AN: Hello with another (Pointless) one-shot! This idea just popped into my head one day when I was bored, so don't take it too seriously, okay?
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Inuyasha Locator
Inspired By Rumiko Takahashi's Inuyasha
On an average day in the feudal era the birds sang, the breeze was sweet with flowers, and various creatures scampered through the forest. No demons were in sight and there wasn't a single scream of terror echoing in the thick expanse of trees. All was well in the world… well, almost.
Kagome Higurashi was stalking through the woods with increasing agitation, calling the name of her half-demon friend over and over again to no avail. She and Inuyasha had gotten in a small argument roughly an hour ago before he had finally had enough and stomped away. Now, after all this time, Kagome had taken it upon herself to suck up her pride and apologize. This was something that should have been relatively easy if not for her problem tracking him down.
"Inuyasha!" Kagome yelled again, "Come out already, Inuyasha! You making me tromp all over this stupid forest looking for you isn't funny!"
With a grumble of annoyance she prepared to call out again, only to stop at the comforting feeling of Sango's hand on her shoulder, "Kagome… why don't we stop looking for him for now? If he doesn't want to be found we're probably not going to find him."
The black haired girl scowled, "I don't know why we should give up when he's probably within hearing range of us and only ignoring me because he's sulking."
"Well," Miroku shrugged, "what can we do? We have no other way of finding him."
For a moment Kagome paused in thought before a wide, mischievous grin split her face, "Actually, I do." With little warning she took a deep breath and screamed at the top of her lungs, "INUYASHA! SIT!" Almost instantly a loud thud boomed through the forest and the girl cocked her head to the side as she calculated in her head. Her eyes lit up and she chirped, "Oh, good! That's within a mile of here! Come on!"
With a hum and a new bounce to her step she began to trot cheerfully towards the sound, leaving her group to exchange looks.
Tentatively, Shippo whispered to Miroku, "Is that an example of "abusing one's power"?"
"Yes, Shippo," Miroku nodded sagely in response, "it is."