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Disclaimer: I do not own Inu-Yasha
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After the battle with Naraku and Kohaku, the ggroup was moving miserably again. They were in search of Naraku yet again, and determined to beat him. The only problem was, Sango's sorrow was infectous and had spread like the flu to Inu-Yasha, Kagome, Miroku, Ikimono, Kirara, and even Shippo.
Heads bowwed, the group trudged through an icy snowstorm. Flurries with snowflakes as big as leaves fell and came and made the group hostile.
"I'm cold," Shippo complained.
"Shut up, Shippo. No one cares to hear your whining," Kagome snapped.
Shippo's eyes began to fill with tears. One blurped and rolled down his cheek. He slapped at the cold it caused and jerked his head enough to make the rest of the tears spill silently.
"Stop crying, Shippo,"Ikimono grumbled,"they'll freeze to your face and we don't want to stop looking for Naraku. The sooner we get this shit over with, the better."
The little kitsune demon looked down and wiped his face clear. He looked at his feet mushing through the wet snow. 'This sucks,' he thought.
They all thought that.
A minute, an hour or five later, it was hard to tell because time seemed to last forever, Myoga popped up from his warm, cozy, isolated spot on Inu-Yasha's chest and asked a stupid question.
"Inu-Yasha, why does your blood taste so sour?"
Inu-Yasha just grunted angrily, his breath coming out in a little puff in the cold air. He flicked Myoga into the snow and left him there. The rest ignored this action and kept on trucking. That was the last of Myoga they would see for a while.
The group traveled in this manner for a week, coming up empty handed.
"Inu-Yasha, I want to go back to the well," Kagome said.
"Alright," Inu-Yasha replied darkly, not protesting as usual.
What good would it do?
"Anything for his *wench*" Miroku muttered under his breath.
Inu-Yasha rounded on him.
"Why did you say *that*?"he growled.
"It's true," Miroku answered simply.
Inu-yasha lept at the monk, prepared to beat him until he felt better.
"Inu-Yasha, stop!" Kagome cried leaping between the two.
Sango pulled Mroku to the side and looked at the bump on his head. She felt a hand on her butt and slapped Miroku as hard as she could.
"Ow!"
"Let me at him!" Inu-Yasha raged.
"Inu-Yasha, save it for Naraku!" Kagome pleaded.
Then, forgetting her placement in front of Inu-Yasha holding the front of his kimono, she uttered the dreaded "S" word.
He came crashing down, on top of Kagome. His lips just met hers; the rest of him was not so gentle, though.
"Ow!"They griped together.
Suddenly, they felt the other's eyes on them and only then noticed how they were placed.
"Inu-Yasha, Kagome! I'm shocked at this unnatural, bold, slighlty disturbing display of -affection-,"Miroku said, very pale.
"Yeah, they're usually more discrete about it,"Sango sighed, a sweatdrop appearing at her temple.
"That's just wrong,"Shippo mumbled through wide eyes.
They all had totally the wrong idea.
"W-wha-? Y-you i-idiots! It's not, -y-you h-have it-" Inu-Yasha stammered through a pale flush.
Kagome blushed, then angrily yelled," EW! YOU GUYS HAVE GOT IT ALL WRONG! IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!"
In quieter, but just as angry, tone, she told Inu-Yasha," Get off of me!"
With that, she shoved him off and stomped in the direction of the Bone Eater's Well. The group watched her go, looked around, then Sango asked the questions that were just dawning on the males.
"Where's Ikimono?"
In a flash, things began to happen. First was Kagome's shrill shrieks coming from a little ways ahead.
They ran to see what was happening and there they found Naraku and Ikimono engaged in a violent, bloody battle. The only thing surprising was that Kikiyo was fighting in arms with Naraku.
"Hello, Inu-Yasha," She smiled her eerie smile.
Then she lept forward and hypnotised Inu-Yasha. She hugged him and proceeded to take him to Hell with her.
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Well, Minna! Another chapter up! Tell me what you thought. I know it was short but... Can you ever forgive me? Of course you can....YOU NEVER READ THIS STORY, MY BEST ONE YET so WHY should you care? Breathes heavily. Oh well! R+R!!!!!!!!
K, Bye!
