A/N: Well here I am again. I was pleasantly surprised at the positive
response, thanks a lot to all of you who did review! ^^ First to answer
some questions:
I would put in Rin, if I knew who that was. ^^ The graphic novels left off
in the series right as Naraku was about to push Inuyasha into that huge pit
of demons battling or something. I did some research online so I know a
little about her, but I don't know how Takahashi would write her well
enough to include her in this fic.
I know that Miroku II is a bit redundant. I did it so that you would all
obviously relate him to the original Miroku. And don't worry; they won't
call him that all the time. He thinks it is annoying anyway. It was just a
bit of a joke. ^^
Disclaimer: don't own it, don't sue me
Part Two: a fox demon, a little monk, and a half demon
Shippo and his companion had been traveling for a few days now, and had finally come to a village. It is common knowledge that too many days without a bath will leave fox demons and little human boys with a sort of a wet dog smell, of which Shippo was beginning to become vaguely aware. He decided that both of them deserved at least one night in a fancy inn, so he ventured up to the nearest one, Miroku II tagging along happily.
The lobby of the inn quieted as the two entered. All eyes stared at the demon boy, who smiled pleasantly and waved.
"Hello," he said to the man behind the desk. Miroku stayed close, wary of the unpleasant glances that greeted them. It was a wonder that Shippo could be so calm, then he remembered how easily he had taken on that centipede demon. These humans were no threat to such a powerful creature.
"I'd like a room with two beds and a hot bath." The man grunted.
"Why does a demon need such commodities? Get to your own kind!" Shippo looked indignant.
"I don't need such commodities, actually, but my young companion does. He is human." Shippo replied. The man clenched his fists and glared.
"Have ye money?" he asked.
"How much will it cost?"
"Twenty rupees."
"The sign says ten."
"You be a demon! I don't need to serve such filth." The man muttered a few warding curses, but Shippo was ahead of him. He jumped up onto the desk and looked around at the rest of the people in the inn's lobby.
"Are all of you afraid of demons?" he asked. The people shuddered and turned their backs to him. A greenish aura began to surround the fox demon. "It's rude to ignore a person." He said quietly. Miroku saw that the look on his face had changed from friendly to menacing.
"You be's no person! You be's a demon!" the man behind the desk was bolder than the other people.
"Oh? What if I were to say that I am the only real person in here, and you are but a mere, helpless, easily destroyed human? What then?"
"Away with the demon!" a person yelled from a table.
"Yes! Away with the both of them!" another added. The man behind the desk was smug. Shippo jumped down and grabbed him by the collar. All eyes were on them.
"I don't care if you insult me, because, as I said you are a weak, pathetic, easily exterminated human. But do not insult my friends."
With a roar, he threw the man over the desk and into the crowd of onlookers.
"Hear me! I am the fox demon Shippo! I do not kill humans; it goes against my morals. But I have no reservations in turning them into money- less beggars." With a smile, he clasped his hands and then revealed a handful of leaves.
"Leaves of destruction!" he yelled, throwing them up into the air. They immediately filled the entire place, and then slowly faded away, and the entire inn faded with it. Shippo smiled at the astounded humans, motioned for Miroku to follow him, and left.
"Shippo! Why did you do that!?" Miroku asked. Shippo shrugged.
"It came over me. Besides, I didn't actually destroy it." Miroku looked up, astounded.
"But it-"
"It disappeared? Yes, but it was an illusion. Did you notice how I still used the exit where the door actually was? It'll reappear in a few days."
Miroku didn't know what to say. Maybe Shippo wasn't such a bad demon after all? It may have been his imagination, but it seemed that what made him really mad was when they insulted him, the human. Was Shippo.defending him? He looked up to see that he was humming a little tune as he walked, hands in pockets. So cheerful, it was strange that he was indeed a demon. If he didn't have a tail and fox feet and small pointed ears, he might have been a human. They traveled onward, still without a bath.
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"Shippo, when are we going to meet this priestess?" Miroku was tired of walking and sleeping out in the open. When Shippo said he was on a quest, he thought it meant a week tops. It had been five days (still no baths) and they hadn't even come across a single clue to her whereabouts. Miroku assumed that Shippo was leading them to her as they walked, and that she simply lived far away.
"Hmmm. Depends if I can find that blasted flea."
"Wait, you mean, we aren't headed towards her!?"
"Nope. I dunno where she is. Gotta find that flea. He'll know."
"Ooooh." Miroku groaned and dragged his feet. "I'm hungry and tired Shippo, can we rest now?"
"Nope. Gotta find the flea." Miroku looked at the demon incredulously. What kind of a flea could find a priestess?
"I don't like fleas." He muttered. Shippo laughed.
"This flea only likes to bite demons. His name is Myoga. Well, maybe he bites humans, I forget. But he knows how to find Kagome. She doesn't live in this world though."
"What!?" Miroku exclaimed. "I never agreed to go to another world when you took me on this journey!"
"Well, I know some reasons you may want to see this girl besides to give her the jewel. Think about it. If she has one half of the jewel, and your father had the other half, she may have known him, or at least what happened to him." Shippo said.
