YKG: We read a beautiful fic called 'Rekindling' by WindSprite.
RKG: Which inspired the following fic.
Disclaimer—What genius reader out there thinks I own the anime? Now, if I owned it, wouldn't the following be worked into the plot of the anime? Yes.
Chapter One Stars
They were only half a day's journey from Kaede's village where they had waited for Kagome to take another trip to the future. Kirara had had a broken paw and was stuck in the village still. Shippo had taken off in relative secrecy about some 'burrow.' And the three adults (Miroku, Sango, and Inu-Yasha) had waited somewhat patiently.
Of course, Inu-Yasha had become impatient on the second day and waited by the well. For two more days, nothing. Apparently, Kikyo had snuck up on Inu- Yasha and seduced him just in time for Kagome's reappearance.
Kagome had a chat with him and they had decided to work on the mission rather than fight. Evidently, she wasn't so calm as earlier believed.
Six times they had stopped, let Inu-Yasha and Kagome duke it out a bit, then moved on. But Miroku and Sango had only so much patience.
"How could you?" Kagome screamed, once again that afternoon.
The group of weary travelers stopped, yet again as another fight broke out amongst Kagome and Inu-Yasha.
"I said I was sorry." Inu-Yasha growled.
"You didn't look sorry when you were sucking her face off."
"She came onto me."
"But did you fight back?"
"Well . . ."
"So, you really love her? What am I? To you, what am I really?"
"Kagome. . . I. . ."
"Just her reincarnation, I guess. That's it. I'm out of here."
Kagome turned around and began stomping away angrily. Sango and Miroku looked at Inu-Yasha expectantly.
"Wait, Kagome!"
"I—NU—YA—SHA! OSUWARI!"
Ka-thud!
"OSUWARI! OSUWARI!"
Ka-thud! Ka-thud! Crack!
"And good riddance!"
Kagome had stomped away. She was headed for the well and seemed to be able to gain speed and kill anything (grass, bugs, flowers) that got near her feet.
Sango and Miroku looked at the poor creature that was half a foot in the earth.
"You know, you shouldn't be two-timing Kagome with a dead broad." Miroku said, which sounded pretty reasonable. Until "Get the girls while they're hot and fresh."
"You're one to talk. If we counted the amount of girls you've groped this month—" Sango muttered. "Inu-Yasha, you have to choose. If you love Kagome, you have to prove it to her. Show her that you love her."
"Mmph-er ud em dumph." Inu-Yasha replied.
"What?" the two asked.
"Mmph-er ud em dumph."
Sango leaned over slightly. "We can't understand you. You're in the dirt."
Inu-Yasha lifted his head and spit out a clump of earth. "Easier said than done."
"Then do it!" Sango encouraged.
Inu-Yasha picked himself out of the dirt. "All right. I'm going after her."
"Not now. Give her some time to relax. Go to Kaede's place and ask for advice. Trust me, she can help you with your little 'love triangle.'" Sango advised.
So, Inu-Yasha took off. Leaving Miroku and Sango all alone.
"Er, what do we do now?" asked Sango.
"I have a few ideas." Miroku said, smirking suggestively.
BONK! One boomerang bone collided with one skull.
"Ever fished?" asked Miroku.
"No. I killed a demon fish once." Sango answered.
"There has to be a river or stream nearby."
After a good half an hour of looking, they found a gargling brook. Miroku instructed Sango to roll up her sleeves and the hem of her skirt. Miroku rolled up his sleeves and the hem of his robes. They stood in the brook, completely still, until. . .
"Gotcha!" Miroku cried triumphantly grabbing a salmon. Unfortunately, it wriggled out of his grasp, hit him in the face and bounced back in the river.
Sango laughed and Miroku laughed too, even as he turned his face away and mouthed ow!
Evening set in, and the water became unbearably cold. Sango and Miroku gathered up the fish. Sango had caught seven large bass. Miroku caught four small sunfish.
"I can't believe you're so good at fishing!" Miroku remarked as they began a fire together.
"I can't believe you're so bad yet you taught me!" Sango joked.
"Well, at least we have dinner." Miroku said.
"Oh, changing the subject?" Sango challenged.
"Maybe I am." He laughed.
"Four little fishies. I think you're fish are cute."
Miroku sucked in his cheeks and crossed his eyes. He put his hands to his neck and flapped them slowly.
"They're a lot like you!" Sango cried, laughing harder.
Miroku and Sango cooked the fish in a companionable silence. The fire was built up well, which was good because the night was chilly.
Sango subconsciously scooted closer to Miroku because it was so cold.
"Look at the stars. Aren't they pretty?" asked Miroku.
"Yes. Breathtaking." Sango agreed, looking up.
"They remind me of the sparkle in your eyes when you laugh." Miroku admitted.
