Ay, umm.. How to put this.
HP3N: ayo, go jump those people throwing fruit! *dodges another tomato*
Inu: no! they love me! lookit the reviews!
HP3N: Shutup and go!
Inu: You don't own me! ¬.¬
HP3N: you're right, but I can make you do some pretty embarrassing things *smiles evilly*
Inu: umm. o.o;;
Unknown sound coming from nowhere in particular: dun dun dun!
This is my first fanfic so please gimme some kinda advice if you find anything extremely boring about it. NOW WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU STILL READING THIS FOR!? THE STORY'S DOWN THERE!!!!
NOTE: This chapter is for humor, a nice little break from the serious situations in chapter 1 & 2!
NOTE2: you can skip this chapter but if you are a Sango/Miroku fluff fan I suggest you stay and read, no telling when the lecher and the slayer will hop behind a tree and do the dirty! *Lets out a twisted maniacal laugh*
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To Tame the Beast Ch3: Search for the Beast
Shippou (I just noticed that when word sees "Shippou" as a misspelled word, the replacement word is shape. interesting. *gets hit by a fruit and gets dragged off stage) ran through the forest, searching for his lost friends, and trying to find his original scent back. When the little kitsune first got separated from his friends he panicked, running around frantically in search for someone or something familiar. He never came so far into Inu- yasha's forest before; the dog demon never exactly gave them a tour.
He sniffed toward the ground, after calming down, on all fours. His little kitsune ears twirling around in circles like little radars, his nose leading him once again, his ass in the air. The lack of light this deep in the forest didn't really bother him, his eyes could still see clearly.
"Well as long as I'm out here I think I'll just find some food," the little fox youkai said aloud, his own voice startling him.
******
"SHIPPOU!" called a very jumpy Sango. The woods around them had little sounds and she didn't really care to meet the owners.
"WAAAAH!" she screamed as something tapped against her ass. She glared at the corrupt monk who only gave her an innocent smile, one that she saw right through.
"Fucking lecher! Don't do that again! I'm nervous enough as it is."
"Are you suggesting that you wouldn't mind if I did it later?" the monk said, an eyebrow raised.
"Well, no." Sango managed to get out before she was completely at a loss for words. The monk was never this out going. Not with the others around.
"Maybe he's just bolder now because there's no one to make fun of him." she thought to herself. She felt another hand on her gludius maximus and slapped at it angrily, only to feel her hand wet with something sticky. She lifted her hand up to check and.
"AHHHHHHHH!"
"The great demon hunter, Sango, afraid of a little beetle." said an amused Miroku.
"Shutup! This isn't a little beetle! It's huge! Besides.I had a bad experience with. insects. before." she began, almost pouring out her childhood fear that still had not left her to him, the world's most inconsiderate hentai! Miroku just watched as she bent down to wipe what was left of the beetle on the grass underfoot.
"Do you think you should do that? Inu-yasha runs barefoot you know. I'd hate to think that he would run by here and step on that beetle. I'd get pretty pissed if I got guts all over my foot." he said sarcastically.
Sango looked at him, exasperated. Her butt was stained with beetle guts and he was thinking what would happen if Inu-yasha stepped on it!?
"Men are truly the most barbaric animals on earth." she thought angrily. As she pounded on the monk's head. She sighed heavily and then continued on, leaving a very bruised houshi behind her.
The two searchers trekked on, hoping that they would find their kitsune friend or Kagome. Even Inu-yasha would have been a plus if they could find him. Up ahead they heard the sound of running water through the trees, very faint. The pair ran on, eager for something to drink. In their haste they forgot about food and water, panic took over their bodies when they heard that Kagome was kidnapped.
They pushed aside the last two leaves that blocked the small stream from their view. The stream was shallow and crystal clear, only about a foot deep and three feet across. Little fish could be seen darting here and there idly searching for food of some sort.
Sango and Miroku bent near the stream, reaching down for a drink of the cool water. The grass around it was a healthy green, telling them that it was good to drink. The water felt great going down their parched throats.
"I think we should rest here for a while before moving on, I sense an ominous cloud approaching." Said Miroku, true worry reflected in his eyes.
"Don't be silly, you always say that when you want to stop somewhere," stated the demon hunter. Her back was facing him so she didn't see his expression; Miroku stepped in front of her and put both his hands on her shoulders.
"I'm serious about this one, it isn't just one of my stories this time"
Sango stared up at the grave expression in his eyes, seeing that they held no falsehood in them she nodded her head slowly. She began to wish that they had Kirara with them, the fire cat would be a definite asset if they should come in contact with the local demons.
