~*~Chapter Eleven: Attack! Watch out, Kagome and InuYasha!~*~
Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha. There. I said it. But that doesn't mean that I _meant_ it...
::The Next Morning::
Early in the morning, Nezumi left with her things and headed to her village. Haru decided to come to her village to stay and rest, and said that he'll try and catch up with us in a few days or so.
"Will we meet again?" I exclaimed.
"Maybe! Ciao, see you later! Arigatou, Inu-Tachi!"
We slowly turned around and headed towards the mountains.
::A Few Days Later in the Village Where Nezumi and Haru Are::
"Thank you, Haru-San. That should keep the animals dry."
"Arigatou, Nezumi-Chan."
Haru and Nezumi walked away from the stable they had just repaired. There was a gaping hole overhead the horses' stalls, but it no longer was there, the two having fixed it. A horse whinnied as it saw Haru and Nezumi walk away, stomping at the ground.
He was a beautiful horse, a jet-black body and a silver mane that shined like the stars of the heavens above. He was an Arabian, and a healthy and strong one, too. He was more of a leader than a follower, and of course, loved company and pampering. He had been rescued by Nezumi, the day after she experienced the suicide of her very own parents.
::Flashback::
Nezumi was walking along a shallow gorge in the tall grass, humming a sad tune. It was one day after the death of her parents. She heard a crying whistle that deafened the cold air. She looked frantically around, seeing a young adult male horse. He entangled himself in the thorn bush yards away from Nezumi. She ran to help the helpless horse, freeing him of his trap. Days later, he came outside Nezumi's house and she took in the horse. He had no name though, still to this day. She hadn't decided on his name.
::End of Flashback::
::Days Later::
"Haru-San, I'm tired. Let's take a break. . ." Nezumi whined, squeezing her calves, exhausted.
"No, we mustn't. I can tell that InuYasha and the others were here about half-an-hour ago. We can still catch up with them. It won't take long."
Nezumi continued to mope.
Haru, ignoring her, put his fingers to his mouth, and whistled shrilly. Moments later, a giant hawk-demon appeared. He was huge, a chestnut color, and his beak was black, instead of its normal color, yellow/orange. It rested one wing down, serving as a step ladder, and Haru climbed aboard the hawk-demon.
"Wha. . ." Nezumi mumbled, climbing behind Haru.
The bird took off and soared high above the clouds. Nezumi was obviously tired, and curled up asleep on its tail-end. She dozed for a while, until jerking awake as she heard the bird screech, drop them off, and soar away. Nezumi stood, rubbing her eyes, and looked straight into Shippou's eyes. Areala peered after her kit.
"Kawaii! Konichiwa, Shippou-Chan, Areala-Chan."
I looked over at Nezumi. She looked a mess. Her hair hadn't been combed decently for days, she had scratches on her arms and legs, and her eyes drooped.
"Come here. . ." I scolded, pulling Nezumi over to a stream and gave her some extra clothes Kagome-Chan had. Kagome shouldn't mind. Hopefully. ^^; Nezumi started to undress herself and stepped into the stream.
"I'll be back in a little bit so you can clean yourself up, okay?" I smiled. Nezumi just looked up at me with a questioning face and nodded slowly.
"Thanks. . .um, Sango-Chan. . .err, Sango-Sama. . ."
I walked away, giving the younger girl the privacy she needed. Conking Miroku across the head, I dragged him away to not spy on Nezumi. Bad Houshi-Sama! ^^; -^-^-
He just looked up at me and grinned. A big grin. Shit. Not that face! No! Must. . .resist. . .kawaii. . .face. . .GAH! He looks so kawaii! I—I can't. . .resist it! NO! Damn! Only _I_ can do that to him! I turned away from him. Damn him! Him and his. . .his face!! Okay. I am calm now. At least I hope so. . .
"Sango-Chan?"
I jumped.
"Nani?"
"Nani?"
"Nani? What did you want, Haru-Kun?"
"Come help me with the firewood. You bring Miroku with."
"Hai. Come, Miroku."
Miroku rose up and pranced off after me.
"HENTAI, BOUZO!" I shrieked, slapping him across the face as he groped me.
