Ermmm.... ok. This is my first fanfic so give me a little slack. If this one
turns out ok I may write more in the future but for now I'm just going to stick
to one. I don't know how often I'll post so don't expect too much.
Ok! Here it is!!! Close to heart! (pls don't laugh at the title, I couldn't
think of anything else. *sigh*)
PS: I don't own Inu-Yasha! He owns me! (and, unfortunately, the majority of my
savings)
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It was a hot and humid day in Feudal Japan. (come on ppl, have you EVER seen it
rain there?) Summer was on the verge of ending and it seemed the sun was trying
to get in as much scorching heat as possible before the new season.
An odd group of travelers had stopped by the small trickle of an increasingly
dry creek in the hopes of cooling off some before continuing their journey.
Well, at least the majority of them were. A certain irritable hanyou was
sulking in the highest branches possible of a large oak tree. (Note: I don't
know if they have oak trees in Japan, please excuse my lack of knowledge) He
was glaring daggers at a pretty black haired girl who was kneeling by the creek,
washing her face in the cool, clean water. He had just been sat repeatedly and
was feeling rather bitter about it. His irritation increased as a shorthaired
Buddhist monk approached the kneeling girl and gave her an affectionate grope on
the bottom.
"HETAII!" she screamed slapping the monk.
An ungodly sized boomerang appeared, seemingly out of nowhere and hit the monk
in the head, knocking him unconscious. The hanyou smirked; at least he didn't
have to protect Kagome from lecherous monks. No, she could do that all on her
own.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Kagome looked down at the unconscious monk and sighed. Sango emerged from the
bushes just in time to catch her returning boomerang. She lightly prodded
Miroku with the toe of her sandal and made a sound of disgust.
"Lech," she muttered looking hopelessly at Kagome.
Kamgome shrugged at looked up at the brooding Inu-Yasha. She was sorry she had
sat him. Although she sometimes did take sadistic pleasure in it, she had just
been trying to stop him from killing Shippo. The poor little kitsune was still
sitting on the ground, quivering from his near encounter with death. Kiara lay
beside him, presently sleeping, somehow oblivious to everything around her.
Kamgome took off her pack and set it on the ground, deciding that this place was
as good as any to have lunch. She took out the last of the food she had brought
from home and laid it out on a large checkered picnic blanket.
This seemed to have a magically reviving affect on the group. Shippo stopped
cowering and began to hover over Kagome's shoulder, bouncing on the balls of his
feet.
"Is it ready yet?"
"No."
"Is it ready yet?"
"No."
"Is it ready yet?"
"NO!"
Miroku immediately regained consciousness and watched Kagome's progress with
hungry eyes. Sango forgot her anger long enough to kneel down beside him. (Very
cautiously though, and out of groping range) The food seemed to have a magnetic
effect on everyone.
Well, almost everyone.
"Inu-Yasha! Come down and eat!" the girl called to the sullen hanyou.
"Make me wench!" he shouted back.
Kagome suppressed the urge to tell him to sit. "All right then, I guess I'll
given all this great RAMEN to Shippo!"
The hanyou was instantly at her side. "What ramen?" he asked, somewhat
cautiously.
The girl mocked surprise, "I thought you didn't want any"
The half demon smirked, "Well it beats your cooking"
"OSUWARI! OSUWARI! OSUWARI!"
Inu-Yasha cursed as his face met the dirt.
WHOOMPH!
WHOOMPH!
WHOOMPH!!!!
The clearing was silent. Kagome sighed. Sitting down on the checkered blanket
she began to eat her lunch. The others followed suit. Inu-Yasha remained lying
motionless on the ground.
"If Inu-Yasha's dead can I have his food?" Shippo asked through a mouth full of
noodles.
Kagome shrugged, "I don't see why not."
The hanyou raised his face from the dirt long enough to give the kinsune a
menacing glare.
Shippo gulped and left the half demon's food alone.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Once lunch was done the "merry" group once again began to travel.
