Author's Rant:
Konnichiwa! Konnichiwa! Konnichiwa! I just decided to try out this pairing, since my twin was insisting I do something of this pairing. Hai, minna. This is Sango and Miroku. Of course, I find them really cute together! I think they are meant for each other! But... As far as I am concerned, I haven't tried anything of this. And in memory of my twin who practically loooves the monk [We both harass monks, if you don't mind, since Genjo Sanzo and Uesugi Tatsuha and our dear Houshi-sama here are all of the same vocation], and for being in the dumps after my last update, I should continue to write this S/M fic.
I thank again those who reviewed and stuck with the story. [Can you believe this fic is a year and a quarter old already?] You don't know how much your support meant to me when I read your reviews two months ago! *sobs*
And yeah, since a reviewer told me that she has restrictions when it comes to the rating of the story, I decided to not make it R. I'll just have a bit of what I really was planning. Anyway, the descriptions are the only ones that make it R and even if I remove that part, it'd still be the same. I'm just hoping ff.net would not screw up with the real format of this chapter.
~Shohoku no Miko~©
Inu-Yasha: A Medieval Pulp Fantasy -er- Inu-Yasha: A Feudal Fairy Tale ©Takahashi Rumiko.
XCS: This story is dedicated to a dear friend, FluffyLemonn [thanks for the e-shoulder] Also to my twin, MidoriTenshiSakura. Wherever you are...
Teach Me How To Love By Shohoku no Miko
Chapter Fourteen: Juyon
Sango could feel pain coursing through her body as she fell backwards. This couldn't be it. The smoke screen made her eyes water, while the stinging sensation on her wrists got worse with the haze. She couldn't breathe anymore, her throat and nostrils hurt too much.
"You... Bitch!!! You'll die because of what you did!!!" She heard the faint voice of Toya accuse her. The nerve of that guy...
She felt herself swimming on the edge of consciousness, her eyes fluttering close when all of a sudden, she heard a distinct, familiar voice calling to her.
With all the strength she could muster, she struggled to stay her eyes open to see her Houshi-sama push Inuyasha aside and run towards her.
The smoke screen thickened and covered her line of vision entirely before she succumbed to darkness.
*******
"Look at her... What an odd sense of clothing..."
"Don't you know? She's the witch!!"
"THE WITCH!?!"
"Yes! And Kouga-kun made her our slave!"
"Serves her right..."
"She even surrendered her fan to him..."
"... Oh..."
Kagura's veins twitched with every word she heard from the villagers. How dare that boy spread false rumors!
She entered the cave, storming in on an important meeting that was being held inside. "Ookami-boy!!!" She shouted, stomping her feet.
The cave echoed with laughter, the acoustics betraying the suppressed giggles and snorts.
Kouga's eyebrow twitched at the sound of her voice. In the middle of his meeting with his leaders and elders, she'd call him that?! Why oh why did he even agree with this exchange? He immediately cleared his throat, silencing the others.
"It may be important to us that we finish this talk now, but let's say I have matters that need my IMMEDIATE attention." He glared at Kagura who stood at the side of his chair-like place on the other end of the cave which was away from the light. Her scarlet eyes were the only light contrasting the dark area. "After all, we have already laid out our plans... Let's just continue this when we are no longer BOTHERED."
The elders and other group leaders laughed all the way out, while Kouga seethed with fury. When the cave was finally empty, save for the two of them, Kouga snapped.
"Look! What's your problem huh?" Kouga pointed at Kagura with the fan she used which was still in his possession.
Kagura smiled sarcastically. "Ah, so you still don't know? Your stupid pack keeps on talking about me badly! Who wouldn't be so worked up with that?"
"Oh, so you come barging in on IMPORTANT matters just to tell me that you're the talk of the town? How desperate can you get, huh, Kagura?"
"They're talking like I was being held a PRISONER!" She wailed, the bats residing in his cave suddenly 'eek'ed and flew out of the cave.
Kouga sighed, exasperated. "And what do you want me to do, huh? Let you feast on them by killing them and turning them against me?"
"You think so low of me. I am definitely NOT my master!" She screeched, shaking the cave. She didn't even stay to hear Kouga's retort for she immediately plucked a feather from her head and flew out of the cave and into the forest.
"FINE!!! FLY AWAY!!!" Kouga shouted back as loud. "Don't think I'll go running after you..."
