K'yra: I'm back! And so is Elijah...wait, it's not Elijah, it's Isaiah
Isaiah: how could you mistake me for that emotionless freak?
K'yra: -- you're twins
Isaiah: oh yea, I forgot that for a moment
K'yra: -- why do I constantly surround myself with idiots and those who aspire to be idiots? What does that say about me?
Isaiah: -----
K'yra: It was a rhetorical question, Isaiah; so don't even think about it
Isaiah: too late. It's saying that you are an----
K'yra: look! Cake!
Isaiah: (instantly like a hyper anime character) where's cake? Where? Where? Where?
K'yra: (points far away)
Isaiah: (runs in the general direction)
K'yra: (for lack of better things to do, chases after him)
Elijah: K'yra does not own the Inu characters-thankfully, for them and us- but she does own Keaira and Xenon, and any characters brought over from the- fortunately-unwritten first part, as well as the voices and any spirits or muses that might pop up. Oh, and Keaira is pronounced Kay-ee-ree-ah, for some odd, strange reason. Thank you.
When the group reached Kaede's house they ushered Keaira in. She had nearly fallen off of Kirara not two miles back, her strength finally starting to give out a bit. Granted she had managed to stay on of her own accord after being initially caught by Miroku-who kept in mind her earlier stated promise of a painful death should he let his hands wander into less receptive territory-but she was still swaying a little more than a sober person should.
"What happened? Who is the girl?" Kaede questioned as she followed Miroku in.
"Her name's Keaira and she's from Kagome's time, or somewhere close to it," Miroku explained.
"She was attacked by a group of mercs and the like who were in the area," Sango added.
"Kami save us. Ye rescued her, then?"
Inuyasha shook his head. "No, she didn't need any rescuing. By the time we got there she was killing off the last of them. But she still needs some medicine for her cuts."
"Of course, of course. Come here, child." Keaira waited for Miroku to sit beside the old woman before she followed, sitting in front of them both. Kagome, who had helped Kaede enough times with the group's injuries, set a bowl of heated water and some cloths next to the miko. She took Shippou into the back room to get some bandages and medicinal herbs.
Kaede and Miroku each took a cloth and began to clean the injured girl up as much as they could. Under all the blood were a great many shallow wounds, the one on her right arm being one of only two seriously deep ones.
When Kagome and Shippou returned the guys were kicked out and Kagome took over Miroku's spot. It did not go unnoticed how the girl not only didn't flinch at all, she didn't even seem to notice that they were touching her.
Outside Miroku sat against the side of the house, cleaning his hands on a fresh piece of cloth. Inuyasha sat beside him, and Shippou was on his other side, as far from the hanyou as he could get.
"Our new friend is fond of pain," Miroku said once his hands were cleaned to his approval. Inuyasha tilted his head to the side to look at him.
"What do you mean?"
"Did you see how she acted when Kaede and I were cleaning her wounds? Her back was perfectly straight, her eyes straight ahead, and not a single flinch or whimper. In fact, when I poured alcohol on the gash in her right arm she smiled a little, almost as though she enjoyed the pain that it brought."
Inuyasha thought a moment. "Yeah, I guess so," he uttered, considering her odd behavior. "Maybe you should talk to her about it?"
Miroku looked at him, surprised. "Me? Why me?"
"She seemed to like you the best so far," Inuyasha said with a shrug. Miroku felt his forehead.
"Are you sure you haven't got fever dreams, Inuyasha? Because the last time I checked I was the only one threatened to a slow and painful death by our little friend."
"And the last time I checked she was waiting for you to do everything before she would relax in there. She wouldn't even go over to Kaede until you sat beside the old hag. Face it, the girl likes you more than us, though I can't even begin to understand why."
"Fine," Miroku muttered. He pouted on the outside, but inside his mind he was looking back over everything that had happened since they had met up with the lady named Keaira. She did in fact seem to be a bit more relaxed beside him then the others, and what Inuyasha had pointed out was true.
