Omg I just finished watching the first and second Inu Yasha movie. To
everyone who watched it too. wasn't it so good? I cried soooo much it was
horrible. Awww, when are Sango and Miroku gonna get it on?! It's taking
forever to get at least a warm embrace from the two. Well at least one of
them is willing. That sexy monk! Can you say no? No, you can't. I think all
of us Inu Yasha lover's have already decided what are answer would be if he
asked that dirty little question. Hee hee! Well here's the second part of
Chapter 3, with a lot of Miroku in it. By the way when you see words like
this: 'She was so beautiful I couldn't stop myself from asking my one
question,' that means that Miroku is narrating or thinking to himself.
Enjoy ^_^.
Chapter 3: It's Cursed With Monsters, Eh? (PART 2)
Miroku and Sango were sitting on the floor in the teahouse, Miroku surrounded by a dozen of pretty young girls. They were all leaned over him, a look of fascination and infatuation in their eyes. They were admired him with their hands cupped together, hanging on to every word that came out of his lecherous mouth.
Sango was off to the side, petting Kirara rather harshly. She would give wicked glances to Miroku and his maidens every now and then, revealing her true feelings to towards the monk, who gave her so much trouble.
Miroku, on the other hand, looked like he was having the time of his life.
"Would YOU bear me a child? And would YOU? And YOU? And YOU? YOU over there?"
"Yes!"
"Yes!!"
"Yes, yes, yes, yes!! Hee hee!"
"Well girls we have very pretty surroundings, this would be the perfect place," he said happily, giving all the girls curious looks, which sent them butterflies through their stomachs.
The door slammed abruptly behind Kagome, which gave the people all a start. Miroku turned his head towards the entrance, a look of disappointment on his face. Whatever it was he hoped that it was more important than his current situation with the beautiful women, which was currently being interrupted. He jumped up quickly when he saw Kagome there before him. Another gorgeous maiden was there with him at that wonderful moment. nothing was better than this!
"Kagome! I'm so happy to see you. The lovely girl Sango and I were lost in the woods when they suddenly died, so we decided to find safety here in this teahouse. Are you okay?" he asked intensively, worried that some harm may have come to her in his absence. He held her hand close to his heart. Kagome begin to blush fiercely and Sango was redder than ever, thinking of when he has said that she was "lovely". She guessed that that was sweet, well sort of.
"Hmm, well it's nice to see you too Miroku!" she replied giggling a bit. The girls started to whimper and cry when they saw Miroku showing Kagome affection. It wasn't fair! He belonged to them and that was that! They for sure weren't going to give him up for some ugly, human girl.
Sango got up quietly, not even giving any notice to Miroku. His heart sank. She really did hat him didn't she?
'I can't help it. Whenever I see a woman that attracts me even the slightest I'm inclined to do things that aren't very, uhh. honourable. She can't stand me. I know she doesn't, but what I would do to have her be mine. If I could have all the women in the world, it still wouldn't compare to the amount of satisfaction I would feel, knowing that the demon exterminator shared the same feelings I had for her. Hmm, I wonder. Maybe it's her cold glare she hands me and the hard-to-get mood she's always in. Oh, that turns me on. Wait everything about her gets me off. Maybe, maybe I'm in. in. that thing that people feel when they really like someone. Hold on! I'm Miroku the priest of love! Love. that's the word. When I think of that word, or even when it is just mentioned, for some reason, I think of Sango, the demon exterminator.'
"MIROKU!!!!" (!SMACK!) Sango slapped Miroku hard across the face, leaving a burning red mark on his cheek. "Will you stop making moves on me?! Haven't you got the hint! I'm not interested!"
The monk didn't know what had just happened, but the warm temperature that was taken over by his hand told him the story. He had been feeling Sango up again! She hated that. She hated him.
The girls continued to weep amongst themselves. Their hunk was on another unworthy woman again! One of the ladies stopped her sulking. She wanted Miroku, and her and her girls were going to get him, no matter what. She whispered in her friend's ears. They all chuckled evilly. Miroku belonged to them.
The leader of the women stood with a glad look on her face. The girl closest to her stood up beside her friend and pulled a crystal-shaped dagger from out of her breasts. She pulls down the top of her kimono, exposing her chest. The girl with the dagger slices a deep cut down from her leader's collarbone to her bellybutton. The maiden's laughed along with the master of the teahouse and they moved closer to her, closer to her wound. They seemed to be oddly attracted to it. They started to enter it to the cut becoming one with their ruler.
"Hmm. Miroku? Would you rather have all of us as one? Or those pathetic people you call women there?" She asked cruelly. Miroku blushes and grins widely. He didn't know what to say, never were women offering themselves to him, let alone fighting for him. He liked it, especially because Sango was involved.
"Ummm, hahahaha," he laughed nervously getting sharp looks from Sango. He didn't know what to say, but something in his stomach was telling him to just keep his mouth shut.
"Well, you'll have no choice but to be with us, by the time we're finished with the little girls here." She smirked a wild smirk of excitement. This was going to be fun.