*******
Kagome rubbed her eyes for the twelfth time. This can't be happening. At first she thought it was the effect of the smoke. But it was already minutes after the haze cleared. No, she can't be mistaken. The eyes, the hair, the skin tone... She swore they were the same. If she hadn't looked on their clothes, she wouldn't distinguish who was the real one.
There, on either sides of a still knocked out Sango stood two Mirokus -- one clad in clothes that of a monk, and the other of a royal samurai.
Miroku's face revealed utter shock. This guy, up close or even at a distance, does look like him. Could Sango have been fooled by this man, causing her to react violently against him three days ago?
Toya had a wry smile tugging at his lips the moment he saw Miroku. So maybe now he could see who deserves Sango.
"Kaze no Kizu!!!"
Miroku and Toya's head shot up towards the direction of the voice.
As Inuyasha approached, Miroku held his staff against him, blocking his attack. Inuyasha's eyes were questioning him silently for what he did.
And just as silent as Inuyasha questioned him, he gave him his answer.
The exchange between the two best friends [though they don't admit it] didn't escape the miko's eye as Inuyasha set down his Tetsusaiga and jumped to Miroku's side. Inuyasha crouched down and gently carried Sango then jumped back to Kagome's side of the cave.
"A pity you wouldn't live to see Sango's face smile again." Toya said breezily.
Miroku immediately grabbed for an ofuda. "Unlucky for you, I must say, for I plan otherwise..." He jumped and caught him unguarded, sticking the ofuda on Toya's forehead. He smiled as he set his index and middle finger in front of him, his thumb protuding towards him, while he grinned for a split second before he said a short prayer.
"HOURIKI!!!"
*******
"Kouga! Kouga! Our enemies have teamed up against us to claim our lands!!!"
A shout from the outside jolted Kouga out of his contemplation. He suddenly stood up, grabbed his almost torn overcoat and warmers. "Of all the times... Shit!!!" He ran towards the cave's exit, but before he even went out, he turned around, picked up Kagura's fan, tucked it under his shirt and ran outside. 'Just in case we need her... Though I highly doubt that.'
A woman of his kind suddenly approached him, screaming and shouting that her children were taken away by the youkais.
He grew angry all the more. If there's one thing he wanted in battle, save for success, that is, is for the children's, women's and elderly's lives be not put at stake and endangered.
He ran faster, overrunning his other comrades as he headed for the one who looked like the leader. "Surrender or die a disgusting death!" He threatened while nearing the place his enemy was glued to...
... only to be propelled to the other side of the village. The very huge kitsune youkai slammed its claws into him and sent him to the wall, leaving drops of blood spilling on the soil his flying body was hovering at.
He stood up, wiped the sweat mixed with blood that trickled down his face, and used the power of the shards to zoom in to the head of the conquerors. "You filthy beast! My land will never be yours nor it will be to your other allies!" He jumped up to the youkai's face and clawed its eyes.
The youkai howled in agony, his right eye damaged more than the left, which led to blindness.
"Its time..." The youkai calmly murmured, and as if on cue [or truly on cue], all the attacking forces of fox, weasel, snake and spider demons grew thrice their normal size and weilded what seemed like scythes that were tied to their waists a while ago.
And at once, considering the population of his men and the invaders, he broke into a sprint towards the woods. He knew they were at the odds. And he had to do something...
Even if it means swallowing his damn too-high pride. His pack was too precious to sacrifice in place of his ego.
*******
Toya wailed as a foreign, burning heat consumed his body, almost splitting his body and exploding in his lungs. Before his eyes, patches of light flickered alternately, his body trembling and sweating all over. The pain was tremendous as it never stopped assaulting his every nerve even for a second, and he felt as if his very soul was being separated from his body. He had never felt like this before, not even when the most feared youkai of their times inserted his 'precious and prized' possessions in his body, telling him he had faith in him to get rid of the houshi. And as it turned out, the houshi was much powerful than he had expected. The torture felt like it would last forever.
That was when he realized and put into mind that his enemy was not an ordinary monk.
*******
Miroku smirked as he heard moans of discomfort escape the youkai's throat. He knew the pain was unbearable, especially for youkais and humans who carry evil in their hearts. And at this rate, he might be thinking that the pain would never end, when in fact it barely lasted a second. His ofudas were made to dispell the evil jaki in one's body, but he highly doubted that Toya would be defeated by such at once. With his impure intentions on his Sango -- HIS Sango -- and the three evil-oriented shikon no kakeras infused in his body, it will most likely be difficult...
...but nonetheless necessary. This guy has to suffer a lot for making Sango suffer this much.
