Disclaimer: We own nothing, not RENT or affiliated characters (Mark,
Joanne, Maureen, Roger, Mimi, Collins, Benny, Angel and The Man) or music
lyrics. We do no own Inu-Yasha or characters (Kagome, Sesshomaru, Inu-
Yasha, Sango, Koga, Kirara, Naraku, Jaken, Kikyo, and Shippo) or feudal
Japan. We don't even own this computer, we're borrowing it.
A/N: We would like to apologize for the following fic. One of us knows
hardly anything about RENT the other knows just as little about Inu Yasha.
This IS in fact an Inu/Rent cossover. No we're not stupid, we're crazy.
This story is NOT meant to be taken seriously. Enjoy.
Mark had recently acquired a job with a travel agency, which allowed him to decide his own hours, and often meant no more than a few-hour drive (yeah, he had enough money to buy an olive green 1984 Dodge Dart) to get to his location. He made quite a bit of money, and was able to write off his film as a business expense, well, not all of the film he ever used, just as much as he could get away with. After working there for six months he got his first over-seas assignment, he was off to Japan. He was allowed to take five friends, though he had no idea why. He had, of course decided to take his five closest: Roger, Mimi, Collins, Joanne, and Maureen. Benny, meanwhile, had a business trip in the same part of Osaka. He accidentally ordered an extra ticket. The Man had been following him around for lack of a better waste of time, and had gotten a passport for the same time in case such a screw up occurred.
Meanwhile in Sengoku Jidai (feudal Japan), the evil hanyou (half- demon) Naraku was plotting yet another vile scheam to destroy Inu-Yasha and finally gain the power of the Shikon no Tama (Shikon Jewel). He was planning to exploit the power of the Do-kai Jikan youkai (time binder demons) to draw back a great evil from the future: Americans!
Five hundred years latter Mark's camera had been practically surgically attached to him. "Mark, we understand you have a job to do and all, but you're gonna end up with more shots of my wife (A/N yes wife) than of Japan!"
"Nonsense, Joanne and Collins are the main character of this film."
"Don't you ever put that thing down? I mean you'd think the battery would run out eventually," Maureen asked. She generally would have been fine with Mark being a camera, but she wasn't the star of this one, plus He was getting shots of her Joanne. Little did she know, he was getting more shots of Collins who had no jealous lover to get in the way.
"Nope, I've seven batteries, three extras on me at all times, and three charging in the hotel room." He said getting an excellent shot of a crowd sweeping up to the skyline, pure travel video gold.
Collins wanting to change the subject commented, "Wow this place is so crowded, it makes New York look like a ghost town!" Looking around, everyone agreed. Just then, Maureen spotted Benny, who was being followed around by what was probably an assistant (though we know it was The Man) she ran up to him and all followed her wondering what was so important that she would run off unannounced.
Unknown to our foolish American protagonist, at this moment 500 years ago during the Sengoku Jidai era the evil Naraku had just opened the wormhole to the future. The portal that, any minute now, would bring to him the most fearsome and destructive force in the world...8 bohemian Americans. scary music
Suddenly the RENT gang was surrounded by a mass of stars and space and blue puffy mist as if they were flying through the galaxy it self. The Man decided he must have been on a bad trip, though he didn't remember taking anything. Benny was confused. Mark figured that Benny dreaming. To prove Mark's point, Collins kissed Benny. Benny liked it. Collins puked. Mark decided that it must be he himself dreaming. Maureen looked at the pretty stars, "Look Joanne, pretty stars!"
"And blue puffy mist!" a rather out-of-character Joanne added. Roger and Mimi were off in their own world. They were used to stars and mist and not being able to see anyone else. They didn't even realize that anyone else saw the spectacular show.
Naraku waited expectantly as the portal opened up in front of him. "And now..." he said in his low creepy voice, "I shall finally have an ally capable of rivaling the Inu-Yasha- tatchi (Team Inu-Yasha)."
As if on cue our 8 'heroes' fell through the portal in a dog pile on the floor. "Ouch! Maureen that's my eye!" A skinny human said.
"You don't need it." A blond female replied "You're only a mediocre film maker."
"Mediocre! You think I'm that good?" The male asked skeptically.
"Well, you did win that award thingy for 'Today 4 You: Proof Positive.'" The group got up and brushed themselves off, and Roger was overprotective of Mimi, as expected.
"Are you sure you're okay, honey?"
"Yes, for the last time, I was on the top of the pile. Are you okay, you somehow ended up on the bottom."
"No, I'm fine, I actually had a nice soft Benny, and The Man to break my fall." Mimi smiled, she was fine as long as Roger was okay.
