AN: Ok. I got this really mean review after I explicitly told no one to give me one. Even though I have my suspicions that it was from one of the of the people who hate me at my school, I'm to say this one more time: this is my first fic so NO ONE give me any flames, ok? OK. R&R (and if you have anything mean to say besides constructive criticism, then you obviously don't have a life besides to make people feel crappy.)

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"Blah" Talk

"Blah" Japanese Talk

'Blah' Thought

Unexpected Youth

Chapter 4

Inuyasha opened his eyes on an early Sunday morning.

Today was the day.

His things were already packed, his bags downstairs in the living room. He got up, did his daily routine, got dressed and walked downstairs. It wasn't until he reached the last step that it struck him…

This Dumbledore dude didn't tell him how they were getting to Europe. Where were they meeting? Is he coming here?

Inuyasha inwardly cursed in annoyance. He hated when people didn't give enough information about shit! He went to the kitchen. He was going to make himself something to eat before he thought of anything. 'Maybe he'll come here!'

An hour later, he had finished his fourth bowl of ramen and still no sign of the fossil. He was about to get up and go back to bed when he heard the doorbell ring. He frowned and mumbled, "Took him frickin' long enough." He put his bowel in the sink and walk to the door and…

'Speak of the devil.' Dumbledore was standing at the door with a cheery smile on his face.

"Why hello again, my boy. I hope you are well."

Inuyasha's left eyebrow twitched. "I'm fine."

"That's good news. So are you ready to go?"

"Yes I am. Just let me get my stuff." He turned around but froze in mid step. "But I have one question," He looked back at the old man, "I have a cat, ya see. She's totally trained and everything, but I'm not sure if she allowed-"

Dumbledore clapped his hands together. "Of course you can take her with you. Cats are very allowed at Hogwarts."

"Oh cool. Kilala!" he yelled and not a second later, a yellow ball of fluff flung into his arms. "Ok girl you stay here. I'll be back." Kilala tilted her head and mewed in confirmation.

Inuyasha walked back to the living room where his four baggage cases and backpack were waiting for him. With a snap of his fingers, he shrunk his baggage to the size of matchboxes, picked them up and put them in his backpack. He shrugged it on and went back to the door to see Dumbledore crouched, petting Kilala on her back. He smiled at the elder as he noticed the teen's return and stood up. "I'm ready."

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow at the only visible bag Inuyasha had. "Is that all you're bringing. You are aware that you will be staying here for about nine months, aren't you?"

"Yup. I know. But I think this is all I'll need." Inuyasha decided to play him on. 'No need to reveal all my talents.'

Dumbledore sighed. "Well… we should go. I'd like you to get acquainted with the rest of the staff." He walked off the porch and onto the sidewalk. Inuyasha put his arm to the floor for Kilala to climb up to his shoulder before following him. Inuyasha looked down either side of the street. "How are we getting to Hogwarts? Do you have a car?"

Dumbledore gave him a confused look. "A what?"

"A car. Ya know, beep beep vroom vroom?" He started to turn an imaginary steering wheel in front him.

Dumbledore had a blank stare before for his eyes twinkled with recognition. "Oh you mean that muggle contraption, the a-toe-moe-bill. Oh no, my boy. I've never learned how to use one of those. Oh no. We will walk to Utsugi Lane and take the nearest floo to my personal office."

Dumbledore smiled widely and started walking and Inuyasha with a queer look on his face followed. They only had to walk about of a quarter of a mile before they reached to secret entrance to Utsugi Lane. The entrance was inside of an abandoned bookstore that went out of business ages ago. It was perfect to hide a huge market place. The walked inside and to the back of the shop. There, there was a single bookcase filled with books not one the same color.

Dumbledore turned to Inuyasha and asked, "Would you like to do the honors?"

Inuyasha shrugged and walked to the bookcase. "Sure."

He reached for a bright red at the top and pulled at it. It went half way out and would go no further. He let go and went to a misty blur to his far left. That one also went half way and stopped. He did the same for sea green book to the last's immediate right, a neon yellow book at the bottom of the bookcase, and burning orange one in its very center. As soon as he pulled the last one, the bookcase started to glow a brilliant white and when the light dissipated, it was gone and what replaced it was an opening. Inside the opening was humongous marketplace, active with people. People of all different sizes and shapes and different colored robes were walking or running from shop to shop. It would have been a astounding to anybody else Inuyasha's age, but with his occupation, he's seen better. Inuyasha stepped inside the gap and in moments was overcome with noise of yelling, chatter, and laughter. Inuyasha couldn't help but smile. He walked to the nearest store, Dumbledore in close tow. It was labeled "Ichigo Mazaki's Robes for All Ages" in kanji of course. The store had all kinds of Japanese styled robes. Some of silk, some of cotton. Some with fish patterns and some with sakura.

