INUYASHA VERSION OF THE RING
~*~Chapter Six: ~*~
~Disclaimer: I am not even going to SAY the disclaimer! I already feel bad enough that I can't own anything InuYasha-like in my possession, excluding that InuYasha volume! WAAAA!!! *sniff, sniff* On with the––the. . .*sniff*. . .story. . .WAAA!!! I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!!! ^^~
Kagome stepped inside the window with InuYasha and looked at the rubble. Right in the middle of the room, was Sango's, once standing, bed. Sango's bedroom was a perfectly square room, along with a designer dresser in one corner, a TV in the other. The closet lay aside by the door-way, and there were several chairs with cushions and beanbags scattered along the walls. It was brightly lit with a purple lava lamp (A/N: Hint, hint. *winks* ^^) and the ceiling light, along with the sun and the moon, when they shone brightly through the window-pane. "Okay. SOMEBODY tell me what just happened here!" Sango walked over to Kagome, put an arm around her shoulder, and said, "To make a short story even shorter, Shippou and Miroku demolished my bed here." "You know, I would make them sit here and just kill them. Whaddya think? Oh, sorry, InuYasha! I didn't mean to give you the 'sit' treatment! Oops, sorry again!" InuYasha did a face-plant onto the carpet, twice, dust gathering in his nose. Rubbing it, he mumbled, "Yeah, yeah, whatever." InuYasha playfully pushed the Miko, who, in turn, fell into his lap. She blushed a bright crimson for quite a while, even after they were leaving the room. "C'mon, Kagome! Stop blushing so much!" Kagome looked at the Hanyou, who was blushing too. "Well, look who's talking! I never knew you could blush!" InuYasha's face flushed and he clapped a hand to the startled Miko's mouth.
"Hey, Kagome. . .what was that plan of yours again, about killing Miroku and Shippou for ruining my bed?" Sango asked, giving the two victims a sly look. They were starting to feel themselves shrinking as they could only wait for Sango's wrath of anger.
::Day Three::
"MIROKU! PLEASE!! C'MON! YOU SAID YOURSELF THAT YOU'D HELP US FIND A WAY TO SAVE OURSELVES!!" An angry and sad Tajiya screeched in a poor, unsuspecting monk's ear. The monk winced as he rubbed his ear, which still continued to ring from the unexpected shriek. "Calm yourself, koibito. I have been trying to figure out this thing. I, too, along with InuYasha, have to only wait for the unpleasant predicament that could bestow on us if we do not find a way, so, don't fret. You and Lady Kagome aren't the only ones in this game of Death." The Tajiya looked sorrowfully at the monk who she had fallen for. She too, knew that he only could await his horrifying death of a mercy-less little girl, bearing the name Sadako. She just had chills flowing down her spine, causing her to shiver relentlessly. "Yeah, I know," Sango paused. "sorry. I just––"
Miroku looked over at Sango, awaiting to hear her finish what she was commenting on, but it never came. He shrugged it off.
Kirara awoke from her slumber and crawled into her long-time companion, nipping her fingers. Sango teased Kirara and kept pulling her finger away every time Kirara clamped her tiny teeth down, rubbing the neko-youkai's chin, who, in turn, purred cheerfully.
It made Miroku very happy to see Sango happy. He knew very well that she was definitely not always happy all the time, since her parents died long ago, tragically; her mother, dying while giving birth to young Kohaku; her father, murdered. That was one of the things that just gave him the urge to stay alive, even LONGER, to live with her. He knew that might not be for quite a while, but it still made him quite excited, just thinking about it. Maybe, some day, they would live together, and have a big family, and all, but, would Sango really WANT to have a huge family? Miroku felt he would, but what he thought did not matter, at least, that's how he felt, because everything that Sango thinks or feels is to come before his.
"Miroku-Sama? What are you thinking about? That look in your eyes. . .it's different than it usually looks when you think. . .are you feeling all right? Do you want me to get you anything? Anything you want. I don't mind."
