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"Is that a regular fox or just a kitsune youkai?"
Harry sighed to himself as once again the schoolgirl in the obnoxiously short green skirt stopped on her way into the shrine, to give him a few head pats. Typically, he didn't really mind the show of affection, because she didn't try to breach his personal space as much as her younger brother did, but there was still a bit of annoyance every time.
The only reason that he hadn't tried to make a fuss about anything by now was because he was technically on their property. They hadn't tried to force him to leave or even shoo him away, so he had decided to stay around. In basic terminology, people weren't quite as religious as they used to be, so a shinto shrine wasn't expecting visitors on the average Wednesday.
In some ways, it was the perfect place for him to be surrounded by people who minded their own business and typically, for the muggle world at least, it was pretty relaxing.
Higurashi Kagome, eldest of the Higurashi family which had run the shrine for several generations, was a unique one.
She had not been at the shrine when Harry had popped up originally. He had actually been at the shrine for about three weeks before she appeared out of nowhere. And the only thing that had warned him of her incoming presence was the flare of magic that filled the entire area. Then, right before his eyes, the doors to the well house opened and out stepped a young woman he had never seen before, and that had not been anywhere around the area the entire time he'd been hiding out.
She was still covered in the particles of time magic that she had used to arrive in the shrine, though she appeared to be unaware of it. She didn't even try to dust herself off, so it just flickered off her into any stray wind that blew by.
When she walked through the front door of the main house, she yelled the same phrase that everyone seemed to say whenever they got home. It was instantly met with the common return phrase and the mother of the house pulling her into a tight embrace.
Harry had never felt particularly pressured to learn other languages before, but he had been picking up some things since being in Japan. And also, he was capable of using translation charms so why not put some of them to good use if he had to? It seemed that this little Japanese family was perfectly aware of their daughter time traveling to the past somehow, using the well on their property. The well that was made with the wood of the ancient magical tree residing on said property.
The Unspeakables in the British Ministry of Magic would absolutely salivate at the idea that a random muggle somewhere in the world was able to time travel more than a few hours. All completely at will. And seemingly, there were no drawbacks to her and her being for doing it.
And it was becoming very clear that she was doing it a lot.
The young boy whom Harry had actually learned was her younger brother, had excitedly dragged her outside so that she could see their visitor for the first time.
Harry was in his Animagus form and had been ever since his arrival. In basic terms, he was running away from all the expectations that Magical Britain had placed upon him and also trying to deal with the fact that he was probably functionally immortal and had absolutely nothing he could do about it. The best way to handle it was to go to places that the Ministry would not risk sending manpower to.
The relationship between Magical Britain and Magical Japan was tenuous at best.
The Japanese were especially displeased with how Britain had handled the second war with Voldemort. A lot of polite swearing and declarations of disrespect and cowardice for heaving everything onto the shoulders of an untrained child and his friends did not go over well in magical circles outside of Magical Britain.
So, when Harry had decided to come all the way to Japan to hide out for a bit, the Japanese Ministry had been very excited to welcome him.
That was how he ended up in a random shrine, minding his own business. The natural magic in the area was soothing and the people were relatively calming.
The Higurashi family were all very accommodating and the mother brought him cat food every day, which he ate in order to be nice since she didn't have to feed him at all to begin with.
The boy was loud and too energetic for Harry's liking.
The grandfather thought he was a weird creature and pasted a talisman of some sort on his head in an attempt to 'purify the omen'. Whatever that meant.
Kagome was pretty calm for the most part. She was busy being a teenager and angsting over teen things though.
But a week into her trip home, and the magic power of the well flared again, and out stepped a humanoid non-human from the doors of the well house.
His hair was a cross between white and silver and he had very cute dog ears atop his head. His eyes were golden, and his hands and exposed feet were tipped with long, tapered claws.
He entered the Higurashi residence without hesitation, dealt with Kagome's grandfather trying to purify him from existence, and then burst in on Kagome doing her homework in her room and initiated an argument heard all the way from where Harry rested outside.
All of that led to this moment right now. Seemingly, he had managed to convince Kagome to go back to the past for whatever it is they needed to do, and Kagome had stopped at Harry's side to ask her acquaintance a question.
