Authoress's Warning: I'm evil get over it! Oh, and I promise this chapter will be extremely screwed up
Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to Zelda Chic 04 who was kind enough to include me in her fanfiction entitled: The day they came.
Disclaimer: Some day I shall win the Mega Millions lottery and then I shall own InuYasha!
Chapter Five: Where I Prove That Thinking is a Dangerous Thing
"Ai ya! What happened to my yukata!?" The hanyou's cries break the silence of the pre-dawn forest like a bull in a china shop.
"Nani kore?" Kagome asks rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. Shippo is walking over towards InuYasha when he stops mid stride and begins laughing hysterically, the young fox youkai is soon joined by the demon slayer and the monk. Kagome and I arrive last, but have no trouble spotting InuYasha. Or should I say InuYasha 's outfit. He's in a bright orange jumpsuit, like the one's the County Jail hands out to the inmates.
"InuYasha, what are you wearing?" Sango asks, she sounds as shocked as she looks.
"Well, it was my fire rat fur yukata, but now it's…." InuYasha turned his head to look at the back of his new jumpsuit. "Property of Zelda-Chic04? Nani?"
"Heh, I wonder how that happened. As far as I know Zelda-Chic04 is in her own fanfiction." I said happily. "Besides, she'd never claim you as property, I think she'd rather have Link and…well, now I'm going off on a tangent so I think I'll just..."
"You'll give me back my red yukata bitch!" InuYasha yelled.
"I don't know how!" I shouted back. " And if you call me that word one more time I won't even try to figure it out. Besides, I don't think red is really your color-for that matter neither is orange-I think you'd look much nicer in carnation pink." No sooner had those words come out of my mouth had InuYasha been given a carnation colored yukata.
"Man, talk about strange." Kagome remarked. Everyone else just stood there dumbfounded. "How did you do that Chibi chan?"
"Dammed if I know." I replied ruefully. "All I did was say, 'I think'."
"Try it again." Sango urged overhearing our conversation. "Maybe we can find a way to fix this mess."
"Okay, I'll try. I think Miroku would look great in SailorChibiMoon's fuku." I finished my sentence then just like with InuYasha, Miroku was sporting SailorChibiMoon's fuku which, for those of you who don't know, consists of cotton candy pink boots, a short skirt in matching pink, white top red bow with the henshin brooch in the middle, pink sailor collar, pink choker with a yellow crescent moon and white gloves with pink edging. My imagination had even seen fit to give the unfortunate houshi the tiara with the red stone and SailorChibiMoon's yam ondango the poor guy even had pink hair. I was just thankful that whatever magic might have been surfacing inside me stopped at the evil red eyes.
"So, what happened?" Miroku asked innocently.
Sango was trying her hardest not to laugh, but Shippo and InuYasha, who had forgotten about his yukata for the time being, were rolling on the ground convulsing with laughter. I was too shocked to move, I couldn't believe that I had managed to do something like that. Luckily for all of us, Kagome had enough composure to fish a mirror out of her giant yellow bag and handed it to the poor guy.
The monk took the large hand mirror from Kagome and promptly began screaming like a girly girl "Ahh, get it off! Get it off!" He jumped around as well which made Shippo and InuYasha laugh even harder.
"Serves…you…right…ecchi." Sango choked out through her hysterics
I smirked. "Well, I guess my mom was right when she said that imagination was a powerful thing."
"GET IT OFF ME NOW!" Miroku cried. He was still in the fuku.
"Okay, let's see if I can fix this. I think Miroku would look better in his own damn clothes!" Just like before, Miroku was back in his black robe with the purple cloak and wearing his sandals as though nothing strange had gone on.
"Ahem" InuYasha coughed.
"That was pretty neat." Shippo said jumping onto Kagome's shoulder. "I've never seen anything like that before."
"Excuse me!"
"Neither have I, Shippo." I replied thoughtfully. "Most of the magick I know of just concerns healing or meditation. I've never heard of this type of magick where a person's clothing is changed by thought. Perhaps just a different type of magic I guess." Honestly I was a bit worried, I'm not supposed to be able to do these things, nobody is. 'Damn dimensional differences.' I growled to myself closing my eyes, upon opening them I found InuYasha standing in front of me snarling and glaring at me.
"Excuse me Chibi san," The silver haired hanyou begins through clenched fangs, "but could you possibly change me back into my red yukata? Not pink, not a bright orange thing that says I'm property of Zelda Chic04. My red yukata."
