Another Tale of Bishonen World
Anime Chick Authoress
Disclaimer: I own none of the animes, mangas, games, books, etc. mentioned in this fanfiction...damn.
Summary: It's a Bishonen World fanfiction. What else is there to say? Actually, I'm not sure what kind of plot this story is going to have yet. We'll just have to see what happens as I get the creative juices flowing. Also, I would like to thank the amazing authoress Songwind for the inspiration! I haven't been able to write more than a few paragraphs of a fanfiction for about two years. I happened across her fanfiction Bishonen and Bishoujo a while back, started reading it for the third time (just can't put that one down when I start reading it; it's as addictive as sugar!) and got an idea. I haven't been able to stop writing since. Thank you so much Songwind!
Chapter One: Journey to Bishie World
For most teenagers, the weekends are something to look forward to. The weekend is supposed to be marked by having as much fun as possible, right? Well, Irianna's weekends are always something to dread. While most of her friends are out cruising Rogers on Cruise Night, hanging out at the mall, or spending the night at someone else's house, Irianna is stranded at home. It's not that Irianna's parents can't trust their only daughter. Irianna has never given them a reason to distrust her, as she has always been an honest person by nature. Her parents make her stay home, because they distrust the rest of the world. That's right, poor little Irianna's parents are the over-protective type. Actually, Irianna's not so little anymore, seeing as she's nearly eighteen years old. Her parents just refuse to believe that their daughter is a little girl no more but a young woman. That, and the fact that her parents won't buy her a car of her own, is why Irianna is deprived of any sort of social activity outside of her home and school. Sad story, isn't it?
Irianna tore her currently violet gaze away from the television screen to the clock above her bed. The digital face read 11:45 p. m. The girl grinned happily. Her parents could keep her from hanging out with her friends in town, but with a computer and AOL in a corner of her room, she could always hang out with them Online after curfew. In fifteen more minutes, she would be chatting it up with her best friends in a private chatroom they had set up for just that purpose. Until then, she could kick ass on Star Ocean: Till the End of Time. She loved ripping monsters to pieces with Albel Nox, her favorite fighter.
A knock at Irianna's bedroom door interrupted Albel's killing spree as she hit pause to greet the intruder. Caroline McMillan walked in, wrapped up in her bathrobe and looking sleepy.
"Iri, dear, isn't it getting a little late? Shouldn't you be in bed?"
Irianna uttered a moan of agitation and stood up to face her mother. Actually, Caroline was Irianna's adoptive mother, and Lenny was her adoptive father. Thirteen years ago, Caroline had a miscarriage with her first child. After that, the doctors had told her that another pregnancy might result in her own death. Still, the McMillans were desperate to start a family. So, instead of having a child of their own, they adopted a five-year-old Irianna, who had been orphaned only a year earlier. Irianna figured that the loss of their first child so early in their marriage accounted for their over-protective nature, so she could understand why they were so reluctant to let her spread her wings. However, Irianna couldn't help but feel that that was no excuse for treating a seventeen-year-old like a ten-year-old. This made Irianna feel like she had to be a little rebelious every now and then. Her parents needed to know that she had a will of her own, and that no matter what they did, she would someday strike out on her own. They couldn't continue to baby her like they did, or it would tear them to pieces when she finally left, which she fully intended to do. The first chance Irianna got, she was going to start her own life, and be free of the suffocating life she had endured for so long.
"Mom, you won't let me hang out with my friends in town on the weekends, so I have to when they get home from whatever they're doing," Irianna began her usual litany. "I'm not about to ask them to sacrifice their own hobbies and all that to come over here every hour of the weekend, and you won't even let Darius go beyond the front door when you let him on the property at all. I thought we had an agreement that I make my own hours on the weekend, seeing as you and dad are too stubborn to let me even go to the mall."
Caroline narrowed her eyes slightly. "But why can't they just come home earlier and get Online with you then? They should be home earlier than this anyway. And you shouldn't get involved with boys at your age."
Irianna stood her ground firmly. "Their parents know they're safe. Tawny, Psyche, and Darius all have cell phones, and they call their parents all the time. And like I said, I don't like to take up time they could use on something else when I'm always here to talk to them Online, not that I like living like I'm under house arrest, mind you. And Darius is one of my closest friends. I'm not going to stop hanging out with him because you're worried he's going to try something, and he's not going to try somethin, mother." Irianna added that last bit as Caroline opened her mouth to accuse Darius of just that kind of thing. "Now, live up to your promise and leave me be. It's not like I'm going to stay up until dawn."
