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He's My Girl	By : osherry Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 11937 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 13: Busted

"Tell me."

"No."

"Tell. Me," demanded Kouga through his clenched teeth.

Inuyasha's muffled voice came behind the blouse covering his head as he struggled to put it on. "There is nothing to tell, idiot."

"You got her into bed with you, didn't you?" shot back the wolf demon. "There must be some way...and, for the love of Buddha, stop flaunting your tits in my face!"

Inuyasha shut him up with a glare when he finally managed to get his arms into the sleeves of his blouse and his head out of the collar. He snorted as he pulled his shirt down. "Why? Am I turning you on?" he taunted.

Kouga went beet red before he forced out a chuckle. "As if! You're disgusting me, you ugly mutt."

However, Inuyasha saw right through his façade. "Fuck! I am turning you on, aren't I?" He made a gagging sound as he pointed his finger to the wolf demon. "I don't believe this shit! You're such a pig!" He snickered at Kouga's aghast expression as he straightened his shiny silver locks with his fingers.

"Will you fucking tell me already?!"

"Drop it, wolf-shit. I don't have time for this. Kagome's waiting for me downstairs. We have a date." It wasn't a real date; Kagome was going to meet Rin, and he was accompanying his girlfriend to make sure she would be all right. But, the wolf did not have to know that.

"See!" shouted Kouga. "That's what I'm talking about! Tell me how you do it!" The wolf demon was now pleading.

"Why? So that you can get your roommate into bed?" questioned Inuyasha with a quirk of his brow.

Kouga stammered as he blushed once again.

"Oh, shit!" laughed Inuyasha. "You want to seduce Ayame?" he asked incredulously. A warning growl was the only answer he received, confirming his guess. He shook his head as he chuckled at his friend's misery. "Good luck with that."