"Father! Oh! You have to take me to her Shippo." Miroku looked quite serious in this request, as if Shippo was some sort of train with only one more seat left.
"What did I say? I was trying to convince you to go!"
As they argued about who would convince who, they came across a crowd of people who seemed to be throwing rocks at something. Shippo and Miroku pushed their way to the front of the crowd, trying to see what was the matter.
"Hey, what's going on?" Shippo asked the person beside him.
"We need to kill this abomination!" he yelled. Shippo flinched at the sound in such close proximity to his ears, but not before he heard the rest of the crowd shouting.
"Halfling!"
"Filth!"
"Demon child!"
"Tainted blood!"
At that, Shippo lowered his hands and stepped in front of the line of humans. They didn't follow him, seeming to not want to get closer to their aim. His eyes widened at the sight of the target. It was a girl, and she was tied to a tree. Rocks struck the tree near her, and a few hit her flesh. One scraped across her face, causing her to look up and yell in pain.
"What the hell is this?" Shippo turned and looked at the crowd. They quieted and backed away.
"I asked you a question." He said. The demon reached out and grabbed the collar of the nearest human.
"Now tell me why you torment this girl." The man shuddered in fear.
"This thing were raiding the village every day, we don't give it food cause it ain't one of us.its some half demon creature." Shippo dropped the man to the ground.
"One of the most noble people I know was a half demon." He said venomously. The crowd was silent now, his words echoing in the still air. The girl on the tree whimpered softly, and Miroku rushed to her.
"If I ever see you tormenting any creature ever again.I will kill every last one of you. Human, demon, or anything else." He spat on the ground and gave an impression of immense power, glaring around at them in contempt.
"Leave here now. I don't need to talk to such creatures as you who don't respect life in it's strangest of forms."
The crowd, released of Shippo's spellbound gaze, scattered hurriedly into the woods. He saw one little girl, held by her mother's hand, who stared at him wide eyed with fear. He smiled at her, and she gasped, before being ushered away by her mother.
Shippo shook his head to clear it of spells and walked over to where Miroku was untying the girl from the tree. She slumped to the ground, too weak to stand on her own.
"What do we do with her?" Miroku asked worriedly. He was certain that Shippo wouldn't just leave her here.
"I'll carry her to a village, and this time we will stay in an inn." He smiled, and picked up the girl easily, shifting her around until she clung/laid on him piggyback. What they could see of her eyes were golden and slitted, weary and sad. They closed slowly, and she was unconscious.
"What kind of a demon is she?" Miroku asked, eyeing her curiously. She was very pretty, whatever she was. Her hair was long and pale blue, her body slim and fit.
"I don't know," Shippo commented honestly. He was wondering the same thing himself.
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Author: I know this one was short, but please tell me what you think so far! ^^
Disclaimer: don't own it, don't sue me
Part Two: a fox demon, a little monk, and a half demon
Shippo and his companion had been traveling for a few days now, and had finally come to a village. It is common knowledge that too many days without a bath will leave fox demons and little human boys with a sort of a wet dog smell, of which Shippo was beginning to become vaguely aware. He decided that both of them deserved at least one night in a fancy inn, so he ventured up to the nearest one, Miroku II tagging along happily.
The lobby of the inn quieted as the two entered. All eyes stared at the demon boy, who smiled pleasantly and waved.
"Hello," he said to the man behind the desk. Miroku stayed close, wary of the unpleasant glances that greeted them. It was a wonder that Shippo could be so calm, then he remembered how easily he had taken on that centipede demon. These humans were no threat to such a powerful creature.
"I'd like a room with two beds and a hot bath." The man grunted.
"Why does a demon need such commodities? Get to your own kind!" Shippo looked indignant.
"I don't need such commodities, actually, but my young companion does. He is human." Shippo replied. The man clenched his fists and glared.
"Have ye money?" he asked.
"How much will it cost?"
"Twenty rupees."
"The sign says ten."
"You be a demon! I don't need to serve such filth." The man muttered a few warding curses, but Shippo was ahead of him. He jumped up onto the desk and looked around at the rest of the people in the inn's lobby.
"Are all of you afraid of demons?" he asked. The people shuddered and turned their backs to him. A greenish aura began to surround the fox demon. "It's rude to ignore a person." He said quietly. Miroku saw that the look on his face had changed from friendly to menacing.
"You be's no person! You be's a demon!" the man behind the desk was bolder than the other people.
"Oh? What if I were to say that I am the only real person in here, and you are but a mere, helpless, easily destroyed human? What then?"
"Away with the demon!" a person yelled from a table.
"Yes! Away with the both of them!" another added. The man behind the desk was smug. Shippo jumped down and grabbed him by the collar. All eyes were on them.
"I don't care if you insult me, because, as I said you are a weak, pathetic, easily exterminated human. But do not insult my friends."
With a roar, he threw the man over the desk and into the crowd of onlookers.
