Second Best
By: Enchanted Kagome
~~~Kagome's POV~~~
"PLEASE, KAGOME! HELP YOUR POOR SISTER!"
I sighed.
"Would it really KILL you to act unladylike for a week?" I was currently trying to ply her hands off of my kimono.
"But…there has to be another way…"
"Yeah, if you want someone to take your place, and pretend to be you!"
"You are BRILLIANT, Kagome! By Kami, you are! That's prefect! You can be me and take my place!"
Now, before I choose, I should answer a few questions.
Did I want to get into this whole mess? Definitely not.
Did I look like I have a choice? No, not really.
What are the consequences of saying no? I might have to drag along Kikyo for the rest of my life, since she ain't gonna unplug her hands if I don't agree.
What are the consequences of saying yes? I will be able to get rid of Kikyo. But I will also be lieing to royalty, which can result in my head separating from my body before I age another year.
Which consequence is harsher? Can't tell.
Which question's worth most? Unfortunately, the one about whether I have a choice.
Do you have one now? If you call agreeing a choice-then yes. If you don't consider agreeing a choice-then no, not really.
~~~Inu-Yasha's POV~~~
I was FINALLY let out of my room, only after I'd given my SOLEMN word not to run off, and destroy more things, and let my sister's guards (who were all full-youkais) accompany me.
"I've already given my word, so you might as well leave me be!" I snapped at them, extremely exasperated. They've been tailing me all day, like ticks after blood.
"Sorry prince. The lady's orders were…"
"I know, I know…" We've only been through that 37 times already.
"She'll take our heads if you-…"
"Do I LOOK like I CARE?"
"You should," a guard muttered.
I flipped around and, taking him by the collars, shook him HARD.
"Well I DON'T!"
"Inu-YASHA!" Uh-oh! My hands slipped and I turned guiltily around to face my sister.
"L-Lady K-Kira…" the guards, along with everyone else there, trembled. She can be as scary as Sesshoumaru when she's mad.
"Inu-Yasha. Exactly what are you planning on doing to my guard?"
I tried to look innocent. I even acted innocent for a while. "Um...let me think...nothing?" She glared at me. "Not good enough an answer?"
"Since you realize that, you had better be frank with me. Trust me, you don't want to know how far I'd go for the truth."
She's right. I didn't.
"Um...I think I hear Narissa call!" Narissa was my old nurse maid. My sister looked EXTREMELY unconvinced, but, not wanting to make a huge scene, she allowed me to slip away under that pretense.
I personally think that Kira would make a GREAT queen. She's got the skills, and the power and respect-duh!-and the ability and talent. For one thing, she looks more demon, and probably had more demonic genes than me. Her ears were better than mine, probably the best in the hanyou range, and maybe even a bit better than some bad/middle demon ranges. They were long and semi-sharp, like Sesshoumaru's. Her hair, however, were human looking. No color that a human would consider weird-like my white mane (which happens to be my biggest pride, thank you very much). Her's were black and flowing, soft, too. She didn't really have what most demons would consider claws, but they were much more useful than those of the pathetic humans. Yet, her posture and such made her much more commanding than the most lordly demons in our kingdom.
Finally, I was back in the safety of my room, now deprived of vases, and thus flowers, chairs and some other furniture.
"Inu-Yasha!"
Uh-oh! She STILL hadn't let me off yet? I kept quiet.
"I know you are up there! Your BRIDE-TO-BE's are here, and you are expected to come down to dinner in another hour, so wash and get dressed. And [in a more menacing tone] you will dress APPROPRIATELY, you hear?"
"Uh-huh," I replied, glad to be off the hook. Then, I remembered Miroku. "Will Miroku be present at the dinner?"
"Will it make you behave better?"
"Definitely."
"OK. I'll give it a try, but I'm warning you, keep his HANDS AWAY from the GIRLS! As much as you may want to terrorize them into leaving, the Royal Treasury hadn't enough money to pay for ALL those poor and petrified-for-life girls!"
"'K! 'K! I'll look out for Miroku."
"You better," was the muttered threat.
Well, at least I'll actually have something to DO tonight.
~*~*~
I jumped from the top of the third floor to the bottom corridor-a piece of cake for a hanyou like me. But, I waited for Miroku, who, being a human, could not jump such a distance without seriously injuring himself (such as being paralyzed for life-though I don't know for sure because I've never prevailed on him to jump for me). I glanced out the window to see a carriage, obviously with one of my "potential bride" in it. So, my sister said to DRESS appropriately, she never mentioned anything about ACTING appropriately, or TALKING for that matter. Deciding to have some fun, I led Miroku out into the courtyard.
I watched as a raven-haired girl was handed out of the carriage. OK, I guess, for a human anyway. I jabbed Miroku in the stomach and whispered my plan of action to him. He seemed appalled at the fact that I'd disobey my sister like that, but growing up together had overcame most of our fear of her. Together, we walked over and pretended to be servants. I carelessly bumped into the new girl and knock her into one of those convenient after-the-rain puddles.
She stood up again, without one glance at me or Miroku. The only part of her mutterings to herself, that I caught was "…being Kikyou…" This had to be the easiest one! Then, a second later, she sent me the most chilling glare ever.
"You're going to wish you never lived," the girl said.
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OHHHH! First clash!