Still chuckling, he winked and blew a kiss to Kouga, whose eyes widened in horror. Now laughing out loud, Inuyasha flicked his hair over his shoulder and left the room and the grumbling wolf in it with an extra sway to his hips.

~~~oo0oo~~~

Rin sat in front of Kagome. The older sister was morosely picking at the multi-layered coconut cake on her plate. The siblings were sitting at a teashop in downtown Tokyo, sharing a pot of Genma-chai tea. The younger sister watched her attentively, except for an occasional surreptitious glance at her roommate, who was seated close by.

Shaya was observing the reunion in seclusion, cautiously sipping her tea. A pink-colored mochi sweet was arranged on a snowflake-like doily on the plate in front of her. However, she ignored the dessert and instead became engrossed in the conversation between the two sisters.

Kagome smiled furtively at her roommate before her gaze passed back to Rin. The miko noticed how her sister had changed during the intervening two years. Rin still had the same wavy, shoulder-length brown hair, and her eyes were still intensely brown. However, now her eyes were inky pools of sorrow and her petite body looked like it was bearing a heavy weight.

"Onee-chan," murmured Kagome as she reached her hand out to her sister's. "Please, come back home."

Rin trembled visibly when her sister's hand clutched hers, and she shook her head. "I can't, Kagome. I shouldn't even be seeing you. I don't want you to get pulled into all of this. I just...I just needed someone to talk to." The petite woman gazed back at her sibling, her large eyes serious and demanding.

Kagome shook her head in confusion. "What's wrong, Rin, and why can't you come back home?"

"What's wrong?" Rin asked despondently as she ran her fingers through her hair in frustration. "Where do I start?" She started to ramble, "My dad has been murdered; my former fiancé thinks that I am a slut..."

"What? Rin-chan? Slow down. Dad was murdered? What is this about Sesshoumaru?"

Rin turned her face away from Kagome, and some severe epitaphs came from her innocent looking lips. "Sesshoumaru came to see me." She looked at her sister pleadingly. "He finally found me and he was angry. I mean, eventually I was going to tell him where I was..."

"You're not making sense, Rin. What happened?"

Rin sucked in a deep breath. "He told me that I could only call him ‘Lord.' That I couldn't call him Sesshoumaru anymore... Then he...then he..."

Kagome's eyes narrowed in concern. She leaned forward to hold her sister's hand as if to steady her.

"He treated me like I was a whore, Kagome." Rin's hand covered her eyes again, and then the sobs wouldn't stop. Kagome could only lean forward to hug her sister. She pressed the other girl's head in the nook of her shoulder and stroked her hair.

"But why would he do that, Rin? We all knew that he loved you," Kagome paused, and her brow furrowed in thought. "Was he angry about you being away for so long?"

"It was more than that, Kagome," answered Rin in a low voice. "He thought that I was a prostitute and he treated me like one."

Kagome shook her head in confusion. "Why would he think that? You're not like that..."

Rin laughed humorously. "So much has changed during the past two years. He...he had a reason to think what he did..." Then, she continued in a whisper, "...even if it wasn't true." The older sibling steadied herself. "Now, I don't think we can even bridge the gap that two years has created.

Rin's eyes watered with tears. "He hates me, Kagome. And, I love him, Kami, I do..." Her final words trailed off into a few muffled sobs as the girl started to cry.

Kagome couldn't think of anything to say at the moment and just hugged Rin, cradling her in her arms and trying to help her ride out the storm of her emotions until the sobbing eventually stopped.

"Rin," murmured Kagome with deep concern in her voice and adorning her features. "I don't know what to do. But I want to help. Is there anything that I can do?"

Rin moved away from her sibling and dabbed her eyes with the paper napkin next to her cake. "Right now, all I need you to do is listen." She looked up at her sister with the first genuine smile Kagome had seen on her face that day. "Maybe if you'll meet with me on occasion, just so that I have someone to talk to. I don't want to involve you or anyone else in this."

Kagome cocked her head to the side. "Involved in what, Rin? And you never answered my question about why you think that dad was murdered."

Rin exhaled sharply, as if to catch her breath, before she looked the younger girl in the eye. "I'm going to tell you, but you have to promise me that you won't say a word to mom or anybody else." When Kagome started to protest, Rin pressed on, "Promise me." Receiving a stiff nod in answer, she continued in a hushed voice, "Dad was murdered, Kagome, and I've been trying to bring the responsible party to justice."

The miko shook her head in denial. "But Rin, we know that he died in a boating accident, during one of the shipment inspections that he did for the government."

Rin motioned to Kagome to move forward so that their faces were mere centimeters away from each other. She spoke again, but this time she whispered. "Dad was a government worker, but he was with the Police Security Bureau. It wasn't the accident that they claimed it to be. I'm working to solve his murder. I just need a little more time."

The younger sister's eyes widened and then narrowed. "What evidence do you have? You can't just make these accusations and not have proof."

Rin sat back in her seat and fingered the fork in her hand, looking at the way light reflected back and mirrored the surrounding area on its silvered surface. Her eyes then looked up to catch Kagome's. "I have proof. I have been collecting it during the past two years. I even have dad's badge from the Police Security Bureau. Mom knew about it. She knew all along. They just didn't want us to be worried, I guess. But I knew since I was in high school, even if they never told us about it. And when he died, I delved a little deeper and found something far bigger than a simple murder."

"Rin, this sounds dangerous! Why don't you take this to the cops? Turn in the evidence you have collected and let them handle it."

The older sister shook her head from side to side, umber-brown hair swept back and forth. "No, I don't have enough evidence yet, and everything will be lost if someone else meddles in my investigation so far. They trust me now, and I'm going to use that to my advantage."

"Onee-chan, you're just not making sense," Kagome pleaded. "Please, come home."

Rin smiled and stood up. For once, her petite form towered over the younger girl's. "I'll come home when my father's murderer is behind bars, but not until then. Thank you for meeting with me, Kagome. I think I needed a shoulder to cry on." She smiled a half smile and hugged her sibling. "I have to get back to what I was doing. I will call you again. Until then, take care."

"Yes, take care, Rin-chan," murmured Kagome in confusion as she watched her sister walk away from her.

It only took a second for a significant look to pass between Kagome and Shaya. Inuyasha could easily see within his girlfriend's sad eyes that she was asking him to do something, and he knew instinctively that it meant to trail Rin. He stood up and left some Yen at his table before walking over to Kagome. Very briefly, he kissed her on the cheek before cupping her chin. "I'll follow her and I'll let you know where she's going, OK?"

Kagome only nodded as her warm, brown eyes gazed at his with gratitude. Inuyasha gathered Kagome's hands in his. "I'll be back, OK? Please, take care of yourself."

With that, he walked out the teashop's doors, following Rin's footsteps. He was amazed to see how quickly a little sprite like Rin could move. She even seemed to be deliberately trying to ditch anyone who could possibly be following her. She moved between alleyways that he knew could not be safe and walked past stinking mounds of garbage that would obscure her scent. He soon took to following after her on the buildings and railings above. The girl had been looking over her shoulder far too many times for it to be a coincidence.

He found that she did not take a direct route and almost lost her in the myriad of passageways through the Tokyo underground Metro system. Soon, they were above ground again, and he noted that they were fairly close to the Tokyo Tower. After a few sharp turns, he followed Rin into another alleyway and watched as she opened the door and walked into a building that seemed familiar.

He didn't want to follow her immediately and he knew that his sense of smell could still trace her. So, he walked around to find the front of the building in order to place it in his memory. He was floored to see a skimpily clad lady up front who was smoking a cigarette and a marquee that read, ‘the Seventh Heaven.' Oh Shit!

He sped to the back entrance again, the very same one that he had raced out of once in high-heeled stilettos. He knew what was on the other side, a hallway leading to various rooms that were for employees only. Cautiously, he turned the doorknob slowly and peered inside. Empty. Good. He sniffed the air and let his nose lead him to where Rin had been. He noticed, perhaps a bit too late that his sense of smell was diminishing. He could barely detect Rin's telltale scent. However, he could tell that she had just walked into the dressing room in front of him. The one labeled with, ‘Women Only.'

