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InuYasha, P.I.	By : drcomalfy Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 7767 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Case 9: Ekiedo Grand
Kouga had been dozing off in front of his TV, snuggled with a big bag of potato chips that had been securely tucked under his arm and a tall bottle of beer resting at the foot of the couch when a loud pounding at his door startled him awake, nearly giving him a heart attack in the process.
Needless to say, the chips went flying in all different directions while the arms and legs of the ookami did something similar as he crashed face first in a rather ungraceful decent onto the floor.
The bottle of beer, feeling slightly left out at this point, decided to defy the laws of physics and gravity and tipped itself over on its own, joining in on the mess.
The insistent knocking continued as the grumbling demon picked himself up off the floor, casting a sorrowful look at the torn and mutilated bag of potato chips that were now strewn across his Persian rug.
More knocking sounded throughout his spacious apartment.
An evil glare aimed itself at the door.
Fucking solicitors. Who the hell did they think they were, trying to break down his door at the ungodly hour of – Kouga stared blearily at the microwave's digital display back in the kitchen. 88:88? Damn, he still needed to reset that from the blackout a few months back. He glanced around for another clock. Ah. – At the ungodly hour of 5:06pm?
Maybe if he was quiet enough they'd go away thinking he wasn’t home? Hmm. Trying this course of action the demon attempted to maneuver his way around the ruined snackage and back on to the comfortable cushions of the couch, fully prepared to just ignore the noise and go back to sleep for another hour or so. His attempt, unfortunately, was futile from the get go.
More knocking sounded, followed by a bit of colorful cursing and kicking of the door.
Who the hell did this person think they were abusing his door like tha-!
"Kouga! You bastard, I know you're in there! I can smell your beer and chips!"
Ah, Inuyasha. Who else?
With a sigh of defeat, Kouga sluggishly danced over his beloved chips to unlock the door, fully prepared to fix the half-breed with a deadpanned glare, only to find a plastic bag shoved in his face instead. Which looked a little green if he squinted really, really hard... and was that... mold?
What the hell?
"Here ya go, wolf shit. I need to borrow a new suit and you gotta give me a ride. I already showered back at my place, so I'll be ready in a few," Inuyasha greeted as he hurried into the luxurious suite and disappeared down the hall on his way to the master bedroom without so much as a passing glance.
Confused out of his only partially-conscious mind, Kouga raised a hand to wave at his partner as he stalked off before turning his attention back to the plastic bag he was still holding.
"What... is this... exactly?" he muttered, fully expecting an answer to be shouted back at him.
When none came, the ookami took matters into his own hands and began to undo the triple…quadra…septa-knot? Geez, just how many times did that stupid dog need to tie a bag closed?
Grumbling, Kouga tried to peer through the translucent material to see what was inside, but all he could make out was that whatever was in there was dark in color and slightly damp if the moist, collecting precipitation inside was anything to go by.
Ripping the bag open, the demon promptly passed out as a smell foul enough to wake the dead assaulted his nose.
Coming to a full two seconds later, Kouga rushed to the kitchen where he dumped the bag's contents into the sink. Gagging as the smell became ten times more potent outside the confines of its case, he quickly covered his nose with his sleeve and turned the water on in hopes of drowning away some of the odor.
Shit! Just what in the seventh circle of hell did that dog shit bring him?
Squinting at the now-soaking wet cloth material, Kouga tried to figure out just what exactly it was that he was looking at without getting too close. So he opted for poking the thing with a spatula.
Moving the end of the cloth to one side, Kouga caught a glimmer of something that resembled the tag of an expensive ensemble...
N-n-no... No! His eyes went huge as his mind denied what it was seeing.
...Holy fucking Mother of Jesus-fucking-Christ himself. Please, please, please, do not let that be what he thought it was.
Another flip and there it was, in all its ungodly, hellish glory.
The splash of red. The telltale signature tag.
Oh god. It was.
"INUYASHA!" Kouga all but roared, to which he simply received a muffled "Yeah, what?" in reply. "WHAT THE FUCKING HELL DID YOU DO TO MY FIVE THOUSAND DOLLAR SUIT?"
"I returned it! What's it look like, dumbass?"
