[Notes: I had forgotten to add aijin in the jap. List for its mean, the
word means dear. Well anyways on wards.]
Chapter 8:
Inu-Yasha awoke from his sleep as his dog-like nose picked up the smell of food, he had never smelt this kind of food before. It smelled like chicken with a sweet smell of freshly made beard. He cracked open one golden eye and spotted the source of the smell, a small steel bowl sat upon a blazing fire, beside the pot like bowl was the raven-haired girl, Kagome. The sight of the girl brought the memories of the night before into his mind, but he quickly shook the tension of the night out of his head and watched her pour strange twisted noodles into the pot and stirred the concoction together, he then saw Shippo hop onto the girls shoulder. Kagome smiled at the fox child. "What'cha making?" Shippo asked
"Ramen, its something my mother taught me to make before she died." Kagome said with a weak smile, hiding the hint of sadness of her voice that only Inu-Yasha could pick up. "oh." The kitsune said "Am sorry."
"Oh no, its okay." She removed the kitsune from her shoulder and hugged him then sat him down on his small fox like feet. She then ruffled his brown hair, "Shippo could you please go and find a few twigs for me?" she asked sweetly.
"Okay!" he said cheerfully and bounded out the door flap. Yasha then sat up and stared at the girl. Kagome felt his eyes looking upon her but she did not look up to meet his stare. "Good morning, Inu-Yasha." She said as if nothing happened last night, but he could tell that she was uncomfortable so he never spoke a word about that night while he was with her. He just grinned a little. "Smells nice." He said as he walked over to her. "Its ramen." She said as a statement, and then looked up at the Hanyou. She watched him look into the pot and grinned with a childish light in his eyes. She couldn't help but giggle, he looked back at her and raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What?" he asked slightly annoyed. "Nothing, Inu- Yasha."
Yasha sat indian style awaiting for the food to be done, it did not take long before it was finished and it did not take long for it to all be gone. Kagome laughed to herself she had never seen him go so nuts over ramen, then again she never really had been around a hanyou before, other then a few minutes then killing it. He was funny to watch he would look at her with puppy eyes and holding his bowl out for more and she would refill it, he had up to four bowls of it. He whimpered when it was all gone and she just busted into a fit of giggles that she could not control. Here this fierce hanyou of the forest was whimpering over running out of food.
She laughed for a long time and when Inu-Yasha got mad he left the den, leaving her to her laughing fits. Not that he did not mind, he liked he sound of her giggles and laughter it was the first time he had actually heard her laugh out pure joy. He then smacked himself in the head. There he went off thinking about her again, this wasn't health he was sure of it. At first he was just going to have her spill everything about her strange abilities then kill her. But it did not turn out that way.
She only told a little about her abilities then she told him about the powers only three hours ago. She had the ability to use enchanted arrows and cleanse a demons spirit making them weak. He was suddenly glad he never was implied by one of her arrows during their first battle and that he had taken away her arrows. But the thing that surprised the hell out him the most, yet make prefect since was that her mother was a miko.
"What a combination." He said scratching his head as he jumped into a tree and sat upon the highest branch. "A Youkai Hunter that has the powers of a miko. It all makes since now." He said to himself out loud as he leaned back against the tree. "Well now what am I going to do?"
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Miroku picked a small jagged rock that he used as a marker to keep track of he days that they had been imprisoned. He sighed as he carved a mark into huts wood walls, he counted the marks, there was five of them, meaning that had been trapped here for five days now. Sango had been praying for a youkai attack but one never came, then she wished for a fire and all she received was rain. But within these five days, the villagers had let them out to bathe and see the sun, but they where never left alone, not even when taking their baths.
"I am going insane!" Sango yelled out in frustration "I demand be released! You cant keep us here! I am getting cabin fever here! Heeeellllooooo! Is anyone listening to me out there!" she banged on the door.