"Hear me! I am the fox demon Shippo! I do not kill humans; it goes against my morals. But I have no reservations in turning them into money- less beggars." With a smile, he clasped his hands and then revealed a handful of leaves.
"Leaves of destruction!" he yelled, throwing them up into the air. They immediately filled the entire place, and then slowly faded away, and the entire inn faded with it. Shippo smiled at the astounded humans, motioned for Miroku to follow him, and left.
"Shippo! Why did you do that!?" Miroku asked. Shippo shrugged.
"It came over me. Besides, I didn't actually destroy it." Miroku looked up, astounded.
"But it-"
"It disappeared? Yes, but it was an illusion. Did you notice how I still used the exit where the door actually was? It'll reappear in a few days."
Miroku didn't know what to say. Maybe Shippo wasn't such a bad demon after all? It may have been his imagination, but it seemed that what made him really mad was when they insulted him, the human. Was Shippo.defending him? He looked up to see that he was humming a little tune as he walked, hands in pockets. So cheerful, it was strange that he was indeed a demon. If he didn't have a tail and fox feet and small pointed ears, he might have been a human. They traveled onward, still without a bath.
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"Shippo, when are we going to meet this priestess?" Miroku was tired of walking and sleeping out in the open. When Shippo said he was on a quest, he thought it meant a week tops. It had been five days (still no baths) and they hadn't even come across a single clue to her whereabouts. Miroku assumed that Shippo was leading them to her as they walked, and that she simply lived far away.
"Hmmm. Depends if I can find that blasted flea."
"Wait, you mean, we aren't headed towards her!?"
"Nope. I dunno where she is. Gotta find that flea. He'll know."
"Ooooh." Miroku groaned and dragged his feet. "I'm hungry and tired Shippo, can we rest now?"
"Nope. Gotta find the flea." Miroku looked at the demon incredulously. What kind of a flea could find a priestess?
"I don't like fleas." He muttered. Shippo laughed.
"This flea only likes to bite demons. His name is Myoga. Well, maybe he bites humans, I forget. But he knows how to find Kagome. She doesn't live in this world though."
"What!?" Miroku exclaimed. "I never agreed to go to another world when you took me on this journey!"
"Well, I know some reasons you may want to see this girl besides to give her the jewel. Think about it. If she has one half of the jewel, and your father had the other half, she may have known him, or at least what happened to him." Shippo said.
"Father! Oh! You have to take me to her Shippo." Miroku looked quite serious in this request, as if Shippo was some sort of train with only one more seat left.
"What did I say? I was trying to convince you to go!"
As they argued about who would convince who, they came across a crowd of people who seemed to be throwing rocks at something. Shippo and Miroku pushed their way to the front of the crowd, trying to see what was the matter.
"Hey, what's going on?" Shippo asked the person beside him.
"We need to kill this abomination!" he yelled. Shippo flinched at the sound in such close proximity to his ears, but not before he heard the rest of the crowd shouting.
"Halfling!"
"Filth!"
"Demon child!"
"Tainted blood!"
At that, Shippo lowered his hands and stepped in front of the line of humans. They didn't follow him, seeming to not want to get closer to their aim. His eyes widened at the sight of the target. It was a girl, and she was tied to a tree. Rocks struck the tree near her, and a few hit her flesh. One scraped across her face, causing her to look up and yell in pain.
"What the hell is this?" Shippo turned and looked at the crowd. They quieted and backed away.
"I asked you a question." He said. The demon reached out and grabbed the collar of the nearest human.
"Now tell me why you torment this girl." The man shuddered in fear.
"This thing were raiding the village every day, we don't give it food cause it ain't one of us.its some half demon creature." Shippo dropped the man to the ground.
"One of the most noble people I know was a half demon." He said venomously. The crowd was silent now, his words echoing in the still air. The girl on the tree whimpered softly, and Miroku rushed to her.
"If I ever see you tormenting any creature ever again.I will kill every last one of you. Human, demon, or anything else." He spat on the ground and gave an impression of immense power, glaring around at them in contempt.
"Leave here now. I don't need to talk to such creatures as you who don't respect life in it's strangest of forms."
The crowd, released of Shippo's spellbound gaze, scattered hurriedly into the woods. He saw one little girl, held by her mother's hand, who stared at him wide eyed with fear. He smiled at her, and she gasped, before being ushered away by her mother.
Shippo shook his head to clear it of spells and walked over to where Miroku was untying the girl from the tree. She slumped to the ground, too weak to stand on her own.
"What do we do with her?" Miroku asked worriedly. He was certain that Shippo wouldn't just leave her here.
"I'll carry her to a village, and this time we will stay in an inn." He smiled, and picked up the girl easily, shifting her around until she clung/laid on him piggyback. What they could see of her eyes were golden and slitted, weary and sad. They closed slowly, and she was unconscious.
"What kind of a demon is she?" Miroku asked, eyeing her curiously. She was very pretty, whatever she was. Her hair was long and pale blue, her body slim and fit.
"I don't know," Shippo commented honestly. He was wondering the same thing himself.
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Author: I know this one was short, but please tell me what you think so far! ^^
