Lol well, I'm still typing! This is about where I start making stuff up. Up until now I imagined everything and wrote it down before I fell asleep last night. *shrugs* oh well, I guess we'll just have to see what happens!^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any of the characters in it. If I did I'd be rich, but I'm not... and if I had lots of money I'd probably spend it on anime anyway so pleeaasseee, don't sue me.^_^ lol
Oh, and as always,
_= thoughts *_* = sound/ italicized "_" = speech //_// = narration
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Memories of the Present
Chapter 3:Entertainment
*click, click, click, click...* The sound had been continuing for a while now, slowly reaching the limits of it's audibility just outside of the Higurashi's kitchen. Mrs. Higurashi, wearing an apron and holding a slightly chopped onion in one hand, looks thoughtfully towards the living room. "What's wrong dad? Nothing on TV?"
"My granddaughter is out there with that Hojo again."
"Ahh," She cleans a knife on her apron as she walks towards her father, "What's wrong with Hojo? He seems sweet enough."
"Exactly, I don't trust him."
"I really don't think you have to worry. Don't forget, my daughter has a jealous half-demon chasing her around." Mrs. Higurashi giggles softly as she remembers the stories Kagome has told her after coming back from some of her adventures. She shakes her head gently, short, dark hair fluttering back and forth with the sudden movement. He really is sweet at heart.
"And I'm not supposed to be worried?"
Mrs. Higurashi smiles, "No." She laughs, "And besides, it looks like he's already here."
"Huh?"
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Inu Yasha jumps up, red-faced and covered in mud, to face Kagome. "What'd I do?!"
"You know," Hojo cuts in, slightly annoyed, " You really have no right to talk to Higurashi like that. Besides, we haven't been properly introduced." He looks Inu Yasha up and down, "But I think you need to bathe first."
Kagome unsuccessfully attempts to cover a snicker behind her left hand as Inu Yasha looks over his shoulder. Scowling, he faces Hojo, and looks at him with a "How stupid are you" look on his face. "Look, Hojo was it? Do you have a death wish?"
The boy blinks, thinks a moment, and responds; "Well, no, not really. Why?" Hojo flashes one of his large friendly smiles.
Both Kagome and Inu Yasha fall over and Hojo stares blankly at them, "What, did I miss something?"
"Why you!!!" Claws flexed, Inu Yasha darts towards the unsuspecting boy, stopping only at the sound of Kagome's voice.
"Sit."
"Look Hojo," Kagome cuts in, "I'm uh... not feeling very well. I should go to bed. Maybe you should come back another time."
"Oh, of course! Well, enjoy the bamboo and get well soon! Don't forget to exercise!"
As Inu Yasha pulls himself off of the ground, yet again, they watch as Hojo runs down the steps, smiling and waving to them both the entire way down. It only took him a few minutes, but waiting for him to leave seemed to take a few lifetimes. Once out of sight, Kagome turns to go inside with Inu Yasha on her heels. The hanyou frowns, "Is he ALWAYS that like that?"
"Yes." She shakes her head and turns around. "I hate to say it, but he's about as sharp as a puddle of water." She turns back and looks at him over her shoulder. "You DO realize that you're not putting one foot into my room like that right?"
"Like what?" He looks himself over. Sure, there's a bit of mud on his clothes... well, everywhere really. And he was tracking it into the house, but so what? Her mom would clean that up, why would she care? Frankly, he didn't see the problem. They continued walking upstairs. Once at her door, Kagome strolls into her room nonchalantly and the door slams in his face, knocking him backwards and almost back down the stairs.
"Hey! What's the big idea?!"
Kagome leans against the back of her door, "I told you! You're not coming in here until you have a bath! Go find Souta and ask him to have one with you." Mom's going to *kill* me for the mess on the carpet. *she puts her face in her hands and shakes her head gently.
Inu Yasha turns away and crosses his arms over his chest, this trademark look evident even through the door, "Feh! Why should I?"
The door, now slightly cracked, produces a waving hand and a glaring eye, "Because you get no food until you're clean." And with that, her door is locked leaving an incredibly dirty half-demon standing in the hallway.
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"Well, what'd we do now?"
Back in the Sengoku period, the group tries to decide what they'll do now that their main entertainment is gone. They had ventured back to Kaede's hut, and were now huddled around a fire, eating and discussing their next move.
"We could look for more Shikon shards."
"Yeah, but there hasn't been a rumor for weeks."
"Hmm... good point. We could go searching the villages."
"You just want to hit on all of the pretty girls."
"They have to be pretty? Ouch!"
"Miroku, be nice to Shippou!" A large *whack!* is heard and Hiraikotsu is set down in the corner.
"Oww, then be nice to me!"
Sango sighs, "This is getting us no where. Shippou, I'm going to go take a bath. Will you watch Miroku for me until get back?"
Shippou nods and gets an affectionate pat on the head in thanks, and then Sango heads out, wishing Kagome were with her.
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Mmmm... this is so nice. I wish Kagome were here though. A bath is much more fun with someone to gossip with. Sango laughs; that was definitely one of the finer points to traveling with the group. I wonder if Inu Yasha is driving her crazy yet. Wait, what am I thinking, what do I mean *YET*?! She sighs, That boy, they're almost in the same situation I'm in, only it's obvious he loves her. Well, maybe not to her but... wait, what was that?!
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"SSShhhhhhh... Shippou, quiet! She'll hear us!" Miroku peeks from behind a bush, Yeah, she definitely heard, but I don't think she suspects us... not yet at least. Maybe if I just sit here quietly for a few minutes...
"I thought you said that Sango was in trouble?"
EEEEkkkk!!!! Miroku slaps a hand over Shippou's mouth, " Look, I want to protect Sango from anything dangerous while she's bathing, but... "
" You mean like you?"
"Ye... wait, what?! No!!!"
"Who's there?"
"Crap." Oh great, Miroku thought, "Now we're doomed.
"Sango, over here! Miroku's come to muphumenuma"
"*Quiet*!"
"Miroku?"
Well, here goes nothing... A smiling face pops up out of the bushes along with a covered hand. "Hi Sango. Well, I just wanted to make sure you were okay and I... " Wait, where'd she...
"HENTAI!!!" *whack!*
Splashing and sputtering, Miroku reemerges only to find himself face to face with an infuriated demon huntress. He ducks another attack from the Hiraikotsu and scrambles to get out of the hot spring, Sango on his tail.
"Get back here!"
"Ahh!!! Sango, it was just in good fun! I was only trying to protect you, really!"
"Who's going to protect me from you?!"
"Hmm... ," Miroku's stops sending Sango running past him. His features scrunch, making a very determined thinking face as he strokes his chin with his index finger, "Who *IS* going to protect me from you?"
He immediately jumps up and begins running the other way, Sango chasing him once again, "HOOUUSHIII!!!"
Through all of the commotion, Shippou just sits back and watches. He's learned many times that if you try and get in the middle of a romantic dispute, you get hurt, so instead, he settles on sitting back against a rock and letting them entertain him. Man, I wish I had some of that stuff... what did Kagome call it? Popcorn?