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Inseminated Love

By SFP
DISCLAIMER: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. YuYu Hakusho belongs to Yoshihiro Togashi. I make no money from any of this.
A/N: This is a repost of the original. Thank you AnimeHuntress. You�re a doll for taking the time to beta my stories for me.

Ch.5

Kurama sighed as he came out of the kitchen, into the dinning room, headed for the sitting room of his small one-bed room apartment. Sometimes he forgot how dulled human hearing could be, but even then, his mother, limited human hearing and all should have heard that, what with how loud he had just spoken. �Maybe I should suggest she get her hearing checked, there could be something wrong.�

�Mother, didn�t you hear me?� Kurama stepped into the sitting room, �I asked who was at the . . .� His voice trailed off along with his steps as he spotted just whom it was his mother had greeted at the door. �What the�� Kurama was very rarely genuinely surprised, now, just happened to be one of those times. Why would the police be at his door?

His strides picked up again carrying him to his mothers side. Once there, his hand came to rest gently on the bend of the older woman�s elbow. He stared at the two uniformed police officers for a moment before blinking slowly, yet his mind quickly came out of his mild stupor.

He raised a deceptively delicate eyebrow at the two people who were still staring at him. He was used to the slightly dazed looks his masculine beauty seemed to always cause. Yet� seeing it on the faces of two of Tokyo�s finest was somewhat entertaining.

�May I help you?�

The woman officer grunted. Her eyes narrowing slightly, making the creases in her face stand out that much more and lending her an age that had not previously been there before. She had the look of someone who let life get to them on a regular basis, and she wore it like a protective shell. Suddenly there was a silent almost hostile air about the woman, this was also something that hadn�t been there before the narrowing of her eyes. It put the fox avatar on edge, though he did not let it show in the least.

When the female spoke, her voice carried a note of distaste in it, something Kurama had never had directed at him right off the bat before. At least never by a woman in any case� until now that is.

�Are you Shuichi Minamino?�

Kurama�s right eyebrow fallowed his left in the lift to reach his hairline. �Hmm, this is certainty... unusual.� �Yes I am he. What might I do for you� fine officers today?� When he said this, he studied the female staring him down intently, gauging her reactions. It was about as close to a leer as he could get with his mother standing right there next to him. The female glared more, surprising yet amusing the fox at the same time. Was she, by chance mad� because she was attracted to him? �Hmm...�

This time it was the male officer who spoke up, his voice neutral. �We have a few questions we need to ask. May we come in for a moment?�

�Yes of course, please, do come in.� If his mother had not been there right then, he would have told them no and that they could state their business right where they were standing. However, that was not the case. Besides, He did not have anything here in his home to hide� At least nothing they could see.

�Would you like some tea?� Shiori always the polite one, asked. Her voice did come out a little wobbly though.

Her son, who still had his arm on the bend of her elbow, noticed the fine tremble that ran the length of her body. Her hand also continued to flutter around the region of her throat, worrying him some. He walked with her over to the couch, helping her to sit, then turned to the officers who had fallowed them in. His mother seemed fine, just a little preoccupied with thought was all.

�No thank you ma�am,� the male officer replied, his head bowing some to the kind woman. �But perhaps you won�t mind if we have a few words with Mr. Minamino? Privately?�

Shiori looked up at them then, her eyes clearing of the past quickly. �But... I�m his mother. Surely whatever you need to say to him can be said in front of�?�

She stopped talking, frowning almost sternly at the male officer who was currently shaking his head in a negative fashion.

Kurama was really interested now.

�I�m sorry ma�am, this is a private investigation. It doesn�t really involve you.� �Yet,� was the thought in Officer Young�s head. �I know I wouldn�t want to discuss this kind of thing in front of my own mother.�

�All right... I see.� Shiori stood up on surprisingly sure legs. �I�ll just go check on dinner then.� Her voice was slightly pinched; probably do to the fact that her lips were pursed in disapproval.

