by Rhapsody Moonschild and Tat Claire Kokoro
|~*Inu-yasha belongs to someone who's not us. Love Hina is also not ours.*~|
CHAPTER FOURTEEN (by Tat)
"What's the matter with Keitaro!?"
Everyone had worried expressions except for Sesshomaru, who really didn't care, and
Inuyasha, who still held a grudge against Keitaro (he didn't like being replaced).
Miroku grunted. "H… his… construction paper ears blew away!"
Gasp!
"And we're out of glue and construction paper!"
Gasp!
Inuyasha snorted. "Please… you bakas* think that the ronin* is on the verge of death."
((*Baka means fool in Japanese. Ronin is a student who failed the college entrance
exams.))
Right then Sango burst in. She didn't catch her breath before she began to speak.
"The… evil… person… stole… the… the…"
"You can quit the 'something horrible has happened' voice, Sango." Miroku tapped
impatiently on the ground with his staff.
She straightened up. "Someone has stolen the Sticksaiga*!!!"
((*The name of Keitaro's legendary sword… er, stick.))
Gasp!
The townspeople murmured to one another.
--"The legendary Sticksaiga stolen!?"--
--"This is bad!"--
--"I'm leaving town; what about you?"--
"Brother, let's go. This is ridiculous!" Inuyasha turned to Sesshomaru, only to find him
gone.
"Arrrgh!"
The half-demon pulled at his wig, forgetting that it was fake.
Thump!
The wig fell on the ground, taking Inuyasha out of disguise.
"Inuyasha…?"
Kagome reached a hand out and stepped toward him…