Inu-Yasha stormed ahead, refusing to look back at the rest of them or even
acknowledge their presence. Sango was giving Miroku dark looks. As they had
been packing up lunch, he had sure to get a good grope in. He was now sporting
a large bump on his head and a sullen look on his face. Shippo what floating
along behind them in his pink blob form, (what DO you call that??) occasionally
gnawing randomly and people's heads and being as annoying as possible. Funnily
enough, he hadn't been grating Inu-Yasha though. Perhaps even Shippo wasn't
that stupid.
She treats me like a bloody lap dog! He fumed to himself If she tells me to
sit one more time I swear I'll-
"Inu-Yasha Sit!"
Inu-Yasha face once again met dirt. He sat up from his face plant, infuriated.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!!!!!!!!!"
Kagome pointed. An arrow was sticking into the tree right behind him right
where his head had been two seconds before.
"I just saved you from becoming a hanyou shish kabob!" she said, visibly shaken.
Inu-Yasha had already drawn out he tetasugia and was looking around for the
person who had shot the arrow. He didn't know what a shish kabob was, but he
had a feeling that it was not a good thing. He would have to thank Kagome
later. Maybe.
A rustling came from the bushes, followed by a woman's laughter. A tall, elfin
looking woman emerged from the underbrush smiling sweetly.
She was donned in a long purple cloak and a light blue, slightly medieval dress.
Her long blond hair tumbled down to her waist, contrasting beautifully with her
large violet eyes. She was without a doubt the most beautiful woman Inu-Yasha
had ever seen. Yet somehow under all that sweet innocent beauty she held a
slightly sinister look.
Miroku stepped forward and knelt in front of her, "Would you like the honor of
bearing my-"
WHACK!
Hiraikotsu sped forward and added another lump the poor monks head. "You never
learn!"
The elfin girl notched another arrow to the bow she held. "I heard that a half
breed named Inu-Yasha who was carrying the shikon shards was coming my way. I
had to see if the rumors were true." She smiled somewhat menacingly, "and I see
that they are." She aimed the arrow at the hayou's chest. "Unless you want to
spend another fifty years pegged to a tree I suggest you give them to me."
oookay..... i think this first chapter turned out rather well. Please review!
i want to know what you guys think! question, comments death threats! email me
@ suicide_for_dummies@hotmail.com
turns out ok I may write more in the future but for now I'm just going to stick
to one. I don't know how often I'll post so don't expect too much.
Ok! Here it is!!! Close to heart! (pls don't laugh at the title, I couldn't
think of anything else. *sigh*)
PS: I don't own Inu-Yasha! He owns me! (and, unfortunately, the majority of my
savings)
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It was a hot and humid day in Feudal Japan. (come on ppl, have you EVER seen it
rain there?) Summer was on the verge of ending and it seemed the sun was trying
to get in as much scorching heat as possible before the new season.
An odd group of travelers had stopped by the small trickle of an increasingly
dry creek in the hopes of cooling off some before continuing their journey.
Well, at least the majority of them were. A certain irritable hanyou was
sulking in the highest branches possible of a large oak tree. (Note: I don't
know if they have oak trees in Japan, please excuse my lack of knowledge) He
was glaring daggers at a pretty black haired girl who was kneeling by the creek,
washing her face in the cool, clean water. He had just been sat repeatedly and
was feeling rather bitter about it. His irritation increased as a shorthaired
Buddhist monk approached the kneeling girl and gave her an affectionate grope on
the bottom.
"HETAII!" she screamed slapping the monk.
An ungodly sized boomerang appeared, seemingly out of nowhere and hit the monk
in the head, knocking him unconscious. The hanyou smirked; at least he didn't
have to protect Kagome from lecherous monks. No, she could do that all on her
own.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Kagome looked down at the unconscious monk and sighed. Sango emerged from the
bushes just in time to catch her returning boomerang. She lightly prodded
Miroku with the toe of her sandal and made a sound of disgust.
"Lech," she muttered looking hopelessly at Kagome.
Kamgome shrugged at looked up at the brooding Inu-Yasha. She was sorry she had
sat him. Although she sometimes did take sadistic pleasure in it, she had just
been trying to stop him from killing Shippo. The poor little kitsune was still
sitting on the ground, quivering from his near encounter with death. Kiara lay
beside him, presently sleeping, somehow oblivious to everything around her.