"Eh, I guess so, but this pink really brings out that blush in your cheeks when you look at Kagome." I grin wickedly and silently hope that Kagome overheard me. "Okay, InuYasha, I think you'd look best in that red yukata you always wear, day in and day out." I finish my sentence and InuYasha becomes the Hanyou in Red again, grinning like the crazy half human I believe him to be.
"Domo arigato Chibi chan." He says bowing politely.
"Eh, whatever."
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The day drags on and the sun beats down on us weary travelers relentlessly. Around noon Kagome and the rest of the group, minus Shippo fought a small frog demon and recovered a piece of the Shikon no Tama. The fight is rather uneventful, more importantly; I didn't get involved since I'd probably be in the way. I didn't tell myself that-even though I knew it was a fact-InuYasha had taken the liberty to tell me I'd only burden them by trying to fight and to please keep an eye on Shippo. I obeyed, but stuck my tongue out at the retreating hanyou. Trying to keep Shippo entertained was slightly harder than watching my aunt's dog, but not nearly as difficult as watching my friend's children.
I told Shippo the story of Rumplestiltskin. But instead of telling him that the evil elf tried to steal the baby and exploded in the end I told him of how the greedy king had threatened to kill the miller's daughter since she couldn't spin straw into gold after the third time and ignored his child since it was a girl. The ending was very different because the miller's daughter left with Rumplestiltskin and her daughter, the elf even named the baby himself, calling her Abigail, which means Father's Joy. The kitsune seemed to enjoy that story, especially the part about that you can't stop to think about love. I felt that the best part was my story being over at the same time as the battle. This battle also seemed to be relatively easy since nobody was maimed or bloody-save for a small cut above InuYasha's eye thanks to a tree branch.
"Ne, InuYasha, would you like a band-aid for that cut?" Kagome asked in a worried tone of voice.
InuYasha "Fehed" as was expected of him.
I was beginning to wonder if the hanyou and Hiiro Yui had taken acting lessons together, the only difference being replies to questions. Their attitudes were somewhat similar, but one thing that InuYasha had going for him was a sane girl who had a crush on him. Poor Hiiro had Relena. Before I realized what I was doing I started thinking of InuYasha wearing black Lycra shorts with a green tank top tucked into them. When I looked up the only thing missing from the picture was a Gundam and a blank stare. InuYasha was glaring at me again. 'Oh well, at least I didn't think him into a bunny costume' I told myself.
"Well?" I looked up from my spot on the ground to see the amber-eyed, ill-tempered hanyou glaring down at me for the third time today. "Aren't you going to fix this?"
"Can I think about it?" I asked smirking. InuYasha didn't find that very funny so I decided to humor him and think the guy back into his regular clothes.
We walked for the rest of the day until Sango spotted a village in the distance. It was around dinnertime and I could hear InuYasha's stomach growling in a most obvious fashion. Kagome must have heard it too because she gave the hanyou such a glare he winced. Upon reaching the village Miroku spotted the most prosperous looking hut in the place and alerted the owner of an evil aura. Of course the owner was more than happy to allow a monk to exorcise the evil in return for us boarding at his residence. Once settled in Miroku put us all to work putting up the anti-evil scrolls.
"Eh, what do these say?" I asked putting up a piece of paper with strange characters on it. Of course as an American I was lucky to know the kanji for equestrian and that was only because it was tattooed on my shoulder. I wasn't even sure if it really meant equestrian, for all I knew it could mean dog shit.
Miroku shrugged. "Well, that one means 'prosperity and wealth'. The one I'm holding says 'sticky rice'."
My eyes widened and I whispered. "You mean these people can't read and you're tricking them?"
Miroku nodded sheepishly and looked prepared for a tongue-lashing.
"Nice idea."
The rest of the 'anti-evil scrolls were placed through out the building and Miroku and I joined the others for dinner, a dinner that didn't involve ramen. Then we got ready for bed
Okay, I'm going to end it here…for now. Oh and do the shout outs from past reviews. Adrelliehs, Inugirl0621, Dark Angel Pearl, and, of course, Zeld-Chic04. Thank you for reading and reviewing. And I hope you all enjoyed the mental image of Miroku as SailorChibiMoon.
New Chapter Alerts:
I Believe in Love- fourth chapter almost finished
Advice from Big Brother- On hold until I figure out what to do to InuYasha
Everything Right is Wrong Again-Chapter three almost completed
Sango and Miroku's Camping Adventure- I'm stuck, but I promise I'll get inspired soon
And finally Queer Eye For the Hanyou Guy- A new episode is airing tonight (17,Feb 2004) So I should be able to start or maybe finish the Fifth chapter soon just like I said before. Anyone who wants to a cameo, please email me-I'll try my damnest.