Miroku looked up at the beautiful girl. Her bangs fell before her face, rounding her cheeks so perfectly. . .those amber-brown eyes that shine like the sun. . .that perfect body. . .Miroku felt lost as he gazed at her.
"Miroku? I'm sorry. . .did you hear me? Miroku?"
Miroku snapped from his day-dream, and looked up at her face.
"No, that's all right, Sango-Chan. Thank you."
Sango cocked her head, raising an eyebrow, then smiled, saying simply, "Okay, then. If that's what you want, that's what you want." As she started to walk off, from the brightly lit, cheerful bedroom, into the cold, dark hallway, she turned her head slightly, giving the faintest seducing smile to the handsome houshi. He returned the same seducing smile, and saw her hair whip around the door-frame, disappearing from sight.
::Later That Night. . .::
InuYasha and Shippou decided to stay for the night, again, for the second time. But of course, their Tajiya friend didn't mind. She enjoyed the company, especially talking non-stop with the bubbly Miko, Kagome. Miroku just couldn't seem to find the reason why girls like talking so much. . .but as long as Sango was happy. . .He sighed faintly, his eyes drooping more and more as the hours passed without any warning. Not realizing it, he drifted into a soothing sleep. . .his head, resting ever so gently on his shoulder; his mouth, partly open with every breath he took, exhaling every time; his hair, untidy and unkempt, fell over his eyes. Normally, he keeps his hair up in that neat, small pony-tail, but of course, once in a while, Sango would see his hair, flowing loosely. It had that beautiful shine in it.
Sango glanced over sub-consciously at the sleeping houshi and noticed the time. It was way past midnight, and she left her poor houshi there, sitting in that corner, listening––most likely bored––of their non-chalant conversation about school. How they hated it so!
Secretly, she crawled her way over to him, pausing every few seconds, finally reaching him. As she rested her head against the wall, her hand raised itself to Miroku's hair, stroking it, and playing with it, twiddling a finger in the strands of the silky hair. (A/N: Personally, I think Miroku is sexy with his hair down and loose. MAJOR KAWAII! -^o^-)
Miroku felt the heaviness on his eyes rise as he started to wake up. His eyes fluttered, the lashes batting. Through them, he could see a recognizable figure kneeling beside him, stroking his hair through their delicate fingers. He closed one eye, but the other remained open peeking–– unbeknownst through velvet-like eyelids––at Sango.
Even IF Sango was aware that she was being watched from a playful eye, she would not care. She was enjoying playing with the gorgeous hair that shined so brightly.
"Sango-Chan, I'm hittin' the sack. Ya want me to bring a cot in here or just sleep in a different room?" Kagome yawned, stretching her arms out widely.
Sango looked over at her friend, who could just fall asleep right there, even standing up. "Sleep in here. I'll help bring the. . .cot. . ." Sango started to yawn too. She stood up slowly, her knees almost buckling, and scuffled over to Kagome, the two walking out sleepily together.
InuYasha looked over at Miroku, who was still pretending to be asleep. He wasn't aware that the two girls were already out and InuYasha was the only one in there, beside the resting neko-youkai and kitsune, nestled together. "Mir, let's go to the other room. You look bushed, but like I care. . .but I know how the girls will yell at us if we don't leave. Remember the last time when you convinced me to go spy on them when they were in the hot springs?"
Miroku smiled at the old memory. . .like it was yesterday. . .
::Flashback::
"Houshi-Sama, InuYasha? Kagome and I are going to the hot springs. Do not follow us or else. I am bringing my Hiraikotsu along as well. Keep your eyes closed and stay here. That goes especially to YOU." The slim, tall Tajiya girl looked from InuYasha, to the lecherous monk, Miroku, who was grinning from ear to ear. A small halo appeared above his head as he promised not to. Sango, suspicious of his suspicious being, cocked an eyebrow and, turning on her bare heel, walked off, pulling the towel closer to her breast, tying it firmly so wandering eyes couldn't fall upon it, like a certain monk. . .
Kagome came up from the bushes, a towel and InuYasha's red kimono wrapped around her, sprinting after Sango who had already left for her nightly bathe in the hot springs.