He turned the knob and took two steps into the room. It took only a second for the heavy stench of perfume to envelope his senses. He was also bombarded with the chaotic sight of nearly naked girls with shimmering busts running around among a throng of mirrors, feather boas, shiny pieces of thongs, and leather accessories. Then, he felt a familiar tingle in his veins, and his body pulsed once, and then twice. He blinked, and suddenly, everything became dull. The light was less blinding, the ruckus was less irritating and the air was less stifling. He knew very well what that meant, and his eyes widened in panic. Fuck! The new moon!

A young woman sporting a pink wig with glitter on her bare skin looked up at him. She smirked. "What's up, honey? Did you lose your way?"

This time a girl with fluorescent green hair responded while taking a drag of her cigarette. "The drag queens are down the street, dear."

Another woman chimed in; she was only wearing a leather corset and black boots. "Or did you need fashion advice?"

The room suddenly erupted with feminine snickers.

Inuyasha shook his head in confusion. "Huh?" A very male sounding voice came from his throat. He turned to look at the full-length mirrors that adorned the changing room only to gape in astonishment. Facing him was his very human and very male form. As usual, he could see his long, ebony mane, his violet eyes and masculine form. For the briefest of seconds, he was downright giddy.

Damn! I'm a guy again! Wait until Kagome sees me! We can finally go out on a date! He started to flex his muscles that were hidden under his very feminine blouse before he fully realized the trouble that he was in. He turned around to see a number of scantily clad women in various forms of dress and undress. Some were looking at him haughtily, some were laughing at him, some were glaring at him in annoyance, and a couple of them were checking him out. He really didn't know which gawking stare he disliked the most.

He looked at himself again. Human male form. Check. Schoolgirl's blouse, miniskirt and Mary Jane shoes. Oh, shit! His head whipped around in bewilderment at himself and the plethora of women who were looking at him like he was an unwelcome intruder.

The first girl with the pink wig grinned in nonchalance. "Nice skirt, by the way." She turned her back to Inuyasha and yelled at the open door at the end of the room. "Hey, Jakotsu. Someone seems to have lost their way down here."

A sickening sweet voice called out. It was definitely male; however, the guy was speaking in a high-pitched tone, as if he was trying to sound like a woman. "What do you want, honey? Is some bad boy bothering you again?"

The girl in the pink wig giggled. "Oh, he's not too much of a bother. But, he's more your type. Why don't you come up here and meet him?"

Inuyasha's eyes widened. "What do you mean, his type?"

The girl raked her eyes up and down his form, noting his short green mini-skirt, which displayed his powerful looking male thighs and the way his solid, flat male torso stretched his gossamer-thin white blouse. "Honey," she drawled. "You are exactly the type of guy that ‘Jak' loves."

"What?" gasped Inuyasha worriedly. He turned around just in time to see a woman (or was it a man?), entering the girls' dressing room.

He noted the ‘guy' was wearing a woman's white kimono that was split down the front, revealing one hairy leg. His shoulder-length black hair was drawn up into a messy bun behind his head, and blue makeup resembling tears cascaded down his cheeks past his eyes. The man whistled in appreciation as he drank in Inuyasha's form and the long manly legs that were barely concealed by his miniskirt.

Inuyasha's hackles rose in irritation as the creepy guy blatantly checked him out. It was bad enough to have guys after him when he looked like a girl, but he learned to live with that to some extent. But now that he finally looked like himself again, he didn't feel like dealing with this shit. Besides, this ‘Jak' person was not dreaming of a vagina when he looked at him, but his very own and very male ass. And, that definitely didn't sit well with the hanyou. He could feel the rage boiling within his chest as his eyes narrowed against Jakotsu's predatory gaze. Not wanting to cause a scene especially when Naraku was looking for him, he fisted his hands to keep them at his sides. Creeping back against the door he had just entered, he mumbled, "I'd better go now."

Jakotsu simply grinned manically in response with his hands on both hips. "Sugar, there's no need to leave. Why don't you stay with me and let me see what you have under that short, little skirt of yours?" With that, the bouncer's arm stretched out.

Inuyasha watched as if in slow motion as Jak's hand inched toward the hem of his skirt. It was when the pervert's fingers made contact with his skin that his tightly coiled nerves snapped. After that, everything happened too fast.

Inuyasha's fist connected with Jakotsu's jaw, sending the man flying back toward the group of strippers. Screams erupted instantly. A few girls called out to someone called ‘Big Gin' or Ginkotsu; Inuyasha wasn't sure, for he was too busy punching the shit out of his assaulter as he straddled the guy's waist. "You want to grope me, you pervert?" he shouted. "Grope me now if you can! How does it feel, huh?!"

Right as he was about to deal the final blow, he was hauled off his prey by two strong hands. The hanyou-turned-human struggled futilely against the newcomer's hold. Only when he was turned to face his captor with surprising strength did Inuyasha have a chance to assess his new opponent.

An almost seven feet tall, burly guy with wild, chin-length, red hair stood before him with his shovel-sized hands fisted into the front of Inuyasha's shirt. Despite the lack of his demonic power, the boy was too angry to be intimidated by anything, though. "Do you want to play too, big guy?" he taunted carelessly.

Five minutes later, he decided he shouldn't have been so careless as he lay on the ground in an abandoned alley at the back of the club with several bruises on his face and ribs and a bleeding cut on his lower lip. He stood up slowly and groaned as his muscles protested. He had found out what he had come searching for, but now, he was left in a bad shape on top of looking like a guy in a skimpy skirt.

"Fuck!" he cursed as his predicament dawned on him. What the fuck will I do now? Where will I go? He glared at his once hated bracelet. Now that he looked like a guy, he couldn't possibly go back to the dorm. He didn't even know if the bracelet would work again once he transformed at dawn. What would he do if he was still a guy in the morning?

Part of him would be perfectly happy to finally be a guy again. To let Kagome see him for who he really was. But, there was another part of him that was afraid. He was terrified that Kagome would only want him as a girl. Oh fuck, don't let that be true!

He looked down at the cursed bracelet that he had been tugging at for the past month. It was the damned thing that Sesshoumaru had put on him; the cursed piece of jewelry that he was told would be on him for an entire year, the same piece of trash that had landed him in this awful predicament.

Growling under his breath, he yanked at the imbued jewelry. He was shocked when it came off easily. "Damn," he whispered as he looked at the item dangling from his fingers with wide violet eyes.

He felt an enormous amount of relief. It was as if he had been imprisoned and had just been let out for parole. Then, panic flooded his senses. He almost shook with nervousness.

What if I can never be Shaya again? What if Kagome will never let me touch her again? What if she hates me as a guy? For some reason, he wasn't even worried that Naraku had a death threat over his head. He was more worried about what Kagome thought of him as a guy, than of his own life.

He looked down at the silly, green mini-skirt that was flecked with bits of red from his bleeding lip. He looked at his muscular, male legs that crept out from under the hem. He shook his head in disbelief. Only one month ago, he would have been crying for joy to have that hated bracelet off. And now, he felt suddenly bereft. Fuck! I'm screwed! He nearly howled in frustration.

He really didn't know what to do. He might have even broken the concealment spell completely when he ripped it off of his wrist. He picked up the pearlescent beads and magatama comma-shaped beads, only to stare at them morosely. I wish you would work again.

He paused in stupefied wonder. What the fuck did I just wish? He let the weight of his forehead fall against his hand in frustration. What am I going to do, and where am I going to go now? No matter what he did, he needed to change his clothes and he didn't have enough money on him to buy pants. Most of his money and all of his clothes were either in his dorm room or his home - the home that his parents had kicked him out of.

He had two choices; he could either go home and risk being spotted by Sesshoumaru and the rest of his family - this, of course, would earn himself a lifetime of humiliation, - or he could try sneaking into the dorm for a change of clothes and risk getting caught by a few teenage girls. Deciding that the latter was the lesser of two evils, he pocketed his bracelet and left the alley with a determined stride.

He tried his best to ignore the hoots and catcalls that were directed at him as he made his way back to school. He would have even been able to make it back to the dorms without a fight if it wasn't for some jokester on the subway who decided it would be funny to grope his ass.

