Disclaimer: The creation of a time traveling middle school girl is due to Rumiko Takahashi, manga-extraordinaire, and not MantaRae.
"Inuyasha!" Shippo hollered, "give it back!"
The hanyou held the green top out of the kitsune's reach, "it's mine now."
Big crocodile tears well up in emerald eyes as he loudly cries, "Ka~gome~~"
Inuyasha laughs, "she's still gone brat!"
"What are you doing Inuyasha?" Kagome's voice asked, suddenly behind the half demon.
Surprised the hanyou jumps a foot in the air, yelling, "NOTHING!"
"Uh-huh," her tone of disbelief replied as her backpack landed with a distinct THUD, "stop picking on Shippo or no ramen."
"Ramen!" Inuyasha cheers, a soft crack resounding from the toy clenched in his fists, a whispered, "oops.."
"BAKA! YOU BROKE IT!" the angry kitsune attacked a sensitive triangular ear.
The boys tumble around on the ground, Inuyasha yelling in pain, Shippo growling.
"Alright, stop fighting," Kagome drew something out of a backpack pocket, "I can fix your top Shippo."
"Re-wee?" Shippo mumbles, teeth still gripping a silver furred ear.
"Yes, really."
"Yay!" he flies through the air, landing in her arms (conveniently safe from Inuyasha's retaliation) and asks, "how, Kagome?"
She laughs, "see this?" she holds up a small white tube, "with just a little bit, I can fix your toy easily."
His wide green eyes glimmer in appreciation, "is it magic?"
"No," she smiles affectionately, "it's a special type of glue."
"Gl-ooo?"
"Glue, Super Glue to be exact."
Inuyasha stomped over to her side, "the runt's toy can wait. Where's the ramen?"
Kagome sighed in exasperation, "where else would it be Inuyasha?"
He scoffed and dived into her bag, textbooks and clothes begin to fly out.
"Inuyasha!" the future born priestess's angry voice rings out.
Shippo, being a clever fox-child, ran outside while they were distracted. One tiny hand held the 'soup-er gl-oo', the other a broken top.
Sesshomaru stood on the boundary of the human settlement. The mortals toiling under the summer sun, struggling to live even as they died from the effort. An elderly matron shuffling between rows of plants. She wore the colors of a Shinto priestess.
'There is miko in Edo, she WILL return the sound of life to Rin.'
But could this elderly miko truly banish a vengeful curse?
The healer-woman folded her arms behind her back and peered toward the nearby demonic aura.
His golden eyes glance down at the child at his side. After the storm of butterflies, the girl had become more withdrawn, as if those glistening fluttering creatures had taken the last of her soul with them.
The onryo's shadow eyes and wicked smile, his dark words echoing, "..suffer...intruder..."
'I will not permit it,' He growled and stepped into the sun. The crone slowly bowed.
"Welcome, yokai lord," she greets the moon-browed dog demon.
"You are a miko, are you not?"
"Aye, I am the healer for these parts."
"Are you are versed in purification rituals, miko?"
"Aye, how might I be of service?" Then the elder sees Rin and she frowns, "The aura of the underworld has poisoned this child's spirit. The aid of a houshi will be needed."
As she leads the way to the village, Kaede was grateful the shard-hunting group had returned to Edo the day prior.
"You couldn't wait for dinner?" Kagome huffed in irritation as Inuyasha inhaled a cup of noodles.
His golden eyes snapped up to the covered door, his nose twitched and he grimaced.
"What-" she began to ask.
"Ahhhh! HELP!"
"Shippo?!" she rushed out with Inuyasha on her heels.
Kilala mewed, twin tails twitching. Sango glanced up from cleaning Hiraikotsu, "Kaede-san?"
The elder nods a greeting, "Sango, do you know where the monk might be?"
Sango surprised stares at the demon, "Lord Sesshomaru?" The tajiya stutters when the human child emerges from the inuyokai's shadow, "R-Rin?"
"I see you know our...guests," Kaede states, "I am in need of the houshi's aid to banish a curse from this child."
"Miroku should be at the hut," the demon slayer offers.
"My thanks," Kaede turned and lead the strange duo to the village center. Sango, curiosity piquied, followed in their wake.
Miroku was NOT at the hut. As a matter of fact, the houshi was at the well drawing a bucket of water for a pretty girl.
"No problem at all," he assured as he lifted the weight, "I am happy to help a lovely young lady, such as yourself."
The woman blushes and leads him to her house, "my lord monk, you are too kind."
Her father is at the door eyeing the suspicious man escorting his ONLY daughter.
"Sir monk, would you care to join my family for dinner?"
Miroku smiles uneasily under the full effect of a Fatherly Glare.
"Ahhhh!" a yell, "HELP!"
Grateful for the valid excuse, the monk mumbles an apology and darts towards the cry of distress.
Outside Kagome rushed to the trembling kitsune's side, "What's the matter?"
"Ka-Kag-" Shippo hiccupped, "-gome."
"What's the matter?" she knelt to try to see his face.
Enormous green eyes overflowing with tears, "my top...I...I can't let it go..."
Kagome picks up the empty glue tube, "did you use all of it?"
Shippo nods and sniffs miserably, "I wanted to fix my toy."
Inuyasha peers over her shoulder and begins to laugh, "stupid Shippo!"
"I am not!"
"You're the one that got stuck to a stupid toy, that makes you stupid too!"
"Inuyasha..." Kagome's tone hinted at an 'Osuwari' for a certain hanyou.
Inuyasha's ears lay flat at the threat, "Kagome, the brat is faking just to get attention, see..." he reached for the top.
"DON'T!" She yelled the warning.
...too late. Inuyasha had grabbed the super glue and was now stuck fast.
Kagome face-palmed.
Osuwari: a command used for dogs. "Sit boy!" *when said by Kagome, the subjugation necklace forces Inuyasha to the ground.
AN: In which I do not own the trademark for Super Glue or Ramen. DON'T SUE ME Giant-corporations-that-own-the-respective-brands.
Also for some reason I can't do my page breaks, so...horizontal lines inserted. Any opinions expressed by the characters about the lack of wisdom in regards to the application of bonding agents do not reflect the author's own thoughts on the matter. Inuyasha was being a bully and a jerk.
One last note, I've got plenty of traffic (readers) but NO reviews for the third chapter. *sad face* I accept anon. reviews and flames, so tell me what you think of my twisted fairy tale, don't be shy! - - MantaRae