She wanted to know if Harry was just a plain fox, or if he was one of Japan's many mythical and completely real creatures.
The man with her, InuYasha, had actually barged his way into Harry's space in order to sniff him down from head to tail tip!
"He actually smells ningen. Nothing even remotely animal about him," was the gruff reply.
Kagome frowned in confusion. "Are you sure that your nose is working properly? I mean- he is certainly abnormal looking for a fox, with the white skull on the chest and all, but at the end of the day, he's still a fox."
"One would think that after everything we've been through thus far, you would realize that there are people out there who can use magic that are not in any way youkai. He is a human. He's just a human who can turn into an animal. He's covered in magic."
She looked back and forth between Harry and her friend. "So, when a human uses magic to turn into an animal, they still retain the scent of a human and not an animal? Even after being an animal for a long time?"
InuYasha thumbed at his own nose as it wrinkled. "That's the big problem here. He should have taken on some of the scent of the animal he has been living as since he's clearly been like this for a while. He also should have picked up a few of nature's scents as well. However, the only thing I'm picking up is magic and that odd scent in the air during a thunderstorm."
"Ozone?"
"I don't know what the hell that is."
Kagome groaned and stared Harry down. "Are you a person, Kitsune-san?"
Welp. Since the cat was out of the bag, there was really no need for him to continue pretending like he didn't understand what was going on.
Harry jumped down from the post he was standing on and allowed his true form to take over once again. He waved his hand in a complicated motion to cast a proper translation charm that could work for both dialects his new acquaintances used and shrugged. "I'm certain that the people who absolutely despise me would love nothing more than for me to not be a person. Quick aside for a moment- Are you able to understand what I'm saying? I'm not quite as adept with translation magic as I probably should be, but I don't know Japanese otherwise."
Both Kagome and InuYasha gaped at him, and Harry had to look himself over just to make sure he wasn't indecent by accident. Judging by his layers of robes, he should be considered perfectly presentable. Even obnoxiously proper by modern day standards.
"Is everything okay?" he asked.
"Is there a reason why you had a white skull on your chest when you were in fox form?" Kagome asked. "That was honestly the creepiest part about all of this."
"That's because I became functionally immortal when I turned seventeen and Shinigami-sama has a twisted sense of humour."
"'Functionally immortal'?"
"Shinigami-sama did something very stupid a thousand or so years ago…" Harry looked off to the side where Death stood invisible to all, affronted at his audacity, and said, "It was stupid, don't deny it."
He then turned back to Kagome and with a cheerful grin, added, "Basically, under incredibly unique circumstances, one could have potentially gathered the core of the powers of Shinigami-sama and become Their master. This was due to Shinigami-sama's own hubris however and is entirely Their fault.
"The twist to this incredibly unique situation actually occurring was that the person would remain whatever their race was but be incapable of dying. They could call upon Death's power but would be limited to how much their form could take of that power. If I was to overestimate myself and try to channel too much of Their power, it could probably disintegrate my mortal form. My soul won't go anywhere because I'm stuck here, but I would still feel the pain and the stress of using power my body is not meant to use. So, in a way, Shinigami-sama's pride got the better of Them, but They were at least smart enough to make it so They can't be controlled by just anyone without severe repercussions."
The whole concept of the Deathly Hallows, once broken down to the barest of details, was incredibly stupid.
The fact that Death was so pissy over three random men not dying in a river because they could use magic to make a safe way to cross, was truly the most pathetic thing about the Master of Death nonsense.
They were still going to die eventually, why did it matter if they died sooner rather than later?
"Anyway, the point is that the skull mark is always going to be there, whether I want it to or not. As for the eye colour, that particular thing is unique to me, and it is supposed to be the sign of who I am. Where I am from, you have to get permission and be licensed to learn and eventually train for your animal form, and you have to register your distinguishing characteristic that transfers over from your human self, so they can find you if you commit a crime and try to avoid the law. The green eyes are mine. I do not have a skull on my body when I'm human, and most people can't even see it on my animal form anyway so that makes you very special."
He looked her up and then down trying to discern what it was about Kagome that made her so capable of abnormal things. "I don't know if it has to do with that pink temporal magic that you're using, or if there's something else about you entirely. I'm British and we aren't exactly told much about mythical creatures or beings outside of Europe. That's usually for people who go into additional educational courses about Care of Magical Creatures, and I'm not interested in Magizoology."
