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Greetings. Seeing as I can't think on my originals… I'm concentrating on my fanfics. Mainly this one cause I like it best. ^^
Well, Thanks again to Kitai Matsuru… I think I should just have that automatic now… Not bothering to check my e-mail before I type, just writing it down. -.-
Yay! I had some plans for this story from the beginning… I lost them. They sucked. Really badly. So now I have *new* plans, and they're better. And more complicated. I just like the characters soooooo much I use as many of them as I possibly can… ^_^
Erm… well, yes, I think that is all… if it's not I'm sure to add it at the bottom, but if there's more after this, it means I forgot something.
I forgot something. Help welcome. Ideas welcome. Even flames are welcome, for cripes sake, just as long as they're nice!!!
Wait… ^^;;;;;
Glass House
"…We think before we let the judgement calls unravel."
The sun was slowly setting behind the castle where Miroku was held. Reds, yellows, oranges, and pinks made up the light that was everything but evil. Unlike the castle they illuminated. Unlike the young man whose shadow danced among the grasses that made up the hills around the castle. Very much unlike the mannerism all the people within the area bore. But the sun didn't know that, and neither did the sky.
In fact, only three people actually did know of the presence of all the others. One in the castle, waiting for his bait to be taken, and the one who was watching the castle, waiting for her lord and master to come for her. The third was her lord and master, who was waiting for his dreams to come true, after all these years…
But the sun didn't know this. The sun was quite content to set as was its pattern and order throughout all eternity.
The wind shifted slightly. The man on the hill cocked his head slightly in the direction the wind seemed to deem its source. He could smell tears on the wind.
The change of the wind enabled a figure behind the man on the blind side of the hill to escape without being sensed by the powerful demon above him.
A few flower petals blew wildly in the wind, casting flitting shadows on the ground. The man watched them with a cold eye. When the wind stopped they fell to the ground, becoming parts of their own shadows. The youkai smiled, slightly…
Footfalls on the dry grass before him drew him from his temporary state of calm, and the reverie was broken. He looked up to see another young man before him. A white-haired boy with two ears on his head like a inu.
Inuyasha…
The gentle padding of feet on either side of the dog-demon turned his eyes from narrowed darts of hatred to open circles laced with some foreign emotion. Like joy, like reunion, like happiness…
…like love.
The two black-haired girls came into view, and the young man of the hill smiled slightly. There was one dressed in a yukata with a small cat walking at her feet, the taji-ya Sango, and then another. She was dressed in a green and white fuku that showed her beautiful form.
Kagome.
The demon felt something like relief pass through his heart. Relief she was still alive. Relief that she was not harmed. Relief that she was, apparently, still… single.
Kagome!
She looked surprised to see him. So did the taji-ya. The cat didn't; she must have sniffed me out, the man thought. The hanyou didn't look surprised, but that was to be expected.
He wasn't surprised either.
"Inuyasha," the man said, almost politely.
The women looked at Inuyasha with shocked looks on their faces. Inuyasha just stared straight ahead at the man, no surprise on his face.
"You're here," he said, as if to relay his doubt.
"Of course I am," the youkai answered. "I'm here just as you told me."
At this Kagome gasped, Sango looked at Inuyasha with wide eyes, and Kilala even looked a bit unbelieving. They all looked as if they expected him to fall back and laugh at them, as if he were to say that this was all a big joke, got ya!- or something of the nature.
But this was no joke.
The wind ruffled their hair, blowing those troublesome rose petals away again, making them fly about him. Like this was some romance or something.
Really, it was quite the opposite.
"Demo…" Kagome gasped, her eyes darting from Inuyasha to the youkai and back again. The demon shifted slightly, looking slightly nervous. Kagome wondered why, then she turned around and saw Sango staring at the otoko rather fixedly, her eyes showing no signs of blinking or moving.
"Sango," Kagome hissed, elbowing the girl in the ribs.
"Oh. Ah. What?" Sango asked, not turning her gaze from the boy.
"Stop staring at him like that!" Kagome whispered harshly.
"Gomen." Sango blushed and turned her attention away from the youkai. He looked quite relieved.
"Now, what are you talking about? You planned this?" Kagome directed her attention towards the two boys.
"Yes, we did," Inuyasha spat. "Because who knows how hard this may be and we both want to kill Naraku anyway, right?"
"Um… you do?" Sango asked, looking quite confused. Inuyasha ignored her and continued with his explanation.
"So I sent Kilala with a message to tell him to help us."
"You used Kilala like a messenger?" Sango gasped.
"Gomen," Inuyasha threw halfheartedly her way.
"Um…" Kagome started, looking at the boy across from her. He was eyeing her up. "Something on your mind?" she asked.
"… Are you still available?" the boy questioned.
"Nani?! Come of it!" Kagome exploded.
"…Gomen," the boy replied sheepishly.
"Baka otoko no ko," Inuyasha muttered under his breath.
"And you just… came," Sango directed the question at the boy, desperate to return the conversation to the important job of answering her questions.
"I came," the youkai said mightily, "Because this baka thinks he can take me on!"
"Inuyasha!" Kagome gasped.
"I just said I'd fight him Kagome, it's okay," Inuyasha brushed her off.
"Let's get down to business then," Sango said carefully.
"Good idea," Inuyasha agreed.
"Yes, let's," Kagome smiled.
"…"
"Well?"
"You promise to fight me?" the boy asked Inuyasha.
"Yes, I do already!"
"Good."
"Come on then, Koga," Inuyasha ordered.
"Watch it, mutt-boy," Koga growled. "Wolves eat little puppies like you."
"Concentrate on eating baboons!" Kagome yelled, frustrated. Everyone was very quiet the rest of the walk to the castle. Partially because they were nervous… mainly because they were slightly afraid of Kagome's game plans.
They reached the castle with little difficulty. No demons, no nothing.
"Naraku must have a lot of fire power in there," Sango noted.
"Or maybe he's not even there," Inuyasha grumbled.
"He's there," Kagome whispered. "I can sense his jewel fragments…"
From that point on, they didn't doubt their mission.
"Miroku," Sango whispered from behind them. "I hope you're okay…"
And from somewhere within the depths of the castle he lay, so far from her "okay" it was rather hilarious.
Naraku laughed uproariously.
"Come, little ones," he taunted from within the safety of his castle. "Come and try to find me…"
To Be Continued…
Really. I promise.
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