Ch.4: Enter the Scotsman
Inuyasha jumped off the copter as it neared the ground. Shippou followed close behind. Inuyasha looked back up as Sesshoumaru tossed a small metallic object at him.
"I have some business to attend to in Tokyo. When you need a pickup, use the transmitter!" he shouted over the noise of the chopper. As it took off and headed east, Inuyasha turned to survey the landscape. The grass was a beautiful emerald green, and a gentle breeze flowed over him. But he was here for a reason, he had no time to waste taking in the scenery.
"Shippou, let's go," he ordered.
Kagome lay in her bed with her eyes wide open. She couldn't sleep, with a million thought whirling in her head. "Inuyasha's son? With Kikyo? But, that can't be," she thought looking at the ring on her finger. "First of all, Kikyo's dead. She's been dead for a long time. And we were engaged. He wouldn't do that, I know it! He may be rash a crude at times, but he's very honorable. It would go against everything I know about him if he did. He's lying, he has to be. He's trying to confuse me."
Kagome looked out the window at the Tokyo skyline. It was so different than what she new, so foreign, and so different. Had Inuyasha changed? No. She knew in her heart that he was still the same Inuyasha she had always known. She looked off, to a tall, white tower near the middle of the city.
Sesshoumaru entered his tower, and found it intact. All his papers were still on his desk, including the ones he had come back for.
"Covering your tracks, Sesshoumaru?" a mellow voice called from the dark. Sesshoumaru hit the lights and saw Kojirou standing in wait. He walked over, and stared Sesshoumaru down. "I knew if I waited here long enough, I'd find you. Now, where's my father?"
Sesshoumaru simply stared down the enigmatic swordsman.
Kojirou looked down, at the papers in Sesshoumaru's hand. "It's odd, isn't it?" he said, "for a child to have four parents?"
Sesshoumaru grunted with hostility, as his eyes grew a shade of crimson.
"I wonder how would Inuyasha react to the knowledge that he has a child? I suspect he'd come after you, wouldn't he?"
Sesshoumaru leapt into the air in an attempt to attack, but found his throat in Kojirou's grasp. He thrust Sesshoumaru against the wall and tightened his grip. Sesshoumaru struggled, but to no avail.
"You forget, I can see the future, remember?" Kojirou let Sesshoumaru go, and the white haired demon dropped to the ground. He clenched his throat as Kojirou turned to leave. "We're a lot alike, you and I. You should consider fighting at my side."
Sesshoumaru stared at him with hate filled eyes as he took his leave. The Youkai picked himself off the ground, brushed himself off, and went over to the videophone. "Get my daughter on the line," he instructed.
A young female face came up on the screen. "Yuri, I want you to meet me in the hanger. I want you as far away from that psycho as possible."
"C'mon dad, I can handle myself, and how many times do I have to ask you to call me Spike?" she whined.
"This is not open for discussion, young lady! You're staying in Scotland with your uncle, and that's final!" he ordered. She relented.
Inuyasha sat by a large lake and looked over it's shimmering waters. "This is crazy, we've been looking in this area for hours! Are you sure your Sifu didn't send us on a wild goose chase?" Inuyasha complained.
"I'm sure, she's never been wrong before." Just then, Inuyasha spotted a man carrying logs in the distance. He approached the man.
"Hey, you in the skirt! You heard of a guy named 'Argyle'?" he asked.
The man put down the wood and looked over. "First 'a all, it's a kilt, nae a skirt. An I happen ta be Argyle. What c'n ah do yah fer?"
It took Inuyasha a second to piece together what he said through the thick accent. He took a good look at the Scotsman. He was huge, a good foot and a half taller than Inuyasha, and carried a sword twice as big as Tetsusaiga. He had long, braided red hair and a braided goatee. "I'm Inuyasha, I was told you can help me beat Kojirou."
"Ah see, yur' dat kid the Lin Kuei sent me ta train," Argyle said as he walked around Inuyasha. "Ah must say, Ah'm kinda disappointed. Yur pretty scrawny. Ah've had corn in me crap bigger dan yas."
Inuyasha growled in anger. He was here to train, not be insulted. His hand reached towards Tetsusaiga.
"Ooooooh, lil' girly man wants ta fight! HAHAHAHAHAAAAA! Doon't mak me laugh, boy. I'd cut ye down before ye'd be able to tak y'r sword out." Inuyasha took his hand away from Tetsusaiga.
"You'll pay for that, later," he said.
"Doont gimme dat crap. If ye wanna train, ye can start by carryin dem logs to me house."
"What does that have to do with fighting?" Inuyasha asked skeptically.
"Noothun. Ah guess ya joost don't want dinna then."
Inuyasha picked the logs up, and carried them to the house. He placed them next to the fireplace, and Argyle started a fire. Even in this modern world, places like this exist. Inuyasha felt like he was at home.
Inuyasha, Shippou, and Argyle sat around the fire eating their dinner. It was a meat-like substance that he never had before, but it tasted quite good. He scarfed down his plate at a pace matched only by the Scotsman. They were on their third plate while Shippou was still on his first when he spoke up.
"I moost say, for such a wee man, ye have a healthy appetite."
"Yeah," Inuyasha said between mouthfuls. "What's this stuff called anyway?"
"Haggis," the Scotsman answered stuffing some more into his mouth.
"Ummm, what's it made out of?" Shippou asked poking his.
"Sheep guts." He answered. Shippou turned green, and ran to the lake. Inuyasha looked up at Argyle.
"Sheep guts, huh?"
"Yeah," the Scotsman said, "it's an acquired taste."