"Heh heh. . ." he laughed to himself.
"Hentai, ecchi. . ."
Why in the _world_ is Miroku such a lech?? Did he _have_ to be one?? Curse it. . .Curse it all. . .oh well.
"Mew?" I looked down and saw Kirara.
"Ohh, hello, Kirara!"
She purred and nuzzled my hand softly.
"Sango?"
I looked up and saw Haru standing there. He was motioning me to come help him with the firewood.
"Oh, right."
Kagome was making ramen again, for InuYasha, once more. InuYasha was really happy! Dancing all around. . .gosh, that's scary! I've never ever seen that stubborn hanyou ever dance and today I do! Now I've seen everything. . .
I heard footsteps quickening and I looked to my left. Miroku ran around me as if he sensed something. He looked over his shoulder at me.
"Come, Sango! I sense a youkai near by!"
I stood up quickly and ran after him. Kirara transformed into her bigger form and I hopped on her, straddling my legs around her sides. She galloped along and lifted Miroku up behind me. Growling, she turned and her eyes sparked fiery as Miroku tried to grope me once more. Good Kirara! Kitty, kitty. . .
"Prepare yourself, Sango!"
Uhh, is he. . .is he talking. . .to _me_? Uhh, why is he saying _that_ to _me_? I am _always_ prepared! Why does he say that all of a sudden?. . .Is he trying to be on my good side or what? Oh well.
"Of course! Right. Go, Hiraikotsu!"
Flying through the air, the giant boomerang swished over Miroku's head and went into the shrubbery. A drawling roar was heard moments later. A monstrous oni-youkai stomped out, its hands covering its face. I squinted. Hiraikotsu had caught itself in its eye! Green blood poured from its eye and down to the dirt. Disgusting. . .
I leaped up to the oni to retrieve my boomerang. Miroku pleaded me not to, but I pulled away, promising him I'd be all right. He sighed and nodded. I slinked along the path to the oni, climbing the trees, and stepping onto its face. It seemed to not notice me, luckily. . .I crawled, closer, closer to my Hiraikotsu. . .
The oni suddenly roared, shaking violently. I stumbled, but I snatched onto the handle of Hiraikotsu to keep my balance.
"SANGO! BE CAREFUL!" Miroku cried, desperately.
I looked down at him, and lost my balance. Down, down, down I fell. . .
"AAH!"
"Don't worry, Sango! I'll. . .I'll. . .ah. . ."
FWOOSH! I hit Miroku across the face so quickly, though, unfortunately for me, it was in-between my legs. . .We collapsed to the ground and Miroku was laughing perverted-ly, though it was muffled for a "certain reason". . .I jumped up. Kami, that was so embarrassing!!
"Kuso. . ." I muttered to myself, dusting off my sleeves.
"WHOA!" Miroku exclaimed, leaping away from the ogre's crushing foot.
"Be careful, you hunky bouzo of mine. . ." I mumbled, in spite of myself.
I hoped to Kami-sama that Miroku did not hear because he seemed to cock his head over in my direction as I mumbled that to myself. Kuso. . .
"Watch out, Haru-San!"
Miroku leaped in front of Haru as the oni was swinging its fists around.
"SANGO! GET BEHIND ME!" he exclaimed, clenching his wrist wrappings protectively. My jaw dropped as I nodded, standing behind him and grasping his kesa robes tightly. Then I felt it. The winds of the Kazaana. They blew everywhere. Nothing was safe from this hell-hole. The oni stared off in disbelief and slowly, inch-by-inch, it was sucked into Miroku's palms. Miroku was sweating and panting heavily.
"Kuso. . .this oni is harder to suck in with the Kazaana than I thought!"
He suddenly stopped. Venom wasps were hovering in the trees.
The oni stomped away towards the campsite. Kagome's shriek suddenly pierced the air, then InuYasha's growl.
"Kagome!" I shrieked, racing ahead of everyone.
"Kuso. . .Be careful, Sango. . ." Miroku mumbled, falling behind.
