{Revised edition: Thanks Saturn! I forgot to change that one mistake before I uploaded! *whams head on desk* Stupid me!}
Hello minna! I know that you all have been waiting for me to update, so I'll make this REALLY short, 'kay? Well, short for me anyway....Okay, for one, I have to say that I'm REALLY sorry Litwolf for not giving a longer time for you to try and win, so to make it up to you, I MIGHT just...I dunno....add you in maybe? Hmmm....lemme plan for a while. *snaps fingers* Okay. I thought long enough. I'll mention you in the side-story I'm doing to this! Okay? *sad puppy dog eyes* I HATE angering people. But I'm only doing this for you 'cause you're one of the best reviewers I got. (Okay....so every reviewer is great...but...whatever...)
Oh yeah, and Jack, just ta let ya know, 'ja' is like 'see you soon' and 'ja ne' is like 'see you in two months'. Get it? 'Ja ne' is like a longer and more permanent good-bye. See? I learned it while checking out some hacker sites on the comp....don't ask how.
And the poll stands at:
Kill Kai-chan: 2 (Jack, Hamtaro Cutie, you are the BEST!! I know I shouldn't be wanting to kill off my own OC, but he's REALLY getting on my nerves!! HE ATE ALL THE FOOD IN THE FRIDGE!! *sniffs and cries* AND THEN HE HID MY ASHI PLUSHIE FROM ME!! WHHHHHHHAAAAAAA!! WHERE'S MY ASHI PLUSHIE?! WHERE?!)
Let him live: Er...more than six I think. *glowers*
Me: *sighs* Well Kai-chan...it looks like you live. *mutters* But I might just kill you off for stealing my Ashi plushie....
Mitsukai: YESSSSSSSS!! W00T!! GO ME!! *bows* Thank you to all my loyal fans! And as promised, here is your reward! *motions to a giant cage filled with bishies of all kinds; bishies that are shouting at him and calling him a betrayer* ^^;; The things I do for my fans....
Me: ¬_¬* You are just too conceited for your own good, ya know that?
Mitsukai: *nods enthusiastically*
Me: *reads over one of the reviews and grins sadistically* Hey, Kai-chan. Look at what Kim wrote.
Mitsukai: *reads the review* -_o That is SO not funny...
Me: It seems that one of my reviewers thinks that you're a girl. *snicker*
Mitsukai: -_- Shut it.
Me: On to the fic!
Mitsukai: *drawls* Greeeeeeeaaaattttttt....more chances for you to hurt me. I'm all a flutter. *sarcastic*
Me: Also, a warning for this chapter, mucho drama! There is still humor, but we're touching upon Kai-chan's past here, and that isn't anything funny.
Mitsukai: *glare*
Me: You have been warned. *giggle*
Mitsukai: Oh yeah, just ruin the moment, will you?!
Me: *grins* Sorry, dude.
Disclaimer: -_-* No comment..... *glare*
Kitten Caboodle
Chapter 13:The Story of the Pendant! Mitsukai's Past Revealed!
Kai-chan's POV
Well....isn't this the perfect fine dandy little day. I get my pendant stolen --for no good reason might I add! -- by Monkey Man and his Lackies, and then once I manage to retrieve it, I get captured by the singing freaks. And then they go and take my pendant again. What is with bad guys and their obsession with my pendant?! Sure, it's pretty, the crystal all clear and shiny and has all these vibrant colors floating around in it, not to mention the odd writing lining it, but really? It can't be worth much, that's for sure! Hell, it's just a stupid piece of junk. It only has sentimental value. Maybe a little more. What's so special about it? *sigh* And then after the singing freaks kidnap me and leave me in this huge freaking dark cave with a DRAGON, I get my ass whipped by said dragon. But then in round two I killed the dragon...but still got my ass whipped in the end. By a woman. A woman who forced me to drink the Antidote of Burning, Acidic Doom™. Hey, at least I got a cool sword. And now we --me and Kagome-- are on a 'quest' to get outta here and find her friends. But I ain't leavin' till I get my pendant back. No siree. I'll go through all of those tone-deaf little buggers first, if I have to! I look over at Kagome, who is starting to breathe heavily.
"Should we stop? You don't look so well," I stated. Actually, she looks like she could keel over at any minute.
She shook her head as we walked down one of the long, stone halls that riddled this creepy place. "I'm okay. I just wanna get outta here."
I narrowed my eyes at her. "Riiiighhhhhhhttttttt," I drawled, "If you define 'well' as being about to pass out from sheer exhaustion, then I'd hate to see what you call 'bad'."
Her face flushed slightly as she shot a heated glare at me. "I'm fine. Really."
I just glared right back at her. Okay, so call me overprotective, but I wasn't about to let another girl die on me! So maybe I'm exaggerating the situation here a little bit, but still....