-Milana Pashmina, Enter the idiot
Disclaimer: I do not own Inu-Yasha
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After the battle with Naraku and Kohaku, the ggroup was moving miserably again. They were in search of Naraku yet again, and determined to beat him. The only problem was, Sango's sorrow was infectous and had spread like the flu to Inu-Yasha, Kagome, Miroku, Ikimono, Kirara, and even Shippo.
Heads bowwed, the group trudged through an icy snowstorm. Flurries with snowflakes as big as leaves fell and came and made the group hostile.
"I'm cold," Shippo complained.
"Shut up, Shippo. No one cares to hear your whining," Kagome snapped.
Shippo's eyes began to fill with tears. One blurped and rolled down his cheek. He slapped at the cold it caused and jerked his head enough to make the rest of the tears spill silently.
"Stop crying, Shippo,"Ikimono grumbled,"they'll freeze to your face and we don't want to stop looking for Naraku. The sooner we get this shit over with, the better."
The little kitsune demon looked down and wiped his face clear. He looked at his feet mushing through the wet snow. 'This sucks,' he thought.
They all thought that.
A minute, an hour or five later, it was hard to tell because time seemed to last forever, Myoga popped up from his warm, cozy, isolated spot on Inu-Yasha's chest and asked a stupid question.
"Inu-Yasha, why does your blood taste so sour?"
Inu-Yasha just grunted angrily, his breath coming out in a little puff in the cold air. He flicked Myoga into the snow and left him there. The rest ignored this action and kept on trucking. That was the last of Myoga they would see for a while.
The group traveled in this manner for a week, coming up empty handed.
"Inu-Yasha, I want to go back to the well," Kagome said.
"Alright," Inu-Yasha replied darkly, not protesting as usual.
What good would it do?
"Anything for his *wench*" Miroku muttered under his breath.
Inu-Yasha rounded on him.
"Why did you say *that*?"he growled.
"It's true," Miroku answered simply.
Inu-yasha lept at the monk, prepared to beat him until he felt better.
"Inu-Yasha, stop!" Kagome cried leaping between the two.
Sango pulled Mroku to the side and looked at the bump on his head. She felt a hand on her butt and slapped Miroku as hard as she could.
"Ow!"
"Let me at him!" Inu-Yasha raged.
"Inu-Yasha, save it for Naraku!" Kagome pleaded.
Then, forgetting her placement in front of Inu-Yasha holding the front of his kimono, she uttered the dreaded "S" word.
He came crashing down, on top of Kagome. His lips just met hers; the rest of him was not so gentle, though.
"Ow!"They griped together.
Suddenly, they felt the other's eyes on them and only then noticed how they were placed.
"Inu-Yasha, Kagome! I'm shocked at this unnatural, bold, slighlty disturbing display of -affection-,"Miroku said, very pale.
"Yeah, they're usually more discrete about it,"Sango sighed, a sweatdrop appearing at her temple.
"That's just wrong,"Shippo mumbled through wide eyes.
They all had totally the wrong idea.
"W-wha-? Y-you i-idiots! It's not, -y-you h-have it-" Inu-Yasha stammered through a pale flush.
Kagome blushed, then angrily yelled," EW! YOU GUYS HAVE GOT IT ALL WRONG! IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!"
In quieter, but just as angry, tone, she told Inu-Yasha," Get off of me!"
With that, she shoved him off and stomped in the direction of the Bone Eater's Well. The group watched her go, looked around, then Sango asked the questions that were just dawning on the males.
"Where's Ikimono?"
In a flash, things began to happen. First was Kagome's shrill shrieks coming from a little ways ahead.
They ran to see what was happening and there they found Naraku and Ikimono engaged in a violent, bloody battle. The only thing surprising was that Kikiyo was fighting in arms with Naraku.
"Hello, Inu-Yasha," She smiled her eerie smile.
Then she lept forward and hypnotised Inu-Yasha. She hugged him and proceeded to take him to Hell with her.
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Well, Minna! Another chapter up! Tell me what you thought. I know it was short but... Can you ever forgive me? Of course you can....YOU NEVER READ THIS STORY, MY BEST ONE YET so WHY should you care? Breathes heavily. Oh well! R+R!!!!!!!!
K, Bye!
-Milana Pashmina, Enter the idiot