"You returned it? You returned it?! You fucking RUINED it, you little fucking shithead!" Kouga was beside himself with fury as he hurriedly turned the tap off in a pathetic attempt to save what he could of his 'chemical dry clean only' suit before storming over to the bedroom. "Why the hell does it smell like death, decay, and rotting fish?!"
"Oh, that," Inuyasha replied, in the middle of trying on his seventh shirt. "Well, I meant to return it to you right away, so I put it in my old gym bag to give to you. But then I kept forgetting to bring it with me to the office, and after a while, the smell started to seep outta the bag. So I took the suit outta there and put it in the plastic bag. And just like that, the smell went away!"
Here, the hanyou paused in the midst of taking off shirt number seven as he felt an ominous, black aura surrounding him. His ears twitched, and one look in the wolf's direction had him thinking he'd be better off hiding in the closest, hurrying his little clothing rental along.
Kouga snarled as his claws twitched with the need to rip something to shreds. Of course the smell went away! It was sealed in an airtight plastic bag, where it could grow and fester for days on end! Housing tiny homes of mold people... who reproduced in their little mold houses!
"Inuyasha." A deep breath was taken in an attempt to calm his rumbling temper. "This gym bag you said you put the suit in... It wouldn't happen to be the same gym bag you used throughout middle and high school to store your P.E. sneakers in, both of which were never washed during those six years, nor in the time after, would it?"
Inuyasha snorted as if the wolf was stupid. "Do you know of any other gym bags I might own?"
A vein popped as the ookami's eyebrow twitched.
Okay, so that explained the death and decay, but what about the rotting fish?
"Oh, and for the record, the suit smelled before I put it in the bag. I think it's from when I was staking out the Dokkasu Port for a few hours. That's also why it's a little damp."
The Dokkas-! Fucking hell, how could he have forgotten! How could he have overlooked that very LARGE detail of when he'd saved that little shit's ass - that he had been wearing his 5k suit! Holy fuck! That port was known for violating just about every health, safety, and sanitary code in existence!
"You idiot!" Kouga exploded, taking out his own stupidity on his partner. "You fucking moron! Just how brain dead do you have to be to wear a borrowed five-fucking-thousand dollar suit to a stakeout in the dirtiest slum of the city?"
Inuyasha walked back out of the closet with shirt number twelve (or maybe it was fifteen) and rolled his eyes. "It's not like I had the time to run home and change, smartass. It happened the same night I borrowed the thing in the first place," he explained while eyeing himself in the full length mirror before nodding in approval.
Dark gray, body tight sweaters weren't his usual thing, but if they made him look this good, then he'd gladly make an exception. Besides, the fabric was soft and warm, so it felt like he was being hugged by a blanket (or the warm embrace of a lover, Inuyasha's subconscious added).
"That's IT! That was my favorite suit!" Kouga cried, pissed beyond reason. "I am calling in every damn debt you've ever owed me! Including all those times I bought you lunch of my own free will! AND for all the times-!"
Inuyasha stopped listening in favor of slipping on a pair of nice loafers. Not as comfortable as his grungy old pair, but with shoes like these, he felt like he could take on the world. Man, these shoes were the perfect touch! Now he knew what Kagome was talking about when she was trying to explain to him why girls liked buying so many shoes.
Although, while he was still mad at her for whatever reason, he had calmed down enough to the point where he no longer wished for her to be hit by a dump truck. No, now he just wanted her to be hit by a taxi. Twice.
Exiting the bedroom with a borrowed jacket in hand, Inuyasha was pleased to note that Kouga followed him out, albeit he was still ranting and raving.
Taking no note of whatever Kouga was going on about, the hanyou grabbed his partner's car keys and patiently waited by the coat closet as Kouga slipped on a pair of shoes and jacket ("I mean, what, do you not believe in courteously dry cleaning someone's shit before you return it to them, you fuc-") before handing him his keys and leading the way out of the apartment and down to the parking garage.
Once there, Inuyasha led the way to parking space I69, where Kouga's second car – a cool, red car – resided. Moving over to the passenger side door, the half demon rolled his eyes as the ranting went from the suit to his supposed lack of etiquette.
"Honestly, is it really so hard to politely knock and wait for an answer?" Kouga asked as he unlocked both doors so they could climb in, before he backed out. "Or even ring the doorbell a few times! Hell, ring it a few hundred times even! Anything is better than me freaking out as you wake me up as if you've got the Naga yakuza chasing your tail!"
