Inuyasha's Demon Mistake Chapter 12, an inuyasha fanfic

Inuyasha's Demon Mistake ch12

Author's Notes: Hey it's me again, back with another posting! I can't believe I'm actually keeping up with this… it takes a lot of writing to write two complete chapters for both of my main stories and also add in a little bit of paragraphs to my under-construction one-shots. Yikes. I would've thought most of my hair would be pulled out by now, but surprisingly I only have a couple of bald spots where I yanked some of it out… just kidding.

Disclaimer: I can't believe I have to write this every time I post something… ugh okay… no, I don't own Inuyasha. Happy? Satisfied? Good.

Maybe I shouldn't have run… damnit, that was so stupid! Inuyasha berated himself, perched high in the god tree as he watched the sun rise over the east horizon. One leg was drawn up to his chest while the other lazily dangled off the branch he was sitting on. Inuyasha's lip curled in a silent snarl, that eventually transformed into a low growl.

How much of a coward was he? Leaving like that after he had almost succeeded in marking her, and relying on their companions to help her while he fled? A steady chant drummed in his head, repeating just how cowardly he was.

Stop! Pressing his hands into the sides of his head in an attempt to lessen the noise, he sighed in relief as the voice died down.

The taste of Kagome's blood had painfully faded from his mouth after hours of agony in which he repeatedly had gotten water and swished it in his mouth to get it to rinse off of his fangs.

The more he thought about it, the more logical it seemed to keep a safe distance away from Kagome at all times. He would have to half kill himself to stay away, but it was much better than her getting harmed by his own hand.

Absentmindedly, Inuyasha swatted at a mosquito that was on his neck. A very muffled, "Ah! Master Inuyasha, please don't harm an old flea like me!" came from the palm of his hand and he glanced down at it to see his long-time retainer Myoga there.

"What the heck?" the dog demon snapped, his eyebrows rising. "Myoga, what the fuck are you doing here?"

The flea demon cleared his throat and sat down cross-legged on Inuyasha's hand, making a show of his actions. Then, the gravest of expressions took his face, drawing it out seriously. "It is as I feared, Master Inuyasha. Your blood is shifting and changing. I am presuming your demon nature arises much more often than normal, ne?"

Shocked at the little flea's precise details that were apparently true, Inuyasha merely nodded his head in a yes.

"Ah, yes," Myoga muttered under his breath, thoughtfully stroking his chin. "This is indeed a problem…"

"What's the problem? Do you know what the hell is going on with me?" Inuyasha fumed, not receiving any desirable answering from Myoga. "If you weren't so damn useful I'd squish you good…" the half demon threatened darkly.

Myoga sweat dropped, waving his hands dramatically in front of his face. "N-no Master Inuyasha, you have it all wrong I was merely thinking!" Sitting back down with a sigh, the old flea presented a straw hat from his pack and set it resolutely on his balding head.

"Now then, what was I saying? Ah, yes, about your demon blood. I have a few questions that might help the situation." Myoga set his gaze directly on the alertly attentive Inuyasha. "Perhaps you may have noticed that during your transformation period, your demon side was interested in one particular thing it pursued. Any ideas, my lord?"

Inuyasha set his teeth, his eyes concentrated and a grim frown firmly in place. Of course, he knew that his demon side was definitely chasing Kagome, and come to think of it, that was about all it was concerned about whenever he was demon. He looked to Myoga suspiciously, not really wishing to tell him it was Kagome.

"Master Inuyasha?" the flea demon nervously asked, as he beheld the narrowed golden slits watching his every move.

"Would this information help to prevent future transformations?" Inuyasha questioned roughly, and when responded to with a yes, the dog demon averted his eyes off to the trees. "Fine, it wants Kagome." With a snarl, Inuyasha turned back to elderly flea and demanded, "But don't tell anyone else! Keep this between us, alright?"

Myoga nodded, and Inuyasha, halfway convinced his secret was safe, uttered a grunt of satisfaction. The old flea demon rubbed his chin some more, his eyes squeezed shut in concentration. "If I remember correctly, milord, you seem to be nearing the demon age at which you find a mate. The normal age is around two centuries, and you have surpassed that by a couple of years, have you not?"

Inuyasha scowled. He didn't like where this was heading… "Are you saying my demon side wants Kagome as its m-mate?" The poor dog demon blushed furiously at this thought. It made sense, but by golly he couldn't let that happen! Kagome was too young… and innocent… and, well, no! Sure, he had been through plenty of times almost on a daily basis where he had to shove some rather naughty ideas from his head, but he wouldn't ever go through with them!

Noticing the distressed look upon his master's features, Myoga explained rather hastily, "But alas, I'm sure you can suppress the instinct just fine… you do have a knack for being stubborn, Master Inuyasha."

"Feh. What would you know, flea?" Inuyasha snorted, although he was a little comforted by Myoga's reassurance.