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Outside the two guards look at each other as they sighed and heard the huntress words and complaints. "Hey wanna go for a drink?" the guard asked his friends. "Sure, these two aint goin' anywhere any time soon." The second guard replied and then both laid their spears against the doorframe and left their post as the third guard by the hut where the demon-cat Kirara was being held, was eyeing the door in fright. The cat had been growling for the past fifteen minutes and had been running into the door, when it had heard its master's voice. "Oh Kami this thing is going to eat me!" he whimpered as the door vibrated again and the guard shirked and ran like a dog with its tail bent its legs.
On the opposite side of the door Kirara snickered in her cat-like voice, it had been the twenty-first guard she had scared away in one hour. She sat still and licked her paws for a moment and then whimpered as her black ears drooped, she missed her master Sango and all she wanted right now was to have some scratch her ear!
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Miroku looked at Sango for a moment and sighed. "Sango please sit down, before you hurt yourself." He said as he sat the rock down. "You! Shut up." He said pointing a finger at him with a hint of sarcasm. Miroku shrugged and then laid his chin in the palm of his hand when Sango turned to look at him once again. "Miroku.tell me again how you know Inu-Yasha." She said with slight hint of mischief and Miroku truly did not like the sound of her voice.
"Well, I met him when I was but a child, I had wondered into his forest from the west where my home lies beyond the mountains. I was only seven then and he only six. It was an interesting experience getting the wind knocked out of you by a hanyou dog-demon hitting you in the stomach for trespassing. That same day he was attacked by a couple of large humans that had managed to catch him unguarded, they had caught him in a net and when they slept I freed him. I am sure you can figure out the rest from there."
"And you did not tell me."
"Well I did not know you where looking for him until we returned to the village with Kagome-sama. I would not put my friends life in danger, surely you can understand that."
"And can you understand he could of killed my sister!" she growled at him and Miroku said nothing.
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Meanwhile in the lands far to the east past the mountains and past the plains of a once great valley, their within a dark and dead forest lays a palace made from black stone, stone griffins stand guard over the entrance of the palace, the trees around the palace bowed in submission to the evil that surround it. Low growls could be heard from the depths of the palace.
But within lived a youkai, a youkai as old as time its self. He was dressed in pure black robes, his inner kimono was the color of dried blood. His hair was white as snow, his eyes were like a cats, he grinned as a man with jet-black wings entered the room dragging a young woman struggling in vain, she was dressed in a miko attire. The youkai smiled at the girl, and his old hands twitched with pleasure as he stood up. The girl noticed this and scream as the youkai grabbed hold of her, then kissed her. He held on to the girl tightly his claws digging into her back, bringing forth blood.
He girl struggled but soon grew weak, her once beautiful skin now collapsed to her bones, her face was distorted in pain, her hair turned white and she grew pale. Youkai released her, and she fell to the ground with a sickening thud. When the winged male looked down at his masters victim, the girl looked like a dried up and wrinkled purne or if you will a rasin. He then looked back at his master and saw-renewed life, his hair no longer was white but a healthily blood red, his hands where young and his master smiled.
"It is good to be young once more, now then Junpei. Find me another mortal woman miko, by the new moon. For I can only last for so long." He said as he took his set upon his thorn as a snake like servant entered the room and removed the body. "Yes, Master Yuurei." Junpei said with a bow then left to find his master another source of life.
It was a sad waste to steal an essence from a mortal woman, especially when they a pretty. He sighed and scratched his brown messy hair and walked to the gates and once outside he took to the air. He had to make sure he found a miko with strong powers, for his mastery need a very special miko for this coming of the new moon.
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Yuurei - Specter, I kind of though it fit with this little villain =^-^=
Miko - Priestess
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[Author: Oooohhh looky new person! * points at Yuurei *
Yuurei: *growls * Nani?!
Leeta: Sheesh he's such a grouch
Inu-Yasha: You just had to create a specter did you!
Leeta: Shut up Inu-Yasha this is my story!
Inu-Yasha: *mumbles *
Leeta: Kagome my friend.
Kagome: *nods * Sit boy.
