Chibi Okami - Why has it been so long? I have no excuse except I am a lazy
bum who has been working her butt off in school lately and worried about
failing Spanish, Molec, AND keyboarding. Also this bum has been trying to
get tennis down so she doesn't let the team down cause she sucks, trying to
raise money for inu-yasha dvds, and art class and my website. Yes, I have
been such a bum lately . . .
HEY GUESS WHAT!? I AM IN HIGHSCHOOL NOW! THAT'S RIGHT! NO MORE MIDDLE SCHOOL! I AM A PURE-BRED FRESHMAN NOW! BE PROUD OF ME!!!
Disclaimer ~
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I don't own Inu-Yasha
But neither do you!
(poetic, neh?)
Huntress
Chapter Twenty - Need
Inu-Yasha groaned as he slowly opened his eyes and let light flood into his vision. He wanted to move, and he tried, but his body protested and he decided to stay where he was. He felt a something under him and determined it to be a bed. He felt someone holding his hand and he wanted more than anything to swipe it away from them, but what if it was Kagome? It was a soft gentle touch, and if it was Kagome he didn't want to take his hand from her. He sniffed the air and did as he had first intended, he took his hand away in one swift motion. Kagome wasn't the one holding his hand, no, it was that disgusting demon huntress. His hand was taken away from her and now rested on his stomach. He regretted the move, pain shot through his body and he remembered his last fight, but he pushed his thoughts back to the huntress.
"What the hell are you doing?" He asked in a rough voice.
"I am bandaging your wounds." She said her voice calm. Inu-Yasha looked down at his hand he had taken away, and there were bandages there and it made him angry that she had been helping him after all she had done to him.
"Why in the seven hells are you helping me? What? Do you just want me to go and fight again? Or maybe get killed in the process? What is all of you fucking people's problem?" He asked his voice raising.
Midori didn't answer, she knew it would be a waste of breath to talk to him with as mad as he was, and she knew he had right to be upset, after all he had just nearly died for the second time with them.
"Answer me damnit!" Inu-Yasha cried. In truth he didn't know what he wanted answered, he knew they wanted him for the money and he wasn't going to be able go home, he knew that already but that was what he wanted the most, so what was he asking. He sat up, pain shooting through his entire body as he did so, but he did his best to ignore it. He planted his face in his hands and more than anything he wanted to cry, but tears would not come, he would not let them come. If he was to fight to the death here he would never make it home he would never make it back to Kagome, so what was the point of even shedding a tear in this hell?
"Inu-Yasha, lie down, or you will reopen your wounds." Midori yelled at him.
"Shut the fuck up! I don't give a damn anymore, okay?" Inu-Yasha yelled at her, his voice rising with every word. "You guys have even shown me how utterly useless my life is! If I died right now I wouldn't care! In fact, dying might be a relief from this hell!"
Midori stepped back at his words. He sounded like he had really meant what he had said. He really didn't care if he died and with an attitude like that he would not make it through another fight, he might just give up and loose his next fight. She looked at him with her eyes full of pity. She looked down at the ground. And stepped back, she turned around and walked toward the door. She opened it muttered "I am sorry, Inu-Yasha." And walked out of the room, the door slamming shut behind her.
Inu-Yasha looked at the door longingly, he wished he could just walk out of the room like she had. But he couldn't he was a prisoner, a prisoner who desperately had to escape. He didn't know how, they knew where Kagome lived, but one way or another he was going to leave, he was not going to die in the hell hole.
He looked down at his stomach as he pulled his hand back, revealing blood. Midori was right, he opened his wound again.
---*---
Shippo walked through the store, his legs shaking as he did so. He saw all the people and had to wonder if they were against him, too. There were so many of them, could he take them on? He had to. He had to get Stuka back and then they could go and find Inu-Yasha, but first Stuka.
He needed a strategy, he couldn't possible win with only brute force. But what could he do? What could he do? Shippo sighed, maybe he could sneek Stuka away from them.
Then he realized, he didn't know where customer service was . . . he would have to get there first, and be sneaky about it.
He tugged on a lady's sleeve. "Excuse me, miss. Can you tell me where customer service is?"
Oh yes, very sneaky.
