A/N: I only got one review, and it had threat against not continuing in it…Oh well I had fun writing this and that's what really matters. Misao CG: I'm glad you like it.

The Biker Mice Meet Dog Boy

Chapter 2

The Things History Leaves Out

"KAGOME!!!!" The mice whirled around to see a silver haired boy leap off the roof of a nearby building with a fang shaped sword, approximately the size of Vinnie, raised over his head coming down on them with incredible speed.

"Inu-Yasha SIT!" Kagome yelled. The beads on the boy's neck glowed bright white and he plummeted about 20ft face first into the ground. The sword stuck into the concrete, quivering. A moment later it turned into a rather beat up looking Katana.

"BITCH!!!" The boy screamed his face still firmly in the ground. Kagome rushed passed the mice and knelt down next to him.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" she pleaded.

"Your sorry!!!!" He yelled finally prying his face off the ground and towering over her. The mice were surprised to see that he was not only able to talk, but looked entirely unhurt. "BITCH!! You screamed and I came to rescue you. And for that you sit me, Wench!"

"That's no way to talk to a lady!" Modo growled.

"Shut up, Bastard!" was the boy's response. The three mice growled at him, but his attention was back on the girl at his feet.

"But Inu-Yasha," Kagome pleaded, giving him her best puppy dog eyes, "They didn't hurt me, just surprised me." Inu-Yasha just growled and looked back at her with a deadly glare. After a brief staring match Inu-Yasha turned his back and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Feh! Do as you wish bitch, but don't come to me when you need help." Kagome smiled happily at her victory.

"Lady Kagome!" Miroku called as he and Sango raced towards the scene, Shippou and Kirara on their respective shoulders. Miroku was getting ready to take the rosary from his hand and Sango had her boomerang at the ready.

While Kagome hurriedly explained the situation to the four new arrivals, Vinnie and Modo looked at Throttle, Throttle looked to Charley, and Charley stared at the scene in utter bewilderment.

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"Now let me get this straight," Throttle started. The two groups were not sitting around in Charley's den. Kagome was seated on the couch with Charley on her right and Sango on her left. Miroku was sitting on the floor near Sango with his staff resting across his lap. Inu-Yasha was sitting on the floor near Kagome's feet, arms and legs crossed, head slightly bowed, eyes closed, and looking rather grumpy. Shippou was sitting in Charley's lap, sucking on a lollypop and being idly petted by the mechanic. Kirara slept comfortably in Sango's lap. Throttle and Modo were seated in the two armchairs and Vinnie was leaning against a nearby wall with his arms crossed over his chest and a weary eye on the two-tailed cat. "The five of you are from Feudal Japan and were summoned here by Limburger to slay us because we are demons?" Throttle asked in disbelief. The whole thing sounded absurd, then again, Limburger had done some strange things in the past.

"That's right." Kagome answered, "But you don't seem to be doing the things he claimed you were, nor do you have any Jewel Shards."

"Old tuna tush is really scraping the bottom of the barrel." Modo chuckled, "Ah mean you're just a bunch of kids."

"Feh!" Inu-Yasha snorted with out moving, "I could take you three weak bastards any time." Throttle cocked an eyebrow at him in amusement. Modo rolled his eye. Vinnie shook his head and chuckled.

"Inu-Yasha, be nice." Kagome scolded. 'Feh' was the only response.

"I didn't think this place could survive another Vinnie size ego, Charley-girl." The tan furred mouse commented. The comment received a round of snickers and two indigent snorts.

"Ignore the dog boy," Shippou said between giggles, "He's just a big jerk." With out even opening his eyes the said demon punched the smaller demon in the head. Shippou half flew, half fell out of Charley's lap, a large lump decorating his head.

"HEY!" In an instant Modo was on his feet, his single eye glowing bright red, "That's no way to treat a child!" He towered over the white haired teen in a manner that should have made anyone cower. Inu-Yasha, however, didn't even seem to acknowledge his presence. "Hey, Ah'm talking to you!"

"And…" was the reply.

