Hi again. This story is getting harder and harder to write.I will keep up
and update at least every other day, but don't expect every day
anymore.I'll lose my sanity if I try to keep that up. So, anyways, off we
go!
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Inu-Yasha waited impatiently in the doorway to the crypt. They were wasting so much time! They could have been hunting down the psychobitch and her friends all day, but Spike had done nothing but lay around, and Inu- Yasha hadn't done much beyond catching and eating a rabbit. He had started a fire and tried to cook it, but just managed to burn half of it and leave the other half rare. It had not been a very pleasant meal.
"*Oi! Spike! What's with you?*" he shouted into the crypt.
Spike groaned. Apparently Mr. Japanese never learned about vampires, and wasn't too quick at learning. It was still mid-afternoon! He threw a shoe at Inu-Yasha, who ducked. "Can't you tell I don't want to go outside?!"
Inu-Yasha ducked. So much for an ally. This was pathetic. He might as well just go off on his own, considering how he had picked up the girl's scent. He didn't know why he hadn't been able to smell her the night before, but he knew exactly where she was now. Even if he hadn't he knew that if they checked back at that library place often enough, she would show up. He rolled his eyes. Maybe he would just leave..
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"I have an idea of how we can catch the dog demon," stated Giles. "I'm not entirely sure it will work, but I think it's worth a try." He held out a cheap-looking metal whistle.
Buffy arched an eyebrow. "Soooo. What is it, and why would it work?"
"Well, it's a dog whistle, actually. You know, one of those ones that's so high pitched that only animals can hear it. It says in the book how good of hearing the Japanese dog demons were, so I figured it was worth a shot."
Buffy took the whistle and studied it. It didn't look like much, but maybe it would work. And, if it didn't, she could always fall back on the old method of whomping on him. She shrugged.
"Sure, why not. I'll just take it with me when I patrol tonight," she sighed.
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"all right, let's go now!" shouted Spike up the tree where Inu-Yasha was sitting and looking very cross. "Now we can go kill the Slayer!"
"*Feh. Stop your jabbering. You're the one who took so long!*" muttered Inu-Yasha, hopping down out of the tree. "*I know where the girl is.*"
Spike smiled and walked off toward the school. Whatever the Dog Boy had just said, he took it they were good to go.
"*Not that way!*" yelled Inu-Yasha. "*She's this way!*" he pointed in the general direction of Buffy's house. He knew she had gone there, and that going back to the library was pointless.
Spike looked surprised. "So you're saying she's not at school? And how the bloody hell would you know?"
Inu-Yasha ignored him and headed off in the direction Buffy's scent was coming from. If Spike came along, fine. If he didn't, that just meant he was an idiot.
Spike followed Inu-Yasha. "You'd better be right about this. I don't want to waste another night."
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Buffy hummed to herself as she made a microwave dinner for herself. She'd found a note from her mother on the fridge, saying she wouldn't be home all night. She had decided to eat before she went out on patrol tonight, since she hadn't had lunch that day. The dog whistle Giles had given her rested on the counter nearby.
Outside, Inu-Yasha and Spike watched through the windows of the house, situated in a nearby tree. Spike wondered how he was going to explain to Inu-Yasha that he would need to be invited in.
Inu-Yasha glanced over at Spike. Something was obviously troubling his ally. "*What is it?*" he asked.
Spike heard the question in Inu-Yasha's voice, and tried to explain. "I," he gestured to himself, "can't go in there" he pointed to the house and shook his head, "so you," he pointed to Inu-Yasha, "will have to go in, and bring her out."
Inu-Yasha blinked. Something about Spike, the house being bad, himself, and.something. Stupid non-Japanese language. He looked confused.
Spike sighed, and hopped down to the ground. Inu-Yasha followed, and watched as he drew first the house with Buffy inside, then a picture of himself standing outside frowning, and then of Inu-Yasha dragging Buffy outside.
Inu-Yasha understood about half of it, but that was enough. Apparently Spike wouldn't go in, so he had to go get the girl out. What was with this guy, anyways? Not only would he not go out in daylight, but he also refused to go in someone's house! Inu-Yasha nodded to show that he understood, and stood up. Spike went up in the tree to watch and wait.
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Buffy sat down at the table with her plastic tray of semi-edible micro waved goo. She lifted her fork, and was about to dig in..
BAM! The back door was violently thrust open by Inu-Yasha's foot. He leapt inside, and dashed to where he could smell Buffy was. He arrived in the room just as she was rising from her seat, shocked and a bit frightened. How had he found her house?! She reached to her pocket for the dog whistle, but realized that she had left it in the kitchen.
"Shit!" she yelled, and readied herself for a fistfight. Inu-Yasha came at her with his claws, not entirely sure how he would turn this into bringing her outside. She dodged him, and tried to punch him in the side as he flew past, but he turned in midair and grabbed her wrist, digging his claws in. She fell off balance, and cried out, hitting him in the face with her free hand. He let go of her, and landed facing her.
Buffy leapt at him, taking the offensive. He moved sideways, and was grazed by her heel. He backed toward the door he had come in, knowing she would follow.
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So, there it is. This was an easy chapter! Yay! I might or might not update tomorrow. Please visit my other stories, they are in need of reading, and they multiply quickly. Also, a big thank you to those who have reviewed this already, especially those who have reviewed multiple times. I feel special, knowing I have people who actually keep reading what I write.