Kirara jumped off Sango's lap and grew large. Something was definitely wrong in this teahouse. There was a definite presence. A powerful one.
"What do you mean, what did we do?" demanded Kagome, wondering why these people wanted to kill them when they didn't even know them! Did she hear wrong or did they want Miroku? That was a first! She couldn't believe it! They were actually planning on granting him his wish. No wonder they didn't show up last night.
The women combined themselves fully now. Their dress burned red like their passion for the monk. She had hair the colour of blood, but their eyes were icy with hatred and resentment. She was definitely a beauty. One that Miroku could probably not resist. Her feet with blessed with the sacred markings of Mother Nature. Roses were cleverly carved from the tips of her toes up to her mid-calf. She had to be a demon. If she could prove herself to the Mother of Nature, than she would surely be a tough opponent.
"GRRRR! RAARRRUU!" Kirara growled at the monoke, knowing that she was going to have to protect Sango shortly.
"Kirara!" Sango cried, wanting anything but her beloved friend to get hurt. The woman danced on the raised floor, never taking her eyes off the large beast that stood before her. Strange waves were emitting from within her skull and connecting with Kirara's. The cat stepped back in fear and confusion. As she continued twirling, Sango noticed that Kirara was shrinking. The faster she danced the faster the transformation became.
Sango reached forward to touch Kirara but the cat snarled back at her to get away. She would do anything to protect Sango, her friend. She eventually shrunk until she became nothing but a speck of matter on the wooden flooring. Sango began to cry. She went for her boomerang and shot it at the maiden. It hit her right in the middle of her body, where the cut was made. The weapon ripped through the youkai's dress. The boomerang stopped in mid flight and was absorbed by the maiden's within the monoke's body. She didn't look affected by the impact. She just stood and fluttered her hair.
Sango watched in horror. The situation showed no signs of hope, and looked even worse when the maiden began to speak.
"Cara, cara, minio des ka. Mashte ruigue do," the women chanted. You could hear the voices of the other ladies echoing in the background. They were speaking some sort of broken Japanese, one that Kagome recalled from her studies in Junior High.
She wasn't the top in her class, mostly because she was off missing school to be running around in the Feudal Era, looking for shards of the Shikon Jewel, but she did remember something about this language the bitch was speaking. It was the language of the stones, meaning those who were worthy to be blessed special powers, because their strength and skill in fighting was as hard as a thick stone. They used this language for many different reasons. One being to summon their powers that were blessed upon them the other to sacrifice themselves to Mother Nature, who was also the mother of the stones, because they were no longer worthy of their unnatural strength and recognition. Kagome knew in an instant that it was the first reason they began to sing and she prepared herself.
The strength of Kikyo was in her and gave her the powers of a Miko (a priestess). These strong spiritual powers were of great importance and help to Kagome, ever since she was taken into the well by a centipede monoke.
She pulled back the bow and released. The familiar blue glow around it appeared which the sign of a priestess's power was. The arrow, wisped past the demon's face leaving a noticeable scratch on her fair cheek.
The women were offended. Their beauty was tainted with the blood from their face. She turned and flew to the grand mirror, down the hallway. It was hideous! She was now imperfect because of the scar that Miko bitch left her. Would Miroku still care for her? Tears slid down the face of the youkai washing away the blood from her wound and sealing it. She was pleased, because she was perfect again.
"C'mon! Miroku you too!" Kagome called. The maidens heard the warning call from Kagome in the distance. They flew with all their speed, back to the entrance of the teahouse. The two women and a little fox, who had just appeared were trying to pull the monk from off the wall. He didn't want to leave.
"Soa suyo reming no kore wa. Kimini augtigouts suioteru dome unte kara. Iie no wai te ta. Oy Miko no samo fet na eit. Sawa goe no hiite noko." The chanting had started up again.
Miroku, Sango (with the little speck in her hands), Shippo and Kagome watched in awe. Her eyes were changing their colour. They went from their normal grey-ish blue colour to a filthy black. Her pupils dilated to a horrifying point. In an instant they were all face down on the floor. Sango went to reach for her weapon, but she couldn't move! Then she remembered what had happened previously to it and groaned.
Shippo began to whail! He was only a small child with limited life experiences, therefore he couldn't die now! Miroku looked up at his admirer in frustration. Was all this for him? He admitted to himself many times before that was drop dead gorgeous, but something told him that he wasn't all she wanted. There had to be something she needed from him. He was hoping it was that part of him that would give to her a child.
"Kolle da. Kolle da. Kolle da. Muysenaka!!!!!!!!!!" She flailed her hands in the air making little motions and signs with her fingers. The floorboards began to shake harshly. Something was moving from beneath. "Yu shui hakon gmeda. E quikone mi ja!"
**Kagome remembered this ritual from her schooling. They demons of this time used it to call upon the fallen gods. These gods were soulless, because they were all killed by a mysterious soul choking disease which went around killing all the emperors in that time period. The gods, who, after they were killed, were searching for a soul of their own, were banished from the afterlife, by the thirteen gatekeepers, because their souls couldn't be accounted for. The lords pleaded with the guards to let them in and even explained to them their story, while it was remained fresh in their memory, but they wouldn't listen and so they sent them away.