"Someone ot'a teach you some manners!"

"Who? A Fucking waste of fur like you?" At this point both Throttle and Vinnie were on their feet, ready to pry their larger bro off the teen if need be.

"Kid, quit while you're ahead." Throttle advised sternly. Both mice knew how dangerous Modo could be if he lost control; which he was dangerously close to doing at this moment.

"Better yet," Vinnie added, "quit while you have a head." Modo was completely oblivious to the room around him. The only thing he could see was the insufferable white haired boy sitting before him. In one swift motion he swung at the boy, and nearly fell face first on to the ground. In a movement much faster then the mice had ever seen, Inu-Yasha had dodged and was now in a half crouch several feet away. He held his clawed hands in a talon like position, his ears were laid back, and he gave off an unmistakable growl.

"SIT!" The beads of the rosary lit up and Inu-Yasha crashed face first into the floor. This was followed by a long string of muffled curses. The odd display was enough to snap Modo from his anger. Kagome stepped calmly between the two males and looked down at the dog demon as he pried himself off the floor.

"What the hell is the matter with you bitch? He attacked me and I get sat for it!" He roared at the raven-haired girl. Kagome was unfazed, and simply looked back at him with her arms calmly crossed.

"Of course, you're right Inu-Yasha." Kagome said sweetly. Inu-Yasha opened his mouth to retort, then closed it in surprise as her words registers. "He did attack you," In a blink of an eye Kagome turned from sweet talk to enraged yelling, "But we are Guests here and he only did it because you can't be nice to me or Shippou! Now, sit boy!" CRASH! All the mice and Charley could do was stare at the scene as Inu-Yasha once again let out a string of curses.

"You know Inu-Yasha," Miroku said stepping up next to him as he stood, "Perhaps if you treated Lady Kagome more like the beautiful young creature she is, you wouldn't find yourself eating dirt so often."

"Oh and you are one to talk about how to treat a girl…" Inu-Yasha retorted dusting off his clothes.

"Of course I am." The rest of his group gave him dubious looks. "Allow me to demonstrate." He turned to Charley, got down on one knee, and took her hand. Vinnie sent the monk's back a death glare and Shippou and Kirara wisely sought refuge with Kagome. "My Lady, your eyes are like the deepest emeralds, your hair the color of fall leaves. Just being in your presence for a moment is enough to make me happy for a lifetime. I know no words that can describe your beauty." Charley couldn't help but blush, the mice never talked like this, "But there is one question I must ask…"

"Here it comes…" Shippou said, a slight smile on his face.

"I hope they beat you black and blue." Inu-Yasha added. Miroku went on unfazed by the comments.

"…Will you bear my child?" Charley burst out laughing, Throttle's jaw dropped, Modo blushed about ten different shades of red, and both mice had to restrain Vinnie who at that moment was letting out a string of rather colorful words. Not that Vinnie could have done much, because with a well-practiced swing of her over-sized boomerang, Sango had knocked the monk out cold. Inu-Yasha, Kagome, and Shippou just stood there looking exasperated with the whole thing.

"Pervert!" Sango muttered.

"Is he…Ok?" Charley asked as she tried to regain control of her laughter. The angry girl looked down at the priest to see he wasn't moving. Sango knelt down next to him and gently prodded the monk with her finger. Unseen by her, Miroku's hand moved slowly up and grabbed her ass. Sango blanched.

"You perverted Priest!" she screamed and hit him in the head again with the giant boomerang.

"Yeah, he's fine." Kagome sighed, "We had better get going. We need to find some where to stay."

"You can stay here." Charley offered. Kagome's face lit up.

"Really! Thank you, Oh thank you!" Kagome bowed deeply in thanks.

"Not a problem." Charley said waving her hand dismissively, "You girls can sleep in the guest room and the couch will folds out for the boys. Besides, with the look of those two," She gestured towards Inu-Yasha and Shippou, "You'd have a hard time finding a hotel. Even in Chi-town"

"Sweetheart, don't you think the guys should stay with us?" Vinnie asked eyeing Miroku, who was just returning to consciousness, and idly rubbing his knuckles. This action didn't go unnoticed.