Inuyasha snorted. "Turn right when you hit the next light."
"Not only that, but you made me spill my barbeque flavored potato chips! All over my rug! My Persian rug! Do you have any idea how hard that is to clean? That rug is a 1900’s Persian Sultanabad rug! It cost me over three million yen!"
"You wanna take the freeway until you hit 3rd Street, then make a left."
"If I can't get those stains out and have to buy a new rug, you owe me three million yen," Kouga griped as he cut off a black SUV in order to make the turn that led to the on-ramp exit.
Inuyasha decided it best to go back to ignoring the stinking wolf in favor of getting himself focused.
Okay, when Sesshomaru shows up, he couldn't let himself lose his head like some over-excited puppy. This was about his bike – No, the jewel! He meant the the jewel! Fuck! This was about the jewel!
His mission was to get close to a powerful demon in a high position, gain his trust, and then weasel whatever information he could out of him about the ever-popular Shikon no Tama. (Yes, contrary to popular belief, Inuyasha had read the file! Turned out the item was fairly well known among many a demon, and the ones higher up liked to keep tabs on celebrity items. Especially the powerful ones.)
But…
Had Inuyasha really struck gold on his first choice of whom to follow?
Miroku's description of the missing book was identical to the one Sesshomaru had him steal from that police transaction the week before. What the hell was going on? Was Sesshomaru after the jewel? Or did the book contain other information the demon was after, or was this all just one big coincidence?
But then... Was his uncle after the book as well, hence the police being involved in the transaction in the first place? Did he even know about the book being the one that contained information about the jewel in the first place?
No... he couldn't have. If he did, surely he would have told Inuyasha about the transaction beforehand, right?
Damn, this was getting confusing. Things were much simpler when he was worrying over his bike.
"Turn left here, right before the bridge turnoff."
"And another thing! I got ticketed for the stunt you pulled at the toll bridge the other week! And not just one ticket either, but two! TWO! TWO tickets! And you know what else?" Kouga demanded, making the turn. "When I asked them if you got ticketed as well, do you know what they said? Well? Do ya?"
Inuyasha sighed. "Why, yes. I do, actually. What with being a psychic and all-"
"They said, 'Due to the person on the bike being a mere blur on our cameras, we were unable to get a clear image of the license plate and regretfully, no citation was issued.'" Kouga cut in, obviously not caring for a real answer. "THAT'S what they said! Even after I went ahead and gave them all the information on your damn bike…!"
Oh god! His bike! If he had been wrong, and Sesshomaru wasn't the one who took it, Inuyasha didn't know what he would do.
Maybe cry. Crying was a viable option at this point in time. Shut up! It was perfectly acceptable for a grown man to cry if the loss was great enough!
"You want to park in here," the hanyou stated, hoping this was the right parking lot. Not that it really mattered, since this wasn't his car...
Not that he even had any form of personal transportation...
God, I hate my life.
Stepping out and giving his limbs a full stretch, Inuyasha scowled as he heard a second car door open, signifying that Kouga planned on tagging along.
"You know, you can go now," Inuyasha said, feeling slightly chagrinned when he was ignored as the full demon continued to complain about who-knows-what. Geez, how long had the idiot been keeping all of this on his chest?
The half demon then attempted to sneak away from the car and mentally cursed as Kouga absentmindedly followed, his mouth still flapping on about nothing in particular.
Sending his partner a dark glare, Inuyasha punched the elevator button that would take them up to the overpass that led to the front entrance of the train station.
"So, that would bring the total of what you owe me to a scrub down of my apartment, half your paycheck for the next twenty years, about six months worth of meals served to me by you in a frilly, pink apron – and in ONLY an apron - a paint jo-"
"Yeah, yeah, sure, whatever," Inuyasha interrupted as they got closer to the entrance, not really paying attention to his partner's demands. "Just go home already."
"Eh? Really?" Kouga blinked, genuinely surprised the mutt had given into his demands without a fight. He hadn't even gotten to the more risqué acts he had in mind as far as payment went...
"Yes. Now go away."
Kouga blinked again before his face split into a mischievous smirk. "Hell no, I won't go." He looked around. "Where the hell are we anyways?"
