Blue Moon

by: VirusYoukaiChild

Summary: It had only been a fling, a one-night stand, a brief...encounter. Nothing mattered right? Now Remus Lupin is staring into a small, golden brown-eyed furball, lying in wicker basket, with a tie on its wrist saying 'it' is actually his daughter.

[AN:// Uhh... ARTISTIC LICENSE! This is story is for my enjoyment!]

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all Harry Potter characters, all the magical, non-magical, dead, and alive characters. Rumiko Takahashi owns Kagome Higurashi...though... that's not her name in the story... But she owns her even with the different name! That is all...

- Dedication: I dedicate this story to Airily because she makes awesome Harry Potter Crossover stories! So like… if you haven't read them… YOU GOTTA, SHE'S BRILLIANT! =] I would also like to dedicate this story to PiratekitAG, YOUR AWESOME!!!! I thought I dedicate a story to you after reviewing almost every one yours. YESH! X ] -

.Prologue (Part I).

It had been...a rather long night. Golden brown eyes blinked tiredly as the male that belonged to them trudged in pajama bottoms through his chilly home. Being a part of lupine nature gave him the ability to stay warm, for all four seasons, throughout the entire year, every year, for the rest of his life. So being in a home that didn't radiate heat didn't matter to him, just one less bill to pay. Trudging to his kitchen wondering what he should make for the breakfast meal, he paused.

There was a quiet wail. Staring at his refrigerator in question he walked over towards it wondering if he left a remanent of his night rendezvous inside. Opening it up he chuckled to himself at how stupid that sounded. Refrigerators were air-tight locked to keep the food cold; to have something alive in there meant something the wrong with the machine. Chuckling to himself again, he took out a jar of milk and trudged over towards his cabinetry and opened it up. His eyes narrowed.

The quiet wail wasn't in there either. Growling in slight irritation he paused his movements again, and focused on his surroundings. Quieting his breath he used his superior senses to locate the cause of noise. His eyes widened when he found it not in his house, but at the front door. Walking briskly, wanting to figure out the answer to this mystery he opened the door and looked around. It was dawn outside meaning the nightly workers were just arriving home while morning joggers had just left their own. All other, the people that seemed to stare and have nothing great to do with their lives were still asleep. Finding that comforting he looked for the cause for quiet wails.

They sounded oddly familiar now that he was outside. His mind went into memory-lane of the one-night stand; he had when going to James's bachelor party. The stripper's succulent mews sounded just like the sound he was hearing now.

.Flashback.

Sometimes he wondered why he even bothered with these two. Golden brown eyes narrowed in annoyance as laughing green and dark brown ones smiled at him.

"Aw come on Moony, it's just a little fun. Nothing to worry about." Remus glared at his bestfriends. This 'bachelor' party was one he did not want to deal with at all. Especially since it seemed to be muggle custom to have dancing women poorly dressed in front of you dance for money before the 'big day'.

'But then again,' Remus stared at the two who might have done this many times before. 'They are born perverts.' He thought disgusted before watching the first woman appear before them. James's older brothers and cousins had also come with friends of their own to this 'bachelor' party wanting to see some exotic women. To him though, exotic meant the having-no-clothes thing, to everyone else it was seeing foreign women dance in front of you having the no-clothes thing.

Remus paid little to no attention towards the woman dancing almost hairs away from him, her body shimmering with liquids to keep her from overheating in the intense lighting. The guys gawked at his 'special' opportunity to grope said female. The little Asian woman in front of him felt slightly relieved though at the male's ability to restrain himself from touching. It wasn't everyday you see a guy go to a stripper's bar and not want to touch them. Her eyes sexily and yet observingly looked over at the other males, and watched as one, a long black haired one, began piling money out in front of him. Seeing the amount of money he was giving to her for the entertainment she strutted over towards him, away from the male who seemed to have little interest in her.

Remus stared at Sirius as the man grinned pervertedly at the woman. 'Womanizer.' He thought as he got up from his seat and went towards the bar. He needed a heavily alcoholic beverage to relax his nerves. He was a werewolf and of the canine species. The smell of pheromones emitting from his male companions and female were...hard to not act upon. Yet he restrained his urges with practiced restraint having gone through so many transformations in his lifetime.

He sighed in ease, as he gulped the bitter yet sweet liquid down his warm throat. It didn't do much for the headache he was receiving from sensory overload, but it would do to take the taste of the air out of his mouth. A couple more shots, and he was sitting back in his seat, looking bored. James and Sirius looked at their usually quiet friend, feeling slightly guilty but equally annoyed.

"He so totally needs to get laid." Sirius whispered to James who nodded in agreement. The two had watched him leave for a couple of shots of alcohol, before returning, and though he was occupied, the lap dance Sirius received didn't deter him from his focus of his friend. They believed that his quiet aloofness may have stunted his ability to converse with women and or probably his sex-life...

'He's a dog, aren't they suppose to be sex fiends anyway?' Sirius thought confused. Werewolves were like foxes in a sense; they were sexual creatures, though they presented their wolf nature for being violent as well. 'He should have a libido the size of Texas or something.'

Remus frowned crossing his arms in front of his chest as he watched dancer after dancer, place their ass cheeks seconds away from his face. It was getting hard to restrain his urges, and he didn't want to tap any of these beautiful females. It just didn't seem right, they were like prostitutes...only they were too shy to go on the streets and stand at corners. After the seventh dancer, the groans from his best friend's family and friends, he went back to the bar where he permanently placed himself until the night was over.

