Hiya minna-chan! Sorry I haven't updated in what. months? Yeah. So sorry
bout that.. I have like no time to do anything anymore so here I sit on the
floor in my room, with the laptop, at midnight on a Saturday cuz I don't
want to read Great Expectations. So there. Umm.. if you've actually been
following this story I applaud you, and those four reviewers of this story
I'm glad you haven't flamed me yet.. * bows * So grateful.. but anyways, on
with this story that will most likely be dead end.. like so many of my
other stories. Anyway, here it goes and I hope you enjoy!
-Roganu-chan
Disclaimer: Does it look like I own Inuyasha to you? If it does, you need to be locked up, with the white rubber rooms and all, because I'm a freshman trying to get all her reading done.
Chapter Three
Oh Loving Hate, Oh Hating Love
"The Gods Hate Us With a Passion"
The two looked in horror at the pages spread open across the dirt.
"Oh...my..." Kagome started to say. She began to turn a bright red, and looked as if she were to faint. Inuyasha did the same in turn.
Sango, Miroku, and Shippou stood on the sidelines and watched the scene. If anybody knew what a soap opera was, they'd have compared this situation to one. Miroku, without any sense of true dignity, almost broke into hysterical laughter, but a helpful boomerang came out of nowhere and pounded the monk into the ground. Then it was Shippou's turn to laugh; not at the lovebirds in denial, mind you, but at the other pair at each others throats. Okay. Sango at Miroku's throat.
"If you know whats good for you, houshi-sama, then I suggest you stay there," Sango hissed. If you listened close enough, you would have been able to make out a muffled "hai," from beneath your feet.
Across the way however, about twenty feet from the unconscious monk and the others, a two very embarrassed people stood in front of the book, casting their shadows onto it., Their shadows would not bet there long, however. When Kagome scraped up the courage to say,
"Act two, scene.. two," lightning flew across the sky and the clash of distant thunder echoed throughout the land.
Then the rain began to fall. It fell in huge droplets, filling small holes in the ground within a few minutes, making the fields look like lakes, made of many different puddles near each other. The group didn't mind the rain when they moved under a tree, but soon after the rain started the hail began to fall. Hailstones as big as the Shikon no Tama rushed through the barrier of the trees branches and leaves, and the group was forced to find shelter, which was a small cave nearby. They had traveled the night before and found themselves without civilization nearby.
The crew made its way into the relatively dry cave, which seemed ot have been carved out with other rocks and a chisel- it seemed to perfectly shaped and formed to actually have been natural. Or maybe it was too perfect to be man made. In any case, they had enough room for all of them to lie down with two or three feet between them on all sides, and Miroku still took the chance to scoot ever closer to the unexpecting demon huntress.
Thank God for the hiraikostu, ne?
Yes, while all of this was going on, Inuyasha and Kagome tried not to look at each other for fear one would mention the 'problem' and make matters worse. Then, fate, being the sly tool of God it is, made Kagome suddenly turn around to get something from a side pocket of her bag and knock the book out of her ungodly sized pack. It landed on the back cover, exposing a picture of the two star-crossed lovers themselves, handsome Romeo with raven hair, standing next to his beautiful brunette Juliet. (AN- Look at that! Two forms of poetic language in three words. beautiful brunette- b and b sounds, brunette and Juliet- rhyming. I'm good..) The smacking of the book on the dirt floor caught everyone's attention.
"Oh dear Lord.."
"This should be interesting, Lady Sango," one should-be unconscious monk whispered in her ear, nuzzling it lightly with his nose.
"Um.. I think we should just put this away," Kagome quickly said as she snatched the novel up and tried to put it back in her bag but while she was fumbling Miroku got an idea.
"Say.. what were you two going to do with that anyways? Werent you going to act a scene out? What was it? Ive forgotten."
"Damn you, monk," said Inuyasha bluntly.
"Um."
"But I do remember.. wasn't it something such as Act two.. something or other?"
"Act two, scene two, you imbecile." Again, Inuyasha.
"Well then, why don't you?" The priest had them trapped.
"Yes, why don't you?" piped up the kitsune.
"Oh, because, um." Kagome stuttered.
"You're going to have to come up with a better excuse than that, Lady Kagome. On, on with our reading of Shakespe-awe!" Miroku said, with the most excitement hes had in a while.
Meanwhile, our young lovers (heehee I love calling them that) dreaded the very moment they opened the book.
AN-End of chappy three. Next chapter is the actual reading, and that would have taken another like, five or six pages. Bear with me here. I know its very very short. I apologize now.