Grumbling to himself about how the hanyou of all people could see something about a person that he had missed, he closed his eyes, allowing himself a brief nap while the girls worked to fix up their new ally.
Inside Kaede and Kagome quickly cleaned and bandaged Keaira's wounds. They ended up covering just about all of her upper body in the starch-white cloth, as well as a bit on her legs. When they were done she got up, moving towards the door.
"Where are ye going, child?" Kaede asked in alarm.
Rolling her eyes, the girl said, "Outside." Pausing in the doorway she turned her head slightly, saying, "I won't go far, don't worry." Then she was gone.
"Well, she sure is odd," Sango said. Kagome and Kaede agreed.
"Oi, monk, wake your ass up. I want to talk to you." Miroku opened his eyes to see Keaira kneeling in front of him. Her gaze was so intense he felt like he was the only one in her world at the moment.
"What is it?" he asked, standing then helping her up.
"Hold on," she told him, looking up to the roof. "Inuyasha, if you plan on following us then do it within my sight. It's not safe to trail at the edges of my vision. Or to walk behind me in your close to stalker way."
"Feh, why would I follow you, wench?" he demanded, hanging over the edge of the roof. Keaira just chuckled and started to walk into the forest. Despite his response, Inuyasha did follow, keeping a few steps behind.
Once in the forest, Keaira allowed Miroku to take the lead, as she didn't know much of the area. He led the two to the bone eater's well, walking slowely so that she would not strain her injuries.
Keaira sat lightly on the edge of the well, Miroku sat facing her, and Inuyasha settled nearby.
"Where exactly are we?" she asked when they were seated. "I mean, what kingdom?"
"The Southern kingdom, why?" Miroku asked.
"I'll get to that in a moment. First I suppose I should tell you about myself and why I am here. In my time, which I presume to be very close to, if not exactly, Kagome's, I had a friend. He was from the Sengoku Jidai, and had fallen through a portal to get to nearby my house.
"When I found him he was injured, but not terribly. I took him into my home in spite of-and a bit because of-my parents disapproval, accepting him into my society. After about a week I even got him to go to school with me. He spent a little less than a year in my time, and then the portal that brought him there returned.
"My friend, he became quite close to me, as well as a bit overprotective. He made me promise that I would not go searching for the portal. However, he did not say that, should it return to me, I was not allowed to hop in. In fact, I know he expected me to.
"I know that my friend lives in the Northern kingdom, but that's all. I had a picture of the forest he lived in, but it was lost about a week ago, and I didn't have time to find it again before I found into the portal."
"So you want us to help you find him?" Inuyasha asked. Keaira shook her head, no.
"I do not want to deter you from you quest, whatever it may be. I just need you to point me in the direction of the Northern kingdom. I am perfectly capable of handling myself, and I have had many years practice in tracking. However, I will return here once I have found my friend, so that you know I completed my task."
"Well, we did hear about a shard in the north, so we could accompany you as far as where the shard is, and then you could go on your way," Miroku pointed out. "So long as the others do not have a problem with it, that is."
"About the others," Inuyasha cut in. "Why didn't you want them to hear your story?"
"I was wondering that myself, actually," Miroku agreed. Keaira shrugged, and said, "I've only ever really had one girl friend, so by default I feel a lot more comfortable around guys. Besides, Inuyasha seems to be the leader of the group and the type who wouldn't trust easily, and Miroku I think I actually trust, surprisingly."
"Alright, we'll help you," Inuyasha said grudgingly. "But only as far as the shard, okay?" Miroku grinned and Keaira nodded, her eyes lighting up a bit. She stood, bowing her head.
"Thank you, Inuyasha," she said. "Now I believe we had better be getting back. Judging by Miroku's introduction, they might start to wonder."
Kagome stepped outside, looking around for Keaira. "Where's Keaira? She said she was just going outside; I wonder where could she have gone? And where're Inuyasha and Miroku?"
"Kagome-san, Kaede wants you," Shippou said from the doorway. Shrugging off her thoughts-very few of which were that noble, she had to grudgingly admit-she acknowledged the kitsune and went into the house.