It didn't faze him at all that Toya's face changed. He knew no two people could look alike in all aspects. Even Kagome-sama and Kikyo-sama had their differences. It was expected of this person that he was a shape-shifter, more so a face-shifter.
Toya's green eyes flickered as it narrowed. His silver and black hair hung loosely up to his shoulders.
"Do you envy me too much that you even copied my handsome face?" Miroku asked sarcastically, gripping his fists. "I pity you then, you seem uncontented with what the gods gave you..."
Toya, on the other hand, scowled. "I need not copy you at all. It was simply a trick to lure her into confusion. And it seems your face only works for deception, like what you do to the rich villagers and to her heart." He paused as his left hand found the hilt of his batou and used his thumb to slightly dismount the protuding handle. "I would have preferred to use my own features, they were surely far off from yours..." He touched his hair and straightened it with his hands. "Though I have to admit, I couldn't have done it better, thank you for your features, monk. It is just sad, that even if you came to her rescue I highly doubt she'd still trust you after this... IF you survive, that is." He ended his speech with a wicked smile, his hand gripping the now sheated sword.
"Playtime's up, hanyou." Miroku's prayer beads clanked as it made contact with the lower part of his shakujou, holding it out in front of him. His last ounce of patience was already pushed to the limit. His enemy may have a sword with him, but he could very well put up and defend himself against it. For if he did not defeat this guy, Sango would all the more be frustrated at him.
*******
Kagome almost wanted to bop the two in the head. They were not even fighting yet! As much as a pacifist she wanted herself to be, this all-talk- no-fight scene before her made her want to run towards them, put on a vertical black and white striped shirt and preside over the fight.
They were getting at nothing! It would have been better if it was Inuyasha there, since for sure Inuyasha wouldn't waste time to kill the hanyou. But no. Miroku's antics and virtues should be blamed for this. His reserve, patience and sarcasm were holding the fight off.
And worse, she had to tolerate the conceited jerks' self-proclaimed beauty speeches! Miroku, the perverted narcissist and this Toya, the effeminate narcissist. Oooh, what guts they have!
"Kagome!"
Inuyasha's tug on her sleeve took her out of stupor. "What?" She snapped, obviously the two's weird way of clashing getting the better off of her.
"WHAT?! That's all you can say after I got Sango from between them?" Inuyasha bellowed, trying his best not to look at Sango.
He noticed when he picked her up and carried her to safety tnat her clothes were all tattered and did little to cover her up. So immediately he held her closer and averted his eyes. If Kagome and Sango found out and suspected him of getting Miroku-like at the situation, he'd get a hundred sitting sessions and several dents on his skull care of Hiraikotsu.
And when he thought that the moment he'd land beside Kagome she'd look at Sango's wounds and injuries at once, he found her staring off at the two. It was even him who called her attention!
Kagome was quick to recover anyway and reached out for her bag, looking for medicine. Inuyasha courteously dropped his fire-rat haori on Sango while Shippou produced fire to give Kagome some light. Kirara nuzzled her owner's hair and mewed. Kagome then began to dress Sango's wounds. They can't be harmed anyway, the only evil presence around was that of Toya. And besides, Inuyasha was there. So she focused on cleaning her best friend's dirty and bruised body.
A sound of brass against metal told her that the bragging has stopped, and the battle commenced.
...tsuzuku...
Vocabulary:
Miko - a priestess [duh.] -_-
Kaze no Kizu - no, not kiss of the wind. It is Inuyasha's attack, which is called "Wind Scar."
Houriki - Miroku's attack using a little paper called ofuda infused with holy power.
Haori - Inuyasha's top which doesn't catch fire.
Author's Rant:
Yeah, not much just like before. I wanted to say sorry for the errors here, just like I always do.
And also, if you're wondering why Kouga was so formal and proper, I have just the reason. I was under the impression that princes, human and youkai alike, know how to deal with elders and diplomats when it came to territories and defense and all matters they should concern themselves with, however gruff-looking and immature they sometimes are portrayed. And as shown, his resolve didn't last too much as it already faded the moment his leaders left the cave. So I firmly believe he wasn't OOC.
Don't you all agree that dear Houshi-sama is a narcissist? Even for a little? I mean, he IS aware of his charms... At first I was hesitant; I do find him very down to earth. But when they feel violated of some sort... Geez, talk about male ego...
So that wraps up this chapter. Hope you all liked it.
Ja, mata ne!!!