"Sir?" The bartender asked.

"Sangria please, and make it strong."

"Um...little bro, is there something wrong with your friend over there?" James looked at his older brother William, then at Remus who had yet to leave from his stool. His eyes widened as he stared at the clearly drunk male asking for another drink. Elbowing Sirius in the side who was currently talking to the little Asian female who had finished her shift two hours ago grunt in obvious pain before turning narrowed eyes at him.

"What?!" He growled as his friend roughly turned his head in Mooney's direction. Sirius gapped like a fish as his female companion also turned her attention towards the drunk male.

"Is your gay friend alright?" The woman asked as the two males snorted before chuckling.

"He's not gay, just has no clue of how to act around females." Sirius snickered.

"He doesn't even know that most women have been flirting with him since school neither." Chuckled James as the woman rose a perfectly sculpted eyebrow.

"So he's single then?" She asked as their eyes widened.

"You're going to ask him out? Aren't guys supposed to do that?" Sirius and James asked in unison and shock. The woman giggled at the two.

"If what you said is true, then I know his preferences in women, I'll just ask him out to dinner or something." She said with a laugh as she got up and left the gapping males to stare at her swishing ass in her jean-tight pants as she walked towards their drunken male friend.

Remus's eyes were polka-dotty and blurry. His mind was loopy, and his beast was whining for attention. The bartender had stopped giving him drinks a half an hour ago, and he wasn't listening to him at all... Slumping in his chair, almost falling off, he turned eyes towards the heat that radiated at his right side.

"Eh?" He said loudly as the female, though, he couldn't tell with all those curves and was her head a little lopsided?

"Hey there, your friends over there said your name is Remus, is that correct?" She giggled as she watched man dumbly nod.

"Well I was wondering if you'd like to go out sometime." She said writing her number on a piece of paper when-

Remus took a hold of her wrist and pulled her body to his, her lips meeting his own as he growled in satisfaction. His beast growled in happily, waiting for the sexual tension to leave them. The pheromones had caught up them... after his twentieth beer or so... He could hear the happy laughs of his friends though, they weren't important at the moment as the female skillfully pulled away, her eyes dazed as she grinned.

"We could go over my place then." She giggled as he nodded hopefully, following her out the stripper's bar after she told her friends she was leaving for the night. And once they reached her house, it was like ecstasy to its greatest, as he rode her from midnight to dawn.

.End of Flashback.

'Odd how I can still remember that, almost a year ago...' He thought as he looked for the quiet wails. His eyes widened when he realized they were coming from near his...feet. Looking down his eyes widened even more as he crouched down and stared at the tiny furball that was slowly changing to-

"What the fuck?" Remus was normally a man of nice words. Though he wasn't a morning person, his words never got derogative... but somehow, the shock of the situation, sort of let loose a string of curses into the crisp morning air.

Lifting the crying bundle in his arms, he rocked the infant watching as large golden-brown eyes blinked tiredly and happily before the small body snuggled into his hold and the infant fell asleep. Seeing a note tucked into its blanket he frowned as he picked up the basket it was laying in and walked into his house. There was no need for morning joggers to hear what could come out of his mouth. Closing the door with his foot he walked to his living room and sat the basket on the table as he gently laid the infant on the couch, almost into the crevice of the cushion, feeling safe that the babe wouldn't fall off the seat before turning back towards the letter.

'Dear Remus Lupin,

I know we haven't seen each other since then, but I guess after your hangover, the situation must have been quite frightening. Especially when you had little control of your body with the alcoholic content rushing through your veins, and then suddenly waking up in a bed not your own, with a stripper you wanted nothing to do with. Seeing your gapping face that day was quite hilarious I must say, but that isn't the reason as to why I'm giving you this child, our child. I cannot raise a werewolf or an infant out of wedlock. I have hidden my pregnancy from my family along with my job, and now my father has found a man for me to marry. He mustn't know of my child, our child, for then it would show disgrace towards my family. I'm sorry that this is so sudden, and hope to see you again soon. I have named her, though; I haven't given her a last name. Please take care of Kagome will you?

Sincerely Yours,

Saeko Takamura'

Remus gapped, for the longest time, he stared at the words 'our', 'child', and 'werewolf'. She knew? Well of course she knew the infant had undergone transformations during the full moon. He looked over at the sleeping baby girl, as he gently picked her up in his arms, awkwardly holding her, before correcting himself and smiling down at the little girl. She had tuffs of black hair that sprouted from her head and a very adorable cherubic face. He couldn't help but be drawn by her cute innocence.

'My daughter huh?' He thought feeling his beast purr in contentment. He sat there in silence before his eyes widened. Kagome wasn't wearing clothes, only-

"Shit." He muttered, as he stared at the soft blue blanket with crescent moons wrapped securely around the little girl. He knew nothing about the opposite sex, besides sex, nor did he know how to take care of children...

'How am I going to take care of you?' He thought wondering how his life was turned upside down. 'I need coffee and some aspirin.'

TBC.

VYC: How was it? New story I know, but I'm actually writing pretty well and this story has been on my mind for like ages… so glad no one took my idea! ^^ So this is like the Prologue Part I. And yes, not much mention of Kagome and mostly about Remus, but I swear, this is like… the beginning, you'll see more of Kagome soon. So Yeah, Review and when I say Review, I actually mean write something other than Update… It's nice and all, but I already know I'm suppose to update, so yeah, tell me how my writing is. Tell me if the story is good, if it sucks, anything! I need some honesty here! That is all…

~VirusYoukaiChild