The gods had, from that point, no memory of their past life or the reason of their existence. Searching for someone who might be able to tell them something of their past, they each came across the blessed maiden's of nature. These seductive women persuaded the spirits to become their slaves and promised that they would take care of the misguided fathers and promised to restore their memory and find them a soul worthy of their strength and power. The gods's agreed and have, since then, been ruled by the ladies of power.**
The emperor's of old now came into view. Their faces were pale and depressed. Unthinkably large bags of black and blue, were under their eyes and the stench of death had well taken over their bodies. They wore gold and silver robes that fell above their knees, which were covered with scrapes and blood. Their heads were crowned with the hat of a god and were covered with jewels and precious stones.
They all stumbled drunkenly towards the people graveling before them. Lunch was served. Finally after almost 3 hundred years they were going to go to the afterlife. They were going to become who they were meant to be and see the people who were once important to them.
"Spirits of my lords! Feast on the spirits and souls of a demon exterminator, fox and Miko! Touch the monk and I will cast you from the teahouse for you to live a lonely and sad afterlife." She reached her hands behind her head and then threw them towards Kagome and her friends. A disgusting smelling liquid was thrown on them and it stung them as it hit their living flesh. "Katana are wa diye kotoba. Ja weno ji na enu! Kono ki no!!!!!!!!!!" She screamed loudly and the spirits seemed like they were responding
Sango, who had been previously trying desperately to free herself from the invisible shield, froze instantly. She could feel a sharp pain coming from her back, close to her neck. It felt exactly like the time her little brother, Kohaku, who at the time was controlled by the evil demon Naraku, had tried to kill her and threw his weapon right into her back . The pain was too familiar and it pained her to be reminded of her younger sibling in such a gruesome manner. Something was coming from out of her. From looking at her other friends she could see that it was her soul being sucked out from her. She fell unconscious and then died, because it had been sucked out too far to remain being used by her.
"SANGO!!!!" Miroku cried, seeing that his companion's life had come to an end. It was his fault and he knew that he would never forgive himself. The demon noticed the pain and sorrow in her lover's eyes and that made her concentrate harder on her spiritual chant.
Kagome was the last of her friends to be alive, apart from Miroku, Inu Yasha and all of her friends from her time and those who weren't in this situation. As the blessed one continued her chanting and motioning she noticed a jewel fragment in the middle of her past wound, which her friends had gleefully made for her. They all shared the shard and that was what had given them the ability to morph as one.
Her mind was quickly taken off those things, when she could feel her life slipping away like the soap she used, which would always slide from her hand. The end was coming, faster than she had ever expected it to, being kind of a Miko and all. She had secretly hoped to die alongside Inu Yasha, years from now, perhaps when they had started a family or what not. But she knew that her dreams would never come true, it was too late and she would never see dog-boy again. As the remainder of her soul was being taken from her, she whispered the words she dared not speak in the past.
"I love you, Inu Yasha."
Kagome looked forward, forcing herself to closely examine the surroundings in which she died in. Something white and shiny was coming though the floorboards. She presumed that it was some sort of beast that the monoke had summoned earlier, which had shook the floor. She wondered how long Inu Yasha would wait outside for her. How long would it take him to finally loose hope and give up on her? She didn't think long. But then again, she did have the jewel shards so he would probably wait forever for those. That was the only thing that mattered to him. He didn't care or have any feelings towards Kagome. None.
"Sankontesso!" The claws of Inu Yasha sliced through the floor in front of Kagome. The white fuzziness must have been his dog ears! (How cute.) But it was too late Kagome had already fallen into the eternal sleep. No one could wake her now.
Inu Yasha growled angrily as he stared at the picture before him .Was Kagome asleep? No wonder she was taking so long! That brat was taking a nap. He smacked himself in frustration. Our search for the Shikon shards has been put off long enough, he thought to himself. Just then he noticed Miroku lying close to Kagome, looking oddly.
A sudden, disgusting thought came to his mind when he saw Kagome's look of exhaustion and Miroku's. well, his look. He looked back and forth from Kagome to Mirkou.
"Inu Yasha! What great timing!" Miroku said sarcastically, wondering to himself what took the half-breed so long.
Inu Yasha was still hanging on his thoughts. He then looked from Kagome to Miroku to Sango! This guy was nothing but a Letcher! Then he saw Shippo lying on the floor as well. He stared at Kagome then Miroku then Sango then Shippo then back at Miroku, a look of disgust smeared across his face.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO THEM!!!!! MIROKU IF YOU PUT AS MUCH AS A TOE ON EITHER ONE OF THESE PEOPLE, ESPECIALLY KAGOME, I WILL RIP YOU LIMB FROM LIMB!!" he shouted.