~Shohoku no Miko~©
Konnichiwa! Konnichiwa! Konnichiwa! I just decided to try out this pairing, since my twin was insisting I do something of this pairing. Hai, minna. This is Sango and Miroku. Of course, I find them really cute together! I think they are meant for each other! But... As far as I am concerned, I haven't tried anything of this. And in memory of my twin who practically loooves the monk [We both harass monks, if you don't mind, since Genjo Sanzo and Uesugi Tatsuha and our dear Houshi-sama here are all of the same vocation], and for being in the dumps after my last update, I should continue to write this S/M fic.
I thank again those who reviewed and stuck with the story. [Can you believe this fic is a year and a quarter old already?] You don't know how much your support meant to me when I read your reviews two months ago! *sobs*
And yeah, since a reviewer told me that she has restrictions when it comes to the rating of the story, I decided to not make it R. I'll just have a bit of what I really was planning. Anyway, the descriptions are the only ones that make it R and even if I remove that part, it'd still be the same. I'm just hoping ff.net would not screw up with the real format of this chapter.
~Shohoku no Miko~©
Inu-Yasha: A Medieval Pulp Fantasy -er- Inu-Yasha: A Feudal Fairy Tale ©Takahashi Rumiko.
XCS: This story is dedicated to a dear friend, FluffyLemonn [thanks for the e-shoulder] Also to my twin, MidoriTenshiSakura. Wherever you are...
Teach Me How To Love By Shohoku no Miko
Chapter Fourteen: Juyon
Sango could feel pain coursing through her body as she fell backwards. This couldn't be it. The smoke screen made her eyes water, while the stinging sensation on her wrists got worse with the haze. She couldn't breathe anymore, her throat and nostrils hurt too much.
"You... Bitch!!! You'll die because of what you did!!!" She heard the faint voice of Toya accuse her. The nerve of that guy...
She felt herself swimming on the edge of consciousness, her eyes fluttering close when all of a sudden, she heard a distinct, familiar voice calling to her.
With all the strength she could muster, she struggled to stay her eyes open to see her Houshi-sama push Inuyasha aside and run towards her.
The smoke screen thickened and covered her line of vision entirely before she succumbed to darkness.
*******
"Look at her... What an odd sense of clothing..."
"Don't you know? She's the witch!!"
"THE WITCH!?!"
"Yes! And Kouga-kun made her our slave!"
"Serves her right..."
"She even surrendered her fan to him..."
"... Oh..."
Kagura's veins twitched with every word she heard from the villagers. How dare that boy spread false rumors!
She entered the cave, storming in on an important meeting that was being held inside. "Ookami-boy!!!" She shouted, stomping her feet.
The cave echoed with laughter, the acoustics betraying the suppressed giggles and snorts.
Kouga's eyebrow twitched at the sound of her voice. In the middle of his meeting with his leaders and elders, she'd call him that?! Why oh why did he even agree with this exchange? He immediately cleared his throat, silencing the others.
"It may be important to us that we finish this talk now, but let's say I have matters that need my IMMEDIATE attention." He glared at Kagura who stood at the side of his chair-like place on the other end of the cave which was away from the light. Her scarlet eyes were the only light contrasting the dark area. "After all, we have already laid out our plans... Let's just continue this when we are no longer BOTHERED."
The elders and other group leaders laughed all the way out, while Kouga seethed with fury. When the cave was finally empty, save for the two of them, Kouga snapped.
"Look! What's your problem huh?" Kouga pointed at Kagura with the fan she used which was still in his possession.
Kagura smiled sarcastically. "Ah, so you still don't know? Your stupid pack keeps on talking about me badly! Who wouldn't be so worked up with that?"
"Oh, so you come barging in on IMPORTANT matters just to tell me that you're the talk of the town? How desperate can you get, huh, Kagura?"
"They're talking like I was being held a PRISONER!" She wailed, the bats residing in his cave suddenly 'eek'ed and flew out of the cave.
Kouga sighed, exasperated. "And what do you want me to do, huh? Let you feast on them by killing them and turning them against me?"
"You think so low of me. I am definitely NOT my master!" She screeched, shaking the cave. She didn't even stay to hear Kouga's retort for she immediately plucked a feather from her head and flew out of the cave and into the forest.
"FINE!!! FLY AWAY!!!" Kouga shouted back as loud. "Don't think I'll go running after you..."