Inuyasha was angry, his body was hurt and he really needed someone to take out his frustrations on. The poor guy didn't know what was coming, and soon, the unlucky teenager was a beat up mess on the bottom of the subway train. "That'll teach you to stop groping!" yelled Inuyasha in anger as he readjusted his feminine blouse on his flat male torso.

The boy behind him only gurgled in acknowledgement before Inuyasha walked off the train. As he made his way closer to the school, he tried to keep his hair covering his face, looking down at the concrete at his feet as he walked. He really hoped that no one else would notice his odd get-up. If he heard one more catcall, he was going to deck someone.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he finally viewed the sign for the ‘Musashi Girl's Dormitory.' He was about to step on past the sliding glass doors and Tsubaki's imperious watch. However, he realized that even if he was wearing a schoolgirl's uniform, it was readily apparent that a guy was underneath the façade. Shit? What the hell should I do now?

Luckily, it was dark outside and a moonless night. He crept around the building until he found the window for his dorm room. Fuck! Why did it have to be the second floor? He cursed himself when he realized that his hanyou form could be in that dorm room in five seconds flat while his human form would have to struggle. He looked up and saw that his room was dark. Good, at least Kagome isn't home yet. I don't ever want her to see me in this skirt.

He turned and looked at the various deciduous trees that surrounded the building. There was even a tree branch that was fairly close to the window that he needed to enter. He was about to climb up a tree when he saw a light turn on in the window next to his. A telltale shadow of a busty girl with a long ponytail crept across the curtains. Kouga's home. He's gotta help me get in! He bent down and picked up a few small rocks and put them into his pocket. These rocks will be my calling card.

Without a second thought, the hanyou-turned-human started to scramble up the tree in the dark. Thankfully, climbing trees had been his favorite pastime of his youth, whether he was human or hanyou. He even had a flashback to his many tree climbing expeditions at the Sunset Shrine. He had found that the Goshinboku tree on the grounds had a delicious view of Kagome's room and he had enjoyed it with abandon. He was more than familiar with scaling trees and for once that skill paid off.

Once he was balanced high on the tree on a lone branch near the dorm windows, he started to throw the rocks. His first rock hit the window too softly. His next rock was flung a little too hard, and the window started to vibrate.

"What the fuck!" yelled Kori as she pushed open the rice paper screen and then opened the glass window. She sniffed the air and was able to discern a human Inuyasha hanging from the branch before her eyes saw his form. Her eyes widened in astonishment. "What the fuck are you doing up in a tree, Inuyasha? And..." Her eyes really started to bug out. "You're a guy? How in the hell did you get that bracelet off?"

Inuyasha's body was bruised and battered. His lip was bloody, but all he could do was smirk despite the pain. "Help me in, and I might tell you," he badgered.

Kouga could only cuss as he helped to pull Inuyasha into the dorm room. "Why I help you with your escapades, I'll never know."

Inuyasha grinned. "The same reason why I can't resist beating the crap out of anyone who tries to kick your ass!"

"Hey, I can handle myself, hot shot!" declared a very female Kori.

Their banter was normal. And for the first time in a month, Inuyasha was finally feeling like he was a guy again.

Kori's eyes widened and then stared at Inuyasha in perplexity. "So, how in the hell did you get that bracelet off?"

Inuyasha looked rather nonplused as he brought out the cursed bracelet from his pocket and showed it to Kori. "I don't know. I changed back into a human, you know...tonight's my human night. And then, I was able to pull it off. I don't even know if it'll ever work again." The hanyou-turned-human looked sadly at the bracelet while Kori madly tugged at his own cursed item.

"Help me get this damn thing off!" yelled Kori. "I have a hot roommate I want to seduce, and this female form ain't doing it for me."

"Oh, and you were telling me that you'd be banging a hot chick every day here!" taunted Inuyasha with a smirk. Kami, he loved this. He was a guy; Kouga was stuck as a girl. He couldn't help but to rub it in.

However, his buddy wasn't completely heartless. So, Inuyasha tried to help him tug at the piece of jewelry, but it was of no use. It was magically bound to Kouga. The curse still held, and the mysterious gender change was still occurring.

"Fuck!" yelled Kouga with his high-pitched female voice. "How in the hell can you remove the bracelet, but I can't?"

Inuyasha sat for a moment on Kori's futon. "Well, I couldn't take it off until I was human. Do you think that's it?" queried Inuyasha, who looked rather funny attempting to have a serious conversation while wearing a green mini-skirt and a girl's blouse.

"Beats me," replied Kori as she paced about the room.

Inuyasha finally raised his head to look squarely at his ‘feminine' buddy. "That's got to be it, Kouga!"

"What the hell? What's it?" asked Kori.

"The bracelets. They only work when there is demonic energy. Somehow our demonic auras feed the bracelet and make the magic work. That's why I was able to pull it off." Inuyasha chuckled. "Man, Sesshoumaru must have been in too much of a hurry. He forgot that I have a human night once a month. Oh, damn this works to my advantage. Now, I only hope it works in the morning." The hanyou-turned-human leapt up off of the futon and nearly ran to the door. However, he was stopped by an even faster wolf demon.

"What the fuck? Are you crazy?" demanded Kori as she started to shake Inuyasha. "When would you ever want to be a god-damned girl again?" The more powerful demon still had her claws on the human's shoulders and gave him one more shake before releasing him.

Inuyasha couldn't help but to say one final taunt. "My girl form gets me into Kagome's bed..." was all he was able to squeak out before he ducked a fist. "Besides," he taunted further. "If the spell works, I will be the one to put it back on, and in that case, I should be the only one that can take it off!" With that, he ran past the door into his own room.

Once he was into his room, he quickly threw off the torn and bloodied clothing. He still had the black jeans and t-shirt that he had worn the very first day of his arrival. He pulled the clothing out and kicked off his damned Mary Jane shoes. For the first time in ages, he felt comfortable in his skin again. He pulled on a clean pair of white socks and his only pair of ‘guy' jeans. He was about to pull on his black t-shirt when he heard the door handle click. Oh, shit!

He was shirtless and slightly bruised as he gazed at his girlfriend, Kagome. She was walking into their shared dorm room. She stopped, looking at him with wide eyes, and he smirked at her, forgetting who he was and what he currently looked like.

"Pervert!" she screamed in horror.

"What?" he asked in disbelief. It took him a second to look down at the rippling muscles around his ribs and his flat pectorals to realize that she hadn't seen him like this before. And, she had certainly never seen him as a human.

A trashcan smacked against his face. "Oww! What the fuck? Kagome, stop it. It's me..."

A heavy book slammed against his bruised flesh before the girl calmed down. She was still out of breath and had a wild look in her eyes before her gaze narrowed in on his face and she stuttered, "Inu-ya-sha?"

He couldn't help but to grin back at her. She was looking up and down at him. He noted with satisfaction that her gaze halted at his bare chest and lingered there longer than it should have. See something you like?

Kagome's mouth dropped open momentarily before shock registered on her features again. "What are you doing here?" she asked. Before he could think of an answer, she motioned toward his chest, flailing her arm up and down rapidly. "And why are you naked?"

Inuyasha looked down at his torso, and the oddity of his state of undress in the middle of a girls' dorm room finally dawned on him. Oh, shit! How could he explain to Kagome why her roommate's brother was standing half-naked in her room? He opened and closed his mouth like a gaping fish a few times but nothing came out. Finally, he sighed and scratched the back of his head. "Umm... I was checking out the damage?" he said sheepishly.

Kagome looked confused for a second before her eyes widened in alarm. "Oh, Kami! You're hurt!" she cried out. "What happened?" she asked as she started to furiously throw stuff around her closet in search of something.

Inuyasha could only look at his torso in the mirror and note the apparent damage. His ribs were starting to bruise. A gray shade of purple splotched his otherwise perfect torso and his cut lip was starting to swell. He winced as he lied through his teeth, "Nothing important. Got into a small fight."

"Ah ha," Kagome declared as she pulled out a white box with a red cross on the front. Suddenly, she was all business as she motioned for him to sit down on her futon.

She fell down on her knees in front of him and pulled out a piece of cotton and poured some disinfectant on it. "This might hurt a little," she said as she gingerly dabbed at the cut on his lip.

Inuyasha hissed when the material made contact with his open flesh, and Kagome's hand jerked back in fear. "I'm sorry," she whispered as she started to lower her hand, but he caught it.

