Disclaimers: Inuyasha and Yu Yu
Hakusho belong respectively to Rumiko Takahashi and Yoshihiro Togashi.
A/N: -blinks and rubs
head- Well now... I have to say that I'm a bit floored by a few correspondences
that I've had from my reviewers. I can't believe that Sylvannstar is
asking if I mind her recommending me. –laughs and shrugs- Seriously, all
this praise is going to go to my head, you guys, and it's just for a little
gift fic! LOL! I had no idea there'd be people who thought so
highly of it, but if you really want to tell other people about it, go right
ahead. –looks mildly embarrassed- I still am having a bit of
trouble with all the attention, but hey, if you like it, who am I to say
anything? But I'm impossibly flattered, and the reviews are beyond
lovely. Hopefully you enjoy the way the story pans out as much as the
beginning. –blows kisses and waves- You guys are fantastic, and I'd name
you all, but I have a feeling you'd rather see the story than an author
rambling. ^__^
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By Any Other Name
~Wink and a Smile ~
"Persistent bastard."
Kagome shook herself out of her mild stupor when she heard that growled mutter,
twisting around and swearing under her breath in mostly self-directed
irritation as she tried to see just who had hold of her. Or rather, what
had hold of her, she corrected when the all-too familiar tingle started in her
stomach, Just my luck... it happens there, it happens here. You'd think
I'd stopped being such an open target after a goddamn decade.
"That's my little
brother, you pervert! What do you expect when you come running out in the
middle of the day and grab me like that?" she demanded, swatting her fist
lightly on his back. "Are you trying to get yourself killed or are you
just that stupid?"
"Oi, reserve judgment until after you know the whole story, hn?" he
actually sounded offended by the accusation. "It's not like I wanted to
get your attention like this, I really didn't! I just didn't have a whole
lot of choices open, and it was the best I could come up with in a pinch!"
"Then how about putting me down before you give my brother more nightmares than
he already has," Kagome flexed her fingers, splaying them open and pressing
them against his back as she let her palms heat in restrained warning.
"Do it or I'll bust your ass into the next dimension so fast, your skates won't
have time to melt, little youkai."
"It's not your brother we're running from, Nee-san, it's the redhead," he
patted her in a soothing manner, squirming a little at the feel of that magic
tugging at his illusion and naturally unraveling it. Somehow he still
kept up his speed, taking them along smaller streets to less crowded sections
of the city. "If it was just Souta, I would have stopped already, but
it's not, is it? And that guy's a kitsune... you'd have to be an
idiot not to feel that; you know what you promised about starting any
relationships with demons."
It... can't be, Kagome had gone still, pulling her hands away from his
back as the offensive magic died down under a spark of hesitant
excitement. If she was right... "Who are you?" she was already
putting her hands on him again, fingertips pressing firmly against his shoulder
blades as the searching energy washed through him.
"Takashima," he nearly stumbled from the abrupt, and considerably more forceful
sensation, catching his balance and hopping a high curb as he admitted he
really should have expected to get this end of her magic. "The most
prominent investigator working under Takeharuka and all his enterprises-"
"I'm too tired to put up with posturing," Kagome cut him off, frowning when her
vision swam for a moment under the youki echoing back to her.
"That's no fun, you used to think it was adorable," he sighed with mock regret,
attempting to conceal his concern at the way he could feel her holding back,
saving depleted energy stores and only letting out enough to feel what she
wanted inside him. You should know better than to over do it to such
an extent, Kagome. He's going to kick both our asses when we get home.
The youki snapped across
her palms, rushing back into her so suddenly that she nearly knocked herself
right off his shoulder. Her fingers twisted into his shirt again while
his arm tightened to keep her still when she choked out in disbelief, "Shippou-chan?!"
He didn't even try to stop the grin that nearly split his face when he heard
her voice kick up in a hopeful, almost pleading note at the end, craning his
neck to flash unchanged blue eyes up at her, "In the flesh! Or... you get
the idea. Modern day... tails... bad combination, you know? Have to
tone it down a bit for the sake of public."