*******
Kagome rubbed her eyes for the twelfth time. This can't be happening. At first she thought it was the effect of the smoke. But it was already minutes after the haze cleared. No, she can't be mistaken. The eyes, the hair, the skin tone... She swore they were the same. If she hadn't looked on their clothes, she wouldn't distinguish who was the real one.
There, on either sides of a still knocked out Sango stood two Mirokus -- one clad in clothes that of a monk, and the other of a royal samurai.
Miroku's face revealed utter shock. This guy, up close or even at a distance, does look like him. Could Sango have been fooled by this man, causing her to react violently against him three days ago?
Toya had a wry smile tugging at his lips the moment he saw Miroku. So maybe now he could see who deserves Sango.
"Kaze no Kizu!!!"
Miroku and Toya's head shot up towards the direction of the voice.
As Inuyasha approached, Miroku held his staff against him, blocking his attack. Inuyasha's eyes were questioning him silently for what he did.
And just as silent as Inuyasha questioned him, he gave him his answer.
The exchange between the two best friends [though they don't admit it] didn't escape the miko's eye as Inuyasha set down his Tetsusaiga and jumped to Miroku's side. Inuyasha crouched down and gently carried Sango then jumped back to Kagome's side of the cave.
"A pity you wouldn't live to see Sango's face smile again." Toya said breezily.
Miroku immediately grabbed for an ofuda. "Unlucky for you, I must say, for I plan otherwise..." He jumped and caught him unguarded, sticking the ofuda on Toya's forehead. He smiled as he set his index and middle finger in front of him, his thumb protuding towards him, while he grinned for a split second before he said a short prayer.
"HOURIKI!!!"
*******
"Kouga! Kouga! Our enemies have teamed up against us to claim our lands!!!"
A shout from the outside jolted Kouga out of his contemplation. He suddenly stood up, grabbed his almost torn overcoat and warmers. "Of all the times... Shit!!!" He ran towards the cave's exit, but before he even went out, he turned around, picked up Kagura's fan, tucked it under his shirt and ran outside. 'Just in case we need her... Though I highly doubt that.'
A woman of his kind suddenly approached him, screaming and shouting that her children were taken away by the youkais.
He grew angry all the more. If there's one thing he wanted in battle, save for success, that is, is for the children's, women's and elderly's lives be not put at stake and endangered.
He ran faster, overrunning his other comrades as he headed for the one who looked like the leader. "Surrender or die a disgusting death!" He threatened while nearing the place his enemy was glued to...
... only to be propelled to the other side of the village. The very huge kitsune youkai slammed its claws into him and sent him to the wall, leaving drops of blood spilling on the soil his flying body was hovering at.
He stood up, wiped the sweat mixed with blood that trickled down his face, and used the power of the shards to zoom in to the head of the conquerors. "You filthy beast! My land will never be yours nor it will be to your other allies!" He jumped up to the youkai's face and clawed its eyes.
The youkai howled in agony, his right eye damaged more than the left, which led to blindness.
"Its time..." The youkai calmly murmured, and as if on cue [or truly on cue], all the attacking forces of fox, weasel, snake and spider demons grew thrice their normal size and weilded what seemed like scythes that were tied to their waists a while ago.
And at once, considering the population of his men and the invaders, he broke into a sprint towards the woods. He knew they were at the odds. And he had to do something...
Even if it means swallowing his damn too-high pride. His pack was too precious to sacrifice in place of his ego.
*******
Toya wailed as a foreign, burning heat consumed his body, almost splitting his body and exploding in his lungs. Before his eyes, patches of light flickered alternately, his body trembling and sweating all over. The pain was tremendous as it never stopped assaulting his every nerve even for a second, and he felt as if his very soul was being separated from his body. He had never felt like this before, not even when the most feared youkai of their times inserted his 'precious and prized' possessions in his body, telling him he had faith in him to get rid of the houshi. And as it turned out, the houshi was much powerful than he had expected. The torture felt like it would last forever.
That was when he realized and put into mind that his enemy was not an ordinary monk.
*******
Miroku smirked as he heard moans of discomfort escape the youkai's throat. He knew the pain was unbearable, especially for youkais and humans who carry evil in their hearts. And at this rate, he might be thinking that the pain would never end, when in fact it barely lasted a second. His ofudas were made to dispell the evil jaki in one's body, but he highly doubted that Toya would be defeated by such at once. With his impure intentions on his Sango -- HIS Sango -- and the three evil-oriented shikon no kakeras infused in his body, it will most likely be difficult...
...but nonetheless necessary. This guy has to suffer a lot for making Sango suffer this much.
