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AN: Huh. This is going to be fun to write.
Just a note: As powerful as this sword is, it can only really cast it's influence on two people at a time. So be ready.
Inu-yasha's Experience: Waking Up
Inu-yasha rolled over.
He felt cold metal against his side, and froze.
Very quickly he jumped out of the branch that he had been sleeping in down to the ground. He looked up.
Balanced dangerously on one of the branches was a sword. Magical, if the feeling that he was getting from it was right.
.
What the?
He jumped into the branch again, and picked the blade up.
It was magical, all right.
It was powerful, but-
It made him feel odd.
He turned it over. All along the silver metal were tiny runes. They were older than his knowledge went back.
Strange.
Kagome rounded the corner.
Inu-yasha quickly threw the sword into a bush.
For some reason, he felt like she really shouldn't know about the blade.
"Good morning Inu-yasha!" Kagome chirped. So she had forgotten about the argument the night before. "Did you sleep well?"
"Actually, I had a few strange dreams." Inu-yasha replied.
Now, why did he tell her that?
Especially when knowing what the dreams were about- Inu-yasha struggled to hide a blush.
They always were somewhat the same- it started out with Kagome in him fighting-
And always ended up with one of them kissing the other.
They were becoming more frequent.
"Really? What were they about?" Kagome questioned, moving a little closer.
"Kissing you."
.
Oh shit.
Why in hell did he just tell her that?
"Did I say kissing you? I meant-I-ack-ahhhh." Inu-yasha was choking on his words. For some odd reason he just couldn't get an excuse out.
Come on. One little lie. Just to cover his ass.
" I mean-arg-I didn't-ack-it wasn't-" Inu-yasha was bright red, and Kagome was looking at him funny.
Inu-yasha searched for something to say.
"It was a good dream!"
.
Oh, wonderful. He was SO smooth.
"I'm going to go check on Miroku." Okay, so he could say that.
"Why-Inu-yasha. WHAT?" What the hanyou had said was finally sinking in for Kagome. She was turning a light pink shade.
"I'm sorry, the awkwardness is making me want to crawl into a hole and not come out for about twenty years."
Why did he keep saying things like this? He just needed to lie to her.
Wait.
Hadn't he thought about this last night?
Something of a mental snicker flared in his mind.
It had come from the bush.
The sword?
But-how?
He dived into the bushed, retrieved the sword and headed swiftly away from a stuttering and red Kagome.
After all, it was probably the place that he least wanted to be at that moment in time.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Okay, he needed some sort of test.
Something to prove that this wasn't just him getting a little too loose tongued for his own good.
He picked a small green leaf off the ground.
All he had to do was lie about the color.
That was all.
Only lie.
"This leaf is r-argggggg-e-g-r-accccckkkkkk" Inu-yasha banged his head into the wall. It was all will power. If he could only just figure out why his mouth wasn't agreeing.
"B-yell-green."
Dammit.
He really couldn't lie.
Miroku sauntered into the clearing.
"I heard you ranting in here, Inu-yasha. What's the matter? Finally cracked?" Miroku questioned, an obnoxious grin on his face.
"I can't lie."
Miroku's grin remained plastered on.
"What do you mean, you can't lie?"
"Just what I said. I'm physically unable to tell a lie."
"I don't believe you."
" Fine then. Try me. Ask me something I usually lie about."
Miroku's grin got eerily wide. Inu-yasha really wished that he hadn't just made that suggestion.
"What do you really feel about Kagome?"
Inu-yasha turned pink.
"You're a damn bastard."
"I know. Answer the question."
"She's just a shar-arrrrggg. I mean, she's just a frie-eaccckkk. I mean it's not like I have feelings or -aggggg"
Miroku watched Inu-yasha's inner battle, laughter in his eyes.
"I don't -arrrggggg. Damn it. I love her already, are you happy now you bastard?" Inu-yasha spat, and then slumped to the ground.
Damn it. It took a lot of energy to attempt to lie.
Miroku's eyebrow shot up.
"So you really can't lie, can you?"
Inu-yasha shook his head miserably.
Miroku grinned. This was going to be entertaining.
AN: So how do you like it? Poor Inu-yasha, can't lie. Haha.
Inu-yasha: I hate you.
Monigue: Too bad. I love writing this.
Inu-yasha: Bitch.
Monigue: Kagome? Care to do the honors?
Kagome: SIT!
Inu-yasha: (Eating dirt.) I hate the world.
Monigue: No worries. Miroku's coming up next.
Inu-yasha: (Evil grin.)
Miroku: Oh shit.
