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The Princess and the Pup Ch. 6

Human Inuyasha

"Inuyasha…you're human…"

The half-demon…human Inuyasha just sat there looking at Kagome with a depressed look. The amazed expression that donned Kagome's face was soon replaced with an angry scowl.

"Inuyasha, I told you to keep your half-demon form!" The princess voice had risen but not loud enough to be heard from outside her room. Kagome saw Inuyasha looked more miserable now than he had earlier which just made her feel just as distressed. "Could you please change back…I like that form better."

She could visibly see his expression become lighter but he still didn't have his usual arrogant air to him.

"I can't." Inuyasha whined in a quiet voice. He seemed ashamed of what he just said.

"What do you mean? You didn't have any problem changing back at you house earlier and had no trouble just a moment ago." Kagome kept her voice not wanting to upset Inuyasha any further now that his shoulders had relaxed.

"Well, let me explain." Inuyasha took in a breath. "As you know, this kingdom, the whole world for that matter, doesn't like demons, especially half-demons, so back when I was younger my mother taught me a spell to hide my demon features."

Kagome was waving her hand in an impatient gesture to continue. Inuyasha smiled at her eagerness.

"But you see, once a month half-demons lose their demon powers and become for human. For me, I lose my powers on the new moon." Inuyasha had finished explaining but carried on with a bit of trivia. "You can tell when I'm using the spell or if it's the new moon because when I'm using the spell my eyes are dark brown but when it's the latter then my eyes are some violet color."

Kagome was silent for a moment trying to completely grasp what he had said. "So…you can't change back? You're stuck like this?"

"I'm stuck like this until sunrise. I really didn't want to go to that dinner tonight because I didn't want your father to see my human form." Inuyasha clarified. "That…and the fact your father is a homicidal and genicidal maniac."

Kagome nodded understandingly. "You think you have it bad? I have to call that man my father. Not to mention, I've lived in the castle with him for my entire life. I didn't even leave the castle until just a few days ago."

"I've had a harder life than you, Kagome." Inuyasha exhaled softly, his smile fading quickly. "You don't know what I've been through."

"Inuyasha?" Kagome said with concern, confused at his sudden change.

"You think you have it bad! You are a princess in a castle! You have everything you could want!" Inuyasha bellowed at Kagome. "I've had been hunted my whole life! I have had humans and demons alike try to kill me! I can never fit in no matter where I am! I'll never be loved! You think you can sit there and complain to me! You don't know what I have been through!"

Kagome eyes teared at his first words and had started crying by the time he had finished. His irate expression was quickly replaced by a depressing gaze.

"Kagome," Inuyasha whispered quietly. "I'm so sorry."

The princess looked up at him with her tear-stained face. Had Inuyasha just said he was sorry?

"I can't apologize enough for what I just said. I just…" Inuyasha stuttered, at a lost for words. Believe it or not, his eyes began to threaten tears. "I can't control my emotions when I'm human."

Inuyasha lowered his head like a little child caught stealing from the cookie jar. Kagome looked confused at the human form of Inuyasha. He definitely was different as a human…besides the appearance.

"I'm so sorry."

Inuyasha looked up when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Kagome had donned a smile which really puzzled him. How could she smile at him right now?

"It's okay, Inuyasha. I understand." Kagome replied softly. "You said yourself: You can't control your emotions. That must be embarrassing."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Inuyasha retorted in his usual, haughtier tone. "What do you mean embarrassing?"

Her plan had worked. Boy, he's simple. "Well, if you can't control you mouth you must have told some people something you didn't want them to know."

Inuyasha blushed? That's actually right. Inuyasha's blushing! "What? What would I have to confess to anyone?"

"Oh, come on." Kagome winked and elbowed him in the side. "I bet you accidentally admitted you undying love to a certain someone."

"Love?" Inuyasha snorted, crossing his arms. "I'm not going through that again."

Inuyasha rapidly covered his mouth with his hands as Kagome gave him a hurt expression.