"InuYasha. . .I've been thinking. . .No, don't even say anything. Just listen to me," Miroku stated, raising a hand to hush the Hanyou. "Why don't we just. . .follow the girls. . .just to make sure that, uh, BANDITS or, uh, YOUKAIS or some sort, don't sneak up on them, when the girls aren't, well, prepared for anything like that? Are you in or are you in?" "Hmmph, I don't really have much a choice. . .feh. Fine, let's."
Miroku smiled at his victory, and led the snooping Hanyou down to the hot springs.
The monk held a finger to his lips as they reached a green, lusty clearing with small, sprouting foliage. InuYasha forced Miroku's head down as Sango looked over towards them, but, seeing that nobody happened to be there, when there really were two interested guys, uncloaked herself from her towel, and slipped quickly into the hot, relaxing water.
Kagome and Sango sighed in relaxation, only to dart back up as there was a rustle in the bushes. A familiar silver-white dog ear popped out from behind a tree branch. The clattering of beads on a necklace filled their ears, which was joined with two growls as they walked over, pounding on them furiously, humongous bumps forming on each of the heads of Miroku and InuYasha.
Miroku and InuYasha dropped to the ground, shielding their heads and necks as the two girls violently smacked and pounded them. Eventually, Sango's fist caused Miroku to faint. InuYasha followed Miroku afterwards as he, too, fainted from Kagome's fist's wrath.
Sango and Kagome crawled back in the water, putting their hands behind their heads, taking in each sweet, luscious breath of the nature's air. Succulent flower bulbs poked from ivy vines and stalks; birds flew to their nests for the night, providing shelter for their young; the crescent moon, rising behind the leaves on the maple trees, shone a dull, yet magnificent, yellow, as it came to its place in the sky, looking as if it were resting on some cloud formations; coyotes howled to the moon's presence, heeding their young to the dens, the same with the parent kitsunes, who hid in the shadows, keeping themselves from view of the two girls, who in fact, were enjoying this.
Reluctantly, they stepped from the water, onto the dew-covered grass, draping two now-drenched towels over their shoulders and waists. Securing the towels safely, each picked their man by his collar of his robe, and dragged them back to the campsite, tying them "safely" to two perfectly hand-chosen oak trees. An owl hooted in the darkness. The campsite had trees circling around it, forming a clearing. Where the fire was, dirt lay below it, stones stacked about an inch high around it. New grass stalks were growing from the ground, serving as beds for the group. The had dainty little buttercups growing there and there.
The Miko and the Tajiya girls dressed appropriately for their nightly slumber, and lay on the grass, staring into the fire, gazing at it, lost in its mysterious beauty.
The day after that, Miroku and InuYasha awoke, only to find themselves tied up. They pleaded to be untied as they were being "deserted". Finally, their pleads were "awarded" as each was untied from each girl. Doing this, both jumped up and apologized for spying on them last night, but were left standing there as Sango pulled Hiraikotsu over her shoulder, walking away with Kagome, who pulled the strap of the arrows case over her shoulder, and they walked up the mountains, towards the sunrise as the monk and Hanyou ran and ran after them.
::End of Flashback::
Miroku chuckled, standing up, brushing his hair with only his fingers. He and InuYasha walked out the room as the girls walked in, carrying not one, but two cots, knowing Sango's was no longer going to be used. Sango helped Kagome place her cot down and they stepped into bed, pulling the covers over them, each saying goodnight to each other.
Through the wall, Miroku and InuYasha swooned to Sango and Kagome, "Goodnight. . .my koibito. . ."
~*~*~*~*~
~Apologies for the delay of the posting for this chapter! I hurried as fast as I could. Gomen nasai! Gomen nasai, gomen nasai, gomen nasai!! Deepest apologies for not posting sooner!! Well, I hope you liked this chapter, and I hope you please review! It would be nice. ^-^ Anyways, hope you liked! Ja ne, minna-san!!
+InuYashaBishi334+
_____Japanese Terms_____
Koibito- Lover, Boyfriend, Girlfriend
Gomen nasai-I am sorry/Pardon me!!
