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Caleb. He's his own annoying person. Unfortunately.
"Hey, Sango?" Kagome asked, hoping to have some much needed questions answered, even though she knew that her friend probably didn't know the answers.
"Yes Kagome?"
"Why did InuYasha pick her over me?"
Sango looked at her friend with concern. She knew that the miko had been sad about the situation with Inuyasha, but had never shown it. Kagome was a strong young woman, and Sango knew this. But, even as strong as Kagome was, having Inuyasha parade around with his new lover was starting to make her depressed.
"I can't say as to that I know the answer to that question, Kagome."
Kagome sighed deeply. "I didn't expect you to know, Sango. I just, I don't know. I've been thinking about this for the past couple of days, and I'm thinking that it would be better for me to pull away from our group. I mean, with Kikyou always hanging around, and Inuyasha always paying attention to her, all I have is you and Miroku. When Shippo died last year, I didn't know what I would do. And now that I can't go home-"
Sango stooped her from saying anything further by giving her a large hug. She knew how deeply saddened Kagome had been through all of the events that had been taking place lately. Yes, Naraku had been defeated, and the Jewel of Four Souls was once again whole, but with those two accomplishments, came a few disasters. One, the Jewel disappeared. Second, the well closed up. And third, Kagome's adopted kit Shippo had died in the final battle against Naraku.
Kagome took Sango out of her thoughts of the past when she started to cry. She cried so hard that tears fell to the ground.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a tall boy appeared. He had dark hair, and looked around with a the-world-sucks-but-who-cares-everyone-should-die look on his face. Seeing them, he sort of looked surprised.
"Who are you?" he demanded.
"K—Kagome and Sango," answered Kagome. She seemed afraid; he glared down at her, his hair falling in his face.
"Who are you?" demanded Sango.
"Caleb. Hey—am I speaking in Japanese?"
"Yes."
"Huh." I should tell Magena and Monica. "Where the hell am I?"
"In an Inuyasha fan fiction."
"Damn. I should be in bed! Sleeping! Not in Japan! –Hey, I can train to be an assassin who kills people for money while I'm here—I was going to do that, anyway."
"What the hell are you talking about? Are you from 2000?" demanded Kagome, forgetting her fear of this 'Caleb' person for the time being.
"Yeah. Hey, did you see Kill Bill 2 before you got stuck here?"
"Umm... Japan. Not America. Baka."
He turned to Sango. "I think Japanese women are hot."
Sango stared at him. The look of shock/horror she was giving him didn't really seem to affect him.
"Get away from my woman, lecher!" Miroku ran towards them, his staff raised high. He walloped the strange American boy with his staff, putting all his strength behind the blow.
Did Miroku just call someone ELSE a lecher? Thought Kagome.
Sango spun around. The resounding CRACK as she slapped the crap out of the womanizing monk was quite gratifying. "I am not your woman, you pervert!" She didn't like it that she appeared to be defending the weird boy, but still, given the choice, Miroku really needed to have his ego—among other things—taken down a peg or six.
Miroku stood and brushed himself off, ignoring Sango's verbally continued opinion of him. He glanced at the boy, who was regarding him with a blank look. He didn't seem to be in any pain. Walking over, he poked him briskly with his staff. The boy raised an eyebrow, then... laughed.
(A/N from Monica: Caleb always kinda looks at me and laughs when I try and sock him. It's really irritating.)
Sango broke off her tirade to stare at him. "What are you laughing at?" she snapped, pissed at him. She stalked over. "Well?"
He stopped laughing to look down at her. "Nothing." he shrugged.
Kagome cleared her throat tentatively. "Umm... Caleb?"
"Huh?" he asked, turning to glare at her.
She shrank back a little. "Erm... How did you get here?"
"How the hell am I supposed to know, wench? I was just going to go online and look at pictures of hot anime chicks over the internet, and BAM! Here I am in fucking feudal Japan. So just leave me the hell alone!" He paused. "After you show me where I can become an assassin."