"No," he said as he shook his head. "It...it doesn't hurt."

When the miko looked skeptical, he brought her hand with the cotton back to his lip to prove his point and started dabbing on it. Her gaze was fixed on his mouth, and she was biting her lip as they cleaned his wound together. He was quickly losing himself in her when she looked at him like that. "Doesn't hurt when you do it," he murmured in a daze.

Kagome's eyes snapped up to his before she looked away. It was becoming more difficult to keep eye contact with him and to not lean up and press her lips to his. She cleared her throat as she pulled out some gauze from the first aid kit. She turned her attention to his chest, thinking that it would be easier than looking at his face, but she quickly regretted her decision at the sight of his finely defined muscles. To distract herself, she asked, "Why do you look like this? I mean, why are you... human?"

He snorted in distaste at her question. "The perks of being a hanyou. This..." he motioned to his hair and eyes before he continued, "...happens once a month."

"Oh," was the miko's brilliant response. She was too busy trying to keep her hands from shaking as she applied ointment on his bruises. "I thought you were in China?" she asked offhandedly.

"I was not," Inuyasha blurted out, fighting valiantly to stay steady and to not moan under Kagome's ministrations. Her hands were so gentle and so soft as they danced over his ribs; he was having trouble breathing, let alone talking. "Well, not anymore," he managed to add after a few seconds. "I couldn't stay away..." his voice trailed off, for he couldn't speak his remaining thoughts. ...from you. I can never stay away from you.

Finished with her work, Kagome looked up at him with a smile. She blushed at his expression. His lips were parted; his breathing was shallow, but rapid. They were so close that she could feel the warmth from every puff of air he released on her face. His eyes were hooded, and his gaze was fixed on her mouth.

She gulped.

Her breath hitched in her throat when he closed the gap, and then, his lips were on hers: soft but firm, warm but fresh, and most of all, dangerously thrilling.

She froze.

Why was he kissing her? What was she supposed to do? Was she being unfaithful to Shaya by letting Inuyasha kiss her? Did it make her a harlot that she liked it, that she had wanted him to do it since she had laid eyes on him tonight? Would it make her a bad person if she kissed the brother after making out with the sister? Despite the barrage of questions, a bigger part of her brain and all of her heart and body registered the fact that it was the man of her dreams that was kissing her. It was his lips caressing hers so softly. And then, it was impossible not to respond.

Her eyes closed, and she let the excitement of their connection wash through her. Her heart was threatening to escape its cage as she kissed him back tentatively. Somewhere in her consciousness, she couldn't help but notice that his upper lip felt the same as Shaya's had between her lips, that he tasted exactly the same as his sister and that he nibbled on her lower lip before he withdrew just like Shaya had done every time they had kissed. Somehow, against all her reservations, this felt right... as right as it had felt with the hanyou girl.

The only difference was that her heart was beating faster now.

When he pulled away, she opened her eyes to see his violet orbs alight with desire. She blushed and looked down at her hands, fidgeting with the gauze. Peeking at him behind her eyelashes, she whispered breathlessly, "What was that for?"

His eyes widened a fraction, and he seemed at a loss for words as he scratched his head and gulped nervously. "Umm... For-for helping me, I guess," he answered finally.

She blushed even deeper and lowered her gaze back to her hands. As she nodded wordlessly, she couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of her mouth. If she had known he would thank her like that, she would've done something about it years ago.

Trying to diffuse the awkwardness that settled over them, she asked, "So, you didn't tell me why you were here..."

"Oh, yeah" he said before chuckling uneasily. Rubbing his neck, he turned his gaze away from Kagome as he explained, "Shaya's home tonight because... well, because she's taking care of Mom since... umm, since Mom's not feeling very well after her last trip to the mall. She must have overexerted herself, you know. So, yeah. Umm... Shaya sent me here to let you know."

Kagome narrowed her eyes as she carefully watched him squirm for an explanation. It didn't escape her notice that he wouldn't look her in the eye as he talked. Is he lying? Why would he need to lie? "That's very thoughtful of her..." she said slowly before adding, "...and of you." Looking him up and down, she asked, "How did you get in?"

"I climbed up the window." He grinned as she gasped in surprise. There was a long silence then, and he started feeling uncomfortable. Knowing that he was probably wearing out his welcome, he moved to stand up. "I should be going."

"No!" cried out the miko as her hand shot out to stop him. "I-I mean, y-you don't have to..." she stammered as she flushed under his questioning gaze. "I mean, you shouldn't... not when you're like this..." She pointed to his still naked chest and then turned a deeper shade of red. "Hurt! Not when you're hurt," she added hurriedly. She bit her lip anxiously before finally blurting out, "I'd feel better if you stayed the night."

He smiled at her and nodded wordlessly. After all, he could sneak out after his transformation in the morning and go to Sesshoumaru if the spell still was not working.

Silence stretched once again. Looking around nervously, Kagome spotted Shaya's sword lying against the wall in one corner. "It was very nice of your parents to pay for the repairs to the field," she started in an attempt to make conversation. "It must cost a lot... I mean, the field was a disaster."

"Keh! It was a disaster, wasn't it?" Inuyasha snickered in glee before puffing his chest out smugly. "It seems that dad wasn't wrong to give me the Tessaiga, after all." Now that they were on one of his favorite topics, he was excited and he was talking without thinking. "It'll be even more powerful the next time, you'll see. I can protect you from anything with that sword." He beamed at her with pride, completely missing the confusion reflected on Kagome's face.

His Tessaiga? He will protect me? Kagome was baffled. Why does it feel like I'm missing something here? She was already dazed after that kiss, and now, the questions in her head were giving her a headache. "That's very nice, indeed," she mumbled absentmindedly.

"Are you all right?" Inuyasha asked, concerned.

Shaking off her thoughts, she shrugged, trying to seem nonchalant. "Just tired is all."

"You should sleep, then. Go to bed, Kagome."

"So should you," she shot back. "Seems like you had a rough day. You need the rest more than I do."

He snorted at her words, but did not resist as she helped him stand up and handed him one of Shaya's sweat pants to wear to bed. To his dismay, she collected her clothes and left the room to change. He quickly shed his jeans and pulled on the comfy sweats before settling in his futon.

Kagome returned shortly wearing a short sleeved t-shirt and long pajama pants he had never seen on her before. He sighed as she got into the futon. She sent him a questioning glance, but he just shrugged. He didn't mean her to hear it, but the stillness of the night was on her side. She caught his words as he mumbled, "The red shorts looked much better."

The miko's mouth dropped open, but luckily, her back was to Inuyasha so he couldn't see her shock. When did he see my red shorts? I only wear them to bed! Even more confused now, she bid him good night and prayed for sleep to claim her so that her head would stop spinning. It took the poor girl a long while to fall asleep, but she finally did.

Inuyasha wasn't as lucky. He was on edge all night, waiting anxiously for the sunrise. He had never liked the nights of the new moon, but tonight was the worst of all. Instead of brooding over the absence of his powers, he worried about the damned concealment charm. He fingered the bracelet under the covers as he pondered all the possibilities that could take place if the spell didn't work come morning.

When, finally, dawn broke and the familiar thrill of his transformation washed over him, the hanyou took a deep breath, closed his eyes and put the bracelet on. He peeked at his hands with apprehension. A huge grin blossomed on his face when he was met with the sight of his neatly polished, very feminine claws and delicate fingers. It works! He looked down, and his grin widened when he saw that his previously hated bosom pushed against his shirt.

He released a sigh of relief. One of his problems was solved, now it was time to test his theory. Praying that he had been right, he tugged at the bracelet and had to bite his lip from crying out in joy when it came off easily and he was back to being a guy again. Fuck me! It works!

Just to make sure, he put on and took off the piece of jewelry several times before finally letting it stay on his wrist. Take that, Sesshoumaru! He smirked in triumph and winced as the cut on his lip reminded its presence with a sharp sting. Knowing that his wounds would be gone in a few hours, he relaxed in his bed and decided to get some sleep before it was time for their school trip to the hot springs.

He dreamed of his first date with Kagome as a guy and woke up with a start.

Shit! I forgot to ask her on a date! Dammit!