~So sorry for the long update! I've been writing this almost every day, but I had writer's block. Damn. I hate writer's block! Please R&R!~
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Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha. There. I said it. But that doesn't mean that I _meant_ it...
::The Next Morning::
Early in the morning, Nezumi left with her things and headed to her village. Haru decided to come to her village to stay and rest, and said that he'll try and catch up with us in a few days or so.
"Will we meet again?" I exclaimed.
"Maybe! Ciao, see you later! Arigatou, Inu-Tachi!"
We slowly turned around and headed towards the mountains.
::A Few Days Later in the Village Where Nezumi and Haru Are::
"Thank you, Haru-San. That should keep the animals dry."
"Arigatou, Nezumi-Chan."
Haru and Nezumi walked away from the stable they had just repaired. There was a gaping hole overhead the horses' stalls, but it no longer was there, the two having fixed it. A horse whinnied as it saw Haru and Nezumi walk away, stomping at the ground.
He was a beautiful horse, a jet-black body and a silver mane that shined like the stars of the heavens above. He was an Arabian, and a healthy and strong one, too. He was more of a leader than a follower, and of course, loved company and pampering. He had been rescued by Nezumi, the day after she experienced the suicide of her very own parents.
::Flashback::
Nezumi was walking along a shallow gorge in the tall grass, humming a sad tune. It was one day after the death of her parents. She heard a crying whistle that deafened the cold air. She looked frantically around, seeing a young adult male horse. He entangled himself in the thorn bush yards away from Nezumi. She ran to help the helpless horse, freeing him of his trap. Days later, he came outside Nezumi's house and she took in the horse. He had no name though, still to this day. She hadn't decided on his name.
::End of Flashback::
::Days Later::
"Haru-San, I'm tired. Let's take a break. . ." Nezumi whined, squeezing her calves, exhausted.
"No, we mustn't. I can tell that InuYasha and the others were here about half-an-hour ago. We can still catch up with them. It won't take long."
Nezumi continued to mope.
Haru, ignoring her, put his fingers to his mouth, and whistled shrilly. Moments later, a giant hawk-demon appeared. He was huge, a chestnut color, and his beak was black, instead of its normal color, yellow/orange. It rested one wing down, serving as a step ladder, and Haru climbed aboard the hawk-demon.
"Wha. . ." Nezumi mumbled, climbing behind Haru.
The bird took off and soared high above the clouds. Nezumi was obviously tired, and curled up asleep on its tail-end. She dozed for a while, until jerking awake as she heard the bird screech, drop them off, and soar away. Nezumi stood, rubbing her eyes, and looked straight into Shippou's eyes. Areala peered after her kit.
"Kawaii! Konichiwa, Shippou-Chan, Areala-Chan."
I looked over at Nezumi. She looked a mess. Her hair hadn't been combed decently for days, she had scratches on her arms and legs, and her eyes drooped.
"Come here. . ." I scolded, pulling Nezumi over to a stream and gave her some extra clothes Kagome-Chan had. Kagome shouldn't mind. Hopefully. ^^; Nezumi started to undress herself and stepped into the stream.
"I'll be back in a little bit so you can clean yourself up, okay?" I smiled. Nezumi just looked up at me with a questioning face and nodded slowly.
"Thanks. . .um, Sango-Chan. . .err, Sango-Sama. . ."
I walked away, giving the younger girl the privacy she needed. Conking Miroku across the head, I dragged him away to not spy on Nezumi. Bad Houshi-Sama! ^^; -^-^-
He just looked up at me and grinned. A big grin. Shit. Not that face! No! Must. . .resist. . .kawaii. . .face. . .GAH! He looks so kawaii! I—I can't. . .resist it! NO! Damn! Only _I_ can do that to him! I turned away from him. Damn him! Him and his. . .his face!! Okay. I am calm now. At least I hope so. . .
"Sango-Chan?"
I jumped.
"Nani?"
"Nani?"
"Nani? What did you want, Haru-Kun?"
"Come help me with the firewood. You bring Miroku with."
"Hai. Come, Miroku."
Miroku rose up and pranced off after me.
"HENTAI, BOUZO!" I shrieked, slapping him across the face as he groped me.
