Once Upon a Lack of Ramen
A/N: Unfortunately, I do not own Inu-Yasha...Sad as it seems...If I did...*grins evilly and imagines all her magical misadventures with her dog-eared boy* Le sigh! Too bad Ms.Takahashi owns all the rights and such...*sighs and clutches her Strawberry Pocky*
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One particularly beautiful summer day in Sengoku Jidai, one particularly pensive (and kawaii o.o;;) hanyou by the name of Inu-Yasha laid lazily on a high branch of a tree, an arm cushioning his head and his other three extremities hanging limply off the branch. His eyes were closed, but his mind wandered busily, mainly focusing on one girl...
"Inu-Yasha!! There you are!" Kagome called up to the half-conscious half-demon. "Snap out of it and come down here!"
Inu-Yasha opened one of his eyes and peered down at the somewhat scolding schoolgirl. "Why should I?" he barked down at her nonchalantly.
She was definitely getting a little frustrated. "We have to get going!" Why must he be so stubborn?! she thought.
"I'll come down when I feel like it!" He sat up and looked down at her. She had 2 pairs of chopsticks in her hand. Inu-Yasha heard his ever-hungry stomach growl.
In a sing-songy voice, Kagome called up in reply, "The ramen's read--Hey!" Before she could finish her sentence, Inu-Yasha seized her hand, and the chopsticks, and raced toward the campsite.
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*SLAP* "Grrr...Stupid hentai!" Sango snarled at the freshly walloped houshi who was grinning sheepishly.
"Geez, Sango, I was just commenting on how D-lightful your upper torso was looking today!" Kagome had recently, for reasons unknown, enlightened Miroku on the wonders of cup sizes...not exactly the smartest idea on her part.
"Hmph!" She turned away from him, but blushed slightly from the "compliment" she had received.
Shippou looked thoroughly and utterly confused. "Hey, Miroku," he said slowly, trying to evaluate the comment, "Do you think my upper torso looks delightful too?"
Miroku facefaulted and Sango grinned. "Yeah, houshi, have you been paying any attention to Shippou's "upper torso"?"
"Uh...I...er..." Miroku stammered. Luckily, Inu-Yasha, along with an exhausted Kagome, arrived before the tension got too thick.
Inu-Yasha's eyes darted around the campsite. "Where is it?" His voice sounded slightly desperate.
"Ehhh...where's what?" Sango inquired, mildly confused by his behavior.
"The Ramen!! Where's my Ramen!? I'm starved!" The hanyou's stomach growled again.
"Ohhh! So that's why Kagome made so much! I thought she was being nice and made enough for me to have seconds....and thirds...and fourths.." Miroku trailed off, sensing that he had made some fatal error.
"AHHHH!!? What?!!?" Inu-Yasha was practically on the verge of tears from hunger. "But I'm so hungry!!!!"
Kagome put her hands on her hips. "Hey! Don't forget about me! I'm hungry too, ya know!" Not usually one to complain, she felt she had to voice to the bunch how utterly under appreciated she felt. Afterall, she HAD brought and made the damn Ramen herself. She rummaged through her backpack, but to no avail. She was due for a trip back home anyway. But until then, she and Inu-Yasha would have to rough it. She looked up in dismay.
"Sorry, Inu-Yasha," Kagome said apologetically, "I've run out of food. I guess we'll have to go find a village or something..."
Now it was Inu-Yasha's turn to facefault. Kagome sighed and felt horrible for the poor famished canine hybrid. Sango sympathized as well.
Inu-Yasha got up and dusted himself off, an evil grin snaking its way across his face. Smiling madly, he made his way over to Miroku. "Oh houshi-sama..."
Miroku looked blatantly terrified. "Uh...I-Inu-yasha...Can I help you with *gulp* something?" He began to sweat profusely.
Inu-Yasha laughed and threw an arm over the frightened monk's shoulders. "Don't worry, Miroku, we're friends, right? I wouldn't do anything to hurt you...Intentionally anyway..."
Miroku laughed nervously. "Eh..heh heh..." Suddenly, Inu-Yasha shoved a bag in Miroku's hands and began to push the monk, and a surprised Sango away from the camp. "You two have fun collecting food! Put any food you find into that bag and bring it back here so's me and Kagome can eat."
The stunned youkai exterminator was indignant. "Hey!!!! Why do I have to go!?!" Miroku started making eyes at her, and soon found himself getting friendly with the ground.
Inu-Yasha said as-a-matter-of-factly, "Well, you didn't do anything to stop him, did you?" Sango was at a loss for an answer and begn searching for any reason possible.
"Well, I...uh....um...Er....ARGH! I suppose you're right..." She lowered her gaze to the ground and shuddered at the thought of how many times she'd be violated by the hentai whom she'd be accompanying.
"Oh, Shippou, you go too," Kagome added, "Wouldn't want Miroku to come back with freshly-amputated hands, now would we?" Sango looked thankfully at Kagome and breathed a sigh of relief. At least he would behave himself a little bit this way.
"I wouldn't mind it..." Inu-Yasha grumbled under his breath. Shippou nodded in agreement. "Yeah! Why make the little kid suffer?" With that he hopped onto Inu-Yasha's shoulder, who throw him to the monk. "Hey!"
