Story: Inuyasha One Half

Author: Minuiko

Summary: AU. Inuyasha is a regular kid on a class field trip to China. By some twist of fate, he falls into an enchanted spring in Jusenkyo, which turns him into a girl! While he searches for a cure, he makes new friends, enemies, and learns to deal with becoming the opposite gender. Inuyasha/Kagome, Miroku/Sango, etc.

Rating: PG-13

Kouga's POV

I was left behind . . . again! Why didn't the dumb teachers take any notice of me? I even paid for the dumb plane trip! And the idiots just—GRRRRR!!!!

We-ll . . . it wasn't even like I wanted to go to Jusenkyo . . . but Inuyasha was there! And Kagome! I knew that they were best friends, and I couldn't risk them getting any closer . . . she was MINE!

Besides, Inuyasha owed me fifty cents from kindergarten.

I grimaced as I looked around the airport for the sign 'China.' Man, my sense of direction was BAD. I managed to reach a random plane in time (who needs signs anyway?! I'll just ask a flight attendant), and entered it in time. But I wasn't sure where I was going. I asked a stewardess politely (with my traditional, sexy wink), "'scuse me, ma'am, where is this plane headed?"

She muttered something that sounded suspiciously like, "They'll allow any retard to come on the plane these days . . ." and answered sweetly, "Australia, sir. Buckle up, it'll be a long ride."

Wait. Australia?! New lesson for me: never go anywhere if you don't know where you're headed!

I looked out the window wistfully. "That's another years' allowance wasted . . ."

You're paying for this, Inuyasha! Although, it WAS my fault . . .

Miroku's POV

I yawned. There wasn't a lot to do around here. Occasionally I would attempt to grope some girl's ass, but all that resulted in was more bruises (hey! A spatula really hurt!).

I looked at Inuyasha exclaiming, "What do you mean, I need a bra!" and chuckled. Some guys—girls—could be so indiscreet. I yawned again, and wondered if there could be a cure for her condition. I hoped not.

A thought suddenly came to me. I hadn't asked Sango . . . or Inuyasha, for that matter, but that would be just wrong . . . to bear my child yet! I immediately took her hand and said in a sing-song voice, "Sango, will you bear my . . ."

SMACK!

"Don't say it," she huffed, and stalked a short distance away. I smiled. Man, I was desperate, taking so many hits from Sango and still chasing (groping) after her. She had accepted me, somewhat; she never yelled at me, or told me not to do it again, so I assumed that she secretly enjoyed the attention I was giving her.

I whistled as I found a pretty Chinese girl working in the hotel. Man, look at those curves! But before I could take her hand and ask her my traditional, I sensed danger. I gulped, looking behind me. Sango . . . she had a scary, very scary look on her face. I grinned boyishly and slung my arm around her shoulders. Let's take this slowly . . .

"If you want a girl so badly, get yourself one. Don't go around torturing all these innocents." Her voice was flat, and her face was still scary . . . not a good sign.

I didn't tell her that the one girl I really wanted to 'get' was her . . . I grinned again, changing the subject. "Wanna mate?"

She hit me with the spatula, again. I corrected, "I meant date! Wanna date?"

She snorted. "You perverted bastard. Maybe, maybe not. We'll see how you behave this week."

I heard her murmur with a scathing voice, "He IS doing it on purpose!" and shook my head. No, I wasn't! I just happened to use those terms, well, rather a lot.

I sighed, and walked over to see what Inuyasha was doing.

Inuyasha, who happened to have weird, built-in magenta eye-shadow, seemed genuinely glad to see me. "Come here, Miroku! Tell this wench," she jerked her head to Kagome, "that I DO NOT need A BRA!! How degrading! It's bad enough," she grimaced, "that I have to borrow her school uniform. I am NOT wearing one of Ms. I'm-so-cheerful-I'm-gonna-puke's bras!"

I smiled. "Well, it looks better with one. You don't want it to sag later in life, do you?" Well, it was true! That was what I had heard Sango's mother telling her— on accident, of course.

"Gah—you moronic pervert. I'm NOT staying a girl my entire life! I'll find a cure soon . . ."

Kagome chirped, "But for the mean time, you'll need one. You don't want all the boys drooling after you, do you?"

I pretended to check Inuyasha out, which wasn't hard, because she WAS hot, and that offended her more than anything else. "Fine! I'll wear that—chest reign . . ."

I gave a crooked grin and walked off.

Inuyasha's POV

Damn it! Miroku didn't help, at all. Maybe I should ask my oh-so-wonderfully dull and expressionless older brother if he knew a cure . . . No! I'm not that desperate . . . yet . . . But it's only a matter of time before I am . . . I mean, losing my manhood was bad enough . . . I have to wear one of those chest-binding things too?

"Inuyasha, what color would you prefer? I've got red, white, pink . . ."

I glared furtively at her and said, "Red, although I'd prefer if I didn't have to wear one."

She handed me a scarlet bra, and I went into the bathroom to change. A few minutes passes by.

"Kagome, how do you put these freakin' things on?!"

Sesshoumaru's POV

I lay on the bed, my fur-lined pillow beneath me. Even from up here, I could hear my idiotic younger brother screaming about some bra he couldn't put on. Talk about being loud.

I mused to myself; how long would it be before Inuyasha found out that hot water could, until he encountered cold water, cure him? Maybe a few days. Needless to say, he wasn't the most hygienic guy around.

I toyed with my fluffy pillow for a few more minutes before thinking, 'I really need a life.'

Deciding that there was nothing better to do, I called up my secretary, Kagura Kazejin, who was supervising one of the kids. I think her name was Kanna. I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen her birth certificate, but the half-dead, three-foot-tall little imp was actually Inuyasha's age.

". . . Sesshoumaru? This had better be good . . ."

"Actually, it's not. What are you doing?"

It was more of a flat demand than a question, but I could care less. She paused, before answering, "Sleeping, but if you're bored, I could come over. Yes, I know where you are."

"What do you mean?"

She was shrugging, I could tell. She answered, "I didn't mean it as it sounded. I don't think you're the type to be seduced. Maybe we could watch the new movie that Kanna bought or something."

She's right. I had never been seduced before, and never would be. I told her monotonously, "Alright."

She hung up.

Kouga's POV

I was finally going to Jusenkyo! Yes, I used up another years' allowance, but it was worth it . . . right?! I was finally going to right the wrongs Inuyasha owed me, and get back my fifty cents . . .

A/N The reason I put in the Sesshoumaru/Kagura part . . . because I felt like it! I'm sosososo sorry for not updating, I was really lazy (and I was creating new stories in Makai Tenshi).

I don't think Sesshoumaru's Sesshoumaru-y enough . . . he's too bored, too nice, too . . . blegh. I so envy TailFluffGirl for her ability to capture their personalities like that . . .

Next chapter: Inuyasha gets caught in the showers, we finally meet Kouga, the directionless loser, and Miroku's sneaking around Sesshoumaru's rooms? Geez!

Well, since I actually updated, can you review?!