"I don't think any one would be alive in the morning if I did Vinnie." Charley replied dryly.

"But…"

"I got to go with Charley on this one." Throttle cut him off and placed a restraining hand on the white furred mouse's shoulder. Vinnie looked back at his bro as if to argue, but seemed to think better of it. Throttle inwardly sighed. This was going to be one of those industrial size bottle of aspirin events.

"I'm hungry." Shippou whined from Kagome's shoulder.

"Me too." Inu-Yasha chimed in. Kagome smiled at them.

"I have some Raman in my bag back down stairs. I'll make you some if Charlene-sama doesn't mind me using her kitchen." She said looking to the older woman for permission.

"Of course you can. And just call me Charley." The mechanic said with another dismissive wave of her hand. Kagome gave another deep bow before hurrying down the stairs to the garage bay, Shippou in tow. The room fell quiet for a moment.

"I guess we better go get some food too, Charley-girl" Throttle said quietly, "You going to be ok here?" His eyes absently shifted between the monk and the demon, who at the moment had a confused look on his face.

"Of course I am…" Charley replied. Vinnie opened his mouth to say something but Inu-Yasha interrupted.

"What is that disgusting smell?" The mice nosed the air, "It's almost like rancid…"

"Grease!" Modo snapped. At that moment a high pitched scream echoed up from the garage. The two groups took off at a dead run, Inu-Yasha far in the lead, through the hall, down the stairs, and into the garage. Standing in the middle of the room was a large, dim-witted looking man, dressed in green overalls and a red baseball cap. Grease dripped from every pore on his body. He was holding a thrashing Kagome by the waist, trying to control her--with little success, and Shippou was biting at his calf. The man rid himself of the angry Kitsune clinging to his leg with a violent kick. The group came to a halt only a few meters in front of him, Sango skillfully catching the flying fur-ball. The three mice glowered at him, but nothing compared the death glare Inu-Yasha was giving him. It was a glare that promised pain, and a lot of it.

"Let her go Greasepit!" Modo growled.

"Heh, heh. What is youse mouses ganna do about it. Mister Limburger said to make sure these stupid kids got their job done. And if they didn't, Ah was to take this girl and…" That was about as far as the greasy goon got. In a flash of red and silver, Inu-Yasha had crossed the room. Greasepit now found himself in a precarious position. He was being held several feet off the ground by the furious half demon. The single clawed hand that held his throat was squeezing so tightly that not only was it cutting off his air, but the claws were bringing forth several rivulets of blood. The arm that had moments ago held the struggling Kagome was now bent at an odd angle. The said girl was in the protective hold of Inu-Yasha's free arm. Inu-Yasha looked up at him and growled as he tightened his grip.

"Inu-Yasha…" Kagome said softly from his side. The ear closest to the girl flickered in her direction, but he gave no other sign that he heard her. "Please…" His growl grew louder for a moment, then he spoke in a voice that was little more then a snarl.

"Tell your boss to fuck off." Then he added in an even more menacing voice, "And if you ever come near Kagome again, you won't live to tell about it!" With that he dropped Greasepit to the ground. The oversized goon scrabbled back as best he could before turning and running into the fading light of evening. The demon boy continued to glare at him long after he had faded from everyone else's sight, before turning to girl still in his arm.

"You ok, Kagome?" He asked gently. The anger and arrogance he had shown a short time ago gone from his face. She nodded as he reached up to her face and wiped away a drop of grease from her face with his thumb.

"Oh, Mama!" Modo muttered, being the first of the mice to find his voice.

"I'll second that." Vinnie added. Throttle only nodded and Charley gaped. Miroku looked up at the reaction on the three mice and one woman, with a knowing smile.

"For all their fighting, those two care very deeply for each other. And woe to anyone who wishes harm on Lady Kagome." The monk said wisely. He turned to walk up the stairs, but not before grabbing Sango's ass and ducking the punch that followed.