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THE END OF CHAPTER 20
I know I know, very very short, but I wanted to write what I have planned next chappie! So please don't kill me! Oh ya, and this chapter was for Bethann! Good luck, Bethann I really hope it will be okay.
HEY GUESS WHAT!? I AM IN HIGHSCHOOL NOW! THAT'S RIGHT! NO MORE MIDDLE SCHOOL! I AM A PURE-BRED FRESHMAN NOW! BE PROUD OF ME!!!
Disclaimer ~
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I don't own Inu-Yasha
But neither do you!
(poetic, neh?)
Huntress
Chapter Twenty - Need
Inu-Yasha groaned as he slowly opened his eyes and let light flood into his vision. He wanted to move, and he tried, but his body protested and he decided to stay where he was. He felt a something under him and determined it to be a bed. He felt someone holding his hand and he wanted more than anything to swipe it away from them, but what if it was Kagome? It was a soft gentle touch, and if it was Kagome he didn't want to take his hand from her. He sniffed the air and did as he had first intended, he took his hand away in one swift motion. Kagome wasn't the one holding his hand, no, it was that disgusting demon huntress. His hand was taken away from her and now rested on his stomach. He regretted the move, pain shot through his body and he remembered his last fight, but he pushed his thoughts back to the huntress.
"What the hell are you doing?" He asked in a rough voice.
"I am bandaging your wounds." She said her voice calm. Inu-Yasha looked down at his hand he had taken away, and there were bandages there and it made him angry that she had been helping him after all she had done to him.
"Why in the seven hells are you helping me? What? Do you just want me to go and fight again? Or maybe get killed in the process? What is all of you fucking people's problem?" He asked his voice raising.
Midori didn't answer, she knew it would be a waste of breath to talk to him with as mad as he was, and she knew he had right to be upset, after all he had just nearly died for the second time with them.
"Answer me damnit!" Inu-Yasha cried. In truth he didn't know what he wanted answered, he knew they wanted him for the money and he wasn't going to be able go home, he knew that already but that was what he wanted the most, so what was he asking. He sat up, pain shooting through his entire body as he did so, but he did his best to ignore it. He planted his face in his hands and more than anything he wanted to cry, but tears would not come, he would not let them come. If he was to fight to the death here he would never make it home he would never make it back to Kagome, so what was the point of even shedding a tear in this hell?
"Inu-Yasha, lie down, or you will reopen your wounds." Midori yelled at him.
"Shut the fuck up! I don't give a damn anymore, okay?" Inu-Yasha yelled at her, his voice rising with every word. "You guys have even shown me how utterly useless my life is! If I died right now I wouldn't care! In fact, dying might be a relief from this hell!"
Midori stepped back at his words. He sounded like he had really meant what he had said. He really didn't care if he died and with an attitude like that he would not make it through another fight, he might just give up and loose his next fight. She looked at him with her eyes full of pity. She looked down at the ground. And stepped back, she turned around and walked toward the door. She opened it muttered "I am sorry, Inu-Yasha." And walked out of the room, the door slamming shut behind her.
Inu-Yasha looked at the door longingly, he wished he could just walk out of the room like she had. But he couldn't he was a prisoner, a prisoner who desperately had to escape. He didn't know how, they knew where Kagome lived, but one way or another he was going to leave, he was not going to die in the hell hole.
He looked down at his stomach as he pulled his hand back, revealing blood. Midori was right, he opened his wound again.
---*---
Shippo walked through the store, his legs shaking as he did so. He saw all the people and had to wonder if they were against him, too. There were so many of them, could he take them on? He had to. He had to get Stuka back and then they could go and find Inu-Yasha, but first Stuka.
He needed a strategy, he couldn't possible win with only brute force. But what could he do? What could he do? Shippo sighed, maybe he could sneek Stuka away from them.
Then he realized, he didn't know where customer service was . . . he would have to get there first, and be sneaky about it.
He tugged on a lady's sleeve. "Excuse me, miss. Can you tell me where customer service is?"
Oh yes, very sneaky.
---*---
THE END OF CHAPTER 20
I know I know, very very short, but I wanted to write what I have planned next chappie! So please don't kill me! Oh ya, and this chapter was for Bethann! Good luck, Bethann I really hope it will be okay.