"My eyes aren't that pretty," Sango said, blushing.
"You're right. You're prettier. Sango, it seems like you and I've been around each other for so long."
"Eons." Sango admitted.
"Sango, there's something I've always wanted to. . . tell you."
"Really?"
"Yes. I. . . that is to say. . . I'm in love with you Sango."
Sango looked at him. She was finally aware of their close proximity.
"Miroku."
Suddenly, Sango felt very aware of two lips on her own.
The stars in the sky twinkled as the breathtaking moment went on below. But the peace was shattered by a fox.
"Hey, guys, I'm back. If you're doing anything wrong that I don't want to see, stop!"
Sango and Miroku broke apart at the voice. They peered through the darkness.
"Hey, guys!"
"Shippo?" They asked incredulously.
The figure that stepped out of the darkness was not the little ball of kitsune they used ot know. But it had to be him.
Dressed in blue kimono pants and a lighter blue with white leaf design shirt, he was dressed the same. But know he was as tall as Kouga (same eyes except Shippo's eyes were teal). He had fox feet that were human-sized with dark brown fur to the ankle. With his long flowy ponytail of auburn hair and a long reddish tail, it oculdn't be Shippo.
"Well, don't look so surprised. It's me, Shippo. Just because I've grown up. . ." Shippo stated in his deeper richer voice.
"In just five days!" Sango cried.
"I performed my manhood ritual at the burrow. It's a kitsune thing." Shippo explained, vaguely.
"We weren't expecting you back. . . so soon." Miroku said, winking.
"I've been back for a full day. I was helping Kaede with a cure. A girl was sick and we just had to help. Where's Kagome and Inu-Yasha?"
"Another fight." The pair stated.
Shippo settled down on the other side fo the fire. "Well, I'm just going to nod off. Don't mind me."
Shippo's snores quickly filled the camp site. Miroku turned his head to Sango.
"I'm worn out. I'm going to bed." Sango said. "And the mood was ruined. We'll get another chance."
"Do you want me to tuck you in?" Miroku asked innocently.
"You can be really sweet sometimes." Sango said.
"Good night. I love you." Miroku finished with a soft kiss on her cheek.
Sango blushed as she stretched out on the ground and spread her heavy outer robe around her as a blanket.
TO BE CONTINUED. . .
YKG: Originally, I was going to do a one-shot but it does seem like they're always interrupted, right?
RKG: Five reviews to continue!
RKG: Which inspired the following fic.
Disclaimer—What genius reader out there thinks I own the anime? Now, if I owned it, wouldn't the following be worked into the plot of the anime? Yes.
Chapter One Stars
They were only half a day's journey from Kaede's village where they had waited for Kagome to take another trip to the future. Kirara had had a broken paw and was stuck in the village still. Shippo had taken off in relative secrecy about some 'burrow.' And the three adults (Miroku, Sango, and Inu-Yasha) had waited somewhat patiently.
Of course, Inu-Yasha had become impatient on the second day and waited by the well. For two more days, nothing. Apparently, Kikyo had snuck up on Inu- Yasha and seduced him just in time for Kagome's reappearance.
Kagome had a chat with him and they had decided to work on the mission rather than fight. Evidently, she wasn't so calm as earlier believed.
Six times they had stopped, let Inu-Yasha and Kagome duke it out a bit, then moved on. But Miroku and Sango had only so much patience.
"How could you?" Kagome screamed, once again that afternoon.
The group of weary travelers stopped, yet again as another fight broke out amongst Kagome and Inu-Yasha.
"I said I was sorry." Inu-Yasha growled.
"You didn't look sorry when you were sucking her face off."
"She came onto me."
"But did you fight back?"
"Well . . ."
"So, you really love her? What am I? To you, what am I really?"
"Kagome. . . I. . ."
"Just her reincarnation, I guess. That's it. I'm out of here."
Kagome turned around and began stomping away angrily. Sango and Miroku looked at Inu-Yasha expectantly.
"Wait, Kagome!"
"I—NU—YA—SHA! OSUWARI!"
Ka-thud!
"OSUWARI! OSUWARI!"
Ka-thud! Ka-thud! Crack!
"And good riddance!"
Kagome had stomped away. She was headed for the well and seemed to be able to gain speed and kill anything (grass, bugs, flowers) that got near her feet.
Sango and Miroku looked at the poor creature that was half a foot in the earth.
"You know, you shouldn't be two-timing Kagome with a dead broad." Miroku said, which sounded pretty reasonable. Until "Get the girls while they're hot and fresh."
"You're one to talk. If we counted the amount of girls you've groped this month—" Sango muttered. "Inu-Yasha, you have to choose. If you love Kagome, you have to prove it to her. Show her that you love her."
