The Truth Is... by IrishBlackRosie

And you are?

A/N: Let me just open this up with I strongly dislike Twilight. I especially hate what it does to girls my age, younger and older. So I was sitting there thinking, Twilight, Inuyasha. Inuyasha, Twilight and this little crackfic came to mind. Pay no mind to the lack of logic and or lack of well prepared plot.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, not a damn thing do you hear me?

Sesshoumaru stared intently at his long time girlfriend. He had waited such a long time to divulge some rather risqué information to her in regards to his lineage for fear of her rejection.

He of course should have known better, she was a caring, compassionate and accepting human being. Though he knew she would be shocked, he wasn’t exactly expecting this.

“So you are…,” she spoke slowly, still a bit skittish after he revealed his true self. She had thought he had completely lost it until he had taken off what he referred to as a concealment spell upon himself.  What greeted her was not what she remembers her boyfriend looking like. He had always had uncommonly white hair, but she really didn’t think much of it, after all it was always so soft and fun to grab during less than pure activities.

However now it was long, actually long was an understatement it was like Repunzals hair, side tracking Kagome wondered if it would be sturdy enough for her to hang from.

The hair reached to past his bottom, when before a mere minute ago it was short, shaggy and well pretty much the same minus the length. Why didn’t he just cut his hair normally and not conceal it? Did he have a hair fetish? Could you have a fetish with something on your own person?

Kagome shook herself out of her ramblings. She was also surprised to see what looked like pretty pink eye shadow on his eye lids, a thin blue crescent moon on his forehead and then more pink stripes on his cheeks. Kagome squint her eyes trying to get a clearer look, okay maybe purple on the cheeks and, she would give him red on the eyes.

“Are you a cross dresser?”

Sesshoumaru, if he somehow had lost years of training himself to think before any action, whether eye movement or tug of his lips would have most likely lowered his head into his hands in what he wasn’t sure but he felt a need to lower his head.

Yet he did not, he kept clear eye contact with Kagome, watching her eyes bead around his face, tracing his markings with her blue orbs. He would let her process this, in whichever way she seemed more comfortable with and if she could not come to the right conclusion he would assist her.

Kagome continued on with her musing, oblivious to Sesshoumaru’s plan, so his irises are yellow not light brown, that was interesting and his pupils kind of looked like a cats. She watched as his hand reached up, pulling his hair behind his ear.

So he had those markings on his wrists too, purple as well. How many did he have? Okay so no cross dressing, she had met a few in her younger days, bustling around Tokyo as a teenager and she distinctly recalled make up staying the neck and up.

With his hair pinned behind his ear she could see his ears came to a point instead of rounding off like before. It was very attractive; in fact it was completely enticing. Kagome licked her lips.

“Are you an elf then?”

“Excuse me?”

“Well okay, so you have a crescent moon on your forehead, and pointed ears. Are you like a night elf?”

Sesshoumaru took in a slow deep breath.

“I can assure you I am not from a video game, if anything they are based off of me,”

“So you are saying you are old?” Kagome tilted her head to the side in curiosity.

“Centuries,” he smirked, his left fang protruding over his lower lip.

Kagome gasped, her head shooting straight up.

“You’re a vampire! Like in twilight!” she bounced where she sat on the couch across from him. Excited he had discovered what he was.

“I hold much more power than a vampire ever could, if they were real,” he scoffed.

Kagome became silent again, studying him once more, she would figure this out.

After a few more minutes passed in silence Sesshoumaru gave in and decided to provide her with a better hint on what he was.

“Come outside with me,” he commanded more so than asked as he stood up, his hand out stretched towards hers.

Kagome eyed his clawed hand for a few seconds, contemplating the possible repercussions of going outside so late at night with him. However if he wanted to hurt her he would have done so many months back. She gently took his hand while rising form the couch.

~*~

Kagome bundled up in her jacket as the stood outside of her family shrine while Sesshoumaru appeared to be surveying the area.

With a satisfied deduction of possible visibility upon the shrine ground he turned towards her. Their eyes locked.

Kagome gasped, her hand covering her mouth as the whites of Seshoumaru’s eyes turned red, his iris becoming a vibrant turquoise. She watched in fascination, one of his hands coming up to his face, his claws glowing a bright green, the fingers clenching in the air as she felt crackling of something like fire around her. His hair began to rise, and then suddenly he was consumed in a funnel of smoke barreling up towards the sky.

She shielded her eyes with her arm, only pulling her arm away once she felt the crackle of whatever he was emitting stop.

She looked towards where he was standing and all she was met with was white fur. She felt her hair be moved by what felt like warm breath. Slowly she craned her head up, looking at the muzzle of a giant white four legged animal.

Recognition ignited in Kagome’s eyes as she suddenly understood what he was.

“You’re a were wolf like Jacob!”