My son, Inuyasha. (Part 2)

"Inuyasha—"

Miroku slammed the car's breaks, causing Inuyasha to head-butt into the dashboard. Examining the number of digits on his hands, the hanyou took it upon himself to scream appropriate profanities at the monk. "What is your problem, Bouzu?!"

"Sango!"

Inuyasha looked dumbfounded, squinting his eyes and flaring his upper-lip, he rested his hand on the monk's shoulder. "Are you ok? Has your sense of judgement fallen off the side of the fucking cliff we almost skid off?"

Miroku bounced out of the car, turning back to Inuyasha with animated hands. "Those womanly curves would never guide me astray, Inuyasha!"

"You've lost more than your mind. I should've put you down when they gave me the chance."

Miroku paused, looking back questionably at Inuyasha. Shaking it off, he brushed off his pants and slicked back his hair. With a snap of his fingers, he strutted his way over to Sango. Inuyasha's eyes rolled back into his head, slamming the door shut he followed leisurely.

"Sorry to bother you ma'am, but my son missed the bus this morning."

"Oh, that's alright—" Sango turned to face a gleaming Miroku in the violent hold of Inuyasha.

Miroku turned back to an absent audience, cue canned laughter. "Talk about daddy issues."

"I'm not your stupid son, you son of a fuc—" Another counsellor stepped in, granting a disapproving look at Inuyasha, and gesturing for the occupied Sango to re-join the group. She nudged Inuyasha, "You best be joining me, and Miroku…" The monk looked innocent, swinging his arms around both friends before revealing a sly expression. "Inviting Inuyasha along, I'm sure he'd be up for that."

Inuyasha wrenched up his sleeves. Before he could act on intentions, however, Sango shoved the monk toward his car. "Get lost, will you?" Her voice stern, demanding action with a do or die consequence. Miroku decided to interject his harmless statement with another question. He raised his index finger and spoke this time in selflessness- casual conversation which should have been discussed firstly.

"Since you're staying up here a couple days," he began, Sango continuing to force the man into his car, "Need anyone to— Hey watch it, would you? This is precious material you're dealing with." He chuckled, but with an elbow to the ribs, Miroku willingly got into the driver's seat. He then looked upward at Sango to finish his broken sentence, "So, need anyone to mind that cat of yours?"

Sango stared wide-eyed at the man in front of her, as did the gathered crowd behind her, staring at the both of them. Miroku's innocent gleam shaped into half a smile, his brows rising in confusion simultaneously with his head tilting to one side. His offer was well-intended, like a true servant of the pure-hearted.

"Get—"

As the living image of a triggered human grenade veered closer toward, Miroku rose his hands up in defence, reclining far back into his seat. Pointing out a finger, the monk gently reached toward the ignition. On engine start, he quickly retracted his hand to the steering wheel. Grabbing the door handle, he slammed it shut- all in one quick motion with his foot on the gas.

"—Lost."

Inuyasha sighed, feeling remotely sympathetic for the guy. You can't go throwing around the word cat after inferring every other word as an innuendo for sex, he thought. "Idiot."

Agreed humming came from beside him. Looking down to his side, he saw an oddly animated woman whose face matched the intensity of Sango's. Perplexity patterned his face, "You would be…?"

Snapping out of a daze, she looked up at the man in question. "Me?" Inuyasha furrowed his brow, overall expression souring. "Who else would I be talking to?" She parroted his expression, her tone imitating his. "Uhh, any other person in this crowd?"

Kagome scanned the strange boy beside her; no shoes, no backpack. And what's with the haori? She thought. Inuyasha glared back at her, "Keep staring and it's gonna cost you."

A soundless scream left her mouth. Biting down on her knuckle, Kagome refrained from 1-upping his insults and regained previous composure. "It's Kagome, and the pleasure's all mine," She threw out a stiff hand paired with an unpleasant expression, "really."

Inuyasha glanced at her gesture, turning up his nose and looking back to her face with his teeth grit in mock-disgust. "I didn't ask for your name- just how you're relevant." Kagome's nose flared.

"Blunt as the stick shoved up your ass." She spat, earning a sarcastic whimper from Inuyasha.

"Ouch."

As the crowd dispersed (on direct command of Sango) she made her way over to the two bickering into their next argument. "Glad to see you're well acquainted, because wow do I have a surprise for you."

Inuyasha and Kagome split their gaze, each resting their own reaction toward Sango. She grabbed her box of counsellor contents, picking out a clip-board with a few sheets of paper loosely attached. "Sango," Kagome started, moving beside her friend in an attempt to peek on the information. Sango jerked the board away, "Haha no— way am I letting that happen- this is confidential."

She stifled a laugh, poking her tongue out in refute, "Let me guess, upperclassmen only?"

"You got it, kouhai." If senpai had free hands, she'd give Kagome two thumbs-up- maybe even a gold star if she had any.

"As much as I'd love to stay and watch you two flirt it out, I've got shit to get on with." Inuyasha interrupted.

On reflex, Sango grabbed a hold of his arm. "There's also no—way I'm letting you out of trusted sight." Inuyasha sighed in grievance. Agitated at her persistence, he gave into the thought of constant nagging. "An alternate reality and I'd still be tormented by your inability to trust anyone."

Kagome knocked him upside the head with Sango's clip-board, "Rude." Inuyasha instantly deadpanned. "No need for formalities, let's just skip to the brash exclamations instead."

A knee-jerk reaction caused Sango to laugh inappropriately at her friend's behaviour- then pausing to assess her now missing clip-board. "Ayye lassy, that be why they call ye Quick-hand Kaggs."

"Ay—ye!" She bellowed back, swinging her arms for comedic emphasis. Inuyasha stood between the clutches of the worst pirate impersonators in history, mentally drained, making for any contribution of witty commentary an impossibility.

"Wait," Kagome heaved out between the barrels of laughter, "What's the surprise?"

Looking around, her sight finally landing on the plastic tray full of counsellor confidentiality, Sango gave a nervous guffaw. This even bothered Inuyasha, who was trying his best to pay as little attention to the girls' chatter as possible. He cocked a brow, his eyes growing suspect to Sango's drawn out reaction.

"Well, you see…"

AN: First of all, holy shit there are seven chapters published already, and secondly, THIS IS PERSONALLY MY MOST AWAITED CHAPTER. I'm so happy I can finally let it go into the world... in all its stupid glory. I mean to be realistic, its probably not the best chapter to come. Its just fucking ridiculous in all its entirety, and makes me both cry, grin, and cringe so intensely.

Hope you're enjoying the progress! Thank all the gods- things are happening at the actual mountain now, we're here, they've arrived, the story can begIN.