Out-Foxed by Anaphalis |
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Rating: PG-13/T
Summary: Shippou gets the talk. Although maybe not the talk that he was expecting. General/Drama. One Shot. IY Fic Contest Entry. Challenge - Shippou. . Distribution: My site and IY Fic Contest. All others please ask before taking. Feedback: Much appreciated at [email protected] Disclaimer: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi and Shonen Jump. Brushes on this page courtesy of Pure Anodyne. A/N: I'm taking huge liberties with kitsune folklore. Feel free to tell me how badly I've twisted things! |
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Out-Foxed | |||||||||||||||
"So why can't I go to the hotsprings with Kagome and Sango?" Inuyasha's eyes shifted from side to side as he desperately tried to plan a route of escape. Miroku smoothly grabbed his collar as his legs tensed to leap. "Ah, ah, Inuyasha. Why can't our young friend bathe with our companions anymore?" Inuyasha glared at the monk. "Why aren't you trying to spy on them bouzo instead of bugging me?" The brief, truly evil light in Miroku's eyes sent shivers down Inuyasha's spine. Naraku had nothing on that look of unholy glee. "Oh no, Inuyasha. Strangely, today you are much more interesting than our beauteous companions. So why can't Shippou join our beloved fellow travelers in the hotsprings?" "Yeah, Inuyasha. Why can't I?" Shippou looked up at Inuyasha with his patented pouty face that never failed to get Kagome to fold like a cheap fan. Unfortunately for Shippou, Inuyasha was definitely not Kagome. "Because I said so, runt." As much as Inuyasha sometimes, well maybe most of the time, acted before he really er... considered his options, it still felt unfair to voice his suspicions before they were more than a nagging feeling in his gut. And he didn't mind playing the 'irrational jealous hanyou' card if it meant avoiding this particular conversation. He was going to try to be fair if it killed him. "You're meee-an." Well fuck that. "Take off the disguise, Shippou." Miroku froze in mid-laugh and looked over at the kitsune. It was only a brief shift of Shippou's eyes, but it was enough to confirm Inuyasha's suspicions. "What are you talking about? Why are you being so mean to me?" Inuyasha rubbed the knot forming between his temples. "Don't try to bullshit me. It may have taken me a while to figure it out, but you're not the first fucking kitsune I've met. I didn't think you were doing it because I couldn't see a reason that you'd want to pretend and pretend so well for so long." Before Shippou had a chance to move, Inuyasha had him pinned against the ground, his hands around the kitsune's throat. "Take off the disguise, kitsune." Even though he'd known that he was right, Inuyasha still felt slightly nauseous as the form underneath him began to shift. Miroku went as pale as his ofudas. "You mean... All this time..." Instead of the feeling of vindication he'd been expecting, Inuyasha only felt tired and a little depressed. "Yeah. Little energy-sucking bastard's been pretending to be a kit to feed off the girls. Pure energy is the best feed for an adult kitsune and frankly neither of us really qualify." The very teenage body underneath Inuyasha began to squirm. "I've never touched them. Whatever you might think of me or kitsunes in general, I'd never use the girls to feed. Think dog-boy! Wouldn't you have noticed a lot sooner if I'd been siphoning energy off Kagome or Sango?" Inuyasha felt hopeful for the first time since he'd caught the very adult look in Shippou's eye when the fox was watching Kagome. In spite of everything, he... cared about the brat. He'd take any option that would mean he didn't have to kill the kitsune. "Then why?" The look in Shippou's eyes was eerily similar to the bouzo's normal twinkle. "Why do you think?" Fuck mercy. The kitsune was going to die. |
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