It didn't faze him at all that Toya's face changed. He knew no two people could look alike in all aspects. Even Kagome-sama and Kikyo-sama had their differences. It was expected of this person that he was a shape-shifter, more so a face-shifter.
Toya's green eyes flickered as it narrowed. His silver and black hair hung loosely up to his shoulders.
"Do you envy me too much that you even copied my handsome face?" Miroku asked sarcastically, gripping his fists. "I pity you then, you seem uncontented with what the gods gave you..."
Toya, on the other hand, scowled. "I need not copy you at all. It was simply a trick to lure her into confusion. And it seems your face only works for deception, like what you do to the rich villagers and to her heart." He paused as his left hand found the hilt of his batou and used his thumb to slightly dismount the protuding handle. "I would have preferred to use my own features, they were surely far off from yours..." He touched his hair and straightened it with his hands. "Though I have to admit, I couldn't have done it better, thank you for your features, monk. It is just sad, that even if you came to her rescue I highly doubt she'd still trust you after this... IF you survive, that is." He ended his speech with a wicked smile, his hand gripping the now sheated sword.
"Playtime's up, hanyou." Miroku's prayer beads clanked as it made contact with the lower part of his shakujou, holding it out in front of him. His last ounce of patience was already pushed to the limit. His enemy may have a sword with him, but he could very well put up and defend himself against it. For if he did not defeat this guy, Sango would all the more be frustrated at him.
*******
Kagome almost wanted to bop the two in the head. They were not even fighting yet! As much as a pacifist she wanted herself to be, this all-talk- no-fight scene before her made her want to run towards them, put on a vertical black and white striped shirt and preside over the fight.
They were getting at nothing! It would have been better if it was Inuyasha there, since for sure Inuyasha wouldn't waste time to kill the hanyou. But no. Miroku's antics and virtues should be blamed for this. His reserve, patience and sarcasm were holding the fight off.
And worse, she had to tolerate the conceited jerks' self-proclaimed beauty speeches! Miroku, the perverted narcissist and this Toya, the effeminate narcissist. Oooh, what guts they have!
"Kagome!"
Inuyasha's tug on her sleeve took her out of stupor. "What?" She snapped, obviously the two's weird way of clashing getting the better off of her.
"WHAT?! That's all you can say after I got Sango from between them?" Inuyasha bellowed, trying his best not to look at Sango.
He noticed when he picked her up and carried her to safety tnat her clothes were all tattered and did little to cover her up. So immediately he held her closer and averted his eyes. If Kagome and Sango found out and suspected him of getting Miroku-like at the situation, he'd get a hundred sitting sessions and several dents on his skull care of Hiraikotsu.
And when he thought that the moment he'd land beside Kagome she'd look at Sango's wounds and injuries at once, he found her staring off at the two. It was even him who called her attention!
Kagome was quick to recover anyway and reached out for her bag, looking for medicine. Inuyasha courteously dropped his fire-rat haori on Sango while Shippou produced fire to give Kagome some light. Kirara nuzzled her owner's hair and mewed. Kagome then began to dress Sango's wounds. They can't be harmed anyway, the only evil presence around was that of Toya. And besides, Inuyasha was there. So she focused on cleaning her best friend's dirty and bruised body.
A sound of brass against metal told her that the bragging has stopped, and the battle commenced.
...tsuzuku...
Vocabulary:
Miko - a priestess [duh.] -_-
Kaze no Kizu - no, not kiss of the wind. It is Inuyasha's attack, which is called "Wind Scar."
Houriki - Miroku's attack using a little paper called ofuda infused with holy power.
Haori - Inuyasha's top which doesn't catch fire.
Author's Rant:
Yeah, not much just like before. I wanted to say sorry for the errors here, just like I always do.
And also, if you're wondering why Kouga was so formal and proper, I have just the reason. I was under the impression that princes, human and youkai alike, know how to deal with elders and diplomats when it came to territories and defense and all matters they should concern themselves with, however gruff-looking and immature they sometimes are portrayed. And as shown, his resolve didn't last too much as it already faded the moment his leaders left the cave. So I firmly believe he wasn't OOC.
Don't you all agree that dear Houshi-sama is a narcissist? Even for a little? I mean, he IS aware of his charms... At first I was hesitant; I do find him very down to earth. But when they feel violated of some sort... Geez, talk about male ego...
So that wraps up this chapter. Hope you all liked it.
Ja, mata ne!!!
~Shohoku no Miko~©