inuyasha

Status: Fem!Kenshin, Fem!Naruto, and now Fem!Inuyasha. What's next? Fem!Krad? Nah, that would just be too creepy.

Summary: Inuyasha has one very big secret. He's a girl. However will everyone react to this new information.

Stipulation One: No going into heat. 'Yasha is not an animal.

Stipulation Two: No incest. Threatening to cut off suitors head yes, being attracted to sister no.

Preview

Inuyasha shifted a bit, trying not to show just how uncomfortable this entire situation made her. For as long as she could remember, she and her brother had had a very simple relationship. He hated her, the end. The matter of her newly revealed sex shouldn't have changed anything.

Sesshoumaru obviously disagreed. Evidently somewhere in the depths of his mind the fact she was a girl made her somehow more worthy of his protection. Not, Inuyasha asserted to herself, that she needed his protection. Not anymore at least. Ruthlessly, she shoved the bit of her that still wanted her brother's love (or at least his approval) down into a teeny, tiny box, stomping on it ruthlessly.

The silence continued, tension so thick you could nearly cut it with a knife. Until finally, Sesshoumaru spoke. "Do you love him little sister?"

Inuyasha's head yanked around so fast she nearly gave herself whiplash. "What the hell sort of question is that?" she squawked.

"A very simple one," his brother's visage was as impassive as ever. He may as well have been asking if the sky was blue. "I asked if you love him."

The young woman bit her lip, twisting her hands uncertainly. Her fist impulse was to deny it. However, her mind flashed back to the many, many memories featuring the other. Their first meeting, back when she was barely fifty years of age, not even a teenager. He had stumbled upon her while she was bathing, and hadn't that been awkward. Personally, Inuyasha blamed his nature. If he had been anything but a shadow demon, she would have smelled him coming.

Further encounters, first because he thought she needed someone to keep an eye on her, and later when it became more than just a self imposed duty. She had grown from child to woman, while he had inherited the lordship of the isles his family had ruled for millennia. The day he told her he loved her. Inuyasha hadn't known what to think. Barely managing to blurt out an apologetic refusal to his proposal before she fled.

Not that that had stopped him. There had been many proposals after that, in a variety of creative ways. Inuyasha always refused. Still, just because she wasn't quite ready to mate didn't, didn't mean.

Inuyasha looked up to meet eyes the same shade of golden amber as her own. Though the emotion behind them was unfamiliar to the hanyou. "I don't know," she whispered at last. "I just don't know."

I do have my own OC planned out to be Inuyasha's love interest. Anyone who wants to adopt this one can either ask for details,

or come up with a character of their own.