Well, everyone, here's the second chapter! I hope you like it. Sorry it took so long to post, but my computer was doing strange things⦠It doesn't like me! *sobs softly* Anyway, LC WOLF, I have never heard of the Evil Dead series and the only Ash I've ever heard of is from Pokemon. lol. Soooo, what is it? I even asked some of my friends and they didn't know either. You've got me wondering! Okay, enough of that, please R&R!
Once again, I (unfortunately) don't own Inuyasha or anything associated with it.
"Jaken? Was that a real thought? I don't believe I have
ever seen you look so enlightened," Sesshomaru said, hiding his
curiosity.
"Well Master, I was just thinking that.... uhhhh... I know you think the
Tenseiga is useless... b-but can't it raise people from the dead?" he
stammered.
"Yes, Jaken, the Tenseiga can raise people from the dead. Why do you
ask?" Sesshomaru said with fake sweetness. Well, there goes the notion of him having a brain...
"Uhhhh.... no reason... I will leave you now, Master..." Jaken bowed
and started to walk away.
"Jaken, you seem to have developed the very bad habit of leaving just when
I don't want you to.," Sesshomaru said,
his face expressionless as usual. "I suggest you try to break that nasty
tendency by coming back here and telling me what though has just run through
your tiny mind, or it is quite possible you will not like the consequences."
The demon peered at his claws, seemingly absent-mindedly.
Quickly, Jaken scurried back to where he had been standing.
"Well uhhhh... Lord, don't get mad... but what if you....
used-the-Tenseiga-to-raise-an-army-from-the-dead?" he quickly spat out.
Jaken then proceeded to cover his head from the blow he thought was inevitable.
Feeling nothing making contact with his skull, Jaken looked up, his head still
half protected.
Instead of an impassive visage, Sesshomaru had a
look of slight shock on his face, which quickly changed to a small smile. (It
was quite large by his standards.)
"Lord Sesshomaru?" he asked nervously. He only smiles when he's feeling particularly mean....
"Jaken, you have impressed me. I didn't think you had a brain at all, but
you quite possibly might. That must have been your one decent idea for your
whole life. You may go." Sesshomaru said as he drifted off into deep thought.
Jaken bowed and strutted out of room, feeling mighty proud of himself.
"I hope that doesn't go to his head," the demon muttered as soon as
his servant was out of hearing.
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The next morning, Inuyasha was back at camp before anyone else was awake.
Kagome woke up to the sound of him rustling around outside. She stepped out of
her tent and immediately noticed two things:
1) Her bag, full of her belongings, was open and lying on the ground.
2) Whatever Inuyasha was eating was definitely not from the forest.
"Hey!" she yelled, "That's my last bag of potato chips!"
"So?" Inuyasha replied, "You owe me."
Kagome raised an eyebrow at him. She decided not to push the issue.
"Whatever, as long as you let me have some. And why were you in my stuff
anyway?" She plopped down on the ground next to him and dug into the bag.
"Wehl, you veft it outsive wast nighft vehn you wehnt to schweep,"
the half demon said, through a mouthful of chips. "I vash hungry dish
morning."
Kagome shook her head and continued to eat.
While they were eating their oh-so-nutritious breakfast, Miroku and Shippo woke up at the same time.
Miroku stumbled out of his tent, still sleepy, but Shippo dashed over to
Inuyasha and Kagome and grabbed a handful of chips.
"Mmmmm, these are good! Hey! What's that in your stuff over there?"
Shippou asked, pointing to a red ball poking out of Kagome's bag.
"Oh that? It's a ball you use to play catch with. You throw it to someone
and they throw it back. Like a game," Kagome explained.
"Like this?" Shippou grabbed the ball and threw it straight at the
still-half-asleep priest. "Think fast Miroku!"
Miroku looked up with blurry eyes, confused, and was hit square in the face by
the ball.
"Hey! Shippo, what was that for?!?!" he exclaimed, suddenly very
awake.
"Throw it back!" Shippou called.
"Sure," replied Miroku, who then proceeded to throw the ball as hard
as he could back at the small kitsune.
"HA!" Shippou yelled as he easily caught the ball. "Take
this!"
The ball came hurtling back at Miroku, who caught it and aimed it back at
Shippou. Unfortunately, instead of going toward the little shape-shifter, it
veered off and rolled into Sango's tent.
"I'll get it!" Miroku called, not realizing the potential outcomes of
that decision. He walked up to Sango's tent and pushed the flap aside.
Where did that thing go? he wondered.