A large anime sweat drop appeared over her head. (However, because it's anime, no one noticed. It's just there for effect.)
"Hey, you can't talk to her like that!" Miroku had recovered from Sango's expression of how she felt towards the houshi.
He started forward, but tripped on his robes. His head hit the ground hard. Large swirls appeared on his face where his eyes were supposed to be, signifying that he was unconscious.
Kagome made that funny sqealing noise that I've never been able to imitate—or stand—and rushed to help him. She pulled him away from the others and fussed over him, cooing oddly.
(A/N Magena: You don't have to make her so flaky.)
(A/N Monica: What? I really can't imitate or tolerate that weird noise she makes.)
Caleb stepped forward toward Sango while Kagome and the knocked-out Miroku were occupied. "Are you two...together?" he asked, jerking his head at the unconscious monk.
"Say yes, Sango...my love..." whispered Miroku, having just woken up.
"Quiet, you stupid womanizing perverted lecher!" she snapped.
"Um...is that a no?" asked Caleb, just to make sure.
"Yes. I mean, no! I mean—you know what I mean. I am not—with him!"
"Okay. Because I think you're a real chick."
Sango squeaked as he took her hand in his own. She pressed her eyes tightly shut for a second, pulling herself together. Suddenly leaping away, she pulled out the huge boomerang on her back.
"Hiraikotsu!" she yelled and threw it at him.
"Her what? Hey—" It hit him full force, knocking him off his feet. The amorous—and creepy American Japanese-speaking boy was thrown through the air. He didn't scream, which surprised Sango.
"I am not 'chick' I am human, baka!" she fumed.
When he finally hit the ground, he stood, shook himself off, then looked at her for a second before saying, "Ow," and shrugging. He walked back. The boy was eyeing her with a new respect when he said, "You're worse than that chick from the tournament."
Sango studied him suspiciously and raised Hiraikotsu threateningly.
"Cool it, chick," he said, holding up his hands and shrugging.
Sango's eyes flashed dangerously. "I am not chick. Chick is a bird. I am Sango," she said slowly, as though to a young child. An annoying/scary/creepy/very tall child.
"HEY!!! Who the hell are you?!" screamed Inuyasha as he burst into the clearing, Kikyou on his back.
Inuyasha landed, and as Kikyou got off, he stood up to look at the creepy American. "Well, answer my question!"
Caleb simply turned and looked at the newcomer. "Well, well. Who are YOU? I'm Caleb..., if you'd really like to know," a pause. "Oh shit! If I'm going to become an assassin someday, I can't tell people my name!"
Inuyasha looked at the weird boy (now Caleb) with a little confusion. "What are you doing here... Caleb?"
"That's exactly what I'd like to know. I mean, one minute, I'm in 2004, and the next, I'm in feudal Japan. I already told my story to the freaks over there," he gestured to Kagome (still treating Miroku's wounds), Miroku (still pretending to be hurt), and Sango (still mad that Caleb called her a "chick").
"Lemme... at 'im... " Miroku muttered dazedly.
"Who's the woozy dude, anyway?" asked Caleb, glancing over at the monk.
"What's a 'dude'?" asked Inuyasha.
"Elephant butt-hair," replied Sango in a choked manner, trying to suppress her laughter.
"Well, that's the dictionary version, but what "dude" means in my time is, uhh... a person. Ya, that's it," Caleb explained with difficulty. "It's sorta like... er... friend. Or a er... greeting."
"What's wrong with hello?" questioned Sango. "At least then everyone knows what you're talking about."
Miroku finally staggered to his feet. "Woman-stealing..." he muttered, heading for the boy. He leaned heavily on his staff, the golden rings chinking softly. "Baka..." he finished, stopping in front of him.
Caleb raised an eyebrow at him. "Umm... are you gonna like, hit me, or something?"