Isaiah: how could you mistake me for that emotionless freak?
K'yra: -- you're twins
Isaiah: oh yea, I forgot that for a moment
K'yra: -- why do I constantly surround myself with idiots and those who aspire to be idiots? What does that say about me?
Isaiah: -----
K'yra: It was a rhetorical question, Isaiah; so don't even think about it
Isaiah: too late. It's saying that you are an----
K'yra: look! Cake!
Isaiah: (instantly like a hyper anime character) where's cake? Where? Where? Where?
K'yra: (points far away)
Isaiah: (runs in the general direction)
K'yra: (for lack of better things to do, chases after him)
Elijah: K'yra does not own the Inu characters-thankfully, for them and us- but she does own Keaira and Xenon, and any characters brought over from the- fortunately-unwritten first part, as well as the voices and any spirits or muses that might pop up. Oh, and Keaira is pronounced Kay-ee-ree-ah, for some odd, strange reason. Thank you.
When the group reached Kaede's house they ushered Keaira in. She had nearly fallen off of Kirara not two miles back, her strength finally starting to give out a bit. Granted she had managed to stay on of her own accord after being initially caught by Miroku-who kept in mind her earlier stated promise of a painful death should he let his hands wander into less receptive territory-but she was still swaying a little more than a sober person should.
"What happened? Who is the girl?" Kaede questioned as she followed Miroku in.
"Her name's Keaira and she's from Kagome's time, or somewhere close to it," Miroku explained.
"She was attacked by a group of mercs and the like who were in the area," Sango added.
"Kami save us. Ye rescued her, then?"
Inuyasha shook his head. "No, she didn't need any rescuing. By the time we got there she was killing off the last of them. But she still needs some medicine for her cuts."
"Of course, of course. Come here, child." Keaira waited for Miroku to sit beside the old woman before she followed, sitting in front of them both. Kagome, who had helped Kaede enough times with the group's injuries, set a bowl of heated water and some cloths next to the miko. She took Shippou into the back room to get some bandages and medicinal herbs.
Kaede and Miroku each took a cloth and began to clean the injured girl up as much as they could. Under all the blood were a great many shallow wounds, the one on her right arm being one of only two seriously deep ones.
When Kagome and Shippou returned the guys were kicked out and Kagome took over Miroku's spot. It did not go unnoticed how the girl not only didn't flinch at all, she didn't even seem to notice that they were touching her.
Outside Miroku sat against the side of the house, cleaning his hands on a fresh piece of cloth. Inuyasha sat beside him, and Shippou was on his other side, as far from the hanyou as he could get.
"Our new friend is fond of pain," Miroku said once his hands were cleaned to his approval. Inuyasha tilted his head to the side to look at him.
"What do you mean?"
"Did you see how she acted when Kaede and I were cleaning her wounds? Her back was perfectly straight, her eyes straight ahead, and not a single flinch or whimper. In fact, when I poured alcohol on the gash in her right arm she smiled a little, almost as though she enjoyed the pain that it brought."
Inuyasha thought a moment. "Yeah, I guess so," he uttered, considering her odd behavior. "Maybe you should talk to her about it?"
Miroku looked at him, surprised. "Me? Why me?"
"She seemed to like you the best so far," Inuyasha said with a shrug. Miroku felt his forehead.
"Are you sure you haven't got fever dreams, Inuyasha? Because the last time I checked I was the only one threatened to a slow and painful death by our little friend."
"And the last time I checked she was waiting for you to do everything before she would relax in there. She wouldn't even go over to Kaede until you sat beside the old hag. Face it, the girl likes you more than us, though I can't even begin to understand why."
"Fine," Miroku muttered. He pouted on the outside, but inside his mind he was looking back over everything that had happened since they had met up with the lady named Keaira. She did in fact seem to be a bit more relaxed beside him then the others, and what Inuyasha had pointed out was true.
Grumbling to himself about how the hanyou of all people could see something about a person that he had missed, he closed his eyes, allowing himself a brief nap while the girls worked to fix up their new ally.