Seeing the firm resolve in my eyes she decided to listen to me. She sat down on the smooth, rock floor, leaning against the wall. She started to rummage through that bag of hers that I dropped by her feet. Man....how can she carry it?! It weighs a ton! I heard her give a soft gasp of delight, and watched as she pulled out assorted...things....What they were, I had no idea. I decided to state my confusion.
"What the hell are those?" I asked, pointing at the....things.
She grinned smugly, for some strange reason. Hmmm...there was definitely something odd going on. I mean, is she a sorceress or something? Her clothes, her speech, even her possessions all scream 'different'. Way different. I'm gonna have to ask her about that. But now's not the time. Right now, she just pulled out what looked to be some sort of cylindrical object, had pointed it at the wall, pulled a trigger, and then whammo! Instant melty-wall goo! How did she MELT a hole into the wall?!
"These are the...weapons...that my mom had mysteriously packed in this bag earlier on. Don't ask me why she did though. As to that, I have no answer."
I stared at her in shock as she happily went through the rest of the stuff. I spied nets, what she called 'instant cement', more of that Acid-in-a-Bottle, 'super glue', and assorted other items that had me begging to try out on the Smurfs.
"Where in the world did you get these things?!" I exclaimed, my hands itching to try out that rubbery bomb that she had described to me. You stick this weird dough-like mixture on the wall, add a cord to it, go to the other end of the cord, ignite the cord, and BOOM!! Instant hole in the wall! She said that it was used a lot in espionage, thievery, and mainly war. Man...if I had some of that stuff a few years ago.....I would be RICH now.
She noticed me eyeing the bomb. Damn. I was planning on sneaking some.
"No Mitsukai. You are NOT going to use ANY of these items. Do I make myself clear?" she chided, packing the stuff back into the bag again.
"Yeah. Yep, crystal clear. I read ya loud and clear. I am NOT to use any of that stuff. I stay away from it. Me no touch. I understand ya, I won't----hey! OO!! What's dat? Gimme!!"
She glared at me again as she jerked the grenades I was eyeing out of my reach. "NO Mitsukai. Bad boy."
I glowered. "I am no child."
"You're acting like one."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"NO, I'm not!" I whined, pouting.
She gave me a look that said quite clearly 'yeah, right, and I'm the emperor's daughter. You just keep telling yourself that buddy.' It seems that all women I've met know that look. It must be taught to them by their mothers. Or maybe it's inherent. Just another one of the mysteries of life, I guess. I looked at another one of the things she was packing. What the?! OO!! Cement silly string! Cool! I want some! I reached out to grab the can, but had my hand slapped away by --you guessed it!-- Kagome!
"Aw, c'mon Kagome! I wanna try it out!" I pleaded.
A sly look came over her face. Uh-oh. This isn't good. Abort the mission! Abort the mission! Forget the damn silly string! My instincts were yelling. Sadly, my instincts' voice was drowned out by the other, much larger voice in my head chanting, 'gimmegimmegimmegimme! I want silly string!'
"Okay Mitsukai, here's the deal. I'll let you have any three items from this bag, IF you tell me about yourself and your past."
I froze. Man, the deal was tempting. But....
I winced at what I remembered. Could I really tell her? Do I really trust her that much already? I took one look at her hopeful face. Mentally, I sighed.
"Okay. Deal. But *I* set the rules."
She looked puzzled at this. "What do you mean?"
"Rule number one: No interrupting. Got it?"
She nodded.
"Rule number two: You may not like what you hear, so I want you to promise me that you won't....look....at me....differently. Okay?"
A suspicious look crossed her face, but she nodded.
"Rule number three: I don't want you to treat me different. No pity? Got it?"
Now she was starting to realize the seriousness of what I would be talking about. She hesitated, and then nodded once more.
"And last but not least: Do not tell *anyone* what I am about to tell you. Not unless it was a life or death situation. Which I doubt would happen in any case."
She nodded for the last time, a determined gleam coming into her eye.
I ran a hand through my golden hair, sighing softly. "Where should I start....?"
"The beginning is a good place," she quipped.
I glared at her for a minute, and then broke into muffled laughter. "Fine with me."
She gazed at me expectantly, shifting on the ground to get more comfortable.
"I'll try and make this a short as possible."
"Just get on with it," she ordered. I grinned ruefully. Oh yeah. This girl was definitely like my sister!
"Well, to start, I was born sixteen years ago in a small province called the 'Angel Haven.'" I saw her glance questioningly at me. "I'll explain the name later. Anyways, my father was a respectable man, he worked as a trader, traveling from our land to others, bringing back rare items for the people that lived in Angel Haven. My mother...they told me that she was beautiful. In fact, they said that I resemble her a lot. She was somewhat like the princess of Angel Haven. Royalty." I smile bitterly. "The people loved her. And then I was born....Let's just say that they --the people-- didn't agree with the union between my father and mother. My parents didn't care though. Two years after they had married, I was born. Another year later, my sister was born. She took after father more than I did. She had raven black hair, and violet eyes that always seemed to be sparkling with an inner joy, and a laugh was always on her lips. She was the best sister anyone could hope for. I took my role as big brother seriously. Whenever she was sad or down about something the townsfolk said, I was always there to brighten her up again.