"Hold still," said the monk. His speech was slurred and hard to understand. He tried to swing at Caleb, but missed. Overbalancing without his staff, the monk started to fall. He landed heavily against the boy, surprising both of them.
"Hey—get offa me!" snapped Caleb. He pushed at Miroku, sending the monk sprawling on the ground. He stood slowly, and some of his dizziness seemed to fade as he faced the boy again.
He uncovered his right hand, pulling the beads away. "Wind Tu—oh, who gives a shit. Why do I even say that out loud? It only lets people know what I'm about to do, anyway." The monk shrugged. His eyes were unfocused, and his eyes weren't dilating normally; he looked like he had a concussion from when he hit his head.
Sango clapped her hand against her forehead as a large anime sweat drop appeared and descended over her head. "Uurrgh." She moaned softly. "Why does he have to be such an idgit?"
"Hey, I'm not an idgit!" said Miroku, hurt. He spun around to face her—and tripped. Again. And hit his head. Again. Even harder. Kagome made that funny squealing noise—again—and rushed to help him. And cooed.
"Hey weirdo! C'mere!" Caleb yelled, referring to InuYasha.
"What, me?" he asked.
"Yeah, you with the ears!"
InuYasha looked at him suspiciously. "Why?......" he asked slowly, eyeing him.
"Just c'mere for a minute."
InuYasha inched very slowly in Caleb's direction until they were less than a foot apart. "What do you want, you weird boy?" he asked warily, loosing Tetsusaiga slightly from its sheath.
Ignoring the insult, he asked, "That chick over there, the one with the boomerang, is she with that monk?"
"The last time I checked?" asked InuYasha. "Hmmm.... Yea...no. No, definitely not."
"Okay, what about those two chicks that look alike?" he asked.
"It's kind of complicated with those two. So...no."
"I'm just not going to ask what their problem is," said Caleb.
"Good plan," agreed InuYasha. He seemed to get along with this Caleb person.
"Hey, do you want to see a really cool pressure point?" Caleb asked enthusiastically.
"Sure."
"Hey! Remember me?! Kikyou!" Kikyou is then burned to a crisp by Dilandau from Escaflowne, who just kind of appeared for that moment. "Burn, BURN!"
A random school janitor walks by and sweeps up Kikyou's remains, shaking his head as he dumps them in a garbage can, and continues walking by.
A beam of light struck the crazy anime character, who didn't seem to realize that he was in the wrong show until then. When he saw it, he said, "Oh... sorry—wrong show... I didn't fry anyone important in this one, did I?" he asked apologetically.
"Nah, I'm after the chick over there," said Caleb.
"Hey—but—Kikyou was my girlfriend!" screamed Inuyasha.
The beam of light faded, and Dilandau was there no more.
Another, differently colored beam of light then struck the ground, and when it dissipated, a young man with an extremely bad hairdo was left standing there.
"Hey, did some fire-obsessed freak pass by here, and if he did, where did he go?" the weird boy asked.
Caleb replied, "Yeah, he passed by here not too long ago."
"Well, where did he go?"
Inuyasha, still in shock that his girlfriend was no more, simply looked up, indicating that there was where the other beam of light had disappeared to.
Bad hairdo boy looked up as well, then curse saying, "Damn it! Hitomi, we missed him! Now up, UP!"
Yet again, the light struck this odd character, also disappearing into the sky.
Caleb and Inuyasha sweat dropped. "Well, I guess that leaves the chick with the monk, and the other one who keeps making those weird noises whenever the houshi gets hurt. Say, are they BOTH with the monk?"
The girls, only catching that part of the conversation stomp over and both slap Caleb on each side of his face. Simultaneously, they stomped off and screamed, "ONLY IN HIS WILDEST DREAMS!!! MEN!"
"What men?" muttered Sango.
End Chapter Okay, if you guys want us to update this one, it will take a while. It took us a long time just to write one lousy chapter. Now, we have some adventures planned for our good friend Caleb, but if you good people want him to leave, we can just have a very random fic without him. Its all up to you!