"Heh heh. . ." he laughed to himself.
"Hentai, ecchi. . ."
Why in the _world_ is Miroku such a lech?? Did he _have_ to be one?? Curse it. . .Curse it all. . .oh well.
"Mew?" I looked down and saw Kirara.
"Ohh, hello, Kirara!"
She purred and nuzzled my hand softly.
"Sango?"
I looked up and saw Haru standing there. He was motioning me to come help him with the firewood.
"Oh, right."
Kagome was making ramen again, for InuYasha, once more. InuYasha was really happy! Dancing all around. . .gosh, that's scary! I've never ever seen that stubborn hanyou ever dance and today I do! Now I've seen everything. . .
I heard footsteps quickening and I looked to my left. Miroku ran around me as if he sensed something. He looked over his shoulder at me.
"Come, Sango! I sense a youkai near by!"
I stood up quickly and ran after him. Kirara transformed into her bigger form and I hopped on her, straddling my legs around her sides. She galloped along and lifted Miroku up behind me. Growling, she turned and her eyes sparked fiery as Miroku tried to grope me once more. Good Kirara! Kitty, kitty. . .
"Prepare yourself, Sango!"
Uhh, is he. . .is he talking. . .to _me_? Uhh, why is he saying _that_ to _me_? I am _always_ prepared! Why does he say that all of a sudden?. . .Is he trying to be on my good side or what? Oh well.
"Of course! Right. Go, Hiraikotsu!"
Flying through the air, the giant boomerang swished over Miroku's head and went into the shrubbery. A drawling roar was heard moments later. A monstrous oni-youkai stomped out, its hands covering its face. I squinted. Hiraikotsu had caught itself in its eye! Green blood poured from its eye and down to the dirt. Disgusting. . .
I leaped up to the oni to retrieve my boomerang. Miroku pleaded me not to, but I pulled away, promising him I'd be all right. He sighed and nodded. I slinked along the path to the oni, climbing the trees, and stepping onto its face. It seemed to not notice me, luckily. . .I crawled, closer, closer to my Hiraikotsu. . .
The oni suddenly roared, shaking violently. I stumbled, but I snatched onto the handle of Hiraikotsu to keep my balance.
"SANGO! BE CAREFUL!" Miroku cried, desperately.
I looked down at him, and lost my balance. Down, down, down I fell. . .
"AAH!"
"Don't worry, Sango! I'll. . .I'll. . .ah. . ."
FWOOSH! I hit Miroku across the face so quickly, though, unfortunately for me, it was in-between my legs. . .We collapsed to the ground and Miroku was laughing perverted-ly, though it was muffled for a "certain reason". . .I jumped up. Kami, that was so embarrassing!!
"Kuso. . ." I muttered to myself, dusting off my sleeves.
"WHOA!" Miroku exclaimed, leaping away from the ogre's crushing foot.
"Be careful, you hunky bouzo of mine. . ." I mumbled, in spite of myself.
I hoped to Kami-sama that Miroku did not hear because he seemed to cock his head over in my direction as I mumbled that to myself. Kuso. . .
"Watch out, Haru-San!"
Miroku leaped in front of Haru as the oni was swinging its fists around.
"SANGO! GET BEHIND ME!" he exclaimed, clenching his wrist wrappings protectively. My jaw dropped as I nodded, standing behind him and grasping his kesa robes tightly. Then I felt it. The winds of the Kazaana. They blew everywhere. Nothing was safe from this hell-hole. The oni stared off in disbelief and slowly, inch-by-inch, it was sucked into Miroku's palms. Miroku was sweating and panting heavily.
"Kuso. . .this oni is harder to suck in with the Kazaana than I thought!"
He suddenly stopped. Venom wasps were hovering in the trees.
The oni stomped away towards the campsite. Kagome's shriek suddenly pierced the air, then InuYasha's growl.
"Kagome!" I shrieked, racing ahead of everyone.
"Kuso. . .Be careful, Sango. . ." Miroku mumbled, falling behind.
~So sorry for the long update! I've been writing this almost every day, but I had writer's block. Damn. I hate writer's block! Please R&R!~
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