~~~oo0oo~~~

Saturday morning found a lone figure lurking in the shadows at the back entrance of the Seventh Heaven. His tall frame was covered by a long, dark coat. His face and hair were hidden under a fedora hat. The dog demon crossed the alley and stopped in front of the locked door. A low growl resonated in his chest as he stood with his hand on the padlock. His male pride wanted retribution; his demon demanded submission; the dog in him was in heat; and most of all, the lover in him ached to get his precious lady back.

Sesshoumaru would get what he wanted. He was here to make sure of that.

He had been through hell since the last time he had visited this place. He had agonized over everything Rin had done and said to him. He had been angry at her for having left him in the first place and for showing up in such a squalid place. And then, there was the way she had treated him... He still was angry. However, the joy of finding her after two years was quickly replacing any rational or irrational fury he felt at the circumstances he had found her in. After he had calmed down enough to think coherently, her parting words hadn't left his mind. Despite his initial reaction, he knew his Rin wouldn't act like this without a legitimate reason. What fueled his anger was that she could have told him everything from the beginning, and he would have helped her even if it killed him to do so. But, she had chosen to shut him out.

He closed his eyes against the resentment that washed over him once more. If Rin was hiding something, he was going to find out what it was.

He pushed the long claw of his pinkie into the lock. He could have easily broken the iron holding the door closed, but there was no reason to make it obvious that someone broke into the club. The lock opened with a click, and he sneaked through the door and into the dark halls of the Seventh Heaven. He scrunched his nose up in disgust at the lingering stench of sweat, heavy perfume and sex as he passed by the doors of several private playrooms.

He stopped and listened when he heard a noise. Someone was snoring nearby. He snorted at the ignorance of the sleeping member of the band of seven - the idiot who was left behind for the day to ensure the security of the club. He walked past the room where the annoying noise was coming from and stopped in front of the next door.

When he silently opened the door, a vague smirk pulled at the corner of his mouth. He found what he had been looking for. He stepped into the room and closed the door. On his right, a dozen monitors on the wall were showing different parts of the club. A small desk was perched in front of him with a computer that was still on, recording everything shown in the monitors. Sesshoumaru could see the back of his unrecognizable image in one of the screens. It didn't matter. He would get rid of those shots and reboot the system before he left.

To his left were a few filing cabinets. In two long strides, the dog demon stood before them and started his search. After trying a few drawers, he came upon a large pile of mini-DVDs that were lined up in perfect order. Checking the dates written on their covers, he easily found the one labeled with the date of his last visit. He pulled it out and closed the drawer before turning to the computer. Putting the DVD in, he quickly scanned through the video images stored in it. There it was: his Rin writhing on his lap as he sat there nearly naked and unable to touch her. The agony was clearly written on his face. He gulped down the surge of desire that rushed through his veins and pulled the DVD out. He pocketed his prize and left the room as silently as he had come, but not before deleting his most recent shots and rebooting the computer.

