Betray Your Wings
Chapter 6: Betrayal isn't all that bitter
Written (mostly) by Lady Inari
Beta-ed (a little) by anime-luney
Inari-uhm... yah, IT'S FINISHED! It took so long not only because of the length, but I was partially grounded during this time. But, on the upside, I almost have chapter 7 done! I was going to update this yesterday, but the servers at school were unplugged, which meant no more internet! I'm just warning you now, but if you don't like messed up yaoi stuff to back out now! Oh, yah, the title has been changed to Betray Your Wings!
luney- yeah, but it's gonna be great in the end, so stick around! ;3
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Kakatte-iru was surprised. "You were... human?" Korosu snarled, and turned away.
"Of course he was human. He acted that way from the beginning, we just never realized it, not being among them for more than a hundred years."
Harry tightened his grip on his knees. They were talking about him like he was a dog. Tears sprang to his eyes and he fought to keep them back.
Kakatte-iru and Korosu's conversation continued for several minutes, before Korosu launched himself off the tower, and headed for the forest. Kakatte-iru looked back at Harry and shook her head sadly. She blew him a kiss, then, too left.
Sunrise came hours later, and Harry fell asleep. He woke as twilight was falling. Harry had talked to Kuroune in his dream and knew what to do. There was a book in the library at the house at Grimmauld Place. It gave instructions on how to summon and make the body of a spirit. A bat demon's spirit, to be exact.
Maboroshi smirked at the thought of Korosu and Kakatte-iru's faces at the sight of his ancestral father, since they 'knew him so well.'
He beautifully swan dived off the edge of the tower, swooped around the castle once, and headed south towards where London ought to be.
The young bat didn't seem to care that he was flying low over cities and towns. If the muggles saw him, he was so dark that he would be a shape, and flying fast enough that the dark shape would be a blur.
Ironically, an owl watcher got a clear shot of Harry's face and wings, and by the next night, his picture was on the local news station. But more on that later.
When Harry reached Grimmauld Place, the sun was starting to rise again and his wings were burning from having to work for so long without a break.
'Since I can't sleep, I might as well go look for that book.' With that thought in mind, Harry began searching for the book. 'It shouldn't be that hard, after all, how many books can be silver and black with purple symbols?'
A lot, it seemed. About half the books in the library carried the description of the book he was looking for. It was in the last book he found; sitting all alone on a shelf that Harry had remembered clearing off with Sirius the summer he had spent in the house. It was the only one that Sirius had saved, saying, "It might be some help to somebody someday." And it had. Harry opened the book and inspected the pages: beautifully flowing purple words written on thin, pure white paper with what must have been a very expensive and exotic quill.
"Is this it, Kuroune?" Harry asked.
'Yes, it is.'
"Did you write it?"
'No, Youko did. I could never write human script so beautifully.'
Harry turned several pages and found the one that he needed. It contained the instructions on how to perform the spell.
"'During the day'," he muttered. "That could be a problem."
'Why?'
"We have to be on a rooftop. During the middle of the day. People will take pictures and my face will be all over the world."
'Don't worry so much, 'Roshi-kun.'
Harry grunted. "Let's do this, Kuroune."
Grumbling about the sun and how bright it was, Harry left the house and, sighing, swung himself up onto the roof by the eaves by hand, marked book page under the other arm.
Harry perched on the chimney, legs crossed, book open in his lap. He read the instructions and the incantation. It was as though the spell was made for him and Kuroune.
Kuroune's spirit was near, so the energy the Maboroshi needed was relatively little. He started the chant:
Look,
Wonder...
Die,
Create...
Great bat spirit,
Heed my call.
Find the soul of Kuroune,
And create the body of Kuroune.
Heed my call,
I-the Maboroshi!
Harry repeated the chant three more times, with every line, a patch in front of Maboroshi grew more and more solid, forming into Kuroune, complete with wings, vest, black hat and scythe ((Inari- Yes, Kuroune does carry a scythe. I did research on it! Luney-You had to research it? O.O Inari- I just wanted to make sure!))
Kuroune let out a small noise of protest as he fell to the semi-flat roof of the late Black mansion.
Harry scrambled down off his chimney-top perch to give Kuroune a hand up. "Nice to see you in the flesh, Kuroune."
"It's nice to be back in the flesh, Harry-kun."