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By: Enchanted Kagome
~~~Kagome's POV~~~
"PLEASE, KAGOME! HELP YOUR POOR SISTER!"
I sighed.
"Would it really KILL you to act unladylike for a week?" I was currently trying to ply her hands off of my kimono.
"But…there has to be another way…"
"Yeah, if you want someone to take your place, and pretend to be you!"
"You are BRILLIANT, Kagome! By Kami, you are! That's prefect! You can be me and take my place!"
Now, before I choose, I should answer a few questions.
Did I want to get into this whole mess? Definitely not.
Did I look like I have a choice? No, not really.
What are the consequences of saying no? I might have to drag along Kikyo for the rest of my life, since she ain't gonna unplug her hands if I don't agree.
What are the consequences of saying yes? I will be able to get rid of Kikyo. But I will also be lieing to royalty, which can result in my head separating from my body before I age another year.
Which consequence is harsher? Can't tell.
Which question's worth most? Unfortunately, the one about whether I have a choice.
Do you have one now? If you call agreeing a choice-then yes. If you don't consider agreeing a choice-then no, not really.
~~~Inu-Yasha's POV~~~
I was FINALLY let out of my room, only after I'd given my SOLEMN word not to run off, and destroy more things, and let my sister's guards (who were all full-youkais) accompany me.
"I've already given my word, so you might as well leave me be!" I snapped at them, extremely exasperated. They've been tailing me all day, like ticks after blood.
"Sorry prince. The lady's orders were…"
"I know, I know…" We've only been through that 37 times already.
"She'll take our heads if you-…"
"Do I LOOK like I CARE?"
"You should," a guard muttered.
I flipped around and, taking him by the collars, shook him HARD.
"Well I DON'T!"
"Inu-YASHA!" Uh-oh! My hands slipped and I turned guiltily around to face my sister.
"L-Lady K-Kira…" the guards, along with everyone else there, trembled. She can be as scary as Sesshoumaru when she's mad.
"Inu-Yasha. Exactly what are you planning on doing to my guard?"
I tried to look innocent. I even acted innocent for a while. "Um...let me think...nothing?" She glared at me. "Not good enough an answer?"
"Since you realize that, you had better be frank with me. Trust me, you don't want to know how far I'd go for the truth."
She's right. I didn't.
"Um...I think I hear Narissa call!" Narissa was my old nurse maid. My sister looked EXTREMELY unconvinced, but, not wanting to make a huge scene, she allowed me to slip away under that pretense.
I personally think that Kira would make a GREAT queen. She's got the skills, and the power and respect-duh!-and the ability and talent. For one thing, she looks more demon, and probably had more demonic genes than me. Her ears were better than mine, probably the best in the hanyou range, and maybe even a bit better than some bad/middle demon ranges. They were long and semi-sharp, like Sesshoumaru's. Her hair, however, were human looking. No color that a human would consider weird-like my white mane (which happens to be my biggest pride, thank you very much). Her's were black and flowing, soft, too. She didn't really have what most demons would consider claws, but they were much more useful than those of the pathetic humans. Yet, her posture and such made her much more commanding than the most lordly demons in our kingdom.
Finally, I was back in the safety of my room, now deprived of vases, and thus flowers, chairs and some other furniture.
"Inu-Yasha!"
Uh-oh! She STILL hadn't let me off yet? I kept quiet.
"I know you are up there! Your BRIDE-TO-BE's are here, and you are expected to come down to dinner in another hour, so wash and get dressed. And [in a more menacing tone] you will dress APPROPRIATELY, you hear?"
"Uh-huh," I replied, glad to be off the hook. Then, I remembered Miroku. "Will Miroku be present at the dinner?"
"Will it make you behave better?"
"Definitely."
"OK. I'll give it a try, but I'm warning you, keep his HANDS AWAY from the GIRLS! As much as you may want to terrorize them into leaving, the Royal Treasury hadn't enough money to pay for ALL those poor and petrified-for-life girls!"
"'K! 'K! I'll look out for Miroku."
"You better," was the muttered threat.
Well, at least I'll actually have something to DO tonight.
~*~*~
I jumped from the top of the third floor to the bottom corridor-a piece of cake for a hanyou like me. But, I waited for Miroku, who, being a human, could not jump such a distance without seriously injuring himself (such as being paralyzed for life-though I don't know for sure because I've never prevailed on him to jump for me). I glanced out the window to see a carriage, obviously with one of my "potential bride" in it. So, my sister said to DRESS appropriately, she never mentioned anything about ACTING appropriately, or TALKING for that matter. Deciding to have some fun, I led Miroku out into the courtyard.
I watched as a raven-haired girl was handed out of the carriage. OK, I guess, for a human anyway. I jabbed Miroku in the stomach and whispered my plan of action to him. He seemed appalled at the fact that I'd disobey my sister like that, but growing up together had overcame most of our fear of her. Together, we walked over and pretended to be servants. I carelessly bumped into the new girl and knock her into one of those convenient after-the-rain puddles.
She stood up again, without one glance at me or Miroku. The only part of her mutterings to herself, that I caught was "…being Kikyou…" This had to be the easiest one! Then, a second later, she sent me the most chilling glare ever.
"You're going to wish you never lived," the girl said.
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OHHHH! First clash!
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