* crash, thud*
Ummmm ANYWAYS! Tune in for the next chapter of, Love, A demons Worst Nightmare! Oh and By the way! I need a little help from you readers! *grins * I need an idea on what can make Inu-Yasha and Kagome's starting relation come into bloom here. Thanks! ]
Chapter 8:
Inu-Yasha awoke from his sleep as his dog-like nose picked up the smell of food, he had never smelt this kind of food before. It smelled like chicken with a sweet smell of freshly made beard. He cracked open one golden eye and spotted the source of the smell, a small steel bowl sat upon a blazing fire, beside the pot like bowl was the raven-haired girl, Kagome. The sight of the girl brought the memories of the night before into his mind, but he quickly shook the tension of the night out of his head and watched her pour strange twisted noodles into the pot and stirred the concoction together, he then saw Shippo hop onto the girls shoulder. Kagome smiled at the fox child. "What'cha making?" Shippo asked
"Ramen, its something my mother taught me to make before she died." Kagome said with a weak smile, hiding the hint of sadness of her voice that only Inu-Yasha could pick up. "oh." The kitsune said "Am sorry."
"Oh no, its okay." She removed the kitsune from her shoulder and hugged him then sat him down on his small fox like feet. She then ruffled his brown hair, "Shippo could you please go and find a few twigs for me?" she asked sweetly.
"Okay!" he said cheerfully and bounded out the door flap. Yasha then sat up and stared at the girl. Kagome felt his eyes looking upon her but she did not look up to meet his stare. "Good morning, Inu-Yasha." She said as if nothing happened last night, but he could tell that she was uncomfortable so he never spoke a word about that night while he was with her. He just grinned a little. "Smells nice." He said as he walked over to her. "Its ramen." She said as a statement, and then looked up at the Hanyou. She watched him look into the pot and grinned with a childish light in his eyes. She couldn't help but giggle, he looked back at her and raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What?" he asked slightly annoyed. "Nothing, Inu- Yasha."
Yasha sat indian style awaiting for the food to be done, it did not take long before it was finished and it did not take long for it to all be gone. Kagome laughed to herself she had never seen him go so nuts over ramen, then again she never really had been around a hanyou before, other then a few minutes then killing it. He was funny to watch he would look at her with puppy eyes and holding his bowl out for more and she would refill it, he had up to four bowls of it. He whimpered when it was all gone and she just busted into a fit of giggles that she could not control. Here this fierce hanyou of the forest was whimpering over running out of food.
She laughed for a long time and when Inu-Yasha got mad he left the den, leaving her to her laughing fits. Not that he did not mind, he liked he sound of her giggles and laughter it was the first time he had actually heard her laugh out pure joy. He then smacked himself in the head. There he went off thinking about her again, this wasn't health he was sure of it. At first he was just going to have her spill everything about her strange abilities then kill her. But it did not turn out that way.
She only told a little about her abilities then she told him about the powers only three hours ago. She had the ability to use enchanted arrows and cleanse a demons spirit making them weak. He was suddenly glad he never was implied by one of her arrows during their first battle and that he had taken away her arrows. But the thing that surprised the hell out him the most, yet make prefect since was that her mother was a miko.
"What a combination." He said scratching his head as he jumped into a tree and sat upon the highest branch. "A Youkai Hunter that has the powers of a miko. It all makes since now." He said to himself out loud as he leaned back against the tree. "Well now what am I going to do?"
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Miroku picked a small jagged rock that he used as a marker to keep track of he days that they had been imprisoned. He sighed as he carved a mark into huts wood walls, he counted the marks, there was five of them, meaning that had been trapped here for five days now. Sango had been praying for a youkai attack but one never came, then she wished for a fire and all she received was rain. But within these five days, the villagers had let them out to bathe and see the sun, but they where never left alone, not even when taking their baths.
"I am going insane!" Sango yelled out in frustration "I demand be released! You cant keep us here! I am getting cabin fever here! Heeeellllooooo! Is anyone listening to me out there!" she banged on the door.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Outside the two guards look at each other as they sighed and heard the huntress words and complaints. "Hey wanna go for a drink?" the guard asked his friends. "Sure, these two aint goin' anywhere any time soon." The second guard replied and then both laid their spears against the doorframe and left their post as the third guard by the hut where the demon-cat Kirara was being held, was eyeing the door in fright. The cat had been growling for the past fifteen minutes and had been running into the door, when it had heard its master's voice. "Oh Kami this thing is going to eat me!" he whimpered as the door vibrated again and the guard shirked and ran like a dog with its tail bent its legs.
