The Beginning Of The End.

By Kracken L. W.

Disclaimer: I do not own either the concept or characters of Inuyasha in any way, shape, or form.  However, I do own the light wraiths, so please do not use them without my permission.

            Inuyasha sighed and tugged disconsolately at he his leash.  No matter what he did he couldn't get the stubborn knot to come loose.  The tree he was tied too wouldn't come loose, either. He'd tried that tactic three times already.  He was not going to get loose.  He sighed again.  Just yesterday he'd made the mistake of pointing out how inferior and useless humans were in front of Kracken. Big mistake. "Foolish boy child!"  She'd hissed at him. "Your mother was worth twice what you are for courage and wisdom, if not strength. If you cannot hold your tongue, then at least put it to better use!"  The next thing he knew, his tongue slithered out of his mouth and tied itself in a knot. "Outth!" Kracken snorted and grinned at his pain-filled exclamation. "Children should be seen and not heard."  The instant the words left her mouth, he looked down to find himself in an adult sized version of swaddling clothes in an eye-searing pattern of neon green, road cone orange, and bright red paisley.  Kagome and Shippo broke out in fits of giggles. "That's not funny!!" He yelled, or tried to, anyway. What came out sounded more like "Thaths na fuhih!!" "He even talks like a big baby!" Shippo crowed. " Now Shippo, it's not nice to make fun of Inuyasha when he's helpless." Kagome's words might have carried more weight if she could have said it without laughing.

            If yesterday was bad, today was worse.  This morning he'd woken up to find himself in a white dog suit that smelled suspiciously like his elder brother, Sesshomaru.  Not ten minutes ago Kagome had walked by and patted him on the head saying "Good Doggy."  Sadistic wench, she was enjoying this way too much. Best just to ignore her.  He twitched slightly as the wind blew his brother's scent up into his face and sneezed.  He hated this!  The ugly pink collar with the designation "Puppy" on it in fake gems was bad enough. But to look and smell like his brother all day?  He would rather keep his will to live.  He looked over at the other two, who were taking a moment to eat their lunch while they waited for Kracken to return from hunting hers. He shuddered at the mere thought of what she considered food, and his demon blood tried to exit his body entirely  in the defense that was his one true physical superiority.  He could make himself unappetizing. A full-blooded demon stood no chance.  He shivered and huddled in himself; shaking his father's lure out of his sleeve and clutching it for comfort as his body slowly shifted back to normal.  He'd watched the monster siphon off the demonic power attracted to the mortal shell of his father by the resurrected demon soul.  He turned his face back up to the sun just in time to see the girl staring dreamily at him over her flask. He blushed as he lay back in the grass to catch a little sleep.  He'd been going short for months now, and it was starting to catch up with him. One of these days he'd have to tell her…

            He had been asleep for perhaps fifteen minutes when a high pitched, androgynous voice brought him to his feet with a strangled shriek as his collar caught at his throat. "Inuyasha! Inuyasha my fuzzy eared dreamboat, I know you're here somewhere!  Are you ready to scream for me honey pot?" The other two dropped their lunch and immediately went on guard as Inuyasha stared in complete horror at the lack of reachable cover.  He turned and leapt at the immovable tree, and was nearly thrown to the ground as his collar and leash brought him up short of the upper boughs. He was about be… well, horrible things were about to happen to him because that raving bitch had left him tied and helpless!! No sooner did he think of her, then she materialized beside him in a searing burst of light.  She took in Kagome and Shippo's tense stances and white faces at a glance, then turned to where Inuyasha tried in vain to scramble up the tree. Apparently not caring if he strangled himself in the process. "What in heaven's name is that?" She asked Kagome, gesturing towards the distant voice. "That, that would be Jokatsu, Inuyasha's worst nightmare." The young woman stuttered.  Kracken turned again towards the forest; absentmindedly retying the leash further up the tree.  Inuyasha sobbed in relief and disappeared into the canopy. The twisted creature would have a hard time reaching him here, especially as he'd ripped off all the lower branches on his way up. "I have a name," Kracken spared a glance in the direction of the gibbering leaves. "and an occupation. Now what, exactly, is it?"

"Well…" It all came out in a rush. "He's a resurrected sadomasochistic gay man with a fetish for Inuyasha's ears."  Kracken's eyebrows rose nearly to her semi-transparent hairline. "Mmhmmm, I see.  Does he want to kill him or…?"

"BOTH!"  Inuyasha hissed from the safety of the treetop. "It's told me so often enough!!"  "I see."  Kracken grinned.  "Then perhaps we should just leave you two alone …" She turned as if to leave.  Inuyasha came to ground so fast all the others saw was a red blur. "I am on my knees begging you," He stared up at the startled wraith, face chalk white; shaking like a willow in a storm wind with sheer, unadulterated terror. "Please, please, do not leave me to him." She kept her face blank for a minute or so and he nearly soiled himself in fright that she would do just that; but then her face cleared, and she gave the frantic half-blood a sympathetic smile. "Oh well, since you did beg so very hard…" She loosed the leash from its knot and turned to go. "Let's get out of here before the perverted one finds his playmate after all."

Inuyasha cried out in relief and bounded into trees as far ahead of her as his leash would permit.  It was amazing how much a near brush with rape, mutilation, and murder could change one's outlook on a situation. True, he was still bound by an evil-minded, demon-eating psycho; true, he was still dressed in a doggy suit woven of his brother's shed fur.  But it could be worse. At least he wasn't being molested and/or murdered by that walking dead FREAK, Jokatsu.  Things were looking up.

THE END

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{A/N: Please forgive me for taking so long to get around to writing the next chapter.  My only defense is that I had so much to do that it completely slipped my mind.  I apologize. }

Kracken L. W.

The Goddess - No more Sesshomaru in drag. Sorry all, but that will come to an end. And soon, might I add. Cold Stone is nearing its completion. On to bigger fish, like torturing Eclipse. Don't know who he is? Check out Demon Diary. 

Adieu!