They ignored the clothes for favor of the fireplace in the back of the shop and the box of floo powder of the mantle. As they walked toward it Inuyasha asked, "What am I supposed to say?"

"Just say 'Dumbledore's Office' and it will send you straight there, my boy." Dumbledore answered as he gave him a wide grin.

'Ok, this my boy stuff is seriously getting on my nerves.' Inuyasha thought as he rolled his eyes while Dumbledore wasn't looking. He took out his hands so Kilala could jump from his shoulder to his hands. 'Wouldn't do for her to fall off and get lost on the way, would it?"

He balanced her in one hand as he took a hand full of floo powder and threw it into the fireplace. He walked into the newly green flames and spoke clearly "Dumbledore's Office"

and he was off.

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"Harry! Harry! Harry! Earth to Harry! It's your turn."

Harry blinked and shook his head to clear it in vain. He took a random move on the chess board, not really concentrating, only for his pawn to get clobbered to bits by Ron's queen.

Ron looked at Hermione, his eyebrows in a furrow as Hermione looked at him. They both turned to Harry worry on their faces.

"Harry. Are you okay, mate?" Ron asked.

"Hm? Oh sure. I'm fine… Why do you ask?"

"Well you just seem a bit off. Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine, Hermione. I'm just a little tired. I think I'll lie down for mo." He got up slowly, and walked upstairs to the room that he and Ron shared at the Weasley home. He never saw his friends look at each other again with still looks of worry for their friend.

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As soon as Harry went upstairs, Hermione went back to book, but not really concentrating on the words. After reading the same line for the fifth time without retaining any of it, Hermione sighed and closed the book with a satisfying snap.

"Ron, what are we going to do?"

Ron looked at her and shrugged.

"I don't know. I have no idea what's going on with him, He seemed normal before his birthday, but now he's in this slump that we can't seem to get him out of. Maybe he's still mourning for Sirius.

"Yeah. Maybe we should just wait till he's ready to talk to us about it. But we shouldn't let him hold this in for too long, it's unhealthy for him."

And with that, they silently agreed that they would wait, but not too long.

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Inuyasha popped out of the fireplace and fell heavily on Dumbledore's office floor. He lost his grip on Kilala and she rolled right out of his fingers and stopped a foot from his head. "I hate traveling by floo." Inuyasha grumbled as he got up off the floor.

As second later Dumbledore came walking out of the floo like it was nothing. 'Show off.'

Dumbledore smiled at the disgruntled teen and said, "Have a seat, Mr. Takashi." He took out his wand, waved it and a chair started to gallop from the wall to the front of Dumbledore's desk. Inuyasha stared at it weirdly then to Dumbledore and sat slowly in the now stationary chair.

"I just have a few papers for you to sign. Then I'll show you to your room. The teachers won't be coming for a few more weeks, so you could use that time to get your lesson plan ready for the year and maybe explore the castle. It can be very confusing the move around here." He chuckled. Inuyasha didn't get the joke, if there was one, and just stared at the old man.

It took a few minutes to sign all of the papers (after skimming through them of course). Then he was all set to go to his room, which would be his new home for the next nine months.

As they walked to his quarters, Dumbledore tried to engage Inuyasha in some idle conversation. Inuyasha, never really being the talkative type, didn't really say much and just let the geezer do all the talking, which he did.

"Ah here we are. Your quarters."

Inuyasha started to think that the old man was going insane from age. All he saw was a framed painting of a middle-aged woman in a big gaudy dress. "O…kay?" Since he was in Europe he decided that he should speak English. It made sense after all since he would be teaching English students. Might as well get in the habit.

"Just think of a password for your quarters. That way only you and I can come in here."

'Oh yeah. That was weird way to put it.'

Inuyasha thought hard of an unexpected name for his room. He decided to settle on…

"Hiraikotsu."

The painting flew open and inside was a very big living quarters. They stepped inside and he noticed that it was bigger inside than out.

Dumbledore looked at Inuyasha and asked, "What's a hiraikotsu?"

"It's a giant boomerang used in battle."

"Ooohh. Well this is living room of your quarters, you can put whatever you want in here and decorate it however you like," he pointed to a door to the right, "That is your room. You can also decorate it however you like."

"Pretty cool. Thanks."

"Well I'll leave you to it then. Lunch is at twelve thirty so I'll see you there." And Dumbledore left.

Inuyasha looked around a little bit more and was already planning where he was going to put his things. As he walked to his room he thought 'Books over there. I can make a room for my weapons. And one for potion making and alchemy and chemistry…'

He walked into his room. It was a reasonable size. The entire room was white and the furniture was made was cherry mahogany. 'I guess I'm going to have to decorate. This is too much to be comfortable. He sighed. He had two hours before lunch so he might as well get started. He put Kilala on his bed and started on his room.

End of Chapter 4

AN: Sorry it took so long. I was too lazy again and was busy with my former job.