Counting

A/N: Nothing fascinates me more than evil because all the best stories are about them. Gauh, have you read this one Harry Potter story? It's about Harry Potter traveling and time and finds out he was V's main man? Also I'm not a Satanist, I just don't believe in the Devil in anyway shape or form. I don't write this to offend people but if you read this and review, it's obvious that you chose your own poison, in the summary it makes no qualms about what this story is about.

"I count him braver who overcomes his desires than him who conquers his enemies, for the hardest victory is over self."
-- Aristotle (384-322 BC), Greek philosopher

He needed a victim. He felt himself withering. Everyday he was growing weaker by the hour. Suddenly he was feeling feelings that he never felt before, just yesterday he smiled at a little girl, not once did the thought of crushing her skull in came into mind.

The only bad thing about having ultimate powers was that he had ultimate weaknesses and his weakness was when not fed well enough he started caring about people. Sickening.

When was the last time he fed on somebody's soul? Inuyasha squinted, taking a drawl from his cigarette; it couldn't have been too long ago, maybe a month, maybe two. All he knew that that bastard's soul was very weak indeed.

After the bastard was run over by Inuyasha's Porsche, four times it took to kill that bastard, Inuyasha flipped through the bastard's record book, Harry, Terry, whatever the kid's name was, and remember being very angry.

Very, very angry, Inuyasha narrowed his eyes, stealing Terry's soul left him weak and out of commission for weeks. This was the first time he was aloud to walk around without feeling… those feelings. He shivered, he felt love, and he felt hate and most of all he felt— he just fucking felt that was all.

That was what usually happened when he stole a weak soul. He was the Devil and sure he was all sinful and bad and whatever they said about him, but fighting off all those Angels love was really hard to do sometimes.

Now where was he, at the current moment he was watching girls pile out of catholic schools. He wanted a girl this time, men were so—flakey and he couldn't have any real fun with them. He killed a few of their wives for getting in the way but after all those brutal murders he got bored and just started fucking over their lives despite promising to make it better.

But what did they expect? He had nothing better to do, he was sent to Hell for goodness' sake and it was hot as fuck down there. No he rather be on Earth and when he's on Earth he liked doing something constructive.

She looks good, Inuyasha thought, staring with interest.

"Oh, man, she's hot."

Inuyasha groaned as a dark haired man, in his early twenties, sat beside him. The man wasn't just any man, he was a dead man. Some man named Miroku that Inuyasha stole his soul and when Miroku died, whoever was up there, couldn't decide whether or not he deserved to be in Hell or deserved to be in Heaven. So now, the moron had to earn his wings and was following him to do just that.

"Why do you continuously bother me? You're not going to earn your wings by following me." Inuyasha sneered.

"Honestly, I'm not a moron, besides I'm on a Heavenly duty."

"Hurrah." Inuyasha rolled his eyes, striking up another cigarette.

Miroku smiled softly, "Her name is Kagome Higurashi."

"Miroku, I'm the fucking Devil, I knew her name even before she knew it. Now excuse me, I got shit to do."

Inuyasha move around Miroku, jumping from the building onto the school's courtyard. What a nice little courtyard, Inuyasha thought sarcastically to himself, watching girls pile out of the building but he had one in interest… Kagome Higurashi.

She was seventeen years old, a high school senior, not that smart but not that dim and she dreams of Koga, some boneheaded biker dude who would never look her way unless he had something to do with it.

Everybody thought God was so great with all that giving and giving but did anybody think what they had to do to get what they want? No. And nobody liked doing the simple way anymore, just asking him because God said it was wrong and it was bad.

Whatever, if somebody wrote about him in a good light he would be the hero, he would be the one everybody would look at with admiration but now that everybody thought he was fucking red with horns, which was very insulting by the way, nobody wanted to be bothered with him.

"You know, what, I was wondering, everybody says your name is Lucifer but—" Inuyasha scoffed, if anybody dared to call him that.

"That's the second part of my name, human." Inuyasha spat, "But of course you people down here don't know anything, you guys think I'm red."

"Well, you do wear a lot of red that people may confuse that—"

"Shut up. I swear, God wasted every single breath he put into you."

"Why ever do you say that?"

Inuyasha eyed the girl, who was as usual, sitting alone, waiting for her brother to meet her at the school. "Usually I like fellows like you, you're bad but you think you're godly so you get a second chance, hurrah for you, but you worry about doing the right thing so much that it erks me."

"What do you mean I'm trying to do the right thing?"

He chuckled; he didn't even turn to stare at the man. He was centuries old, if he couldn't then he could now smell lies when people told them. They were so obvious that they gave him migraines and it kind of pissed him off that people thought that he was stupid enough to not realize. They obviously were taking for granted that he wasn't all that they said about him but he was some of the things.

The girl stood up and Inuyasha followed, "You're trying to stop me from making a deal with the girl."

"No, I'm not." Yet, he said that too slowly to be anything but a lie.

"Okay, you're not." Inuyasha shrugged.

"I'm not." Miroku sulked.