"I should rip out your tail!" Kagome hissed at him furiously, but she could
feel her heart start to race, the pressure in her soul making her light-headed
and nearly too much to bear. She wanted to hug him, laugh, cry, hit him
over the head, demand answers... too much, too soon. It was all jumbling
together in her head to rapidly to sort out until she settled for wrapping her
arms around his waist in her upside-down position and squeezing him hard.
"Where the hell have you been?!"
Shippou swallowed hard, squeezing her tight and bending his knees to propel
himself forward with a burst of speed that was definitely pushing it for human
surroundings, "I should ask you that. Do you know how worried we
were? You just... disappeared!"
"You know we thought it might happen," Kagome's eyes squeezed shut when she
heard the edge of pain in his voice. "I didn't want it to take me like
that."
"We didn't even know if you'd be in our future," he leaned as they swung
around a corner, reaching out with his other hand to catch a street-sign and
make the turn more smoothly. "After the jewel tried- We all
watched... and waited for something that would show us you were alive."
"Shinju-chan," she murmured in realization.
"We're still a family," he nodded, and she could hear the proud smile in his
voice. "Shinju knew that if you found him, he was supposed to call us the
second you arrived. So Big Dog watched you to be sure it really was you,
and then he sent me to make sure nothing like this happened."
"Big-?" Kagome blinked and gasped at the implication.
"Shippou-chan! How many of us are still alive?!"
"Oh! Well, me, of course," he twisted around to skate backwards, looking
behind them and frowning at seeing not only Souta still behind him, but that
kitsune gaining ground on the younger man. Goddammit... "Kouga
and his pack are handling some business in England, but they're due back in a
week or two. Jaken's not dead yet, so no luck there," he smiled when he
felt her hold her breath. "Yes, Nee-san, that means that his all-mighty
highness is alive and well, and lording over much more than he used to."
"Thank gods," she practically went boneless in his hold, making him smile even
wider.
"He's going to kill you, you know," he snickered at the way she muttered a few
disparaging remarks under her breath. "What? He's an overbearing
asshole, but you're the one who never stopped him from acting that way around
you. So don't complain this late in the game."
Kagome rolled her eyes, inwardly admitting he was right about that while she
changed the subject, propping her elbow in his back and resting her chin on her
hand, "Did you have to kidnap me off the street in broad daylight,
Shippou-chan? Souta really does have a complex that I'm going to vanish,
and with good reason."
"Five years to five hundred, Nee-san," Shippou's chin kicked up at a defensive
angle. "We're your family too, and granted I wasn't supposed to deliver
you this early, but well... That guy was using Miroku's line and he's
a kitsune who's particularly pretty. And let's face it... you're a sucker
for all three."
"I am not!" Kagome felt her cheeks turn pink.
"Mmhmm," he clucked his tongue knowingly.
"I'm really not," she pouted.
"I suppose you can keep telling yourself that if it makes you feel better,"
Shippou snickered richly under his breath, growing serious again as he watched
how much closer that kitsune was getting. "Gotta hand it to your brother,
he's fast for a human."
"Okaa-san said he was on the track team," Kagome fairly pounced on the chance
to turn the conversation away from her romantic tastes before Shippou embarrassed
her any more, grateful he hadn't worked his way around to her fascination with
silver hair.
"Hn... We really pissed
off that pretty boy really well if he's still keeping up and-" Shippou was
observing in annoyance when he suddenly broke off with a scowl, his head
jerking up to stare at the buildings above them. "Shit!"
"Shit?" Kagome repeated in confusion.
"The other one," he answered, muttering to himself as he reached into his
pocket and dug around for his phone. "That fox hangs around with this
little guy... black hair, red eyes... same kinda efuck all' look that Sesshoumaru
has to an art form. I can't tell what he is, but he's not human."
"Peachy," Kagome almost groaned, forcing herself to stay calm and expand her
focus to search out the youki to find what he was talking about and get
answers.
"I know I'm early!" Shippou was hissing into his phone defensively, eyes sharp
as he looked between his pursuers once more before turning back to face the front
and speed up his pace. "Something came up-! Yeah, a esomething of
the male persuasion,' damn, don't you say anything like a normal person?"
There was a beat of silence, and then he muttered out in a chastised tone, "No,
I don't want to know what it feels like to look through my own stomach.
Look, can I just get a car? Please? There's a damn fast little
youkai chasing us."
