Disclaimer:

Any Insanity, rather Ironic or otherwise is hereby dismissed as figments of your imagination.

Any ideas that either of us could afford to own this are also Insane. The plot however, ingenious as it is, Belongs to us! The characters involved unfortunately do not no matter how much we wished otherwise.

The Better Part of the Story:

Lance the Flamesniper sat outside on temperate April night. He was staring at the full moon and sighed contentedly. It was a beautiful night. It was the kind of night that magic happened.

Unfortunately he was right.

"Lance. It's time," A cloaked woman said.

"Yes I know," Lance sighed. "I can't believe you talked me into this."

"I can't believe I WANT you to do this," she shot back. "Still I think you and she'd do this story right."

"Very well," Lance smiled. "I'll do this."

Elsewhere in the Realm of Insane ideas and temperamental muses.

"I can't! I'm back logged as it is!" Silent Messiah replies.

"But you're the only other author that could pull this off." replies a shadowed figure.

"Ok fine, BUT only on one condition."

"What's that?"

"Can I have Fluffy?"

...To Be Continued

Fighting Destiny

By

Ironic Insanity

Kouga looked over the surviving youkai. How could things have ended so badly? He and his clan had gone to meet with a female Wolf Youkai named Ayame. Kouga had intended to wed Ayame and merge their two clans. Wolf youkai were a dying race after all, and it was his duty as the Alpha male of the clan to make sure that didn't happen. They were a lot more wolf youkai dead now.

The meeting had gone well, at least until Naraku and then the neko youkai attacked. Ayame and several of both clans were slain mercilessly. With Ayame, the last female wolf youkai dead, the future of the wolf youkai was sealed, sealed like the entrance to a tomb.

As Kouga glared into the darkness outside the den he could not help but wish for something, anything to save the clans. It was into these thoughts that a scroll fell.

"What is this?" He asked.

"A scroll?" Ginta answered.

"I can see that you moron! Why is it here?" Kouga asked angrily.

"We found it in a box in far corner of the den with some of your Father's things," Replied Hakkaku pointing to the ornate wooden box with golden painted carving decorating the outside.

Kouga opened the scroll only to find it written in kanji, something Kouga could not read. Still he had to keep up appearances. For several moments he stared at the kanji as if trying to make sense of it.

"Well?" Ginta asked.

"I can't read Kanji!" Kouga snapped.

"Boss, what's Kanji?" Hakkaku pondered as Kouga facevaulted.

"Kanji is the written language of humans and immortals," Kouga answered.

"Then perhaps the Kagome-onee-san could read it?" Ginta asked.

"Is she here?" Kouga asked acidicly.

"Er...no." Hakkaku admitted.

"Then I can't have her read it for me now can I?" growled Kouga; then he had an idea. "Go find me the Miko Kaede. Surely SHE would know how to read this."

"But we don't know where her village is," stammered Ginta. He'd never seen his leader so angry and depressed before.

Before Kouga could think up something say to that, there came to his ears the light sound of singing. The voice was soft and lilting and sang the praises of the Immortal sisters of Sleep and Time.

Within the forest a light-hearted tune is heard carried on the breeze.

"The winds of Time do shift and change

But still the day is new

Sleep doth end evening's range

As morning brings the dew.

The timeless ones forever more

Will guide them on their way

Toward a brighter future

Then dance forward from today."

The forest sprite danced as she sang flowers blooming in the shadows as she scampered past all paying homage to the tale she told with her song. She was clad in the colors of the forest itself, shades of green, from the pale green bodice that bound her chest to the deep green veils that surrounded her legs that shifted and flowed as she danced with the pollen on the wind. Her shoulder length raven tresses helped her hide among the shadows of the forest, but what stood out most were her violet eyes. As she danced fireflies surrounded her giving her an almost ethereal glow.

Kouga's glanced toward the voice approaching his cave. Suddenly a thought occurred. Sprites were learned in the ways of humans. Perhaps this one could read this scroll for him.

Kouga took off in a rush and ended up stopping right in front of the violet-eyed sprite.

"Ye could have approached in a more kindly manner wolf. Tis not the way of gentlemen or youkai princes!" The Sprite scolded Kouga.

"Sprite. I have need of your help."

"Tis not the way to ask a lady!"

"Well…uh…."

"Come now out with it wolf. Speak ye mind or else I shall take leave of thyself."

"I need you to read something for me."

"Why didn't ye say so silly wolf! Well what is this ye wish me to read?"

Kouga grumbled under his breath. He had forgotten how annoying forest sprites could be. They loved to rile up any they stumbled upon. However he pulled out the scroll and handed it to the sprite.

The sprite took the scroll from Kouga's hand and immediately her eyes went wide.

"There be strong magic in this. Are ye sure ye want me to read it?"

"Yes Sprite. Now Please read it."

"Aye, that I will, but I warned ye." The sprite looked over the scroll quickly, and then rewrapped it handing it back to the wolf.

"Well? What does it say?"

"Ohhh, ye want me to read it to Ye. Ye should have said that in the first place." The sprite snatched the scroll back from the now growling Kouga. "Stop thy growling or I will read it not." Kouga clenched his fist but complied with her wishes.

"The scroll is a contract forged long ago. It tells tale of two whom are destined to marriage in this lifetime and many others that come after. One of these destined is he who brought me the scroll. The other will be revealed in time." The Sprite smirked to herself. "This is all I can tell ye now. The rest ye must discover." She daintily handed the scroll back to the confused and slightly miffed wolf youkai.

"How am I supposed to find this person?"

"Look ye in places not yet seen, yet seen in the past. Your destiny has come about at last. Young Prince do not despair. The future hope is within this pair." With this the sprite disappeared back into the forest from whence she came.

"WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?" he shouted into the night.

TBC...

Authors' notes: NO I did not spell that wrong. Yes there are two authors. I am Silent Messiah also known as Irony! My partner over there points to drooling fanboy is LancetheFlamesniper also known as Insanity. Together we are Ironic Insanity. LTFS- you should be afraid very afraid!

WONDER TWIN POWERS UNITE!....er wait sorry...wrong show...just goes to show my age.

Being that there are two of us and only one email we both wish to receive reviews. Therefore if you email review please send a carbon copy to each of the following addresses:

LTFS- thereallancejadeyahoo.com

SM- marajade77yahoo.com

This is just the start! Expect more as soon as our slave driving muses looks at cloaked figures tell us what we're writing next.

Ja' Ne!