Note: Sorry for the lack of updates. I'm not finished but I'll put what I have up. I'm really busy with school. I've got two research papers do and A LOT of projects too.
Edit: Grrrr...I'm getting tired of editing these chapters, but this one's the last one I have to edit. Yeah!
Chapter Eight. Camping Curse Part I
Inuo sighed as he kept a close eye on Kagome. A school camping trip couldn't have come at a better time. Kagome had been getting herself depressed over some stupid fanfic not being updated because the writer was having social problems. Inuo smiled to himself, hoping that this trip would take her mind off it and that she'll be the same annoying, but cute girl she was when they first met.
The girls and boys were placed in separate camps. It made sense, but from the vacant expression on his face, all of the guys could tell that his mind is on other things. "So, who is it? Who are you thinking of?", Miroku Moore interrupted the reincarnated hanyou's thoughts.
"Eh! What the hell are you talking about?"
"What's her name? You're obviously thinking about some pretty girl.", Miroku smirked.
"I'm not thinking of no pretty girl. I'm just worried that some IDIOT is going to do something STUPID and then this trip will be over before it starts!", Inuo growled.
Miroku sweatdropped and backed away. If he didn't know any better, he'd swear that this Japanese schoolboy was a demon or something. Then again, all bets are off in Japan, especially if it's anything like what it is in those hent...anime.
Meanwhile, Kagome started tp set up camp with the girls. Although not a student, Sango Rea was on the look out for perverts. "Miss, are you alright? You seem kind of down.", Sango Noted as she approached the frowning school girl.
"Oh, nothing. It's just been so long since I've been camping.", Kagome trailed off.
"I suppose you've already heard the story. That must be why you're so down."
"The story? What story?", Kagome questioned.
"I'm not even from Japan and I know the story!", Miroku explained to Inuo. The young boy once known as Inuyasha shruged, not really caring. His fellow classmates lit the campfire and circle around, ready to begin the ghost story.
The girls' camp had their campfire lit, and all of the girls sat around it waiting to hear Sango tell them the tale of these cursed woods. "It happened ten years ago in these very same woods we camp in now.", Sango began.
"A classroom of students, separated into groups of boys and girls had camped in this very spot.", Miroku informed Inuyasha and the boys.
"They were elementary students and were well supervised.", Sango spoke.
"However, one little boy still managed to get separated from everyone else.", Miroku continued.
"The next day and the following week, a search party was sent to look for the boy, but he was never found dead or alive.", Sango elaborated.
"And every year, when students come to camp, one of those students would go missing.", Miroku informed.
"The student who would disappear would be about the same age, give or take a few years, of what the boy would be now."
"And now the boy would be about fifteen.", Miroku noted.
"That's a silly story. It's not even remotely scary.", Kagome commented, her face lighting up the forest. Even though the story didn't scare her, it made Kagome forget about that silly fanfic. In fact, it served as a reminder to the time she was in Feudal Japan searching for Shikon shards.
"The boy would be an adolescent going through puberty. His next victim will most likely be a girl. I, Michael Miroku Moore, do hereby pledge to protect the beautiful young ladies of our class. This girl-snatching ghost shall not pass me!", Miroku proudly proclaimed in a pose. Inuo sighed, knowing that he'll probably have to save the girls from Miroku.
"Moore-san, I heard that the boy was adopted by wolves, not a ghost.", one of their classmates spoke up. Miroku looked over to the young man with a determined smile. Ghost or boy raised by wolves, he wasn't going to let anyone else spy on the girls while they were changing into their nightclothes and sleeping. Inuo, on the other hand, fell over on his side.
"Damn...don't tell me this stupid story is real. That can mean only..." Night began to descend upon the campers, and the howling of a pack of wolves interrupted Inuo's muttering.