"My relic lords! Feast on yet something else, a half demon lord worthy of your praise and recognition," uttered the youkai. Hmm. This was getting interesting. Perhaps she would cast away the non-living creatures and have a little duel with the sexy monk's acquaintance, proving that she was more than worthy for his love and affection. Besides he would serve best for her as a lord of the teahouse. Then she and her maiden's would again be accepted as a full blessed one and the ruler ship of the land of souls would be hers again. The spirits again obeyed her direction and attended to Inu Yasha's soul. 'Kuia obabeetsi wata! Mashite no do no ceme yuma ji na." They floated away from Inu Yasha and disappeared to wherever it was they came. "Hey hanyou? Is that your friend down there?"
"Heh. Depends, on what he's been doing here! And who the hell are you?" he retorted. He didn't have to answer to her or anybody.
"I don't like that you're in my home. This ground is sacred! I am the Teishu (teishu= tea master or host of a tea ceremony) of this house, show your respect!" she ordered. There was no sign of humor in her eyes. She was serious.
"Feh. Hey Kagome! Wake up!" he kicked at Kagome's dead body, not realizing that she wasn't ever going to respond to him again. "You lazy bitch. WAKE UP!" Miroku gave him a look of anger. How dare he say something like that?! Kagome was dead! They were all dead! If only he knew. than he wouldn't talk like that. "What have you done with my friends?"
"She's used a sp-" Miroku started to explain to Inu Yasha.
"Shutup! I don't want to hear a word from you priest," Inu Yasha commanded. Miroku sighed and stared at Sango. Her face was already turning a shade of purple. He thought that there would be some sort of way to bring them back. But they were gone for good.
"I told you to show your respect for me, AND YOU WILL!" She swung her hand in a forceful motion. Inu Yasha was flung to the ground with the others, his face pressed against the solid floor. "Squaen eta honio va ye no. Lohoshituyo noa go, noa go. Don't touch the floor with your face, you'll get it dirty!!" She whipped her hand forward and sideways, which flung Inu Yasha up into the right wall.
The teahouse started to shake roughly, but not from the impact Inu Yasha gave when he hit. "Hm. It seems the spirits are angry with me. Angry with their master, the one who gave them everything they've desired. Wait here for me you piece of dirt. Try moving and I'll kill you." She glanced quickly at Miroku, who spat at her. "Don't worry I've lost interest in you human, but I'll still do what I want with you later. Un sagathy wa. No no koni. Ji mashite gettu qui o. Genha tonske kiffy."
With another fast movement of her hand she pushed Inu Yasha up against the ceiling. She walked from off her platform down the gold-stained wooden stairs and past the humans. She floated over the hole that Inu Yasha had made earlier and stepped on Kagome as she walked under Inu Yasha.
"I'll get you from that wench! I can't wait till I step all over your face."
"Ha. I don't care for the dead. Why should you or she care if I stepped on her or not. It's not like she feels the pain." She smiled wickedly, knowing that she had caused emotional harm to the half-demon who hated her so much.
She pulled thirteen jewels from out of her wound and threw them up towards the hanyou. They stopped a few inches away from him.
"Don't move you dog, or else." She walked provocatively towards the door of her teahouse and walked out, where her subjects were waiting.
"Dead? KAGOME!!!!! Wake up Kagome please! Why didn't you tell me earlier you jerk?!" he snapped at the monk, who was as badly hurt as he was.
"I tried to before Inu Yasha. But I do not wish to argue with you. I want to try and think of a plan to get out of here, with our friends. Perhaps Kaede will know how to help them. perhaps." He sighed sadly.
"Well where were you guys all yesterday? We looked all over for you!"
"You went and searched for us in that horrendous storm?"
"What are you talking about? There wasn't a storm last night, quit making excuses!" he demanded.
"Sango knew it and I didn't listen!" Miroku cried.
"What are you blabbering about?"
"Last night Sango and I were headed back to camp and suddenly a very strong storm was upon us. We knew that we were quite a ways away from the village, but we decided to proceed towards the path which lead to the village anyways. As we headed in that direction, a very strong wind, as strong as my Kazanna started pulling us toward this teahouse. I told Sango that we should just stay there the night, but she said that there was something weird about that place, because Kirara was acting up. I insisted that we stay here and so we did. The maiden's seemed very hospitable and repeatedly offered themselves to us, in many different ways. But anyways! That woman took the souls from the others and here we are."
"Why didn't your soul get taken away?" asked Inu Yasha suspiciously, raising his eyebrow.
"Well uhh. let's just say that the beautiful teishu's took a liking to me." Miroku dared not look at Inu Yasha's face.
"So Kagome's dead now, isn't she?" he asked quietly.
"I'm not sure, but we'll soon find out," said Miroku, who looked over to Sango. He never thought that this would ever happen, but he actually felt guilty for all the times he had touched her sexually. She didn't feel the same and he shouldn't have tried to pressure her to feel the same way he did.
"MOIMITZUUUUUU!!!!!" The two men could hear the monoke's attack. Something was happening. Kagome's eyes sprung open, Inu Yasha fell from the ceiling, Shippo, Sango, Miroku and Kirara went back to normal and all stood up. Kagome looked at Inu Yasha.
