Inuyasha: Mister Niceguy!
Hiya folks! This is my first fanfic ever! Okay, not really ever, I used to write crappy little fanfics when I was 8 or so...So I guess we can say this is my first serious fanfic? Maybe? Um...well, in any case, it's my first fanfic here, so, yeah.
Disclaimer: Guess I should put one of these, huh? I do not own Inuyasha, or any of the characters within. I probably don't even own the little things I make up, either. And I most CERTAINLY do not own this frilly pink tutu here...
Chapter 1:
Their ongoing quest to recover the shards of the Shikon Jewel had led Inuyasha and his friends to yet another village plagued by the wrath of a youkai, this time a demonic monster turtle. They had all balked at the description of the demon terrorizing the village; a TURTLE had hardly seemed deserving of all of fear that the villagers had exhibited. And so, despite Inuyasha's claims that dealing with such a pathetic foe was a waste of their time, the group had decided to help out the villagers and dispatch the demon, thanks in no small part to the stubborn arguing of Kagome, the girl from the future...at least, the future to everyone else around here while she traveled with her friends in the Sengoku Jidai, the Warring States Era – in other words, ancient Japan.
However, the turtle youkai was turning out to be much more of menace than any of them had thought. The turtle's shell was covered in deadly spikes. Spikes that the turtle could launch from his back. Spikes that exploded on contact. Explosions that released and dispersed a spread of smaller spikes that also exploded. And then there was the fact that the turtle was twenty feet tall. The group quickly saw that their skepticism at the threat the turtle posed was horribly misplaced.
It was the middle of the battle, and the turtle youkai was about to fire another wave of spikes at the group.
"Look out! He's firing the spikes again!" the worried Kagome shouted.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of them. WIND SCAR!" Inuyasha let loose the special attack that only his sword, his birthright from his late father, could execute: an immense wave of wind energy that decimated everything in it's path. And in this instance, it's path was the wave of explosive spikes the turtle had deployed.
All of Inuyasha's companions realized what his rashness blinded him from seeing: destroying the spikes would only quicken the assault of the smaller spikes that were emitted by the larger ones.
The youkai exterminator, Sango, was the one to voice this observation, shouting, "Inuyasha, don't!" but it was too late. The impatient hanyou had already executed his special attack, and the force of the Wind Scar had detonated the spikes, and his eyes widened with realization and shock as he realized what he'd done. Looking up, he saw as the rain of small spikes fell, about to hit him, his friends, and everything in the area.
"DAMN IT!" Inuyasha cursed, obviously angry that the turtle's attack had such an effect, but secretly more angry that he had screwed up and put his friends, and especially Kagome, in danger.
Kagome let out a small cry, and Shippo screamed, while Sango, perched upon the back of her catlike youkai familiar, Kirara, looked on in fear, trying desperately to think up a way to help her friends.
But it was Miroku, the cursed monk, who kept his calm. "Don't worry, I've got it!" he shouted, and removed the beads from his right wrist.
The enchantment present in the string of beads held back the devastating power of his Wind Tunnel, the curse he bore, a small black hole located in the palm of his right hand that sucked in everything around him.
The small ballistic spikes were drawn from their path and sucked into the black hole, saving the group from their wrath.
Sango flew Kirara over next to Miroku, and complemented him on his quick thinking.
"Good job, Houshi-sama! You really saved our butts there!"
"Ah, Sango, what I wouldn't do to protect that lovely posterior of your--" Miroku's perverted reply was interrupted by the clash of her giant boomerang, Hiraikotsu, against the monks skull.
"This is hardly the time! We need to finish this battle up!" the enraged Sango replied.
"Oh, worry not, Lady Sango, I believe Inuyasha has things under control now." Miroku smoothly commented, pointing back towards the front line of the battle.
Inuyasha had refocused following the end of the spike threat, and charged for the turtle youkai itself.
