Light of a New Moon
By your very own, Personal Reaper.
Disclaimer: Don't own InuYasha, or any names associated with it.
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There was much light illuminating the area the hanyou was inhabiting; despite the sun hanging somewhere, hidden beneath the clouds; sheep's wool in the ocean of the day sky. Along the sides of a small, run-down looking shanty, were lined a wide range of characters; a monk, a demon huntress and her demon companion, a small fox demon and what seemed to be a present-day Japanese schoolgirl. While the former three seemed rather solemn and stoic, the latter two were rather obviously bored, fidgeting incessantly.
Eventually, the schoolgirl - Kagome, by name - turned towards the door, sticking her head beyond the dirty blanket used as a makeshift door to the humble little place. "InuYasha, how long do you plan on making us wait out here?" Only moments after finishing what she says, she quickly pulls her head back. A small stool, thrown from within, tore the blanket off the wood it was so barely clinging to, the bundle rolling down the slight slope with whatever velocity was left in it.
A growl came from inside, as Inu Yasha emerged; brushing a cloud of dust and grime off of his red robe impatiently. "Hold your tongue, Kagome..." He leans down a bit, patting the bottom of his robe down, as well; another light cloud escaping. After looking up to whom he was addressing - and getting the stuck-out tongue treatment - he continues. "I don't know why we had to pick the most rundown place in the entire village." He gestures to the monk slightly with one hand, it soon being filled with his trusty blade.
The monk, Miroku, readily remedied his confusion... having seen his complaint coming, apparently. "There is a demon here. We need to seem subtle if we want to convince a lord to pay us handsomely to remove it." His logic only earned him a blow to the back of the head with the sheath of InuYasha's blade.
"There's a demon right here, damn it! And I don't know about you, but I would much rather be attacked in a nice room than in a damn rat hole!" He fit the sword to the sash of his robe, muttering darkly as he assured himself that the sword would come free when he so desired. After a moment of groaning, Miroku finally raised himself back to his feet...with the assistance of Sango, the huntress.
Kagome, almost in sync with the other female of the group, sighed heavily. "Can we just drop it? It's morning, the sun is shining, the birds are singing, InuYasha is human..." She paused for a moment, before turning to face the usually half-demon. Realizing her mistake, she quickly ducked back to avoid a similar blow than that which hit Miroku.
"Damn it, woman!" His hair, which was usually a shade of silver, was black as coal; the dog ears that had their place set on his head had seemed to have vanished, along with his claws. "I really don't need a reminder of how weak I am today!" InuYasha stumbled back a bit as three hands covered over his mouth, the schoolgirl speaking again.
"Say that a little louder, InuYasha, I don't think quite all of the demons heard you." His speech robbed from him, the now-human male rolled his eyes, and kicked the monk off of him; the rest of the hands retreated soon, as well. "Well, you aren't -that- weak. Just...not as strong as usual." This warranted another growl from InuYasha, though knowing that it wouldn't be accompanied by the unsheathing of the death penalty strapped to his waist, the group shared a nice laugh.
As they started towards a rather grand-looking mansion, there was a loud cry from InuYasha; "SHUT UP, DAMN IT!" There was a little more laughing, before a thump, and a groan.
"Stop hitting Miroku, InuYasha!"
"Would you rather I hit you?"
"I'd floor you before you took a step!"
"I'd like to see you try!"
"SIT, BOY!" A light, pink ring of energy resounded from InuYasha's neck; before he was slammed to the ground face-first, leaving a rather deep crater. They would gather around it, and after a moment, the rather weary monk prodded at his twitching body.
"... That ... hurt ..."
The schoolgirl would shrug, and grab him by the back of his robe; trying to tug him back out of his little hole. "Oh, don't be such a wimp. You've taken six or seven of those in a row before." After being helped by the rest of the group, he'd finally be lifted out, and tossed onto the road in front of the crater.
Soon after, he'd slowly push himself up, finally rising to his feet. "Any other day but this one..." He starts to sulk off, staggering down the road, joined by the rest of the group as soon as they can catch up.
Kagome soon jogged up beside him, trying to get a look at his face, in case there were any signs of bruising. Seeing none, she just hugged around his neck gently. "Oh, don't be like that. Just because you're...in a bit of a state right now doesn't mean that you can just put your tail between your legs and mope."
InuYasha would give her a glare, mostly for the 'tail between your legs' remark. "That isn't funny." He refrains from hitting her, though, as he would have with the monk; she had him cornered, as if he even hit her lightly, there was a large chance of having another reunion between his face and the path they were walking along.
"Oh...baby."
"I am not!"
"Baaaby."
"Shut up!"
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Almost as soon as the group entered the mansion, they were ambushed; though, not by demons, monsters or anything supernatural like that. They were ambushed by robed figures, all of the female variety. Most fell back into a line, barring any passage any further in. One stepped forward, grabbing InuYasha by the scruff of his robe, and pulling him close.
"What business do you have here?" She yelled at him, glaring at him furiously. All InuYasha could think to do is gulp and remain motionless, having been taken completely offguard. "Answer!"
Miroku stepped forward, about to explain their situation - before catching interest in one of the girls making up the line, wandering over to chat with her quietly. So, shortly after deflecting the Hiraikotsu - her giant boomerang - off of the back of Miroku's head, Sango takes the opportunity, instead. "We heard you had a demon problem. We thought we'd offer our assistance." As the monk started to rise again, he thought himself capable of sneaking a look up that same girl's robe; only being met with two sandaled feet, pushing his head back into the ground.
The lead woman, after thinking it over for a while, nods, and gestures to the other girls to get out of the way. All of them line against the walls except one, absorbed in how interestingly the monk reacted when kicked in the stomach. After a light tapping from her superior, she followed the others, hopelessly trying to suppress laughter. "...Alright. I suppose you can stick around for the day. Just... keep your friend in check, alright?"
The group nodded in unison, save Miroku, who just groaned in pain. The lead woman continued, after giving Miroku a few prods with her foot to get him to rise. "I'll have someone show you to a temporary room. Don't get comfortable. You'll do the job, leave. Get it done fast, and I might have something prepared for you."
InuYasha, who had been being rather quiet since being grabbed, piped up. "What's our pay for this job?" Everyone...the group of women, the team, and the leader; all froze, glaring at InuYasha.
"Who said we were paying you?"
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More later.