"Kagome!"
~Hey now it's getting good, ah?? You know you're hooked! Jks, jks. Shouts to Chereese + Jon, this time I promise I'll continue the story tomorrow. Omg, tomorrow is INU YASHA!!! I just remembered ^_^ I'm happy xoxoxoxox~
Chapter 3: It's Cursed With Monsters, Eh? (PART 2)
Miroku and Sango were sitting on the floor in the teahouse, Miroku surrounded by a dozen of pretty young girls. They were all leaned over him, a look of fascination and infatuation in their eyes. They were admired him with their hands cupped together, hanging on to every word that came out of his lecherous mouth.
Sango was off to the side, petting Kirara rather harshly. She would give wicked glances to Miroku and his maidens every now and then, revealing her true feelings to towards the monk, who gave her so much trouble.
Miroku, on the other hand, looked like he was having the time of his life.
"Would YOU bear me a child? And would YOU? And YOU? And YOU? YOU over there?"
"Yes!"
"Yes!!"
"Yes, yes, yes, yes!! Hee hee!"
"Well girls we have very pretty surroundings, this would be the perfect place," he said happily, giving all the girls curious looks, which sent them butterflies through their stomachs.
The door slammed abruptly behind Kagome, which gave the people all a start. Miroku turned his head towards the entrance, a look of disappointment on his face. Whatever it was he hoped that it was more important than his current situation with the beautiful women, which was currently being interrupted. He jumped up quickly when he saw Kagome there before him. Another gorgeous maiden was there with him at that wonderful moment. nothing was better than this!
"Kagome! I'm so happy to see you. The lovely girl Sango and I were lost in the woods when they suddenly died, so we decided to find safety here in this teahouse. Are you okay?" he asked intensively, worried that some harm may have come to her in his absence. He held her hand close to his heart. Kagome begin to blush fiercely and Sango was redder than ever, thinking of when he has said that she was "lovely". She guessed that that was sweet, well sort of.
"Hmm, well it's nice to see you too Miroku!" she replied giggling a bit. The girls started to whimper and cry when they saw Miroku showing Kagome affection. It wasn't fair! He belonged to them and that was that! They for sure weren't going to give him up for some ugly, human girl.
Sango got up quietly, not even giving any notice to Miroku. His heart sank. She really did hat him didn't she?
'I can't help it. Whenever I see a woman that attracts me even the slightest I'm inclined to do things that aren't very, uhh. honourable. She can't stand me. I know she doesn't, but what I would do to have her be mine. If I could have all the women in the world, it still wouldn't compare to the amount of satisfaction I would feel, knowing that the demon exterminator shared the same feelings I had for her. Hmm, I wonder. Maybe it's her cold glare she hands me and the hard-to-get mood she's always in. Oh, that turns me on. Wait everything about her gets me off. Maybe, maybe I'm in. in. that thing that people feel when they really like someone. Hold on! I'm Miroku the priest of love! Love. that's the word. When I think of that word, or even when it is just mentioned, for some reason, I think of Sango, the demon exterminator.'
"MIROKU!!!!" (!SMACK!) Sango slapped Miroku hard across the face, leaving a burning red mark on his cheek. "Will you stop making moves on me?! Haven't you got the hint! I'm not interested!"
The monk didn't know what had just happened, but the warm temperature that was taken over by his hand told him the story. He had been feeling Sango up again! She hated that. She hated him.
The girls continued to weep amongst themselves. Their hunk was on another unworthy woman again! One of the ladies stopped her sulking. She wanted Miroku, and her and her girls were going to get him, no matter what. She whispered in her friend's ears. They all chuckled evilly. Miroku belonged to them.
The leader of the women stood with a glad look on her face. The girl closest to her stood up beside her friend and pulled a crystal-shaped dagger from out of her breasts. She pulls down the top of her kimono, exposing her chest. The girl with the dagger slices a deep cut down from her leader's collarbone to her bellybutton. The maiden's laughed along with the master of the teahouse and they moved closer to her, closer to her wound. They seemed to be oddly attracted to it. They started to enter it to the cut becoming one with their ruler.
"Hmm. Miroku? Would you rather have all of us as one? Or those pathetic people you call women there?" She asked cruelly. Miroku blushes and grins widely. He didn't know what to say, never were women offering themselves to him, let alone fighting for him. He liked it, especially because Sango was involved.
"Ummm, hahahaha," he laughed nervously getting sharp looks from Sango. He didn't know what to say, but something in his stomach was telling him to just keep his mouth shut.
"Well, you'll have no choice but to be with us, by the time we're finished with the little girls here." She smirked a wild smirk of excitement. This was going to be fun.
Kirara jumped off Sango's lap and grew large. Something was definitely wrong in this teahouse. There was a definite presence. A powerful one.
"What do you mean, what did we do?" demanded Kagome, wondering why these people wanted to kill them when they didn't even know them! Did she hear wrong or did they want Miroku? That was a first! She couldn't believe it! They were actually planning on granting him his wish. No wonder they didn't show up last night.