He was smirking while he locked the door up at the back of the club. The insignificant weight of his spoil in his pocket lifted a substantial amount of his distress. Tonight, he thought as he made his way back to the street. Tonight, I will get my answers and I will not be denied.

~~~oo0oo~~~

After a one-hour bus trip the entire senior class of the Shikon Boarding School had arrived at the Hakone Hot Springs. Headmistress Kaede put four girls per room at the Tenzan Hotel, which was at the shores of Lake Ashi. The entire place was filled with the smells of heavy minerals, and if you got close enough to any of the naturally occurring hot springs, the air would be filled with pleasantly warm steam. The hot springs dotted the grounds of the hotel and were interspersed with stone pathways and large outdoor spas of stone and wood.

Inuyasha and Kagome had been assigned one bed, while Kori and Ayame had been assigned the other bed in the small hotel room. Kori immediately ran off into the hot springs, without even unpacking. She seemed drawn to the ‘women's only nude bathing.'

However, Kagome felt that she should at least settle into the hotel room before rushing off. After she placed the final piece of cloth into the hotel room wardrobe, Kagome turned to Shaya. The girl was lounging on her bed in her bathrobe, her clothes already thrown haphazardly into one of the drawers. Shaya seems in a mad rush to get to the hot springs as well... Securing the ties of her pink bathrobe once more, the miko extended her hand to the hanyou. When Shaya took her hand with a lazy grin and stood up, she turned and led the way out of the room.

"So, Shaya," she started as they strolled down the hall hand-in-hand. "You still didn't tell me what you found out when you followed Rin yesterday."

Shaya cleared her throat nervously. "There isn't much to tell. She went into a club, and I followed her in. But soon, I realized that it wasn't a good place for a girl like me to be in so I... umm, I had to leave."

"A club?" asked Kagome, intrigued by the girl's discomfort, but Shaya only snorted in reply, refusing to tell her more about the place Rin had gone to. The miko huffed at the hanyou's attitude. "Well then," she drawled. "The next time, I'll go after her and see what this is about."

"The hell you will!" rose Shaya's voice as her grip tightened on Kagome's hand. When her girlfriend's eyebrows were lifted in disbelief, she hurried to explain, "Trust me, Kagome. That place is no good for you. If you go in there, you'll only get me in trouble ‘cause I'll have to beat the shit out a few bastards because of you."

As much as she wanted to be angry, Kagome could only roll her eyes at Shaya's protectiveness. Sometimes, she was too macho for a girl, which only reminded the miko of a certain handsome, male hanyou. Hmm... must add that to the list of ‘why I think there's something fishy about these two siblings.'

Last night with Inuyasha had been nothing short of amazing. Kagome had been so excited to have him so close that it took her a long while to fall asleep. That... and utter confusion. When she had opened her eyes early in the morning and turned to check on her long time crush, she had found Shaya sleeping soundly instead of Inuyasha. The hanyou girl had been wearing exactly the same clothes her brother had worn to bed. That had been the last straw after the weird conversation she had had with Inuyasha.

Kagome knew something was up. It didn't escape her notice that the two siblings talked and moved in the same way. All of that could be attributed to sharing the same genetics and having grown up together. But, they looked at her in the same way. They even kissed the same way! It was odd that she had never seen them next to each other, and when Inuyasha finally made his appearance, Shaya was nowhere to be seen. And, she realized, Shaya had been pushing her to date Inuyasha since she had met the girl. And then, there was the ridiculously large size of Shaya's clothes...

Yep, something's up, all right. And, if my name is Kagome, I'm going to solve this puzzle.

When she had asked, Shaya had told her that her brother had left early to avoid being caught and that she had returned to the dorm to be on time for their trip to the hot springs. Kagome pretended to buy the lame excuse. However, she knew all too well that Shaya was not an early riser and that there was no way in hell the girl would give up on her sleep and return to the dorms hours before they had to leave.

As crazy as it sounded, Kagome wanted to believe that there was indeed a man under that feminine exterior - specifically, the man she had dreamed of for years. Because if that was the case, all the times she had dreamed of kissing Inuyasha in Shaya's arms and the intensity of her emotions for the two siblings would finally make sense. If that was the case, she would no longer feel like a harlot because of her readiness to give it up to both the brother and the sister. If that was the case...

...Inuyasha was going to be in big trouble.

Her eyes narrowed dangerously to the oblivious hanyou who was leading the way excitedly to the nude bathing area. Now, as she was dragged by her girlfriend to the hot springs, only one thing was on her mind: She was going to find out the truth. She caught up to the silver-haired goddess and beamed a smile at her. If Shaya had known what was behind that gorgeous grin, she wouldn't have returned it with so much enthusiasm.

Once they reached the natural pool reserved for women, some of their classmates were already enjoying the hot water along with other patrons. As they stood at the edge, Kagome stiffened. Knowing that the object of her longtime affections, the man she had admired from afar for years, might be standing next to her was making her feel self-conscious. She almost changed her mind. However, for once, she managed to push her insecurities aside. What had to be done, had to be done.

Letting Shaya's hand go, she gave the hanyou a seductive wink before shedding her bathrobe and exposing her nude body to her (or, maybe his) gaze. Well, she thought as she waded into the water before Shaya. If it's a ‘he,' he has already seen everything anyway.

...and touched, the devil in her head added, and she blushed even as that thought made her feel strangely comfortable. She settled into one corner of the pool and watched Shaya drop her robe and step into the water. She bit her lip when she noticed the hunger in the hanyou's eyes as she approached her slowly. This might be easier than I anticipated.

"Shaya?" asked Kagome once the girl sat down next to her.

"Yeah?" was Shaya's dreamy reply.

The miko giggled and put her hand on Shaya's shoulder. She started with soft caresses as she asked, "Will you let me give you a massage? Please? You'll like it, I promise."

"Uh-huh," said the hanyou dazedly.

Flashing her companion a sugary smile, Kagome urged her to turn her back and started working her magic on the tightly coiled muscles beneath her fingers. Too tight... too thick... Definitely doesn't feel like what it's supposed to. As the hanyou became putty in her hands, Kagome berated herself for not noticing this before. This can't be a woman's body, can it? But how do you know for sure if your girlfriend is indeed a girl? She glanced at Shaya's voluptuous bosom and further down between her long legs and she smirked evilly.

Let's see what you have down there, Sha-ya.

oOoOoOo

oOoOoOo

Inuyasha closed his eyes as he gave in to the sensation of Kagome's hands on his skin. The warmth of the water complimented the softness of her hands perfectly, and he relaxed under her touch despite his better judgment. With each feathery stroke, the din of the surrounding chatter faded into the background until there was only the hanyou and his beautiful miko with magical fingers. Her hands ghosted over his neck, leaving a trail of sparks in their wake before gliding down to his shoulders. She started a sensual massage on his stiff muscles, alternating between caressing his heated skin and applying the right amount of pressure in the right places.

When she started to inch her way down to his chest, he came crushing back down to the earth and immediately stiffened. Shit! She can't find out that I don't have tits! Trying to be inconspicuous, he leaned forward, effectively pushing his chest out of her reach. He could swear that he heard her huff before she proceeded to massage his back. Relieved, he let out the breath he hadn't known he had been holding in a long whoosh.

His ears perked up as the sound of two arguing teenagers rose above the ever-present buzz around the multitude of spas. A girl with short, dark hair stood near the pool, holding a small, black pig with a yellow polka-dotted scarf around its neck in her arms. She looked menacing as she glared daggers at the red-haired girl with a pig-tail that stood next to her. The latter seemed unperturbed despite her companion's demeanor with her hands resting lazily on her hips and a challenging glint in her blue eyes. He tried to focus on their banter, hoping that it would dissuade his growing erection thanks to Kagome's sinful ministrations.

"Ranma, you pervert! I told you to get out of here," growled the girl with short, dark hair.

"Give me that pig, and I'll be gone, all right," shot back the redhead. Regardless of the distance, Inuyasha could hear her clearly as she mumbled under her breath, "As if I'd ever want to see you naked."

Apparently, the other girl did not hear the softly uttered words as she continued her tirade. "No! What is your problem with P-chan?!" She clutched the little pig tighter to her chest. Shaya cocked his head in confusion when it seemed that the pig actually blushed when it was pressed up against the girl's naked bosom.

"I don't have a problem with that stupid pig, Akane! It's just..." Seemingly at a loss for words, Ranma growled in frustration before she reached to grab the pig. Her attempt was expertly dodged by her friend.

"It's just what?!" shouted the one called Akane.

The redhead looked sheepish as she scratched her head. "Hot water is not good for pigs?" she explained finally. It sounded more like a question to the hanyou's ears, but he couldn't be sure because it was getting harder to concentrate as Kagome's fingers glided down the sides of his chest inch by agonizing inch.

He bit his lip to stifle a moan just as he heard the frightening girl with a soft spot for pigs screech, "That is stupid!"

"Oh, yeah?" shot back Ranma intelligently. "And, you're so un-cute!"

Kagome's hands reached his abdomen, getting dangerously close to the now throbbing ‘little Tessaiga' right as the short-haired girl's face started to get impossibly red. Inuyasha stiffened for a fraction of a second before jumping up to his feet and out of the pool in one huge leap. He grabbed a random towel lying next to his feet. Without a glance back at the open-mouthed miko he left behind, he dashed through the steps that led out of the spa area. He had to get out of there and away from her, or else... Or else, I won't be held fucking responsible for my fucking actions, dammit!

"Ahhhh!" Akane's voice rose in an exasperated scream followed by the sound of something falling hard into the water when the hanyou stumbled on the path leading to the nearby lake.

Lake... Cold water... Gotta cool down... Fuck!

