June 8
It's a little past midnight, according to this "clock". Today's been absolutely hectic, but I think I've got down the basics after Miroku showed me around. The pencil incident turned into an absolute fiasco when the wench got all smug around loaning me a pencil. I even asked her nicely, but she wanted me to apologize for calling her wench so many times. In response, I very politely offered to instead "shove my cold foot up her ass and maybe push that long stick out through her mouth".
Needless to say, I ended up getting kicked out of her room.
So I had to wait. And wait. And wait some more, until Miroku returned with a bunch of bags of clothes for me. He got a bunch of sharp pencils for me, all of which I'm now storing safely in my knapsack so I won't have to suffer such a grievance again.
I've never wanted to hit a woman before.
Is it strange that I brought that up unprovoked? Maybe I was better off back in the village, where I'm used to living. I think this, then I remember how unfree I used to be, forced to reside in the forest because the villagers didn't trust me enough to let me stay with them in Akaigawa.
Inuyasha smirked to himself in the darkness of the living room where he laid.
Well, they're not saying much now, of course.I absolutely wolfed those bastards down, even the men, but of course, I killed them first.
But more to the point. I tried on the clothing Miroku brought me, and most of them fit quite nicely. I even liked the way they looked. Right now, I'm wearing what he calls sleeping clothes, but I doubt I'll be sleeping tonight. I might look around some more.
The wench has a dogherethat I recognize quite well as my old disciple, Shippou thetransmuting kyuuketsuki. He's the kind that can morph into basically any shape he likes, and he favors a kitsune, so generally, we call him a kitsuneban. A couple of years ago, he wandered out of the village and never returned. It seems he's found himself a home with Miroku and the wench. Unfortunately, when I caught the scant glimpse of him, he'd been sleeping, so we weren't able to communicate. Aside from that, he stays in the wench's room, but I'll be damned before I go in there. I can barely stand the stench of malady that wafts in here.
As if to accentuate his point as he wrote this, Inuyasha grimaced, lightly sniffing the air with a shudder.
Anyway, I met the wench's mother, and I couldn't believe my sight. She was my type! I mean, literally! Of course, this only lets me know that the wench is adopted or something. How did I know that Nanako—that's her mother's name, of course—was a vampire? Simple. Any subtemperate paleface that beautiful has got to be one.Simple.When I shook her head in greeting, there arose a twinkle in her eyes that told me she was one of us.
Inuyasha bit his bottom lip, wondering what Nanako's sexual preferences were and groaning as his boxer shorts tightened uncomfortably.
She's very sexy, and only three times before have I fucked another vampire...of course, there's no food to be had, but the episode is still exceptionally enjoyable.
"You know, that's really disturbing my sleep, these mixed emotions you're giving off." Inuyasha looked up, and right into a pair of milky breasts. With a lascivious chuckle, he turned to face Nanako's smirking features, all the while admiring her curvaceous figure, adorning only a lacy salmon-colored bra and panty set and a silky mid-calf housecoat.
"That's a very flattering outfit you have on." He licked his lips. "Mind if I rip it to shreds?"
"Actually, I do, considering my daughter and nephew are barely five feet away."
"Just try not to scream too loudly and things will go fine."
"Charming, aren't you? If I were human, I might be insulted."
"But you're not and I knew it, or I wouldn't've accosted you."
"Mm." She sat on the arm of the couch, crossing her legs. "How old are you, Inuyasha?"
"Old enough for you." He lightly caressed her leg, reveling in the cool softness of her flesh. She smacked him in his head, making his eye twitch in annoyance. "...That hurt."
"The correct answer was somewhere around eighteen, am I right?"
"If you mean in years of basic existence, I'm twenty. If you mean in years of current life, I'd say about five." Inuyasha grumbled, still reeling a little from that strike.
"Just old enough for my daughter."
"Your whom?" He scoffed incredulously. "I refuse to court that afflicted wench!"
"I know Kagome can be difficult sometimes, but really, it's just the flu."
"That's disgusting. And besides, I only use human girls as playtoys anyway. I'd much sooner and rather do you, though." Inuyasha moved his hand near her breasts, but she smacked him again. "Oh, damn it! Why the hell not?!"