Kurama was just happy it was not directed at him. He also, was not going to point out the fact that he had just checked on dinner. He could feel the slight upset radiating off her, along with heavier feelings of worry and curiosity. If dinner happened to be the way she wanted to distract herself from the fact that her son was soon going to be questioned by the police, he would not begrudge her that.

Kurama fallowed the slow, heavy movements of his mother with his eyes as she left the sitting room. A few moments after Shiori had departed the room, a throat clearing itself pulled his eyes from the doorway his mother had just vacated through.

The female officer had pulled out a small notepad and pen, her eyes locked on to him like a tiger gauging which angle to strike from. Kurama almost smiled like a predator himself, but held the impulse back. They had no idea just who he was. And probably like most never would.

As he waited for the officers to question him, he thought of what it might be that brought them to him. What in the world could they be investigating that involved him, yet could not be discussed in front of his mother?

There was no possible way the �authorities� could know anything about the spirit detectives. Of that he was sure, and even if someone had witnessed something out of the ordinary, who would believe him or her? Oh yes, the police would really take it seriously if someone came to them saying he and his friends had eradicated some kind of �monster�.

Preposterous, besides, now a day, ever since Koenma�s father had disbanded them, they had to take extra precautions not to be caught. They did the cases Koenma came to them about, without alerting the godling�s father to their regrouping.

Of course this meant extra danger for them� If they were caught, Koenma would not be able to step in and save them, not that they needed him to anyway� But if they ever did, he could not, and would not do so. His father would kill them all� His own son included, for ever daring to disobey him. God�s could be such assholes when they felt like it.

At least the risk was well worth it now that Koenma was forced to pay them for the shit they did, like hell they were going to risk being killed for nothing. It was also nice that they could pick and choose which cases they took. As for the cases they would not take, Koenma had to deal, because there was nothing he could do to them now that they were �free agents� with a price. Yusuke and Keiko�s relationship had improved by leaps and bounds since that little fact had been acknowledged. The money was a nice little factor too.

�Mr. Minamino, have you ever been to the woman�s clinic at Tokyo Providence Hospital, in the upper east-side?�

Kurama come back from his musings at the question. �What a strange inquiry,� he thought. �Um, no, I can�t say as I have, though my being male and not female might have a little to do with that.�

Neither officer smiled at his little quip. Of course, neither did he, his face kept its bland expression.

�Asshole,� officer Tyke thought. She, a woman who did not particularly care for men at the moment, pending divorce from her lousy cheating husband, felt like wiping the superiority out of those jade green eyes with a well placed smack of her hand. She could not do that though� so words would be her weapon of choice in this battle of the sexes.

Nope. She was not bitter. Not at all...

�Okay then, do you know how your seminal fluid came to be somewhere, where you claim to have never been before Mr. Minamino?�

Kurama blinked his now very rounded eyes, his mouth falling open for a few seconds. �What the hell?!!!� he cleared his throat, the sound coming out more like he was chocking then anything else. �Pardon me?!!� Kurama had never heard his voice so� high-pitched before. He felt as if someone had just belted him in the stomach, with his or her car, or maybe a truck?

Officer Tyke felt a little smug, seeing the surprise covering this male�s face. �Didn�t think you�d be caught, huh bastard? Stupid males! You give them the best years of your life and��

Nope. Definitely not bitter at all...

�I said...� she started again

�I heard you... Its just... What?� Kurama was a little dazed and confused something that never, ever happened to him.

Officer Young spoke up again. He felt sorry for the guy, being ambushed by his partner like that. Yet, if the clear surprise and shock he could read on the man�s face was an act� But what if it wasn�t? What was the real truth here? �Have you ever donated seminal fluid Mr. Minamino?�

�Yup, definitely a truck...�

�Gods no! What the hell kind of questions are these?! What is this?!� Anger was seeping into Kurama�s voice, humming tension right beneath the surface.