The women combined themselves fully now. Their dress burned red like their passion for the monk. She had hair the colour of blood, but their eyes were icy with hatred and resentment. She was definitely a beauty. One that Miroku could probably not resist. Her feet with blessed with the sacred markings of Mother Nature. Roses were cleverly carved from the tips of her toes up to her mid-calf. She had to be a demon. If she could prove herself to the Mother of Nature, than she would surely be a tough opponent.
"GRRRR! RAARRRUU!" Kirara growled at the monoke, knowing that she was going to have to protect Sango shortly.
"Kirara!" Sango cried, wanting anything but her beloved friend to get hurt. The woman danced on the raised floor, never taking her eyes off the large beast that stood before her. Strange waves were emitting from within her skull and connecting with Kirara's. The cat stepped back in fear and confusion. As she continued twirling, Sango noticed that Kirara was shrinking. The faster she danced the faster the transformation became.
Sango reached forward to touch Kirara but the cat snarled back at her to get away. She would do anything to protect Sango, her friend. She eventually shrunk until she became nothing but a speck of matter on the wooden flooring. Sango began to cry. She went for her boomerang and shot it at the maiden. It hit her right in the middle of her body, where the cut was made. The weapon ripped through the youkai's dress. The boomerang stopped in mid flight and was absorbed by the maiden's within the monoke's body. She didn't look affected by the impact. She just stood and fluttered her hair.
Sango watched in horror. The situation showed no signs of hope, and looked even worse when the maiden began to speak.
"Cara, cara, minio des ka. Mashte ruigue do," the women chanted. You could hear the voices of the other ladies echoing in the background. They were speaking some sort of broken Japanese, one that Kagome recalled from her studies in Junior High.
She wasn't the top in her class, mostly because she was off missing school to be running around in the Feudal Era, looking for shards of the Shikon Jewel, but she did remember something about this language the bitch was speaking. It was the language of the stones, meaning those who were worthy to be blessed special powers, because their strength and skill in fighting was as hard as a thick stone. They used this language for many different reasons. One being to summon their powers that were blessed upon them the other to sacrifice themselves to Mother Nature, who was also the mother of the stones, because they were no longer worthy of their unnatural strength and recognition. Kagome knew in an instant that it was the first reason they began to sing and she prepared herself.
The strength of Kikyo was in her and gave her the powers of a Miko (a priestess). These strong spiritual powers were of great importance and help to Kagome, ever since she was taken into the well by a centipede monoke.
She pulled back the bow and released. The familiar blue glow around it appeared which the sign of a priestess's power was. The arrow, wisped past the demon's face leaving a noticeable scratch on her fair cheek.
The women were offended. Their beauty was tainted with the blood from their face. She turned and flew to the grand mirror, down the hallway. It was hideous! She was now imperfect because of the scar that Miko bitch left her. Would Miroku still care for her? Tears slid down the face of the youkai washing away the blood from her wound and sealing it. She was pleased, because she was perfect again.
"C'mon! Miroku you too!" Kagome called. The maidens heard the warning call from Kagome in the distance. They flew with all their speed, back to the entrance of the teahouse. The two women and a little fox, who had just appeared were trying to pull the monk from off the wall. He didn't want to leave.
"Soa suyo reming no kore wa. Kimini augtigouts suioteru dome unte kara. Iie no wai te ta. Oy Miko no samo fet na eit. Sawa goe no hiite noko." The chanting had started up again.
Miroku, Sango (with the little speck in her hands), Shippo and Kagome watched in awe. Her eyes were changing their colour. They went from their normal grey-ish blue colour to a filthy black. Her pupils dilated to a horrifying point. In an instant they were all face down on the floor. Sango went to reach for her weapon, but she couldn't move! Then she remembered what had happened previously to it and groaned.
Shippo began to whail! He was only a small child with limited life experiences, therefore he couldn't die now! Miroku looked up at his admirer in frustration. Was all this for him? He admitted to himself many times before that was drop dead gorgeous, but something told him that he wasn't all she wanted. There had to be something she needed from him. He was hoping it was that part of him that would give to her a child.
"Kolle da. Kolle da. Kolle da. Muysenaka!!!!!!!!!!" She flailed her hands in the air making little motions and signs with her fingers. The floorboards began to shake harshly. Something was moving from beneath. "Yu shui hakon gmeda. E quikone mi ja!"
**Kagome remembered this ritual from her schooling. They demons of this time used it to call upon the fallen gods. These gods were soulless, because they were all killed by a mysterious soul choking disease which went around killing all the emperors in that time period. The gods, who, after they were killed, were searching for a soul of their own, were banished from the afterlife, by the thirteen gatekeepers, because their souls couldn't be accounted for. The lords pleaded with the guards to let them in and even explained to them their story, while it was remained fresh in their memory, but they wouldn't listen and so they sent them away.