"I am in front of the train station, waiting for someone. You are going to head back to your car and go home," Inuyasha emphasized, fondling the cigarettes he had stuffed in his coat pocket earlier.
Damn, he needed a cigarette. Just waiting for that asshole was stressful enough, but trying to get Kouga to leave BEFORE said asshole arrived was another story completely.
Kouga looked down at the car keys in his hand as if noticing them for the first time. Ah, so that would explain how he got here.
It took a few seconds of getting over the initial shock of that bit of information, but once he did he continued to trail after Inuyasha. "So, who are we waiting for?"
"We are not waiting for anyone," Inuyasha snapped. "You are going home!"
Kouga huffed and rolled his eyes. "Fine, fine. Who are you waiting for then?" he asked, making no move to leave, as he stuffed his hands in his pockets.
Inuyasha paused in his nervous pacing, trying to light the cigarette he'd just stuck in his mouth. "None of your goddamn business," he growled.
"Ooh, feisty!" the ookami's interest was now piqued. "Is it a lover? Some totally hot babe with boobies the size of-?"
The horrified look on Inuyasha's face quickly killed that idea.
"Okay, fine, not a lover," Kouga relented. "But it's at least some totally hot babe with boob-"
"No!"
Kouga pouted. Well, if they weren't here waiting for some totally hot babe, then why was he still sticking around?
Oh, right. Because it annoyed the hell out of Inuyasha. Heh. This guy was too easy.
"Then it's a man," Kouga continued with his little guessing game, deciding to take the course of deductive reasoning.
However, he wasn't expecting his statement to cause Inuyasha to freeze up, blushing and sputtering, and looking beyond pissed at himself for doing so.
"Ha, so it is a man!" Kouga's eyes widened in realization. "Don't tell me-! You-! This guy-! You're..." Kouga made a crude gesture that could have passed as two hands fucking like bunnies in the world of pretend sign language, "...with a him?"
"GEH?" was the only response Inuyasha was able to form.
"Inuyasha, you dog! So that's why you want me gone so badly!" Kouga crowed triumphantly, smacking his partner on the back in congratulations causing the hanyou to stumble forward and at the same time choke on his own lack of oxygen. "I always knew you would bat for the other team someday! Man, if you had told me you had a lover, I woulda backed off ages ago!"
"I-it's not like that!" Inuayasha cried at long last, his face so red it was nearly purple in his state of mortification, his long forgotten cigarette falling from his lips to the dirty ground below.
"Oh, come on, there's no need to be shy now that everything's out in the open so to speak!" Kouga grinned. "So tell me, have you guys done the spanky spanky, naughty naughty yet? How big is this guy's penis? Is it bigger than mine? Cuz, y'know, no matter what they say, size does matter."
Inuyasha sputtered for a bit as Kouga started wiggling his eyebrows suggestively, the only coherent thing that came out in response was, "I've never even seen his penis!" causing several bystanders to stop and stare with horrified expressions plastered across their faces.
The hanyou's ears lowered a bit as he looked sheepishly around at the crowd, only to have his eyes land on the last person he wanted to see at that very moment.
Piercing golden eyes stared right back at him, and the finely raised brow indicated that Sesshomaru had heard everything.
Oh god, kill me now.
"Well, if you haven't seen his penis, you must have at least felt it in its cloth confines, right? Right?" Kouga continued, completely oblivious. "Please, at least tell me you've thought about it, if not fantasized a bit otherwise I’ll be jealous for no reason at all."
The brow rose even higher as a smirk started to form on the normally stoic lips. "Fantasized?" Sesshomaru mouthed, obviously enjoying standing back and simply listening in.
"Kouga, stop talking. Stop talking right now," Inuyasha ordered, fighting the urge to simply run back home and hide under the covers for the rest of his crappy life.
"What? You mean you haven't?" A lecherous grin appeared as he strode forward, hovering in front of the half-demon enticingly. "Why? Have you been thinking of someone else's penis instead? Perhaps one belonging to someone like m-?"
The sound of a throat being cleared stopped Kouga's question in its tracks. Turning around, the wolf stared blankly at the inu demon for a moment before recognition set in and his eyes narrowed.
"Inuyasha," Kouga said tersely, his happy-go-lucky attitude diminishing in the space of a millisecond. "Please don't tell me this is the guy we're waiting for."
