Deep within a lair of bones, gagging and "magical" sounds could be heard. Said lair was made primarily of hair in a manner similar to a cocoon. Yura, who as demon of the hair made such a place her abode, was currently concocting strange brews in an effort to get Haruto's hair to expanded in a decent manner. She would never admit it, but she wasn't the best brewer in the neighborhood and still had a ways to go.
"What the hell!" Haruto yelled as he was engulfed in his hair, looking like a blonde ape man.
"Okay, I think I over did it on the caterpillar blood." Yura sighed.
"Yeah you th—wait, the what?!" Haruto squawked out.
Yura shrugged. "Hold on, I can fix this." She coolly replied. She forced another potion down Haruto's gullet and made the magical hair on his body recede. She also caused his hair to turn green. "Well that's a... different look." She said, trying to hide the embarrassment in her voice.
"Whatever you did, change it back." Haruto said through his gritted teeth before furrowing his brows, "Actually, could you make it red and smooth? I always wanted that kind of—the hell am I saying!?"
"Ugh, and make you look like a tomato?" she took that suggestion surprisingly serious. "Stop struggling, we need to make sure you grow nice, smooth, and clean hair."
Haruto closed his eyes and tried to think of what to do. Mentally cursing for his arms were bound by hair once again didn't do him any good. Thus, to try to remain calm and kill time as he attempted to find a loose enough strand to wiggle out of, he pictured what he'd do to Yura once he was free. Part of him wanted to tie her up in her own hair cocoon and use her as a speedball, the other wanted utter humiliation first.
Being chivalrous to Kagome and kind to her brother was one thing, but when push came to shove and someone tried not only to kill said girl but also use him for experiments he had less than savory thoughts. Some of those included childish and petty ways of getting revenge like forcing her to drink all her concoctions. Others would make even Naruko blush. Several others would make old lady Kaede try to exorcise him.
And Yura caught on his hateful eyes, "What's going on in that head of yours?" she put her heel on his shoulder— unknowingly giving him a panty-shot–to make him look at her.
He was truthful, "Ways of making you eat this hairball." It was a predominant thought.
She smirked, "Cute, but you still have to be useful." She held his chin with a hand before closing in on him, "That wonderful golden hair of yours is truly one of a kind, pretty boy. I shall make it mine… Who knows? If you're good enough, we may even make babies who share our hair." He flushed and opened his mouth to reply, only to shudder when she licked his cheek.
Disgust, confusion, and shameful shivers made him act with a solid head-butt, "Stop getting off on this!" he shouted, though closed his eyes for he had hit the scantily clad demon hard enough to make his forehead bleed. As his own blood dripped between his eyes, Yura replied with a swift backhand and a scowl, though she felt her own blood sliding to her lips from her nostrils.
Grinning, she stared at him, "Such strength is unlike any human, even hunters…" she wiped her nose and yanked his head to lock eyes with him, hateful glaring blue orbs meeting up with sadistically delighted ruby ones, "After feeling that strike of yours, I am convinced. You may have the stench of a human, but you're much more. Not demon or human… I can't wait to see our children."
He shuddered in anger, repulsion, and sadly some arousal as her breasts were in plain view, "Like hell you are! I want the mother of my children to be a sweetheart, perhaps hot-headed, strong-willed, serious, flirty at most, loving, or anything but a psycho like you!" he groaned, "I knew I shouldn't have kissed you! You're crazy!"
Yura scowled while Kagome, Naruko, a girl with a large boomerang, a full-fledged demon dog woman, a perverted priestess, and a wolf woman sneezed in unison.
Kagome was quick to ignore it and grab around anything she could and found useful into her backpack, "Bandages, instant curry, arrows, Gramps' spare clothes in case he needs them, what else?" she bit her lower lip as she held up the items at random, trying to think of what uses they couldn't fulfill to get more stuff.
"Oh, how about this?" her little brother asked, holding a box of fireworks, "I saved my allowance to use them for a trip to the beach, but if big bro's in trouble…"
"Sota…" the girl was touched.
Then, her mother arrived, "If he really is in trouble…" she handed her daughter a lighter, "Be sure not to burn yourself."
Kagome's mother was a sweetie of a woman. She had taken an instant liking to the blond boy when hearing how he helped her son and seeing how obvious her daughter's crush on him was.
And soon the old priest arrived with some papers, "Worry not, I shall fully exorcise the place to bring that boy back, Kagome. No demon shall set foot in for now, I sealed all dark energies with—"
"Oi, woman!" shouted Naruko as she entered the dining room after getting in through the kitchen's window.
Sota stared in awe, "W-What the… Who is she!?"
Kagome gaped, "Naruko!? How… When did you—"
The dog girl grabbed her wrist, "Let's go save your man and give that bitch Yura a piece of my mind!" then she put her face inches from Kagome, "And you better not die. I need the jewel inside you."
"Begone, foul demon!" the old priest hollered, shooting some pieces of paper to the hybrid girl… which just fell to the floor.
The white-haired lass stared at the supposedly magical talismans, confused, "More of that trash?"
"W-what?" the old man blinked in surprise.
Naruko held more, pulling them out of her cleavage, much to the two males' surprise and both females' shock, "I found them at the well, they don't do crap."
Kagome's grandfather hung his head in defeat, "But I trained so hard to ward off evil…"
"Wait!" Kagome's mother shouted, making everyone stare at her.
The schoolgirl felt some relief. Yes, finally someone can talk some sense— her hopes were smashed when her mom caressed the hanyo's ears.
"So fluffy…" she said in a trance.
"I wanna touch too!" Sota exclaimed childishly.
"What the hell is wrong with you people?" Naruko growled even though she put up no resistance at the ear touching and even seemed to look... relaxed when Sota scratched behind her left ear. Kagome just stared at her family's reaction, stuck in a seemingly permanent light face fault at their reaction and interaction with the hanyo girl. She quick shook it off and coughed into her hand to get her family's attention.
"Everyone... thank you." She said trying to hold back some emotion. "I love you guys. And with your help, me and Naruko are gonna save Haruto!"
She said with a fire in her eyes that spoke volumes of determination to the people in the room. This fire gave Naruko a minor surprise, but she didn't show it. Her family stopped their previous actions and got in a group hug, causing Naruko to roll her eyes.
"Yeah, lovely family, woman. Can we go now?" She asked impatiently.
"Someone's eager." Kagome's mother commented dryly before she whispered in Kagome's ear. "Be on the lookout for competition sweetie."
"Eh, what?!" Kagome gasped as the family broke off from the hug.
"Be safe/We'll hold down the fort/Tell big bro Imma start taking boxing lessons!" Kagome's family all said cheerfully. Kagome nodded before she was picked up by Naruko and left the home.
"Hey woman." Naruko said. "You sure you're ready for this? I don't want you getting paralyzed with fear and getting cut up or strangled to death mid-fight."
"Don't worry. I'm ready. I think." She muttered the last part but Naruko still heard her. She chose not to comment, figuring it was the best she could get. They quickly made off to the magical well, ready to descend and confront Yura of the Hair.
Meanwhile.
"What did you do now?" Haruto groaned.
Yura put hand on her chin as she gave him a once over then shrugged. "Nothing much this time. Your hair is simply defying gravity as all, nothing unusual." She answered.
"Wait what? Lemme see." Yura held a mirror to Haruto's face he was surprised to see his hair literally sticking up in a golden spiky spire of glory. "Woah."
Yura nodded before verbalizing a thought. "You know, that hair style reminds me of a monkey demon tribe not too far from here."
"Can I get something normal soon?" he asked tiredly.