"Mmph-er ud em dumph." Inu-Yasha replied.
"What?" the two asked.
"Mmph-er ud em dumph."
Sango leaned over slightly. "We can't understand you. You're in the dirt."
Inu-Yasha lifted his head and spit out a clump of earth. "Easier said than done."
"Then do it!" Sango encouraged.
Inu-Yasha picked himself out of the dirt. "All right. I'm going after her."
"Not now. Give her some time to relax. Go to Kaede's place and ask for advice. Trust me, she can help you with your little 'love triangle.'" Sango advised.
So, Inu-Yasha took off. Leaving Miroku and Sango all alone.
"Er, what do we do now?" asked Sango.
"I have a few ideas." Miroku said, smirking suggestively.
BONK! One boomerang bone collided with one skull.
"Ever fished?" asked Miroku.
"No. I killed a demon fish once." Sango answered.
"There has to be a river or stream nearby."
After a good half an hour of looking, they found a gargling brook. Miroku instructed Sango to roll up her sleeves and the hem of her skirt. Miroku rolled up his sleeves and the hem of his robes. They stood in the brook, completely still, until. . .
"Gotcha!" Miroku cried triumphantly grabbing a salmon. Unfortunately, it wriggled out of his grasp, hit him in the face and bounced back in the river.
Sango laughed and Miroku laughed too, even as he turned his face away and mouthed ow!
Evening set in, and the water became unbearably cold. Sango and Miroku gathered up the fish. Sango had caught seven large bass. Miroku caught four small sunfish.
"I can't believe you're so good at fishing!" Miroku remarked as they began a fire together.
"I can't believe you're so bad yet you taught me!" Sango joked.
"Well, at least we have dinner." Miroku said.
"Oh, changing the subject?" Sango challenged.
"Maybe I am." He laughed.
"Four little fishies. I think you're fish are cute."
Miroku sucked in his cheeks and crossed his eyes. He put his hands to his neck and flapped them slowly.
"They're a lot like you!" Sango cried, laughing harder.
Miroku and Sango cooked the fish in a companionable silence. The fire was built up well, which was good because the night was chilly.
Sango subconsciously scooted closer to Miroku because it was so cold.
"Look at the stars. Aren't they pretty?" asked Miroku.
"Yes. Breathtaking." Sango agreed, looking up.
"They remind me of the sparkle in your eyes when you laugh." Miroku admitted.
"My eyes aren't that pretty," Sango said, blushing.
"You're right. You're prettier. Sango, it seems like you and I've been around each other for so long."
"Eons." Sango admitted.
"Sango, there's something I've always wanted to. . . tell you."
"Really?"
"Yes. I. . . that is to say. . . I'm in love with you Sango."
Sango looked at him. She was finally aware of their close proximity.
"Miroku."
Suddenly, Sango felt very aware of two lips on her own.
The stars in the sky twinkled as the breathtaking moment went on below. But the peace was shattered by a fox.
"Hey, guys, I'm back. If you're doing anything wrong that I don't want to see, stop!"
Sango and Miroku broke apart at the voice. They peered through the darkness.
"Hey, guys!"
"Shippo?" They asked incredulously.
The figure that stepped out of the darkness was not the little ball of kitsune they used ot know. But it had to be him.
Dressed in blue kimono pants and a lighter blue with white leaf design shirt, he was dressed the same. But know he was as tall as Kouga (same eyes except Shippo's eyes were teal). He had fox feet that were human-sized with dark brown fur to the ankle. With his long flowy ponytail of auburn hair and a long reddish tail, it oculdn't be Shippo.
"Well, don't look so surprised. It's me, Shippo. Just because I've grown up. . ." Shippo stated in his deeper richer voice.
"In just five days!" Sango cried.
"I performed my manhood ritual at the burrow. It's a kitsune thing." Shippo explained, vaguely.
"We weren't expecting you back. . . so soon." Miroku said, winking.
"I've been back for a full day. I was helping Kaede with a cure. A girl was sick and we just had to help. Where's Kagome and Inu-Yasha?"
"Another fight." The pair stated.
Shippo settled down on the other side fo the fire. "Well, I'm just going to nod off. Don't mind me."
Shippo's snores quickly filled the camp site. Miroku turned his head to Sango.
"I'm worn out. I'm going to bed." Sango said. "And the mood was ruined. We'll get another chance."
"Do you want me to tuck you in?" Miroku asked innocently.
"You can be really sweet sometimes." Sango said.
"Good night. I love you." Miroku finished with a soft kiss on her cheek.
Sango blushed as she stretched out on the ground and spread her heavy outer robe around her as a blanket.
TO BE CONTINUED. . .
YKG: Originally, I was going to do a one-shot but it does seem like they're always interrupted, right?
RKG: Five reviews to continue!