Kamgome took off her pack and set it on the ground, deciding that this place was
as good as any to have lunch. She took out the last of the food she had brought
from home and laid it out on a large checkered picnic blanket.
This seemed to have a magically reviving affect on the group. Shippo stopped
cowering and began to hover over Kagome's shoulder, bouncing on the balls of his
feet.
"Is it ready yet?"
"No."
"Is it ready yet?"
"No."
"Is it ready yet?"
"NO!"
Miroku immediately regained consciousness and watched Kagome's progress with
hungry eyes. Sango forgot her anger long enough to kneel down beside him. (Very
cautiously though, and out of groping range) The food seemed to have a magnetic
effect on everyone.
Well, almost everyone.
"Inu-Yasha! Come down and eat!" the girl called to the sullen hanyou.
"Make me wench!" he shouted back.
Kagome suppressed the urge to tell him to sit. "All right then, I guess I'll
given all this great RAMEN to Shippo!"
The hanyou was instantly at her side. "What ramen?" he asked, somewhat
cautiously.
The girl mocked surprise, "I thought you didn't want any"
The half demon smirked, "Well it beats your cooking"
"OSUWARI! OSUWARI! OSUWARI!"
Inu-Yasha cursed as his face met the dirt.
WHOOMPH!
WHOOMPH!
WHOOMPH!!!!
The clearing was silent. Kagome sighed. Sitting down on the checkered blanket
she began to eat her lunch. The others followed suit. Inu-Yasha remained lying
motionless on the ground.
"If Inu-Yasha's dead can I have his food?" Shippo asked through a mouth full of
noodles.
Kagome shrugged, "I don't see why not."
The hanyou raised his face from the dirt long enough to give the kinsune a
menacing glare.
Shippo gulped and left the half demon's food alone.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Once lunch was done the "merry" group once again began to travel.
Inu-Yasha stormed ahead, refusing to look back at the rest of them or even
acknowledge their presence. Sango was giving Miroku dark looks. As they had
been packing up lunch, he had sure to get a good grope in. He was now sporting
a large bump on his head and a sullen look on his face. Shippo what floating
along behind them in his pink blob form, (what DO you call that??) occasionally
gnawing randomly and people's heads and being as annoying as possible. Funnily
enough, he hadn't been grating Inu-Yasha though. Perhaps even Shippo wasn't
that stupid.
She treats me like a bloody lap dog! He fumed to himself If she tells me to
sit one more time I swear I'll-
"Inu-Yasha Sit!"
Inu-Yasha face once again met dirt. He sat up from his face plant, infuriated.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!!!!!!!!!"
Kagome pointed. An arrow was sticking into the tree right behind him right
where his head had been two seconds before.
"I just saved you from becoming a hanyou shish kabob!" she said, visibly shaken.
Inu-Yasha had already drawn out he tetasugia and was looking around for the
person who had shot the arrow. He didn't know what a shish kabob was, but he
had a feeling that it was not a good thing. He would have to thank Kagome
later. Maybe.
A rustling came from the bushes, followed by a woman's laughter. A tall, elfin
looking woman emerged from the underbrush smiling sweetly.
She was donned in a long purple cloak and a light blue, slightly medieval dress.
Her long blond hair tumbled down to her waist, contrasting beautifully with her
large violet eyes. She was without a doubt the most beautiful woman Inu-Yasha
had ever seen. Yet somehow under all that sweet innocent beauty she held a
slightly sinister look.
Miroku stepped forward and knelt in front of her, "Would you like the honor of
bearing my-"
WHACK!
Hiraikotsu sped forward and added another lump the poor monks head. "You never
learn!"
The elfin girl notched another arrow to the bow she held. "I heard that a half
breed named Inu-Yasha who was carrying the shikon shards was coming my way. I
had to see if the rumors were true." She smiled somewhat menacingly, "and I see
that they are." She aimed the arrow at the hayou's chest. "Unless you want to
spend another fifty years pegged to a tree I suggest you give them to me."
oookay..... i think this first chapter turned out rather well. Please review!
i want to know what you guys think! question, comments death threats! email me
@ suicide_for_dummies@hotmail.com