Inuyasha

"W-who the hell are you?" Harry asked incredulously, backing pedaling until his calves hit his trunk. Just for once, couldn't someone give him a break?

The man in front of him raised his hands in peace.

He was tall and built, clad in a pair of loose, dark slacks and a white polo shirt. He could have been able to pass off as any young, attractive man with his chiseled features and admirable physic—if it weren't for a few complications.

For one thing the stranger's eyes were a warm amber with slitted pupils, pupils that instantly reminded Harry of Voldemort's. His hair was white-silver—a mass of unruly locks that curled every which way ending near the base of his neck. And just poking up out of his hair were two, triangular, furry dog-ears.

"Ok...what are you?" Harry amended. "And how did you get in here? And lastly—do you work for Voldemort, Dumbledore, or the Ministry? Go on. Tell me the truth. I can handle it."

Numbness seeped over Harry as one strange occurrence overlapped another. He just spent an entire day shopping with a demigod and a half-demon that were guardians to a world molded from computer data. The prospect of another non-human visiting him out of nowhere was not unthinkable—he had a sneaking suspicion that this guy was a demon too. It might have been the dog-ears.

A detached response took over any otherwise defensive riposte, like he had hit the wall in respects to reacting to the paranormal.

"I knew I got the right one this time," he said more to himself. "As for your questions—My name is Inuyasha, I'm half dog-demon—" Harry simply accepted that with a grain of salt, "—I walked in here, and I do not work for humans. Satisfied?"

Inuyasha...that name sounded familiar...

"No," Harry found himself saying without realizing it. "I mean—I meant— Arrgh! Damn it! What is with all you demons? Where do you all come from? And why today?"

He didn't feel threatened; Shiva, Shippo and Tai left him feeling at ease around strange beings and this Inuyasha generated a calming aura. Yet feelings of exasperation began to build within Harry's chest cavity as the introduction into a new world happened too quickly. It was like finding out he was a wizard all over again.

Inuyasha just grinned at him, enjoying the game.

"Wait..." Harry continued, suddenly realizing something. "Do you know Tai? Or Shiva, or Shippo?"

"Yes, yes and yes," the grin flashed again. Whoa...this guy has fangs.

Harry sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Alright...not to be rude or anything, but what do you want?"

"Well, I'd like to kidnap you," came Inuyasha's blunt reply.

'Well, there you have it,' Harry thought dully as he raised his wand again. And Shiva had spoken so highly of this guy.

"Sorry, I'm not going anywhere."

"Oh, don't worry, I'll return you and everything," Inuyasha promised as if that would clear everything up. Harry stared at him but didn't lower his wand. Were all demons this psychotic? Sure, Shippo seemed relatively normal, but he was a full demon. Maybe it was just half-demons? Like Shiva. Yeah, she was crazy too. Or perhaps it was Americans; Inuyasha had a similar accent to Shiva's.

Yet something in the back of his mind told him to trust this man...probably his instincts. Something he really needed to learn to listen to more. However, at the present moment, he wasn't about to give anyone the benefit of the doubt. No matter how much he wanted to scratch the ears.

Inuyasha, as though sensing Harry's reluctance, tried a different approach.

"I see you've put my book to good use," he said amiably, gesturing to the faint blood marks on the floor that Harry had tried to scrub off after a little experimenting.

"Your book!" Harry gasped. "You sent me that book? Why?"

Inuyasha sat down on the bed and patted the space next to him. Hesitantly, Harry lowered himself down into the offered spot, making sure to face Inuyasha at all times.

"Do you believe Hell exists?" Inuyasha asked mildly.

Not understanding where this was going, Harry shrugged, "I guess. I mean, there's never been any proof that it has but..." he trailed, not really knowing what to say on the matter. He had never been very big on religion.

"No proof huh?" Inuyasha leaned in a little closer with a conspiring tone. "Where do you think dementors came from then, eh?"

Harry paled, "Dementors are from Hell? So it really does exist?"

"If it didn't I'd be out of a job."

Harry cast him a lost look.

"There are nine entrances to Hell. And I'm the guardian of the seventh gate."

Harry almost slid off the bed and his hand grappled to hold onto the comforter.

He was sitting next to the guardian of the seventh gate of Hell. A half dog-demon for that matter.

What. The. Hell.

"This is too much," Harry moaned to himself. He took another second to compose himself before asking, "And why would you, of all people, need to speak to me?"

For one horrific moment he thought that he was going to be dragged into hell.

"Well," Inuyasha began with genial patience, "I was hoping you could help us out with a little problem we're having. You see, a few years ago, the guardian of the ninth gate passed away. Now normally, to become a guardian one has to either kill the original guardian of the gate, or have it's guardianship passed on willingly. This wasn't the case this time. He died and left no one to defend the gate. That leaves no one to stop the demons from escaping that gateway...or humans from being sucked into it. At the moment, there are more demons prowling around Earth than there have been in almost 300 years."

"Is that so bad though? I mean, all the demons I've ever met have been pretty decent."

"So far, you mean," Inuyasha answered. "There was a time when demon mingled freely among humans, mostly in Japan anyway—I don't know what the case was for the rest of the world but by the time I got around there weren't many left. Most demons were on a constant power trip and fed off of humans.

"Many things have changed since then and, nowadays, for a demon to live in the mortal realm they must go through customs. A lot of paper work and shit," Inuyasha made a face at this. "And after that they will be monitored to make sure they are interacting with humans accordingly. You don't eat humans without explicit permission."

Harry remembered to close his mouth after a moment of trying to digest everything, "But...what does this have to do with me?"

"Well, with all the guardians busy with their own gates, and demons popping up all over the place, we need a little assistance—"

Harry did not like where this was going.

"—And after hearing about you, as well as hearing about a couple of your feats, I felt that you would be the perfect candidate!"

"For what?" Harry asked consciously.

"A demon hunter of course," Inuyasha said as if it were obvious.

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I know! I know! That took forever. We'll I have a perfectly rational explanation for that. Sims 2. It has devoured my soul. Lo siento!