"He's strong too," Kagome informed him in a slightly vague, distracted tone,
feeling the pulse of her soul washing away her surroundings as it called for
the energy sweeping back into her, craving it... "Jumbled though...
it's a pure source, but it's split and tangled." How is he doing that?
"Did you hear her do her creepy thing?" he swore under his breath, tightening
his hold when she went completely limp. "No, I can't take the time to
look it over, her brother's after us too, and that kitsune guy. Yeah, I
can keep her from jumping into anyone."
Kagome felt her eyes drift closed, letting out a heavy sigh and absently
sliding indistinct efingers' along those vibrations to familiarize herself with
the subtle differences those two new auras had from the ones she already knew, They're
old... like Sesshoumaru and Kouga-kun... Wait. I've felt these youkai before-
"Hang on, Nee-san, we're
going to have to play a little stunt here," Shippou's voice snapped her out of
her musings just in time to see him leave the sidewalk and shoot out into
traffic.
~*~*~*~
Do you feel that? Hiei's demand cut through Youko's litany of what he
intended to do to that boy once he knocked him off those damned skates and
smashed his face into the nearest building for daring to take that girl from
him.
Kurama blinked, refocusing to his surroundings to try and figure out what his
friend was talking about, and frowning the instant he felt the warmth snake
down his spine into his stomach, What the hell? Where I that coming
from?
I can't find the source, he
admitted reluctantly, obviously more than a little irritated by that
fact. It was just... there all of a sudden. I have no idea what it
is.
eNot usually a good sign,' Youko
reluctantly let himself be distracted from his current plans to add his own
opinion of this new development. His curiosity increased, however, when
he opened himself to that strange warmth, trying to pick it apart as it seeped
into them and figure out just what had caused such a thing from an
unidentifiable distance, eRandom powerful auras popping up for no reason
generally is a good indication to be more alarmed.'
Not that anything in
that strange probe felt threatening, rather it was surprisingly
comforting. Warm and tingling at the back of his neck before it spread
out through his blood and seemed to wind through him until he just wanted to
melt back into it.
Youko shook himself when he realized they had been slowing down, growling
darkly and voice filled with grudging respect, eSo that's what it's trying
to do...'
Maybe this investigator is not as human as he feels, Hiei suggested,
getting more and more interested in the situation by the minute. No
matter the part he played for his reputation's sake in front of the humans, he
was still almost as prone to boredom as Youko, just more selective in his
pursuits of entertainment.
eThen maybe this "ghost" isn't just pretty, maybe we're feeling something
else in her that this punk wants to have for himself,' Youko interjected,
giving Kurama the distinct impression of a predatory grin. eThis is
just getting better and better, Kurama. For once this damn realm has
finally given us a lover who won't be boring and stupid.'
Hiei felt safe to roll
his eyes as he kept careful pace on the rooftops beside Kurama, looking down at
the boy yelling into his cell-phone as he sped away from them, It has really
been too long since you've had sex if you're this single minded about a
total stranger.
eAsk him if he's offering to take the edge off,' Youko shot back, smirking wickedly when
Hiei gave him a two word answer.
I swear to gods, if you two get into a sexual argument and I have to listen
to it, I'll see to it that Yuusuke finds out about your weird little fling, Kurama
hissed at them in exasperation. In case you've forgotten, we're trying
to catch that girl and figure out what the fuck is causing this weird energy!
What about the brother? Hiei
spared a look down at the boy, mildly surprised that he'd kept up so well and for
so long. He's obviously an... athletic sort of human.
eAll the better,' Youko
nodded decisively. eIt means there's stamina in the bloodline... and he
doesn't feel as weak as normal humans. Young, but not weak.'
Have I told you how disturbing you can be? Kurama clenched his jaw, scowling darkly when the boy turned
around backward and looked right at him, the look on his face an open taunt to
his pursuit. Or have you forgotten you thought this was idiotic up
until a few minutes ago?
eI changed my mind,' Youko
turned his nose up primly. eNow focus... We're going to wipe that look
of this fucking brat's face and rescue the girl. Then the brother will
idolize us for saving her, and he'll help us get to her if we need to be sneaky
getting into their house-'
You're really into this, Kurama
shook his head slightly, helplessly amused at the abrupt turnaround to the
kitsune's thought process. He was already drawing up designs for a dozen
different scenarios, muttering to himself as he sorted ideas all while still
glaring his intentions of bodily harm on the skating investigator. What
if we can't stand her when we catch her?
eThen we'll convince her to breed for us and go our separate ways,' Youko offered a mental shrug. eThis
time we're going to handle it my way, since your way is just spending our money
and not getting us any goddamn sex.'