******
As night settled, the two only talked, and for once they didn't argue. Miroku didn't even think about placing his hands on her butt or grabbing her in other places (*cough*) or anything that he would normally think of. The hunter and houshi only parted for about an hour, gathering wood to build a fire.
"Miroku, you never told me, about why you asked every girl you meet to 'bear your child'"
Miroku paused and looked at her, then cast his eyes down as he revealed the reason why he hunted Naraku. He told her about his family line, of how his death would literally be by his own hand if he did not kill him. Sango only nodded understanding, her eyes softened towards the monk as she saw him in a new way.
"I could easily live without the pleasure of mating but I only want an heir incase I fail to kill-"
His last sentence trailed off as Sango shushed him by placing her lips over his, taking him farther than he ever got with ANY female. His first kiss. For once the monk didn't know what to do, he had never expected any response other than 'no', especially from Sango.
Miroku was about to kiss back when a small bundle of fur tumbled out of the trees and a little kitsune appeared in front of them. The two humans stared at him, totally pissed for ruining the mood and atmosphere. The monk was especially furious because he didn't know whether or not this was a one-time thing with Sango.
"What are you doing?" Piped up the little kitsune, extremely happy that he had found his friends, not noticing that they were both giving him death glares. The monk cracked first and brought his staff down on the kitsune's head. Shippou grabbed at his throbbing head and jumped on Miroku's head, chomping down as he does with Inu-yasha.
"Wha wath thath for!?" The kitsune said between his teeth.
Sango walked over, grabbing this kitsune by his bushy tail, prying him off the monk who was looking intently into the darkness.
"Shippou, do you know any of those youkai?" Miroku's voice came up, heavy with sarcasm and a mixed with a grave tone.
"Oh, yeah they said they wanted to have us for dinner and I told them I had to find you first," said the clueless kitsune, "So can we go have dinner with them!?"
"Shippou, I don't think they want to share their dinner with us, they want us to be their dinner," Sango clarified.
Miroku was already moving by the time Shippou found out what the demons really meant by 'Having them for dinner'. He grabbed Sango's wrist and dragged her along behind him, hopping the little stream the trio fled for their lives. The youkai were right on their heels, following and catching up with the humans.
Miroku dashed through the trees, pulling Sango and Shippou along with him, desperately trying to get away from the demons chasing them. In the darkness, everything was in shadows, the monk had used his instincts thus far. A couple of times he barely missed running into a tree, his breathing started becoming labored and his side cramping up. The two shadows that followed him also started tiring, their soft pants echoed by the canopy above them and the silence around them.
The three walked in silence, hoping that they had lost their pursuers and incase they were near by they did not want to call attention to themselves. A loud crash behind them told them that they were found again but they were too tired to do anything except to put up a weak fight or walk on.
Miroku turned around, causing Sango to stop also.
"Come on! What are you doing!?" The demon slayer was tired but she knew they would never win if they turned to fight now.
"Keep going, I'll hold them off!" Miroku commanded over his shoulder. "I have to keep her safe, she was the first person that ever kissed me." he thought, his right arm held up ready to unleash his air rip.
He lifted the prayer beads off of his hand as the first unfortunate youkai rambled through the trees. It was sucked in instantaneously, giving it no chance to fight back or defend itself. Close behind it was another one, slightly smaller than the one before but her claws were outstretched, slashing a small gash on the side of the wind tunnel.
The monk screamed in pain as he closed up his air rift, blocking it off with the prayer beads in his left hand he ran on with Sango three feet in front of him. They jogged on deeper into Inu-yasha's forest, noticing for the first time how big it was and now, how dangerous it was.
******
Two pairs of golden yellow orbs looked out at the weary humans, running through the forest. They had killed a measly two demons, it was pitiful watching them try to run as death followed them. The eyes disappeared into the darkness, following the monk and the demon hunter.
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Umm, ok. so it turned out a little more serious than I had planned but that's the fun of fan-fics right!? You never know what to expect! (even though I'm suppose to know considering I'm writing the damn thing.)
HP3N: BTW, I have been cursed to watch the English dub of Inu-yasha *cries* so if anyone who has seen the REAL version Inu-yasha has some enlightening facts plz give!
Guy in the crowd: SHUTUP!! *throws fruit*
HP3N: *Gets knocked over wit a watermelon as curtain closes for a while*
THANK YOU NHYEMIA FOR TELLING ME WHERE TO GET FAN SUBS!
