Yay, IT'S Shippou! Our favorite kitsune! Who else would be dealing with magic?

Chapter Forty Four - Fox

"Is everything ok, love?"

"George!" she stood, the water cascade falling down her face. "This- this is-" her voice failed. She was trying to stop her tears, but failed miserably. The man stood, his eyes and nose red and humid, but an easy smile on his face.

"I'm Fox Scully, but you can call me Shippou. And you are…?"

Shippou. The name was familiar. Isn't it the name of the fox kid Kagome had as a companion during her shard hunt?

"George Weasley, her husband." he said after pulling the tray over the table.

"Husband? Wow, mate, congratulations!" the man, Shippou, pulled him into a tight embrace. "You are a lucky man."

"Let him breathe, Shippou. I don't want to be a widow because of you." Shippou let him go. "What you doing here?"

"What am I doing here? I work here." he flashed a boyish grin. "When I heard there was a miko causing problems, I knew it was you. You are exactly as I remember."

"Oh, Shippou, you are so grown up, so handsome!" she hugged him. "Sit here with us. I have so much to tell, so much to ask!"

George sat at Kagome's side and Shippou took the other side of the table. George was somewhat jealous of the way his wife was talking to the bloke but saved it to himself. He knew it was silly of him and she was always this affectionate to those she cares about.

"So, you married a Weasley. Great taste. You are almost as good looking as me. Maybe one more ear and we are at the same level."

"Shippou! It's not nice."

"He don't mind. Do you?" He should mind, but this man, or demon, had a humor so similar to Fred's that he couldn't really feel anger.

"Two ears and it would be too much handsomeness for the world to bear."

"I like him already." Shippou opened a huge smile, showing proudly his sharp fangs. "I knew a common human, or muggle as they say, would never be enough for you. Not after, you know, everything."

"Don't worry, Shippou. He knows." she held his hand and lowered her head in his shoulder.

"Really? You must be a great man for her to trust you this."

"He is." she gave George the smile she save exclusively for him. "And the name you use is Fox Scully? What the hell?"

"X-Files." He said as if it was the most common thing in the world. The better, or worse, was that George did understood the reference.

"If you are alive, why you never contacted me? I would be much easier to deal with everything."

"Inuyasha never knew the exact year you lived. I feared of going too soon and spoiling everything. Then I moved here and lost the track of time. But things worked out, right?

She paused for a moment. "Yes, I wouldn't have it in any other way."

"Oh, man," Shippou sighed deeply, "Unfortunately, I have this human job that I can't slack. What problems are you having? Maybe I can help."

"We came with one and ended with a dozen." George started. Shippou worked at Department of International Magical Cooperation and promised to contact the Japanese Ministry to solve their problems with the future child registration. However, he couldn't do much about her using magic because it was Magical Law Enforcement business. George's father worked there along Harry and Ron.

"I will tell the others you are here for good. They will be ecstatic! We'll look for you soon!" Shippou disapparated to somewhere.

"It wasn't bad as we expected, ne." Said his wife when they finished their meal.

"I guess not. But who Shippou meant with 'we'?"

"I have no idea."

Who else is 'we'? Find out later!

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