On the opposite side of the door Kirara snickered in her cat-like voice, it had been the twenty-first guard she had scared away in one hour. She sat still and licked her paws for a moment and then whimpered as her black ears drooped, she missed her master Sango and all she wanted right now was to have some scratch her ear!
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Miroku looked at Sango for a moment and sighed. "Sango please sit down, before you hurt yourself." He said as he sat the rock down. "You! Shut up." He said pointing a finger at him with a hint of sarcasm. Miroku shrugged and then laid his chin in the palm of his hand when Sango turned to look at him once again. "Miroku.tell me again how you know Inu-Yasha." She said with slight hint of mischief and Miroku truly did not like the sound of her voice.
"Well, I met him when I was but a child, I had wondered into his forest from the west where my home lies beyond the mountains. I was only seven then and he only six. It was an interesting experience getting the wind knocked out of you by a hanyou dog-demon hitting you in the stomach for trespassing. That same day he was attacked by a couple of large humans that had managed to catch him unguarded, they had caught him in a net and when they slept I freed him. I am sure you can figure out the rest from there."
"And you did not tell me."
"Well I did not know you where looking for him until we returned to the village with Kagome-sama. I would not put my friends life in danger, surely you can understand that."
"And can you understand he could of killed my sister!" she growled at him and Miroku said nothing.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Meanwhile in the lands far to the east past the mountains and past the plains of a once great valley, their within a dark and dead forest lays a palace made from black stone, stone griffins stand guard over the entrance of the palace, the trees around the palace bowed in submission to the evil that surround it. Low growls could be heard from the depths of the palace.
But within lived a youkai, a youkai as old as time its self. He was dressed in pure black robes, his inner kimono was the color of dried blood. His hair was white as snow, his eyes were like a cats, he grinned as a man with jet-black wings entered the room dragging a young woman struggling in vain, she was dressed in a miko attire. The youkai smiled at the girl, and his old hands twitched with pleasure as he stood up. The girl noticed this and scream as the youkai grabbed hold of her, then kissed her. He held on to the girl tightly his claws digging into her back, bringing forth blood.
He girl struggled but soon grew weak, her once beautiful skin now collapsed to her bones, her face was distorted in pain, her hair turned white and she grew pale. Youkai released her, and she fell to the ground with a sickening thud. When the winged male looked down at his masters victim, the girl looked like a dried up and wrinkled purne or if you will a rasin. He then looked back at his master and saw-renewed life, his hair no longer was white but a healthily blood red, his hands where young and his master smiled.
"It is good to be young once more, now then Junpei. Find me another mortal woman miko, by the new moon. For I can only last for so long." He said as he took his set upon his thorn as a snake like servant entered the room and removed the body. "Yes, Master Yuurei." Junpei said with a bow then left to find his master another source of life.
It was a sad waste to steal an essence from a mortal woman, especially when they a pretty. He sighed and scratched his brown messy hair and walked to the gates and once outside he took to the air. He had to make sure he found a miko with strong powers, for his mastery need a very special miko for this coming of the new moon.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Yuurei - Specter, I kind of though it fit with this little villain =^-^=
Miko - Priestess
* * * * * * * * * * * *
[Author: Oooohhh looky new person! * points at Yuurei *
Yuurei: *growls * Nani?!
Leeta: Sheesh he's such a grouch
Inu-Yasha: You just had to create a specter did you!
Leeta: Shut up Inu-Yasha this is my story!
Inu-Yasha: *mumbles *
Leeta: Kagome my friend.
Kagome: *nods * Sit boy.
* crash, thud*
Ummmm ANYWAYS! Tune in for the next chapter of, Love, A demons Worst Nightmare! Oh and By the way! I need a little help from you readers! *grins * I need an idea on what can make Inu-Yasha and Kagome's starting relation come into bloom here. Thanks! ]