He knew about kappa and kitsune. They had been mentioned once in DADA rather than CoMC, but that was as far as his knowledge of Japanese magic and people really extended beyond whatever he'd learned this year before making the journey over.
"You know about the time travel?" InuYasha asked, hand on his sword, eyes narrowed in concern.
"A bit hard not to, mate. She's covered in time dust from head to toe. It's impressive that Kagome-san is actually okay and there are no adverse side effects to her travelling so far and for so long. Normal humans would not be able to handle it, and magical humans would still struggle."
The Unspeakables had only managed to reach twenty-four-hour time travel with the Time Turners.
He doubted other places had cracked anything more than a few days at most. Time was very precarious when it came to magic. It was a Law after all.
"Wait!" Kagome said, "How old are you?"
"That depends on what year it is."
"It's currently autumn of 2004."
"Then I am twenty-four years old. It's not exactly a big number, but since I've tended to avoid going out in public recently or dealing with people in general, it's sometimes hard to remember how fast time is flying by me. Especially when I don't age anymore"
Hermione looked like an adult. She'd gotten taller and was even taller than he was now. Everyone was taller than Harry, but it was how all of them kept on getting taller that made him even more annoyed! Like, why did he have to be the one who stayed the same height!
Why did immortality mean being frozen at the age he became immortal? Why couldn't it mean eternal youth but in the sense of not looking like a short teenager forever?
"Well… you can come with us!" Kagome said with a beaming grin. "Our friend group travels around the Sengoku Jidai and you'll certainly be busy and not have to deal with as many people as you would in the present day."
The idea of travelling around with a sixteen-year-old was a bit weird though. "I should introduce myself to your mum," Harry decided. "If I was a parent, I'd like to meet the people my daughter regularly spends time with, and since she cannot meet the others of your friend group, this could be a good thing."
He snapped his fingers, and his robes immediately changed to a pair of denim trousers and a grey t-shirt. "Give me a moment."
He Apparated away before either could respond.
It was very easy to acquire the things he needed, and he was back at the shrine within minutes of his disappearance. "Will this suffice as a greeting gift?" he asked, handing a bag of goods over.
They were pastries from a nearby shop, basically. He'd been going there for the past few weeks and just absorbing everything he could. Why should he care about eating healthy when nutrition potions exist? Of course, Hermione and even Snape would chew him out if they knew about it because it wasn't good to over-rely on potions, but they didn't need to know.
"Uh… hai?" Kagome said, still looking baffled.
"Give me a few minutes and everything will be right as rain."
Harry could, when he actually tried, charm anyone if he really wanted to. Fred and George had given him a crash course in how to win over others when they didn't know you. This would be easy.
It appeared that the little rag tag group of friends were actually trying to save the world from imminent destruction.
Because there were disasters happening all over the world, not just on the muggle side, but the magical as well, and things that could very well, in fact, end everything did happen pretty frequently elsewhere. Sometimes it was easy to forget that outside of your own personal bubble of life, other people were going through harrowing things themselves.
The reason that Kagome and her friends were even on this journey was because there existed an ancient relic so powerful that it could potentially grant any wish ever. And even just a sliver of the relic had enough power to absolutely decimate anything when in the wrong hands.
He'd been given a very loose rundown of the story basically in terms of InuYasha's time, fifty years ago, he and his lover Kikyo were brutally torn apart and thought to have betrayed each other because of another hanyou who was obsessed with Kikyo. Kikyo was the priestess who was tasked with guarding something called the Shikon no Tama. This other hanyou named Naraku, wanted it for its power but also wanted Kikyo too.
InuYasha and Kikyo ended up hating each other, and the resulting conflict ended with Inuyasha pinned to a tree with a sacred arrow for fifty years, and Kikyo dying from injuries Naraku had inflicted on her. Kikyo then demanded that her body be burned and that the jewel would be burned with her to prevent it from getting into the wrong hands.