"Hey, Sango?" Kagome asked, hoping to have some much needed questions answered, even though she knew that her friend probably didn't know the answers.
"Yes Kagome?"
"Why did InuYasha pick her over me?"
Sango looked at her friend with concern. She knew that the miko had been sad about the situation with Inuyasha, but had never shown it. Kagome was a strong young woman, and Sango knew this. But, even as strong as Kagome was, having Inuyasha parade around with his new lover was starting to make her depressed.
"I can't say as to that I know the answer to that question, Kagome."
Kagome sighed deeply. "I didn't expect you to know, Sango. I just, I don't know. I've been thinking about this for the past couple of days, and I'm thinking that it would be better for me to pull away from our group. I mean, with Kikyou always hanging around, and Inuyasha always paying attention to her, all I have is you and Miroku. When Shippo died last year, I didn't know what I would do. And now that I can't go home-"
Sango stooped her from saying anything further by giving her a large hug. She knew how deeply saddened Kagome had been through all of the events that had been taking place lately. Yes, Naraku had been defeated, and the Jewel of Four Souls was once again whole, but with those two accomplishments, came a few disasters. One, the Jewel disappeared. Second, the well closed up. And third, Kagome's adopted kit Shippo had died in the final battle against Naraku.
Kagome took Sango out of her thoughts of the past when she started to cry. She cried so hard that tears fell to the ground.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a tall boy appeared. He had dark hair, and looked around with a the-world-sucks-but-who-cares-everyone-should-die look on his face. Seeing them, he sort of looked surprised.
"Who are you?" he demanded.
"K—Kagome and Sango," answered Kagome. She seemed afraid; he glared down at her, his hair falling in his face.
"Who are you?" demanded Sango.
"Caleb. Hey—am I speaking in Japanese?"
"Yes."
"Huh." I should tell Magena and Monica. "Where the hell am I?"
"In an Inuyasha fan fiction."
"Damn. I should be in bed! Sleeping! Not in Japan! –Hey, I can train to be an assassin who kills people for money while I'm here—I was going to do that, anyway."
"What the hell are you talking about? Are you from 2000?" demanded Kagome, forgetting her fear of this 'Caleb' person for the time being.
"Yeah. Hey, did you see Kill Bill 2 before you got stuck here?"
"Umm... Japan. Not America. Baka."
He turned to Sango. "I think Japanese women are hot."
Sango stared at him. The look of shock/horror she was giving him didn't really seem to affect him.
"Get away from my woman, lecher!" Miroku ran towards them, his staff raised high. He walloped the strange American boy with his staff, putting all his strength behind the blow.
Did Miroku just call someone ELSE a lecher? Thought Kagome.
Sango spun around. The resounding CRACK as she slapped the crap out of the womanizing monk was quite gratifying. "I am not your woman, you pervert!" She didn't like it that she appeared to be defending the weird boy, but still, given the choice, Miroku really needed to have his ego—among other things—taken down a peg or six.
Miroku stood and brushed himself off, ignoring Sango's verbally continued opinion of him. He glanced at the boy, who was regarding him with a blank look. He didn't seem to be in any pain. Walking over, he poked him briskly with his staff. The boy raised an eyebrow, then... laughed.
(A/N from Monica: Caleb always kinda looks at me and laughs when I try and sock him. It's really irritating.)
Sango broke off her tirade to stare at him. "What are you laughing at?" she snapped, pissed at him. She stalked over. "Well?"
He stopped laughing to look down at her. "Nothing." he shrugged.
Kagome cleared her throat tentatively. "Umm... Caleb?"
"Huh?" he asked, turning to glare at her.
She shrank back a little. "Erm... How did you get here?"
"How the hell am I supposed to know, wench? I was just going to go online and look at pictures of hot anime chicks over the internet, and BAM! Here I am in fucking feudal Japan. So just leave me the hell alone!" He paused. "After you show me where I can become an assassin."