I was doing fine with this one!
Kurama hissed back at him.
eYeah, real fucking smooth, Kurama,' Youko snorted, redirecting
his frustration to growl at his other half. eWhat in the seven layers
of hell were you thinking?! "Bear my child..." What kind of idiot
strikes up a conversation with something like that?'
Did she turn us down? Kurama shot back defensively. She was one
second away from asking us to stay at her table, or letting us take her
somewhere to talk!
eShe also called us Miroku-sama,' Youko
grumbled, unwilling to admit that the tactless approach hadn't gotten them
publicly slapped. eShe was looking for something in our eyes-e
Someone, Hiei corrected
absently, stepping in before they got into even more of an argument when they
needed to be focused on their target. I managed to get that, but not
much else. Her mind clicks in and out to me... like something is distorting
her aura, or it's full of holes.
eDamn and double damn!' Youko
was seething all over again. The best puzzle they'd found in ages, and it
was slowly outdistancing them over the shoulder of a boy who was probably young
enough to be his human mother's child, eFuck this, Kurama! Bring that
boy down! We can make the humans think it's a fluke.'
Kurama was close to
agreeing, reaching up to press his fingertip to one of the seeds behind his ear
when the investigator gripped a pole and used it to fling himself in a hard
left turn. He crouched down with the expert mechanics of long practice as
he hit the street, and it wasn't difficult to hear the girl abruptly snarl out a
furious "are you insane?!"
eWhat is he doing?' Youko was livid, a chill running down their
spine when a dark, almost military style car screeched by and very nearly ran
them down. Except the boy reached out, grabbing onto the car through an
open window to borrow it's speed rather than putting out his own effort.
"Hang on!" Shippou sounded much too cheerful as he looked back at them
again. "Let's go, Shinju!"
Souta's eyes went wide when he heard that name, skidding to a stop at the edge
of the sidewalk and gasping air in his burning lungs as he gaped after the car,
Shinju? But why-? His thoughts cut off when a flash of red
shot past him, making his eyes widen in alarm, That... that guy? What
the hell?
Shippou smirked at the kitsune much more smugly when Souta predictably dropped
out of the race at hearing his nephew's name, twisting to shove Kagome through
the open window despite her outraged curse and promises of retribution.
With that hand now free, he turned back and offered Kurama a mocking salute as
the car turned a corner to a deserted stretch of road, "Hands off, Red.
This one's property of Big Dog, got it?"
eBig Dog?' Youko's brows snapped down, echoing the expression darkly
through Kurama when that brat started to laugh at him. eWhat do these
youkai want with my human?'
"Oh yeah!" Shippou
smacked himself on the head as though a thought had suddenly occurred to him,
stuffing his hand into his jacket to pull out a thin leather glove and use his
teeth to awkwardly pull it on. "Oi! Shinju! Hand it over," he
reached inside, pulling his arm back to show the ofuda to Kurama and wink,
"Can't have your little youkai friend following us, can we?"
Holy magic? Kurama nearly faltered, well aware that running into that
would break right through his illusions and leave any onlookers to see a silver
kitsune racing after a boy hanging off the side of a car. But it was the
curl of pale blue fire that curled around the boy's wrist that had him
snarling, right back to being furious, Foxfire?!
"No offense," his eyes
flashed, pupils fading back to their natural state as he flung his arm up to
snap the ofuda straight up in the air, laughter ringing out when he felt
Shinju's magic flare out in a wide arch and slam the youkai on the rooftops
back away from them. "Baaaaaaaaaaai!" Shippou flipped him a rude gesture
as he hopped up to stand on the low step beside the passenger door right before
the tires squealed, accelerating away too fast for Kurama to follow.