Five centuries or so passed, and then Kagome was born. And it turns out that Kagome is exactly Kikyo's reincarnation, and she was born with the relic inside her body. On her fifteenth birthday, Kagome was pulled into the well on her family shrine by a youkai that had managed to reanimate itself simply by being in close proximity to her power and the power of the jewel. She was then dragged into the past where she managed to awaken InuYasha, free him, get into a bit of a scuffle that apparently made him embarrassed when it was brought up, and end up with the relic ripped from her body and eventually sought after by everything in sight.
The reason that Kagome had never gone home and decided to forget about all of this and just let other people deal with it was because, in an effort to get the jewel back from a youkai that had stolen it, she had shot it with an arrow that she was not yet skilled enough to use, and ended up piercing the relic instead and shattering it into dozens, if not hundreds, of tiny shards. Those shards proceeded to scatter all around the country and the group had to collect them to make the jewel whole and prevent Naraku from using the pieces for his nefarious endeavours.
The group was composed of several people who had been wronged by Naraku in the past and were all looking to take him down in some fashion.
In Harry's opinion, it took a lot of conviction to dedicate yourself to something incredibly dangerous when you had no training. And next to no knowledge. He found Kagome to be very admirable, because a lot of people in the modern day would have washed their hands of the situation and not cared. Besides, it wasn't as if she had broken the object maliciously. She was trying to get it back from an enemy and had made a small mistake in the end.
Kagome was pretty young and was in fact the youngest person in her friend group. And the only person without any formal training of any sort. But she was still dedicated to helping and that was what mattered.
Also, her just bringing futuristic items into the past and using them without care in the world was honestly one of the funniest things he'd ever seen. Several magical communities all around the world would be so offended if they found out that she was so blasé about time travel.
It was a good thing for her that Harry wasn't a snitch. So long as no one was getting hurt, there was no reason for him to have to talk to anybody about anything.
Oh, and the best part of all of this was literally InuYasha's brother!
The most beautiful person that Harry had ever laid eyes on. Never would he have ever even assumed that a person could exist who was so ethereal. He took all of the unique characteristics about InuYasha's specific appearance and somehow scaled them up to one thousand!
When Harry had met Luna Lovegood, he had thought that that was the lightest colour someone's hair could become naturally before going grey. This man's hair was white and seemed to have a silver glow under direct sunlight or moonlight. He was shining no matter where he was or what he was doing.
And the funniest thing about it was that the youkai that considered himself to be InuYasha's personal retainer was very excited to talk about youkai politics.
Harry got to learn all about how their markings in their original forms would actually translate over into their humanoid forms. And that was why it looked like Sesshomaru had the most awesome makeup. And because InuYasha was only a hanyou, his markings didn't show up until he underwent a demonic transformation. Usually when his life was on the line and never any other time.
And if this was what the half-brothers looked like, he really wondered what their father looked like.
"Sesshomaru-sama does favour his mother's markings," Myoga revealed in a whisper as he tried to find a good spot near Harry's neck to draw blood from. "Yet he has managed to improve upon them significantly. He is widely sought after for superior breeding purposes and most anyone would willingly mate him even with his attitude."
In Harry's opinion, he seemed pretty calm and collected. However, there was apparently a very relatively recently lost racism against humans that weighed down his character for a long time. And it all started by him letting a little human girl follow him around, because apparently, at least according to her, he had saved her life after she was eaten to death by wolves.
All she knew was that the village she resided in was attacked by a pack of youkai specifically, and she had been chased down. She was terrified of wolves specifically and had nightmares of their fangs on the back of her neck.
And there he was, a demon that supposedly hated humans and wanted nothing to do with them. Reviving her and then letting her just follow him around everywhere because she once tried to help him when he was injured. And she practically adored him and viewed him as a father figure. His severe appearance was greatly ruined by the adorable little girl clinging to his leg.
Rin was also very sweet in general.
During one of the many times their groups had managed to interact, she finally noticed Harry's presence. Harry tended to rest around Sango's shoulders like a particularly fetching wrap, and rarely had reason to move if there was no danger. Finally, it seemed that his presence was being noticed by those truly outside InuYasha's gang.
"What a handsome kitsune!" Rin declared, bouncing on over so she could ask to pet him. "Such pretty eyes! Sesshomaru-sama, look at how cute he is!"