_____Japanese Terms_____
~*~Chapter Six: ~*~
~Disclaimer: I am not even going to SAY the disclaimer! I already feel bad enough that I can't own anything InuYasha-like in my possession, excluding that InuYasha volume! WAAAA!!! *sniff, sniff* On with the––the. . .*sniff*. . .story. . .WAAA!!! I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!!! ^^~
Kagome stepped inside the window with InuYasha and looked at the rubble. Right in the middle of the room, was Sango's, once standing, bed. Sango's bedroom was a perfectly square room, along with a designer dresser in one corner, a TV in the other. The closet lay aside by the door-way, and there were several chairs with cushions and beanbags scattered along the walls. It was brightly lit with a purple lava lamp (A/N: Hint, hint. *winks* ^^) and the ceiling light, along with the sun and the moon, when they shone brightly through the window-pane. "Okay. SOMEBODY tell me what just happened here!" Sango walked over to Kagome, put an arm around her shoulder, and said, "To make a short story even shorter, Shippou and Miroku demolished my bed here." "You know, I would make them sit here and just kill them. Whaddya think? Oh, sorry, InuYasha! I didn't mean to give you the 'sit' treatment! Oops, sorry again!" InuYasha did a face-plant onto the carpet, twice, dust gathering in his nose. Rubbing it, he mumbled, "Yeah, yeah, whatever." InuYasha playfully pushed the Miko, who, in turn, fell into his lap. She blushed a bright crimson for quite a while, even after they were leaving the room. "C'mon, Kagome! Stop blushing so much!" Kagome looked at the Hanyou, who was blushing too. "Well, look who's talking! I never knew you could blush!" InuYasha's face flushed and he clapped a hand to the startled Miko's mouth.
"Hey, Kagome. . .what was that plan of yours again, about killing Miroku and Shippou for ruining my bed?" Sango asked, giving the two victims a sly look. They were starting to feel themselves shrinking as they could only wait for Sango's wrath of anger.
::Day Three::
"MIROKU! PLEASE!! C'MON! YOU SAID YOURSELF THAT YOU'D HELP US FIND A WAY TO SAVE OURSELVES!!" An angry and sad Tajiya screeched in a poor, unsuspecting monk's ear. The monk winced as he rubbed his ear, which still continued to ring from the unexpected shriek. "Calm yourself, koibito. I have been trying to figure out this thing. I, too, along with InuYasha, have to only wait for the unpleasant predicament that could bestow on us if we do not find a way, so, don't fret. You and Lady Kagome aren't the only ones in this game of Death." The Tajiya looked sorrowfully at the monk who she had fallen for. She too, knew that he only could await his horrifying death of a mercy-less little girl, bearing the name Sadako. She just had chills flowing down her spine, causing her to shiver relentlessly. "Yeah, I know," Sango paused. "sorry. I just––"
Miroku looked over at Sango, awaiting to hear her finish what she was commenting on, but it never came. He shrugged it off.
Kirara awoke from her slumber and crawled into her long-time companion, nipping her fingers. Sango teased Kirara and kept pulling her finger away every time Kirara clamped her tiny teeth down, rubbing the neko-youkai's chin, who, in turn, purred cheerfully.
It made Miroku very happy to see Sango happy. He knew very well that she was definitely not always happy all the time, since her parents died long ago, tragically; her mother, dying while giving birth to young Kohaku; her father, murdered. That was one of the things that just gave him the urge to stay alive, even LONGER, to live with her. He knew that might not be for quite a while, but it still made him quite excited, just thinking about it. Maybe, some day, they would live together, and have a big family, and all, but, would Sango really WANT to have a huge family? Miroku felt he would, but what he thought did not matter, at least, that's how he felt, because everything that Sango thinks or feels is to come before his.
"Miroku-Sama? What are you thinking about? That look in your eyes. . .it's different than it usually looks when you think. . .are you feeling all right? Do you want me to get you anything? Anything you want. I don't mind."
Miroku looked up at the beautiful girl. Her bangs fell before her face, rounding her cheeks so perfectly. . .those amber-brown eyes that shine like the sun. . .that perfect body. . .Miroku felt lost as he gazed at her.