HP3N: ayo, go jump those people throwing fruit! *dodges another tomato*
Inu: no! they love me! lookit the reviews!
HP3N: Shutup and go!
Inu: You don't own me! ¬.¬
HP3N: you're right, but I can make you do some pretty embarrassing things *smiles evilly*
Inu: umm. o.o;;
Unknown sound coming from nowhere in particular: dun dun dun!
This is my first fanfic so please gimme some kinda advice if you find anything extremely boring about it. NOW WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU STILL READING THIS FOR!? THE STORY'S DOWN THERE!!!!
NOTE: This chapter is for humor, a nice little break from the serious situations in chapter 1 & 2!
NOTE2: you can skip this chapter but if you are a Sango/Miroku fluff fan I suggest you stay and read, no telling when the lecher and the slayer will hop behind a tree and do the dirty! *Lets out a twisted maniacal laugh*
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To Tame the Beast Ch3: Search for the Beast
Shippou (I just noticed that when word sees "Shippou" as a misspelled word, the replacement word is shape. interesting. *gets hit by a fruit and gets dragged off stage) ran through the forest, searching for his lost friends, and trying to find his original scent back. When the little kitsune first got separated from his friends he panicked, running around frantically in search for someone or something familiar. He never came so far into Inu- yasha's forest before; the dog demon never exactly gave them a tour.
He sniffed toward the ground, after calming down, on all fours. His little kitsune ears twirling around in circles like little radars, his nose leading him once again, his ass in the air. The lack of light this deep in the forest didn't really bother him, his eyes could still see clearly.
"Well as long as I'm out here I think I'll just find some food," the little fox youkai said aloud, his own voice startling him.
******
"SHIPPOU!" called a very jumpy Sango. The woods around them had little sounds and she didn't really care to meet the owners.
"WAAAAH!" she screamed as something tapped against her ass. She glared at the corrupt monk who only gave her an innocent smile, one that she saw right through.
"Fucking lecher! Don't do that again! I'm nervous enough as it is."
"Are you suggesting that you wouldn't mind if I did it later?" the monk said, an eyebrow raised.
"Well, no." Sango managed to get out before she was completely at a loss for words. The monk was never this out going. Not with the others around.
"Maybe he's just bolder now because there's no one to make fun of him." she thought to herself. She felt another hand on her gludius maximus and slapped at it angrily, only to feel her hand wet with something sticky. She lifted her hand up to check and.
"AHHHHHHHH!"
"The great demon hunter, Sango, afraid of a little beetle." said an amused Miroku.
"Shutup! This isn't a little beetle! It's huge! Besides.I had a bad experience with. insects. before." she began, almost pouring out her childhood fear that still had not left her to him, the world's most inconsiderate hentai! Miroku just watched as she bent down to wipe what was left of the beetle on the grass underfoot.
"Do you think you should do that? Inu-yasha runs barefoot you know. I'd hate to think that he would run by here and step on that beetle. I'd get pretty pissed if I got guts all over my foot." he said sarcastically.
Sango looked at him, exasperated. Her butt was stained with beetle guts and he was thinking what would happen if Inu-yasha stepped on it!?
"Men are truly the most barbaric animals on earth." she thought angrily. As she pounded on the monk's head. She sighed heavily and then continued on, leaving a very bruised houshi behind her.
The two searchers trekked on, hoping that they would find their kitsune friend or Kagome. Even Inu-yasha would have been a plus if they could find him. Up ahead they heard the sound of running water through the trees, very faint. The pair ran on, eager for something to drink. In their haste they forgot about food and water, panic took over their bodies when they heard that Kagome was kidnapped.
They pushed aside the last two leaves that blocked the small stream from their view. The stream was shallow and crystal clear, only about a foot deep and three feet across. Little fish could be seen darting here and there idly searching for food of some sort.
Sango and Miroku bent near the stream, reaching down for a drink of the cool water. The grass around it was a healthy green, telling them that it was good to drink. The water felt great going down their parched throats.
"I think we should rest here for a while before moving on, I sense an ominous cloud approaching." Said Miroku, true worry reflected in his eyes.
"Don't be silly, you always say that when you want to stop somewhere," stated the demon hunter. Her back was facing him so she didn't see his expression; Miroku stepped in front of her and put both his hands on her shoulders.
"I'm serious about this one, it isn't just one of my stories this time"
Sango stared up at the grave expression in his eyes, seeing that they held no falsehood in them she nodded her head slowly. She began to wish that they had Kirara with them, the fire cat would be a definite asset if they should come in contact with the local demons.