Caroline adjusted her bathrobe in an agitated manner and left the room, shutting the door behind her. Irianna just sighed and plopped down on the carpeted floor. She hated talking like that to her mother, but if she didn't, Caroline would still be picking out her clothes, telling her how to dress, and monitoring her every move like she was still a little girl. Irianna knew that her parents' protective nature was only proof of their love for her, but it got so damn annoying. She really did feel like she was suffocating.
Vivid violet eyes strayed once more to the digital clock above her bed. 11:50 and only ten more minutes left. Irianna returned to her game. She would massacre this group of monsters, leave the Irisa Fields, and save her progress in Aquios. That sounded like a good idea to her.
At exactly midnight, Irianna was signed on to AOL and staring at the currently blank screen of the chat room. A half second before 12:01 a. m., three other names popped into the chat room. Irianna grinned and heaved a contented sigh. Her buddies were here.
JinTamer1: You guys were almost late. lol So, did I miss much?
RickJames008: u missed so much! darius got beaned by some guy's box of old rubbers! LMAO
CoffeeJunkie3000: shut up! so not funny cuz i yelled at the guy afterward and he nearly kicked my ass! scared the crap outta me, and he was like twice my size.
JinTamer1: Damn! That's nucking futs. Why do I always miss this sort of stuff? I wanna see Darius scream like a girl, too! LMAO
CoffeeJunkie3000: not cool! i did not scream like a girl, u beotch! y do u always laugh at my misery?
RickJames008: yes u did 2 scream like a girl i heard it and i laughed so much!
YoukoOtaku01: she laughs at you b/c ur a puss and the guy wasn't "twice your size" coward! he was scrawnier than psyche and only as tall as me i could have taken him easy!
Irianna couldn't help but laugh. Tawny was the tallest out of the small group of friends, being an even six feet tall. Psyche was 5' 6" and only 110lbs. The guy Tawny had described would have looked like a collection of twigs!
JinTamer1: LMAO Darius is such a puss! He was scrawnier than Psyche and six feet tall? I bet a stiff breeze could have blown him over! Darius just can't stand up for himself. He has to have us girls do it for him!
RickJames008: we knu that already after the last time Tawny got POed at him for pulling her braid 1 2 many times. heheh he really did scream like a girl that time!
CoffeeJunkie3000: ...not funny u lot of beotches! and Tawny's scary when she's mad, after all she's got more muscles than most guys I know! i've been tackled by her in football i should know!
Irianna sighed and shook her head. Darius had made a big mistake with that muscles comment. Tawny, besides being the tallest of the group, was also the most atheletic. Tawny was a star basketball player, and she was a good enough athelete that she had earned a spot on the football team as its first female player. Tawny was considered to be the greatest athelete their high school, and she hadn't earned that title easily. Still, she got a little touchy when someone teased her about her naturally atheletic build, which she had toned throughout her years of hardcore basketball and football. She didn't give Darius any slack about it either. It didn't help that Darius lived next door to Tawny. In fact, their bedroom windows faced each other. They often crawled out of their windows to settle any score they had between their houses.
YoukoOtaku01: What was that? I'm gonna kick ur ass now you scrawny coward I'm gonna make you cry like last time!
CoffeeJunkie3000: bring it on, meathead, you cant win every time!
YoukoOtaku01: wanna bet, puss boy? don't make me jump out that window and go after your ass!
RickJames008: oooooohhhhh! Darius is gettin it now! Tawny gonna kick some ass tonight beotches!
JinTamer1: That's not good. Psyche! Intervention! Red alert!
For Darius' sake, it was a good thing that Psyche lived on the other side of Tawny's house. Sometimes, if the argument was bad enough, Psyche would intervene...sometimes.
RickJames008:crap no! im not gonna stop them im gonna watch! this is gonna be funny crap!
As mentioned before, Psyche would sometimes intervene on arguments. Otherwise, she would probably just point and laugh. Irianna lived across the road from Tawny's house, but her parents rarely let her leave the house to walk over there after six o'clock. There was no way she could prevent a beating in person. She would just have to do it from her computer. The only problem was thinking of a good way to distract them. Irianna watched insults and some rather gruesome threats exchanged in the chatroom as she mulled over the dilemna. Psyche, of course, was encouraging the whole thing, bringing up past insults and injuries to add fuel to the fire.
"You Got Mail!"