I don't see it anywhere! Then,
he noticed Sango, who was still peacefully asleep in her pink nightgown,
unaware of the chaos going on outside. Man,
she's pretty. I wonder if she'll ever go out with me. He strode over to
Sango's bed and stood over it, gazing down at her.
Just then, Shippo flung back the tent flap and yelled loudly, " Miroku,
what the heck is taking so long? Are you having trouble finding it or
something?" Then he noticed that Sango was still asleep. Quickly, he let
the flap go and scurried away to go hide behind a tree. Sango didn't appreciate
being woken up too early, and he didn't want to be anywhere close if that happened.
Just as he left, one of Sango's eyes snapped open. The first thing she saw was
Miroku standing over her.
"MIROKU!!! WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING?!?" she screamed. "GET
OUT, YOU PERVERT!! OUT OUT OUT!! HENTAI!" Sango grabbed the nearest thing
to her, which happened to be a very large, heavy bottle of wood polish (for the
boomerang), and threw it at the unfortunate man.
"What? Sango, I was just..." Miroku exclaimed as he tried to duck the
bottle hurtling at his head. He just wasn't quick enough though, and the object
met his skull with a *THOCK*
"GET OUT NOW HENTAI!!" Sango roared. She grabbed her boomerang and
chased him outside and around the campfire, swinging her weapon at his head the
whole while. *WHACK* "I can't believe you!" *WHACK* "HENTAI!
What the heck were" *WHACK* "you doing??" *WHACK* Even though
Sango was at a disadvantage to Miroku because she was still in her nightgown,
she easily kept up with him.
Kagome and Inuyasha, who were still sitting at the campfire, watched all this
with great amusement.
"Ummm...... do you have any idea what this is all about?" Kagome
asked her half-demon counterpart.
"Ha, Miroku!" *WHACK* "Serves you right!" *WHACK*
"Not really. I think Sango just likes chasing Miroku. Well, he did kind of
go into her tent while she was sleeping, I guess. I wonder what the heck he
tried to do to her though....." Inuyasha replied.
"Don't say that! Get your mind out of the gutter! I'll have to start
chasing you around with my arrows if you start thinking that
way!!" Kagome threatened.
Inuyasha looked around in mock terror, all the fighting of the previous night
forgotten. "You wouldn't! Anything but that!"
"You don't think I would?" Kagome tried to grin evilly and failed
miserably. She could only smile as she said, "I could show you now if you
want..."
Just then, a cry of "HELP!" tore raggedly from Miroku's voice. Sango
was chasing him away from the campsite.
"He's probably getting kind of tired now," Kagome said, "Maybe
we should try to get Sango to calm down."
"No way!" Inuyasha said in reply, "I'm having to much fun
watching Miroku get his butt kicked by her."
Kagome rolled her eyes and yelled over Miroku and Sango's noise, "Hey
Sango! Miroku's going to think you have a crush on him if you don't stop
chasing after him!"
Sango stopped dead in her tracks, only slightly winded from her sprint. Miroku
however, slumped to the ground in exhaustion, trying to get air to his burning
lungs.
"Hmph, jerk," Sango said, more to herself than anyone else. Then she
turned on her heel and strode to the campfire to see if there were any chips
left.
After several minutes, Miroku had gotten his breathing back under control. He figured he should probably get back to the camp, but he decided he wanted to milk this for all it was worth. Instead of walking, he wearily pulled himself back to the fire on his stomach in a modified army crawl. Putting on his best I'm-about-to-die-and-desperately-need-help face, he dramatically collapsed in front of Sango, Shippo, Kagome and Inuyasha. "I-I'll miss you all," he said weakly as he pretended to pass out.
Inuyasha looked at Kagome and rolled his eyes. She nodded her head, but just then Sango burst out, "Oh Miroku! What have I done?!? I'm so sorry!" She fell on her knees and held Miroku's limp head in her hands.
Miroku looked up out of one half-opened eye, making sure Sango didn't notice. Wow, this is turning out better than I thought it would...
"Someone get me some water!" Sango called. "Aren't you supposed to pour it on someone when they pass out?"
Not wanting to get wet, Miroku decided he should wake up from his "faint."
"Sango?? I didn't know you cared! So, will you go out with me now?" the priest said, in typical Miroku fashion.
"Miroku! You're okay!" Sango exclaimed. "Wait-WHAT?!? Forget it, jerk! How long have you been awake?!?" She unceremoniously dropped his head into the dirt and stomped back to her tent.
Always optimistic, Miroku thought to himself, Hmm, I think she's starting to like me...
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Ta Da! I hope you liked it!