Inuyasha smiled, "Of course not, but Miroku, please remember that I am the Devil that even though I may seem like a nice guy, I'm really not. I like to fuck with people's lives for a living does that seem like a nice guy to you?"

Miroku gulped, "No but why her?"

"Why not? She is everything I need, she's strong minded, she's very pure, and as sick as this makes me to say but I need her purity right now, and she's seems like she'll be fun."

"You call this fun?"

"Have you ever been to Hell? Not fun." Inuyasha snapped his fingers making him visible to the world again, "But as I said before, I have work to do. Toodles, hope you get those wings but in my opinion, unbloody likely."

Inuyasha strolled out of Miroku's sight, breathing in relief. That kid gave him a headache beyond belief. Now, where was K---Inuyasha smiled seeing her now standing at the bus stop. Obviously her brother was sick today, on sick days; she hurried up and waited for the bus. Inuyasha strolled beside her, sitting on the bench, while she stood there, awkwardly and nervous.

"Kagome, right?"

She turned around, staring at him bewilderedly, "Y-yes. I am. Who—"

"I'm so stupid." Inuyasha slapped his head absentmindedly, "I'm Koga's friend, the one he probably never told you about."

"Koga's friend?"

He could hear the desperateness in her voice. He nodded, smiling, "Yeah. He's pretty stupid; he doesn't know what a good thing is unless it hits him in the face."

"What do you mean by that?"

She was the "Tell me anything girl" type. Very willing, hopeful, very easy to categorize. Inuyasha stifled a yawn, she better do something interesting in the next twenty four hours or he was just going to withdrawn and just find another sparklingly pure girl.

"Well, it's just that Koga never had much happiness in his life. He's gotten everything he wanted, girls, toys, cars, you name it, he got it but he never had happiness and that's where I come in." Inuyasha smiled softly, "I'm going to make him happy."

"Why?"

"Isn't that what friends do?" Inuyasha asked annoyed. She was just supposed to be so hung up on the sweetness and just fall right into his trap. Dammit for all the shit those nuns treat them.

"Yeah but that sounds kind of homosexual to me—not that I have anything against homosexuals."

"I'm not a homosexual." Inuyasha growled, "I'm just a great friend. Nevermind, I was going to help you too—"

Inuyasha stood up as Kagome pushed him back down. Bitch, if she touched him again…

"Why do you want to help me?"

"I don't want to help you stupid!"

"That's what you said!"

"Forget what I said, bitch, I'm just trying to be a good friend for my unhappy annoying friend but since you question my motives like I'm a fucking bad guy then I'm just going to leave and forget everything he said about how pretty you are but beyond his—"

"What?" Kagome interrupted.

"I said that I'm going to—"

"Not that but about Koga?"

Inuyasha waved his hand, "Oh, he just thinks that you're just so beautiful but he would never talk to you because you're beyond his league."

"But I'm not."

"That's what I said; you and him deserve each other."

"That's not what I meant."

"Funny but that's what I think you meant." Inuyasha smirked, "But anyway, I'm going to get on going, you know, find somebody else to make my desperate friend happy."

Inuyasha stood up, dusting his red shirt off before walking off. He strolled slowly, whistled some annoying hymn in his head. He had to admit, as much as he hated God, that bastard sure had some catchy songs. He had an absolute favorite too, "drop it like it's hot for Jesus, shake that ass for Jesus". Seriously, did he have a song like that? No because nobody wanted to drop it like it's hot for the Devil. Maybe that song wasn't for God but isn't God and Jesus the same person?

"WAIT!"

He turned around slowly, man, humans were so annoyingly predictable.

"What?" Inuyasha asked tiredly.

"You said you could help."

"I did?" Inuyasha questioned, raising an eyebrow, "You must be mistaken."

"I'm not, you did!"

Inuyasha sneered, "So what if I did, what if I did say I could help then what would you do for me?"

"What?"

"Oh come on, you think some random buddy of a guy you like is going to just help you like that? No way, not even in your dreams. No, I'm just asking for one little favor in return."

"I will not sleep with you." Kagome pouted.

Inuyasha almost choked, "Are you out of your mind!" Inuyasha cleared his throat, "Besides, don't flatter yourself, nobody wants to sleep with you besides Koga. Now, do we have a deal?"

"What's the favor?"

A smart cookie. This shall be interesting.

"I'm the Devil and I need your soul." Inuyasha replied, holding his hand out, "Now do we have a deal.

She busted out laughing, "God, you're hilarious. Sure, why not, I mean, you can't put me in a worst position than I'm already in."

"That's the spirit." For shock values, his smile widened, "And I wasn't kidding, I am the Devil."

Inuyasha didn't even bother to glance at her shocked face. She'll find him when she gets over the fact that she made a deal with him. They always did and if she didn't, he knew where she was. It wasn't that hard to find a socially impaired seventeen year old with no life. He smiled to himself as snapped his fingers, making a red Ferrari appear. Damn he loved his powers.

It's kind of after Bedazzled but I just read a book called Devil May Care by Sheri McINNIS, I love it and it may sound weird and Satanisty but I do, but I'm also a firm lover of freaking historical romance books. Ugh. Lovely.