We lived in peace for quite a while, although we were ridiculed because of what we were. We didn't care. We always treated the people of the province with respect, though only God knows why we did. They never seemed to return it. Everywhere we went, the half-whispered curses and names followed us, and every time we looked we could see about half of those threats and curses could have been carried out. Yet still we strode on, always living up to our royal inheritance, and we never treated anyone without courtesy and respect. Though I know that every time I heard one of those bastards mutter something about my sister I wanted to wring their scrawny necks, though I was but a young boy of five.
And then, out of the blue, mother caught a rare disease and died. Father was in hysterics. He was so distraught that he was driven to insanity, always tinkering down in his lab under the mansion, trying to find a way to bring her back to life. Naturally, I took care of my sister the whole time. But as we grew older, I noticed that the half-veiled threats were starting to grow in intensity. The servants of our mansion --most loyal to us-- noticed too, and tried to convince my father to take us and move to another province, away from the growing danger of rebellion. He refused to go, saying something about not being able to leave his Sakura; that was my mom's name. He hadn't even let the undertakers bury mother, keeping her body locked up in her room where it lay.
Around the time when I turned ten, another tragedy occurred. The mansion was attacked by the rebels, everyone slaughtered." I shuddered in remembrance, avoiding Kagome's gaze. "The only reason me and my sister survived was because one of the servants had hidden us in a secret tunnel that ran from our room to a cave about two miles out of town. We waited there for hours, waiting to be found. Finally, me and Sis made our way back to the mansion. When we got there....it was horrible. I recognized the servant who had saved us, Takota was his name, lying dead near the doorway. We wandered throughout the whole mansion. Nobody had been left alive. I found father, in his workshop, and I remember how mad Sis got when I wouldn't let her see what had become of him. It was horrible.
Once we made our way to the main hallway, I found all the rebels there waiting. For us. We ran, and they chased after. We raced back along the tunnel, but still they gained on us. We exited out of the cave and tried to lose them in the forest. Soon we were stopped by a river, a large one at that. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. I could see the rebels making their way toward us slowly. They knew that we couldn't get away. I remember how Sis looked at me with such a serious expression. She was very mature for a nine year old. And then she took off her favorite pendant, the one that had been given to her when she turned seven. By me. It was originally mine, but it had given me a lotta good luck, so I gave it to her to signify that we would always be with each other. Sappy, I know. Ya can't blame me. I was only eight at the time. She handed it to me and said the very same words I had said to her. Gods...I can't believe she remembered them." I felt the tears start to prick at the corner of my eyes. "'As long as you have this, I'll always be there for you. No matter what, no matter where, no matter how. Always.' She gave it back to me, and all I could do was stare at her in shock. And I remember then, how she smiled.
And then she-she pushed me into the river, distracting the rebels so that *I* could live. Isn't that backwards?! Wasn't *I* supposed to be the one to give up my life for *her*?!" I felt my hands clench, could feel the nails biting into my skin. "Gods, I could only watch them kill her as I was helplessly pulled by the river's current. And then, all I remember is falling, and darkness. I think I went over a waterfall or something.
When I came to, it took me a while to remember what had happened. Once I did...well...my mind kind of blanked out for a while. I nearly died on several occasions. And then one day, I remembered the pendant I was wearing, and I dunno...I just....snapped back into place. I decided that I would become a swordsman, one who could protect, so that it would never happen to me again. I never wanted to feel so helpless. After a few years of training, I managed to track all the rebels down and kill the ones who were without mercy. And so, here I am, having seen all of my friends die, my family die, and I have decided to help you. To protect you. For some reason or another, you remind me of Sis." I shrugged at that. I was always very blunt when it came to speech. I said what I meant, and I meant what I said. "And that is my life story in a nutshell," I finished. Man, does anybody have some water? I'm parched! I still carefully avoided looking at her though. "But don't even *think* about pitying me. What's done is done, I can't change the past. I've gotten over it. I'm happy knowing that I finally got my revenge."
"Mitsukai?" came the hesitant voice.
"Hm?" I still avoided looking at her. I knew that I'd see the pity, no matter what I had asked of her.
"I've....never...had someone like you for an older brother. Miroku and Kouga come close, but they weren't really out to be my brothers." I heard her giggle slightly at this. "But I was wondering, would *you* be my older brother?" I jerked my shocked gaze up to her calm one. "You make a really spiffy older brother, ya know!" she added in.