Benny who actually was on the bottom, however, was sprawled on the ground, groaning in pain, The Man offered him something to "ease the pain," but not even Benny was that stupid.
One everyone was off the floor and dusted off they noticed the tall, dark and creepy figure of a guy dressed as a baboon. "Look a monky man!" Maureen exclaimed exitedly. "Do you think he'll dance for us, pukei?" "Maureen dearest are you feeling okay?" A tall black woman asked the exitedly squeeling blond.
The creepy monky man drew near them so's to speak. "Anatawa shokan suru watashi." He said.
The human called Mark replyed: "What the fuck dose that mean?!"
A tall black man with his hair shaved off came up to speak. "Suimasen." He began. "Watashi no namae wa Korinsu (Collins) desu." The RENT crew looked at Collins, complete and utter confusion apparent on their faces.
"Three questions, for you, Collins" Roger said, "When did you learn Japanese? Why haven't you been using it this whole trip? And what did he just say?"
"I learned Japanese in high school and college. I have been using it, you weren't paying attention, it's not my fault you constantly have your heads in phrase books. And he said he has 'summoned' us here."
"Well ask him who he is." Roger ordered.
"And if he could do a dance!" Maureen said exitedly.
"Dare da, omairra?" Collins asked.
"Gommen." The monky man said in that low creepy voice. "Atashi namai wa Naraku."
"Well... Wha'd he say?" Roger asked.
"He's speeking a slang dialect most often used in Animes. I think his name's Naraku."
"And what about the dance?"
"Odori anatawa?" Collins asked.
The creepy feeling around the monkey man seemed to grow darker and creepier. "Iie" was all he said. Yet it was in such a way that suggested that if anyone asked him that again he would kill them.
Collins decided to change the topic. "Watashitachi hitsuyo nani?"
"Omaira Inu-yasha korosu!"
"What did he say this time?" Mimi asked.
"Apparently he wants us to kill someone named 'Yasha-Dog'"
"Inu-Yasha: A Fudal Fairy Tale?" Mark asked excitedly. "I love that Manga!"
Everyone looked at him with a look on their faces that clearly said: "WtF are you talking about?!"
"It's a Japanese comic book. I used to read them al the time in college."
"Is that why he's so nerdy?" Maureen asked her Pookie.
"No he read it because he's a nerd. No one what causes nerdiness, scientists are still trying to figure that one out. The problem is their all nerds too." Joanne explained informatively.
"Oh" everyone else but Mark responded, they all learned something knew.
Now we authors are getting board and want to go for a walk. So we're going to end the chapter here. Ja ne.
Mark had recently acquired a job with a travel agency, which allowed him to decide his own hours, and often meant no more than a few-hour drive (yeah, he had enough money to buy an olive green 1984 Dodge Dart) to get to his location. He made quite a bit of money, and was able to write off his film as a business expense, well, not all of the film he ever used, just as much as he could get away with. After working there for six months he got his first over-seas assignment, he was off to Japan. He was allowed to take five friends, though he had no idea why. He had, of course decided to take his five closest: Roger, Mimi, Collins, Joanne, and Maureen. Benny, meanwhile, had a business trip in the same part of Osaka. He accidentally ordered an extra ticket. The Man had been following him around for lack of a better waste of time, and had gotten a passport for the same time in case such a screw up occurred.
Meanwhile in Sengoku Jidai (feudal Japan), the evil hanyou (half- demon) Naraku was plotting yet another vile scheam to destroy Inu-Yasha and finally gain the power of the Shikon no Tama (Shikon Jewel). He was planning to exploit the power of the Do-kai Jikan youkai (time binder demons) to draw back a great evil from the future: Americans!
Five hundred years latter Mark's camera had been practically surgically attached to him. "Mark, we understand you have a job to do and all, but you're gonna end up with more shots of my wife (A/N yes wife) than of Japan!"
"Nonsense, Joanne and Collins are the main character of this film."
"Don't you ever put that thing down? I mean you'd think the battery would run out eventually," Maureen asked. She generally would have been fine with Mark being a camera, but she wasn't the star of this one, plus He was getting shots of her Joanne. Little did she know, he was getting more shots of Collins who had no jealous lover to get in the way.
"Nope, I've seven batteries, three extras on me at all times, and three charging in the hotel room." He said getting an excellent shot of a crowd sweeping up to the skyline, pure travel video gold.