"Sorry, but I'm too accustomed to human ways by now. I can't help but consider you a child." Inuyasha scowled, pulling down his boxers and exposing his impressive erection.
"Does this look like the appendage of a fucking child?" Nanako glanced at it and laughed, making it deflate like a popped balloon. Inuyasha's shoulders sagged and he readjusted his boxers, turning his head in shame. "You didn't have to laugh, you know..."
"No, no, I'm sorry. I wasn't laughing at you. I was just laughing at your determination. You're going to need it if you want to survive amongst humans."
"Oh? And why's that?"
"You saw for yourself; humans are all too trying. It's sometimes almost as if they want you to kill them, you know?"
"All too well. I've never hit a girl before, but your daughter is really trying me." Inuyasha admitted.
"All I ask is that you refrain from hurting her, physically or otherwise."
"Physical pain is the only pain I know."
Which is a lie.
"And besides, what's in it for me if I adhere to your wishes?"
"What if I told you I knew exactly where your brother was?" Inuyasha's eyes widened and he stared at her.
"Where?!"
"Promise me you'll be nice to Kagome."
"I promise nothing!" He refused.
"Okay, well, promise you won't try to feed from her."
"That's an easier promise to make." Inuyasha snorted. "I hate to break it to you, but your daughter is no mantrap." Nanako smiled.
"That's because she's sick, sweetheart."
"Even if she wasn't sick, I wouldn't be able to stand her."
"Then say it." With an annoyed roll of his eyes, Inuyasha said, "I promise I won't feed from your hideous daughter."
"Inuyasha." Nanako deadpanned.
"All right, all right! I swear not to feed from Kagome." He mocked. "Jeez."
"Now remember this promise, because the moment you break it, I'm slitting your neck." She warned sweetly.
"Please." Inuyasha groaned, taking a swig of blood from a flask. Nanako sniffed, licking her lips.
"Give me some of that."
"Give me some of you and you can have anything you want." In one swift motion, Inuyasha had Nanako pinned to the couch, straddling her with a hungry look in his eye. She yawned, her hand thrust out and grasped his neck, effectively cutting off his oxygen, then threw him into the front door as if he were nothing more than a bag of flour. Inuyasha groaned, rubbing his head.
"What was that you were saying, Inuyasha?" Nanako beamed, taking one of his flasks from his knapsack, along with his journal. "Ooh, what's this, then?"
"Don't...touch that. It's personal." Inuyasha mumbled, trying to right his vision.
"And I'm listening to you...not." Nanako whistled, opening the book up. "June first! It's becoming increasingly—" She was vaguely startled when the book was snatched right out of her hands by a lightheaded Inuyasha, who glared at her.
"I said...don't touch the book." He stuffed it back into his bag. Nanako merely shrugged, drinking from the flask. "And don't be drinking up all my fucking rations!"
"Don't get testy just because I'm not some wanton human that won't have sex with you."
"I don't hold grudges against your kind of girl." Inuyasha huffed. "I just feel sorry for you. Now tell me where my brother is!"
"Fine, fine. Sesshoumaru's at the Dai-ichi Hotel."
"Thank you." Inuyasha drawled, rolling his eyes. "How do you know my brother, anyway?"
"We go back a while." Nanako shrugged, downplaying.
"You mean he fucked you." He deciphered, quirking an amused eyebrow.
"Something like that."
"Is that the real reason you don't want me?"
"...Sure, why not." Inuyasha narrowed his eyes at her, but before he could protest, Kagome's room door creaked open. Both Nanako and Inuyasha stared at the girl as she slowly walked out and into the kitchen.
"...What's with the wench?" Inuyasha murmured.
"There's no use in whispering. When Kagome sleepwalks, she's dead to the world." Nanako waved him off, watching as her daughter exited the kitchen with a bowl of ice cream in hand. She sighed, getting up and taking it from her. "No ice cream for you, sickie." She scolded lightly, putting her arm around Kagome's shoulders and leading her back into the kitchen. Inuyasha followed with his journal, out of sheer curiosity, and sat down at the table, starting to write as Nanako took out a pot, some milk, and chocolate syrup.