Spiffy? Well, I wasn't complaining. I have absolutely no idea why she asked that though. "Um....sure, I guess."
"Yay!" she cheered, launching herself forward and glomping me. Man...that hurts. I finally managed to pry her off. Thank God. It was starting to get hard to breathe. I think some ribs cracked too.....
"Er...Kai-chan?" she tentatively asked. My head swiveled around at the nickname. Kai-chan?! I'll let it slide for now though.....
"Yeah, Kagome?"
"If it isn't too much trouble, could you tell me your sister's name? Please?" Gods....what is with the pleading eyes?! It's like my one and only weakness! How did she find it out so fast?! I sighed exasperatedly, but nonetheless told her. "Tenshi. Her name was Tenshi."
Kagome then smiled, not full of pity as I expected, but a real, genuine smile. She then pushed the yellow bag toward me. "Time for me to hold up my end of the deal. It was definitely worth it."
Oh yeah! I crowed in my mind as I rummaged through the various destructive forces. In the end, I choose the 'bomb play-dough', the 'cement silly string', and the 'Acid-in-a-Bottle™'. Boy, was I happy then. Although, I have to admit, Kagome *did* look a little.....frightened.....at my choices.
She looked at my triumphant and giddy expression warily. "Just....don't come near me with those......."
Time to kick some Smurf ass!! My mind cheered.
Suddenly, I noticed that Kagome had seemed to realize something, by the look on her face. "Kai-chan? I have another question...."
I winced. Damn that nickname to hell....
"What....were....your parents? And why was that province called Angel Haven?"
I sighed. Darn her. She's smarter than she looks to actually catch that. "My mother was er.....a fallen angel...or a blessed demon. I'll never know. Cause it would be an oxymoron if she was an Angel-youkai, ya know. Father was a human from Hokkaido. The people who lived in Angel Haven were of the same race as my mother."
"Does that mean that you're a hanyou? And part *angel* too?"
I nodded.
".........cool."
I sweatdropped and facefaulted. She was truly the oddest girl I had ever met.
"Sooo...." she drawled, "Where're your wings?"
"I ain't tellin'."
"You *do* have wings, right?"
"Only sometimes."
"Well....once you get your wings back, can you give me a flying lesson? I've always wanted to fly!!"
"....we'll see."
BIG glomp there.
"Ow."
"Gomen."
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Me: Aw....isn't that cute? Kagome wants you to be her older brother!
Mitsukai: *rubbing bruised ribs* You just love to torture me, don't you?
Me: *nods* Let's check up on Neko-chan, Sesshy-kun, Rin-chan, and Tsuki-kun, shall we?
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Kouga ran quickly through the forest, tracing Kagome's scent back to the 'kitty-sitter's' house. Sniffing the air, he realized that something was amiss. There was an odd scent in the air....
Realization came abruptly in the form of a gigantic white cat demon, slashing ferociously at him.
"Damnit! Why do instincts always have to be right?!" he yelled as he dodged, landing his own attack on the beast's thick hide. You could imagine his shocked look when he realized that the cat creature hadn't even been scratched!
I think a retreat would be best right now....he fled through the trees, unwittingly heading toward the house. He soon spied the sturdy structure, and realized that it might be his only hope, what with the fact that Catzilla behind him had been gaining steadily for the past few seconds.
He sped through the open door, loping down the long halls of this huge mansion-like house, finally noticing a door that was scratched and clawed at, yet still stood, a warm glow emanating softly from the edges.
He pounded frantically on the door, not minding the burning sensation his hands were being dealt.
"Open the goddamn door!" he ordered. Still knocking, he had fallen through the moment it opened, landing heavily on the wooden floor. He heard the door slam, and the yowls and snarls of the cat beast on the other side, with its frantic clawing and scratching. He slowly stood up, and then realized that he might have been better off with the ten-foot high cat behind the door.
"What do you think you were doing, pounding on the door like that?" asked a stoic faced Sesshoumaru. "This Sesshoumaru is not pleased that you almost awoke Rin."
"Aw, come on Sesshy-sama, give the poor guy a break! He almost got chewed up by Tsuki-kun over there!" berated a small, *blue* cat-hanyou.
"I think introductions would be in order..." suggested Kouga, looking around. Noticing the blood all around, and a two-armed Sesshoumaru, he added, "And I'm betting there's a story along with this too."
"So.....where should we start?" asked the cat-hanyou.
"The beginning is always a good place," said Sesshoumaru.
"Odd....I think I've heard those words before...." mused Kouga.
And he thought that things couldn't get worse.
The true terror has only just begun. *snicker giggle*
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Okay! That chapter done! In the next one, Saturn (or her OC form) will make her debut, and we'll finally get around to some action! Yeah! Kill da Smurfs! Don't forget, review please!