AN: Huh. This is going to be fun to write.
Just a note: As powerful as this sword is, it can only really cast it's influence on two people at a time. So be ready.
Inu-yasha's Experience: Waking Up
Inu-yasha rolled over.
He felt cold metal against his side, and froze.
Very quickly he jumped out of the branch that he had been sleeping in down to the ground. He looked up.
Balanced dangerously on one of the branches was a sword. Magical, if the feeling that he was getting from it was right.
.
What the?
He jumped into the branch again, and picked the blade up.
It was magical, all right.
It was powerful, but-
It made him feel odd.
He turned it over. All along the silver metal were tiny runes. They were older than his knowledge went back.
Strange.
Kagome rounded the corner.
Inu-yasha quickly threw the sword into a bush.
For some reason, he felt like she really shouldn't know about the blade.
"Good morning Inu-yasha!" Kagome chirped. So she had forgotten about the argument the night before. "Did you sleep well?"
"Actually, I had a few strange dreams." Inu-yasha replied.
Now, why did he tell her that?
Especially when knowing what the dreams were about- Inu-yasha struggled to hide a blush.
They always were somewhat the same- it started out with Kagome in him fighting-
And always ended up with one of them kissing the other.
They were becoming more frequent.
"Really? What were they about?" Kagome questioned, moving a little closer.
"Kissing you."
.
Oh shit.
Why in hell did he just tell her that?
"Did I say kissing you? I meant-I-ack-ahhhh." Inu-yasha was choking on his words. For some odd reason he just couldn't get an excuse out.
Come on. One little lie. Just to cover his ass.
" I mean-arg-I didn't-ack-it wasn't-" Inu-yasha was bright red, and Kagome was looking at him funny.
Inu-yasha searched for something to say.
"It was a good dream!"
.
Oh, wonderful. He was SO smooth.
"I'm going to go check on Miroku." Okay, so he could say that.
"Why-Inu-yasha. WHAT?" What the hanyou had said was finally sinking in for Kagome. She was turning a light pink shade.
"I'm sorry, the awkwardness is making me want to crawl into a hole and not come out for about twenty years."
Why did he keep saying things like this? He just needed to lie to her.
Wait.
Hadn't he thought about this last night?
Something of a mental snicker flared in his mind.
It had come from the bush.
The sword?
But-how?
He dived into the bushed, retrieved the sword and headed swiftly away from a stuttering and red Kagome.
After all, it was probably the place that he least wanted to be at that moment in time.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Okay, he needed some sort of test.
Something to prove that this wasn't just him getting a little too loose tongued for his own good.
He picked a small green leaf off the ground.
All he had to do was lie about the color.
That was all.
Only lie.
"This leaf is r-argggggg-e-g-r-accccckkkkkk" Inu-yasha banged his head into the wall. It was all will power. If he could only just figure out why his mouth wasn't agreeing.
"B-yell-green."
Dammit.
He really couldn't lie.
Miroku sauntered into the clearing.
"I heard you ranting in here, Inu-yasha. What's the matter? Finally cracked?" Miroku questioned, an obnoxious grin on his face.
"I can't lie."
Miroku's grin remained plastered on.
"What do you mean, you can't lie?"
"Just what I said. I'm physically unable to tell a lie."
"I don't believe you."
" Fine then. Try me. Ask me something I usually lie about."
Miroku's grin got eerily wide. Inu-yasha really wished that he hadn't just made that suggestion.
"What do you really feel about Kagome?"
Inu-yasha turned pink.
"You're a damn bastard."
"I know. Answer the question."
"She's just a shar-arrrrggg. I mean, she's just a frie-eaccckkk. I mean it's not like I have feelings or -aggggg"
Miroku watched Inu-yasha's inner battle, laughter in his eyes.
"I don't -arrrggggg. Damn it. I love her already, are you happy now you bastard?" Inu-yasha spat, and then slumped to the ground.
Damn it. It took a lot of energy to attempt to lie.
Miroku's eyebrow shot up.
"So you really can't lie, can you?"
Inu-yasha shook his head miserably.
Miroku grinned. This was going to be entertaining.
AN: So how do you like it? Poor Inu-yasha, can't lie. Haha.
Inu-yasha: I hate you.
Monigue: Too bad. I love writing this.
Inu-yasha: Bitch.
Monigue: Kagome? Care to do the honors?
Kagome: SIT!
Inu-yasha: (Eating dirt.) I hate the world.
Monigue: No worries. Miroku's coming up next.
Inu-yasha: (Evil grin.)
Miroku: Oh shit.