The gods had, from that point, no memory of their past life or the reason of their existence. Searching for someone who might be able to tell them something of their past, they each came across the blessed maiden's of nature. These seductive women persuaded the spirits to become their slaves and promised that they would take care of the misguided fathers and promised to restore their memory and find them a soul worthy of their strength and power. The gods's agreed and have, since then, been ruled by the ladies of power.**
The emperor's of old now came into view. Their faces were pale and depressed. Unthinkably large bags of black and blue, were under their eyes and the stench of death had well taken over their bodies. They wore gold and silver robes that fell above their knees, which were covered with scrapes and blood. Their heads were crowned with the hat of a god and were covered with jewels and precious stones.
They all stumbled drunkenly towards the people graveling before them. Lunch was served. Finally after almost 3 hundred years they were going to go to the afterlife. They were going to become who they were meant to be and see the people who were once important to them.
"Spirits of my lords! Feast on the spirits and souls of a demon exterminator, fox and Miko! Touch the monk and I will cast you from the teahouse for you to live a lonely and sad afterlife." She reached her hands behind her head and then threw them towards Kagome and her friends. A disgusting smelling liquid was thrown on them and it stung them as it hit their living flesh. "Katana are wa diye kotoba. Ja weno ji na enu! Kono ki no!!!!!!!!!!" She screamed loudly and the spirits seemed like they were responding
Sango, who had been previously trying desperately to free herself from the invisible shield, froze instantly. She could feel a sharp pain coming from her back, close to her neck. It felt exactly like the time her little brother, Kohaku, who at the time was controlled by the evil demon Naraku, had tried to kill her and threw his weapon right into her back . The pain was too familiar and it pained her to be reminded of her younger sibling in such a gruesome manner. Something was coming from out of her. From looking at her other friends she could see that it was her soul being sucked out from her. She fell unconscious and then died, because it had been sucked out too far to remain being used by her.
"SANGO!!!!" Miroku cried, seeing that his companion's life had come to an end. It was his fault and he knew that he would never forgive himself. The demon noticed the pain and sorrow in her lover's eyes and that made her concentrate harder on her spiritual chant.
Kagome was the last of her friends to be alive, apart from Miroku, Inu Yasha and all of her friends from her time and those who weren't in this situation. As the blessed one continued her chanting and motioning she noticed a jewel fragment in the middle of her past wound, which her friends had gleefully made for her. They all shared the shard and that was what had given them the ability to morph as one.
Her mind was quickly taken off those things, when she could feel her life slipping away like the soap she used, which would always slide from her hand. The end was coming, faster than she had ever expected it to, being kind of a Miko and all. She had secretly hoped to die alongside Inu Yasha, years from now, perhaps when they had started a family or what not. But she knew that her dreams would never come true, it was too late and she would never see dog-boy again. As the remainder of her soul was being taken from her, she whispered the words she dared not speak in the past.
"I love you, Inu Yasha."
Kagome looked forward, forcing herself to closely examine the surroundings in which she died in. Something white and shiny was coming though the floorboards. She presumed that it was some sort of beast that the monoke had summoned earlier, which had shook the floor. She wondered how long Inu Yasha would wait outside for her. How long would it take him to finally loose hope and give up on her? She didn't think long. But then again, she did have the jewel shards so he would probably wait forever for those. That was the only thing that mattered to him. He didn't care or have any feelings towards Kagome. None.
"Sankontesso!" The claws of Inu Yasha sliced through the floor in front of Kagome. The white fuzziness must have been his dog ears! (How cute.) But it was too late Kagome had already fallen into the eternal sleep. No one could wake her now.
Inu Yasha growled angrily as he stared at the picture before him .Was Kagome asleep? No wonder she was taking so long! That brat was taking a nap. He smacked himself in frustration. Our search for the Shikon shards has been put off long enough, he thought to himself. Just then he noticed Miroku lying close to Kagome, looking oddly.
A sudden, disgusting thought came to his mind when he saw Kagome's look of exhaustion and Miroku's. well, his look. He looked back and forth from Kagome to Mirkou.
"Inu Yasha! What great timing!" Miroku said sarcastically, wondering to himself what took the half-breed so long.
Inu Yasha was still hanging on his thoughts. He then looked from Kagome to Miroku to Sango! This guy was nothing but a Letcher! Then he saw Shippo lying on the floor as well. He stared at Kagome then Miroku then Sango then Shippo then back at Miroku, a look of disgust smeared across his face.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO THEM!!!!! MIROKU IF YOU PUT AS MUCH AS A TOE ON EITHER ONE OF THESE PEOPLE, ESPECIALLY KAGOME, I WILL RIP YOU LIMB FROM LIMB!!" he shouted.
"My relic lords! Feast on yet something else, a half demon lord worthy of your praise and recognition," uttered the youkai. Hmm. This was getting interesting. Perhaps she would cast away the non-living creatures and have a little duel with the sexy monk's acquaintance, proving that she was more than worthy for his love and affection. Besides he would serve best for her as a lord of the teahouse. Then she and her maiden's would again be accepted as a full blessed one and the ruler ship of the land of souls would be hers again. The spirits again obeyed her direction and attended to Inu Yasha's soul. 'Kuia obabeetsi wata! Mashite no do no ceme yuma ji na." They floated away from Inu Yasha and disappeared to wherever it was they came. "Hey hanyou? Is that your friend down there?"