Inuyasha jumped off the copter as it neared the ground. Shippou followed close behind. Inuyasha looked back up as Sesshoumaru tossed a small metallic object at him.
"I have some business to attend to in Tokyo. When you need a pickup, use the transmitter!" he shouted over the noise of the chopper. As it took off and headed east, Inuyasha turned to survey the landscape. The grass was a beautiful emerald green, and a gentle breeze flowed over him. But he was here for a reason, he had no time to waste taking in the scenery.
"Shippou, let's go," he ordered.
Kagome lay in her bed with her eyes wide open. She couldn't sleep, with a million thought whirling in her head. "Inuyasha's son? With Kikyo? But, that can't be," she thought looking at the ring on her finger. "First of all, Kikyo's dead. She's been dead for a long time. And we were engaged. He wouldn't do that, I know it! He may be rash a crude at times, but he's very honorable. It would go against everything I know about him if he did. He's lying, he has to be. He's trying to confuse me."
Kagome looked out the window at the Tokyo skyline. It was so different than what she new, so foreign, and so different. Had Inuyasha changed? No. She knew in her heart that he was still the same Inuyasha she had always known. She looked off, to a tall, white tower near the middle of the city.
Sesshoumaru entered his tower, and found it intact. All his papers were still on his desk, including the ones he had come back for.
"Covering your tracks, Sesshoumaru?" a mellow voice called from the dark. Sesshoumaru hit the lights and saw Kojirou standing in wait. He walked over, and stared Sesshoumaru down. "I knew if I waited here long enough, I'd find you. Now, where's my father?"
Sesshoumaru simply stared down the enigmatic swordsman.
Kojirou looked down, at the papers in Sesshoumaru's hand. "It's odd, isn't it?" he said, "for a child to have four parents?"
Sesshoumaru grunted with hostility, as his eyes grew a shade of crimson.
"I wonder how would Inuyasha react to the knowledge that he has a child? I suspect he'd come after you, wouldn't he?"
Sesshoumaru leapt into the air in an attempt to attack, but found his throat in Kojirou's grasp. He thrust Sesshoumaru against the wall and tightened his grip. Sesshoumaru struggled, but to no avail.
"You forget, I can see the future, remember?" Kojirou let Sesshoumaru go, and the white haired demon dropped to the ground. He clenched his throat as Kojirou turned to leave. "We're a lot alike, you and I. You should consider fighting at my side."
Sesshoumaru stared at him with hate filled eyes as he took his leave. The Youkai picked himself off the ground, brushed himself off, and went over to the videophone. "Get my daughter on the line," he instructed.
A young female face came up on the screen. "Yuri, I want you to meet me in the hanger. I want you as far away from that psycho as possible."
"C'mon dad, I can handle myself, and how many times do I have to ask you to call me Spike?" she whined.
"This is not open for discussion, young lady! You're staying in Scotland with your uncle, and that's final!" he ordered. She relented.
Inuyasha sat by a large lake and looked over it's shimmering waters. "This is crazy, we've been looking in this area for hours! Are you sure your Sifu didn't send us on a wild goose chase?" Inuyasha complained.
"I'm sure, she's never been wrong before." Just then, Inuyasha spotted a man carrying logs in the distance. He approached the man.
"Hey, you in the skirt! You heard of a guy named 'Argyle'?" he asked.
The man put down the wood and looked over. "First 'a all, it's a kilt, nae a skirt. An I happen ta be Argyle. What c'n ah do yah fer?"
It took Inuyasha a second to piece together what he said through the thick accent. He took a good look at the Scotsman. He was huge, a good foot and a half taller than Inuyasha, and carried a sword twice as big as Tetsusaiga. He had long, braided red hair and a braided goatee. "I'm Inuyasha, I was told you can help me beat Kojirou."
"Ah see, yur' dat kid the Lin Kuei sent me ta train," Argyle said as he walked around Inuyasha. "Ah must say, Ah'm kinda disappointed. Yur pretty scrawny. Ah've had corn in me crap bigger dan yas."
Inuyasha growled in anger. He was here to train, not be insulted. His hand reached towards Tetsusaiga.
"Ooooooh, lil' girly man wants ta fight! HAHAHAHAHAAAAA! Doon't mak me laugh, boy. I'd cut ye down before ye'd be able to tak y'r sword out." Inuyasha took his hand away from Tetsusaiga.
"You'll pay for that, later," he said.
"Doont gimme dat crap. If ye wanna train, ye can start by carryin dem logs to me house."
"What does that have to do with fighting?" Inuyasha asked skeptically.
"Noothun. Ah guess ya joost don't want dinna then."
Inuyasha picked the logs up, and carried them to the house. He placed them next to the fireplace, and Argyle started a fire. Even in this modern world, places like this exist. Inuyasha felt like he was at home.
Inuyasha, Shippou, and Argyle sat around the fire eating their dinner. It was a meat-like substance that he never had before, but it tasted quite good. He scarfed down his plate at a pace matched only by the Scotsman. They were on their third plate while Shippou was still on his first when he spoke up.
"I moost say, for such a wee man, ye have a healthy appetite."
"Yeah," Inuyasha said between mouthfuls. "What's this stuff called anyway?"
"Haggis," the Scotsman answered stuffing some more into his mouth.
"Ummm, what's it made out of?" Shippou asked poking his.
"Sheep guts." He answered. Shippou turned green, and ran to the lake. Inuyasha looked up at Argyle.
"Sheep guts, huh?"
"Yeah," the Scotsman said, "it's an acquired taste."