******
As night settled, the two only talked, and for once they didn't argue. Miroku didn't even think about placing his hands on her butt or grabbing her in other places (*cough*) or anything that he would normally think of. The hunter and houshi only parted for about an hour, gathering wood to build a fire.
"Miroku, you never told me, about why you asked every girl you meet to 'bear your child'"
Miroku paused and looked at her, then cast his eyes down as he revealed the reason why he hunted Naraku. He told her about his family line, of how his death would literally be by his own hand if he did not kill him. Sango only nodded understanding, her eyes softened towards the monk as she saw him in a new way.
"I could easily live without the pleasure of mating but I only want an heir incase I fail to kill-"
His last sentence trailed off as Sango shushed him by placing her lips over his, taking him farther than he ever got with ANY female. His first kiss. For once the monk didn't know what to do, he had never expected any response other than 'no', especially from Sango.
Miroku was about to kiss back when a small bundle of fur tumbled out of the trees and a little kitsune appeared in front of them. The two humans stared at him, totally pissed for ruining the mood and atmosphere. The monk was especially furious because he didn't know whether or not this was a one-time thing with Sango.
"What are you doing?" Piped up the little kitsune, extremely happy that he had found his friends, not noticing that they were both giving him death glares. The monk cracked first and brought his staff down on the kitsune's head. Shippou grabbed at his throbbing head and jumped on Miroku's head, chomping down as he does with Inu-yasha.
"Wha wath thath for!?" The kitsune said between his teeth.
Sango walked over, grabbing this kitsune by his bushy tail, prying him off the monk who was looking intently into the darkness.
"Shippou, do you know any of those youkai?" Miroku's voice came up, heavy with sarcasm and a mixed with a grave tone.
"Oh, yeah they said they wanted to have us for dinner and I told them I had to find you first," said the clueless kitsune, "So can we go have dinner with them!?"
"Shippou, I don't think they want to share their dinner with us, they want us to be their dinner," Sango clarified.
Miroku was already moving by the time Shippou found out what the demons really meant by 'Having them for dinner'. He grabbed Sango's wrist and dragged her along behind him, hopping the little stream the trio fled for their lives. The youkai were right on their heels, following and catching up with the humans.
Miroku dashed through the trees, pulling Sango and Shippou along with him, desperately trying to get away from the demons chasing them. In the darkness, everything was in shadows, the monk had used his instincts thus far. A couple of times he barely missed running into a tree, his breathing started becoming labored and his side cramping up. The two shadows that followed him also started tiring, their soft pants echoed by the canopy above them and the silence around them.
The three walked in silence, hoping that they had lost their pursuers and incase they were near by they did not want to call attention to themselves. A loud crash behind them told them that they were found again but they were too tired to do anything except to put up a weak fight or walk on.
Miroku turned around, causing Sango to stop also.
"Come on! What are you doing!?" The demon slayer was tired but she knew they would never win if they turned to fight now.
"Keep going, I'll hold them off!" Miroku commanded over his shoulder. "I have to keep her safe, she was the first person that ever kissed me." he thought, his right arm held up ready to unleash his air rip.
He lifted the prayer beads off of his hand as the first unfortunate youkai rambled through the trees. It was sucked in instantaneously, giving it no chance to fight back or defend itself. Close behind it was another one, slightly smaller than the one before but her claws were outstretched, slashing a small gash on the side of the wind tunnel.
The monk screamed in pain as he closed up his air rift, blocking it off with the prayer beads in his left hand he ran on with Sango three feet in front of him. They jogged on deeper into Inu-yasha's forest, noticing for the first time how big it was and now, how dangerous it was.
******
Two pairs of golden yellow orbs looked out at the weary humans, running through the forest. They had killed a measly two demons, it was pitiful watching them try to run as death followed them. The eyes disappeared into the darkness, following the monk and the demon hunter.
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Umm, ok. so it turned out a little more serious than I had planned but that's the fun of fan-fics right!? You never know what to expect! (even though I'm suppose to know considering I'm writing the damn thing.)
HP3N: BTW, I have been cursed to watch the English dub of Inu-yasha *cries* so if anyone who has seen the REAL version Inu-yasha has some enlightening facts plz give!
Guy in the crowd: SHUTUP!! *throws fruit*
HP3N: *Gets knocked over wit a watermelon as curtain closes for a while*
THANK YOU NHYEMIA FOR TELLING ME WHERE TO GET FAN SUBS!