"Well...you guys had better go, so...BYE!" With that, Inu-Yasha shoved the three off to start their food expedition.
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Twenty minutes after the three had left, Kagome and Inu-Yasha were deeply engrossed in a conversation on the importance of toilets in Kagome's time. Inu-Yasha stood firm in his decision that toilets were useless things that took up space. Kagome thought he was repulsive.
"Hmph! Whatever!" Inu-Yasha, stubborn as he was, crossed his arms and turned away.
They were quiet for quite some time afterwards, so Kagome decided to break the silence. "Hey...Inu-Yasha..?" The hanyou's ears perked up, but he didn't turn around.
"Hm?" He answered briefly. "Uh..Thanks for being concerned about me not getting to eat...It was really sweet," Kagome said, smiling benignly. Inu-Yasha smiled a little, but kept his back turned and his emotional wall up.
"Eh...Don't get so excited, woman. I was only concerned 'cuz I ain't gonna have you complaining to me about how much your stomach hurts!"
"Grr....No need to be so rude! You shouldn't be talking anyway!" Kagome turned her back to him and sighed inwardly. Just when I think he's changed... she thought somewhat sadly.
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Sango leaned against a tree with Shippou on her one shoulder and Kirara on the other. Miroku was sitting on the ground near her feet. He had a shiny piece of glass in his hand--a mirror, Kagome called it-- and was trying to sneak a peek under Sango's kimono when...
*WHACK* "Hentai! We're supposed to be looking for food!" She sweatdropped and sighed. "If we could find any..."
Shippou whined and wailed, "I'm TIRED! Can't we go back? I'm soooooo tired!" Sango shot a death look at the kitsune. She didn't know which was worse.
"Hush, Shippou! You haven't even been walking! You hitched a ride on my shoulder as soon as we set off! And we can't turn back empty-handed! It would be rude!"
"Yeah," Miroku chimed in, rubbing the 300th lump on his head, "And I don't want to die today...at Inu-Yasha's hand, no less." He looked up at the quickly darkening sky. Strangely, it was only slightly passed noon, so it shouldn't have gotten dark for another hour or so. "Great...the weather looks foreboding. We might have to take refuge somewhere...The sky looks quite ominous.." For once, the monk took a serious tone of voice.
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All right! That's the end of the first chapter! Please please please wiff a cherry on top tell meh whatcha think, and give me any ideas if ya have any! I'm kinda leaning toward a humor/romance kinda feel. Whadda ya think? PLEASE R&R!
A/N: Unfortunately, I do not own Inu-Yasha...Sad as it seems...If I did...*grins evilly and imagines all her magical misadventures with her dog-eared boy* Le sigh! Too bad Ms.Takahashi owns all the rights and such...*sighs and clutches her Strawberry Pocky*
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One particularly beautiful summer day in Sengoku Jidai, one particularly pensive (and kawaii o.o;;) hanyou by the name of Inu-Yasha laid lazily on a high branch of a tree, an arm cushioning his head and his other three extremities hanging limply off the branch. His eyes were closed, but his mind wandered busily, mainly focusing on one girl...
"Inu-Yasha!! There you are!" Kagome called up to the half-conscious half-demon. "Snap out of it and come down here!"
Inu-Yasha opened one of his eyes and peered down at the somewhat scolding schoolgirl. "Why should I?" he barked down at her nonchalantly.
She was definitely getting a little frustrated. "We have to get going!" Why must he be so stubborn?! she thought.
"I'll come down when I feel like it!" He sat up and looked down at her. She had 2 pairs of chopsticks in her hand. Inu-Yasha heard his ever-hungry stomach growl.
In a sing-songy voice, Kagome called up in reply, "The ramen's read--Hey!" Before she could finish her sentence, Inu-Yasha seized her hand, and the chopsticks, and raced toward the campsite.
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*SLAP* "Grrr...Stupid hentai!" Sango snarled at the freshly walloped houshi who was grinning sheepishly.
"Geez, Sango, I was just commenting on how D-lightful your upper torso was looking today!" Kagome had recently, for reasons unknown, enlightened Miroku on the wonders of cup sizes...not exactly the smartest idea on her part.
"Hmph!" She turned away from him, but blushed slightly from the "compliment" she had received.
Shippou looked thoroughly and utterly confused. "Hey, Miroku," he said slowly, trying to evaluate the comment, "Do you think my upper torso looks delightful too?"
Miroku facefaulted and Sango grinned. "Yeah, houshi, have you been paying any attention to Shippou's "upper torso"?"
"Uh...I...er..." Miroku stammered. Luckily, Inu-Yasha, along with an exhausted Kagome, arrived before the tension got too thick.
Inu-Yasha's eyes darted around the campsite. "Where is it?" His voice sounded slightly desperate.
"Ehhh...where's what?" Sango inquired, mildly confused by his behavior.
"The Ramen!! Where's my Ramen!? I'm starved!" The hanyou's stomach growled again.