Collins wanting to change the subject commented, "Wow this place is so crowded, it makes New York look like a ghost town!" Looking around, everyone agreed. Just then, Maureen spotted Benny, who was being followed around by what was probably an assistant (though we know it was The Man) she ran up to him and all followed her wondering what was so important that she would run off unannounced.
Unknown to our foolish American protagonist, at this moment 500 years ago during the Sengoku Jidai era the evil Naraku had just opened the wormhole to the future. The portal that, any minute now, would bring to him the most fearsome and destructive force in the world...8 bohemian Americans. scary music
Suddenly the RENT gang was surrounded by a mass of stars and space and blue puffy mist as if they were flying through the galaxy it self. The Man decided he must have been on a bad trip, though he didn't remember taking anything. Benny was confused. Mark figured that Benny dreaming. To prove Mark's point, Collins kissed Benny. Benny liked it. Collins puked. Mark decided that it must be he himself dreaming. Maureen looked at the pretty stars, "Look Joanne, pretty stars!"
"And blue puffy mist!" a rather out-of-character Joanne added. Roger and Mimi were off in their own world. They were used to stars and mist and not being able to see anyone else. They didn't even realize that anyone else saw the spectacular show.
Naraku waited expectantly as the portal opened up in front of him. "And now..." he said in his low creepy voice, "I shall finally have an ally capable of rivaling the Inu-Yasha- tatchi (Team Inu-Yasha)."
As if on cue our 8 'heroes' fell through the portal in a dog pile on the floor. "Ouch! Maureen that's my eye!" A skinny human said.
"You don't need it." A blond female replied "You're only a mediocre film maker."
"Mediocre! You think I'm that good?" The male asked skeptically.
"Well, you did win that award thingy for 'Today 4 You: Proof Positive.'" The group got up and brushed themselves off, and Roger was overprotective of Mimi, as expected.
"Are you sure you're okay, honey?"
"Yes, for the last time, I was on the top of the pile. Are you okay, you somehow ended up on the bottom."
"No, I'm fine, I actually had a nice soft Benny, and The Man to break my fall." Mimi smiled, she was fine as long as Roger was okay.
Benny who actually was on the bottom, however, was sprawled on the ground, groaning in pain, The Man offered him something to "ease the pain," but not even Benny was that stupid.
One everyone was off the floor and dusted off they noticed the tall, dark and creepy figure of a guy dressed as a baboon. "Look a monky man!" Maureen exclaimed exitedly. "Do you think he'll dance for us, pukei?" "Maureen dearest are you feeling okay?" A tall black woman asked the exitedly squeeling blond.
The creepy monky man drew near them so's to speak. "Anatawa shokan suru watashi." He said.
The human called Mark replyed: "What the fuck dose that mean?!"
A tall black man with his hair shaved off came up to speak. "Suimasen." He began. "Watashi no namae wa Korinsu (Collins) desu." The RENT crew looked at Collins, complete and utter confusion apparent on their faces.
"Three questions, for you, Collins" Roger said, "When did you learn Japanese? Why haven't you been using it this whole trip? And what did he just say?"
"I learned Japanese in high school and college. I have been using it, you weren't paying attention, it's not my fault you constantly have your heads in phrase books. And he said he has 'summoned' us here."
"Well ask him who he is." Roger ordered.
"And if he could do a dance!" Maureen said exitedly.
"Dare da, omairra?" Collins asked.
"Gommen." The monky man said in that low creepy voice. "Atashi namai wa Naraku."
"Well... Wha'd he say?" Roger asked.
"He's speeking a slang dialect most often used in Animes. I think his name's Naraku."
"And what about the dance?"
"Odori anatawa?" Collins asked.
The creepy feeling around the monkey man seemed to grow darker and creepier. "Iie" was all he said. Yet it was in such a way that suggested that if anyone asked him that again he would kill them.
Collins decided to change the topic. "Watashitachi hitsuyo nani?"
"Omaira Inu-yasha korosu!"
"What did he say this time?" Mimi asked.
"Apparently he wants us to kill someone named 'Yasha-Dog'"
"Inu-Yasha: A Fudal Fairy Tale?" Mark asked excitedly. "I love that Manga!"
Everyone looked at him with a look on their faces that clearly said: "WtF are you talking about?!"
"It's a Japanese comic book. I used to read them al the time in college."
"Is that why he's so nerdy?" Maureen asked her Pookie.
"No he read it because he's a nerd. No one what causes nerdiness, scientists are still trying to figure that one out. The problem is their all nerds too." Joanne explained informatively.
"Oh" everyone else but Mark responded, they all learned something knew.
Now we authors are getting board and want to go for a walk. So we're going to end the chapter here. Ja ne.