An Inu Yasha Fan Fiction Saga
DISCLAIMER : I don't own Inu Yasha. All fan characters property of Aoi Kami Sarah
CHAPTER SIX
Inu Yasha
woke early the next morning. He strolled down the beach a ways
and stripped his clothes off. The water was a little cold, but
refreshing. He collected a good bunch of muscles and more fish
for breakfast. Kagome had expressed an interest in muscles the
night before and he was certain that he would delight her by remembering
them.
He dressed in all but his fire-rat coat,
using it to carry the crustaceans, and headed back. Before he
got too far, he noticed Houseki coming up over a dune. She waved
to him and jogged towards him.
"Oi, Houseki. Where have you
been all night?" he asked with a wink and a nudge.
She looked out at the crashing waves.
"Tou-san, I need to take off for a while... on my own."
He opened his mouth, but she cut him off. "Please don't ask
why, Tou-chan, I'd rather not talk about it. I'll keep my eyes
peeled for Shinkon shards and I'll meet up with you all again...
someday." Houseki looked into her father's eyes. "Tell
Kagome, Shippou and Sango I said good bye... and thank you."
She turned and walked down the beach
to the south.
Inu Yasha knitted his brows. His
daughter was leaving? But he had just gotten used to her, only
just began to accept her as a member of the group and as a friend.
He scowled. "Matte, Houseki!" he shouted coarsely. She
stopped and looked back over her shoulder. Her eyes were watery
and soft. "...Where will you go?"
"Where my heart leads me."
*
"Miroku, why?" Kagome
asked, astounded.
"I just need some time to myself,"
he explained. "Please do not think for a moment that I will
stop in my quest to find Naraku and destroy him. The monk trained
his eyes on Kagome's. She nodded solemnly. "Please say good-bye
to Inu Yasha for me." Miroku put his pack over his shoulder
and walked off to the north.
Sango sat with slumped shoulders
and watched him walked away. She hung her head. Kagome came up
behind her. "Well, are you going to just let him get away?"
She stood up. "I suppose not."
She smiled and picked up Kirara. "Kagome-chan, could you
take care of Kirara for a while. I'll be back soon."
"On one condition," she
took the youkai-cat from her friend. "That you don't come
back alone!"
"I promise. You behave, Kirara."
Sango kissed her cat good-bye and waved to Kagome and Shippou
as she followed the path Miroku had taken.
Inu Yasha strolled up and held out
his bunch of muscles, dripping through the fiber of his coat.
"I got you muscles, Kagome."
There was no response. Kagome and Shippou were looking off to
the north.
"Hey, where's Sango going?"
"She's leaving us!" Shippou
wailed.
"Her too?!" he shouted.
"What do you mean, her too?"
Kagome asked.
"Houseki just took off."
The shocked look on Kagome's face surprised him. He shrugged,
but Kagome could tell this upset him.
Shippou continued to cry. "Then
it's just us now! You're not going to leave too, are you Kagome?!"
"No, no, Shippou, of course
not."
"What the hell is he talking
about?"
"Miroku's left too. And I think
it has to do with Houseki."
Inu Yasha sighed melodramatically.
There was an awkward pause.
Kagome raised a brow. "Inu
Yasha, whatcha got that's dripping in your shirt?"
"Muscles."
"Oh yay!" she cheered.
"You remembered!"
They had a quiet breakfast. There
were more than enough muscles to go around, but Inu Yasha hardly
ate that morning at all.
*
Houseki wandered far off to the
south, stopping only to rest a bit and to bathe at a hot spring.
She removed her clothes and eased into the wonderful water. Her
cares floated away as she leaned against a rock and cleared her
mind. She knew now exactly what she wanted, but still had no idea
how to get it.
She COULD just use her powers on
some poor unsuspecting individual, but she had felt what empty
love was like and decided that kind of pain was not worth the
fleeting pleasure.
"What am I worried about,"
she grumbled to herself. "I've got another 500 years or so
to find this... love thing." Houseki made a face and submerged
under the water to clean her hair. 'I hate waiting!' she thought.
When she emerged, she shook the
water from her hair and ears and sighed. When she opened her eyes,
she caught a glimpse of something moving in the bushed just across
the way. Houseki reached underwater and picked up a good sized
rock. She hurled it as fast as she could at the bushes. It made
a resounding 'clonk' as it met its target. A tallish youkai stood
bolt upright and started openly at her, one hand on the lump on
his head.
Houseki stood up out of the water
and struck a pose. "Like what you see, Etchi?"
The demon's eyes went as wide as
saucers and he bolted off faster than any living thing she had
ever seen. Houseki laughed herself silly and flopped back into
the water.
"Aw..." she thought out
loud. "He was sorta cute. Shit."
*
Miroku waved his hand over a small
baby, held outstretched in its mother's arms. The mother smiled
and thanked him, and he continued on down the street.
'I better find a paying gig soon,'
he thought as his stomach rumbled. A scream from just up ahead
made his eyes light up. "Bingo!"
Miroku ran towards the sound. Up
on the left, a small shop suddenly exploded. A huge, demented-looking
toad netsuke growled. A man's legs stuck out of it's wooden lips,
but not for long. With another gulp, the possessed netsuke swallowed
him whole. Miroku assessed the situation and pulled a talisman
from his gown.
"Evil be gone!" he shouted
and sent the paper flying towards it's target. It fried to a cinder
on impact. The toad noticed this and stomped out of the remains
of the shop. His glassy eyes were focused on the monk.
'I can't very well suck the netsuke
up into the void,' he thought in a panic. 'I'd suck the shop-keeper
up too!' The toad lurched forward and Miroku stepped back. "Everyone,
stop staring and get away from here!" 'I must think of SOMETHING!'
"Hiraikotsu!!!"
Miroku spun to see the boomerang
whiz by and sever the demonic toad in half. Its head floated for
a moment before crashing to the ground beside it.
Sango charged up beside him. "Now!
Houshi-sama! Use the talisman!"
"Right!" Miroku threw
out another, this time it did the trick. The netsuke returned
to it's small, wooden form and the shop-keeper was dazed, but
alive.
"Sango..." Miroku finished
attending to the damage and finally turned his attention to her.
He held a tiny sliver of the Shinkon no Tama, found tucked inside
the remains of the netsuke between his fingers. "Where are
the others?"
She adjusted her boomerang and fidgeted.
"I'm alone. I guess we're headed in the same direction."
He paused, but nodded his head.
"I suppose so. Thank you for your help. I guess we make a
pretty good team." Put the shard away and held up a small
bag of coins. From this he poured out half and handed them to
her.
She smiled. "I guess so."
They walked to the next town to
see what help they could bring there.
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GLOSSARY : Etchi = pervert . Netsuke = a small carved figurine . Hiraikotsu = Sango's boomerang