"Enough! It's time to put an end to this! Gyaaaah!" Inuyasha's battle cry sounded as he jumped forward and swung the enormous Tetsusaiga, cleaving the the turtle in two, putting an end to the fight. He stood up from the crouched position his leap had left him in, and sheathed his sword. He turned around and heard...
"Inuyasha!"
Seeing that the danger was gone, Kagome ran towards Inuyasha, first to check to make sure he was okay, and then to give him a piece of her mind about how stupid his earlier attack had been.
"Inuyasha, are you alright?" she asked.
"Feh. I'm fine." Inuyasha replied, his back towards the turtles corpse.
"Good, that means I won't be distracted from telling you how stupid it was for you to attack those spikes! You really need to--" Kagome began to lecture Inuyasha, and Miroku and Sango, having made their way back to them, listened Kagome argued with Inuyasha, who would angrily respond, all the while Shippo, sitting on Kagome's shoulder, would interject to emphasize Kagome's claim that Inuyasha had messed up.
Inuyasha was becoming angry. He was hurt by the chastisements. He'd known that he'd messed up, and having the others, particularly Kagome, point it out only made him feel worse. And the worse Inuyasha felt inside, the more angry he appeared on the outside to mask any emotion that could be seen as sadness.
The argument was heated, with the participants focusing on it completely and the spectators watching it intently. As such, none of the group had noticed the yellow mist emanating from the turtle's corpse. The rising mist wasn't the only thing stirring around the corpse; a spike on one of the halves the turtle's back was active, about to fire.
Looking away from the argument in exasperation, Miroku turned his head to notice the spike, which was aimed straight for the group.
"Look out!" he shouted, which caused Inuyasha to turn and see what had caused the monk to shout such a warning. Seeing the spike aimed towards his friends, Inuyasha hastily pushed Sango and Miroku away then quickly placed himself between the approaching spike and Kagome (who was now holding a frightened Shippo) using his body to shield her from the projectile.
"Inuyasha!" Kagome shrieked as she watched the spike pierce Inuyasha's flesh.
Inuyasha let out a series of pained grunts, first from the spike embedding itself in it's back, then from the initial explosion it made once it had hit, and finally from the subsequent explosions of the smaller spikes inside the wound, tearing apart his insides.
Once the explosions stopped, Inuyasha fell to his knees, clenching his teeth and shuddering a bit from the pain.
Kagome, eyes full of tears, looked to down, her gaze dropping along with Inuyasha's battered and bloodied form. She gasped at the sight.
Sango and Miroku had recovered from Inuyasha's rough push, and looked to see what had happened. They too gasped at the sight of a bloodied Inuyasha, as well as from surprise as they finally noticed the yellow mist that was surrounding Inuyasha.
Kagome knelt down to examine Inuyasha's wounds try to comfort him, when again she gasped in surprise. As she lowered herself to Inuyasha's eye level, she saw something in his downcast eyes that she almost never saw:
Tears.
Inuyasha was crying! Kagome almost never saw Inuyasha cry, and not once had injuries from battle been the cause. Kagome's own tears intensified as she worried about Inuyasha...how badly must he be hurt to allow himself to cry from the injuries? She moved forward to gently hug the half demon, but what little strength Inuyasha had left that was keeping his on his knees gave way, and he collapsed, falling face forward and passing out.
Yet again, Kagome and the others let out a gasp at the sight on Inuyasha's back. The gory and devastating wound on his back was absorbing the yellow mist, infecting the exposed flesh on Inuyasha's back and turning it a disgusting green shade.
Just as Inuyasha's strength had given out, so had Kagome's. But instead of collapsing and losing consciousness, she hunched over Inuyasha's battered form and began bawling.
A/N: REVIEWS! Yeah. Review if you want to. I'm not gonna like, beg for them or anything, but they'd be nice. I likes having my ego boosted. Or whatever. I'll try not to whine for them too much, because I haven't reviewed anything yet (having just joined and all) and stuff. And, yeah, the story is starting out with almost nothing to do with the overall idea, but hey, be patient. I'm apparently a little long-winded...