Notice: at the start of each chapter there will be a note to tell you what anime is currently being written in and who the author/muse is venting through.

Current Anime: Inuyasha

Venting Character: Inuyasha and Kagome


"Inuyasha? Why are you in that tree?" Kagome huffed oddly.

"Because… I'm angry at… sesshomaru."

Kagome's brow raised, "What's that have to do with Naraku?"

"He's stealing the spotlight again! That no good full demon brother of mine, thinks he own everything! Well I've got news for him, he can't keep pushing me around!"

"Um… Okay Inuyasha," Kagoma turned to leave, only to have a hyper little fuzzball jump on her shoulder.

"Heya Kagome," Shippo grinned, "What's wrong with Inuyasha?"

"He's feeling second best again…"

"Why does that have to keep happening to him? And why is he so hard on himself about it?"

"Its because he's male Shippo, you'll be that way when you're older, I'm sure of it," she sighed, head sagging.

"Nuh-uh! I won't let myself be like him!"

"You're a good fox demon Shippo."

Inuyasha watched everything unfold from the tree, pondering how exactly his sudden urge of anger and resentment towards his brother had surfaced. Thinking about it carefully over the course of the next few minutes, he remembered, "Ren?"

"Yes my puppet?" her muse responded, voice being carried by the whisper of the wind.

"Were you behind all that?"

"Well, yes. I was thank you."

"Having a bad day are we?"

"Just slightly; if I were having a REAL bad day, I'd have made you propose to Kagome only to have you eat her or something vile like that an hour later."

"That's just sickening."

"Yes. I'm well aware of that."

Inuyasha pulled away in disgust, although there was nothing to really pull away from, "Eugh… that's… nasty. Are you sure you're sane?"

"No. I'm not sure… never really have been, but I'm more than willing to assume that anyone with a muse that can not only talk, but create its own physical appearance is not sane."

He nodded, admittingly.

"Precisely why WE write your story. Because we're not exactly sane, but we're not quite mental cases either; we create the happy medium."

"What 'happy' medium?" he scoffed.

"Watch it! I'll cut your hair!"

He flinched, suddenly in great protection over his hair.

"You're killing me…"

"Nope… not yet I'm not."

"So can I ask one more question?"

"Ask away my pet."

He twitched uncomfortably at the name, but found it best to keep his mouth shut about it, "How are you going to cross over all the animes?"

"Simple, I'll take the one most relating to my current emotion and write through them, that way no one gets TOO out of character; no one likes it when that happens."

"Right…" he pretended to understand.

"Like if I were to make Sesshomaru, perhaps, suddenly appear and give you a hug and tell you how much he loves you and how he's sorry that you're his half brother," a naughty twinge sang with the wind.

"No… I agree, that would be very out of character, and very unwanted."

"Good… then in that case, I'm off to the next anime."