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Inu-Yasha waited impatiently in the doorway to the crypt. They were wasting so much time! They could have been hunting down the psychobitch and her friends all day, but Spike had done nothing but lay around, and Inu- Yasha hadn't done much beyond catching and eating a rabbit. He had started a fire and tried to cook it, but just managed to burn half of it and leave the other half rare. It had not been a very pleasant meal.
"*Oi! Spike! What's with you?*" he shouted into the crypt.
Spike groaned. Apparently Mr. Japanese never learned about vampires, and wasn't too quick at learning. It was still mid-afternoon! He threw a shoe at Inu-Yasha, who ducked. "Can't you tell I don't want to go outside?!"
Inu-Yasha ducked. So much for an ally. This was pathetic. He might as well just go off on his own, considering how he had picked up the girl's scent. He didn't know why he hadn't been able to smell her the night before, but he knew exactly where she was now. Even if he hadn't he knew that if they checked back at that library place often enough, she would show up. He rolled his eyes. Maybe he would just leave..
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"I have an idea of how we can catch the dog demon," stated Giles. "I'm not entirely sure it will work, but I think it's worth a try." He held out a cheap-looking metal whistle.
Buffy arched an eyebrow. "Soooo. What is it, and why would it work?"
"Well, it's a dog whistle, actually. You know, one of those ones that's so high pitched that only animals can hear it. It says in the book how good of hearing the Japanese dog demons were, so I figured it was worth a shot."
Buffy took the whistle and studied it. It didn't look like much, but maybe it would work. And, if it didn't, she could always fall back on the old method of whomping on him. She shrugged.
"Sure, why not. I'll just take it with me when I patrol tonight," she sighed.
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"all right, let's go now!" shouted Spike up the tree where Inu-Yasha was sitting and looking very cross. "Now we can go kill the Slayer!"
"*Feh. Stop your jabbering. You're the one who took so long!*" muttered Inu-Yasha, hopping down out of the tree. "*I know where the girl is.*"
Spike smiled and walked off toward the school. Whatever the Dog Boy had just said, he took it they were good to go.
"*Not that way!*" yelled Inu-Yasha. "*She's this way!*" he pointed in the general direction of Buffy's house. He knew she had gone there, and that going back to the library was pointless.
Spike looked surprised. "So you're saying she's not at school? And how the bloody hell would you know?"
Inu-Yasha ignored him and headed off in the direction Buffy's scent was coming from. If Spike came along, fine. If he didn't, that just meant he was an idiot.
Spike followed Inu-Yasha. "You'd better be right about this. I don't want to waste another night."
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Buffy hummed to herself as she made a microwave dinner for herself. She'd found a note from her mother on the fridge, saying she wouldn't be home all night. She had decided to eat before she went out on patrol tonight, since she hadn't had lunch that day. The dog whistle Giles had given her rested on the counter nearby.
Outside, Inu-Yasha and Spike watched through the windows of the house, situated in a nearby tree. Spike wondered how he was going to explain to Inu-Yasha that he would need to be invited in.
Inu-Yasha glanced over at Spike. Something was obviously troubling his ally. "*What is it?*" he asked.
Spike heard the question in Inu-Yasha's voice, and tried to explain. "I," he gestured to himself, "can't go in there" he pointed to the house and shook his head, "so you," he pointed to Inu-Yasha, "will have to go in, and bring her out."
Inu-Yasha blinked. Something about Spike, the house being bad, himself, and.something. Stupid non-Japanese language. He looked confused.
Spike sighed, and hopped down to the ground. Inu-Yasha followed, and watched as he drew first the house with Buffy inside, then a picture of himself standing outside frowning, and then of Inu-Yasha dragging Buffy outside.
Inu-Yasha understood about half of it, but that was enough. Apparently Spike wouldn't go in, so he had to go get the girl out. What was with this guy, anyways? Not only would he not go out in daylight, but he also refused to go in someone's house! Inu-Yasha nodded to show that he understood, and stood up. Spike went up in the tree to watch and wait.
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Buffy sat down at the table with her plastic tray of semi-edible micro waved goo. She lifted her fork, and was about to dig in..
BAM! The back door was violently thrust open by Inu-Yasha's foot. He leapt inside, and dashed to where he could smell Buffy was. He arrived in the room just as she was rising from her seat, shocked and a bit frightened. How had he found her house?! She reached to her pocket for the dog whistle, but realized that she had left it in the kitchen.
"Shit!" she yelled, and readied herself for a fistfight. Inu-Yasha came at her with his claws, not entirely sure how he would turn this into bringing her outside. She dodged him, and tried to punch him in the side as he flew past, but he turned in midair and grabbed her wrist, digging his claws in. She fell off balance, and cried out, hitting him in the face with her free hand. He let go of her, and landed facing her.
Buffy leapt at him, taking the offensive. He moved sideways, and was grazed by her heel. He backed toward the door he had come in, knowing she would follow.
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So, there it is. This was an easy chapter! Yay! I might or might not update tomorrow. Please visit my other stories, they are in need of reading, and they multiply quickly. Also, a big thank you to those who have reviewed this already, especially those who have reviewed multiple times. I feel special, knowing I have people who actually keep reading what I write.