"Ohhh! So that's why Kagome made so much! I thought she was being nice and made enough for me to have seconds....and thirds...and fourths.." Miroku trailed off, sensing that he had made some fatal error.
"AHHHH!!? What?!!?" Inu-Yasha was practically on the verge of tears from hunger. "But I'm so hungry!!!!"
Kagome put her hands on her hips. "Hey! Don't forget about me! I'm hungry too, ya know!" Not usually one to complain, she felt she had to voice to the bunch how utterly under appreciated she felt. Afterall, she HAD brought and made the damn Ramen herself. She rummaged through her backpack, but to no avail. She was due for a trip back home anyway. But until then, she and Inu-Yasha would have to rough it. She looked up in dismay.
"Sorry, Inu-Yasha," Kagome said apologetically, "I've run out of food. I guess we'll have to go find a village or something..."
Now it was Inu-Yasha's turn to facefault. Kagome sighed and felt horrible for the poor famished canine hybrid. Sango sympathized as well.
Inu-Yasha got up and dusted himself off, an evil grin snaking its way across his face. Smiling madly, he made his way over to Miroku. "Oh houshi-sama..."
Miroku looked blatantly terrified. "Uh...I-Inu-yasha...Can I help you with *gulp* something?" He began to sweat profusely.
Inu-Yasha laughed and threw an arm over the frightened monk's shoulders. "Don't worry, Miroku, we're friends, right? I wouldn't do anything to hurt you...Intentionally anyway..."
Miroku laughed nervously. "Eh..heh heh..." Suddenly, Inu-Yasha shoved a bag in Miroku's hands and began to push the monk, and a surprised Sango away from the camp. "You two have fun collecting food! Put any food you find into that bag and bring it back here so's me and Kagome can eat."
The stunned youkai exterminator was indignant. "Hey!!!! Why do I have to go!?!" Miroku started making eyes at her, and soon found himself getting friendly with the ground.
Inu-Yasha said as-a-matter-of-factly, "Well, you didn't do anything to stop him, did you?" Sango was at a loss for an answer and begn searching for any reason possible.
"Well, I...uh....um...Er....ARGH! I suppose you're right..." She lowered her gaze to the ground and shuddered at the thought of how many times she'd be violated by the hentai whom she'd be accompanying.
"Oh, Shippou, you go too," Kagome added, "Wouldn't want Miroku to come back with freshly-amputated hands, now would we?" Sango looked thankfully at Kagome and breathed a sigh of relief. At least he would behave himself a little bit this way.
"I wouldn't mind it..." Inu-Yasha grumbled under his breath. Shippou nodded in agreement. "Yeah! Why make the little kid suffer?" With that he hopped onto Inu-Yasha's shoulder, who throw him to the monk. "Hey!"
"Well...you guys had better go, so...BYE!" With that, Inu-Yasha shoved the three off to start their food expedition.
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Twenty minutes after the three had left, Kagome and Inu-Yasha were deeply engrossed in a conversation on the importance of toilets in Kagome's time. Inu-Yasha stood firm in his decision that toilets were useless things that took up space. Kagome thought he was repulsive.
"Hmph! Whatever!" Inu-Yasha, stubborn as he was, crossed his arms and turned away.
They were quiet for quite some time afterwards, so Kagome decided to break the silence. "Hey...Inu-Yasha..?" The hanyou's ears perked up, but he didn't turn around.
"Hm?" He answered briefly. "Uh..Thanks for being concerned about me not getting to eat...It was really sweet," Kagome said, smiling benignly. Inu-Yasha smiled a little, but kept his back turned and his emotional wall up.
"Eh...Don't get so excited, woman. I was only concerned 'cuz I ain't gonna have you complaining to me about how much your stomach hurts!"
"Grr....No need to be so rude! You shouldn't be talking anyway!" Kagome turned her back to him and sighed inwardly. Just when I think he's changed... she thought somewhat sadly.
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Sango leaned against a tree with Shippou on her one shoulder and Kirara on the other. Miroku was sitting on the ground near her feet. He had a shiny piece of glass in his hand--a mirror, Kagome called it-- and was trying to sneak a peek under Sango's kimono when...
*WHACK* "Hentai! We're supposed to be looking for food!" She sweatdropped and sighed. "If we could find any..."
Shippou whined and wailed, "I'm TIRED! Can't we go back? I'm soooooo tired!" Sango shot a death look at the kitsune. She didn't know which was worse.
"Hush, Shippou! You haven't even been walking! You hitched a ride on my shoulder as soon as we set off! And we can't turn back empty-handed! It would be rude!"
"Yeah," Miroku chimed in, rubbing the 300th lump on his head, "And I don't want to die today...at Inu-Yasha's hand, no less." He looked up at the quickly darkening sky. Strangely, it was only slightly passed noon, so it shouldn't have gotten dark for another hour or so. "Great...the weather looks foreboding. We might have to take refuge somewhere...The sky looks quite ominous.." For once, the monk took a serious tone of voice.
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All right! That's the end of the first chapter! Please please please wiff a cherry on top tell meh whatcha think, and give me any ideas if ya have any! I'm kinda leaning toward a humor/romance kinda feel. Whadda ya think? PLEASE R&R!