"Miroku? I'm sorry. . .did you hear me? Miroku?"
Miroku snapped from his day-dream, and looked up at her face.
"No, that's all right, Sango-Chan. Thank you."
Sango cocked her head, raising an eyebrow, then smiled, saying simply, "Okay, then. If that's what you want, that's what you want." As she started to walk off, from the brightly lit, cheerful bedroom, into the cold, dark hallway, she turned her head slightly, giving the faintest seducing smile to the handsome houshi. He returned the same seducing smile, and saw her hair whip around the door-frame, disappearing from sight.
::Later That Night. . .::
InuYasha and Shippou decided to stay for the night, again, for the second time. But of course, their Tajiya friend didn't mind. She enjoyed the company, especially talking non-stop with the bubbly Miko, Kagome. Miroku just couldn't seem to find the reason why girls like talking so much. . .but as long as Sango was happy. . .He sighed faintly, his eyes drooping more and more as the hours passed without any warning. Not realizing it, he drifted into a soothing sleep. . .his head, resting ever so gently on his shoulder; his mouth, partly open with every breath he took, exhaling every time; his hair, untidy and unkempt, fell over his eyes. Normally, he keeps his hair up in that neat, small pony-tail, but of course, once in a while, Sango would see his hair, flowing loosely. It had that beautiful shine in it.
Sango glanced over sub-consciously at the sleeping houshi and noticed the time. It was way past midnight, and she left her poor houshi there, sitting in that corner, listening––most likely bored––of their non-chalant conversation about school. How they hated it so!
Secretly, she crawled her way over to him, pausing every few seconds, finally reaching him. As she rested her head against the wall, her hand raised itself to Miroku's hair, stroking it, and playing with it, twiddling a finger in the strands of the silky hair. (A/N: Personally, I think Miroku is sexy with his hair down and loose. MAJOR KAWAII! -^o^-)
Miroku felt the heaviness on his eyes rise as he started to wake up. His eyes fluttered, the lashes batting. Through them, he could see a recognizable figure kneeling beside him, stroking his hair through their delicate fingers. He closed one eye, but the other remained open peeking–– unbeknownst through velvet-like eyelids––at Sango.
Even IF Sango was aware that she was being watched from a playful eye, she would not care. She was enjoying playing with the gorgeous hair that shined so brightly.
"Sango-Chan, I'm hittin' the sack. Ya want me to bring a cot in here or just sleep in a different room?" Kagome yawned, stretching her arms out widely.
Sango looked over at her friend, who could just fall asleep right there, even standing up. "Sleep in here. I'll help bring the. . .cot. . ." Sango started to yawn too. She stood up slowly, her knees almost buckling, and scuffled over to Kagome, the two walking out sleepily together.
InuYasha looked over at Miroku, who was still pretending to be asleep. He wasn't aware that the two girls were already out and InuYasha was the only one in there, beside the resting neko-youkai and kitsune, nestled together. "Mir, let's go to the other room. You look bushed, but like I care. . .but I know how the girls will yell at us if we don't leave. Remember the last time when you convinced me to go spy on them when they were in the hot springs?"
Miroku smiled at the old memory. . .like it was yesterday. . .
::Flashback::
"Houshi-Sama, InuYasha? Kagome and I are going to the hot springs. Do not follow us or else. I am bringing my Hiraikotsu along as well. Keep your eyes closed and stay here. That goes especially to YOU." The slim, tall Tajiya girl looked from InuYasha, to the lecherous monk, Miroku, who was grinning from ear to ear. A small halo appeared above his head as he promised not to. Sango, suspicious of his suspicious being, cocked an eyebrow and, turning on her bare heel, walked off, pulling the towel closer to her breast, tying it firmly so wandering eyes couldn't fall upon it, like a certain monk. . .
Kagome came up from the bushes, a towel and InuYasha's red kimono wrapped around her, sprinting after Sango who had already left for her nightly bathe in the hot springs.