Inside Kaede and Kagome quickly cleaned and bandaged Keaira's wounds. They ended up covering just about all of her upper body in the starch-white cloth, as well as a bit on her legs. When they were done she got up, moving towards the door.
"Where are ye going, child?" Kaede asked in alarm.
Rolling her eyes, the girl said, "Outside." Pausing in the doorway she turned her head slightly, saying, "I won't go far, don't worry." Then she was gone.
"Well, she sure is odd," Sango said. Kagome and Kaede agreed.
"Oi, monk, wake your ass up. I want to talk to you." Miroku opened his eyes to see Keaira kneeling in front of him. Her gaze was so intense he felt like he was the only one in her world at the moment.
"What is it?" he asked, standing then helping her up.
"Hold on," she told him, looking up to the roof. "Inuyasha, if you plan on following us then do it within my sight. It's not safe to trail at the edges of my vision. Or to walk behind me in your close to stalker way."
"Feh, why would I follow you, wench?" he demanded, hanging over the edge of the roof. Keaira just chuckled and started to walk into the forest. Despite his response, Inuyasha did follow, keeping a few steps behind.
Once in the forest, Keaira allowed Miroku to take the lead, as she didn't know much of the area. He led the two to the bone eater's well, walking slowely so that she would not strain her injuries.
Keaira sat lightly on the edge of the well, Miroku sat facing her, and Inuyasha settled nearby.
"Where exactly are we?" she asked when they were seated. "I mean, what kingdom?"
"The Southern kingdom, why?" Miroku asked.
"I'll get to that in a moment. First I suppose I should tell you about myself and why I am here. In my time, which I presume to be very close to, if not exactly, Kagome's, I had a friend. He was from the Sengoku Jidai, and had fallen through a portal to get to nearby my house.
"When I found him he was injured, but not terribly. I took him into my home in spite of-and a bit because of-my parents disapproval, accepting him into my society. After about a week I even got him to go to school with me. He spent a little less than a year in my time, and then the portal that brought him there returned.
"My friend, he became quite close to me, as well as a bit overprotective. He made me promise that I would not go searching for the portal. However, he did not say that, should it return to me, I was not allowed to hop in. In fact, I know he expected me to.
"I know that my friend lives in the Northern kingdom, but that's all. I had a picture of the forest he lived in, but it was lost about a week ago, and I didn't have time to find it again before I found into the portal."
"So you want us to help you find him?" Inuyasha asked. Keaira shook her head, no.
"I do not want to deter you from you quest, whatever it may be. I just need you to point me in the direction of the Northern kingdom. I am perfectly capable of handling myself, and I have had many years practice in tracking. However, I will return here once I have found my friend, so that you know I completed my task."
"Well, we did hear about a shard in the north, so we could accompany you as far as where the shard is, and then you could go on your way," Miroku pointed out. "So long as the others do not have a problem with it, that is."
"About the others," Inuyasha cut in. "Why didn't you want them to hear your story?"
"I was wondering that myself, actually," Miroku agreed. Keaira shrugged, and said, "I've only ever really had one girl friend, so by default I feel a lot more comfortable around guys. Besides, Inuyasha seems to be the leader of the group and the type who wouldn't trust easily, and Miroku I think I actually trust, surprisingly."
"Alright, we'll help you," Inuyasha said grudgingly. "But only as far as the shard, okay?" Miroku grinned and Keaira nodded, her eyes lighting up a bit. She stood, bowing her head.
"Thank you, Inuyasha," she said. "Now I believe we had better be getting back. Judging by Miroku's introduction, they might start to wonder."
Kagome stepped outside, looking around for Keaira. "Where's Keaira? She said she was just going outside; I wonder where could she have gone? And where're Inuyasha and Miroku?"
"Kagome-san, Kaede wants you," Shippou said from the doorway. Shrugging off her thoughts-very few of which were that noble, she had to grudgingly admit-she acknowledged the kitsune and went into the house.