"Shit, I said that out loud didn't I?"

"It looks just like a home." Miroku stated, looking at large rock in front of him.

"Great deduction." The demon-slayer snarled at the incompetent monk. "Of course it's a home. The better question is: who's? Who would live all the way out here in the forest?"

Miroku ignored her comment but thought very thoroughly on her question.

That's a good question. There are demons out this far into the forest. With the people in this kingdom, I don't know who would have the fortitude to live out here. Miroku attempted to comprehend the situation at hand.

With much caution, Sango reached toward the make-shift 'door' and opened it slowly. The inside of the home was not exactly a palace. The house was a boulder and there was not furniture of anything. The most flattering thing this place could be called was a shelter. It would have been a better shelter if it had not had a window.

"Look here." The monk called from behind the demon-slayer, who had let herself into the middle of the shelter. Sango looked back to Miroku who was kneeled next to what appeared to be a chest.

"That's a chest." The demon-slayer declared loudly.

"Great deduction." Miroku contorted. She had been asking for it. Trying his best not to have a whole glared through him, he brought attention back to chest. "Could you help me open this?"

Sango waved her hand for him to scoot away from the trunk. As soon as he had complied the demon-slayer had kicked the chest.

Not exactly approving of her methods, the monk didn't complain when the trunk opened. Miroku quickly looked into the box expecting something he obviously didn't see. But he did see the two things that did fill the chest.

A book…and a picture.

Miroku hesitantly picked up the book with much care. The monk blew the dust off of the cover of the book. In this case it would be safe to judge a book by its cover because the word 'journal' was written largely on the cover.

The exact opposite of Miroku, Sango picked up the picture and shook it to clean it off. It wasn't the less violent shaking either. The monk saw the demon-slayer interest caught at what the picture was of.

Miroku leaned his head over to take a peak at the portrait. It trapped his attention as well. The picture was a painting of a family that wouldn't have been odd if it wasn't for the family.

There was a dark haired woman that looked human that was more than what could be said about the other two in the picture. There was a large man with silver hair, amber eyes, magenta streaks across his face, and a dignified air about him. Right under those two was a small child that had silver hair just like that man but there was a quality of his appearance that was hard to miss. Two dog ears that were on the top of the child's head.

"Well, I think we stumbled upon my target's home."

"What?" Miroku asked, not sure he had just heard her right.

"The king said the demon lived his kingdom. Now, unless the woman in this picture lives here by herself in a demon infested forest than I think this is my target's home." Sango explained very slowly so that she wouldn't have to repeat anything.

Miroku nodded. "So, I guess this means that the demon is already at the castle, huh?"

"What's that you found?" Sango asked, overlooking his idiotic question.

Miroku blinked before remembering the book in his hand.

"Umm….uhh…a journal." Miroku responded, half there.

Sango swiftly snatched the book and opened the book. Her eyes widened on the front page before rapidly one page after another. The demon-slayer then went to the last page on the book and dropped her jaw.

"What is it?" The monk asked curiously.

"Look at the date here on the first page." Sango answered.

The monk's eyes diverted to the book now on the first page. His eyes widened, too.

"Holy crap, that date is over a hundred and fifty years ago. It must be a fake." Miroku gasped.

"No, it isn't. Look, these hundreds of more pages with the same handwriting with dates spanning from a hundred and fifty years up until just yesterday." The demon-slayer argued. She flipped to the last page and pointed to a sentence on the page. "This must be the demon because here it talks about the princess. Damn, I need to start being more careful about when I end the spell. Kagome had followed me home and when she saw me in my true form she passed out and now she lying asleep on my floor."

Sango could've slapped the monk for the lecherous grin on his face…and she did.

"Come on," Started the demon-slayer whilst the monk rubbed his red cheek. "If the demon is already at the castle then we'll have to get there as soon as possible."

"Did you have to hit me so hard?" Complained Miroku as he followed her out the door.

I'm doing my best to make up for seven months of this story's inactivity so I hope two chapters in five helps.

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