She proceeded to snatch him up and carry him all the way back to her lord, so that he could see Harry personally. It was like those situations where people wanted to show off their cats and just held them up as their bodies hung to the floor. He was almost as long as she was tall in that position, and it was kind of hilarious that she had to raise him so high so his paws didn't touch the ground.
And the Lord of the Western Lands himself merely cocked a fine brow and said, "That is no kitsune, that is ningen in the shape of a kitsune."
Just like InuYasha, he was able to correctly notice that Harry was technically not an animal or a youkai. Maybe being an inu youkai was the ultimate cheat sheet if it came with such advanced senses.
Rin placed him on the ground. "Kitsune-san, are you really ningen?"
And so Harry revealed his true self because there was no reason to hide it or anything. Not when, according to Kagome, everyone in Sesshomaru's group were allies… Against InuYasha's greater wishes of course.
"Hello," Harry said softly, waving his hand a little so as not to startle the child after such a drastic change in his appearance. "I'm Harry Potter, but you'd probably say it as Potta Hari. I'm from the same place as Kagome-chan but far more West. I'm a practitioner of magic and trained to be able to turn into an animal, and it ended up that the fox was the animal closest to my personality."
"You're a very pretty kitsune, Hari-san," Rin said, a light flush on her cheeks.
"Oh, thank you. I always thought I looked a little creepy. The eyes tend to be what makes people most uncomfortable, but anyone who is familiar with the shape of a human skull sans the flesh tends to be especially unnerved. Also, black animals are considered a bad omen in many cultures and get bad treatment from people as a result."
Rin's little eyes began to tear up. "That's so mean. No one can help being born the way they are."
"Unfortunately, there are people in our world who will hate others based on things those people cannot control about themselves. The best we can do when we encounter people of such thinking is to address those wrongs for what they are and not replicate them in our own lives."
And Rin, the ever dutiful and selfless little girl that she was, nodded along enthusiastically. "Have you met Sesshomaru-sama, Hari-san? He's very strong and very reliable. If you need help, he can solve anything," she said, aiming a trusting grin towards her protector.
Despite the Daiyoukai's face not moving in the slightest, Harry could still get the sense that he was pleased with her devotion. To go from supposedly hating humans with everything in him to being pleased at a little praise and faith from a human child… What could have happened between them for such thinking to vanish completely?
He clearly didn't appear to be disgusted with Harry's presence. And he brought his group around InuYasha's group rather often because Rin wanted to play with Kagome. According to Shippo that is.
Such a thing proved that he had faith in Kagome as a person, to be a good example for his ward. And he trusted, enough, that Rin would not be in danger around his half-brother's group of friends.
That was a lot of trust to give someone that you apparently hated their entire life.
"We have not met," Harry confirmed. "I only joined Kagome's group recently. We're from the same place, relatively, and it was pretty easy to follow her here after she offered that I tag along."
Instantly, Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed. "You too hail from the far future?"
"Yes."
"From the west beyond the mainland, this one presumes?"
"Very far west."
Keen golden eyes stared him down for a solid minute, before the Lord of the Western Lands waved an inviting hand and said, "This one is interested in your story."
And with a beautiful man's attention on him, how could Harry refuse to do anything?
Okay. He just wanted to say that it wasn't his fault that he ended up hopping from one group to the other. Rin had wanted him to join her in her group, and of course he had been completely besotted by her adorable pleading eyes. There was no other reason at all and no reason to look into it any more than one would normally.
InuYasha had looked annoyed, but Kagome had given him a thumbs up and a wink.
Maybe he had made his interest a little too obvious. Though there was no way that Sesshomaru was unaware of the fact that he was very attractive. With someone like him, it was more about respecting his boundaries and less about trying to hide what was obvious. So long as Harry didn't become creepy, he could probably get away with a lot of watching.
Besides, this was not the modern day. Harry wouldn't be foolish enough to think that he would ever have a chance with someone like Sesshomaru. Not in this time period when he clearly had nothing to offer as a spouse. Also, he wasn't sure just how common same sex relationships were in Japan in the modern day, let alone in the warring states era.
He just had a feeling that his chances of finding another man who was also attracted to men, but not scared about people knowing about it, would probably be nonexistent in this place. And you know, not everything was about romance anyway.