"How about some hot chocolate instead?" Unconsciously, Kagome nodded, and Inuyasha shook his head in confusion.
And thus, the sexy vampire inexplicablyrejects my advances. Oh, well; at least it's been confirmed that she actually is a vampire. I would've hated to have been putting the moves on a human mother.
He paused in his writing to shudder, earning a strange look from Nanako.
Nanako has revealed that not only does she know Sesshoumaru, but she also knows where he is—at some hotel in Muroran.Apparently, he too shared my attraction to her, for they've fucked in the past, which explains how she knows him.
I wasn't even able to get that information without promising her I wouldn't drink the wench's blood. Yeah, right! I can barely stand to be in the same room, let alone something as intimate as feeding from her! What's even worse is that Nanako wants me to court that sickly wench!She must've been around these humans too long, because it's affecting her brain or something.
But something's strange about that wench. Nanako told me that if I broke my promise to her, she'd slit my throat. That's apretty nasty threat to make, considering how revolting the girl is. In fact, I'm remembering how Miroku warned me against flirting with her, as if it happened often. I don't know; I guess humans just have a more...distorted perception of beauty.
Or maybe they're devoid of sight.
Inuyasha chuckled at what he wrote, which got Nanako's attention. "What are you writing over there that's so funny?" She asked a little suspiciously.
"Nothing concerning you." Inuyasha remarked simply, slamming his journal closed. The loud noise snapped Kagome out of her sleepwalking daze and she shook her head, looking around.
"Hi, Kagome." Nanako waved with a smile. "Had fun?"
"...Was I sleepwalking again?" Kagome yawned, scratching her unruly hair.
"'Fraid so, sweetie."
"Oh. Is that thing still here?" She scoffed bitterly, cutting her eyes at Inuyasha, who ignored her.
"Yes, Inuyasha's still here." Nanako chuckled. "Want some hot chocolate?"
"Yeah."
Obviously, the sallow wench shares my dislike.
"What's hot chocolate?" Inuyasha grunted, putting down his pencil.
"Only the best use of chocolate since they got the idea to melt it into fudge." Nanako smirked. "Want some?"
"I don't think so. I couldn't stomach something that the wench is drinking at the same time." Kagome scoffed in outrage, flipping him the bird while the milk heated.
"Hey, hey, watch it." Nanako admonished.
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Inuyasha's twisted every which-way, trying to copy the gesture.
"It means something that neither of you should be saying." Nanako smacked his distorted hand, snapping it back to normal.
"Thanks..." He mumbled, rubbing his sore hand. "Aw, damn it, now I can't write."
"Just what the hell do you write in that thing anyway?" Kagome demanded.
"Don't worry about it! Nosy-ass bitch! You're worse than your mother!" Inuyasha yelled.
"Mommy? You tried to sneak a peek, too?"
"I got as far as about three words until he snatched it right out of my hands." Nanako chuckled.
"Ugh! Rude much?! I wouldn't let him treat me like that if I were you, Mom." Kagome sniffed.
"Oh?" Inuyasha slid his journal across the table and locked his fingers together. Kagome looked at him weirdly. "Go ahead, read it." He nodded. Not taking her eyes off of him, she slowly reached for the book. As soon as she opened it to read, Inuyasha snatched it from her, sticking out his tongue in an immature raspberry. Kagome shook her head, mumbling under her breath, "Such a child..." before blowing on her mug of hot chocolate.
"Thank you." Inuyasha smirked. "Older than you, baby."
"So, Inuyasha...are you going to school with Kagome and Miroku this fall?"
"Fall?"
"That's when school starts, yes."
"Sure, if my brother lets me. And as long as I don't have to see the bride of Frankenstein over there, it's all good." Kagome clenched her fists in anger, but said nothing. Nanako whapped him in the ear with a wooden spoon, provoking a hiss from him.
"I do wish you would stop insulting my sick daughter and advancing her ailment." She reproved cheerfully.
"Yeah, whatever..." Inuyasha mumbled, swearing under his breath.
"None of that, please!" Another crack sounded in the air.
"I HATE YOU!"