"Heh. Depends, on what he's been doing here! And who the hell are you?" he retorted. He didn't have to answer to her or anybody.
"I don't like that you're in my home. This ground is sacred! I am the Teishu (teishu= tea master or host of a tea ceremony) of this house, show your respect!" she ordered. There was no sign of humor in her eyes. She was serious.
"Feh. Hey Kagome! Wake up!" he kicked at Kagome's dead body, not realizing that she wasn't ever going to respond to him again. "You lazy bitch. WAKE UP!" Miroku gave him a look of anger. How dare he say something like that?! Kagome was dead! They were all dead! If only he knew. than he wouldn't talk like that. "What have you done with my friends?"
"She's used a sp-" Miroku started to explain to Inu Yasha.
"Shutup! I don't want to hear a word from you priest," Inu Yasha commanded. Miroku sighed and stared at Sango. Her face was already turning a shade of purple. He thought that there would be some sort of way to bring them back. But they were gone for good.
"I told you to show your respect for me, AND YOU WILL!" She swung her hand in a forceful motion. Inu Yasha was flung to the ground with the others, his face pressed against the solid floor. "Squaen eta honio va ye no. Lohoshituyo noa go, noa go. Don't touch the floor with your face, you'll get it dirty!!" She whipped her hand forward and sideways, which flung Inu Yasha up into the right wall.
The teahouse started to shake roughly, but not from the impact Inu Yasha gave when he hit. "Hm. It seems the spirits are angry with me. Angry with their master, the one who gave them everything they've desired. Wait here for me you piece of dirt. Try moving and I'll kill you." She glanced quickly at Miroku, who spat at her. "Don't worry I've lost interest in you human, but I'll still do what I want with you later. Un sagathy wa. No no koni. Ji mashite gettu qui o. Genha tonske kiffy."
With another fast movement of her hand she pushed Inu Yasha up against the ceiling. She walked from off her platform down the gold-stained wooden stairs and past the humans. She floated over the hole that Inu Yasha had made earlier and stepped on Kagome as she walked under Inu Yasha.
"I'll get you from that wench! I can't wait till I step all over your face."
"Ha. I don't care for the dead. Why should you or she care if I stepped on her or not. It's not like she feels the pain." She smiled wickedly, knowing that she had caused emotional harm to the half-demon who hated her so much.
She pulled thirteen jewels from out of her wound and threw them up towards the hanyou. They stopped a few inches away from him.
"Don't move you dog, or else." She walked provocatively towards the door of her teahouse and walked out, where her subjects were waiting.
"Dead? KAGOME!!!!! Wake up Kagome please! Why didn't you tell me earlier you jerk?!" he snapped at the monk, who was as badly hurt as he was.
"I tried to before Inu Yasha. But I do not wish to argue with you. I want to try and think of a plan to get out of here, with our friends. Perhaps Kaede will know how to help them. perhaps." He sighed sadly.
"Well where were you guys all yesterday? We looked all over for you!"
"You went and searched for us in that horrendous storm?"
"What are you talking about? There wasn't a storm last night, quit making excuses!" he demanded.
"Sango knew it and I didn't listen!" Miroku cried.
"What are you blabbering about?"
"Last night Sango and I were headed back to camp and suddenly a very strong storm was upon us. We knew that we were quite a ways away from the village, but we decided to proceed towards the path which lead to the village anyways. As we headed in that direction, a very strong wind, as strong as my Kazanna started pulling us toward this teahouse. I told Sango that we should just stay there the night, but she said that there was something weird about that place, because Kirara was acting up. I insisted that we stay here and so we did. The maiden's seemed very hospitable and repeatedly offered themselves to us, in many different ways. But anyways! That woman took the souls from the others and here we are."
"Why didn't your soul get taken away?" asked Inu Yasha suspiciously, raising his eyebrow.
"Well uhh. let's just say that the beautiful teishu's took a liking to me." Miroku dared not look at Inu Yasha's face.
"So Kagome's dead now, isn't she?" he asked quietly.
"I'm not sure, but we'll soon find out," said Miroku, who looked over to Sango. He never thought that this would ever happen, but he actually felt guilty for all the times he had touched her sexually. She didn't feel the same and he shouldn't have tried to pressure her to feel the same way he did.
"MOIMITZUUUUUU!!!!!" The two men could hear the monoke's attack. Something was happening. Kagome's eyes sprung open, Inu Yasha fell from the ceiling, Shippo, Sango, Miroku and Kirara went back to normal and all stood up. Kagome looked at Inu Yasha.
"Kagome!"
~Hey now it's getting good, ah?? You know you're hooked! Jks, jks. Shouts to Chereese + Jon, this time I promise I'll continue the story tomorrow. Omg, tomorrow is INU YASHA!!! I just remembered ^_^ I'm happy xoxoxoxox~