A large anime sweat drop appeared over her head. (However, because it's anime, no one noticed. It's just there for effect.)
"Hey, you can't talk to her like that!" Miroku had recovered from Sango's expression of how she felt towards the houshi.
He started forward, but tripped on his robes. His head hit the ground hard. Large swirls appeared on his face where his eyes were supposed to be, signifying that he was unconscious.
Kagome made that funny sqealing noise that I've never been able to imitate—or stand—and rushed to help him. She pulled him away from the others and fussed over him, cooing oddly.
(A/N Magena: You don't have to make her so flaky.)
(A/N Monica: What? I really can't imitate or tolerate that weird noise she makes.)
Caleb stepped forward toward Sango while Kagome and the knocked-out Miroku were occupied. "Are you two...together?" he asked, jerking his head at the unconscious monk.
"Say yes, Sango...my love..." whispered Miroku, having just woken up.
"Quiet, you stupid womanizing perverted lecher!" she snapped.
"Um...is that a no?" asked Caleb, just to make sure.
"Yes. I mean, no! I mean—you know what I mean. I am not—with him!"
"Okay. Because I think you're a real chick."
Sango squeaked as he took her hand in his own. She pressed her eyes tightly shut for a second, pulling herself together. Suddenly leaping away, she pulled out the huge boomerang on her back.
"Hiraikotsu!" she yelled and threw it at him.
"Her what? Hey—" It hit him full force, knocking him off his feet. The amorous—and creepy American Japanese-speaking boy was thrown through the air. He didn't scream, which surprised Sango.
"I am not 'chick' I am human, baka!" she fumed.
When he finally hit the ground, he stood, shook himself off, then looked at her for a second before saying, "Ow," and shrugging. He walked back. The boy was eyeing her with a new respect when he said, "You're worse than that chick from the tournament."
Sango studied him suspiciously and raised Hiraikotsu threateningly.
"Cool it, chick," he said, holding up his hands and shrugging.
Sango's eyes flashed dangerously. "I am not chick. Chick is a bird. I am Sango," she said slowly, as though to a young child. An annoying/scary/creepy/very tall child.
"HEY!!! Who the hell are you?!" screamed Inuyasha as he burst into the clearing, Kikyou on his back.
Inuyasha landed, and as Kikyou got off, he stood up to look at the creepy American. "Well, answer my question!"
Caleb simply turned and looked at the newcomer. "Well, well. Who are YOU? I'm Caleb..., if you'd really like to know," a pause. "Oh shit! If I'm going to become an assassin someday, I can't tell people my name!"
Inuyasha looked at the weird boy (now Caleb) with a little confusion. "What are you doing here... Caleb?"
"That's exactly what I'd like to know. I mean, one minute, I'm in 2004, and the next, I'm in feudal Japan. I already told my story to the freaks over there," he gestured to Kagome (still treating Miroku's wounds), Miroku (still pretending to be hurt), and Sango (still mad that Caleb called her a "chick").
"Lemme... at 'im... " Miroku muttered dazedly.
"Who's the woozy dude, anyway?" asked Caleb, glancing over at the monk.
"What's a 'dude'?" asked Inuyasha.
"Elephant butt-hair," replied Sango in a choked manner, trying to suppress her laughter.
"Well, that's the dictionary version, but what "dude" means in my time is, uhh... a person. Ya, that's it," Caleb explained with difficulty. "It's sorta like... er... friend. Or a er... greeting."
"What's wrong with hello?" questioned Sango. "At least then everyone knows what you're talking about."
Miroku finally staggered to his feet. "Woman-stealing..." he muttered, heading for the boy. He leaned heavily on his staff, the golden rings chinking softly. "Baka..." he finished, stopping in front of him.
Caleb raised an eyebrow at him. "Umm... are you gonna like, hit me, or something?"
"Hold still," said the monk. His speech was slurred and hard to understand. He tried to swing at Caleb, but missed. Overbalancing without his staff, the monk started to fall. He landed heavily against the boy, surprising both of them.