"We?" Sesshomaru questioned. "I believe I only required Inuyasha's presence this evening."
Kouga whirled around to face his puppy-eared friend, thrusting an accusing finger backwards in the general direction of the new demon. "There's no way his penis is bigger than mine, you fucker! What the hell are you doing with this guy?"
Sesshomaru scowled, all traces of humor suddenly vanishing from his face. "I must say, for someone who claims to have been strangers, you two seem awfully close, Mr. Mikuni."
Kouga frowned, taking a moment to recall how he claimed to not even know the hanyou back at the club. A dangerous smirk formed. "Yes, well, what can I say? After that night, he came crawling back for more. Pounding on my door, desperate to be let in. Strutting around like he owned the place..."
"Kouga!" Inuyasha hissed, unable to believe he just heard those words pass from his partner's lips.
"Is that so? Then perhaps you should take better care of him," Sesshomaru stated simply. "Because I've been receiving word that he's been doing all within his power to hunt me down this past week."
"What? You mean you know about that?"
"Feh. At least I know the only cock he's ever seen is mine," Kouga boasted.
Inuyasha's jaw dropped as he found himself unable to refute that statement, the image of a naked Kouga flashing through his mind from when he had walked in on the ookami back during his first year of high school when his idiot father had let Kouga rent out an extra room in their home a few years back.
The temperature around Sesshomaru seemed to drop several degrees at such a blatant statement.
"I wouldn't be so proud, ookami, seeing as how I plan on rectifying that quite soon," Sesshomaru ground out, openly stating what his intentions were with the half-breed, to which Inuyasha could only sputter.
"Yeah, but when all is said and done, it'll be me he comes back to, regardless of whatever situation you may have him in." The confidence in which Kouga said this was so steadfast that even Sesshomaru believed it to be true, and it angered him to no end.
Just what was the relationship between these two? If they really were lovers, then Inuyasha would naturally be more discreet when it came to the mangy wolf, but then they seemed far more than friends.
"Will you two stop talking about me like I'm not even here!" Inuyasha finally snapped, stepping between the two alphas and their little pissing contest. "Sesshomaru, we're leaving. Kouga," Inuyasha turned to look back as he forcibly pushed the other inu towards a black car that seemed to be waiting for them, "go home!"
As he was being pushed towards the sleek Mercedes, Sesshomaru continued keeping eye contact with the more than likely flea ridden mongrel. Said more than likely flea ridden mongrel kept a steady stare as well, taking note how the other alpha unconsciously laid a firm grip around Inuyasha's bicep, as if to confirm that the hanyou was indeed still within his territory.
So that's how it is... Interesting, Kouga thought as he remained where he was, watching as the driver quickly shuffled from his position to open the door for the two inus approaching. Inuyasha pushed Sesshomaru into the back seat, waving the driver off, more than likely going on a spiel of how he could handle shutting a door, and then turning to glare at Kouga again.
"Go home, Kouga! If I so much as see hide or hair of you following me I swear I'll skewer you with a spork!" the hanyou yelled, still standing outside the door.
"What? Aren't you gonna tell me to not wait up?" the wolf couldn't help but shout back in parting. Needless to say that statement earned him a death glare from Inuyasha before the hanyou all but vanished from sight as his hips were latched onto and pulled into the car. The next moment the door shut, obscuring his view of the two thanks to the tinted windows before the car drove off, leaving him alone in front of Ekiedo Grand.
Kouga retained his cocky expression until the car was out of sight, and then slowly allowed the apprehension he had felt inside surface to his facial features. A worried frown appeared, and for the first time since before he met up with InuTaishou, Kouga felt unsure of what to do. Inuyasha was in far deeper than he probably would ever realize if he were with that demon. This was definitely something InuTaishou should be told about, but...
I'm not gonna betray your trust, Inuyasha. Just stay safe...

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Next time on INUYASHA,P.I. Case 10: The Kotodama

Dinner, dessert, I don't care what the bastard has planned for me, I plan on fully interrogating him on the whereabouts of my bike…and whatever info he may have on the jewel, too, I guess. But I suppose it wouldn't hurt to have a drink or two…or ten. Holy shit, this guy's got a flat with a city view! Wait. How did I even get to his condo in the first place? And why is he backing me into his bedroom? Next time, on IYPI!
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