Where Did My Hands Go?

Disclaimer: I really, really wanna own the Inu gang in this story. But I don't. I do, however, own the ebil, but original characters, and the twisted and demented plot and idea.

Summary: The Inu gang and friends are turned into animals!.:gasp:.What will happen? Anything I want!

A/N: I don't know if this is an original idea or not. Meaning, I don't know if someone else has done this already, but I was sitting in my recliner with a fever and the idea suddenly sprang into my head. Maybe it was the fever...

Chapter One: I'm Bored!

A squirrel demon was laying on her back, staring up at the sky, half-listening to her friend ramble on and on about ladybugs. It was the middle of summer, and it was sweltering. The two had nothing to do, and it was still early in the day. The squirrel demon, named Murasaki, rolled over onto her stomach and tried to think of something her and her friend, a very powerful cat demon named Torahoshi, could do that day. Suddenly Murasaki sprang up, smiling brightly.

"What is it, Mura? Are you going for a swim?" Torahoshi raised an eyebrow.

"No, you silly mongoose! I thought of an idea! Come down to the river with me, and I'll tell you about it!" Mura skipped down the hill to the river that she and Tora had built a house by.

"Fine...But what's a mongoose?" Tora said, following a bit more slowly. When the two demon friends were finally together and Mura had stopped bouncing on her heels and chattering from excitement (She's a squirrel-demon, remember!), she started to reveal her (ebil! o.o) plot to the cat demon. Tora had been running her clawed fingers through her tiger hair, but stopped when it seemed that Mura had reached the point.

"Turn random people into random animals? Why?" Mura just grinned more.

"Because it's fun!" Tora fell over all anime-styled like. XD

OoOElsewhereOoO

"Kaaa-gooo-meee! I'm boooored! Do you have anything I can do?" Shippou whined. The group of five had taken the day off, deciding to spend it resting the the shade of a large tree by a river. Inuyasha and Miroku were sleeping, Sango was reading a book that Kagome had brought for her, and Kagome was trying to catch up on some homework. Shippou had had fun splashing around in the river shallows for about two hours, then he tried to entertain himself by seeing how far he could throw random river stones, and since then had been trying to find other things to do. Kagome sighed, becoming frustrated with the kitsune.

"Shippou, let me see if I have any crayons in my bag." Kagome dug through the yellow bag that seemed to defy reality. She frowned, and grabbed something. In her hands was a box with a slightly mushy mix of several colours, now one ugly mix.

"Sorry..It looks like the crayons melted. I guess you'll have to find something else to occupy you. I'm really sorry...I'll buy you some more as soon as I can!" Smiling softly at the dejected child in front of her, and went back to her work. Inuyasha was twitching in his sleep, much like a dog does. Shippou walked away, head drooping pitifully. Kagome felt really bad, but there really wasn't anything she could have done about it, so she tried not to dwell on it long.

The book that Kagome had brought from her time for Sango was...interesting. It was a love story, set in a time of war. A woman was a healer in an army, sent to a strange place called Germany. She fell in love with a soldier, who had been seriously wounded, and was now the one man she was trying to save from death. Apparently, this war the book talked about really happened, or 'will happen,' as Kagome put it. Sango decided that she liked the book, and had been spending all of her free time lately reading it.

Miroku and Inuyasha were enjoying their naps...Well...Inuyasha was. Miroku was dreaming, and they weren't the nicest of dreams.

OoOMiroku's DreamOoO

Miroku was walking through a field full of bright red flowers. He seemed to be lost, but it seemed like a nice place to be lost in. Just a peaceful, quiet field, full of lovely flowers with Sango's face in the centers. Yup. Nice place to be. Suddenly, Miroku felt sleepy.

'Weird..I'm dreaming, yet I feel so..sleepy...' And, without holding that thought, Miroku fell over on a patch of Sango flowers, snoring softly. He curled up, a smile on his features. Suddenly, several hundred slaps were heard. Miroku woke up (in his dream) with a start.

"The flowers! They slapped me!" The dream Miroku screamed (like a girl) in horror. "They're coming to get me!" He screamed again (like a girl) as the flowers he had slept on unrooted themselves and ran after him, all carrying small versions of the real Sango's Hiraikotsu.

OoOEnd Miroku's DreamOoO

Kagome raised a brow as Miroku's face twitched in his sleep. Not wanting to think about what he was dreaming, she went back to figuring out a math problem.

'I hate school so much...Especially math. Who's ever going to use this again? I think the only people who use it every day of their lives are math teachers and the poor students they torture with it...' Kagome frowned. 'Why are we doing this again? Haven't we already done the pythagorean theorm enough? Who cares about right triangles that much anyway? I could stay in the Fuedal Era forever if it would mean escaping math...Math has even less meaning here than it does in the future, which means I could go through life and never have to deal with another hypotoneus!'

All of a sudden, Kagome dropped her pencil with a yelp. Her hands! They were paws!

Me: Nuu! Not the paws! Anything but the paws .:faints:. I know that was uber short, but I wanted to stop it there.

Tora: Just, please, tell her if it sucked as much as she thinks it does!

Mura: She really does think it sucks..Why does my name have to shorten into "village" when Tora's actually goes with her name when her's is shortened? That's not fair. .:pout:.

Me: n.n' Please, review!

NOTES:

Tora's tiger hair: That means her hair is gingerish with black stripes. Tiger hair, like mine is going to be in a couple months n.n

The war in Sango's book: WWII. I hate WWII. I'm sick of hearing about it.

Miroku's dream: Yeah. Uh, based off the scene in The Wizard of Oz. Kinda. My friend told me I should have Miroku run off to an emerald city, too. I thwapped her.

Pthagorean theorm: .:shrug:. It's what we're doing in math right now. For about the third year running. -.-'

PLEASE R/R .:beg:.