Just because he was doomed to live forever didn't mean he had to rush into a relationship now. He could take his time. He'd have an infinite amount of it after all.
For the time being, he got to witness Sesshomaru's path of 'supreme conquest' which wasn't actually filled with much because he was probably the strongest being in Japan at this point and there was no one else to fight. The main enemy was just a Slytherin at heart who had contingency plans out the arse and was never dumb enough to be caught anywhere in person.
This Naraku fellow was certainly a cockroach at heart, but Harry had faith that they could take him down. As soon as Harry saw him for the first time, he'd be able to track him anywhere thanks to Death's power. Souls had a very unique kind of flavour and once he was acquainted with them, they could never escape him.
And tainted souls were the easiest to find, because Dark Magic left noticeable traces.
Hell, encountering one of his many incarnations would be enough to lead Harry straight to the source by default.
Still, getting to witness Sesshomaru's day to day activities in the meantime was great.
He was so unintentionally hilarious that Harry just wasn't aware if he was so smitten that he found everything funny, or if the guy was really just that funny. Either way, every single time Rin brought him some tea, they would have this cute little pass off between them. He would pretend to not care when he very clearly cared, and then he would drink all of the tea, despite the fact that he claimed he didn't care for tea. And then Rin would do a cute little jig and go look for food for her dinner.
Jaken, Sesshomaru's retainer, like Myoga was to InuYasha, always had to run after her to make sure nothing happened.
Harry got to witness several rocks being hurled at the kappa's head because he wasn't watching over Rin well enough. Sesshomaru didn't even have to look to hit him square in the head. It was seamless and the only proof that anything happened was the sound of the rock connecting to flesh, the pained cry Jaken made every time he got hit, and the rock mysteriously appearing nearby as a result.
Sometimes, Harry stayed in fox form, not feeling the need to eat all the time because he wasn't hungry. And sometimes, he handled the food for the evening. And he always used magic to duplicate the melons Rin found so she'd have more and used the few spices he had on hand to season her food a little bit before she ate it.
Despite her wealth of experience, he wasn't quite as willing to just grab plants out in the wild and use them in meals.
Also, he might have used the well a couple times to go back to his time period so he could get a few more things to better handle the travelling they did in this era.
Such as a bicycle.
Kagome brought a bicycle, completely uncaring of having futuristic things in the past, so Harry decided to just shrug it off and get one as well. He bought a sturdy one that he could shrink at will and store safely when not in use, and it had tyres specially for traversing mountainous terrain. He also acquired a few new cloaks for himself and Rin, that he cast an Impervious Charm on, so they'd keep them both safe from rain and snow alike.
He also got her some shoes because her not having them was bothering him too much. They'd also been charmed to protect against high and low temperatures, plus all sorts of environments.
InuYasha didn't have shoes either, but he was a hanyou and most sickness wouldn't affect him. Also, his injuries healed very quickly. Getting him to wear shoes when he never had in his life, would be impossible. Especially since he did rely on feeling the ground to better sense incoming dangers. What with all the youkai that could burrow and travel underground to sneak up on their prey.
Personally, Harry thought he could still do the same with shoes on, but he was an adult with a body capable of avoiding death by unclean environments, so he made the decisions. Rin did not have the luxury of a youkai's immune system, so it was best that she was taken care of since they didn't exactly have vaccines in this era.
Another thing that was new for him was the fact that Sesshomaru wanted him to learn how to use a sword. To better protect himself because apparently, the lord found Harry's ability to react to incoming danger, lacking.
"What use is great power if you cannot keep up with your foe's movements?" was what his silken voice had murmured. "You will train, and you will improve your focus."
So, Harry was given a dull sword to practice with and was promised a real one once he was okay enough with it to not be a danger to himself or Rin.
To be honest, Harry hadn't thought that it was a genuine offer. He had expected it to be more like Sesshomaru would just sharpen the sword that he'd already given him, which was probably taken off the body of a dead samurai. That made the most sense at the time.
Instead, after several months of this rigorous training, an unfamiliar youkai descended from the sky while sitting atop a bull and began making weird demands. He wanted to measure Harry's height, the length of his fingers, the length of his forearm, the length from his shoulder to the tip of his middle finger. He wanted to know about the space between Harry's brow, had questions about how much Harry could lift, and even asked about the famous scar.