Irianna was startled out of her musing. She clicked on the little mailbox icon and looked at her latest message. One finely crafted eyebrow raised in surprise. No subject and no sender. There wasn't even a date on it. It could have been a virus, or it could have been some profane joke from that bitchy senior Sarah Grace. But something in the back of Irianna's mind told her not to immediately delete the blank message. There was something awfully familiar about this situation. Something about that blank message gave her the oddest sensation--she felt like she was growing wings!
JinTamer1: Hey, stop arguing, you three. I just got a really weird email. Did either of you send me a message without a sender name or subject? A date didn't show up either. Should I delete it?
CoffeeJunkie3000: Delete it! might be one of those worm viruses I had to get a whole new computer after getting a worm. i repeat DELETE IT!
RickJames008: no send it to me then delete i'm on my sister's pc and i want to wreak serious havoc MWUHAHAHAHAHA! cough hack cough owie!
YoukoOtaku01: no sender no subject? that sounds very familiar. I feel like I've read about it somewhere. I dare you to open it! After all, that computer is like five years old. It's a miracle it still works and you still have that laptop computer so try it!
Irianna mulled over the idea as the other three teenagers tossed ideas back and forth. True, she did have her new laptop computer, and it even had AOL installed on it. She wouldn't have to worry about begging her parents for a new computer if she got a bad virus from the message. Irianna liked her laptop better anyway, so she wouldn't mind getting rid of this one. Besides, she just couldn't get rid of the odd notion that clicking on that message would give her a chance to finally be herself! She had to see what that message was!
With a decisive sigh, Irianna double-clicked the blank message. What she saw made her heart skip a beat. The message had been a link that took her directly to a Website she had never visited before. At first glance, one may have mistaken it for a Pokemon fansite. She was looking at a large black and silver ball that looked a helluva lot like a Pokeball, but Irianna immediately knew what it was--a Bish-ball! This was the Website that had, in a long chain of popular fanfictions, taken so many otakus to Bishonen World! Irianna had heard rumors that those fanfictions had been written by people who had actually been to Bishonen World, but she had thought it had just been a tall tale concocted by rabid fangirls with too much time and overactive imaginations. But this was just too much of a coincidence. As Irianna scanned the page and its contents, she just became more convinced that this was the real deal. At the end of the page was a large button reading "Make Me a Trainer!" Irianna grinned from ear to ear. This was her big chance! But she wasn't going to go alone or unprepared.
JinTamer1: Remember those Bishonen World fanfictions we found on I'm forwarding you guys the page that sends people to Bishonen World. It was in that blank email!
RickJames008: WTF? u gotta be kidding me that crap's real? Hell yes i'm gonna catch me a Youko Kurama sexy growl
YoukoOtaku01: not if I beat you to it! I though that site was just a rumor can that stuff really happen? I'm not so sure about that...
CoffeeJunkie3000: but I don't even like anime! I just like video games!
YoukoOtaku01: i just got the link, and it's just like what those fanfictions described so frickin awesome! And ur going Darius so shut up and pack ur stuff or I'm gonna spank you when we get there!
RickJames008: got it and I gotta get my crap together let's all go at the same time so wait for me brb!
YoukoOtaku01: sounds good to me. I'm getting my stuff packed right now. Be back in a minute.
CoffeeJunkie3000: I don't have a choice do i Iri?
Irianna chuckled to herself. Darius seemed reluctant now, but she knew he would not regret it.
JinTamer1: No, you don't have a choice, Darius. Besides, this might be your only chance to get a decent girlfriend. Take advantage of this kind of oppurtuniy when it's presented to you.
CoffeeJunkie3000: whaddya mean by that? neway if you say so well i'll get togther clothes and crap and be right back.
JinTamer1: Cool beans. BrB!
Irianna practically jumped out of her computer chair. If this worked, she was going to be a Bishonen trainer! She was going to be in a world full of Bishonen! Irianna did a little Irish jig as she collected an assortment of clothes, pajamas and nightgowns, unmentionables, socks, shoes, and other personal items that she felt she couldn't live without, throwing them all into her large suitcase and a duffle bag. After that, she snuck into the bathroom across the hall to get as many toiletries as she could carry and all of her make-up. She didn't wear much make-up, but she had collected a lot of it since becoming a teenager. Irianna crept back into her room to pack away those necessities. Then she located her iPod and CD Player, all of the batteries she could find, her large collection of CDs, all of her DVDs, a portable DVD Player, her laptop, all of the CDs and floppy disks containing her precious files, and her extensive collection of manga. She also packed up her PS2 and all of her games. She didn't care if she might meet the cast of Star Ocean once she got to Bishonen World--she still wanted to finish that damn game! Irianna also made a very quiet trip to the kitchen to filch some snacks and bottled water to live on in case she didn't find a town right away. She stowed those away in her bags when she got back to her room. After a few moments of thought, she remembered to grab the knife Tawny had given her for her seventeenth birthday. The weapon was meant to be decorative, and the wooden hilt carved into the form of dozens of falling feathers was pretty, but the blade was also nicely honed. She wrapped it in a towel to keep it from getting damaged and packed that, too, just in case.