Harry glanced around nervously. "Let's get inside, quick, before someone spots us."
"Okay. Here, I'll get the book."
Kuroune jumped off the edge of the roof and landed with a solid, muffled thump on the hard ground. Harry followed him, opening the door and pointing him to a bed and clean clothes.
Hogwarts castle
Kagome rolled out of bed from next to an awake Gaara at her usual 5:00 AM. She picked up her clothes from where they were scattered halfway across the room.
"Gaara," Kagome muttered in said guy's direction, "Now I have to fix the brand new clothes the I got from Itachi before we left. Did you have to use your claws?"
Gaara sat up and stretched, "What can I say, Kagome? You make me... insane. In a good way."
Kagome smiled and sat in Gaara's lap, legs crossed, running a finger along Gaara's cheekbone, "That's okay, Gaara. You're exhilarating when Shukaku is influencing you. Even better than the Kyuubi."
Gaara narrowed his eyes and shoved Kagome's hand off his cheek. Angrily, he spoke out, "What do you mean, the Kyuubi!"
"I'm kidding, Gaar."
Smirking, Gaara shoved the still naked Kagome back onto the bed and kissed her roughly. "You'd better be, girl, cuz if I hear about you being with the Kyuubi, I'll kill him and make sure you're mine. For good."
"Oh, scary." Kagome smirked back at the tanuki boy, tracing muscles on his body close to hers. "Just what I wanted to hear, Tanuki."
Meanwhile, somewhere
A man sniffed the air. His white dog ears slammed flat against his head as he inhaled the (to him) foul scent. He scowled, and then darted off to tell his master about the going-ons at Hogwarts.
The man landed on a thick oak branch. He bowed to the man that was sitting under a tree near the dog-eared man's. The man under the tree nodded his head. He had red eyes and black hair pulled into a low ponytail, and wore a black cloak with red cloud designs on it. "What news comes from Hogwarts, Inuyasha?"
Inuyasha jumped down, wide, red sleeves flapping. He bowed again, and said, "Master Itachi, please forgive me if this is offensive to you, but Kagome has been seducing the tanuki boy, Gaara."
Itachi's eyes darkened with anger, becoming a lighter crimson "And Sasuke?"
"He too has found himself a girl. But sir, shall I call the demon troops and Death Eaters for an attack?"
"Yes, later." Itachi seemed confused. He stood up and pulled the white-haired young man to him. Itachi pulled Inuyasha's chin and kissed him roughly and passionately. At his touch, Inuyasha obediently opened his mouth and tilted his head back. Itachi moaned with pleasure as Inuyasha's strong body responded to his own.
A snapping twig startled them, however, and they broke apart. Finally, after a tense moment, Itachi muttered, "Go get the demons and all the Death eaters. Make sure you bring the demons that will affect our... friends."
Inuyasha bowed, and whistled piercingly. A demon filtered through the leafy canopy. The demon's eyes were glazed over, giving the impression he was dead. "Good. You're here, Korosu. Go get the Death eaters from the other camp, Inuyasha."
Inuyasha scampered off, returning a few minutes later with 100 or more Death eaters and over 200 A-class or higher demons.
The huge group moved through the forest towards Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Back to Grimmauld Place
It was morning again. Kuroune sat up, sweating and panting. He flipped the sheets aside, and opened a window. After he had caught his breath, Kuroune pounded down the hall to Harry's room.
Kuroune shook Harry awake with a cry of, "Harry-kun! Wake up! Something horrible is going to happen at Hogwarts!"
Kuroune danced around anxiously as Harry scrambled into his clothes. "Grab your weapons, then, Kuro! We're going to Hogwarts!"
"Yes, of course!" Kuroune scrambled back to his room and hurriedly got ready.
6.241 seconds later, Harry and Kuroune were in the yard in front of the house. Both jumped as about fifty reporters were standing there. One, a woman, spotted Harry and Kuroune, who were trying to edge away without being spotted, shouted, "There they are!"
Kuroune looked at Harry, and Harry looked at Kuroune: "Uh-oh. Run!" They yelled in unison and started running, arms pumping.
Finally starting to think, Kuroune took off, wings spread. "Take off, 'Roshi-kun!"
Harry, too, spread his wings and powered forward through the air. He tilted his body and gracefully banked to face the reporters. His cold stare stopped them in their tracks. Icily, he growled.