Officer Young could completely understand the guy�s anger. �I would be angry at the invasion of privacy too.� He once again took pity on the male. Maybe it was just because he too was a male.

�Last week we were called to the clinic in question. It appears as if your seminal fluid might have been employed, for something well� unorthodox. Of course testing will have to be done to make sure but�� The male officer shrugged his shoulders at the red-haired man, noticing his partner glaring at him from the corner of his eye. �Tough shit, innocent until proven guilty.�

Kurama was becoming increasingly confused by the situation. Something he did not like in the least. �Exactly what kind of clinic is this? I mean... how bad could it possibly be?� Kurama was envisioning acts of property-defacement. �How the hell would my seminal� Suiki!� Kurama had been thinking aloud.

�What is it? Do you remember something that might help out with the case?� Officer Young was never one to turn down a break in a case. They came too few and far between in his humble opinion.

�Suiki, a woman I� dated for a while, works in a clinic as a nurse. I don�t know for sure if it is the one you are referring to. But, we did recently go our separate ways.� Kurama ran a hand through his hair in agitation. �She didn�t take the break up well I�m afraid.� Kurama stared at the officers before him, yet was not focused on them. Instead, his mind was replaying his last moment with his former lover.

�Do you know her last name? Address? Phone-number? Anything?� the male officer had pulled out his own small notebook and was currently taking notes, along with his partner, who appeared to be doing the same.

Kurama was shaking his head in a negative movement, his mind working franticly to try to understand the situation as a whole. If he ever saw that, �Woman� again, she would not like the repercussions of this slight to his person. �No, we would always meet at the same motel, same time, same days. I do happen to know she�s married though.� If only he had been more interested in the woman, and not just her body...

�Well Mr. Minamino. I can assure you the situation is extremely grave.� Officer Young replied after replacing his own little note book back in his back pocket. They would have some checking around to do still, but some info was better then none whatsoever.

Kurama�s eyes snapped back into focus, zeroing in on the other mans eyes quickly. The bottom of his stomach seemed to drop out of existence suddenly, seeing the look in the other mans eyes. �What do you mean? How so?�

It was the female officer who spoke this time, her voice grave, bordering on harsh, �the clinic is an artificial insemination clinic. Congratulations Mr. Minamino, you might be a father soon.�

Both the officers and Kurama snapped around at the sound of glass shattering from the kitchen area.

His heart was beating too fast, and he actually felt like he was going to pass out� But it was funny, the one and only thought that rang like a yell in his head was. . .

�At least I know now, that I don�t have to talk to mother about getting her hearing checked.�

A/N: YES! Longest chapter yet!!!

Hmmm. Tell me, does anyone else here have a problem with their muses being attracted to something in particular? Because, *sigh* my muses seem to be particularly interested in water! This chapter came to me while washing the dishes, and in all honesty it could have come from me listening to music (cannot clean the house without music! Must have music!!) However, I am starting to notice a pattern here� This story started out while I was . . . Yup, you guessed it, washing the dishes! (But it does not happen all the time either! Pesky muses! If it did, I do believe I would have one of the longest stories in history! I wash many dishes . . . . @_@)

In addition, mishaps in motion started out while I was in the shower (no music that time, as I rather fancy not being electrocuted, thank you very much! ^_^; *small bathroom.* Insert pouting here please.-*) later chapters of this story also came to me while I was soaking in the tub.

How the mighty fall - mopping the floor.

So this is my thoughts on it . . . Maybe I should go swimming in the ocean?? I mean . . . if they like water that much, who am I to hold them back, right? And maybe, just maybe I would come up with an ah-inspiring story out of the deal. . . (o_0) *sigh* now I just need to talk my husband into it. -the man hates water! (Swimming, not showering. LOL.) *insert French accent here* �Sacrilege I tell you!�- And the drive is a long one . . . . . . (Rubs hands together in an evil way.)

Ok . . . Well enough of my babbling. *rubs head sheepishly* sorry bout that.

Over n out.

~SFP~
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