The teenager looked down at her stuffed bags and wondered what else she should bring. She had brought nearly everything she could think of. Then a thought hit her like lightning. Marshmallow! She couldn't forget Marshmallow! Mentally slapping herself for forgetting her little friend for even a second, Irianna walked over to the nightstand sitting next to the head of her bed. Curled up in a neat ball was Marshmallow the albino boa constrictor. Okay, Marshmallow wasn't exactly "little". Marshmallow was easily four or five times the length of Irianna's arm, but Irianna still liked to think of her as little, and she was pretty much Irianna's baby.
Irianna smiled sweetly and rubbed her face against Marshmallow's cool, smooth skin. "Ya wanna go with me to Bishonen World, Marshmallow? Do ya wanna go? I bet you wanna go and bite plenty of ankles, huh?"
Marshmallow answered by slithering up Irianna's arm and positioning herself comfortably on the girl's shoulders, her reptilian head on top of Irianna's own cranium.
"I'll take that as a yes!"
After making sure Marshmallow was dozing contently on her shoulders, Irianna grabbed her bags and sat down at her computer once more. She put the bulging bags in her lap and, with much difficutly, started typing again.
JinTamer1: We all ready? I've got my stuff packed and Marshmallow's ready to go, too!
RickJames008: Weeeeee! A Youko hunting we will go! I be ready!
YoukoOtaku01: Let's see who can catch Youko first, Psyche! Ready when you are, Iri!
CoffeeJunkie3000: ur bringing the snake? omigod but oh well let's just get this over with. Ready?
Irianna was suddenly filled with more excitement that she had ever felt. She was ready. She wanted a new life. She wanted to be free! Her mouse cursor hovered over the "Make Me a Trainer" button.
JinTamer1: See you three in Bishonen World! When we get there, we'll be the greatest team Bishonen World has ever seen!
RickJames008: heeeellll yeeeesss! cu l8tr beotches!
YoukoOtaku01: Let's kick ass in Bishonen World everybody! Bye!
CoffeeJunkie3000: I'm gonna regret this I know I will...see you maniacs when we ge there.
With a deep breath, Irianna clicked the button. She could almost hear three other mouses clicking along with hers. For a moment, Irianna's entire world went still. Then her computer screen was filled with swirling images. Irianna couldn't move anymore. Her entire body was paralyzed. She thought she felt Marshmallow struggling against the paralysis, and hoped the snake wasn't getting too nervous. Her last thoughts before slipping into unconsciousness were, When I get to Bishonen World, I'll live up to my screenname! I swear that the first Bishonen I catch will be Jin the Wind Tamer! There's no other Bishonen I want more than Jin!
And then four computer chairs were suddenly empty.
Owie...That wasn't supposed to be a painful experience. Why am I so sore...?
Irianna winced as she tried to move her sore body. However, an ominous creaking noise made her freeze in surprise. Her torso was being suspended by a strip of something just wide and solid enough to barely support her weight. Her limbs and ankle-length hair were all dangling quite limply, though. And that odd creaking noise was starting again. Or was it a cracking noise? With fear and apprehension, Irianna opened her violet eyes. What she saw made her blood run cold. Irianna suddenly remembered being tossed off the side of a bluff and into a lake. She hadn't been hurt or anything, but it had scared the hell out of her and resulted in a fear of heights. She couldn't even climb a ladder without getting shaky and nervous. So, you can imagine what kind of reaction waking up straddling a tree branch would get out of Irianna: sheer panic.
Just as the tree branch was beginning to break, Irianna practically flew to the trunk of the tree, wrapping her legs around it and uttering a small whimper of fear. She was stranded in a large oak tree, and was at least twenty feet off the ground. Broken tree branches above her indicated that she had nearly been impaled on the topmost branches of the tree. Below her, the handles of her bags had been caught on a couple more sturdy branches. Just above Irianna's head, Marshmallow was exploring her new environment with enthusiasm, unshaken by their current position. Why, of all places, did she have to wake up twenty feet from the sweet, sweet ground?
