((YAY! This is my first fan-fiction,and I will be taking advice seriously and with great consideration. And...Even though this is my first, I am going to be doing that which has never (on this site) been done...A crossover of Inu-Yasha and Keroro Gunso! Prepare for failure -_-' I do not own anything except for the plot of this specific Fan-fiction and my own OC(s)))

Kagome Higurashi

"Inu-Yasha...SIT!"

A distinct thud could be heard behind my back as Inu-Yasha, the fool that he is, fell to the ground. Well, I guess it's good to know that the Cursed Beads are still working properly. But, Inu-Yasha had NO RIGHT to say that MY cooking was so BAD that he would rather have INSTANT RAMEN! Ugh, how inconsiderate.

"HEY! Kagoooomeeeeeeee...! That hurt!" complained Inu-Yasha. His doggie ears, which I must admit are very cute, twitched in pain. Shippo was rolling around on the ground laughing his butt off. Miroku and Sango were off killing some demon or other, and so they weren't here. Actually, without them it was kind of quiet around here.

"Hahaha...It's y-y-your fault. You should BWAHAHAHA kn-n-n-now by now t-that you NEVER teeheehee i-i-i-i-insult Kagome's cooking," Shippo managed to choke out through his tears of laughter. "I-it ju-ju-just hohohohoho isn't d-d-done!"

Inu-Yasha looked very annoyed.

"Shut it, pipsqueak. Since when was speaking my mind such a bad thing?"

"Since it got you face-down in the dirt, Inu-Yasha." Miroku and Sango were walking up the trail towards us. Miroku was nodding his head sagely after Sango's comment. "That really was rather stupid of you."

"Aww, shut up. By the way, where were you two? And what's in the bag?" asked Inu-Yasha. He jump the distance between us and Sango and Miroku and sniffed the sack Miroku was carrying. To his surprise, it moved!

A little purple head popped out of the sack. It was wearing what looked to be a dark grey veil, kind of like the stereotypical ninja's or something, which had two black dots, one on top of the other. It's face was mostly white and had, weird as it sounds, freckles, and the irritated cat-like grimace and untrusting hooded magenta eyes were unsettling.

"For the love of Keron, it was stuffy in there! Would you mind next time not shoving me in a bag like that? Sheesh!" the purple and white thing snapped at Miroku and Sango.

"EEEEEEKK! IT TALKS!" I screamed.

"Well of COURSE I talk, fool! What else would this mouth be for besides eating?" it spat. It wriggled around a bit more and somehow jumped out of the sack. It's entire body was purple except for its belly, which was white and had the same two black dots as on its veil. It had a tadpole-like body and tail, only with the exception that it was about three feet tall and had arms and legs. And this thing obviously didn't live in water or it would have dried up by now. "And I am not an it, I am a she. Corporal Kimomo of the Keron Armed Forces, for that matter!"

"Corporal? You mean like, in the Army or something?" I asked.

"OF COURSE, LIKE IN THE ARMY. I just said ARMED FORCES, didn't I!" It- I mean she- seemed really mad now. Maybe it would be a good idea to just back away...

"You, with the ears, what's with the sniffing? It's making me really uncomfortable right now." Inu-Yasha was sniffing this Kimomo thing, looking confused.

"I don't recognize this scent...Smells like...a frog or something, but it's different..." wondered Inu-Yasha. He sniffed Kimomo all over, trying to figure out what she was.

"Well, that's good, I guess. Well, I might as well tell you what I am, now that you've captured me." Shippo snickered at this and earned himself an angry glare. "I am a Keronian, from the planet Keron," she proclaimed. ((Rhedundant statement is rhedundant))