"We just escaped from being accused as perverts!" Inuyasha hissed, "And you want to go sneak a peek at some other woman!"
"I won't be seen." Miroku said, "You know you want to see too."
Inuyasha looked away for a second. Then he stamped his foot and said in a long, low voice; "yeeeeess!" he kicked Miroku in the shins and slipped back into the water.
They swam cautiously over to the waterfall. The form of a young woman was behind the water as it rushed down the waterfall.
"Cant see much, but we can wait." Said Miroku.
The voice from behind the water was calm and serene. It kind of put the two men in a trance, until Inuyasha shook his head and asked bluntly, "Where have I heard that song before?"
The girl in the waterfall stopped humming and became rigid. Her hearing must have been better than Miroku had bargained for.
"Oh god no." He went pale as the girl stuck her hand out of the water. She leaped out in the blink of an eye and made a slashing motion with her right hand.
"Claws of crimson rain!" She screamed in midair.
"Get behind me, Miroku!" Yelled Inuyasha, "Iron reaver soul stealer!" He swung his arm and just barely countered her attack.
"Wind tunnel!" Miroku cried as he uncovered his right hand, and the girl was pulled towards him. She screamed, but couldn't get away. Miroku re-covered his hand quickly as the girl was pulled to him with such a force it knocked him over as she fell on him.
"What do you think your doing, nearly killing us like that?" Miroku asked, holding the girl as tight as he could to keep her from writhing away.
"You perverted bastards!" she spat in his face. Miroku gulped. He realized the girl was a demon.
She had two purple stripes on her cheeks as well as a purple diamond in her forehead. But what shocked him was that the girl had very familiar looking ears and yellow eyes.
Along with the shoulder-length white hair, she must have been a dog demon.
"That would explain the strength. And speed." He whispered.
"You are not only perverted bastards, but NAKED perverted bastards!" The girl screamed in his face. Miroku winced as he tried to hold her back, but failed miserably.
She jumped into the air, flipping backwards twice and landed on an immense boulder. She was as terrifying as she was naked, her face pulsing with rage as she bore her teeth and growled.
"If you think you are going to do something to me…" she paused, splitting the boulder in half with her hand effortlessly, "…Forget it!"
Before Miroku could start to wonder if all dog demons were showoffs, the girl ran to Inuyasha with speed to rival Sesshoumaru, Inuyashas half brother.
"And you," She growled dramatically, "To think a demon of my own kind would—hold on." She started sniffing over Inuyasha, "—you're a HANYOU!" she cried.
"And what of it?" Inuyasha said, trying to keep his cool (though being naked it is very hard to do so.)
"I knew a hanyou boy a long time ago!" she said, "He had ears like yours! And hair like yours!" She looked him in the eyes. "Inu…Yasha?"
Memories started to flood Inuyashas mind. "Inukasumi?" He said, in an unconscious voice.
The girl stood there for a second. Then tears spilled down her face.
"INUYASHAAAA!" she sobbed as she flung herself into his arms. Inuyasha just stood there blankly. Like his mind shut off.
All the sudden Inuyasha and Inukasumi paused. Their faces turned red as they realized how naked they were and tried not to look at each other. Inukasumi grabbed her cream-colored robe and covered herself in shame.
"Am I missing something here…?" Miroku scratched his head.
A few minutes later Inukasumi had retrieved the men's robes. Luckily, Kagome and Sango had finished bathing, so she hadn't been caught.
"A long time ago, I had lived with a pack of orphan demons." Inukasumi narrated as Inuyasha and Miroku re-dressed, "And one day a hungry little hanyou came to see if he could join us. That little hanyou was Inuyasha."
Inuyasha turned slightly red at the memory. "And," Inukasumi continued, "The rest of those brats started teasing him. So I took him aside and helped him."
"We lived together for at least a year." Inuyasha sighed nostalgically, "I remember now."
"What a touching story." Miroku smiled, "No wonder you two are so alike. You grew up together."
"Alike?" the two twitched their ears in unison.
"You don't see the resemblance…?"
"Like what?" Asked Inuyasha.
"Like… the violent tempers?" Miroku counted off his fingers, "The foul language? The fact you both named your claw attacks?"
"Keh. I don't see it." Inukasumi snorted.
"…The use of the word 'Keh?' the bluntness? The eyebrows set in a permanent frown?"
"We will naturally look a little alike, we're both dog demons." Said Inuyasha.
"You and Inukasumi look more alike than you and Sesshoumaru."
"Sesshoumaru?" Inukasumi frowned, "How do you know him?"
"He is my half brother, why?" Inuyasha said.
"But… He's my half brother."
Inuyasha and Miroku were speechless. How… was that possible?
"No way! It's not like I want him to be my half brother"—
"—Yes, he's a pain in the ass" Inukasumi agreed.
"—But how can that be?" asked Miroku.
Inuyasha itched franticly. Then he slapped the side of his neck. Miroku and Inukasumi heard a groan.
"Myoga?" They all said together.
"You know Myoga?" Inuyasha cried.
"Yes, he's my servant, sort of." Inukasumi said, "How do you know him?"
Miroku and Inuyasha glared at Myoga. He was looking quite pale, for a flea.
"You have a lot of explaining to do, my parasitic friend." Said Miroku with a serious look on his face.