Sí, sí, I know I should be working on Sesshomaru's Son, She Brings Out The Best, and Email Tales, but still…when I get an idea through my writer's block and/or sugar rush, I gotta go with it! Please be patient with me! I'm only a procrastinating wannabe novelist!
Otulia: Hi there! Kinkatia lacks the ability to find a decent disclaimer, so I've taken on the job to bug her! Anyway, she doesn't own InuYasha. Now get on with reading it already, it's hilarious!
Kanna Laughs
It was snowing in feudal Japan. The white flakes floated gracefully down from the heavens, covering the earth in a glistening coat. The only sound was that of the snow, each tiny ice crystal joining its companions with a small tinkle, making it seem as if millions of tiny bells were ringing.
Kanna watched it fall from inside the castle, her expression as blank as ever. Her black eyes followed a snowflake on its downward journey, spiraling to the frozen ground below. Outside, leaning casually against a tree, Kagura entertained herself, creating little breezes that swirled the falling snow in a graceful and intricate dance.
The snow fell for some time, until there were deep drifts, and the trees were heavy with it. This is the point in this story where the poetic imagery ends, and the humor begins, as Naraku has just entered the peaceful scene.
He was intrigued by the snow, never having paid it much attention before, since his concentration was always on getting stronger. He hadn't had time for snow. But today…something was different about today.
"Come, Kanna," he instructed, leaving the safety of his castle. She followed obediently, just in time to see him float up onto the roof, taking a good, long look at his surroundings. "Amazing," he breathed, taking in the wondrous beauty of the wintry landscape.
He pivoted to see behind him. That's when it happened. His foot slipped, and he fell into a sitting position on the roof. No more than a split second later, he came tumbling right off with a huge wave of snow, landing heavily on the ground below.
Kanna had watched all this indifferently. But then…
The mirror dropped from her hands, landing in the powder at her feet. A smile etched its way onto her face as she observed Naraku struggling to his feet in his disordered state. She let out a small chuckle, soon followed by another and another, until she was consumed by laughter. She doubled over, so hard was she laughing, tears streaming from her eyes.
Kagura, still by the tree, smirked behind her open fan. She could see why Kanna was laughing. After all, how often do you get to see Naraku fall off a roof?
You said it was hilarious. It isn't.
Otulia: He fell off a roof. That statement in itself is hilarious.
Me: Whatever. Okay, people out there, please review. You can flame, though it might result in Otulia throwing a tantrum in your direction.
Otulia: Anyone who doesn't review will have won themselves an introduction to my brick!
Me: Or mine!
Both: -hold up bricks menacingly-