"InuYasha. . .I've been thinking. . .No, don't even say anything. Just listen to me," Miroku stated, raising a hand to hush the Hanyou. "Why don't we just. . .follow the girls. . .just to make sure that, uh, BANDITS or, uh, YOUKAIS or some sort, don't sneak up on them, when the girls aren't, well, prepared for anything like that? Are you in or are you in?" "Hmmph, I don't really have much a choice. . .feh. Fine, let's."
Miroku smiled at his victory, and led the snooping Hanyou down to the hot springs.
The monk held a finger to his lips as they reached a green, lusty clearing with small, sprouting foliage. InuYasha forced Miroku's head down as Sango looked over towards them, but, seeing that nobody happened to be there, when there really were two interested guys, uncloaked herself from her towel, and slipped quickly into the hot, relaxing water.
Kagome and Sango sighed in relaxation, only to dart back up as there was a rustle in the bushes. A familiar silver-white dog ear popped out from behind a tree branch. The clattering of beads on a necklace filled their ears, which was joined with two growls as they walked over, pounding on them furiously, humongous bumps forming on each of the heads of Miroku and InuYasha.
Miroku and InuYasha dropped to the ground, shielding their heads and necks as the two girls violently smacked and pounded them. Eventually, Sango's fist caused Miroku to faint. InuYasha followed Miroku afterwards as he, too, fainted from Kagome's fist's wrath.
Sango and Kagome crawled back in the water, putting their hands behind their heads, taking in each sweet, luscious breath of the nature's air. Succulent flower bulbs poked from ivy vines and stalks; birds flew to their nests for the night, providing shelter for their young; the crescent moon, rising behind the leaves on the maple trees, shone a dull, yet magnificent, yellow, as it came to its place in the sky, looking as if it were resting on some cloud formations; coyotes howled to the moon's presence, heeding their young to the dens, the same with the parent kitsunes, who hid in the shadows, keeping themselves from view of the two girls, who in fact, were enjoying this.
Reluctantly, they stepped from the water, onto the dew-covered grass, draping two now-drenched towels over their shoulders and waists. Securing the towels safely, each picked their man by his collar of his robe, and dragged them back to the campsite, tying them "safely" to two perfectly hand-chosen oak trees. An owl hooted in the darkness. The campsite had trees circling around it, forming a clearing. Where the fire was, dirt lay below it, stones stacked about an inch high around it. New grass stalks were growing from the ground, serving as beds for the group. The had dainty little buttercups growing there and there.
The Miko and the Tajiya girls dressed appropriately for their nightly slumber, and lay on the grass, staring into the fire, gazing at it, lost in its mysterious beauty.
The day after that, Miroku and InuYasha awoke, only to find themselves tied up. They pleaded to be untied as they were being "deserted". Finally, their pleads were "awarded" as each was untied from each girl. Doing this, both jumped up and apologized for spying on them last night, but were left standing there as Sango pulled Hiraikotsu over her shoulder, walking away with Kagome, who pulled the strap of the arrows case over her shoulder, and they walked up the mountains, towards the sunrise as the monk and Hanyou ran and ran after them.
::End of Flashback::
Miroku chuckled, standing up, brushing his hair with only his fingers. He and InuYasha walked out the room as the girls walked in, carrying not one, but two cots, knowing Sango's was no longer going to be used. Sango helped Kagome place her cot down and they stepped into bed, pulling the covers over them, each saying goodnight to each other.
Through the wall, Miroku and InuYasha swooned to Sango and Kagome, "Goodnight. . .my koibito. . ."
~*~*~*~*~
~Apologies for the delay of the posting for this chapter! I hurried as fast as I could. Gomen nasai! Gomen nasai, gomen nasai, gomen nasai!! Deepest apologies for not posting sooner!! Well, I hope you liked this chapter, and I hope you please review! It would be nice. ^-^ Anyways, hope you liked! Ja ne, minna-san!!
+InuYashaBishi334+
_____Japanese Terms_____
Koibito- Lover, Boyfriend, Girlfriend
Gomen nasai-I am sorry/Pardon me!!
_____Japanese Terms_____