Marshmallow, as though sensing her owner's distress, rubbed her head against the girl's cheek reassuringly. Irianna rubbed the snake's skin soothingly in response, finding that the snake's presence calmed her down, allowing her to think more clearly.
The last thing she remembered was her swirling monitor, and then darkness. She also remembered the Bishonen World main page. And now, here she was, stuck in a tree instead of asleep at her computer desk. Unless Psyche, Tawny, and Darius had achieved the impossible and convinced Caroline and Lenny McMillan to let them haze her, Irianna was in fact in Bishonen World. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was indeed in a strange place. Something about her surroundings felt all too unfamiliar and somehow unreal. She supposed Bishonen World would feel weird. After all, this world was supposed to be part digital, part magical, and part reality. Surely that was why she felt so uncomfortable. Then a thought struck her. None of the fanfictions she had read mentioned some weird sensation that practically made the writer's skin crawl and sent a tingle up their spine. Actually, now that she really thought about it, this sensation was familiar. It kind of felt like someone was watching her...
Irianna's violet eyes scanned the surrounding area. Besides a few birds, insects, a lone squirrel, and of course Marshmallow, she saw no living creatures. At least, she didn't see any eyes. She couldn't really hear anything either. The wind at this height was messing with her usually sharp ears. Marshmallow had apparently picked up on the girl's anxiety, as she was starting to flick her forked tongue in an increasingly agitated manner. And then, to Irianna's confusion, the snake pointed her nose into the air and gave an angry hiss. Irianna knew from experience that Marshmallow only hissed at three things: food, dogs, and strange humans. That made Irianna believe that she could have found her missing pair of watchful eyes. With an apprehensive sigh, she looked up through the broken branches of the oak once again. She screamed. Naraku, the villain of InuYasha, was staring down at her from the topmost branches of the tree.
In Irianna's haste to climb down the tree and get as far away from the sinister demon halfbreed as possible, she broke several more branches, nearly fell, scratched up her exposed legs and arms, knocked her two bags out of the tree, and scared the hell out of poor little Marshmallow. When Irianna finally swung from the lowest branch to the ground, she barely took long enough to secure Marshmallow around her shoulders and snatch up her bags before pelting through the woods as fast as her legs could take her. Behind her, she heard Naraku's wicked laughter. Then she heard quick footsteps and snapping twigs as the hanyou raced through the trees after her. For the first time since being thrown off that bluff, Irianna was scared beyond all belief. She didn't care that she was in Bishonen World anymore. All she could think about was the sinister Bishonen chasing her down. She knew that her legs, though they looked long on her scrawny body, were not long enough to outrun a demon half as swift as Naraku. What worried her most was what would happen when he caught her. After all, her capture was only inevitable.
Irianna suddenly burst from the cover of the trees, and before she knew what was happening, she had run off of a cliff. She had sudden visions of her body and poor little Marshmallow's body splattering the ground about a hundred feet below. She regretted that she would never get to run wild through Bishonen World with her three best friends. She regretted that she would never get to capture and befriend Jin the Wind Tamer and live up to her favorite screenname. She regretted that she would never have the chance to fully spread her newly gained wings.
And then she was suddenly snatched out of midair by the strange extensions of Naraku's arms and dragged toward him. Naraku enveloped her small body in his baboon skin and wrapped his arms around her to keep her from struggling, one hand over her mouth to keep her from screaming. And then his lips were next to her ear.
"What's wrong, little wench? Did I frighten you? Heheheh... Well, now that I've caught you, what should I do with you? I am a little hungry..."
Hot breath was trailing down her neck and Irianna's nostrils were suddenly full of the stench of rotting flesh. Her stomach churned as a result of her revultion. Once again, images of her friends and the future that she could have flashed vividly through her mind--too vividly for her to ignore. She couldn't have helped herself falling off a cliff, but she could fight against this demon, no matter how hopelessly outmatched she was.
Irianna's violet eyes narrowed in determnination, and she opened her mouth wide in preparation to bite Naraku as hard as was humanly possible, Marshmallow readying herself to do much the same thing. The girl could feel the hanyou's lips hovering a mere paperwidth from her exposed jugular...
"Naraku! Put 'er down, you jerk!"