Jaken had informed him that it was a youkai swordsmith named Totosai. He'd crafted Inu no Taisho's swords, which each had been bequeathed to his sons. So, the big weapon InuYasha swung around, the Tessaiga, and the smaller sword Sesshomaru rarely saw use for, that could resurrect the recently deceased against Death's wishes, the Tenseiga.
Both swords were crafted from their father's fangs and had been refined many times using their own fangs to strengthen them, so they'd no longer rely upon their father's power to protect or help them.
Because youkai could use their own teeth, bones, and blood to forge weapons...
"Sesshomaru-sama commissioned the sword for you, so he will be handling the donation toward its creation, and the price once finished, so worry not," Totosai said as he shoved a makeshift tape measure between Harry's big toe and second toe. "It'll be the first time I'll be using one of his own fangs to craft an entirely new weapon, so this is an event unlike any other."
Jaken had sputtered at that revelation, which let Harry know that apparently it wasn't normal for youkai, let alone Daiyoukai, to give up their own body parts so easily for the sake of others.
"I can pay for it myself," Harry offered. "In my land, my wealth has me seated within the top ten wealthiest families as I am the lord of two incredibly wealthy houses. The price of a fancy sword, no matter its make, would be but a drop in the ocean for me."
Totosai smacked him in the head with his mallet and tsked. "This is a special gift. You do not disrespect one such as Sesshomaru-sama by paying for a gift freely given. Not one like this."
He could tell that this was probably not the time to mention that he could summon the Sword of Gryffindor at will. If this was a gift after all.
Though he'd give Totosai a chance to take a look at it sometime later.
Anyway, it was probably better for him than he wasn't using that sword or trying to swing it around all over the place, since it was quite literally filled with the deadliest venom in the world, and he could really hurt himself if he wasn't careful. So yeah, the sword lessons would actually be really useful in the long run. And maybe one day, Harry would be as graceful as Sesshomaru was when he was fighting off monsters.
"Thank you for the gift," he remembered to say and tried not to squeal over how ridiculously handsome this damn Daiyoukai was when he nodded in return!
"Holy shite, he's enormous!"
Well…
So, it turned out that a Daiyoukai's true form was much bigger than he had assumed, and he could understand why there was a distinction made between the regular youkai and ayakashi, and the Daiyoukai scattered about here and there.
He was a dog, as expected, but he was a dog the size of a mountain!
He made Harry's fox form look so tiny in comparison!
And yet, somehow, his fur was so perfect that he could have passed for one of those fancy show dogs. A purebred that cost thousands of pounds just to prepare for competition. He had scruff around his neck, much like mokomoko-sama which he usually wore wrapped around his right shoulder. And he had his markings all around his muzzle, with the crescent moon adorning his brow as always.
And he got it from his mother. Who was almost as big in her own true form.
Was Sesshomaru a mummy's boy?!
That was so cute!
"So, this is the one?" the woman asked once they were both back in their humanoid forms as she looked Harry over. "A human who can shift into an animal using magic?"
Harry nodded.
She hummed and slid her son a long, telling look that Harry couldn't really read. "A suitable mother-figure for Rin, this one supposes."
Who was a mother-figure?
Harry?
Well… he did have some latent Metamorph in there somewhere but that wasn't enough for him to shift his body around without the aid of potions.
Though being considered a maternal sort of figure wasn't a bad thing. Far from it. It was actually a bit sweet to think about.
Rin latched onto Sesshomaru's mother's leg, much like often she did with Sesshomaru, and said, "Hari-chan makes the best food and tells Rin stories before Rin goes to bed and he always answers questions if Rin has any! Rin wants him to stay."
Ah, yes, her adorable imitation of how Sesshomaru spoke. It never got old.
"Then we'll have to make certain this cunning little fox can handle being surrounded by a family of hounds," Inu Kimi stated with a smirk.
Sesshomaru hn'd and Harry was left confused as to what all that meant, but knowing he'd just deal with it as it came. That was usually how he decided to handle things anymore.
Handle the bridge when he got there.
~.O.~
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