Review sil vous plait.. ^^ You know, that's what RSVP means. except its Responde Sil Vous Plait.. that's my new acronym! At the end of every story I'll put RSVP, which means:
Review Sil Vous Plait
Yay I feel smart.
RSVP
-Roganu-chan
Disclaimer: Does it look like I own Inuyasha to you? If it does, you need to be locked up, with the white rubber rooms and all, because I'm a freshman trying to get all her reading done.
Chapter Three
Oh Loving Hate, Oh Hating Love
"The Gods Hate Us With a Passion"
The two looked in horror at the pages spread open across the dirt.
"Oh...my..." Kagome started to say. She began to turn a bright red, and looked as if she were to faint. Inuyasha did the same in turn.
Sango, Miroku, and Shippou stood on the sidelines and watched the scene. If anybody knew what a soap opera was, they'd have compared this situation to one. Miroku, without any sense of true dignity, almost broke into hysterical laughter, but a helpful boomerang came out of nowhere and pounded the monk into the ground. Then it was Shippou's turn to laugh; not at the lovebirds in denial, mind you, but at the other pair at each others throats. Okay. Sango at Miroku's throat.
"If you know whats good for you, houshi-sama, then I suggest you stay there," Sango hissed. If you listened close enough, you would have been able to make out a muffled "hai," from beneath your feet.
Across the way however, about twenty feet from the unconscious monk and the others, a two very embarrassed people stood in front of the book, casting their shadows onto it., Their shadows would not bet there long, however. When Kagome scraped up the courage to say,
"Act two, scene.. two," lightning flew across the sky and the clash of distant thunder echoed throughout the land.
Then the rain began to fall. It fell in huge droplets, filling small holes in the ground within a few minutes, making the fields look like lakes, made of many different puddles near each other. The group didn't mind the rain when they moved under a tree, but soon after the rain started the hail began to fall. Hailstones as big as the Shikon no Tama rushed through the barrier of the trees branches and leaves, and the group was forced to find shelter, which was a small cave nearby. They had traveled the night before and found themselves without civilization nearby.
The crew made its way into the relatively dry cave, which seemed ot have been carved out with other rocks and a chisel- it seemed to perfectly shaped and formed to actually have been natural. Or maybe it was too perfect to be man made. In any case, they had enough room for all of them to lie down with two or three feet between them on all sides, and Miroku still took the chance to scoot ever closer to the unexpecting demon huntress.
Thank God for the hiraikostu, ne?
Yes, while all of this was going on, Inuyasha and Kagome tried not to look at each other for fear one would mention the 'problem' and make matters worse. Then, fate, being the sly tool of God it is, made Kagome suddenly turn around to get something from a side pocket of her bag and knock the book out of her ungodly sized pack. It landed on the back cover, exposing a picture of the two star-crossed lovers themselves, handsome Romeo with raven hair, standing next to his beautiful brunette Juliet. (AN- Look at that! Two forms of poetic language in three words. beautiful brunette- b and b sounds, brunette and Juliet- rhyming. I'm good..) The smacking of the book on the dirt floor caught everyone's attention.
"Oh dear Lord.."
"This should be interesting, Lady Sango," one should-be unconscious monk whispered in her ear, nuzzling it lightly with his nose.
"Um.. I think we should just put this away," Kagome quickly said as she snatched the novel up and tried to put it back in her bag but while she was fumbling Miroku got an idea.
"Say.. what were you two going to do with that anyways? Werent you going to act a scene out? What was it? Ive forgotten."
"Damn you, monk," said Inuyasha bluntly.
"Um."
"But I do remember.. wasn't it something such as Act two.. something or other?"
"Act two, scene two, you imbecile." Again, Inuyasha.
"Well then, why don't you?" The priest had them trapped.
"Yes, why don't you?" piped up the kitsune.
"Oh, because, um." Kagome stuttered.
"You're going to have to come up with a better excuse than that, Lady Kagome. On, on with our reading of Shakespe-awe!" Miroku said, with the most excitement hes had in a while.
Meanwhile, our young lovers (heehee I love calling them that) dreaded the very moment they opened the book.
AN-End of chappy three. Next chapter is the actual reading, and that would have taken another like, five or six pages. Bear with me here. I know its very very short. I apologize now.
Review sil vous plait.. ^^ You know, that's what RSVP means. except its Responde Sil Vous Plait.. that's my new acronym! At the end of every story I'll put RSVP, which means:
Review Sil Vous Plait
Yay I feel smart.
RSVP