"Hey—get offa me!" snapped Caleb. He pushed at Miroku, sending the monk sprawling on the ground. He stood slowly, and some of his dizziness seemed to fade as he faced the boy again.
He uncovered his right hand, pulling the beads away. "Wind Tu—oh, who gives a shit. Why do I even say that out loud? It only lets people know what I'm about to do, anyway." The monk shrugged. His eyes were unfocused, and his eyes weren't dilating normally; he looked like he had a concussion from when he hit his head.
Sango clapped her hand against her forehead as a large anime sweat drop appeared and descended over her head. "Uurrgh." She moaned softly. "Why does he have to be such an idgit?"
"Hey, I'm not an idgit!" said Miroku, hurt. He spun around to face her—and tripped. Again. And hit his head. Again. Even harder. Kagome made that funny squealing noise—again—and rushed to help him. And cooed.
"Hey weirdo! C'mere!" Caleb yelled, referring to InuYasha.
"What, me?" he asked.
"Yeah, you with the ears!"
InuYasha looked at him suspiciously. "Why?......" he asked slowly, eyeing him.
"Just c'mere for a minute."
InuYasha inched very slowly in Caleb's direction until they were less than a foot apart. "What do you want, you weird boy?" he asked warily, loosing Tetsusaiga slightly from its sheath.
Ignoring the insult, he asked, "That chick over there, the one with the boomerang, is she with that monk?"
"The last time I checked?" asked InuYasha. "Hmmm.... Yea...no. No, definitely not."
"Okay, what about those two chicks that look alike?" he asked.
"It's kind of complicated with those two. So...no."
"I'm just not going to ask what their problem is," said Caleb.
"Good plan," agreed InuYasha. He seemed to get along with this Caleb person.
"Hey, do you want to see a really cool pressure point?" Caleb asked enthusiastically.
"Sure."
"Hey! Remember me?! Kikyou!" Kikyou is then burned to a crisp by Dilandau from Escaflowne, who just kind of appeared for that moment. "Burn, BURN!"
A random school janitor walks by and sweeps up Kikyou's remains, shaking his head as he dumps them in a garbage can, and continues walking by.
A beam of light struck the crazy anime character, who didn't seem to realize that he was in the wrong show until then. When he saw it, he said, "Oh... sorry—wrong show... I didn't fry anyone important in this one, did I?" he asked apologetically.
"Nah, I'm after the chick over there," said Caleb.
"Hey—but—Kikyou was my girlfriend!" screamed Inuyasha.
The beam of light faded, and Dilandau was there no more.
Another, differently colored beam of light then struck the ground, and when it dissipated, a young man with an extremely bad hairdo was left standing there.
"Hey, did some fire-obsessed freak pass by here, and if he did, where did he go?" the weird boy asked.
Caleb replied, "Yeah, he passed by here not too long ago."
"Well, where did he go?"
Inuyasha, still in shock that his girlfriend was no more, simply looked up, indicating that there was where the other beam of light had disappeared to.
Bad hairdo boy looked up as well, then curse saying, "Damn it! Hitomi, we missed him! Now up, UP!"
Yet again, the light struck this odd character, also disappearing into the sky.
Caleb and Inuyasha sweat dropped. "Well, I guess that leaves the chick with the monk, and the other one who keeps making those weird noises whenever the houshi gets hurt. Say, are they BOTH with the monk?"
The girls, only catching that part of the conversation stomp over and both slap Caleb on each side of his face. Simultaneously, they stomped off and screamed, "ONLY IN HIS WILDEST DREAMS!!! MEN!"
"What men?" muttered Sango.
End Chapter Okay, if you guys want us to update this one, it will take a while. It took us a long time just to write one lousy chapter. Now, we have some adventures planned for our good friend Caleb, but if you good people want him to leave, we can just have a very random fic without him. Its all up to you!