Youko let out a furious scream inside of Kurama's head, bringing him to a halt
to grip the sides of his head and bear his teeth until the piercing sound
finally died down, leaving them in a state of false calm... His eyes
narrowed sharply, memorizing that vehicle and everything about that boy while
he felt the foreign magic leave him completely the same time that ofuda burned
away and let Hiei move, eI'm going to kill him. That little bastard
punk is another kitsune and he just stole my new goddamn lover.'
Technically she isn't your lover at the moment, Hiei reminded him sharply, his own anger
manifesting in the snappish tone and the dangerous gleam in his eyes as he
dropped down beside his friend. But whoever was in that car and gave
him that ofuda was a powerful monk.
Working with youkai, Kurama
slowly straightened and set one hand on his hip, his expression slowly settling
back into cold calculation as he let more of Youko's emotion flow through
him. Big Dog.
You knew that was the girl I couldn't feel, Hiei slanted a particularly irritated look at him before
glaring back down the street where the path went completely blank. Why
didn't you tell me you saw her?
"We had other things in mind," Kurama murmured, reaching up to tuck his hair
back behind his ear.
I noticed that glaring moment of eloquence, Hiei scoffed, crouching down
to press his hand to the pavement in an effort to find some sort of trace that
would help them track that car.
Kurama growled softly, turning a golden-eyes frown on him as he repeated the
same thing he'd said to Youko, "She didn't say no."
Hiei waved that off and stood, folding his arms over his chest, "Everything was
wiped clean, and I'm willing to say that girl has something to do with
it." If you'd mentioned she was the one you decided to go
after, we could have taken her somewhere that she couldn't have been taken like
that.
eUnless you want to see if I have a plant in here that matches those beady
little eyes of yours, I suggest you shut up,' Youko tried to take over their arm to
grab the hybrid by the throat, Kurama stopping him at the last moment. eThis
is temporary... Just because some bastard kitsune says she belongs to a
dog, won't stop me. That girl is going to be the one that has my baby.'
Hiei's eyebrow kicked up
at the deadly edge in Youko's voice, sighing and shaking his head as he gave up
convincing the kitsune to look elsewhere. It may have worked had the
younger one not snatched her up and behaved in such an antagonistic manner, but
he knew quite well that nothing would get Youko's blood up the way that
behavior would. He'd seen it happen more than once with an object or two
that had fallen under minor obsessions, things in his private collection that
he would rather die than sell simply for the chase of having them...
Perhaps her brother could answer- Hiei began, only to trail off when he
looked back at the vacant spot where the boy had been standing a moment
ago. Well, shit...
Kurama glanced over his
shoulder, fists clenching when he inhaled only to find the boy's scent ending
in that same empty trail, Sonofa-
eNow I'm really pissed off,' Youko
growled, restlessly pushing at his hazy boundaries as he prowled back and forth
inside him.
Like you weren't before, Hiei set his jaw, just as frustrated as Kurama
for letting the two of them get handled like a couple of juveniles by the
hidden network of these empty youkai.
eWe saw her first!' Youko ranted defensively. eAnd they just
came out of nowhere and grabbed not only her, but the family member who could
have led us to her and answered our questions!'
So what do you want to do about this?
Hiei folded his arms and stared back at where he could feel Yuusuke finally
catching up to them. We don't even know where to start looking, and by
the time you find her, she may be out of your reach.
Kurama's lip curled in
distaste, That won't happen.
He sighed and shook his
head, This isn't something we've handled before, Fox. I can't feel
them to find them, and he still have to follow the rules to some extent.
Unless you want to be running errands for the Rekai for another few centuries?
Kurama's eyes narrowed
sharply again, looking up at the sky as he calculated the passage of time, I'll
follow the rules... but I think it's past time to go visit our dear employer and
get some answers of our own.
And if he can't tell you what you want to know? Hiei closed his eyes, pasting on his best
bland expression. More importantly, what if does know and he
tells you to leave her in the hands of this youkai?
The smile that curved the Kurama's face was Youko in his purest form, eyes
glinting dangerously for a moment before they let the gold fade back into
docile green, "What do you think I'll do, Hiei?"
eHas it ever stopped me
before?' Youko's voice
filled with arrogance.
"I'll just have to steal her," Kurama finished with a matter-of-fact shrug.