You could hear the collective gulp. Harry turned in the air and headed back north in the direction of Hogwarts.
The castle was in sight in less than 4 hours, which was good, considering that it had been more than 150 miles to go; and had taken only one ten minute break when Maboroshi's wings had cramped up.
"So, where are they, Kuro?"
"Let's check around the other side of the castle."
They did, and as they reached the lake, they heard nothing but silence.
Kuroune whispered to Harry, "Land on the roof. We can spy on them until we know what's going on." They did, and watched in amazement as a huge group came out of the forest to face a medium-sized group from Hogwarts.
The huge group was half demons. Demons of all breeds and sizes and colors. The rest were human wizards, faces masked with... well... masks ((Inari- what were you expecting, paper bags, or something? Luney-well, duh! What else would they be masked with? Socks? Banana peels? Inari- EWW! They'd be like walking trash cans))
Standing behind the two obvious leaders was a demon. He had red bat wings: it was Korosu.
Eyes widening, Harry gazed at Korosu in alarm. He was so stunned that Kuroune had to help him stay standing up.
Kuroune watched as a girl from the Hogwarts side stepped forward towards the leaders of the demon group.
A boy with the same black hair as the girl caught hold of the girl's wrist and tried to pull her back. The girl turned back and ferociously slapped the younger boy across the face. With a cry of pain and alarm, the black-haired boy staggered back into the Hogwarts line.
"Who is that?" Kuroune asked, amazed.
"Her name is Kagome. The boy's is Sasuke." Harry had apparently snapped out of his daze. "Should we land, Kuroune? We might want to hear this, and the wind is blowing away the sound."
Harry pulled his arm from Kuroune's grip and dived off the tower roof. The wind whistling over Harry's wings, created the sound of a jet plane, and all the Hogwarts defenders looked up, and then ducked.
Harry banked in a tigh circle and landed in front of the Headmaster. Dumbledore, who seemed surprised at Maboroshi and even more so when Kuroune landed and looked at him, then up and down the row of teachers, and Gaara, Yuki and Sasuke.
The light in his eyes jumped when they fell on Kurama, whose gold eyes were narrowed in suspicion at Kuroune.
Kuroune tried to hug Kurama, but was pushed away, and he landed on his butt, eyes wide. "Kurama?" Kuroune weakly asked his old partner.
"You are not my old partner." Kuroune's eyes filled with tears.
"What? But I am! Kurama, what's happened to you?" Maboroshi helped a weak-kneed Kuroune to his feet. Kuroune turned and grabbed the front of Maboroshi's shirtwho was holding him up reassuringly,and glared at Kurama through the tears gathered in his right eye.
Kurama cast his gold eyes down guiltily, then, as if struck by inspiration, he stuck a clawed hand into the pocket of his robes. He pulled out a red pendant on a silver chain ((Inari- I'm assuming it's silver, it's kinda hard to tell on the movie Luney- good enough, I still love his pendant. (wants it) TT )) The kitsune studied the pendant for a moment, then held it out to Kuroune, who hesitantly snagged the pendant from his partner's hand.
"Kurama, where-" But the bat demon's question was interrupted with the clash of metal on metal.
The bat demon, half-demon bat and youko-turned-human-turned-youko turned to the enemy side. Kagome had two of her kunai on the white-haired man. One was at his throat, the other knocked away by ahuge fang-likesword.
Kagome's red sharingan eyes shone with a look of utter hatred. She muttered something unintelligible, but the tone was clear from the look on her face- it was a threat.
She looked at the other man and asked a question. The black-haired man shook his head in response.
Obviously defeated, Kagome withdrew her kunai from Inuyasha's throat. After Inuyasha had sheathed his sword, Kagome embraced her brother, Itachi.
Itachi murmured something in Kagome's ear, and Kagome smiled up at him.
Sasuke and Gaara growled in unison- neither like Itachi.
To Sasuke, Itachi was the one that had killed (most of) his clan; and to Gaara, Itachi was a potential rival for Kagome's love, something that his demon side was NOT happy about.
In a startling move from Gaara, a shurikan narrowly whizzed by Itachi's left ear. Itachi snarled, and tried to use his Sharingan eyes to make Gaara relive the memories when he had killed his mother.
Kagome, having seen Itachi do this on several different people, jumped in the path of his eyes, and fell heavily to the ground, witnessing memories almost a decade old.