Irianna, Naraku, and even Marshmallow all turned to look behind them. An ordinary young woman, only about two or three years older than Irianna, was walking out of the shadows of the trees. Shigure Sohma was right behind her. He must have transformed to scent track them, because he was adjusting his kimono as though he had just gotten dressed. At the site of what Irianna could only guess was a Bishonen trainer, Naraku grinned and gently set Irianna, Marshmallow, and Irianna's heavily laden bags on the ground. That grin gave Irianna the chills, but the way the other girl shook her head in a manner of exasperation, she supposed it was just a gesture of mischief.
Naraku's arm regained their normal form as he spoke. "I did the wench no harm, Faith. I only spooked her a little. Besides, I got her out of the tree, just like you asked, and even saved her from quite a nasty little incident involving one wrong step and a cliff." Naraku's grin turned softer, if only minutely. "You can't really be angry at me, can you? Or are you just jealous that I paid this scrawny newbie more attention than you for even that short amount of time?"
Faith, the Bishonen trainer, blushed a little before turning back to Irianna. Behind her, Shigure was chuckling behind his hand. "I apologize for Naraku's behavior. He wasn't really trying to eat you. He just has to act a little evil every now and then." Faith looked up, fully meeting Irianna's gaze for the first time. She was smiling. "Truth is, my Naraku wouldn't hurt a kitten unless said kitten was threatening his life or the life of one of his comrades, me and Shigure here included." To Irianna's surprise, Naraku walked over to Faith to drape his arms around her affectionately. The two stared into each other's eyes fondly before turning their gazes back to Irianna. "So, you just arrive in Bishonen World, or did you wander aimlessly about for a few days before ending up in that tree? I hope it's been a pleasant experience so far."
Marshmallow had sensed her owner's anxiety and was hissing softly, her forked tongue flicking in and out of her mouth in agitation. Irianna soothed her with gentle strokes of her fingers across the snake's smooth scales. "Actually, I woke up in this world for the first time in that tree. When I saw your Naraku, I thought I was gonna be ripped to pieces, so I temporarily forgot my fear of heights and ended up here after what seemed like the longest chase of my life. So far, I've come close to death at least twice, once with a tree and once with a cliff. I'd have to say this has been the best frigging day of my life." In truth, it had been the best day of Irianna's life. Now that she was over the trauma of nearly dying twice, she had to admit that the adrenaline rush was the most exciting thing that had happened to her in her life. Yeah, that made this a pretty good day.
Faith, Naraku, and Shigure all burst into a fit of laughter. The Bishonen trainer reluctantly disentangled herself from Naraku to approach Irianna. One hand was outstretched in a gesture of friendship. "I think I like your style, newbie. Don't think the three of us didn't see you and your giant worm get ready to bite the crap out of your 'attacker'. I haven't come across anyone else who would have done anything besides beg for their life in the same situation." Irianna and Faith shook hands, both grips firm in the other's palm. Faith winked. "I've seen a lot of newbies, but you have the most potential of any I've seen so far. You'll do well here--"
"Irianna Gale McMillan." Irianna supplied her name easily, addressing all three people present. "Irianna's kind of a long name, though. Call me 'Iri' if you want. Most people do."
"--Iri." Faith took back her hand and smiled once more. "Yeah, I see an adventurer's soul in you. You've lead a soft life, no doubt, but your heart yearns for something more. Am I right about Iri, boys?"
Shigure nodded his head. "Most girls would have cowered in fear of someone as intimidating as Naraku. I admire her spirit. She won't find this life to be easy, but I believe she will find the challenge to be the best part of it."
Naraku was of the same opinion. "Not many people would dare to even think about biting me, girl. I, too, admire how fiery you are. You remind me of Faith, back when she was still green. Many people will underestimate something so frail and pretty. You will reward their overconfidence with much grief. Yes, you will do well here."
Irianna was shocked. Shigure's comments didn't phase Irianna, but a seasoned trainer and Naraku of all bishies were complimenting her before she had even caught her first Bishonen!
WTF? Since when am I so popular? No one ever liked me this much back home. The only people that really had any admiration for me were Psyche, Tawny, and Darius.
Irianna's surprise at such high and unexpected praise must have been evident in her expression, because the three veterans of Bishonen World started to laugh again.
Faith got herself under control long enough to look up and declare, "Let's make you a trainer!"
So, what did you think? It's been a long time since I've put a story up on this site! Forigive me, but I've never finishied a story. I'm trying to change that, though. I've been struggling with writer's block for a very long time, so please be a little patient with me. Anyway, you know the drill. If you will, please R&R. That way I know people are reading this story and if it's actually worth continuing.