Damp locks of silver hair clung to his flushed skin as he ran toward his salvation without regard to how much he was flashing to prying eyes as he ran with only the cover of a flimsy towel. Water dripped down the tips of his long hair, leaving a disrupted trail as his bare feet raced along the pathway. After a few seconds, which felt like minutes to the suffering teenager, the green of the woods finally gave way to the deep blue of water. Happy to see that the lake was closer than he expected, he slowed down to a trudge, letting out a little sigh of relief in the process.

Running was not pleasant with a raging hard-on.

When he reached the edge of the water, he let the towel drop, exposing his body in all of its feminine glory and not giving a damn about it. Keh! Nobody's around, anyway. About to put his beautifully painted toes in the cool goodness, he heard angry cries coming from the pathway he had taken. He glanced over his shoulder and saw a dark-haired, pig-tailed boy wearing the exact same bathrobe the redheaded girl, Ranma, had been wearing running toward where he stood. The boy was followed by a group of enraged women in towels, insistently calling him a pervert in between shouted promises of death.

The hanyou's jaw dropped at the bizarre scene. His curious eyes met the boy's for a second, and the boy's blue orbs widened before he lost his foot and tumbled to the ground with a sound ‘oof.' During his moment of weakness, a couple of women blocked his way to the lake and instead, he dived into the woods, the angry mob short on his tail.

Inuyasha chuckled at the poor guy's predicament before he was painfully reminded of his reason for being there in the first place. Not having any patience left, he ran into the water and dived in, letting the blissful coolness surround his taut muscles. He had swum in deeper and then returned when he saw the same boy stumble out of the woods and run straight for the lake. The strange boy jumped in, and in a few seconds, he was back on his feet, standing waist deep in the water.

The only problem was that he wasn't a ‘he' anymore. What Inuyasha saw that in his place was none other than the pig-tailed girl, Ranma. The girl smiled sweetly at the group of women still looking for the boy as they passed by the lake. When they saw that they lost his trail and headed back to the hot springs, the girl's shoulders slumped and she sighed in relief.

The hanyou shook his head, trying to come up with an explanation to what he had witnessed. Thinking that he was hallucinating due to too much exposure to hot water, he dived in again.

He swam toward the girl and rose to his feet a few steps away from her. To his immense relief and confusion, she was still a girl. So, I wasn't dreaming.

They stood silent for a few seconds before Ranma said, "You were a girl," at the same time Inuyasha blurted out, "You were a guy."

The hanyou's ears twitched at the sound of his very male voice. "What the ...?" he mumbled as he looked down to see his broad chest and defined abdomen. He raised his hand and cursed when he noticed the absence of his bracelet. Fuck! After weeks of torture, I was able to take it off once, and now, it falls down on its own accord. Now, I'll have to look for it in a fucking lake! But, that will have to wait for a little while.

Returning his attention back to the boy-turned-girl, his gaze met hers dead on. Their eyes narrowed, appraising each other, and then widened as they both came to a conclusion.

She must have a fucking concealment spell like mine! Still, Inuyasha eyed the redhead warily, wondering how a human pulled off something like that without any demonic aura.

Ranma smiled at his hesitancy. "Don't worry, my friend. It seems like we have the same problem."

"You're under the same spell, too?" asked the hanyou, surprised that she acknowledged it so easily.

"Yeah. I'd rather call it a curse, though." grumbled the girl.

"Right with you there." Inuyasha snickered before he looked at Ranma critically. Her bathrobe had come undone during her haste, and she was flashing her breasts to his gaze. She didn't seem to mind that, though, which could only mean one thing..."So, you're really a guy under all that, right?"

"Of course, I am," huffed Ranma proudly, throwing out his chest and wrapping his arms under his ample bosom.

"Wow. I wonder if mine look as real." Intrigued, Inuyasha reached out and poked the pig-tailed redhead's chest experimentally, expecting to find a flat chest like his own. What he found out was not what he had been expecting. Something soft and fleshy met his fingertips.

"Eek! Stop it, you pervert!" screamed Ranma

"Oh, shit! You're a girl!" cried out Inuyasha.

"No! You're a girl!" shot back the only one who sported tits at the moment.

"I'm not a fucking girl!" growled the silver-haired boy rightfully.

"Neither am I!" screeched the redhead in a shrill voice that sent the hanyou's ears hiding among his bangs.

"What the...?" started Inuyasha, flabbergasted, before he gave up on trying to figure out the weird girl-boy-girl in front of him. His irritation rose each second he spent standing there until finally he growled out, "This is fucked up." He turned from the confusing creature and dived under the water. He swam the way he had come, searching for his lost bracelet and wanting to put as much distance between himself and the ‘not really a girl, but not really a boy, either' person.

He found the bracelet rather easily, since his hanyou eyes were much more acute than the average human being. Once he resurfaced, he cried with joy. When he looked back, Ranma was already gone. Thank God. I don't think I can stand her... him... her...

Oh, fuck!

Determined to forget all about ‘I'm-not-a-girl-but-I-have-real-tits-Ranma,' he slowly waded toward the shore where his towel lay forgotten, all the while struggling to put his bracelet back on and swearing as he failed to do so. When he finally reached the dry land, his ears caught a weak noise that sounded like a little whimper. His head shot up, and he gasped in both surprise and fear.

There, a few feet in front of him, stood none other than Kagome, staring at him with her doe eyes wide open.

oOoOoOo

20 minutes ago...

Her mouth hanging open and a little bit startled, Kagome watched Shaya jump out of the pool and run away with a flimsy towel around her voluptuous form. She's running away... from me! Now, the miko knew for sure that the hanyou girl was hiding something. She could tell from the way Shaya's body had felt under her hands. How did I miss that before? And, the way the girl had shied away from any contact with her private parts. And now, she high-tailed out of there as if her tail was on fire. What are you hiding, Shaya?

Determined to find out the truth and not wanting to lose her roommate-slash-girlfriend's trail, Kagome waded out of the pool as fast as she could. Wrapping the first towel she could get her hands on over her nude form, she ran after Shaya and saw her take the pathway that led to the lake. Quickening her strides, the miko followed.

When she made it to the lake, her dog-eared lover was standing at the shore. She let her towel fall, exposing all of her ethereal beauty to the sunlight and prepared to step into the water. Angry shouts were heard back from the pathway right then, and Kagome dove behind the closest tree to hide from the hanyou's curious gaze that swept in her direction a second later. The lesbian couple watched separately from their respective places as an almost naked boy came running toward the lake followed by a group of enraged women. He lost his footing for a moment, which let two women block his way to the lake to corner him. Seeing that, he dove into the forest, and his pursuers followed after him with cries of, "Come here, you pervert!"

Returning her attention back to the hanyou, Kagome watched her dive in and swim back and forth. The running boy showed up again, dashing out of the woods and diving straight into the water. Kagome slapped her mouth to keep from gasping out loud when she saw a red-haired girl resurface instead of the dark-haired boy. Shaya looked surprised as well as she shook her head as if to clear her sight. Then, she dove under water and emerged in front of the other girl...

...as a very male Inuyasha.

Kagome's jaw dropped. Kami! Even though she had been expecting this, she wasn't really expecting to witness it. She blinked a few times, unable to form a coherent thought, and watched the duo in the lake interact in a dazed stupor. Finally, the duo parted not so amicably, and Inuyasha went back to swimming while the other boy - or was it really a girl? - waded out of the water and stomped past the miko's hiding place toward the hot springs.

Still overwhelmed with her findings, her gaze returned to the hanyou. Once close to the shore, he stood up, exposing the upper half of his chest to the warm air. His head was down as he fidgeted with something in his hands while he waded to the edge of the water. Kagome couldn't see his boyish face since it was shadowed by his damp bangs. However, she could see the rest of him as it was revealed to her inch by delicious inch with each step he took, and she drank in the sight greedily. The sunlight bathed his glistening skin in golden hues. Silver tendrils clung to his broad shoulders; a blazing wave of light danced its way up and down his wet mane with his every move. He was lean, and yet the muscles on his torso oozed a barely concealed power as he obliviously approached her with striking grace.

She found her feet moving of their own accord, taking her toward the shore. She couldn't help it; he was utterly magnificent, and she was irrevocably drawn to him. She stood a few feet before him once he finally stepped on land. He was still fumbling with what looked like a piece of jewelry in his hands, too engrossed in his task to notice her presence. Softly uttered curses caressed her ears as she let her eyes wander freely. He looked even better up close. Perhaps, it was because she knew she could touch him if she only reached for him. She felt hot all over as if his smooth skin radiated heat, as if he was the sun and she would get burnt if she stepped any closer. And, she wanted to get burnt.

The miko finally managed to look away from his finely defined stomach only to peek further down. A shiver ran up her spine at the sight that greeted her down there. Oh, my. Definitely magnificent. She could vaguely remember having felt something in Shaya's jeans when they had danced at the club. And, I think I might have grabbed it! She flushed at the thought. A soft whimper escaped her before she could bite her lip to stop it. Inuyasha's ears perked up at the sound, and his head shot up to meet her gaze. Seeing the shock in his eyes, she finally snapped out of her daze.

Busted, Sha-ya.

Reviews are almost as exciting as a hot hanyou in a cold lake.
Next chapter: Kagome's reaction, more fun at the hot springs, another visit to the Seventh Heaven and Sesshoumaru's payback.

Authors' Notes:

#1: Onee-chan = Older Sister

#2: The Hakone hot springs are 100km outside of Tokyo and are a major tourist attraction.

#3: If you were confused by Inuyasha/Ranma interaction at the lake, remember that Ranma, who is actually a boy, turns into a real girl when he's exposed to cold water. So, when Ranma sees Shaya getting into the cool waters of the lake while he's running by the lake and then is met with Inuyasha in the lake, he assumes that the hanyou is actually a girl that is under a similar curse as he. We couldn't help but to put our two gender-bending Rumiko heroes into the story together!
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