"Now then," Myoga spoke up, brandishing his hiking stick and hitching his pack higher up on his slightly bent-over back. "I'll be making my leave before your demon side comes up. Better safe than sorry, as I always say milord!" Without further ado, the little flea hopped off, leaving Inuyasha more confused and hopeless than ever.

"Darn Myoga and his smart-ass ideas in that little head of his. What the heck did he come over here for then?" Inuyasha, deciding it was irrelevant, laid back into the sturdy trunk of the god tree and resumed his quiet fuming.

Kagome's mind was nervously pacing. She had no idea as to what was going on, and Sango had restrained from telling her the reason behind Inuyasha biting her neck. Scowling as her brown eyes flashed dangerously, she wondered exactly why Sango would not tell her, considering it was her that was bit.

Sighing as the anger ebbed away to be replaced by a faint hollowness, Kagome laid her head in her knees, very much conscious of her throbbing neck. Inuyasha had disappeared, as customary, but the strange part was that he vanished with her injured. No matter what, he never, I mean never, left when she was suffering with a wound.

That thought worried her. Did it bother him so much that he no longer wanted to be near her at all? Contrary to his opinion, it wasn't his fault at all. It was not like he could control his demon side, his demon blood was much more dominant than his human blood, for sure; did he really expect to be able to hold it off constantly?

And I though school exams were stressful. Talk about ignorant… Kagome guiltily remembered all the times she had complained of the hardships of leading a double life… not vocally, of course, she was usually not the type to whine. But more in a subtle way, like how she would always snap out replies to her friends in a less-than-friendly voice.

But her companions in the feudal era, they were just living in a full-blown drama. Every waking moment of their life they had to earn by fighting for their right to live, to actually exist… and all she had to worry about was school? Please.

"Lady Kagome…" a tiny voice whispered extremely close to her ear, causing her to jump in surprise and look about wildly. There was nobody in sight. Just as she was beginning to think she had officially lost it, Myoga popped out of nowhere, landing neatly onto her outstretched legs.

"Oh!" she cried out, her eyes widening briefly, but she calmed down as she recognized the small flea. "Myoga!" she exclaimed in a scolding manner, "warn me before you come out and scare me like you just did…"

He glanced at her apologetically. "My apologies… however, I wish to speak to you on some urgent business…" Kagome's eyes drifted to the doorway, not sure if he would like spying ears to hear his news.

Myoga followed the direction of her gaze, and answered her unspoken question. "Don't worry, I am sure no one's outside… and this will take no longer than a few minutes of your time, Lady Kagome."

Kagome's eyebrows drew together with concern as she heard the slight catch to his normally calm tone. "Myoga, what is it?"

He gulped, pulling at the collar of his kimono distractedly. "I hope Master Inuyasha isn't nearby…" he whispered, his words meant for his ears only, but Kagome caught them.

"Why?" she questioned, her curiosity snagged by this plea. What was it Myoga wished to tell her that Inuyasha shouldn't catch him saying?

The flea's bug eyes darted panickingly around the room before resting on the girl before him. "You see…it is a very complicated matter. Demon blood and hormones, that's what. Something a human would not know much about…especially a person coming from a different era…"

"You see," Myoga continued, "Master Inuyasha is going through a cycle normally went through by demons. His body is… ah, shall we say changing, not physically, but more mentally and instinctively."

Kagome frowned in thought. "Basically… maturing?"

"Yes and no." The flea demon answered carefully. "It's not his human side that's maturing… that happened when he reached the human stage of 'puberty' long ago. His demon side is finally maturing… he has reached the age where demons usually graduate into adulthood."

There was a lull in the talking where Myoga paused for a quick inhale of air, and Kagome grabbed this opportunity to ask, "Why are you telling me this, Myoga?"

Myoga gestured with his hands wildly. "This is why Inuyasha has been transforming so often! And… why he's coming after you…"

Kagome pursued the topic more, burning for answers. "Go on…" she urged.

"I don't have much time… there is too great a risk of him catching me in the act of telling you this… Inuyasha's demon side has raised a notch on its instincts, not the fighting instincts, but something traced deeper…"

"These kind of instincts are meant to preserve the demon heritage, and have been passed down since the beginning of demons. It is the act of finding a mate, which therefore leads to bearing pups."

Myoga flinched violently as a twig snapped outside. Wiping his forehead exhaustedly as he realized it was merely the wind, the flea demon muttered feverishly, "I have said too much. The rest is up to you to figure out… good luck, Lady Kagome and farewell!"

The flea raced as fast as his little leaps could carry him to the window and then out, and Kagome stared at the spot he had been in milliseconds before. This visit had definitely been unexpected, but she appreciated the help. On her own, she would have never been able to scrounge up that much insight on Inuyasha, after all the half demon was as shut up inside himself as Sesshomaru, if not more.

I guess I have to take this as it comes…I hope I can survive this without another confrontation with his demon side!

Author's Notes: This story will probably carry on for another good couple of chapters… and then I'll finish with an amazing epilogue! Not much to say, for once, so I'll leave you guys enough time to write out your reviews! (Hint, hint)

-kikyohater92-